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[ohimsummer]

obsessed with these 🫣

[snoopyearss]

This pic of Gojo makes me emotional each time I see it like he’s such a cutie pie oh my god I love him with all my heart look at him😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

[ohimsummer]

@staryukis

I hope I'm not too late for the cowboy gojo trend

[ohimsummer]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRETTY BOY

[snoopyearss]

Nerd-Jo (Nerd Gojo) has my heart right now

He’s a sub in this Drabble 😁🤞🏾

You and Nerd Gojo “working” on a project together in the private study room in the library, except he’s slumped back in his seat, legs spread as you kneel in between them, taking his length in you mouth to help ease his stress. His needy whimpers for more as you kitten lick his leaking tip bounce throughout the room.

“W-wait- fuck. What if the next person who booked the room after us comes in early? What if somebody sees?” He forces out, the pleasure slowly becoming too much for him. “You’ll just have to keep quiet then, Toru.” You whispered, taking his cock and stroking it with your small, warm hand.

“Oh fuck, that feels so good. Your hands are s-so soft.” He praised. “What kind of lotion do you use?” You giggled at his question. “Lotion?”

“S-Sorry, I’m nervous. I’ve never done this before.” He nervously chuckled and draped his arm on his face to mask the bright shade of red slowly creeping up his neck to his cheeks. “It’s okay baby, just relax. I’ll take care of you.” Your hands are placed on each thigh as you slowly stuff him in your mouth.

“Oh fuck! Oh my God, oh sh-shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He moans, taking his hand to cover his mouth. “Toru, look at me. Look at me take your big cock in my mouth.” You moaned around his shaft as you slurped up the globs of spit falling along the sides. “I can’t! It’s too much,” he mewls as his legs slowly begin to shake. “Do it, or I’ll stop.” You warned. He whimpered, slowly lowering his arm down to look down at you.

The image above you was so pornographic. His eyebrows were furrowed, piercing blue eyes slowly welling up with tears, his cheeks and the bridge of his nose kissed with a light pink and his bottom lip latched on to his top lip. He’s so so pretty.

“There we go. Keep looking at me until I make you cum.” The praises pouring from your mouth made his lower abdomen clench, sucking in air quickly and he gripped the armrests on either side of him.

“Oh my god, I’m- I’m gonna cum! I’m cumming, don’t stop, oh fuck,” his whimpers getting louder as he reaches his release. You pull him out of your mouth to have him jerk his length on your tongue to paint it a pretty white.

“Holy shit,” he gasps for air. “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” He stretches his big arms out for you to sit in his lap. “Let me return the favor, yeah?”

[ohimsummer]

I only take payment in muppet gojo panels

[snoopyearss]

Text messages between you and Gojo

A series of screenshots you sent to Shoko about the random things you and your boyfriend talk about.

Suggestive!

[riaki]

guys pls consider… lifeguard!gojo bit inspired by a post i saw a long time ago from @/shotorus, thank u sel + inez !

lifeguard!gojo, who signs you in for a pool session and gives you the wrong time-slot wristband because he’s too busy gawking at you with hearts in his blue eyes to notice he registered you to swim for 12pm-2pm. when, in reality, it’s 4pm in the afternoon and the hot sun is slowly sinking in the sky.

lifeguard!gojo, who mistakes your polite attempts to correct him as signs of disinterest; he sees things through romance-tinted glasses. of course he can't keep a wounded pride, and so he makes it his saturday afternoon goal to win your heart. after all, who in their right mind would reject him in all his dashing chlorine scented glory?

lifeguard!gojo, who reintroduces himself all suave and cool and he thinks it's working mid-hair slick-back— until he gets smacked in the face by a stray rubber ball, and his sunglasses go flying. it leaves a red spot of hashmarks on his nose, like the ball was a cookie cutter and he was the dough. but he doesn't mind, because he got to hear your pretty laugh as you pick up his shades and hand them back to him, albeit at his own expense. you even say a cute thing or two about the chipped popsicle sticker on the frame.

lifeguard!gojo, who's unreasonably (and immaturely) upset over the fact he can't seductively rub sunscreen into your back because you already have beforehand. but he's not complaining; it smells good when he's forced a little closer to you to avoid a rampaging train of kids running across the pool deck. he should yell at them, but the smell of summery citrus and sea salt wafting on the humid breeze distracts him.

