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the last knock / s. gojo

angst and hurt/no comfort story to celebrate my 500 followers milestone.

the sky hangs heavy over jujutsu high, like it knows what's coming. well, maybe it does.

you knew you shouldn’t be out here. not with a mission in a few hours. not with the knowledge that you might not return. but there’s something heavier on your heart than the threat of death.

satoru…

you find him exactly where you expected—on big and steep stairs, those ones before you entered the vicinity of the buildings of this school. his legs lazily stretched over the steps, his silhouette outlined in the faint glow of the dorm lights. he doesn’t react to your presence, not even when you step closer.

he’s been like this ever since suguru geto left.

he sits still. ever so silent.

the night was cold but he didn't feel it. he hasn’t felt much of anything since that day. suguru geto—his best friend, his brother, his mirror, and he's gone.

actually, no… it's much even worse. he chose to leave.

now, gojo satoru is left with a gnawing question echoing inside his chest:

was it my fault?

if only he’d noticed it earlier as possible. if only he’d said the right thing to convince him. if only he had stopped him from turning into those things he once hated. if only he had fought harder just to make him stay.

but instead, he watched suguru walk away.

now, he watches everything fall apart around him and does nothing.

right now, he knows you're there. he knows you're here for him. satoru was not dumb to notice but he's too numb to care. deep inside him, he's so guilty for acting like this; like he doesn't give a fuck about your attempts, like how he lost the track on how many times he shut his door up and didn't even open up for you.

satoru, your boyfriend, was now being such a dickhead to his girlfriend, you, just because he lost someone and it hurts so bad that he didn't even think about the consequences when it would be your time to leave him.

although on your side, you don't see yourself leaving his side. you just love him so much that you couldn't risk or even give a thought of ever leaving him. although sometimes, you're starting to get them. you're starting to think if it would be the best because now, you're starting to get hurt.

back to satoru, his mind flees with memories. but not about the man he grieves but the said man is still alive, but about a woman he would soon grieve if she ever leaves.

laughter echoes through the training field.

he’s flat on his back, you hovering over him, holding a crushed popsicle wrapper triumphantly.

“i told you i’d land a hit if i bribed myself with sugar.” you grinned as you get off him and went under the tree to shield yourself from a hot summer with gojo following you after.

gojo groans dramatically. “you only won because you cheated. that what you did earlier is emotional warfare.”

you stick your tongue out and wave the wrapper at him. “it's actually called the art of distraction. do better, baby.”

he grins up at you as he suddenly blurts out—uncensored, genuine. “god, i love you.”

you blush at his unexpected declaration of his love, smack his shoulder with the wrapper, and pretend not to melt.

gojo couldn't help but to look down at the memory.

he hasn't laughed like that in weeks. maybe he never will again.

you sit beside him.

“i miss you,” you say softly.

he hears you. of course he does, he always does. your voice is something he could never drown out, no matter how much he wants to numb himself.

but he doesn’t move nor doesn't respond.

“i know you’re hurting,” you whisper. “i know what he meant to you. but i’m still here. i never left.”

you reach for his hand. he doesn’t take it. but he doesn’t pull away either.

“i’m not asking you to be okay,” you continue. “i’m just asking you to look at me. just once. before i go.”

his fingers twitch. just barely. his mind races with thoughts, you're gonna leave him just like he did.

“there’s a mission,” you say, voice quieter now. “i will leave at midnight and it’s… dangerous.” you gulped, tightening your hold to his hands. “i wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about this, but...i need and i want you to know.”

his chest tightens.

mission?

he thinks and believes you shouldn’t be going anywhere. you should be here, with him. where he can keep you safe. where he can finally—finally—say all the things he’s been too afraid to.

but he stays still. silent. cowardly.

“i kept knocking at your door,” you say, pertaining to himself, his heart. “trying to reach you. waiting for you to open up. but you never answered.”

the silence grows heavier between you.

“i love you, satoru,” you whisper, voice breaking. “even like this. even if you won't look at me again. even when your silence is starting to kill me.” your breath shakes as you remove your hands from his.

you stand. one step back…and then another.

satoru still doesn’t move.

and this time, the scariest thing happened— you’re now the one who walks away.

a few hours later, after your linear talk with satoru, you found yourself standing outside the school gates. the wind is sharp tonight. your uniform feels tighter than usual as heavily layered with seals and cursed charms.

you shift your weight, fingers wrapped around the hilt of your weapon. the black car that’s supposed to escort you is waiting.

but you refused to moved yet.

you glance back.

just once.

back at the dorm windows. the stairs. his room.

maybe… maybe he’ll come running. maybe he read the letter. maybe he will realize. maybe—

nothing.

the lights stay off. the doors kept shut.

you bite the inside of your cheek until it taste like metal as a single tear flow down to your cheek.

then you get in the car, and the gates close behind you.

satoru hadn’t left the the stairs all night. his gaze had been fixed on the horizon for hours, the darkness swallowing him whole. suguru’s absence had left a void that he couldn’t fill, but he wouldn’t let it consume him. he couldn’t afford that. not when people still relied on him.

still...

he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

he couldn’t stop thinking about the way you’d looked at him, how you’d spoken to him before you left. the way you finally broke through that wall he’d built so high—only for him to stay silent, to keep pushing you away.

“damn it,” he muttered, clenching his fist.

his phone buzzed in his pocket, and for a second, his heart skipped a beat. he thought—no, he hoped it was a message from you. something, anything to let him know that you were okay.

but when he saw the caller id, his blood went cold.

it was yaga.

"gojo," yaga’s voice was grim on the other end. “you need to come back to the campus. now.”

satoru’s stomach twisted. “what’s going on?”

“there’s been an incident. a mission. the one y/n was assigned to... it went wrong.”

he froze. his breath caught in his throat, the world around him suddenly spinning. “what do you mean, ‘it went wrong’? yaga—”

“i’m sorry,” yaga interrupted, his voice sounding small despite his usual authoritative tone. “we lost contact. it was... it was a level of cursed spirit far beyond what we anticipated. the mission...failed.”

a cold dread washed over him. satoru’s thoughts began to race, faster than his heart could follow. no. this couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be. not to you. not after everything.

