Kinda Wild That Joe Keery Has Been Delivering Career Making Performances And People Are Acting Shocked

It's a nightmare, just how things could go downhill.

(Also I've just started a sort of Tokoyami One shots series here! It's mostly just drabbles and/or snippets, but I try my best :)

The difference between Howl in the book and the movie is in the book he is a fuck boy in the movie he is a man whore

SUKUNA AND HIS SHY DAUGHTER BONDING TIME WHEN?!?! Reader can be present and discreetly takes their pictures (sukuna pretends not to notice).

guided lines — ryomen sukuna x f!reader

a/n: congrats we now have cameras in the heian era and BIG BIG thanks to @bluebell33 and @soupie-writer for beta-reading <33

it’s a quiet afternoon in the heian household, the kind of stillness that comes after the chaos of the morning has settled.

the courtyard is bathed in golden sunlight, casting soft shadows along the wooden floorboards, and the faint rustle of the wind carries the scent of blooming wisteria.

you lean against the doorframe, peeking through the slightly open shoji screen into the courtyard where your husband and daughter are seated.

it’s a rare sight to see sukuna like this—relaxed, unguarded, the sharp lines of his usual stoicism softened as he sits cross-legged on the floor.

your daughter sits opposite him, her tiny hands clutching a paintbrush far too large for her delicate fingers.

the scroll of parchment between them is already half-filled with colorful smudges and haphazard lines, a far cry from anything artistic, but, hey, the effort is there.

“hold it properly,” sukuna instructs, his deep voice carrying just enough patience to make you pause in the hallway.

he reaches out to adjust her grip, his large hand completely engulfing her tiny one as he guides the brush to the paper.

she ducks her head shyly, murmuring a soft, “okay, papa.”

you bite back a smile, the term still so foreign yet so endearing coming from her lips.

sukuna doesn’t respond, at least not verbally, but his movements slow as he helps her make another stroke on the parchment.

you slip inside quietly, camera in hand.

sukuna had gifted it to you on a whim months ago, claiming he had no use for “trivial inventions,” but you’d quickly discovered his disinterest didn’t extend to being the subject of your photos.

he always pretends not to notice, but you’ve caught the subtle shifts in his posture whenever he knows your lens is trained on him—straightening his back, tilting his chin just slightly.

raising the camera to your eye, you adjust the focus, the scene coming into view with perfect clarity:

sukuna’s broad frame hunched slightly as he leans closer to d/n, his expression uncharacteristically soft, her tiny fingers smudged with ink and her lips pursed in concentration.

the sunlight catches the faint scar over his nose, the curve of his jawline, the tension in his hands as if he’s holding back his full strength.

click.

the sound is quiet, but his ear twitches ever so slightly, and you know he’s caught on. he doesn’t look at you, though, his attention remaining fixed on the little girl in front of him.

“what is that supposed to be?” he asks, nodding toward the splotchy shape she’s drawn.

“a bird,” she whispers, the pink in her cheeks deepening.

he raises a brow, and for a moment, you’re sure he’s about to tease her—sukuna’s sense of humor is sharp, often cutting, and you’ve had your fair share of exasperated sighs directed his way.

but instead, he tilts his head thoughtfully, as if trying to see it from her perspective.

“it…has wings,” he says finally, and her face lights up, a smile spreading across her features.

“you think so?”

“it’s obvious,” he replies, though his tone is far from dismissive. “draw another.”

you stifle a laugh, adjusting your position to capture another angle.

sukuna’s patience with a child isn’t something you’d ever expected to witness, let alone document, and it’s a side of him you treasure more than you’ll ever let on.

click.

this time, his gaze flickers toward you, just for a split second. it’s not a glare—more of a warning, the faintest quirk of his lips betraying his amusement.

you grin back at him, unrepentant, and he huffs quietly before returning his attention to your daughter.

“your brushwork is sloppy,” he comments as she attempts another bird, her little hands trembling slightly as she draws a lopsided wing.

“I’m trying,” she murmurs, her voice barely audible.

he leans back slightly, his arms resting on his knees as he watches her.

“try harder,” he says, but there’s no edge to his tone, only a challenge—a nudge toward improvement.

click.

this time, d/n notices, her wide eyes darting toward you. “mama, what are you doing?”

“nothing,” you lie, lowering the camera with a sheepish smile. “just admiring my two favorite people.”

she beams, but sukuna groans, dragging a hand down his face. “stop filling her head with nonsense,” he mutters, though the faintest hint of pink dusts his ears.

“it’s not nonsense,” you argue, stepping closer and crouching beside them.

d/n immediately crawls into your lap, clutching her brush in one hand and smearing ink on your sleeve in the process. you don’t mind, your focus entirely on the man in front of you.

she giggles, resting her head against your chest as you pull her close.

“papa’s really good at drawing,” she says, pointing at the bird he’d drawn earlier as an example. “he helped me with mine.”

sukuna shrugs, “someone had to make it look like a bird.”

you laugh, the sound light and warm, and his eyes linger on you for just a moment longer than necessary.

it’s subtle, almost imperceptible, but you know him well enough to catch it—the way his gaze softens, the way his shoulders relax just slightly.

later that evening, after your daughter has fallen asleep, you’re sorting through the photos on your camera, sukuna seated beside you on the porch.

he doesn’t say anything, but you can feel his presence, the quiet strength of him a comforting weight at your side.