lifeguard!gojo, who pours every ounce of his remaining energy into gettin your attention the entire time you're there— with loud whistle blows from the scribble-adorned plastic whistle hanging from his neck, grabbing your attention, only to just offer a charming wink in your direction. or, squeezing idle small talk between every lap you swim, teasing you with a lazy grin on his lips from under his shaded lifeguard stand when you complain about the heat of the blazing sun.

lifeguard!gojo, who ropes his poor, exhausted snack stand friend with the blonde hair and dark shadows beneath his eyes into helping him— when you give up on swimming laps and begrudgingly let him convince you into going down the waterslides as if you’re a nine year old with neon pink inflatable buoy rings around your arms.

lifeguard!gojo, who forces nanami (snack stand man) to ‘accidentally’ send you down the slide early— you’re caught up in the surprise, the sound of rushing water and kids shouting and a cicada’s buzz filling your ears— and before you know it you’re tossed into the bottom of the pool by the stream of water, disoriented and panicking until two steady arms fish you out of the pool.

lifeguard!gojo, who ‘rescues you from drowning’ holding you bridal style to his chest with his sunglasses balanced on the edge of his nose, letting you catch a glimpse of his uncanny blue eyes hidden beneath his dripping white hair. his whistle lanyard hangs loosely around his neck, drawing a line down the center of his toned chest.

lifeguard!gojo, who can’t help but double over as he laughs obnoxiously— boyishly when he gets to watch your face flush cherry as you scramble to get out of his arms and fall straight back into the refreshing water with a splash.

lifeguard!gojo, who’s forced to reconcile with what he thinks is defeat when he gets you kicked out of the pool early because of his earnest registering mistake— and in doing so, you forget your ring on the pool deck. it's just your luck— you don't even realize it until the sun's almost set and you’re halfway home.

lifeguard!gojo, who’s cleaning up and getting ready to close for the night when he spots a gleam of silver reflecting the hazy purple sunset, and he recognizes it as your jewelry (even though that was the first time he ever met you). of course he'd remember it— he'd been absentmindedly staring at your fingers, burning them into his mind; imagining how they'd feel in his damp hair.

lifeguard!gojo, who slips your ring into his pocket after trying it on and marveling at how small your hands must be in comparison to his.

lifeguard!gojo, who’s cleaning out the gutters, waist deep in the pool, when he hears your voice again— pretty like birdsong in the spring, dew gathering on the fragile petals of blooming petals.

lifeguard!gojo, who waits for you to come in— the gate was unlocked— and watches as you kneel on the concrete deck, elbows on your knees as you smile down at him. you look really cute, with your hair falling over your face like that, framed by the dying sunlight.

lifeguard!gojo, who’s a little disheartened when you tell him all you came back for was your ring, and not him. or his phone number.

lifeguard!gojo, who disappears beneath the water for a moment— then resurfaces from the pool dripping wet, hair clinging to his face while he acts as though he'd found your ring at the bottom of the pool. "it's stainless steel, yeah? don't worry about rust." he reassures you with a chuckle when you panic; he thinks it's cute.

lifeguard!gojo, who holds the ring just out of your grasp when you make a grab for it, laughing as you almost fall right into the pool.

lifeguard!gojo, who tells you he'll only give it back if you give him your phone number in exchange as he climbs out of the pool and sits next to you, on the gutters, the sound of rushing water filling his ear.

lifeguard!gojo, who, sitting by your side, focuses on the way the pool looks with the lights turned on, an ethereal underwater dreamscape distorted by the incessant moving water. a way of distracting himself from how beautiful you look in the painted sunset.

lifeguard!gojo, who gets his first taste of you when you ask him to face you; you muffle his yelp of surprise, but it doesn’t matter because you taste even better than you smell, a sweetness like crystal rock candy and blueberries on his tongue when his lips meet yours.

lifeguard!gojo, who takes the opportunity to catch your wrist and slide your ring back onto your finger with a quick lingering kiss to your cheek; his lips are a little wet from his earlier pool dip, but the dreamy look in your eyes tells him you don’t mind.

lifeguard!gojo, who sees you out, still riding on the thrill of your lips; the pride in his chest now that he's got your contact saved on his phone with an excessive amount of heart emojis and a (˘ڡ˘ς) next to your name.

lifeguard!gojo, who can't wait for the next time you come back to the pool, and who ignores the angry slew of texts from his boss scolding him for leaving the gate unlocked in favor of the selfie you send him.

you: [ one image attached ]

lifeguard boy 🛟🤍 : GAYATTTTT LET ME HIT PLSPLSPLSS 🙈🙈😝😝😝😋😋🤞🔥🔥🔥⁉️‼️🔞💯💯😼😻💺💺🗽

bonus: nanami gets u two popsicles to share tagging @sugumimi NAOMI I HOPE THIS IS WHAT U WERE TALKING AB my (riaki) stuff. don’t repost and/or plagiarize !

