sheltered reader who throughout her whole life hears about how she should only bear sons in her womb for her future husband because girls are useless and unimportant in jujutsu society but when she gets an arranged marriage to satoru and finally meets the strongest sorcerer who she assumed was just like the men of her clan, he looks at her with dreamy eyes, fist resting under his chin, and instead goes on about how much he wants his first baby to be a girl đĽš
incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso
part 2
incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso
disc: +18, do not interact if underage
Nanami has a habit of kissing your left ring finger even before you guys are married. Right from the first date after he kisses you goodnight at your doorstep, to when he's finally standing in front of you at the altar. Holding back tears - oh, who is he kidding, Nanami's only regret that day was he got your pretty ring all teary when he kissed your finger.
It comes as second nature to him, and he's genuinely surprised when you point it out - as if why wouldn't he kiss your ring finger? Why wouldn't he make a silent promise to himself that you were the one.
Not that he needed any reminding, but he makes sure to kiss your ring finger even when his blond hair grows a little grayer, his smile a little wrinklier. Still by your side, still with that pretty ring on your finger.
I really loved your career day fic and I was wondering if you could do a Shut up mom fic with the same lineup with nanami tho if you write for him𼺠đđ
Tags: teeth rotting fluff, mostly crack, cursing, jjk men as dads / fem!reader
An: I would be delighted to write this anon :) my requests are open, loves. If you want me to write a specific idea, definitely ask and Iâll try to deliver on it! also, if anyone wants to be on a taglist please let me know. So, I gave Sukuna a kid in this one because I didnât really see Yuji calling you mom or him dad. Yuji calls you two unc and auntie :)
SATORU ⢠SUGURU ⢠TOJI ⢠SUKUNA ⢠NANAMI
SATORU
âAoi, did you take out the trash?â You ask your nine-year-old son while trying not to giggle. Aoi has recently discovered pranks, and he suggested playing one on Satoru. You couldnât help but think that was an amazing idea.
Your husband was leisurely sitting on the couch, playing a game on the console he and your son shared. He was able to see you from his peripheral vision while you and Aoi were in the dining room. He didnât seem to be too intrigued by the conversation, but Satoru is a chronic eavesdropper. He canât help it with his technique and all.
âNo, mom. Why canât you do it?â Aoi plays his role perfectly, even throwing in an annoyed groan at you. Gojo cut his eyes towards you two, but he stayed silent for a moment. He knew this was your battle to face, and he wasnât usually the disciplinary parent anyways.
âBecause I told you to do it, Aoi. Itâs your chore.â You say, putting on a serious voice as you would if he had really been sassing off to you.
âUgh. Shut up, mom!â Aoi yells with a dramatic eye roll.
Immediately, you hear the game console cut off. It seems like you two had garnered Satoruâs attention. Footsteps carry into the dining room, and your all too tall husband leans against the doorframe.
Aoi sees his father, and his eyes widen. Your little actor. He then tries to walk off, but Satoru easily put his hand out against Aoiâs chest, preventing him from going anywhere.
âWoah, woah, woah, there little man. Who do you think youâre talking to there?â He interjects as his hands slowly unwrap his bindings from around his eyes, letting you know that heâs about to get serious.
âSheâs getting on my nerves, dad!â Aoi continues to play the role, even though you can tell that heâs scared shitless.
âHey, look at me.â Satoru says as he bends his knees to be eye level with Aoi. Your son complies with his dadâs order. âI donât give a shit, okay? Never, and I mean, never tell your mother to shut up unless you intend on fighting me afterwards. She says to take out the trash, you say yes and take out the trash. Do you understand me?â Satoru says as he holds his sonâs shoulders, squeezing them a bit so Aoi knows heâs not fooling around.
âBecause I donât think you want to fight me, do you?â Satoru questions. His blue eyes beam in the light, making your son nervously sweat.
âBaby, itâs just a prank.â You quickly interject with a laugh as you gently nudge your husband away from your son.
âYeah dad, I was just acting!!â Aoiâs nervous gaze flutters into an adorable smile.
Satoru rolls his eyes and playfully laughs along. âYou two are too silly, makinâ me turn off my game for this.â He shakes his head as he wraps his eyes back up.
âYou were like gonna hollow purple me!â Aoi shouts with an excited laugh, and he reenacts Satoruâs cursed technique.
âYeah, I love your mom a little too much.â Satoru responds with a grin up towards your direction.