“where is she?” his voice was barely a whisper. “is she—”

“gojo,” yaga said softly. “they found her body. it’s... it’s confirmed.”

these words hit him like a physical blow. his legs buckled, but he didn’t fall. he stood there on the stairs, his body trembling uncontrollably, but he couldn’t feel it. he couldn’t feel anything but the endless ringing in his ears. his breath came in shallow gasps, and for a moment, it felt like his entire world had collapsed in on him.

"oh..." he murmured, barely able to speak.

yaga’s voice cracked. “i’m sorry. i know this... it’s hard. but we need to—”

he ended the call before yaga could say another word.

satoru just stood motionless, the cold night air cutting through his clothes, but he didn’t feel it. he couldn’t feel anything. not when everything had just shattered around him.

he wanted to scream. to tear the world apart. he could do it, he could obliterate anything and everything in his path, but the one thing he couldn’t destroy was the emptiness that now gnawed at his soul.

you were gone. and it was his fault.

he had pushed you away. he had failed you. even when you had tried to reach him, tried to stay by his side, he had refused you. he had been so caught up in his own pain, so selfish, that he hadn’t seen what mattered most.

you mattered the most.

a sob broke free from his chest, raw and unrestrained, but he quickly choked it back. he wouldn’t cry. not here. not like this.

but he couldn’t stop the shaking. he couldn’t stop the tears that burned behind his ocean blue and powerful eyes.

the clock reads 2:13 am when yaga tells him. a high-level mission. classified. emergency deployment. your name was on the list and you're gone.

he found himself in your room. your room is empty. your scent is still in the air. he tears through your belongings in silence, searching for something he doesn’t even understand.

then he finds it.

a letter. crumpled slightly at the corners. tucked beneath your pillow. not sealed. not even folded neatly. like you wrote it in a rush. like you couldn’t decide whether to leave it at all. his hands tremble as he opens it, and there he saw your words.

i didn’t want to leave things like this. i kept hoping you’d look at me. even just for once. even for one last time. i kept knocking at your heart, but you never answered.

when this mission end and if i make it back, i promise i'll come and knock again.

but if i don’t…

please remember me—not as someone who left, but as someone who stayed for as long as you let her.

- y/n :)

no goodbyes. no i love you's. just silence.

his fingers curl around the paper.

then he notices something fall out of the pillowcase.

a cheap plastic charm—half-melted from a cursed technique a year ago, but still clinging to its original color. the little doodle you’d drawn on the tag is a little faded, but it’s unmistakable. a stick-figure version of the two of you, holding hands.

his breath catches.

he remembers when you gave it to him, laughing. he remembered when you told it's purpose to “keep away bad dreams.” as he once told you that he's starting to get nightmares because of the constant pressure of his godly power.

he could still hear your sweet, sweet voice, telling him: “i hope this could at least help you even when we're away from each other and you needed some comfort. you can return it when i stop being your favorite.”

but he never did and never will.

he’d kept it in his coat pocket—until the day suguru left. then that night, after their departure, satoru shoved it into your pillowcase without thinking. he believed he didn’t want to see it anymore.

but now he clutches it like it’s the last part of you he can hold.

and for the first time in a long time—gojo satoru weeps.

…but there’s no one left to hear him.

he took one last look at the horizon through your window, but it was too dark now. the sky had swallowed all the light, leaving only the blackness behind. and in the darkness, he could almost hear your voice again, your soft whisper in the letter that he had ignored for the last time.

“i promise i'll come and knock again.”

but you never did.

and now...it was too late.

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a/n: as promised for my 500 followers thank you gift, here it is! thank you sm once again guys for everything this past year despite me literally going on indefinite hibernation lol. but regardless, im looking forward for writing more stories!!

ps. i wrote the sequel of this story and i post it later.

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littlethingsinlife · 3 months ago

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All of my Satoru Gojo fics over 20k

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Take Me Home Tonight - Finished-Wc: 136k- law professor Gojo/x law student (A03) you hook up with a sexy white haired man, only to be in his class two months later!?!? How can you handle falling in love with your professor! Very witty/lots of banter, law setting-smutty and sweet

Fractured Desires - Finished- explicit- wc 95k (angsty/ toxic/smutfest) Ao3 You're Suguru Geto's girl, and he decides to 'share you'- which becomes a fkn MESS, when you find out that Satoru has wanted you all along, and Suguru isn't who you think he is. (Starts off as Sugu/reader- Extremely explicit-yandere asf)

Silent Serenades - Ongoing- wc 146k - You are promised to Marry the handsome Duke Gojo, you're the diamond after all. Only thing is, he HATES you. Now you're stuck in a loveless marriage that eats you from within. Angsty arranged marriage AU, 1800scruel Duke Gojo- AO3

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Losing Control Now- Mafia AU, nororious mobster Satoru Gojo becomes obsessed with you., the pretty bartender- but he finds you have your own secrets, and plans to save you at all costs. Lots of smut, Satoru being obsessed, mafia themes -ongoing-22.5k Ao3

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littlethingsinlife · 3 months ago

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littlethingsinlife · 4 months ago

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𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: tsu'teys love for you was unexpected... almost as unexpected as your sudden decision to leave pandora to return back to earth; a decision that left tsu'tey heartbroken and desperate to remind himself that you were not just a fleeting memory. 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: tsu'tey x fem!avatar/human scientist reader. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: angst, lost love, kissing. 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 3.1k. 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: i'm back !! it feels so good to be writing again. i hope that u enjoy my angels, mwah! (go easy on me, i'm rusty and this was not proof read lol)

tsu'tey hadn't been back to the lab in months.

months.

he downright refused to pass through the threshold of the place that you used to wander with a cup of tea in your hand and a pen behind your ear. the place where you would stay up until the early hours of the morning; papers scattered across your desk and your research journal in hand.

he didn't want to be reminded of the emptiness that now filled the space instead of your infectious laugh. he wouldn't even entertain the idea.

that was, until jake approached him one evening with a sad smile on his face.