[merowkittie]

Imagine making out with Gojo when you were teenagers going to jujutsu high and you’re in an empty classroom sucking each others faces and geto walks in.

Gojo stops and licks his lips, you’re looking at Geto like a deer in headlights and panting.

You’re all kind of just standing there until Gojo holds a hand out, “Their lips are sweet, wanna try them suguru?”

[ohimsummer]

@staryukis

satoru is a dog guy and this is why

4:03 am

“Can you please stop biting me?”

It’s 4 am, and Satoru returned from a mission an hour ago, feigning an injury somewhere on his knee. You knew it was a ruse, just Satoru being dramatic, like always, so you would hold him with no complaints (not that you had any onhand anyway).

Now, you lay in bed, Satoru with his head on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your torso, your hand in his hair. Both too awake to fall asleep, you hold a book loosely in your free hand, trying your best to read in the orange glow of the bedside lamp, while your lover chooses to spend his time gnawing on your shoulder like a dog. 

Satoru raises his head, visibly confused. His eyes hang, and his hair is messy and spiky. He tilts his head and pouts. The sight melts your heart, but you can’t ignore the remnants of saliva and bite marks on your skin.

“But I love you,” Satoru whispers, his eyebrows furrowed like it's a perfect excuse for him to be chewing on your shoulder. 

Your jaw opens slightly in disbelief, your forehead creasing at his explanation. “What—”

He springs up, voice louder. “Dogs do it all the time! They play-bite, you know, as a sign of affection. I think it’s perfectly fine, and you should appreciate it,” With that, he puts his head on your chest instead, snuggling into you. Yep, he's definitely a dog.

You laugh breathlessly and shake your head. “You’re insane.” 

“Insane for you.” 

You hum and put your book down on the sheets somewhere. When Satoru claps twice, the bedside light goes out, and you roll your eyes, getting comfortable with a 6 foot 3 man child lying all over you. 

“Wow, I really missed you drooling on my chest," You mumble, smoothing down his hair. 

Satoru scoffs, licking the skin of your sternum to get a rise out of you. “And I missed you snoring in my ear, but you don’t hear me complaining about it!”

[togegiri]

✎ᝰ ❛ WHAT IS LOVE? TELL ME JULLIET! ❜ — gojo satoru.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ featuring. teenage gojo satoru x gender neutral reader.

.ೃ࿐ WARNINGS ! gender neutral reader. you/your and they/them pronouns is used. fluff(?). angst(if you squint). slow burn(?). maybe some mischaracterization(?). — not proofread. ( 3k words )

content. Being a childhood friend of gojo satoru you're used to his antics and seen his many sides. Although a sudden attack(confession) has caught you off guard and now you are put into a spiral if you love him or not.

note. I quite didn't like the middle part although I did love writing the last part, it made me feel quite like a teen inlove.

i. a sudden attack; a confession!

"(name), I love you, and I'm serious about you," three words that you wouldn't believe that the gojo satoru would utter towards you. Your eyes widened as his blue eyes glared at you with fiery passion. Your mouth went agape as silence followed through the events.

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"eh.... EHHHHHHHH?!?" you yelled out in surprise as gojo looked at you seriously. Since when did this happen? YOU, yourself?! getting confessed?!? by your hot and handsome childhood friend?!? hahahaha are you dreaming?! yeah that's it! How did this even happen?! hahahaha... well—

—

YAAAWWWWNNN 

A loud yawn escaped your lips, your hand covering your lips as you did your actions as small tears forme the corner of your eyes. You tiredly walked your way to your shoe locker. It was unamusing morning, like everyday, you did your usual routine. Nothing out of the former. 

