š¤Little Bird (Hawks x Reader x Child)
[Some domestic Hawks stuff because I have a weakness for it~]
read pt. 2 here
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[Some domestic Hawks stuff because I have a weakness for it~]
read pt. 2 here
[drummed up a sequel for "Little Bird" as I got super inspired to do another one~ I hope you guys like, its a bit lengthier than the first so I hope that's ok~]
Read pt. 1 here
A Jujutsu Kaisen Imagine Series (reader insert)
Warnings: blood/gore-y scene depicted
GIF is not mine!
AN: I donāt know if anyoneās seen Paranorman but this scene from the movie is how I picture Y/nās powers to behave. I tried so hard to describe it x-x
A Jujutsu Kaisen imagine series (reader insert)
Warnings: Fighting
GIF is not mine
AN: I twisted the script just a weeĀ bit to fit the narrative a bit better, hope you guys donāt mind! <3
Jujutsu Kaisen Imagine (reader insert)
Warnings: Murder, alludes to abuse, blood
AN: This story is based off of the amazing @skipps-writes-for-gojo-satoru headcannon requested by @shoganaiiii Please go show them some love! They deserve it!
- Nobara, Megumi, y/n, and Yuji are all first year students at Tokoyoās Jujutsu Tech school of Heroics, who all show very promising careers in the future as proheros. All the protĆ©gĆ©s of the Number 2 Prohero, Limitless and or their teacher Gojo Satoru.
-Nobaraās quirk is Nail and Hammer, which allows her to summon nails and any type of hardware, and manipulate it. She goes by the hero name Hammerara
-Megumiās quirk is Shikigami, which allows him to summon his Shikigami. His hero name is Shadowling.
-Yujiās quirk is curse vessel, which basically he harbors sukuna, and can switch between the two consciousnesses. His hero name is Curse King.
-y/nās quirk is rune riff, which allows them to merge with ancient artefacts, and gain powers based on the artefacts they merge with. They currently have two artefacts that they have constantly on them, the first being an Islamic talisman that allows them to create Mandalas out of matter when merged. The second being some ancient prayer beads from a Tibetan monk in the mountains that allows them to air bend when merged with them. Theyāre hero name is still being decided, but the general consensus is tomb raider.
- Lastly Gojo is still a horrible teacher, but he has a rivalry with Aizawa so he feels the need to have all of there student meet to see whoās better, Aizawa also shares the same philosophy as him in that they canāt stand the other.
i will love you, my purpose for living.
āah! (y/n)-chan! would you like to hang o-ā gojo called out to you, watching you walk inside of the school with the second years.
āsa-to-ru-kun,ā you called sweetly, looking over your shoulder to see the white haired male staring at your back, āiām sorry, iām already busy this weekend.ā and that was that.
you walked with your students into the building, the three students talking about some topic before turning to look at you.
āyou know, heās been chasing after you for as long as we knew you.ā maki spoke first, the two males behind her nodding in agreement.
you were waiting for them to come out in their training gear, your chin resting atop your hand as you waited for them all to be settled outside. laughing at their tone, you smiled at your students, who only gave you a look you didnāt understand.
āgojo satoru has been like this ever since iāve met him. years ago. please kids, i think itās just that we donāt get along much. heās in love with me, while i....ā you trailed off, watching your studentsā eyes begin to glow slightly from excitement.
āyou...?ā panda pushed, leaning forward to gain a response.
āi donāt particularly like him nor hate him. weāre very much alike, but i think weāve both come too far to date, donāt you think?ā you answered, giggling quietly when maki rolled her eyes at your answer.
standing up, you wiped off your hands and waited for maki to get into her stance, taking on all three kids at once. you fought them gracefully, refusing to use curse techniques until your students could beat you at hand-to-hand combat. you four didnāt notice satoru though, his fall form leisurely entering the training grounds with his students. the only time you looked up was when you heard yuuji scream from amazement at your fighting.
