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"I double dog dare you.. no triple dog dare you."

Characters: Sukuna x Itadori x GNReader

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen

Warnings: Cursing, dares, snow, Sukuna being Sukuna.

Summary: Winter, some loved it. Others loathed it, and there were others that were neutral. Itadori loved winter, while you were the later, neither hated nor loved it. But you did love making Itadori do dumb things in the cold. And now that the king of curses was with him, it was even more enjoyable.

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"Its an emergency!" You mimicked Gojo words, waving your hands in the air as you kicked snow up. "I thought he was talking about a mission, but this? Ugh, Megumi was right. We should have ignored him."

"Yeah, but, hey we should be able to find it. I'm practically a magnetic for the fingers now," Itadori said, blowing air out as it fogged, a shiver running down his back. "I think it's over the-"

"I dare you to put snow down your pants," You held out the snowball you made, throwing it up in the air as Itadori face turned with annoyance. His tinted pink cheeks puffed out, "We aren't kids anymore come on, the finger is over there."

"Oh, I see.. I see. You're what, scared?"

"I'm not scarred! Just, I'm almost 16, I got to be a little more mature."

"Says the one that is wearing iron man underwear right now, if you want to be mature. Have 8 wives," Sukuna stated, his mouth popping up on Itadori face again. "I agree with the first part, about the underwear.. the last statement though?No," They said, walking towards the shrine, lifting up the lock and turning the knob. They opened it slowly an toke the small box that housed one of Sukuna fingers.

"Hey, you can be mature an wear Iron man undies!" Itadori defined himself against the two, "I can't believe you're taking Sukuna side!"

"Yeah, well sucks to suck. Now, what do we do with this no- Damn it, Sukuna! Go away!"

Sukuna tattoos and red eyes slowly appeared, as you stood there, finger in hand and also annoyance at the curse.

"Listen here brat, I'll take this," He spoke, swiping the finger away from your grasp in record time. A huff in return, "Now, bow dow-"

"I dare you to put your tongue on that metal fence," You interrupted him, pointing towards the fence that separated the trees from the blacktop. Trying to hide a hint of a smile, as a bewildered look crossed his face at the request.

"Why? No, I will not. Now bo-"

"I double dog dare you.. No! Triple dog dare you. To put your tongue on the cold metal fence," A smirk forming on their face, at the unamused curse. "Why?"

"Because, it will stick to it."

"That's bullshit, no it won't. Stop distracting me, and just listen to my demands!" He shouted, his voice echoing towards the end with the last word. Rolling your eyes, placing a hand on your hip as you weakly pointed towards the fence. "Coward," You taunted, a playful smirk playing on your features. The king of curses wrinkled his nose up at the insult, his fangs bearing towards you. "I am NOT a coward you whore," He fired back, as he (without realizing) handed over the ginger for you to hold.

He took long strides toward the fence, his eyes staring dead head as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of the pants. "You say it'll stick too it?" He questioned you, unamused with your antics but still kind of intrigued. A giggle was heard as you let it slip, nodding your head as you said, "Yes." Not believing this 1000 year old curse was really going to do it with such confidence.

"You have to make sure your whole tongue is on the fence!"

Letting out a huge puff of air, Sukuna leaned forward. Sticking his tongue out while his back was turned, if he knew that you were filming him. He wouldnt have done it, if he knew that GOJO was there standing an watching behind you. He really would not, instead have tried to kill him and you.

But here he was, his tongue outstretched out, the cold air making his breath turn to puffs of clouds. And then, his whole tongue, not just the tip, touched the fence.

"He did it," You and Gojo said in amazement, hearing a grunt in reply from Sukuna.

Handing the finger over to Gojo, as you both walked towards Sukuna. Now hunched over as his tongue was stuck to the fence. "Well then Sukuna, I never thought a 1000 year old curse.. could be so gullible."

With a roll of his eyes, he pulled away from the fence. Thinking, 'god, they are so annoying. I'm going to- wait.. oh, oh god!'

"EH!!! EHH! WAH IS IZZY!" He screamed, or tried to scream out, as he pulled his head back only for his tongue to remain stuck on the fence. Instead of helping, or trying to give him some pointers. Both were hunched over, tears running down their faces as they tried taking photos of the curse.

"What are you doing lau- I'm leaving," Nanami said, as he turned right back around at seeing the curse with his tongue stuck to the fence and the strongest along with his student laughing hysterically at the situation.

"W-wait Nanami!" Gojo crouched, taking baby steps after the blonde sorcerer, his sides hurting more then ever in his life.

