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[frogwithgun]

tags: fluff, suggestive, heina era!sukuna, queen/wife!reader, nicknames, i believe in sassy sukuna

“enough with that useless nickname.”

You couldn’t help it, you loved to tease your husband. Sukuna had a temper that had all the courtiers and nobles in his court trembling in their sokutai. But for you, his queen, his resolve melted in your hands like putty. And nothing brought you greater joy than annoying him. 

Sukuna leveled you with a glare that could have brought the strongest soldier to submission, but you merely smiled in return. 

The nickname had been your newest torture method, brought to life one morning during the relatively common discourse that came with his meetings with the imperial court. You couldn’t help but notice how much your fierce husband resembled a tiger as he rattled off insults to his advisors. Ruthless and dangerous as he silenced cocky nobles with singular looks in their direction. 

The thought continued as you both sauntered to your bed chambers, and then settled into your shared yaedatami, Sukuna’s head resting in your lap as you carded your fingers through his hair. There was still that ever present glare on his tattooed face, though it was now softened by your doting. He resembled a tiger cub, cute and yet to be harmful.

“You look so much like a tiger, Your Highness. A tiny little cub.” You murmured out loud, smiling as Sukuna’s brows furrowing in confusion. 

“Are you well, wife?” He asked, his face hardening back into that stiff glare. “You call your king a…baby tiger?” 

Your fingers still sift through his hair as your smile broadened and you giggle, “Yes, Your Highness, you’re my little cub.” 

That night ended with Sukuna demanding you never call him that again and then facing away from you as you slept. 

(You woke up with his arm around your neck in a death grip…so clearly his anger was short lived. He could never sleep without your skin against his.) 

 You never did well with demands. It was part of why Sukuna adored you. 

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“Are you enjoying your food, little cub?” You asked him at the dining table the next afternoon, absentmindedly sipping your green tea.  

Sukuna makes something like a growl in his throat, snapping the chopsticks in his hand in two, “You’ve ruined my appetite.” He fumed, slamming the broken chopsticks on the table and leaving swiftly, you watch his retreating back with barely concealed giggles. 

And so of course you persist, continuing to pester him with the nickname: 

“Is my little cub feeling alright?” 

“Have patience, little cub.” 

“Taste this wonderful tea I’ve made, my little cub.” 

“Isn’t this such an enchanting hitoe, little cub?” 

“Little cub, you need to be kinder.” 

Rumors spread throughout the palace of the King of Curses’ new status as the tiger cub to his Queen. What had first been a way to get a rise out of your husband quickly became endearing. You adored your husband, and the nickname represented the way you saw him, not as the feared King of Curses, but as your love, your little cub. 

But you figured you stop your teasing, he clearly found it maddening, and you didn’t want any servants to lose their heads once the gossip reached the king’s ears. 

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You were taking a stroll through the palace gardens, Sukuna at your side nodding along to your laments of your queenly duties and the ladies court. He lived for the drama stirring between your ladies court, despite how much he claimed your chatter was a nuisance. 

You gave him a small, appreciative smile, “I love how you listen to me drone on, Your Highness.” 

Sukuna’s brows furrowed in confusion, usually he would give a dismissive response that you had to mentally decipher to figure out the compliment hidden underneath but now, he was silent. 

And so you continued to drone on, pausing at the sight of the koi fish swimming innocently in the small pond, “Aren’t they so adorable, Your Highness?” 

Sukuna stiffens at your words before crossing his arms with his usual suave arrogance, “You’ve ceased calling me that incessant nickname. Finally.” 

You fixed him with an understanding smile, “Of course, my king. I apologize for my continued teasing, I’ll never utter the name again. ” 

He took a short while to respond, “Good, it was ridiculous and frankly insulting.”

“Yes, my king.” You watched the koi dart through the water, golden scales illuminated by the moonlight. Through the corner of your eye you could see the slight discomfort in Sukuna’s usual glare…and decide to test the waters, “I will never call you my little cub ever again.” 

His gaze was damn near piercing as soon as the nickname left your mouth, and you had no time to react as he pulled you into him aggressively with a growl, pressing his lips to yours for a demanding and messy kiss you were sure the servants could see. 

“Again.” He growled for only a second before his lips were once again upon you, gnawing at your lower lip like a starved beast.

