Interrupting your scheduled broadcasting to spread more dad-like Price propaganda
It all started with a bad day. Everything had gone wrong from the moment you woke up until your head hit the pillow that night. On top of it all, you had a pounding headache that was keeping you awake.
You made it to the common room and to the little kitchenette hoping to find some form of pain medication. Of course, you just so happened to be out when you needed it the most.
The pain was getting to you and all the emotions surged forward in your body causing a few tears to fall. Stray tears turned into soft sobs as you sank down onto the couch, head in your hands.
You were so preoccupied with the pounding in your head you didn't even notice the footsteps getting closer to you.
"Kid, what's wrong? It's late, you should be in bed by now," Gaz sighed, voice lightly scolding as he kneeled down in front of you. He was in his regular workout clothes; he must've just come back from the gym.
No matter how hard you tried to speak, to tell him what was bothering you, nothing came out. The tears only multiplied with your frustration. This was humiliating, your teammate who you tried to constantly impress just to seem cool was now watching you cry.
Not to mention, crying over not having pain medication for a headache.
"Don't get so worked up, you'll only make yourself sick," Gaz mumbled, keeping his voice down you assumed to not wake up anyone else. His throat bobbed in hesitation as he looked towards the hall before looking back at you.
You were a mess, face all splotchy and eyes puffy from crying. It was adorable, really, but he wouldn't tell you that. It would probably only make you cry harder.
"C'mon, you're gonna lay with Price for the night. Up you go," He smiled softly as he grabbed your trembling hands and helped you off the couch.
"Wha-"
Before you could even protest he was leading you to Price's room, warm hand pressed gently into the small of your back. You could only whimper under your breath and sniffle as he knocked once on Price's door before opening it.
You were greeted by the sight of Price sitting against the wall on his bed reading a book, readers perched on the bridge of his nose. The room was bathed in soft, yellow lighting from the lamp by his bed.
He looked up from his book at the sound of the door opening, eyes instantly softening at the sight of you. Without asking, he picked up on the distress and swung his legs over the side of the bed, standing up to walk to the door.
"Thank you, Gaz. You should be gettin' ready t' settle down, yeh?" Price spoke quietly, gruff voice searing through the silence. His hand raised to smooth itself over Gaz's neck, the younger man noticeably relaxing at the touch.
"Yes, captain," Gaz answers back, quieter than before. His lips quirked up into a teasing smile at the endearment. Price huffed in amusement at his cheekiness, seemingly used to it.
You watched as they exchanged their goodnights before Gaz disappeared out the door, closing it behind him. You were alone with Price now, who in turn locked his attention onto you.
"Let's get int' bed, bubs. You need some good night's sleep."
It was hard to argue when his voice was so soothing. It eased the restlessness in you, your eyes already becoming heavy at the thought of finally resting.
You didn't hesitate to follow Price into bed, letting yourself be tucked in by him. He clicked off the lamp with a quiet grunt before settling down next to you with a sigh.
John Price taking Grumpy!Reader and their kid to a fair. Even if your kid is a teen, he's still taking them to the fair to try and impress them. No ifs ands or buts, the man is determined to keep impressing them.
If your kid is a teen, he's going on all of the crazy roller-coasters that they want to go on, even if you yourself are wary about them. Especially if you are wary and don't want your kid going on those roller-coasters, actually. He'd be like, "It's alright, I'll go with them" and he gets on the most daunting roller-coasters at the fair. One-on-one bonding time, he calls it later.
If your kid is younger, then best believe that man is going to win them whatever stuffed animal prize gets their attention when you're all walking through the fair. He's so confident about it too, especially if the prize is at one those shooting games. Because how could he, a military man, lose at a fair's shooting game? Well, he forgets all about how those fair games are rigged, stepping up to the booth with determination.
Flash forward an hour or two later, you and your kid are just stuck there at the game, forced to wait because John refuses to leave until he gets that damned teddy bear your kid wants. Even if you say he should just give up, he's using more tickets to keep playing the game. At one point, he even contemplated seeing if he could buy the teddy bear from the guy manning the booth but he dismisses the notion. He WILL be winning that teddy bear fair and square.
