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kenm4vhs · 5 months
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please he’s just a fucking kid :(( he’s supposed to be at school and making new friends :(((
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yanluvr · 4 months
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yandere!yuji who would hold you like a koala, tight with no signs of letting go. it would take you being a master ninja to escape his grasp, but it would still be a challenge if you were one. yuji would be grumpy if he’d woken up to an empty bed, pouting at you in the kitchen where you’re making breakfast for the two of you as his arms snake around your waist once more. he’s grateful that you’ve taken the time to cook his favorite meal of the day, but why didn’t you wake him up so he can help you? he’s such a clingy puppy.
yandere!yuji who could always convince you to deny your friends invitation to hang out with the excuse that “you can always hang out next time”, but that next time never really comes. but you aren’t sad, how could you when you spend the whole day having fun with your boyfriend? coffee in your favorite cafe, him winning prizes for you in the amusement park, catching a movie, and finally relaxing in your shared apartment. yuji always makes sure you’re having the best day everyday. more fun than your “friends” could ever give you.
yandere!yuji who’s phone storage is filled to the brim in photos and videos of you. some innocent, some not so much. some before you dated noticed him, some afterwards. but you’ll never know about his peculiar habits. you’ll never know that behind that adorable, dorky smile, is an obsessive stalker who would do anything to protect you. yuji has lost so many people in his life, and he’ll be damned if you joined them. he’ll always be the guardian watching over you.
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oddshroom · 10 months
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𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝
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𝚂𝚈𝙽𝙾𝙿𝚂𝙸𝚂: You had no regrets as a jujutsu sorcerer, so why should you now?
𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴𝚂: Unrequited love, pure angst, hurt/no comfort, character death, slight spoilers, Various!JJK x Reader, Gojo Satoru x Reader
𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃: 3,377
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“Shoko”, your voice hoarsely called out.
You felt your chest rise and fall as you drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to keep your breathing steady. She looked at your body which had been leaning against the rubbles of broken down buildings, far from where you currently were had been two special grade curses which had burned away. You were just holding on as she did everything she could to prevent you from leaving. Her eyes still hadn’t moved, staring at the ground beneath her feet like she was hypnotized.
You watched her for a few more seconds before calling her name out again.
“Hey, could just sit with me?”, watching as she bit her lip before walking towards you and taking a seat on the firm ground next to you. You knew she needed to get up and do something. But then again, what else could she possibly do? Your mind was just starting to function and become aware of the impact your body had taken, it didn’t matter now. You couldn’t feel anything waist down, Shoko knew that.
“Be here with me in my last moments, yeah?”, the words left your lips in a whisper, but they were loud enough to carry. You smiled slightly at her, knowing she couldn’t bear to look at you. “Don’t say that, you’ll be fine”, she said suddenly, she was clutching onto your hand.
She was lying to herself, she was lying to you. She knew very well the injuries you sustained would kill you, the blood loss was heavy and no one was around to help. Not even her. And neither of you deserved this, nor would those who find out. You weren’t supposed to end up like this, which is what she wanted to say. “Ieiri, it’s okay it isn’t your fault”.
It took her a few minutes before she could muster up some words, her shaking grip became tighter on yours, almost painfully so. “I know...I don’t want to leave you...”. Tears started to form in her eyes, but you knew she wouldn’t cry. You knew that if you cried then you might lose control of yourself too, and neither of you needed that right now. You tried hard not to cry too. Taking in a deep breath, “How are the kids?”, you asked her softly, hoping her mind wouldn’t go to the idea of you eventually passing away. She gave you a shaky smile. “They’re good, they all are safe”. You nodded, smiling a little.
“Instead my shirt is a pocket, it has something in there”, understand that you wanted her to take it out. She carefully undid the front of your shirt, you were wearing another shirt beneath it, looking for what you wanted she reached for the pocket, her fingers felt a photographic film. Pulling it out, she sees that the objects in her hand were two photographs. “I wanted too look at it for the last time”, your smile slightly wavering into a sad one.
The first photo had been from the time of when you all had been in the Jujutsu Highschool, it was a image inside an arcade area at a popular mall on Tokyo. The image depicted Gojo losing to Geto in a fighting game, with Geto high-fiving Shoko while you had comforted Gojo all while trying to hide your laugh. Shoko smiled dryly at the image, she wasn’t the one to reminisce in the past only to talk about it if you or someone else from back then had brought it up.
