Nezu Chuukichi

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐄 ┊ Nezu Chuukichi

ii. CHAPTER TWO; FOLLOWED

"L/N YOU'RE INJURED again." The teacher piped in as soon as they saw Y/n gets inside the class with new band-aids on her face. One on her left cheek and the other on her jaw.

'She's covered in injuries again,' Nezu watch her walk to her seat. Her seatmate mouth "What happened this time?"

The next day she got more band-aids on her face in a different spot with the ones from yesterday already gone, and the same thing for the next day, the day after, and it continues till 1 week later.

"That L/n-San..." Nezu mumbled.

"L/n-san?" Yagi mumbled before his hand shot to his mouth "Don't tell me is it love!?" He asks.

"No, it's just every day she seems to have a band-aid on her face in every different spot," Nezu explained to him as Y/n left the class with her friends laughing.

"I'm just wondering how did she get those injuries."

"Chuukichi worries about others a lot~"

"If it'd be me you'd also be worried right?" Nezu continues making Yagi nod along with his words.

"Then how about we follow her on the way home?" Yagi said.

"Are you hearing yourself Tomoya? That's way too creepy. That's something you would do." Nezu pointed out. His words struck Yagi in the heart.

"N-no! Not in a creepy way, we could find out what's causing her injuries."

"I won't be long, my shift is going to start soon."

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"Nothing is happening..." whispered Nezu from behind a utility pole with his hand still holding Yagi's wrist tightly.

"Not yet" Yagi added. "We're still close to the school, we only took 20 steps away from the school now." 20 steps from the school and the school building is still clearly visible.

"I'm starting to think maybe she got hit in her house-" Yagi shudder at the thought.

"Don't be ridiculous," grunted Nezu. "Oh, she fell." Y/n get down on one knee and fix her shoelaces."I wonder if she fell because she didn't tie her shoelaces?"

As soon she ties her shoelaces she shot back up and her head was caught in branches causing her to shout "Ouch!"

"She's just an extremely clumsy girl, isn't she?" Both of them are deadpan.

They flinched when she suddenly turn around with a nosebleed "Excuse me do you happen to have a band-aid or such?"

Nezu opens his bag and pulled out the band-aids and hand it over to her. She mumbled a small 'Thank you'.

"How did you know we followed you?" Yagi asked, curious on how did she noticed she was being followed.

"I'm a girl and I sorta heard Yagi-kun's giggling over something."

"Oh..."

"Yeah...you have a very You have a characteristic laugh that sounds a little weird."

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I'm sorry for the long wait! I'll try to be more active in updating!

SHIII!!! I like babies but I think they hate me💀

•Tummy Time•

Pairing: Husband!Gojo Satoru x Fem!Reader

Summary: Neither of you were interested in having kids, but after an afternoon of babysitting, perspectives were changed.

Genre: Pure Fluff

Warnings: Slightly suggestive (if you squint), implied misogyny (nothing heavy), MAJOR fluff ahead

Word Count: 3k

A/N: Hello guys! This fic is a part of @levis-hazelnut's BABY FEVER collab for followers only! I literally dropped everything to write this fanfic. When I tell you it was fun, it was fun. I know I usually write a lot of angst, but I'm here to also prove that I can also write fluffy stories as well ( ･ᴗ･̥̥̥ )! Thank you, Hazel, for allowing me to join your collab. I really enjoyed writing this fic. I wish you a happy send-off!

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Satoru Gojo was the strongest, that was a known fact by any living being that managed to stumble upon his path, so why did he feel so weak in the knees as he watched you play with the infant that was currently sitting in your lap? The baby girl laughed as you cooed at her, bouncing the child on your thigh while you sat on the ground in front of all the toys and other equipment your brother had brought to help you watch his baby.

Satoru was mesmerized by how you handled the child, from your gentle hold to your light laughter. Your care for the child made Satoru’s eyes dilate in admiration. The man was even more intrigued when you checked the time and knowingly took your niece and turned her onto her stomach, placing the child in the little play gym next to you.

You and Satoru had come to a silent agreement, practically the moment the two of you got married, that neither of you was interested in having children due to both of your professions as Jujutsu Sorcerers, but if it were to happen it happened and the two of you would deal with it in the best way possible. However, at this moment, Satoru’s perspective began to change as he watched you and the infant interact.

“What are you staring at?”