"morning (nickname)" a brunette girl said with a lazy smile as you nodded at her greeting, "morning ieri," she smiled as walked towards her shoe locker which was near yours. Opening the shoe locker your eyes widened for a little, there laid a love letter above your slipper. Seeing your figure not moving to take your slippers, Shoko ieri looked curiously at your locker. "Is that a confession letter?"

Her question brought you back to reality. You sigh at this, "probably a prank or something," the brunette pretty girl sighs at this. "You can't say that maybe the person is genuine," you took the letter slowly opening it. "Yeah, maybe, but I doubt it is," 

Dear (name) (last),

I'm not very good at my words and you know that well, I'm an idiot when it comes to love but I wanna tell you these feelings of mine. if its not too much please meet me at the back of the school. Because I want to tell you this in person not by a letter.

Signed, gojo satoru.

Your brows raised as Shoko looked at you curiously, "what it says?" folding the letter again you put it away as you took your slippers, "gojo wants to see me at the back of the school."

"Are you going?" Shoko asks as she walks alongside you curious on what's your answer. Gojo satoru is nothing but a mere childhood friend of yours so as a good friend you might as well see this prank of his, "yeah sure."

Shoko chuckles, "your tone indicates to me that you seem to be not interested at all, why? it's a love letter from the gojo satoru," to which you chuckled. "Him? maybe he's pranking me again, I mean with this face of mine seriously?" Shoko raised a brow at you, downplaying yourself. Frowning a little, "but you aren't that bad you know, your pretty, who knows maybe he is in love with you,"

You looked at her weirdly at this, "did you know about this?" you asked, squinting your eyes at her. Shoko sweatdropped at this, "I didn't know it but I doubt its a prank," 

"fine then, I'll go there right now and make you see it's a prank," 

shoko smirked, "bet,"

Thus you walked your way to the back of the school ready to prove the brunette girl wrong. Afterall in your eyes gojo satoru is a fella you only see as a cheeky little brat ever since you two were kids. You were sure that this was a prank. I mean him? inlove? to you? talk about fantasy. 

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"(name), I love you, and I'm serious about you,"

Your whole face feels hot. Your whole body feels like it's high on sugar as you look at gojo who just declared his love for you. "W- wait sato-kun you sure that this isn't ummm a mistake? are you sure this isn't a prank? hahaha... wheres the cameras at?" 

The albino haired male eyes widen at this as he pouts, "I'm serious (name)! I'm really serious about you!" he said in a serious manner. Offended a little as you have doubted his love for a mere prank. your heart skipped a beat at this as you feel words stuck on your throat. Your mouth is trying to form words but instead nothing comes out.

"s-... satoru.. can— can I have some few days to tell you my reply?'' Satoru smiles at you. It was so uncharacteristically gentle, too gentle, too warm. Even if you have seen his many smiles, why did this make your heart beat faster? Why did it make your legs feel like jelly? Why did it make your head feel headaches in a good way? He nods his head, "I'll wait for you (name), I won't easily give up you know!"

With that you walked away, running with a face feeling hotter than any summer you have been. With that left satoru alone.

"I won't give up that easily (name)," 

ii. tell me juliet, what is love?

"Boo!" a small child said to another one popping randomly on a closet of the small bedroom. "Eek!" the small child said tripping accidentally on the floor. The gojo heir giggles, "I got you!" he pointed with a cocky smirk towards you.

You pouted pointing your little fingers at him, "no I got you, we were playing hide and seek and I saw you that mean I won!" the child whined at this, "eeeh? no! no! I win because uhmm... I got you by suprise! so I win! haha!" he gives out a boisterous laugh making you pout more, “fine but your it now!” 

The gojo heir smirked, “this will be an easy win then,” 

“eeeeh? what do you mean easy?! I have you know that I played hide and seek and won multiple times with my mom!” you tried to boost pouting glaring at the albino haired child as he looked at you with doubt filled his blue eyes, “I doubt that (last)-san must be just going easy on you!” 

“no she isn't!”

“yes she is!”

“then lets settle this with rock paper scissors match, three rounds, whoever has the most wins is telling the truth!” you declared pointing at him standing up glaring, “bring it on weakling!” 

Thus the start of the match, you two held out your hands as you waved it up, “rock paper scissors!” 

first match, (name): 1 gojo: 0

You giggled happily as you got him, your fingers forming a scissor while his was paper. Gojo pouted, "there's still two more round don't get cocky!" you giggled at this, "yeah, yeah," thus another round commence.