āwaaaaaah! (y/n)-sensei! i never knew you could fight like that!ā he exclaimed, eyes twinkling and cheeks pink from excitement.
you threw inumaki over your shoulder, slamming him into panda before grabbing makiās arm that was attacking and kicking her straight to the ground. a blue didnāt fail to appear on your cheeks, your biggest pet peeve being that someone was watching you fight. your students got up immediately, waiting aside as you stomped up to satoru with angry eyes.
āgojo-san.ā your voice was dripping with malice.
āyes!, my precious (y/n)-chan?ā he replied, tone too sweet for your liking.
āiām proud to say that this school has other training grounds. why must you come to the one weāre using?ā hands resting on your hips, the male copied your position with a playful grin on his lips.
āi just know how much you love, to have people watching you train! and why wouldnāt i want to show my students that?ā he answered, and if you could kill any person on the planet, itāll be gojo satoru.
āi specifically remember telling you in the past that i didnāt like people seeing me fight,ā you leaned close to him, voice lowering to a whisper, āand you know why.ā
āme? i know why? why, it must be because the āprincess of the skiesā doesnāt like to show her fighting methods, besides in battle.ā satoru spoke loudly, warning the attention of all the kids as you gasped in slight horror.
how much you hated that man.
āāprincess of the skies?ā whoās that, gojo-sensei?ā megumi questioned, raising an eyebrow curiously.
āoh, itās just miss (l/n) (f/n) over here. sheās one of the top rated sorcerers. sheās under me, but...ā the man leaned down to have his lips next to your ear, ā...i wish she was directly under me.ā
you retched. almost.
pushing away the other, you smiled softly at your students before starting training again. they abided quietly, getting in their stances as you trained them carefully. the other class trained alongside your group, and until the sun set, you right were outside.
once dusk hit, you sent your students inside, smiling at their figure walking away before grabbing satoru by the hand and taking him aside. he followed along quietly, and until you threw him on the ground, he didnāt say a word.
ānow whatās your idea!ā you exclaimed, still annoyed about earlier today.
āi donāt know why youāre so upset, iām just saying the truth.ā satoru chided, standing up as he wiped the dirt off his uniform.
you huffed, pushing the other slightly as you made your way back inside the building. as you walked in, your students were waiting around the corner, looking away once they felt your gaze on them. inumaki held out afrinās for you, and you smiled before taking it. chugging the whole can down, you wiped your lips before disintegrating the can and going to you room. you changed into a short knitted dress and heels before going out for your date. satoru stood in front of you just as you were about to leave, and you groaned.
āplease, iām begging you, leave me alone, satoru!ā you exclaimed, exasperated at his persistence.
āno, precious (y/n)-chan. i want to confess my feelings to you, wholeheartedly. and,ā he lifted his blindfold to meet eyes with you, āyou have to listen.ā
a blush appeared on your cheeks at his sudden confession. the tone of his voice wasnāt with mal intention either, he was being genuine. of course as genuine as gojo satoru could be. crossing your arms over your chest, you waited for him to say what he was to say.
āi like you.ā thatās all he said. and you blinked.
āthatās all?ā you urged, raising an eyebrow.
āisnāt that all i need to say?ā he response, winking at you as you stood there, baffled.
āgod, i canāt believe i let myself even believe that i could try to like you again, or even try to think that itās okay to like you. youāre literal human trash, gojo satoru! thatās the problem here! you...i just hate you so much. i only tolerate you so that these kids wouldnāt have to see their only two rolemodels beating each other up, and you know what, youāre lucky that theyāre here. now move, before i move you.ā you seethed, shoving past the male as you made your way to your date.
satoru watched you leave, face in shock as you stomped away. ātry to like you againā? did he hear that right? you made your way farther and farther away as all the taller could do is watch you leave. he sighed to himself, shoving his hands into his pockets, and turned around to head back inside. though, just as he turned around, nobara and maki kicked him straight in the face, sending him flying a few feet back. he couldāve dodged it, but he deserved it.
