#and like. The way I was romantically involved with gojo?

[tamayokny]

i want to share a very weird dream i once had in honor of gojo satoru’s birthday.

long story short, i was pregnant in my dream world. everyone (mostly the cast of jujutsu kaisen) congratulated me and kept asking me who the father was. however, i was very reserved and secretive, so i wouldn’t reveal the father’s identity. however, gojo was often around and would tease me whilst helping me out. eventually, there were moments where it was just the two of us and we were intimate. not in a sexual way, but we were spending time together. eventually, it dawned onto me that gojo was the father and i was in a relationship with him. the relationship was kept secret for many reasons, but i remember thinking that everyone would be shocked because such a short, sweet, and reserved person was in a relationship and having a child with gojo.

TLDR: i had the weirdest dream where i was in a relationship and expecting a child with gojo satoru.

[kamiversee]

Fuck Me Through It ꨄ

[ { Synopsis } ] ➤ You and Geto seemed to have craved each other’s bodies more than either of you initially let on— hence why a hot & heavy phone call with him wasn’t enough to satisfy him. (Part One)

[ { Need to know } ] ➤This is a What-If scenario that stems from my fic; The F*ck List— A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt.

[ { Content & Warning } ] ➤ f!reader, dirty talk, language, manhandling, tw; spitting & slight mention to satosugu, Suguru's mouth is filthy as per usual... you get the rest.

[ { Paring } ] ➤ Geto Suguru x f!reader. Perv!Geto x f!reader.

[ { Word Count } ] ➤ 3.1k

——TOO ADDICTING. YOUR CUNT WAS too damn addicting.

Geto not only realized that, but he accepted it. Yeah, watching your fingers disappear inside your dripping hole for a bit while he jerked off was stimulating but, how dare you only cum at the mention of his best friend?

Yeah, there weren’t any feelings involved between you and Geto but damn, he’s almost disrespected that only by mentioning Satoru did you manage to cum.

Which perfectly explains why he was at your doorstep within the next few minutes. He didn’t knock or anything, simply texted you since he knew Shoko was home and probably asleep.

It was one o’clock in the morning by this point and yet there he was, impatiently waiting for you to open the door for him.

And when you do, you don’t even get to say hi or anything as he’s stepping in, roughly grabbing ahold of your jaw, and tugging you close while crashing his lips into yours.

Your apartment door is messily closed and locked as Geto hungrily makes out with you. Once the door is taken care of, his free hand latches onto your waist and you’re simply melting in his touch.

Oh Geto Suguru was pissed by this point. He’s not a jealous man, nor does he hold any romantic feelings for you— he thinks. But, you got off because of Satoru and not him? Again, how dare you?

He was going to remind you why you’re friends with benefits. Yeah, you must’ve forgotten who the hell he is.

It’s okay though. Because now, here you were whining into his mouth as he walked you to your bedroom, messily causing your back to bump into a wall or two on the way.

Gasping, “S-Suguru-“

“Shut up,” He groans into your mouth before tugging your lower lip meanly. Both your eyes crack open and his are low and aggravated, “You pissed me off,” He speaks into your mouth.

His kisses are hot, angered with you as his hand drops from your jaw and to your neck, tightly gripping onto you and earning a moan from your wet lips.

Geto’s tongue is being shoved down your throat in an attempt to silence you but of course, your horny ass just whines and whimpers against him. You had some damn nerve. Now you wanna be loud?

A ticked-off smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he finally gets to your bedroom and shuts your door behind him, locking it as well.

“M-Mmh,” You hum, “M’Sorry-“

“Didn’t I say shut up?” He breathes into your mouth, pulling away only a little to speak, “Satoru turns you on more than me, hm?” he suddenly asks.

Your lips part to answer but then you just shake your head no.

“Uhuh, right, we’ll see about that,” He scoffs, his lips mashing back into yours.

His tongue is entering your mouth yet again, swirling and intertwining with yours as the two of you near your bed. The back of your legs soon makes contact with the bed and Geto shoves you down onto the mattress, hands going to your waist to do so and lips barely leaving yours.

He’s swallowing you up, consuming your mouth entirely as he makes out with you messily— going as far as pulling away and leaving your mouth wide open just for him to spit onto your tongue. Your eyes widen and cunt throbs before his tongue is searing over your own.

You think you liked jealous Suguru… He was kinda hot. Okay, kinda is an understatement because you were soaking in your panties all over again just because of him being so rough and passionate with you.

He’s got you laid out beneath him and you moan so helplessly as his hard cock grinds down into your clothed cunt. He was twitching, aching-, leaking at the thought of what he was about to do.

Get knows Shoko’s just down the hall in her bedroom but, that only adds to his excitement. Hence why he pries his lips from yours and shifts over to your ear, “You’re gonna keep quiet f’me while I fuck some sense into you, right?”

He does not miss the way your pussy twitches and clenches around nothing more than the mere bulge pressing against you. Nodding, you answer him quietly as his words drive you crazy.

Shit, your body was so hot, you could feel your arousal building back up all over again. His lips are pressing into the side of your neck for a moment before he’s leaning up and tugging his shirt up and over his head, flinging it elsewhere in a hurried manner.

You simply stare up at the man with wide, slightly glassed eyes, dazed by his haste movements and not truly processing the fact that you were going to have to be quiet while Suguru fucked you.

Shit, you’re just now realizing that. How can you keep quiet? His mouth is so naughty with you and if he’s upset then that means he’s about to-

His hands are slipping beneath your top before you can even finish your thoughts, roughly pulling the item up and over your head before tossing it just as he did his own shirt. Yeah, Geto wanted you creaming around his cock now— he needed to remind you what he does to your body.

He moves back and off the bed only for a moment to drop his sweats and his boxers, revealing that heavy unforgiving curved size of his. You could feel yourself dripping at the sight.

Geto gestures his hand hastily, “Everything off.”

“Sugu-“

“Now,” He demands, “Don’t even know why you put all that shit back on in the first place.”

You’re moving to take off the remainder of your clothes, looking up at his darkened eyes as you do so and then scoffing, “Well, I didn’t wanna sit here naked and waiting to get fucked like some slut-“

“But…” He watches as the rest of your clothes slip off and he smirks, “You were waiting to get fucked like some slut.” Geto teases.

It seemed like his mood had lightened up a bit, “Shut up,” You whisper playfully. Maybe he was about to go easy on you-

His body was looming over yours all over again as he quickly got back into the bed. Good lord-, seeing those broad shoulders of his hovering over you, messy black hair dangling down and framing both of your faces before he moves a hand to push some of it back— not that this action really helped.

Then, your legs part nice and wide for him, cunt a wet mess just how he likes. A whine leaves your lips as his eager tip suddenly grazes your cunt.

Geto leans down to you, nice and close as he rubs just the tip of his cock in between your folds, wetting himself up with your slick and teasing you like crazy before he speaks, “Hold your legs open f’me,” He directs.

Your arms move to hook under your knees, legs bending and spread perfectly for him— to which he smiles.

His lips press to your ear for only a moment as the head of his cock nudges inside your hole, “Good girl,” He purrs and fuck does it make your pussy attempt to suck him all the way in.

“Suguru,” You whisper out, “P-Please-“

“Oh? Look at that,” He coos, tilting his head as he merely rutted only his tip in and out of you, occasionally slipping it out and up to tease your clit a few times, “Here you are begging for my cock… Again.”

You groan slightly, “J-Jus’ put it in, fuck…”

He snickers against your ear, continuing to make his shallow and teasingly soft thrusts, “No.”

A more frustrated groan leaves your throat, “Please Suguru, p-pleaseee… Want you s’bad.”

“Yeah?” His cock twitches wildly and he resists the urge to sink every inch of himself into you, “What do you want me to do?”

“Want’ you to make me cum, please,” You beg, “Fuck me Sugu…”

Leaning away from your ear a bit, “Mmmmmh… Nah, why don’t you get off on the thought of Satoru again?” He taunts, tipping his head to the side.

You frown, “I don’t want to, I want you.”

“I want you, I want this, I want that,” He mocks, inclining down to your face and staring you dead in the eyes, “Tell me what you need ‘nd stop bein’ a fuckin’ brat.”

Your head turns to the side to avoid his piercing lustful gaze, “M’not bein’ a brat, you’re jus’ bein’ mean.”

Oh that takes him by surprise, causing his head to cock back a bit, “Oh really? I’m bein’ mean? Y’know what, I can show you mean,” That last word of his leaves with a harsh and sudden push of his cock into you.

“Ohmy-,” You couldn’t even get it out before he slapped a hand over your lips causing the rest of your statement to go muffled.

In your ear again, his hips just pushing and pushing and pushing until his fat tip and resting right where you needed him, “Shut up,” Geto grunts into your ear, feeling the way your cunt just closes around his cock in response.

With not a moment's rest, because fuck that-, you had the nerve to call him mean? Yeah, fuck you, literally. Geto’s drawing his hips back in an instant and snapping them back down into yours with a heavy thrust, cock curved and knocking into that mind-blurring spot inside you.

He can feel you whimpering against his hand but, again, he doesn’t care. “Callin’ me fuckin’ mean.” He huffs out, working up a deep yet slow rhythm with you, “Since when am I mean to you? Hm?”

Your lips parted against his hand, wet and warm breaths felt hitting his palm.

Geto scoffs, “You couldn’t even answer me without bein’ loud, could you?” He teases, knowing that if he takes his hand away from your lips, those sweet yet filthily loud moans of yours will fill the air.

You nod a bit, trying to convince him that you could, to which he lifts his hand only a bit from your mouth, “I c-can-,” You tried to say, but of course, Geto just had to give one harsh thrust into your cunt to make it difficult for you.

Your eyes flicker and a moan escapes your throat, earning a laugh from him, “You were saying?”

“Mmgh, s’not fair,” You mumble out.

He frowns to mock you, “Ohh, now I’m unfair?”

“Ha-agh… Suguru,” You whine, feeling his hand rest atop your lips once more as his pace picks up.

Shaking his head at you in disappointment, Geto pulls his hips all the way back before shoving every inch of his cock back in, leaving no corner of your cunt untouched and making you moan loudly against his hand.

And thank fuck for his palm being there because that sexy sound he’d usually love to hear would’ve echoed throughout your quiet room.

“You’re loud as fuck, y’know that right?” He grunts into your ear, voice husky, “Do you want Shoko to hear? Wanna’ wake her up to come see you gettin’ stuffed full of my cock?”

Your gummy walls clamp around his shaft and he lets out a guttural but low grunt right into your ear.

“Ohhh fuuuuck, you’re squeezin’ me like you want that,” He pants, “You want your roommate to catch you bein’ cockhungry f’me? Hm?”

“Sugu-,” You moan against his hand, feeling him press his palm down into your face a bit harder as you mumble a pleading, “Shut up…”

“Don’t tell me to fuckin’ shut up,” Geto’s talking right into your ear now, hips drilling down into your cunt at a mean pace, “Needy pussy’s down there milkin’ my fuckin’ cock just cause’ I implied Shoko may catch us.”

Another moan is felt against his hand and his thrusts grow faster. Your cunt was fluttering around him, sucking him in deep every time he pulls back, begging him to keep going-, to make you cum.

His sanity was waning for a moment. Shit, your pussy was so fucking addicting. God, he wanted to stay here all day-, all night. Aside from your muffled moans, the harsh thwack of his hips to yours picked up and the sloppy meet of his dick into your hole was getting louder.

His breath was hot and heavy against your earlobe as he started to just say whatever came to mind, “Bet you won’t cum at the thought of Satoru instead of me again,” He huffs out, “He wasn’t even the one on the phone with you. I was, pretty girl. I was the one talkin’ you through it-, helpin’ you out.”

You give him a weak nod as he shifts ever so slightly and knocks the already little air out of your lungs, “Mhmmm,” You hum desperately in agreement.

