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Gossiping with Shoko
Nanami x reader
Since there were no other girls in your first year class at jujitsu tech, you loved to gossip with your senior Shoko Ieri, the only problem? She was constantly accompanied by Gojo and Geto who had nothing better to do but join in on the conversation.
"Sooo y/n I just have to ask, who do you likeeee" Shoko smirked
"You mean like, like like?" You blushed
"Well its obviously her very handsome senior, the most powerful Gojo Satoru" Gojo sighed leaning back with his hands against his head.
"Ummm definitely not" you respond
Geto laughed and Gojo poked him aggressively. You thought for a moment. Haibara was kind but you definitely didn't see him in that way. You had other friends at your school but the one person you could see yourself with was the shy first year. The one who always knew what you wanted from the vending machines, the one you couldn't take your eye off of in class, the one who could seem to look you in the eye.
"Umm maybe...Nanami" you smiled looking down
The three faced with a dumbfounded look
"NANAMIN?" Gojo shouted
"Look y/n I know everyone has their own tastes but really, Nanami?" Geto sighed
"Guys stop being jerks" Shoko scolded, she turned towards you "so Nanami Kento huh? What about him?"
"Well unlike you two-" you glared at Geto and Gojo who were still laughing their asses off "he is really compassionate and gentle, and he knows things about me with having to tell him, oh and he's usually so calm and collected, and-"
You stopped and looked up to see the others smirking at you, you yourself hadn't realized how much you liked about Nanami.
"Well I guess I'll have to be your wing woman" Shoko said, her hands on her hips "and these two-" she whipped around to face the two idiots "will have to stay out of it"
You smiled, happy to have Shoko as a friend and excited just to see your crush later in class.
Little did you know Nanami had been listening on accident around the corner, with a blush he didn't think he could get rid of before he saw you again.
(Mwah I love my bbg😘)
Gojo + Bite-sized kiddos 🐯🐺🐱
When you realize the lyrics of this song is nothing but them asking for more time together.
Won't deny I am crying. Mappa and Akutami better pay for my therapy.
Give him, his dad back Gege
Days with SENSEI
My most precious trio
I just finished watching episode 11 & realized everyone was talking about Toji this.. Toji that, what about my son Yuji throwing a goddamn car huhhh!!!!
Honey you are doing great (Keeps cheering)
The never ending era of being Yuji's mom.
I don't know if I will ever be blessed with children or not but Yuji will always be my most precious son. Honey mom loves you.
๛ 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈
[ Jujutsu Kaisen S2 EP6 ]
Jujutsu Kaisen Season 2 Episode 10
30 Days of 七虎
Day 8. Neighbour (full preview for better quality)
from nanami to itadori
Looking at various aspect of Nanamin and Yuuji’s characters and interaction from the beginning of their meeting up until the end, there’s a sense that Yuuji is the one who will “replace” him or the one to accept the baton Nanamin passes. While Gojo is the one who take Yuuji under his wings, Nanamin is the mentor with closest emotional ties to Yuuji.
At first Nanamin seems indifferent towards Yuuji, even giving him cold shoulders. But soon, we know that he is far from actually being uncaring.
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someone help him 😭
Father's Day ❤️ Daddy Nanamin is my weakness 🥺
Father's Day ❤️ Daddy Nanamin is my weakness 🥺
Fushiguro Megumi
“Even if I risk my life, I have no intention to throw it away.”
Profile
Age: 15 years old Birthday: December 22nd Method of enrollment: family connection Jutsushiki: Ten shadows technique Technique (s): Ten shadows technique “Jade dog (white) (black) (Kon/totality)”, “Nue”, “Orochi/Large serpent”, “Toad”, “Max Elephant”, “Bottomless well” Domain expansion “Chimera Shadow Garden” Hobby: Reading Favorite food: food that paired well with ginger Least favorite food: bell pepper (generally any sweet-tasting side dish) Stress: people (90%) Preferred type: doesn’t have one (as long as they have unwavering humanity)
Q&A
Q: Does he not get sad when his shikigami gets destroyed? A: He becomes depressed. People like Fushiguro gets sad over the death of animal than people he doesn’t know.
Q: Is he the type that gets interested in other people’s love life? A: Rather than interested, I think it’s a feeling close to proving assumption.
Q: How will he refuse when a girl confesses to him A: “Sorryyyyyyyyy!!”
Q: Does he watch the news or read newspaper? A: He watches and reads them, but doesn’t believe half of them.
