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[chuluoyi]

✎ throughout heaven and earth

- gojo satoru x reader

a sudden mission. a curse beyond your grade. all hell breaks loose when gojo realizes that there are hidden machinations behind the incident that befalls you

genre: feral!gojo, injured!reader, hurt/comfort, exponential fluff !

note: we need a gojo who will go ballistic against the higher-ups for dragging you in their mess :) refer to this for the reader's CT, and this loosely takes place after the events in heaven's fury, and the epilogue is based on this very brilliant idea :))

a part of gojo's love entries

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Something isn’t right.

You should’ve known it was strange when they assigned you with a sudden mission with little to no briefing. You should’ve gone through with your gut feeling and informed Satoru about it.

Because if you did... now you wouldn’t be running for your life like this, frantically dodging the hacks and slashes of this chainsaw-like cursed spirit that was evidently not a Grade 2 as what you were told.

“Ah!” you yelped as the sharp ends of its body struck your shoulder, leaving you bleeding openly. This was no small wound—it was deep enough to make you stagger.

You had to do something about this because merely avoiding wouldn’t save your life. You had to come back in one piece. You have to— for your baby and Satoru.

What if I can’t? The sheer thought made you tremble. Your baby boy was still so little and he needed you more than anyone, and Satoru...

God, you couldn’t bear to leave him alone. Not again. He couldn't handle losing someone again, not after all he had already lost.

You gripped your whip—your cursed weapon—tightly amidst your bleeding hand. You had barely enough cursed energy for a domain expansion that guaranteed a sure-hit effect. You have one shot. This was all or nothing.

But you weren’t sure if it would work, because you were on the verge of exhaustion, and this was a special grade curse. Your domain expansion was definitely not as refined as the Satoru’s, and this monster was an enemy of his class.

“Satoru...” your voice came out in a sob. You were terribly scared, and honestly you were entitled to. You weren’t even sure you would survive this at all, and all you could think now was your husband’s silly grin and how much you loved him.

And right afterwards, you saw the cursed spirit lunging at you, and with everything left that you had, you screamed—

“Domain Expansion: Transcendent Veil!”

“Gojo-sensei, p-please come back... Nee-san is...!”

Satoru was in Kyoto when he received that call from Megumi— and that moment shattered his world as he knew it.

“Megumi, what is it?”

“She w-was sent on a mission... but then it's a special grade— a-and... she... she e-exorcised it b-but—!”

He teleported without second thought to Tokyo. His mind was blank, the only sound he could hear was his own violent heartbeats, and his fists were clenched so tightly.

“The cursed spirit got her too… It made a cut on her neck.”

His most precious wife... the one person he must protect at all cost, was now possibly—

“Megumi.” He saw him sitting on the hallway of the headquarters’ hospital the with his son on his lap—you had asked him to look after your baby—and the boy looked up to him.

“Gojo-sensei...” Megumi appeared shaken, and seeing that, Satoru immediately took his child from his hands, pulling the little kid into his embrace.

“Go back home, I’ll stay here.”

In all his life, Megumi had never seen Gojo Satoru as calm as he was now. He looked fearsome, as if he was in the battlefield.

“Ichiji.” Satoru turned to the other man rigidly standing next to Megumi, causing him to stiffen up even more. He didn’t say anything further as he pat his little son’s back, and yet Ichiji knew all the same what he wanted from him.

“It’s from… the higher ups, Gojo-san.” Ichiji gulped as he said it. “Y/N-san was suddenly called in yesterday night, and she was told it was an urgent mission.”

“Who called her?”

“It was…”

When Ichiji told him the name, suddenly Satoru barked a snort, and his lips curled into a manic grin. It was a menacing sight for both Ichiji and Megumi, as he looked almost unhinged if not for his secure grip on his son.

But contrary to what they were thinking, what filled Satoru at that moment was pure, unadulterated fury. A righteous sense of being crossed—because, how fucking dare they?

Those higher ups first pressed him to execute Yuji, and when he paid them no mind… now they staged this atrocity against you, most definitely to serve as a warning to him.

“Ichiji, tell them that I’ll pay a visit tomorrow. And drive Megumi home tonight.”

He would make his point loud and clear. He would show them how wrong it was to ever test him. But…

The plan barely satisfied him. They hurt you. His heart finally lurched as he processed the fact… when he heard his baby’s soft whimper against his shoulder.

. . .

You sustained serious injuries, but finally, you were out of critical condition.

When Satoru was allowed to see you, you were still connected to many monitors and breathing machine. He brought your baby too inside, and upon clearly seeing both of them, suddenly your eyes welled up with tears.

“Hey…” his hand gripped yours reassuringly. You sniffled when the strain of your broken ribs made you almost cry out in pain, and Satoru immediately calmed you down.