'they found somethin'... while they were cleanin' out her desk...' jake trailed off as tsu'tey looked at him with empty eyes.

ever since your parents were called back to earth to carry out vital research and you had made the unexpected and heartbreaking decision to return home with them, tsu'tey had become a shell of a man. he no longer had the motivation to be the fearless warrior he once was; no longer had the heart to tease and give jake a hard time like he once did. he was a ghost. a consequence of your intertwined paths.

'hm.' tsu'tey simply mumbled to jake as he continued to stare at him with a vacant expression. jake furrowed his brows and took a step closer to the warrior, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

'brother, i... think you'll wanna see what they found.' he whispered as a small, sympathetic smile tugged at his lips. 'trust me.'

so, he did.

he trusted jake and followed him through the forest and towards the lab.

it was only when the lab came into view through the treeline that tsu'tey felt something other than the numbness that had become so familiar to him. he felt heartbreak. he stopped in his tracks as he leaned against a tree, looking to the building where the two of you had created so many memories.

the building where the two of you had met for the first time, when you had offered him a handshake that he refused.

the building where the two of you argued relentlessly and you had once thrown a sample tube at his head, causing him to storm off in anger.

the building where the two of you finally gave each other a chance and got to know each other.

the building where he realised there was more to you than being just another demon in a false body.

this was the building where he watched you while you worked, as the terrifying realisation that he had fallen in love with you creeped up on him like a predator in the night.

jake let out a deep breath as he turned back to his friend and offered him an encouraging nod of his head.

'c'mon.' he sighed as he lead tsu'tey towards the steps of the lab, occasionally glancing over his shoulder to make sure that he was still following.

jake forced open the airlock doors before standing aside and turning to the warrior. tsu'tey walked in, his eyes glancing around the lab as he bit the inside of his cheek; his heart feeling heavy in his chest and his legs feeling weak. it was almost as though he could still smell your perfume, as if it lingered in the air.

his eyes drifted to your desk in the corner of the lab. the desk that he would often find you asleep at after a long night of research, was now empty, as if you were never even there. he turned to jake with an irritated expression, as he tried to mask his pain.

'show me and get it over with.' he muttered, his eyes now fixated on the forest that could be seen from the small window. jake nodded anxiously as he walked over to your old desk, opening the drawer before pulling out a laptop and placing it on the surface. he motioned to the chair as tsu'tey hesitated, looking at jake suspiciously.

'you're gonna be here a while.' jake whispered with a hint of melancholy evident in his husky tone. tsu'tey narrowed his eyes at jake for a moment before he shifted his gaze to the laptop, which was now switched on. he walked over to the desk and cautiously sat down in the chair, looking at the black screen.

'what is this?' he questioned, his tone flat. jake placed a hand on his shoulder and let out a deep breath.

'i'm gonna go.' jake murmed. 'just... press this button when you're ready.' he pointed to the spacebar on the device before patting tsu'tey on the back and walking back towards the airlock doors. he glanced back at him one last time before nodding sadly and closing the door behind him, leaving tsu'tey alone.

tsu'tey blinked back at the empty space where jake was just standing before looking down at the screen. his heart ached as he noticed the finger marks on the corner of the device; your finger marks.

tears threatened his eyes as he slowly brought his hand up to the screen, placing his fingertip to evidence of your own. his eyes squeezed shut and he let out a shaky breath, leaning back in the chair as he tried to fight the pain that plagued his heart. he shook his head and opened his eyes, looking down at the blank screen. he reached out his hand and pressed down on the spacebar.

the screen lit up the room as the video began to play.

'okay, so... it's 2:42PM on the 11th of october 2152 and... i'm getting my avatar today!' your enthusiastic voice filled tsu'teys ears as his blood ran cold.

his eyes were wide as he looked to the screen. he reached out a shaky hand, his fingertips tracing the memory of you, and he felt his heart shatter all over again.

you were right there in front of him, but he was unable to feel you. unable to tell you how much he missed you; how much his soul yearned to be close to you once more.

'yawne...' he whispered as tears began to pool in his eyes.

'i'm so excited.' your smiling face stared back at him as the laugh that he fell in love with escaped your lips. 'jake got his avatar a while ago, so he said he's gonna show me the ropes. next time you see me, i'm gonna look a little different.' you tease before winking towards the camera and shutting it off.

the screen goes black and tsu'tey desperately leans towards the laptop; a sob caught in the back at his throat as he frantically wishes to be blessed with the image of your face again. a few moments later the screen lights up once again.

'this is crazy.' you whisper as you position the camera and take a few steps away, looking at yourself in the lcd screen with wide eyes. your hands run over your tall silhouette as you pose and turn, taking in the sight of your avatar. 'i look like me... but i don't look like me.'

tsu'tey brings his hand up to his jaw, trying to fight back the tears as he watches the reminiscence of the woman he fell in love with.

he sat through hours of footage.

hours of listening to you rambling about your thoughts; adjusting to your new body and the planet that you that was now safer for you to explore. he found himself smiling and laughing to himself as you stumbled around and let every thought that entered your brain roll of your tongue with excitement, but he also found himself crying as he longed to pull you close to him; to smell your scent as he ran his fingers through your hair and kissed your skin.

he continued to watch the video logs all through the night and into the morning; until his eyes stung and the morning sun lit up the lab.

'that is tsu'tey.' you whisper as you pan to the warrior who was training with jake in the forest. the camera zooms in, filming the two of them as they shot arrows into a nearby target. you then focus the camera back to you, moving to sit down by a nearby tree. 'he's not as grumpy as he looks.' you laugh and scrunch your nose. 'actually... yeah, he is.'

tsu'tey let out a soft chuckle as he listens to you speak about him with the intention for him to never hear. he felt his heart flutter in his chest, watching your gaze drift from the camera to him.

