Ah, my Roman Empire... So, time for one of the best comedian anime know it the world - Nanbaka. And it's main character Jyugo/Jugo!
He as your boyfriend
[ The actions take place based on the manga's plot, not the anime's, so the behavior patterns may seem foreign to you. Potential deviations from canon!!! ]
This damn trashy translate, ugh...
Jyugo as your boyfriend isn’t a story about love at first sight. It’s a story about silence, about careful touches, and about a love that is born where someone has spent their whole life afraid of themselves.
He doesn’t know how to court beautifully. He doesn’t understand how to flirt properly, misses hints, sometimes literally freezes if you look at him for too long. His love isn’t loud. It’s quiet, deep, and almost frighteningly serious.
At first, he keeps his distance. Not because he doesn’t want you, but because he’s afraid. Jyugo knows too well that something dangerous lives inside him. All his life he’s been told he’s a weapon, an experiment, a mistake. And the thought that you might get hurt because of him gnaws at him more than any fear of prison ever could.
But if you stay. If you don’t step back. He begins to change.
Jyugo as a boyfriend is silent glances that hold more feeling than other people’s confessions. He can sit beside you for hours without saying a word and be completely happy. For him, your mere presence is already a gift.
He isn’t jealous in a hysterical way. He’s jealous quietly. Restrained. When someone stands too close to you, his gaze darkens, his movements grow tense. He won’t make a scene, but he’ll step closer. A little nearer than usual. His hand will lightly brush yours, as if reminding you: “You’re with me.”
And there’s so much careful possessiveness in that gesture it makes your heart skip.
Jyugo doesn’t say “I love you” often. Those words are hard for him. But he shows it. He remembers how you like your tea hot or slightly cooled. He remembers that you get tired of people, but not of quiet moments together. He learns to notice the smallest shifts in your mood, because he himself lives in a world of suppressed emotions and reads micro-expressions too well.
Are you anxious? He won’t laugh or dismiss it. He’ll quietly sit beside you. His palm warm, slightly rough, will cover yours. He isn’t good with words, but his voice grows softer, lower, calmer.
“I’m here.”
And he truly is. Not for a second, but for the long run.
When his power slips out of control, that’s when he’s most afraid. Not for himself, for you. He might pull away, shut down, turn cold, just to avoid hurting you. And you’ll have to patiently break through that wall.
But when he finally understands that you don’t see him as a monster - he allows himself to be weak for the first time.
Jyugo who's resting his head on your shoulder.
Jyugo who's hugging you carefully, as if afraid of breaking you.
Jyugo who's falling asleep beside you and, for the first time, sleeping peacefully.
Physical closeness for him isn’t about passion - it’s proof that this is real. Warm fingers laced with yours. Forehead to forehead. Slow, rare kisses awkward but sincere. He learns it gradually, as if mastering a new language.
He doesn’t like noise. He doesn’t like conflict. If tension appears between you, he’ll withdraw first. Go quiet. Process everything inside himself. But if you approach him first, he won’t push you away. He listens. And he tries. He truly tries.
And he’s surprisingly gentle in small things. Brushing a strand of hair away from your face. Lightly touching your back just to make sure you’re there. Watching you with such quiet focus, as if you’re the only safe place in his world.
Yes, he has a dark side. In moments of rage his gaze turns predatory, his movements sharp, his voice someones else's....unfamiliar. But with you, he learns to come back. You are his anchor. His humanity.
To love Jyugo means accepting his fears. His silence. His past. And to be loved by him means feeling like the only person he’s willing to fight not the prison for, but himself.
And if one night he quietly whispers, barely brushing your temple:
“I don’t want to lose you”
know that it’s the most sincere confession he’s capable of.
Omg I love the team taka series 😭I hate to be that person but ...... more team taka plzzz 🥰🥰😅
MORE TEAM TAKA: HALLOWEEN EDITION 🎃
With this I decided to write Halloween with each one of them for each pumpkin.
🎃 Spooky season has arrived. Suigetsu, getting ready to go trick or treating. Jugo, casually stocking up on candy to hand out. Karin, buying skimpy outfits in hopes of getting her dear Sasuke to notice her. Sasuke watching from afar, arms crossed. What a world.
