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You Are My Sunshine (Nanami x Fem Reader)

I AM SO SORRY GUYS, BUT THIS WILL CONTAIN ANGST!!!! While writing this, I was bawling my eyes out. Yes yes I know I did this to myself, so I thought I would let you guys join the ride. Enjoy and read this if you dare :)

Nanami winced in pain as he collapsed into Y/N's arms. The severe burns that covered his body told a tale of a fierce battle against cursed spirits, a battle that had taken its toll on his once steadfast demeanor. Y/N's heart pounded with a mixture of fear and determination as she cradled him, her hands trembling with a desperate need to heal the man she loved.

"Nanami, hold on." she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of anguish and determination. She activated her Reverse Cursed Technique (RCT), the energy enveloping her hands with a soft, ethereal glow. With each gentle touch, she tried to channel the healing power, hoping the wounds would heal and the pain to subside.

Nanami's breaths were labored, but he managed a weak smile, "Y/N, I knew you'd find me…” She looked at her lover with worry and concern written all over her face.

“You’ll be fine Nanami, just deep brea-” She was cut off when Nanami began to speak.

“We never traveled to Malaysia together.”

“We will go to Malaysia Nanami, don’t say those things.” She said as she tried to hold back tears.

“Sing to me, please Y/N. That is all I want right now.” He said weakly, knowing he would not recover from his injuries. He was tired, too tired to keep going.

Nanami's request caught Y/N off guard, but she nodded through her tears, doing her best to steady her voice as she sang, her hands still trying to use RCT, hoping she would be able to do something to keep him.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine." she sang softly, her fingers running through Nanami's hair with a tenderness that spoke of countless shared moments. The melody filled the empty corridor, a haunting backdrop to the farewell that loomed ahead.

"You make me happy when skies are gray." Y/N continued, her voice cracking with the weight of sorrow. She tightened her grip on Nanami, as if holding onto the fading notes of their love.

Nanami managed a faint smile, his eyes closing as the pain began to subside, if only momentarily. He found comfort in the melody, a melody that had accompanied them through laughter, tears, and the quiet moments between.

"You'll never know, dear, how much I love you." Y/N sang, her voice breaking as she leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Nanami's forehead. The room seemed to hold its breath, as if time itself paused to witness the final verses of a love song.

A serene calm settled over Nanami's features as Y/N's voice trembled through the last lines of the song. "Please don't take my sunshine away." she whispered, her heartache laid bare in those words.

The soft glow of Y/N's healing technique enveloped them both, a final attempt to defy the inevitable. But Nanami, with a peaceful acceptance in his eyes, shook his head ever so slightly.

"Thank you, Y/N," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper now. "For being my sunshine."

As the last echoes of the song faded away, so did the light in Nanami's eyes. Y/N held him in her arms, the weight of grief crashing down upon her. The corridor, once filled with the ethereal glow of healing, now felt cold and empty.

Tears streamed down Y/N's face as she clung to the memory of his warmth. She knew Nanami had found solace in her song, a serenade that accompanied him into the quiet unknown.

"You'll always be my sunshine, Nanami." she whispered, her voice a fragile echo in the silence that followed. She pressed a final kiss to his lips, a bittersweet farewell to a love that transcended the boundaries of time and space.

In the quiet halls of the train station, Y/N cradled Nanami's lifeless form, the remnants of their love lingering in the air like the fading notes of a heartbreaking melody.

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Opposites Attract (Ryomen Sukuna x Fem Reader)

Authors note: I am so sorry I took so long to write another story! I hope you enjoy this one. I noticed a lot of you loved my other Sukuna oneshot, so I am here with another one for you guys! Sukuna once again is a loving husband to his wife, but he still teases her and has his snarky comments. Very fluff filled!!!!!!!!!

Authors note pt 2: Sukuna in this looks like his OG human form, but without the extra arms and eyes. HE LOOKS DIFFERENT FROM YUJI! But yeah, that's how I imagine he looks in this. Also, this is in a modern au with no sorcery.

Word Count: 1470

In a quiet, modern society, far removed from the supernatural world of curses and sorcery, Ryomen Sukuna was leading a completely ordinary life. He was married to a wonderful woman named Y/N, who was the complete opposite of him in many ways. She was the antithesis of her husband, radiating warmth and kindness wherever she went. Her sunny disposition was like a beacon of light that thawed his icy exterior. Despite his moody and unpredictable behavior, she knew he loved her deeply. She could see it in the way his eyes softened when he looked at her, in the subtle smiles he reserved for her alone. Even when he called her "brat", she knew he meant well.

Their life together was filled with ordinary, everyday moments that were just perfect for the two of them. Ryomen Sukuna's work was demanding, but as soon as he stepped through the door of their cozy home, he was a different man. He shed the weight off the world outside and transformed into a cuddly, affectionate husband. Although his verbal comments didn't change much, the physical transformation showed the other side to this man. The two practically followed each other around the house, sharing meals, watching TV, Y/N sitting with him in the garage while he worked on a project, or simply enjoying each other's company.

One sunny afternoon, Ryomen Sukuna returned home from work, expecting the usual warm greeting from Y/N. However, the house was eerily silent, and he couldn't hear her familiar laughter or the clatter of pots in the kitchen. Concerned, he called out for her, but there was no response.

Worry gnawed at Ryomen Sukuna as he made his way through their home, his search for Y/N intensifying with every step. He finally found her in the bathroom, lying on the floor beside the bathtub. She had slipped and fallen while trying to step out of the shower, and a pained grimace distorted her usually radiant face.

Rushing to her side, Ryomen Sukuna's heart filled with alarm as he gently rubber her shoulders, moving some wet strands of hair out of her face. "Y/N, what happened?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to explain through the pain, "I slipped when I got out of the shower. I think I hurt my tailbone. It hurts so much, Ryomen."

Sukuna's normally stoic demeanor melted away in an instant as he held Y/N close, his worry for her evident in his eyes. "Don't worry, Y/N. I've got you." he whispered softly, his hands cradling her with the utmost care. Gently, he picked her up, walking into their room as he laid her slowly onto their bed.

With a loving tenderness that Y/N had seen countless times in their relationship but never ceased to amaze her, he gently examined her, trying to determine the extent of her injury. He frowned when he realized that her fall had indeed injured her tailbone, the skin around her lower back already starting to bruise and swell. "I will call the doctor and see if he can come over." Before calling the doctor, he got her dried off and dressed in bed, trying to keep her in as little discomfort as he could.

"I love how quickly you go from 'I hate you brat.' too, 'I love you so much and I am going to take great care of you.'" Y/N said with a small smile.

Ryomen chuckled softly, his eyes filled with both relief and affection as he continued to fuss over Y/N. "Well, it's not every day that my wife takes a tumble in the shower, now is it? I can't have you in pain, Y/N." he replied, his voice laced with sincerity. "And you know I don't hate you, brat. You mean the world to me."

"I know you don't hate me. But 'I hate you brat' just translates to 'I love you' in your own way. I'm right Ryo, I know I am."

Ryomen smiled at Y/N's understanding, grateful that she knew him so well. "You're absolutely right." he admitted, his fingers gently brushing her cheek. "I may not always express it the way you do, but my love for you is immeasurable. You're the best thing that ever happened to me."

As he spoke, he gently brushed a strand of Y/N's hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. The doctor arrived shortly after, and Ryomen stayed by Y/N's side throughout the examination and treatment. Once the doctor left, Y/N was pretty disappointed with the results. "Of course the only way to take care of a broken tailbone is to do nothing! All I can do is take pain medicine and lay in bed!" Y/N said with heavy annoyance in her voice.

Sukuna couldn't help but chuckle at Y/N's frustration. "Well, it looks like you have a perfect excuse to be pampered now. Just next time, ask me to be pampered instead of slipping in the bathroom, clutz." he teased gently, his fingers tracing comforting patterns on her hand. "But, you can catch up on all those books you've been wanting to read, so that's a plus in a way."

Y/N couldn't help but smile through the pain, her heart warmed by her husband's care and light-hearted teasing. "I guess you're right, Ryo. I'll have plenty of time to catch up on my reading, and I won't have to lift a finger for a while."

"............Nerd." He responded back to her. He wasn't the biggest reader, so he had every right to call her that.

Y/N playfully swatted his arm, despite the pain in her tailbone. "Well, at least this 'nerd' won't have to worry about tripping over her own feet anymore." she retorted, her eyes sparkling with humor.

Ryomen chuckled and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her forehead. "That's true. I'll make sure to keep a close eye on you, my accident-prone girl." he said, his voice full of affection.

Over the next week, Sukuna took time off work to spend time with his injured wife. From cooking meals, helping her into the bathroom, or even reading to her when she begged him to do so, he was there for her.

Their days together turned into a blend of laughter, occasional teasing, and heartfelt conversations. Y/N's injury had brought them even closer, and the constant care and attention from Sukuna made her heart swell with love.

One evening, as they sat on their bed, Y/N couldn't help but reflect on how fortunate she was to have him in her life. "You know, Ryo," she began, her voice filled with gratitude, "I don't know what I'd do without you. You've been my rock through all of this."

Ryomen smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. "And I don't know what I'd do without you either, Y/N. Although we are quite literally opposites in demeanor and personality, I guess the saying that opposites attract is true."

Y/N leaned her head on his shoulder, a contented sigh escaping her lips. "I guess I'm lucky to have a grumpy, moody husband who turns into a big softie when I'm hurt." she teased.

Sukuna chuckled, his hand gently stroking her hair. "Well, you're stuck with me, brat. And I wouldn't have it any other way." After a few moments of sitting together in a comfortable silence, Sukuna looked down at his wife. "You stink. Let me help you shower so you don't slip and fall. Clumsy brat."

Y/N only rolled her eyes with a soft smile. "You helped me shower the other day, I know I don't stink that bad."

His lips curved into a smirk as he teasingly replied, "You've been in bed for a whole week practically. Yeah you got of bed, but that was to go pee, take a shit, or shower. You definitely stink." He then added more seriously, "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're safe and sound. I've got you."

