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love is loud

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happy father’s day to these two single dads !! <333

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bad habits

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Sleep talker! Gojo

*★*★*

Satoru had a problem of sleep talking, and you were the victim of it.

3:56 am

"It's them!!" He said loudly, head slightly moving left and right.

"..huh?" You asked groggily, turning around to look at him.

"If you want your... youdœblehbe.."

You thought it was over, until..

"You have three minutes." He warned with an unsettling serious voice.

"What the fuck.." You mumbled, fully awake now.

Safe to say you didn't sleep until those 3 minutes passed, scared -once again- that something might actually happen.

Thanks for reading, don't steal my work and sweet dreams.

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despite being the strongest sorcerer, satoru gojo is terrified of his wife—aka, you.

many people view you as this sweet person who so happens to bring treats whenever you visit the high school, but to satoru? you are the scariest person known to man, and that's comparing you to all of the curses he's fought.

he still loves you dearly, for he's practically enamored with your every move, but he's seen you mad.

he knows what you're like when you're even a little bit irritated.

and you're scary.

you'd think that since satoru is the strongest, he could easily laugh off your anger or whatnot, but you're thinking wrong. satoru knows better than to try that.

of course, he had to learn before he knew not to mess with you when you were angry, but luckily for you, he's a quick learner.

or he became one when you got mad at him for the first time.

"toru, can you unload the dishwasher, please?" once again, you were left with the answer of satoru's light hum as he continued to scroll through his phone. you would understand if it was your first time asking him to do so, or even your second time, but no—this was your tenth time asking him. why did you bother asking him that many times? because you didn't want to seem like you were rushing him since there was all day to do them. but you originally asked him in the morning, and now, it was currently eight-o-clock at night. "satoru, i'm serious." your tone turned stern as you leaned against the kitchen counter—eyeing him as he remained seated at the kitchen table. "i asked you repeatedly throughout the day, and they're still not done." "why don't you do them? you're already in the kitchen..." he mumbled as he squinted at his phone, and a frown pulled at your lips. "because i've done them the past few days." "exactly! because you're good at it, baby." his tone was teasing—showing that he was seemingly trying to make this a joke—but it only irritated you more. "satoru, can you please just do them?" "and if i don't?—" satoru's words were cut off as a hand slammed on the table in front of him, and he was forced to look up from his phone. only to be met with your livid expression. his lips pursed as you stared down at him, and after a moment of silence, you snapped your fingers before pointing at the sink. "dishes." your single word only made him hastily nod, yet he remained seated before speaking. "can i go change first?" you narrowed your eyes in confusion and annoyance, "why do you need to change?" "because i just pissed myself."

ever since that day, he's always done what you've asked him to do. sometimes even before you can ask him to do something, he's already doing it.

why? because that single day showed him just how scary you were. you made the man question if he really was the strongest for a moment, too, and that's saying something.

despite the fact it's been a few years, and you've forgotten about that day completely, satoru is still quite scared of you. even narrowing your eyes at him gives him chills.

are you aware of this? no, you just think that satoru learned to listen to you since you both got married.

when in reality, he only listens to you because you scare him.

eventually, some people picked up the fact that satoru was scared of you, and those people so happened to be his students.

they would tease and mock him for being scared of you, and satoru couldn't even be mad at them for that. he would just chuckle while saying that they didn't understand how scary you were.

and then they jinxed themselves by saying that there was no way you could be scary enough to even make satoru scared of you.

but then they so happened to be goofing around in class one day when you were in there whilst satoru was trying to teach.

they left the room with an earful of manners and the image of your mad expression printed in their mind.

so, now they're scared of you, too.

and satoru isn't against it because it means he gets to use the 'wife' card whenever they're not listening to him.

