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ihe4rtaki · 6 days ago

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gojo satoru as master jinshi in the honey scene (apothecary diaries)

ʚ pairing: master gojo x apothecary reader

ʚ cont: finger sucking, dirty talk, suggestive, teasing, deep throating (fingers), inappropriate use of honey

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

“good girls should be rewarded” master gojo dipped his fingers into the pot of honey, revealing slender fingers covered in the sticky substance

it was hard to ignore how sensual and beautiful his hands looked… and how particularly arousing they were with something sticky dripping from the tips. you nearly short circuited when he raised his fingers upwards

“i- master gojo-“ you backed up, hands raised ready to decline. surely he couldn’t be meaning for you to suck the honey off them?? in broad daylight?? and with master ijichi by the door?

“cmon, you like sweets don’t you?” he cooed.

your body went ridged when you backed into the wall behind you, and master gojo continues to crowd you against it, his frame towering over you and bracketing you against the wall

you couldn’t see master ijichi like this, it made you think you were alone, just for a second.

“just a taste, you deserve a reward after all.” his voice was much like the substance on his fingers—honeyed and too lovely to resist.

he held them just before your lips, the honey dripping onto the floor between you when you didn’t move. you looked down at his slender fingers, aching. “just a taste?”

he nodded. “mm.”

you were hesitant to part your lips, but ultimately did so when the throb between your thighs commanded your brain to act. your tongue poked between your lips, and you opened your mouth for him.

master gojo made a sound of approval when he placed his fingers on your tongue, sliding the sweetness deeper into your mouth. your taste buds burst, setting alight as he slid down your tongue. “yes, good girl. close.”

so you did. your eyes locked with his, and the action felt more intimate than before. he had a lazy smile on his face, eyes flickering between your lips around his fingers, and your eyes that begged him for something not even you knew.

you swirled you tongue around his fingers, swallowing the sweetness bit by bit. his breath hitched on your first swallow, followed by a barely there nod. “there you go, tastes good right?”

you nodded around his fingers, hands twitching at your sides to wrap your hands around his wrist and pull him in deeper.

“mm, keep going. lick and suck until they’re clean, you deserve every last drop.” you didn’t know if you were imagining it, but his voice sounded headier than before.

you swirled your tongue around his fingers, sucking as he said until all you tasted was his skin and the residual sweetness there from your saliva. master gojo pushed his fingers deeper unexpectedly, making you choke, gaging around them.

he groaned them, quiet, but it was there. there was no more honey, so you thought he would have taken back his fingers by now, but his eyes were locked in a trance, enthralled by your plush lips that continued to suck away.

“did you like it?” he asked “do you like it?” he pulled his fingers back slowly, and you thought he was going to give you your mouth back, but he instead pushed them back in, repeating that intoxicating rhythm a few more times.

you nodded, an embarrassing sound choked in your throat. “you’re so eager, and to think you were hesitant before.” you blushed, and he increased his rhythm, his cheeks flushing gradually. “tell me, was it the honey you really wanted? or something else?”

you gasped when a knee was shoved between your own. you placed your hands on his thigh, not knowing whether to push him away or pull him closer. the pressure between your thoughts felt so good.

“it seems to me like the little apothecary likes it… likes my fingers in her mouth?” his breath hitched when you gagged. “am i wrong? hm?” the sounds of sucking increased, bouncing off the walls and making you dizzy.

you squeezed your thighs around his knee, and a smile graced his expression.

he pushed harder.

“good girl. such a willing and accepting mouth.” his words made your head spin, and you whined around his fingers. “you suck so well, perhaps you would want something-“

master ijichi cleared his throat then, and you were thrown back into reality. shoving his chest with a gasp, he jerked back, taking his wet fingers and his knee with him.

he looked shocked, and his chest still rose and fell heavily. you were worried you offended him, before a smile made his cheeks dimple, and you released a breathe. he looked over his shoulder quickly, snickering at what he saw before he graced you with his attention once more.

you still ached. you didn’t want to stop, and that need increased tenfold when he leaned in and whispered against your ear. “if you’re at all curious as to where this was going as i am… find me later.”

your skin burned with the kiss he pressed there. then, he turned his back and was gone, leaving you a mess of hormones alone in the room.