Y/N chuckled, grateful for his unwavering support and love. "I suppose I can't argue with that. Thanks for taking such good care of me, Ryo." He smiles, responding to her. "It's my job, brat."

As he helped her to the bathroom, they both knew that even though they were different in so many ways, their love was a bond that nothing could break. Y/N's injury had brought them closer, and they were determined to cherish each other for the rest of their days, no matter how opposite they might be from each other.

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Hey guys! I am so sorry I haven’t been active. I got my wisdom teeth removed, and recovery has been pretty bad so I’m taking time off writing. I will hopefully have a chapter up on Monday or Tuesday! Love you all❤️

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Arrangement (Satoru Gojo X Fem Reader)

Synopsis: Gojo and Y/N had been forced into an arraigned marriage by their families. At first, they absolutely hated each other. But as time went on, they slowly began to see something blossom in their relationship.

Warning: Very discreet smut at the end. It doesn't go into heavy detail

Word Count: 1816

In a world where powerful jujutsu sorcerers upheld ancient traditions and fought against curses that threatened humanity, two individuals found themselves entwined in a most unusual fate. Satoru Gojo, the head of the prestigious Gojo clan, was a legendary figure in the jujutsu world. He was the first person in four hundred years to be born with the coveted Limitless and the rare Six Eyes techniques. These extraordinary abilities made him not only a formidable force in battle but also the bearer of immense responsibility to pass down these unique talents to his offspring.

On the other side of this intricate tapestry, there was Y/N. Hailing from a renowned family with a long lineage of powerful sorcerers, she possessed both a strong technique and pure bloodline, qualities that made her one of the most sought-after brides in the jujutsu society. As fate would have it, the Gojo clan and Y/N's family, recognizing the potential of combining their strengths, agreed to an arranged marriage between Satoru and Y/N.

At first, their union was anything but harmonious. Both Satoru and Y/N were fiercely independent and stubborn, and the forced marriage left them feeling like pawns in their families' grand designs. "I hope you know that I am not EVER getting close to you!" Y/N said, pushing the male away from her as they bickered.

Satoru chuckled, leaning against the wall of their new shared residence. "Oh, I'm not exactly thrilled about this either, you know. But we're stuck with each other, at least for a while."

Y/N scoffed, looking away from him as she folded her arms. "You don't seem upset about this at all! This whole 'I'm perfect' facade you display isn't affecting me, Satoru."

Satoru's smirk didn't waver. "Well, I have to keep up appearances, don't I? Being the head of the Gojo clan and all. But trust me, Y/N, I'd rather be anywhere else right now." Y/N stuck her tongue out at him and sent Satoru the finger before she left the room, not wanting to be near him at all.

As the first few days of their marriage together were marked by such confrontations and icy silences. Satoru continued with his nonchalant attitude, seemingly unfazed by the tension between them, while Y/N tried to maintain a stoic facade. But as time passed, they couldn't help but be curious about the person they were bound to.

One day, as Satoru practiced his jujutsu techniques in their training room, Y/N couldn't help but watch him. She had to admit that he was incredibly skilled. The way he moved was almost like a dance, graceful and precise. She couldn't deny that she was impressed, even if she would never say it out loud.

Satoru caught her watching and raised an eyebrow. "Impressed, Y/N?"

She blushed, looking away. "Don't get too full of yourself, Satoru. I was just... observing."

Satoru walked over to her, his steps almost as graceful as his jujutsu. "You know, you could learn a thing or two from me. We don't have to be enemies here, you know. We're both in this together."

Y/N hesitated but eventually nodded. "Fine, teach me something then. But, this doesn’t mean anything!"

And so, an unusual alliance began to form. Satoru began teaching Y/N some advanced jujutsu techniques, and she proved to be a quick learner. They trained together, sometimes arguing but gradually coming to understand each other's strengths and weaknesses.

As their skills improved, their bond deepened. They found themselves sharing stories of their families, their dreams, and their frustrations with the arranged marriage. They began to see each other as individuals, not just as representatives of their clans.

One evening, as they sat on the rooftop of their shared residence, watching the stars, Y/N broke the silence. "You know, Satoru, maybe this arranged marriage wasn't such a bad idea after all."

Satoru turned to her, surprised. "Really? You've come a long way from 'I'm not EVER getting close to you.'"

Y/N chuckled softly, her eyes fixed on the night sky. "Yeah, well, it turns out you're not as insufferable as I first thought. And your jujutsu skills are pretty impressive, I have to admit."

Satoru grinned, his signature smirk lighting up his face. "Well, I always knew I was irresistible."

Y/N rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile in return. It was moments like these, when they could just be themselves, that made their unusual bond so special. Over time, their partnership evolved into a genuine friendship, which caught the both of them by surprise.

One day, both of them were sent on a mission. Even though Satoru had the skills to do this by himself, and Y/N as well, they still went together on this mission. Y/N looked at Satoru as they walked along an abandoned hospital. "Satoru, why haven't we found the curse yet?" She groaned in boredom.

Satoru smirked, his Six Eyes activated, scanning the surroundings for any trace of curses. "Patience, Y/N. Curses have a way of hiding in the most unexpected places. Besides, this is a good opportunity for us to work as a team."

Y/N nodded, realizing that he was right. Despite their rocky start, she had come to rely on Satoru's experience and wisdom in the world of jujutsu sorcery. "You know, I never thought I'd say this, but I'm kinda glad we're partners."

Satoru chuckled. "I never thought I'd hear you say that either. But I have to admit, I enjoy our time together, even if it was forced."

As they continued their search, they finally sensed a presence deep within the hospital. The two sorcerers exchanged a knowing glance and followed the eerie aura to its source. Inside a decrepit operating room, they found a powerful curse, a grotesque and gross curse. It was easily a grade one curse, maybe a bit higher.

Satoru and Y/N immediately went into action, unleashing their jujutsu techniques in a synchronized assault. Their teamwork was flawless, a testament to the bond they had developed through their training and shared experiences. The curse put up a fierce fight, but with their combined strength, they managed to exorcise it within a short period of time, banishing the malevolent spirit from the world.

As they caught their breath, Satoru and Y/N exchanged triumphant glances. "Not bad for an arranged marriage, huh?" Satoru quipped.

Y/N laughed, feeling a genuine sense of accomplishment and camaraderie with her unexpected partner. "Yeah, not bad at all." She said, giving her husband a fist bump.

A few months later, the two had become unexpectedly close, so close that the title of “friends” was far away from them. The students and teacher at Jujutsu High saw how differently the two acted towards each other. When school was over, they would flirt with each other on the school grounds, and from time to time, they would even hold each other's hands. At the moment, Satoru said some corny pickup line, which resulted in Y/N lightly slapping his shoulder. "Satoru that was terrible!"

Satoru chuckled, clearly not deterred by Y/N's playful reaction. "Come on, Y/N, you secretly love my cheesy pickup lines. Admit it."

Y/N rolled her eyes, but there was a warm and affectionate glint in her gaze. "Maybe, just maybe, I find them endearing in a weird way."

Satoru grinned and leaned in closer, their faces inches apart. "You see, Y/N, I've been trying to win you over with my charm from day one."

Y/N blushed but didn't pull away. "And I've been pretending to be unimpressed all this time. Maybe you're not as irresistible as you think."

Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss, sealing the unspoken feelings that had been growing between them. Their arranged marriage had turned into a partnership, and that partnership had blossomed into a deep and passionate love.

As they pulled away, Satoru whispered, "You know, I might have been skeptical about this arranged marriage at first, but now, I can't imagine my life without you."

Y/N smiled, her heart full of warmth. "I feel the same way, Satoru..." She looked around, then whispers to the male. "We haven't consummated the marriage yet, and it has been about six months since we have gotten married. Do you want to "officially" seal the deal when we get home?" She said with a blush on her face.

Satoru's eyes widened at her suggestion, and he chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, Y/N, I suppose it's about time we make our marriage official in every sense of the word. Let's go home, and we'll make sure it's a night to remember."

They shared a playful yet passionate look, knowing that their bond had evolved far beyond the circumstances that brought them together.

And so, Satoru and Y/N returned to their shared residence, their hearts filled with love and anticipation. As they closed the door behind them, the world faded into the background, and their focus shifted entirely to each other.

The room was dimly lit, with the soft glow of candles casting flickering shadows on the walls. Satoru had taken the time to create a romantic atmosphere, a stark contrast to their bickering and fighting at the start of the marriage. He approached Y/N with a tender smile and took her hand, leading her to the center of the room.

They stood face to face, their gazes locked. The unspoken love and desire that had been building between them since the beginning of their partnership now hung heavily in the air. Satoru leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in a passionate kiss, a promise of the love they were about to share.

Their clothes slowly found their way to the floor as they moved closer together, their touches becoming increasingly intimate. Satoru's hands traced the contours of Y/N's body, igniting a fire within her that she never knew existed. Y/N's hands, in turn, explored Satoru's sculpted physique, reveling in the sensuous connection between them.

Time seemed to stand still as they gave themselves to each other, their love and desire intertwining in a powerful embrace. Their union was more than just a physical act; it was the culmination of their journey from reluctant partners to passionate lovers.

As they lay entwined in each other's arms, their breathing slowed, and they gazed at one another with a deep and abiding love. It was a love that had grown from an unlikely beginning, born of an arranged marriage, and had now blossomed into something beautiful and real.

Satoru whispered softly, "I love you, Y/N. With all my heart."

Y/N smiled, her eyes filled with affection. "I love you too, Satoru. I'm so grateful that fate brought us together."

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Flames (Choso x Fem Reader)

Authors note: In honor of today's episode, I am going to write another Choso x Reader! I literally love this man so much, he deserves so much love and appreciation. Also, this chapter kinda goes hand in hand with the manga and kinda goes a little off track with the manga. So it is half and half with the events in the manga. You will see when you read it.

