I’m Going To Murder You!🤭

Gojo

Sukuna

Toji

Geto

I also mostly do F!Reader because I am a female and I feel like I would just better write a F!Reader, but like I can totally try M!reader, I just don’t think it’d be good. Does that make sense? I hope I don’t sound like an idiot.

Trouble Chapter One (Gojo)

Type: series

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Summary: Final year in college, the intern year. You get a once in a lifetime opportunity when Shoko Ieiri lets you intern at her hospital with her and her team.

Summer Nights (Gojo)

Type: oneshot

Requested?: no

Summary: you and gojo hate each other right? Everyone knows it. But something about summer changes people… maybe it’s the sun.

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I silently curse to myself, how the hell could I lose my kid?! I could chew into the bodyguards all I wanted, hell I could kill them if I felt like it, but I’m his father – he’s my responsibility, not theirs. Fuck Fuck Fuck! Where the hell could he be? I walked past where we’d been at least ten times. I continue to scream out my son’s name, “Megumi!” In hopes of him calling back.

Thank god for my height, I see Megumi over the heads of people in the crowd. I started to make my way through the sea of people that can’t get out of the fucking way? Can’t you see I’m coming through?! Once I finally make my way through I pick him up, worried as hell. “What did I tell you? You can’t go sneak off, you could have been killed!” While my son doesn’t fully understand all the shit I do, he does know it makes me a lot of enemies and he does know never to snitch on his dad. “I found him in that coffee shop, no harm done to him.”

I finally looked at the woman who was with my son, I didn’t really acknowledge the fact that she was there till now. And when I do look at her I feel like a damn fool, how could I not notice her sooner? She was absolutely divine and had eyes that were so sinful that I couldn’t help my breath hitch at the sight of their (E/C) gaze. I never really believed in god, there was too much sin for me to believe he existed. I looked her over once again and in the terms of Joe Goldberg, Hello You.

“I owe you thanks.” My voice spoke to her and her response was immediate. “It’s no problem at all really, I’m just glad you two found each other.” She gave Gumi a little wave and I knew that I would make this girl mine, I didn’t give a damn about any principle. It was clear as the day, she wouldn’t have a choice and I don’t give a fuck how long it takes.

“Trust me, not as glad as I am that he found you.” My damn kid could ask for the moon right now and I would say yes, for he unknowingly just brung me my newest obsession. She bid me farewell, and I made my way to the coffee shop she pointed to not too long ago.

I sent a text to one of my bodyguards to follow her to the location where she was heading and to let me know. Me and Megumi took a seat next to the window and I ordered a black coffee while he got a chocolate chip cookie.

The waitress came by and offered me a refill though I gave her a smile and sent her off. I looked back down to my coffee before I turned to look out the window, I knew she was staring and this only confirmed it. I gave her a smile, as if a glimpse of the man she would soon fall in love with. I could see her breathing slowly and I took a sip of my drink giving her a wink as if I were saying, ‘I’ll see you soon.’

–

It took me an hour to find out all there is to know about who Y/N L/N is on paper. She’s a lawyer, has a great GPA, only child, has a seemingly perfect life, graduated law early, is 20 years old, and lives alone an hour away from the city. ‘Jesus it’s like you want to be stalked. Don’t you know there’s weirdos in the world?’

I watched as she undressed, and I smiled, loving the way goosebumps spread across her skin. I knew she could feel me, and I fucking loved it because soon she will be consumed by me, just as consumed I am by her.

Her nipples harden against the fabric of the pajama top she just put on. What a delicious sight. She walked to the window I was looking from and closed the curtains after taking a glance around her home. I saw through the windows as she locked them and no doubt the doors. I smiled my breath showing in the cold air.

–

“So checking up on the locals are we?” The rough voice of Sukuna spoke as I made my way into my room. It had been a week since I met my lovely desire and I should have known Sukuna would eventually figure it out. The man knows me well enough to know when I have an interest in something, or in this case someone. “I thought I needed a change in scenery. Why? You jealous?”

Sukuna gave a laugh, a sarcastic crazy-ass one, but that’s also just his laugh. Fucking maniac. Maybe that’s why we get along so well. “What can I say, I’m curious.”

“Curiosity killed the cat.”

“But satisfaction brought it back to life.”

He titled his drink – no doubt whiskey – and took a drink as if saying cheers. “What do you know?” It was foolish to think he knew nothing, he wouldn’t be here otherwise. But just because he knew something, doesn’t mean he knows everything – I’d like to keep it that way.

“Y/N L/N, you’re stalking her. I just can’t figure out why.” I gave a lazy hum as I poured my own cup of whiskey. “I like to think stalking is just a romantic walk.” I downed my drink.

“Yes, where one doesn’t know about the other existence.” So he didn’t know that we’d technically already met. Good. “I’m just bored, so I’m having fun. Besides, who doesn’t like a chase?” Sukuna next was the one to drown his drink. “Sure.” He placed the cup on my nightstand and made his way out of my room, then no doubt out of my house.