'he wasn't very welcoming to begin with... but he's been helping us train. maybe i'll actually have a shot here... on this planet.' you whisper, looking back to the camera.

your words stung tsu'tey. you were so excited for your future on pandora and what that future would hold, which is why the wound ran so deep when you left him to return to earth.

tsu'tey smiled sadly at the screen as he watched the footage; he remembered that day. and, he remembered what was coming next.

'you humans.' tsu'teys tsk could be heard in the background of the footage, before you turn the camera towards him. he looks into the lens with a scowl before motioning angrily to it. 'enough of this... thing. shoot!' he shouts as he points to your bow which is discarded on the ground beside you. you turn the camera back to yourself and roll your eyes.

'back to work, i guess.' you laugh, standing up.

'do not roll your eyes at me.' tsu'tey mutters in the background as you pull a funny face to the camera and turn it off.

'i would kill jake for a bag of takis right now.' you moan hungrily to yourself as you sit at your desk in your human form. tsu'tey is sat behind you with a puzzled expression.

'what is this... takis?' he asks you with a tilt of his head.

tsu'tey laughed gently to himself as he continued to watch the collection of videos that contained hours of footage showing the progression of your relationship. once the two of you had put your differences aside, you actually began to enjoy each other’s company and opted to spend a lot of your free time together.

'food. good food.' you sigh, turning to tsu'tey in your chair.

'we have good food...' tsu'tey mumbles, crossing his arms over his chest as you roll your eyes.

'you don't have to be so serious all the time. lighten up!' you tease him, but your attention is pulled from tsu'tey as someone enters the lab. your eyes drift to the other side of the room as one of the other scientists begins to talk to you, but tsu'teys gaze stays fixated on you. a small smile tugs at his lips as he watches you; forgetting that the camera was still filming.

tsu'tey now watched with a solemn expression; he missed having these seemingly pointless conversations with you. if he knew at the time that one day, he would no longer be able to hear your trivial thoughts, he would have listened to you talk about takis for hours.

'look at how amazing this is.' you whisper as the camera pans around the hometree during a celebration. there are many clan members dancing and having fun as your gentle laugh can be heard behind the camera. you zoom in on tsu'tey and jake who are sitting on a log, drinking and talking.

tsu'tey remembers this night, but he was now seeing it in a new light.

the camera pans to tsu'tey as he takes a sip of his drink and notices the camera. he looks at the lens with a playful annoyance, and turns away shortly after. you laugh and turn the camera to yourself, but you continue to look at tsu'tey with a soft smile.

'he's actually pretty great.' your smile shines as you sit on the ground, but your expression soon falls. you sigh to yourself and stay silent for a moment.

tsu'tey looked at the screen curiously, taking in your thoughtful expression and waiting for you to speak.

'it's weird.' you whisper as you lean back against a log. 'i'm actually really beginning to love this place.' as you speak, your eyes don't leave tsu'tey who is still sitting with jake in the distance. you laugh and look to the ground with a shake of your head, before looking into the lens. 'y'know when people talk about soulmates?' you ask to no one. 'i wonder if it's possible that... your soulmate is somewhere far, far away...' you trail off as your gaze drifts back to tsu'tey. 'like... a different planet.'

tsu'teys eyes widened at your words as he reached out and traced your face through the screen with his fingertips. he could see the love in your eyes; and he was in disbelief that he didn't see it in that moment.

'c'mon! why are you sittin' over there on your own?!' jakes voice calls out as his footsteps can be heard getting closer to the camera. the camera is suddenly pried from your hands as he takes center screen with a fangy smile. 'oh, hey video log.' he chuckles as you try to swipe the camera back.

'jake, give it back!' you shout as the camera shakes from his attempts to keep it from you.

'why? spillin' all your secrets?' he teases as the camera is once again stolen; but now tsu'tey is on the screen.

'do not tease her.' he warns as he looks to the camera with a curious expression, before handing it back to you.

'thanks, tsu'tey.' you mutter before quickly shutting the camera off.

'...and i finally caught a fish today!' you beam excitedly to the camera as you and tsu'tey sit on the steps of the lab. your avatar is scratched up from your day in the forest, but your spirits are high.

'you are learning well.' tsu'tey praises you with a nod of his head. you send him a soft smile before turning your attention back to the camera.

'you heard that, right?' i ask the camera with feigned shock. 'he's actually being nice to me.' tsu'tey nudges your shoulder and rolls his eyes.

'do not get used to it.' he mumbles before the two of you lock eyes and laugh together.

'whatever.' you tease as you wink at the camera. 'okay, that's the log for the day. over and out!' you attempt to switch the camera off, but you unknowingly miss the button and place the camera down on the steps with the lens facing towards the two of you; neither of you noticing the blinking red button.

tsu'tey leaned forward as his heart skipped a beat; his mouth falling open.

'this... this moment was documented?' he whispered to himself as his heart began to race. he remembered what followed this interaction; and he remembered it well.

'you truly do not think that i am nice to you?' tsu'tey asks with a tilt of his head, looking at you with soft eyes. you smile at the ground as you shake your head.

'no, i do.' you whisper.

'ah... so your lies were all for the camera?' he teases, bumping your shoulder with his own. the sun is setting on pandora as the two of you look out to the vibrant sky above the lab. tsu'teys fingers twitch slightly as his eyes drift to you; watching the sky with a soft smile. he hesitates, before whispering softly to you. 'do you feel as though you have found your home here?'

your eyes shift from the sky to tsu'tey, who is watching you expectantly.

tsu'tey continued to watch the footage with wide eyes, as if he was reliving this moment for the first time. his heart fluttered wildly in his chest and his face was mere inches from the screen.

a soft smile tugs as your lips as you meet tsu'teys gaze.

'i do...' you say to him as you both look to each other in a short, comfortable silence.

'well... i am glad.' he whispers once again as he raises his hand and softly moves a piece of hair from your face. his hand lingers as you look to his lips, to his eyes and then back to his lips. the two of you remain like that for a few moments before tsu'tey reaches forward and pulls you towards him by your waist.

'you are?' you ask in a breathy whisper as he nods his head and brings his face closer to yours.

