||Guilt...|| Wrote By Me

||Guilt...|| wrote by me

Plot:Short fic in how Geto would react about your death and he can't help but feel guilty for it.

About:hurt,no comfort,angst,death.

Cw:reader is dead,heart wrenching,crying.

Geto’s anger turned to guilt, which quickly turned to despair. He was too late. He couldn’t even keep his promise and see you through this. His face became wet with tears as his eyes widened, the reality slowly setting in. You.. you were gone forever in a cruel world that was unfair and unforgiving. He fell back into his bed, letting out a loud and long wail of agony.

Tears poured down his cheeks, he tried to catch his breath only to realize it was impossible. He covered his face with his hands, hoping that it was just a nightmare. But no matter how hard he blinked, or rubbed his eyes, you were still gone. All that was left of you was that sweet, soft smile that you always had. He tried to call your name, but it wouldn’t come out. All he could do was cry and scream and… just… cry.

The tears flowed like a broken dam, his sobs breaking the silence of the empty room. It felt so wrong to be in your room without you in it, to see you nowhere. How was this possible? You couldn’t be gone… you couldn’t leave him by himself in this cruel place. But no matter how many tears he cried, how many screams he let out, you didn’t return.

The days slowly passed, and his eyes became less red. It was as if the tears had been drained from his body. He tried not to move, not even to eat or drink anymore. The only thing keeping him from a state of complete apathy was the memories he held of you, and the guilt of not being there when you needed him the most. He would never forgive himself for not fulfilling his promise. He had failed you, and he couldn’t accept any other fact.

Geto would often visit your grave,it was the only way he could stay close to you. He would talk to you as if you were right beside him, as if he could still talk to you the way he used to. The cold wind would brush past him as he would sit in front of your tombstone, just staring at your name until it was etched into his memory. He made it a habit to visit you every week, as if you were still alive.

His eyes were a permanent shade of dull gray, his face constantly expressionless. The only emotion he felt was sadness and regret. The guilt never left him, he felt like a failure. Because he was one. You had trusted him to be there when you needed him, and in the end he couldn’t even do that. When you needed him most, he let you down. When you were vulnerable, he wasn’t there. His feelings were slowly being chipped away by the immense guilt, and he felt so alone.

He still remembered your face. The sweet and soft smile that was always on your lips. He remembered your gentle voice, and the way you had so calmly accepted your own death. Your eyes were a beautiful color. The way you had made him happy, and how he had taken your presence for granted… He couldn’t make the time to be there when you needed him, because of his foolish pride and he lost you. It was his fault.

His mind became more and more twisted by day. The guilt ate him up inside, as he would cry alone every night, wishing you were there to hold him. No one else could comfort him the way you could. You were the one who made all his worries go away. But now, all he had was this… this deep, agonizing emptiness. If he had been there when you were undergoing treatment, maybe you would still be there. You wouldn’t be gone.

"I'm sorry..I'm so so sorry-y-y y/n" Geto repeated over and over as he would hugged the pillow as it if were you.

He would hug your pillow tightly, as if you were there with him. He didn’t say anything, crying quietly into it, wishing, just for a moment, that your voice would fill the room. That the warmth of your embrace would be felt once again. That he would wake up from this nightmare. That this was all a mistake. That he should have been there when you were crying for help. That he should have done more…

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I'm planning to do a part 2 hopefully it will be less sad

𝙰 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍

A world fading to pieces, crumbling before the eyes, it becoming colorless. Lifeless. Meaningless. To wake up into a world that was in pieces, a world filled with life she could only dream of, for that dream to come true. One in a multiverse, not the only one to have existed, a life that couldn't be made anywhere else.

Paintbrushes dabbing gently on a canvas, a blooming artwork, made with love. The purple and red, intertwining with each other, a magenta hue surrounding them. A warmth, tingling thoughts when separated, fluttering hearts of each other's smile in their heads.