"rock paper scissors!" a point for gojo, which he smirked. You pouted, his fingers were formed as a rock while yours was formed into a scissors. 

gojo: 1 (name): 1 

You pouted as gojo glared at you, there seems to electricity flying around the aid as the round of the last rock paper scissor commence. 

"rock, paper, scissors!"

You won! YOU WON! 

gojo: 1 (name): 2 

Gojo's hand formed a rock while yours was paper, your eyes widened as it sparkled. Your aura filled with happiness as you jumped, "yippee! I won! I won!" the gojo heir only looked at you with a pout and glare. Clearly salty at his loss. “Hmp! you won because I went easy!” 

“bleeeh you're a loser! I won fair and square!”

—

Gojo satoru, lost to a rock paper scissor match was one of your fondest memories. Why? because you can boast about it and make him be annoyed about the many times he has lost to a rock paper and scissors match, to you. The so-called strongest getting lost, to you? What a way to boast about it.

You sipped in your strawberry milk. In a trance as Shoko looked at you weirdly. Sweat dropping comically at your daze appearance, “(name)? (naaaameeee)?” she waved her hand on your eyes as she sighs seeing your daydreaming state. 

“(name)!” she yells your name making you flinch and got out of your daze like state, “shoko what should I do?!” you said out of panic grabbing her shoulder starting to sweat bullets, “I don't know what should I do?! what- what if our friendship is broken off after this?? I can't let that happen! I don't even know if I love him like that shokooooo!” you whined, shaking her making the brunette pretty girl dizzy. 

“CALM DOWN!! YOU'RE MAKING ME PANIC!” she yelled at you as you immediately stopped at this, putting your hand at your hair. Messing it up as you feel migraines in this situation. Do you love him? of course you do, your friends since childhood, it was natural for you to love your friends but do you love him in that way? that you don't know, you don't know. 

“how did he fall in love with me even…” you mumbled unconsciously making shoko raise a brow at this, “so you're telling me you haven't noticed his heart eyes?” you tilt your head in confusion as your (color) eyes look at her in confusion. “What do you mean?” she couldn't help but laugh at this. 

You pouted, feeling confused, “hey! what do you mean by that!” Shoko laughs and laughs, amused at these events. “Well, for example he would always clingy and kind off be overprotective to you whenever we're on missions together,” 

“isn't that just normal for him?”

“no, remember one of our missions?” 

— 

“They say the curse always targets young women at night, so I could volunteer as bait for it,” you say nonchalantly, making the taller male besides you whine, “no! no way!” he hugs you close making you irritated, “satoru its a mission,” 

“Then let's be bait together!” you sigh at his childish demeanor, “satoru..” you grumble his name as he didnt let go of you pouting and glaring at you. With a defeated look, you sigh, “fine, but you gotta look like a girl too,” 

“That's a-okay!” 

Suguru and Shoko looked at the dumb buffoon and each other as they rolled their eyes at this. 

—

“He was just being him?” you say in a questioning tone as shoko looked at you with a defeated look, “your a dumbass,” 

“HEY! that's rude!” you pouted glaring at her as shoko shrugged her shoulders. “I still don't know how he fell in love with me..” you look at her helplessly as she waved her hand, “don't ask me that I'm not gojo,” 

“Shokoooo…” you whined her name as she sighs, patting your head, “you can do it,” with that simple encouragement you sigh, closing your eyes. What should you do? you sigh again. 

iii. Romeo, oh Romeo, tell me what love is? 

If gojo satoru were to ask how he fell in love with you, he would go on and on about it. How you would scold him whenever he does something reckless, how you would pat his head gently holding him close, how you would smile at him with adoration. There was many but there was one thing he could never forget when you two met when you two but a mere child.

A small gojo heir walked around their house with no purpose at all. The tatami floor creaked as he looked around though stopped with his tracks as he saw a little child. Looking like his age crying, sniffling, he was pretty sure that person doesn't belong to this household nor were they a servant. “Oi, what are you doing here?”

He asked rather rudely as he looked at them with a stoic look. The crying child looked at them sniffling, “c- can you help me please… I lost my daddy,” you hiccuped as he awkwardly looked at you. Turning into a chibi as he tries to talk to you as he was not used to being a child his age. “oh umm… w- wanna play ball with me?” He asks, maybe distractions can make them stop crying he thought.