'i am...' he breathes before he captures your lips with his and pulls you onto his lap. you wrap your arms around his shoulders as he wraps his own arms around your waist; the two of you kissing each other with months of hidden feelings.

tsu'tey slammed the laptop shut and pushed himself from the chair before he fell against the wall of the lab. he clutched at his chest, choking back a pleading sob. an eerie silence fell on the lab, as though he had been pulled back into reality and forced to face the truth of the situation.

you were gone.

you were both, once again, worlds apart. out of reach from each other as his soul desperately called out to you.

the footage served as a reminder.

a reminder that you weren't just a fleeting dream.

a reminder that you were real.

a reminder that the two of you shared arguments and laughter.

a reminder that you shared longing looks and harboured love for one another within your very veins.

but, it also served as a reminder that you were gone.

you were no longer there for tsu'tey to leave kisses along your skin as you sat by the river during sunrise. you were no longer there for him to hold as he traced patterns into your skin with his fingertips, while the two of you watched the setting sun. you were no longer there to dance with him by the fire during celebrations, as the rest of the clan watched you both with adoring eyes.

you were gone.

and there was nothing that he could do.

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ꕥ — Found Someone Better

Featuring — Tonowari x fem!avatar!reader [brief Jake x Neytiri x fem!avatar!reader]

About — the treatment you received from people who claimed they loved pushed you to move to a foreign land and into the arms of your true soulmate.

Content — Volume 1 = Pre-Atwow, Volume 2 = Current/Post Atwow, hurt, comfort, angst, fluff, smut [later in series], pregnancy [later in series], ooc Jake, ooc Neytiri, domestic violence [with Jake and Neytiri], implied divorce/breakup [with Jake and Neytiri], widow!Tonowari, drama, implied neglect, blossoming relationship/dating, courting // [more to be added as chapters are posted]

Advisory — Topics in this series can be found triggering to some so if you are one of those people please don’t interact. All parts of this story will have content warnings at the top of them so before clicking ‘read more’ please read them to make sure you’re comfortable with the topics that are being covered. Remember, you’re responsible for what you consume.

Notes — This is the first series I’ve worked on in a long time and I’m so excited to be finally sharing it with you guys. This series will have layers to it so get ready for an emotional roller coaster ride!!

Last Updated — Jan. 3rd 2025

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VOLUME I

Chapter One: The End Of An Era

Chapter Two: Forest Meets Reef

Chapter Three: The Foundation

Chapter Four: A New Tide — Part One // Part Two

Chapter Five: TBA

Chapter Six: TBA

VOLUME II

Chapter One: TBA

Chapter Two: TBA

Chapter Three: TBA

Chapter Four: TBA

・More chapters to be determined…

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seventeen when you call them by their name

instead of a pet name

a/n: i forgot how long writing 13 different scenarios takes T-T

seungcheol

after a long day of practice cheol entered your shared apartment late at night.

even though he was trying to be quiet you still heard the click of the front door and his fumbling around in the entryway. so you decided to get up and greet him.

“seungcheol?” you asked sleepily, rubbing your eyes as you walked out of your bedroom.

he was so taken aback by his name that he didn't even reply for a good 30 seconds.

“i'm sorry for being home late,” he frowned, “don't be mad.” he whined softly, thinking you were upset with him. why else would you use his full name?

you looked at him quizzically and slotted yourself in his arms, he seemed to relax significantly at your touch.

“i'm not mad, what makes you think that?” you questioned, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

“you called me seungcheol,” he pouted, “what happened to baby?” his pout intensified, his lip jutting out further.

you couldn’t help but chuckle at his antics, “i’m sorry, baby,” you teased, emphasizing the pet name, “i didn't know you liked it that much,” you cooed, putting your hands on his cheeks and smushing his face.

“don't tease me,” he grumbled, pretending to be upset, which just elicited another laugh from your end.

“fine, fine,” you said with your hands raised, mocking a surrender, “let's go to bed, baby, you've had a long day,” you suggested, pecking his lips and taking his hand to lead him to the bedroom.

jeonghan

you had been basking in jeonghan's company all day. it was a rare off-day for the idol and you spent every second possible with your boyfriend.

you were currently in one of your lulls of conversation, just sitting in comfortable silence on two different ends the couch while you both scrolled on your phones.

you saw a funny video while scrolling and knew your boyfriend would love it so you looked over at him and called his name.

“hey, jeonghan? look at this video,” you giggled, holding your phone screen in his direction.

but your boyfriend didn't pay you any mind. thinking he didn't hear you, you called for him a little louder.

“jeonghan? hello?” you scooted closer to him on the couch when you went unanswered again.

you poked his cheek and turned his head to make him look at you when he still didn’t answer.

“hello?” you questioned, noticing his nonchalant expression.

“oh? were you talking to me?”he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“yes? i said your name twice!” you whined, knowing he heard you but he was clearly ignoring you.

“no, you said ‘jeonghan,’” he said, making air quotes with his fingers, "and that's not my name," he pouted finally, showing a side of him that you didn't often see.

you realized what he was talking about and tried to hide a grin at his demeanor, “aww, i'm sorry, let me try again,” you cooed, going back to your previous side of the couch to reset.

“hannie... my angel, my sweetheart, my precious?” you tried, “come look at this video,” you laughed, his attention already on you as you listed your names for him.

“of course, my love,” he smiled, getting up from his spot and cuddling up to your side, “look at how easy that was,” he whispered, plucking your phone from your hands and watching the video that you had pulled up.

he pulled you into his arms and nuzzled his cheek against your head, scrolling and looking at more videos with you. “you're crazy,” you said with a laugh, pressing a kiss against his cheek, but you wouldn't want it any other way.

joshua

“joshua?” you called out from the kitchen while you were making dinner. he had been playing video games in the living room ever since his practice was over.

hearing his full name from you made his ears perk up and he quickly shut off his game, rushing to the kitchen.

“love?” he asked softly, putting his hand on your shoulder, already thinking he had upset you he didn't want to anger you further. “is everything okay?” he asked tentatively, testing the waters.