🎃 Shark boy ushering you out of the house. Your hand tightly grasped in his. The teen was decked out in spooky attire, the effort he put in was clear. Suigetsu shared his candy with you, only wanting to be fed by your hands.
🎃 Jugo seemed to enjoy carving pumpkins, he was on his fifth one. Various designs carved into the surface, some simpler than others. Excitement burst through your chest as you rushed to help him. Nearly sitting in his lap while his hands guided your own, carefully cutting at the skin of the pumpkin. His breath fanning your neck.
🎃 Sasuke's not the biggest fan of candy. That is unless you're giving it to him; how could he reject such an offer? To have you gently press the sugary treat to his lips, as he slightly parts them. Slowly running his tongue over your fingers to pick up the melted delight. While holding your wrist, preventing you from moving.
🎃 Karin enjoyed Halloween, you think. She never spent too much time away from her room or Sasuke matter of fact. Twirling in the mirror, asking you to rate her attire. Each having a unique style, some covering more skin than others. You never understood why she did such things but you smiled past it all. Reaching out to tie the silk strings binding the costume.
🎃 Horror movies are something else. You usually sat between Sasuke and Suigetsu. Karin on the other end of the Uchiha, Jugo on the other. The honorable Suigetsu always chose movies for you four. Karin stuck close to Sasuke, perhaps faking scared. Jugo and Sasuke remained stone-faced throughout it. Just like the olden days.
hi since requests are open can i request "things team taka would say to their crush"? Sorry if this makes 0 sense its my first time sending an ask and I'm nervous 😳😳
no no it’s perfect babie! no need to be nervous! I am but a humble scribe 🥺my character limit is three, though, so I'm gonna pick just 3 random members of team taka. hope you enjoy! ❤️
I think the best you’re going to get from Sasuke at this stage is compliments on your abilities
He admires your talents, and feels most comfortable telling you this. It’s his best try at expressing his feelings towards you
If you’re really good at sword fighting, he’ll tell you your stance is good. If ninjutsu is more your forte, Sasuke will tell you that your execution of your jutsu was of good quality
Don’t expect any romantic gestures or words now, unfortunately. That’s just not how he thinks
But when you think about it, a compliment on your fighting abilities from the Sasuke is pretty high praise in and of itself
The entirety of Team Taka has to pick their jaws up off the floor upon hearing their very serious leader tell someone their form is good
Might not seem like much, but that’s how you know you make him warm and fuzzy
Yeah it’s much more classic flirting with Suigetsu
He’s always making excuses to be around you, fight by your side, run an errand with you
It’s painfully obvious to the team that he has feelings for you. Suigetsu practically has heart eyes when he’s looking at you!
He’s also always complimenting you, but not just on your fighting abilities
If you grabbed a new coat he will tell you how awesome you look
But this means he also gets flustered and it’s so cute
Suigetsu will also stand up for you if someone is speaking ill of you. He won’t pretend that he doesn’t care or is indifferent to it, even if it makes it pretty plain as day that he loves you
Also a shameless flirt at the same time with the cheesiest pickup lines. Please laugh at least, it’ll put a big goofy smile on his face
Jugo reaaaaalllyyyy likes you, but he’s terrified of this feeling. These butterflies in his stomach are so foreign!
The last thing he wants to do is hurt you when the Curse Mark takes over, and in his mind, getting close to you will most certainly make that a more likely scenario
Don’t be surprised if he starts to get more distant all of a sudden. It’s just his way of keeping you safe
You could argue that you are put in danger every day being a part of Team Taka anyways, but he can’t really see that. He thinks he’s a monster that should stay far away from something as precious as you
Unless you go up to him and confront him about this, I don’t know if he’ll drift back closer to you again
I think a dramatic moment in the rain will help to bring you two together. Also with a few cute animals around too 🥺
“M-moan for me, my Queen,” Gundham breathes, slightly muffled by how his lips are tracing eagerly along your throat, “Play for me your symphonies of pleasure...”
You would’ve found his phrasing amusing if he wasn’t so heatedly working you up, grinding slowly against you while teasing your neck with the tip of his tongue. You moan breathily as you buck your hips up into his, eliciting a groan from him as he nibbles on your throat.
