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todayisawthewhxlewxrld · 1 year

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!“i never thought id see you again” kiss w/ gojo!

prompt// wiping the tears of your cheek with their thumb, and leaning in because of it. brushing lips and a soft feeling, familar and numb, lips fitting together like pieces of a puzzle (prompt from @jasminesfury)

pairing// satoru gojo x gn!reader

word count// 0.8

contents// idk just fluff, maybe ooc gojo, maybe kinda cringe, doesn't follow the manga

notes// IN HONOR OF TODAYS JJK CHAPTER... DADDY'S HOME LMFAOOOOO 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

When you first met Gojo as students at Jujutsu High, you thought he was a cocky piece of shit, and the universe found that funny considering how, without a doubt, on every mission, you two got paired together and you hated it, despised it even. It wasn’t until a bit down the line when Geto ended up going bezerk that you and Gojo started bonding, and soon you didn’t mind going on missions with him constantly; you were actually starting to not mind his existence as a whole. You grew to like him—a lot more than you should have—but Gojo was falling for you as well, and once he confessed? Well, the rest is history. You and Gojo were the it couple of the jujutsu world, which is, within itself, crazy to think about, and the two of you never left each other's side. Where Gojo went, you followed; where you went, he followed, except for this mission, apparently.

You and Gojo were now teachers at Jujutsu High, but even so, any mission either of you had, you went together. This time, though, Yaga only sent Gojo, to which you obviously protested against, but Yaga needed you here to protect the students in case anything happened. You understood this, but you hadn't been away from Gojo for longer than a day, if that, in years. He was your right hand. And now he’s off on a mission to who knows where since no one will tell you anything about it; you don’t even know how long he’ll be gone, and it’s eating you from the inside out. You’ve lost track of how long he’s been gone at this point; to you, it feels like an eternity when in reality it’s barely about to be a week. And it’s not that you have no faith in Gojo; you know if anyone could handle their own, it would be him, but he’s the love of your life, and worrying to death about him is what you signed up for when you started dating him. It also doesn’t help that Gojo has a lot of enemies.

You’re sitting at your desk in your classroom, doodling your name with Gojo's like a middle schooler with a crush, when Yuji rushes into your classroom breathlessly, and your heart stops.

You instantly stood up. “Yuji, are you okay?”

“Gojo- he’s-“ in between heaving breaths, he tries to speak.

Tears are already welling up in your eyes at just the mere mention of his name, because if he was okay, why would Yuji seem this distressed?

“Where?” Your voice trembles as you croak out.

“Infirmary,” he manages to say in between deep breaths.

Typically, you would help Yuji and probably take him with you considering it looks like he’s about to have an asthma attack, but any rationality left your mind the moment he mentioned Gojo. Right now, your main priority is to get to him, whether that means seeing him alive and well or in a body bag. You storm into the infirmary like you were never taught manners, but again, you don’t care; the only thing on your mind is getting to Gojo, which you do despite his (and Shoko’s) wide-eyed stare. Gojo quickly stands up from his seat and starts approaching you; you do the same, both of you approaching each other as if in a sort of trance.

You can't stop the tears from streaming down your face as you exclaim, “Gojo!” and rush into his arms.

He chuckles at your suddenness but immediately wraps his arms around you. “Miss me?” He coos in your ear.

You pull away slightly to look at him in disbelief. “Of course I missed you, idiot!” you snap through your tears.

When he notices your tears, he immediately brings his hands up and cups your faces, his thumbs wiping away stray tears. “Oh baby, why are you crying?”

You sniffle and take a deep breath, but find yourself sobbing even more, “I never thought I'd see you again.”

Gojo’s thumbs are still wiping your tears away as he leans in, his forehead briefly resting on yours before his lips brush against yours, and your eyes flutter close at the sensation. Gojo isn’t good with words; he’s never been, but he’s great with actions, which is why he knows this will comfort you more than anything he could say right now. His lips suddenly envelop yours; the familiar pace of his kisses and the way your lips fit together like puzzle pieces make your head spin and your legs turn to jelly. Gojo feels you wobble and immediately slips his hands from your cheeks to your waist to keep you upright, and goosebumps cover your entire body at the feeling of his hands, as if they were designed to rest there, as if you and him were two parts of a whole. With a slight smirk, Gojo pulls away.

“Don't worry. You’re not getting rid of me that easily.”

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thejujvtsupost · 3 months

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Smitten: The First Date

It’s been way too long since I’ve updated this series and I have so many ideas for them coming up. Lmk if you wanna be added to the series taglist!

Notes: F!reader, first official date, anxiety and jitters, fluff. Just really fluffy.

“Satoru you’re already running late, I’ll be okay here.”

“The kids will understand. Do you want another blanket?” Gojo’s class started three minutes ago and he refused to leave his office until he was sure you were set.

You’d been taking up the couch in his office during the day for the last few weeks, it soothed some of Gojo’s anxiety about leaving you alone now that his energy was rubbing off on you.

You nodded your head and Gojo draped another throw over your body. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too much longer before your leg healed so you could freely walk; maybe then your boyfriend would relax. (Unlikely) “The kids rely on their teacher to be on time, but thank you. We should bring in a space heater tomorrow, how did you get by without having one in here so far?”

“You’re always cold, and it’s not that bad usually but I don’t spend much time in here; too lonely. You know I’m not far and text me if you need anything at all. I’ll see you for lunch?”

“Go be a teacher before Yaga decides to hire someone with better attendance please.”

“Kiss first!” He exclaimed and kissed your lips before pulling away with a ‘mwah!’ sound, leaving you laughing at his cartoonish display.

You just shook your head at him while reigning yourself in, “I’ll be here when you’re done.”

“Are you sure about this, Kugisake? It looks like a lot with the flowers on the table too.”

“Girls love surprises, Sensei. Last time Fushiguro poked his head in she was asleep, this is literally the perfect time.” Nobara was putting the finishing touches on the makeshift dining table, while Yuuji and Megumi plated the food- something they took surprisingly seriously. Really they just wanted to impress you. “You should go get her before the food gets cold.”

Gojo followed the directions given to him by the 15 year old girl and took the short trip down the hall.

You were still sound asleep, and he heavily debated on postponing but the kids were indiscreetly spying on him. He couldn’t back out on it.

“Hey, baby, it’s time for lunch.” He knelt down to your level and rubbed your shoulder until you stirred- he hated waking you up. He hated it a little less when you gave him your half asleep smile.

“Lunch?” The coffee table was empty, usually he brought lunch with him.

“We’re actually going on a little mission, you and I. So up you go!”

“‘Toru! Crutches!” He had you in his arms and out of the room before you could even reach for them.

“Nope!” What did he mean no? How long was he going to carry you?

“Ta-da!” Apparently not long. Your boyfriend sat you in a chair and did jazz hands at the display in front of you- you put together then that it was a date. Your first date.

It was all arranged carefully and the food made your stomach grumble. “‘Toru this is wonderful! You didn’t have to do all this!”

“The kids helped, they’d kill me if I didn’t give partial credit.”

“I kinda figured since there’s three mysteriously floating heads spying on us in the doorway behind you.”

Gojo turned around, shooed them away with only some complaints, before closing the door and returned to your lunch date. “I know our relationship hasn’t evolved in the most traditional ways but I still wanted you to know that I care about the normal stuff too. A lot has been going on but I hadn’t even taken you out yet.”

“I wasn’t expecting anything-”

“I know,” Gojo sighed. “But I pulled you into a world you never knew existed and now you’re stuck with my baggage too. I think you’re doing great by the way, you haven’t even tried escaping.”

“Tried escaping- you’re ridiculous sometimes Satoru. Your world isn’t baggage, I know it can be cruel at times but it’s not all bad. It’s just a different experience, but I feel like I found my place with you all; I’ve never had that before…”

“You always have a place where I am, always.” His tone was serious enough to make your heart feel warm. Sometimes Gojo catches you off guard with how much he cares. His silliness is only one piece of the puzzle that is your boyfriend.

“Well I guess it’s good that I wanna be where you are, always.”

You both smiled at each other, and if you chose to ignore the sets of peeping eyes through the classroom window; then that was between you and the first years.

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chuuyrr · 1 year

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I’ll actually like to request how the higher ups found out about how powerful baby! SW! Fushiguro is and how was their reaction

Papa Gojo’s protectiveness is going to Infinity!

how gojo reacted when the higher-ups found out how powerful scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader actually is

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): spoilers for jujutsu kaisen, mentions of scarlet witch's abilities and powers, mentions of threat and violence

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! jujutsu kaisen x child! reader (gojo)

before you read: hi, in case you're new, you're megumi's younger half-sibling, and while you don't have cursed energy, you do have scarlet witch's powers and abilities! aside from that, as a special scarlet witch variant, you also have the ability to travel across the multiverse. how chaotic! furthermore, like your half-brother megumi, you are being cared for by gojo satoru, who also serves as your adoptive father. for more info, please see the masterlist.

when gojo satoru first got you, he shamelessly brought you to jujutsu tech with him because he didn't want to leave you all alone at something like a daycare after discovering how you and the children back there don't really get along. he also needed an excuse to take a break from work and spend time with you, his child.

and when gojo wasn't around, it was either yaga-sensei, nanami, shoko, utahime, or his beloved students who looked after you when you met and warmed to them.

gojo used to bring you to his faculty meetings as well as his meetings with higher-ups, but then something happened—the event that changed everything.

the higher-ups didn't care about you at first. they simply saw you as another fushiguro toji, a person devoid of cursed energy, given that your half-brother, megumi, had already inherited the ten shadows technique. in fact, they have no idea why gojo decided to take you in when you "weren't" even special.

anyway, gojo took you to jujutsu tech as usual. you were holding his hand, munching on a mochi he had brought you for a snack, and he was telling you about this boring faculty meeting he was going to.

"i promise i'll try to make it quick, kikufuku," gojo says with a long sigh, "hopefully gakuganji won't make the meeting take long and just get on with what we're going to discuss."