Synopsis: Y/N and Choso have been together for quite some time. When the fight between Sukuna and Jogo takes place, fire is spread everywhere. Y/N tries to save as many people as she can out of burning buildings. But after Choso realizes Y/N is late to the spot they were supposed to meet at, he just knows something is wrong.

Word count: 1411

The Shibuya Incident had erupted into an inferno of chaos and devastation. Flames raged throughout the streets, buildings crumbled, and the air was thick with despair. Amidst this chaos, Choso Kamo and Y/N found themselves on opposite sides of the battle. Choso, who is one of the Cursed Wombs, was born into the world of curses and was brought up to fight against humans and sorcerers. Choso had just fought against Yuji not long ago, and learned that Yuji was his younger brother after having a vivid memory that never happened. He thought long and hard on this newfound discovery. After coming to a conclusion, he was questioning his loyalty after Kenjaku lied to him about his younger brother. Which only meant his allegiance could possibly align with Y/N’s. Y/N, on the other hand, was a dedicated sorcerer, determined to protect innocent lives from the curses that threatened to consume them.

Despite their opposing allegiances, Choso and Y/N shared a love that transcended the boundaries of their roles. It was a love they kept hidden, their stolen moments together a precious secret in a world torn apart by violence.

The fight between Sukuna and Jogo had unleashed a wave of destructive flames that engulfed the city. Y/N, with her innate sense of duty, had taken it upon herself to help save as many human lives as she could. She dashed into buildings, guiding terrified citizens to safety, and doing her best to extinguish the fires. But the situation grew increasingly perilous, and Choso couldn't help but worry for her safety as he was contemplating his allegiance to Kenjaku.

After what felt like an eternity, Choso noticed that Y/N had been gone for a long time. They were supposed to meet at a dedicated spot at a certain time. A gnawing sense of dread gripped his heart. His instincts told him something was wrong. Without a second thought, he decided to search for her. Amidst the chaos, he couldn't let her face this danger alone.

Choso's search led him to a partially collapsed building, smoke billowing from its windows. He sensed her presence inside, and the urgency to find her grew even more intense. He rushed in, the heat and smoke threatening to choke him.

Amidst the wreckage, he finally found Y/N. She had helped the last of the trapped humans escape, but the flames had her cornered, leaving her with no way out. Her protective barrier from her technique flickered, struggling to hold back the searing fire. Y/N coughed, her vision blurred by smoke and exhaustion before she passed out.

Choso's heart sank as he saw Y/N's vulnerable form amidst the fiery chaos. Without a second thought, he charged towards her. Using his cursed energy, he created a protective barrier around himself, shielding his body from the scorching heat and smoke. His unique ability, the Blood Manipulation Cursed Technique, allowed him to control his own blood and solidify it into powerful weapons. He clenched his fists, summoning blood-formed weapons that cleared a path through the flames, creating a safe zone around Y/N.

Gently, Choso scooped Y/N into his arms, her limp body feeling delicate against his curse-enhanced strength. He quickly carried her out of the burning building, his barrier protecting them both.

As Choso emerged from the wreckage, the raging flames lapped at the edges of his protective barrier, but he held firm, determined to get Y/N to safety. He could feel her faint breath against his chest, a sign that she was still alive, though unconscious.

Outside, the battlefield had only intensified. The clash between Sukuna and Jogo had reached its peak, and the consequences of their titanic battle were devastating.

Desperation gripped Choso as he scanned the burning cityscape for a safe haven. He spotted a nearby park, relatively untouched by the chaos, and made his way there. Once he reached the park, he gently laid Y/N on a bench, her form still shielded by his barrier.

Choso's eyes were filled with worry as he watched Y/N's unconscious form. Her face was smeared with soot, her hair disheveled, but she still looked as beautiful as ever. He knew he had to wake her up, to make sure she was okay. But as he tried to rouse her, the magnitude of the situation bore down on him.

The park, though a momentary refuge, wouldn't remain safe for long. The battle between Sukuna and Jogo was escalating, and the unleashed curses threatened to spread, even reaching the park's boundaries. Choso needed to make a decision, and fast.

He glanced down at Y/N, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she began to stir. Choso felt a glimmer of hope, but he also knew that she was in no condition to fight or protect herself. The battle between sorcerers and curses was a relentless one, and she needed to be kept out of harm's way.

Choso gently brushed a strand of soot-covered hair from Y/N's face and leaned down, placing a tender kiss on her forehead. "Y/N, you need to wake up." he whispered, his voice filled with urgency. Her eyelids slowly fluttered open, and she gazed up at him, disoriented.

"Choso? What... what happened?" Y/N mumbled, still groggy from her ordeal.

"We're in the middle of a battlefield." Choso explained, his eyes filled with concern. "You passed out due to the smoke and exhaustion. I got you out of there, but we're not safe yet."

As the realization of their dire situation dawned on her, Y/N pushed herself into a sitting position. She winced as she felt the lingering effects of smoke inhalation. She coughed harshly, but determination burned in her eyes. "We have to help. There are people out there who need us."

Choso reached out, gently cupping her cheek, his thumb tracing a soot mark on her skin. "I know you want to help, but you're not in any condition to fight. You need to stay safe, Y/N."

Y/N looked at Choso with a mixture of gratitude and determination. She knew he was right. Though her heart ached to be out there helping, she also understood that her safety was crucial for the long-term battle against the curses.

Choso continued, his voice gentle yet firm. "I promise I'll go back out there and do everything I can to protect the innocent. But you, you need to stay here, away from the chaos, and rest. I'll come back for you as soon as it's safe."

Y/N nodded, reluctantly accepting Choso's advice. She knew that, despite their forbidden love and differing allegiances, Choso cared for her deeply. And now, he was willing to put himself back into the fray, risking his life for the greater good.

Choso leaned in and kissed her forehead once more, his lips lingering for a moment. "I'll be back for you, Y/N. Please stay safe."

With that, he got up, looking at her lovingly before he left. Y/N watched him go, her heart heavy with worry for his safety. She knew that this battle in Shibuya was far from over, and she could only hope that Choso would return to her, just as he promised.

As Choso ventured back into the heart of the chaos, his thoughts were consumed by a sense of duty and responsibility. He needed to protect not only Y/N but also Yuji and the countless innocent lives at stake. The battle between sorcerers and curses was a brutal one, and the lines between right and wrong were often blurred. Choso found himself questioning his loyalty to Kenjaku, more than ever.

The Shibuya Incident had brought to light the true cost of this war. The city lay in ruins, countless lives were at risk, and the chaos showed no signs of abating. Choso's journey to protect Y/N was not just a testament to his love for her; it was also a search for his own identity and purpose in this tumultuous world.

As Choso faced the raging battle once more, he held onto the hope that he could make a difference, not only for Y/N but for all those in need. And, in time, perhaps the forbidden love between a cursed being and a sorcerer could find a way to transcend the boundaries of their roles, bringing a glimmer of light to a world steeped in darkness.

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Unexpected (Sukuna x Female Reader)

Hello everyone! Okay, I know that Sukuna literally reigned terror over practically everyone when he was a human in his human form. BUT, I feel like he is just a softie towards his lover and child. So that is pretty much what I wrote today! I also tried to find the artist to give them credit for the cover art, but I couldn't' find anything. Full credit goes to the artist of course! I hope you enjoy!

Synopsis: After being Sukuna's preffered concubine for almost a year now, Y/N starts to notice some changes going on with her body. She knew what this meant, and knew she had to tell Sukuna about what is going on.

Word Count: 2052

In the dark and twisted world where sorcerers and curses roamed, Y/N found herself in a peculiar and perilous situation. She was a concubine, living a life of luxury within the grand, ominous palace of Ryomen Sukuna, the king of curses. Sukuna was feared and loathed by all who knew of him. With his two faces, four arms, and a mouth on his stomach, he was a symbol of terror on Earth, known for his merciless cruelty.

Yet, Y/N was different. She was his favorite, though no one could ever understand why. Sukuna would often call her to his chamber, spending hours in her company. It was as if a glimmer of humanity remained buried beneath the layers of his demonic exterior. Y/N knew better than to resist her role as his favored concubine, for disobedience often meant death. But as the weeks passed, Y/N felt a strange and sudden unease.

The first sign of change came when she realized her body was not quite as predictable as it had been. The morning sickness, the fatigue, and the subtle changes to her body all pointed to one conclusion – she was with child, and the father was none other than Sukuna himself.

As she ventured into his chambers one evening, her heart pounded with anxiety. He sat on a lavish throne, crowned in arrogance. His red eyes met hers, and he noticed the worry etched across her face.

"What troubles you, my dear?" Sukuna inquired, his voice as cool and dangerous as ever.

"I... I have news, Lord Sukuna," Y/N stuttered, attempting to maintain her composure. "I am with child." Sukuna's eyes widened, a flicker of surprise crossing his monstrous features. The room seemed to grow colder as an eerie silence settled over them. Y/N couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine.

For a moment, she feared the worst, that his anger would flare up like an inferno, that he would blame her for this unexpected turn of events. But then, something unexpected happened. His lips, both the one on his face and the other on his stomach, twisted into an unsettling smile.

"You're carrying my child?" Sukuna's voice held an inexplicable mix of amusement and curiosity.

Y/N nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, my Lord. It is your child, a gift from our time together."

Sukuna's laughter echoed through the chamber, a haunting sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Well, well," he mused, "this is most intriguing. It seems fate has woven a different path for us, my dear concubine."

She couldn't fathom his reaction. What did he mean by "a different path"? Did he intend to harm her or the child? The rumors about his cruelty raced through her mind, but his next words caught her off guard.

"From this day forward," Sukuna declared, "you shall no longer be just my favored concubine. You shall be the mother of my heir, and my wife. I will get rid of the other concubines as soon as I can."

Y/N was stunned, her mind struggling to grasp the magnitude of what Sukuna had just said. Becoming his wife and the mother of his heir was a fate she could never have imagined. She had heard of the power and ruthlessness of the Cursed King, but this turn of events was beyond her wildest dreams, or nightmares.

