Ok hear me out, Reader is besties with Gojo and Geto and was paired with them to deliver the Star Plasma Vessel(Riko) and Readers notices how the girl's passing seemed to take a toll on Geto the most, so after seeing his decreasing health, both physical and mental, they decided to reach out to him and pull him out of his dark thoughts. Yes I am in denial about the recent chapters, this is how I cope. This man deserves all the hugs in the world😭😭
★ - 'm totally agree! all Satoru had ta do was speak with Suguru 'n JJK probably wouldn't have happened !! <(_ _)>
☆ - Teen! Geto Suguru x Male Reader — Can be read as platonic or romantic !!
♡ - Hurt/comfort, suicidal thoughts, and Suguru bein' mildly racist towards non-sorcerers (;′⌒`)
The merging of the Star Plasma Vessel— Riko Amanai— and Tengen went to shit the second Fushiguro Toji came into the picture.
You tried, you tried saving her even though you were scared. No one could touch Satoru, but Toji could. Toji killed him and Riko like it was nothing.
You and Suguru weren't enough, he was too strong. When he killed Rainbow Dragon, Suguru's strongest curse, the reality set in that you two most likely weren't going to make it out alive.
You did, thankfully, but at what cost?
Your quaint little friend group broke up. Shoko was busy learning medical Jujutsu most of the time, Satoru had officially become the strongest and started taking solo missions which left you and Suguru.
But after that day, you noticed something was wrong. Very, very wrong. Suguru had lost weight, his hair which he prided himself in taking care of had split ends and was mildly greasy and he had eye bags.
This also added to the fact that he was coming late to class almost every day sent alarm bells in your head, so you decided to check up on him.
In your home clothes since you didn't have any impending missions and classes were over, you knocked on Suguru's door. He's stopped coming to class the past few days which scared the shit out of you since Suguru doesn't miss class unless it's something serious.
You waited, hoping to hear an answer. When you didn't, you checked the doorknob. It was open so you walked in, announcing yourself just in case Suguru was busy with something.
His room was a mess. The trash can was overflowing, clothes were piled up in a corner and dishes were stacked on the sink.
Suguru was curled up in his bed—which was also a mess, sheets that needed to be washed and his bed was in desperate need of a making— his blanket pulled up to his neck and his body facing away from the doorway.
"Suguru?" You whispered, checking his breathing just in case. It was there and stable, which meant he was just sleeping. You gently tapped on him, noticing the soft tear lines on his cheek.
He had cried himself to sleep.
Suguru stirred as his eyes opened slowly, blinking away the tiredness when he saw your concerned face. "[Name]..? What are you doing here?"
"I came to check on you. You haven't been in class, so I got worried. Are you okay?"
Suguru sat up and rubbed his eyes. He didn't realize he'd been gone for that long, it felt better to stay asleep than wake up. Some days he wished he stayed asleep forever.
"Sorry, I lost track of time." He came up with a lie off the top of his head, hoping you wouldn't question anything and leave him alone.
He knows you though. Knows how empathetic you are, knows how caring you are to the people you love, so it was no surprise when you sat on his bed making yourself comfortable. "Are you okay, Suguru?"
"I told you, I just lost track of time—"
"Suguru..." Your voice was soft as you took his hands into yours. Usually, his were well-manicured and painted black, but now they were long. Suguru hated it when his nails were long, they always got in the way when he was fighting curses. "You don't have to lie to me, you don't have to say anything you don't want to. Please, just tell me if you need help and I'll help you. I won't ask for anything more."
Suguru tensed up. Does he need help? He hasn't felt like himself ever since... everything happened a few months ago. The world felt so grey and he couldn't think of a reason to keep waking up and getting out of bed.
So what if those monkeys needed saving? Sorcerers shouldn't have to put their lives on the line to save people who were barely worth saving.
He feels sluggish. He reeks, his hair feels so greasy and his eyes are heavy. He just wants to lie down and hopefully take his last breath. He can't keep doing this— be a sorcerer that is.
He hates morals, he hates that 'the strong should protect the weak' bullshit, he hates that he wasn't strong enough to protect someone who needed saving, someone who deserved it.
He's so tired. Tired of the Jujutsu world, tired of the fake lies of non-sorcerers, tired of everything.
"...please." He mutters out, his hands slightly squeezing yours and his head hanging in shame.
You nod as you help him up. You don't need to tell him anything right now. If he needs you, if he needs your help, that's all that matters.
You start a bath and help him get undressed, closing your eyes for the sake of his privacy when you got to his boxers.
The water was warm against your legs, and you thanked yourself that you wore shorts instead of sweats. You washed him, taking extra care of his hair to show him you remembered how much he loved it. Show him how much you care about him.
You leave him momentarily to grab clean clothes, settling on an old Mario shirt, black shorts, and a pair of fuzzy white and black socks.
"Do you want to stay here while I clean?" You asked as you tied his hair into a loose ponytail, the smell of his cinnamon shampoo in the air.
Suguru shook his head. He wanted—no— needed to stay close to you. To hold you, to feel someone else's warmth against his. You didn't ask any questions, letting him hold onto your waist as you went to make his bed.