I made my way to my son’s room, my little blessing. I kissed his forehead and retreated back to mine. I flick the light off and pull out my phone. My lovely desire was sleeping, though she kept turning restlessly.

She didn’t know while she was at work that I had placed camera’s all around her house, one’s that she wouldn’t find unless she was really – and I mean really – looking. I turned off my phone and closd my eyes, drifing off to sleep with one thought in my head.

You silently curse yourself when you walk into the coffee shop to see it packed. You looked down at the clock on your phone, seeing the clock tick from 7:08 to 7:09. You had time. You were supposed to clock into the office at 7:30, and it was right around the corner.

You claim your place in line and silently wait, scrolling through your email. You rolled your eyes and your friend and colleague, Rosie, email that was actually just secret gossip. A thing the two of you started to do since you were still interns. You two got scolded for being on your phones, so Rosie sent you an Email talking shit about your guy’s boss at the time. It soon became a regular thing.

A slight bump in your leg pulled your attention away from your phone and brought it to the little kid who just accidentally ran into you. Your brow rose curiously as you looked around for parents who seemed to have claim over him. You turned to the person behind you and subtly pointed to the kid – who had quite unusual spikey hair – and titled your head.

The person shook their head, answering your silent question. You sighed, you knew it wasn’t the person in front of you kid. “Do you know where your parent is?” The kid just stared at you for a moment before silently shaking his head, a quiet child indeed, granted he was probably scared.

“When did you last see them?” The boy was quiet again for a moment until his timid voice eventually spoke up. “I saw Daddy by the street.” You nodded and made your way out the line, cursing God for making you go a day without it, however you refused to let this kid be left alone.

“And your name? Can you tell me that?”

“Megumi.” His name means blessing. You smiled at the thought, his dad and mom must really love him. They were probably worried to death. “Do you know your last name?” The kid only nodded his head yes, making you raise your brow as if asking, ‘Well?’. “Fushiguro.” The name sounded familiar but you couldn’t place your finger on it, granted you processed probably 100 names a day.

You made your way onto the street and looked around for an adult who bared any resembalnce to Megumi. You told Megumi to look for his parent as well and you kept a hold of his hand tightly, not wanting to lose him too. After a few moments you heard a loud voice yell “Megumi! Through the crowd.

Megumi pointed to the man and told you, “That’s my daddy.” You nodded and, with your grip still tight, made your way through the sea of people and two the man. When you came to a stop the man in front of you couldn’t deny being his father. Besides the texture of his hair, he looked like a bloody older twin. Your grip on Megumi hand dropped, and his father rushed to pick him up.

“What did I tell you? You can’t go sneak off, you could have been killed!” That was a teeny bit dramatic, but granted there are some creeps in the world. You smiled to the family, “I found him in that coffee shop, no harm done to him.” His father for the first time looked to me and I gave him a little wave in return. He put Megumi onto the ground and after giving him a ‘stay’ look he turned back to me.

“I owe you thanks.” His voice was rich, deep, smooth. It was the kind of voice you would think of when reading a romance book and the male main character said something that mode you blush like crazy. “It’s no problem at all really, I’m just glad you two found each other.” I gave his little boy a tiny smile, as a way to not leave him out of conversation.

“Trust me, not as glad as I am that he found you.” You gave the two one last kind smile the hurried to bid him good day, it was almost time for work.

You walked up too the crosswalk and waited for the light to turn green so you can pass. You started at that red hand, waiting. You fingers drumming against your phone. The light flicked to green and you started to walk, but ou felt the hair’s on your neck stand and goosebumps form across your arms. You looked over your shoulder and you saw the boy and his dad.

They were seated in the coffee shop by the window. The dad said something to the waitress and he nodded her away. You were about to continue crossing the road but then he looked back. He looked over his shoulder giving you a grin that would surely light the flames in hell. Your breath hitched. He winked, taking a sip of his drink.

You shook off the encounter and turned back around, rushing across the street. You turn the corner and land your eyes on your firm. What a weird encounter. You opened the door and sighed out, here you were the one who controlled everything, and the thing about control is that it’s just a illusion. An illusion that some people can’t sell, and one some people live off of.

You didn’t tell Rosie about the strange interaction you had earlier that morning. You didn’t tell her because it wasn’t strange, a dad lost his kid, and you helped them out, but the why did you have this strange feeling in your gut?

You walked through the door of your lovely home, kicking off your heels by the door. You rolled your neck, sighing as you took off your coat and hanged it by the door. You walked through your house without a second thought heading straight for the kitchen.

You opened the glass door beside your pantry and pulled out a bottle of wine. Luxury of being a well off Law-firm owner. You grabbed a single glass cup and walked to the counter top. Red poured into the cup, not a drop landing elsewhere. You took a long sip, staring at the wall when you placed the cup back down. You started at the cup for a moment before getting up – cup in hand – and walked over to the sink. You placed the cup above it, and then titled it, watching the rich red wine pour down the drain.