"it's okay!" you nodded with a smile to which gojo chuckled softly and patted your head.

you both entered the faculty room, where you met shoko, yaga-sensei, utahime, the blue-haired lady, and that old guy gakuganji, whom gojo despised so much. you immediately bowed your head in respect and let gojo hold your hand as you ran up to yaga-sensei, clinging to his pant leg before embracing shoko and utahime.

however, just as you were talking to shoko and utahime, gakuganji interrupted, saying, "we're here for a meeting, not a chit chat."

yikes. well, to be fair, you didn't like that old guy gakuganji either, just as your adoptive father did. he was nothing like gojo's yaga-sensei. shoko, utahime, and even the blue-haired lady you didn't talk to much were kinder and gentler than yaga-sensei.

"oi gramps. it's not good for your age to rush," gojo said, clicking his tongue, "watch it."

with that, gojo turned his attention to you, softening his demeanor from sharp to calm, motioning you over with a smile, "come on, kikufuku."

the faculty meeting quickly followed. tou were fiddling with your fingers, and occasionally with gojo's, as he and everyone else in the room discussed taking in more new students, as well as the grades of gojo's first and second year students, and so on.

to be honest, it was a little boring, so you excused yourself to go outside for a few minutes, and that's when you ran into your older brother, megumi, and his friends, who had just returned from a mission.

"oh, [name]-chan!" yuuji exclaimed with a smile, as he noticed you instantly, "oi! we're back!"

"welcome back!" you exclaimed joyfully, wrapping your arms around yuuji before rushing over to megumi, who patted your head affectionately with a small smile.

"did you miss us, kiddo?" maki quipped, grinning as she placed her hands on her hip, which you nodded your head at in response, "mhm!"

"say, where's gojo-sensei?" nobara asked next.

"daddy has a meeting with everyone back inside," you explained, looking up at nobara.

"you must have gotten bored, huh?" nobara laughed, shaking her head.

it didn't take long for you to start following the first and second year students because the faculty meeting that gojo was having was boring and putting you off, especially with that old guy gakuganji who he despised so much.

you didn't want to hear his thoughts out loud, especially his comments of you being nothing more than gojo's adopted child but, as you were spending time with the students, following them to the grounds, you had an instinctive feeling.

you turned your head in the direction of where you felt a sense of dread. you creased your brows. could this be the cursed energy that gojo told you all about? it felt really strange and more powerful than megumi and his friends.

"[name]? is there something wrong?" megumi inquired, noticing your gaze was diverted elsewhere. he eventually sensed it before he could react further. the jujutsu sorcerers blinked. it wasn't just an ominous aura wafting in the amotsphere. it was a curse's.

megumi furrowed his brows at you, confused. he knew from gojo that you didn't have cursed energy, so how did you just sense that?

"stay behind us, [name]," megumi exclaimed, pulling you behind him as he and his classmates readied themselves for the stance and stood in front of you protectively, feeling the curse's immense energy draw closer and closer.

for some strange reason, stray curses have recently become prevalent. gojo had already expressed his concern about this to the higher-ups, but it was still happening.

you found yourself gulping nervously as the trees in front of you shook violently. the energy emanating from whatever was out there was foreboding. as the wind whipped up, you found yourself clinging to megumi's pant leg, closing your eyes shut in fear.

WHOOOSH!

when you finally had the courage to open your eyes and look up, you saw nobara and yuuji, as well as maki and panda, flinging from the immense raw cursed energy that had just sliced through the air. "it's an unregistered special grade," megumi exclaimed as he summoned his demon dogs, holding you protectively.

your eyes widened in fear. that was just raw energy right now, and yet half of megumi's friends had been blown away, and worse, they had been injured. your hands and lips trembled at the sight of blood dripping and wounds all over them.

"megumi! [name]!" you and your brother both directed your gaze to the opposite end of the grounds, where you discovered gojo and the rest of the faculty running towards you two. mei-mei, yaga, and utahime rushed to help the students who had been seriously injured.

however, before they could reach you and megumi, you both were blown away by the same tremendous raw cursed energy. as you became separated from him in mid-air,egumi screamed for you. gojo teleported towards you instinctively at first, but everything seemed to slow down. just as gojo was about to grab you, the special grade curse appeared, only a few inches away from you.

you weren't sure, but the same feeling you had, when you sensed the curse and saw how everyone else was injured, grew stronger.

within a split second, an explosive burst of sanguine red mixed with black streaks had washed the entire area, creating smoke from its collision with the curse. gojo and the rest of jujutsu sorcerers reacted in the same way that megumi and the others had to the special grade curse.

"w-what was that?!" nobara cried out.

maki's eyes widened, "...was that the curse?"

"that wasn't a curse," gojo muttered, his light blue six eyes widening at the sight of your small silhouette standing in the middle of the grounds. "that was [name]" he exclaimed, along with yaga, mei-mei, utahime, and, most notably, gakuganji.

you found yourself staring at the curse, which had nearly been obliterated by the red repulsive energy you had just released. your gaze was drawn to the red vapor-like hues seeping from your fingers.

"[name]? but, she doesn't have cursed energy.." utahime muttered in disbelief, "h-how?"

"this cannot be," gakuganji exclaimed, his closed fists trembling.

before gojo could respond, the curse flung its raw cursed energy towards you as you darted towards megumi, whipping up a violent wind intended to cleave you, but with a simple raise of your hands, the same red psionics from earlier came out and protected you, deflecting it like nothing. you found yourself softly gasping and eventually smiling. this power—it felt strange, but it felt right—so right.

this newfound power caused you to behave as if you were on autopilot. the jujutsu sorcerers looked on in awe as you subconsciously augmented your speed and made your way towards megumi and gojo.

the curse whipped more wind at you and lunged at you, gojo, and megumi with blinding speed. its sharp talons were meant to cut you down, but you stopped it with your red psionics. as the curse struggled against you and your power, you found yourself subconsciously smirking at it. your [color] eyes are now a menacing red.

your red psionics lacerated its limb without another word and in a split second, and the next thing you knew, you were unconsciously twitching your fingers as you raised your hand. you proceeded to lift the curse into the air, and it disintegrated into nothing as your red psionics tore it down, releasing a massive shockwave in the process.

both megumi and gojo immediately pulled you into their arms as the entire area trembled at the mercy of your power. that was how immense those red psionics of yours were. in fact, it felt even more dreadful than that curse.

"kikufuku! hey, are you okay?" gojo cupped your face in his larger hands, still stunned by the faint red glow in your [color] eyes, "kikufuku!"

gakuganji had intervened before you could respond to your adoptive father. as his heavy footsteps thumped across the ground, you instinctively held onto gojo and megumi.

"that child is a monster!" gakuganji exclaimed, waving a finger at you angrily.

you muttered, lips trembling, "w-what?"

"hey, watch your fucking mouth old man," gojo bit back, holding you protectively close to him as his unveiled six eyes glared darkly at him.

"that wasn't cursed energy, but it was far greater than a special grade's!" gakuganji continued, "all this time, you've been hiding that kind of power from the higher-ups when it poses a threat, an even bigger threat than sukuna's vessel and the queen of curses!"

as gakuganji stormed away, you couldn't help but let tears fall from your eyes. didn't you just save megumi and the rest from that curse? was that what you really were? a monster?

"[name]," megumi noticed the tears streaming down your cheeks as you bit your lip and hung your head low, "hey.. it's okay.." your older brother comforted you by rubbing your arm.

"that son of a bitch," gojo clicked his tongue and clenched his hands into fists, "who does he think he is, huh?"

"i-i'm.. sorry.." you sputtered out, now breaking down into a sob, "i'm so sorry.."

"no.. [name].. hey, now.." megumi patted your head, "it's not your fault. don't apologize."

"listen to megumi," gojo said, his gaze and tone of voice softening as he turned his attention to you, "you did nothing wrong. in fact, you were amazing. your papa was right about you being special." gojo smiled and caught your tears.

"but.. he said.. he said he was going to tell.. and i'm a.. t-threat.." you sniffled, rubbing your eyes.

"i'm going to protect you, kikufuku. it's going to be okay, i promise. daddy will take care of it," gojo embraced you tightly, rubbing your back before kissing and patting the top of your head.

the higher-ups were furious after you used your psionics for the first time. they felt the shockwave and the intensity of it despite being miles away from you. but either way, gojo remained true to his words. he made certain to leave you in the care of megumi, knowing how your older brother would be able to look after you as he presented himself to the higher-ups.

"we entrusted fushiguro [name] to you precisely, and you dared to keep her gift a secret, gojo satoru. if your child had remained uncontrollable, [name] could have wiped out an entire town, a city!" one of them exclaimed.

"if [name] had, i would have risked my life to prevent her from harming anyone, and mind you, [name] did not pose a threat to anyone. she protected our students from the stray special grade curse that all of you failed to keep out," gojo retorted back at the higher-ups.

"if the zenin clan had only taken custody of fushiguro [name], maybe she wouldn't have accidentally unleashed something devastating like that. we should execute that child!" said another, scoffing, suggesting to the others.

"if it comes to that decision, then i will just kill all of you right here and then," gojo said as he pulled his blindfold around his neck, revealing his crystalline blue eyes, which were now staring coldly at each of them who were hiding within their walls.

there was a spine-chilling tension in the air as gojo tilted his head and clenched his fist.

"[name] may not have my name, but she's my child, and she's under my custody."

[ author's notes ! hello there, i'm back :) ♡ sorry for not posting anything new, i've been busy with school and finals exams, and as soon as i was done—i got sick, not cool—but the good news is, i'm feeling better now so here's an update!

also just for context: gojo already knew about baby fushiguro's wiggly-woos magic, but he's been hiding it. tbh writing angry! protective! gojo made me think of taylor swift's bad blood. thank you for requesting dear anon :) ]

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yuumisagi · 3 years

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Anonymous said

How the Gojo, Nanami Yaga react if s/o was strong and tough sorceror but would get scared when they watch scary movies???