āyou mini-brained idiot! i canāt believe you just said that! you have some nerve-!ā
ānobara, itās okay. it seems like gojo satoru is confused and needs some help from his students.ā maki grinned, confidence and arrogance radiating off of her as she looked down at the male.
he chuckled hollowly, slipped his blindfold back on as the males joined their female classmates. āi guess i do need some help, so, would you two?ā his voice was monotonous, and so they all agreed to help.
āoperation, win (y/n)-sensei over is in place!ā yuuji exclaimed, cheering happily.
a/n: why are all these just auto dad mode lol anywaysssss sup
Pairings: hawks, denki, mirio x reader
Warning: nothing floof
Summary: they meet their future childs
āGive It a Go (part 1)
āMister Hawks, can youāā
āSorry, birdie, canāt. Little bit busy here.ā
With a heart of gold, sweet lips, and white lace all over your body ā heās pretty sure youāre his sweet angel.
REQUEST. lingerie under his white button up shirt for gojo + somnophilia + established relationship + oblivious reader
CONTENT/WARNINGS. smut, somnophilia, mentions of insecurity, very slight angst, creampie, cockwarming, body marking, UNEDITED
NOTES. I havenāt written Gojo for a while but I sure do missed it! Weāre gonna have more Gojo content this week too! if i finish my wips anyway lmao
|| Gojou-sensei doesnāt do well with jealousy.
The following content will contain themes that may upset some reader, read the warnings carefully and by scrolling further, you have given your consent to read these content.
Warnings: teacher student relationship, underage reader, underage sex, age gap, degradation, breeding kink, mentions of violence (not towards reader)
Pairing: Yandere!Teacher!Gojou Satoru x Student!F!reader
āG-Gojou-sensei! Waitā please!ā Your palm curled into fists, clenching the sheets in your hands as you let out a cry.
You knew he liked you calling him sensei when heās fucking you, so you had screamed those syllables over and over again, but that did little to ease his anger.
You shouldāve knew better than to provoke him. You shouldāve backed away instead of leaning closer to the boy whom was attempting to flirt with you.
You knew he was angry, the stoic expression he had on was enough to tell you that much, yet you pushed his buttons further.
It resulted in a harsh and bloody beating for the clueless teen boy and you barely stopped him from murdering someone with your pleas and cries.
He got what he deserved, and now it was your turn.
āFucking whore.ā His thrusts were only getting harder and deeper, sending your mind to God knows where at the feeling of great pleasure. āYou like being the whore you are, donāt you? Hm? Is that why youāre always so naughty?ā You couldnāt deny that, because you were clenching around him tight and hot after hearing those degrading words, face flushed and red.
He chuckled at your tremble of lips and teary eyes, threatening to spill again and wet those already tears stained cheeks.
āSince youāre already such a whore. Why donāt I fill you up with my sperm, hm?ā
Gojou leaned back, taking in the sight of his student all messy and vulnerable, your body is already trembling due to reaching so many orgasms but the older man doesnāt seem to be stopping soon.
The sticky substance of his coated every part of you from previous orgasms. Your cheeks, nose, lips, neck, breasts, stomach and mostly your abused cunt was filled with his seeds.
āIāll fuck you and give you so much of my cum that youāll be bearing my kids.ā That thought alone sent your heart beating fast, eyes wide and quickly in denial. āNoāā The word wasnāt even fully out yet before he rammed his cock into you, making you throw your arms around him as you try to pull him close for comfort.
āThat way, youāll be bind to me.ā Gojou grunted, burying his face into the crook of your neck as he releases hot breath, moaning loud when you call out for him, screaming when you felt his hot semen shoots into you once more, feeling his fingers pushing the leaked ones back into you.