You didn’t bother to wash the cup, you left it in the sink and made your way up the stairs. You walked into your room and took a seat on your bed. You loved being surrounded by trees. Being an hour away from the city. You called ubers to bring you into the busying city when needed.

You could live in the city if you wished it, and the only way you would is if you had a penthouse or something, away from neighbors. You could afford it, you were successful, but money can’t cure your fear of heights.

You looked around before standing up again, you started to unbutton your blouse, shrugging off the fabric. You then next worked on your dress pants, button, unzip, kick off. You opened your dresser and started to find one of your comfy pajama’s. You closed the door and then you felt it.

Your hair stood, goosebumpes spread all over you, and that feeling in your stomach came back. You felt like you were being watched. You hurried the clothes on the walked to your balcony, the door’s were locked but you still had the curtains open. You always did, and you’ve never felt off.

You gripped the curtain and gave the trees surrounding you one last glace over but ultimately found nothing. If there was someone out there then the darkness was their friend tonight. You closed the curtains quickly and hurried around the house, locking all doors and windows.

When you reentered your room you shook your head, ‘It’s just the wine, get a grip.’. You turned off your bed room light trying to find sleep, sleep that didn’t come.

A few days had past since you’d gotten the dm from Sukuna. You two texted pretty regularly each day, and you never mentioned anything to anyone. You had also assumed Sukuna said nothing to anyone as well.

You were pretty open with your followers, you’d always were one to tell them about something when you were excited. However, this felt like something that was just for you. The secret texting, was a secret, one only the two of you knew, and you loved that privacy.

—

You and Nobara pulled into the location and you looked around as if you weren’t in the right place.

“Are you sure this is the right spot?”

Nobara nodded enthusiastically at you and got out of the driver’s seat and you followed after her. “And you're sure I’m not intruding?”

Nobara gave you and a side hug before her voice spoke out, “As if, everyone is cool with you being here.”

You nodded your head before you readjusted your hat. “How many people are here?” You had noticed a bunch of cars lined up. “The entirety of our group, most of the guys are racing.”

Wait what? Racing?

Before you could ask anything an arm wrapped around you and Nobara and a familiar voice spoke — except this time it wasn’t on a screen.

“What took you guys so longggg.” It was Gojo Satoru. You had to stop a little fan squeal. This man has won championships in gaming.

Nobara didn’t share the same excitement you had as she pushed his arm off of her and scolded him for invading her space.

You couldn’t help but feel eyes on you. You looked over Gojo’s shoulder and saw a piercing gaze staring directly into your eyes.

You notice how his jaw twitched a little, and the annoyed curve of his brow. Your breathing started to slow as you looked at him, eyes full of curiosity.

Sukuna wore a black leather Jacket with black jeans and a dangling earring. A white piece of gum flashed out his mouth before his tongue drew it back.

Your breath hitch and he gave you a smirk that could give the devil himself a run, but maybe he was the devil. He looked so sinfully beautiful, but maybe he was the apple offered to Eve. Because he looked so tempting to try, you couldn't help but wish for that.

Lost in your thoughts you hadn't noticed Gojo walking you to the cars that you had previously seen lined up. Nor did you notice Nobara and Gojo's conversation, only snapping out of your mind when Gojo brought you into the conversation. "Well Y/N thinks I'm gonna win right?"

He looked down at you expectantly, as if the possibility of you saying no was impossible. "I'm the best." He added on as if that was a fact,, and truthfully there are very few that could give Gojo a run for his money in anything. "He looked down at you expectantly, as if the possibility of you saying no was impossible. "I'm the best." He added on as if that was a fact,, and truthfully there are very few that could give Gojo a run for his money in anything.

"I think you better live up to your word." You told the tall, snow-white-haired man. Who in return gave you a grin that was filled with his ego.

Someone hit Gojo's shoulder and then pointed to the line-up with all the guys getting into their cars. Gojo immediately took off with the guy you now recognize as Geto Suguru.

The two best friends got into their own cars and you looked to the car two down away from Gojo. The car was dark red and you looked to the figure who blew smoke out from their cigarette.

You knew who it was before the smoke even cleared and showed his face.

He threw the death stick onto the ground and stomped it, making his way to the driver's side of his car. He opened the door and just before he took a seat inside he gave you a little wink.

All the car's engines roared to life, each of them revving it. You and Nobara had front-row seats, though you were standing. You noticed each and every car didn't have a driver's plate.

A girl waved a green flag and all the cars immediately took off, flying. you watched as the car zoomed and you turned to Nobara who was cheering her girlfriend, Maki on. "What are the rules?" You asked her curiously.

"The guys have to go about three blocks away, there's checkmarks, and there's five laps, so five times they have to pass each check mark." You nodded in understanding.

On the board where the girl with the green flag was, had all the racer's names. Gojo hit his first check mark and Sukuna not even a second later hit it as well.