Somehow, someway, he manages to do it and his chest is puffed out in pride as he takes the teddy bear from the guy in the booth and turns to give it to your kid. His entire face is lit up with a triumphant grin when your kid squeals and thanks him for getting them the teddy bear. And then he immediately goes to the next fair game if another stuffed animal catches your kid's attention, causing you to spend literal hours at each booth as he gets each and every stuffed animal your kid wants.
synopsis: You're a first year at Jujutsu Tech and your mentor is Nanami Kento. You try to get the man to open up a little after a visit to the bakery and record store
information: reader's technique uses firearms
pairing: platonic!nanami x platonic!gn!reader
WC: 958
warnings.ᐟ : none
Gojo had assigned Nanami to be your mentor in attempt to get Nanami to work more with the students
Honesty, he thought that you and Nanami were somewhat similar, calm and collected but slightly classy
I mean, even your uniform looked like what he wore. Your uniform was a dress shirt, suspenders, shoulder holsters for you handguns, dress pants, and Louboutin dress shoes (that you had bought with Gojo's card)
You had just finished up your mission at an abandoned warehouse and as the multitude of curses faded away after exorcism, you placed your sniper rifle in your case and your handheld gun in your shoulder holster. Closing the clasps on your rifle case you stood up holding the case and adjusting the shoulder holster.
Nanami stood to the side wiping his hands on a handkerchief of any blood that the curses spewed
"Nanamin!" you called out "are you ready to leave? We've cleared the area of any curses"
"Yes. We're leaving now" he answered shortly as he turned around. He placed his cursed tool on the back of his shoulder holster
You followed after him carrying your rifle case out of the dark warehouse
Nanami walked on the street side of the sidewalk and you walked on the building side
You squinted as your eyes adjusted to the light
"It's sunset already" you stared up at the sun with a smile "how pretty" you walked next to Nanami as you looked at how the golden glow rested on buildings
You turned to a window that so happened to be a bakery and you saw how the sunset softened your features and how Nanami's sharp features were highlighted by the sunlight in certain places
"Do you wish to go in there?" His deep voice asked, snapping you out of your thoughts
"Oh um...I don't wish to trouble you" you turned away from the bakery
"No matter, If your hungry then we can eat...you had a harsh mission today so it's best if you ate" he opened the door to the bakery with a ding!
You followed after him unsure of what to say
The girl at the counter greeted in a cheery manner
"Hello! You're back again!" she smiled (IT'S THE BAKERY GIRL FROM THE MANGA!!)
"Pick what you want" he looked over at you
You hesitated slightly unsure of letting your mentor spend his money on you
"I told you, it's no matter" he placed a hand on your shoulder "Pick what you want"
"Uhm...okay then...(favorite food)"
"Let's get that for her and...a danish for me"
"The usual then huh? Who'd you bring with you?"
"She's my pupil as of 2 months ago"
"Wow! I'm sure you're a great teacher" she smiled at you and you smiled back
"He is" you grinned as he paid for your food
He walked out of the store with you by his side taking your rifle case from your hand as he handed you the food he bought for you
You felt slight relief as you finished your food, you were really hungry but didn't want to bother him for food
You looked to the side as you crossed the street spotting a record store
Throwing out the wrapper for your food as you reached the other side of the street
"I can carry my rifle now, and you can head on back to the school. I wanna stop here for a bit I wanna buy something" you pointed to the record store
"Don't worry about it I'll go with you"
"But our mission is over..."
"The mission doesn't end until we reach the school safely. It's also getting dark soon and you shouldn't be out alone in the dark"
He placed a hand on your back and guided you into the store
The record store held a nice ambiance, Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald's Autumn In New York played in the background on a record
A young woman with short red hair sat behind the counter shuffling through records
"Oh, y/n! You're back"
"Yea, do you have any new Dean Martin or Frank Sinatra?"
"Yeah, we just got Songs For Swingin' Lovers a few days ago. Should be in the back. A couple of Sade came in as well!"
"Thanks!" you called as you walked towards the section she pointed to
"Do you come here often?" Nanami asked
"I do! I really like vinyl...y'see I collect 'em. I think my first was a Beatles record...I got it for Christmas when I was...seven? Eight? I dunno, but I also got a record player the next year, so I started collecting" you rambled on as you went through the Jazz C-D box looking for a Dean Martin record that you could add to your collection
"You collect them hm?"