Satoru was snapped out of his thoughts the second your voice registered in his head. He looked over to see you giving him a questioning look, concern mixed in. At first, the white-haired shaman was at a loss for words, not knowing how to describe his thoughts. It only took him a quick second to realize that it would be best to not say anything and try to switch the topic, deciding that he would word out his thoughts when the two of you were alone in private, for now, Satoru just wanted to admire you and your niece.

“Nothing, what are you staring at?” Your husband teased, trying to get you a little riled up.

“My husband, who is looking at me like he is a dear in headlights,” you quickly came back, deflecting his little tease.

Satoru only scoffed as he made his way over to you, sitting down next to you on the floor as he watched his niece-in-law squirm around, little grunts and huffs coming from the child. Satoru couldn’t help but be confused, he didn’t know much about babies because he never had any interest in having any of his own; however, right now, he was highly considering it.

“What is she doing?” The male shaman asked.

“Trying to roll onto her back,” you quickly explained as you intently watched the child.

“Why?”

You looked at Satoru, a little bit of amusement and confusion on your face as you studied his inquisitive expression.

“Why do you want to know?”

You couldn’t help but ask, it was strange for Satoru to be curious about such a thing.

“I just want to know, that’s all,” the man was quick to answer, getting a little impatient.

You let out a small laugh at Satoru’s clear restlessness with his quick retort. Although you found the man’s actions and responses amusing, you decided to just give him the reply he was awaiting instead of torturing the poor guy with your teasing.

“It's something that parents like to call tummy time, it helps make her neck and shoulders stronger so she can eventually sit up and crawl,” you explained.

Despite your explanation, Satoru was still a little confused, another question ready to be fired at you before you could get up and busy yourself with some other task.

“How do you know when her neck and shoulders are strong enough?” Satoru asked, ready for an answer.

“Well, when she rolls over onto her back, but then she’ll begin to learn how to roll over onto her tummy from being on her back after that. She’ll repeat all of this until she starts to crawl,” you explained once more, still finding Satoru’s curiosity amusing.

The said man hummed in understanding, although he still had another question.

“How long does this usually take?”

You snorted, turning your body to look at Satoru, who was a little shocked at your reaction to the question. The man would be lying if he said that he wasn’t scared because he thought that you had caught him red-handed. Man, was he relieved when he realized you didn’t as you just decided to answer his question.

“When the baby is around four to five months.”

Another question was answered, and another hum of understanding from the blue-eyed man. However, he still had one last question, one that was bugging him a little after you answered the first one.

“How do you know all this, Y/n?”

A pause of silence as you only stared back at Satoru, who looked a little nervous at the expression you were giving him. The man could tell that you were both confused and annoyed with the little Q&A he had forced upon you, your scoff confirming that, but he couldn’t help himself.

“Is this some sort of interrogation because if it is I’m done answering your questions,” you huffed, getting ready to get up.

Before you could leave Satoru grabbed your wrist to keep you in place. His action both shocked you and scared you a little, thinking something had happened, something you didn’t know about. You were relieved to know that it wasn’t the case.

“It’s not I swear, this is the last question I promise, I’m just genuinely curious about all this,” the man desperately responded, pulling you to sit back down.

You were only able to nod your head, acknowledging his statement before answering his inquiry.

“I was kinda forced to learn all of this before marrying you. The second the elders found out about our engagement they threw all these bullshit lessons for me to take, automatically assuming that I would get pregnant soon, meaning that the lessons included a lot of childcare classes. I didn’t have much of a choice because they said if I didn’t take them they would demote me a grade.”

Satoru was shocked, well not too much because it wasn’t a surprise the elders would pull a stunt like that, but he thought that if something like that had happened that you would’ve notified him immediately.

“Why didn’t you tell me any of this?” A baffled tone combined with a bit of anger expressed Satoru’s feelings about the situation.

“I thought you already asked your last question,” you joked, looking up to see that Satoru wasn’t budging.

“Look, I didn’t tell you because I didn’t think it was a big deal, it was only a few classes. Besides, I thought that if anything were to happen by mistake that it would be useful information to have.” You sighed, as you brought your attention back to the baby girl who was still struggling to turn.

Satoru was only able to stare at you and nod, deciding that it would be best to not push you on the sensitive topic any further. Although, the man panicked a little when he saw you getting ready to stand.

“Where are you-” Before he could finish his question, you raised a hand to stop him.

“No. More. Questions. I’m going to get her bottle, she’s getting hungry.” You announced, walking over to the kitchen to go fetch the bottle and heat it.