“you know,” you say, breaking the silence, “I think these might be my favorite pictures yet.”

he glances at the screen, his expression unreadable. “you’re too sentimental.”

“maybe,” you admit, leaning your head against his shoulder. “but I can’t help it. you’re both so... precious to me.”

he doesn’t respond, and you take it as a sign for the comfortable silence to take over again.

but your husband presses a kiss to the top of your head that leaves you speechless till the end of the night.

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NINTENDO SWITCH !

TWENTY - cheater

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A/N : to be far none of y’all were close to it. IT WAS SO SIMPLE SO SIMPLE but only one person understood it HAHAH, im a marketing genius 🥸 — a little bit of a mess but it’s okay <3

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(CONTINUATION OF CHAPTER NINETEEN)

yn has never felt so many butterflies before; the kiss made her feel so undeniable happy. chishiya had his arm wrapped around her waist, this kiss was a slow yet soft. the way his lips matched the rhythm of hers; the way his lips glided against hers. she’s felt so many butterflies in just those two kisses.

the way his hands rested around her waist; it wasn’t too touchy but it wasn’t inappropriate either; it was the perfect position. chishiya had tightened the grip around yn’s waist pulling her closer to him. the kitchen living room was silent but mira cleared her throat. she was leaning against her bedroom door, “im so happy for the both of you but how about we take it somewhere else!!” a cheery sarcasm tone was evident.

chishiya had broken off the kiss when mira cleared her throat; “first arisu now you? i really cant do anything~” his voice was a low yet melodic tone. yn had whipped her head to where mira was. more blush was formed apon her face; clearing her throat. “hi mira!” you waved at the long black haired women, she waved back at you with a grin.

“like i said yall can take it to her room or even better you can take it to his room!” she said making her way to the fridge to grab a caprisun, “it wasn’t like that mira trust! he was just talking to me about the topics on the mid terms..!” “oh really? because from what i saw was that his and your lips were attached togetherrrr~” she even looked at your waist pointing at chishiya’s arm wrapped around it; chuckled she grabbed two more caprisuns before heading back to her dorm.

“you two have a mid term tomorrow make sure to study..not suck off eachothers faces.” she mumbled the last part but chishiya laughed. yn stared at chishiya, he had some soft features; it kinda looked very angelic. “you must really love my face features; you always seem to be staring at them..” chishiya inhaled moving his arm from around her waist to resting it on his side.

“yeah because they are very soft..it contradicts your cold ass personality.” yn pushed strands of hair from her face. chishiya simply just hummed. “this is kinda embarrassing.” “how so?” “well for starters, im in a eevee shirt and spandex..my hair is a mess too” yn fixed her wrinkled shirt, chishiya shrugged “there is nothing wrong with it. its cute.”

yn wanted to kick her feet i mean he literally called her cute, she just smiled using his shoulders to get down from the countertop, as her feet touched the ground she fixed her shirt—she held onto chishiya’s arm tugging him next to her, “well since you’re here, you can help me with my studying..!” she didn’t give him time to answer and just dragged him to her room,

“you know this out of context looks interesting.” chishiya laughed lightly, “shut up.” she smiled shutting the door behind her, “you are going to help me! i dont care if this helps you, i want to pass this with high marks.” she unhooked her arm from his going over to her desk grabbing her tablet and notebook. chishiya looked around her room—walking over to her bed sitting down near the bed frame/pillows.

“i mean i havent studied so this will help me too i guess..” he watched as yn walked from the desk over to the bed sitting down near him. yn started asking questions about medications and different viruses. chishiya wasn’t very responsive which made yn look at him with a slight frown, “chishiya?? earth to chishiya?? are you uncomfortable?” she moved a little farther from him.

he just grabbed her by the waist pulling her back over to him in-between his legs, “this is better, i just felt as if something was missing.” he smiled, yn felt a smile form on her lips—“well i guess this is one way for you tutoring me” a small laugh rumbled from chishiya. “as you were saying..” he started to point at what was important.

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yn hadn’t realized how much long her and chishiya had been hanging out together well been in eachothers presence but it was already the ass crack of the morning, the sun was beaming through the curtains, the suns brightness made her not want to sleep anymore; groaning she opened her eyes rolling over to an empty side, a confused frown appeared on her lips.

she thought chishiya was next to her; she just sighed sitting up checking her phone. she had about an hour before her class started—with some procrastination she actually got ready for her mid terms. even with mid terms she still had to wear their stupid beige uniforms.

mira was already gone for her midterms so she were alone and it was kind of scary, but she just shrugged it off leaving the dorm. yn still had about thirty minutes before class started so she made her way to the campuses cafe, by the time she got there—there wasn’t a long line.

she was deciding what she should get so she just got herself a milk tea; “what did you get?” a rasp husk like voice asked behind her, it startled her a little turning around to see chishiya. “i got a milk tea..did you get anything?” she smiled at the blondie, he shook his head with his hands on his blazer pockets.