STRONG S/O WHO IS AFRAID OF SCARY MOVIES

❦ when he discovers a new cute side of yours

pick a character ༄ gojo nanami yaga

content. no warnings bebs

notes. i've got so much angst writing ideas y'all help me ಥ_ಥ

➤ GOJO SATORU

you, gojo, and geto used to go on missions together as the strongest trio back then, until you all got stronger and started to go on missions separately

you were a strong and fearless sorcerer who’s immensely feared by curses and respected among the jujutsu world (and the strongest sorcerer is your boyfriend hehe <3)

no matter how strong your opponents were, you never backed down from a fight and that’s what gojo loves about you

fast forward to the present, you just came back from an abroad trip and gojo’s bringing the students to see a movie, so he asked you to join them because he didn’t want to be the only “adult”

hoping to relieve your stress, you agreed to go - just to find out that it was a horror movie

you knew you had to keep a tough front because gojo would definitely tease you if he found out that you - one of the strongest sorcerers - were scared of this kind of movies

but bad news — how could you hide your fear when he bought couple seats for you two

he had his arm around your waist while you were trying to squint as hard as you can, hoping that the blurry vision would help you be less afraid

“i didn’t know you had poor eyesight”

“because i don’t?” you stopped squinting to prevent gojo from asking further

very timely, a jump scare along with its frightening, loud sound ended up making you flinch

“oho is our mighty y/n scared?”

“no”

a moment of silence between you two

“AAHEY WHAT’S THAT!?”

he pointed to the ground over your side, which made you accidentally let out a nervous squeal “eek- huiahd what what” while also jumping onto him, arms wrapped around his neck

brrr you don’t know how much you’ve made his ego boost

“oh, it was nothing. sorry i have a bad eyesight”

pfft his six eyes be like: 👁👄👁 am i a joke to you?

you glared at the platinum-haired man child before sitting back down with your arms crossed, unamused

although it’s pretty evident that gojo’s enjoying this newly discovered side of you

“aww is my baby scared of horror movies~ should we sneak out then~” he cooed, hugging you close

“aren’t you a responsible teacher~”

“but this cutie is scared, aren’t you~”

“i’m a sorcerer, satoru. i can handle thi-”

it was as if even the film is on gojo’s side today because..

jump scare.

made you flinch again mid sentence and your eyes tightly shut

that’s when you felt something grazing your ears and the bridge of your nose

you opened your eyes to find out that it was satoru’s sunglasses that you’re wearing

“you can sleep on my shoulder. do you need airpods too?”

what’s with this mature gojo satoru?

anyways, you cuddled up to gojo and slept for the rest of the movie

and you regretted that you ever thought he was mature because immediately after you guys got back to jujutsu high, the man child himself made up a parody to perform in front of the other staffs

“yeah y/n was like ’oh gojo-senpai i’m so scared kya!’ and i was like ’here, take my shoulder’ *sparkly handsome eyes*˚✧₊⁎❝≀ˍ̮ ❝⁎⁺˳✧༚”

yes you smacked tf outta him

not to mention how he later purchased a black wig and a white dress to scare you

he just wanted to see that side of you again 👀👉👈

➤ NANAMI KENTO

unlike with gojo, nanami held respect for you

not just because you’re strong but you and nanami were also like-minded as model sorcerers who followed the rules despite having hatred towards the system

you and your blonde-haired sorcerer got together after fighting alongside each other in a couple missions

but these days, the increasing amount of curses wasn’t letting you spend time with him because you’re both always on a mission

finally on a day that you and nanami were both free, you guys decided to go on your first movie date together

“i heard the movie ’it’ is good” you recalled the suggestion by gojo without even knowing what the movie’s about

and because nanami never knew your movie preferences, he purchased the earliest tickets then you guys quickly got into your seats

nanami doesn’t watch movies often, so he was impressed to see how realistic some of the scenes were, especially with the clown’s appearance

he was very much immersed in the movie, analyzing every detail and silently complimenting their acting skills in his head

he wondered what you thought about this movie

so he turned to you just to see you covering your ears with your hands and your eyes not even looking at the screen

it was a bit surprising to know that you were scared of these kinds of movies, but he felt more worried than surprised

“are you okay?” his hand lightly patted on your back, yet it made you flinch

you looked at him while you took one hand to cover your sight to the screen

“yeah i’m okay”

which was obviously a lie and he knew because he noticed that your voice was shaking

“are you scared?”

“..no”

you answered like he’d buy your lies, which he didn’t, as he intensely stared at you until you finally admitted to the truth “…yeah”

“should we leave then?”

“it’s fine kento, that would be a waste of money”

a loud thud from the movie caused you to cling onto his arm

“see?” his other arm stroked the back of your head before he held your hand to lead you out of the cinema “let’s go get something to eat”

you insisted to pay for dinner because he already bought the tickets and you let it go to waste

“okay” he said

and he paid.

his reason was: because you already suffered emotionally in the cinema

anyways, nanami sure gave gojo a beating he deserved for the recommendation which was actually a prank to see how you’d react to horror movies

“uargh but how was the movie tho~ was y/n scared?”

“i didn’t like it” nanami replied as he gave gojo another smack

he didn’t tell anyone how you were so scared back in the movie theatre despite being such a strong sorcerer who fought way disgusting curses all the time

because he didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, especially with gojo who would annoy the hell out of you if he knew

ever since, he would take notes about what makes you uncomfortable and he’d always ask you before doing anything to make sure you’re okay with it

occasional head pats as he rethinks about how cute you were when you clung onto him — not that you knew about that 👀

➤ YAGA MASAMICHI

you were his top student back then and a teacher at jujutsu high at the present

he liked that you were stubborn, how you’d refuse to give up in any fight, because it was the reason why you’re so strong today

and also why he ended up with you after accepting your persistent affections

one day, you found a dvd with ‘instant family’ written on the covers which seemed to be a comedy movie

so you and yaga had a movie night that day

after inserting the dvd into the player, the screen played a scene of a well instead of what you expected to see

and a pale, long-haired figure in a white dress came out from it, scaring you as you screech and jump on yaga, who was sitting next to you on the couch

someone must have accidentally messed up the dvds with the wrong covers

he let out a short laugh, surprised to see you being more scared of a ghost than those curses you normally exorcise with ease

“are you scared of this?”

you nodded quietly because you couldn’t bring yourself to admit it with words

“wait here for a sec”

as he stood up, you pulled the hem of his sweater “wait, where are you going?” your eyes a bit teary

couldn’t resist your don’t leave me here alone eyes, he carried you with one arm and went to turn of the dvd player, shutting down the tv

then he proceeds to carry you to the kitchen as he took an ice cream box from the freezer and gave it to you along with a spoon before heading back to the previous location

of course, he also brought some of his cursed corpse dolls and some of his cute normal plushies to surround you on the couch

you sat still and ate the ice cream as yaga looks for the correct dvd of ’instant family’, which he finally did, so he placed that in the player and went to sit with you

“you’re still a kid after all” he smiled at you while patting your head, before bringing his arm to hold you by your waist

“no, i’m not. i’m a teacher”

“okay teacher, eat your ice cream”

ever since that day, his view of you pretty much changed

he started to spoil you more with sweets and randomly gift you cute plushies just because

and he also doesn’t say this, but he lowkey hopes gojo or something would scare you so he’d be able to see you depend on him, which was a rare sight since you’re normally independent and strong yourself

but he wouldn’t let anyone know and tease you about this because he doesn’t want you to feel uncomfortable (and mr. yaga himself would rather not have gojo or anyone chummy up with you as they tease)

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖊 and 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖙 ? ⇢ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ♡

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uwuwriting · 3 years

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Nightmares w/ Fushiguro, Itadori and Gojo

Request: Since you write for JJK now could I req Megumi, Yuuji and Satoru where reader has a nightmare and they have a sleepover? - anonymous

Heehehehehehehehehehe the first ever JJK post on here and oh boyyyyyy. I love all of them so much but Yuuji and Megumi just hit different. Ah the flavor. This may not be the song post I had promised yall earlier today but I couldn’t help myself after reading a bunch of thirst posts from @jujutsucurses and I just felt the need to contribute to this fandom. Love ya.💖💖

masterlist II rules

warnings: nightmares, some tears but mainly fluff.

Fushiguro Megumi

-Ahhhh I love this man so much fiohwohfo.

-He gets why you have nightmares.

-Your latest mission had gone south leaving you the sole survivor of the whole ordeal.

-He could see the fear in your eyes the moment you stepped into the school but since he didn’t want to expose you in front of the others he had just grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers before giving a firm squeeze.

-It was a simple reminder that he was here with you.

-That you were alright and nothing could hurt you now.

-So when he heard the soft knock on his door that night he knew immediately who it was.

-He already had your favorite hoodie of his splayed on his bed and a fluffy blanket so you could cuddle before bed maybe vent to him if you wanted.

-Opening the door he came face to face with a teary eyed you clutching the ends of your sleeves in a vice grip while your voice trembled as you spoke.

- “C-can I sleep h-here tonight?”

-He wasted no time in pulling you into a hug and leading you to his bed, motioning to the hoodie as an invitation.

-He turned around while you changed, walking out of his room for a moment to grab you a glass of water only to be stopped by a small whine.

- “I’ll be right back angel.”

-In two minutes you were cuddled up under the fluffy blanket, your ear pressed over Megumi’s beating heart as you balled his shirt in your fists, wanting him as close as possible.

-He couldn’t do much.

-You hadn’t spoken since you came in and no matter how much he hugged and rubbed your back he couldn’t stop your trembles.

-Raising his knees, he caged your form closer to his body peppering kisses on your hairline as he continued to rub small circles on your back.

- “Wanna try to sleep?”

-You looked up at him before burying your face in his neck, giving him a small nod before hooking your arms under his.

-Without moving a lot, he laid down kissing you again before closing his eyes.

- “I don’t know what happened and you don’t have to tell me. But I can see how much it hurts you and I can’t just let that go on, so what do you say you stay here for the next few days?”

-You could only nod in agreement as you nuzzled more into his chest.

- “I love you.”

-It was a restful week.

-Although you did have Gojo teasing you and warning about unplanned pregnancies.

-Nobara couldn’t understand what you saw in Megumi *um girl is you blind?* and kept sneaking into his room.

-Yuuji….didn’t really care, he gave you guys a wave every morning when you got out for breakfast and that was really it.

-Makki cannot wait to tell Todo that Megumi has a girlfriend who stays in his room every night.

Itadori Yuuji

-Baby boiii.

-He is so cute omg.

-I cannot begin to describe how much I love him and his stupid fluffy pink hair.

-Anyways back to the point.

-He knew that his ‘death’ had shaken you up.

-It had been weeks until his classmates found out that he was indeed alive and well.

