20 Works by astrowaffles

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    “Can you come down from the tree?" Armin called. "Someone just fired the regroup flare.”

    “Yeah, I’m coming.”

    Mikasa jumped down from her branch, landing next to Armin. She dusted herself off with the air of someone who’d just gone down a vaguely entertaining slide at the playpark, and started towards where the horses were.

    Well, where the horses were supposed to be.

    “Where’d they go?” Armin heard himself ask dumbly. Mikasa inspected the mud carefully.

    “West,” she said, pointing to the tracks. “Long gone by now. I don’t think we’ll catch up."

    “We should try anyway,” Armin decided.

    “It’s not far,” said Mikasa, in an attempt to raise Armin’s spirits. It wasn’t a lie, but it was certainly an oversimplification of the truth.

    Armin smiled. “Alright. South, right?”

    “South,” Mikasa agreed, and they set off through the trees.

    OR: Armin & Mikasa get separated from the group and must make their way back across titan country armed with only Armin's brain, the power of friendship - oh, and Mikasa's swords.

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    Shoyo was gonna beat that King of the Court even if it killed him. He was going to defeat him in a glorious volleyball battle that everyone would still be talking about for eons to come. “Do you remember that kid from Karasuno?” the old folks would reminisce. “He was the pride of our town…wasn't it wonderful how he completely destroyed that high-handed King fellow? And his volleyball skills! Simply superb!”

    With those words echoing in his mind, Shoyo bounced up to the door of the court, reaching to slide it open with great enthusiasm, already imagining the bounce of volleyballs against the hard floor.

    Except - well - it sounded very real…

    “Huh?” said a voice that sounded suspiciously familiar.

    “IT'S YOU!” Shoyo screeched, staring at the figure, still frozen in a setting position.

    The volleyball, previously floating in midair, flung itself onto Kageyama's head. “Ow,” said Kageyama.

    You have gotta be kidding me, said Shoyo's internal voice.

    “You have gotta be kidding me,” said Shoyo's real voice. “Oh. Did I say that out loud?”

     

    OR: 5 times kghn met each other accidentally, +1 time it was planned

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    “Thanks for waiting,” said Feng Xin insincerely, already climbing into the passenger seat. “Let’s go.”

    “Who put you in charge?” Mu Qing complained, sliding into the driver’s seat and turning the key. “But for once you’re right. Let’s go.”

    They drove in tense silence, Feng Xin shuffling the debrief papers just for something to do.

    “Are you gonna read those out?” Mu Qing asked.

    “What, didn’t you wait to be briefed?” Feng Xin teased.

    “Of course I waited!” Mu Qing yelled. “Don’t read the papers, then! I don’t care!”

    “Oh, but since you asked so nicely…”

    “No! I don’t want to hear it!”

     

    OR: detective au, fq style

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    Satoru examined the options carefully. He pulled at the waistbands and material, testing for stretch; he hand-measured Nobara’s height and tried to calculate how much higher she was planning to grow; he pulled a pair from the rack and announced, “These ones. 100%.”

    Nobara looked scandalised. “Those look like they were made in the year 2000.”

    “That was a good year!”

    “Why are they so skinny? Who dresses like that??”

    “I have been known to-“

    “And oh my god, there aren’t even any pockets, what’s the point-“

    “I think it looks very-“

    “It’s so painfully millennial, I can’t even-“

    “If you don’t like it, put it back,” Satoru sniffed, handing her the jeans. She immediately shoved them back onto the rack and turned on her heel.

    “Let’s leave before you embarrass me any more.”

     

    OR: gojo & nobara go shopping ft. gojo being criminally millennial & nobara being criminally longsuffering

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    “Doesn’t this seem a little….unfair?” Asahi ventured, watching Suga frantically scribble the rules down so he wouldn’t forget.

    “What? No!” Suga drew a line at the bottom of the page for Hinata to sign along. “He said they weren’t stupid, I said they were, how else are we going to settle this?”

    “Don’t worry!” Hinata assured them both, happily writing his name. “’S only for a day, anyway!”

    “Ah-ah,” Suga chided. “You’ve signed the paper. Stop talking!”

    Hinata clamped a hand over his mouth and bowed his apology. “Swoosh?” he asked, pointing to the paper.

    “What are you on about,” said Suga; it wasn’t phrased like a question.

    “This is gonna go terribly,” Asahi groaned.