"can you three stop venturing off?" is this how you used to feel when satoru didn't listen to you? currently, satoru was out on a mission with yuji, nobara, and megumi to prove that they could take down a curse. there had been reports of a few grade level 4 curses who were hanging around tokyo shopping centers, so while the students kept their eyes out for them, satoru was just there for supervision. and he was there due to the fact you decided to tag along with them because you wanted to shop. so, while you went away from them to go do your own thing, satoru was left to deal with his students. usually, he wouldn't mind, but it was the fact that instead of finding these curses and dealing with them to prove that they could go on missions, they decided that the shops were more interesting than that. which, granted, some of the shops were pretty cool. satoru had bought himself some treats when the students weren't looking—which was most of the time since they were fairly distracted. once again, usually, satoru wouldn't mind. but he does start to mind when it's insanely hot outside and his treats are starting to melt. "but gojo sensei, look at all the cool stuff!" yuji whined as he gestured to the stores, and nobara nodded her head in agreement. "exactly! i've never been to tokyo!" "you're both forgetting that we're here to prove you three can handle a curse—not to prove who can spend the most money." nobara only crossed her arms, "says the one who looks like he's spent thousands on sweets..." "that's because i'm a grown man! and i've already proven i can handle a curse..." satoru frowned at nobara's words—holding his treats closer to himself. "can't you three just look at the stores after you've found the curses?" "what if we don't find the curses until late and all the shops are closed?" yuji asked, and nobara hastily nodded her head. "exactly!" it was like arguing with toddlers. satoru could only sigh before taking his phone out of his pocket, "do i need to call mrs.gojo?" "I LOVE FINDING CURSES!" yuji shouted before rushing his steps while looking around, and nobara followed suit. "LET'S TAKE THEM DOWN!" even megumi's eyes widened as he followed the other two in their search. satoru could only chuckle before putting his phone back in his pocket, "works every time..." "call me for what?" the sound of your voice made satoru jump a little as he turned to face you, and a nervous chuckle left his lips while he stared at your narrowed eyes. "there's my wife! we were just wondering where you were!" once you raised an eyebrow, telling satoru to get to the point, he looked around for something to distract you. and he then noticed the bags in your hand. he gently took them from your hand before wrapping his free arm around your waist, and he started to lead you to his students while placing a kiss against your cheek. "i was just about to call you so you could see how much fun they're having looking for a curse!" once you gave him a soft smile at his answer, satoru couldn't help but smile back before pulling you closer. "how was your shopping spree?" of course, he knew the answer given the amount of bags in his hand, but he still couldn't help but ask because it meant he got to see you smile as you explained the different stores you went to. sure, satoru was a little bit scared of you, but who wasn't a bit scared of their wife? if it meant getting to love you and have you in his arms, satoru would gladly deal with you being scary.

a/n : we love a man who's obsessed but also scared of his wife.

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morning workouts with daddy!gojo <3

this is after that incident and he is living life to the fullest and recovering well !!!!!!!

inspired by this cute video :3

// please do not use/edit or trace my work. do not post my work anywhere outside of tumblr without my permission.

also, art commissions are open! <3

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Their Blue Spring 🥲

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⋆˚꩜ ｡— jjk vol. 9

art from 2024.

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The sillies

A doodle I did at the airport 😄

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I wanted to draw my headcanon for Gojo‘s glow-up from Gremlin to God but my hand slipped

Here‘s the doodle that made me go down this rabbithole btw lmao

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We all know Satoru steals Suguru's hair ties and hair gel and Y/n would so join in one it

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“you know,” yaga started slowly, side-eyeing the sea of alumini surrounding him. covered in wounds and scratches alike. yet all eyes fix to the scene only a few metres away.

the strongest sorcerer of the modern age, bent and observing every inch of your being. you, his wife. his large hands cupping your face once he's assured no fatal harm has come onto you.

some eyes soften as you're dragged into satoru's strong arms. some hitch their breaths at the look of softness in bright blue eyes that boasted utmost feralness but a moment ago. when your life was on the line. when the sea of opponents thought it a grand idea to target you — the honoured one's beloved.

“if anything happens to that woman," yaga continued, blank, despite the small throat clear.

“we're all done for.”

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goge secret child.....?

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The strongest

- by cherriesgi

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satoru gojo—the strongest sorcerer—is an absolute softie when it comes to his wife.

the man could kill everyone in japan if he wanted to, yet when you're around, he's as dangerous as a kitten.

and that confused everyone around him.

how was it that even a murmur of your name would make the famous gojo gush and drop everything to talk about you? he could be in the midst of fighting a curse, but if his phone buzzes and your name is on the screen? that curse might as well accept its fate or be prepared for him to be on call with you for the remainder of the fight.