“large milk tea for yn!” was called from one of the workers, yn went to go grab it leaving chishiya alone for not even a full second; turning around there were girls swarming him. she had forgotten chishiya is one of those bachelor’s at this school. rolling her eyes she put a straw in her drink take sips, her lip gloss stains were evident on her straw.

chishiya whom had always hated the attention had dreaded this kind of interactions; he walked over to yn ignoring the girls that were trying to get his attention, “you should try it! this is the best” “are you advertising a drink to me?” “well you do it all the time cookies so it was worth a shot..” yn shrugged walking towards the direction of the classroom. “chishiyaaa do you like her?” one of the girls tried to hold his arm but he moved it before they could, “nah i don’t like her, i think it’s more than that.”

he was walking behind yn, “you seem very confident for the midterm..it’s scary” chishiya had caught up to the bust girl drinking milk tea, yn looked at him and smiled “im confident that i’m going to beat you.” chishiya slowly nodded his head, “i didn’t even study so there is a chance you can beat me..” “bullshit you studied with me” “and you assume i was paying attention to the notes and not you?” “that was smooth.”

chishiya let out a soft chuckle, “i feel as if you are still going to beat me.” yn groaned, “its almost as if you are a cheater.” chishiya put his hand over his heart, “ouch.” yn smiled at him before heading over to her seat which was in the middle of the classroom. chishiya sat in the back so he was chilling.

a wave of nervousness started to pour in as the time itches closer and closer and closer. looking at the time stressed her so she just looked down playing with her drinks straw. the mid term was on computer so that made yn’s life easier, taking out your laptop she looked around to see some confident students but most were nervous.

opening up the test she were reading the question in her head; rereading she realized how easy this was. she has felt such a surge of confidence go over her like a wave. a small grin formed on her lips grabbing her drink taking a sip.

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since it was an electronic test you got the answers back as soon as she submitted it. a bright smile beamed on her face seeing the 45/45. people had already finished and it looked like some were disappointed and some were happy, looking at the screens next to her those people got no higher then a 35-39.

looking back her can see chishiya staring into your skull, i mean she already finished so she got up and left. chishiya followed from behind—his cool uncared demeanor would make you think he aced it as well. throwing away the empty plastic cup, yn waited for chishiya near the door in the hallways.

“well what did you get?” chishiya stood infront of her; her smile was genuine—it made his heart do some flutters. “well since you want to knoww~ i got a 45/45” she crossed her arms resting them on her stomach area. chishiya sighed scratching the back of his head, “damn well this sucks.”

“what did you get??” yn leaned foward towards him, “i got a 42/45..” he sighed looking away, “i messed up on a few questions but that’s all.” he quickly side eyed yn before looking back towards the bush hallway, yn had a big smile on her face.

“so i beat THE chishiya shuntaro?? man. this is a great day!!” a sigh of relief and happiness was washed over her, “you just cheated thats all.” “i did not cheat, you were with me when i was studying!!” she fought back, her hand rested on her hip. “well you cheated because you were distracting me when i wanted to study with you..”

“chishiya you were literally cuddling me to death, you were like a clingy cat.” yn pinched his shoulder as he furrowed his eyebrows. “cheater.” “sore loser.”

yn smiled at him, “well…since i won it seems fair that you take me on a proper date.” chishiya looked at her with a smirk like expression, “a date?” yn nodded excitedly, “well i mean..” he looked at his phone and it was barely 1 pm, he nodded his head looking back at yn, “hmm be ready by 2, i’ll pick you up from your dorm.” chishiya’s lips formed a small smile walking away from yn.

“where are you taking me???” yn questioned the blondie walking away, chishiya turned his heel looking at yn “that is a secret.” he put his finger over his lips turning back around walking away into the crowded hall. yn had a huge ass smile on her face; she was fucking excited.

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BONUS :

as chishiya arrived back at his dorm, he started to undo the tie with his hand turning the key into the door with his other unlocking it; apon entering he saw arisu sitting on the couch on his phone.

“how come you didn’t come home late last night?” arisu questioned chishiya, “i was helping yn study.” “and that meant you coming back at like 3 am??” chishiya nodded as he headed into his room.

“WAIT WHERE ARE YOU GOING??” arisu got suspicious of the blonde changing out of his school clothes, “i’m going out with someone..” chishiya mumbled as arisu kept pestering him. “WHO? WHO IS SHE?!” arisu shook the topless chishiya, “it’s yn why?” chishiya stood there a little akwardly, “YOURE GOING ON A DATE WITH MY BEST FRIEND?!?” arisu’s eye widened “i mean i expected it but WHATTATATAT”

“can’t believe my pookie bear is cheating on me with MY BEST FRIEND.” arisu started to fake cry as chishiya stood there akward as hell. he tried to pat his back but arisu moved his hand off him

“DONT TOUCH ME CHEATER. im so hurt dont talk to me” arisu laughed a little bit kept up the crying at stoning to his room. chishiya had to blink twice; he was so confused.

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