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āi have love and dreams too! but you know, one day everyone will grow up and leave me behind, right?ā satoru chuckles as he waves his hand at yuuji nonchalantly, unaware of the weight that his words carry as you look up at him with watery eyes.
you rub your temples with one hand as to hide the incoming tears as you wait for their conversation to be over so you can speak to gojo. as soon as yuuji leaves, you enter the room; quick to approach the white-haired man and wrap your arms around him, burying your face between his shoulder blades.
āoh? missed me that much?ā he tilts his head to the side, eyeing you as he gives you a small smirk. it disappears when he feels a wet spot clinging to his back and satoru manoeuvres his body around to face you, hands instantly cupping your cheeks as he looks down in concern, āhey now, thatās not very cute of you. i hate it when you cry.ā
you push your face into his chest, a broken sob escaping your throat as you wail into his shirt, āyouāre the one who makes me cry! saying stuff like that.ā
satoruās eyes squint in confusion before he ahh!ās in recognition, a cheeky smile appearing on his lips, āyou and i both know that itās not about you. i married you so we could be outgrown by the kids together.ā
you slap his chest that rumbles with chuckles and press your ear against his left pectoral, spending a few quiet seconds searching for his heartbeat.
āi can still feel sad.ā you murmur under your breath, tightening your grip on him as he rests his hand on top of your head, fingers weaving through your hair.
āfeel sad for me?ā
āmhm.ā
satoru hums, stroking the back of your head, and smears a small kiss on your temple, muttering against it, ācāmon, baby, thereās no need for that.ā
you sniffle into the sturdy surface of his chest, fingers digging deeper into his back, āi-i missed you so much. and nowā now youāre going away again! itās not fair.ā
satoruās movements on your hair come to a halt as he pulls away slightly to take a look at your face. his big palms cup the sides of it, concerned gaze scanning over your features as he exhales, breath coming out unsteadily. his eyes harden for a brief moment before ab apologetic expression settles on his face, the corners of his lips trembling as he speaks.
āiāll do my best to make it quick, alright?ā
you stare up at him, brows creasing upwards in confusion since that clearly wasnāt what was on satoruās mind, but donāt push ā too tired to attempt anything again as you bask in his warmth for as long as you can before he goes to fight sukuna.
hi, sel! i hope youāre doing great <3 for your little exercise, can you do bakugou + vulnerability š¤ thank you so much!
hi, zee! i'm doing very well, thank you! i hope you're doing amazing too š„ŗ thank you for sending in a lil prompt š
contains: aged up papa bakugo, mentions of a baby, mentions of past near-death experience
bakugo + vulnerability
it hits him all at once.
bakugo goes back into the field after eight months of paternity leave and instead of the pumping in his veins, all he feels is fearāunlike anything he's ever felt before.
it rings deep in his bones, crawls up his spine and into the back of his head; it rattles around his heartbeat. he didn't feel this at 15, with no pulse, near death with blood splattered all over his chest.
yet here he is now, at 35, standing face-to-face with a villain not any larger than he is. there's no real threat besides the explosives strapped to the pillars of this evacuated building; the worst that could happen is that the entire structure could collapse if they're set off.
āwhich, he can avoid; could hightail out of the area using cluster easily. but the pressure feels bigger somehow, the possibility of a failure weighs heavier. his first thought is you and the baby. his little family.
"you should start going back to the field," you whispered one night, your arms wrapped around his waist as he cradled his little girl to sleep.
he'd wanted to take the whole year off, just until she would start walking. just until you were more rested. settled.
but, you know bakugo and what makes him who he is, you know being a hero is more than just his job; how he misses the thrill of it, sneaking looks at his phone every time he hears anything from the news.
so he's here now, a few months too early, and it terrifies himāhow he doesn't feel the same way he used to. it's paralyzing; one wrong move, one reckless mistake and it could all be over.
there's so much more to lose.