Satoru sat there, looking at the small infant as it went from grunting and huffing to whining and whimpering. He wanted to hold the baby, but a small part of him was nervous, which was rare because Satoru was never nervous nor scared of anything. So, why was the simple act of picking up the child so nerve-wracking to him?

Before Satoru could lose his mind thinking about it, you came back, a bottle in hand along with a little cloth. You quickly sat down next to Satoru and went to pick up your niece. You settled the child’s head on your shoulder as you made yourself comfortable.

You were about to start feeding the baby, but something had stopped you. You fixed your gaze on Satoru, who was still looking at you as if you had just solved world hunger. An idea popped into your mind and you were sure that you would get a kick out of it later.

“Here, you feed her,” you announced, handing the baby over to Satoru.

“Wait, what?!”

You only laughed as you extended the child to the shaman, supporting her head while doing so.

“I don’t know how, Y/n,” Satoru panicked, trying to pull himself out of the situation.

“Then I’ll show you,” you countered, not allowing him to falter now, not after all those questions he was asking.

With one big gulp, Satoru reached his arms out to take the child, discomfort written all over his face. His movements were awkward and his stance was tense as he tried to adjust the baby into his hold. It was clear that Gojo Satoru had no idea what he was doing.

You were quick to correct your husband, placing your hand gently on his arms to adjust his hold on the child. You made sure the baby’s head laid in the crook of his elbow and that the baby was securely tucked onto his chest. You moved your hands away when you had finished adjusting the man’s form, taking a look at your handy work.

“Relax, Satoru.” You gently warned him before turning around to grab the bottle.

The moment you turned back to look at him, Satoru had settled down, allowing himself to be more comfortable. You thought about teasing him but concluded not to, remembering how tense and nervous he was before.

You handed Satoru the bottle, gesturing for him to feed the baby. You could tell that he had grown a little more uncomfortable, but he was quick to flush it down, straightening his back and motioning the bottle towards his niece-in-law’s mouth.

The girl latched on to the nipple of the bottle immediately, settling down as the whimpers and whines subsided, replaced with the sound of little sucks and grunts of satisfaction as she drank from the bottle.

The two of you watched the child as she ate, making sure she didn’t have any mistakes. Right now, Satoru wanted a baby more than he ever had, there was something about how the child’s eyes sparkled when he gave her the bottle and the way she snuggled into his chest when he held her just the right way, that made his heart beat a little faster. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying this.

When the infant was done eating, he was quick to set the girl on his shoulder to pat her back, almost as if it were instinct. When he heard the small burp he went back to cradling the baby, only to realize that she had quickly fallen asleep. If that didn’t take the cake already, you had gone over and took the baby from his arms, gently rocking her and placing her in the portable crib, humming a little lullaby as you did so. The way you had gently tucked the child in, pulling away with a satisfied smile, Satoru couldn’t help but fall in love with you all over again. Gojo Satoru had fallen in love with the idea of having a child with you.

The tall man was quick to stand up and hug you from behind, looking over your shoulder as he watched his niece-in-law sleep. You couldn’t help but smile at Satoru’s abnormal, yet cute, behavior. You pecked your husband on the cheek before resting your head on top of his.

Unfortunately, the moment couldn’t last forever. The two of you heard a light knock on the front door. You heard the familiar voice of your brother as he called out to see if anyone was home, resolving to quickly remove yourself from your lover’s hold to go retrieve the door for your brother.

Your brother had left as quickly as he arrived, clearly in a rush to get home. You had given your brother one final hug and goodbye before he took off, saying that he better get home before his daughter could wake up from her nap. The moment you stepped foot into the house you plopped yourself down on the couch, letting out a sigh before turning to look at your lover only to notice he had disappeared.

You had been suspicious of your husband’s behavior throughout the entire afternoon, but it had only become concerning around the time you were saying your final goodbyes to your brother and niece. Satoru had become silent and had a strange far-off look, almost as if he were longing.

In the end, you reasoned with yourself that it would be best to give him some space to sort out whatever he was going through. During that time of waiting you decided to take a nap; after all, babysitting your niece was not an easy job. Unbeknownst to you, Satoru had a little plan up his sleeve, one that he was going to present to you later.

You had no idea how long you had been asleep, but it was enough time for your husband to set up what was assumed to be some sort of class presentation.

The second you woke up from your nap you were greeted with a whiteboard full of notes and a paper program on your lap. You looked around the home to see if one of Satoru's students had visited to give their teacher some sort of presentation; however, when you thought about it, your husband would never give a kid such a pointless assignment, mostly because he wouldn't want to review it.