"Lord Sukuna, I... I am honored by your decree." Y/N managed to say, her voice quivering. Her thoughts raced, and she couldn't help but wonder what had brought about this dramatic change in the notorious sorcerer.

Sukuna's demeanor shifted as he looked at her, a hint of vulnerability flickering in his eyes. "You are different from the others, Y/N. You possess a unique strength that intrigues me. You've not only survived but managed to capture my heart in your own way. I am curious to see how this new chapter in our lives unfolds."

As Y/N tried to wrap her mind around the astonishing twist of fate, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions. Fear still lingered in her heart, for Sukuna's reputation was not one that could be easily forgotten. His sudden declaration to make her his wife and the mother of his heir was both a blessing and a curse. She knew she had gained a measure of protection, but she also recognized that her life had become infinitely more complicated.

Over the following months, as her pregnancy progressed, Y/N's relationship with Sukuna underwent a gradual transformation. He showed a surprising tenderness and protectiveness toward her, which left her both relieved and confused. The other concubines, who had once been her rivals, were swiftly removed from the palace, their fates unknown. Sukuna's sole focus was on Y/N and their unborn child.

Not only did she recognize his change, but she noticed a change in herself towards him. She had fallen for the strange man. Obviously before she became pregnant she had some sort of feelings for him, but this was different. She felt that this could have been love. Was it even possible to love the king of curses?

As the months passed and her belly grew round with the child of Sukuna, Y/N's feelings for the Cursed King deepened. She found herself captivated not only by his power and enigmatic nature but by the glimpses of vulnerability he occasionally revealed. Despite his terrifying reputation, she saw in him a complex soul, and she couldn't help but empathize with his struggle to balance his monstrous identity with the spark of humanity that still flickered within him.

Their relationship became more than a mere arrangement of convenience. They spent hours talking, sharing their hopes and fears, and gradually, the walls that had separated them began to crumble. Y/N saw moments of gentleness in Sukuna, moments when he would softly caress her growing belly, whispering endearing words to their unborn child. She realized that, like anyone else, he longed for connection and love, something that had been denied to him for so long due to his horrifying appearance and terrifying powers.

Y/N's once-terrifying life as a concubine had turned into something unexpected and complicated. She was no longer just a plaything of the Cursed King; she had become his confidant, his companion, and now, the mother of his child. As she considered the strange turn of events, she wondered if her love for him was mutual. Did Sukuna truly care for her beyond their unborn child, or was this newfound affection merely a consequence of her pregnancy?

One fateful night, as they sat together in his chamber, Y/N decided to broach the subject that had been weighing heavily on her mind. She watched him, her heart racing, as she gathered the courage to speak. "Sukuna, I can't help but wonder about your feelings for me. This change in our relationship, it's... unexpected. Do you love me, or is this solely because of our child?"

Sukuna, the Cursed King, regarded her with his distinctive dual gaze. His red eyes bore into hers as if searching for something deep within her soul. The room was bathed in an eerie silence, broken only by the distant howling of the wind outside.

Finally, he spoke, his voice carrying a weight of sincerity that she had never heard from him before. "Y/N, what we have is complicated. I am not like other men, and you know that. But since the moment you told me you were carrying my child, something has awakened within me. I can't deny that I feel a connection, a bond, that goes beyond mere duty or convenience."

Y/N's heart leaped at his words, her eyes glistening with a mix of hope and uncertainty. She had never expected to hear such vulnerability from the feared sorcerer.

Sukuna continued, his voice softening even further. "I may not fully understand what love means, for it is a concept foreign to my nature. But I do know that I care for you deeply, Y/N, and I want to protect both you and our child. That much, I am certain of."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she heard his heartfelt confession. In that moment, she realized that the man known as the Cursed King, feared by all, had a heart that could feel, even if he struggled to comprehend it fully. She leaned in, her hand gently reaching for his, and their fingers intertwined.

"Thank you, Sukuna." she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I care for you too, and I want to be with you, not just as the mother of your child but as your partner, your confidant, and your love."

Sukuna's dual-faced smile returned, a rare and genuine one. He brought her hand to his lips and placed a tender kiss on it. "Then, my dear Y/N, let us navigate this strange and perilous world together, as partners, as parents, and perhaps one day, as lovers. If that is what we become at some point." Those words gave Y/N hope for the future with him.

As the last few months of Y/N's pregnancy approached, the bond between Y/N and Sukuna only deepened. Their love was a complex, extraordinary force that defied the dark and twisted world they inhabited. Their child was a symbol of hope, a testament to the possibility of light even in the darkest of places.

On a stormy night, Y/N went into labor, and the estate was in chaos. Sukuna, who had never witnessed such an event, stood by her side, both anxious and determined. The sound of her painful cries filled the room, which worried Sukuna as her labor progressed. He was used to the sight of death, but the sight of life happening before his eyes, made him awestruck at the beauty of labor.

After what felt like an eternity, Y/N sighed in relief as the cries of a newborn filled the air, echoing through the chamber. Y/N held their child, a tiny being that was so fragile and new in the world.

She looked up at Sukuna who had stayed almost silent during the whole thing, hoping he would say something.

Sukuna, the Cursed King, gazed down at the child in Y/N's arms with a mixture of awe and tenderness. His four eyes, were fixed on the newborn, and for a moment, it seemed as though the world had disappeared, leaving only the small family in that chamber.

For all his terrifying power and monstrous appearance, Sukuna was utterly captivated by the sight of his child. He carefully reached out to hold the child, and Y/N gently handed their son to him. The baby grasped one of his father's finger with a tiny, delicate hand, and the Cursed King's lips curled into a rare and gentle smile.

"He has my extra pair of arms." Sukuna said, releasing a soft chuckle, his voice filled with wonder. “He does seem to have my hair, but he does have your face.”

Y/N watched the father and son with tears of joy in her eyes. It was a moment of profound beauty in the midst of their dark and twisted world. She had never imagined that she would be sharing such an intimate and heartwarming moment with Sukuna, the most feared sorcerer of their time.

As the hours passed, Sukuna and Y/N took turns cradling and caring for their newborn. Their love for each other and their child grew stronger with each passing moment. They named their son Kaito, signifying a new beginning, a departure from the cursed legacy of the past.

As the two raised their child overtime, Sukuna was technically a changed man… for them at least. He still killed and reigned terror as he pleased, but the second he would return home to his wife and son, he showed his deep care and genuine love (as much as he hates to admit it) to them. Sukuna might be the king of curses, but he has a special place in his heart saved for who he calls his family.

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Newfound Hope (Suguru Geto x Blind Fem Reader)

Synopsis: Suguru had been at crossroads with his beliefs since Riko and Haibara's death. But after he bumped into a blind young woman, his outlook towards the world took a turn for the best.

Word Count: 1419

Suguru Geto had always been a man of conviction, one who lived his life by the principles he believed in. After the tragic death of Riko, and Haibara, he found himself at a crossroads. The loss of his dear friends had left him questioning his path and his purpose. The world of Jujutsu Sorcerers was a harsh one, with a clear divide between sorcerers and non-sorcerers. Suguru had always been one of those sorcerers who believed in protecting the non-sorcerers, seeing them as innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire of the sorcerer's world.

But the loss of two dear friends made him question the righteousness of his beliefs. He was torn between continuing to protect non-sorcerers or succumbing to the growing realization that many non-sorcerers were not as innocent as he had once thought. The cruelty and indifference of some non-sorcerers had started to weigh heavily on his conscience.

One fateful day, as Suguru walked through the crowded streets of Tokyo, deep in thought, he accidentally bumped into someone. A voice filled with warmth and understanding greeted him. "I'm sorry. My fault entirely." Suguru looked down to see a blind young woman with a white cane, her face displaying no resentment or anger.

Suguru, surprised by her forgiving nature, replied, "No, the fault was mine. I should have been more careful. Are you okay?" The young woman nodded, offering him a soft smile as her gaze was slightly downward. This had become a habit of hers since she became blind a few years ago. "I'm fine. Accidents happen. It's the way of the world." Suguru was struck by the resilience and kindness of this blind woman.

In that brief exchange, he felt a glimmer of hope that not all non-sorcerers were as cruel or indifferent as he had feared. Her words resonated with him, and he found himself wanting to learn more about her. With a friendly smile, Suguru asked, "May I walk with you for a while? I'd like to know your name." The young woman tilted her head upwards slightly and gave a small, thoughtful nod. "I'm Y/N." she said, her tone filled with genuine warmth.

Suguru's heart skipped a beat as he heard her name. It was a beautiful name that seemed to match the warmth he felt in her presence. "Y/N," he repeated, savoring the sound of it. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Suguru Geto."

As they continued walking together, Suguru couldn't help but be drawn to Y/N's presence. Her blindness didn't seem to hinder her in the slightest. In fact, her other senses appeared to be heightened, and she moved gracefully and confidently through the bustling streets of Tokyo. They spoke about a variety of topics, from their favorite books to their experiences in the city. Suguru was struck by Y/N's wisdom and insight. She had a way of looking at the world that was different from anyone he had ever met. She saw beauty in the ordinary, appreciated the kindness in strangers, and spoke of hope and resilience in a way that resonated with him deeply.

Suguru found himself sharing his inner turmoil with her, discussing the doubts and questions that had been haunting him since Riko's death. Y/N listened attentively, her gentle presence putting him at ease. "It's natural to question your beliefs when faced with such loss and pain." she said. "But remember, there is goodness and darkness in all people, regardless of whether they're sorcerers or not… whatever that means.” She laughs a little. “It's our choices that define us. You have the power to make a difference by staying true to your convictions." Her words touched Suguru's heart. He had been wrestling with his inner demons, but Y/N's perspective made him see the world in a new light.

