Naoya Week 2024
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Small Blessings by kitterygreen24
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
29 Jul 2024
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The warm sun kissed the earth
To consecrate thy birth,
And from his close embrace
Thy radiant face
Sprang into sight,
A blossoming delight.Sara Jewett
Soul of a Sunflower -
Celestial Cloth by Anonymous
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
14 Jul 2024
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“You'll make a good wife, Megumi-kun~.”
Megumi was near delirious with pain, but he had enough sense to be pissed off by the way Naoya was talking.
“Don't say shit like that,” grunted Megumi.
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Naoya and Megumi are soulmates, much to Megumi’s extreme displeasure.
Series
- Part 4 of Naoya Week 2024 ~ AspenRising
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Avarice, Black in Spirit and Form by basement_dweller (sukunut) for theinstinct
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
14 Jul 2024
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“You’re staring.”
Naoya twitches and refocuses on the moment — and Zandik’s face, hovering mere millimetres in front of his own. He almost falls onto his ass, but gloved hands seize his shoulders and pin him in place.
“I am sure I have mentioned how much I despise prying eyes,” Zandik says without any inflection. There is nothing to suggest irritation or displeasure, but Naoya feels a chill caress his spine all the same. “Now, was there a reason for your unwelcome scrutiny, or may I return to studying the creature you so kindly brought me?”
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- Part 4 of Naoya Week 2024
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Just give me the title of head leader. by LonelyWriterOops
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
14 Jul 2024
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There is no love between the Zen'in clan.
But they all like to pretend, forcing marriage as a good façade. -
Sucker Bet by sukunut
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
13 Jul 2024
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For a single horrifying moment, Naoya becomes aware of every cell in his body. Signals flood into his mind, too numerous to comprehend — death, life, transformation — and he hunches over, stomach heaving —
Except nothing comes out. There isn’t a hint of acid in his throat. Naoya gags and claws at his throat, hands blessedly free for some reason, only for his fingers to brush against something that shouldn’t be there.
Or rather, something that should be there.
Series
- Part 3 of Naoya Week 2024