I Hear By Sentence You To Read What U Write
i hear by sentence you to read what u write
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MUST BE THE SEASON !
⤷ vellichor : the strange wistfulness of used bookshops ᓚ₍ ^. .^₎
(a fall special !) a year after graduating, you’re still struggling with finding a job. perhaps your standoffish nature isn’t helping, but the need for money is becoming urgent. after a rant to your cousin shoko, she tells you about her friend who runs a quaint used bookstore in the picturesque japanese countryside. the only downside? you’d need to leave the city—and everything you’re used to. you decide to embrace the change, but everything takes an unexpected turn when you meet the captivating boy who works there, turning your new life upside down.
prologue : the calm before the storm 01 : mist 02: drizzle 03: rain 04 : downpour 05 : serene
with : yuji itadori x reader
status : ongoing — taglist open
tags : f!reader, smau (texts) + written, swearing and suggestive jokes, sun & moon dynamic, stranger to friends to lovers, reader & yuji are both 19, nanami & shoko cameos, reader is gothic/whimisigoth-ish, argument/miscommunication, slight angst, ooc perhaps
oh no! must be the season of the witch ‧₊˚ ☾.
and he's strange (so strange)
my friend looked up itafushi in class on her school chromebook and showed it to the whole table pointing at me
dude does NOT wanna separated from his bf smh my head
yuuji (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
yuji birthday special
in which: happy birthdah yuji! stop being an ungrateful little BRAT.
warning: yuji would NOT act like this i just need more angst…
pairing: yuji x reader angst
w.c: 1k masterlist
you werent sure why you cared so much.
yuji had plenty of people celebrating his birthday. nobara had planned something chaotic like smashing his head into the cake (how rude!), megumi was reluctantly going along with gojos idea to suprise him. yuji had all the attention in the world by people who openly cared about him, people who didnt hesitate to tell him how much he meant to them.
and yet there you stood by his desk before class, a small gift and your hands, hesitating.
you knew yuji wasnt the type to expect extravagant gifts, but that only made it harder. you had but more thought into this than you care to admit, a keychain from the movie he loves and a simple note you debated writing at least 10 times before settling on just ‘happy birthday, itadori!’ with small doodles scattered.
it was casual, but your hands still felt a little clammy as you set it down.
you then turned quickly, slipping back to your seat before anyone else arrived, heart thudding against your ribs.
maybe he wouldnt even realize it was from you. that would be best actually.
you dont like standing out, you never had the confidence nobara did, nor the charm gojo has. you were quiet. comfortable with just being there. it wasnt that yuji ever overlooked you— he was too kind for that—but you were sure you didnt stand out to him in any significant way.
you told yourself that “he wouldnt care” and that “you just want to see him smile.” that part true although you hoped that yuji would care.
yuji walked in with megumi and nobara trailed behind, his gaze looked at the small package on the desk, head tilting before grabbing it. “oh yn! you got me something?”
you held your breath, trying to distract yourself by glancing anywhere else, but your heart wouldn’t stop racing.
“can i open it?”
you mumbled a yes.
yuji unwrapped the gift quickly, his usual energetic self. he pulled out the keychain first, his eyes lighting up with a spark of recognition.
you couldn’t help but feel a small flutter of hope. But as he continued to inspect it, his expression shifted slightly. he looked up at you, a small frown tugging at his lips.
“hey, this is cool,” yuji said, his voice friendly, but there was something almost apologetic about his tone.
“i didn’t expect a keychain, but it’s really thoughtful. I guess I thought maybe something bigger, you know? maybe that what i get for opening megumis and gojo sensei gift first”
he scratched the back of his head sheepishly, trying to explain himself before getting slapped by nobara.
“why are city people so ungrateful! i think its cute yn!” nobara says.
“i didnt mean it like that it just came out wrong! im just really bad at accepting gifts, i feel like i dont deserve them” yuji says.
“when youre bad at accepting gifts, you dont say ‘i thought it would be bigger meh meh meh’ you say ‘thanks!’” nobara defends you.
“im sorry! i didnt mean to be ungrateful yn!!” yuji pleas.
“i didn’t mean to disappoint you,” you stammered, not sure if your voice was even steady enough to be heard.
you wished you could melt into the floor and disappear. yuji glanced up, his eyes softening when he realized how nervous you were.
“it just came out wrong! its really cute, yn.” yuji apologized repeatedly, though it didn’t do much to ease your anxiety.
when class ended, you slowly packed out while the other 1st years quickly departures to the field.
yuji stayed behind slightly, having to clip the keychain onto the strap of his bag.
he gave you a quick look before saying “thanks for the gift, anyways i have to catch up with them. see you later yn!”
you saw him turn and leave, and it felt depressing. the thoughtful gift you had chosen, a small sign of your feelings, was received with a lack of indifference.
you couldnt understand why it stung so deeply. its not like you thought he would be head over heels for the present—it was merely a birthday gesture—but the sense of disappointment lingered around you.
you told yourself that it didnt matter. that yuji was a good person and probably didn’t mean to make you feel this way. but the quiet ache inside you wouldnt go away.
later that evening in bed you think about every second, the silence in the room interrupted by the clicking of a clock.
you repeat the events today in your head over and over, it wasnt that yuji meant to hurt you, you know he didnt. but something about the way he reacted hurt you emotionally.
you had hoped he would see it for what it was—a small gesture of appreciation, a way of showing that you cared. although being compared to gojos gift he was indifferent.
you clenched the blanket in your hands, the weight of the disappointment settling heavy in your chest.
maybe i expected too much
you stared at the dark ceiling, feeling the weight of the unspoken words between you. you had tried so hard to show him you cared, and yet, it felt like you were invisible.
GAH YUJI WOULDNT DO THIS
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megumi x reader (megumi likes to be babied IM TELLING YALL)
you knew he’d never ask for it, but that didn’t stop you.
in fact, you made it your mission to baby him at every possible opportunity.
at first, megumi resisted, rolling his eyes or looking away when you’d brush his hair back, adjust his collar, or give him little kisses on his forehead, cheek, or lips.
he’d mumble things like, “you don’t have to,” or “i’m fine,” but he never actually moved away.
one chilly evening, you caught him on the couch, half-asleep, wrapped in the thinnest blanket he could find.
you didn’t say anything, just quietly draped a thicker blanket over him, making sure to tuck it under his shoulders.
he opened one eye, giving you a sleepy look, and you just smiled, brushing your hand over his forehead.
“do i look like i need all this?” he murmured, but the way he nuzzled into the warmth said otherwise.
you smirked, sitting beside him and slipping your fingers between his. “no, but i know you want it.”
and maybe, just maybe, he did, because when he gave you that shy, quiet smile, you felt your heart flutter.
he didn’t say anything else, but he squeezed your hand gently, letting you know he loved every bit of it, even if he’d never admit it.