She heard a snicker beside her, despite the situation you were still laughing. “I still remember when Geto milked out all the money Gojo had for the week”, you said while looking fondly at the photo. Shoko looked at you with her tired eyes, unable to fight the small smile forming on her lips. “Yeah, and then Gojo begged us for some money even though he’s rich”. Shoko looked fondly back at the picture, her eyes shining with memories. She shifted her hand so it would be between the both of you.
“Do you still remember when Gojo forgot to cast the veil?”, you ask with a chuckle. “Gojo was doing everything he could to try distract Yaga Sensei from it”, Shoko said thinking back on the memory before laughing. “Especially since we all just pointed at him”. You both couldn’t help but snicker at his misfortune.
“Geto wouldn’t stop teasing him about right after”, you said. “Geto..”, said the brown eyed girl. You glance upwards, “You ever wonder what it would have been like if things didn’t turn out the way they did?”, you said curiously. Half of your face had been covered in blood, you could feel it dripping down from your chin onto your clothes.
There was a long pause, Shoko thought for a moment. “Yeah”, she finally answered. She turned to face you, a faltering smile on her lips. “We all would have been happier, you would have been really happy”.
“Really what makes you think that?”, asking her in genuine tone. “Because you would have finally had what you wanted”.
A cough left your mouth, you knew what she was implying. It was the one thing you didn’t want to think about. “You can’t lie Y/N”, Shoko said. You closed your eyes, sighing. You opened them again, facing her directly. You shook your head, “No”, you admitted. “But, I really hoped to say it one day”, you said looking her dead in the eye, making sure she knew that you meant what you said. “However now, I can never say it personally”. Shoko was confused, what did you mean?
“What?”, urging you to continue you with your words. “In my apartment, when you enter my room go to my desk”, you paused before continuing. “The drawer which needs a key has two albums inside”. “The photographs of our time inside and out of Jujutsu High”.
Quickly taking in a breath, “There’s an envelope in which I confess, give it to him”. You looked at her with pleading eyes. “You kept all the photos?”, Shoko asked wide-eyed. “Of course I did, I thought it would be nice to think back”, you said thinking back to when you first had the idea. “However this picture is the last one I hadn’t put in yet”. Shoko didn’t dare say a word, she couldn’t believe you were going never to be able to confess, only through a little over a decade ago.
“He’ll love it”, she whispered, her throat closing up as she realized what you were planning on doing. “Just promise me one thing”. Shoko looked at you waiting for you to continue. “Tell them I loved all of them”. She could only nod at what you said.
“The second photograph”, you groaned out. Shoko brought forth the second picture putting the first one behind it. This one being of the new first and second years. “I’m glad I got to see these one last time”, you let out short breaths.
Shoko noticed your breaths become regular by the minutes, your chest was falling slightly faster all while your organs were slowly shutting themselves down. Shoko shifts so you could rest your head on her, the blood was now soaking up the white material of her coat, becoming damp in your blood.
“When I first met Yuuji, I felt terrible for the kid being put for execution”, grimacing at the statements the higher ups had made. “He’s bright and still has room to grow”, you smiled. “Nobara, despite her direct and indirect insults she is bright and determined”. “Lastly Megumi, comparing himself with Yuuji although they both are different”. Shoko continued listening to your rants about them all. “They were all like my kids you know”, you expressed fondly. Shoko knew you loved all of them equally and they loved you. You were there to help them, protect them, and keep them safe. “Although Megumi believed I would replace his mom which was his reasoning to avoid me, I always thought he was my son even if he didn’t think so mom or not”, remembering how he would do anything to avoid talking to you or even meeting you.
The dark haired boy had eventually grown to love you months after meeting him. He relied on you for more things then he ever would with Gojo. It felt as if you had made your own family with Gojo and Megumi, Tsumiki eventually came into the family as well. Making the entire family complete. However Gojo just simply thought you both were their guardians and nothing more. It hurt at first, considering that you liked him instead you brushed it off. In your own world inside your mind you all were a family. Delusional.
Shoko sighed, “It’s been a long time since we’ve talked like this, hasn’t it?”. You nodded. “It’s almost impossible not to, especially now that I’m dying”. Shoko stared at you in disbelief. “You’re not dying!”. But you just laughed. “You think I’m immortal? You think I won’t die? What about those Special Grade curses who came here?”. You motioned to the now burned away curses. You were right, at this point you’re beyond the point from making a return. The only way you’d even live is if they had hooked you onto life support to keep you going, but you’d be bedridden your entire life. You wouldn’t want to live like that, you’d only suffer.