“Hahh…” He pants, and suddenly, something in his brain just snaps, “Hell, whose cock is inside you right now? Mine or his? Hm?” He questions rhetorically before his hand moves away from your mouth and down to grab a rough hold of your jaw again, “Who’s fucking you dumb, huh?”

Your jaw falls in his grasp and he forces your head to turn to his, your eyes meeting his carnal gaze, “H-Hhgnn… Y-You, fuuck… oh my-, fuck fuck-,”

“Say my fuckin’ name. Who’s fucking you dumb right now?” Geto questions again, voice making your back arch off the bed slightly as a knot builds up in your core

“Suguruu-, hahhh… ngh-, i-it’s y-you Suguru,” You moan out, not knowing if you’re being loud or not.

He nods, watching the way pleasureful tears well up in your eyes, “Yeahhh, that’s right. It’s my cock makin’ you feel good right now. I’m the one deep inside you, sweets.”

A hitched gasp leaves your throat and Geto could tell you were about to let out the most sinful and loud whimper as he finally finds that mushy and tingly spot inside you. So, to prevent such a throaty noise, despite loving the sound, he quickly jerks his tongue past your parted lips.

The whimper is felt against his mouth as he kisses you passionately, swallowing up every bit of that beautiful sound you make every time you’re about to cum. Fuck, he was so addicted.

He’s pounding into you by this point, fucking you through the overwhelming orgasm you have. Your legs were shaking within your hold, you were choking slightly against his lips, and fat tears streaming down your cheeks.

When Geto does pull away from you, there’s a heavy wad of saliva hanging from his lips that connect to yours, the mess so very sexy to the man as his cock bullies your sweet spot.

He watches as your eyes roll back and your body jerks with his every thrust, hearing the quieter whines that leave your fucked out, kiss-swollen lips as he does so.

Geto’s brows push together and he groans out your name, “See? That’s how the fuck it’s supposed to be, you cum because I made you cum, not ‘cause I mentioned someone else,” He huffs, “Got it?”

You nod dumbly, “M-Mhmm.”

“Answer me with words, slut,” He spat out harshly.

“Y-Yes Sugu,” You whine softly.

A satisfied smile takes over his features and he plants one gentle kiss on your lips, his hips still thrusting into you at a slight angle, curved and weeping cock making your legs tremble, “Good girl. Such a good girl f’me,” He whispers to you.

You flash a fucked out little smile and that just about does it for him, his thrusts growing sloppy as he utters more into your mouth.

“When we’re together, you’re my good girl, alright?” He huffs, “Cause’ no one else is makin’ you cum other than me anyway, not even yourself.” Geto teases.

You pout at the man before letting out a moan all too loud. Reacting quickly, he just takes his hand and then shoves two fingers into your mouth, earning a groan from your throat.

“Shhhh, I don’t feel like explaining to Shoko that I needed to fuck some sense into you,” Geto sighs playfully, “I’m almost done though, don’t worry.”

You carefully suck on the digits in your mouth and his cock unintentionally bumps deeper into you at the sight.

“Damn, you’re so fuckin’ sexy,” He breathes, “Love’ when you do that.”

You smile again around his fingers and he leans up, pulling them out your mouth before bringing them to his own, sucking the taste of your tongue off his skin.

“Mmmh, shit. I jus’ can’t get enough of you, gorgeous,” He compliments, smiling down at you before his cock is pulled out of you quickly.

Your eyelashes flutter in careful blinks as you pant, feeling the way he decorates your torso in his messy ropes of cum.

He pants along with you before tossing his head back and letting out a long sigh. The two of you remain still and in silence for a bit, neither of you knowing that if anyone had even stood in the hallway of your apartment and outside your bedroom, they would’ve heard how loud your cunt was.

The harsh smacks that left the room due to the constant meeting of skin would’ve made it obvious to anyone who walked by.

Yet, luckily for you and Suguru, Shoko was dead to the world in her bedroom— deep in her slumber and not knowing anything that transpired just down the hall.

You suppose that’s a perk of being Geto’s fuck buddy— he helps you be quiet & keep secrets… sometimes.

“Oh yeah,” Geto suddenly says, “I know about Satoru’s fingers because he touches me a lot. And no, not like that. He’s just a touchy fuck who doesn’t know how to keep his hands to himself. I’m sure you know that already though.”

“Riiight,” You murmur, giggling a bit, “You sure there’s never been a time Satoru has wrapped his hands around your c-“

“No.” He cuts off to answer, “I’ll fuck you again if you finish that sentence.”

“Cock,” You murmur purposefully.

With a sigh, Geto moves to lean over you again, “Fuckin’ brat,” He sighs, “All night it is then.”

“Okay, okay, wait I was jus’ joking!” You huff out, laughing a bit.

He tips his face down and kisses you softly, “Mhmm, you better have been.”

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[lovelybrooke]

Yandere Gojo and Getou x reader headcanons

I haven't completely finished the manga, very far behind in fact (Chapter 93), so please no spoilers. But I wanted to write something about these two because they are so yandere coded its insane (also because I wanted to see something involving them that wasn't smut). I'm letting you guys decide if this is platonic/romantic.

Masterlist

Gojo and Getou believe they are better than everyone else, they're stronger than everyone, smarter than everyone. It was a well-known fact that both of them thought this way. So, it's why so many of their peers thought it was weird their best friend wasn't a sorcerer.

You were a pretty normal person. You went to a normal school, had a normal part time job, even had a pretty normal family. In truth, neither of the two could remember how they met you. It's almost like they blocked out their life before all of you were together. Maybe it was when you were their server at a cafe they loved to frequent after missions. Or when you bumped into them while trying to get to school on time. Or when they were hanging around your neighborhood for what they said was "work." Either way, what's obvious is the two can't get enough of you.

When you officially become their friends, they both make the decision not to tell you about their lives as sorcerers. They know you'll probably resent them for it in the future, but it's the best way to ensure your safety. They couldn't risk you getting mingled in with any potential curses that would want to get at them. Even if anything tried to kill you, they'd obliterate them without a second though.

You sometimes question how they both know so much about you, and they honestly think it's the cutest thing ever. Neither of them tries to hide their less savory tendencies, why would they? You're their best friend, of course they'd want to share clothes with you, and go to school events that they weren't invited to with you, and bad talk your other friends right in front of your face. It's what comes with being friends with them, you should expect it by now.

While both of them are similar in many ways, there are aspects that each of them has that are purely their own. Gojo is mysterious in a lot of ways, acting dumb about a lot of things only for his demeanor to instantly change if you or Geto are threatened. You don't know if you should be afraid of him or not, but something about Gojo says it doesn't really matter.

Getou, on the other hand, is sometimes less scary than Gojo. He teases you less, doesn't agree with Gojo's ridiculous ideas as often, and, at least for a while, is more emotionally available than Gojo. It's not that Gojo doesn't care about you, but he isn't as good at dealing with emotions when compared to Geto. However, it sometimes feels as though Geto sees right though you, right into your soul. Even when you try your best to hide something from him, he knows what you are really feeling, sometimes a little too well.

Gojo and Getou don't always see eye to eye about you. Sometimes, especially after though missions, arguments spark up about you. The more obsessed he grows, the more Gojo wants to tell you about curses and Jujutsu sorcerers as a whole. Getou doesn't think this is safe however, believing that it instantly put you at risk. Gojo says they can protect you, while Getou reminds him you're weak, and they you'll always be at risk if you know the truth. Their arguments never lead everywhere, it only leads them back to you.

After the situation with Riko, you notice a large shift in your relationship with the two. You no longer see them as much, but when you do, they're rarely together. In a way, it's like their personalities swapped. Gojo became more reserved as Getou became more hateful. He suddenly started talking about people like they were a disease, not even trying to hide it from you. It put a huge strain on your relationship, even when he'd hug to tight and swear to you that you were different from them, you were better.

Getou disappears soon after that. Gojo becomes closer with you, often to the point of feeling suffocating. You've always had a feeling that Gojo knew what happened to his dear friend, and chose to keep it from you, for whatever reason. But regardless, you both feel the strain caused by Getou's absence, and it damages the last bit of a friendship you had with Gojo. After graduating, you left, needing to leave, needing a break. Gojo tried to convince you to stay, but you had your mind set.

Today, you were much older, both of you were much older. You don't remember much from your time with Gojo, but oh boy, did he remember you. He often when though his favorite moments with you in his head, whenever he needed a moment of peace. He regrets letting you leave. So, when he hears you're moving back home, he couldn't be happier. He won't let you leave him this time, he stronger now, he can protect you better.

When you do move back home years later, you meet up with Gojo. It's fun, he's happy and boisterous, and you don't think you've laughed as much as you did when you first back up with him. Though, you couldn't help but feel like someone, or something, was watching you. It was familiar, but terrifying at the same time.

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A/n: Sorry that the ending sucked I didn't know how to end this. I would love asks for jjk but just keep in mind that I'm not that far in (chapter 93)

[chosoisamalewife]

Could you do choso x reader fluff/nsfw headcanons? preferably male

Choso x male!reader headcanons

A/N: Going a ahead and putting this out as I work on a geto fic (might be getting carried away) and a gojo smut

A/N 2: MY MALEWIFE!

Warnings: some smut, top!reader,bottom!choso,top!choso!bottom!reader,overstimulation,dacryphillia,frottage,face fucking, cum eating, cock warming……………I think that’s all

SFW :

When he first developed feelings for you he was really confused. He never had felt romantically for anyone before.

So of course he will go to his brother itadori about the feelings he was having(he wouldn’t say your name though).

Which obviously a few months into y’all’s relationship he will introduce y’all. “This is (Y/N) he is my friend…..well my boyfriend”.

PLEASE BECOME FRIENDS WITH ITADORI. THE TWO MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN HIS LIFE BECOMING FRIENDS IS ALL HE NEEDS!

He loves cuddling.

He is definitely touched starved so anytime y’all have down time he is at your hip.

Love to cuddle when both of y’all are shirtless.

I head-canon him having a lower body temperature than regular people so he craves your body heat which he can feel it better when his bare chest is against yours

DO NOT EXPECT TO MOVE OR LEAVE ONCE THE CUDDLE STARTS. He is a strong boy. He will keep you there.

If you still try to get up he will lay his body completely on top of you.

He prefers at home dates than going out. Being at home alone is way more intimate then going out.

If y’all do go out he always has he hand intertwined with yours or his hand around your waist.

PROTECTIVE!

He is so soft and sweet to you but he will kill for you ,and he almost did.

His demeanor change so heavily that it scared you. There was no way that was the same person who was so gentle with you.

The only reason why he didn’t go through with it because he realized how terrified you were of him at that moment. It was a nightmare.

He felt so terrible that he couldn’t even look at you for hours. He feared that you viewed him the same way he viewed himself, a monster.

Once he felt a tad bit okay to even approach you at home, he cried in you chest as you held and soothed him.

LOVES HIS HAIR GETTING PLAYED WITH ESPECIALLY WHEN HIS HEAD IS ON YOUR CHEST LISTENING TO YOUR HEARTBEAT. It always soothes him and after awhile will put him to sleep,so don’t expect to move

NSFW!

It took it a while for it to get to this stage of the relationship.

You didn’t want to push it on him.

He didn’t know much about anything.

So after a while of soft kisses and then eventually getting into the heavy make out stage. You eventually brought the conversation up to him.

Strictly bottomed at the start but after a while he became a switch (still mostly bottoms).

He only really tops when he has pent up stress but never hard doms. He doesn’t want to hurt you (especially if you are a non sorcerer).

When y’all first made love he was so scared and ashamed of being loud. You kept having to remove his handfrom his mouth “ Don’t silence yourself, I want to hear my pretty boy”.

He is pretty loud, but it’s mostly whines until he gets close and then he is full on moaning.

He doesn’t like to be edged, he is more into you overstimulating him to tears.

Is willing to try new thing as long as there is no involvement of you getting hurt or bringing in another person

One of the things you talked to him about is frotting.