Soon the racers finished their first lap, and you expected Sukuna to keep going but he smashed his brakes and rolled down his window.

He pointed to you and then gestured for you to come to him. You pointed to your self causing him to yell, "Yes, and hurry up!"

you hurried over to him and he immediately spoke before you could. "Get in." he reached over and opened the door. As you went to tell him no fucking way a white car flashed past the two of you. "You're causing me to lose babe. Get. In."

The authority in his fast made you sit so fast, and the second you closed your door he sped off. Quick as you could click your seat belt in place. Holding on for dear life. "Are you crazy?!"

Sukua looked in his review mirror and gave you a little hum. "Maybe. So a celebrity crush on me huh?" You didn't even know what to say, should you call him crazy again? He seemed pretty fucking self-aware. Not to mention the sound of his voice made your brain dead for a second. His stream audios did his voice no justice.

You couldn't even help the thought passing through your head. 'He would talk you through it.'

"I- uh have no idea what you're talking about."

As if your heart couldn't beat any faster he looked away from the road and to you. "Sure babe. But I will say, you calling Gojo hot pissed me off."

You hurried and leaned across the console, pushing his head back to the road. "I'm going to die tonight." The sound of his laughter filled the car. "Loosen up, you only live once." His veins flexed as he shifted gears and gained a more focused look on his face.

You slowly shook your head and scoffed in disbelief. "I wasn't expecting us to meet like this, under the circumstances."

A devilish smirk grew on his face as he shifted gears once again and leaned over the console to whisper in your ear, his eyes not leaving the road.

"I'm so glad you think of me."

—

By the time Sukuna was coming up to the finish line you were actually having fun. You had your hand out the window, and when he crossed that line you noticed he was second by the last second.

Gojo had won and you couldn’t help feel a bit responsible for Sukuna’s lost, he wasted time making you get in the car.

“I’m sorry for the lost.” The two of you hadn’t left the tinted car, but Sukuna did turn it off. “Nah don’t worry about it. Winning wasn’t my goal today.”

You you gave him a curious glance, “what was the goal?” He let a little laugh flow from his lips. “To get a pretty girl alone tonight.”

Your lips frowned in a sour mood. Of course his goal was to find a girl and get laid tonight. “Should have known that. The girl with braids is cute.” You pointed out to the girl that Sukuna was subconsciously looking at.

Sukuna looked over to you and his grin widened as he leaned over the console.

You looked back to him and gave you a raise brow as if to say ‘really?’ His voice came out in a whisper but he still had that rasp to it. “Think about it.”

Almost instantly you knew what he was talking about. You. He had gotten you alone in a car. He wanted you alone.

You nodded your head and rolled your lips in embarrassment. Though you were a bit happy you were alone with him and not the other girl. “So what now?”

Sukuna’s eyes casted down to your lips and spoke while never looking away. “Well the windows are tinted.”

“When he freezes over.” No way would you do that while 1. You’re with a bunch of friends and 2. With someone you just actually met.

“I could probably get that to happen.” Spoken like the devil he is.

Before you could further continue the conversation some banged on the window cause you to jump, as if you were sticking your hand in the cookie jar.

Sukuna opened the door and it was Yuji, his brother. “Yo, after party you comin?”

‘Biggest fucking cock block.’ Was what Sukuna wanted to say but instead. “Yeah I’m on my way now.” Sukuna got out the car and you did the same, returning Yuji’s wave with your own.

You followed Sukuna to the house that was actually really fucking fancy. “Where are we?”

Sukuna looked down at you then back around the house. “Gojo’s house. We always start are races here and then finish them here.” You nodded in understanding and went to the kitchen. Sukuna right on your tail.

The second you were in the kitchen, you saw Nobara, Yuji, Gojo, Geto, and another kid you didn’t recognize.

Nobara was the first to see you and gave you a red cup, “have fun!”

She was already pretty drunk and you still needed a ride to get home. Though Sukuna words from earlier flooded your mind. ‘You only live once.’

You chugged it down and everyone cheered, maybe it was time to finally have some fun.

—

You stumbled into the parking area where all the cars were at, and started to pull out your phone. You tired to hit the password for it but your fingers hit other buttons and you ended up locked out your phone for 5 minutes.

A groan left your mouth as you felt the wind start to nip at your shoulders. When you stumbled a second time you dropped your phone and just before you yourself dropped hands caught you around your waist.

“Easy there.”

You recognized his voice. You looked up to the spiky pink hair and red nipped at your cheeks, but you blamed the cold. “Shhhhhh— hi.” You slurred your words causing Sukuna to laugh.

“Can you walk.” In an attempt to show him you started to do as so only to stumble to the left.

Before you could make a second attempt he lifted you up — bridal style — and started to carry you to his car. “Wait my phone!”

Sukuna placed you in the car and handed you your phone he had already picked up. He buckled you up and closed the door.

