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"just friends"! r. sukuna helping you move in to your dorm / fluff, crack, suggestive modern au, college au

"just friends"! sukuna who you had to bribe with 2 shots, a beer, and his choice of movie for your next movie night just to get him to help you move you things into your new dorm.

"just friends"! sukuna who complain about how heavy all your things are, but also refuses to let you carry more than one bag at a time.

"just friends"! sukuna who laughs at you when you try and build the furniture you brought with you, just to also fail at making the same shelf. (y'all had to get a new one because he broke the first one out of rage. he paid for it at least)

"just friends"! sukuna who grumbles about how it would have been easier if you had just moved into the free room in the apartment he's renting out. When you blush at the thought, he messes with your hair saying "someone's thinking dirty, eh?". Like he wasn't having the same thoughts.

"just friends"! sukuna that sneers when your parents call asking about how moving in is going. You tell them that your friend is helping out, which causes Sukuna to physically recoil at the title. Right, you two are "just friends". Right....

"just friends"! sukuna who, after helping you with the fitted mattress cover, pulls you into bed. He's practically suffocating you with his muscles, strong biceps curled around your torso and his toned legs tangled around your own.

"What are you..." You trail off as Sukuna buries his head into your neck. He doesn't; say much, just inhaling your scent. It's intoxicating to him. When you try to pull away, he brings you back. "What? Can't friends cuddle every now and then?". You laugh to yourself, knowing that he'd rather be caught dead than be anywhere this close to his other friends.

"just friends"! sukuna that asks who the hell your roommate is anyways. You decide to screw with him, just a bit. "Oh, he-" The sentence doesn't even end before Sukuna flips you both over, now hovering above you.

"The fuck you mean 'he'?" No words leave your mouth, as much as you wanted to tell him you were messing around. His eyes darkened with an unfamiliar emotion. Angry? Confusion? Jealousy?

He couldn't be jealous, no. You guys are just friends anyways.

"Just friends? You reallyyy think that's what we are sweetheart?"

Shit, didn't mean to say that out loud. It didn't matter through, since your heart was beating intensely at the nickname.

Sukuna's devilish glare moves from your eyes to your lips. Neither of you make the first move, but knows what you and the other person wants. You decide to act first, leaning towards him. Sukuna was overwhelming all your senses, the warmth of his body transferring to yours. You close your eyes, waiting for him to meet you.

Just as your lips were about to meet, Sukuna raises his hand and places it between you. You look at him in confusion, with slight anxiety. Did he not want to..

"Sorry sweetheart, but not yet. Not while we're 'just friends'. Let me do you right, 'k?"

You watch as Sukuna hops off the bed, and goes back to the shelf he was making. What. the. fuck?

Sukuna looks up at your confused face, thinking cute. "C'mere and help me build this. Then let me take you out, aight?"

"just friends"! sukuna who doesn't let it show, but he really does not want to mess it up with you. He wants to take it slow, because he really does care about you. While he hates being "just friends", he'd rather be just that than mess up and be nothing to you.

moved into my dorm !! wish I had sukuna to help me with me stuff I packed my whole life and a half T-T

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Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

in a world of boys, he's a gentleman !

menu fluff : ♡ Angst : ☆ Suggestive : 𖦹 Crack : ✦ Smut : ᛝ

gojo satoru

frat boy! gojo with shy! reader drabble ♡ "do you wish you were taller?" ♡ 𖦹 ✦

nanami kento

taking care of overworked!wifey ♡ from the start ! -> your husband nanami faces a curse, and is now... several years younger ??? ♡

ryomen sukuna

"just friends" sukuna helping you move into your dorm ♡ 𖦹

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For you, dear reader, always

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rage baiting g. satoru / crack, fluff, suggestive

"so like, do you ever wish you were taller?"

You had to hold your own breath to stop yourself from laughing, watching your boyfriend gojo satoru halt his entire self. He was peacefully preparing some food in the kitchen, before pausing at your question. Knife mid chop, body stiff like a statue. You swear that he even stopped breathing for duration of time.

A few beats pass, and Satoru puts down everything in his hands. He's still facing away from you, but you can only imagine his face right now. Your boyfriend steadily turns his head to your spot in the living room, which reminds you of how owls slowly turn their heads. He finally breaks the silence.

"I.. w-what?"

He. fucking. stammered.

Somehow by the strength of God alone, you maintain a straight face.

"You know, have you ever imagined having some extra inches in height?"