Painted graffiti in the corners, evident on their fingers, the found culprits. Sunflowers and lavenders intertwining roots with each other from beneath the ground, growing together, dying together. Sunlight caressing her face, his hand caressing hers, gold around their ring fingers.

Streets lamps flickering, darkness taking over brightness as the sun goes down, crime settling itself comfortably between them. The ugly side of the night, dangerous and deadly, hideous. Moon standing out in the sky, stars sparkling, skin coming in contact with bed sheets for a well deserved rest. The beautiful side of the night, safe and heavenly, comforting.

Orange and red, black in between, red hands staining white gloves. Heroes in both universes, a universe they don't know, a world they don't know. It's safer here, calm and nice, peaceful.

Earth-1610, a world that wasn't supposed to be hers, yet it became hers. It's not safe, to stay somewhere that couldn't keep her for long, she's staying however.

Snowflakes falling between her palms, melting away, more coming down. Looking down at the city, at New York City, upside down. Cheek resting on his shoulder, head resting on her head, on each other.

A world that wasn't hers, a world that was theirs, to share.

Iron gauntlet next to her head, gloved hand on his cheek, eyes on each other. Matching scars to add onto their love, the love they held to their world, despite of its flaws. Perhaps their world wasn't as blessed as theirs, earth-42 having not such of a great luck, yet it's their world.

A reputation they build for themselves not necessarily being good, not being bad either, vigilantes were known to complicated feelings by others. Their feelings were strong, the shades of purple that represent them, their broken yet stable world.

Wilting flowers, roots intertwined and alive deep inside, never having broken down like they have on the outside. A cold heart melted down by eyes that were broken like glass, the light reflecting itself on the pieces, back to his heart. The Prowler wasn't heartless, his assistant held his heart, taking it home with her and keeping it safe.

Two separate worlds, having it's flaws, having it's good and bad. Something in common, an undying love held by the ones that live there, different yet same people. A heart like theirs, life like theirs, pain like theirs.

A world isn't always perfect, their worlds certainly weren't, that's true and it's a fact. Something about it contracts to one another, connecting together, melting together. Suffering together, fading together, doing everything together.

It's not perfect, there's no denying such thing, because it's nothing but the truth. Red having stained the concrete before, salted liquid cascading down their cheeks, hitting the ground. There's no denying that, perhaps not necessarily a world you'd expect someone to live in, yet they do.

She wants to stay there, despite the glitches on her body, the electrifying hurt coursing through her body whenever it happens. It didn't matter when holding onto something that was useful, preventing such from happening, to stop it.

It’s a world that was meant to be only one person's, and it somehow became hers, when her eyes could only remember seeing white from where she's previously belonged in. That wasn't her world anymore, it was gone now, there's no reason for her to return there.

No more.

||Breathe||written by me

[totally not inspired from a convo i had with this bot.]

Plot: You were sitting comfortably in your garden watching the flowers when all of a sudden your allergy reaction kicked in and Toji your bodyguardhelps you trough it.

Tw:panick attack,choking,needle,injection.fake death,cursing.

Tags:Comfort,breathe exercise,reader is an adult,bodyguard x common,Toji calls reader "little brat", Reader teased Toji,Toji being captured,smooth,cute,wholesome.