"toru, are you busy?" "not at all, baby—" his words would be cut off as the curse he was fighting attempted to land a hit on him, and the call would only fill with the sound of crashes before you realized what was happening. "are you seriously in the middle of a mission!?" your question remained unanswered for a second before you heard satoru laugh, "i mean, i was, but did you need something? money? sweets? a photo of your handsome husband?" "SATORU!"

it's clear to everyone that gojo is in love with you. he wouldn't just take a bullet for you, but rather a whole nuclear bomb if needed. he's willing to risk everything for you—even his job.

if he's in a meeting and you call him, he's picking up the phone no matter how many dirty looks he gets. what are they going to do about it? he's the strongest, but with the way he acts around you, you'd think otherwise.

his students have noted that every time you come into his classroom, he'd grin like a high schooler in love. he practically has heart eyes that you can see through his blindfold.

"gojo-sensei?" yuji's voice rang out in the classroom, "yes, yuji?" gojo's tone was filled with boredom as the man was leaning back in his chair—feet on top of his desk while he lifted a finger to pull back his blindfold. yuji was seen with megumi and nobara, and all three of them were pointing at the door. where you, his lovely wife, stood with a bento box. "you forgot your lunch—" "MY WIFE!" the sound of gojo's chair hitting the floor echoed as you took a step back from the doorframe, yet your attempt to move out of the way was pointless as gojo barreled toward you with open arms. his arms wrapped around you in a tight hug, and you let out a quiet sigh as you held the bento box up. "is my beautiful wife here to visit her husband?" "i'm here to give you your lunch, toru." "MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE LOVES ME ENOUGH TO COME VISIT ME!" while gojo continued to ramble with you still in his arms, the three students watched the scene with narrowed eyes. "do you think she ever gets tired of him?" nobara asked bluntly, and yuji only shrugged. they continued to watch as gojo only hugged you tighter, and a soft smile appeared on your face as he continued to talk. "i don't think so..." yuji mumbled before turning his attention back to his phone, and the others did the same thing. except for gojo. because his attention was on you and you only.

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“we’re not gonna steal a baby, satoru.”

genre: fluff, domestic softness, comedy, future family teasing

it starts with yuuji showing up at your shared apartment door looking absolutely stressed.

he’s got a three-year-old girl in his arms—soft pigtails, sparkly shoes, and big doe eyes blinking curiously at you.

“hi! uh, this is kira—my niece. i’m babysitting,” he says, and you raise an eyebrow just as satoru pokes his head out from the kitchen.

“adorable,” you say. “what’s the catch?”

“i just got a mission,” yuuji sighs. “one that doesn’t involve toddlers. can you help me out?”

before he even finishes, you’re already crouching down with a smile, cooing at the little girl.

“hi there, princess,” you grin, watching her peek from behind yuuji’s shoulder. “you wanna stay with me for a little while?”

kira nods shyly.

satoru leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, amusement lighting up his face. “you’re really volunteering for this?”

you shoot him a look. “you fight curses. i babysit. balance.”

—

about thirty minutes later, you’re seated on the living room floor, kira climbing over couch cushions like they’re a castle. her laughter fills the room like sunshine, and you can’t stop smiling, encouraging her imaginary quests and dramatic tumbles.

“you’re really good with kids,” satoru comments, flopping down on the couch nearby. his blindfold is pushed up onto his forehead, his silver-white lashes catching the light as he watches you with a rare softness in his expression.

you glance over your shoulder. “you could try playing with us, you know.”

“i’m not great with tiny humans,” he shrugs.

“you’re literally the biggest child here.”

he opens his mouth to retort, but then kira runs right up to him, placing her hands on his knees.

“up?” she asks sweetly.

and you just grin.

“come on, satoru,” you tease. “you’re not gonna say no to her, are you?”

he groans, dramatic. “fine. but only because you asked.”

you watch him lift kira into his lap—she fits so easily against him, curling into his chest like a little kitten. she starts babbling, little nonsense phrases that mean absolutely nothing, one of her small hands gripping his shirt while the other pats his chest with purpose.

“what’s she saying?” satoru mumbles, confused.

“absolutely no clue,” you laugh. “but she seems to like you.”