You were breathless and sure your jūnihitoe had been rumpled by your husband’s sudden eagerness. But you still mustered a smile at the desperate little look in Sukuna’s eyes, “Anything for you, my little cub.”

[frogwithgun]

Hey I'm super sorry I haven't been posting. See I have the displeasure of living in America. Home if the MAGA Republicans. And I am worried for my future. Not only as an American citizen but also as a Hispanic, Bisexual, woman living in America. I have so many friends and family who would suffer from what is happening right now. And lately it feels as though there has been a surge in hate in America.

I will be back in my grind soon and will be churning out Satosugu content soon I promise.

For now please have patience with me while I navigate through this scary time.

[frogwithgun]

Ok so I am finally done with the last season of the dragon prince and aside from all the funny moments (like that little kid saying Callum wants ten babies lol) I think that this season gave way to many new theories.

First the obvious, King Harrow is a bird. There's no way he wasn't based on what Runaan said. And to be honest I wasn't in the fandom before. I tried to be but back then I just wasn't interested so I wasn't really on that Harrow is a bird bandwagon. Now that I am in this fandom I am full into this theory and I fucking love it.

The question is though how will they find this bird, will they even find it, and when they do how are they going to get Harrow out.

See the thing is this was likely done by black magic. Because of that it will either take very powerful magic to reverse or more dark magic.

Which leads me to my next point, will Callum use more dark magic? If we get a third arc (hoping and praying for that to happen) I believe that Callum may end up being the one to make the switch. Not only that but that he will use dark magic to make it happen.

Jumping to a different topic, Claudia and the possibility of her having a redemption. Overall she is a beautifully written character and she is definitely very realistic to the way many people would think in her situation.

But her getting a redemption arc? I unfortunately don't think it will happen. In fact, I do honestly think she will either die or have a half redemption like Viren did. He was never truly forgiven but went out doing something that for once wasn't selfish.

However I have less hope for Claudia. It is likely she will die thinking everything she did was for her family and the greater good.

Onto Ezran. I believe he will lead to Aaravos' death. He was the one who found the sword after it was lost to history. Even if he doesn't end up being the one to kill Aaravos I think he will lead to the death of Aaravos in some way or another.

Back to Claudia and Aaravos again. I believe that when Aaravos comes back he will have a different goal in mind: kill Callum. He is now not only getting revenge for his fallen daughter, but now for the daughter that he wishes he had. And that would be a very interesting third arc.

This got VERY long so I apologize I just have many many theories on things that may happen if this shows third arc gets greenlighted. Which it hopefully does.

To the people who are reading this and wondering "what the hell is the dragon prince?" I ask you to please watch the show. It is an incredible show that is sort of avatar adjacent. It dives into heavy topics perfectly without making the show seem too edgy.

On the flip side it can an incredibly goofy show without taking away from the main plot. It does a great job of balancing these two aspects in both show and character in a way that can make you both hate and love the villains and hero's alike.

Please check out this show and boost the views so that we can have a third arc.

As always I love you, stay safe, and Merry Christmas! 💚

[frogwithgun]

Y'all know what time it issssssss

Writing timeeeeeeee

Yippie!

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"Dad? It's been three days."

Geto sighs. Since that day he talked to Gojo, he hasn't been feeling the best. In fact, he's started to doubt himself. Is he a good father? Should he even be a father?

There's so much he wants to give the girls. He wishes to give them the world! And he would.

But there's only so much one person can do.

So he sits up, places a smile on his face, and opens his door. "Hey girls." They both look at him in shock. He looks like hes been through a war. "We made you pancakes." Mimiko says and grabs his hand. "Yeah! We tried to make them how you do but we couldn't figure it out." Nanako adds and grabs his other hand.

Together the girls drag him to the kitchen and sit him down at the counter. "Here!" They said happily. And while Nanako starts talking to him happily, Mimiko is behind him brushing his hair.

Geto can't help himself and he smiles widely. That Gojo was wrong. His girls could never be a waste.

"Thank you girls."

Nanako smiles and Mimiko hugs him. "You're welcome dad!"

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"All this to say, I really am sorry!" Gojo is frantice. Pacing around his office as though it's on fire. And Ijichi is forced to stand there and watch him. "Sir that's the third voicemail you've left him." He says meekly.