Your gaze meets his, and his sharp blue eyes are absolutely unreadable. In less than a second, Satoru strides to stand right in front of you. While you may not necessarily be the shortest or tallest, Satoru always towered over you.

Your boyfriend, and his six foot three/190 cm tall person, towering over your own figure.

"Baby..." he speaks, voice low and steady, "what, and I mean, the absolute fuck do you mean by 'do I wish I was taller'???"

Screwing with him was too easy, it almost makes you feel bad.

Almost.

"I dunno, I was just thinking what if you were a bit taller? Like maybe if you were as tall as Nanami?" You smirk fully knowing that Nanami was just short of Satoru's height.

All hell breaks loose.

"WhAT??! No, no no no! First off, I AM tall. I don't need to be 'taller'. Also, the fuck? Nanami is shorter than me. SHORTER.THAN.ME. Here, look at this picture of us. See, he's shorter. Look see-"

The gates holding back your amusement breaks, and you let out the most boisterous laugh. Full on cry laughing. In between your feats of laughter, you manage out some broken words of "I was joking" "you make it so easy" "you don't need any more height to you".

Satoru is watching you lose it, before realizing that you had just successfully baited him.

Well, two can play that game.

Before you can process, Satoru picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder. You flail and kick your legs in his hold, before he lands a nasty smack! on your ass.

"'Toru- where are we- why are we going to our room???"

You can't see, but Satoru has the meanest smirk on his face.

"Hmm? I might not be taller, but I'll show you where those extra inches went too."

You really should rage bait Satoru more often.

a/n : inspired by me rage baiting my guy friends about their height (I have 5'1 ft /155 cm

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OMGG ??? I'm here for just a little over a week and woah 🥹🥹 thank you guys so much !!

I have some jjk blurbs and dabbles planned out, but I wanna do some more SMAU's ! So if you have any ideas, feel free to drop it in my inbox <3

Again, thank you so much love you all 🥹

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hiiiii...I was kind of thinking what if, teenage nanami meets his wife in the future??? Like what if nanami was facing a curse that could turn back time???and it turned him into a teenager orrrrr his wife travels to the past and meets him...and he will be so in love no matter the timeline🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

from the start !

⟢ : your husband nanami faces a curse, and is now... several years younger ??? a/n : AHH I LOVE THIS CONCEPT SM !! I added my own twist to this, so I hope you enjoy ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა cw : inaccurate description of how curses work, fluff, brief angst, gojo + shook cameos, nanami and gojo turn back into teenagers, profanity, no beta I tried my best, guys its just sweet fluff word count : 1.9 k words

You were going to kill Gojo.

Ok, maybe not actually kill him. His damn infinity wouldn't let you. But you have decided that you would start stealing all his blindfolds and sunglasses at any given time you could.

You got the call a few hours ago. It was never a good thing if Shoko calls without a heads up. Especially since you knew that your husband, Kento, was recently put on a last minute mission, curtesy of Gojo. It was a lazy day, one where you and Kento were just relaxing in each other's company. Out of nowhere Gojo barges into your shared home, drags Kento away, yelling something about "buddy bonding time".

The phone call startled you, especially when the first thing Shoko said was "Hey, something happened to Nanami and-".

You never heard the rest, just dropped everything you were doing and drove immediately to the school. Panic flooded your veins. What could have happened?

Nanami himself was a grade 1 sorcerer, and Gojo was the strongest. Maybe he got hurt. It wasn't ideal, but it was better than the worst of both your fears. He had to be ok. But if he was ok, why hadn't he called? Oh god, your mind was spiraling. He was ok, he was ok, he was ok-

As you get to the school, you’re greeted by Shoko and a confused looking Ijichi, both hovering in front of the clinic door. You start stammering questions, mostly broken words of "Where's Kento?" "Is he ok?" "If Gojo isn't dead I'll kill him myself".

Shoko places a hand on your shoulder. "Breath. Nanami is fine. He's not hurt, per se. And Gojo is still alive, but go ahead and kill him if you want ". You glance over at Ijichi, who nods in confirmation that everything Shoko says is right. He gives you a reassuring look before excusing himself out. Finally inhaling something other than shallow panicked breaths, you finally calm down.

"Ok, ok, but where is he? And, what do you mean per se?" Shoko grimaces at to your questions, almost like she doesn't believe what she's about to say. Well, she honestly doesn't believe what happened either.