SUGURU
Mimiko and Nanako are coming into their teen years, and recently, theyâve been obsessed with the idea of TikTok. After seeing the âshut up momâ prank all over, they knew that they had to play it on Suguru.
You, of course, agreed to help them pull off their little shenanigan.
âYou two are not going out. Itâs a school night.â You chide at the twin girls, giving them a small wink as Suguru was enjoying a cup of tea while sitting at the breakfast bar. He was scrolling mindlessly on his phone, reading the news or something like that.
âMom, please. Everyoneâs going.â Nanako pled and even threw in a small pout.
âYeah, who cares if itâs a school night?â Mimiko chimed in.
âGirls.â Suguru warned as he normally did when you were having to deal with the twins. He didnât like the idea of the girls ganging up on you.
âI said no. I bet you two didnât even do your homework yet either.â You carry on, eyeing the two girls as if they were really in trouble.
âUgh! Mom, shut up!â The girls somehow managed to say in sync. The two had obviously practiced their lines.
The tea glass hit the counter, and Suguru a stood up from his seat on the stool. âHey. I donât ever want to hear that kind of language in this house, especially not to your mother. Got that?â He said as he eyed your daughters.
Your husband was a bit of a strict father to the girls. He really just wanted them to turn out good, so he was the main disciplinary figure in the house.
âDad! Sheâs-â
âAht.â He cuts Mimiko off, and starts to walk up to the girls. âI didnât ask. Apologize to your mother this instant. Then, go upstairs and do your homework. You two are grounded from going out for at least a month.â
âSugu, itâs a prank.â You say as you canât hold back a laugh from how angry he got that quickly. âItâs a prank, sweetie.â
Your two girls were nodding quickly, holding their hands out in surrender. âWe saw it on TikTok!â
Suguru rolls his eyes at the three of you. âThat app is no good for you.â He quietly chides. âDid you two do your homework?â
Mimiko and Nanako exchange nervous glances, and they both run up to their rooms to get it done.
Your husband laughs quietly and shakes his head before sitting back down on his stool. You walk over towards him and card your fingers through his long hair. He lets out a long exhale of contentment while leaning his head into your touch. âWhat are we gonna do with those two, hm?â
âLove them and try our best to teach them.â You softly respond before pressing a kiss to his cheek.
TOJI
Toji is a pretty laid back dad. He lets you take the lead on a lot of the parenting aspects, since it comes to you more naturally than it does with him. However.. he has his moments.
âMegumi, come help me do the dishes.â You say to your 13-year-old son. Heâs in that weird stage of puberty where youâre his best friend one day and his worst enemy the next, which means he sometimes agreed to play pranks with you.
âBusy, mom.â He mumbles at the table as heâs trying to learn the hand signs for one of his shikigami. He was left learning this stuff on his own since Toji wasnât a sorcerer, and you werenât apart of the Zenin clan. You had no idea how to do the hand gestures.
âYou can do that after youâre done helping me, Gumi.â You say as you turn on the kitchen sink. Your son doesnât even acknowledge that you said anything.
Toji eyes him from his seat at the dining table, waiting for his son to comply.
âGumi. Get in here.â You finally say after a minute of him not responding to you.
âShut up, Mom!â He raises his voice at you, and immediately, Toji is on him quicker than you could respond.
âWhat did you just say to your mother, brat?â Toji grits as he stares down at his teenage son. Megumi looked back up at him mortified. âI brought you in this world, and I will take your ass out of it if I hear you speak to your mom like that again.â
âBaby, baby, baby, itâs a prank!â You say as you rush over to Toji. Megumi cracks a nervous smile, and you gently nudge Toji back.
âItâs a prank!â Megumi shouts as he leans back away from Toji slightly.
Your husband lets out an annoyed grunt. âYou two play too much. Gonna make me kill my own son.â He says as he releases Megumiâs shoulder. He walks back over to his seat at the dining table and smacks your ass on the way back.
SUKUNA
âRyu, come take out the trash!â You yell to your son. He recently brought up the idea of pranking Sukuna by yelling at you to shut up in front of him. You had urged your son that this was a bad idea, but he was persistent.
Sukuna was sat at the dining table, eating whatever Uraume had prepared for him. Usually, Uraume handled the trash as well, but you distinctly told them to leave it.
Thereâs no response.
âRyu! Trash now!â You call out again in a more frustrated tone.
Sukuna is biting his tongue at this point. There is nothing that he hates more than insolence, especially towards you. Youâre his queen, and he demands for all to respect you, including his son.
