X: So... Who's The Big Spoon And Who's The Little Spoon?

X: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Y/n: We're chopsticks

X: Uh... Well, that's cute!

X: Does that mean the you two snuggle together perfectly?

Dion: No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other one is good for is stabbing.

Satosugu taking care of you on your period.

Pairing: Satoru Gojo & Suguru Geto x fem!reader

Warnings: some cursing, typical period cramps,no proof reading so expect possible grammar errors, use of she/her pronouns for the reader,fluff i suppose?, I'm new to all this writer stuff, Gojo and Geto being your silly husbands.✨❤️✨

Normally, you were a very calm person in comparison to both of your beloved and energetic partners. Normally

But right now? You looked like you wanted every breathing being on earth to fucking disappear and leave you alone for the eternity.

You woke up this morning, went to the bathroom and what's the first thing you see? Blood.

What a way to start the day.

And now you were sitting on the couch in the living room, a movie from your childhood playing on the screen of the big tv Satoru bought a few months ago but instead of watching it, you found yourself more entertained in looking to at small plastic flower near you as if it was the source of all your misery.

Behind you at a very safe distance were Satoru and Suguru, debating if it was safe to approach you with the not so friendly aura you were displaying since early in the morning.

"Suguru, didn't you see how she didn't even pet Nala? She IGNORED her, she loves that cat more than anything in this world and ignored HER" Satoru whispered-yelled at Suguru, action at which the raiven haired male rolled his eyes.

"You make it sound as if she would bite us or something Toru, don't be like that you know it's not a very pleasant thing for her"

"I fucking know that but still, she's acting more upset than usual" Satoru answered while leaning against the wall and crossed his arms, a clear pout on his face "if I didn't knew any better, I'd think she's possessed" the albino explained with a bit too much seriousness.

"are you serious? Nevermind just...why don't you go to get us some snacks and drinks from the stores nearby? I'll stay with her"

Satoru nodded without putting any restraint, buying snacks was his assigned duty from the moment the three of you started dating, and that was years ago when you guys were still at highschool, and Suguru was the best dealing with you anyway.

"mhm, good luck then" Satoru leaved a quick kiss on Suguru's lips before going out to get some peace offerin– I mean, drinks and delicious food to comfort you.

"Hey... darling" Geto called for you with a soft husky voice before putting a hand on your shoulder, giving a gentle squeeze for you to come back from spacing out looking at that poor plastic flower.

"hmm? What is it?" You turned your attention to Geto and then looked around for a familiar white hair "where's Satoru?" You asked at the absence of one of your husbands, the loud one at that.

"I asked him to bring some snacks for you" his hand moved from your shoulder to your face and caressed your cheek with his thumb. "How are you feeling?"

"like someone stabbed me multiple times in my uterus. And before you questioned, yes I took some pills for the pain already"

Suguru sat down besides you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a hug, wrapping your arms around his waist you rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, your body finally finding a source of warm and comfort as Suguru traced circles on your back, trying to sooth the pain away a bit.

"do you want me to get a warm compress or a heat patch for the pain? I know that physical activities can help but you don't seem in the mood to even move a finger right now" he leaved a breathy chuckle at the end of the sentence.

"I prefer staying like this, thank you very much"

"if you say so...but I insist, let me know if we can help you with something besides cuddles and food"

Geto leaned back into the couch to give you more space for cuddles, you guys stayed like that for a few more minutes and just when you were about to fall asleep in that warm embrace, the sound of a door being dramatically opened and a "Daddy's home!" Interrupted your intention of having a quiet and romantic moment.

"was that really necessary?" You asked, not moving from your spot on Geto's arms.

"yeah, a 100% sure" Satoru gave you a Cheshire cat grin, both you and Geto rolled your eyes at his comment.

Satoru placed the bags on one of the free couches and Suguru stood up from his spot besides you to go and lend him a hand in organize them because as always, Satoru Gojo likes to get carried away when it comes to buying anything to do with sweets and candies.

Although you missed the warmth, you needed to use the bathroom (and probably take a quick shower because let's be honest, menstrual blood does not smell like roses). You were still wearing the same set of pajamas as before since you got zero energy to look for another one, only putting on an oversized black sweater from Satoru as an extra.

The idiot always has the comfiest clothes on the house, and is your duty to stole them.

You entered the room to continue with your routine of lying on the couch for the rest of the day, looking at that artificial plant again and start having a mental breakdown about how much you'd have preferred to be born a male; instead you were welcomed with a couch full of blankets (when did they get those?), a Geto searching for something to watch and the oval shaped coffee table with a lot of different snacks you couldn't point out at the moment.

You didn't have time to ask were was Satoru when you felt a pair of strong arms picking you up from the floor. Honestly? You were used to it as it slowly became an old habit of his.

"Hi Toru..."

"Hi princess, how're you feeling?" He asked while carrying you to join Suguru on the couch, leaving little kisses on your cheeks and a few down your neck, that always worked to stop you from being so grumpy whenever you weren't feeling good.