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CUTIE ! ā JJK MEN & THEIR PARTNER WHO WEARS CUTE SOCKS
featuring. itadori yuuji, gojo satoru, todo aoi x reader
warnings. none :)
note. i was wearing this really cute pair of socks with very cute frog motives and just got this idea out of nowhere, i kept asking myself how jjk men would react with having a partner who likes to wear cute socks. also for requests, i'm working on them! so they will be coming out one by one anytime soon <33 (and i've been having a todo brainrot lately, we need more fics of him :(( )
ITADORI YUUJI. i feel like yuuji fanboys when he sees you in your cute socks, he clutches onto his chest and just thinks about how he got such a cute partner. and i feel like yuuji will buy you socks when he's out, for a mission, for a hangout, on a date with you. there will at least be one pair of socks that he takes home with him.
yuuji thinks about you so much sometimes he remembers what socks you have and don't have ā and every time he sees one that you don't have for sale, he wastes no time in buying them for you.
"baby, look!"
you look at him dangling two matching pom pom purin socks, "you got that for me? oh my gosh, i've been wanting to buy them for some time now! how did you get them?"
"i saw these while i was walking back and immediately thought of you, so i bought it for you!"
yuuji just loves watching you wear cute socks, especially the one he buys for you. he won't stop in buying them for you in the future.
fun fact: he got you a box of sanrio matching socks so the two of you could match.
GOJO SATORU. absolutely. loves. your. collection. he treats them like his own, would gush over how cute they are on you and would try to look for more. gojo is totally that person who sees you wearing them and immediately tries to find the same motive with his size so he could match you.
he wants to match with his partner.
he is so that "matching outfits" type of boyfriend, loves it when you ask him to accompany you to buy more socks. i feel like he would literally drop whatever he's doing even if it's important (unless it's a mission) and just teleports over to you.
"okay, let's go shopping."
"aren't you in a meeting?"
"no, they cancelled." obvious lie, he just didn't want to be left out ā he has to be in on it when you get your socks. and if you come home from somewhere with a pair, he'd literally break down.
"you.. how could you do this to me y/n? i trusted you!"
"satoru, i just bought socks! what do you mean?"
"exactly. fake people everywhere i go." big baby. gojo just wants to be there when you buy your socks. period. no more debates.
TODO AOI. have you seen his necklace? it's a picture of his idol and yuuji. but ever since he settled down for you ā he changed his idol's picture to a picture of you smiling brightly. he's so in love with you it's cute.
and todo, the first time he finds out you have a cute socks collection was when you invited him over for the very first time into your apartment. and you were wearing these really cute dinosaur printed ones that managed to attract his attention.
and when he asks you about it, you told him you had more.
so now socks are just a daily gift for you, todo would go on missions and come back with at least two pairs. he's out there obliterating curses and comes back with the cutest gift for you (apparently according to his friends, he strolls around after the mission trying to find a shop or two and if he doesn't find it, he buys you something else). what a cutie.
"look, i saw these when i was fighting a curse. so i came back to the shop when my mission was done."
"...you scare me sometimes," you tell him with a nervous smile as he looks at you, arching a brow in confusion, "you're hurt and you still managed to look at cute socks in a fight?"
c.w. f!reader, angst, implied unrequited love (both ends), some comfort
"you deserve better."
the weight of his words hit you just as hard as the look in his eyes when he says it.
jotaro isn't the type to meddle in other people's business. always sticking to his own lane, never interfering unless it directly involves him or his loved ones. and even then, those battles are carefully picked based on how severe the threat is and if they can be resolved without his involvement.
your love life has never been any of his concern before. romance in general is not something he thinks he's suited forānot with the life he now leads, carrying a torch that's worth less than the weight it bearsāand he's never once thought anything different. he of all people shouldn't have a say in how you handle your relationships with other people.
so how is it that this is what gets him to speak up? the sight of you crying over someone that's clearly not worth your attention, or efforts or care. doesn't even need a name to know that whoever you were just on the phone with didn't deserve the chance to break your heart.
but all too late, he realizes he's crossed a line that he can't take back. a wall he painstakingly built brick by brick over the years is now crumbling over three little words. and he's seeing it first-hand in the way your tears have stopped, eyes widening just a bit as your lips part in a wordless whisper of "what?".
an embarrassing heat crawls from his neck down his back, and his hands, now clenched tightly at his sides, gather with cold sweat. though a guarded expression instinctively descends over his face to mask his internal dilemma, he knows it's pointless. the deed has been done.
unwillingly, against all odds, he let a sliver of the love he holds for you seep through and reach you.