No response.
âRyu!â
âOkay mom! Shut the fuck up!â
All four of Sukunaâs eyes widened, and he put down his fork. âDomain expansion. Malevolent-â
âItâs a prank!â You shout as you spin to look at Sukuna quickly. Your son is standing behind you, quite literally trembling in fear.
âYeah- itâs a p-prank, dad.â Ryu stutters out.
Sukuna narrows his gaze, and he looks between the two of you. âFoolish.â He grunts. âBoy, come have a seat.â He commands, and your son reluctantly complies.
âIf you ever pull some shit like that seriously, Iâm not afraid to start over and make a new kid. I got nothing but time on my hands.â Your husband says while eyeing your son.
âRyuâs a good kid, Kuna.â You assure him as you walk over to your husband and rub on his shoulders a bit.
âMmm, for now.â He mumbles, and he nods his head to the trashcan. âTake the trash out.â
NANAMI
Your husband was sitting in the living room, enjoying his âlazy Sundayâ as he called it. He had a cup of coffee in one hand and a book in the other. He couldnât help but feel incredibly grateful for the life he was living right now.
He had everything he ever dreamed of: a stable job, an amazing wife, a small family in a loving home.
You were sitting next to him, casually rubbing on his thigh through his pajama pants. You and your daughter had been texting about playing a prank on your dear husband, and it was finally going to happen.
âHana, did you fold the clothes like I told you to?â You call out to your daughter as sheâs in her bedroom. Nanami turns a page in his book, still not paying too much attention.
âMom, Iâm doing something!â Your daughter yells back.
âHana, get in here and fold those clothes!â You shout back, getting a bit more serious. Nanami lets out a small sigh as he places his mug on the coffee table. Heâs normally quick to nip Hanaâs attitude in the bud.
âIâm busy!â
âHana!â
âOkay mom! Just shut up already!â She finally yells as she storms into the living room. Nanami shuts his book and immediately stares down your daughter.
âWhat did you just say?â He asks as he sits up from his cozy position. His jaw tightens a bit as he glares at Hana.
âI just told her to shut up. Sheâs being overdramatic.â Your daughter continues, playing her part perfectly.
âWhoâs her? Your mother? Youâre telling my wife to shut up?â Nanami says as he starts to stand up.
âItâs just a prank, Ken!â
âDad, itâs a prank-!â
You and your daughter both shout nervously, and Nanami looks at both of you confused for a moment. It then clicks in his head. âGod, donât stress me out like that.â He chides as he relaxes back on the couch. He wraps his arm back around you and picks up his book again.
next
Fridays are usually the day I work the night shift but I decided to take off today. Now it seems the universe canât seem to let me have an off day. Sigh, I really wanted to admire Spencer Reid today but I guess not.
Shoot, I have to pick Riko up from tutoring though. I rack my brain for a little as I get ready to leave before deciding on asking Emi if she can pick her up instead.
Now that thatâs out of the way I head down to my car, to drive to the location Kirishima sent me.
As I keep driving, the area surrounding me gets more and more unfamiliar until I reach a gate with barbed wire. Maybe Iâm at the wrong location. As I grab my phone to call him, someone taps on my window. I jump up in fright before looking to see a man, maybe military but definitely built. He motions for me to lower my window.
âAre you Kaida Ishiwaka?â He asks me, his deep voice cold and stoic.
âYes, sirâ I try to make my voice not sound shaky but Iâm currently failing.
âIDâ He states and I quickly grab my ID out from my wallet, handing it to him with a slight shake form hand.
He inspects it for it minute before handing it back to me with a nod and heading back to this little control box station I didnât see before. Not long after, the gate opens up. I drive in, through a rocky path surrounded by trees and bushes. It only takes a couple minutes before I see something that looks oddly familiar to a military base of some sort.
My guess is confirmed when I drive closer and I see military officers marching outside. I drive near the front to see woman waving at my car, so I decide to park and head to her. Once i park my car, I get out and see her making her way towards me.
âYou must be Ms. Ishiwaka, I am Sergeant Kinoshita and I have been instructed to lead you to where you are goingâ Her voice soft and gentle, differing from her muscly physique.
âLead the wayâ I say with a smile and she starts to walk towards the base, with me following on her tail.
âSergeant Kinoshita,â She glances at me, âdo you know why I was called here?â
âUnfortunately miss, I am not at liberty to sayâ She tells me and I nod, though confused on why.