Gojo is a mess. His hair standing in every which direction, his clothing wrinkled, the bags under his eyes huge, and his eyes wide and panicked. "Maybe I should leave another!" He goes to dial the number again, but Ijichi takes his phone.

Gojo looks at his now empty hand. He clears his throat. "No worries!" He digs around his pockets and pulls out a spare phone. "Here we go! Was it 889 or 673?" He mutters to himself. Ijichi sighs.

He's been like this for a while. Slowly losing his mind over his blunder with Geto. Quite frankly, it's pitiful.

Ijichi holds his hand out for the spare. Which Gojo reluctantly hands over. He goes to sit at his desk, sulking like a child who got his toy taken away. He hasn't had a slump like this in, ages.

He was the great Gojo Satoru. Now reduced to a mess over some, guy? Ijichi didn't think it was right at all. H was CEO of Six Eyes Inc.. What did some guy have that made Gojo lose his cool like this?

Not that it mattered because Gojo wasn't going to get his phones back.

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I'm so sorry it took so long for this to come out! Life has been well lifing and I've lost motivation to write. But I'm back! That season of the dragon prince releasing was what I needed lol.

[frogwithgun]

As I'm watching the new season of the dragon prince I go to that one scene where the little girl tells Rayla that Callum wants ten kids lol

My favorite part was just Runaans face in the background

LOOK AT HIM

They soooo had a talk later together

Runaan: I knew this was a bad idea

Ethari: Well honey I think-

Runaan: But no! She wants to be with that crazy human kid!

Ethari: Honey I really do-

Runaan: Ten babies! Who wants ten babies?!

Rayla (she's been there the whole time listening to Runaan slowly go crazy): Dad I think that-

Runaan: So that means he only wants to use her!

Rayla: Dad he doesn't want ten babies!

Runaan: *slowly turns to Rayla* BECAUSE YOU WANT TEN BABIES!

Ethari: You know for what it's worth I think he's a good kid

Runaan: NO!

[frogwithgun]

I am finally rewatching winx and lemme just say I am forever a Bloom defender untill I die and also a Riven x Musa hater for life

[frogwithgun]

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

[frogwithgun]

Guys I just *deep sigh*

How am I supposed to write in these conditions?

Like???

Just look at my pookies on here:

Bad bitches? ✅

Asses fat? ✅

Slim-thick no tummy? ✅

Pretty face? ✅

Skinny waist? ✅

Like???

I just cannot believe so many foine pookies are on my blog 😔

[frogwithgun]

Satosugu!!!! Bc we love them here.

Takes place before the girls are in Jujutsu Tec!!

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It's quiet. Almost to quiet. And that's not a very good sign for Geto or Gojo.

See the two men had come to their daughters school to talk to their principal. Gojo still really had no idea what was going on. All he knew was the girls had gotten in trouble and he needed to be at the school with Geto.

Hand in hand Geto looks concerned. "Suguru what happened?" Geto shakes his head and sighs. "The girls got into a fight." Gojos mouth forms into the shape of an oh and he nods. "Did they win?" Geto immediately smacks his shoulder.

"This is not the time to be asking! Why would our girls fight someone?!" Gojo shrugs. Mimiko and Nanako are very well behaved girls and usually never got into trouble. Till today it seems.

The girls sat in the principals office. Mimiko glaring at him and Nanako just rolling her eyes. "Where are your dads?" Nanako shrugged and groaned. Mimiko sighed. "We didn't do anything wrong." Nanako nodded.

The door burst open and Geto rushed to the girls. "Are you ok? Are you hurt? Bruised? Bleeding? Limbs still intact?" Gojo laughed and sighed. He patted Mimiko on the head gently and sat down. Geto following suit after making sure the girls were ok.

Geto crossed his arms and Gojo put his hands on his knees. "So, what's the problem?" The principal looked shocked. "The problem is that the girls were fighting!" Gojo rolled his eyes. "Mr. Gojo this is unacceptable and not tolerated at our school."

Gojo raised an eyebrow. Behind his signature blindfold Geto knew he had a mischievous look in his eyes. "Really? So who threw the first punch?" The principal stammered. "T-that is not important-" He was quickly interrupted by Mimiko. "It was that girl Aoi we always tell you about."