“she’s got taste.”

then—kira giggles, grabbing both sides of his face in her tiny hands and squishing his cheeks.

satoru freezes.

you melt.

the sight of him—six-foot-something, strongest sorcerer, smug menace—reduced to a wide-eyed babysitter with a toddler squishing his face is too much to handle.

so you do what any sane person would do.

you snap a photo.

click.

he blinks. “did you just—?”

“i’m gonna set it as my lockscreen,” you smirk.

—

eventually, yuuji returns. a little worn out, but clearly relieved to find kira unharmed and happily playing tea party with you and satoru.

“thanks so much,” he says, scooping kira into his arms. she yawns, curling into him instantly.

you kiss the top of her head gently. “bye, kira. come visit again.”

and just like that, they’re off—walking down the hallway, yuuji carrying her with a soft hum under his breath.

the apartment grows quiet.

megumi and nobara are on the floor finishing the snacks (where did they even come from?), and you’re tidying up the cushion chaos when satoru suddenly speaks.

“i want that.”

you pause. “…want what?”

he’s standing by the window, watching the hall. his voice is casual, but you catch the way his fingers twitch at his sides.

“that.” he points, and you follow his gaze—yuuji walking away, kira in his arms, her small head tucked against his shoulder.

you raise an eyebrow. “we’re not gonna steal a baby, satoru.”

he turns to you, grinning.

“we’re not gonna steal one.” he takes a step closer, that signature glint in his eyes. “we’re gonna make one.”

you open your mouth.

megumi and nobara choke.

“why are you guys having a family plan in front of us?!” megumi cries, looking genuinely distressed.

nobara covers her face. “i’m too young to be an aunt.”

you ignore them, face warm, staring at satoru’s smug little smile.

“you’re serious?”

he leans in, his hand brushing yours.

“as serious as i’ve ever been,” he whispers. “you, me, little versions of us wreaking havoc.”

“we already have yuuji for that,” you mutter, heart skipping a beat anyway.

“yeah, but this one would have your eyes,” he says, thumb gently stroking over your knuckles. “and hopefully not my sugar addiction.”

you look at him—really look—and for once, he isn’t joking. not entirely. he’s soft. earnest. hopeful.

you smile.

“let’s talk about it over dinner,” you say.

he grins, slipping his arm around your waist.

“as long as i’m dessert.”

megumi groans audibly. “i’m leaving.”

nobara is already halfway out the door.

and satoru?

he just presses a kiss to your cheek and whispers, “ours is gonna be cuter than kira.”

you roll your eyes—but you don’t disagree.

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one thing about satoru, his eyes are terrifying at night.

especially when his infinity is turned on. his eyes are glowing.

one night you got into an argument with satoru, leading you facing the other way in bed and he strictly put himself in infinity so you couldn’t touch him as a punishment. you weren’t going to anyway.

while you were facing the other way in bed, the blanket pulled over the both of your bodies, you close your eyes, attempting to sleep.

…until you feel lasers poking at your back.

you turn to the side a bit, getting that instinct that something’s watching you.

it’s satoru.

his eyes blown wide, staring at you, bright blue glowing.

“satoru, stop staring at me. it’s creepy.”

“what? i can’t stare at my spouse now? jeez. can a man do anything in life anymore?” he huffs, looking to the side in pretend frustration.

“no, you can’t. not at night.”

“fine. goodnight.”

you mumble a goodnight back, turning back to face the other way.

you close your eyes again, trying to sleep.

you feel piercing through the back of your head.

you swiftly turn around again, brows furrowed at satoru.

“i said stop staring at me!” you said, angry.

“i’m not! i’m staring at a spider crawling on your pillow.”

“oh please. if there were a spider crawling on my pillow you’d be the first to scream.” you scoff, turning back around.

minutes go by.

whipping your head around, “satoru, you’re being a freak right now!”

his eyes are still, big and glowing blue, absolutely freakishly terrifying. “i’m not even doing anything!”

“at least turn off that stupid infinity so you’re not as scary!”

“wow. so you’re saying i’m scary and ugly and hideous now and that i belong under the bed because i’m a monster. what affection.” he turns around the other way.

you sigh, finally finding your peace, turning back around, closing your eyes.

you relax…

…before slowly grabbing another pillow, turning and wacking him straight in the face. because again, he was staring at you with those big blue creepy ass eyes!

“owww!!! i just wanted to look at you!” his voice mumbled under the pillow.

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