The feeling of your dick grinding against his made him cum so fast that he was embarrassed

FUCK HIS FACE! He lives for being on his knees while your hands are in his hair keeping his head still as your cock in his mouth. He doesn’t mind gagging and tears running down his pretty face.

Especially in you cum in his mouth.

PRAISE HIM.

No matter if he is topping or bottoming, praise him. Tell him how good he is taking your cock. Tell him how good he is at fucking you. Call him pretty boy no matter the situation.

DOES NOT LIKE TO DEGRADE YOU, if you are into to that it will take him a lot of convincing but he will still have a hard time doing it.

When he is topping he LOVES for you to ride him. He is so fascinated on the way your body moves and the way your thighs.

When he is bottoming he prefers missionary so he can look and touch you. He will have a death grip on your back so prepare for him to harshly rake his nails down your back. (He will feel bad about it latter)

He says he likes cock warming until your dick is inside him. Barely 5 minutes in and he is whining and squirming

DO NOT AND I MEAN DO NOT LET IT BE REVERSED

He has amazing self control when it comes to that and will sit there for hours while being inside you. “What’s wrong baby we just started” He will receive a death glare because you and him both know he is way worse

MARK HIM!

KING OF AFTERCARE

Even if he bottomed and you absolutely wrecked him he still tries to take care of you. You have to make sure stays laying down and for you to take care of him.

When he tops he already has a water bottle and at least a small snack near by for you.

He always lets you choose if you want a bath or just a wet rag

I LOVE HIM BYE 🤸‍♂️🏃‍♂️

[justrustandstardust]

in the face of all the homophobic anons flooding my inbox, there’s one thing i want to make abundantly clear:

gojo and geto are queer-coded regardless of whether or not you understand their relationship to be romantic. all it takes is one (1) critical thought to understand that romance is a dimension of queerness; it does not constitute it. yes, people understand their connection in a romantic context because that is a facet of their queerness. even if you don’t recognize the romantic dimension of their relationship, that does not negate the fact that gojo and geto’s characters & connection are indisputably and intentionally queered already.

i’m not saying they’re not romantically involved— on the contrary, anyone with half a fucking braincell and the ability to conduct surface-level textual analysis would clock that facet of their dynamic. what i’m saying is that the romantic dimension of their relationship does not singlehandedly make them queer simply because it happens to align with popular understandings and depictions of queerness. romance is there, yes, but romance alone does not constitute their queerness: they are queer alongside and independently of the axis of romance.

you can think of romance as a conduit— it’s one expression of their queerness, like a branch extending from a tree. when we say they are queered, we are beseeching you to stop pointing to the branch and insisting it is the entire tree. to be queer is to be insurgent, vibrant, subversive, effervescent— the branches extend endlessly from the infinitely faceted treetrunk. romance is merely one amongst many; it alone does not bear the insignia of queerity.

queerness is not an imposition upon them, it constitutes every aspect of their characters. it’s in geto’s monstrous femininity, it’s in gojo’s mournfully joyous disposition, it’s in both of their roles as guardians of children and protectors of chosen groups. it’s in the intimacy of their connection, it’s in their joy and their grief, it’s in their devotion and their tragedy. it quite literally is who they are, with or without the dimension of romance.

when these pseudo-intellectuals defend them from being deemed queer, they’re defending them from THEIR limited conception of what it means to be queer. in accusing everyone of Turning Them Gay, they don’t realize the call is coming from inside the house and that everything they love about gojo and geto was queer to begin with— just not in the one-dimensional way they understand queerness to operate.

if they stopped guzzling the heteropatriarchal kool-aid, it would become apparent to anyone with basic critical thinking skills that the ones who are ruining their characters are not the people who recognize gojo and geto for who they are, but those who break off the branch to beat the tree.

[riitah]

[lover's quarrel] - gojo satoru x fem!reader

*sorry, i forgot to tag this: spoilers for jjk 0, but it's only mentioned in like one sentence and it's a very small detail SYNOPSIS: you and gojo got into your first argument as a couple, but you didn't expect him to come forward to apologize first. WORD COUNT: 1.3k HONORABLE MENTION: special thanks to my beta reader “henry rumpelstiltskin III of the nuclear sock kingdom”! :DD AUTHOR'S NOTE: egocentric fictional men who apologize first>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> - (he'd apologize first because I said so) - (he'd also be so embarrassed about it because i said so) - (because y'know. he probably never apologizes first. except this time.) - (holy crap i hope this isn't too ooc like i've never seen him get into an argument with anyone before 😭😭😭)

You. The couch. And the deafening silence.

It wasn't like you and Satoru haven't gotten into arguments before; back in high school, he loved to bother the crap out of you when you were busy doing something that required your full attention, and many of these button-pushing sessions led to full-blown arguments where the two of you hurled insult after insult at each other (though they were more of a one-sided thing, because he just laughed at you and your reddening face, asking if that was all you got). And Shoko and Suguru would watch all the while, one enjoying the entertainment she was getting and the other patiently waiting for a moment where he could calm the both of you down.

But this argument was different. It wasn't some small fight between teenagers that the two of you would forget in a few days. Heck, it might even last a few days instead, now that Suguru wasn't here.

Suguru.

You sighed, remembering that you fought with him, too. Figuratively and literally.

You sunk into the soft seat and leaned your head against the back cushion, letting out a loud groan.

Should I just apologize and get this over with?

After all, knowing your boyfriend, he'd be way too prideful to say sorry first.

Right. Boyfriend. Maybe even soon-to-be ex-boyfriend.

You tightly clutched the hem of your shirt at the thought, your heart feeling heavy. The remnants of the feud buried themselves deep into your chest, pulling and clawing at it as if it was trying to rip something out of there. It hurt knowing that the relationship you were once so happy to establish might not last as long as you thought it would.

Your best friend and your boyfriend; two heartbreaks, two people lost.

You bit your lip, trying to hold back tears. The room gradually grew darker and darker as the sun set in the distance, a painful reminder to you that Satoru had been gone for hours. Pulling your knees to your chest, you rocked back and forth, wondering where he could be this late.

Certainly not at some club, right...?

Your stomach twisted in a way you couldn't explain, and you let out a choked sob.

He can't be. He's not like that.

But Satoru had never been romantically involved with anyone before you. So how did you know what to expect?

You felt your fingernails digging into your skin, hard enough to make it bleed. You hated the way the scenarios were running through your head, the way none of them were him coming home to you without smelling of sickly sweet perfume and without having lipstick stains all over his neck. It was truly a different kind of pain knowing that someone who had declared his love for you merely six hours before could take it all back in an instant.

This is all so, so stupid. Maybe this was a mistake from the start.

Grabbing your coat that was lying right next to you, you stood up to leave.

Maybe a break would serve the both of us some good.

You put it on, not bothering to zip up the front.

I never should've said yes.

You walked towards the door, your footsteps soft, hesitant, and gradually slowing down to a stop when you arrived. You reached for the doorknob, still unsure of your decision. Your hand hovered in midair as you looked down at your feet, warm tears still streaking down your cheeks.

Is this really the right thing to do?

You couldn't think straight, or pinpoint what exactly you felt. Anger? Worry? Dread? The different emotions were all mixed into one, forced down your throat and into the pit of your stomach, with the sole purpose of breaking you from inside out.

You didn't want to think about anything anymore.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath before wrapping your hand around the doorknob, and--

The door flew backwards, striking against your palm. Your eyes opened in surprise, darting from the doorknob to the tall man that stood in front of you.

Neither of you said a word.

You were rooted to the spot, your legs frozen. Beads of sweat rolled down your back, tickling you, futilely trying to distract you from the situation at hand. Your hands felt clammy, your breath was stuck uncomfortably in your throat, and a single tear awkwardly slid its way down the side of your face, seemingly not getting the memo.

Satoru stared back at you, his sunglasses sitting on the bridge of his nose, slightly crooked. His blue eyes blinked at you, with a hint of confusion behind them. He was also slightly panting, you realized as you saw his shoulders slightly heave up and down from the corner of your eye.

"...(Y/N)?" His voice was gentle, void of any anger, unlike the tone he had used with you just hours before.

You didn't reply in fear of breaking down in front of him, in fear of coming off as some kind of victim when the fault was yours as much as it was his.

"What are you... Were you leaving? Were you crying?"

He sounded so confused, so worried. He touched your wet cheek, brushing against it with his calloused hand.

"Toru, where were you?" Your voice was barely audible.

One second passed. And then two.

Please tell me that you didn't give up on us.

And then three. And four.

The silence dragged on. And your hope dwindled along with it.

"Toru, I..." you said hoarsely.

Your heart dropped when you finally smelled the faint trace of perfume. The very same sickly-sweet smell you had been afraid of.

It can't be.

Can it?

"Were you...kissing some other girl?" Your voice cracked a little.

"What?! No!" His eyes widened as he frantically shook his head, and then he exhaled and furrowed his brows. "Was that why you were crying?"

You nodded meekly, feeling as though you were about to cry all over again. "I thought you'd want to break up with me."

"I'd never." You felt his lips press against your forehead, the warmth still lingering even after he pulled away. "And..." He dropped his hand to his side and glanced away, preoccupied with something on the floor, his voice quiet, sincere. "I'm...sorry."

Now it was your turn to widen your eyes. Did he just...apologize?

He peeked at you, and then grinned when he saw your expression. "Dumbfounded, aren't you? You should be honored to be the first and only person I've ever apologized t--mmph!"

All of the sadness seemed to have evaporated from your body as you grabbed his face with one hand, bringing it close. "Do that again."

He squinted at you. "I got you flowers," he suggested, squirming in your grasp. "And perfume too, so if you smell that on me, that's probably from the shop." A pause, waiting for you to let go. "And chocolate." Another pause, a smirk forming on his face. "Sexy lingeri--?"

You gave him a deadpan stare before he could finish.

"Kidding, kidding! Obviously." He laughed, the sound filling your stomach with butterflies. "So does that mean you forgive me?"

You sighed, nodding, letting go of him. "I'm really sorry, too. It was a stupid thing to argue over."

"Well, that marks the end of our first lover's quarrel!" He readjusted his glasses and smiled at you before bringing his left hand out from behind his back. "Good thing, because my arm was about to start cramping--"

You didn't register the rest of his words as he showed off the items he bought for you, your mind still trying to process what had just happened.

Toru knows how to apologize...

Surprised? Happy? Maybe giddy? Or all three?

You let a giggle slip, and he turned to you, the bouquet of flowers in his hands raised like a trophy.

"What're you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

You pulled in by the collar for a taste of his soft lips, whispering against them a quiet "I love you."

[yanderes-galore]

May I request yandere Gojo Satoru with Civillian! Darling? Thank you for your hard work! ^^

I can try, sure! First time writing Gojo and things may be off as I'm not that far into the series yet (I got distracted by other series... oops-). Hope you enjoy though :)

Yandere! Satoru Gojo with Civilian! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Stalking, Clingy behavior mentioned, Fear of loss, Dubious companionship/relationship.

Gojo most likely wouldn't get involved with civilians often.

He constantly surrounds himself with Jujutsu Sorcerers and strength.

He doesn't typically stick around the weak often.

However... Gojo may like someone who doesn't always expect something from him as a Sorcerer all the time.

Gojo is a complex character with all sorts of emotions.

Yet, I feel Gojo would never show his true emotions to a civilian darling.

He can't fully relate to you, always having high expectations and strength ever since he was young.

The closest one he could relate to was Geto.

Gojo is a very lonely person due to being unable to make close emotional connections... even with allies.

He doesn't like people close to him.

Which is why it's odd when Gojo shows such an interest in a mere civilian.

He's a man who has seen and faced death, one who feels the world is being held up by him.

Yet you are someone completely unaware of the dangers of Curses... so devoid of the stresses he has.

Gojo can't relate to you but he feels a need for you.

It's not like he can train you or teach you about Curses... you don't have it in you.

