#gojo hcs

[suksatoru]

it takes you a handful of minutes before you notice satoru's head resting against your thigh. he's staring off into space. there's a barely noticeable pout on his lips that replaces his trademark grin, and he looks... dejected.

albeit a little clumsily, you slip out of your seat as quietly as you can and lower yourself onto the ground beside him. satoru perks up once he sees you next to him, and everyone else around you two converses noisily, oblivious to you two crouched under the table like little kids.

you give your boyfriend a curious tilt of your head, and he smiles sadly.

"hi there, pretty."

"hi. who are we hiding from?"

there's a flush to your cheeks that is entirely from the drinks you've had tonight. your eyes are a misty haze — and in your intoxicated state, you fail to notice satoru's thumb brush over the small, velvet box in his hand as he tucks it back into his pocket.

tonight had been the night satoru wanted to propose to you. he'd give himself at least a dozen pep talks between waking up and picking you up for your umpteenth date — then, he'd taken you to your favorite restaurant, a modest little place tucked into the outer edges of the city.

he thought it was perfect. despite all the extravagant things that came along with dating the satoru gojo, he wanted your proposal to be personal and special. just the two of you.

what he didn't expect was to run into all of your sorcerer friends and co-workers.

satoru supposes it is kind of his fault for not telling anyone about his plans to propose to you tonight. of course, he planned to tell everyone after you two were formally engaged, but he never considered the possibility that you two could run into others.

before he knew it, tables were being pushed together and chairs were being dragged around to make room for everyone else to join. shoko, suguru, and a few other of your co-workers had all finished up a late night mission and headed to the nearest restaurant — which inconveniently happened to be the one you and satoru were dining at.

"no one in particular," satoru finally says, trying his best to mask his disappointment with a dorky grin as he pokes your cheek.

you catch his hand, eyes squinting as you look closer at him.

"you look sad. is it because i ate your spinach dip?"

your boyfriend gasps, loudly and deeply offended by the accusation as you break out into a silly giggle, telling him to shush before everyone eating notices you two under the table.

"is food the only supposed source of my emotions?" satoru laughs, and you shrug with a slanted grin

"if the shoe fits."

"oh, you are asking for it, little miss—"

his hands find your sides, and you quickly cover your mouth to stifle your laughter as you squirm against him. eventually, shoko's head dips under the table, and her loud burst of laughter manages to distract satoru enough to allow you to pry yourself out of his grip.

"come on, satoru! you didn't even try the chocolate fudge cake yet. nanami accidentally ordered three, let's try and snag one to take home." you suggest with a grin, rising on wobbly legs from under the table and wiggling back into your seat as satoru follows

"ooo — quick! before utahime eats it all!"

his first attempt at proposing was a total fail. but, honestly, satoru can't even be mad. you had a great time tonight with him and all of your friends, so what's there to be disappointed about?

his next try will be better, he's sure of it. and maybeee somewhere on a remote island where the chances of running into anyone else was in the negatives.

in a few years, satoru's hopeful he'll be able to look back at this moment and laugh about it with you. so, he'll forget about the ring in his pocket for now and focus on the present — which was competing in the 'who can eat the most cake without barfing' competition against you.

spoiler alert: he ends up winning :P.... fatass <3

[nanamisbbygirl]

gojo's six eyes technique makes him incredibly sensitive, which is why he covers his eyes, as the raw exposure to the world is enough to give him a headache. you knew this, so why was it so surprising that he got so easily overstimulated in the bedroom?

his body twitches, goosebumps lingering on his skin. his mouth falls open, soft whimpers pouring out as he sits on the edge of the bed, naked. his thick cock is flushing in the chilly air, throbbing and quivering while you sit in front of it.

you barely touched it, too. nothing but your smaller hand pumping the shaft. his breaths are laboured, as he calls your name out, begging for you to do more. although, it's hard to believe that he could even handle it considering how much he'd already crumbled at your touch.

so when your tongue touches his tip, his whole body shakes, practically convulsing, making it impossible for him to sit up straight. his moans are more like high pitches pants, but you don't ease up.

taking the rest of his dick into your mouth, you're convinced he's going to faint. you barely give it a few swirls in your mouth before his abs tighten, breath shortening, his back arching? he screams that he's cumming right before painting the inside of your throat white.

keeping his softening cock in your mouth, he was basically drooling all over himself. you popped him out of your mouth. "are you really the strongest? you didn't even last a minute." your words send a chill up his spine. "how about another round?"