“Ieiri”, grabbing Shoko’s attention. “The day when Gojo said that Geto was his best friend, his one and only”
“I want you to know that you’re my best friend, you’re my one and only”. Shoko couldn’t help but cry, the day when those words left Gojo’s mouth it had made her feel as if she was never their friend, yet here you were comforting her when you’re getting closer to kissing death.
You pulled her into a hug, tears streaming down your cheeks too. “I don’t have much time left”. Shoko sniffled and buried herself deeper into your embrace as the words left your mouth. You held her close and kissed her forehead. “I love you”, you said softly. “I love all of you, maybe in another world we all are happy”.
You rested your head against hers, your breaths were becoming shallower and your conscious was slowly leaving. Shoko didn’t know when your hand dropped to your side, the blood staining your shirt now darkening her white coat. She just stayed quiet watching the scene, knowing that you needed your peace and quiet as your breathing steadily slowed soon gone, your body losing strength and all feelings, finally your heart beating slower and harder than ever before before it came down completely with no pulse. You were gone.
Your body had gone limp against her, the warmth leaving your skin and being replaced by the chill of death. Your blood soaked through your clothes, the stench thick in the air. You had died in her arms, she couldn't bring herself to move your body.
The world was silent around you; all she heard was ruffling noises of her settling you on the ground. She wanted to cry, but nothing came. All that remained was grief for your loss of life. The two photographs that had been in her hand, she would make sure were in the albums. Taking the photographs, she put them away in the pockets of her white crimson stained coat.
Her fingers brushed against yours as she did so and a sharp pain shot through her body like an arrow of ice through her heart, freezing her where she stood. The sensation didn't last long however, it disappeared after seconds as the reality of what had just happened hit her. You died, you’re not here anymore.
Days have passed since your death, she had your body be brought to her lab while preparing for your funeral. The news of your death spread like wildfire among other jujutsu sorcerers as well as the council. The first years and second years had taken your death the worst, believing you’d come back just as Yuuji did. Denial was something shoko was unfamiliar with, she was usually straightforward when it came to stuff like this. Except this time. What else could she say, you were like a parental figure to them. Who wouldn’t be in denial if they lost someone they loved, especially if they died trying to just protect and keep you away from the very thing that would have killed them. But now she couldn’t lie to them anymore, so she tried her best to comfort them and assure them it would be alright.
It had been a complete mess for everyone, having to get used to you not being there to help them with certain things or training with them. Megumi, the raven haired boy had been in his dorm the entire day reflecting. He wishes he had opened up more to you, he wishes he hadn’t been as cold as he was to you when all you did was trying to take care of him. Here was crying at all the memories he had of you knowing there won’t be any new ones. Yuuji and Nobara hadn’t been as ecstatic, knowing that the one person that treated them like their kid who would treat their injuries wasn’t there anymore. It was hard waking up every day realizing you weren’t going to be there to help them in face of danger. Your funeral was couple days away. They still haven’t talked about you being dead. They don’t think Nobara has spoken in hours. Unusual for the girl since has a lot of things to say. Yuuji didn’t know what to do, he lost a lot of people such Nanami, grandfather, Junpei, and you were added onto that list.
No one knew where Gojo had been, when he did show up he still acted the same as if your death hadn’t taken any toll on him. When asked why he hadn’t shown up earlier or said anything at all he simply replied that he didn’t want to. Not even Megumi believed him. Although his response was infuriating they could only bite their tongues and hold it back.
“How could you just say that?!”, a voice yelled. It was Maki, she looked up to you due to your fighting abilities and had even asked you to train her from time to time. Inumaki and Panda could only look away at the scene. “Listen, jujutsu sorcerers die having to do this, Y/N just met the fate of it”. Before anyone could retaliate he simply warped away with the excuse of needing to meet the council.
The white haired male was deceiving himself with that response. The days he hadn’t been at the school he was helping Shoko plan the funeral and the days he wasn’t planning the funeral he would be thinking for hours about all your time back at the Jujutsu Highschool. The Gojo Satoru grieving for someone that hadn’t been so close to him like Geto Suguru who he himself had killed, it truly had left a scar on everyone. Even if it hurt him physically. He didn’t tell anyone though, he wasn’t ready to talk about the feelings he felt he never would be. He had thought they were long gone but apparently not. He wished you could be here to hear the words coming out of his mouth, the words that would explain everything. He wishes that you both could have at least been in love. Or at least been happy together, that he would have seen that in you sooner.