“okay..” you sniffled as he took your hand gently leading you to their garden. Taking a ball that was placed in the corner he looked at you, “uhmm I'm gonna pass you to it okay,” you nodded as he awkwardly throw the ball to you. Catching it you gently threw it to me making you smile a bit. Seeing you stop crying the heir sighs in relief as he passes the ball with a small smile.

The play went on for hours. The game differs everytime you two deemed it as boring. The albino child laughing as you lose, feeling angry as you win at some game, the two of you being petty to each other. It ranges from ball throwing to tag, hide and seek, hopscotch, and many more. 

“(name)! there you are!” a voice came stopping you mid way to your play as you looked at the voice knowing who the owner of the voice is. “Daddy!” you said excitedly running to him with a smile. The albino child looked at this with a bitter feeling seeing you go away while playing with him. 

“Daddy! look! I made a friend! His name is satoru!” you said with pride leading him to satoru was standing making him flinch, his eyes widening. A friend? He has never had a friend before, solely because his clan is too strict on him. They deemed it as a distraction. This made him feel something warm in his heart, something hot and warm like a pancake. Fluffy and filled with sweetness of the overfilling syrup.

“Daddy, can I play with him again? please? I promise to be good,” the gojo heir was out of his trance as he heard your words. Looking at you with widened eyes as you plead to your father to meet him again, to play with him. “S- sweetie can you ask satoru—” before the older male said anything gojo cut him off, “I don't mind, (name) lets play again!” 

He says uncharacteristically enthusiastically as he smiles at you making you grin, “see daddy! he doesn't mind! please please!” the older (last) seeing this smile, “I'll see what I can do, for now lets go home the meeting is done,” 

“awwwwe…” you whined, feeling sadden. “Satoru, wait for me, okay?! We'll play again, bye bye!” with that you and your father walked away as he waved goodbye feeling happiness overfilling him. 

You were the only one who made him felt normal. Someone who's a human being and a child. Being there for him through thick and thin, it was inevitable for him to fall in love with you. 

—

“You confessed, didn't you?” 

“yep,” 

Geto suguru let out a loud laugh, “don't tell me you cracked after them not getting your hints,” the gojo heir pout rolling his eyes at this. “Shut up, it was getting irritating you know,” he sighs as geto looks at him laughing. “You would do it if your love hints are getting misunderstood too…”

“that's true I'd be irritated and just straight up confess,” geto nodded his head seemingly done with his laugh. The gojo heir pouts looking at the sky, “I'm seriously serious about them… I don't want them to smile at anyone other than me, it irritates me.” 

The raven haired male looked at his best friend with a smile, “I'm sure you got your feelings across, now you just have to wait,” he nodded at this remembering their embarrassed face, making satoru smile. “Yeah I'm not planning on giving up even if I'm rejected after all.”

iv. Like a fairytale.

On the night of jujutsu high tech. There you sat on the roof, feeling the cold breeze as the moon lit your vision. You loved being alone on ”You know it's kind of cold up here,” knowing whose voice is this you chuckled slightly. “Yeah, kind of off is, I don't mind though.”

Gojo sat down beside you admiring the view as he slowly put his head down to your shoulder. It was as if nothing had happened to you two as you let his head rest on you. Your heart beats as the silence continues on, “ne satoru…” 

Satoru looked at you, his blue eyes staring at your own (color) eyes. “In truth… I don't know,” the teenage male hummed as he slowly took your hand intertwining both of your fingers to his own. Feeling his rather bigger hands to yours, “I don't know satoru… Do I love you? Do I not love you? feelings are so irritating to understand, I don't know,” 

Slowly he kissed the back of your hand catching you off guard. Your eyes widened at this as you felt his lips touch your hand as he looked at you with a warm smile. It's soft and warm, just what are you feeling right now. You feel your face hot as words stuck in your throat, “that doesn't mean yes, but that also doesn't mean no, so there's a chance for you to love me the way I do, so you don't mind me drowning you with my love… right?” 

He tilted his head asking the question making you pout, “that's unfair, satoru,” he chuckles at this, “sorry, but it's your fault for being too adorable,” you pouted more at this as you squeezed his hand a little. Sighing at the situation you have gotten yourself into.

“I'll make sure your heart only beats for me (name),” he declared, kissing your hand again as feel your face getting hotter by the minute. The moonlight hitting his face made him look more handsome than he ever is. As his eyes looked at you adoringly. For in his mind seeing you all shy and flustered makes you look like something out of a fairytale. Someone fairer than snow white that the evil queen would be mad and try to kill you instead. 