"nghh," he groans, continuing to whine, slurring his words together: "msosensative." but that's the whole point, and now that you know it's so easy to see him so vulnerable, you can't wait to see how long it'll take for him to break completely.

[gojosluut]

𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི Satoru Gojo HCs 𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི (some suggestive, but other than that it’s purely fluff)

Satoru Gojo! sends you his half eaten kikufuku and proceeds to follow it up by texting you how it reminds him of you after he fills you up. (weirdo..)

Satoru Gojo! never takes things seriously, besides if you’re hurt or need comforting then otherwise he’s never serious.

Satoru Gojo! wears those boxers with your face printed all over them, and would wear them out in public if he wouldn’t get charged for public indecency.

Satoru Gojo! always picks up your favorite blind box type (Sonny Angels, Smiskis, Labubus, Hirono Echos, etc) any type of trinket you like? oh he’s getting you the whole box and bringing it home to you after a mission.

Satoru Gojo! Loves sucking on your tittes, not even in a sexual way too he’ll just lay his head on your lap and pull down your tank top and start sucking on your sensitive bud. It’s a comfort thing for him to be honest.

Satoru Gojo! Loves women with any type of body mod. Tattoos, piercings, colored hair, etc. He’s down bad for you.

Satoru Gojo! Prioritizes having an actual connection with you other than just wanting sex. Obviously he wants sex but his priorities for a deep connection with you are higher.

Satoru Gojo! Always makes sure that his teasing doesn’t go too far with you, since he doesn’t actually wanna hurt your feelings so he dims it down a bit with you.

Satoru Gojo! Doesn’t care what you wear out in public. He’s the strongest after all, so? why wouldn’t he just pick a fight with the random creep who cat called you.

Satoru Gojo! Hates it when others make jokes or tease you. He doesn’t laugh or even crack a smile, he just stares at the person looking at them like they’re stupid. Because to him his teasing is love and affection, but with others it’s just disrespectful.

Satoru Gojo! has a polaroid picture of you in his wallet where his drivers licenses is supposed to go, but who cares about that when he can have his pretty girl in the slot protected.

Satoru Gojo! Yaps and yaps about Dijimon to you if you don’t know anything about the game nor the anime. He sits you down and just talks forever about it, and you just gotta listen or else he’ll get all pouty (but also who wouldn’t listen to this man yapping about Dijimon?)

Satoru Gojo! is a secret nerd. Outside of the Nerdjo AU, I can see this man being the biggest nerd ever. He’s got the old time mangas of his favorite anime’s.

Satoru Gojo! Grabs your face mid argument to makeout with you and it always leads to makeup sex, with you in a mean missionary position as he grunts and moans between apologies.

Satoru Gojo! Loves when you’re both loud during sex, he doesn’t want you to think he’s not enjoying it so he’s loud as possible because he really is enjoying it. And the same goes for you he doesn’t wanna think you’re not enjoying it, so he always makes sure you are.

Satoru Gojo! Keeps things you make him or gift to him in a little box inside his desk. And whenever he’s doing paperwork during the day or late at night, he always gets the box out and rereads your little love letters to him and looks at the little trinkets you gifted him whenever he misses you.

Satoru Gojo! Fiddles with his wedding band whenever he gets nervous.

Satoru Gojo! Pulls you by any piece of your clothing back to his side when you start to wander off too far from him.

Satoru Gojo! Loves being babied even if he denies it. He just loves when all your attention is solely focused on him and is smothered by your love.

Satoru Gojo! Doesn’t smash the cake into your face on your wedding day. He just lets you do it and once the cake and frosting is smeared all over his face, he just looks at you with a love sick smile watching you have a laughing fit at his cake covered face.

Satoru Gojo! says the most poetic type shit about how much he loves you outta nowhere and you just gotta stare at him like where the fuck did that come from?! But you always return his little lovely poetic confessions after you look at him like he just said he killed your cat.