Now you were gone and he couldn’t change that. There was no way you’d ever come back. He should have listened to Megumi and told you. Maybe things could have turned out differently, you would have been able to call him for help. He hoped so anyway. He just wished that you two would have talked about how you felt, instead of pretending that the feelings weren’t there. Every jujutsu sorcerer has regrets, this just happened to be a major one for him.
It was the day of the funeral, many had been gathered around your body which was neatly placed in a casket. The inside of it had been filled with flowers and red roses. Your attire was completely changed from the previously ripped up one in which you died in. Everyone had said their condolences with faces either filled with smiles feeling nothing but sadness and grief, other which were still in denial. Gojo had simply looked at you with indifference not noticing the way his fist clenched when it had been announced to lower you into the ground. They all watched as the casket had been sealed shut and was slowly being lowered into the ground. Tears were silently streaming down their faces, the now cloudy sky had started to share it’s own grief. The droplets simply pouring onto the casket before dripping down. Heads were hung low refusing to watch as the dirt hit the coffin.
The sound of weeping became deafening, no one dared speak above a whisper. The silence was killing everyone, it was as if the weight of your absence was pressing down on their chest. No one dared to leave, they were terrified, it was too soon to see you buried, it would feel too real. This was a dream that they all wanted to wake up from. The wind picked up and carried the scent of rain and flowers away. People took this as their cue to start dispersing until only Gojo remained near your grave. He had been the last to leave, setting down a bouquet of your favorite flowers.
A day had passed since your funeral, Shoko knew you wouldn’t want them to grieve. She had been inches away from your apartment, opening the door and turning the lights on. She trudged towards your room before finally reaching your desk. She had taken out the two albums going through all the memories you had collected. The first album, being from when you guys were sorcerers the second one being of the new first years mixed with the second years. She realized there had been the same space in both albums to fit the photographs, taking them out she carefully place them in to their rightful spot. Before closing the album first album, an envelope was sticking out.
To Gojo, signed off by your name. She quickly retrieved both the albums and the note before driving off to the dorms calling all first and second years as well as Gojo. They were reluctant until it was mentioned that you wanted them to have something.
They had all surrounded Shoko in anticipation, until she presented the second album to them titled “My Kids”. They took it as they all looked over the photographs you had taken of them through the time you had been with them, it was a parting gift from you to them. They all couldn’t stop the tears which had started streaming down their faces as they all relived their moments with you. The first album Shoko had decided to show Gojo personally as well as handing him the letter you had written which confessed your feelings. Shoko stepped out of the room leaving Gojo by himself.
He decided to go through the album looking at the pictures longer in order to feel as if he was there. One by one he remembered every moment with you and the others. After closing the album, he read the letter which had sitting neatly to his side waiting to be opened almost a decade ago. Mentions about you not wanting to ruin your friendship yet wanting to if it meant you having a chance with him. His hands were creasing the edges of the paper, he only wished you had told him sooner and maybe just maybe he could have loved you before you died. To know what it meant to love. To know that it could be possible to do so, it made him smile sadly to himself.
You hadn’t died with regrets, however it left others with a regret of their own.
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jspenft · 1 year
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I WANT A BABY ☆ JJK MEN
Synopsis - Ask them u want a baby, a trend.
Warnings&all - Fem! reader, mentions of penetration and baby (ofc), all characters are ages up, smau, breaking the 4th wall in Nanami's part.
A/n - Just some shit I had in mind, pls don't take this too seriously. English isn't my 1st langage. I really need to do a masterlist/navi and all lmaoo.
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Sukuna Ryomen
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Toji Fushiguro
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Satoru Gojo
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Suguru Geto
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Yuuji Itadori
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Kento Nanami
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© jspenft 2023 : do not plagiarize, steal, contort, copy, or translate my content to other platforms.
