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Gojo Got Drunk

Gojo Satoru x gn!reader

Summary: You went out for your annual holiday drinks with some coworkers. This year, Gojo drank something other than soda. You weren't ready for the antics.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Gojo being drunk, slight angst

A/N: Doing a small character study with this blue eyed princess. I also haven't written in months and I'm extremely rusty af

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You found Gojo’s bobbing figure amusing, like watching one of those bendy inflatables. He sluggishly clung to whoever was nearest, face colored red from drinking and his head lolled side to side between conversation. The first victim of the night, Nanami, could only handle his drunk antics for so long before he slid out of the booth and left the white-haired sorcerer moping and making grabby hands to anyone whose name he could drunkenly sound out.

Normally, Gojo composed himself when out for drinks. He stuck to soda or a mocktail while acting the biggest fool among other drunks. How he let himself go tonight made no sense to the rest of you, nor were you that concerned. He acted no different to any other day, albeit a little clingier. Gojo was always loud.

"He's an idiot," Shoko said when you stared too long at his bobbing head. You turned your attention to her as she filled your glasses for the third round. "I doubt he even had two drinks."

"Yeah." You laughed to yourself, shifting in your booth seat. "It's kind of funny." You looked back at him when he toyed with the tiny umbrella in his drink. His mouth dropped in a pout with the overhead light reflecting off of his shades. "I don't think I've ever seen him drunk."

"Enjoy it while it lasts. He's not going to drink again after this."

You hummed. "Guess he really is a lightweight."

"Nice bracelet," Shoko said. You looked down to where she pointed at the shiny bangle on your wrist. "Where'd you get it?"

"I got it as a present from my mom." You twisted your wrist a little to show it off. "Between this or the fuzzy socks I got from her and the fountain pen from my dad, this one seemed appropriate for tonight."

"Would have loved to see you in your fuzzy socks." Shoko rested her chin in her hand.

"Yeah, I guess." You set your wrist down and shrugged. "I don't know. It feels like we're not close anymore."

"Are you going home for New Year's?"

You shook your head. "No point in trying."

She narrowed her eyes. "I get it." She sighed and took a drink from her glass. "It's a tough job with tough hours."

"Sometimes, I wonder if I should have taken my cousin's advice and worked an office job." You pouted. "Then again, that's a whole different hell."

"No rest for the wicked."

"No." You sighed and sank deeper into your chair.

An arm quickly slung around your shoulder. At the same moment, they tugged, dragging you down into someone's chest. You floundered and stabilized yourself before you could fall out of the booth. Your hands gripped the table for purchase. Your heart raced from the jolt

"Why the long face?" Gojo chastised you,bending his knees. "It's Christmas Eve. You should be happy!"

You frowned at him. "Gojo!"

"Satoru!" He cheered with a big grin.

"Why aren't you at your booth?" You attempted to look over his shoulder at the long-abandoned booth, but Gojo pulled you closer.

"I got lonely. Nobody would sit with me." He leaned closer to look at both you and Shoko. "But that's fine because I got you two lovelies."

"Count me out." Shoko slipped out of her side of the boot and grabbed her drink. "I don't need a headache this early in the night."

You watched her helplessly. "Shoko."

"Take care." She half-heartedly waved before weaving around the bar to a different group.

You tried to follow her with your eyes, hoping she'd feel the heat of your stare, but Gojo wedged himself into the seat beside you clumsily with his arm still around your shoulders. He laughed boisterously and set his drink with the tiny umbrella on the table beside yours. Every move he made only jostled you.

"What's up!"

You frowned and tried to pull away from him, but he wouldn't let you. "Gojo..."

"Have I ever told you how pretty your eyes are?" He tilted his head down, correcting it when it started to roll.

"Yes." You looked away flustered. "Many times."

"It's cute when you play hard-to-get."

The alcohol burned your cheeks. "We're dating."

"You don't act like it." He absentmindedly blew air into your face.

"That's-" You were at a loss.

He wasn't wrong. The two of you started dating four months prior, after his constant and incessant flirting. Contrary to popular belief, you were the one to ask him out. It took small deliberation on his part before he agreed to be your boyfriend, only after you swore it didn't have to be serious. He didn't like serious. You accepted that.

So, the sudden personality flip this past month embarrassed you to no end. He was touchy and affectionate like no tomorrow. You struggled to keep up with this change. It happened out of nowhere. From casual dates and hookups to him being everything he agreed not to be. You worried you'd find a heart box of chocolates on your counter tomorrow morning for Christmas.

"What, you don't like me?" He pouted and leaned closer.