Once we are inside, you can see how much the outside differs from the inside. Heroes and soldiers alike walking or talking together, this place is like a meeting place.
âMs. Ishiwaka, Welcome to the Hero Hubâ She tells me with a smile.
We continue walking till we reach a much quieter hallway, she turns to a door. She takes a glance at me before opening it and motioning for me to go inside. I walk inside the room and I hear the door close behind me. I look around the room to see all eyes on mine as a bunch of men are seated around the table, then I see one familiar pair of eyes.
âKaidaâ His voice sounds hoarse and his eyes look like heâs been crying.
âKiri, what happened? Are you okay?â I ask in worry.
âKaida Ishiwaka, age 25, quirk vital surgeâ A voice names out, like its being read out of a file.
âThatâs me, what am I here for? Because I havenât gotten a single explanationâ I ask, my voice carrying a bit of edge.
âWe need you here because of your quirkâ One man finally says, standing up to face me.
My heart drops, of course itâs my quirk. I never wanted to be involved in the hero because of my quirk, instead I chose to become a doctor. Heroes always put themselves in harms way and I donât see the point in it.
âI refuse to use my quirk unless I know what Iâm doingâ I state firmly.
âKatsuki Bakugo, hero name Dynamight, age 26, quirk explosionâ the man starts to say, âHeâs currently in a medically induced coma because his heart rate keeps dropping and even our best doctors canât figure it outâ
Katsuki Bakugo. Of course I know who he is, everyone does. Heâs been on the 20 Hottest Hero Bachelors under 30 since he turned 21. Heâs also know for his bad temper and sometimes irresponsible behavior, might I also add his dangerous looks. But heroes arenât my type to begin with anyway.
âWhat does that have to do with me?â I cross my arms as confusion paints my face.
âWe know about your quirk and how strong it is, we need you to figure out whatâs wrong with himâ He says like itâs so simple.
âAnd what I get out of it?â
âM-miss?â His words stutter out in shock.
âIâve never worked on a hero before, you can even check my file. I want to know what I get out of helping youâ
âKaida, weâll negotiate something later but right now we need your helpâ Kirishimaâs voice interrupts.
I think about it for a moment before deciding to do it.
âFine but Iâm going to need scrubs and his medical fileâ I sigh out and the menâs faces look visibly happier.
âFollow me, I show where you can put your stuff down and changeâ Kirishima tells me as he gets up.
I follow him out of the room, but once weâre out I grab his arm. He stops walking and looks back at me, confused. I just hug him, I know heâs struggling since I also know how close he and Bakugo are.
âItâll be okayâ I whisper in his ear, he hugs me tighter.
After a moment we let go and start our way there. He leads me to somewhat of like a private bedroom.
âThese are where usually heroes crash if they need to, there are a lot of them so I reserved this one for youâ He told me.
I looked around, the bed looked really comfy plus there was a couch with a tv and then the bathroom was gorgeous.
âYou can change here, the scrubs should be hanging on the back of the bathroom doorâ he says, âIâll be waiting outside.â
I find the scrubs exactly where he say there are and quickly change into them. After I tie my hair up and wash my hands. I look at myself in the mirror, today was supposed to be my day off damn it.
âLetâs go,â I tell him once I step outside, âWe donât have any time to waste.
incl: gojo, suguru, nanami, toji, sukuna
part 2
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I have been there for hours studying his labs, wounds, and every test they had initially done. Nothing really pops out until I study his neurological exam for at least the sixth time.
I have been sitting outside his hospital room with a bunch of other doctors and nurses, studying everything and trying to figure out what it was. At first they questioned why I couldnât just use my quirk, but my quirk only works when I understand what iâm healing.
I quickly got up at the revelation, startling everyone in the room. I headed into the room, pulling out my flashlight pen, opening his eyes and shining it.
âDr. Ishiwaka, is everything all right?â A nurse said as me followed her in.
âI think I figured it out but to be sure I need a specialistâ I told her as everyone else started to peek in.
âWho?â
âDr. Koharu Hoshino, my cousin.â
Not long after, I was waiting at the helipad for her. My cousin, Koharu, is a specialized neurologist because of her quirk to be able to observe someoneâs brain through touch. I see the helicopter approaching, the blades making the wind stronger. Soon they land, my cousin jumping out of it and heading towards me.
âThis better be worth it, I was asleepâ She grumbled at me before cracking a smile.
We hugged quickly before we headed inside, followed in suit by the other doctors and nurses.