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croquettemoon · 7 months
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Gojo-sensei’s favorite student
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invmakiholic · 4 months
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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱. (y. itadori's version)
Boyfriend texts with Yuuji Itadori.
warnings: explicit language, slightly himbo!yuuji, sukuna being an ass
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Profiles
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annies-ring · 7 months
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jjk characters reacting to you big spooning them
notes: im finally back with a new post, hope no one has done this yet! hope y'all enjoy this post ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ ❤️ also please hmu anytime if you wanna chat!
characters: yuuji, nobara, megumi, gojo, sukuna (with gn!reader)
warnings: none! just fluff <3
yuuji:
-omg he loves it!!
-pulls you impossibly closer to him as you wrap your arms and legs around his!
-giggles a little and turns back to look at you with the CUTEST SMILE
-will pepper little kisses on your hands and arms
-probably the best moment of his life ngl
nobara:
-relaxes into your embrace
-will put her phone down and just enjoy the moment
-asks you questions like "are you okay babe?" to make sure you're feeling alright
-hugs you closer to her because she loves feeling your warmth ❤️
-awwww best girl <3
megumi:
-stiffens a little as he feels your arms and legs snaking around him
-also 'tsk's a little, and his face HEATS UP instantaneously
-tries to force himself to sleep
-but his heart is mad pounding in his chest LMFAOOO
-he falls asleep within the next 2 minutes btw
gojo:
-turns around and raises one eyebrow at you like the rock meme
-"hey, that's my role you're playing" he says as he sighs and relaxes in your embrace
-he enjoys it so much and tells you when he wakes up the next morning when he thinks you're sleeping
-but SIKE! YOU WEREN'T SLEEPING
-jumped up and caught him red handed and bro just looked embarrassed asf
sukuna:
-💀
-"what are you trying to do, love?" he says in that smooth voice of his (mmmmmmm 😋)
-he kinda likes it tho, but he'll only allow this once (he's lying)
-when you're asleep, he turns around to face you and admires your cute sleeping form, your tiny arms wrapping around his huge shoulders
-smiles because he loves seeing you like this <3
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inumakislady · 5 months
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Yuji Itadori
please enjoy, more coming soon! if you have any characters in mind pls lmk!
Also, all the ones i am posting now are ones I’ve had made for almost 2 months!
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kenm4vhs · 5 months
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just bring back my silly little baby 🥺
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dellalyra · 7 months
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Yuuji: Are you reading fan fiction?
Nanami, reading an article about extremely rare diseases: Wh- No.
Yuuji: Oh, is it on AO3?
Nanami: This is CNN.
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gabbyp09 · 15 days
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jspenft · 11 months
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Hiiiiii your smau is so good! 🫣🫣 I just keep reading them 🤦🏻‍♀️!!! Could I request one where the JJK boys GF texts them hey daddy (when they don’t usually do so) and how they would respond??? I saw it as a TikTok trend and I thought it was funny. 👀👀 thanks💕
HEY DADDY ☆ JJK MEN
Synopsis - Text "Hey daddy" to your bf and get his reaction, a prank.
Warnings&All - Fem! Reader, smau, established relationship, aged up characters, english isn't my first language.
A/n - Hiii anon ofc I can! Ty for reading my smau and enjoying them so much<33 Your request was so fun to do, hope my little shit lives up to your expectations.
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Satoru Gojo
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Megumi Fushiguro
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Yuuji Itadori
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Kento Nanami
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Toji Fushiguro
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Sukuna Ryomen
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Suguru Geto
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© jspenft 2023 : do not plagiarize, steal, contort, copy, or translate my content to other platforms.
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wolfklausart · 6 days
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¡The protagonist has arrived!
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satocidal · 6 months
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𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ 404! Lovesick! — Yuuji Itadori
A/n: thank you to @myrand0mfand0mbl0g for requesting it, hope it did what you wanted justice baby 😭
warnings: mentions of blood and death, fluff
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Yuuji typically yearns for you and every single touch. In some sense to say, he’s touch starved maybe— in all others, he’s absolutely in love with you. With every morning kiss, every good night whisper, every breakfast he’d burnt for you, every fate he’d saved his money for—all and none, he felt sick at his heart.
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You swallowed hard, the wounds were deep.
“Sorry,” he muttered—the smile bashful, you simply stared, beyond pissed.
Not a single word escaped you as you cleaned everything, every single wound—heart aching with each of his whimpers and whines.
“He did a great job, for reference,” your eyes panned onto the older man that stood in the far corner of the room—Nanami Kento, the one you trusted to save Yuuji from most harm.
A vexed look you passed onto him, a certain fear of both the men incensed the air.
