Guys It's Officially Been A Year Since I Posted This! This Remains My Fic With The Most Interactions,

guys it's officially been a year since i posted this! this remains my fic with the most interactions, and i just want to say i love all of you and i'm stunned that over a THOUSAND of you guys liked my silly little fic 🥹🥰

For You (Gojo x Reader)

What if you were sealed instead of Gojo?

CW: Shibuya Incident spoilers, angst, not canonically accurate (just roll with it for the plot it doesn't have to make complete sense), swearing, so much angst

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Gojo knew that you were strong. He wouldn't have fallen in love with you out of fear if he didn't trust completely in your ability to return to him.

But that was before.

Before the shell of someone the two of you once knew and loved appeared.

Before he allowed himself to be distracted for a split second.

Before you noticed what was happening and shoved him out of the way.

Before you stood in front of him, hands bound behind your back, body rendered immobile.

"Well, this is an interesting development."

Not-Suguru clapped his hands together.

"Oh well, this will do too. Actually, we just managed to nab the strongest's only weakness: his love."

"Who are you?"

You snarl, glaring at your former friend.

"Why, I'm Geto Suguru. Don't you remember me? I'm wounded."

"Bull. Shit."

All Gojo can do is stare blankly at you, and pray that this isn't happening. That one of his worst nightmares isn't playing out in front of him.

"I know damn well that Suguru would never go out of his way to hurt us. He may have hated non-sorcerers, but even at the end he held no hostility towards us. So I'll ask you again. Who are you?"

"Satoru."

Gojo jumped a little, but quickly smoothed his expression over as you used one of your techniques to communicate telepathically with him.

"You need to run."

No! He wanted to scream. There has to be another option.

You continue taunting and yelling at the creature inhabiting your friend's body, and Gojo realizes that you are desperately stalling for time.

"Listen, I know you don't want to. But right now, you can't do anything for me without putting yourself in serious danger. I'm expendable."

Not to him, you aren't. For you, he would tear apart the world with his bare hands. For you, there wasn't a risk he wouldn't take. He has to find a way out of this. For you. Because there was no world where you were fucking expendable to him.

"You need to run! Now! I don't know how much time you have, but I know you can make it outside. You are the strongest after all. Run. Regroup with the others."

He knows that what you are saying makes logical sense, but he still can't wrap his mind around it.

Then you spoke again.

"No one should be allowed to take youth away from young people. That's what we agreed, right? So go. Do it for our kids. Protect their youth. For them. For our dream. For me."

Quietly, oh so quietly, he says something.

"I'm scared."

He admits, so quiet you can scarcely hear him.

"I'm not."

Your tone is gentle and loving.

"You aren't abandoning me forever. This is only temporary. I know that no matter what happens, you will get me out of here. Not because you're the strongest or anything. Because you love me, and I love you. And nothing can keep us apart, 'kay?"

Moving as much as your restraints would allow you, you turn your head the tiniest bit so you can look at him.

"Go. Go save our kids. I believe in you. I'll see you soon my love."

Holding back tears, Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer alive did the unthinkable.

Turning away from you and speeding up and out of the train station was the hardest thing he ever did, and will ever do.

But he did it.

For your many (unofficially) adopted children.

For your shared dream.

For you.

Always for you.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

This physically pained me to write, but it was taking up WAY too much of my brain space lol. Let me know what you think, and feel free to send in any requests you have!

i think 'I trust you with my life but not your own' as a trope is one of the ones that can always fuck me up no matter what

AUGHHHH STOP PROTECTIVE MEN WHO ARE ALSO GOLDEN RETRIEVERS SAVE ME OMG I'M GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE

*coughs* would just like to say ☝️ that in any moment of danger, kiri does that thing where he steps in front of you and reaches back to kind of cage you against his back while he presses a hand against your lower back to keep you close 🙂‍↕️

how people introduce themselves is often indicative of what they find most important about themselves. so it's not surprising that oikawa tooru always introduced himself as a setter.

that is, until he started dating you.

suddenly when he was introducing himself, it was no longer a long winded speech about how he was the best setter in the world.

instead he simply introduced himself as your boyfriend, a huge smile on his face as he chattered about how amazing you were.

because being your boyfriend was the most important part of his identity until it wasn't. until you were gone.

now when people ask him about himself, he gives them his name, and his name only. not because there's nothing to say about himself, but because he no longer has anything important enough to say.

@crescentmoontsuki here you go! it's not super long and i'm sure it's not well written but it's a thought i had in my head for a few days lol

guys i just had a super angsty idea for a little oikawa drabble but i can't decide if i want to put more pain into the world on this rainy gross day or not

swapped! extra: creep

summary: you never knew you were such a creep until this mess happened

wc: 285

cw: reader is horny for shouto, word pervert used once, god is mentioned once as an exclamation, crack, not beta read, barely proofread

note: this is one of the extras for my fic, swapped, that were so generously sponsored by the amazing @batterygarden as part of the @ficsforgaza initiative. check out the links at the bottom of my pinned if you're interested in sponsoring a wip or sending in a request!

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After you hung up, you stood and padded over to his alarmingly empty walk-in closet, retrieving his navy hero suit from where it hung on a hanger. Putting it on was surprisingly easy compared to your hero suit with its multiple parts and pieces; unzipping the jumpsuit and stepping into it was a piece of cake, fastening the belt around his stupidly slim waist only took a couple of minutes. 

Sure, it probably could have been a matter of mere seconds, but smooth skin covering firm muscles distracted you (what, you’re simple minded. See muscles brain goes brrrrr). 

And who could blame you? Apparently you could, seeing as you spent the next five minutes kicking yourself for being a pervert. Moving on to his bathroom, you applied deodorant, definitely not committing the brand and scent to memory so you could purchase and huff it later. Definitely not. Unrelated thought, who knew deodorant could smell that good?

Then it was time to brush you (his) teeth. Holding the toothbrush out only two words occupied your mind. Indirect. Kiss.  Logically you knew that you would be using his toothbrush with his body, so it wasn’t anything weird about it, but mentally you couldn’t handle it, your face flushed as you put it back in its little stand in favor of finding an unopened one. 

All of the drawers lining sides of his sink were empty, save for the bottom right one which held a haphazard jumble of unopened razors and toothbrushes. Extracting a single toothbrush, you quickly brushed your teeth and hurried out of his bathroom and bedroom before more intrusive thoughts came. 

God, before all of this you had no idea you were such a creep.

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