Yet there's something about the way you speak to him in such a casual manner that drives him... crazy?

He no doubt met you by chance, buying something for his students before coming across you.

Gojo would probably feel a need to protect a civilian darling.

You're so oblivious... conversing with him as though he's just another person on the street.

Gojo has the usual goofy personality, coming off as playful with you.

Your laugh sounds heavenly and you just seem so...

Vulnerable.

The thought actually hurts him a bit.

Vulnerability... something he despises.

Vulnerability is a curse he used to endure... back when...

Gojo tries not to think of such a thought when speaking with you.

It would take time for Gojo to get used to you.

What disturbs him is how easy you could be harmed.

He's scared to get close to you as you could be targeted.

He doesn't want to lose anyone else...

Yet he can't keep himself away from you.

Fighting his obsession and logical thinking, Gojo may eventually come to one conclusion.

If he can't part from you... and he doesn't want you hurt... he will just keep you from leaving his sight.

This leaves to Gojo stalking you, always seeming near you, and perhaps even appearing clingy at times.

It's hard to get Gojo attached in the first place, if you do then he's intense.

This is the reason he didn't want to be close.

He was scared to get attached and lose you.

But... can't fix that now, right?

The good thing is Gojo will keep you safe, right?

He's untouchable by most... so if you were threatened he could easily defend you.

Associating with such a man is a dangerous game.

You poor thing did it without trying.

Now Gojo doesn't plan to leave you alone, you're in too deep.

He'll be your friend, or something more depending on how you feel about him...

Most importantly he'll be a guardian... your protector...

He won't mess up protecting the one he cares about this time.

[yandere-daydreams]

Idk why exactly but the thought of Fake Doctor!Gojo and Fake Nurse!Geto remind me of this R-18 drama cd I listened to a few years back. My memory on the plot is shaky but I vaguely recall the Doctor performing experiments on people secretly and then developing an obsession with MC/Fem!Listener. He kidnaps her and like holds her hostage in this abandoned hospital where he subjects them to an experimental drug he’s developed that makes them feel worse with time. It’s very Stockholm syndrome in that he makes MC depend on him for shit, and tries to force them to develop romantic feelings for him. It also feels kinda Harper coded at times. There are ofc noncon and dubcon scenes in it. If I can remember the name of the cd and VA in it I’ll be sure to let y’all know lol. 🫡

anon where do you think we are because that is VERY harper coded. i think if he's unable to (or can't be bothered to) get you into his asylum in a semi-legal way, he'd probably call in a few favors with a few less-savory characters around town and get you all nice and snug in an unused wing of the hospital's basement, where he can look after you without having to worry about things like 'proper regulations' or 'accusations of malpractice'. away from the prying eyes of his staff, he's also be free to be slightly less,,, regulated in his approach to your treatment, which means that, depending on the day, he'll either be painstakingly gaslighting you into thinking that you're just a very sick patient with some very vivid hallucinations about your primary caretaker or fucking you rough on the bare cement floor of your room because he caught you trying to get out of bed on your own and decided he needed to take a more active approach to administering your medicine. bonus points if he can get your brain so fried that you genuinely think all medical injections involve sucking your doctor off for one reason or another. search dutifully and keep us updated anon 🫡

[ninapi]

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- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ Better Half (Sukuna Version)❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

Premise: Nobara forced Yuuji to stop by a food stand every time they came back from a mission. The girl working there always entranced the youngster, causing his teammates to tease him more than usual. An odd encounter brings her a little too close to Sukuna who ends up just as smitten as his counterpart with the young beauty. Which half will get her heart? Only time will tell.

Word Count: 2334

Note: you can read the first installment of this story here ☺️

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Sukuna Ryomen, the king of curses…nobody would have pegged him for a romantic really…but the fact that he hasn’t stopped thinking about the soft squishy cheeks of that human girl might make you think otherwise.

While Yuuji had been sulking about the fact that you were somehow also attracted to Sukuna, the king himself has been basking in his glorious triumph.

Specially with the way you looked at him like he was the hottest guy in the universe, in all truth, he knew he was, always known, his vessel was unimportant, but getting it recognized by such a fine piece of art such as yourself made his ego boost to the rooftop.

While he didn’t like being inside of Itadori and wished to take over Megumi at some point, he started to consider that maybe it wasn’t as bad to inhabit him for the time being, you did like the idiot, so he might as well make good use of his resources. 

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The next morning Yuuji wasn’t feeling like himself, he kept on appearing in places he didn’t try to visit, with no recollection of how he even got there. It was an unsettling feeling specially how each time he did he was closer and closer to your place of work.

He knew this had to be related to Sukuna and he didn’t like it one bit.

Yuuji tried to let his friends know of what was happening, try to get you out of there before you would get even more involved in the world of curses, but Megumi and Nobara both had been assigned to a quick mission with Gojo sensei and didn’t tell him about it to give him time to feel better with himself.

He was on his own and he needed to get you to safety.

Running over to the crepe stand, he noticed it wasn’t open yet, it was still too early and all the shops around were as closed as yours.

His blood kept pumping through his entire body, he looked up and down the street like a lost puppy hoping to get a glimpse of your beautiful face as soon as possible. But the moment he did, his body turned off again, welcoming the king himself.

“Well hello there, my queen~ Looking rather fine as usual…” his eyes were eating you up like a pastry, you could see the evil and lust full glint of his eyes from meters away.

“You’re early today~” offering him a sweet smile, you went by to get the locks open.

“Let me help you with that, gorgeous. No need to get on your knees, yet…” his smirk gave you the chills, he was so hungry for you, you could feel it all the way to your bones, but somehow you were not mad at it in the slightest.

He went on his knees and got all the locks opened up for you in no time, your stand ready for a day’s work in less than half the time it would have normally take.

“Such a gentleman~” you laid a hand on one of his ridiculously well built muscly arms as you made your way inside to get your apron on. “Would you like a breakfast crepe? It’s my specialty~”

“Oh my dear, I want more than a little snack from you….but if your lovely hands get to do it, I guess I wouldn’t mind having one…” his words never failed to make you giggle, this eccentric and sexy side of him was so different from the other one, yet so enticing, made you want to get to know him better.

As you turn on the iron grill and prepare the ingredients, you decide to test the waters, “So…Itadori-kun…can you…tell me whats up with your changes in mood? Don’t think I mind them, I just want to understand you a bit better…” your tone was soft, sweet, really understanding and inviting, while Yuuji would have love that, he didn’t. Sukuna didn’t want you to think of him as pathetic little Itadori, he wanted you to see him for who he truly was, and that meant breaking down for you the dark truth of this world.

“I’m not him, that’s it..” you waited for him to elaborate, your theory of him having double personality now becoming stronger.

“I’m Sukuna Ryomen, the king of curses. Just happen to be living inside this crappy teenager body…but I’m so much better than him in every way, babe, trust me on that.” his confident tone gave you goosebumps, but of the good kind, his voice was so sexy and the way he seemed to be undressing you with his eyes as you cooked was certainly not helping.

“A curse? Does that mean you’re some sort of spirit living in him? Or are you another soul trapped in the same body?” you were clever, more than he expected. Humans usually tend to laugh and think of this sort of things as jokes, but you didn’t treat him like he was crazy, you were seriously trying to grasp the situation and understand him fully.

“You could say it’s a bit of both. Curses aren’t really spirits but an amalgamation of cursed energy harbored by negative emotions humans tend to have…” for the first time in his very long lived life, he was terrified of scaring someone off, he didn’t want you to give him the cold shoulder, to see him like a freak, and he has never had such a wish before.

“Negative emotions…does that mean Itadori-kun is depressed and brought you out?”

“Not really, he kind of…took me in willingly, of course he didn’t really know what he was getting himself into…” you didn’t seem to back off, contrary to what he thought it would happen you seemed fascinated with everything he had to say.

“So you have nothing to do with Itadori-kun then. Is that why your voice is so deep and you get those fancy tattoos?”

“Precisely, we are completely different beings. He’s just a mere vessel, I am the king of curses, the most powerful being out there. And you, my little dove, happen to tick all the boxes for the queen spot right beside me~” 

Your giggles were killing him, he’s never been this attracted to anyone, let alone a human. You weren’t just the cutest little thing, but incredibly hot too. His blood kept going south every few minutes, his body becoming all twitchy every time you made one of your cute little sounds.

“I’m just a part-timer who happens to make good crepes. How does that make me a queen candidate?”

“I’ve never wished for a queen before. There’s nobody stronger than me, hence pleasing me is not an easy task. But you, my flower, just the sight of you gets me as high as never before…” your blushing increased tenfold, you could literally feel how aroused he was and in all honesty you had no idea how to handle a man like that, even worse… a curse like that…

“So you like my face? Is that it?” trying to force the situation down a notch, you handed him his breakfast crepe and got to your cleaning duties.

“Your face? Oh no, my darling. Your soul, your body…everything about you is so damn delicious…I could see myself enjoying every single crease of your body for all eternity…” you weren’t expecting someone to comment on how good your soul seemed to taste, it was quite frankly terrifying, yet arousing at the same time. You’ve never been wanted with such intensity, made you feel empowered, important, special.

“Oh yeah? That does sound like fun, I admit. But you aren’t always yourself, are you? I’ve seen Itadori out more often than you.”

“You’re not wrong, my dove, you're quite observant. I’m gearing up to take over him completely, I just didn’t have the need or even the motivation to do so until I met you…I don’t want this pathetic human pawing at whats mine…” his cold tone full of hatred and disgust shook you to your core, while you’ve been hearing all he had to say, you didn’t fully understand how dangerous he was until this moment.

“So what happens to Itadori-kun if you’re out all the time?”

“Why do you care? Do you like him more than you like me? Do you like the empty headed weakling who doesn’t have an ounce of talent without my powers?” he was scowling now, his voice raising by the second making you feel weak in more than one way.

But your answer was definite, quick, simple, “No.” and that was all it took to get his anger under control.

“Was just wondering…”

A wide smirk adorned his handsome features once more as he leaned against the windowsill, “Well if you must know, he will disappear once I take over, at least until I switch bodies…How do you feel about the Fushiguro boy? Don’t you think he’s way more of an attractive vessel?”

His words made you freeze, your answer could easily ruin someone’s life, but also save another.

“The raven haired friend of his?” 

“Yeah, he’s a masterpiece, some would say he’s the perfect vessel, I’ve been eyeing him for a while, but you seem attach to this one…” 

“Hm, he is cute. But I met you with this face, it would be a bit awkward if you were to switch faces completely, if that makes sense…” 

“It does, I expected as much. For now I’ll stay in Itadori, but I’m sure I’ll get you convinced in no time that he’s better.”

He was done eating, though no other customer had shown ever since, you started thinking it was probably his doing as this was usually peak time for your business.

“So... Sukuna?” he nodded proudly, tingles running al over his body once he heard his real name flowing from those delicious looking lips of yours.

“You said you wanted to take me to hell with you, was that literal? Or you just meant me going with you in general?” your curious nature was delightful.

“Eventually the place you know as your home will be nothing but a charred pile of ashes, curses will roam freely, humans will no longer be the superior race…When that time comes, you’d have a place right by my side, on my throne, ruling over all of them, curses and humans alike…” it sounded like an awful future for human race, yet it somehow didn’t feel like he was bullshitting you. 

The whole curses thing was starting to be a bit too real for you and while you couldn’t really see them, the fact that human’s despair could turn to deadly creatures of the night sounded more possible than it should.

“Shouldn’t someone more important sit with the king himself? I’m nothing special…” 

“Are you questioning me?” his tone was going back to its cold nature the more you talked, “Because seems to me like you think you have an option…I’m not asking you, my dove, I’m telling you what the future is going to look like.”

“So I don’t have a choice then…” your voice didn’t sound defeated in the slightest, nor there was a hint of fear in it, and he liked it.

“The king has spoken? Is that it?”

“Something like that.”