“Sweets— hey, don’t cry, yeah? You did good.” He pressed a soft kiss on the back of your hand. “You did freaking good. You’re okay now. You’re going to recover, yeah?”

You gave him a tearful little nod, feeling so grateful that you could see him again. And unbeknownst to you, seeing you like this broke his heart too.

“Mwa...” your baby, cradled in your husband’s arms, suddenly stretched his tiny hands towards you, and Satoru handed him over for you to hold.

With the little strength you possessed, you reached out to stroke his soft cheeks. Your son... the thought of how close you came to death brought another tear rolling down your cheek.

All sort of thoughts went through Satoru’s head at the sight. His wife, the mother of his son, who is proud of him for everything he does—

—and their sorry asses dared to hurt you.

Suddenly all he saw was red.

And he swore he would make it right to you. Soon.

“Ah, Satoru-kun… to what I owe the pleasure?”

“…I’ve heard that it was you who assigned that special grade mission to my wife, correct?”

“Oh, that. First of all, I must apologize for my... oversight. We were misinformed... Our scouts made a mistake while filling the files.”

Satoru was trying not to lose his composure first thing after coming here. Really.

But the knowing tone of the elderly Jujutsu Commander only fueled his rage, growing stronger the longer he stood behind this stupid paper divider.

“So it’s a mistake, huh?” he repeated in a satire manner. “Then do you know that my wife has just gotten out of her maternity leave this week?”

The man behind the divider chuckled quietly. “Satoru-kun… I know the sentiment. Of course you’ll be worried, and it did end in a rather… unfortunate incident. However, jujutsu sorcerers are bound to their duty, and your wife cannot rely too heavily on her status as a member of the Gojo clan to be excluded from—”

Fuck it. He had no patience any longer.

“Seems like I need to be a lot rougher, after all.”

Suddenly the room crackled with electricity and the Jujutsu Commander gasped at the sense of foreboding he felt. “Gojo, you can’t—!”

“Heh, but I can.” He let out the most satisfied laugh before opening his palm and chanting in a lower voice: “Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue.”

In a matter of seconds, the audience chamber of jujutsu headquarters turned into a pile of destruction. The commander barely made it out the deadly vacuum vortex with a shriek.

“Ah! N-no! Get a-away from me!” Satoru stared down at him coldly through his unobstructed heavenly eyes, as he pitifully tried to crawl away. He took one step towards him, stomped on his hand ruthlessly—causing the man to scream, before he got down to his level.

“N-no! Please, s-spare me...!”

“This is my first and last warning to you.” It was beyond terrifying, to see those six eyes in this close proximity. But even more dreadful was the tight chokehold on his throat—

“If you ever try to pull this idiotic stunt again on my wife, know that I can and I will snap your neck.” Satoru’s face split into a sinister grin as he tapped the man’s nape, before he crushed the bone on his hand with a crack and made him howl. “Remember that, yeah?”

. . . that day, none in jujutsu headquarters dared to spread any word about Gojo Satoru’s outrageous conduct, even when it was an attack against their own highest ranking leader.

“Satoru, you don’t have to, really—”

“Nuh, uh! I’ve promised you I’ll nurse you back to health!”

Unaware of anything and everything, you thought that your loving husband was a silly jester trying to make you feel better. On the fifth day of your stay in hospital, you were well enough to eat solid food, and Satoru insisted on spoon feeding you the fruits he cut himself.

“Good girl,” he praised with a wholly playful smile as you chewed on the watermelon. You looked at him with a mock frown, pursing your lips.

“You’re making me look like a kid.”

“You are, in fact, my second kid, so I have all rights to baby you.”

You let out a giggle, but then suddenly your throat felt like it was closing in and you coughed. Instinctively, you reached for your neck— your fingers tracing the scar there.

You still could remember the sense of paralyzing fear you felt as soon as your neck was cut. The heavy bleeding that followed, the way the world blacking out around you…

“Sweets…?” Satoru put down the plate and got a grip on your trembling figure. He gently pushed your chin up to meet his eyes. “Hey, look at me. Look at me, hmm?”

Your frantic eyes locked onto his, and your rapid breathing steadied. Your clammy hand reached out to touch his face... before you lunged forward, throwing your arms around him.

“Sweetheart…” Satoru hugged you back in return, sighing against the nape on your neck, as he planted a soft kiss there.

You tried your best not to cry but it was hard not to while remembering everything.

“I-I was so scared…”

“Mhm.”

