canon compliant au where reader and satoru have already had kouki and are currently expecting their second baby but he gets sealed and can't see his family for a few years till he gets unsealed. the baby gojo was expecting to be born already being a toddler and seeing him for the first time wondering who this stranger is and why he's in her family's house AHHH THE ANGST
I remember, I wrote a drabble/headcanon (?) about Satoru being sealed off knowing Y/n was pregnant.
In case you guys wanna see that one it's [ here ] And I hope you enjoy this one.
Y/n and Kouki would definitely keep a photograph and tell Saika about it every day. It's ingrained in Kouki and her brain that Satoru is their father, even though Sai hasn't met him yet.
I think Y/n would take the kids away and out of reach from the Jujutsu Society so all Saika knows is that, Papa is away because he has an obligation and he's coming home soon.
When they go out they'd kiss and tell 'Satoru' that they're going out. Before going to bed kiss the picture good night and... "When are you coming home, Papa?" when they feel really alone and Y/n is working.
On a normal day, a six-year-old Kouki is busy reading a book, and a two-year-old Saika is waiting for her mother who went out to get Yakult from the nearby convenience store. The doorbell rang, the first ring... then a long interval between the second ring rang.
"Stay here, I'll get the door." Kouki stood up and walk to the camera of the front door lock. Saika however followed her big brother.
"Is that Mama with Yakult?" The little toddler asked, tugging her brother's shirt. "Onii-chan, Sai is hungry. Mama not yet?"
Kouki wasn't able to answer and hurriedly ran to the door, slamming it open. A man is squatting in front of their door, this man took off his blindfold and the familiar teary-eyed blue eyes landed on the two kids.
"I'm home..."
Kouki could not speak anymore but ran into Satoru's open arms almost knocking his father over. Saika on the other hand grew skeptical of this stranger that looks so familiar. Kouki Onii-chan is hugging the stranger so tight while crying.
"Dada?" Saika inclined her head to the side and ran inside the house.
Satoru's heart sank seeing his daughter run away from him the very first time he laid her eyes on her. She's the exact spitting image of his arctic hair and blue eyes but she's just like you, the soft eyes and adorable nose even the curve of the gentle lips. And he lost all the years of seeing her learn to crawl and stand. He lost so much...
"I'm home Kikufuku, I miss you, buddy." Satoru squeezes his son tightly, memorizing what use to be a baby now a boy who is still the same soft and tender child.
Saika came running back and stop in front of Satoru with curious eyes. Satoru saw something in her hand. Saika tug his sleeve and showed the photo frame. "Dada?" She squeaks in a cute and inquiring voice.
"Y-Yes. it's Dada." Satoru burst into a chuckle but a tear fell down his eyes, beckoning the small girl into his arms, gently hugging the fragile body, scared that he might hurt this little treasure. In his eyes and in his touch he's still his baby girl... A baby girl he finally got to hold in his arms. The baby he kept dreaming inside that dreadful place.
"I love you both." Satoru's throat tightened and kiss the crown of his children's heads. "I'm home, Papa's home." He inhaled and felt the small fingers of his daughter fiddle with his blindfold while holding the photo frame and sink her head into his shoulders silently like her brother, both just basking in Satoru's presence.
"Satoru?" The hard thing fell on the floor and your shaking voice rang in their eyes.
Satoru's heart painfully clenched, you lost so much weight and your shoulders are slackened. You wasted no time and envelope them in your arms, kissing your husband's forehead while tears stream down your face.
"I'm back Baby, I'm home Y/n," Satoru smiled and for a long time, his heart raced so hard it might break his ribs but he is feeling a sense of peace. The family he fought hard to come home to is finally right here in his arms.
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The Curse of being a Gojo and the Blessing of Death
summary: losing the will to live and accepting death as Gojo's sister
genre: angst, no happy ending
words: 1k
Being a Gojo was an absolute curse, and even worse was that I was born a woman. Eventually, you get used to the neglect, the hurtful words they strike you with all because you're his weaker sister.