“huh? yeah, joshua, everything's fine can you just-”you said as you stirred the pot on the stove, not looking up at him while you were focused on perfecting the food.

but, when he heard his full name again and the classic 'everything's fine' line he quickly jumped to conclusions and deduced that everything was not fine.

he cut you off before you could finish talking and immediately went into apologizing.

“i’m sorry, love, i don't know what i did to make you upset but i'll fix it, okay?” he said with a weary smile, still with his hand on your shoulder, “was i on the game for too long? did you want me to help you cook? was i too loud?” he rambled, facepalming as he thought he had messed something up and made you mad.

as he rambled you slowly started to look over at him, his words confusing you to no end.

“why would i be upset?” you asked, looking at him as if he was crazy, which he was.

“what?” he questioned back, “you called me joshua and you haven't looked at me and you said everything was ‘fine’, that's like textbook upset partner.” he said, as if it was totally obvious.

you blinked at him a few times before you burst out laughing, “god, babe, you're hilarious!” you exclaimed, slapping his shoulder as you laughed. now it was joshua's turn to be confused since he was positive that you were upset.

“you’re not upset?” he questioned, you shook your head as your answer while you were still doubled over laughing, “why did you call me over then?” he asked.

you pointed to the glass jar on the counter next to you after you had composed yourself, “i was going to ask you to open that jar, dummy,” you teased.

joshua blew out a breath and quickly opened the jar with ease, “that's... it?” he questioned.

“yeah, that's it, you can go play your game some more,” you smiled, pressing a kiss against his cheek.

“but you called me joshua...” he grumbled, you never called him joshua!

“which is your name, if i’m not mistaken,” you pointed out, pinching his cheek. he swatted at your hand and groaned.

he opened his mouth to start complaining more before you quickly stopped him. “okay, okay, i’m sorry babe, you can go play your game again.”

joshua gave you a firm nod, as if he was finally satisfied with your name for him. “okay. let me know if you need anything.” he grinned, kissing your head and then strolling back to the living room.

“you’re a child,” you whispered to yourself, continuing dinner with a smile on your face.

“but you love me!” he called back, somehow hearing you. well, he’s not wrong.

jun

‘thanks, junhui!’

that was the text that you had sent your boyfriend after he told you he bought you a book from the town he was currently in on tour.

he loved gift giving and he knew you loved books so he scoured every bookshop in the town to find the perfect book for you. he excitedly sent you a picture of the book he bought and that was your reply to it.

it made his head spin with reasons of why you could be mad at him.

calling him ‘jun’ was already a rarity in your relationship, but ‘junhui’? he wasn’t sure you’d ever called him that.

‘are you mad at me?’ he texted back, getting straight to the point.

you took nearly 10 minutes to reply, 10 agonizing minutes for jun.

‘not at all, i’ll see you when you get home’ was your response.

now this reply made him absolutely spiral, good thing he was returning home today. but because of your replies to him he made a few extra stops before hopping on the plane.

when you finally arrived back home from work you opened the door and was met with your sheepish looking boyfriend and what looked like a mountain of books behind him.

“babe! what are you doing here? and what is with all the books?” you exclaimed, jumping into his arms and hugging him tight.

jun was taken aback by your reaction, his mind stuck on the thought that you were mad at him. “i thought you were upset with the book i got you… so i kind of bought as many as i could fit in my luggage to make up for it,” he said, his cheeks slowly turning red when he realized you really weren’t mad at him.

you pulled your head back and gave him a look, “what made you think i was mad?” you asked, pulling away and starting to pick up the different books that were piling up on your coffee table.

“you called me junhui…” he whispered, saying it out loud made him feel stupid, it was just a name, his name in fact.

“are you saying that you bought me a hundred books because i called you by your first name?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow at him.

he nodded his head sheepishly.

“you are too cute!” you exclaimed, giving him another tight hug, “for the record, i’d tell you if i was mad at you,” you made sure to clarify.

“okay…” he said softly, looking at the absurd amount of books, “should i return all of these now, or-” he began to speak before you cut him off.

“absolutely not,” you said quickly, snatching a book and sitting on the couch beginning to read.

jun slowly made his way next to you and laid his head in your lap, getting comfy while you read aloud to him.

hoshi

“honey?” you called out in your apartment, waiting for hoshi to reply to you. you needed help folding the laundry and hoshi was always eager to help you do whatever you needed.

you heard a distant, “give me a minute!” come from your shared bedroom where your boyfriend was no doubt playing video games again.

you rolled your eyes at his response and started folding the laundry on your own, giving him a few minutes before calling for him again. “honey? i need your help out here,” you called again, waiting to hear his footsteps.

but instead you got another, “just a sec!” which made you pull out the big guns. hoshi hated you calling him by his name, he said he sounded like you were scolding him. but desperate times call for desperate measures.

“kwon soonyoung! i said i need your help!” you called out even louder than before, knowing that would get him.

once his name left your mouth you heard fumbling coming from the room and the door opening quickly, his feet slapped against the floor as he ran over to you.

he already had the expression of a kicked puppy, “i told you not to call me that!” he pouted, standing in front of you.

you gave him a look and pointed at the spot on the couch next to you, “sit,” you said simply. of course, he followed with no question.

“‘m sorry!” he whined when you wouldn’t talk to him, “i was doing really well! you know how hard that game is, and we were winning!” he tried to explain, sloppily folding clothes next to you as he rambled.

“soonyoung?” you said, cutting him off with his name again.

“what,” he said with a frown.

“just fold the damn laundry,” you said with a sigh, grabbing the clothes that he had folded and redoing it properly.

“you’re scary when you’re mad…” he whispered, starting to fold every item of clothing meticulously so you didn’t have anything to be upset with.

he spent the rest of the day giving you his undivided attention and trying to make up for making you upset.

when you finally called him ‘honey’ at the end of the night his face lit up and you forgot why you were even mad with him in the first place.

wonwoo

you were out shopping with wonwoo when something caught your eye from the window of a store. you tugged on your boyfriends coat sleeve.

“wonwoo-” you started, but you were quickly cut off.