“Y-yes, just like that, m-my dear,” he pants, hands traveling over your form as he marks you. He slips his hands under your shirt, gripping your hips as his mouth traces down your neck. He pulls back to let you roll off your shirt, licking his lips subconsciously as you reach around you unclip your bra.
The moment that your bra is shed, tossed to the ground without a second thought, his hands are on your breasts, kneading them as his eyes rake over your form. He wastes no time latching his mouth onto one of your nipples, rolling his tongue over the hard nub as his fingers pinches the other. You gasp out his name, whining as his free hand roams down your torso to tease you through your pants.
His hand slips under your waistband to rub you lightly through your underwear, barely enough pressure to warrant any pleasure, but enough to leave you whimpering. He releases your nipple from his mouth, kissing down your stomach as he murmurs against your skin. “You’re intoxicating,” he breathes, stroking you eagerly as you squirm beneath him, “The way you call my name i-is enchanting...”
He retracts his hand from teasing you, shivering at the needy whine you give him in response, instead unbuttoning your pants to slide them down your legs. You stop him before he can start on your underwear, pulling him towards you to help him shed his remaining clothes.
He gladly lets you strip him, rolling his shirt over his head and unbuckling his belt for him. He eagerly tosses them aside, allowing you to pull him into a heated kiss as his hands travel down your waist once more. He easily finds your underwear again, but instead of pulling them down like you’d anticipated, he cups you from outside the thin fabric.
“A-ah,” he pants, face flushing as he feels your damp panties, “Y-you’re so wet, kitten...”
You press yourself further into his hand, seeking some sort of relief from the heat pooling in your abdomen. The pads of his fingers stroke along the outside of your panties, barely pressing against your entrance from outside the cloth. He pulls away right as his fingers trail up to lightly press down on your clit, shifting back to finally pull off his pants.
You eagerly roll down your panties, sitting up to toss them aside as he settles to sit beside you, a heated expression on his face as his eyes watch you climb over him. Your legs shake as you hover over him, and he strokes your hips with his thumbs as he grasps your waist.
“Lower y-yourself onto me, my pet,” he breathes, gaze trained on your lower halves. His breath hitches as you slowly slide down onto him, moaning as his hips twitch up to go further. “E-exactly like th-this; good girl,” he moans, before freezing up slightly as he realizes the subconscious pet name he’d blurted out.
The praise makes you whimper, nearly slamming yourself the rest of the way onto him. He lets out a gasp at the sudden movement, mouth quirking up into a light smirk as you adjust. “Do you enjoy being praised, my Queen?” he pants, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as you roll your hips, “I am m-more than happy to oblige for you-”
He cuts himself off with a choked moan as you begin to eagerly bounce on his lap, grasping his shoulders. “G-gorgeous,” he gasps out as your mouth falls open. His hands help guide your hips to lift and slam back down onto him, throwing his head back.
“F-fuck, Gundham,” you moan, struggling to steadily ride him as you grow closer to you peak. Your legs are shaking as you try to keep up with the way his hips buck up into yours, "I-I can’t-...” He realizes your struggle, lifting you off of him to spin you both around.
“A-allow me to...” he pins you under him, sliding back into you with a groan as he quickly works back up to pounding into you. He pins your wrists into the bed as you move your hand to muffle your moans. “Do not be ashamed,” he breathily reminds you, “M-moan my name for all to hear.”
You feel your face heat up further at the near command, but it’s easy to comply with the encouragement of his rough thrusts. “Tha-at’s my good pet, a-ah!” he groans, tightening his grip on your wrists as he slams into you, “Y-you feel divine-...”
Your back arches into him as you feel the pressure in your abdomen build, biting your lip harshly as you tighten around him. Gundham seems to be close as well, for his thrusts grow erratic and almost frantic as he chases his release. He lets out one last loud moan as he throbs inside of you, squeezing his eyes shut as he cums.
Feeling him fill you is the final push that sends you over the edge, hitting your peak with him as you squirm against his grip on your wrists. He releases them to let you pull him down for a sloppy kiss as you both come down from your high. He only separates to nuzzle into the crook of your neck as he carefully slips out of you, still trying to catch his breath.