"Okay Itadori, change back."

The tattoos faded, as Itadori took his body back over, his eyes closing and darting around. Another round of laughter came from you, as he frantically in a panic pulled away from the fence. His tongue wripping off from the cold metal, hitting a patch of ice as he fell on his back. His mouth bleeding, his hands flying to his mouth.

"Oh.. Oh my .. my s-side, I .. I can't," You laughed as you hit the ground with your fits. Tears streaming down, "I-Im S-sorr-ry! EHH, blame Sukuna!"

years from now - itadori yuuji

genre: fluff and comfort | notes: self indulge fic, an old prompt I saw in my notes. |

- in which yuuji itadori promises to love you million years from now.

enjoy your meal!

Itadori Yuuji has seen a lot of things in his life, despite the fact that never ending fights against curses, he never knew that the greatest thing or mystery he would unfold was you. Here you are now, staring at him, while the moon was also complimenting him in glee: it must be fate or maybe something else, but Yuuji always thanked the gods that he met you.

You wandered alone through those empty halls of the building but right now, here you are watching him as he tries to reclaim his old strength that once was lost. “Yuuji, why don’t you try to rest, first?” He was indeed tired but the moon seemed to show his admiration for the boy, his endless pretty details feeding the lack of shine of the stars. “I need to get stronger..” He muttered as he stared at your eyes with a glimpse of hope and home. He listened to you, and thank you for staying in with him

“What movie should we watch tomorrow?” You asked him, as he sat next to you, “It depends, Gojo-sensei is picking what movie I should watch next..” He sighed, “Wel, if you say so...” Then it was silence, not that kind you would like to run away with but a kind of silence that is comforting and full of warmth.

The starry night took away Itadori’s tiredness, and he leaned his head on your shoulder. “What did I do to deserve you?” You had to admit it was such a common line to use by such but it meant everything to Itadori. “It doesn’t matter what you did, all I know is that we both deserve each other..” Truth to be told, you also thought of things that maybe Itadori deserved better but here you are now, him next to you under the same room with the same night sky. “The moon is indeed pretty...” You said with a smile on your face, earning a chuckle from Itadori.

“Yep, It is indeed pretty.” He then lifted his head and looked up. “I wonder how pretty the sun is..” You whispered but Itadori smiled and replied. “I bet the sun is also really pretty, maybe the sun shines like that because when you look at the sun you’ll be blinded by its beauty.” He joked, which you gave in. “What?” You noticed him staring again.

“You look pretty, when you laugh..”

He told and as if it was a magical spell you immediately got flustered with his words. You smiled at him and pinched the bridge of his nose, as the night started to get deeper Yuuji vowed to you that.

“(Name). Years from now, million years from now. I would still choose to love you.”

And the goddess of moon always knew that in every timeline it would always end with him next to you.

The end -

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extra notes: i made this fic as a surprise for @lethargicyashi, because they need *cough* brain juice *cough* love you bro, be safe and take a rest too love uu xoxo

deleted my old acc so I’m reposting this

Thinking about itadori being selfish as ever since Sukuna possessed him he stopped kissing his girlfriend even going to the extreme of no sex or touching at all the lightest he could allow was a kiss on the check. I mean how dare he fucking be so selfish? No letting him play with this human Sukuna so desired to play with. I mean she prances around in this oversized shirt and Itadori Sukuna’s boxers like the curse hasn’t possessed her boyfriend. All he ever gets is a light kiss on the cheek and that’s enough to make Sukana go wild with desire to tear apart those pretty little thighs and make a huge mess... Why does Itadori have to be so self centered why can’t he fucking share?

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆— FT. JUJUTSU KAISEN

✾˚ft :: m. fushiguro, y. itadori

✾˚ description + notes :: comfort-fluff, gn! reader, soft megumi alert!, I honestly almost cried myself while making this.

𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 quickly rushed over to your side the moment he saw you step into his dorm with tears rolling down your cheeks. "Hey hey, what's wrong? Did someone hurt you?" Shaking your head no, he'll then softly wipe your tears away with his thumb before kissing in-between your brows. "Your okay angel I'm right here, you can spend the night if you want I still got some of your clothes from the last time you slept over." Megumi's heart aches seing your usually happy aura replaced with sadness, so prepared to be constantly spoiled for the rest of the day, showered in kisses and tight hugs until he sees your sweet smile.

𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈's face quickly turned from one of happiness to one of concern as he saw you sniffling and wiping your eyes. "Baby? Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?" His eyes quickly darted all over your figure looking for any bruises or open cuts, when you shook your head and wrapped your arms around his torso yuji's eyes began to water as well. "Hey hey baby, look at me." As looked up at the sorcerer tears began to well up in his eyes, seeing your slightly pink eyes and tear stained cheeks was enough to make him cry like a baby. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to right now, but please—" Leaning down slightly he kissed your quivering lips softly. "Don't cry, your too pretty for tears baby." He whispered softly against your lips, making a tiny smile tug at your lips as you replied with a soft, "okay."

☆༉ — YUUJI ITADORI. isn’t it weird? how love never changes.

about. no matter what anyone says, yuuji itadori’s love for you is unwavering and he hopes that you’ll never see a reason to change. not for anyone, not even him. (1K)

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fluff, characters are aged up to 20s and in college, weird gf and jock bf, yuuji is a jock and has obnoxious teammates, reader is an introvert and wears glasses, selfship coded i fear, fem!reader.

“itadori, don’t you think your girlfriend is a little.. weird?”

the pink haired jock blinks once, then frowns  as he tugs a fresh shirt over his head — practice with his soccer team had ran a little longer than anticipated and he didn’t feel like coming home to you, his girlfriend, in a stinky old shirt. 

yuuji’s not sure when the topic of locker room talk had switched onto him and his love life but he cares enough to bite — not about to let his teammates talk smack about his girl. “where’d you get that idea from?”

another teammate speaks up. “when she comes to your games, she wears your sweatshirts but doesn’t cheer for you at all.” 

“she’s just shy, nothing wrong with that.” yuuji counters.

“whenever we hang out at the after partie she’s always… clinging onto you… doesn’t drink with any of us.”

“i told you, she’s a little shy,”  he stands up a little straighter this time, narrowing his eyes. “and parties aren’t for everyone. she might not like them but she’s there to support me. shouldn’t that be enough?”

“but dude…” someone else speaks up. “don’t you find any of that strange? like she’s just… weird.”

yuuji can’t get home fast enough after that. he almost falls to pieces when he sees you singing and shuffling your way through the cupboards in his dorm kitchen — making yourself a snack. he loves it when you stay over and he gets to watch you like this, so calm and at ease in his space. he feels grateful to even be sharing it with you.

weird isn’t a word that yuuji itadori would use to describe his girlfriend. 

he finds you intriguing. your relationship is still new, so all of the differences between you both interest him beyond belief. each time he discovers a new habit of yours (like the way you forget to take your glasses off when you sleep) or a fact about your life before college, or finds out something obscure relating to your hobbies and interests… yuuji can’t help but to fall in love with you all over again. like an astronomer who’s searching for the secrets of the universe, the pink haired jock wants to know every interesting little detail that makes you, you. 

that’s created the very person he loves today. 

“please never change,” yuuji breathes against the back of your head once he’s home. you can’t even comprehend the speed at which he’s dropped his gym back before he’s wrapped himself around you in the same manner that a boa constrictor would. only more affectionate. “and if you do, let me change with you.” 

being this close to itadori, you can smell his baby-fresh soap and the tinge of sweat from his work out. you can feel the strength of his arms as they squeeze you close from behind — like he’ll never let you go. he makes you feel loved even when it’s not on purpose, you go your every waking moment cared for and adored by yuuji itadori. it’s always subconscious, unwavering and steady. your love is stable like that, never dampened from those outside of the two of you — that much will never change. 

“that’s a big ask, yuu.” comes your contented hum, but you don’t stop your actions — continuing to make your snack while the pink haired jock squeezes you tight. as if to become one with you. “people change all the time.” 

you hold up a hand behind you and he sucks the peanut butter from your thumb eagerly. “i know, but i don’t want what anyone else says about you or us to make you change,” he mumbles petulantly against the shell of your ear, trying to find the right words as he tucks his face into your neck. “you’re perfect to me, as you are.” 

it’s cute that he reminds you of such a trivial little thing. those big brown eyes of yuuji’s see perfection in all of your flaws. he loves you so much you wonder if how much you feel for him even compares. 

“what’s gotten into you?” you giggle, spinning in his arms to stand on the tips of your toes — pressing a soft kiss to the point at which your boyfriend’s jaw meets his neck. it’s all you can reach. “did something happen?” 

yuuji hesitates for a moment, lips pursed and honey-glazed eyes cast to the side. he would never lie to you, that’s not in his nature — but he’d never want to hurt your feelings either. “the guys…the guys on the team said some stuff about us today,” his voice trails off and his hands trail upwards, dipping underneath the jersey of his that you wear to draw circles into your waist using his rough thumbs. he figures it’s best to tell you before one of his teammates  let it slip and hurt your feelings. he would rather die then let that happen. “they… they think you’re weird and that… that we’re too different.” 