“O- okay…” you nodded your head, stuttering out a reply. Love is complicated, you thought as satoru let out a happy giggle. Although it was worth it to learn. You just hope whatever you may feel in the end may not hurt him or yourself. 

[satoruwiki]

Stripper gojo 😳😳 I can't help wonder if satoru would still be doing strip club after they start serious dating. I mean it's his job. Well just wanna hear what u have to say

mmm, i think he would stop at some point, but not because you ask him to. like, if you were to ask him to stop, he would ignore you because… that's how you met, you knew what he did for a living and still agreed to go for something serious with him anyway.

If i had to think of a scenario. it would go something like...

"Hey, baby?" Satoru spoke softly, there was something he had been thinking about for a while but he didn't know how to tell you. You took your eyes off the TV and noticed his frown, he looked thoughtful and that worried you. it wasn't usual to see him like that.

"Is something wrong?" you asked doubtfully, shifting your seat to have a better look of his face.

Satoru rested his gaze on your hands, taking one of them gently and caressing your knuckles with his thumb. "You know, I've been thinking for a while now…" he hesitated, you guessed it was something that was very important to him because of how difficult it was for him to tell you outright. Such mystery made you uneasy, but you didn't want to rush him into telling you what was on his mind.

"I'm going to leave the club."

You raised your eyebrows in astonishment, you didn't think he was ever going to say that, it was even more likely for you that he would break up with you than quit his job of so many years.

"Are you sure? I mean, you love working there…" you didn't know how long the idea had been in his head, as he was never vocal about it. To say that his sudden decision took you by surprise was an understatement.

"yeah, but I don´t know, I've never seen myself working there for a long period. could you imagine? an old and wrinkly me killing it on stage," satoru chuckled, shifting his gaze back to you, a glint of mischief and truth in them, "besides, i don't feel comfortable doing all that sexy stuff to some girl i don't know when my lady is waitin' for me at home," he added, leaning to nuzzle onto your neck, dropping soft and teasing kisses on your skin.

you giggled at the ticklish sensation of his lips on you, lolling your head to a side to give him more space to cover you in smooches. "and what's the next step? i mean, what are you going to work as?"

"as a teacher," he formulates without ceasing to tease your neck, his not at all subtle hands sliding under your shirt.

"like actually or is it still a lie?"

"like actually, i have a degree in education."

"huh?!" you gasped, "oh my god, 'toru! you never told me that!"

"to lie you need to tell a part of the truth, silly girl. now lemme teach you something y're gonna like..."

[kensqueent]

CUTEEE BAHAHAHAHA, inumaki's made me laugh

asking for money

𓆝 (suguru, satoru, nanami, sukuna, inumaki, megumi)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 my monthly update <3 sincerely i would reply to requests if they werent so against what ive put in my rules! since no ones reading my rules just letting you know i dont write fucking incest. thanks >_<

[totallynotlx]

He slowly leaned towards you, "Such a sour drink for such a sweet-looking girl," he bent down to your ear. You shivered. His sensuous and breathy voice had you licking your lips. God, his voice is delectable. You steal a glance at this man. And you catch a hint of blue behind the glasses that sat low on his nose bridge. Pretty. It took everything in you to steel your nerves and discreetly clear your throat.

"You're one to talk. Your words don't match your eyes." You tell him, earning yourself a chuckle, and you're convinced that this man is blessed by the gods.

"Why? Pray tell what you think they are telling you, hm?"

"Your words seemed like casual flirting, but with how you're looking? It looks like you're already undressing me with them." You raise an eyebrow. A challenge.

Snarky, gotta love that, Satoru thought. He likes a good challenge… especially if it's worth it. And you look like you are… and if there's one thing that doesn't lie, it's his Six Eyes.

A little something something in the works. Shoutout to my friend (love you mwah) who made and is making the whole timeline with me. I'll be releasing this as one LONG fanfic coz I refuse to release a chapter by chapter since I have a bad habit of not finishing my series lmao so enjoy this one for now (✿◡‿◡)

[ohimsummer]

@staryukis

gojo showing up to save the day with a hollow purple in a suit is something i didn't know i needed

[ohimsummer]

one of my favorite satoru panels