"Yeah! I wanna own every album from every one of my favorites one day"
"...Who are your favorites?" Nanami had begun to go through a Crooners Classics G-H box
"Oh gosh, well I love Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Louis Armstrong, ect. The classics y'know? I really like jazz...but lately, I've been into Neo-Soul...I'm thinking that this summer can be the Neo-Soul Summer 'cause during the winter I listened to a lot of Jazz...." you trained off "...uhm...am I talking too much?"
"Don't worry about it"
You nodded slightly with a small smile "Okay um...have you listened to Sade before?" you walked over to the section where Sade's records were located
"I have not" he turned towards you as you shuffled through a box
"Here we go..." you pulled out a record and handed it to him
"This one is Diamond Life released in 1984 it's uh...nine songs...one of my favorite albums"
"Mhm.." he turned the record over and read the list of songs
"My favorite time to listen to Sade is in the evening...it really fits the atmosphere...and here we go!" you picked up the Frank Sinatra record to buy for yourself
"'Kay...I'm gonna get this one...do you wanna get that record?"
He nodded slowly "Yes, why not"
"Great!" you took the record from him
"I'll get them this time since you covered our food"
"y/n I am--"
"--my mentor I know. But this is my thank you for being a really good mentor to me. Uhm...you keep me...down to Earth in a way? It's nice having a level-headed mentor...in comparison to Gojo...who's head seem to be everywhere but his neck!" you walked to the counter and placed the records on the counter and paid for them
When you exited the store with Nanami you handed him the record
"Here you go Nanamin!" You handed him the Sade record "I hope you enjoy it!"
"Thank you, y/n" he accepted the record you handed to him "you didn't have to do that, you know"
"Oh I know! But like I said, I'm thankful for having a mentor who's head is screwed on straight" you smiled as you talked to him
He huffed out a small laugh at your statement
"While we're on the topic of thanks, I've been meaning to thank you properly for the sourdough starter. I wasn't expecting it as a gift but it was a wonderful one. How did you know?"
"Gojo-sensei runs his mouth a lot"
"That he does"
"My mom also likes bread and...she has a starter to she taught me how to make one. I think that people who like bread should make their own! 'Cause then, they can have it whenever they want. Plus it's nice to smell the bread you make when I wake up on Sunday"
He smiled "I'm glad. You mentioned your first record was the Beatles, yes? How did you go from that to Jazz?"
"Wellll the Beatles is considered Madchester which really isn't my type of music so! I began experimenting and found Jazz! My parents took me to a Jazz club and I swear I spiraled from there! I even began to learn the saxophone!"
"The saxophone you say?"
"Yeah! Sometimes I play at night since it's the only thing keeping me sane at this point...curse-killing really puts a strain on the physical body and practicing an instrument helps...it really does"
"You're the one playing at night..."
"...you can hear it..? I thought you didn't stay on campus?"
"I had to stay late one night to file a mission report that I had been holding off on"
"Well, I hope it wasn't a bother..."
"Of course not, Desmond Blue by Paul Desmond is never a bother"
"Oh you knew the song!"
"You play quite well it's easy to recognize"
"Thank's Nanamin!" you smiled up at him
He returned your smile slightly and pat your back as you both walked back to Jujutsu Tech
"Now, tell me more about the songs you know..."
You shared anecdotes about your favorite songs and artists, from the soulful melodies of Sade to the timeless classics of Frank Sinatra. Nanami listened attentively, occasionally interjecting with his own insights or questions, demonstrating a genuine curiosity about your musical tastes.
As you approached the school grounds, you realized how much you appreciated these moments of camaraderie with your mentor. Despite his initial stoicism, Nanami had proven to be a supportive and understanding presence in your life as a Jujutsu sorcerer.
As the conversation wound down, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected bond you shared over music. It was a reminder that even in the midst of darkness and danger, there were moments of connection and joy to be found.
With a sense of contentment, you and Nanami entered the school grounds, ready to continue your journey together as mentor and pupil. And as the evening descended, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you had a steadfast ally by your side
Vulkan gonna have his baby in a baby wrap, sleeping on his warm chest. He's gonna have them strapped to them when he's working on not hazardous things.
Theyre getting showered in jewlery and gifts hand made by dad, and he's the biggest sap about it. He's crying at thier first smile, laugh, word, first roll over, first step- bawling his eyes out on partners shoulder about how his baby is growing WAY too fast.
I don't keep up with gnshin story anymore but I've seen a clip of v.arka in which he says "hey, your eyes are looking a little red and puffy. C'mere, let's hug it out." And I almost started crying