“Y-you were wonderful, my dear,” he stutters after a moment, still hiding his face in your neck. He gently lowers himself onto you as you wrap your arms around him, sighing quietly. You press a kiss to the top of his head before yawning, pulling him closer as your eyes slide shut, murmuring a last “love you”.
Jugo (GN!Reader)
Jugo’s calloused hands gently caress your bare form, sighing against your neck as he feels you shiver beneath him. “You’re gorgeous when you’re like this,” he murmurs softly, pressing light kisses along your neck as his palms ghost over your nipples. He pinches one between his fingers, intaking sharply as you whimper.
“Stunning,” he breathes, trailing his mouth down to flick his tongue across your other nipple. His rough hands continue down your body, making sure to caress every inch of your skin in adoration as his mouth follows. He takes his time to worship your body, murmuring compliments against your heated skin as you squirm.
You bite your lip in anticipation as Jugo’s hands run lower and lower down your torso. He halts just before he reaches where you need him, instead choosing to massage your inner thighs, scattering soft kisses so teasingly close to your sex. “A-ah, Jugo,” you moan breathily as his fingers finally reach where you’ve been aching for his touch, “P-please, more...”
He shudders from above you, eyes shooting up to meet yours heatedly as he pleasures you. “I l-love how you moan my name,” he groans, leaning up to give you a sweet kiss as you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him closer. He shifts his hand to slide a finger into you, his other hand still stimulating you as he preps you.
He moans into your mouth as he slides another finger in, breaking away to tuck his face into your neck. “I need you,” he gasps, “M-may I-?”
“Yes,” you cut him off, panting as you grind into his hands, “I-I want you.”
He shivers at the admission, moving his hands to grip your hips as his breath fans over your neck. You squirm in anticipation, but freeze as you feel him prodding at you, barely pushing his tip in. You swallow thickly, pushing your hips towards him to encourage him to go deeper.
He slowly pushes himself into you, giving you time to adjust to his size. He raises his head to kiss you sweetly as you grunt in pain, whispering apologies against your lips. He only begins to move as you twitch your hips into him, moaning into his mouth. He gently rolls his hips into you, tightening his hold on your hips as he gradually picks up the pace.
“Y-you feel amazing,” he breathily moans, “You’re s-so good...” His thrusts are slow and passionate as he hovers over you, panting heavily. Your loud gasps and moans only encourage him to slam his hips into yours with each deep thrust, eyes fluttering shut he throbs inside of you. You bring him down for a messy kiss as he fills you one last time, coming inside of you as he moans into your mouth.
You throw your head back as you cum, the feeling of him twitching inside of you as he fills you becoming too much. As Jugo settles down, he leans up more to press more sweet kisses along your cheeks as you come down from your high. You grin adoringly at him, and he gives you a small smile before he slides out of you.
He turns to lay beside you, chest still heaving as he regains his breath. You roll onto your side to face him after taking a moment to fully settle down from your intense orgasm. You shuffle closer to bury your face into his chest, and he gladly wraps his arms around you to keep you close. You press a kiss to his chest lovingly, and you can feel his arms tighten around you as you drowsily snuggle closer.