Q: What was Fushiguro’s first mission and who went with him? A: It seems suitable that it was Gojo who watch him. He was teased.
Q: Who taught Megumi to do taijutsu and use weapons? A: Gojo, Maki.
Continued Q&A and Ten shadows technique under the cut
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Fushiguro Megumi
“Even if I risk my life, I have no intention to throw it away.”
Profile
Age: 15 years old Birthday: December 22nd Method of enrollment: family connection Jutsushiki: Ten shadows technique Technique (s): Ten shadows technique “Jade dog (white) (black) (Kon/totality)”, “Nue”, “Orochi/Large serpent”, “Toad”, “Max Elephant”, “Bottomless well” Domain expansion “Chimera Shadow Garden” Hobby: Reading Favorite food: food that paired well with ginger Least favorite food: bell pepper (generally any sweet-tasting side dish) Stress: people (90%) Preferred type: doesn’t have one (as long as they have unwavering humanity)
Q&A
Q: Does he not get sad when his shikigami gets destroyed? A: He becomes depressed. People like Fushiguro gets sad over the death of animal than people he doesn’t know.
Q: Is he the type that gets interested in other people’s love life? A: Rather than interested, I think it’s a feeling close to proving assumption.
Q: How will he refuse when a girl confesses to him A: “Sorryyyyyyyyy!!”
Q: Does he watch the news or read newspaper? A: He watches and reads them, but doesn’t believe half of them.
Q: What was Fushiguro’s first mission and who went with him? A: It seems suitable that it was Gojo who watch him. He was teased.
Q: Who taught Megumi to do taijutsu and use weapons? A: Gojo, Maki.
Continued Q&A and Ten shadows technique under the cut
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The scene I cracked most at xD
How dare you spit on me! You should have listened to me when I was trying to talk to you! You made me use violence, you asshole!
The escalating bromance between Han Tae-joo and Captain Kang Dong-Cheol from episode 9.
Their bonding was the only thing keeping me happy after seeing Tae-Joo witness his father's death:-:
They did Nam -sik wrong here xD, poor boii
Life On Mars - Ep. 5
You know the saying: If you’re too impatient to wait for the drug analysis, just give it to the youngest and see what happens.
This interaction was so wholesome. Couldn't stop myself from watching it again and again
young Taejoo meets his older self, and vice versa.
They are my everything right now:-:
Thank you. I always make people coffee so it feels weird to be drinking a cup that someone made for me…
Whether you are dreaming or from the future, I’m sure that there is a reason why you’ve been sent here.
Life on Mars (2018)
The duallity
I'm excited about Damian's ✨new car✨ and everything, but...
Did you notice that his hair has been getting longer?
Yeah..., me too.
01 | Reverie of A Dream
summary || ❝You were made to dream— and the reality of this world was not for you.❞
pairing || Morpheus x Daydreamer! Reader
word count || 901
warnings || Dream being eager and curious??? Reader hates mundane life???
notes || I am currently on episode 7! So, I am still getting a grasp of Morpheus’s character and how he acts and speaks, so bear with me as I settle into his character. This could be a series if people want more than this part, so let me know! Enjoy reading!
How were you always appearing in the dreaming?
Almost every other hour, the sand would wisp up into a flurry of particles, welcoming your arrival. The wind would pick up and there would be a shift in the air, making all creatures of the dreaming turn towards the magnificent doors that would open to welcome one and all as they explored their dream or their nightmare. But, after about twenty minutes or so— your presence would be lost.
This confused the Dream Lord, never in his eons of living has he encountered a human with the power to enter the dreaming at will. It was known that humanity would tuck into their beds at night, shut their eyes, and the sand would create a blanket over their consciousness, and they would dream. That is how he had known it all— until now.
“It would seem that either a human has gained untimely powers or a new endless has been created…”
Lucienne’s voice carried through the throne room, as she peered at Morpheus with eyes of concern, concern for the dreaming. Morpheus— however was curious of how a human could possibly dream during the day in such small increments. He sat clad upon the long and winding staircase that led up to his mighty throne, robes draped down some steps like a glass of spilt milk, the stained-glass reflecting various shapes onto the ground and onto both him and Lucienne. The columns on either side of the rather large room loomed above the endless— giving the two a minuscule perspective in comparison.
“Shall we go greet our so random guest-…?”
“No, I will go to their physical form and greet them there-”
A situation like this would cause panic normally, however Dream had questions that needed answers— and he would get them from you whether you like it or not.
“Would you please look at number seven in your at-home textbooks, please.”