He got on his side and repeated the process besides the seat belt part. “Where do you live?” Luckily you could remember that as you listed off your address.

The engine roared to life and you could help the giggle leaving your mouth, you had thought you were going racing again. Though to your dismay he kept the speed safe and took the back roads to your house. 

You hummed to the radio and Sukuna subconsciously hummed to it as well. Sukuna looked over you for what seemed like the millionth time. He grabbed your hat causing a whiny hey leaving your lips. He had adjusted the hat and placed it on his own head.

When you had gotten home he helped you out the car and into your house. He walked you over to your bed and before you laid down you reached you arms over his shoulder and brought him into a hug.

“Thank you for tonight.”

Sukuna only use one arm to wrap around your waist, and after a second he used the same are to put you into your bed and the other to put the blankets on.

When you woke up Sukuna was gone and you had a killer headache in replacement of him.

—

Chapter one -> “Ever get the feeling of being watched?”

Every morning is the same, wake up, go to the local coffee shop right by your firm, go to your office, work, go home, repeat. Always the same, thought while your one to keep to yourself you just can’t but help the little kid with spiky hair. Only to find the father to too much longer after.

Chapter Two -> in the terms of Joe Goldberg, “Hello You.”

Toji is a very very dangerous man. Many people know this. So when he finds his kids missing, someone is going to pay the piper. Little did Toji know was that that someone was going to become his newest obsession. His lovely desire.

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Drabble #1

You placed your camera and made sure all the lighting was good before clicking record on your go-pro.

Today you were talking about your new brand deal, and doing a little Q&A video that your fans had been requesting for, for quite some time.

You cleared your throat before you started talking, “hello it’s me, how are you guys today?”

You asked the camera knowing you won’t get a response back so you continued on. “Today we’ll be talking about my new brand deal and then doing a Q&A at the end of the video.”

You looked to your desk and grabbed your new make-up brand deal. “I have partnered up with Elf , and we made something so exciting. Well exciting for me and I hope for you.”

You showed the camera an eye shadow palette, eyeliner, and brushes.

“We have created an 18 color eyeshadow pallet, that has four highlighters inside.” You placed everything down and opened the pallet and grabbed your camera.

You showed the camera what the pallet looked like up close before putting the camera back onto its stand. “So 14 eyeshadow colors, and 4 highlighters. Let’s go over each highlighter first.”

You took your finger and picked up some product before swashing it onto your forearm.

“This fist one is call pink dahlia. It’s more of a nice light baby pink shade. As you can see lots of shimmer so that’s nice.”

You picked up the next highlighter and repeated. “Now this next one is kind of a chrome looking highlighter, and it’s called melody. Don’t ask why I choose these names.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the name as you spoke it. You like the name and thought it’s was pretty, your just now realizing you’ve already give two of four highlights a human name.

“The next one is one I’m really excited about, it’s a blueish purple highlighter! So if you look from one angle you can see the blue undertones.” You moved your forearm slightly. “And if you look at this angle you can see the purple undertones. I really like this one. Probably my favorite.”

You grabbed the final highlighter and showed you swashing it before speaking about it. “This one is called enchanted and it’s more of a tan-ish neutral shade and it’s really an easy go too.”

You grabbed a makeup wipe and removed the highlighters from your arms.

“Now there’s like 14 eyeshadows and I’m turning into a ulta worker at this point but I’m going to use my favorite colors and show you a look with the new brushes.”

You grabbed some eye shadow base before blending it out.

You grabbed a brush and started to show it to the camera before using it. “This one’s really freaking cool, because it has two sides. So I’m going to use one side for the eyelid and the other side to buff it all and blend it out better.”

You showed the brush up close to the camera before taking your eye shadow pallet and dipping into the the Smokey black shade. “This shade is called onyx.”

You tapped your excess power off and started to just place the black on your outer eyes. And the started to slightly blend it out.

“Now I’m going to grab this dark red and do the same and place it in the middle and blend it out gently into the black.” You did as you said and blended it out with a light hand and then went back in with some more of the black and blended it out a little, while giving it a bit more smoke.

Then you grabbed your make up wipe and made the cut sharp.

You grabbed the eyeliner next and with a light hand you applied it to your waterline, “something cool about this eyeliner is, one side is pencil while the other is liquid.”

You put it t down and showed the camera a view with your eyes close.

“Really nice, feels super light, no fall out, I really like this look, so i definitely recommend. Now I’m just going to finish my make up and I’ll be back to show you the finish look.”

—

When you started to record again your make up was finish and you had pull out a list on your phone of questions asked.

“This is the finish look, and I have thirty minutes before I leave to do this Q&A.”

You look down at your phone and read off the first question. “Do I plan to do a giveaway soon? Yes. I will probably post on my tiktok about it soon, so look on there.”

“Do I like video games?” You couldn’t help a little laugh that left your lips as you gave your answer. “Yes, but I rage too much so I don’t play much.”