“try again.” he said simply, making you furrow your eyebrows.

“wonwoo?” you questioned, tugging his arm again and making him stop walking.

“try again.” he repeated, pulling his phone out of his pocket and pretending to scroll on it.

“wonwoo, what are you-” he cut you off once again with a look.

“one more time, sweetheart,” he said, pointing you in the right direction. this made it click in your head and you just scoffed.

“babe?” you tried, finally his attention turned towards you and he showed off his award winning smile.

“yes, sweetheart? what do you need?” he asked, his voice sweet as honey.

“you're impossible,” you laughed, “i want to go into that store,” you pointed at the clothing store next to where you were stopped.

“then let's go,” he grinned, pulling your hand and leading you into the store, “you know if you call me by my name people might not think we're together,” he said as if it was an obvious fact.

“we're literally holding hands and wearing matching outfits,” you pointed out, which just earned a shrug from your boyfriend as he started grabbing different pieces of clothing that he thought would look good on you.

sure, he was a subtle guy, but he wanted everyone to know that you were his.

woozi

“jihoon, i'm home,” you called out into the apartment. you had a meeting that lasted much longer than usual and it was already dark out when you returned.

your boyfriend had been home all day and by the smell of fresh food you could tell that he had been cooking.

you slipped off your shoes in the entry way and tossed your bag on the couch before slipping into the kitchen and coming up behind your boyfriend. you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your chin on his shoulder while he stirred the pot in front of him.

“jihoon?” he questioned, scrunching up his face at the mention of his full name. he didn't hate when you said his name, you just never did. “what're you calling me that for?” he asked directly, not assuming anything.

“i realized i don't call you by name, do you not like it?”you asked, lifting your head up and looking over at him, your arms still around him.

“i don't mind, i'm just used to baby,” he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “or babe,” another kiss, “love, sweetheart, honey, my one and only,” he listed, pressing a kiss to your face in between each pet name.

you couldn't help but smile at the affection you were receiving from your boyfriend, you pressed a few kisses to his cheek in return and let him resume his cooking while you watched from a seat at the island.

“but you're okay with jihoon?” you asked, wanting to make sure.

“i’m okay with you calling me jihoon,” he said, turning over his shoulder to look at you, “but don't use it too much.” he said, giving you a pointed look.

he wouldn't say it out loud but he loved the sweet pet names you gave him, even the ridiculous ones.

minghao

“what did i do?” was the first words your boyfriend uttered when he walked into your shared home.

you looked up from your spot on the couch and tilted your head at him. “what do you mean?” you questioned, not understanding him.

“i mean, i can tell you're mad so i give you permission to yell at me, just tell me what i did first.” minghao said, bracing himself for whatever you would say to him. by no means did you fight often but whenever you got angry at him he would take it.

“i’m not mad at you,” you said, opening your arms, waiting for your boyfriend to join you on the couch. when he didn't come over you deadpanned, “well now i'm mad that you're not cuddling me.” you joked, waiting for him to come over.

he slowly walked over to you and pulled you against his chest, giving you a cautious look.

“then what was up with that text?” he questioned, pulling out his phone, “you said, and i quote, just wait until you get home, minghao,” he recited, “when have you ever called me by my first name?” he said like it was obvious.

“oh! i made your favorite dessert!” you said with a happy smile, pointing to the kitchen where his treat was freshly made and waiting on the counter.

his face went soft at your happy mood and he gave you a short kiss, “thanks, love,“ he said softly, “but your text did not make it sound like that.” he chuckled.

“oh right, i didn't want to give anything away so i called you minghao, was that too mean?” you asked, hoping you didn't make him worry.

he sighed with a smile and shook his head, “just a bit,” he said honestly, “you never call me minghao,” he pouted, half jokingly but also half seriously.

“i’m sorry, love,” you said, kissing his cheek, “i won't scare you like that again,” you teased, jumping up from the couch and pulling him up with you.

“come eat! i made it all for you,” you said with a smile, leading him to the kitchen and plating his dessert with a smile.

mingyu

mingyu had a cold. and when mingyu got sick he got dramatic. he was currently cuddled up in bed while you took care of him.

you would take his temperature, give him medicine, cook him some soup, and keep him as comfortable as possible while you worked from home.

“mingyu, do you want some soup?” you asked softly, pushing his hair off of his forehead and feeling for a temperature.

his eyes shot open and his lip jutted out. “mingyu?” he questioned softly, “why are you calling me mingyu?” his voice wobbled a bit. but can you blame him? he’s a sensitive man.

“because that’s your name, baby, you don’t like it?” you asked, holding his hand, your voice softened at your boyfriend.

he shook his head at your question, he was always ‘baby’ or ‘sweetheart’ or ‘gyu’.

“sorry, baby,” you cooed, “but do you want any soup?” you asked again, hoping it would fix his mood.

“don’t want soup, i want a kiss,” he said with a little mischievous smile, then puckering his lips.

you rolled your eyes, he knew you couldn’t say no to him, especially since he was sick and was on the verge of tears after you called him his first name. “you’re such a baby,” you groaned, “if i get sick it’s your fault,” you reminded him.

“then it’ll be my turn to take care of you,” he said as if it was obvious, leaning up a bit and catching your lips with his.

sure, mingyu was a big baby. but he was your big baby.

dk had been stuck in practice all day while you had a free day. so, being the loving and doting partner that you were you decided to make your boyfriend some dinner. which also included making dinner for his 12 bandmates, but you didn’t mind. you were like a big family.

you were let into the building and made your way to their practice room, hands full of bags carrying multiple different containers full of food.

the boys were all sitting around the room during a break and you popped your head inside, leaving the bags in the hallway.

a few people looked over at you when you opened the door, but every head snapped your way when you opened your mouth.

“seokmin?” you asked, which caused some murmurs among the group.

dk couldn’t remember the last time he was called that name.

‘you better fix whatever you did wrong’ ‘why is she mad at you?’ ‘what did you do?’ different members began to ask all at once to your boyfriend, sending him into even deeper of a panic.

he jumped to his feet and made his way over to you. you didn’t look mad at him, but now he was worried. he grabbed your hand and gently pulled you into the hallway and closed the door to the practice room behind you.