"isn't it obvious?" You snorted at his question.

"okay okay, not need to get rude"

He left you on the couch between them, you quickly settled down resting your back on Suguru's chest and placed your legs on Satoru's thighs, said snowy haired gave a gentle squeeze at the plush of your thighs and passed you a bowl full with cookies.

"so, what're we watching?" You looked up at Suguru who took a cookie and put it in your mouth before answering you.

"I thought we could watch Mulan, you said it was one of your favorites right?"

"Yeah, besides Brave" you answered, observing as Satoru swallowed three milk cookies in one fucking bite, they weren't exactly big but still. You're surprised he haven't got really sick with the amount of sugary stuff he eats in a regular day.

"very well then" Suguru handled you the TV remote "it's all yours"

The movie started playing, you wrapped yourself in some blankets, relaxation slowly invading your body once again, one of Satoru's hands rested on your lower belly, making gentle soothing movements, at least the sensation of his touch could make you forget for a few minutes of the barbaric war happening in your insides, and Suguru rested his head on top of yours, leaving a few little playful kisses here and there.

You hated menstruation with your whole life but having them in your life was like a blessing in times like this. Even when sometimes you wanted them to not even be in the same room as you, you loved your silly husbands just as much as they did.

Gojo: what do you do for a living?

Y/n: existing against my will

Gojo:...

Y/n:...

Gojo: same

Dino Classico with a Medea!reader.

I love her, I want to be like her.

So... English it's not my first language and I did this like at 1am so please spare me if you see any errors ✋

The younger daughter and now-formed duchess of a very famous noble family.

Known by her beauty, incredible intelligence, and fighting skills, you were a common topic between the nobles and commoners.

Some people called you a "wicked" woman who wouldn't hesitate to get rid of the ones who got in her way. Others called you a genius with an intellect that not everyone could understand.

Receiving marriage proposals was something far from new to you. The thing that actually managed to get your interest was a letter from Dino Classico, asking for your hand in marriage.

Now that was on the borderline weird; why would he suggest something like that?. The first encounter with the gray-headed vampire almost ended with his throat getting slit open by your sword—oppsie!.

After that...small accident, the only times you both coincided were in some flashy celebration held by some aristocrat. And even then, there was nothing else exchanged aside from a formal bow and a few words.

So, why in seven hells is he asking you for a marriage?.

Your doubts cleared after finishing reading said letter.

He stated that the main reason he wanted to marry you was because he needed a mother for his child and that he thought you'd be a very good influence for him and a great intellectual stimulation for the little creature.

You sighed. Wasn't the child around 6 or 7 years old? Knowing Dino Classico, it was not that hard to imagine the amount of stress and pressure the young boy must be carrying on his small shoulders.

However, even with how much you empathized with the kid, you couldn't bring yourself to put all your work aside—as well as your title as the duchess—just to become the nanny/mother of the kid.

So, as expected, you rejected the proposal. But the vampire lord was a bit more stubborn than you remember.

It took him almost 8 months for you to accept. He won't admit it, but you were the first woman to put him under such circumstances—he even had to invite you for some tea on multiple occasions and try to court you—what a handful of women you are.

However, moving to the domestic family life part...

Theodore took a liking to you more quickly than you expected; even when you visited the Classico house, you never saw him—Dino said that he was studying—and finally met each other a few hours before the wedding, a very awkward moment you prefer not to remember.

The second time you met him was while you were sword training. He sat under one of the trees nearby, placing the heavy book on his lap, and just read. 

Although the texts and concepts in the pages seemed very uninteresting in your presence. 

Theodore didn't know how or when he stopped reading and placed all his attention in you, those big round eyes staring at you. 

It wasn't the first time he saw you handling a sword; he likes to take a little sneak peek from one of the big windows, watching from afar. And seeing you from up close was a whole new experience for his innocent heart.

He was amazed; you made it look so easy and elegant, as if the heavy metal was as light as a feather.

When you were taking a break, he approached, standing before you, his small fingers gripping into the book he was holding for dear life in a silly attempt to control himself.

"How can you do that?" Was the only thing that escaped from his lips, and with such an insignificant question, both of you started a very good relationship. 

Sometimes he walked into your office to ask some questions or to tell you about the new things he learned, and you always listened and gave him the praise he needed to hear. 

He was a kid after all; even when acting so mature, he needed someone to talk with, a proper mother figure to take care of him, and having you around was the best thing for the child—even when you doubted about your skills to raise a kid.

Theodore was very fond of you, and you were very fond of Theodore.

And Dino couldn't be more pleased when his butler informed him about the good news.

Speaking of him, he also took a link to you almost as fast as Theodore. 

You were capable of handling him like you handled your swords, with discipline, strength, and elegance.

You were the only one in this godforsaken earth to overpower him, not only in strength but in personality as well.

His previous wives weren't capable of that. But neither he nor you blame them; both of you know that Dino Classico is not a sweetheart in the slightest.

But that was fine with you; you can always fix him or make him worse.

Behold, the big dragon sovereign.