“𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭

hii, hope ur alright! some1 recently requested a rin ff, the one with the calvin klein briefs and i wanted to ask if u could write one like that again but with isagi if thats okay!! thank you <3

“𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞?”

a/n: i loved the rin one so i am happy i can write an isagi one! however, i did make it a little different, with reader and isagi not dating in this one, but rather, just finding each other attractive + isagi def asks for your number after the shoot

listened to sativa while writing this so the title was def inspired by that song

(artist is louvbon on twitter)

you pride yourself on being a professional. you’ve worked in high-pressure sets, shot campaigns for big-name brands, captured images of people whose faces are plastered across billboards and subway walls. but nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared you for this shoot.

because standing in front of your lens right now, stretching his arms behind his head in a way that makes his abs flex on purpose, is isagi yoichi, japan’s soccer golden boy, international heartthrob, and apparently, the newest face of calvin klein.

in nothing but boxer briefs.

you’re holding your camera like it might catch fire, blinking furiously as if that’ll reboot your brain. maybe if you hit yourself hard enough with the lens, you’ll stop staring at the way the light hits his chest. or the subtle line that dips down past his hips. or how the calvin kleins are hanging just an inch lower than necessary to make your job very, very difficult.

“lighting okay?” he asks casually, running a hand through his already-messy hair. like this is any regular day. like he’s not the problem here.

you attempt to sound composed, professional. “yeah. uh. yeah, lighting’s great. very… lighty.”

lighty?

just kill me, you think. let the studio lights crash down on my head.

isagi’s lips twitch. “lighty, huh?”

you don’t answer. instead, you bury your face behind the camera and pretend to fiddle with settings you already fixed twenty minutes ago. you don’t need him knowing he’s throwing you off. he probably already suspects it, but you don’t need to confirm it.

but of course, he doesn’t let it go.

he steps closer, slow and easy, like a predator in no rush. “you sure you’re good? you look kinda… flustered.”

you scoff, stepping back with practiced nonchalance. “i’m not flustered. i’m just trying to work.”

“you’re blushing.”

“it’s hot in here.”

“it’s a temperature-controlled studio. with AC.”

you narrow your eyes at him. “isagi, can you please just go lean against the wall and look vaguely mysterious? brood. smolder. whatever it is models do.”

he laughs, laughs, like this is all a joke to him. “i’m not a model.”

“no, you’re worse,” you mutter under your breath. “you’re an athlete with no business being this good-looking.”

his eyebrows shoot up. “what was that?”

“nothing,” you say quickly, lifting your camera again. “pose, pretty boy.”

he does, finally, pressing his back to the wall, gaze smoldering (probably on purpose), muscles tensing in a way that makes you want to look away and also never stop looking. it’s unfair. he’s not even trying. how is that fair?

you adjust your angle, trying to stay in work mode. this is your job. you are here to take photos, not to mentally rank how kissable your subject’s lips look from this distance.

“you know,” he says suddenly, tone light, “you’re the first photographer i’ve worked with who can’t look me in the eye.”

you freeze, mid-shot. “… i can look you in the eye.”

“can you?”

you lower the camera slowly. meet his gaze. mistake. big mistake.

his eyes are stupidly dark blue. bright and playful and cocky as hell. and there’s a glint in them that tells you he knows. he knows exactly the effect he has on you.

you click your tongue, stepping back. “you’re distracting.”

he grins. “is that a compliment?”

“no. it’s a problem.”

“is it the abs?”

“it’s the ego.”

he laughs again, and it sounds like victory. “okay, okay. serious mode. what do you want me to do next?”

you inhale slowly, resisting the urge to throw your clipboard at him. “keep the shirt off. lean forward. hands behind your head.”

he raises a brow but follows your direction. you focus the lens. try to ignore the way his muscles move as he shifts. he looks like a damn sculpture. and somehow, despite being practically half-naked, he still looks so clean-cut, so isagi yoichi. the boy-next-door who just happens to be on the cover of every major sports magazine and now, your camera roll.

“so,” he says, voice low, “if this wasn’t a photoshoot, would you still be staring?”

you nearly choke.