He realized that he didn't need to give up on protecting non-sorcerers, but he did need to approach it with an open heart and a willingness to see the goodness in all people. Suguru felt a sense of clarity he hadn't experienced in a long time. Y/N's presence had become a beacon of hope in his life, and he knew he couldn't let it slip away.

He wanted to spend more time with her, not just for the insight she provided but because he genuinely enjoyed her company. "Y/N, I'd love to see you again," Suguru said, his voice filled with sincerity. "Would you be willing to meet me for coffee or a meal sometime?" Y/N smiled, her eyes filled with a kind of warmth that transcended her blindness. "I'd like that, Suguru. It's not often I meet someone who sees beyond my disability. How about tomorrow?" Suguru agreed eagerly, and they exchanged contact information.

The following day, they met at a cozy café in the heart of Tokyo. Over coffee and pastries, Suguru and Y/N continued to deepen their connection. With each passing moment, Suguru found himself more captivated by Y/N's strength and resilience. She shared her own challenges and how she had learned to navigate the world without sight, relying on her other senses and her unshakable belief in the goodness of people.

As their friendship blossomed, Suguru couldn't help but admire Y/N's unwavering optimism and her ability to find beauty in even the simplest of things. He realized that he had been allowing the darkness of the Jujutsu Sorcerer world to overshadow the potential for kindness and goodness that existed within it. With Y/N by his side, Suguru began to view the world through a different lens. He saw that protecting non-sorcerers was not a lost cause but a noble mission that could make a difference.

His encounters with Y/N opened his heart to the idea that kindness and compassion could bridge the gap between sorcerers and non-sorcerers. Their bond deepened over time, and it wasn't long before Suguru found himself falling in love with Y/N. He was drawn to her kindness, wisdom, and the strength she displayed in facing life's challenges.

Y/N, too, couldn't deny the growing affection she felt for Suguru. He was a man of strong principles and conviction, and she admired his determination to protect the innocent. One evening, as they strolled through a serene park under the canopy of cherry blossom trees, Suguru couldn't contain his feelings any longer. He stopped, turning to face Y/N, and took her hands in his. "Y/N," he began, his voice filled with emotion, "I can't imagine my life without you in it. You've changed my perspective on the world and given me hope. I love you."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she felt Suguru's warm hands holding hers. Her face lit up with a radiant smile as she replied, "Suguru, I love you too. You've shown me a world filled with kindness and compassion, and I can't imagine my life without you either."

Their admission of love marked a turning point in their relationship. From that moment on, Suguru and Y/N were inseparable. Despite Suguru being a sorcerer, and Y/N a human, they were able to make things work between their two different worlds.

Suguru and Y/N's love continued to grow stronger with each passing day. They navigated the complexities of their respective worlds, finding solace in each other's arms. Suguru remained dedicated to his mission of protecting non-sorcerers, and Y/N was a constant source of inspiration and strength for him.

Y/N's blindness was no longer a barrier, as Suguru had learned to appreciate the world through her unique perspective. He often described to her the beauty of the cherry blossoms, the colors of the sunset, and the details of intricate sorcery techniques he encountered. It was moments like these where the two felt their bond for each other grow.

Their love became a symbol of hope and unity, a bridge between sorcerers and non-sorcerers. They dedicated themselves to working together to create a world where differences were celebrated rather than feared.

As the seasons changed and the cherry blossoms bloomed year after year, Suguru and Y/N's love endured. In the end, Suguru found not only the love he needed in his life but also a renewed sense of purpose and conviction in his mission to protect the innocent. With Y/N by his side, he continued to make a difference in the world, proving that love could conquer even the darkest of circumstances and that unity was stronger than division.

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Eternal Love (Nanami Kento x Fem Reader)

Synopsis: After Nanami died, Y/N had never remarried and lived a long life. After she died of old age, she is reunited with her husband in the afterlife after years without him.

Contains: Possibly slight angst. Happy ending!

Y/N had never truly moved on from the day Nanami had left her in this world. It was a fateful day in Shibuya when he had been taken away from her, and since that moment, her life had been a bittersweet melody of love and loss. Nanami, her husband, was a man who had touched her heart like no one else ever could, and his memory remained etched in her soul.

They had been married for only a few years in the mortal world, but they have been together since high school. They lived a life filled with love, laughter, and shared dreams. Y/N had cherished every moment with him, and he, in turn, had been her rock, her protector, and her confidant. Their bond had been unbreakable, or so it had seemed, until the day when fate had taken him away, leaving her alone in a world that suddenly felt cold and empty.

Years passed, and the pain never truly lessened. Y/N was a woman who never remarried, who never sought solace in the arms of another. Her heart had been claimed by Nanami, and it would remain so until the end of her days. She wore her wedding ring faithfully, a constant reminder of the love they had shared.

As time went went by, Y/N grew old, her once-vibrant hair turning silver and her steps becoming slower. She spent her days surrounded by memories of her beloved Nanami. Their photographs adorned the walls, his scent still lingered on their shared pillows, and his laughter echoed in her heart.

One quiet evening, Y/N peacefully closed her eyes and drifted into a slumber from which she would not awaken. The world lost a devoted soul, but the universe had other plans.

When she opened her eyes again, Y/N found herself in a place that felt like a dream. She was no longer affected by old age, and she looked as if she were in her mid twenties. She blinked in astonishment, her surroundings a surreal blend of the familiar and the unknown. Before her stood a breathtaking garden, lush with vibrant colors and flowers she had never seen before. The air was filled with a gentle fragrance, and the soft rays of a warm, comforting sun bathed everything in a gentle glow.

Y/N turned around, taking in her surroundings with awe. The garden was vast, and she had also seen several building in the distance, with people walking about as if it were a normal day. A sense of peace and serenity washed over her like a gentle breeze. But what truly took her breath away was the figure approaching her from a distance.

It was Nanami, the love of her life, wearing a smile that could light up the entire cosmos. His eyes, so familiar and comforting, sparkled with joy. He was as she remembered him in his prime, strong and handsome. She couldn't help but run to him, her heart pounding with a mixture of disbelief and overwhelming love.

"Nanami," she whispered as she reached him, tears welling up in her eyes. "Is this... is this real?"

Nanami's smile remained, and he reached out to gently cup Y/N's cheek, wiping away her tears with his thumb. His touch was warm, just as she remembered, and the world around them seemed to shimmer with an ethereal light.

"Yes, my love, this is as real as it can be." he whispered.

Y/N's heart soared at his words. She couldn't believe her eyes or her senses, but the warmth of his touch and the love in his eyes reassured her that this was no dream. It was a reunion beyond the boundaries of life and death, a love that transcended the limitations of the mortal world.

"I've missed you so much." Y/N confessed, her voice trembling with emotion.

Nanami pulled her into a loving embrace, holding her close as if he never intended to let go. "And I've missed you, every moment, every day since I left. But now, we're together again, and this time, it's for eternity."

Together, they stood, suspended in the boundless eternity of the afterlife. A world of infinite possibilities and endless love lay before them. With a sense of serenity that only true, eternal love can bring, they embraced, and the heavens themselves seemed to weep with joy.

Back in the world she had known, people mourned the loss of Y/N, a woman who had lived a life filled with love, and whose story had touched many. But those who knew her well could take solace in the thought that, in the end, Y/N had found her way back to the one who had always held her heart, and that they were bound to be reunited.

As Nanami and Y/N stood together in the heavenly garden, their love blossomed anew, stronger and more vibrant than ever before. Time in this ethereal realm had a different meaning, and they spent what felt like both moments and eternities together, exploring the boundless beauty of their surroundings and sharing their stories of the time they had spent apart.

Nanami revealed how, in the afterlife, he had watched over Y/N throughout the years. He had been her silent guardian, protecting her from afar and sending her subtle signs of his presence. Y/N, touched by his unwavering love, recounted the moments she had felt his spirit nearby, comforting her during lonely nights and guiding her through life's challenges.

Their love was not just a reunion but a continuation of the deep connection they had shared in the mortal world. In this timeless paradise, they could practically do whatever their hearts desired.

As they ventured deeper into their heavenly realm, they encountered other souls who had found their soulmates in the afterlife. They met with many friends and family and family throughout their mortal years, finding no limit with time to spend with them. Their laughter and joy filled the air with a beautiful melody of love and togetherness.

As time went on, they walked through meadows of eternal spring, where the flowers never wilted, and the sun never set. They whispered secrets to the ancient trees, whose wisdom spanned millennia, and they gazed at the stars, which shone brighter in this realm than anywhere else. The universe itself seemed to sing in harmony with their love.

But most importantly, they cherished the moments of quiet intimacy, where they held each other close, their hearts beating in perfect unison. With every touch and every kiss, they reaffirmed the depth of their love, a love that had never truly left them, even in the face of death.

As they continued their journey through the infinite, hand in hand, they knew that their love would guide them through this celestial paradise, and together they would explore the mysteries of the universe. In a world where time had no dominion and their love was eternal, Nanami Kento and Y/N had found their forever home, bound by a love that was heavenly in every sense of the word.

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"Satoru's Surprise" (Satoru Gojo x Fem Reader)

Hello once again! I managed to type up one more story before the night ends. Enjoy!

Synopsis: After Y/N had gone through an old box full of high school memories, she found an old DVD. After watching the film, she knew her love for Satoru never left.

Contains: PURE FLUFF ONCE AGAIN :3

Y/N had always been a nostalgic person. She treasured the memories she'd made throughout her life, but one particular memory had been haunting her lately. It was the memory of her high school boyfriend, Satoru Gojo. They had been deeply in love, but life had taken them in different directions. After Suguru became a criminal, and Gojo having a difficult time with his best friend's different path, he had broken up with her. She knew he needed time to himself, and she probably did as well. But because of that, she had decided to leave Japan after graduation and work on missions around the world.

As the years progressed, they hadn't seen each other in a very long time, and as she watched her new friends fall in and out of love, Y/N couldn't help but wonder what had become of him.