“is everything okay? did i leave something on at home? did i forget to take out the trash?” he asked seriously, thinking of what he could’ve possibly done to elicit you calling him his first name.

you gave him a look in response, furrowing your eyebrows at his rambling. “no… i made you guys food,” you explained, pointing to all the bags on the floor by the two of you, “was just asking you to help me bring it in.”

“huh?” your boyfriend questioned, looking at the bags and then back up to you. “why’d you call me seokmin, then? i haven’t heard that name in ages!” he whined, tugging at your hand.

“oh? i texted jeonghan and told him i was coming over, he told me to call you seokmin,” you laughed, not thinking that he was going to take it that much to heart.

dk sighed and grabbed the bags, pecking your cheek, “thank you for dinner,” he said softly, opening the door to go back into the practice room with you trailing behind him.

his members all looked over and started laughing, apparently they were in on it too.

“you guys suck!” he groaned, “i’m keeping all this food to myself now,” he said childishly, hoarding all the bags by the two of you and trying to keep everyone else away.

eventually he caved and you all ate together, everyone thanking you and still poking fun at your boyfriend.

seungkwan

“seungkwan,” you tried to get your boyfriends attention, standing across the kitchen island from him.

his eyes left his phone and found yours, narrowing in the process. he didn’t say anything so you frowned.

“seungkwan?” he continued to stare at you and you grew slightly agitated since he was seemingly ignoring you.

“can you reply?” you asked with an attitude, crossing your arms.

“i’m just waiting for you to get it right,” he said, mirroring your body language and the amount of sass.

his words only confused you more. “get what right? you’re crazy,” you mumbled, basically having a staring contest with him.

seungkwan just scoffed and rolled his eyes, “my name! i’m waiting for you to get my name right,” he said as if it was obvious. “i am not ‘seungkwan’ to you.” he explained, putting his name in quotations with his fingers.

“are you waiting for me to call you sweetie?” you asked finally, a smile slowly starting to spread on your face. your boyfriend may be a little sassy but he was truly a sweetheart.

“maybe,” he replied simply, his arms still crossed as he waited.

you hummed at his response and then made your way around the island to hug him. “alright, sweetie, i was just going to ask where you wanted to eat tonight,” you grinned, pressing a few sweet kisses on his cheek.

his attitude instantly melted away at the pet name and he pulled you closer to him, “wherever you want, angel,” he replied simply.

it was that easy.

vernon

vernon isn't phased by much. but he does get a little salty when you use his first name on him. he says it sounds too much like a mother scolding him. so, of course, you tease him with it sometimes.

“hansol! can you come to the living room?” you called out in your home, not sure which room he was in.

soon you heard his footsteps and he walked into the room with a scrunched up face.

“yes, darling?” he exaggerated his pet name for you, hoping you'd get the hint.

you spun around in a circle and posed, showing off your new outfit to your boyfriend.

“what do you think? you like my new outfit?” you asked with a blinding smile, posing in a few different ways as your boyfriend watched.

“i think it looks lovely, babe,” he exaggerated again.

“thank you, hansol,” you replied with a sweet smile.

“you look gorgeous, sweetheart,” he tried again.

“thank you, hansol,” you repeated, trying to keep your laugh at bay.

“positively perfect, my love.”

“i appreciate it, hansol.”

“absolutely stunning, angel.”

“you’re too kind, hansol.”

“that’s it, i’m ignoring you for the rest of the day.” he finally said after surveying you for a few minutes. he turned on his heel and walked back to your shared bedroom.

“no!” you called after him, “i’m just joking,” you said in between laughs as you walked fast behind him to catch up.

he shrugged his shoulders and sat back down at his desk, continuing his previous task before you had called him to the living room.

“don’t be sulky now, i was teasing,” you pouted, putting your hands on his shoulders and turning his chair to face you.

“it’s fine, y/n,” he said with a grin, now using your own name back as revenge.

“hey! you can’t call me that!” you whined in response.

“watch me.” he smirked, flicking your forehead gently.

oh how the tables have turned.

dino

this man rarely hears his name from anyone. it’s always ‘dino’ from his friends and ‘honey’ from you.

so when you started calling for ‘chan’ while you were asleep it made his heart break.

‘who is chan?’ he thought to himself, you couldn’t be cheating on him with another guy. right? you wouldn’t do that, he knows you.

but still, once the thought got placed into his head (by no one but himself) he couldn’t help but shake it.

the next morning he was nervous, he didn’t know how to confront you, or what he would do if his suspicions were correct. so while you were making breakfast for the two of you he mustered up the courage to go into the kitchen and talk to you.

“good morning, honey,” you said with a cheery smile, noticing him right away as he made his way next to you. you caught his lips with a quick peck but noticed that he seemed a little tense. “something wrong?” you asked, concern lacing your voice.

dino just wrung his hands together and frowned. “do you have something to tell me?” he asked softly, already feeling on the verge of tears as he looked down at his feet, not making eye contact with you.

“no? what’s this about?” you asked, turning the heat down on the stove so you could give him more of your attention.

“i just,” he started, “well um…” he tried again, “i heard you talking in your sleep and you were calling out for some guy named ‘chan’ and i know wouldn’t cheat on me or anything but who is chan?” his words spilled out of him and he was talking a mile a minute while you looked at him, your eyes widening.

he was bracing himself for the answer to his question, ready for the worst.

“honey…” you said gently, taking both of his hands in yours and making him look at you, “you are chan.” you explained, trying to hide your smile since he was clearly so distraught.

“huh?” he asked, not understanding what you were getting at.

“honey, your name is lee chan,” you reminded him.

you could see the gears shifting in his head before his cheeks immediately heated up. he snatched his hands from yours and slapped his face. he was chan. and he couldn’t feel any stupider.

he was so used to being honey that he forgot his literal name.

“forget this happened…” he mumbled, walking away as you stifled your laughs.

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