"You're finally awake! Alright, I left you a glass of water and a snack so you won't have to get up," Satoru explained as he walked into the room.

The said man was wearing formal attire, pulling a stack of flashcards out of one of his pockets, straightening them out, and clearing his throat.

"These are the ten reasons we should have a baby! Reason number one, we are in a financially stable position to sustain a child," Satoru started, pointing at a cluster of notes on the board.

"Sato-"

"Reason number two, based on both of our family histories, we do not have any pre-existing medical conditions" your partner interrupted.

Before Satoru could continue, you grabbed the stack of flashcards he was holding and placed them next to you. You could hardly process anything he had said as you had only woken up two minutes ago. You sat there, trying to comprehend what had just transpired.

"Why do you want a baby?" You groggily asked, looking through some of the flashcards your partner had created, "neither of us has ever shown interest in it."

"Originally, I never thought I wanted to be a father, but after seeing you with your niece…my perspective started to change," Satoru explained, flustered by his vulnerability.

You were stunned, to say the least, you had never seen your husband so powerless; you had never seen your husband so desperate. Satoru’s pleading look was saying it all, saying how important this was to him. In all honesty, you didn’t know what to say, as this was all thrown at you in a matter of five minutes and you had hardly woken up and had only processed about half of what Satoru had proposed.

You looked through the flashcards your husband had made, seeing that none of them were left unfinished. It was clear that your partner had done his research as you noticed some good points that he had set up for his little presentation. However, there was one in particular that caught your eye, a note that didn’t pertain to any logical explanation as it was purely based on raw emotion.

“I know that we would make great parents.”

You were at a complete loss of words as you read the statement aloud. You could feel your heart swell as you repeated them in your head, looking up at your lover with glossy eyes. The tears started to spill from your eyes, but they weren't tears of despair or anger; they were tears of happiness. Before your husband could misinterpret your liquid emotion, you launched yourself from the sofa to pull him into an embrace.

"This better not be some sort of twisted joke Satoru because if you tell me it is, I can promise you that I will smack you upside the head," you warned.

Your husband only chuckled lightly, returning your embrace, relieved with the reaction you gave him. Yes, you knew that you had never wanted children before, but seeing how Satoru believed in the two of you to pull it off, how could you say no. Besides, you knew it would be untruthful if you kept telling yourself that you hadn't thought about it a few times while watching your niece in the past. In all honesty, you were surprised Satoru snapped before you did.

"No! No, I'm not joking! I'm being one hundred percent serious, I promise, Y/n," You could feel the few stray tears on your shoulder as he uttered those words, "If you need proof, we can try right now."

You smacked your husband in the chest in retaliation to his horrible attempt at a tease. The two of you pulled away for a second only to touch foreheads. It was an extremely sappy moment and you both knew it but who cared because as long as the two of you were satisfied nothing else mattered.

Satoru Gojo was the strongest, but he couldn't help but fall head over heels when he thought about the future of his soon-to-be little family. And yes, you both knew you had no interest in having children before, but after watching your niece today, both of you could agree that you both caught a bad case of baby fever and there was no cure for it this far into the sickness. You and Satoru proved that the second you called your brother to offer your babysitting services for the next evening.

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“My baby is scared of the blindfold” - Gojo Satoru x Fem!Reader

Synopsis : Yuji is surprised to see Gojo without his blindfold nor his sunglasses. The answer as to why he doesn’t wear them is…surprising. 

First JJK fic woohoo. Haha. No worries peeps who follow for Batfam stuffs (so, most of y’all), next story will be a Batfam one ;). But today, wanted to write something a little different. Something short, too. Like, just having pure fun out of writing. Hope you’ll like it though : 

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This was…Not something Gojo ever planned. 

His ultimate goal has always been to reform the jujutsu sorcerers, that’s why he became a teacher. He thought this was the only thing he wanted to do in life, after everything he’d been through. 

His work, both as a teacher and as a jujutsu sorcerer, were his only prospect, his only future. He never envisioned doing anything else, settling down, or simply being happy. 

And yet…

Yet he met you.

At first you hated him. 

You thought he was arrogant (and he definitely is), sometimes downright mean with those he deemed “weak” (truth), and he was so damn loud and weird ! You even found him cruel in certain moments, he could truly be such a cold hearted bastard. 

It took you a long time, to realize you were wrong about him. To know that he actually was a complex man, and everything wasn’t black or white. 