“o-oh.”

a flash of pain comes with the territory of yuuji’s honesty, but he’s quick to soothe it as though he’s running your burn under a stream of cool water. “but i like you. like…really really like you,” the words rush out while his eyes stay serious and set in stone. your boyfriend grasps both of your hands firmly before you can even think to cry or pull away.

yuuji is there and he is constant and that is never changing. not for anyone, except for you. “and i like all of the funny things about you. that you’re a little quiet, that you’re always by my side, that you leave me notes in my gym bag or share your celebrity crushes with me. i like you for you. even if you’re a little weird — then…then i am too!” 

his hands, strong and yet so soft, traverse up to your round cheeks — tilting your head up to face him. “please don’t ever change because of what people say,” yuuji repeats tenderly, his lips finding the crown of your head in a gentle kiss. he stays there, like a magnet on metal and the world stands still for a moment. remaining the same, no longer changing, so that yuuji itadori can love you as is. “the way you are right now, it’s everything to me.” 

itadori only moves when you tip your head back to get a better look at him, he looks down at you through his unfairly long lashes — brown eyed gaze latching onto yours while your hearts sync up, beating to the same drum. “i’ll never change, as long as you promise to always love me like this.”

“i’ll love you the same way that i always have. like i’m the luckiest guy in the world, yeah?” he laughs and you smile — because it’s hard to be upset when yuuji is around, and protects your love so genuinely. 

you lean up and he meets you half way — pressing a slow and lingering kiss to the swell of your lips, wrapping his arms around you once again as you away to a silent tune in his tiny dorm kitchen. 

change is inevitable of course. the two of you will grow and become different people than you are right now — but you will always find your way back to the beautiful love that you hold. 

much like a butterfly that blossoms into something beautiful too.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

.distance - yuuji itadori

.pairings itadori yuuji x gn!reader, fushiguro megumi x gn!reader

.genre timeskip, no curses!au, established relationship,

.ongoing | completed

.tw cursing, toxic relationship, implications of infidelity

.wc; 1.41k

SUMMARY

You held each other's hands but not each other's heart, maybe it was the fact that the two of you loved another was what brought you apart. But alas, denial would always get the best of you.

You notice. The stark difference in how he treated you compared to the rest, how detached he presented himself around you; how his hand was always looser than yours when intertwined, the petty spats you would get yourselves into, or how he never bothered to correct himself every time you went to get coffee together. You were incompatible. He noticed too. How you stared at him like you were imagining someone else, how much you overcompensated your feelings for him just to prove that you were in love with him. How you came home with drinks he despised, or when you slept beside him and kept the fan on, despite his vulnerability to the cold. Agitated with the fact that you two never knew the little things, would be your downfall.

Sundays were bothersome, for the both of you. It was a day off, so you were stuck together within the next twenty four hours or so. Although your shared apartment was of a bijou and congenial atmosphere, the distance between you two was far from close, hearts apart and eyes elsewhere. Exchanges of greetings were awkward, no matter the atmosphere. His outgoing personality and your bubbly demeanour seemed to evanesce in the presence of each other, muted your mouths grew to be.

Fingers tapping against keys, or scrolling against the glass of a screen occupied your state, as he would sit beside you at a safe distance, legs spread, and arms widened out behind him, one holding the remote control as the other itched the back of his head every now and then. Time progressed slowly, and every breath the each of you took, the louder the other sighed, tired of one another's existence.

No one bothered to say anything though. Otherwise, how would you be able to see him?

Oh, how you craved for the touch of another, and begged for a day a million miles away from Yuuji, the man you considered your captor. Nobody asked you to stay, you weren't placed at gunpoint, for all of this was out of your volition; it was routine, you'd been with him for so long. An abrupt change would feel so foreign, and you'd hate to have to adjust. Hence, your relationship with him.

Neither of you compromised, simply because you weren't worth the change. Every nag you'd repeat, he'd refused to acknowledge, every whine he concurred, you'd never concede. Even over the littlest things, even if you wanted a black coffee because you would feel sick afterwards if you drank a latte, even if he wanted the regular aloe vera drink when you purchased the strawberry.