âRemember that one case we had where that girl who was perfectly healthy suddenly started digressing until she was in a coma?â I asked her as I handed her all his chart and his most recent lab results.
âYeah, all her exams and labs came clean so it didnât make sense.â
âBut then we did another neurological test and it told us what?â
âThat her brain was under attack by her own bodyâ She stopped in her tracks at the realization.
We gave each other a look before we started to run towards where he was.
âQuickly, Iâm not sure if we have much time!â She said as we got into his room.
I laid his bed flat as she put her stuff down, sanitizing her hands. As she was placing her hands on his temples, other people started to feel in the room. She stayed in that stance for a minute, her eyes turning as she used her quirk to observe his brain.
âYou were rightâ She said once her eyes turned back to normal.
âBut itâs not the same right, could it be a side effect of a quirk?â I asked.
âYouâre right itâs similar but there is a vast difference.â
âDoes anyone know what the villains quirks were? Did any of them have any neurological quirks?â I asked the others.
A nurse pulled out a clipboard, âyeah, one of them had an emotion quirk.â
âThere we go, we got itâ Koharu cheered.
âNow I can heal himâ I sigh out, stretching my hands out.
Yellow light comes out of my hand, covering him from the neck up. I doesnât take me long to heal but once I do, I feel a little tired.
âHey Kai, you ok? you look a little paleâ Koharu asks, her voice fading out.
âyeah iâm o-â I start to say as I walk out with her but then everything goes black.
âHey, sheâs waking up!â A voice exclaimed.
âHey, you feeling okay?â A voice I recognize as one of the nurses.
I grunt in response, the light feeling a little too bright. I slowly sit up and actually give the room a good luck. It seems Iâm in a hospital bed, thereâs an IV in my arm and Kiri is sitting by my bedside.
âHey, you were out of it for minuteâ He said with a smile.
âHow long was I out?â I asked, rubbing my eyes.
â5 hours,â he said, âyou scared the shit out of your cousin.â
âOh, where is she?â I asked, noticing the lack of her presence.
âShe had to leave, got called to work on an emergencyâ He told me, as he poured water into a glass.
âUnderstandable, thanksâ I told him when he handed me the glass.
âShe told me you passed out because sleep deprivation, are you sleeping all right?â He asked, worry showing.
âYeah, work is just busyâ I say vaguely, but he can I donât want to talk about it.
âBakugoâs awakeâ He said, changing the subject, and it takes me to remember who heâs talking about.
âReally? Howâs he doing?â I asked, setting the glass down.
âAmazing, itâs like he was never even hurt.â
âThatâs good.â
âThe other doctors have ran a bunch of tests and he already wants to leave and go back to workâ He tells me.
âI want to see him,â he raises his eyebrow at my statement, âto see if heâs ready to leave dumbo.â
âOk, you sure you good to go?â
âYeah, my IVâs done anywaysâ I say.
He calls over a nurse who then disconnects my IV and gives me the go ahead to leave. I slowly get up using his arm, then taking slow steps all the way there. We make it there and when we enter, I can see Bakugo awake sitting in his room seemingly on the phone. Kirishima waves at him and he gives him a slight chin nod. As we approach, he ends the call and looks straight at me.
âWhoâs she?â His voice scratchy but with edge.
âIâm the person who figured out what was wrong with youâ I say before Kiri answer.
âThat was luck, I bet anyone could have figured it outâ He scoffed, my eyes rolling.
âBut they specially called me in because even their best doctors couldnât figure it out, funny huh?â My voice playful but has a slight seriousness to it.
He rolled his eyes but didnât say anything else, making me smirk.
âStand upâ I tell him approaching him.
âWhy should I?â
âBecause Iâm the one who decides if youâre ready to leaveâ I answer simply.
He grunts before standing up, clearly not pleased. I run a series of tests, neurological and physiological which he passes with flying colors. I then check his labs which look completely normal.
âYou can leave tonight, have someone take you come thoughâ I say, pulling up a rolling stool.
âYou can go back to hero work in 2-3 days after getting the go ahead from your primary care doctorâ I tell him, glancing at his chart one more time.
He does not seem happy about not going to work but I couldnât care less. I get up and start to walk out, before stopping next to Kiri.
âMake sure he doesnât work, ok?â I tell him and he nods.
âByeâ I say before walking out.
âI didnât even get her name.â
incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso
note: fluff, heartwarming! :p
part 2
incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso
note: this is when theyâve already been in the relationship for a while
incl: yuta, toge, yuji, megumi
part 1