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[satorusweetheart]

gojo satoru is a dry humper sorry not sorry

gojo is a tease; he loves getting you close while also keeping you so far away. he wants to see how you loose your mind with just some simple friction.

so when he strips you down to nothing but your bra and panties, he knows you’re going to get desperate. he drapes himself on the couch, pulling you into his lap, using your shoulders to press down harder on the growing bulge under his sweatpants. he can feel your heart beating through your pussy, and how you’re ready to start squirming.

your hips start to roll forward, your slit perfectly lined up with his clothed cock and slowly you start to unravel: you’re clawing at his chest, mewling gojo’s name, arching your back, chasing some kind of relief.

you’re a sight for sore eyes, and gojo can’t help but dig his nails into your waist, dragging you around on his crotch, fucking up into you, making you see stars. your panting, eyes fluttered shut, a mess of drool and moans. you can’t help but rut into him the closer and closer you get to cumming.

the fun has just begun and you’re already on your first orgasm, ruining not just your panties but leaving a damp spot on his grey sweatpants.

this makes gojo smirk, taking a handful of your ass and giving it a squeeze, rocking you through your release. he only spreading your wetness more, decorating his pants with your slick.

“look at the mess you made, baby,” he taunts, “now are you gonna help me clean it up, or should we make an even bigger mess?”

[blubbduckies]

TiredHusabnd!Gojo x housewife!reader?

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TiredHusband!Gojo who comes home after many consecutive missions, heavy bags underneath his eyes.

TiredHusband!Gojo who slumps down on the couch, too tired to move yet waves you over to him, pulling you onto his lap and burying his face into the crook of your neck.

TiredHusband!Gojo who seems to recharge just by breathing you in, heart speeding up at how you run your fingers through his soft hair.

TiredHusband!Gojo who snakes his arms around your waist, effectively locking you in place for hours.

TiredHusband!Gojo who somehow falls asleep in that awkward position, yet looks like he’s having the best sleep of his life.

TiredHusband!Gojo who wakes up to you making him a hearty congee for breakfast. One bite and he’s decided one thing for sure: he was NOT going on another mission for a long long time. The high ups could screw themselves.

TiredHusband!Gojo who spends all his time off helping his sweet wife around the house. For the “strongest” he seemed to be lacking at doing housework. Most of the time he’s just slacking off and staring lovingly at you or breaking plates.

[bread-toast]

pt1 pt2

thinking about…

teen!gojo who’s totally socially awkward around people his age since he’s been sheltered by his clan all his life

teen!gojo who you meet when you transfer to Jujustu Tech in your second year

teen!gojo who doesn’t introduce himself and just glares at everyone around

teen!gojo who’s completely arrogant, but you approach him anyways, after all there’s only four of you as 2nd years, what’s the point of being hostile to each other?

teen!gojo who’s surprised by your boldness and happy-go-lucky energy

teen!gojo who you drag to socialize with Shoko and Suguru

teen!gojo who realizes he doesn’t mind being around other people for once

teen!gojo who manages to worm his way into all of you and shoko’s “girls day” trips AND brings Suguru

teen!gojo who tries finding any reason possible to spend time with you

teen!gojo who always looks for your eyes first when class starts

teen!gojo who’s got a case of lovesickness so bad everyone (INCLUDING YAGA) can see it except for you

teen!gojo who perks up at the sound of your name being mentioned

teen!gojo who oh-so wishes he could confess to you…

teen!gojo who makes an elaborate plan to meet you in front of the school to confess and invite you on a date

teen!gojo who ends up standing you up after running off when he hears that Suguru defected

teen!gojo who can’t stand the sadness he sees in your eyes when you look at him

teen!gojo who secludes himself and cuts off contact to you

teen!gojo who thinks of you always and feels the regret strike his heart when you come around

teen!gojo who wishes he had done something when he still had the chance…he always had a habit of showing up late

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chat does this one deserve a happy ending? 🤧

[euno11a]

College!Gojo who got his first ever girlfriend so late because he never had the time for one in high school

College!Gojo who fell so hard and so fast for you - making notes for himself about everything you like, dislike, food you love, shows you love to talk about, book you wanna read, etc.