"I like you," you assured, placing your hand on his chest to keep him from falling onto you. "I'm just- you're drunk and you won't remember this tomorrow. So, I don't see why we should discuss it now."

"I'll remember." He pulled away to pout more. "I'm not going to forget what you said."

"Gojo." You sighed and started over. "Satoru-"

He hummed in content and fell into you, burying his face in your neck. "Yeah?"

"Why are you so...different?"

He slumped against your shoulder. "What do you mean?"

"You weren't like this a month ago." You tried to pull away to look at him, but he wrapped his arm around your side, keeping you locked in place. "You're really touchy."

"I'm your boyfriend," he answered breezily, if a little slurred. "I want to be a good boyfriend."

Your stomach twisted into a knot. "Satoru-"

"I love you," he muttered. He buried himself into your neck more. "Is that what you want to hear?"

Your heart dropped into your stomach. You lost your breath, trying to decide if what you heard was real. It was a mistake. He mumbled and you misheard.

"What?"

He nuzzled your neck. "I love you," he said with more clarity.

"Satoru." You managed to nudge him away so you could look at him properly. You pushed his shades up to his hairline and saw his eyes for the first time that night. Red-rimmed and shiny with unshed tears. You inhaled softly. "Satoru, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I love you." He turned you to him and held you by the shoulders. "That's enough, right?"

The look in his eyes told you he wasn't all there. As if he was looking right through you. You ignored the rest of the noise from the bar and focused on Satoru. Even if he weren't drunk, you would be worried. 

"Yes. Of course, that's enough." You nodded your head.

"You don't have to love me back," he said, pulling you into a hug as he buried his head in your shoulder. "It's okay. Don't leave."

"I won't." You returned the hug. Was this moving too fast? Were you ready for the next step in your relationship? Would he feel the same way in the morning? Would you? It didn’t matter."And I love you too."

He laughed breathlessly into your shirt. "Can I kiss you?"

"You don't have to ask."

He pulled away slightly to bring his mouth to yours. It was slow and hesitant, the way he hovered. In the long second he hesitated, you wondered what would come of this. He stared into your eyes for a long moment before he closed his eyes and relinquished himself to the kiss. You reciprocated with ease, relaxing your body and melting into him.

When he broke the kiss, he buried his face in your shoulder again. "I love you, Suguru."

Your heart stopped beating.

Satoru nuzzled you closer. "Don't leave this time."

You swallowed dryly.

He slumped against you. "I love you."

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Gojo Got Drunk

Gojo Satoru x gn!reader

Summary: You went out for your annual holiday drinks with some coworkers. This year, Gojo drank something other than soda. You weren't ready for the antics.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Gojo being drunk, slight angst

A/N: Doing a small character study with this blue eyed princess. I also haven't written in months and I'm extremely rusty af

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You found Gojo’s bobbing figure amusing, like watching one of those bendy inflatables. He sluggishly clung to whoever was nearest, face colored red from drinking and his head lolled side to side between conversation. The first victim of the night, Nanami, could only handle his drunk antics for so long before he slid out of the booth and left the white-haired sorcerer moping and making grabby hands to anyone whose name he could drunkenly sound out.

Normally, Gojo composed himself when out for drinks. He stuck to soda or a mocktail while acting the biggest fool among other drunks. How he let himself go tonight made no sense to the rest of you, nor were you that concerned. He acted no different to any other day, albeit a little clingier. Gojo was always loud.

"He's an idiot," Shoko said when you stared too long at his bobbing head. You turned your attention to her as she filled your glasses for the third round. "I doubt he even had two drinks."

"Yeah." You laughed to yourself, shifting in your booth seat. "It's kind of funny." You looked back at him when he toyed with the tiny umbrella in his drink. His mouth dropped in a pout with the overhead light reflecting off of his shades. "I don't think I've ever seen him drunk."

"Enjoy it while it lasts. He's not going to drink again after this."

You hummed. "Guess he really is a lightweight."

"Nice bracelet," Shoko said. You looked down to where she pointed at the shiny bangle on your wrist. "Where'd you get it?"

"I got it as a present from my mom." You twisted your wrist a little to show it off. "Between this or the fuzzy socks I got from her and the fountain pen from my dad, this one seemed appropriate for tonight."

"Would have loved to see you in your fuzzy socks." Shoko rested her chin in her hand.

"Yeah, I guess." You set your wrist down and shrugged. "I don't know. It feels like we're not close anymore."

"Are you going home for New Year's?"

You shook your head. "No point in trying."

She narrowed her eyes. "I get it." She sighed and took a drink from her glass. "It's a tough job with tough hours."