One rainy afternoon, Y/N decided to clean out her old high school memory boxes. As she sifted through boxes of old letters, photographs, and trinkets, she stumbled upon an old DVD with a handwritten label that read, "Satoru's Surprise." Curiosity piqued, she dusted off the case the DVD was in, and popped the disc in her TV.

As the tape started playing, she saw Satoru, the man she fell for in high school. As she listed to his voice, she couldn't help but remember how it was filled with youthful excitement. "Hey there, beautiful. If you're watching this, you've just stumbled upon a treasure trove of memories. I thought it'd be a fun idea to make a recording for you, just in case we ever found ourselves missing each other." Now she knew why he carried around that camera everywhere they went.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she listened to his words, her eyes filling with tears. The DVD was filled with moments from their high school days – their first date, the time they'd watched a meteor shower together, and even their silly arguments. Satoru's voice filled the room, his laughter and sweet nothings echoing through the years. The memories flooded back, and Y/N couldn't help but smile and shed a few tears.

As Y/N continued to watch to the screen, it was as if she had been transported back in time to those precious moments with Satoru. She laughed at their inside jokes, teared up when he recounted their heartfelt conversations, and sighed with contentment as he talked about their dreams for the future. This was a time capsule of their love, capturing the essence of their young and passionate romance.

As the recording reached its conclusion, Satoru's voice became more serious. "I don't know where life will take us, Y/N, but I hope we'll always hold on to the love we have right now. No matter where we are or what we're doing, remember that there's a piece of my heart that belongs to you."

Y/N was overwhelmed with emotions. She had longed to hear Satoru's voice for years, and now, thanks to this unexpected discovery, she felt like he was right there with her. It was as if they had been reunited through time and space.

After the tape ended, Y/N sat in silence for a few moments, her heart beating with anticipation. She wondered if Satoru was thinking of her, too, and if he still held a piece of her heart as well. With a deep breath, she picked up her phone and dialed his number, hoping he would answer.

To her surprise, he picked up on the first ring. "Y/N?" His voice was practically the same, which sent shivers down her spine.

"Satoru," she breathed, feeling her cheeks flush with emotion. "I just found your dvd you made for me. I...I had to call you."

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Y/N wondered if she had made a mistake. Maybe it was too late for them, and they had both moved on with their lives. But then Satoru spoke, his voice filled with longing.

"Y/N, I've missed you. I've thought about you every day since we last saw each other. I know I was the one who ended things, but I still thought about you all the time.”

Y/N's heart swelled with hope. Maybe they still had a chance.

"I've missed you too, Satoru," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't stop thinking about you, even after all these years."

There was a moment of silence, and then Satoru spoke again, his voice laced with determination.

"Then let's not waste any more time. Let's meet up, Y/N. Let's see if what we had is still there."

Y/N's heart leaped with joy at his words, and she couldn't help but smile.

"I'd like that," she said softly.

And so, they made plans to meet up in Tokyo within a few days, at the same spot where they had shared their first kiss. Y/N couldn't help but feel nervous as she stepped off the plane that morning and made her way to the meeting spot. What if they had both changed too much? What if they didn't feel the same connection they once did?

But as she turned the corner and saw him standing there, his signature white hair and sharp features bathed in the soft glow of the sunlight, all her doubts melted away. Satoru turned towards her, his eyes locking on hers, and for the first time in years, Y/N felt like she was home.

They embraced tightly, their bodies pressed together, and Y/N breathed in his scent, a mixture of cologne and something that was uniquely him.

"I've missed you so much," Satoru murmured into her ear, and Y/N felt her eyes fill with tears.

"I've missed you too," she whispered back, her heart racing as their bodies pressed closer together. For a moment, they just stood there, lost in each other's arms, and it seemed like time had stood still.

As they pulled away from each other, Satoru took Y/N's hand and led her to a nearby park. They sat on a bench, surrounded by cherry blossoms, their fingers intertwined. Satoru looked at Y/N, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions: longing, regret, and hope.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry for everything that happened between us. I should have fought harder to keep us together. Just- everything felt like it was caving in all at once"

Y/N shook her head, her fingers tightening around his. "It's not your fault, Satoru. We both made mistakes. I shouldn’t have left Japan, and stayed doing missions here."

They sat in silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other's company and the beauty of the park. Then, Satoru turned towards her, his eyes shining with determination.

"I don't want to let go of you again," he said. "I want us to try again, to make new memories, and to see if the love we once had can be rekindled."

Y/N smiled, her heart soaring with happiness. "I want that too, Satoru. I've never stopped loving you."

And so, under the cherry blossoms in that serene park in Tokyo, Y/N and Satoru decided to give their love a second chance. They had both grown and changed over the years, but their connection remained as strong as ever. As they leaned in for a kiss, it felt like a promise of a new beginning, a chance to rewrite their love story.

The world around them disappeared, and in that moment, it was just the two of them, surrounded by the memories of their past and the hope of a future together. They had found each other again, and this time, they were determined not to let go.

As they kissed under the cherry blossoms, the world seemed to come alive with possibilities, and Y/N knew that their love story was far from over. It was a story of second chances, of rekindled love, and of two souls who had always belonged together.

And so, with the memories of their high school love rekindled and a bright future ahead, Y/N and Satoru began their journey to rebuild what they had lost and create new, beautiful memories together.

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A Complete Family (Suguru Geto x Fem Reader)

Hello everyone! This is a super fluff filled story, and I enjoyed writing this so much! I hope you enjoy!

Synopsis: Suguru and his wife Y/N have been struggling with infertility for the past few years. After coming to a wonderful decision, they adopt two beautiful girls, Mimiko and Nanako.

Contains: PURE FLUFF

Suguru Geto and Y/N had been together for five years, their love growing stronger with each passing day. Their bond was unbreakable, and they had faced numerous challenges together, but nothing had prepared them for the heartbreak they were enduring. Y/N had always dreamed of being a mother, but after numerous negative pregnancy tests and failed attempts at IVF, it became clear that she couldn't carry children of her own.

One evening, as the sun set over the city, Suguru approached Y/N with a determined look in his eyes. He could see the pain in her eyes, the longing to be a mother, and he couldn't bear to see her suffer any longer.

"Y/N," Suguru began gently, taking her hand in his. "I've been thinking. I know how much you want to be a mother, and I want to make that dream come true for you. We've tried everything, but maybe it's time we consider the next best thing."

Y/N looked at him, her eyes brimming with hope. "What do you mean, Suguru?"

Suguru took a deep breath. "I mean adoption. We could provide a loving home for a child who needs one. We have so much love to give, and I believe that we can make a difference in a child's life."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she nodded. She knew that adoption was a beautiful way to build a family, and she was touched by Suguru's willingness to explore this option.

Over the next few months, they embarked on the lengthy and emotional journey of adoption. They filled out countless forms, underwent background checks, and attended parenting classes. It was a rollercoaster of emotions, with moments of frustration and doubt, but their love for each other and their shared dream of becoming parents kept them going.

Nearly a year later, they received the long-awaited call from the adoption agency. There were two little girls in need of a loving home, five year old twin sisters named Mimiko and Nanako. Without hesitation, Suguru and Y/N agreed to meet them.

The day they met the twin girls was a day they would never forget. Mimiko and Nanako were shy at first, but their smiles were infectious. The girls had been through their own share of challenges, but their eyes held a spark of hope.

Suguru and Y/N spent the day with Mimiko and Nanako, getting to know them, playing games, and sharing stories. It was a day filled with laughter, tears, and the warmth of a newfound family. As the sun dipped below the horizon, Suguru and Y/N knew that they had found their daughters.

The adoption papers were officially signed, and Mimiko and Nanako became a part of their loving family. The joy and happiness they brought into Suguru and Y/N's lives were immeasurable. The house echoed with laughter and the pitter-patter of tiny feet, and the heartbreak of the past was replaced with the hope and promise of the future.

Suguru and Y/N had discovered that family was not solely defined by blood but by the love, care, and commitment they had for one another. They realized that their journey to parenthood had led them to the most beautiful destination of all—the love of two incredible twin girls who had filled their lives with immeasurable joy.

After a few months of settling in with the girls and adjusting to the life of now a completed family of four, things had been pretty busy around the Geto residence.

Y/N had just returned from a busy day of grocery shopping, her arms filled with bags of fresh produce and other household essentials. As she approached her front door, she couldn't help but smile at the sounds of giggles and laughter on the other side.

Opening the door, she stepped into their cozy living room, which was washed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun. And there they were, in the heart of their home, Suguru Geto, her husband, and their two adorable adopted daughters, Mimiko and Nanako.

Y/N's heart swelled with love as she watched the scene before her. Mimiko and Nanako had decided that today was the perfect day to pamper their beloved "Daddy" Suguru. Mimiko sat on the floor, cradling Suguru's head in her small lap, and with a look of intense concentration, she was braiding his dark hair with colorful ribbons. Nanako, sitting beside them, carefully painted Suguru's nails with an assortment of vibrant colors, her tiny hands focused on each stroke.

Suguru, the usually stoic and somewhat quiet man, looked surprisingly at ease. He glanced up from his position on the floor and met Y/N's eyes. His lips curved into a gentle, affectionate smile. "Hello, sweetheart," he greeted her warmly.

Y/N couldn't help but giggle at the sight. Her heart was full of gratitude for the family they had created. She set her bags on the table and walked over, kneeling down beside her daughters and giving them each a quick peck on the cheek. "What are you all up to today?" she asked, curiosity dancing in her eyes.

Mimiko beamed at her. "We're making Daddy pretty!" she exclaimed proudly, her small hands continuing to braid Suguru's hair with great determination.

Nanako, equally enthusiastic, added, "And we're making his nails beautiful, just like yours, Mommy!"

Y/N chuckled, ruffling their hair affectionately. "Well, you're doing an amazing job," she praised them. "Daddy does look quite handsome, and his nails are fabulous!"

Suguru smirked, tilting his head to give her a better view of his freshly painted nails. "I thought it was time for a makeover," he said, a playful glint in his eyes. "And who better to help me than these two little artists?"