“i– excuse me?”

“just curious.”

you lower the camera. “if this wasn’t a photoshoot, you’d be wearing a shirt.”

“and that would make it easier for you, huh?”

you blink. “you’re ridiculous.”

“you’re the one blushing.”

“you’re the one half-naked!”

he grins, utterly shameless. “you’re the one who told me to pose like this.”

you groan, covering your face with your hand. “this is the worst day of my professional career.”

“nah,” he says, smug, “i think it’s the best.”

you peek at him through your fingers. he winks.

you’re so doomed.

BONUS:

the shoot finally wraps, and you’re desperately trying to look like a person who wasn’t just mentally derailed for two hours straight. the assistants are packing up, the stylist’s asking isagi about his next match, and you're pretending to be very interested in organizing your memory cards even though you’ve already labeled them.

isagi walks over with that same relaxed confidence that’s been driving you insane since the moment he stepped on set. he’s dressed now, jeans and a hoodie, thank gosh, but somehow, that almost makes it worse. he looks too normal. too boyfriend-coded. the kind of guy you’d see in a café and immediately text your best friend about.

“hey,” he says, hands tucked in his pockets. “thanks for today. you made it fun.”

you glance up from your equipment, doing your best to keep it casual. “oh? you mean despite me almost combusting on the spot every five minutes?”

he chuckles, leaning slightly toward you. “i thought it was charming.”

you roll your eyes, lips twitching. “you would.”

there’s a beat. a quiet moment between you, tucked in the noise of the studio tear-down. and then he scratches the back of his neck, almost shy for once.

“listen… if you’re not already seeing someone, maybe you could text me some of the shots when they’re ready?” he says, almost too smoothly, then adds, “and maybe, like… something that’s not work-related too.”

you stare at him, blinking. “are you seriously using the ‘send me the photos’ line to get my number?”

he shrugs, grinning. “i figured i’d keep it on theme.”

you hesitate… then pull your phone from your pocket and hand it to him. “fine. but if you send me shirtless mirror selfies, i’m blocking you.”

“no promises,” he says, typing quickly before handing it back. “i’m more of a candid guy, anyway.”

you glance at your screen. yoichi isagi ⚽📸

he even added a little camera emoji.

you groan. “you’re the worst.”

“but i’m still getting a text, right?”

“we’ll see,” you say, walking away.

and you don’t see it, but he’s smiling the whole way out.

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favourite colour(s): light blue

favourite flavour(s) : sweet, sour, spicy

favourite genre(s) : thriller, fantasy

favourite music : kpop, opm, mitski, laufey

favourite movie(s) : i haven’t watched one in a while but maybe harry potter and the the prisoner of azkaban

favorite series : bungou stray dogs, moriarty the patriot

last song : dance in the game by zaq

last movie : romeo and juliet (for my eng class 💀)

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favourite colour(s): every shade of blue

favourite flavour(s): cinnamon, cherry, teriyaki

favourite genre(s): fantasy, magical realism, mystery

favourite music: honestly I'll listen to pretty much anything, from hard rock to classical music, but I have a special preference for 80s hits and Japanese indie

favourite movie(s): Pride and Prejudice (2005), Howl's Moving Castle, Shrek 2

favourite series: Good Omens, One Piece, Haikyuu!!, Gravity Falls

last song: Your body is a weapon by The Wombats

last movie: Glass Onion

currently reading: The house in the cerulean sea by TJ Klune

currently watching: One Piece, Buddy Daddies

currently working on: in a creative sense, working on a zosan royal au fic, several fanart pieces and a few fantasy au concepts I'm excited about; in a personal sense, working on my insecurities, hoping to improve my lifestyle by trying sports for the first time (kendo, specifically!) and studying for a competitive exam

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5 months ago

WHAT IF I CRIED

“gojo-sensei.”

megumi calls him softly. a rare tenderness underneath his stoic nature. the annoyance gone towards the man who raised him for the last twenty years.

a smile quirk up on satoru's lips. amused at megumi's surprising behavior towards him. he didn't say anything. remaining silent as he continued to speak.

