ItaFushi Week 2025
Welcome to ItaFushi Week 2025! We're so excited to have you join us!
This collection is a space for fanworks created during the event. Please refer to our Twitter for the daily prompts, and make sure your submissions align with them.
Be sure to follow the rules outlined on our StrawPage when submitting. Keep in mind that this is a moderated collection, so your submission may not appear until it has been accepted by a maintainer.
If you have any questions, feel free to reach out to either of the mods on Twitter. We can't wait to see your amazing creations!
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Random works
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The Middle of Starting Over by Leniis
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
30 Jun 2025
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Yuuji continues talking with a sad smile on his face. “You know, not to pressure you or anything, it’s just that… It's been a week, and this is starting to scare the shit out of me.”
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Yuuji takes cares of Megumi while he dreams in his coma after Shinjuku
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After The Smoke Clears by itafushirkives
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
14 Jun 2025
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“If I’m not allowed to be loved by anyone else, then does that mean you love me enough to keep me?”
The words fell between them like a slow ripple, and for a moment, Megumi forgot how to breathe. He didn’t speak right away. He just stared at the sky, heart thudding traitorously in his chest. Then, voice low and even, he replied,
“I don’t need to keep you. You’ve already been here all along.”
Yuuji exhaled like he’d been holding that breath forever, a crooked grin spreading across his lips—fond and impossibly bright.
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Only by the intervention of a cursed cupid is what finally pushed two pinning idiots to confess after a painful 10 years long situationship.
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Opening his closet again, he sighs as he moves to lazily rifle through his clothes again when he spots something. Shuffling his clothes back, he sees the green crewneck sweatshirt he’d been looking for before he left, tucked back in his closet, all the way at the end.
“How the hell did I miss that?” He mutters to himself, shaking his head.
He goes to pull it out, when something stops him in his tracks. Something that he, of all people, would definitely notice. Hesitantly, he slowly brings the sweatshirt up to his nose, sniffing once and immediately jolts his head back.
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or Megumi keeps losing his sweatshirts, only for them to mysteriously reappear a few days later, smelling a little familiar.
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Of Toast and Trouble by earthtodora
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
06 Jul 2025
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Megumi just wanted a calm night shift at the clinic.
Unfortunately, a pink-haired firefighter, a stubborn dog, and a series of unfortunate events, conspire to ruin his plans.
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"Ashtray? Smokey Jr.? Fireball?"
Megumi sighed. This firefighter really was an idiot.
"How about..." Yuuji's eyes narrowed, and he pursed his lips. He seemed deep in thought. "Toast!"
"What?" Megumi said, taken aback.
"Toast. You know, because he's kinda crispy?"
Megumi opened his mouth. Then, he shut it. The dog tilted his head.
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beautifully clueless // cluelessly beautiful by cranberrybagel
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
08 Jul 2025
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Love is the one thing Megumi never intended to write about. Yet, every time her pen touches paper, Yuuji finds her way in, soft and loud and inevitable.
What begins as something else, a line about a city skyline or a thought about spring, always becomes about her, about the way she tucks her knees up on the couch when she’s tired, or the way she listens without interrupting, or the way her eyes catch the light, warm and gold at the edges, like the last breath of sunset before it disappears.
Yuuji had never set out to paint love before. But now, Megumi always ends up there on the waiting canvas. What begins as a scene—a window view, a cup of tea, a quiet morning—always becomes the starting point for a painting of her.
It turns into a full-length image of Megumi sitting at a table, folded into herself as she reads. Yuuji’s brush follows the way her wolfcut falls over her face, the inkiness of her blue eyes, the stillness in her that makes her the focal point of the room without even trying.
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Unable to bare their hearts out loud, Megumi writes Yuuji into poetry, and Yuuji paints Megumi into portraits.