An attempt was all it was, Kento knew of those angry glances and cowered winces when you tended to Yuuji, so simply small attempts he made as the boy’s mentor to save him from the worse part of a mission going bad.
“I did,” Yuuji beamed, “the technique Todo and I were-” words cut short, too short, he looked down- embarrassed.
“Y/n,” Kento’s voice reached you quick, a small smile playing on his lips, “Don’t be too hard on him, at least today,”
A severed nod from you, a gulp from Yuuji.
“Babe, listen I didn’t even-”
“-shut up,” you snapped, eyes boring into his—he loved the way you embraced each other, he always did love these moments.
He knew how it racked your heart, his body covered half in blood, he wasn’t even usually sure if it was his or not—he knew just the way you trembled when you dealt with him, he knew the way you wanted to slap him silly when he hugged you despite your clean clothes—but he knew that he loved you, and for you, he’d do it all the time, over and over.
A thick finger caressed your cheek, the tear rolling down your face wiped away, “I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“You have so many cuts,” you mused, “so many injuries Yuuji, why? Why do you even bother?”
“For you, always,”
You bit back your words, all so harsh, for a boy as sweet as him, often you felt deceiving, as if you didn’t deserve him.
“I’m sorry angel I just,” a sharp inhale, “I’m sorry, I just love you so much and I can’t…it’s like, my duty to protect you right?”
A sharp exhale, yours.
“Yuuji Itadori,” a smile finally adorned your lips, never one to be able to resist, especially when he’d remind you of his love, “you’re an idiot—you’re simply alive because Nanami protects you in missions and here,”
“Your idiot though,”
And right outside, he didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but Kento loved every bit of your conversation with his student, every bit of you and him.
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All of this work is entirely original and my own—please refrain from copying or reposting.
Likes and Reblogs highly appreciated!!
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thevelria · 11 months
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It's going to be messy (NSFW/mafia!Gojo x fem!reader)
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Warnings: full of violence, blood, torture angst and death.
Wordcount:2332
Author's note: Thanks to my lovely @ladycheesington for the help <3
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It was supposed to be a simple day. Just a day filled with shopping and having some time alone. You decided to take a break and free your mind from everything. Nowadays things have gotten a bit rough. Gojo seemed tense and anxious, which worried you a lot, but it didn’t matter how many times you tried to make him talk, he turned you down in an instant.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” you furrowed your brows. He looked way too off that morning.
“Nothing, really.” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“I’m gonna take a day off.” you changed the subject, getting tired of the obvious lies.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll need some time alone, far from all of this…” you clicked your tongue, finishing your breakfast and getting up from the kitchen table. “I’m not stupid, ‘Toru. I know something’s happening. So I need some distraction.” you shrugged. “I might go shopping.”
“Just be careful, okay?” he stood up and walked to you, gently caging you at the counter. “It’s dangerous outside. I should send someone with you..” he bit his inner cheek.
“No way!” you snapped “I want to be alone. Don’t worry, nothing’s going to happen.”
You pecked a quick kiss on his rosie lips before freeing yourself from his embrace. 
The weather wasn’t pleasing that day, slightly raining, even foggy. Autumn arrived with all its benefits and disadvantages. But you didn’t mind it at all. Walking down the street in the middle of the city, wondering where you should start your shopping session. One of your favorite authors had just published their newest book, so you decided to visit a nearby bookstore. 
You wandered around feeling pretty relaxed, placing a bunch of books into your cart before checking out and already daydreaming about getting home later, reading in your special spot at the house.
Gojo had surprised you with a cozy room in the mansion last year, because he knew how much reading meant to you and as always he wanted to make you happy. It looked more like a library with all of your books and manga. A huge window with a wide ledge was your favorite spot to slip into the world of stories. The other corner had a comfy rocking chair with a cute coffee table next to it. Everything was designed and  furnished in your own unique style. It was definitely your safe place. 
As you zoned out, you smiled at the sweet thoughts and did not notice the huge black van pulling over next to you.The loud slam of the opening side door snapped you back to reality. 
“Grab her!” you heard someone yelling, noticing three men in full gear, with masks on their head. 
“What the fuck…” were the only words you were able to press out, before you felt an uncomfortable pain in your neck. The world turned into darkness instantly. 
***
A bucket of ice cold water woke you up. The sudden uncomfortable feeling crawled under your skin, causing you to shoot your eyes wide open, slightly choking on the water that got into your nose. 