@madisonchick2 asked: “Hey I saw the matchup you did and it was amazing! I would love to be paired with a male Naruto character as well. I guess I’ll start by saying that at first glance I am quiet and reserved. I tend to wait and see who I can be friends with. I mean in high school it took me a little while to really know who my friends were. However, everyone thought I was “popular” for some reason. I tend to open up quicker to people when playing like games or doing challenges. I am super competitive so even though I can be reserved challenges brings out the more care-free energetic side of me. I don’t know if this makes sense but I act a little differently with certain friends. However, generally around my close friends I love to smile and have fun with them. Making them laugh or laughing with them make me very happy. And the type of fun I mean isn’t like party fun it’s like enjoying each others company. But, I am kinda cynical and sarcastic. Even though to my friends I can appear a little distant and cold I am like a mother to them. I am like their rock and I try to help them whenever I can. In fact, I try to help most people. Also, my friends seem to think I am really organized and just on top of everything. To an extent this is true but I am not the neatest person and I can procrastinate sometimes. There are times where I feel underappreciated and lonely but I try and get over it. I think what brings that on is the about of stress that I always feel. I strive to do well in school and many other areas and it takes a toll on me. But, I usually just try to stay positive and my friends and family are really supportive. People say that I am strong and I think I kinda agree. Like everyone else, I’ve always had obstacles to go through and I manage to pull through them. On another note, I love the performing arts. It’s a great way for me to de-stress and I always enjoy myself. It’s like an outlet and a place where I can be myself. I never knew the kind of guy I wanted but I do know that if he can make me smile and laugh a lot then he is the one. I never really cared for massive pda. Like the first time my friends kissed it made me feel very uncomfortable but after a while I got a little use to it. I don’t mind hugs to holding hands but I am really apprehensive with kissing in public. In private, I don’t mind anything but really cuddling is where it’s at. I also need a person who can handle me when I tend to act a little wild and goofy but that side only comes out if I’ve known that person for a very long time. I also feel like If I had a person who could be my rock would be nice because sometimes I can’t handle all the pressure and I just want to be doted on or held ya know. I like to talk about interesting things like historical or cultural topics but as long as the topic of conversation isn’t like really superficial I can talk about basically anything. I don’t exactly like confrontation at all but when push comes to shove I’ll handle things in a diplomatic way. Thank you for putting up with me and I send you so much love!! You are the best!!”
I ship you with Juugo! (I´m talking about his good/real side, hehe)
You need someone gentle who looks up to you and appreciates you dearly. Since you give a lot by protecting people and being a rock for them, you need someone that´ll do the same for you. Jugo is calm, loving and likes to shower his significant other with attention. He can be a silent lover from time to time what will go perfectly with your hesitance towards PDA.
He´s also really attentive, so he´ll easily catch on when you are stressed and he´ll immediately try to reassure you. He may keep silent about his problems as well, though. I´m not really sure how your sarcasm will go with him, but I believe that he´ll just laugh at it.
In the confines of his home however, Jugo completely changes and comes out of his shell. It will surprise you how passionate and determined he can be. Since he isn´t that competitive, he´ll gladly lean back and support you while watching you win. Whether that might be being present at one of your matches or supporting you mentally in times of hardships.
You sound like an active person, so just imagine all the dates you´ll spend outside, taking a walk in brown, amber autumn leaves or playing hide and seek between a dense forest to enjoy your goofy side. Jugo´s love for nature and animals is really adorable! Since he has such a loving personality, I think it would be really easy for him to make you smile, too and break through to your heart. Juugo looks rather intimidating at first, but he´s really just a bit sweetheart.
I also thought about shipping you with Gaara or Iruka, but I thought Juugo was the best pick!
Sry it took me so long but i'm so happy to hear you write for nanbaka ^^ and I sent it in ask bc I didn't know how you felt abt me messaging you but as for my request if you don't mind could you write jyugo x reader who has only stayed at nanba their whole life and has never left or been outside?
Oh my - oh my. Really interesting request. It's seems like more a fanfic type neither my usual hcs style I used to, but why not? I hope you don't mind. I'm not really good in writing something like fanfics, I'm just not used to but let's give it a try. Here we go...
Jyugo/Jugo [Nanbaka]
Gender neutral reader!
SFW
might be misscharacterization
The actions and character's behaviour is more based on the anime's timeline rather the manga's
Jyugo x Reader
“The World Outside Cell Walls”
You had never seen the sky. Not properly, only fragments of it thin, broken strips framed between metal bars and concrete, like the world itself had been rationed out to you in careful, controlled portions.
You didn’t know what “freedom” really looked like, you only knew Nanba.
Nanba’s loud halls.
Nanba’s chaos.
Nanba’s rules and the way they bent around certain people, somehow.
And then there was him. Jyugo. Another freaky loser that gonna leave this place one day. At first, he didn’t seem that different from the others, another inmate, another loud presence in an already noisy prison so why do you have to care? But unlike the rest, Jyugo noticed things. He noticed you. Maybe that day he saw the soul similar to his and that's why he later won't leave you alone waiting for your death in the corner of Nanba's prison.
You always stayed near the same spot, the edge of the corridor, where the light hit just right for a few hours a day. You’d sit there, knees pulled close, watching dust float like tiny constellations.
You never joined the chaos. Never fought. Never even complained. Just existing and waiting for it all to end.