He did misjudged you too, thought you were someone weak as you always hid your powers so your ennemies could underestimate you. And even worst : he thought you were someone who was on principal Gakuganji’s side. 

And oh you were not. You also became a teacher to train those kids to fight against cursed spirits. Learn how to fight, to save them, in a way. You were most definitely against killing one of those kids, even if he was Sukuna Ryomen’s host. 

Yuji quickly grew on you too, that boy had such a kind heart. 

Yes. Things between you and Gojo started in a really bad way. Yet, here you were, years after your first meeting, in love, and with a three months old baby !

A little son. To whom you’ll one day tell the story of how you and Gojo met, and fell in love. But for now, for now this was no such story. No. 

This is the story of how soft the mighty Gojo Satoru actually is…

Especially with his baby son. 

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AAAAAAGGGGGGJHJHHHHH SCARA!!!!

OK BUT HEAR ME OUT ON SKATER BF SCARAMOUCHE

skater!scaramouche who bribes you with free food so you can accompany him to the nearest skate park, he doesn't mind that his bank account is getting drained, as long as you're there it's worth it

skater!scaramouche who uses the cute hello kitty bandaids you gave him everytime he gets a bruise, he doesn't care that his friends tease him for it nor does he care that it doesn't go well with his outfits.

skater!scaramouche who keeps an extra jacket in the back of his car, he knows it'll get cold specially during the late nights you spend hanging out at the skate park, he also knows you'd probably forget to bring a jacket

skater!scaramouche who uses "teaching you how to skateboard" as an excuse to hold you close to him

skater!scaramouche who'll proudly put all the decals you give him on his skateboard, no matter how big or small, glittery or holographic, it's going on his skateboard.

skater!scaramouche who "accidentally" fails a trick and lands on a person after they looked at you weird

just yk, skater bf scaramouche <33

late night skate date w skater bf!scara

Reading this brings me back to my Batman phase

From parents to babies - Batfam x fem!reader

Synopsis : You and Bruce got turned into toddlers !! Shenanigans ensue, of course. 

This is part of a little “series” I guess, here’s the first part with Jason : Jason Todd(ler). I’m planning on writing a lil story for all the kids hehe, but I thought : “hey, what about Batmom and Bruce ?” and here we are. Hope you’ll like this ! 

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“Bruce !” 

“(Y/N) !” 

You manage to scream each other’s names before-

Before a white flash engulfed the both of you, and you suddenly disappeared, only a pool of your clothes remaining where you once stood. 

“Nooooo !!” is the last thing you hear before your mind goes blank, and you recognize the voice as being your youngest son’s, Damian. The sound of his scream greatly distresses you, but alas, you cannot do anything to help as you feel yourself slowly fading away and- 

Footsteps. Running fast to reach the place you stood on merely seconds before. But you’re not there anymore, you’re not there !

“It’s not possible !” 

That’s Jason. His voice breaking at the end of his sentence, as he approaches the bunch of clothes left on the floor, a lump in his throat as the inevitable is starting to be clearer and clearer, and he cannot refuse reality anymore.

Vaporized. His parents just got vaporized by that wannabe-magician’s laser ! 

In the mess of it all, that asshole even escaped ! Which was a good thing, in a way, because Jason promised you and Bruce he would never kill again, but he wasn’t sure he could hold that promise if he was faced with the man who took away his beloved parents. 

You all only just made peace with each other, only just became a family again ! How was he suppose to go on losing you once more ?

Dick was the first to reach the spot in which you were. He had always been the fastest of them all. His heart beats too fast in his chest, and he has this horrible thought that it’s the second time he sees his parents being killed right in front of him when-

Movements. Small movements. There, amongst his father’s suit. And there, amongst his mother’s clothes. And then-

Little hands. Fighting to find an exit in this labyrinth of fabrics. Little grunts of frustration, like when a child is trying to do something but doesn’t quite manage to do it. Finally finding an out. And-

“Oh shit.” 

Dick says, as he stares at- Two kids ?? 

One, a little boy. who couldn’t be more than two years old, black hair, bright blue eyes. The second one, (E/C) eyes and (H/C) hair and-

“Oh shit.” 

Tim says, as he’s the second one to reach the place and he immediately understands that his parents aren’t dead, but rather…

They’ve been turned into toddlers ! 

“Oh shit !” You exclaim happily, giggling. 

“Oh shit !” Baby Bruce repeats, and you both look at each other and giggle even more. Damn it. They’ve been in the care of children for only a second, and they already taught you bad words !

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