Gojo nodded and looked at the principal. Knowing his work was done. "What?!" Geto stood up from his chair and slammed his hands down onto the desk. "You told me that Aoi had been handled. That she wouldn't bother my daughters again." He was shaking with barely restrained anger.

The girls laughed and Gojo covered his mouth to hide his smile at the principals terrified expression. "We did!" "Then why is she still harrassing my daughters? I thought I made it clear what was supposed to happen. Shouldn't she still be suspended?" The principal was at a loss for words.

But Geto pressed on.

"I told you I wanted to have a proper talk with her mother. But you said that it would be overkill. So I thought we made a happy compromise. She's suspended for two weeks to learn her lesson, and you keep your job." The principal shifted in his seat.

"But clearly you want to be fired. You want to look like an idiot. You want to be unable to find work in education ever again!" Geto laughed dryly. "Well, good news! We," he gestured between him and Gojo, "can make that happen!" Geto sat back down. Glaring at the principal.

Gojo cleared his throat. "Now, I don't know about my husband but I don't want to see you jobless. So let's make the right choice, yeah? You expell this brat that's harrassing our daughters, and we don't press charges!"

A beat of silence passed through the room.

Gojo clapped once and smiled. "Sound good?" The principal nodded. "Great! Now," he turned to Geto, "you take the girls to the car," he turned back to the principal, "while I thank this gentleman for listening to us today."

Geto nodded and stood. Not before giving the principal one last dirty look. "Come on girls." They stood up happily. "Ok!" They said in unison. The door closed behind them and Gojo stopped smiling. "If you ever call me or my husband down here for some stupid shit ever again, I will make sure you lose your job."

The principal nodded and Gojo left. A smile on his face.

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Geto was gripping the steering wheel so tight Gojo swore it would break. "Suguru relax. The girls are fine." Geto nodded. "I know. I just," he looked at them in the mirror. Both of them were looking at something on Nanakos phone and laughing, "I worry that one day we won't be there to get them out of trouble."

Gojo nodded and put a hand on Getos thigh. "They can get themselves out of trouble. Have some faith." Geto nodded and smiled. "You're right." He sighed. "What would I do without you?"

"Ew! Gross!"

"Yeah! Stop looking at each other like that!"

"Cut me some slack! It has been two weeks since I've seen your dad!" Gojo argued back. Turning in his seat to look at them. Mimiko was covering Nanakos eyes and Nanako covered Mimikos. "Still gross!"

Geto rolled his eyes. It was nice while it lasted.

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Omg it's been a while since I wrote something. Sorry if this sucks I just wanted to get my little fic out.

And thank you to everyone who has been so patient with me.

And if you are waiting for part four of the modern AU do not worry it is coming soon!

As always love you and take care of yourselves! 💚

[frogwithgun]

As god intended.

@softrashame @tonycries

[frogwithgun]

Hi guys! I'm back again!

Back with more Satosugu headcannons!!!

Enjoyyyyyy

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Geto has taken the girls for a ride on rainbow dragon before

Gojo knew about it and approved

Gojo was also confused when Geto scolded him for using infinity to fly with the girls

Nanami happily takes the girls off Geto and Gojos hands when they want to go out together

The girls are friends with Nanamis sons! Bc I say Nanami has sons and I'm Gege

The girls went to Jujutsu high when they were very little once and Yaga was immediately making them stuffed animals

Mimiko still has all the stuffed animals Yaga made for them

Gojo likes to sing and as I've established before he isn't good at it

But Geto has the voice of an angel and Gojo loves listening to it

Gojo and Geto will be found dancing together if there is music playing as I've said

However, they only dance together you will never find one dancing without the other

Geto knows Japanese and English flawlessly

Gojo never understood why he needed to learn english

"I'm the honored one. They should learn Japanese for me!"

"Satoru it is an English l class."

"And?"

Gojo is incredibly sassy

Geto can also be very sassy but when Geto sassy Gojo is afraid

A sassy Geto means that he is right on the verge of being pissed TF off

And finally Gojo has forgotten the girls at the mall before on "accident" and finds the face Geto makes when he sees the piles of bags the girls bought hilarious every time

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For some reason I really want to make some Nanami headcannons bc I have so many ideas for him. (I want to make Yuji and Choso his sons lowkey)

Also just before y'all ask in my world Toji never abandoned his kids and his wife never died! Tsumiki is still alive (sorry if I spelled that wrong) and in general everyone who is dead is alive.