“Any collabs soon? Yes, obviously Elf but I also plan to do a collab with @ThatgirlNobara so that’s gonna be fun.”

“Do I know Gojo Satoru and if so do I think he’s hot?” You gave a slight smirk to the camera. “Yes, but I think someone else from that group is hotter. Which will lead to the next question.”

“I noticed you follow Sukuna, what are your thoughts on him?” When you went to answer you couldn’t help the laugh and the faintest blush coming to your face. “He’s my celebrity crush, my TikTok is full of edits of him.”

“How did I get to where I am? I’ve gotten this question a lot and there’s a simple answer. Do what you love, if you love makeup do makeup. Be kind, and always have an open mind. It’s not something that happens over night you just have to have goals and the patience to achieve them.”

You did a little stretch and noticed the time. “That’s all for today, I hope you enjoyed this video and I’ll see you in the next one.”

—

Sukuna was reading the comments and he drummed his fingers on his desk.

Sukuna when do you plan to launch the Minecraft series?

“Me and the boys are gonna have it out within the next week.”

You haven’t played Valorant in a while… have you seen the new trailer?

“Valorant? No I haven’t seen but we can look while we’re waiting for Gojo to get his shit together and get on.”

Gojo’s whined out a hey from Sukunas headseat.

Sukuna switched the live to one of his side monitors and pulled up YouTube, looking up the trailer.

“Five months ago? Damn I’ve been out the loop.” Sukuna pressed play and immediately and Ad came up and it was one of those long 15 second Ad’s you couldn’t skip.

“Ugh come on. One thing I hate are Ad’s.” When the Ad came to an end Sukuna expected to see the trailer but was disappointed by another ad. “Are you kidding me.”

This one he could skip so he waited five seconds but in the fourth second you appeared across the screen stopping him and making him pause instead.

“Holy shit she’s hot.”

A bunch of who’s came from Gojo and his brother Yuji while the chat started to spam your name.

Chesterf6297: That’s Y/N

Rando101: That’s Y/N L/N she’s a beauty influencer

Toji - fushiguro: damn she’s fine.

“Who the hell is Y/N and why haven’t I seen her sooner?” Sukuna asked his chat but didn’t bother too look at the comments as the Ad drew his attention once again.

He pressed play and the Ad was talking about some make up bullshit that he couldn’t care less, no he was focused on the red that was popping out your eyes. As if you were wearing that for him.

“Dude she’s hot as hell.”

“Whooooooo?!” Gojo’s whiny voice came through the headphones once again and this time Sukuna blessed him with an answer.

“Someone name Y/N L/N.” A gasp came from Gojo as he recognized the name.

“Omg I saw a tiktok edit of her, hot as hell. Her recent video she called me hot too.” Gojo purposely left out the fact she said Sukuna was hotter just to fuck with him.

“Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny.”

Quinntonsu75: dude it’s true

Ginahjsh45: Yeah but she also said your hotter

Hislhu: Yeah she said that

Sukuna read the comments but kept his mouth shut and just watched the trailer. By the time he was finished Gojo had logged onto Fortnite and the squad started to play.

They played a few games and usually Sukuna would talked to the people he was playing with (talk shit) or he would interact with his comments and veiwers.

However in between games he was currently looking you up, you had officially peeked his interest, though he didn’t make it anymore obvious. He didn’t talk about you for the rest of the stream, but you stayed in his mind for it.

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You scrolling through your DM’s responding to people — not to the rude or weird ones, you blocked them — when you noticed that Ryomen Sukuna himself had sent you a dm.

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Sukuna: Hey.

First chapter out 🤭 this is so short compared to my other works. I’m in the works of making part two and I plan to make it way longer.

Chapter one -> who is she?

A little Q&A video — sponsored by an AD company you did an Ad campaign with — blew up over night. Fans shipping you with your newly revealed crush, who so far appears as if he don’t even know you exist. Sukuna’s reaction to seeing your AD, did not help the shipping.

Chapter Two -> you only live once.

Your new friend Nobara invites you to one of her and her giant group of friends hang out. You didn’t know it was street racing, nor did you knew if getting in Sukuna’s car during it was a good idea. But you still did it.

Chapter Three -> Happy Halloween

Halloween your favorite holiday, and this year lots of things are different. You’re doing a job you love, you’re making new friends, and this year, you’re not celebrating alone. This year, things are exciting.

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Bite me

Summary: Ryomen Sukuna was a very well known streamer, in a very well known streaming group. Known for his Idgaf attitude.

Y/N L/N is a very popular beauty influencer who is starting to rise and make her dreams come true.

You never hid that your “celebrity crush” was Ryomen Sukuna though it’s when Sukuna sees you in an AD campaign on one of his streams that he starts to know who you are.

Tropes: frenemies, friends to lovers, opposites attract

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Self destruction is… well

Paring: mafia Toji x Lawyer F!Reader

Summary: Toji was always prepared. For everything. He was prepared if cops came knocking at his door. He was prepared if his little kid — megumi — got sick. He was prepared when that annoying Gojo would drop by to annoy him. He was prepared for any insults his best friend — Sukuna would throw. But he wasn’t prepared for you.