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ihe4rtaki · 6 days ago

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"JUST A LITTLE LONGER" - SATORU GOJO

✴︎ summary: after geto defects, you find yourself on a roof of a building wondering where things went wrong - and you're not the only one. based off another scene from apothecary diaries. ✴︎ contents: gojo x f!reader, fluff, angst about geto, gojo cries, reader does too a little, but cuddling from behind, i love this scene so much it's so cute, and jinshi is so gojo coded ✴︎ wc: 821

This was probably a stupid idea.

And it was, you knew that, but it didn’t stop you from doing it anyway. A cursed spirit could kill you any day, so what was falling off a roof? Besides, you took another shot of sake, you couldn’t quite bring yourself to care about the possible chance of falling to your death after today.

Suguru was gone.

Defected, after slaughtering so many people — or monkeys as he called them now. There was no changing his mind — no going back. Suguru was a person of conviction — you supposed he still was. Shoko simply went with the flow, Satoru knew what his duties were, and you — you didn’t know what you were doing, but you thought maybe it was enough if you could help just one person every day. Especially if that person was one of your friends.

And yet you didn’t see one of your friends needing your help, did you?

So why were you sitting up on the roof of one of Jujutsu Tech’s buildings? You didn’t know either — you had a whole suite of aloneness you could have drank in, but you choose to take a shot in the same place that you, Suguru, Shoko, and Satoru drank in on late nights between assignments.

Shoko would tease you — too sentimental for your own good — that’s what she always told you, but you couldn’t help it. Not after a night like this. But sitting up here wouldn’t resolve anything would it?

And you began to carefully climb down, thinking about how much easier it was when Suguru used a cursed spirit to help you up (even when he really wasn’t supposed to summon them on campus). Fuck, your eyes burn with tears. You missed him—

Your foot slips, as you fall backwards, into the awaiting arms — more like the awaiting body of someone below. You hear a grunt as you tumble backwards into them, your body and mind in shock, wondering what person you possibly murdered with your stupidity.

“Satoru? What are you doing here?”

“I should be asking you that,” Satoru grumbled at you as you turned to face him, “y'know when I joked that you would be falling for me, this isn’t what I meant,”

“Oh really? Because this is exactly what I had in mind,” you snort, and you move to get up, but he’s pulling you back with a hand around your wrist, “Toru, let me get off of you—”

“No, it’s cold,” he pouts, and now you really take a look at him — he wasn’t wearing his glasses for once, his hair unkempt at best, and his uniform all too disheveled — and his face, porcelain skin flushed red — and the faint smell of—was that— “are you drunk?” Satoru wasn't one to drink, but you supposed it wasn't for the act of it as it was the effect.

And it may have been the moonlight, but you swore he flushed further, before he’s forcing you to turn back around, pulling you further into his lap, his arms around your middle, “Maybe,” he mumbles, “I could say the same to you,” and you spot the bottle of sake on the ground in the grass, somehow not broken, “reminiscing about old times?” he pressed his forehead against your shoulder.

“Yeah,” you sigh, teeth baring down on your bottom lip, as his breath warmed your neck, his hair tickling your skin as he leaned closer, “when did it go wrong?”

“More like when did i go wrong?” he mutters, words all too bitter, “I should have seen it — I should have done more—”

“No one saw it, we didn’t realize how bad it had gotten for him since Riko,” you whispered, “none of us—”

“You weren’t his best friend—”

“Me and Shoko were there too,” you cut him off, “we were there too,” you say quietly, “either way, Suguru made his choices, just as we did. And there’s nothing more we can do, except for what we can do here,” and then you add, “and it isn’t your fault.”

“Why not?”

“Because i said so,” and he laughs then, a genuine laugh.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, before burying his face in the nape of your neck, his nose tickling you, and despite the cool air of the approaching fall, your body was now burning.

“Toru—you’re tickling me—” and he’s only pulling you closer, as you finally glance back at him, “Toru—” and your words fall away, as you see a tear slip down his cheek, his eyes shut.

“Just a little longer,” he says, barely above a whisper, his face pressed against your shoulder again, as his arms tighten around your middle, “warm me up for a little bit more,”

You stare up at the night sky, stars dotting the night sky — such a beautiful night despite it all — as you finally let your tears slip down your cheeks silently, “I’ll stay as long as you want.”

And you did, forever.