"Look, they encountered a different kind of special grade curse. From what we've gathered, Gojo got slightly impacted before Nanami pushed him out of the way" Shoko leads you in front of the door, gripping the knob without opening it quite yet. "Like I said, they're ok. But just... don't be too surprised when you see what happened".

The fear slightly settles back in again. Shoko opens the door, and you're first greeted by Gojo, his back facing you. You see it immediately, that Gojo seems slightly.. shorter? Sensing your presence, Gojo turns around, revealing your husband next to him.

Your husband, Nanami Kento. Your husband, who is now an oddly splitting image of his teenage self???

"What the fuck?"

"Hey, Nanamin look! Isn't that the girl you like?" Gojo nudges Nanami, before the latter's face bursts in shades of red. Nanami scoffs, before bowing to you.

"Apologies for him. Gojo-san, please, stop".

You're still staring straight at what seems to be the teenage version of Kento. You blink once, twice. Maybe if you blink hard enough, the world will start to make sense because why the hell do the men(?) in front of you look as they do when you first met them in high school?

Shoko closes the door behind you , and stands to your side. "This is what I meant. Your husband and the dumbass got hit with some age reversing curse." You notice Nanami's eyes dart from your eyes to your ring finger, which houses the matching gold band on his hand. Somehow, his blush darkens. Gojo pokes at Nanami, and he slaps his hand back in return.

"I tried my reverse technique as best I could. Don't worry, this isn't permanent. I spoke with Yaga and these effects should fade by tomorrow morning". Shoko moves from her spot and stands between you and Nanami.

"Nanami-san, this is your wife, Ms. Nanami". She turns to you. "Oh, uh, you should know that their memory is as it was the age they are right now. Again, you can relax. Gojo's already remembered some of his memories. Nanami will remember within the nest few hours". Shoko pushes Gojo out of the door, telling him something about giving the couple some privacy. Despite the impact of the curse, Shoko still treated Gojo all the same, as she had all the years they'd known each other.

That makes sense, you suppose. You take a clearer look at the your husband. Nanami seems around ten years younger, while Gojo had looked like himself when he was in his twenties. Given what Shoko mentioned earlier, the effects of the curse are fading faster as Gojo was less affected. And he was probably too stubborn to get affected anyways.

"I.." Nanami tries to speak up, and you finally take a good look at him. Your husband, the one who left this morning before getting turned into a teenager, always held himself with confidence. He was the epitome of professionalism, the perfect mix of stoic and alluring.

Seeing him now, you've almost forgotten about the timid boy you had met all those years ago. A soft smile finds its way to your face, the first one you've let out since this whole fiasco started. You reach out, and pull him into a tight hug. This whole thing was weird, but that didn't matter. He may have been hit by a curse, have forgotten the last 6 years of your relationship ship, but he was ok. He was here, alive and in your arms.

While you're being all sentimental and emotional, Nanami is barely keeping himself together. He doesn't remember how his day started, but all he knew was that a few hours ago, he was with his senior classmate Gojo Satoru, and that they had just defeated a curse. It was already jarring seeing Ieiri-san taller, more tired than he remembers. His head ached immensely, and all he wanted was to take a nap.

Before your arrival, Shoko had ordered that he and Gojo stay put in the room, while she went to "mentally prepare" someone. She didn't mention who it was, but Nanami knew the moment he heard your panicked voice from the other side of the door.

"Shoko, please, is Kento ok? I just need to see him-"

You were concerned about him? That didn't make sense. Sure, you two were in the same class, but you were both on very different social levels. He mostly kept to himself, if not with his best friend or dragged along with his seniors. The same seniors who you conversed with as if you'd known them your whole life. More often than not, people assumed you were a third year with how often you were around Shoko and her friends. But the truth was you were in Nanami's class.

Both of you were so opposite, yet this difference is what intrigued Nanami. You intrigued him. He couldn't figure out why his heart skipped a beat whenever he heard you spoke. Why it fluttered whenever you were around. And no, it couldn't be a "crush", as Gojo-san suggested. (spoiler, it was)

He didn't know what he was feeling, or why, but he knew you were the source. Nanami pulls away from the hug, wanting to see your face. However, he's met with another unfamiliar feeling. Tears are pooling in your eyes, fighting to stream down your face. To you, these were merely tears of relief. To Nanami, all he knew was that he did not like seeing you cry, and it was hurting his heart.