You were a successful businesswoman. Graduated top of your class, and even own your own law firm. You were always onto the next case, never one to look back. Though when you meet a kid kid and his scary looking dad you couldn’t help but keep looking over your shoulder, always feeling like someone was watching.

Tropes: Mafia romance, stalker romance, frenimes to lovers, single dad.

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Ieiri Shoko. One of the most top Pathologist working in Tokyo. Apart of the ‘dream team’ of diagnostics. You had read almost everyone of her articles.

So when you got an offer from Shoko herself to come study under her and her team, you were so excited. This would be the best hands on experience you could get.

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You walked up to the reception lady — nervous. “I’m here to internship under Dr Shoko.” The woman slowly looked up.

She made a disapproving hum before reaching over to her phone. She dialed a number and waited for the other side to pick up.

You fingers tapped against the counter, while slightly bitting you cheek.

“Dr Shoko? Yes there’s a lady up here claiming she’s interning under you.” “Okay I’ll send her up.”

She placed the phone back down and looked up at you. “Room 165 4th floor.” You nodded and made your way to the elevators, the whole trip up you were panicking.

What should you say? What if she made a mistake choosing you? Oh god what were you going to say?!

The doors opened and their the doctor herself was standing. “Welcome, I figured I’d meet you here so I could show you the way to my office.”

You nodded dumbly and followed after her quickly as she gestured for you to follow with her hand.

She opened the door — that had her name and practice written perfectly— and held it open for you.

Once you entered you noticed to other people. They must be Geto and Gojo. Two other best doctors of Tokyo that were apart of Dr Shoko team.

“Hey, I’m Geto.”

The one with long black hair spoke up, send you a slight wave with a kind smile. You smiled back and was quick to introduce yourself as well. “I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you Dr Geto.”

You looked over too the next guy, who was tossing a ball up in the and catching it, only to continue to repeat it.

“You must be Dr Gojo?” You asked just to clarify, you didn’t want to mistake him for someone else.

He caught the ball once again but didn’t toss it back up. He turned his chair to you and looked you up and down before clicking his tongue.

“Uh huh, that’s me scrubs.” You looked down to your white scrubs before telling him your name, feeling a bad vibe from him. “Oh my name is Y/N.”

“Yeah I heard.” Okay no need to be an asshole. You thought to yourself.

Doctor Shoko cleared her throat before interrupting the little challenging stare the two of you were sharing. “Okay, now that that’s out the way. Why don’t we start taking a look at this case.”

Shoko placed a file folder onto the table for Gojo to pick up.

He placed his ball in his coat and opened the file up, Geto leaning over his shoulder taking a look as well. “Night terrors, and double vision. Kid was hit in the head at a football game recently. Nothing special.”

“This case was given to use by Yaga. We have to at least find a solution to his problem.” Geto reminded the white haired doctor.

“Here’s a solution and here’s the problem: kid has a concussion and needs to sleep.” Gojo threw the folder onto the table.

You picked it up and started to look over his case. Multiple doctors, all saying the same thing as doctor Gojo.

“This kids seen a lot of doctors.” Your voice spoke up, stopping the bickering between Shoko and Gojo.

“So?” Gojo was looking at you as if you didn’t even know how to spell toast. “Different kinds of doctors saying the same thing. If there treatment isn’t working, then the diagnosis is wrong.”

Gojo pushed himself out the chair and walked around the table to you. He was tall, over 6’ foot tall.

He looked over your shoulder and looked at the file on more time. He let out a bored hum and snatched it from you — making his way to the door.

“Gojo where are you going?!” Shoko’s irritated voice stopped him as he slightly opened the door. “I’m gonna go examine this patient, and proved all this is, is some worried parents.”

He walked out the door making Shoko sigh out in annoyance. “I’m sorry about him. He’s always my way or no way.” You nodded at her and gave her an awkward smile.

“It’s okay, maybe it was something I did?”

Geto placed a hand on your shoulder, and smiled at you. “Your interning yes?”

You nodded up at the doctor beside you. “Then maybe go with Gojo and see what he does, hands on experience is the best kind.” You looked to Shoko weary.

“You should listen to Geto, besides me and him need to go over things in private.” You nodded you head in understanding and made your way to exit the room.

You noticed Dr Gojo by the elevator doors and hurried over him. When Gojo saw you making your way over to him he clicked on the button more.

He stepped into the doors and sighed in relief when the started closing. Though that relief was short lived as your hand stopped the doors from shutting all the way.

“Look I don’t do autographs lady.”

You rolled your eyes at his arrogance and stepped into the elevator beside him. “Geto and Shoko sent me with you.”

“Of course they did.” He whispered to the sky as if he was cursing god.

“I haven’t even met you more than ten minutes and you already hate me.” You turned and gave the taller man a pointed stare.