Even Sukuna (MY MAN ARFF BARK BARK GRR)

So yea! 🥰

Thank you for reading! Take care of yourself and as always love you! 💚

[frogwithgun]

Guyssssssssss the demons are possessing me againnnnnnnn

So that means more modern satosugu!

Enjoyyyyy

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When we last left off Geto and Gojo seemed to have gotten into an altercation. And it was a big one.

"You stupid prick! How could you?!" Geto slams his hands down onto the desk and stands up. His body shaking with barely controlled anger. Gojo, in his defense, tried to desclate the situation as much as he could.

And it didn't exactly work.

"No I just meant that I could never because they're a waste of time!" Just what are they talking about? To answer that we'll have to go back a couple of hours.

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Gojo rushed around the building. Geto was coming over because he so nicely, demanded, asked that Nanami bring him over to 'introduce him to the company'.

If you ask me that's a load of shit.

"Ijichi! Everything is perfect right?" The man nodded. Gojo, seeming pleased, stopped fussing over all his workers so much. "Now everyone," he said in a booming voice, "do not fuck this up for me!"

He'd do that on his own anyways.

When Geto finally did arrive Gojo swears he could hear wedding bells. He put on his most charming smile and walked over to Geto with a confident stride. "Finally made it. Get lost Nanamin?" The blondes eye twitched and so did his hand.

Ah how Gojo loved to piss him off. "Just teasing!" He slung an arm around Geto. "Suguru gets it, don't you?" God how was he so handsome? And how did he pull off all those piercings?

Geto chuckled and nodded. "I guess so Satoru." Gojo made a noise somewhere in the back of his throat and Geto laughed fully. And he thinks that if he were to die right then and there, he could die happy. Because he heard an angel laugh.

He clears his throat and offers his arm to Geto. Who looks confused for a moment before holding onto it. To lead him around the building of course. Not so that he could show off his biceps. Certainly not.

Geto looks around the building in awe. The entire place looks like how he imagined it would. But somehow even more lavish. The idea of eyes were incorporated into as many things as they could be. He found it odd but it was Six Eyes Inc..

They were known for, unusual, business practices.

"Like it here?" Geto snaps out of his daze and nods. "Yes. It's a very beautiful building." And the lobby is the size of my apartment. Though he kept that last thought to himself.

Gojo smiled. His signature sunglasses were not on. For once it seemed he had decided not to wear them. "Well thank you. My father owned it. And his father before that. You get it, right?" Geto nodded.

It was only one of the most famous company's in the world. It's not like all information, and scandals, could be found just by typing 'Six' into a search engine. Definitely not.

They moved through the floors. Touring break rooms, offices, lunch rooms, meeting rooms, bathrooms, and even his office. Which no one was allowed in. To say that it was a shock to everyone working there would be an understatement.

And honestly Geto was over the moon. He never thought he'd get an opportunity like this. But now that he had, he was definitely going to make the most of it.

Gojo on the other hand was hoping, praying, everything went well. He couldn't mess this up now! Not after he spent so long dreaming about Geto. He couldn't mess this up.

Unfortunately, he did.

"Wait, you have daughters?" Gojo asked with a raise of his brow. Geto nodded happily. "Yes. Twins actually. Nanako and Mimiko. They are my entire world." Gojo snorted and Geto furrowed his brows. What is he laughing at?

Gojo shook his head and held his hand up. "You're hilarious! God you really are patient." Look, Gojo has been known to be arrogant. But never, and I mean never, has Geto ever heard him this arrogant.

Getos hands balled into fists and he willed himself not to leap across the table. Oh how he wanted to. But he stopped himself. Barely. "What do you mean by that?" Gojo smiled and shrugged. "They're a waste." Oh. Oh hell no.

And that is how we got here!

Geto gets up and leaves the office in a huff. Slamming the door shut behind him so hard it made everyone jump. Even Gojo jumped. Ijichi walked to Geto. Trying to keep the fear out of his voice. "S-sir? Where are you going? Did something happen?" Geto turns to look at him.

"Something happened alright. Your boss is a stupid prick. I am never coming back here again. He said my daughters were a waste! Can you believe it?" He tossed a hand up and sighs. "Have a good day."