“Good morning, princess.” a scary looking guy grinned at you. “Now that you are finally awake, we can talk about business, yeah? We will need some info about your lovely man.”
“You are so going to be fucked up!” you hissed, wanting to raise your hands, when you realized you were tied up in a chair. Thick, wide leather straps held you still, both on your wrists and ankles. 
“Be a good girl. I really don’t want to ruin your pretty face.” he clicked his tongue. 
The first two slaps felt like sharp blades on your skin, you were sure he ripped your lip up. But you were stubborn, focusing on not letting out a single noise. Oh, no, you were not going to give him the pleasure to see you suffer. You gulped hard as you took a deep breath, clenching your jaw, while looking directly into the man’s eyes.
“He’s going to kill you for this.” you spat some blood on the floor.
After receiving some more, even harder hits your head became dizzy and your vision got blurry. 
“Start talking, bitch!” The man got more and more impatient and was becoming annoyed by your attitude. 
“Jeff!” another man walked into the room, sounding frustrated “What can possibly take so long?”
“She’s not talking, Dave.” Jeff rolled his eyes.
“Well, then it seems it’s time for me to force those words out..” he growled, while standing next to a metal trolley cart, picking up some kind of pliers. Fear flashed in your eyes, because you knew…you knew it was going to be messy.
***
“C’mon baby, pick up the phone.” Gojo hummed, while walking back and forth in his office. He had been trying to reach you all day long without any success. After you not answering his call for the 3rd time he knew something was off. 
“Kento.” Gojo rushed into the living room. “I need your help, I think something happened to Y/N.” His voice was filled with fear and desperation.
“What? Why?” he jumped off the couch in an instant.
“I cannot reach her. I tried to call her millions of times, but she didn't pick up. She would never do that!”
“Fuck.” Nanami hissed “Do you think they took her?”
“If anything happens to her…” Gojo clenched his jaw.
“I’m going to gather the boys. We will find her, okay? She’s going to be alright, man. Don’t worry, your woman is a tough one!” Kento tried to keep Satoru from going insane.
***
“Do you think you are smart, huh? Do you think we can’t break you?” Dave gritted his teeth right in front of your face. Touching your cheek with a sharp knife, leaving behind thin lines of cuts. You felt your warm blood running down your jaw, dripping slowly on your chest. “If you expect me to stop at this point… I won’t.” he let out a manic chuckle, stabbing the blade deep into your shoulder right above your collarbone. 
The urge to scream was almost impossible to reject. Tears rolled down your cheek as your whole body started to wobble.
“I can’t wait to see them gut you like a fucking fish.” your words bursted out like poison. 
“Them?” he looked confused.
“Why? Do you really think Satoru would come alone?” you let out a pitying laugh “We are a family, moron… And you took someone you shouldn’t even think of touching.”
Dave felt humiliated and nervous at the same time, but he didn’t want to admit it. So he simply knocked you out with one hard punch.
***
One of Gojo’s informers confirmed your location in a warehouse at the edge of the city. An abandoned area, mostly used by gangsters for business.
“We need to surprise them.” Gojo’s eyes flashed in fury. “We won’t have much time. If we fuck up they will kill her and I cannot let it happen. None of you can let it happen. Understand? Protect her at any cost!”
“Understood!” all the boys answered.
“Everyone’s ready?” Gojo took a frustrated breath.
“Yeah.” Nanami nodded slightly as he got into the car. “Yuuta will come with us. Megumi and Yuji are taking the other car as you asked.”
“Good. Good.” he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. 
Gojo had a theory of you being kidnapped by the Kenzo’s clan. He was almost sure, as he’s just turned down  some dirty business with them. They wanted to spread drugs at Gojo’s territory , but he said no without hesitation. Words followed words and in the end they swore to God he was going to regret his decision. The head of the family promised he would be ruined in every possible way. Satoru didn’t take it too seriously. Big words from a small man, nothing much. But it seemed he unfortunately underestimated them and didn’t pay enough attention to safety. 
During the ride they discussed the plan again and again and again. Satoru took a nervous breath, before pulling over and getting out of the car. All the boys arrived to save you and avenge the fact they were stupid enough to even put their filthy hands on you. 
