Pre : Sensitive

pre : sensitive

jjk x male reader

+ a/n at the end !!

[name] was a stain in his family’s lineage. their legendary clan was knocked out of their priority position all because of his birth. his family was interesting. they had a unique innate ability that was not desired for any of their kin to inherit. reason being: it was all based on emotion, the technique was all based on emotion.

and having emotions as a jujutsu sorcerer?

looked down upon, it was a disgrace.

for the most part, his clan lucked out with all of their offspring repressing this “useless” cursed technique.

of course, except for [name].

the thing that was supposed to make him, “strong,” only furthered his status in the world as being unimportant and nothing but a burden to his family members.

and he knew this, has been aware of it since birth. he lives with his ability that makes it hard for him to properly balance his emotions. or rather, the ability that made him bring unbalance to his mind — all for it to try and serve for something and be useful to some capacity.

he was isolated from his family and the rest of jujutsu society. especially when his birth year coincided with a certain gojo clan’s newborn.

that gojo clan bitch, were his first thoughts on the boy that was the same age as him.

the boy who easily tilted the balance of the world. a stunning ability that granted gojo satoru with the ability to practically be invincible. as if [name]’s birth wasn’t a mark of stress for himself, now he had another, more powerful person to hold it over his head.

“wow! i didn’t know you were gonna actually enroll in jujutsu high!” gojo’s voice taunted [name] as the two crossed paths at the entrance of the school. “with an ability like yours, i definitely would’ve opted out to just a normal high school. i mean, what good are you gonna be for us here?”

“you gojo clan bitch! i’ll gut you! and smear your organs on your estate walls to taunt the rest of you useless, stuck up family!” [name] shouted in anger, pointing his finger into gojo’s chest. meanwhile, the teenager he was threatening merely grinned down at him as if he were some cute stray kitten.

“that spark in your eyes is real impressive to see up close,” gojo leaned close to [name]’s face, smirking when he noticed the way [name] flinched backwards, “too bad it doesn’t mean shit when time comes to actually prove yourself,”

[name] sneered, a burst of tears rushing to his eyes. and just as gojo was going to jest about his obvious showing of emotions, an authoratative voice broke them out of their fight.

“really? class hasn’t even started and the two of you are bringing in your emotional baggage onto the school grounds,”

professor yaga’s figure shadowed over them and he had his burly arms crossed over his chest. [name] gulped in fear whilst gojo only continued on smirking like the arrogant man he is.

“yaga-sensei! good to see you’ve crawled out of that depressing dark room of yours! that’s quite hospitable of you, greeting your students on their first day of school,”

yaga’s eyebrow twitched in aggravation, but unlike [name], he was better at quelling down his annoyance and ignoring gojo’s teasing remarks, “well, won’t you be pleased to know that the world does not revolve around you-”

“oh, but it does~”

“and that there are more first years than just the two of you,”

gojo’s face turned into one of surprise rather quickly, the smug smirk on his face being wiped off in an instant.

“actually, there’s one right now,”

[name] looked over his shoulder and saw a petite figure walking towards them. her chocolate hair was cut in a short bob and he admired her natural beauty, even from afar he was quite taken with her appearance. and then she looked up and his heart was beating rapidly in his chest at the way her dulls eyes pierced right through his person.

“shoko ieiri, i presume?” yaga asked once she was close enough to be in ear shot.

she hummed in confirmation, looking between the three men in front of her. her eyes lingered on [name] for a fraction of a second longer, smiling gently in his direction, before she looked back up at the teacher, “are you the one in charge of us, old man?”

a twitch of his eyebrow once again.

“if you’re asking if i will be your teacher this year, then yes, i will be,” he answered briskly.

she made a sound of interest and stepped closer tot eh entrance way, “is there a reason we are all standing here? you all looked kind of stupid from far away,” she said, making [name] crack a smile.

“there is only one more that should be arriving, i think it’d be best we all gathered together and walked to the classroom as one so no one gets lost…or misplaced,”

shoko didn’t respond, only looking in between gojo and [name]. it was as if she was contemplating who to talk to. when she finally decided on the h/c haired boy, she poked his shoulder to knock him out of his daydream, “is your mouth always open and waiting to catch flies, or is that just a right now thing?”