Omg that todo Drabble was so nice!!! You write his character very well and true to canon. Can you write a part 2? Could be romantic or platonic either way
ahhhh thank you so much anon!!
i do have a continuation for that particular drabble in mind, though itās a little slow-going at the moment. but i will definitely be writing more for todo in the near future! heās slowly becoming a favorite of mine <33
c.w. fluff, college au (megumi's part), late night calls, gaming, shopping, movie nights
imagine...
...taking a nap with megumi after buying lunch on campus. your next class is still hours away, and this part of the library is always quiet and bare of students. the suggestion to sleep leaves his lips when he sees you slump further onto the library's couch, and your lazy nod is met with his oversized jacket being used as a makeshift blanket over you. he sets an alarm on his phoneābecause of course, you can't be late for classābefore resting his head against your shoulder and gradually dozing off alongside you.
...playing online with yuuji in the middle of the night. you have him on speaker, though his voice is easily overtaken by your laughter as he realizes that you're winning, and that all his big talk from before had been for naught. the noises of your game and his silly banter echo through the silence of your room, and make you feel like he's not so far away. like he's still next to you, his thigh touching yours and his eyes shining bright as he tells you how much he misses you.
...jotaro walking into a makeup store with you. he's silently observing the vast array of false lashes and gel eyeliners as you happily pick out the items you've been running low on, his broad figure following you around like a shadow. if you can't get the attention of a worker, jotaro's calm but powerful voice always manages to do the trick. sometimes you ask for his opinion on which lip products you should get this time, and he typically answers with whatever he feels you'd enjoy the most. nudes, you find, are usually his favorite.
...polnareff watching a movie with you. it's one you've already seen, but he hasn't, so it's a treat for you to see his reactions to parts that have a more emotional impact. there's a bunch of snacks on the plastic tray and fluffy blankets strewn all about your bed, and the close proximity makes it hard for you not to cuddle into him even before he voices it out loud. it becomes even harder not to fall asleep, especially when his arm eventually snakes itself around your shoulders and guides your head to lay gently against his bicep.
c.w. f!reader, angst, implied unrequited love (both ends), some comfort
"you deserve better."
the weight of his words hit you just as hard as the look in his eyes when he says it.
jotaro isn't the type to meddle in other people's business. always sticking to his own lane, never interfering unless it directly involves him or his loved ones. and even then, those battles are carefully picked based on how severe the threat is and if they can be resolved without his involvement.
your love life has never been any of his concern before. romance in general is not something he thinks he's suited forānot with the life he now leads, carrying a torch that's worth less than the weight it bearsāand he's never once thought anything different. he of all people shouldn't have a say in how you handle your relationships with other people.
so how is it that this is what gets him to speak up? the sight of you crying over someone that's clearly not worth your attention, or efforts or care. doesn't even need a name to know that whoever you were just on the phone with didn't deserve the chance to break your heart.
but all too late, he realizes he's crossed a line that he can't take back. a wall he painstakingly built brick by brick over the years is now crumbling over three little words. and he's seeing it first-hand in the way your tears have stopped, eyes widening just a bit as your lips part in a wordless whisper of "what?".
an embarrassing heat crawls from his neck down his back, and his hands, now clenched tightly at his sides, gather with cold sweat. though a guarded expression instinctively descends over his face to mask his internal dilemma, he knows it's pointless. the deed has been done.
unwillingly, against all odds, he let a sliver of the love he holds for you seep through and reach you.