To this statement you just nodded, accepting your fate was better than getting in troubles. He did seem like he wants to treasure in his own very peculiar way and it’s not like this par- time job could do more than help paying your bills.

“Do you have books on curses or something? I would like to get to know more about what I’m getting myself into, unlike Itadori. If I have to be a queen, I might as well be a good one. Right?” your sweet smile had come back, he was positively glittering with excitement at this point. It’s not like you had a choice, he would take you regardless of anything you had to say, but the fact that you were taking this so well made him fill up with pride, brimming with hope. 

And that was new.

Hope is the very opposite of cursed energy, he was literally defying his own existence by taking in his ball of sunshine under his wing. 

But if a curse deserved a happy ending, it certainly had to be the king of them, right?

“Itadori might have some in his room, he does go to a sorcery school after all. I’ll look into it for you, my love.”

You just nodded, inching closer to his face, “My king…”

His entire world collapsed right there, while nobody can control him, and never will, you certainly knew how to make him feel weak…and somehow he didn’t hate it…

“I’ll pick you up by nightfall, babe…prepare yourself for the night of your life, I ain’t holding back…” giving you a little whiff, his time outside came to an end, a very confused Itadori was left looking at you up close, closer than never before.

“(Y/N)…? Are you ok? Oh my god…why am I here…?” you just caressed his face in a loving tender manner, he was your love’s vessel after all, and you’d take care of him just as much.

“It’s ok sweet stuff. You’re fine, I’m fine. Are you hungry?” and with that, he turned into a puddle of goo forgetting the whole reason he was there in the first place, maybe having Sukuna making you swoon wasn’t so bad after all.

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[sugurugetofavoritemonkey]

Do you think geto in a romantic relationship would actually be willing to share/involve his s/o romantically with gojo or would he want to keep that aspect of his life seperate from gojo and keep them all to himself? I know some people on tumblr hc as him being willing to share with gojo because of how much gojo means to geto but i personally don’t see it?

Hi there ! 💗

Thank you a lot for your ask about Suguru, it makes me very happy, and don’t hesitate to tell me if you liked my answer, have a very nice day/night 💕

Firstly, I totally agree with you on that one. Like, I see why people see that happening, because why not, in a fantasy I guess ? It’s not totally impossible that they would romantically share a s/o in specials situations but in reality I personally think not because of a few reasons.

First, Gojo is too freaking egoistic (I love him) to share his girlfriend with Suguru even though he’s important for him. Again, in a fantasy, why not, to be honest, but Gojo really wants all eyes on himself all the time, so it won’t change with his girlfriend either, he wants all of her attention focusing on him and only him. And even if it would happen in a fantasy, it would be constant bickering between Suguru and Gojo, even though they would take care of you.

And most importantly, about our lovely Suguru, like I said in other writings, he’s a very sensitive man, and seeing you with Gojo at the same time, who’s a flirty man on top of that to say the least, would make him feel alone most of the time. He would constantly ask himself questions like do she loves me as much as I love her ? Do she loves Gojo more than me ? I’m not saying that he would act like a victim or something like that but he would feel lost in a real romantic relationship like this. Like you said, Suguru would prefer to keep you all to himself, because you’re his precious sweetheart and only his.

Suguru needs to be taken care of and to be a very special someone in your eyes. He wants to be the only one taking care of you in the most sweetest way. He wants to make sure that you know that he’s the safest place for you, that you can, at any time, find solace in his arms and only his. And vice versa, that all your love is directed towards him. He knows it’s a bit selfish but you’re like his little treasure, his little gem that he wants to take care of and love with all his heart. He wants your relationship to be a safe place where you can share secrets, emotions and a type of warmth that makes you both feel loved by the other one.

Suguru wants to treasure you, and be the only one to do so. He wants you to look at him with little stars in your eyes when he compliments you on the new summer dress you’re wearing today, because like Suguru would say, « it highlights the color of your eyes in the prettiest way ». Suguru wants to be the only one to make you laugh when he tickles your sides as the both of you cuddle on your comfy bed. Your lovely Suguru wants to be the only one to see your pretty smile when he wakes up by your side in the morning, the only one to run his fingers through your hair when you nuzzle deeper into his chest as the sun bothers you during forenoon. And Suguru wants to be the only one that you kiss tenderly in the middle of the night as a goodnight gift.

🤍 Suguru Geto Masterlist 🤍

[starfinss]

Can you please do flirting HCs for Sukuna, Gojo, Nanami, Megumi? (I couldn’t find your rules so I’m not sure if you take more than one character per requests so just in case you do, I’ll restrict this to just Gojo).

Hi! Yes, I take more than one character, no worries. Also, my rules are pretty much only visible from the desktop view of my blog, so if you’re a mobile user, that’s probably why. No harm, no foul. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ They’re a selectable link in the drop down below my blog info, in the same section as my masterlist. Also, I’m adding Yuuji because I love him, hope you don’t mind! I love JJK, I wanna write more for it. I have a Megumi fic in the works, so stay tuned for that, if I can kick this horrible writer’s block. But it’s two in the morning and I can’t sleep, so here we are. 

Aaaanyway.

There probably won’t be any blurbs, since these prompts alone could generate entire oneshots, I’m sorry! If you like any of these headcanons, though, I’d be happy to write some of those one shots for you. 

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO GODDAMN LONG. 

This also turned more into “how to pursue a crush” with Nanami, but I digress. 

— 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘠𝘶𝘶𝘫𝘪, 𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪, 𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪, 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵.

— 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘠𝘶𝘶𝘫𝘪

— Good lord.

— Yuuji is a very genuine person who often just says how he feels, so he has trouble being subtle, especially around someone he has strong feelings for. 

— If he’s into someone, he’d rather they know how much he cares instead of beating around the bush, but he does try. 

— Keyword try.

— Sometimes he says things that are just way too forward, royally embarrassing himself. 

— Or, he overthinks it and just stands there staring at you. 

— Or he just says something that doesn’t make any sense. 

— Most of the time, when he’s smooth, it’s completely on accident. 

— He’ll also give you small gifts. You offhandedly mention that you saw a toy you liked as a prize at the arcade? He’ll have it to you by the end of the day. You seem sad? He’ll bring you your favorite candy. 

— He’ll also just offhandedly mention that he thinks you look nice today. 

— He might compare you to Jennifer Lawrence. 

— Mostly, though, if you notice an uptick of compliments, Yuuji is probably flirting with you. He likes making you smile, and you’re gorgeous, so he has to make sure you know that and that he appreciates it. 

— It might take some time for him to work up the courage to actually ask you out, but it’ll probably involve flowers. 

“Yuuji, have you been flirting with me?”

“Oh, you finally noticed. Any guy would, with how pretty you are.”

— You know he states it like an absolute fact, sunshine smile firmly in place. 

— 𝘍𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪

— Megumi is not good at flirting. 

— He’s generally a pretty stoic person, and isn’t great at expressing outward emotion, so if he’s flirting, it’s going to be fumbling and awkward. 

— Or he just straight up doesn’t. Not in the traditional sense, that is. 

— Megumi’s version of flirting is compliments. Not even on your appearance, though that might happen. He might compliment you on your cursed technique, or the way you handle your weapon.

— It’s like how in Mulan, Li Shang says “ya fight good.”

— That’s Megumi. 

— You also might catch him staring, only to quickly look away when you see him, the tips of his ears bright red. 

— There also might be the occasional “your hair looks nice like that,” or “you should wear that color more often.”

— You’ll think you misheard him, and if you ask him to repeat himself, he will, genuinely thinking you didn’t hear him. He’s a bit dense when it comes to romantic feelings. 

— Will also occasionally say something smooth as fuck. 

— Give him time, but he’ll ask you out eventually. Knowing Megumi, it’ll be pretty casual, like, after you get back from a mission he just approaches you and straight up asks you to dinner. 

— If you flirt with him, he will turn scarlet red. It’s adorable. 

— 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶

— If Gojo is flirting with you, you will know. 

— This man is anything but subtle. He’s the guy who says shit like “that’s a nice dress, it would look even better on my floor.”

— He’s that mf. 

— He knows just what words to say in order to make you putty in his hands. Or frustrate you to the point of tears. It depends on if you also have feelings for him. 

— He also cares deeply for you, the feelings he has are disarming, so he hides behind his usual playful demeanor, but far flirtier.

— If you’re in danger, though, he will show everyone why he’s called the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer. 

— Will point blank ask you on dates, and will not be dissuaded. 

— Brings you flowers, candy, stuffed animals, jewelry. 

— He’s peacocking, showing you everything he’s got. It’s a little overwhelming. 

— Compliments you every chance he gets, telling you how much he loves that color on you, or how pretty you look when your hair is done up that way, or how amazing your eyes look with that new eyeshadow. 

— With the way he treats you, people think you’re already dating.

— Cooing and compliments and gifts and so many flirty comments. He’s unrelenting. 

— Literally all the compliments and pet names under the sun. 

— Baby, honey, sweetie, my love, all of it. 

— You know he treats you like a queen, though. Never forget it. 

— 𝘙𝘺𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘢

— I’m gonna be real with you, I don’t think Sukuna knows how to flirt. 

— He’s not really the type of guy who would try and woo a girl, more someone who takes what he wants when he wants it.

— The King of Curses doesn’t flirt. He takes. 

— He isn’t really a flowers and chocolate kind of guy. 

— His way of “flirting” is just suddenly referring to you as his. He sees something, he wants it, he takes it. 

— That’s how he does things. If you don’t like it, that isn’t his problem. 

— But he’d also slaughter anyone who crosses you.

— And straight up rob a store if you mentioned you wanted something. 

— Sukuna, no.

— Sukuna, yes.

— He isn’t really the cutesy type, but he is the chaotic type. 

— Might start calling you “pet” or “doll” or something like that. 

— Incredibly possessive. Sukuna doesn’t like when people touch his things. If someone steps a toe out of line around you, it’s nearly impossible for you to convince him not to maim or otherwise kill whoever wronged you. 

— I just can’t really imagine him as being flirty. He takes what he wants. 

— 𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰

— Nanami is more of a to-the-point kind of guy. 

— If he has interest in you, he’s going to be pretty blunt. 

— I think that when he first started to grow fond of you, he tried to ignore it until his feelings were too strong to put off anymore. Work is his first priority, and anything that gets in the way of that is a bit of a nuisance. 

— Buuuut he can put up with a few nuisances. 

— He’d probably start his courtship with just bringing you coffee every day all of a sudden. Maybe even a rose or two. He isn’t being subtle because Nanami isn’t a subtle man. 

— It’ll be obvious what he’s doing, and that’s how he likes it. 

— He won’t even deny the fact that he’s flirting if you point blank ask him. 

— He might ask you out to coffee, and try his best to woo you. Nanami isn’t great at being charming, so he’s just going to try and be himself, because that’s what you’re supposed to do when you like someone, right?

— He flirts with compliments and gifts, and they’re the type that matter. They’re personal and meaningful, and he pays close attention to what he thinks you’ll like to hear and receive. 

— The last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable with his advances. Flirting is supposed to make the other person want to go out with you, not make them unhappy. That’s just common sense, right? So if you tell him to stop, he will without question. 

— He’s a little awkward if you flirt back in a normal person way instead of a Nanami way. He might play dumb or just clear his throat and change the subject. 

— Nobody says he doesn’t enjoy it, though. He’ll be thinking about that for the rest of the day. 

— When Nanami cares for someone in a romantic sense, he’ll do his best to let them know in his own sort of way. 

[daddysuga101]

The greatest weakness of all~

Suguru x Reader

Warning: noncon, violence, reader is gojos grilfriend and he rakes advantage of her, unwanted creampie, cruelty. Mean, forced cheating, seriously don't read if ur not into it

There was nothing quite as deep as Sugurus hatred for Gojo Satoru. Well maybe it wasn't hate, maybe it was more accurately jealously.

