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Hugs That Burn

characters: Yoshiki Tsujinaka and Hikaru Indou

summary and warnings: trauma-related dreams, crying, fluff(?) to angst • yoshikis consciousness doesnt want to accept the fact that hikaru isnt himself anymore

notes: this was kinda half-assed since im getting burnt out sorry😭

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"Yoshiki-kun, good morning!"

A small weight was pressed to his chest, his eyes fluttered open.

Hikaru was on top of him, well, laying down on top of him. A bright smile was casted on the white-haired boys face. A smile that seemed human.

"Good morning, Hikaru..?"

Yoshiki-kun. Hikaru hasn't called him that since he-

Wait.

His eyes widened as he frantically ripped off Hikaru's shirt, the other boy nervously telling him to stop.

There wasn't a hole there.

Yoshiki pressed his head against Hikaru's collarbone and touched around his chest. It felt so real to him.

"Hikaru, I- I missed you."

"Whaddya mean? Ya make it sound like I died or somethin'."

Oh.

He cried.

Cried as Hikaru tried to console him, holding the sobbing boy gently and whispering random words into his ear, as if it would make a difference. It didn't. It didn't matter because Hikaru was still dead.

He has two fake Hikaru's now.

And the real one was never coming back.

So he stayed like that for a while, trying to calm down and just pretend it was actually the boy he knew. But he felt himself waking up.

"Don't make me leave, Hikaru. This is cruel!"

Dream Hikaru seemed confused.

"What do ya mean? This is your house."

But it didn't feel like home.

His bed felt heavy. And there he was.

Fake Hikaru 1.

"Morning, 'Shiki!"

The morning wasn't good. It didn't feel right anymore.

He slowly sat up and glanced at the stranger in his bed. The imposter pretending to be his best friend.

But as long as he had somewhat of his Hikaru, original or not, he supposed he would be fine.

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created by sunnywrotethis☆

2025

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sukuna who holds one of satorus hands late at night on their balcony, tracing the youngers arm with his free hand.

"why is it that you have so many scars?"

"there's a lot more."

sukuna scoffed.

"are you seeing things? for a sorcerer born with the six eyes you sure are-"

"theyre not on me, sukuna."

oh.

why did it feel like his heart was cracking?

maybe he should give satoru a hug.

ps: they ended up cuddling🩵❤️

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created by sunnywrotethis☆

2025

do not repost without permission, reblogs are okay

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tw! vent below the cut

i just wanna talk to someone.

have a real, honest, personal conversation. not one that only lasts a few seconds.

maybe that's because nobody wants to talk to me.

maybe im too boring, or too much.

maybe im too weird or too dry.

maybe its just all my fault that nobody wants to talk to me.

im sorry that i cant be normal. im sorry im imperfect and just wrong. im sorry im not made up to your expectations

i really want to be "human" what does that even mean?

like everyone else

but i guess i wasnt built for that

hes too precious for this world

asakusa!

i just want more attention.

i just wanna be reconigzed.

i want people to see me.

but the only way they will is if i hurt myself.

so maybe ill cut more often.

but that would be selfish of me.

so ill stick to craving for now.

"but it was a joke!" okay well your joke made me want to kms but thats fine since you were just joking ig

hhi guys it's basil!

sunny told me to write on this thing called a... tumblr? aren't those water bottles?

it's nice to meet you all! what are emojis? one just popped up on my screen... maybe I should press that smiley face button!

🌻

this is so cool! ive never had a phone before... ill have to thank sunny later!

goodbye friends!

gojo would be that one classmate who teases you about getting score 1% lower than him and then go into depression if you get a score .001% higher than his