His body moves before his brain processes, almost like muscle memory. Nanami reaches out to wipe your tears, while muttering out a small "It's alright, please, don't cry on my account".

You fight back a chuckle. Curse be damned, this Nanami was still a version of the Kento you love. The same Kento that you had always had a crush on in high school, despite not confessing your feelings for another few years later.

You two stand in silence for a few more minutes, brains processing and catching up to everything that's transpired today. Your voice speaks up first.

"Let's go home"

Shoko was right about the effects being temporary. By the time you and Kento arrive home, he's regained his memories to the point where you two had already been dating. He looked around everything analytically, looking at the pictures that lined against the walls of your home like he was learning rather than reminiscing . His heart did beat a little louder when he saw the wedding photos. You swear you hear him say under his breath "how was I this lucky?". You'll tease him about that when he's back to his normal self.

"Kenny, are you hungry? Let me warm up something for us". As you move around the kitchen, Nanami watches with awe. He curses himself for not fully remembering you just yet, but he can't help the warmth that engulfs him as he walks around your, no yours and his home. In a world that's filled with curses and dread, he just can't believe that he has something so precious in his life.

The rest of the night you both enjoy each other's company is relaxed silence, similar to that before Gojo had taken him on a mission that morning.

Kento walks out the bathroom, having gotten ready for bed. He spots you grabbing some pillows and blankets, and before you leave the room, he stops you.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, I figured you'd want some privacy before, you know, the curse wears off. You can take the bed, I'll go on the couch-"

Kento snatches the pillows from your hands. He looks disappointed, but you know this look of his. To others, it looks like he's simply disappointed at the situation, but you knew better. This look was aimed at himself.

"Absolutely not. What kind go boyfriend- man-.."

"Husband?"

Kento blushes, still not used to the title. "..Husband, would I be to let my wife sleep on the couch. No, I'll take the couch instead".

You knew better that when he uses the tone, theres no changing his mind. Sighing, you accept his deal, and walk back towards your bed. As Kento goes to close the door, he softly smiles at you. You return it back, before the door closes and you're left alone in your room.

Despite him being in the same house, it was odd going to bed without him, or sleeping without kissing Kento goodnight. You suck it up, knowing that it'll go back to normal tomorrow.

The sun pours its way through the window, filling the room with its light. You go to turn your back away from the bright light, before you realize a weight on your back. Turning your head, you are greeted with the face of your husband. Your husband, back to his regular self. He must've returned to his regular self during the night, and joined you after.

You don't get more than a few seconds of admiring his face before Kento opens his eyes. A light smirk makes it ways to his face, before he turns you over to face him fully.

"g'morning, my love. I'm sorry that I worried you, but I'm here now." Kento presses a soft kiss against your lips. He pulls away, just for you to pull him back into another one.

"making up for last night.. didn't get my goodnight kiss". You spoke between kisses.

An hour later, you're both still in bed, basking in the dawns light, before Kento speaks up.

"I didn't realize it, but I've always loved you from the start. Even before I knew what that meant, I knew it was going to be you. Thank you, for loving me and letting me love you".

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got cracked last night !!

⟢ : in which you tell your man that you wanna get cracked (you meant you wanted them to pop your back) a/n : inspired by those "got cracked, everyone getting ___ " vids on tt ! also pls ignore inconsistencies and mistakes, its baby's first SMAU here <3 cw : crack, suggestive, language, MDNI ft : Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento

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𝜗ৎ thinking of rich frat boy bf! gojo satoru with his shy! gf modern au, college au, fluff

Thinking about rich frat boy! gojo satoru who, while born into old money, is dripping with the aura of a man with new money. Gojo who swipes his metallic black card way more than he shows up to his classes. Gojo, being the president of his frat, who is infamously known all across campus for hosting the wildest parties.

Despite his already stained perception as the campus play boy, being the heir and sole inheritor of the Gojo business, and having the reputation of a dumb, rich himbo, Gojo is also known for one very out-of-character aspect of his life: You.

You, his sweet, shy girlfriend. While Gojo prefers drinking God knows what during his weekly ragers, you prefer staying in your dorm bingeing the newest season of your favorite show.

To those on the outside, it's always a mystery on how you two even started dating. You've heard every rumor under the sun. Some of your and Gojo's favorite include:

"She/he must have blackmail on the other person?" Inaccurate. Kind off. There was no blackmail before your relationship. Now though? Gojo has a whole album of you whenever you sleep over at his. Most are cute pics, but there's some of you drooling or sleeping in the most uncomfortable positions. You have several photos of Satoru not looking his best (your fav one was when he was drunk once, and had been bear hugging his friend Nanami's leg for an entire party.