✴︎ a/n: i hope this doesn't flop like my other fics lately, but oh well lol. i wrote this quick little thing now, so forgive any typos.

✴︎ taglist: @forest-hashira, @anondrive, @neon-crow, @forest-fruits-jam, @yukuriku, @lxvegojo

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ihe4rtaki · 3 months ago

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Like a brother i never had, using our humor to mask our trauma. Drowning ourselves in sweet treats.

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ihe4rtaki · 4 months ago

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if i haven't convinced you to watch the apothecary diaries already by my frequent ramblings about it, please consider the fact that there was a suggestive scene in the previous episode wherein the main lead WHIMPERS (!!) (his shit was grabbed accidentally by FL) and his dub va is kaiji tang. sounds familiar??? yes that is THEEE dub va of THEE gojo satoru that said "you cryin??" so, in conclusion:

WATCH APOTHECARY DIARIES TO HEAR GOJO (REINCARNATED AS A BABYGIRL IN IMPERIAL CHINA) WHIMPER!!! (100% REAL, WILL NOT REGRET)

plus points: it's a mystery drama first and romance one second (and the mystery is SO GOOD), female lead is a woman in STEM (!!) and the best mc i've seen tbh, the drama is surrounding mostly women's politics (and who doesn't love women!!) , male lead is a YEARNERRRR, they'll kiss by the end of the second season, it's SUPER popular so i believe it'll keep getting animated but there's a manga and light novel going strong :')

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ihe4rtaki · 4 months ago

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horror movie boy ‹𝟹 itoshi rin

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ in which, you watch rin’s favourite movie with him.

˖ ࣪⭑ you knew rin was a horror fanatic. anything horror related. books, manga, anime, music, and movies. especially movies.

rin, the sweet boyfriend he was, had listened to you yap about all your favourite genres, movies, shows, mangas, manhwas, books, whatever it was you enjoyed. he’d watched all your favourite movies with you with a soft smile on his lips as he held you in his arms and appreciated your excitement over such simple things.

that’s when you had proposed that you should watch rin’s favourite movie with him. oh boy, you were in for a ride.

rin had protested of course, claiming it wasn’t your style, too gorey and much too terrifying for you to handle. he even went on to tell you that he didn’t want you to think he was messed up in the head (maybe you were considering it). nevertheless, you insisted.

you’d bothered him for a whole week straight before he’d finally given in. so now here you were, in the dark and curled up on his couch with the fluffiest of blankets enveloping the both of you as you trembled in fear. the sounds of screaming, murder, blood and gore filled the room as you watched the most horrific scene unfold on the tv in front of you.

you were completely frozen in place, nothing to comfort you put the warmth and solidity of rin’s body against yours and his hands rubbing soothing circles on your arm.

peeling your eyes away finally from the screen, you looked up at rin and to your heart’s delight, you saw his pretty teal eyes completely fixated on the sight in front of him. you had never seen rin seem so fascinated and captivated by a piece of media before. his lips parted in awe as you heard another violent sound come from the tv. the light from the screen illuminated his pretty face, just highlighting the wonder and enchantment that softened his features, and you couldn’t help but think he looked absolutely adorable.

was it wrong to think that? i mean, your boyfriend was practically fawning over the most sickening and terrifying movie you had ever seen, and the only thing you could say about him was that he looked adorable? but now you saw how twisted he was and you couldn’t help but feel your heart surge with overwhelming adoration for him. to see rin so enamoured by something as simple as a movie was the sweetest most adorable thing you could ever imagine. and to think you were lucky enough to experience this side of him.

maybe rin was twisted for his taste in movies, but you might just be more twisted for admiring his unsettling oddities.

with a small smile, you returned your attention to the movie and jumped in fear once another splatter of blood erupted from a body. ever the attentive boy he was, rin pulled you closer to him and squeezed your shoulder comfortingly.

after some more blood and gore had passed, the credits had finally begun to roll. it was safe to say you were a jumpy and trembling mess after that movie.

you looked up at him, giving him a weak smile. “that wasn’t so bad.”

but rin knew you better than anyone by now and knew your lies. he smiled softly at you and it made every second of that movie worth it.

“i’m so proud of you.” he pressed his lips to the top of your head. “my brave girl.”

rin was twisted maybe, but he was yours.

your sweet and twisted horror movie boy.

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