Jujutsu Kaisen x Reader one shots

Nanami

Nanami's eyes scanned the bustling streets of Tokyo, his steps matching the rhythm of the city. Amongst the countless souls surrounding him, he felt a profound sense of solitude. His days were filled with exorcising curses, but he often longed for something more.

A sudden commotion caught his attention—a trio of high school students trying to fight off a curse. Nanami's instincts kicked in, and he swiftly intervened, his blade slicing through the supernatural threat. As the dust settled, he turned to leave, but his gaze met a pair of eyes he couldn't easily dismiss.

"Thank you," the girl whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the clamor.

Nanami's eyes narrowed. There was something different about her, something that sparked a glimmer of familiarity. He couldn't ignore the pull in his chest, and against his better judgment, he approached her.

"You shouldn't be involved in this," he warned, his tone curt yet strangely concerned.

The girl's expression shifted, her eyes showing a mix of determination and vulnerability. "I... I want to help people like you do."

Her words pierced Nanami's heart, reminding him of the dreams he once held. He knew the path she sought was treacherous, but he also knew the desperate yearning for meaning in one's life. It was a struggle he had faced himself.

"Come with me," he said, his voice softened by an unexpected tenderness. "I can train you."

Her eyes widened, surprise and hope mingling within them. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, accepting Nanami's offer. And so, their journey began.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Nanami found himself growing closer to the girl, whose name was Y/N. As he taught her the ways of jujutsu, he witnessed her unwavering determination, her resilience in the face of adversity. The emptiness within him slowly subsided, replaced by a budding warmth he hadn't felt in years.

One evening, as they sat on a rooftop, watching the sun paint the sky in hues of orange and gold, Y/N turned to Nanami with a mixture of gratitude and sadness in her eyes. "Nanami-sensei, thank you for everything. You've changed my life."

Nanami sighed softly, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "You were the one who changed mine, Y/N. I had forgotten what it meant to have someone to fight for."

Y/N's hand reached out, her fingers intertwining with his. "We fight for each other now."

Their connection deepened, their hearts entwined. Yet, despite the growing affection between them, Nanami knew he couldn't escape the harsh reality of their world. Jujutsu sorcerers lived fleeting lives, one step away from a tragic end.

On a moonlit night, they faced a powerful curse that threatened to consume them. Their teamwork was flawless, a testament to their training and their bond. But even so, victory remained elusive. Nanami, battered and broken, staggered back, shielding Y/N with his own body.

"Nanami-sensei!" Y/N cried, fear and desperation etched across her face.

He struggled to keep his voice steady. "Y/N, listen to me. I need you to run."

Tears welled in Y/N's eyes as she shook her head. "I won't leave you behind!"

Nanami's grip tightened on her arm. "Promise me, Y/N. Promise me you'll live."

The curse's power intensified, threatening to overwhelm them both. Y/N's voice trembled as she choked out her promise. "I... I promise."

With that, Nanami pushed her away, his body shielding her from the curse's impending attack. He bore the brunt of the onslaught, his strength waning with each passing moment. As the curse dissipated, Y/N turned back, her heart shattering at the sight before her.

"Nanami-sensei!" she cried, rushing to his side.

His body lay still, lifeless. But the gentle smile on his face spoke of peace he had found in his final moments. Y/N cradled his head, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Nanami-sensei... I'll keep fighting for you. I'll honor your sacrifice."

She stayed there, whispering promises into the night, their bond transcending death itself. The world had lost a dedicated jujutsu sorcerer, but in Y/N's heart, Nanami would forever live on.

Years later, as Y/N faced her own students, she imparted the wisdom she had gained from Nanami. His legacy burned bright within her, a reminder of the ties that bound them and the strength that could be found even in the darkest of times. And though her heart still carried the weight of loss, it also carried the love that had blossomed between them—a love that defied the boundaries of life and death, transcending the pages of time itself.