As the girls continued their work, Y/N found herself completely captivated by the sight before her. She was overwhelmed with love for her family. In this cozy, sunny room filled with laughter and love, she knew she had found her own piece of heaven on Earth.

In that precious moment, Y/N couldn't have asked for more. She had a loving husband, Suguru, who had welcomed her into his life, along with their two beautiful daughters. The bond they shared was unbreakable, and moments like this made her heart swell with happiness. With a heart full of gratitude and a smile on her face, she leaned over and planted a loving kiss on Suguru's lips.

Their family was far from conventional, but it was perfect for them, and it was all they ever needed.

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Forbidden Love Blooms (Choso Kamo X Fem Reader)

Hey everyone! This is my first smut that I am posting! And it’s Kinktober, of course I have to participate!

Word count: 2037

Synopsis: After constant run-ins with Choso the two of you would have battles that would end in willing draws every time. But after one particular fight, your desires for each other couldn’t hold the two of you back anymore.

Contains: nsfw, fingering, unprotected sex, blowjob, nipple play, fluff towards the end

The sun cast a warm orange light on the abandoned buildings surrounding Y/N and Choso. The two had constant run ins with each other for some odd reason. Which resulted in them fighting against each other using their cursed techniques. With swift moves, Choso sliced through the air, his blood manipulation glinting with ferocity as Y/N fought against his deadly technique.

Yet despite his fearsome prowess, there was no mistaking the intensity in his gaze when it locked onto hers. It held more than just pure determination; it bore the promise of something deeper, unexplored—a hidden fire simmering beneath the surface of his calm exterior.

Y/N found herself captivated by these conflicting feelings towards him, unable to resist the alluring pull of curiosity that drove her to question the enigma behind his eyes. This fascination extended beyond mere admiration, as if some invisible thread connected them irrevocably, binding them together in ways yet unknown.

Despite this undeniable chemistry, neither dared speak of what burned so fiercely between them, choosing instead to channel their energies into honing their skills and further understanding each other’s strategies. Every encounter ended in a hard-fought draw, but always left them yearning for another duel—another opportunity to feel the rush of adrenaline coursing through their veins. Another opportunity to simply see each other.

As days turned into weeks, months later, their encounters grew increasingly charged, the tension between the two growing more and more.

It was hard to ignore the magnetic attraction that pulled Choso Kamo and Y/N towards each other. Every time they crossed paths, their bodies hummed with a raw energy that they struggled to contain. Their cursed techniques clashed with a ferocity against each other that spoke of something deeper than just a desire to win a fight.

After another long fight against one another, they both stood in front of each other, their bodies tired from the fight that just took place. Y/N looked at him, dropping her weapon as he put away his blood manipulation. The two of them just looking at each other, their breathing heavy from what had just taken place. Choso Kamo was the first to make a move. He walked over to Y/N, grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer to him. His eyes bore into hers with a fierce intensity that left her unable to look away. Y/N's heart pounded in her chest as she felt Choso Kamo's lips on hers.

The kiss was intense, fueled by months of unspoken desire. Y/N could feel Choso Kamo's hands all over her, his touch igniting a fire within her that she had never experienced before. She responded with equal fervor, her fingers tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss.

As they broke apart, gasping for air, Y/N glanced down at Choso Kamo's prominent erection straining against his pants. She took his hand, leaving the grounds they had fought on. They both hurried over to a hotel that wasn't too far away. Once a room was bought, and the two of them were inside, she kissed him hungrily, kneading his clothed erection with her hand. She smiled devilishly at the sound of him moaning against her lips. She pulled away from his lips and knelt down, her hands working quickly to pull down his pants. Her fingers brushed against the outline of his shaft, and she felt him shudder lightly.

As soon as Choso Kamo was free of his pants, Y/N grasped him firmly, a lustful grin on her face. Her lips formed an O as she stared at his member, bigger than what she had imagined.

“P-Please don't stare at it,” Choso Kamo said shyly, and Y/N’s eyes snapped up to him. “I'm only admiring it.” she said, her lips curving upwards into a smirk before she closed her mouth around the head of his cock.Choso Kamo exhaled sharply as Y/N’s lips slid along his member, the warmth of her mouth expertly driving him crazy. He grabbed her hair, guiding her head as she bobbed up and down on his cock, her mouth tightening around him as she sucked harder.

“That’s—ah—good,” Choso Kamo said, letting out a quiet whimper as Y/N’s lips moved faster against him, her hand jerking his shaft off in time to the movement of her mouth.

Choso Kamo felt Y/N’s attraction to him because of their many battles and fights against one another, but now, he could feel something more as she deep-throated him. A familiar warmth spread through his body, and he realized that she was experiencing the same thing.

Choso Kamo reached down, taking Y/N’s arm in his hand and forcefully lifting her to her feet. She opened her mouth to object but he grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her close as he pressed his lips against hers.

His tongue slipped into her mouth hungrily. He kissed her with a fiery passion that left her breathless, as if he wanted to devour her, to make her his. Y/N moaned, allowing him to kiss her harder, placing her hands on his chest to push herself away.

“That's enough, I can't wait any longer.” she gasped. Choso Kamo’s eyes fluttered open, and Y/N watched as understanding dawned on his face. His pupils dilated, and Y/N was certain that he could feel her desire for him.

Choso picked the female up, gently laying her onto the bed, laying over her, his kisses leaving a hot trail down her body. Y/N could feel his cock throbbing against her thigh, it’s noticeable heat scorching her skin, and she spread her legs wide, moaning at the touch of his fingers as he took off her shirt and bra.

Choso's mouth slid over to her nipple, his tongue teasing her swiftly. Y/N’s hand grasped his hair, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she felt his wet mouth on her. He continued to lavish attention on her breasts, kissing her, licking her. He moved his lips lower, kissing her stomach. He then took off her pants and underwear, admiring her body as he stared at it. "You are absolutely beautiful." He said before giving attention to her thighs. He trailed kisses along her inner thighs, his tongue tasting her as he made his way to her sweet pussy.

He spread her legs wide, his fingers sliding into her. She moaned, her hips bucking off the bed as he fingered her. He grabbed her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples as he kissed her. The pleasure was so intense that Y/N couldn’t find the words to respond with.

When she finally found the words to speak, it was to moan out, “No more teasing Choso, I need you!" He removed his fingers from her wet pussy, licking his fingers as he looked at her with lust.

He grabbed a pillow, folding it in half before placing it under her hips. He removed the rest of his clothes, looking at her. “Are you comfortable?” He said, his eyes never leaving the female as he lined his tip up with her entrance. “I am.” She said with a bit of desperation to her voice, watching as he slowly slid his dick inside her.

Y/N moaned from the pleasure she was feeling. She felt him deep inside her, and she couldn't help but rock her hips against him. She gasped as she felt him reach a sweet spot inside her, making her body heat up in pleasure. She felt as if heart was pounding out of her chest, and she couldn’t resist the urge to kiss him again.

She felt him move inside her, his cock twitching against her wet walls as she felt his hands roaming all over her body. “Oh, that feels so good Choso.” she moaned. She grabbed his back, his muscles rippling beneath her fingertips.

“Your pussy is so damn good,” he moaned, his voice strained with pleasure. Y/N could feel him twitch inside of her and her walls tightened around him in response. He groaned, thrusting into her harder.

She pressed her lips to his, kissing him as she tightened her legs around his waist. He lifted up her waist, wrapping her legs around his waist as he pounded into her, his cock hitting her sweet spot every time.

She pulled away from Choso’s lips, her body writhing against him as he thrust into her, her moans growing louder and louder.

“I’m—I’m coming!” she cried out. She felt her orgasm building up inside her, and she could feel herself coming closer and closer to the edge.

“Ah, yes!” she screamed as she felt her orgasm building up inside her, her sweet juices spilling down her thighs. Choso Kamo groaned, his cock twitching in pleasure as he felt Y/N’s pussy tighten around him and she dug her nails into his back.

Choso still had a lot of stamina in him, and it would be a few more minutes until he would reach his peak. He wanted to make Y/N cum again, and he began to suck on her nipples, causing her to moan and twist her body beneath him.

He continued to hammer into her, and she could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter by the second. She moaned when she felt his cock hit her g-spot over and over again. His fingers rubbed her clit, causing her to moan out. His fingers moved fast against her clit, rubbing it in a circular motion.

“Choso, I’m going to come again!” Y/N moaned out as she felt another orgasm building up inside her. She dug her nails deep into his back as she came, her pussy tightening around his cock.

Y/N’s orgasm only increased Choso’s pleasure as he felt a familiar heat pool in his lower stomach, and he pounded into her faster.

She moaned under him, her walls spasming around him as he groaned in pleasure. He wasn't going to last much longer. His pleasure began to build up before he was about to cum. “F-Fuck Y/N, I’m coming!”

His thrusts grew sloppy and he moaned as he came, his cock twitching inside of her. He pulled out, and Y/N gasped quietly as she felt his warm cum spill over her pussy and thighs. Choso collapsed beside her, and Y/N lay entwined in in his arms. Their breaths were still heavy from the passionate moment they had just shared. The room was bathed in the soft light of a single lamp, revealing the tangled sheets and the remnants of their desire.

Choso turned to Y/N, his dark eyes searching for something in her gaze. "Y/N," he began, his voice husky with a mixture of emotions. "I never thought I would find myself in a situation like this, but I can't deny what I'm feeling."

Y/N traced a finger along Choso's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her touch. "I know what you mean," she whispered, her voice filled with vulnerability. "We come from different worlds, Choso, but I can't help how I feel about you."

Choso's fingers found their way to Y/N's chin, lifting her face gently so their eyes met. "I never imagined I could fall for a jujutsu sorcerer," he admitted. "But from the moment I met you, something changed in me. I can't explain it, but it's as if fate brought us together."