     

    OR: hinata agrees to only speak in sound effects for a day. of course, no-one can understand him - except kageyama??

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    These were simple tricks, maybe, but effective, making Kakeru whoop too loudly in the silent park. His voice echoed around; Yuki winced, thinking of his parents’ house not far from here, and the neighbours who complained about having a skate park so close. They would hate being woken by teenagers in the dead of night.

    Yuki was starting to like Kakeru.

    “Fine,” he huffed, when they’d been at this odd kind of practice for an hour. “I’ll teach you a trick.”

    Kakeru cheered. “Which one?!”

    Yuki grinned, slightly maliciously. “The most difficult one.”

     

    OR: Yuki's a long-time skater wilting under the control & pressure of his parents; his only release is skateboarding alone in his local park once night falls.
    Kakeru's a newcomer to skating, struggling through the fallout of losing his family's heirship and taking up skateboarding to keep his mind off it all.

    Somewhere along the line, they meet in the middle.

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    "I love you,” Feng Xin blurted, fiddling with her fingers.

    Mu Qing stared harder, narrowing his eyes a little like he was trying to figure out what she was saying. Feng Xin allowed him to scrutinise her, hoping he could see her sincerity or something and praying he didn’t ask a stupid question like ‘why?’.

    “Hmm,” said Mu Qing, which sounded an awful lot like the lead-up to a rejection. Feng Xin braced herself as Mu Qing opened his mouth-

    “I love you too, bro. Where’d this come from? Are you dying?”

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    OR: when feng xin finally works up the courage to confess to her childhood best friend mu qing, she realises he doesn't even see her as a girl!! what can she do to make him finally notice her, and - hopefully - accept her feelings?

    a tomo-chan is a girl! au.

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    All things considered, perhaps Levi should be grateful not to have to check on Eren for yet another night; he didn’t particularly enjoy trying to calm recently orphaned teenagers.

    He debated for a minute. Which would be worse: disturbing Yeager’s only night of peaceful sleep for months, or only finding out tomorrow morning that the kid died overnight?

    With a heavy sigh, Levi made his choice. He clanked the bolt open and stepped into Eren’s room.

    Well, the kid was definitely alive, alright; his breathing came in loud, dramatic gasps that reminded Levi of the time someone fell into a pond and almost drowned.

    “Oi, Yeager,” Levi said, not bothering to lower his voice. “Hey. Are you awake?” He advanced towards the bed, hand outstretched to jostle Eren awake.

    Eren whined; Levi could now see that the blankets had been thrown off completely, sweat covering the boy’s face and neck. He leaned down to peer at Eren’s face.

    “Hm,” he mused. “Ill.”

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    OR: eren's just a kid in an adult world, and gets sick from titan shifting. it's up to levi to protect him from repeating the experience.

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    “Feng Xin.”

    “Yeah…?”

    “What’s in your pocket.” It wasn’t phrased like a question.

    “Nothing!” Feng Xin began edging away from the front door, flattening his arms against the two lumps so Mu Qing couldn’t prod them as he passed.

    “You better not have started shoplifting!” Mu Qing called after him. Feng Xin waved him off and disappeared into his bedroom – which was his favourite place to hide things, Mu Qing knew. It was also a very stupid place to hide things, because it was Mu Qing’s bedroom too, and Mu Qing always found everything Feng Xin hid.

    In the end, curiosity won out and Mu Qing followed Feng Xin to the bedroom.

    Feng Xin was kneeling by a not-at-all-obvious pile of blankets, whispering to it.

    “Feng Xin.”

    Feng Xin jumped.

    “What’s under the blankets?” Mu Qing continued. Feng Xin blanched.

    “Drugs,” he said.

    There was a rustle under the blankets, and then a sound suspiciously like ‘quack’.

    “Did the drugs just quack at me?”

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    OR: the last thing mu qing expected was his husband to return from work with two ducks tucked under his arms because they were huddled at the side of the road looking “sad”....

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    “Your car’s not really built for these roads,” Feng Xin observed helpfully.

     

    “Thanks, Einstein,” Mu Qing huffed, and gripped the wheel tighter. “Now tell whoever owns this fucking horror movie set-up.”

     

    “That’d be me,” said Feng Xin tightly. “If by ‘horror movie set-up’ you mean my ranch.”

     

    After being sent to the countryside by his boss for being 'too stressy', Mu Qing must grapple with life's greatest problems: dirt, manual labour, and Feng Xin. But when a certain rancher starts to become the centre of Mu Qing's world, can he survive the worst problem of all - falling in love?