"Sometimes, I wonder if I should have taken my cousin's advice and worked an office job." You pouted. "Then again, that's a whole different hell."

"No rest for the wicked."

"No." You sighed and sank deeper into your chair.

An arm quickly slung around your shoulder. At the same moment, they tugged, dragging you down into someone's chest. You floundered and stabilized yourself before you could fall out of the booth. Your hands gripped the table for purchase. Your heart raced from the jolt

"Why the long face?" Gojo chastised you,bending his knees. "It's Christmas Eve. You should be happy!"

You frowned at him. "Gojo!"

"Satoru!" He cheered with a big grin.

"Why aren't you at your booth?" You attempted to look over his shoulder at the long-abandoned booth, but Gojo pulled you closer.

"I got lonely. Nobody would sit with me." He leaned closer to look at both you and Shoko. "But that's fine because I got you two lovelies."

"Count me out." Shoko slipped out of her side of the boot and grabbed her drink. "I don't need a headache this early in the night."

You watched her helplessly. "Shoko."

"Take care." She half-heartedly waved before weaving around the bar to a different group.

You tried to follow her with your eyes, hoping she'd feel the heat of your stare, but Gojo wedged himself into the seat beside you clumsily with his arm still around your shoulders. He laughed boisterously and set his drink with the tiny umbrella on the table beside yours. Every move he made only jostled you.

"What's up!"

You frowned and tried to pull away from him, but he wouldn't let you. "Gojo..."

"Have I ever told you how pretty your eyes are?" He tilted his head down, correcting it when it started to roll.

"Yes." You looked away flustered. "Many times."

"It's cute when you play hard-to-get."

The alcohol burned your cheeks. "We're dating."

"You don't act like it." He absentmindedly blew air into your face.

"That's-" You were at a loss.

He wasn't wrong. The two of you started dating four months prior, after his constant and incessant flirting. Contrary to popular belief, you were the one to ask him out. It took small deliberation on his part before he agreed to be your boyfriend, only after you swore it didn't have to be serious. He didn't like serious. You accepted that.

So, the sudden personality flip this past month embarrassed you to no end. He was touchy and affectionate like no tomorrow. You struggled to keep up with this change. It happened out of nowhere. From casual dates and hookups to him being everything he agreed not to be. You worried you'd find a heart box of chocolates on your counter tomorrow morning for Christmas.

"What, you don't like me?" He pouted and leaned closer.

"I like you," you assured, placing your hand on his chest to keep him from falling onto you. "I'm just- you're drunk and you won't remember this tomorrow. So, I don't see why we should discuss it now."

"I'll remember." He pulled away to pout more. "I'm not going to forget what you said."

"Gojo." You sighed and started over. "Satoru-"

He hummed in content and fell into you, burying his face in your neck. "Yeah?"

"Why are you so...different?"

He slumped against your shoulder. "What do you mean?"

"You weren't like this a month ago." You tried to pull away to look at him, but he wrapped his arm around your side, keeping you locked in place. "You're really touchy."

"I'm your boyfriend," he answered breezily, if a little slurred. "I want to be a good boyfriend."

Your stomach twisted into a knot. "Satoru-"

"I love you," he muttered. He buried himself into your neck more. "Is that what you want to hear?"

Your heart dropped into your stomach. You lost your breath, trying to decide if what you heard was real. It was a mistake. He mumbled and you misheard.

"What?"

He nuzzled your neck. "I love you," he said with more clarity.

"Satoru." You managed to nudge him away so you could look at him properly. You pushed his shades up to his hairline and saw his eyes for the first time that night. Red-rimmed and shiny with unshed tears. You inhaled softly. "Satoru, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I love you." He turned you to him and held you by the shoulders. "That's enough, right?"

The look in his eyes told you he wasn't all there. As if he was looking right through you. You ignored the rest of the noise from the bar and focused on Satoru. Even if he weren't drunk, you would be worried. 

"Yes. Of course, that's enough." You nodded your head.

"You don't have to love me back," he said, pulling you into a hug as he buried his head in your shoulder. "It's okay. Don't leave."

"I won't." You returned the hug. Was this moving too fast? Were you ready for the next step in your relationship? Would he feel the same way in the morning? Would you? It didn’t matter."And I love you too."

He laughed breathlessly into your shirt. "Can I kiss you?"

"You don't have to ask."

He pulled away slightly to bring his mouth to yours. It was slow and hesitant, the way he hovered. In the long second he hesitated, you wondered what would come of this. He stared into your eyes for a long moment before he closed his eyes and relinquished himself to the kiss. You reciprocated with ease, relaxing your body and melting into him.