Eyes cast to the side, looking at the wall, all outside noise being cast out like warmth within winter, Morpheus watched you from behind, noting your neutral expression in almost concentration. Nothing could break you from your dream-like trance, until he spoke.
“Dear love, for nothing less than thee— Would I have broke this happy dream; It was a theme—”
You turned and gasped at the stranger within your home, quickly shutting the laptop as your professor was still droning on. Morpheus couldn’t lie to himself when he thought your expression was amusing.
“For reason, much too strong for fantasy, Therefore thou wak’d'st me wisely…”
“Who are you?!” You were panicked, rightfully so.
“The poems called— The Dream by John Donne…ever partake in one of his works?”
“I SAID, who are you?!”
“Dream of the Endless, and I have several questions for you, Dream Walker.”
“It’s called daydreaming— I do NOT walk-through dreams.” You were gripping onto a mug of tea like it was an anchor keeping you still, calm. Human behavior was so very interesting, and watching you nervously explain yourself was entertaining.
“It’s erm— when you let your mind drift to another place, other than the current moment.”
“So, you have powers?”
“No! I just— You haven’t explained why you are here in the first place?! Why is my daydreaming important to you? And why are you named Dream? That’s so…odd.”
“I rule over the Dreaming, the place you go when you fall asleep at night, or in your case— every other hour.”
“How—What—”
“And I revealed myself to you because I have never encountered someone who could enter my kingdom and leave so seamlessly without a thought.”
Your face said a million words that even you could not let out coherently, obviously the thought of meeting the anthropomorphic version of one of your favorite things to do was— how you say— alarming and daunting. But this so called “Day-Dreaming” that you did, piqued his interest greatly. His gaze caught yours looking him up and down, similar to how his many past lovers had done before he had greeted them with the dark and alluring charm he possesses, and he couldn’t help but ask a blunt question.
“Come to the Dreaming with me?”
Your eyes widened in shock— very interesting.
“I can teach you things and show you how to harness whatever ability you hold. Why stay here, in mundane living, when you can gather so much knowledge.”
He knew it wasn’t a good thing to do, bringing a human to his kingdom to be an apprentice— his family would have his head on a silver-platter, served with a cup of sand and a chuckle. But you were significant, you were—different. You were made to dream— and the reality of this world was not for you.
“Come. with. Me.” His hand was now held out, an invitation, a promise, a bond which would not be broken if you laid your hand upon his. If you took his hand, a world of possibilities would be open to you. If you held his hand, your fate would be sealed and intertwined with his, and you had no qualms about it at all— as you let the sand circle around you, the grainy and rough air whisking you from ordinary life, into one that would be complicated. But you were made to dream, and you would find more reality within a world of dreams than any other world here nor there.
hiii i love your writing for morpheus sm i literally died of fluffness omfg and i love rereading them too🥺🫶
id like to propose a song prompt with taylor swift and her song seven. i was listening to it and then the lines "love you to the moon and to Saturn, passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long" really fits morpheus and wife reader. maybe the idea that they lived among humans at some point and then they got passed down like folk stories
do with it what you feel like i just really love your writing ahh <33
Aaaaaaah I love Taylor Swift songs😩 You probably had fluff in mind but mine went straight to a Calliope-style angsty reunion (with a slight reference to Taylor’s Death by a thousand cuts)
“I... I heard about what happened,” you hesitate. “Are you...?”
“It is the past.”
The haunted look in his eyes says otherwise, however. His hundred years of imprisonment may be over, but the past is still very much present in the room with you. You are more than familiar with the feeling - the moment you opened the door and found yourself face to face with Dream of the Endless, you felt as though the living memory of an age long gone had come to pay you a visit.
Now you’re standing with him in your small London apartment, still searching for words through the fog of a thousand different feelings rushing over you all at once.
“Oh,” you say when you fail to find them, arms crossed over your chest as if you are cold. You’re not. Or, you’re not sure. The memory of his embrace comes tugging gently at your heart, as warm and safe as a soft blanket wrapped around you on a rainy day; but your mind remembers how it all came to an end as well, harsh words followed by a sudden absence that chilled you to the bone.
“I see you still prefer to live among humans,” Dream remarks, glancing at the simple surroundings of your home. He is not judging, merely observing. After all, he used to share a second home in the Waking World with you, once.
“It’s... quieter than it used to be. Few still believe in your kind and mine,” you admit with a small, wistful smile at the memory of the times when they did. “But some still remember the songs about us.”