    OR: cowboy!feng xin, cityboy!mu qing, and the Struggle™️ of a lifetime

    Now with a playlist!

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    “I like it how it is,” Megumi said. “It looks cool.”

    “It does not look cool, it looks like I don’t brush your hair,” Gojo sighed. “At least let me separate this one,” he added, gesturing to the huge spike in the middle of Megumi’s head like an aerial.

    “No! That’s the one I did!”

    “I know. I only want to tweak it a little.”

    “You don’t want to tweak it, you want to ruin it!” Megumi pouted. “…Maybe tweak it a tiny bit.”

    “That’s all I ask,” Gojo agreed, beginning to gently separate the chunks of hair. “I wouldn’t want to stop you looking cool.”

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    OR: Gojo & Megs, from five to nineteen: silliness, bickering, and true found family

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    “Woah, you’ve really done yourself in this time, Megs,” said a vaguely impressed voice.

    Megumi’s eyes fluttered open, saw Gojo, and immediately closed. “Not today, thanks.”

    “Awh, Megumi, open your eyes for a sec,” Gojo whined. “I wanna check your temperature.”

    “You can do that with my eyes closed,” Megumi argued, eyes still closed. “I don’t have to look at you. My eyes already hurt.”

    “So you really are sick,” Gojo observed, whiny tone completely gone. “You won’t even tell me I’m being dramatic.”

    “You’re being dramatic.”

    “Too late now. Yuji, get the thermometer.”

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    OR: Megumi's sick, Yuji's kinda panicking, Gojo won't shut up, and Megumi just wants some goddamn quiet

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    “I can walk,” Megumi huffed. “Stop pushing me.”

    “I’m being encouraging and supportive,” Gojo argued, moving Megumi along. “And you’re late, so speed it up.”

    “It’s not my fault I’m late,” Megumi complained. “And we’re late every day, I’m pretty sure she’s used to it.”

    “Who’s used to it?”

    “Mrs Tachibana.”

    “Who’s she?”

    “My teacher, Satoru, who you met. Yesterday. At parents’ night.”

    “Ohhhh, is that who she was? I had no idea.”

    “I can’t tell if you’re kidding or not.”

    “Kidding? I never kid. I genuinely had no idea who she was.”

    “That doesn’t reassure me. At all.”

    “Why not? I was being 100% serious.”

    “That makes it worse.”

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    OR: meeting the teacher, feat. Megumi hating his life

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    “Now, now,” Nobara intervened. “You’re obviously similar, or you wouldn’t be having this argument.”

    “True,” Yuji affirmed. “You have, like, the same personality.”

    “Dude, I can’t be like Gojo. Gojo’s gay,” Megumi whispered. Gojo cackled.

    “Megumi, you are the biggest homosexual to have ever walked this earth. Next objection, please.”

    “Gojo’s annoying.”

    “So are you.”

    “He’s got no brain.”

    “False information.”

    “He’s always laughing in a super irritating way.”

    “And you’re always super apathetic. Same thing, different fonts.”

    “How is that the same thing-“

    “Point is,” Nobara interrupted, “You do have similarities. Ever heard of nature vs. nurture?”

    “No.”

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    OR: when you've been father and son for ten years, you tend to gain similarities ...

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    “Oh, I only put the boring ones on the wall,” Gojo shrugged. “He wasn’t meant to look like he was having fun.”

    “They would have taken me away,” Megumi nodded, re-entering the room. He handed Gojo a can as he passed.

    “They?”

    “The people,” Gojo said mysteriously. He opened the can, foam spurting everywhere. “Gumi! You shook up the can, didn’t you!”

    “Phrase it like a question and I might answer.”

    “Did you shake up the can?”

    “Yes.”

    “Called it.” Gojo took a sip, leaving him with a foam moustache. “But anyway, I have fun pictures somewhere. Maybe.”

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    OR: gojo has photo albums of megumi, and itadori HAS to see them

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    “I don’t like yellow,” Nanami argued. “Too loud.”

    Megumi stared meaningfully at his hair. “Suuure you don’t.”

    “I don’t,” Nanami insisted, trying not to lift a hand to cover his hair. “And yellow wouldn’t fit with my colour scheme, anyway.”

    Megumi hummed. “Blue, then. You like blue,” he added, nodding to Nanami’s shirt. “Do you know blue is the most common favourite colour?”