Nanami nods and then looks to Gojo. "Of all things you could have said, really?" Gojo on the other hand sat at his desk with the most confused look on his face. "What just happened?" Nanami took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I need a drink."

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Geto tried to be polite to everyone else he saw. He really did. But there was only so much he could do. "Fuck off. I don't want to join your fucking cult. Yeah I know its a cult." He slammed the door to his apartment shut again and sighed.

That went just amazingly.

I should have know he would be an arrogant dick. Geto thought to himself as he settled into the couch. But why does he have to be so damn good looking? Can't he just be ugly? Like his dad?

The thought was enough to take his mind off things. For the time being anyways. It wasn't like they actually knew each other that well.

So why did he still feel like this was a betrayal? "Dad?" Called Mimiko. Nanako following closely behind. "How was work?" Geto grumbled and flopped face first onto the couch. "That bad?" Nanako asked. Geto nodded. "What happened?"

Geto sighed. "Don't worry about it." The girls couldn't help but feel like maybe they should worry about it. But they decided not to press on. Instead they sat in front of the couch with their dad.

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"You called them a waste!" Nanami said. His head in his hands. "Why would you do that?! You were laughing and talking together. He even seemed to like you for some reason! But you had to mess it up!"

Gojo had his arms crossed. A pout on his lips. "I didn't think he would be so mad." "Of course he would be mad!" Nanamis voice was booming and angry. "I'd be mad! You know I have my sons!"

How could Gojo forget? It was the only thing Nanami seemed to smiled about. "Well what was I supposed to say? Congrats on being a single father?" Nanamis eye twitched and he sighed.

"You are unbelievable." He mutters. "Do I still have a chance though?" Nanami sighs.

"It's not very likely."

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Part three is finally out! I don't know how long this will go on but I do think that it will take a while lol.

In between parts I will still post my smaller SatoSugu stories.

Thank you so much for reading. Take care of yourself and as always love you! 💚

[frogwithgun]

Very early writing time!! Again!!!

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Gojo isn't sure when he got home. Or even how he got home. The only thing he remembers is fighting Sukuna and waking up in Shokos. Eyes slowly having to adjust to the bright blinding lights. And having to ensure getting checked out by Shoko.

All he wanted to do was go home to his girls and his husband. So he did. And when he came home, he saw his girls having to console a crying Geto. Sobs racked his body. Violently jerking it this way and that. His arms wrapped around his own stomach trying to find some comfort.

He thought he was gone again. Thought he lost him. His eyes were squeezed shut tightly together. Only bringing about a fresh wave of tears. The girls were also crying. And upon seeing Gojo only cried more.

He never thought he would matter this much to some people. Oh how wrong he was. Because the moment Geto opened his eyes and saw him, he had to know how much he mattered.

Had to know as Geto slowly stood up. Looking at him like he had seen a ghost. "Satoru?" He walked towards him. Studying his face. "Suguru." And tears welled in his eyes again as he realized, he's alive.

He threw his arms around Gojo and hugged him tightly. "Satoru!" He cried and buried his head into Gojos neck. "You're alive! But how? You got cut in half?" He's cupping Gojos face and turning it side to side. Gojo has a smug smile on his face. "I couldn't leave my husband alone." Geto scoffs and rolls his eyes.

He kisses Gojo with all the passion of a man who would never see him again. Then proceeds to slap him across the face. "Don't do that again! You idiot!" Gojos just laughing and pulling him in for another kiss. "Oh shut up. I'm alive right?"

Then the girls rush up to him. Hugging him tightly. "Dad!" They cry at the same time. "Don't leave us!" Pleaded Mimiko. In the most broken voice he's ever heard her speak in. And Nanako couldn't even speak. Crying far to hard to form words.

He doesn't want to admit it but Gojo did start crying as well. And slowly all those tears turned to tears of joy and hope. "I'm never leaving you guys." He whispered. And proceeded to wrap his arms around his family tightly. Not wanting to let go of them. He's never felt the comfort of family before. But now that he has, he doesn't want to go back to how he used to live.

And maybe he's a selfish arrogant bastard, but he wouldn't have it any other way. Geto let's go and wipes his eyes. Hiccups now replacing the sobs from earlier. "You idiot, I love you. Don't ever do that again." He repeats and Gojo nods. "I love you to. I won't, promise."