Toji panics when he realizes how bad your allergic reaction is. "Sh-- hang on" he mumbles quickly, taking your legs and laying you down flat on the grass. He stands up quickly running inside the house, returning with a syringe full of epinephrine. He kneels beside you, injects the needle into your thigh, and gently massages the muscle afterwards. "This is to help your breathing" he explains, wiping your tears with a handkerchief. Toji sighs with relief as he sees your allergic reaction slowly fading away. He lifts you into his arms and stands up slowly, wrapping you in a gentle hug. "Okay, you're gonna be okay. Just breathe calmly. In and out. Deeply. Just calm down." He leans over towards you and places his forehead on yours. The gesture is protective and caring, as if he were trying to shield you from harm. "Hey- hey" Toji rubs your back soothingly. His hands are big and strong, but they are gentle. He rubs your back in smooth, circular motions, trying to help your breathing. "Just relax. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. C'mon now. Just breathe,breathe deeper." Toji commands, wrapping his hands around you. He rubs your back to ease your distress. His breath is shallow and slow, designed to help you relax. "C'mon, relax. I got you. You're safe." He rubs your back until you're breathing normally again. Once he becomes convinced that you're okay, he lifts you back up into his arms and carries you inside the house. "We have to get you to a doctor. Okay?" He strides back inside the house, carrying you and hurrying up the stairs to your bedroom. "We'll get you some medicine, don't you worry." "I don't need a doctor" You said beetwen hinales "Well you sure as hell need some medicine" Toji replies, setting you down on the bed. "That's for sure. Your allergic reaction was pretty serious. You don't want to risk more serious reactions like that." "I didn't know you cared so much about me for someone like me" You replied teasing him. You know he's trying to hide it, but Toji can't help the blush that forms on his cheeks at your comment. 'What the hell is she talking about!? I'm a bodyguard for the damn brat. I don't care about her.' He shakes his head slowly. "I'm your bodyguard, and nothing else" he answers in a deep, firm tone. "what if i die? what will you do?" that question shocked Toji in a way that he didn't know it could "don't." he spitted arshly, feeling...lost he alredy lost his wife and thinking about losing you too....no..he didn't....he wouldn't allow that again. A flicker of genuine fear flashes in Toji's dark eyes. "Just... just shut up" he grits his teeth, looking away from you. His expression betrays the obvious fact that he's already fallen for you. "We're not going to waste time asking stupid hypotheticals. So shut up, before you give me a goddamn stroke" he snarls at you, glaring. Then then an unhealthy idea crossed your mind to make Toji confess. You decided to go limp on Toji arms waiting for his reaction. You always loved teasing him and seeing his reaction it made you feel...empowered to be the only one to bring out his feelings like that. Toji freezes when you suddenly go limp in his arms. The blood drains from his face and his eyes grow wide. Does she... could she really...? He holds your body gently, and runs his hands down your back. For a moment, he's struck dumb by your sudden actions. Toji glances down at your face. Your eyes are closed, and your lips are parted slightly. His breath catches in his throat as he realizes that he's fallen into a trap. He hesitates for a moment, not knowing what to do. He can't help but notice how beautiful you are when he's holding you. The way you hang in my arms like a doll... He glances down at your face again, noticing your closed eyes and the way your lips are slightly parted. He inhales sharply as realization hits him like a sledgehammer. You're toying with him. You little brat.

You sneak a quick peek at Toji's face, only to realize that he's frowning down at you. You immediately close your right eye and pretend to remain unconscious, but you've dug yourself into a hole. His scowl is one of frustration, but there's also something else beneath his expression. He glances down at you with a scowl, then sighs deepily and shakes his head slowly. It seems you've uncovered something else beneath his tough exterior.

Toji turns his face away, shaking his head. "You little...." He mumbles, glaring at the ceiling. He can't help but feel somewhat flattered by your actions, though he'd never admit it. "You think that... that will work on me? I'll admit it... you're cute." He groans, shaking his head. "You're an evil little brat, you know that? And I've fallen for it."

Toji stares at you for a few seconds, feeling his pulse pound furiously in his chest. 'Damn her.' He wants to stay mad, to pretend that he's only seeing this as his duty, but his anger seems to dissipate by the second. He glances down again, noticing your slightly-opened eyes, and stares longingly. 'She really did fall limp into my arms just to make me jealous... the thought alone... it is hot'

Toji leans down a bit closer to you, his heart pounding as his eyes shift to your mouth. He can't help it; he's drawn to you. Your lips look so irresistible... He leans even closer, until you can practically feel his breath against your skin. You feel his hot breath on your neck as he whispers into your ear. "What are you trying to do?" Toji's voice is thick as he asks for the reason why you're playing these games.