    Nanami ignored the jab – it was good to be ordinary, thank you very much – and put a pink flower decisively in his basket. “Pink.”

    “Very 2006,” Megumi nodded. “I see what you’re going for.”

    “I’m not ‘going for’ anything. It’s just the best flower.”

    “So it’s nothing, huh? The pink flowers, the loud patterns-“

    “You spend too much time with Gojo,” Nanami told him, swapping his flower for a yellow one.

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    OR: Nanami realises that Gojo really did raise this kid.

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    "What do you want for your birthday, Megs?"

    "Dunno."

    "Books?"

    "Nah."

    "Toys?"

    "I've already got toys."

    "Trip? Maybe to the zoo, or the aquarium, or-"

    "I don't wanna go anywhere with you."

    "You could go with Tsumiki, if you wanted. Or Shoko, or Nanami. Anyone, really."

    Megumi seemed to be thinking about it; Gojo did his best not to feel offended. No kid really liked their parents, right?

    "Nah," was what Megumi settled on.

    "Gumi, we only have a week. I'm begging you, tell me what you want for your birthday."

    "Anything's fine."

    Gojo sighed. He could feel a migraine coming on.

    "Cake? Do you want chocolate or something?"

    "Confetti cake."

    "Aha! Now we're getting somewhere!" Gojo wracked his brain for any previous mention of confetti cake, only to come up blank. It should be fine, right? Google was free. "Alright, so what presents do you want with your confetti cake?"

    "Dunno."

    Back to the cycle of doom.

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    OR: Megumi's turning ten, Gojo searches for the Ultimate Present, and we all wish we were part of the Gojo-Fushiguro house

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    Megumi shrugged. “I’m tired. I’m going to bed.”

    “Not so fast,” Gojo called, grabbing his arm as Megumi tried to walk past him. “It’s movie night.”

    “I don’t like movies,” Megumi lied.

    “Aw, that’s a shame,” Gojo sighed. He didn’t loosen his grip on Megumi’s arm. “Guess you’ll be miserable then.”

    “Already am,” Megumi informed him. Gojo snickered and dragged Megumi along as they began to make their way to his apartment.

    “You don’t get a choice here, ‘Gumi. It’s movie or nothing.”

    “And I can’t have nothing?”

    “Hey, you catch on quick. Only took you ten years!”

     

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    OR: JJK first years + gojo after a mission <3

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    Unfortunately, there is one problem that Gojo has yet to overcome, and he probably never will: being a sorcerer means taking hits. It means getting thrown through walls or dragged along concrete or getting half-eaten before your mission partner finds you. It means watching curses you've come to collect be eaten by random humans, it means having your best friend brought up for execution, it means sitting under bridges with blood streaming down your face.

    Gojo doesn't want any of that for Megumi. He's always warned him that the end is always nigh and to never let his guard down, but he doesn't want to find Megumi in a heap by the road, surrounded by unconscious civilians he'd managed to drag out of the building, cuts covering his eyes and bruises blossoming to signal broken ribs. He doesn't want to check for a pulse and only find a weak one, he doesn't want to check for breathing and not hear any.

    When he does, it's like his world has ended.

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    OR: what's the point of being untouchable if someone you love isn't?

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    "Yeah, yeah," Gojo waved, "Megumi's way more fun to mess with though."

    "You do seem to do that a lot," Nobara mused. "It's like you enjoy making him so mad he punches you."

    "That was once," Fushiguro pointed out.

    "Yeah, and?"

    "Alright, settle down," Gojo interrupted. "Megumi has been easy to annoy for as long as I've known him, it's too good to pass up."

    "It's not like you've known him for a long time, though," Yuji mused, "He's only 15." Even if Fushiguro had been at school before Yuji, it couldn't have been longer than a few weeks.

    "It feels like forever," Fushiguro groaned. He put his head down on the table; Gojo reached across to stroke his hair. Fushiguro slapped his hand.

    Maybe Yuji had been too fast to call favouritism. If he was Gojo, he would spend his time annoying Fushiguro too.

    Gojo's shit-eating grin had faded into a soft smile as Fushiguro scowled at him from across the table. "I bought you mochi," he offered. He held up a bag, separate from the mix-and-match bundle he'd brought for the rest of the school to share.

     

    Then again, maybe Yuji had been spot on.

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    OR: Gojo is Megumi's dad and Jujutsu Tech doesn't know....yet.

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