As they moved in stealth, they peeked  through a small window, seeing you sitting in a chair, tied up. Your head hung low, blood all over your body. One of the fuckers just grabbed your hair, pulling your head up. The second your tortured face flashed Gojo became feral. 
“Fuck” Nanami hissed. 
“We need to go in, right now!” Yuuta’s breathing got heavy.
“Kill all of them, except that motherfucker. He’s mine.” Gojo’s cold voice scared even his men. They knew their boss was ruthless, but couldn’t even imagine what he was capable of, when it was about you. Well, they were about to find out soon. 
You blinked slowly and feebly. After all, you lost a lot of blood and were tortured for hours without any break. The only thing that kept you sane was thinking about him. You knew he was coming for you, you were sure he already knew where he could find you. In that case your only job was to hold on until he arrived. Still you didn’t make any noise and especially not telling them anything. 
Dave became way too angry. “If you don’t start talking then it’ll be for the best to kill you right here, right now. I’m gonna send your fucking head to Gojo. Maybe it will be a beautiful present to that arrogant piece of shit. He thinks he's untouchable. But how will he react, when he sees your pretty face in a fucking cardbox?” 
“Baby, please hurry. Please, please.” you mumbled under your nose.
“What was that?” Dave sat on his heels next to you “What did you say?”
“Fuck you!” you spat some blood right into his face. Dave stood up and was about to punch you once again. But as his hand was high in the air the door of the warehouse exploded. A huge amount of smoke infested the building. Kenzo’s people started to cough and panic.
“I can’t see shit!” Jeff whined, trying to find an exit, but instead he bumped into Nanami, who sliced his throat with one precise slash. Jeff slammed his hands against his neck, before collapsing to the ground, writhing with agony, choking on his own blood. 
Yuuta got around the building and got in after breaking a window. Two fully armored men were standing next to some huge card boxes, babbling in panic.
“Surprise, fuckers.” he hissed, as he reached back and pulled his sword out from its holder. Two men, two swishes. He clicked his tongue casually as he saw two heads rolling away.
Yuuji smashed the head of one of the men so many times into the wall that it became smudgy. Megumi’s manic laugh scared the shit out of his opponent. It didn’t take long for him to execute the begging man. He kept hitting and kicking him long after the guy was gone. 
Gojo made eye contact with you as he walked towards the guy. He asked you to stay quiet by slowly lifting his index finger to his mouth. You nodded slightly, trying to distract Dave.
“Any last words, bitch?” Dave laughed. He was determined to kill you.
“You’re fucked!” A cocky smirk crawled upon your face as Satoru reached the man from behind. 
“Close your eyes baby!” you heard him and for a second you obeyed. Dave’s unbearable scream made you shiver. After you opened your eyes, you froze from the shock of seeing Gojo grabbing the man’s throat, and stabbing a massive knife into his lower stomach. Slowly cutting him all the way up to his chest. As the blade stuck into a bone Satoru clicked his tongue irritated. Raising his leg up, propped his foot on Dave’s pelvis, he kicked the now dead body off of the blade. 
Your bewildered, loud laugh made Gojo snap his face at you. You just kept laughing louder and louder second by second. “Darling?” he ran to you finally, starting to free you from the straps, which dug deep into your flesh. 
“I told him.” tears were running down your face, mixing with the blood from the laughter “I told this fucker that you were going to gut him like a fish!”
Gojo froze in his action, he couldn’t decide whether to hug you, kiss you or be terrified from the thought of what actually happened to you during the hours you were here. 
“I’m so sorry, my love. I am so sorry. It’s all my fault!” he kept babbling while freeing you entirely. 
Even if your mind was clear your body wasn't able to function correctly. So the second you tried to stand up, your legs gave up and you almost collapsed to the ground. Gojo grabbed you, picked you up bridal style and started to walk out. “I didn’t tell them shit, ‘Toru. I kept my mouth shut. Didn’t even let them hear me scream, no matter how much they tortured me.” you smiled weakly, before passing out in his arms.
That was the point where he gave in and started to cry like a child. He didn’t care what the others would think, he let his tears run down his cheek. The guilt in him almost ate him up, an unbearable knot in his stomach, which felt like it was tearing him apart. 
The woman, you, right in his arms risked her own life just to keep his information hidden from an enemy gang. He wanted to scream, yell and rage at the same time. But he also felt something else. That he was going to marry you, because you were the perfect woman for him. And he wanted nothing else, but to call you his pretty, little wife for the rest of his life.  
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