When he broke the kiss, he buried his face in your shoulder again. "I love you, Suguru."

Your heart stopped beating.

Satoru nuzzled you closer. "Don't leave this time."

You swallowed dryly.

He slumped against you. "I love you."

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Rockstar jjk Headcanons

Might expand on these ideas(ik they're pretty short and poorly proofread) but just had to get them out. Might do little blurbs for each character (let me know if you'd like that)

Characters included: (Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Sukuna, Shoko, Ijichi)

Warnings: none really, maybe language

Gojo: 

Singer mostly but can play almost every instrument known to man

Love love loves playing big stadiums with crowds (very proud of his band and himself)

Always looking for fangirls to tease them during concerts (sweaty towels, water bottles) 

Some tattoos shown from his thin shirts and collars (temporary tattoos) fan theories go wilddddd (what happened to his damn tattoos) 

Nanami:

Plays main guitar (he might not like the attention, but everyone and the fans know he's talented and he knows it too. He cares about this band, and making good music is something he prides himself in. Didn't want to join the band at first, but he's played guitar since he was little; of course Gojo somehow used his charms to get him to join :)) 

Secret tattoos ;)

Long term relationship or no relationship, keeps to himself and doesn’t like photoshoots or publicity 

Secretly goes to the clubs at night, to drink or to meet up with his girl (he might not like to show off during the actual show, but is a really good dancer but obviously only his girl knows that ;))

Fights Geto with leadership roles (he works with Shoko with setting up concerts and signing paperwork etc)  

Geto: 

Fights with Gojo over who sings (both sing and can play multiple instruments)

Very cocky and very materialistic (hates screaming fans but love how much they adore him and how much money they give him)

Manipulative but a strong leader during practices and concerts (he doesn't want to look weak or stupid)

always shows up a few minutes late to make the others mad because they know they need him

Groupies (hates the ladies but he knows the girls love him) 

Sukuna: 

Drums (loud and also cocky)

Thinks everyone loves him and thinks he's a god ;) (hehe)

Doesn’t care for crowds either but just ignores them 

Gets into fights at bars (very easily teased and becomes aggressive) 

Has a younger brother (Itadori) has to follow him on tour; bullies him but still watches over him and very protective of him 

Shoko:

Publicist (but hates every single one of them) 

Has had an on and off secret relationship with gojo (or at least that's what the fans believe) 

“Can you guys not fuck up for once” 

Gets annoyed during photoshoots and public outings because none of them like each other (geto and sukuna) (nanami is always hiding) (gojo is the only one that gets decent photos; obviously solo shots) 

Ijichi: 

Bus driver

Always gets stuck picking them up when their drunk

Gets roped into everything he wants to avoid (hides in the bus often during shows, but he gets paid well and he knows the band is talented)

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Dad!Nanami

Here is a little story/headcanon I cooked up for dad!Nanami, I hope you guys like it.

Warnings: none, sorry for the format though it looks a little crowded

Let me know how I did! I love any feedback or requests! I want to be more active on this page hopefully this February!

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He’s on the phone with another client, trying to tie up loose ends from home, while still having to bring work home with him; 

He promised to spend more time with you and the baby not long ago, making sure he didn’t miss the opportunities to make memories with you and his daughter. 

It wasn’t a hard decision to make, telling the higher-ups to deal with it, knowing that he was needed to keep this company alive and thriving. 

Even though he hated this job and the people who made it successful. But he didn’t need money for just himself anymore. He needed to provide for you and his beloved daughter. 

Sometimes he did have to make calls from home, hiding his work self away from you as he grumbled and huffed as he heard the specific phone ring from his office. 

Both of you had breakfast before, cutting up her food and while you talked to him about the day

It was the only time he truly felt peace. You tried to keep him comfortable and keep him talking since you knew that he loved to talk about anything other than his feelings. 

Hearing the phone ring brought a frown to his face, handing the spoon to you while kissing your daughter’s head and your cheek, as he walked slowly to the annoying ringing noise.  

You loved to watch him be so dramatic. It was the only time he really showed other emotions, rather than his work embodiment (strict and composed) that his coworkers see. 

You and your daughter love to sneak in during his phone calls, trying not to distract him (that's a complete lie) and mess with his desk that's too clean and organized. He gives you an annoyed look, one that doesn’t reflect how he feels for you, that look is only for his job. His eyes roll with a comedic slowness. “Only a few more hours,” you mouth to him. 