It bothered him. Maybe because he sees this place differently than you? Is he stupid?
— “Hey.”
You looked up slowly. Like even the act of responding took effort.
Jyugo crouched in front of you, tilting his head slightly, studying you like if you was the most interesting and hard puzzle he have ever seen.
—“You’ve been here… what, forever or something, eh?”
You blinked.
— “…I think so.”
That answer should’ve been a joke, but it wasn’t. His grin faltered immediately.
Days passed, and somehow he kept coming back.
He’d sit beside you, sometimes talking (at least trying), sometimes just existing.
You didn’t ask why. You didn’t ask much of anything.
— “Have you ever been outside?” he asked one day, stretching his arms behind his head.
You shook your head.
— “Not even before this place?”
Another shake.
— “…Not even once?”
— “…No.”
That time, Jyugo didn’t respond right away. For someone who usually filled every silence with noise because of bored, it was kinda strange.
After that, he started describing things. Why? For what? Is he making fun of you? Eh, nevermind.
At first, it was casual.
— “The sky’s not just blue, you know. Sometimes it’s orange. Or pink. Or this weird purple color that looks fake but isn’t.”
You listened. Not interrupting. Not reacting much. Just absorbing. He knows much, it's weird and all his talking shit is weird in general. Was you pissed off? Was you jealous? Or....
— “And there’s wind too. Not like the stuff that sneaks in here. Real wind. It moves everything, like your clothes, your hair… makes you feel like you’re actually there.”
— “…There?” you echoed softly.
— “Yeah. Like you exist somewhere bigger than…” he gestured around, “you know…this.”
Your fingers tightened slightly around your sleeves. His unnecessary bullshit somehow really affects your careless being.
It became routine.
Jyugo would sit beside you and talk about a world you’d never seen. Rain against skin. Sunlight that didn’t come through bars. Crowds. Noise. Open space. And slowly, something shifted. You still couldn't understand why he's bothering you and you specifically, but you didn't even notice how you started wait for his arrival.
You started asking questions.
— “Does it hurt?” you asked once.
— “What?”
— “The outside.”
He blinked.
— “…No. Why would it?”
— “…Because it sounds… too big.”
Jyugo stared at you for a moment, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. No, he didn't think you're dumb or weird he completely understands and shair the same thing.
— “…It can be,” he admitted.
— “But it’s not supposed to hurt.”
One evening, the light hit differently. The strip of sky above you burned orange, brighter than usual, wider somehow.
You stood up. It was small. Insignificant to anyone else, but Jyugo noticed immediately as if he always watching you.
— “You’re standing, huh... I thought you can't, lol.”
— “…I want to see it better.”
For a second, he just looked at you. Then, without overthinking, because that’s just who he was, he stepped closer.
— “Here.”
Before you could react, he placed a hand lightly on your shoulder and guided you forward, just a few steps closer to where the view wasn’t as obstructed.
You stiffened at first. Contact wasn’t something you were used to except harsh officers, but even they didn't touch you much because you wasn't troublesome.
His grip wasn’t forceful. Just steady enough. Still, he's kinda awkward type of men.
— “Look.”
You did. For the first time, you didn’t just glimpse the sky. You saw it. Really saw it. Color stretching endlessly. No walls. No limits. Your breath caught.
— “…It doesn’t end.”
Jyugo smiled softer than usual, almost quiet. It was obvious he's comfortable to be around you.
— “Yeah.”
You didn’t notice when your hand found his sleeve. Didn’t notice when you held onto it lightly, like you were afraid the sky might fall or disappear if you look away.
Jyugo did, but he didn’t say anything. He just stayed there, letting you look, letting you feel something beyond Nanba’s walls, even if it was only through a gap in the ceiling.
— “…Jyugo.”
— “Yeah?”
— “…Will I ever see the rest of it?”
He hesitated. Not because he didn’t want to answer, but because, he didn’t know how. Still, he shifted slightly closer, just enough for you to feel it.
— “…If I have anything to do with it?”
A pause, then, quieter:
— “Yeah. You will.”
For someone who had never left Nanba, it wasn’t escape that changed you first. It was him and the way he made the world feel reachable, even from inside a cage.