“things happened a lot and i thought, although you're going to be annoying about it.” megumi swallows like his throat had gone dry before continuing. “i'm a father now.”

you slowly gave your baby to your husband. megumi gentle cradled the newborn in his arms before showing it to his teacher. “you're going to be a pain in the ass if i told you but meet, satoru.”

gojo's eyes widened. a chuckle escaping his lips at he looks at megumi. it seems like yesterday megumi was so little and now mature. a father now.

the baby let out a gentle coo. his eyes that are yet to open fluttered. “ (y/n) and i decided to name our kid from you.” megumi looks behind you and you smiled. resting your jaw in his shoulder as you caress the head of your child with megumi. “it's all thanks to you. pestering me and (y/n) and we have a kid now. i know i wasn't a good kid but thank you for the years you've raised me and tsumiki. looking out for me and (y/n). please do continue looking out for us and to our child.”

“now, now — megumi. don't get too emotional on me but —” a tear pooled at the corner of gojo's eyes. threatening to fall at any moment now. touched at megumi's words. “after all these years, you've gotten kind at me!” he dramatically speak. faking to faint before returning to his relaxed expression. “don't worry about it, you can always count on me.” he smiles. ruffling megumi's hair.

the wind gently blew in the open air. the leaves swaying on the branches and megumi feels light, contented. staring at the tombstone where his sensei was laid to rest after the shibuya incident. it's been years and the first thing he did after weeks of you giving birth was to introduce his child to his sensei, who stepped up as his father.

megumi didn't forget him. where everyone moved on and continued with their lives, megumi didn't forget his sensei who was dear to him. he wouldn't admit it.

“thank you for everything, gojo-sensei.”

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2 months ago

Jujutsu Kaisen: Getting Their Attention

Characters: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Yuji, Megumi

Genre: fluff (?)

Content: what kind of person would pique their interest in a crowd

𝙶𝚘𝚓𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚞

be outstanding, be unapologetic

even outside the jujutsu circle, most people are intimidated by Satoru, which is why someone who isn't, catches his attention

someone who doesn't let others influence their flow, who does their own thing, uncaring of authority or status

also someone who matches his freak - someone confident who isn't intimidated by limelight

it's not about extroversion or being very social, just about not caring about other's opinions and being unapologetically true to oneself

𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚂𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚞

be unique, be brave

the ordinary and submissive don't matter much to him

for his attention, be different, be something he doesn't see and loathe every day

and be it with confidence

bravery and daring intrigue him as much as something out of the ordinary would

he appreciates people with a strong personality, someone who prioritizes self-expression over fitting in

𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘

be mindful, be kind

someone who has a certain light in their eyes, someone with a specific kind of easiness in their movements

where he can see that person is appreciating even this small insignificant moment

because he struggles to find meaning or much joy in his everyday life, people who do naturally intrigue him

also, someone who has an easy time being friendly toward strangers

𝙵𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚃𝚘𝚓𝚒

be imperious, be unshaken

someone who's there to get shit done without dicking around

someone unimpressed by their surroundings, focused on their goal

I assume he'd be intrigued by an observer, someone who remains in the background and exceeds silent confidence

it shouldn't be a forced self-sureness though, but rather something relaxed, a deep-rooted trust in one's abilities

𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒 𝚈𝚞𝚓𝚒

be yourself, be unfiltering

Yuji is a very observant person, most people in the room have his attention and goodwill

but to stand out even amongst those, Yuji needs to see someone unafraid to be themselves

someone who laughs like they're the only person in the room, someone who doesn't filter what they say, someone who wears their heart and thoughts on their sleeve

it's not even about extroversion, it's just about being comfortable in one's skin

𝙵𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝙼𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚒

be genuine, be charismatic

I think he's one to find someone opposite of him intriguing

someone a little social, but not too much, never afraid to strike up a conversation and be friendly with all kinds of people

but sincerity is important to him

he can tell when someone pretends to be something they're not, when a smile is faked, a word spoken with wrong intent

which makes him all the more interested in someone, who walks through the world with purity in their heart and an open soul

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