Jealously in the fact that Gojo was a god walking amongst man. A god with the power to do whatever he wanted and still he did nothing. That made Suguru feel more anger than one man should ever feel.

And if Gojo wasn't going to fight for his cause Suguru would prefer him gone. But that wasn't realistic now was it?

He couldn't kill Gojo, no one could, but if he couldn't kill him, he could sure as hell hurt him.

Geto wasn't stupid of course, he knew if he tried to fight six eyes himself he'd lose. After all Gojo Satoru was the strongest. He didn't know how to even hope to beat someone as figuratively and literally untouchable as Gojo. Until he found out about you.

You, Gojos cute sweet girlfriend that he coincidentally never told to anyone about. In fact Geto probably would have never known the two of you were even romantically involved if he hadn't spent the last 4 months plotting against Gojo watching his every move. Waiting for some sort weaknesses to show itself.

Who would have thought he'd be offered up such a perfect Achilles heal all too fitting for Gojo himself.

Love.

He knew Gojo was in love with you. He'd been friends with him for years after all, he knows him. He knows what look Gojo has in his eyes when he isn't looking at a girl as merely a quick fuck. Instead he actually cares.

He spent the next three weeks taking a break from watching Gojo to watching you. He could see the appeal. You seemed smart and determined in school. Always coming to your lectures early. Being sure to take good notes, taking hours out of your day to study. You were all around amazing. But most of all you seemed kind.

So kind you couldn't see how some of your "friends" were conniving bitches that loved seeing you fail.

You had so many friends you probably couldn't see the toxic ones clearly. But he could.

You were surrounded by people all of the time, some who seemed to admire or envy you. You were non the wiser though. Gojo likes that probably, he always liked girls like you. Innocent, kind,

Pure.

The second week of watching you he payed close attention to the places you spent your time in the most. Seeing what activities you'd like to do.

After the third week he was ready to approach you. He could barely sleep the night before as he thought about the upcoming encounter with you. He didn’t know how he was going to get you. He didn’t want you dead, not yet anyway. He wanted hurt Gojo deeply but to kill you would erase Gojo having to see the proof of his own failures in someone who he loves. And Suguru simply couldn’t miss that opportunity.

How to hurt him?

Wait…

The next day he showed up to the coffee shop you go to every Wednesday and like clock work you strut in all bright eyed and bushy tailed heading to your normal seat and fuck,

Seeing you up close in good lighting all he could say is, he got it. He got the physical appeal. The way your leggings hugged your ass and thighs giving anyone who'd look quite the show.

You were something else.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He pushes his inky black hair back standing to his feet heading over to you a sweet smile placed on his lips.

"Excuse me, Y/n?" He calls out, having the pleasure of you looking up at him all wide eyed and confused. You take your air pod out smiling at him.

"I'm sorry?" You ask.

"Sorry to bother you, but you must be the famous Y/n, I heard a lot about you." Suguru said with a fake but welcoming smile. You look slightly confused before Geto chuckled holding his hands up in defense.

"I'm sorry, how rude of me to just jump you like this. I'm Iratori Kageyama. I'm a friend of Gojos. He told me the two of you were together."

"H-He did?" You asked shock evident in your face.

"Yes, we're quit close and I'm assuming you're aware of who he is and how important it is for you two to stay private."

"I hope I didn't scare you too bad by mentioning it." Suguru said with a smile. You shook your head.

"Oh no it's just he never mentioned you before. But if you two are close enough that he'd tell you about us then any friend of Satorus is a friend of mine!" You said with a wide smile.

You missed the the almost psychotic grin that he almost relviled to you.

This would be too easy.

"Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all!" You say brightly.

It was all too poetically perfect. You were really stupid. From the way you gladly sat down to conversate with Suguru, to how you believed him when he asked if it was okay if he could come over to surprise Gojo about him being in town.

You were truly naive. Truly innocent.

He couldn’t wait to take that from you.

…………..

He followed you into your dorm random anime figures and nerdy posters on your wall. It was adorable. The kind of room he’d expect a girl like you to have.

He couldn't wait to defile you it.

You placed your bag on your floor, tucking it neatly away into a corner.

“So I know you said you wanna surprise Satoru but he won’t be here for a few hours. Is there something you’d like to watch?” You ask,

“Anything you wanna see is okay with me, I’m not picky.” He answered. You nod sweetly, bending over ever so slightly so you could grab the controller for the tv off your bed. Suguru raised an eyebrow.

He was worried he'd have to force himself to screw you but fortunately you were more than fuckable.

“Is legally blonde okay?” You ask a little shyly. He smiles. It’s a genuine smile because god you are too cute.

“Legally blonde is perfect.” He says. You nod starting the movie and Suguru can’t help but feel a little bad. You weren’t a bad person, just at the wrong place at the wrong time. It wasn’t fair you were casualty in this due to you having relations to Gojo.

Hell, Sugurus sure Gojo didn’t even tell you the full extent of how import he was. You were probably non the wiser, just an innocent bystander caught in the whirlwind of jujutsu sorcerers fighting other jujutsu sorcerers. But life isn’t fair.

Life has never been fair for Suguru. And it wont be for you.

He was about to do a bad thing, he knew that. At least it would be fun to do it to you.

The second you turned back to him after fixing your tv Suguru wasted no time planting his lips on yours in a aggressive, rough kiss. You stumbled back in shock before you tired to push him off of you. He hands held yours by your sides as he pushed his tounge in your mouth.

You tasted so sweet. So innocent like a flower that hasn’t fully budded yet. He loved how you felt against him.

You pushed against his shoulders again your eyes wide as you finally freed your mouth from his. He almost feels annoyed at how your fighting against him. He knows he’s not ugly and he knows he’s a damn good kisser so he wished you’d just calm down.

"What are you doing?!" You cried, Suguru sighed in annoyance.

"Please don't make this so hard. I don't have all day." He says as he cups your pussy through your leggings.

"No! Don't touch me! I don't want to!" You shouted, Suguru pushes you on your bed anyway straddling your waist.

"I don't really care what you want baby. I'm doing this for me. Now stop resisting me before I kill you."

That seems to get you to stop squirming. You let out a desperate whine under him as the ear piercing sound of clothes ripping shot through your ears.

His hands are large and perverted as they touch you. Stroking you, groping, pulling, prodding at your body as if it’s his very right to do so.

It felt euphoric, a sadistic smile grew on his face he watched you cry under him. Fat, wet, hot tears spilling out your eyes as your body secretly aches for his touch.

The best way to hurt Gojo Satoru...

Suguru bit his lip pulling his erection out of his pants stroking himself teasingly over your mouth.

“You want it in your pussy or mouth sweet thing?” He asks. You cry harder and he rolled his eyes tapping his hot, precum stained cock against your lips.

“Pick one, or I put in your ass.” He threatens.

“M-my..” You try to say.

“What was that?” He teased.

“My mouth.” You finally say in between tears. He laughs and climbs off of you pushing your legs apart. Your eyes stretch in horror as he lines himself up with your pussy.

“You said-!”

“You took to fucking long to say it I had to pick for you.” He says coldly as he pushed his hard cock inside the warm wet hole you presented to him. He couldn't stop the genuine moan that excaped his lips as his hips snapped into your body.

You bit back a moan so clearly fighting with everything in you to not enjoy how it felt. To ignore the way his cock claimed your body as his own.

You hands moved to cover your eyes, Suguru was quick to stop you. Making you watch as he fucked you. He smiled widened his lips licked the inside of you ear before speaking.

"Wanna know a secret sweet girl? This isn't personal, I'm not doing this to you out of blind hate or anything like that. Truth is you have something of value. Wanna guess what that is?" Suguru asks as his pace quickens a bit, you opened your mouth to speak.

"I d-dont know." You said, he smiled fondly his hand reaching down to rub your clit.

“It’s because Gojo loves you. And I wanna break anything he loves because I hate him.” He says almost sweetly. It’s strange because as he fucking you, hurting you. His voice explaining it to you is almost gentle. You cry harder.

“You don’t understand! He doesn’t love me! He’s never told me that he did! No matter much I wanna hear it, he hasn't said it!” You explain, hurt so evident in your voice. He smiled.

“He's scared baby. He does. I can tell, I’ve known him for years. He’s fucking obsessed with you.” He pauses, speeding up his pace.

"He’s obsessed with your innocence and purity. So today's your not so lucky day, m' just gonna rape you until you're no longer someone Gojo wants effectively breaking his heart." Suguru said, before chuckling pushing his long hair back.

"Nah who am I kidding the poor bastard is in love, fuck, maybe I should just get you pregnant. I wonder how he'd feel seeing you pregnant my baby." He said, you cried loudly your tears egging him on to he empty his warm load into your unwilling body.

He wanted to bottle each and every one of your pretty tears and send it to Gojo as proof of what he's doing to you. He thought of maybe even recording it but nah, it'd be more fun to see Satorus reaction to you passed out on your bed stuffed with his cum.

Suguru threw his head back as his climax came closer. This was so worth it. More than worth it.

His nails dig into the skin of your thighs as his rammed his hips into your frantically his eyes rolling back as he came in you.

His breath was heavy and he whistled.

"No wonder he locked you down. I definitely wouldn't want any other man to even look at that pretty pussy." He said as he pulled out and climbing off the bed leaving you sweating, sticky and crying.

"I told you to quit the crying didint I?"  He asked softly as he wiped the sweat off your forehead with your own ripped shirt.

"Y-you, you." You shakily muttered.

"I know, I know baby. M' fucking horrible." He muttered noticing his phone on the bedside table.

'What the fuck?’ he thought grabbing his phone off the table.

"Spread you legs for me."

"N-no I'm tired." You whined.

"Do it before I do." He pushed, you whined again but inevitably obeying him. He smiled softly.

Smart girl. He thought.

he took a picture of your abused stuffed cunt sending it to Gojo.

—————————————————————————-

Gojo is in Tokyo when his dings loudly interrupting a meeting with the elders of jujutsu tec. The white haired man smiles widely.

“So sorry. continue.” He says. Yaga goes to open his mouth once more but his phone dings again.

“Sorry again, I can’t help how popular I am, I just-.”

“Just take it outside Satoru! We have no time for your childish games.” He grimaced. Gojo rolls his eyes under his blind fold standing to his feet.

“Whatever, this meeting is boring anyway.” He says stepping out into the main hallway. He pulls his phone out, his heart jumping a little when he sees it’s you that texted him.

He smiles a to himself. He couldn’t wait to ditch these losers and see you. But when he opens the text his heart drops to floor.

It’s a photo of you naked and passed out cum leaking out of you. He feels like someone wedged a crowbar in his stomach. The second text that was sent was not an image this time it was words.

Gojo skakingly, reluctantly reads it.

"Your girls got a good snatch on her better keep a better eye on her next time, Satoru."

Only one person calls him by his first name like that...

“Suguru?” Gojo questions in a shaky breath. What has he done? What did Suguru do to you?

“Shit! Fuck!” Satoru shouted punching a hole in the wall, the dry wall crumbling around his fist.

How, how could he have let this happen? He was supposed to be discreet with you so something like this wouldn’t happen, he was supposed to keep your hands clean if his present and his past.

He was supposed to protect you. And when he wasn't looking, Suguru got to you.

[just-jordie-things]

Hiiii can i ask for Gojo and the 50th kiss prompt ? (secret kiss) thank youuuu!!

sorry i messed up these posts! all fixed!

50: In Secret Kiss ___

“i can’t believe you’re just not going to do anything about it,” shoko muses while inspecting her fingernails.  as if there would ever be a speck of dirt underneath them, you know how clean she keeps her hands at all time.  “it’s obvious you like him.  for whatever reason” 

you have to laugh a bit at the comment.  her distaste for her own friend was amusing.  especially when you found him so… captivating.

“yeah, well,” you shrug your shoulders as you pretend to think to yourself.  “it is what it is.  he can’t really have relationships, with his status and all” 

“stupid reason” shoko mutters, dropping her hand so she could cross her arms in displeasure.