A great love, one for the ages, they once called it. And it felt so true, for a while.
Perhaps you shouldn’t have mentioned such a thing, you realize the moment the words leave your lips. You don’t know why he’s here, but surely it isn’t to reminisce over what you once shared. That story is over, and the last thing you want is to revisit its pages.
Right...?
“So do I.”
His voice is so soft, it almost makes you shiver. You were so sure you would never hear him speak that way to you again... It takes you a moment to realize what it is he’s saying.
The songs. He hasn’t forgotten.
“I have learned much in recent times,” he confesses quietly, his frown deepening as he speaks, “and in light of that, I have come to realize... there were times in the past when I believed myself to be in the right, when in fact I was...”
He takes the few steps separating you slowly, cautiously, eyes searching yours for any sign that he might be unwelcome in your proximity. But you simply stand there, holding your breath as he comes close enough that he isn’t touching you, but could if he wants to. If you want him to.
“Wrong?” you offer gently. It’s not a word that comes easily to him, but it’s quite touching that he’s willing to try it for the first time. Now that it has been said, the tension leaves him.
“I have wronged you,” he admits freely. “When we parted... you did not deserve the words I spoke to you. I regret them.” He’s silent for a moment. “I regret having parted from you at all.”
At first, you’re so taken aback by his words, by how unlike him it is to apologize, you are utterly speechless. But then it settles in that he is here after all this time, and he is apologizing, telling you he wishes he had never left... and you have so much so say, you couldn’t possibly decide where to begin.
All you know is that you want to find out where it might lead.
“Would you like to stay for dinner?” you gently break the stretching silence.
Relief softens Dream’s features then. He never eats in the Waking World, but he knows as well as you that it isn’t food you are offering. It’s precious time with you that he has lost over the centuries - and, perhaps, a second chance.
“It would be my pleasure,” he accepts whole-heartedly.
It seems there may yet be some truth to those songs, after all.
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Okay but you’re spending your evening just hanging out and watching Spider-Man: No Way Home when Morpheus appears in your living room because he has no sense when it comes to letting you know ahead of time that he wants to see you or just, y’know, having Matthew pop by and be like “boss is coming in five!”
So after you recover from your heart attack you let him know that you’re just watching a movie tonight so if he has better things to do involving The Dreaming/being an Endless, he can do that. He doesn’t understand why you’d say that bc why wouldn’t he want to spend time with you, so he sits down next to you and lets you drape yourself over him before you unpause the movie.
Of course, Dream was imprisoned long before comic books really came to be mainstream, so he has no clue what anything on the screen is. You have to pause every time a new character appears on screen, because he will undoubtedly say, “Who’s this?” and you have to try and respond while also not launching into all the lore™️.
(“Who’s this?”
“MJ, Peter’s girlfriend.”
“Who’s this?”
“Doc Ock, he’s a villain from another universe.”
“Who’s this?”
“Matt Murdock.” On screen, the brick flies through the window, and Matt catches it with ease. You say his line at the same time that he does, “He’s a really good lawyer,” and laugh when Dream looks shocked that you knew what he was going to say. God, you love having a boyfriend that knows nothing about technology or movies or anything.)
And this keeps up, honestly, you’re having a blast with it. It’s fun to get to introduce characters that you’ve watched since you were little to an anthropomorphic personification who is eons older than you are. And then it gets to the scene where one Flint Marko is dropped into the MCU, and Dream again asks who that is.
“Sandman,” you say without thinking, forgetting who it is you’re sitting next to.
“Who?” Morpheus asks in bewilderment.
“Oh!” Shit, you did not anticipate this. “No, it’s not like, a character based off of you or anything like that. He’s literally made out of sand, which is why he’s called Sandman.”
Morpheus scoffs. “My, it must have taken them ages to try and come up with a name so clever.”
You smirk. “Are you mad that your name’s been co-opted, or are you mad he doesn’t have your powers?”
“I’m not mad over a fictional character. It’s just ridiculous that a character such as this would be designed, only for them to name him,” Morpheus scoffs again, as if the very thought is paining him, “Sandman.”
Mad about the name, then. Got it. “I can…pick something else to watch?” you suggest.
Dream shakes his head, acting like this didn’t just get him all riled up. “No, let us finish your superhero movie,” he grumbles before begrudgingly allowing you to hesitantly turn your attention back to the screen.
It’s a good thing Sandman doesn’t have a major part in this movie.
What I want from @netflix
I just want to see Tom Sturridge laugh while dressed as Dream pls