— Y/N was trying to live a simple, mundane life as a civilian. So how do they manage to always get wrapped up in the most dumbest of shits? OR OP! Y/N doesn’t want to be the center of focus.
Tommy never realized how dumb politicians are. He is in a meeting at the community house with Dream, Phil, Techno, Sam, George, Eret, who had been struggling for a solution to a year-long problem
Y/N, a special grade sorcerer who accompanies Yuji Itadori, has successfully tracked down this “Higuruma” Itadori has been so desperately trying to seek amidst these Culling Games. Y/N, a firm believer against the government, and Higuruma who is a lawyer with a court-like domain expansion and technique. Two forces clash, Itadori is trying his best. :’)
After a disastrous special-grade exorcism leaves a cathedral in ruins, Gojo, Geto, and the first years encounter Y/N—a notorious curse user calmly approaching. Known for a domain survivors describe as “being loved by a ghost,”
Yuta Okkotsu is picked up by Satoru Gojo after being in Africa, and meets the first years with Y/N, the Queen of Curses by his side. Those who know him (second years) are used to her. The first years aren’t.
“OBEY ME; SHALL WE DATE?” — In which Y/N isn’t the exchange student, but a demon of low level. Nothing of significance who simply watches from the sidelines.
“You’re a dumbass sometimes, Clay” “you just don’t understand my high IQ, y/n.” In which two streamers that unknowingly live next door as neighbors in the same apartment complex grow feelings for each other in real life; and somehow missing huge context clues they’re streamers that go live together constantly. OR dumb lovers don’t realize secret identity
Aurelia loves redstone, potions, chemistry- anything and everything. She’s a lady of much knowledge, not a jack of all trades; an ace of all trades. A master to all. She is an alter in Tommy, who is bodily 11. One day, Tommy decides he doesnt want to listen to boring planing, so Aurelia fronts for him during the meeting at the community house with Dream, Phil, Techno, Sam, George, Eret, who had been struggling for a solution to a year-long problem.
The first time Yuta saw the shadow, he blamed exhaustion. The second time, he stopped looking into mirrors after sunset. By the third, it was waiting for him outside his dorm, still as a gravestone beneath the glow of a flickering lamp. No face. No eyes. Just the silhouette of someone small with messy hair that swayed despite the absence of wind. It never spoke. It never reached for him. It simply watched. Yuta told no one. Because if it wasn’t a curse, then what was it? And if it wasn’t real… What did that say about him? The shadow followed him through quiet hallways and empty streets, always lingering a few steps behind, never crossing the invisible line between observer and companion. Sometimes, when loneliness settled over him like winter snow, he almost forgot to be afraid. Sometimes he caught himself glancing over his shoulder just to make sure it was still there. As if losing it would somehow hurt more than finding it. or, After one mission goes wrong, Yuta begins noticing a ghost that has spent years waiting for someone to finally look back.