Y/N smiled softly, her heart swelling with affection for the man who had captivated her so completely. "It's not just fate, Choso," she said. "It's our choices, too. We can choose to be on different sides, or we can choose to be together despite the odds."

Choso leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in a tender kiss, a silent agreement passing between them. When they finally broke apart, he rested his forehead against hers. "I don't know how this will work, but I want to try," he confessed. "I want to be with you, Y/N."

Y/N nodded, her eyes filled with determination. "I want that too, Choso," she replied. "We'll find a way to bridge the gap between our worlds, to make this work. Love has a way of breaking down barriers."

As they held each other close, the world outside continued to move, unaware of the love that had blossomed in the darkness. Choso Kamo and Y/N knew that their journey wouldn't be easy, but they were willing to fight for their love, to defy the expectations of their respective sides, and to forge a path of their own.

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Reunited (Choso Kamo x Fem Reader)

Choso Kamo had always been a man of solitude. From the moment he was handed his emotion-sensitive necklace at the tender age of eight, he knew that his life would be marked by a cold, unyielding chill. It was a necklace given to every child in his village, a precious link to one's soulmate. The necklace changes colors according to your emotions, and its temperature mirrored the proximity of your soulmate. Warm meant they were right there with you, cold meant they were far away, and nothing? That meant they were out of your life entirely. For Choso, it had been cold as ice for as long as he could remember.

As he grew older, Choso resigned himself to the idea that his soulmate might never find him, or worse, that he might never have one at all. He watched with envy as his friends' necklaces would change to warm hues when they laughed with their soulmates, and he felt a bitter pang every time his own remained as icy as ever.

Years passed, and Choso became a 25-year-old man, living a life filled with desolation, despite his job as a kindergarten teacher, and being the oldest to ten younger siblings. He had learned to find solace in his own company, burying his loneliness beneath a tough exterior. But the coldness of his necklace served as a constant reminder that there was someone out there meant for him, someone he was destined to be with but could never find.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, there was a young woman who had decided that waiting around for fate to deliver her soulmate was no longer an option. At 21, she made a life-altering decision to embark on a journey to find her missing half, her soulmate. Armed with nothing but determination and a small, icy-cold necklace, she traveled across continents, leaving her home, family, and everything she knew behind.

After years of searching, she found herself in Japan, a place that seemed like a distant dream when she started her quest. She could feel her necklace slowly changing, the chill lessening as she got closer to her elusive soulmate. It was as if her heart and soul were guiding her to this faraway land.

One fateful day, in a quiet corner of Tokyo, their paths finally met. Choso had been wandering the streets, his heart as heavy as ever, his necklace still frigid. But something changed that day. The necklace began to warm, a feeling he had never experienced before. He couldn't comprehend it at first, thinking it was a malfunction. He touched the necklace, feeling its temperature rise further.

As he looked around, his eyes locked with hers. There, across a crowded street, stood the woman he had been searching for all his life. Her necklace glowed with warmth, mirroring the intensity of her gaze. Time seemed to slow as they approached each other, drawn by an irresistible force they couldn't explain.

Their first words were simple, yet they held the weight worth a lifetime of longing. "I've been searching for you," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. Choso, overwhelmed by the sudden warmth spreading through his chest, could only manage a choked, "Me too."

As the bustling city of Tokyo continued to move around them, Choso and the woman, whose name he had yet to learn, stood there, captivated by the moment they had both yearned for. It was as if the world had faded away, leaving just the two of them in a bubble of destiny.

Y/N, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears of joy, reached out her hand. "I'm Y/N," she introduced herself, her voice trembling with emotion.

Choso, still processing the surreal encounter, took her hand in his own. "Choso," he replied, his voice equally filled with emotion. It was a simple exchange of names, yet it felt like the most profound moment of their lives.

They decided to find a nearby café to sit down and talk. Choso couldn't help but marvel at how warm his necklace had become, the icy chill of solitude melting away with every step he took alongside Y/N. It was as if his heart had found its missing piece.

As they settled into a cozy corner of the café, Choso and Y/N exchanged smiles, their hearts racing with anticipation. The warm glow of their necklaces served as a constant reminder of the serendipity that had brought them together.

Choso was the first to break the silence. "I can't believe this is happening," he admitted, his eyes locked onto Y/N's.

Y/N nodded, her fingers idly tracing the delicate chain of her necklace. "Me neither. I've always wondered about the person on the other end of this connection, but I never thought I'd actually meet them."

Choso chuckled softly. "I know what you mean. I used to imagine who you might be, what your life was like."

Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they shared stories about their childhoods, their dreams, and their favorite memories. They discovered that they had grown up in different parts of of the world. Y/N living in America, and Choso living in Japan. Luckily, Y/N knew Japanese so holding a conversation with Choso was not a struggle. It could have been luck, or fate that their paths had converged in this bustling city at this exact moment.

Y/N sipped her coffee, her gaze still locked onto Choso's. "Do you believe in fate, Choso?"

He leaned in, his eyes never leaving hers. "I do now," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Meeting you feels like destiny."

A soft blush crept onto Y/N's cheeks as she smiled warmly. "I feel the same way."

Their connection deepened as they talked about their passions and shared interests. They found themselves finishing each other's sentences, as if they had always known each other. The world outside the café seemed to disappear entirely, and all that mattered was the incredible bond they had discovered.

Hours passed like minutes, and they soon realized that they had been lost in conversation for the entire afternoon. Reluctantly, they decided it was time to leave the café.

Choso stood up, extending his hand to Y/N once again. "Would you like to continue this journey with me?" he asked, his eyes filled with hope.

Y/N took his hand, her necklace still radiating warmth. "Absolutely, Choso. I can't wait to see where fate takes us next."

As they walked out into the Tokyo evening, hand in hand, they knew that this encounter was the beginning of a beautiful adventure, one that would be guided by the warm, comforting glow of their soulmate necklaces, and the deep connection they had found in each other's hearts.

Over time, their connection deepened, their hearts and necklaces resonating with each other. They laughed together, cried together, and built a love that was as warm and intense as the sun itself. Choso's once cold necklace now glowed with vibrant colors, reflecting the spectrum of emotions they shared.

Together, they found the completeness they had both longed for, and the world, once so bleak for Choso, became a place of infinite possibilities. They were soulmates, destined to be together, and nothing, not even time and distance, could ever tear them apart again.

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An Icy Rescue (Gojo x Fem Reader)

Hello Everyone! This is the first story I am sharing on Tumblr! I hope you enjoy!

In a world far removed from the hustle and bustle of modern life, where the 1700s cast its gentle, historical charm, two childhood friends, Y/N and Satoru Gojo, found themselves on the cusp of a memorable winter adventure. Nestled within a small village, the pair had grown up together, their bond forged through the shared experiences of youth. They had spent countless days exploring the serene landscapes, building snow forts, and making fond memories together. As the winter frost painted the world in a layer of shimmering white, they decided to take advantage of the frigid temperatures and venture onto a frozen lake for a day of ice skating.

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the pristine snow-covered landscape. The frozen lake glistened like a sheet of glass, inviting the two friends to glide across its surface. Y/N and Satoru laced up their worn but reliable ice skates, their laughter carrying through the crisp winter air as they tested their balance on the slippery ice.

Satoru, with his effortless grace, effortlessly glided across the frozen lake, his movements resembling a dance on ice. Y/N, while not as experienced as Satoru, was determined to keep up. They held hands, their fingers interlaced, and Y/N couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her at the touch.

As they skated hand in hand, Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at Satoru. Time had been kind to him, and the years had sculpted him into a strong, handsome young man with snow white hair that framed his face perfectly. His sky blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he shot her a playful grin, making her heart flutter.

They glided further out onto the lake, the solitude of the frozen world around them heightening the intimacy of their shared moment. The air was chilly, but the warmth of their friendship kept them feeling cozy. Laughter continued to fill the air as they swirled and twirled, carving their own stories into the ice.

But then, as they ventured further from the shore, Y/N's excitement got the best of her. A misstep sent her tumbling forward, and before she knew it, she had broken through the thin ice, plunging into the freezing water below. Panic surged through her, and the shock of the cold water stole her breath away.

Satoru, with quick reflexes, reacted without hesitation. He skated toward her as if propelled by an unseen force, his heart pounding in his chest. Without thinking, he dropped to his stomach, using his hands to distribute his weight as he extended them towards Y/N. His fingertips grazed her icy hands, and with every ounce of his strength, he managed to haul her out of the frigid water and onto the solid ice.

Y/N gasped, her body shivering uncontrollably from the cold. Satoru immediately pulled off his own coat and wrapped it around her, rubbing her arms vigorously to generate warmth. His concern for her was palpable, his deep azure eyes searching hers for any sign of distress.

"We need to get you warm." he said urgently, his voice filled with worry. He scooped her up into his arms, cradling her gently, and skated back toward land as quickly as he could, all the while whispering reassuring words to her.

They reached Satoru's cottage, a quaint and cozy structure nestled amidst the snow-covered trees. He rushed her inside and set her down by the fire, where a roaring blaze crackled and danced. The warmth of the flames began to seep into Y/N's frozen limbs, providing much-needed relief from the cold.

Satoru continued to tend to her. Removing her wet clothes and replacing them with his own, wrapping her in blankets and offering her a hot cup of tea. He watched over her with unwavering care, his worry evident in his every action. As the color returned to Y/N's cheeks, she couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the depth of Satoru's concern for her well-being.

That day, their bond grew stronger than ever. They spent the evening by the fireside, sharing stories, dreams, and the occasional stolen glance. The brush with danger had illuminated their feelings for one another, and it was clear to both of them that their love ran deeper than friendship.

Underneath the snowy veil of the 1700s, in a world untouched by modernity, Y/N and Satoru's love blossomed like a rare and exquisite flower. Their love story, born from the icy depths of a frozen lake, was a testament to the enduring power of friendship and the transformative magic of love itself. And as the snowflakes continued to fall, they found warmth and solace in each other's arms, grateful for the serendipitous turn of events that had brought them even closer together.

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