Yuuji Itadori, THE guy of his school. Madly obsessed with the one loner that nobody noticed or knew. Someone who always kept to himself. Yuuji, desperately wanting to get close to him: had no idea what it would cost him. First book 😔 Hopefully you guys like it!

Fushiguro has always wanted to work in a hospital. He has always been eager of taking care of people. Itadori needs help. [Super irregular updates.] [Credits to all the artists of the art used, they do not belong to me! The cover was made by me, but not the art!]

Following the events of the final round, Till gets a second chance. Till has been given a second chance... Yet... What is his purpose for coming back?

Till's world is turned upside down when he finds gay porn in Ivan's browser history. Gay step-brother porn, specifically. Till isn't exactly having a great week. This is orginally titled -Emo twink stepbrother rides jock! XXX - Raventia on Ao3 but I felt it was too freaky for Wattpad. Unfortunately it was deleted, but I have published all the parts + 2 oneshots. Fanart not mine

Probably the heat. Because Hikaru wasn't taking in a single word. His eyes were somewhere else. Locked onto the side of Yoshiki's neck, where the sweat had gathered again, glinting just beneath the curve of his jaw. "You know," Hikaru said suddenly, "Your neck looks kinda beautiful right now." [ R 18 ] [ Yaoi ] [ Smut ] -cover official art, I'll change it to one I'm drawing soon

This story was written in 2021. It's AU 'itafushi' fanfic. They've known each other since high school. Yuuji(19) has had a crush on Megumi(20) since then, but couldn't confess to him. He decided to open up about his feelings to him two weeks ago on his birthday. But it didn't go as he planned... (Side characters are my imagination.) •ᴀʀᴛ ʙʏ: @/ᴛᴀᴍᴅᴜᴏɴɢ0203 ᴏɴ ɪɢ•

After the devastating loss of Yuuji and Megumi, their spirits find themselves unexpectedly transported to an alternate universe. Their lives are now wrapped around the spirit of others. However, the memories of their previous existence linger just out of reach, cloaked in a thick fog. Each touch serves as a key, unlocking long-buried emotions and memories. (art: @/ milkhatepage on tumblr)