-That Sukuna had resurrected him and that everything was fine.

-In those weeks he also knew that you mourned him and that you most likely blamed yourself for what happened to him.

-You were there, you saw Sukuna rip his heart out from his chest *literally*.

-He remembers seeing the terror behind your eyes as he watched the scene unfold while under Sukuna’s control.

-He remembers how you scrambled out of the car despite your bleeding injuries only to get to him.

-It haunted him as well at times.

-He couldn’t get your face at that moment out of his mind.

-But despite your fear for him not being next to you in the morning during breakfast, you had never bothered him before.

-Nobara had to calm you down more than once but you had made her promise to not outer a word to anyone if she valued her bag collection.

-Tonight though you had an aching feeling that you wouldn’t find him in his dorm.

-That you had lost him again and that caused you to rush to his dorm at 3 am, frantic knocking almost waking up Megumi next door.

- “Babe?”

-He was right there in front of you, hand raised to rub his eye the other one underneath his hoodie scratching at his stomach.

-He is alright, he is not dead, he is alive, he is okay-

- “Hey hey why are you crying? Y/N baby what’s wrong?”

-He pulled you inside quickly wrapping his arms around your waist and bringing you flush to his chest, his worry sky rocketing when you started full on sobbing while clasping his shirt.

- “Y-you’re o-okay.”

-And with that he knew immediately what this was all about.

-He never expected you to have a breakdown.

-Your rage the moment you found out he was alive and then the lecture he got from you were the only reactions he had gotten about that incident.

-But here you were, crying your eyes out because you thought that he was gone again.

- “P-please don’t l-leave me a-again. P-please Yuuji.”

-Scooping you up in his arms, he let you wrap your legs lightly around him as he took you with him to the kitchen to grab a glass of water in hopes of calming you down.

-Unlike Megumi he wasn’t about to leave you alone in his room not even for a second.

-When It’s time to finally go back to sleep he won’t pull you off of him he’ll just lay you on his chest with your head over his heart.

- “I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. I’m alright. We’re alright.”

Gojo Satoru

-In all of his years as a sorcerer he had never seen you so defeated before.

-It was a rare sight and one he never wants to see again.

-Being a teacher in the same school as him made keeping an eye on your idiot of a boyfriend easy.

-Or so you thought.

-You were with him on the car ride to meet principal Yaga when he said to leave him on the side of the street.

- “I’ll find you at Yaga’s darling.”

- “Sato what-”

-He had simply kissed you before closing the door mouthing an ‘I love you’.

-He had worried you out of your mind.

-You had sensed the presence of immense amounts of cursed energy at some point while you waited which only made the matters worse.

-He will be fine, he is the best for a reason.

-No matter how logical those thoughts sounded you couldn’t fully convince yourself.

-He came later than other times and you could see he was a little disheveled.

-Not much because he is Gojo Satoru after all but you were able to notice.

-Later that night he told you what had happened and you got into a small argument about his recklessness and how he shouldn’t keep you out of things like this.

- “We are a team Sato, we always have been. No matter what you don’t just tell me to leave.”

-You had both gone to sleep with slight frowns on your faces, the bitter taste of your argument still present on your tongues.

-Despite it all he still clung to you, his arms wrapped securely around your middle as you nestled back into him.

-He woke up at an ungodly hours because you were fidgeting next to him.

-Trembles and soft sobs racked through your body, your eyes still closed but your brows had furrowed, a grimace present on your features as you turned this way and that.

-Your hand was clutching his oh so tightly, small whimpers leaving your lips as sweat rolled down your forehead.

- “Darling? Wake up.”

-You shrunk away as he went to nudge your shoulder with his other hand and that’s when he realized that he wasn’t going to wake you up so easily.

-When you had nightmares it could only go one of two ways.

- A) you woke up before Satoru even realized you were having a nightmare or

- B) you couldn’t wake up at all unless Satoru splashed you with water or maybe an earthquake happened.

-Apparently this particular night you wouldn't be able to wake up.

-Bringing you into his lap with his fingers still intertwined with yours, he swayed back and forth as more trembles shook through you.

-He hated it when you had nightmares.

-He felt so useless.

-He couldn’t protect you from them, he couldn’t stop them and he couldn’t fight them.

-He could only try to calm you down by making his presence clear while you battled them alone.

-You were right, you two have always been a team and will always be one.

-That will never change no matter what.

- “I’m here, darling, I’m here.”

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nameless-shrimp · 3 years

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HANGING BY A MOMENT || SATORU GOJO

You and Satoru Gojo were the strongest together; some even said you both were the most powerful duo. However, after the incident that happened, it was questioned whether you were the most strongest with your mindset.

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x F!Reader

Type: One-shot

Warnings: Mentions of suicide/implied suicide, depression, heavy angst with character death, swearing, and grammar errors.

Notes: Because I like to hurt my heart a lot. This is pretty bad, not gonna lie, so I'm sorry if it's terrible.

The thing about Satoru Gojo was that he was the strongest.

It was shown through the cursed techniques that he portrayed. Whenever there was a small cry for help, he could sense the weaknesses of the curses and was able to be exorcised within a matter of seconds to minutes, or maybe, less than an hour. He was too good for the jujutsu world.

However, beneath all of the powers that he was able to show off, what was the most strongest of all is his love for you. And—it really did start after you were assigned to train with him at first, when he was a second-year and you were the first-year.

Both of you battled through everything together; you both became the most powerful duo. Cocky smirks and cheeky grins were shown after each curse was exorcised and you were there for him throughout his own mental battles as well, whilst he did the same for you.

But as time went on, it suddenly began to worsen for you, and you weren’t sure if it was due to the stressful order of the higher ups or maybe, it was because of the horrendous scenes that you were forced to witness every single time you walked out the door for a mission.

With your husband at your side, Satoru always found his way to be there for you.

Satoru knew about your sudden depression that hit you so hard, almost as if a tidal wave had swept your voice away and every night, he heard you cry about having to risk your life on a daily basis. He couldn’t bring himself to go to work most days, leaving Nanami the work to pick up after him, and Satoru knew you were a priority, but the innocents around the world were just as important too.

However, whenever you broke down crying, wanting the mental pain to stop, Satoru could only hold onto you and give you soft kisses on your neck, forehead, hands—anywhere. He wanted you to calm down, to be safe, to be trusted, and to be happy.

“I love you,” Satoru whispered close to your ears, holding you close to his chest, not minding the tears that were dripping onto his bare chest. He sighed, clutching onto you tightly. “I love you; you’re not alone. You’re going to get through this. You’re the strongest person I know, baby, you’ll manage.”

“I know,” your voice croaked, and his heart felt as if he was losing its pieces. He couldn’t stand seeing you in so much mental pain.

As time progressed, you avoided going to the sessions with the students, and they all relied on Satoru to pick up the pace with everyone. He couldn’t blame you though, you didn’t love the life you had as a jujutsu sorcerer, and Satoru kept up a happy face in front of his students. Sometimes, taking them out to dinner and annoying Nanami helped get him through the day, but most nights, you were underneath the covers, frightened by the past trauma that soared through your head.

The nights were endless, but Satoru remained by your side. With every pull to his chest and kiss to the forehead, it eased your breakdowns a little bit more. Satoru couldn’t blame you for acting the way you did. The sight of blood, murder, indescribable and unforgivable crimes of assault were all over the streets as a jujutsu sorcerer; this wasn’t something you had asked for and you simply wanted it to stop—to make it all fucking stop.

“The life you have now isn’t for you, you don’t have to walk this path anymore if you don’t want it,” Satoru explained to you one night, where your breath was heaving against his chest and you stared at the minimal ceiling above you. “Nanami quit. He couldn’t take this shit anymore either, so you can do the same.”

“And what about you?” You questioned, trailing your fingers along his.

He smiled at you, comfort growing within the blue aura gaze of his eyes. “I love you. I’m supporting you with whatever you wanna do, especially if it’s best for you.”

And—well, that lasted for one night.

The higher ups had assigned you a mission, despite the fact that you avoided the majority of your sessions with the students and that you declined most of the missions you received. While Satoru was out in Tokyo with his first-years, you laid in your bed, covers pulled up to your neck as you read the message that was sent to you by Principal Yaga. It turned out that there was a special grade curse that was inhabiting a college campus and it needed an immediate exorcision.

You have taken out multiple special grade curses; most of the time it was with Satoru, especially when you both were still students at Jujutsu Tech, and you knew that this would’ve been a breeze. However, you haven’t trained in about two months; you knew that you were rusty, you knew that your mind was lost in its own shadows and your thoughts wandered to different directions. It wasn’t the best bet for you to go fight this special grade curse on your own, but—for some reason, a part of you decided to take control.

The moment you left the house, you contacted Satoru that you would be out on an important mission, and despite the multiple times he tried to call you, you declined every one of them. The higher ups had their ways, and you always ignored what they said, not minding their conservative viewpoints to slash your own opinions of them; they had their own despicable tasks, and perhaps, this was one of the missions that you’d be falling in for their act.

It didn’t take long until you realized you were next to burning buildings and the bodies of innocent students were laid out in front of you. It was a breeze fooling around with the special-grade curse, and it had that cocky grin on its face every time it tried to make a move on you, but with every swift dodge, it only caught itself in its own tangled web.

However, you felt your movements to be fast and sturdy, though it was all hollow. Nothing but emptiness was washing over you as you only kept your arms crossed while dodging every physical attack that the curse tried to unleash on you. Their techniques were weak, as you always thought, and you never could stop yourself from laughing because you knew you sounded like your husband.

A part of you wanted it all to vanish and have this come to an end. And with one glance of the burning buildings around you as you bent down to look at the decaying bodies that were surrounding your presence, you felt a strong surge of power growing within you.

Before you knew it, you decided to flash a smile, and finally make it all come to an end.

“Sat—”

“Don’t.”

“Satoru!”

“Don’t fucking get in my way.”

Yaga attempted to get in the way of Satoru, who was stopping him from coming into the building. With an unpleasant look on his face, Yaga grabbed ahold of Satoru, ignoring the fact that Satoru did not use Infinity, and then pushed him against the wall, making eye contact with the white-haired man whose eyes hid beneath the blindfold.