āAnd youāre going to be all mine.ā
Yandere! Gojo Satoru x Reader (Modern/Mafia Au!)
- Billionaire Gojo brainrot <3Ā
Right, Gojo Satoru doesnāt believe in love. But you make him happy, so unbearably happy that it scares him how afraid he is to wake up one day and find you gone.
Warnings: Yandere themes, mentions of gore/violence & guns,Ā āNSFWā,Ā āsmutā, dark themes (slight mentions of past abuse, suicide & cheating), extreme possessive/obsessive behaviour
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The first time you meet him, he tries to buy the last strawberry sliced cake that you were both eyeing for triple its price.Ā
āHey, I saw that first.ā A youthful voice, clear and bright.
The wooden tongs, hovering carefully over the cake freezes. It nearly slips out of your fingers when a hard body jostles against your elbow and you blink in surprise at the force before righting yourself in mild annoyance.Ā
Silently, you turned to face the culprit. A dark blue baseball cap and a pair of dark tinted sunglasses perched on the elegant bridge of his nose that shields his gaze. Heās absurdly tall, enough so that you had to crane your neck up in order to look properly at his face. You swear you catch a hint of silver that gleams teasingly underneath the shadows of his cap.Ā
You blink again and he clicks his tongue. āAre you going to take it?āĀ
āWould you take it if I didnāt?ā You said slowly, pondering your next words. Curious eyes flicker over his outfit, heās dorned in black from head to toe, leaving only a silver of his collarbones peeking out the collar.Ā
Gojo you do know that Iām still not over my feelings for Getou right? Just because me and him arenāt together anymore that doesnāt mean Iām interested in seeing someone else
Warnings: Yandere, mentions of betrayal
A/N: Iām still alive and here! Sorry for not being for active Iām trying to graduate which means Iām a busy bee!
Gojo scoffed at you, his eyes peering at you from over the tops of his shades, his hands angrily stuck in his pockets. You didnāt think he would be so relentless in his approach.Ā
It had been a few months since, Getou defected but for you the would left by his absence was still raw and fresh.
āAnd you know what else I think?āĀ You see him rolling his eyes at you but still not letting up from where he had caged you against a wooden post, the old rusty nails threatening to tear into the inky black fabric of your school uniform.
āIf I cared I would ask [Name]-chan, but I donāt so-ā he started, feigning nochalance.
āI think youāre using me.ā You barked back at him.
Gojo stood abruptly as if youād splashed acid on him his annoyed expression threatening to morph into a bitter snarl. As jarring as the shift was you didnāt relent, you both needed to heal and hopefully the truth would help you both begin to mourn.
āI think you donāt know how to cope with him leaving, leaving us. So I think youāre trying to use me to feel close to him, but that wonāt work Gojo-kun.
He was listening intently, obviously waiting for you to finish.
You watched for his reaction, worried he might start crying, but to your absolute disbelief. A maniacal laugh rang through the empty courtyard, his antagonistic tenor was full of warmth and mirth. It was minutes before he could over come his unbidden amusement at what you just said, bringing a palm over half his face and closing his eyes to calm him self and let out his last few dusky chuckles.
āOh [name]-chan, sweet, sweet, naive, foolish darling.ā
You were utterly confused, horror over his bizarre mannerism etched deeply into your features. Speechless all you could do was look at him struck dumb and hoping that he would clarify why the fuck he just laughed when you confronted him about his problematic ways of coping with his best friends betrayal.
Suddenly becoming serious Gojo met your eyes for the first time. He looked mad, absolutely crazed and bordering on feral.
āGetoās decided to pursue what he truly wants in life with no concern over who he hurts. Iām only following his example.ā
Swallowing thickly you felt compelled to ask what meant, despite having the sinking feeling you already knew the answer.
āI want you.ā He stalked closer to you once again, letting a heavy hand cup your jaw, his cold fingers pressing into the flesh of your cheeks.