The doors opened back up and Gojo started to walked to the patient’s room. “I don’t hate you.” He opened the door. “I just don’t like you.” And walked through it, not holding it open.

You hurried into the room and just remained at the door, not wanting to get on his bad side any worse.

“So, mark. I hear you hit your head pretty bad.” Mark nodded his head and Gojo took a seat on the counter of the room. “What I’m interested in is your night terrors.”

“There awf-awful.” Mark spoke, but stutters as if he doesn’t even want to remember it. “He hasn’t slept in days.” His mother adds on.

“Really? Says here that your last doctors recommended it and prescribed you sleeping pills. Are you not taking them?” You could already see where Gojo was leading with this.

“I- I can’t, the nightmares won’t go away.”

Gojo turned his head to you and gave you a look saying ‘I told you so.’ “Night terrors happens from two things. An injury from the head, or high stress such as sexual assault.”

Your eyes widens at Gojo’s words, they were pointed at the parents even if he was talking to Mark. “Are you accusing us?” That dad was quick to jump and question. Rightfully so.

“No, I’m telling you want it comes from in most cases, you son has had an injury to the head. So don’t worry, child care won’t come knocking.”

The audacity of this man. “Take the sleeping pills, your kids fine.” Gojo grabbed the folder and handed it to you as he walked out.

You follow him through the doors, “did you seriously have to be like that to them?” Gojo stopped and turned to you.

“In the folder it says that they’ve listened to the doctors. That they’ve taken the treatment.” He pointed to the file before continuing on. “Your argument was if the treatment isn’t working then something’s wrong with the diagnosis.

That kid admitted to not taking the sleeping pills, so he’s not taking the treatment, that’s the problem, not the diagnosis.”

You were too stunned to even speak, not like you even could, because the second you went to say something Gojo sushed you.

You looked to where he’s looking — through the window in the door — and on the other side you just seen it last second a jerk in the leg.

Gojo was quick to walk back in and ask the boy questions.

“Are you tired?” Mark was quick to not yes, but Gojo further explained. “Are you tired this second, this instant?”

“No, I’m not tired right now.” The parents were quick to ask questions but gojo only continued to question the teenager. “Did you feel that twitch in your leg?” A no came from mark.

Gojo started to flash a light in his eyes and you turned to the worried parents and started to answer there question.

“Sometimes if the brain thinks we’re falling asleep they will send a signal, to try and wake up that part of the body. The brain is thinking the body is dying.”

The couple only grew more worried and ask more questions.

Gojo took a few steps away from the boy and stood beside you. “Good job, now they think there kids gonna die.” You looked to the couple who were hugging there kid. You looked back to Gojo and noticed how blue his eyes actually were.

The doctor handed you the light he was using, “admit him over night and get the nurse to do another family history check.”

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“He was so cocky about it too! ‘Now they think he’s gonna die’ well obviously that wasn’t my intention!”

You groaned to your roommate. Maki laughed at your frustration.

“I swear imma drop out cause of him.” You placed your face into the pillow on the couch and screamed.

While Maki did find enjoyment in this, she was also always your voice of reason. “Well, you only have to deal with him for a year. Then once you finish collage, it’ll be easy to get hired somewhere.”

You peaked your head up and sighed, ”yeah but he’s so annoying.”

“Maki got up and went to throw away her bag of chips, calling out from the kitchen, “well he is a big shot Doctor!”

When she walked back to the living room she demanded you tell her more about the case you were working on.

“We’re going over possibilities of what could be the problem tomorrow. So we’ll know more then.”

At the end of the day Maki was right, one year of dealing with some cocky prick for your career to take off.

Chapter One -> this is gonna suck.

While it is your final year in your university you get an internship for one of the most important hospitals from Ieiri Shoko. You help her and study under her. You meet her two co-workers Geto and Gojo. The latter making you wish you chose a different career path.

Chapter Two -> book worm got teeth.

While helping Shoko around the Hospital, Gojo decides to test your abilities. You try your hardest to prove you deserve a spot for this internship, while he continues to downplay every suggestion you have, you finally gave him an argument he could argue back too.

Chapter Three

When Shoko takes medical leave you were expecting to be placed under Geto for supervision. The Gods wasn’t with you as you were in stead out under Satoru Gojo. A week you have to deal with the man child while it feels like he’s praying on your downfall.

Chapter Four

Gojo watched the clock tic by as you still hadn’t made your appearance through the hospital doors. He takes a look at your application and decided to pay you a little visit.

Chapter Five

Finally have a weekend off from work you decided to have a nice beach day with your friends. Only for your mentor, Geto, and their idiotic friend to show up. Gojo insisting for you all to play volleyball.

Chapter Six

Gojo finds Shoko signing a birthday card, curiosity struck. Only to find out that today was a certain student birthday. Gojo says nothing about it and carries on his work day. Though when 10 o’clock hits he’s technically no longer on the clock… right?

More coming soon…

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