Yaga didn’t admit it, but he knew it.

Satoru’s eyes were pooled with sorrow underneath his blindfold, and maybe, like one of these situations, Satoru was thankful to have worn a blindfold every day for his life. At least no one could see how much suffering he was going through; one moment he felt his heartbeat stop its pace, and another, it continued to beat rapidly, such as when Yaga caught him off guard and now his back was against the wall.

“Is it true?” Satoru gritted his teeth, placing his hands on the grip of Yaga’s. “Fucking tell me if it’s true.”

“Satoru…” Yaga’s voice lowered and he looked away, not wanting to admit the news of his wife’s death right in front of him. He closed his eyes and scrunched up his nose in displeasure.

With that expression, Satoru got his answer. He pursed his lips, unsure if he should cry or let out a frustrated scream, but he did neither. Instead, he tightened his lips in a thin line, holding back a choke, and then asked, “how did… what happened…”

“Satoru,” Yaga sighed, lowering his grasp on the man and then he placed his arm down, finally letting Satoru go from his grip. “You don’t need to—”

“Like hell,” Satoru interrupted angrily. “Tell me what the hell happened.”

“We don’t know,” Yaga cautiously spoke at the mourning man in front of him.

“How the fuck do you not know?! You’re telling me nobody knows how my wife di—”

“The higher ups assigned her a mission for a special grade,” Yaga explained, turning his gaze away from Satoru. Clearly, not even Yaga, himself, wanted to talk about such depressing matters. “Y/N agreed to it immediately. The curse was exorcised, but her life was taken in the process of it.”

“No fucking way,” Satoru quipped, stomping on his foot. “She’s not that stupid. She wouldn’t allow herself to die so easily to a special grade. We went through so much shit together. And you’re telling me her life was taken away from it?”

“Sato—”

“You’re just messing with me, aren’t you?”

“Satoru…”

“God,” Satoru grunted, placing his palms on his warm forehead. There were too many emotions running through his mind; perhaps anger had gotten in a fight with sadness, and now both of these mixed emotions were the process of his thoughts. Nonetheless, he was drowning himself, and he wasn’t sure of where to actually process the news he was receiving in order to get to shore. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, you’re not serious, are you?”

Yaga remained silent, unsure of how to properly help the grieving man.

Without another word, Yaga stepped aside, allowing the entrance for the front door to be wide open. Unsure of what Yaga’s thoughts were processing, Satoru didn’t hesitate to push the doors open aggressively as the man he just walked past just kept his head down, not wanting to pester Satoru any further with his actions.

The audible footsteps was enough to make the atmosphere of the room go shallow. And once the door was open to the infirmary, the sight of your corpse was enough for him to stand there. It was impossible to have you look so beautiful despite your figure to be in a pale hue and your eyes were closed. His legs were frozen and he felt his fingers twitch, and without hesitation, he looked down, not minding the people in the room that had their eyes on him, contemplating on the actions he was going to do.

People knew Satoru as the strongest. That’s what everyone saw him as, the balance for everything, and despite the man that he was, Satoru consistently remained high and mighty but still protected those that weren’t as powerful as him. He really was the strongest.

But with a loud, piercing scream that escaped his lips and echoed throughout the hallways—for Satoru to be the strongest, it seemed that it wasn’t the case anymore.

The rumors spread very quickly.

With how powerful you were, and Principal Yaga was there to witness how much potential you portrayed and that you were able to outmatch Satoru in your matches with him when you were both students, it didn’t take long for theories to pop up. And with every speculation wavering in the air, Satoru wasn’t sure if his own students and faculty were trying to destroy him more than he already was or if they were suffering through your death just as much as he was.

Satoru could even hear Yuji’s words, with his face stuffed with his lunch, Yuji barely spoke out, “do you think L/N-sensei did it on purpose…? Maybe she allowed herself to di—”

A smack on his face was audible and it seemed like Nobara scolded him for bringing you up with Satoru’s presence around.

The words were exhausting; Satoru couldn’t bear with the rumors and speculations of your sudden death. It wasn’t easing the sudden sharp pain that his heart would get at the sight of your favorite pastry at the bakery or the lollipops he’d avoid eating due to the fact that they were your favorite flavor. He couldn’t take it anymore, and it was gnawing him deep down underneath his flushed skin.

“Gojo-sensei?”

He heard Yuji’s words, and his students were staring at him, keeping his head down on the table with his fists clenched. Satoru couldn’t be angry with his students. They were just as unhappy about the situation as he was, but there was no lie in the air when Satoru knew that he was grieving the most from your sudden loss.

Satoru didn’t say a word. He got up from the table next to his first-years and then left to go to another room—he wasn’t sure where he was going; anywhere but there, or really, anywhere to get to you, somehow.

He ignored the waves of the other faculty members and Satoru kept his gaze down, wondering if you’d scold him for just leaving the kids behind without a single word or—or—or the sound of your voice; the soothing, so comforting, and gentle voice you had whenever he felt mellow and down on himself. He could practically hear you speak to him with his own ears, suggesting to go out for ice cream or that you were there for him whenever he needed to speak out his own mind.

Satoru’s hands ticked as he turned the knob of the door in front of him and was invited with dust falling onto his face. He fought back a sneeze and then waved the particles away, and he invited himself to your own office. He remembered you called it your little ‘getaway’ from the other faculty members and the students, and the only person that was really allowed to be in this room was Satoru.

Satoru sat down on the chair, not minding the dust, and his eyes gazed upon on the brown wooden frame of your marriage day. His heart felt warm, but it didn’t take long for it to fall into its empty space again, and he clenched his fists, feeling so incomplete and confused.

It had been three months since you died.

Satoru listened to everyone’s rumors; maybe you did decide to let yourself die easily to a curse, but he knew you from the bottom of his heart—or so he thought. You knew you wouldn’t go that route and you’d give it your all; he felt confused, too confused, and with the kick of his feet, he placed his feet on your old desk and then tilted his head down.

“Sorry sweetie,” he muttered quietly. “I know you didn’t like it when I put my feet on your desk.”

Satoru laid his head back, staring up at the blank ceiling. He wasn’t sure of why you decided to take on a dangerous mission after you had avoided keeping in contact with the school for so long, and he wasn’t aware that you’d go on such a mission without his assistance or at least, you left without any thought into it. He knew you, he could’ve sworn he did, and Satoru remembered the nights that you’d cry in his chest about the nightmares you’d get or that you were tired of the endless battles and you were tired—just tired—you were so fucking tired and mentally drained of the chaos you had to endure as a jujutsu sorcerer.

Part of Satoru couldn’t blame you for what you did. The life you both shared was exhausting, but he continued to remain by your side no matter what happened. With every curse exorcised and that accomplished grin on your face, he fell in love with your capabilities and your strength as well as who you were as a person; at least, he knew you were someone he wasn’t ever going to lose from his heart.

Satoru wanted to scream again, but instead he didn’t.

He trailed his gaze to his feet that were still on your abandoned desk, still lost in confusion for your actions. But he knew that sitting around and wondering about the ‘what ifs’ wasn’t going to do anything for him. Perhaps you did let yourself get taken away so soon—maybe you did decide to choose suicide, or maybe that special-grade was stronger than you thought—than he thought.

Regardless, sitting around and wondering about what actually happened wasn’t going to bring you back. What happened had happened; you died, and it was that. Though, it was hard to grasp, of course it was, Satoru loved you tremendously and losing his other half had struck his heartstrings to the point where they had snapped.

Satoru sighed, not wanting to get stuck in the lost void any longer.

He looked at the emptiness of your desk, all that laid was the framed wedding photo and a black pen that had its cap off.

Satoru smiled, staring at his shoes as he came to realize that he still had his feet on your desk. Quickly, he kicked them off and then looked back at the wedding photo that was on your desk.

“My feet are off your desk now, honey,” Satoru kept a smile on his lips.

He knew you hated it when he kept his feet on your desk.

#shrimp os #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #gojo satoru imagine #gojo satoru x you

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overheardatthecontinental · 3 years

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Kinktober Day 30: Overstimulation

part of the Yaga x Helen x John storyline

So this was meant to be the origin of how Yaga and John met Helen but it just turned into gratuitous smut, so here you go.

...

John saw her first, if they were being technical about it.

She was at a club, standing at the bar with a couple of girlfriends, sipping on some dark cocktail. She looked helplessly out of place, and that was how she caught his attention.

In a club filled with ladies in crop tops and mini skirts, she was in jeans, a soft cream blouse, and a grey sweater. She looked in over her head, like this was far from how she intended to spend her evening.

A little lost puppy, clearly uncomfortable in her new surroundings.

He found himself moving towards the bar when a hand met his shoulder, “The fuck are you doing?” His partner, Baba Yaga, asked incredulously, “The mark is on the dance floor.”

John shook his head, “Sorry, I got distracted.”

“No shit.” Yaga looks over to the bar, where John’s gaze had been trapped, to the handful of girls by the end. John can tell the moment his gaze lands on the girl. There was a narrowing in Yaga’s eyes, dark and assessing. His partner looks almost surprised, as John had been, at the sight of her.

“Little thing in the sweater? Looks like a fucking librarian?”

“Yeah.”

“She’s hot.”

“She’s gorgeous.”

“And she looks innocent as a fucking baby, John.”

“Never seen that stop you.”

And Yaga shoots him a grin, “Mark is only worth a couple mill.”

“Screw the mission.”

“I’d rather screw the pretty little girl.”

So would John.

“For the love of God, let me take the lead.” John says as they start to move towards the bar.

“‘Fraid I’ll scare her off?”

“Yes.”

Yaga snorts, “By all means.”

John finds his heart racing as he reaches the bar. A few of her friends have dispersed onto the dance floor leaving only their pretty little one with only two of her friends. The two, in question, are chatting amongst themselves, scoping out a few of the men at the bar.

John approaches her, moving to stand next to her. “Hi.” He says, and revels at the tiny way she jumps.

“H-hi.” She says, noting both John and the identical man who comes to stand next to him at the bar.

“I’m John.” John says.

“Helen.” She replies and John can almost feel Yaga trying to not to make a comment at her name. Luckly, he behaves for once in his miserable life.

“How apropos.”

And her cheeks flush. Yaga had been right. Innocent as a baby.