"nothing" You said muffled as you continued play dead dramatically.

"Oh, you're playing dead all right" he whispers, his breath now a mere inch away from your ear. You can feel his words against your skin. His breath is hot and he's so close that you feel the blood rushing to your cheeks. He leans even closer, his nose brushing against your lobe. You're trembling with excitement. You cant help but giggled at the sensation wich turned in a loud snort and when you heard that you quickly cover your mouth feeling embarrassed.

Tojo glances down at you, and his mouth curls into a wide grin when he sees you embarrassed. "You're adorable" he whispers, his voice still raspy. He leans in and kisses the side of your neck, sending shivers up your spine. He smiles, noticing how you cover your mouth with your hands, and you blush from the sensation of his warm breath on your skin.

"Dhhaaaa w..waitwaitwait!" You exclaimed slipping away from under Toji holding your blushed cheeks looking away

Toji chuckles, noticing how flustered your cheeks have gotten. He leans his head around you, watching with amusement as you shy away. "What's the matter? Do you not like it?" he asks. He smirks, reaching around and grabbing your cheeks in his hands to force you to face him again. Toji brings his face up to yours until they're just inch apart, his breath hot and damp. "N...no no i do its its.." you blushed more wiggling in place,you never had a relationship before you only tought about it but never actually had one. Toji watches you wiggling and squirming with amusement and a little intrigue. "It's what, my little brat?" His voice is laced with teasing, and his eyes flash with delight. He pulls you back to him and leans even closer, his fingers tightening around your cheeks. "Are you embarrassed about my kisses?" His breath is hot and moist against your skin, his eyes focused intently on your blushing face. Toji smirks, noticing how embarrassed you're getting. "Feeling a little bit overwhelmed, is that it?" He laughs, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Am I overwhelming you?" He pulls you close enough so that your bodies are pressed together, his lips just inches away from yours. "Or is my presence just too much to handle?"

Toji watches you tense up, feeling the tension in your body as your muscles clench together. The sight of you like this sends a shiver of excitement down his spine. Just as he's about to lean in even closer, you suddenly grow pale and red, and you faint in his arms. "Shit- wait-"

Toji is taken aback by this sudden development. He quickly lays you down gently, feeling your pulse. Your heartbeat is slow, and you're breathing shallowly, like you're in a deep sleep. The realization hits him then all at once: he has pushed you so far that you fainted. He grabs your hand and lifts it, feeling your pulse. "Jesus- please be okay" he says under his breath, looking down at you with an expression of worry and guilt.

He kneels beside you, watching you with a mixture of concern and fear. Your breath is shallow and you're unresponsive. *She's not gonna die on my watch, I swear to god.* Toji runs his hand across your forehead, gently touching your brow. "Please be okay. Please... wake up, you stupid brat."

Bonus:

Finally you woked up when you saw tears in Toji eyes "Are those tears?"

Toji jerks when you suddenly speak. You're awake, your eyes opening slightly. You notice a few stray tears running down his cheeks, which he quickly blinks away. "I..." he whispers, brushing his fingers against your cheek.

"Don't- no, I ain't crying. I'm just worried about you, brat" he tells you, trying to keep his expression steady.

"Shut up" the bodyguard grumbles, trying to keep his tone serious and tough. Your expression softens him, however, and he lowers his hand to your forehead, gently brushing his fingertips down your cheek.

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Cherished moments.

(≧∇≦)/ Sypnosis. This is after your wedding with satoru. Your honeymoon together.