ā[Name]-chan, Iāve always wanted you, and if Geto gets to be a selfish bastard. Then so do I.ā
Why you felt urged to simply nod along with his lunacy, you had no idea. Gojoās energy was dark and oppressive, almost irreconcilable with his normal airy and playful demeanor. Submission started tugging at your knees willing you to fall to ground. Was he using his cured energy on you?
Pinching your jaw even tighter you felt the warmth of his breath as he leaned in. Was he going to kiss you? Weāre you going to allow it? You closed your eyes leaving the choice in Satoruās hands.
āCute.ā He whispered breathily, loosening his grip slightly and stroking your cheek with a cool thumb.
Bracing yourself for his onslaught you tensed your shoulders and dug your fingered into the wood at your back, but your surprise Gojo only pressed a innocent little peck against your nose. Make show of the loud āmwahā noise as he pulled back the sunlight now able to shine on your skin with out his shadow looming over you. With wide eyes you pulled yourself up only to see that absolute devient strolling away from you a hand in his pocket while the other waves lazily back at you.
āGojo-ā You called out after him but he was quick to cut you off.
āBut clearly youāre still torn up about things Iām not so callous as you pressure a poor grieving soul.ā
Huh, was that so?
āSo Iāll give you as much to time to heal as you want,ā Satoru continued, but not before turning over his shoulder to shoot a flirtatious wink in your direction adding:
āAnd soon enough youāll be the one coming to me.ā
this was originally a birthday short i wrote/posted for a friend over on ao3!Ā
title: that thin veil of infinityĀ Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā³ summary: The tip of your fingers touch the errant strands of Gojoās hair, itās soft and as marvelous as that new knowledge is blown away at the fact for the first time since this relationship has started Infinity wasnāt keeping the two of you apart with a small veil between the two of you.
ā³ Tags: Female Reader, Gojo Satoru, Friends With Benefits, NSFW-ish, Oral Sex, Oral Sex- Female Receiving, Vaginal Fingering, Mutual Pining, Mutual in the sense that yaāll are both too proud to admit to catching feelings, Gojo Satoru is a Snot. Ā If I missed any tags feel free to let me know! If I forgot to tag anything let me know!
Waking up in the room of Gojo Satoru always feels like a fever dream, but the reminders that linger on your body the morning after answer enough that no once again it was not a dream, but the two of you did in fact fuck like a couple of rabbits with no reservations. For such a nonchalant, playful man with a God Complex, he makes for a fun and interesting friends with benefits, you just really, really wished that he would stop leaving so many hickeys decorating your upper neck and right behind your ears.
You lay there, simply soaking up what light managed to sneak its way into Gojoās room from the outside world and drinking in the sight of the worldās strongest jujutsu sorcerer. His body lax, the combat-ready Gojo youāve come to know is nonexistentā right now he looks like any other man youāve shared the night with.
Relaxed, at peace, and content youād be lying to yourself if you said the sight didnāt warm your heart just a little bit, while you reached your hand out to pull the covers pooling at his hips up just a little bit higher to keep the slight chill of the room away. A quiet laugh escapes you when Gojo grumbles in his sleep, shifting so that some of his hair falls into his face, cute is your only thought while you reach out to move the hair away from his face, but it wouldnāt matter itās not like youād be able to touch his hair, to begin withā
The tip of your fingers touch the errant strands of Gojoās hair, itās soft and as marvelous as that new knowledge is blown away at the fact for the first time since this relationship has started Infinity wasnāt keeping the two of you apart with a small veil between the two of you.
ā AN: Hello! I spent an entire month on this prompt. It's my love letter to Gojo. He has affirmed my kink for mentor characters. This is very very AU. Keep that in mind as you read.
Warning: Brief Explicit Smut, Dubcon, Smoking, Alcohol, Mentions of Pregnancy/Children, and Casual mentions of death. Read at your own personal risk.