Sweeter than sin.

His mouth is watering.

“This is Yaga.” John introduces, motioning to the identical man.

“Twins?” She asks and Yaga smirks.

“In a manner of speaking.”

Helen hums, “An unusual name.”

John quickly slips in, “It’s a nickname. His real name is Jardani.”

“That’s a mouthful.”

“More than that, sweetheart.” Yaga says with a wink.

Scarlet really is a lovely color on her. She looks down, almost bashfully and John and Yaga exchange a glance. Oh, she is perfect.

"You'll have to excuse him. He's taken quite a few blows to the head."

Helen offers a small smile in return and she looks so damn innocent. Yaga mutters "o, my derzhim yeye." Oh, we're keeping her."

No shit, John wants to tell him but he withholds. Her friends are looking on, the two at the bar. They have been for a little while now, watching like its some kind of show and it makes John a little wary.

“Is that Russian?” One of her friends asks, leaning in with a flirtatious smile.

John nods in the affirmative, not taking his eyes away from their delightful little find.

"Would you like to dance?"

Again, she looks almost embarrassed. “Oh, I don’t dance.”

“Yes, she does.” The other friend pipes up, pushing gently at Helen’s shoulder.

She just shakes her head, caught between frantic and embarrassed. Either way, the flush was back. “No, I really don’t.”

"Glupyy ublyudok, tebe luchshe znat chem sprashivat.” Yaga says with a shake of his head. Stupid fucker, you should know better than to ask.

He walks around John and takes Helen’s hand, turning her away from the bar. With a quick tug, she slips from the bar stool and stumbles into his waiting arms.

Before she can protest, he backs up dragging a helpless Helen after him.

“Everyone dances, malen’kiy.” Little one, He says as John follows them to the dance floor.

“I can’t.” She says, looking so small in front of him. “Really, I’m awful and…”

“You don’t need to worry about that.” Yaga tells her, spinning her around in his arms, bringing his hands down to her hips. He tugged her back, bringing her ass back against him as he whispers into her ear, “You don’t need to worry about anything anymore.”

He grinds his hips into her, idly swaying to the beat of the music as John steps in front of her.

“You’re thinking too hard, princess.” John tells her and he grabs her wrists, hanging limply at her sides. In a quick movement, he swings her arms up and around his shoulders as he closes in on her.

There is a sharp intake of breath as she realizes that they have her encased. Her nervousness has only seemed to increase as they dragged her to the floor and she looks around anxiously.

John catches her chin in his hand, “Don’t look at them, love. Only look at us.”

“It’s a much better view.” Yaga taunts playfully and she shivers in his arms. In their arms. A hand moves from her hips, coming around and encircling her stomach. It might feel like a hug if he was still grinding into her ass.

With his other hand, Yaga pulls her hair to one side and places a kiss on her neck.

Helen gasps in surprise at the contact while John runs his hands down her sides, squeezing gently at her flesh.

“Relax.” He whispers,

Relax. Like that’s going to happen, she thinks, as they continue to move and sway. Her trapped body moves with them.

Its erotic, the way their bodies grind against her. She can feel both their hard cocks through their clothes. Their hands sweep up and down her body in tandem.

What’s worse is that people are watching. She can feel eyes on them all as they dance together. People captivated by the dark, identical men with the small woman sandwiched between them. Touching her, rolling into her.

John seems to catch her looking around again and he grabs her face between his two hands and forces her to look back at him.

“She’s thinking so hard.” He says, looking at her but clearly talking to his partner.

“Gonna have to make her stop thinking, then.” Yaga says, and he nips at her ear with his teeth.

John hums, bending down and bringing his lips to hers.

Helen moans softly as his tongue pushes its way into her mouth, stroking hers as he deepens the kiss.

Yaga takes advantage of John’s hands being busy and runs his hands over her body. One hand keeps her tight against him while the other ghosts over her breast.

She shivers, again knowing that they’re in a room full of people, but taking comfort in the fact that both men are sandwiched around her in a way that protects her from their scrutiny.

She’s never going to hear the end of this from her friends, she knows, but she doesn’t bother to think about it as John licks at her mouth. Yaga finds her hardened nipple through her shirt and pinches it gently. Her body reacts and she backs up harder against him, grinding her ass against him. Yaga groans at the contact, watching as John keeps kissing her.

A surge of jealousy interrupts him and he pushes John’s hands off her face and yanks her head back. It lands on his shoulder and Yaga smirks at John. “How does she taste?”

“See for yourself.”

John steps back and, again, she is tossed between them like a rag doll, spun around. At once, her back meets John’s front and Yaga closes the distance, kissing her while John runs his hands down her body.

John’s kiss had been deep and passionate but Yaga’s has her gasping for breath as he nips at her lips with his teeth and sucks her tongue into his mouth.

“Fucking delcious, isn’t she?” John asks, running a hand down her stomach but stopping just before he reaches her center.

Yaga breaks the kiss and Helen would have stumbled were she not completely held up by the two.

“Her mouth is.” Yaga says, running a hand down her jaw, “I wonder how she tastes elsewhere.”

Helen whimpers at the thought.

“Glavnaya?” John asks and she swallows, looking over her shoulder. Not quite sure what he had asked.

“Glavnaya.” Yaga repeats. Home. He catches her throat in his hand and forces her to look up, “Tell your friends you’re leaving. Or don’t. Either way, you’re going to be out front in one minute. Do you understand?”

She nods against his hand and John steps back. She moves to go to her friend but John catches her arm before she can get too far.

“You will be out front in a minute. Otherwise, I’m coming in after you.”

She nods again and John lets her go. She scurries off to the bar.

Yaga puts a hand on John’s shoulder, “Ty za rulem.” You’re driving.

“Like hell.” John replies.

“I already called it.” Yaga says with a smirk.

“Then I get her pussy first.”

“Fine.”

Yaga tosses the keys to John and he slips out of the bar to go grab their car. Their mark is still dancing with the blonde girl. Yaga regards him idly. He was worth two million dead to somebody but Yaga couldn’t bring himself to give a flying fuck.

Instead, he walks towards the door, keeping an eye on their new little target.

Helen had her bag over her shoulder, a flush on her cheek as one of her friends is practically jumping in her seat. The other looks nervous and he hopes that she isn’t trying to talk his Helen out of it. It would be a shame to have to kill her friend.

But Helen shakes her head and gives them a quick wave before he turns to the door. Yaga gives her an approving nod as she approaches.

He opens the door and lets her out ahead of him. The moment they are outside, Yaga grabs her and spins her around so that her back is against the building. There is a flash of cool from the air outside but it does little to cool them down as, again, he kisses her hard.

She whimpers at the contact and, fuck, it takes all the control he has not to just take her right there. On the busy street, in front of the line of people waiting to be admitted to the club.

He hears the familiar rumble of the engine and he breaks the kiss as John pulls up to the curb.

John, bless his soul, has already put down the passenger seat and Yaga guides her to the back. He helps her slip over the front seat before he follows and closes the door.

She sits in the corner of the back seat and Yaga pulls her onto his lap as John drives away. He spreads her legs so they are open on either side of him and kisses her again. His hands ride up on her body, fingers gripping her flesh. They slip under her sweater, her blouse, and he revels at the smooth feel of her skin as he consumes her mouth.

His hands come up and he slips them under the cups of her bra and on her breast. Her tits are soft and perfect and pliable under his hands. He breaks the kiss and lets his thumbs roll over her nipples.

“Ona chuvstvuyet sebya grebanym nebom.” She fucking feels like heaven.

John growls as he turns a corner, “Ublyudok.”

“Bastard.”

Yaga pushes her sweater off her, kissing her neck as he does before lifting up her shirt. Her bra, thank fuck, is strapless and he quickly undoes the clasp and tosses it aside, baring her breasts to him.

“Ya sdelayu tebya svoyey, malyshka.” I’m going to make you mine, little one. He taunts her, well aware that she can’t understand his words. He’ll say them to her again, someday. In English. When they’ve made her theirs, he’ll tell her again.

But for now, he’s content to whisper to her all his secrets.

He kisses her breasts, laving attention down on each. Sucking at her nipples, teasing her flesh with his teeth. It became his goal to coax little whimpers and moans from those sinful lips, every sound going straight to his crotch.

They weren’t too far from home. Their apartment in the city was centralized to best expedite time in missions. It was spacious and clean but utilitarian overall. John wondered how she would see fit to decorate it as he pulled into the parking garage and into a space. His parking job was careless and the back tire was over the line for sure but he couldn’t bring himself to care as he put the car into park and jumps out of the car.

Yaga takes his sweet time, in no rush at all to share their girl.

John throws open the passenger door and wraps an arm around Helen, gently but quickly pulling her off of Yaga’s lap and out of the car. He turns her around and pushes her into the car, kissing her senselessly, making up for all the time that she had been in Yaga’s arms.

Yaga rolls his eyes as he climbs out of the car.

“Move it.”

He tells John and John lifts Helen into the air, wrapping his arms around her as her legs secure themselves around his waist.

“Chertovski ideal’no.” Fucking perfect John swears as he carries her towards the elevator. Yaga has the doors open by the time he gets there and he closes in on them as the door closes. She’s still wrapped up and around John but Yaga puts a hand to her throat, pushing her head back so that he can kiss her again.

It nearly gives her whiplash, John reaching for her to turn her head back to him.

The doors open to their suite and Yaga tugs off his suit jacket and vest as John continues to kiss Helen, walking carefully into their home.

Yaga strips off his tie and belt, and kicks off his shoes as they walk towards the back, to John’s bedroom. He wastes little time in removing his pants and boxers as John lays Helen onto the bed.

Yaga replaces him as John begins to strip, kissing her neck as he tugs the blouse off of her little body. He groans at the sight of her in the light and swears that he will never be used to that image.

He knocks her shoes aside and tugs her pants and panties off in one go, ripping them from her body and tossing them aside as John steps in, kneeling down in front of her.

Before she can react, he buries his face in her pussy and Helen cries out at the contact. John licks, carefully, tasting the wetness that has pooled at her center and groans.

“Nebesnyy?” Heavenly? Yaga asks.

“Luchshe.” Better. John replies, moving aside and crawling onto the bed to kiss her again, leaving her pussy open for Yaga to sample.