“I-I kept thinking… w-what if I c-can’t see you… or baby again…? I… I s-still want to do a lot of… things… w-with you…”

The way you shook in his arms like a fragile leaf made something inside him burn. He was supposed to provide you with security, give you a life far removed from curses—

Having left that warning against the higher-ups wasn’t enough, he should’ve made him beg for his life more—

“Listen to me,” Satoru said as he broke the hug, the deep frown in his grave expression made you almost sob. He gently wiped your overflowing tears with the pads of his thumbs.

“Stop thinking that. You’re alright. You’re going to get better. You and me—we are going to raise our son together.”

You took in each of his words fully, even as your lips quivered.

“And mark my words…” Right in this moment, you thought that your husband was most dashing as he gave you his promises—as his blue eyes glimmered under the light. “They won’t ever lay their hands on you ever again. Not while I’m here. Not ever. I already made sure of that.”

You were curious about what he did, but you chose not to press further when Satoru leaned in suddenly and brushed his lips against yours in a soft kiss, melting your heart into mush.

When he pulled away, it was his usual teasing grin on his handsome face. “Now, I only have one duty left— that is to get my cute wife back on her feet. So, be a good little wifey and have lots of fruits and sleep, okay?”

You giggled freely this time, feeling tremendously safe and loved, and instead of answering, you chose to peck his lips instead— hoping that he’d know that you trusted him with your whole life.

. . .

“By the way… Satoru, where’s our baby?” you missed your pumpkin, and while being with your funny husband lifted your spirits, you wanted to cuddle him too.

He chuckled in response. “Ah! Since Megumi is on an assignment, I left him with Ichiji earlier! Don’t worry, I’ll come pick him up soon, ‘kay?”

Epilogue

“I’m going out for a bit, and if you ever make him upset or cry… I can and I will sense it! So Ichiji—do your best!”

“Bwa…”

“Eeek!”

Ichiji stared at Baby Gojo with literal sweat on his forehead, as the little being curiously looked up at him.

By all means, this baby was adorable. Even more so when his father dressed him in a shark onesie. It was a peculiar choice—just like any of Gojo’s choices were—but it sure made the baby look even more endearing.

But the thing is… he didn’t feel secure enough to hold him! Especially when he didn’t know if Gojo’s claim of telepathic connection with his son was true or not!

Amidst his thoughts, suddenly Ichiji felt a soft touch on his arm and immediately turned to find the little munchkin putting his little hand on him and staring at him with such pureness unbefitting of Gojo Satoru’s son.

How can this baby be a stark contrast to his father? Ichiji was almost tempted to snuggle him, but he knew better.

“O-oh… d-don’t touch me…”

And as he retracted his hand back, the baby suddenly widened his eyes, feeling betrayed apparently, as his little lips wobbled and face scrunched up, so ready to burst into tears—

“Hic…”

“—!! Nooo! Don’t cry! Your father will fry me—! Eeek!!”

[chuluoyi]

lovely chu,

i honestly love your 'love entries' so, so much <3

it's definitely my favourite series on tumblr ever

it's just... it's genuinely so much fun, but it's also so tender and human too?? and the way you just... get all of these characters is phenomenally impressive.

thank you so much for sharing it with us xxx <333

lovely nonnie, thank you so much for your kind words🥹🩵 it’s an honor that you consider it your favorite series!!🥺 thank you for giving them a chance and liking my take on each character too—it means so much🥹✨

and no, thank you for reading them🥹🫶🏻

[chuluoyi]

who's one mutual that you appreciate alot? mutual appreciation day 🥰❤️😊🤩💐✨

just one??🥹 i appreciate most of my mutuals bc they often check on me while i haven’t had the time to drop by their askbox *sobs* and i also love anons and non mutuals who dropped by with genius ideas too!!!😭 you all made my day seriously :’)

[chuluoyi]

I'm so excited for throughout heaven and earth ACCCKKK!

i’m really glad you do !! tonight for sure i’m posting it :’))

[chuluoyi]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSF3k5sjG/

This is without a doubt the trio when they lost LE gojo and readers child😭

HAHAHA😭 no actually, this is megumi after the events in babysitter’s club and when he’s tasked to look after him again, he’s going to grab baby gojo so he won’t even roll :’)

[chuluoyi]

https://youtu.be/P0nr6CkRwKE?si=A6gVJGXWZRj9mcgn

LE gojo

PFFT so true he’s going to say it with a lot of pride too🥹

[chuluoyi]

hello! this may sound silly but how did gojo ask us out?

i actually have written it!! it’s here 😉 -> entry: say no!

[chuluoyi]

I love you

*blushes* i-i love you too nonnie <3

[chuluoyi]

Imagine Satoru briefly getting arrested for doing something dumb in public😂😂

AHAHAHA😭 okay that would be monumental crack and i really want to write it!🥹 but wait what sort of public indecency not too severe that can get you arrested…

i can imagine him calling the reader to bail him out and she is so done with him—

“look, that’s what i’ve been telling you! i’m innocent! i even have a wife!”