You couldn't change for Yuuji, not when he wasn't enough for you, and he couldn't change for you, not when he could barely give you the time of the day. Yet the outdoors brought another person within the two of you. A couple, content with themselves and each other, two souls bound by their hearts, a pair of minds connected because of their overwhelming emotions. You could put on an act, an alternate universe where yuuji had become your world that you'd expected him to be when you were alone, in hopes that he would notice.

He too, knew of your true intentions, how your eyes lingered upon his friend a little too long, how you slipped out of his grasp when they came to visit. Or how you muffle your voice when you take a phone call in your bathroom, leaving him to his own devices. but he couldn't let go of you either, not when your company was so attuned to his schedule, you fit in anywhere. If he didn't have time for you, neither did you. If he couldn't give you a quick phone call to remind that he was coming home late, you wouldn't bother to call back. He enjoyed the attendance of another human in his home, he enjoyed the idea of a relationship, but he didn't enjoy you, ergo the distance he kept between you two.

One would assume it was out of urbanity, or consideration, but it was the fact that he felt uncomfortable with your fingertips against the curve of his skin; discombobulation seemed to enhance in his nerve system every time you took a step too close. He disliked the way you would even open a pack of shrimp chips, the method you used to crinkle the bag together before pulling it apart by the top, disturbing his comfortable silence. He kept his distance for his own good, not yours.

You respected the fact that he kept his distance, rather, you were relieved. It was tiring enough having to hold his hand tighter than he did in public, so to create the illusion that you were still in love. But it was in your sleep when you would give in. You couldn't resist the urge to wrap your arms around his bare waist as he slept, and how you nuzzled your head in your chest as he pulled you closer, entangling your limbs in a proximity where you could be mistaken for lovers. It seemed the night intoxicated you both, and placed you under the illusion that everything was okay, and the space was never there in the first place. Although, the possibility of you and Yuuji thinking of another person in your arms at night was not unlikely and it was more than not.

But you woke up apart. Opposite sides of the bed, where the middle was kept for the ghost of your love. Yet he was there to say good morning and still get you the latte that you detested, with the shit eating grin stretched upon that face you woke up to every day. The greetings were short, and he would leave within the next hour. it was monday, so there was work.

"Megumi and Nobara invited us over today. Do you want to come?" A gentle sigh emits from him, as he struggles to puts his tie on, loosening it in the mirror to re-do it.

"I got it," you walk over to him to fix the mess he's made of himself before saying, "what time are we seeing them?"

"After work, I'll pick you up." He thanks you, and you pat down the rest of his attire, making sure he doesn't look like a total jumble of clothes thrown onto a human blob.

You nod, an indication that he was to pick you up later in the evening, and leave your shared room to prepare yourself for the long day ahead. A heavy exhale emanates and you trudge down the hallway towards the coffee maker, mindlessly getting a mug out of the cupboard before dropping it from the shelf onto the marbled floor.

"Fuck," you sigh once again, ignoring the man who came rushing into the kitchen.

"Is everything okay?" He stops your wrists from picking up any more glass to prevent further injury.

"Yeah it's fine, just go to work I'll see you later-"

"At least get this treated." He says softly, almost pissing you off.

Who was he to act all sweet today? What was up with the act and why was your chest feeling heavier and heavier within each word he spoke? His sudden kindness was a burden and you were the only one who had to carry it all.

"Just leave me alone, go to work damn it." You wince as he tries taking a step closer, realising his boundaries when you tear up at the sight of him coming too close. Wasn't he the one who would pull away when you used to kiss him?

The way he'd retract suddenly when you tried as little as holding his hands, or how his body would flinch slightly when you'd walk up behind him for a hug. It was a humiliating experience the first few times it had occurred, but as time went on you no longer bothered to shower him with the affection you felt for him tenderly.

The clenching sensation in your chest doesn't shoo itself away, but it increases as you hear him leave the walls of your home and it's not until then you begin to burst into a fit of tears. The glass that had pierced through your skin was incomparable to the agony you currently felt with the way Yuuji was acting. because there was nothing more ruminating than his sudden switch in behaviour, but you knew that this façade would disappear into thin air, taking the caring boyfriend you had craved for long ago with it.

Nevertheless, he gave you a sense of routine, like nothing was going to change and you enjoyed that. You enjoyed the fact that you knew what was going to happen today, tomorrow and for the rest of your days; because the both of you knew very well that neither one or the other would ever bring up the distance that grew between the two of you.

And it was nice. Maybe.

a/n: yeah so they're just stuck together :/ on a different note, im sorry for the inactivity and i hope u guys are doing well, ur all beautiful and ily mwah xo