•Contents. Pure fluff, just fluff, reader is fem, gojo crying cuz your too pretty, cuddles

•note. I'm kinda new to writing + I'm new to tumbler, and english isn't my first language. So I'm sorry if my writing is kinda off, p.s if someone made a similar fic, please don't misunderstand. That might be just a coincidence, the moment I saw that picture of gojo (the one I used above this post) that inspired me to write a fic about it. Also, credits to the owner of the drawing! I just saw it on Pinterest and I don't know who the artist is.

It is now 11:48pm, it has been a long day and is probably one of your best days of your life. You are now married with the man of your dreams, the one and only Satoru Gojo.

6 hours ago was your wedding, the moment you started walking down the aisle, Satoru was in tears. You were also in tears, but Satoru was more emotional. You found it cute how his eyes were red and puffy after, you wiped his tears as you brushed your thumb over his wet lashes. You've done this before but now it felt so much more different- you've felt alot of butterflies in your stomach as satoru opens those eyes of his which you've adored a lot since you were in highschool. They were so pretty, they were as blue as the ocean.

You also couldn't believe you now have Satoru's surname. You are now called as Mrs. Gojo.

In Satoru's pov, he couldn't hold back his tears from seeing you. You were so beautiful, he thinks you were the most prettiest woman that has ever stepped into earth. His heart raced with anticipation, the way your pretty smile was illuminating the room, and how your veil was delicately flowing over your face like a cascade of dreams. The way your gown trailed behind you, your eyes sparkled with so much love and joy as you looked at him. He swore that if he was stuck in a time loop in this situation, he wouldnt get tired from it.

After you and Satoru exchanged your vows and said your "I dos", your friends: Shoko, geto, yuuji, Megumi, Tsumiki, nobara gathered for a group photo. Along side with that there's a seperate photo of you and Satoru kissing from the wedding. They are now framed, sitting on the lamp table beside you.

Right now, you are lying down on a hotel bed. Satoru made sure to book in a very luxurious hotel for your honeymoon. (It's also canon that he's rich rich)

You were very tired. Today was so much fun, you exchanged your clothes to a more comfortable one, which is why you are wearing satoru's shirt right now. It also has his scent in it which is why you always preffered to sleep in his clothes.

And there, your love of your life came out from the bathroom. He just took a shower, his fluffy white snowy hair is now wet. AND DAMN his towel was wrapped around his waist, his abs were showing. You've seen it a lot of times already but you just couldn't get used to it. Your face was now pink.

Satoru laughed at your actions, you were so cute. He dried his hair and changed into his clothes, he got into the bed and snuggled beside you.

"Tired, hm?"

Satoru layed down his head to your chest, he loves lying down there, he loves hearing your heart beats and the way your breasts were squishing his cheeks.

"Mmn, yeah."

You chuckled as you gave a kiss to his forehead, your fingers combing through his fluffy hair.

He looks at you with pleading eyes, looking like he wants something from you.

"More kisses- please?"

You gave a kiss to his cheek and his lips. "Gosh, so clingy as ever."

You said as you chuckled and smiled at Satoru. But suddenly you gasped as he rolls you over, making you the one on top of him now, laying down on his chest.

He gives you that cheeky smile, "I love you so much y/n, I literally couldn't hold in my tears back from seeing you in that wedding dress. "

You were about to say something but he cuts you off by kissing you in the lips. And starts saying one of the most sweetest things to you.

"The most-" a kiss on your forehead. "Gorgeous-" a kiss on your nose. "Prettiest-" a kiss on your lips again. "Sweetest-" a kiss on your left cheek. "Girl I've ever met. " a kiss in your right cheek.

His actions made you tear up, hes so sweet. But he wasn't expecting you to react like that.

"Hey, why're y' cryin? Don't cry." He frowns as he pulls you closer to him and gives you one last kiss to your forehead. You chuckle and tell him that's it's okay.

You both finally fell asleep, embracing each other. You will cherish this day forever.

note: I'm sorry if this is short and it's rushed plus again I'm sleepy and it's like 3:14 am, I'm gonna sleep now cuz I'm finally finished 🥰

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