“maybe.  but you know how the elders are.  they’d only push him to marriage.  and then they’d want a baby with the limitless technique, and, well, i just don’t need all that baggage,” you admit.  “And honestly, neither does he” 

shoko scoffs before laughing.

“i’m gonna tell him you said he has baggage,” she teases.

in your pocket, your phone buzzes with a new text.

“go ahead,” you giggle back as you pull your phone.  “it’s nothing he doesn’t already know” 

shoko rolls her eyes affectionately, agreeing begrudgingly.  

“yeah, well, satoru has had baggage since birth.  there’s no changing it.  no escaping it.  that’s for sure,” she thinks aloud.  “still.  i thought you two would be good for each other.  you could bring him down to earth for a bit,” she watches as you avoid her gaze, instead typing away on your phone.  “and i’ve seen the way he looks at you.  i know he cares about you” 

that turns your attention back to her, a sweet smile on your lips as you tuck your phone away again.

“shoko you almost sound like a romantic” you tease.  she rolls her eyes, but again, you don’t see a scrap of annoyance on her features.

“i was rooting for you both.  shoot me,” she says, but you’d already known this to be true.  after all, shoko was the one who involved herself first, grabbing you by the shoulders and telling you that if you didn’t tell satoru about your feelings, then she would first.  “no really.  shoot me.  i feel like a little girl talking this much about romance.  especially one that involves satoru” 

both of your laughter fills the room, and you feel the apples of your cheeks warm with a blush from your bashfulness.

“so, should we find you a rebound? we could make it an excuse to go for drinks after work?”

“i’ve got plans tonight, actually,” you say, averting your gaze.  “but maybe this weekend?”

shoko smirks.  you were a terrible liar.  she doesn’t know why you even try, but for now she’s decided to let it slide.  you and satoru were her friends after all, and she was just happy to see you both happy.  so if you wanted to play this little game to keep unwanted attention off your backs, she’d play along.

for now, that is.  surely some day she’d have to call you both out and tease you relentlessly.  for now, watching you blush and look away from her skeptical gaze was enough entertainment.

“this weekend it is,” she agrees after a pause.  “i’m sure we’ll find many more eligible, hot men at the bar on a weekend anyways” she adds, and then just to make you sweat, says, “i have just the dress for you to borrow.  it’s going to make your boobs look great” 

you’re barely able to wince out a smile before excusing yourself back to work.  you rake your hands through your hair as you make your way back to your office where you’d abandoned your students’ ungraded tests.  now it was the last task you wanted to complete, too nervous about keeping your secret from one of your closest friends.

when you reach your office, you’re not surprised to see someone’s already sitting in your chair, and doing your work for you.

“what do you think you’re doing?” you shut the door behind you before placing your hands on your hips.

satoru grins up at you while he scrawls a 100 in massive numbers, followed by a smiley face.  as you approach the desk, you gape at the pink ink on the page.

“you’re supposed to say someone’s been sleeping in my bed!” he teases.

“you’re grading my students’ tests in pink!?” you gasp, horrified.

“you’re welcome!” satoru beams, completely mistaking your surprise for gratitude.

“satoru, they’re clearly going to know that i didn’t-” 

“Teachers help each other with their work all the time” 

“no they don’t-” 

“and now you have more time to spend with me!” he says, standing from the chair and leaning over the desk to steal a quick kiss.

it’s quicker than he expected, seeing as you pulled away after giving into temptation for only a second.

“hey-” he starts to whine, but you’re speaking over him before he can continue.

“satoru, you’re going to get us caught,” you scold.  “shoko’s already taking me out this weekend to rebound” 

“rebound?” satoru frowns.  “you’re breaking up with me already?”

you frown back at his incessant need to tease, and his own frown quickly turns into a coy grin.

“lucky for you, sweetheart, i’m impossible to rebound from!” he cheers, and leans in to steal another kiss.

“is that so?” you grumble.

“sure is,” he affirms with another kiss.  “so you can try, but you’ll never be able to get over me!” 

you sigh, but give him a small smile as he stands before you with that stupid charming grin and pretty eyes.

“that’s what i’m afraid of” you murmur.

somehow, he takes this more as a compliment than an offense.

[maoam]

do you think there’s anything romantic between gojo and geto in jjk or is it all just the shippers making things up

Hello.

Since last time this was being discussed I have delved more into jjk and can give better answers about it as well. Jjk isn't a love story, but something like that doesn't automatically stop a mangaka from writing elements of love into a story.

First chapter of volume 0.

Last chapter of volume 0.

The way volume 0 is written, how at the beginning Gojo talks about love being the most twisted curse (my 'personal' theory) and how at the end he tells Geto something that isn't shown to the audience, to which Geto replies "at least curse me a little at the very end" is a very interesting connection... To add to this, the ost that plays during this moment with the two of them in the movie version is called "This is pure love". And Gege was apparently very involved in making the movie (and the anime, he apparently helped write anime only scenes for the series too and we know he storyboards the juju scrolls).

Like, that is admittedly suspect. Like these are choices that Gege made when writing.

Also this dramatic break up (in front of KFC no less). What I find funny is the songs that Gege chose for Gojo, one is a bitter break up song and the other deals with loneliness, loss and bittersweet memories. Both of the lyrics make me think about Gojo's relationship with Geto, or should I say Satoru's with Suguru lol. Like who else has he had a break up with other than Geto... His fall out with Geto and the fact he had to kill him by himself affected Gojo immensily. He's a lonely character, and the fact Geto had an inferiority complex compared to him probably hurt him, made him feel even lonelier. And the fact he didn't notice what happened to Geto until it was too late. Geto is his biggest regret!

It was also a very cool moment when Gojo said "my six eyes tells me that you're Geto Suguru, but my soul knows otherwise". And how Geto tried to stop Kenjaku from sealing Gojo by strangling him after Gojo called out his name. They have a very deep connection.

Geto never answered Yuki's question so we don't know what is his type.

As for Gojo, we know women find him attractive and Gojo himself knows women find him attractive. But he doesn't seem to pursue women. Yuta even made fun of him for that.

So yeah I don't think fans are pulling it out of nowhere. I think Gege does like the ship and he likes making fun of Gojo for it too.

Recently they also revealed that the season 2 opening has connection to Geto and Gojo. [link]

"Get lost in me" you say? Well he did enough to be sealed I guess. 😅 It also ties up nicely to the first point... Geto is like a curse that haunts Gojo.

[angiehasakitten]

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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ CHAPTER 6   ~   Karma?

{ WHAT TO KNOW }➤  This is HEAVILY inspired by the bl manhwa “No Love Zone” in which the main character ( fem!reader) is a newbie at the company. She has the worst luck in the romance department and always ends up heartbroken. That's when she sees Kamo Choso, who is her total type, but turns out to be her new boss and enemy… 

{ CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN }➤ Language, mention of smoking

{ WORD COUNT }➤ 3.3k

{ OTHER THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND }➤ I'll only be writing in 2nd person pov, so there won't be anything like y/n. Also this is based on my personal preferences so i'm sorry if it disappoints. Whenever something like “this is hsown” it indicates the readers toughts. 

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“It’s my turn to talk, isn’t it now?” He says as you glance up at him, seeing that annoyingly cute little grin on his face. “Do you seriously not remember me?” He asks, taking you aback with the sudden question. Was he going on about the time at the station again? Right now?

“We went to the same school.” He finally tells you, making you flinch and turn to him in complete confusion .  

Same school? Tats can’t be? If he really did go to the same school as you, why don’t you recognize him? Plus, why is he bringing this up now? Right after you confessed the fact that you like him…?

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CHOSO’S PAST FLASHBACK…

When Choso was at the age of seventeen, he looked completely unrecognizable.  He was . less than 170 centimeters tall - that’s also known as being under 5 feet and 6 inches- he wore glasses with rims that were far too thick,  and his body was skinnier and smaller than a twig. 

He was quiet in school, and the people who were considered  his friends were fairly similar to him in that way. With no reasons to stay out of school,  there were pretty peaceful school days. That involved him getting into no trouble, no drama, and not needing to worry about silly little things. Even so, there was a lucky someone he had eyes for. 

He would always watch  her from afar, jealousy filling his body as you were playfully sitting on  the tall, white haired, and blue eyed guy, Satoru Gojo’s lap. How could he not be jealous? Satoru was everyone's crush, literally every girl he knew liked that guy, at least at some point they did.  

“You’re heavy!” Satoru tried pushing you off him. “Get off, you little shit!” He would scold you, making you giggle as you clung to him, refusing to leave him alone. “Nuh uh, I don’t wanna!” You would snicker. 

“Ah– Are you monkeys even listening to me?!” Suguru said in annoyance as he groans, rolling his eyes as to how you are being so childish and having him repeat whatever he was saying for the third time. 

You roll your eyes back at him and flip him off. “I give zero fucks about your date, suguru.” You answer him bluntly, seriously not caring about his one of many other women that he met in the past week. 

He gets irritated and gets off his seat which was right behind Satoru’s, walking up to you and pinching your cheek hard. “Ow! Ow!” You whine dramatically  while swatting his hand away. “Are you gonna listen to me now?!” He gives you an alarming look. 

“It really hurts Geto!” You frown at him, even calling him by his last name. He couldn’t care less though, ruffling your styled hair roughly as his last hit, “So were you wrong?” He narrows his eyes at you, attempting to get you to admit to defeat. “I was wrong!” You lift your hand up in surrender. “Please stop now! I’m sorry!” You giggle around as you and Suguru continue to go back and forth with the bickering. 

Choso used to think that just looking at you was enough for hm to be satisfied, but when he came to his senses, it was like trying to pour spilled water back into a cup…

Mini flashback…

Choso stood before you as a stuttering mess, trying to get his words out before finally blurting out, “I- I like you…” He clenched his eyes shut in embarassment.  

“Hey, are you not coming?” Satoru interrupts the moment while impatiently calling for you to follow him as he wanted to go do something he found ‘fun’ again. You snicker at him and shoo him away from a far. “Just wait! I’ll be there in a minute, dumbass.” You yell back to Satoru as you then turn your attention back to the boy before you who had just confessed. 

“Hmm… sorry…” You begin as you slowly examine his appearance. “.. The face is everything to me.” You say so very nonchalantly that it was brutal to Choso. “You're tiny, so i'm not interested in you.” You finish off with a smile, thinking that made any of your hurtful words better to bare for the poor kid. 

Fast forward to Choso that night…

Choso laid flat back on his bed thinking about the previous events in his life. He was expecting to get dumped, it was almost a given to him, but the way you said all that? 

“Tiny…?” He repats that one word in his head while furrowing his brows in confusion.  He hoped it would be something that would’ve been forgoten after he graduated since it was a half-asked confession. With that , his first love ended in failure. 

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After graduation, he stood in line at a coffee shop. Now this isn’t anything out of the ordinary, besides the fact he was hot. Heis now tall, handsome of course, no more glasses seen on his face, and he was very muscular.  

“Your order is ready!” The barista called out to him after he had ordered. “Thanks.” He would simply jst answer politely yet dryly and she was already blushing like an alpha in heat. 

It was troublesome for Choso as his life changed so drastically. It had only been a few months after all, the sudden attention and change in everyone's behavior was something new to adapt to. 

“Wow, it must be nice being so popular wherever you go now.” His friend yuki nudges him playfully. 

“Don’t say unnecessary things.” He side glances at her in humiliation. 

“Are you going to pretend you're not used to this?” Yuki rolls her eyes and looks over at him with a slight tilt in the head. Choso just grunts and pushes her head a little roughly as a small fighting way. “I’m not used to the attention, yuki. I just had a growth spurt over the summer, that’s all.” He clearifies. 

Just then, he catches a glimpse of familiar hair through his peripheral vision, making his gaze turn over to see who it was. He recognized it almost imediately, It had to be you. Choso couldn’t be wrong, it’s your exact haircut and color! 