“…it pains me to admit that i’m his wife actually—officers, i deeply apologize for anything he does. what do i have to do to get him out?”

“—?!? it ‘pains’ you?! i’m hurt!!!”

[chuluoyi]

I absolutely adore your love entrys series! I think it would be really cool to see the reader and gojo training together in class during the early days, I wonder what the dynamic would be. I imagine Gojo teases the reader as usual but in training and fight sessions, the reader shows a more playful and competitive side! :0

!!!! this is cute😧 imagine gojo sparring with the reader. ofc he won’t go all out against her and lets her win until she whines about what’s the use of having strong boyfriend and he finally exerts some force to pin reader on the ground… she is then spooked but then he pinches her cheek and goes—

“i won’t ever hurt you, dummy.”

[chuluoyi]

Chuu CHUUUU *try to breath properly*

I JUST SAW MENU OF LOVE ENTRIES AND THERE'S A 'FIRST TIME' SOON???

CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT AAAAAAAAHHHH

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HEHHEHEHE😗 yes yes i have a scene stuck in my mind for the first time scenario and i’ll write that soon🙆🏻‍♀️

[chuluoyi]

Hey, Chu! You can't believe how happy that makes me. It means a lot to me that you saw something in it and decided to give it a chance. And I was thrilled to see that you'd already titled it — It's perfect, encapsulates a theme of connection, understanding, and even perhaps a plea of closeness. God, I love it so much.🥹❤️ Also, I wanted to apologise for the misunderstanding. And don't mind me saying sorry all the time. It’s a bit of a habit; I can't help myself. Hehe.😁 I hope you are well. Lots of love.

- Ady🫶🏻

aww no no, that idea is really good ady🥹🫶🏻 i just need a while to flesh it out—but of course i’m a sucker for hurt/comfort :’) when i first read it it was like “oooh my food!”🤭 thank you for dropping by with the idea <3

and it’s totally okay!!!🥹 sending you lots of love and kisses too🥹🩵

[chuluoyi]

dear chu,

i just wanted to say that i really, really love your 'love entries' so, so much xx

i feel so lucky that when i have a bad day, i can come to your blog and immerse myself in your beautiful stories

they're so comforting and so much fun to read

and i really adore your take on satoru – i think it's brilliant and i think you get him

thank you for being here, for writing these stories & for writing them so well

<333

i'm sniffling, thank you so much nonnie🥹 sometimes i feel bad that i only write domestic scenarios over and over and can't fulfill more advanced smut requests but i'm thankful that there are people like you who appreciate it🥹

and that you read them whenever you have a bad day makes me so incredibly happy🥹 i'm glad they can make you smile as i do while writing them, and i'm glad to write here and have this safe little corner with you all <3

[chuluoyi]

Angst idea, inspired from up movie

So after waiting a baby for many years, reader is diagnosed with pcos, you can be pregnant, but it's a lot harder than normal pregnant

Satoru is comforting you but in his own way. Please make him a horny weirdo again chuu >•<

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milk nonnie... this is actually such a great idea :') it kind of hits home bc someone i know is suffering from pcos too, i think i'll write it soon :'))

rest assured, he's definitely a horny weirdo in every iteration i have of him :D

[chuluoyi]

What if reader falls out of love from gojo after they're married

PFFT nonnie what made you choose being hurt :') statistically speaking, the probability is 0, but if so then...

she is not exactly hiding it and he knows. the passive remarks, the way they don't even eat dinner together anymore... being gojo, he knows something is up with her as he is observant, but he never goes around to inquire her about it. but when she no longer wants to be held by him, that's when he knows something is wrong

and next thing he knows... she pulls up that divorce papers on him :)

[chuluoyi]

i'm in the middle of writing this hurt/comfort fic and i'm posting it tonight :))

[chuluoyi]

I wonder how many times LE reader exiled gojo to the couch😂

too many times 💁🏻‍♀️ and usually it ends up with: 1) gojo accepting his fate, or 2) him trying to beg for the reader’s forgiveness, or 3) in rare cases, the reader is the one looking for him since she is awoken in the middle of the night and feels cold bc he’s not there to cuddle her—

“satoru,” you poke his cheek as he sleeps in the sofa, trying to wake him up. “wake up, you.”

“—?” he blearily opens his eyes. “uh, it’s so uncomfy here—”

“get back inside. i’m cold.”

“oh??” his lips immediately curved into a dopey smile. “cold, huh?”

and without even you have to ask, he threw his arms around you. “well, are you warm now~?”

“…hmph just come back to the bed.”

and throughout your way back to the bedroom, he kept snuggling you that the two of you waddled back like two intertwined bears 🙆🏻‍♀️✨