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you feel your heart taking root in your body by persimmonsandcats
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime & Manga)
05 Apr 2026
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“Go back to class, ‘kay?” He leans forward, kisses her forehead. “You’re good, Kirara. It's all good—”
“Only if I’m with you," Kirara says. Her forehead burns where his mouth was. She wants him to kiss her again. She wants him to kiss her mouth, see if they fit together like puzzle pieces, if their lips lock as gently as their hands do. “I’m good if I’m with you.”
“Kirara,” he frowns, his hands clench on her waist, “you need to–”
“No," she cuts him off. She settles herself firmly on her feet, keeps her eyes on his face. “Don’t you fucking dare tell me what I need to do, Kin. Not you.”
He looks at her.
She doesn’t lower her gaze. He has been part of teaching her to be brave, yes, but she has taught herself. She relied on herself before she met Kinji and she knows what her gut says. She knows where she needs to be. Where she wants to be. She stands firmly on her own two feet. She looks at him, meets his gaze head on.
“I’m going with you," she says, no room for argument.
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08 Apr 2026
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Yuri Plisetsky thinks love is an evil scheme...well not really, but he swore off romance as a teenager and has every intention to keep that promise. Yet, at 21 he finds himself far too concerned about his best friend’s rumored love life and starts to come to some concerning realizations.
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28 Mar 2026
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It is an easy jump, comparably—a triple toe loop. You take off from the left toe pick. The other foot travels on the back outside edge. Something they can do at any time of the day, something that doesn't take any thought, something that is so ingrained in muscle memory, it merely happens.
But it doesn't happen. Not today. Or it does, but something goes wrong. Yuri will later learn that it wasn't the jump itself, it was Otabek gliding backward and slamming into Georgi. The Russian was unaffected, Otabek hit his shoulder, but the latter fell and landed on his head. It's too quick to see, too fast to follow. Yuri only hears the collision and sees the aftermath.
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Or: Otabek suffers a head injury. Yuri tells the paramedics he is his boyfriend because he doesn't want Beka stranded in a foreign country's hospital. But when Otabek wakes back up, he lost parts of his memory. The doctor says it's probably temporary. But the doctor also explained to him that his boyfriend is here to help him through it. Now, Yuri is stuck in a lie and the way Otabek's eyes light up does not help.Finished, updates every Friday.
Bookmarked by ninihffyy
09 Mar 2026
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“Baby,” Kinji says softly, crawling up over her body. She squeezes her eyes shut, turns her head, can’t help that her lips have settled into a pout. “Baby.” Kinji repeats, closer now, his voice that low growl that does all sorts of things to her. He’s half resting on her body, half on the bed, his elbows planted above her shoulders. She can feel the rough of his jacket against her skin.
“Outside clothes on the bed disgust me.” She says and doesn’t open her eyes. There’s a pause. She feels the weight of him, the warmth of him leaving, hears the rustle of clothes as he takes off his jacket, his shirt, hears the clink of his belt buckle and the metallic sound of his zipper. She shivers despite herself, thighs clenching together, hands lifting up to play idly with her choker.
The bed dips and sways and then the warm scent of him is back, his sweat and the sandalwood cologne she buys for him, deep with green moss, light around the edges with citrus peel.
“Baby,” He repeats, laying himself over her, his thick muscles caging her into the bed. She’s covered in his warmth– her golden glowing sun. “Look at me, pretty girl.”
Bookmarked by ninihffyy
06 Mar 2026
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Or how Yuri and Otabek found home in each other, told in (more or less) drunken snapshots throughout the year(s).
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18 Feb 2026