John was right. She truly was better than heaven.

He probes her opening with his tongue, savoring the deliciousness of her.

His tongue sweeps up against her slit and circles her clit and he revels in the moan that escapes her, muted by John’s mouth against hers.

John breaks the kiss, leaving her panting, as he glances down at Yaga between her thighs, “Can’t wait much longer.”

“No.” Yaga agrees, and he climbs up to her other side.

John teases a nipple with his fingers while Yaga runs his own around her clit.

He glances down at Helen between them. So desperate. He runs his fingers down and slips one inside of her easily. She clenches around him and Yaga smiles at her, “Oh, I think she likes that.”

He slips another finger inside of her and curls them up. Helen gasps, biting her lip.

“Look at her,” John says with a small, disbelieving shake of his head. “So responsive.”

“So needy.” Yaga says, continuing to soak his fingers. “Isn’t that right?” He asks her, teasing her clit with his thumb.

She nods, frantically. “Please…”

“Our little slut knows some manners.” Yaga says, almost proudly. He teases her insides gently, “Please what, malyshka?”

“Fuck me.”

“Manners and a dirty mouth. Looks like it’s our lucky day.” He glances over at John. Wordlessly, they quickly form a plan of attack.

John rises to his feet, picking Helen back up from off the bed. Carefully, he maneuvers her like a doll and she lets him, to his delight. He lines up his cock to her entrance and slowly, carefully, lets her sink down onto his length.

She cries out at the contact, burying her face in his shoulder as he rolls his hips, forcing her further down on his cock until she is completely impaled.

Yaga runs his hand up and down his cock, covering himself in the ample juices from Helen’s pussy until he is coated in her essence. He takes the two fingers to his mouth and licks them cleaning covering them in his saliva before he runs his hand along her ass.

She tenses, slightly, but John whispers to her softly, calming her down in a way that eluded Yaga.

Yaga slips a finger past her tense muscles and she gasps, burying her head further against John’s neck.

“Taking him so well, princess.”

He tests another and she tenses around his fingers in surprise before relaxing. He spread the fingers, opening her the best he could to prepare her as John pet her hair.

“Taking me so well. Feel so good around my cock. Going to make you you feel so good, too.” John kept whispering as Yaga withdrew his fingers and took a step forward.

He lined up his wet cock against her ass and gently pressed inside. He barely made it past her entrance before she gasped, tensing, squeezing him in ways that should have been illegal.

“Look at you, princess.” John whispers encouragingly. “Being such a good girl for us, aren’t you?”

His coaxing worked and Yaga was able to slide his length inside of her with a groan.

Fuck, she was tight.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind, keeping one arm at her waist, the other hand reaching for her tits as he rolled his hips, testing his position.

“How do you feel, malyshka?”

“So good.” She whispered, her words hitching as Yaga pinches her nipple between two fingers. “So full.”

Yaga pulls out a bit before pistoning back in, slamming into her hips.

There’s a sharp intake of breath from her and John growls.

“Made her pussy clench. Do it again.”

Yaga does and Helen gasps, tightening her grip around John’s shoulders.

“Better hold tight, princess.” John tells her, tugging her hair so that her head falls back and her throat is exposed to him.

John pistons out and thrusts into her. Hard. The movement sends her falling back against Yaga’s chest and then Yaga does the same. She grasps at John’s shoulders to help steady her as they rock in and out of her. The movements have her nearly dizzy as they toss her back and forth between them, like a doll.

The cacophony of their grunts sing in her ears and she can’t quite keep count of whose hands are where.

“Taking us so well.” John says, grinding into her.

“Fucking made for us.” Yaga agrees and she feels teeth at her neck. She whimpers at the contact, loving the way he bites at her as they stuff her. “Aren’t you, baby?”

“Yes!” She cries out as Yaga’s hand drifts down her stomach and lands on her clit. “Fuck!”

“Yeah. Our perfect little slut.”

She whimpers and Yaga starts circling her clit, teasing her more and more. She arches her back, throwing her head on his shoulder.

“Too much!” She says, “Fuck, it’s too much!”

“I’ll decide what’s too much.”

He speeds his fingers along as both men quicken their thrusts. She’s shaken back and forth between them and they’re unrelenting in their pace.

“Fuck!” She cries falling back against Yaga, her body tightening around them, her inner walls clenching desperately as they drive her to orgasm. She collapses back, boneless, before Yaga’s thrust sends her forward, hurtling into John.

John finishes first, spilling inside her pussy, while Yaga continues to drive into her, until he, too, shoots his load inside of her tight ass. He rolls his hips through his orgasm, driving his cum deeper inside of her.

“She pass out?” Yaga asks as he catches his breath.

John wraps a hand in her hair and pulls her head back. Her eyes are open, but lidded and her breathing is rather shallow. “Not quite.”

“Good.” Yaga says, letting her fall back into him again, “We’re nowhere near done with you.”

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fanficsrusz · 5 years

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A/n: Fics for other actors can be found here . I hope you find something that you enjoy <3

Oneshots

Early morning - John Wick and y/n spend their morning together filled with nothing more than kisses and cuddles.

Wedding Bells - Y/n takes her friend, John Wick, to her cousins wedding where theu discover their love for eachother.

Better late than never - John Wick helps to train y/n and when Winston sends them on a mission together, they end up confessing their feelings.

When the bad turns to good - Y/n finds herself in the middle of a gang war and when she gets hurt, John Wick takes her in and patches her up.

Toothache - Whilst trying to watch a film, y/n cracks her tooth on a piece of popcorn which requires minor surgery and John has to look after a drugged up y/n.

Pulled from the devil's grip - John Wick helps y/n escape from an abusive relationship and teach her her worth.

Diamond Ring - y/n is dating Keanu and she gets a little jealous when they attend the John Wick 3 premier where keanu spends a little too much time with his beautiful co-star.

Intimate Touches - (SMUT) When John Wick visits y/n in the middle of the night so she could fix his wounds, the last thing she expected was for them to end up sleeping together.

New Family - Y/n and John have been dating for a while, however, y/n's daughter doesn't seem to like John and may be the reason for their break up which she will have to fix.

Love Rekindled - Y/n and Keanu had dated when they were younger but broke up. 28 years later and being given the chance to work together, will their feelings get in the way?

Beach Fun - Johnny Utah tries to teach y/n how to swim but fails.

Lost In Translation - Keanu tries to help y/n remember the word she's looking for.

Bedroom Window - (SMUT) After a long day at work, y/n wants nothing more than to relax but as she gets undressed, she's unaware of a peeping tom.

Date Night - y/n and John finally get to have a date night but it doesn't go exactly to plan.

Show you my love - (SMUT) Y/n feels jealous at all the attention her boyfriend Jack Traven gets attention from all the females and he has to show her exactly how much he loves her.

Family Reunion - Y/n takes her boyfriend Keanu to her family reunion.

Not Yourself - Y/n and Ted Logan are best friends but things become strained when one of them develops feelings for the other.

Bike Ride - y/n takes a midnight ride on her bike and runs into Keanu Reeves where she challenges him to a race.

A Lesson To Be Learned - y/n's co-worker flirts with her and John wick gets jealous so teaches her a lesson she won't forget.

Misunderstanding - Keanu has been acting distant and y/n assumes the worst.

Baby Fever - y/n looks after her niece with John Wick and it gives her baby fever.

Eternal Love - y/n feels like her relationship with keanu is falling apart and she finally builds up enough courage to talk to him about it.

Drunken Attraction - During a drinking session, y/n meets Keanu and they hit it off.

Sticks and stones - y/n gets upset when keanu refuses to announce their relationship publicly.

Nightmare - Keanu comforts y/n when she has a nightmare.

Breaking Point - Keanu gets jealous when y/n talks to a guy and hits his breaking point causing him to snap at the person he loves the most.

Primed To Sin - (SMUT) y/n is the local Vicar's daughter yet she is destined to sin especially when a certain hot priest from another town called John Wick comes to visit.

Dance The Night Away - y/n goes undercover with John Wick and end up having a lot of fun.

Birthday present - (SMUT) Keanu has a very special birthday present for y/n.

One of a kind - After a bad day at work, y/n gets a little too drunk and keanu has to come and collect her.

Brazen And Buff - keanu and reader are actors who have to film a sex scene and keanu ends up getting a little too excited during the shooting.

Stress Relief - A stressed Keanu becomes interested in y/n's skin care routine and so she helps him relax.

Sweaty And Ready (smut) - Y/n doesn't turn down the opportunity to watch keanu work out.

Hollywood Romance - The up and coming actress, y/n, gets questioned about her crush on Keanu Reeves whilst appearing on The Ellen Show.

Beautiful (smut) - y/n and keanu have a fight and when keanu comes home drunk, y/n is upset and he makes it up to her.

Short (smut) - y/n feels insecure about her short height and keanu reminds her that she doesn't have to be.

Shadow Of Death - y/n has a cute nickname for John but his 'friends' think it's funny to mock him for it.

Passionate Beauty - y/n has been feeling self conscious and bumping into one of John's old friends does nothing to help however John thinks different.

Roses And Cars - John falls for the new mechanic at his local garage.

Concupiscence - SMUT y/n and Keanu had worked on a new john wick film together and keanu has to struggle to watch show of her gymnastics/dancing skills

Vampire!John Wick Fic - (SMUT) John is a vampire and normally doesn’t care about emotional attachments until he meets you.

Paradise Lost - John is given the task to kill to y/n but he can’t bring himself to do it

Shooting Range - John goes to meet y/n’s parents for the first time but John and her dad don’t particularly get along

The Sweet Escape - After her mum kicks her out, John comes to the rescue

Hold You Tight - Y/n would do anything to make John happy even if it means trying something that would make her uncomfortable.

After Office Hours SMUT - Y/n's office manager has changed. He's ruthless, mean and she has had enough of him, or at least that's what she thinks

Summer Dresses And Summer Quickies (SMUT) - Summer dresses make having sex on the beach easier.

Burning Desire (SMUT) - He is her teacher; he should be guiding her, not fucking her.

Prompt Fics

Prompt #1: John is frustrated when the reader gets her period.

Prompt #2: How would John react to running into someone he knew from the Ruska Roma in the Continental.