She put her lips around the cigarette and took a deep, satisfying drag. Already she could feel nicotine working its magic and giving her the much-needed relief she so desired.
āAra, you know smoking isnāt good for you.ā A voice mocked behind her. Y/N could feel irritation bubbling inside of her, and she turned around abruptly to face whoever was interrupting her alone time. It was a curious-looking man with white hair and a blindfold around his eyes. She knew Jujutsu sorcerers came up with weird ways to cover up their eyes, but he had to be the tackiest. āAnd whatās it to you?ā she asked before puffing out a white film in his direction.
If he felt any discomfort by the smoke, Y/N didnāt get the satisfaction of making him cough. He just stepped closer, and she heard his taunting voice once again.
āItās just a shame that a beautiful woman like you developed such a nasty habit.ā
If his goal was to annoy her, well, he managed to accomplish it with ease. She was only acquainted with him for a few minutes, and he already irritated her more than any of the suitors sent by the elders did. Wait, was he a suitor?
Her spine stiffened, and she put out her cigarette bud by crushing it under her heel.
āAlright, letās get this over with, pretty boy. And seriously, a blindfold? Regular sunglasses donāt do it for you?ā
She let her comments settle only to get a smirk in return.
Y/N studied his customized uniform. He seemed like he had it together until you got to his face. Well, whatever, some of the sorcerers had to have a screw loose to keep working in this unfortunate career.
āLetās get one thing straight,ā she continued. āIām not interested in marriage. I never will be. Iām ready to accept my fate and die a premature death. Give the elders a sob story of how I wasnāt to your liking. And we wonāt have to play a charade for weeks on end.ā
She waited for him to digest her words and walked up to him to pat his shoulders once.
āIām glad we had with talk,ā she said with a brilliant smile.
In return, he responded with a creepier smile, and Y/N immediately felt the humor dissipate.
She gave him a weird look and went on her way to her dwelling, more like a prison.
Y/N stared at the dormitory that was tucked away from the rest of the campus. Most students didnāt even know she existed, and the knowledge was only on a need-to-know basis with the teachers. She gave a dispassionate sigh before stepping inside the building. She took her time taking off her shoes and glanced at the caretaker who walked in.
āY/N-sama! Iām glad your back. Someone is here to see you.ā
Again? Was it the same suitor she encountered earlier?
Y/N held in a furious growl and walked towards the living room to give him a piece of her mind. Only it wasnāt the white-haired man but some other scrub.
āWho are you?ā she demanded. Y/N heard the older woman behind her shift nervously, no doubt twitching at her lack of manners. The man gave her a hasty bow in greeting before straightening up.
āL/N-sama, itās a pleasure Iām here at the decree of the elders-ā
Blah, blah, and blah. Y/N, at this point, tuned him out. She stared at him contemplatively. If this man was her suitor, who the heck was that other man she encountered in the courtyard? His presence had indicated a powerful sorcerer. Whatever his capabilities were, his creepy self would have been more entertaining than the dull man in front of her.
As Y/N settled down to start the Miai officially, she sipped the green tea given graciously by the old caretaker, who she thanked quietly under her breath.
Still, Y/N couldnāt help but wonder what the mysterious manās eyes looked like.
I love the way you write protective hawks š„ŗ he loves them so much.
If your able to do a request, I would love to read what hawks would do if they actually got hurt š
Thank you love!! Protective Kei is my fave, always will beš„° As for requests, yes! Iām very open to them, just depends on what it is (& Iāll answer them at my own discretion and pace cause writing is hard and my lil brain gets pooped sometimes)
warnings: a lil violence, protective avian Keigo
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So letās just get this out of the wayā
Keigo goes feral, fucking unhinged if someone manages to hurt you.
Warnings: sexual themes, strong language, feral Hawks, rut, unprotected sex, and a jealous birb, 18+ only please! :D
If youād like the fluff version and not the smut, you can go here! āŖ Fluff <3