2 Works by Zarty
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I Will Kiss Your Scars by Zarty
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
14 Jun 2026
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Summer is coming to an end, and Megumi Fushiguro feels as though he has been left behind with it.
In an apartment far too quiet, beside a father whose words wound far more than they comfort, the days pass and blur together until they become indistinguishable.
Something that has been festering for as long as he can remember slowly begins to resurface. His body grows weaker and feels less and less like his own. His thoughts become harder to silence, drowning the little resolve that had managed to keep him afloat until now.
And yet, despite all his efforts to disappear, certain eyes continue to linger on him.
Those of a boy with a smile far too bright. Those of a teacher who seems to see more than he should. And those of people he never learned how to let in.Some scars have been there all along, hidden beneath the surface.
But some people simply refuse to look away.
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Megumi Fushiguro has spent his entire life learning how to make himself forgettable. Unfortunately for him, it seems it's already too late to pretend he hasn't caught the attention of a certain pink-haired boy.
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J'embrasserai Tes Cicatrices by Zarty
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術��戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
07 Sep 2025
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[VERSION FRANÇAISE]
La journée est pleine de vie, à l’image d’un bel été qui bat son plein. Toute la ville semble en plein mouvement. Les plus jeunes hurlent à tue-tête sous les réprimandes sans convictions de leurs parents, les chiens aboient, les oiseaux chantent les mêmes mélodies et accompagnent les chansonnettes légères des artistes amateurs des rues et les bavardages enthousiastes autour des piques-niques dans les parcs, et alors tout le monde semble partager une bonne humeur commune.
Pourtant Megumi à l’impression qu’aucune vie ne circule à l'intérieur de l’appartement.
Il est allongé misérablement, sur le vieux canapé au cuir usé par le temps et la négligence, les yeux verts fixés au modeste plafond taché de suie et de graisse, il semble que toute trace d’existence est mise en pause à cet instant, dans ce salon. Peu importe l'animation, il règne ici une atmosphère de solitude qui ne peut être allégée par aucunes paroles, aucunes chansons et aucunes présences.