Kissing his frowning lips with the loudest smack to make his cheeks blush just a little before you leave. You knew his coworkers heard him, he knew it too. Did he care? Absolutely not. 

Your daughter would linger; her finished coloring page in her hand, as she stood by his chair, his attention to the phone was completely forgotten as his eyes would match her glowing ones. His smile beaming as she whispers about what she colored, explaining the whole story she made up in her head, obviously one of the squiggles in the drawing is him and she's so proud of it. He puts it up next to all the other drawings she’s made for him, hung up on the windows to his office to show everyone in the entire world that she’s the best artist. 

You’d feel his hands stir you awake as your head jumps from the couch suddenly. His hand running down your back gently pulling you from sleep as he told you dinner was almost ready. You beamed and almost cried at the gesture. He knew that working from home was easier for both of you but that wasn’t enough for him. 

All his time was catered towards taking care of his family, nothing else mattered. He wouldn’t even take calls from work (or Gojo) after 7, and they all knew that. 

He loved to see your sweet smile pull gently towards your cheeks, pulling your daughter closer to your chest as she slept soundly from the busy day of coloring. It was a hard job. And she took it very seriously. 

He loved his family, and choosing to be with you and finding something to create his life around was something he’ll never regret or give up and he’s never shown you anything that could make you doubt. All his love is for you and his family, and he’ll never let go and neither will you.

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rainy day

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Rainy Days

Nanami x reader (it can be seen as romantic or platonic honestly)

warnings: none

A/N: my first time writing for this character and this fandom. Just finished the show not too long ago. Just wanted to write a little blurb for this man. Let me know how i did :)

“I’m busy.” He hissed as the door to his office opened slowly. His intimidating, but boring look sat upon his face, looking through the financial papers that never seemed to leave his hand. Unless he was exorcizing curses obviously. 

You smiled as you realized he didn’t know it was you. His eyes were still set on the words he set to read and finish up before going to lunch. Surprising him with his favorite sandwich, not wanting him to catch a cold in the rain pouring outside. 

A sigh came from his lips as he waited for the person that was interrupting him to speak; probably nonsense and something that would make him more annoyed than he already was. He hates this job so much but having money is nice. 

He looks up to see you drenched from the rain, his sandwich safe as you kept it from getting soggy, but you weren’t so lucky.

Everything but the sandwich was ruined.

He moved from his seat quickly, seeing you. You smiled awkwardly holding up the bag that held his lunch in your hand. Waving with your other, acting like nothing was wrong.  

“Wow, not even a hi? Or how was your day?” He stood in front of you, ignoring your remarks, while his hands quickly grabbed the paper bag from your shaking hands, your hair dripping at the ends. Your outfit was soaked. 

He looked outside to see the pouring rain hit the city under him. The street lights flickered as the lightning matched their energy keeping the dark sky somewhat lit. He looked at the clock, noticing it was the time you two met up at the local market to grab lunch, but he must have forgotten, surrounded by the rage over some deal he made with a couple of clients, screwed up by the higher-ups creating a mess for only him to clean up. 

Food wasn’t really on his mind, but his stomach said something completely different. 

“I'm sorry,” he grumbled. His hand ran over his nose and cheeks, hoping to wipe away some of the blushing that reddened his face. He caused you to worry, grabbing his lunch and walking across town in a thunderstorm for him. Why did you care so much for him? He wasn’t that special. 

“Nanami, it's okay.”

“You’re soaking wet. Your clothes are ruined.” He stared at you with guilt. He wore that face often. But you grabbed his shoulder before he could start pacing.  

“It's just a little rain. Besides, you forgot your food.” 

You knew he would’ve done the same for you. Both idiots forget umbrellas but he would use his expensive suit jacket to keep you dry. 

“Nanami but what about your jack-”

“Don’t worry about me.” 

Even though you are always worried. No one else does. 

His gaze met yours, his glasses were taken off, and you saw tiredness glazed over them. You saw many emotions that many people didn’t.

Worry. Guilt. Happiness. 

Seeing you always made him happy. 

“I'll see if I can find you some new clothes before you leave.” 

“Don’t worry about me. Let's eat first. Your food will get cold.” As you grabbed his hand towards his desk. 

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I'd run out in the pouring rain; a ravenous thunderstorm just to see him smile. &lt;3

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A Nanami I drew for my birthday :)

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Masterlist

Jujutsu Kaisen

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Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

Characters:

Satoru Gojo 

Rockstar jjk headcanons 

Kento Nanami

Rainy Day blurb

Dad!Nanami 

rockstar jjk headcanons

Suguru Geto

Rockstar jjjk headcanons 

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