And for the rest of that day the girls and Geto are glued to Gojos side. Watching him like a hawk everywhere he went. Not that he minded. He rather liked it.

It reminded him that he finally had a family. People who loved him.

That he had a home.

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And now my drafts are finally cleared out! If there is anything else you'd wanna see me do with SatoSugu lemme know! Love you 💚

[frogwithgun]

Gayyyyyyy

ALL THE GAYS REBLOG THIS LETS SEE HOW FAR OR TUMBLR THIS GETS

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[frogwithgun]

I'm backkkkkk!

Mental health has been at an all time low! Yay!

But we thug it out fr 💪🏻

Anyways he's some satosugu!

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Geto stares at his phone in excitement. Rare where the days when Gojo could have days off. Even rarer were the days when they could spend those days off alone together.

So he was ecstatic when Gojo decided to take him on a date.

Even more so when he realized what he was doing.

Recreating their first date.

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2006

A younger Geto and Gojo are talking to each other happily. With Gojo being still for once. And Geto who could not stop fidigiting. God he felt so, different. Usually it was Gojo who was constantly moving. But he found himself playing with his bangs over and over.

Fixing his selves. Fixing his pants. God he couldn't stop. And meanwhile Gojo was preventing himself from making any dumb jokes.

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Present day

"You remember this theater? God those workers were so done with us." Gojo laughed and Geto nodded. A happy smile on his face. He could almost see a ghost version of the both of them. Both bright red and smiling at each other.

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure she just wanted to go home." Geto said. Gojo smiled and kissed him on the check. "She just couldn't handle being so single and seeing us so happy."

Geto rolled his eyes and Gojo gave a small lovestruck smile.

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2006

"Ok so she was definitely judging us, right?" Gojo asked. Geto nodded and moved his bangs out of the way. "Oh for sure. I mean, just because she's unhappy doesn't mean we should be." Gojo cackled and nodded. "Exactly."

Hand in hand they walked to get some popcorn. And an obscene amount of candy. Courtesy of Gojo and his sweet tooth.

Geto may have been silently judging him for not getting any sour candies.

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Present day

Geto sighed and crossed his arms. "Really Satoru?" The white haired man looked down at his arms full of multiple kinds of candy. "You're right." Geto smiled thinking he was going to put it away. "I should get more!" "No."

Geto swears that sometimes it's like dating a child. But he loves the man nonetheless. So he just smiles and rolls his eyes as Gojo pouts and attempts to convince him. "Still no, Satoru." He groans loudly and puts the candies back.

"Just say you want a divorce at this point." He mutters. "What was that?" "Nothing!"

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2006

As the date went on they got more comfortable. To the dismay of everyone else.

They were sat in the dark theater eyes glued to the screen and watching the movie with fascination. At least, Geto was. Gojo was to busy staring at Geto to even care about the movie.

"You're so pretty Suguru." Geto looked over at Gojo with a look of slight surprise. Then he smiled and looked away. "Noooo." Whined Gojo. "I want to see your eyes." Geto blushed and looked back at him. And Gojo happily smiled.

And everyone else in the theater didn't dare say anything. Not wanting to deal with the arrogant teen.

Besides they already tried. Gojo just ignored them.

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Present day

The movie was almost exactly as Geto remembered it. He just couldn't remember if that plot twist had really happened the first time. Gojo on th other had didn't remember the movie at all. Still to focused on Geto to remember.

Geto sighed and looked at Gojo. Just like the first time. He thought to himself. But he didn't mind. He rather liked it. "Pay attention to the movie Satoru." He whispered. Gojo smiled and shrugged. "Nah, I think I'm good."

Some things just never change. No matter how many years pass.

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Ok! I am so sorry it took me so long to get another story out. I have really been on the brink of mental breakdowns tbh. But it's ok! We are back baby!

Hope you enjoy this while I keep on revising part three of that modern AU

As always love you guys! 💚

[frogwithgun]

Sorry I haven't been writing! Shit has gotten wild over here and honestly I've been very preoccupied. College kicks my ass every other day and I just wanna curl into a ball and die!

But other than that I think I am ready to get back into the writing! Starting with clearing up my drafts. Please excuse me for any terrible writing.

Thank you! And I love you guys! 💚