He stayed like that, pressed against you as you sorted his clothes, cleaned his kitchen, swept his floor, helped him take care of his nails, and him made him food.
Suguru doesn't feel like he deserves this. He doesn't deserve you. You're being so patient with him, you aren't judging him for being messy or unclean, you weren't judging the fact that his fridge was almost empty, you were just there.
There for him, to make him feel better.
Suguru feels like he's going to cry.
He's pressed against your chest, hands wrapped around your waist as he listens to you read aloud a book you had brought with you, hands in his hair, scratching his scalp gently.
"...thank you." He mumbles, wiping the wet away from his eyes. He feels so loved, like someone would care if he flat out died.
You smile softly, pressing a kiss against his head. "I'm always going to be here for you Suguru. No matter what."
And for the first time in months, he believes that it's worth it to live. That if he gets to feel you like this, he might stay in the Jujutsu world. All for you— everything for you.
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hi i rlly wanna request a kind of jealous reader but not in the way like oh who is she haha more like i alr know everything about her and i will plant a bomb in her toilet if she doesn’t get away from you </3 ps ur the funniest person ever ily
here you are i hope this is up to your expectations!!! (I love you too 🫶🏽🫶🏽)
jjk men reacting to jealous (borderline possessive reader)
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Headcanons of child reader who he accidentally isekai'd due to an accident during an experiment. Written as platonic and gender neutral!
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First off, he'd actually feel bad for accidentally transporting you.
Like c'mon, you're literally a kid. So that means he'll take the responsibility of taking care of you for the meantime, until he finds a way to send you back.
Your opinion of him started to get better overtime. At first, he looked scary. Especially when the first hour of you being transported, he looked scary as he berated some poor soul working in the experiment.
He starts off slow in trying to get along with you, which wasn't THAT tough considering he's the only adult you could depend on.
But he's quite considerate of you.
You'll have your own room and your own stuff. It just took quite a bit of coaxing for you to show what you like without 'shying away'
Actually, you weren't shy at all. You were scared, as Ratio deduced.
It made more sense, everything in this world was new to you.
The toughest part that he had to handle with you is with your attachment to your family. The crying, tantrums, the constant "I miss them..."
It was hard to watch you get depressed
This is where Ratio steps in. He comforts and distracts you from your problems.
This is how he gets close to you overtime by being the adult you could lean on for comfort and overall for everything a child needs.
He'd wipe your tears.
Wipe a tissue on your runny nose. (Albeit, in his dismay).
He'd let you hug him as you cried yourself to sleep. His hugs weren't comfortable, but it was secure.
He even listens to you words, even when you choke on sobs between your garbled sentences.
Feed you after assuring that the foreign looking food is tasty and good for you.
Play games with you
Answers all your questions no matter how absurd they are
His face through all of this? Usually a straight face per usual.
Every once in a while, he'd smile when he manages to give you something that you like.
He's especially happy when you start to pick up some habits of his or manage to apply his teachings to you.
There's something about it that strokes his ego and makes him proud of you.
Speaking of teachings, in the early times where you started living with him, he couldn't just leave you alone at home.
Which is why, sometimes you'd be brought along into the guild.
You'd be sat in a corner where you could be easily seen playing with some kind of silent digital toy.
At first, it was surprising for you to watch a student get hit by a chalk because they weren't paying attention. Nowadays, its kind of expected.
Afterclass, you are SWAMPED by countless students fawning over you.
Aeon help them if you smile at them and show them what you like. You're way too precious for their hearts.
The difference between how he treats his students and you is outstanding. He's usually gentle with you, but still somewhat stern.
Your toys mostly have some underlying lesson that'll help you develop your brain. Like, puzzles or mazes.
Show him what you accomplished and you get a smug face from him after he says you did a good job.
Proud dad, really.
Would brag about it.... by incorporating it into his unsults.
"If your problem still hasn't been solved, is it possible that the problem is you? Even a my child could do better."
Or something like that.
On the other hand of your accomplishments is Ratio's dismay of your antics
You're a child, yes. But he finds himself always questioning what the hell goes on in your little head.
You learn all the types of sighs this man has
Theres the annoyed sigh. Bored sigh, and many more.
The most type of sigh you get is the 'What the hell? I'm too tired for this' with the 'What the actual fuck does that mean?' look
Imagine saying present slang like gyatt, fanun tax, rizz.
Like-
You'll see a student admiring Dr. Ratio while he's seated beside you during lunch and you'll say to him "Wow, you have a lot of rizz"
Or when you're trying on matching outfits and then you ask, "Do you feel bonita?"
He's ???? but picks up on it by context clues.
Eventually he'll be incorporating it when he talks to you.
It's like your silly little codes (to you atleast) between the two of you !!
Baths with him are really nice. You get pampered alot by getting a head massage as he shampoos your head, at the same time you get to play with the bubbles and his rubber duckies!
When its bed time, he tucks you in and makes sure that you are asleep.
Usually when he works late, he'll come into your room to check on you. He'll fix your blanket so it completely covers you and pats your head softly before going to sleep in his own room :3
That's all for now. I'm in the process of making a fic and adding more stuff. I didn't even think I'd go this far but oh well.
Thank you for reading one of my first few posts!!
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