"Maybe it was a dare?" Not horribly wrong, actually. Suguru, Satoru's best friend and co-president of the frat, did dare him to ask you out. Unlike the rumors though, the reason why the dare was initiated was because Suguru was sick of Satoru constantly talking about you, instead to you. Suguru knew of his best friend's crush on you before the man himself did.

"It's because of his money! That's why she's with him" This one is both Gojo's most and least favorite rumor, all under the same reason. Why? Because it is the farthest from the truth. It severely mischaracterizes you and your personality. Gojo has been with people who have used him for his wealth, and never once had e felt this with you.

Flashback to the first date you both had gone on together. Gojo had taken you to your favorite cafe (the same one he had first met you in). Gojo got the sweetest, most cavity creating option the cafe had, with a slice of cake to top that off. You had ordered your drink, one of the cheaper options available. Immediately, Gojo turned and ask if you were sure you didn't want anything else.

"Hm? Oh, no, it's ok. I don't want you to spend to much on me"

Three things happen to Gojo's heart at the exact same time.

It beat a little faster. This was just because he loved hearing your voice. At this point he hadn't really heard too much from you, so he always hooked onto every word you spoke.

It stopped for a second. Did you just insinuate that he couldn't afford for your order? No, it wasn't that. No, he was just shocked. Everyone knew about his money. Everyone knew that he also wasn't the type of person who'd demanded to be paid back. All his life he was either told to spend more, or that he can always afford things.

It fluttered. For the first time, Gojo realized that he finally met someone who wasn't interested in his money or his reputation. You, someone who lived in a completely different world as him, had never seen him for the "Gojo" name. This was the first official date he took you on, but he knew in this moment that he wanted to be everything for you.

"uhm, 'toru? You there? I can pay, if you want-"

You'd never seen a man snap out of it so fast and pull out his credit card so fast before.

Gojo doesn't care about the rumors. However, he knows how it can sometimes get to your head. Best believe he'll hold you tight, assuring you that nothing anyone was saying was true. He doesn't really care for anyone but you and his friends. When you tell him about how to that one group in your english class who always talked about your relationship just mysteriously all dropped the class, Gojo just shrugs the thought. His wallet that day was a little lighter, cause after all, bribery costed a lot.

But you were always worth it. No amount of money could amount to how much Gojo values you.

I have so much planned for college au jjk, inspired by me going to college soon <3

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ᝰ.ᐟ nanami kento taking care of overworked! wifey reader

Nanami notices the difference in your usual bubbly and energetic attitude the moment you walk into your shared home. It's like a sudden drop in the atmosphere, and Nanami has the immediate urge to fix whatever has made you feel off.

He moves from his spot off the couch, carefully putting the book he had been reading down on the coffee table. A few long strides and he's by your side, taking off your jacket and taking your bags for you.

While blinking away the tiredness and stress from the day you just had, Nanami moves down to carefully scoop you in his arms, carrying you bridal style. Immediately, you can feel the warmth and love reserved for you and only you through this close proximity.

"long day, I'm assuming?" Nanami all but whispers in that low, deep voice that always gets your head all fuzzy. You nod, too tired from your day to pull out a verbal response.

Nanami presses a gentle kiss against the temple of your forehead, while walking towards the bathroom. He sets you down on the counter, while getting the bath ready. Before you realize, Nanami has already set up the bath, bubbles and all.

Your husband helps you undress, and helps you step into the bath. If the waters warmth and the gentle aroma wasn't enough to relax your mind and body, Nanami reaching down and shampooing your hair really sealed the deal. And all the while as Nanami massages away your soreness, he presses kisses along your skin, mumbling words of love and affirmation.

"'m so proud of you love" "today was hard, hm? it's alright, you can relax now" "you're one of the most hardworking person I know" "let me know what I can do to help you relax"

At that last statement, you turn to finally face him. Nanami cups your face in his hands, looking at you stars in his eyes. You mumble out a small "join me?". He flashes you one of his rare smirks, before undressing and joining you in the bath.

Although you know that you'll have to go through the same fatigue tomorrow, for now you can rest easy knowing that your loving husband knows exactly how to reset your day.

hi first fic !! been wanting to write for jjk for so long, so obvi had to do it with my hubby kento <3 hope you enjoyed !