Adding more to this sob story, the higher ups absolutely despised me and if it wasn't for my cursed energy, they would have done what they did best. Eliminating those they fear because they know they can't handle power.
All I've ever wanted was to feel like I belonged somewhere. Where someone could just, understand how I feel and appreciate the things I do. A group of people to laugh and spend time with.
"Why did I have to be his sister" is all that ever comes into my head. I try to hate my brother, but how could I hate the person almost everybody loves and cherishes so much. I just wish we could be like family instead of being rivals I never wanted us to become.
After all that's happened in my life including the event here in Shibuya, maybe I can actually be worth something for the community for once.
Maybe I can finally give up my dream of creating a stronger connection with my older brother.
Give up on the dream that I could live happily among them
Letting go of the thought that they'll accept me as a woman.
Laying on the floor right now, it's pretty cold. Never been colder in my life before even after experiencing all their stares. Can't feel my legs, they're heavy, too heavy. And my fingers don't move too. Am I dying?
But why does it feel so... calming. I've always thought was death was a terrifying experience.
No one in my life ever cared expect for Fushiguro-san. He knew I was capable of being strong and even said that he wanted to duel when I was on level with him. He said I could do it, which implied that he believed in what I could do. Tears were always brought to the back of my eyes. He cared for me.
I could only talk to him a few times, and it would always be in the most discreet places where I could come across him. But despite only having a few conversations with him, I treated him like a friend, a brother, and even like a grumpy dad.
I laugh at the thought of him driving me to school, which would never happen. But does it really matter what I think right now? The blood is leaving my body really fast, and Toji isn't here anymore. The only person who ever cared and appreciated my existence.
My brother's sealed in a box, and I couldn't help at all. He'll probably hate me so much when he gets out. No, he will hate me. Give me that stare that I fear everytime. His voice cold unlike his usual tone to everyone else. Why does brother hate me so much.
No one's around, last person I saw was Shoko, right before I left where her and Yaga-sensei were located. I wasn't even informed of the disaster but now I'm a victim of it. I guess this was the biggest blessing of my whole life.
Yaga-sensei removed the collar suppressing my cursed energy and told me I wouldn't need it when I get there. These moments only happen when I'm out on a mission to kill curses of higher grades. Always being accompanied by someone who has the ability to unlock my collar, like I'm some kind of dog.
The lights are getting brighter, what's taking so long. Why can't I just die already, it's hurting so much. I cry at the pain, I never wanted pain, no one does.
"GOJO-SAN!!" a voice yells in the distance.
Oh, it's that strawberry haired boy, with tiger stripes.
They've always refrained me from meeting him, probably cause he's got the soul of an angel. They didn't want me forming good connections with everyone fearing I'll get too comfortable and possibly overcome and be stronger than my brother which doesn't make sense at all.
I've only ever caught a few glimpses of him, he's hella cute, and his iconic red hoodie specially designed just for him that makes him stand out. I'm thinking a lot right now, I guess this is what happens when you die slowly and try to relieve the pain by having your mind busy with thoughts.
"Gojo-san, what happened?! I'm bringing you to Shoko-san right now, stay with me!" Yuji says as he picks my body up carefully, securing my limbs in place before he sprints to where we're heading.
"Thank you yuji, for caring. It feels really nice, to receive your kindness. You're a good kid" I tell him, my voice hoarse and light.
I don't even think he heard it, but I can't deal with the pain anymore. Almost like, I can't feel anything too. Can't hear his heavy breathing hoping to get me there on time, the wind rushing by us, the sound his feet make when it comes into contact with the ground.
"Gojo-san?..." Yuji slows down
Gojo Y/N sleeps eternally, in the hands of a boy who holds a curse within him
Gojo Y/N is finally at peace, after being neglected all her life
They lay in in Yuji's arms, a soft smile displayed on their lips with their eyes closed.
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