Series

Touch of a vampire (completed) - y/n goes to a bar after having a bad day and when she runs into trouble, an unlikely hero comes to the rescue. Vampire!Keanu Au

Part one // part two // spin off

A Real Man (completed) - y/n needs to be touched by a man, not a boy.

Part one // Part two

Lure The Baba Yaga (Completed) - John and y/n were friends untill John went missing. After many years, y/n soon finds him but his job will put her in danger.

Part one // part two

My Collection (completed) - What happens when y/n moves to a new town for college but her new neighbour takes a sinister liking to her?

Part one // part two // part three // part four // part five // part six // part seven // part eight // Alternate Ending

Adrestia Goddess of Revolt (I gave up on this) - y/n gave up on her life as an assassin but when someone makes a threat on her life, her uncle Winston, gets John Wick to help her.

Chapter one // Chapter Two

Dad's Best Friend ( complete) - After breaking up with her boyfriend, y/n returns home to have some time to think but ends up meeting Keanu who just so happens to be her dad's best friend.

Chapter One // Chapter Two // Chapter Three // Chapter Four // Chapter Five // Chapter Six // Chapter Seven // Chapter Eight // Chapter Nine // Chapter Ten // Chapter Eleven // Chapter Twelve // Chapter Thirteen // Chapter Fourteen // Chapter Fifthteen // Chapter Sixteen // Chapter Seventeen // Final Chapter

12 Days Of Christmas AU - y/n loves Christmas but she knows that John isn't exactly fond of it, so she always takes him home with her to celebrate. But will she be able to find out just who exactly is sending her presents everyday inspired by the song 12 days of christmas.

Day One // Day Two // Day Three // Day Four // Day Five // Day Six // Day Seven // Day Eight // Day Nine // Day Ten // Day Eleven // Day Twelve (final)

I Want To Ki__ You (Dark John Wick) (WIP UPDATED FRIDAYS)- After failing to fufill his contract, John takes an intrest in y/n that soon turns into a dark obsession

Chapter One // Chapter Two // Chapter Three // Chapter Four // Chapter Five // Chapter Six // Chapter Seven // Chapter Eight // Chapter Nine // Chapter Ten // Chapter Eleven // Chapter Twelve

‘ We know how John originally met y/n in iwtky, and we know why he took her, but what did he do between that time?’

The Queen’s Law (Keanu Reeves AU Mini Series) (Complete) - In order to keep her mother (the Queen) happy, Princess Y/n must get married to a man who her mother has chosen for her.

Chapter One // Chapter Two // Final Chapter

Mini Fics

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So I saw in one of your replies you came up with a mob boss au. Would you ever write it and put it on A03 cos I would LOVE to read it. Also please say John's the mobster who's like "if you mess with Roger you'll die" so a rival gang kidnap Roger to blackmail John. But then Roger turns out to be trained in combat and beats the shit out them all and escapes and when John hears he's just like "I fucking warned you not to mess with him!"

okay this is a) a long time coming and b) was born from me watching all of narcos in like...a week

in fact, it legit started with me texting lo “maybe i’ve been watching too much narcos but.....”

okay so our story begins with the knowledge that roger’s dad ran the mob

like roger is his heir and his son and his dad is the Big Kingpin

john’s dad is a shitty little lackey who has waaaaaaay too many debts so he grew up in the mob?? but lower ranks

and john sorta started getting involved when he was like 10 or so bc no one looks twice at the nicely groomed white kid right? and his dad was Desperate

and like he and roger had this whole Star Crossed Lovers shit bc a) roger was Not Allowed to be Gay and b) they weren’t ever supposed to have even met like completely different pay grades

BUT roger overheard him arguing with his dad over a better way to do a job that would be less dangerous and way harder to track but he got brushed off with a “the boss is always right you don’t argue john it’ll get you killed”

but rog was like.... shit no that’s WAY better

and ended up dropping a few lines to find out who this kid is cause... he’s smart and smart goes far right

like u gotta look Out for the smart ones, he knows that, his dad taught him that

(with backhands and cruel fists while teaching him chess, that one night in the barrel when he fucked up a simple plan when he was 13...)

(like rog is smart he’s just not Great at compartmentalization. so his plans start out great but go off the railed as he gets excited/pissed off) but like johns smart he picks up when he’s suddenly being tailed and is like Ok What Did I Do to one of them

and the guy panics and takes him straight to roger who is like..... how did u fuck up a simple tail, Jesus Christ

but yeah like he and john end up having a sort of clandestine friendship of sorts? in which roger essentially brings half baked plans to him and john Fixes them

which sorta turns into mutual pining

john is like this is my angry mob boss son best friend and roger’s like this is my evil genius best friend who kills people

but yeah basically roger’s dad keeps beating him when things go wrong, even if its not his fault

John is observant okay he was noticing the direct correlation between roger “getting jumped” and plans going wrong

So when it’s one of his??? That goes tits up (and tbh it wasn’t even like a bad screw up they just had a witness who was taken care of the next day) and roger like slinks into Johns apartment/office with the break down for John and his eyes is swollen completely close and he’s got a fat lip the size of a strawberry John immediately is ready for murder

And roger never admits it’s his dad???? who’s beating him???

because Taylors Should Be Better

Because why would he? It’s embarrassing but also it’s happened his whole life it’s expected of a mob bosses son (think the Baba Yaga scene in John wick 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻)

which then turns into john pounding him into the mattress and promising no one will Ever land a hand on him again when he turns up one time with a battered to hell face because something went Wrong on one of the plans (which. extra emotional effect bc it was one of johns)

and like a month later roger’s dad is mysteriously found shot dead

cuz John mentally is like okay. Plan Ides of March is a go. Moving it up three years he’s getting taken out tomorrow

And John KILLS ROGER’S DAD IN COLD FUCKING BLOOD

the only??? person??? roger would EVER take that from is his dad

like johns heard the stories about roger taking out men twice his size yeah? but roger never has any defensive wounds on his hand

John knows that roger can and will defend himself

He’s seen him in action

But he never raises a hand against his dad when he straight up could kill him with one hand tied behind his back

so john figures it out and a month later roger’s dad is dead

and now they need a leader?? another boss

and they look to roger, but roger is like no

he knows himself well enough, he is not strong enough in terms of planning and plotting, he’s a good action man but not strategist

that’s john

so roger steps aside and is like john is going to run the show

obvi there’s a power void and there’s basically civil war but with roger’s ruthlessness and john’s genius they fucking take all the little fractions down and they take them down HARD

john sits on his throne with roger standing over his shoulder, knuckles bloodied and grin wicked

and everyone knows if you fuck with roger??? you fuck with john

and vice versa

once, roger got shot on a mission and it was like, the one time?? john loans him out for a plan that wasn’t his

and he’s fine it’s just a graze but John and him in their bathroom and Johns like hyper focused on cleaning the wound and he furious and harsh and is like you fucking dumbass did no one teach you to duck?? You fool you dumb piece of shit

and roger just gently cradles john’s face in his hands and lifts his head to look at him and kisses him so gently and he’s like it’s okay, i’m fine, i’m here

and john’s like you are never going on any raid or plan or anything that i have not PERSONALLY vetted

the next day, the guy who’s plan it was is sniveling and apologizing on his knees in front of John and Roger; it was an accident, he says

and johns like “it’s okay. i understand, these things happen.”

and then just blank eyed shoots him in the femur

“these things just happen, you understand?”

roger just smiles from behind him, doesn’t even flinch in the aftermath

john and roger rule with an iron fist until one day things go tits up

and roger ends up taking the fall for john, and he gets sent to jail

john, in retaliation, goes on the warpath

Because he’s totally turned around the family business they’ve gone more corporate and it’s more like s legit business now?? They still kill people and rob and shit but they’re not monsters or criminals

And they give money back into the neighborhood and shit and donate to charity and kiss babies blah blah blah

But the authorities are like we need to show our strength against these villains so Rogers looking at like 25years to life

And John just kinda is like okay cool I can fix this

And it’s the biggest campaign ever he’s got the best lawyers on retainer he’s blackmailing people left and right he’s buying witnesses and finding loopholes like he’s fucking working the system and he’s gonna get roger out even if it kills him because in his eyes it was His Fault

Roger is like your honor clearly there’s been some sort of mistake

Because the only thing that places him there is a grainy cell phone video and a witness that’s not exactly clean

So like the case isn’t solid

But it’s enough for a trial like most of it is circumstantial

And John is like I would kill the whole world for you and Rogers like sounds excessive but same

the difference between roger and john is that john would kill the whole world for roger after sitting down and planning the whole thing for several weeks. roger would kill the whole world for john and not remember doing it after (though still probably not regret it)

Roger would act first think later

And John would be like oh I planned it all out two years ago in the shower

Just in case

so roger gets sent to jail and john just...looses it

like he has to get yanked off of miami when the verdict is read of two years sentencing because its not technically miami’s fault??? its just shitty

and meanwhile, roger is getting dragged off to jail and he’s like don’t worry, babe, it’s gonna be fine

(it both is and isn’t)

roger shows up in jail and within a week he’s running the joint, he’s got lackeys and he’s paid off the guards and its basically a vacation

meanwhile john is just burning his competition to the ground, he’s making people rue the day they ever crossed him

(they TOTALLY get conjugal visits that last longer than uhhhh usual)

bc you betcha ass they’d be So fucking possessive of one another. like roger rules that prison with an iron fist

anyways, miami appeals on the basis of circumstantial, and he basically proves that legit ANYONE else could have done it and this is clearly railroading and obviously roger is innocent

and after 8 months, he walks

when he gets out???? john is there to pick him up

they drive off to a safe house outside of the city and they had wicked crazy dangerous hot sex and its just insanity

and when they come back???

its like people know to just flee when they see them

john, mob boss and kingpin, and roger his dangerous and beautiful second in command

also freddie is roger’s bff, miami is their lawyer, and crystal is roger’s bodyguard who always gets into more trouble than roger but he once took a bullet for roger so he’s chill

ps anyone tries to kidnap roger??? gets dealt with a) by roger and if roger manages to let them get away then b) john. you’d rather be dealt with by roger, and not john

#roger taylor #john deacon #mob boss au #answered ask #caro writes

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