[name] shut his mouth and swallowed thickly, trying to keep calm with the way she was analyzing him so closely. now that she was only inches away from his face, he could get a really good look at her features. her sharp nose, her eyes — which were truly enchanting to look at, the mole on her face, and the way her lips look just recently moisturized by some sort of lip balm.

oh, god, [name] thought to himself, i can’t be surrounded by someone as beautiful as this on a daily basis — there’s no way i’ll survive!

“hello, earth to you? anyone home?” she said, snapping her fingers in front of his face to knock him out of his daze.

and it seemed to work, but the first thing he blurted out was what he was thinking in his head, which (embarassingly) was, “i think i’m in love with…you,”

a sputtered laugh, a hum of surprise, and a pissed of “hah” echoed in the air. and lastly, a swift expression of, “well, isn’t that quite the greeting to have on the first day of school,” all resounded in the air after [name]’s sudden confession.

that comment was thanks to the newcomer with long raven hair, standing beside satoru with a laxed smile on his face. he nodded in greeting in [name]’s direction, making the man only more red from embrassment that someone else had to hear that pathetic confession.

gojo satoru, shoko ieiri, getou suguru, and [name] koizumi were all welcomed on their first day of school by professor yaga and would then spend the next couple of years of their lives together as students at jujutsu high.

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okay guys, the idea is this is a very much not serious (it is serious) and less formal formatted fanfiction i wanna be publishing. i have had this in my drafts for a while (i'm talking sitting in my notion page for over a year type shit) and realized that the best way to do it, or story-tell it, would be in a "chaotic" and unorganized fashion.

that being said idk how consistent updates for this is gonna be. because i want a whole good chunk of this to be dedicated pre-starplasma vessel thing that literally sent my beautiful children satoru, suguru, and shoko SPIRALLING.

this is gonna be a very wholesome....(hopefully)....fanfiction and im so excited to finally be publishing it (after a LOT of overthinking of what to do with it).

<3

stay tuned ! or don't !

chaotically evil

you do what you want, when you want, and without regard for the law. you keep yourself out of jail by keeping everyone around you off-balance. no one knows what you want, truly, or what you plan to do with all this power you've accumulated. your crimes range from "harmless" pranks to murder. anything for a good laugh, huh? you refuse to let anyone kill you, so you plan out your own disappearance. its a great spectacle - tickets are $10 dollars per person. some people speculate that you've died, but most know the truth. they all saw you escape through the back door.

go through a nighttime routine and ill tell u what kind of villain u are

me in a nutshell on every occasion

*ok, but what is Jake's stragle?*

I think one of the most beautiful things about x-reader fanfiction is discovering pieces of the writer sprinkled throughout the fic. Whether it's in their characterization of the canon character or the reader or details about how they like to be touched or loved, or little bits of dialect and personal habits, it's just so endearing. A homage to one of the most basic forms of self expression, and a vulnerable baring of one's soul for others to see. It's so, so special

ㅤㅤus, the happiless.

‧₊˚.synopsis: his job was to bring joy back to people who had been tainted with suffering. he was the best agent, always managing to bring smiles to those most in need, providing long moments of happiness to those who had already suffered enough. ㅤㅤbut the problem was, once contaminated by suffering, the patient's improvement was almost impossible —and not even the best agents could escape the line of fate. ㅤㅤfor he was destined to fail, to fall, to question, to love.

‧₊˚.company: bungou stray dogs. ㅤ˖°.clients: ranpo edogawa, gn!reader. ㅤ˖°.request: multi-chapter. ㅤㅤ˖°.world: dystopian! ㅤㅤ˖°.warnings: fluff, angst, slow-burn, characters death. ‧₊˚.total word count: 1.554k.

‧₊˚.HAPPIN-US ARCHIEVE ㅤㅤ˖°.case file #01...THE WEIGHT OF HAPPINESS. ㅤㅤ˖°.case file #02...TIMELESS ACHIEVEMENTS. ㅤㅤ˖°.case file #03...ALL THE CORRUPT REALITIES. ㅤㅤ˖°.searching.................

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