Choso was slowly brought back to the moment when the girl who he mistook you with turned over to look at her friend who had just walked  in the cafe. Choso felt a hinge of disappointment run over him when he realized it wasn’t you, but what if it was you? What would’ve changed? He wouldn’t walk up to you anyway so why was this feeling clinging to him? 

The truth is, he never ended up letting go of the past. How could he? You were his first love- his first confession, and his first rejection. It seems he is still chasing after the same memory after all this time. It has been months after all, plus, he is extremely attractive now, he can get anyone else he wants. 

Yuki was there to save his situation as she snapped him out of his thoughts. “Did you even hear anything I just said? What are you looking so intensely at? That's creepy you know.” She scolded him, playfully kicking his leg as she called im out as a ‘creep’. Choso shakes his head and grabs his drink before getting up from the table he was sitting at with his friend. “Let’s just go. I don’t wanna be late for our class, I have a career to chase, unlike you.” He rolls his eyes as Yuki starts bickering about how she is also trying to get a career, annoyed by his accusation. 

That’s when Choso made it his goal to become a brand new man. He wanted to forget everything about hi past and focus on the future. Years go by, he worked hard in University and got amazing grades. His hard work definitely paid off, because soon enough he was manager at a pretty big company. He was able to get his own luxurious place, settling in and being excited to start his brand new major job. This is it, his goal is complete- or so he thought. 

Then, on an early morning as he was calmly just strolling around his new neighborhood, he decided to take the subway, and that is when everything came back. You were there, beside him with a fair distance, both waiting for the transport to arrive. The way you both made eye contact, his memories all flung right back. You haven’t changed much from highschool, besides your figure maturing and maybe a change in style of hair and makeup, but other than that your face was the same. He assumed you recognized him, yet you didn’t. Instead you were gawking over him, finding him as eye candy. 

That moment only lasted maybe a minute or two as he soon got on the subway that arrived not too long after the two of you locked gazes. He assumed that was your last encounter with him until his first day at the job. He soon came to find out he was your boss. Quite interesting and endearing it seemed to him. What were the chances of this happening? The best part of it all was him seeing right through you and knowing you liked him. It was obvious with all the signs you were giving him. 

It was funny to him how you tried being sneaky with your glances, thinking you were slick with it. Choso would always just cringe to himself, yet he can’t deny the fact that it did feel good and ego boosting, watching as the tables have turned from him liking you years ago to you doing the same, only years later. 

Choso found your work sloppy, but what can he really do? That's right, he could play around with you for a bit. This is how the  strange actions started happening at work ever since, leading to your delusional thoughts.  

He found it funny when you would be talking to your friends, yapping as usual until Choso would purposlly  bump into you, watching as you apologize normally before you turn to see it was him standing behind you. It was pathetic, yet cute in a way,  to him how you started showing special treatment once you saw him, apologizing even more and getting all red and anxious. 

Well, now this is how you ended up in the position you were in at the moment. Sitting in your manager’s car as he reveals to you that he used to go to the same school as you. Choso wondered how you’d react once you found out who he really was. ..

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“Hmmm…” You hum in a thinking matter as you look off to the side, trying to remember anyone remotely close to Choso whom you might have met in school, yet nothing comes to mind. You look back at him with a small shrug before smiling. “You went to my high school, huh? That's so interesting!” You began, “I wonder why I can’t remember you, I bet you would’ve been popular back then, I guess my memory is going a little bad” You chuckle awkwardly. 

Choso glances at you before looking over at the road since he was driving you home. “Well, it has been years since we graduated.” He hHe says before speaking a bit more bluntly, “It’s either you don't remember, or it’s that you’re losing memory from old age.” 

You looked at him for any signs of him joking but he stayed so serious and nonchalant it made you stunned for a second. Seriously, how dare he just call you old when you were the same age?! You awkwardly and uncomfortably laugh and scratch your head. “Haha.. I guess that could be it.” You force out before noticing you were on your street already. “You can stop here mr. Kamo.” You tell him as you get your bag ready in your hands. 

Choso does as you say and stops the car, letting you walk out as he watches you. “Thank you for the ride,  because of you I was able to get home safely.” You bow your head slightly in a thankful manner. You stand up straight and fidget a bit with your nails. “About what I told you earlier..” You referred to your confession, “.. please don't worry about it if it’s troublesome-” 

Choso interrupts you as he nods in realization about the fact he didn’t give you an answer. “Oh yeah, I forgot about that.” He says as he thinks for a moment about his next words. “Sorry, the face is everything to me.” He says with the smallest smirk ever, mocking your words from years ago. After that, he drives off and leaves you in your thoughts. 

You stand there for a minute or maybe even three, repeating what he told you in your head. That line… it sounded familiar, as if you heard it somewhere before. Your brain seems to freeze in the moment before it clicks- No. Fucking. Way.

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SLAM!! Satoru yelps as his front door flies open, revealing a panicked figure standing in the door frame. “What the hell? You scared the shit out of me!!” He scolded as he walked over to you, letting you in as you looked at him desprately.

“Do you have it?!” You huff out, breathing heavily since you just ran all the way to his house at this time of night.

Satoru raises a brow at you, “Have what?” 

“Graduation album!!!” You raise your voice urgently.

“Probably in the office- wait- why are you needing it at this time today?!” He questions, but not fast enough as you’re already rushing into the room. He follows behind you and watches as you rummage through his book shelf, finding the album and rapidly opening it and flipping pages. 

You flip and examine each page quickly, searching for the name ‘Kamo Choso’ anywhere at all. Suddenly youspot the name, seeing a nerdy looking boy, the one you rejected to be specific. You scream in doom as you fall to the floor in horror, making Satoru flinch and just watch blankly in confusion. “How is this anywhere close to the same person!!!” You yell to yourself. 

After a good half hour, Satoru was able to drag you over to the couch so you wouldn’t be on the cold floor in such distress. Currently, he was on the phone with who you assumed was Suguru. He was asking him if he knew what the hell you were on to be acting like this, crying on the couch as if someone just died. 

All your memories popped right back in as you felt so embarassed.  How couldn’t you tell all along? Choso was hinting it all along by asking if you remembered him, how badly it hurt you that he knew all along yet you were too blind to realize that he was the kid you rejected. To be fair, he looks nothing like he used to look like in school. That didn’t help you from balling your eyes out at the pure humiliation as he even used the same words you used to reject him.

“Satoru…” You sob to him. “I won’t go to work tomorrow.. Call me in sick, please!!” You cry harder. He just rolls his eyes and smacks you with a pillow. 

“You’re saying bullshit again. I’m tired, so get your ass home or go shower and settle in the guest room.” He says before getting off the couch, disappearing into his room. You didn’t have a choice but to shower and attempt to sleep, yet you failed as you weren't able to fall asleep at all. 

You sat on Satou’s balcony as you sat there ghostly looking , smoking a cigarette after doing so good at quitting for your siblings. You sigh as you rest your head on your knees,  getting into your depression mode. 

You then prop your head up a bit as you think about everything. This stuff happens in life all the time. After all, who would’ve recognised him? So you should be okay right?  Wrong. Your mind drifts off making you guilty again. You were the one who rejected him for his appearance, now this was your karma. That’s right, all because you went for a face. 

You scream into your hand as you try to get all these thoughts away. Why did your life have to always be like this? You just want love yet you can’t get what you want even if your life depended on it. 

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You stare at your desk as you get to the office. Didn’t you say you weren’t gonna go? Then again, who is gonna make the money? You sigh as you slide into your seat, grumbling in frustration. What was the point of all this, just kill yourself at this point. 

To make things ten times ‘better’ you hear your name being called out, as well as a big hand was placed on your shoulder. Of course it had to be Choso. He was probably doing this shit on purpose. 

“Let's go to the meeting room, it’s time.” He says before walking away, making you remember about the company meeting you had to go to. 

“Ah, yes..” You say before quickly getting your notes that you were required to have for the meeting,making your way there shortly after. 

You sit in the meeting room, distracted with your thoughts. While you remain  zoned out, Choso explains how sales in the company were decreasing per contract, which led to the solution of having them remake a new contract that would guarantee higher sales. Not to mention, he wanted this all to be brought to him by the next morning. 

As Choso held the meeting, you can’t help but feel aggravated with the thought of the night prior. Face is everything, huh? You said that because you were a childish kid in school,it has been a whole decade and he can’t let that go? Plus, if face is everything, was he saying something was wrong with yours?! That made your blood boil-

“We’ll leave all this to you. Remember, I expect to receive everything by tomorrow morning.” You hear Choso say to you directly. The room fell silent. Out of everyone he makes you do all the work.

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{ A/N }➤ OKAY OKAY OKAY.. I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LACK OF POSTING.. 

I was so very caught up with finals and exams that I just had NO TIME TO WRITE. 

PLEASE UNDERSTAND AND I PROMISE I'LL TRY TO POST MUCH MUCH MORE. 

ANYWAYS…

I hope everyone is doing well!! I hate how you guys knew Choso would be that kid but OH WELL!!! 

ALRIGHT WELL GOOD NIGHT GUYS IMA GO TRY TO CHECK MY SPELLING AND UPLOAD FOR YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also thoughts so far? =.=

LOVE YOU MY LITTLE KITTENS !!!! (∗˃̶ ᵕ ˂̶∗)

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last chap ~ next chap

[doumadono]

EMERGENCY REQUEST!

Hi! May I please request a piece centered around Reader not being able to have children, and any character(s) of your choosing from KNY or JJK comforting them; in a romantic or platonic way (whichever is more comfortable for you)? The reasons don't matter because the comforting bit is what's most important here.

I also have a question for you on a more personal level regarding my specific circumstances, if that is alright with you? I shall send it as a separate ask if you are okay with a more personal conversation on the matter.

I love your work and I hope you are doing well! <3

Nanami, Toji, Gojo & s/o not being able to have children - headcanons

A/N: replying to your ask - feel free to ask anything you'd like. I'm here to help and discuss whatever you're comfortable sharing

JUJUTSU KAISEN EMERGENCY REQS

Nanami

Nanami would approach the situation with a calm and reassuring demeanor.

Instead of bombarding you with questions, he maintains a calm and silent presence, allowing you to open up at your own pace.

When you finally decide to share your struggles, Nanami doesn't offer immediate solutions. Instead, he expresses understanding, acknowledging the weight of your situation.

"Life doesn't always unfold as planned, but that doesn't diminish your worth or the meaningful contributions you can make."

Understanding that coping is a personal journey, Nanami gently suggests healthy ways to cope with the emotional turmoil. "Sometimes, finding an outlet for your emotions can make the burden a bit lighter. It might be writing, training, or anything that brings you solace."

Toji

Without breaking the silence, Toji poures two glasses of sake. He hands one to Reader, the warmth of the gesture almost as comforting as the liquid itself. "Sometimes, it helps to have a drink and share the burden," he grumbles.

His comforting style involves honesty and straightforward conversations, focusing on embracing reality.

He'd emphasize that one's worth isn't tied to societal expectations and that strength is found in acceptance.

"Life's full of surprises, ain't it? Kids or not, what matters is how you live. We'll face whatever comes our way head-on. That's the only way to live."

His dry wit and unexpected jokes serves as a welcomed distraction, proving that even in the darkest moments, laughter could be found.

Gojo

Gojo Satoru senses your distress even before you voice it.

Gojo, being Gojo, doesn't overwhelm you with pity or sympathy. Instead, he casually slides into the seat next to you, almost as if to say, "Let's talk or not talk, whatever you need more."

As you began to open up about your struggles, Gojo maintaines a comforting silence. Sometimes, the most powerful comfort is found in shared silence.

As the conversation winds down, Gojo doesn't rush to fill the silence. Instead, he sits there in companionable quietness, a steadfast presence ready to stand with you through whatever comes next.

"Your worth isn't tied to whether you can have children or not," Gojo asserted firmly. "You're valuable for who you are, not for something beyond your control."