College!Gojo who had heart eyes the first time you gave him a small kiss on the cheek, going back to his dorm and absolutely fawning to Geto about how soft your lips were and how pretty you looked and-

College!Gojo who made sure to bring you over on a day where Geto wasn’t able to bug you guys so you could hang out and make out cuddle

College!Gojo who got a little too excited when you started making out, picking you up bridal style and teleporting to his room…only to have not teleported you with him…and make a loud thump as you landed on the hard floor.

College!Gojo who was so embarrassed after, hiding his red face into his pillows as you laughed it off and told him it was fine

College!Gojo who pouted for hours since your heated moment got cut off, deciding to settle for cuddles instead

You who decided to surprise him later with a hot make out session after the nap you took together

[mylktii]

older boyfriend!gojo, who never planned to fall for you—you’re young, beautiful, full of hopes and dreams that aren’t coated in sorcery and blood. you’re a breath of fresh air, a bit of fun—until you fall asleep on his chest and it all comes crashing down on him that this is something that he wants.

older boyfriend!gojo who never leaves you alone after that. showing up outside after your college classes are done with a pretty gift bag with the price tag torn off and a charming smile on his face despite the many eyes on him.

“hi, gorgeous,” he says, “need a ride?”

older boyfriend!gojo who leaves little notes in your textbooks and backpack. ridiculous doodles of him with heart eyes and a message along the lines of, "if you were a fruit you'd be a fineapple” that make you melt or cringe.

older boyfriend!gojo who’s mysterious about his job. he texts you complaints about the workload with selfies of him with a massive pout and crudely drawn tears rolling down his cheeks and gifs of cute animals with captions of i miss you.

“i’m a teacher,” he says. “i work with troubled youth.”

he looks as if he’s about to burst into laughter, but he says it in a way that leaves no room for more questions, even though it’s strange a teacher like that goes on work trips so often. he likes the way your eyes beam up at him as if it’s something to be respected and admired. it fuels his ego.

older boyfriend!gojo who misuses gen z terms just because he can. he’s a millennial!

“that was cunt,” he says.

“but satoru,” your lips tug into a frown, “the kid fell off his bike…”

“cunty!”

[enkvyu]

12:45am — gojo satoru ;

“cute earrings, where’d you get them?” shoko asks.

“hm?” still clinging to sleep, you absentmindedly reach up to caress the metal dangling from your ear. the sharp indents of its gem pricks you back into a memory. “oh, these. i got them from a friend last week.”

“friend? or do you mean boyfriend?”

shoko’s words are throwaway, her wandering eyes and yawn a clear indication yet your face warms despite yourself. shaking your head furiously, you exclaim, “a friend! just a friend."

shoko hums, shifting her cigarette to the other end of her mouth. her gaze flickers somewhere behind you and you almost look too, when her words pull you back. “come to think of it, i don’t think you’ve ever told me what your type was.”

“my type?” your mind blanks. “i’ve probably never told you because i’ve never thought about it myself. i mean, being a jujutsu sorcerer and all, romance is kind of off the table.”

shoko keeps looking at you, pressing you without words. you grimace and sigh.

"i mean, i guess, maybe someone good looking? someone who’s not boring? and now that we're talking about it, someone who is fit and athletic too. they'd have to be smart, but not book-smart, like, street-smart." the more you think of it, the more words seem to spill from your mouth. "and someone who has a good sense of humour, someone who will make me laugh.”

“someone good looking, interesting, sporty, smart and funny? that’s too greedy.”

you giggle. “you’re right, there’s no way there’s anyone that perfect. i guess i’ll have to be single forever.”

“you'll always have me.” shoko says, grinning.

you push her shoulder but don’t deny it.

yaga walks into the classroom, cutting your conversation short. you spin around in your seat to face the front, eyes accidentally meeting gojo’s. he turns around too, and you reason that he was probably looking out the window behind you. you see getou snicker and whisper something in his ear, but gojo seemed to be having none of it, blatantly ignoring him.

seeing his face makes you think. didn’t gojo kind of match your type? someone attractive, interesting, athletic and maybe not academic smart, but he definitely carried an air of confidence when it came to fighting. and it wasn't a secret that he lightened the air wherever he went, intentionally or not.

with a start, you look back at shoko. “and someone calm. someone with manners.”

“well-mannered and calm. what insane preferences.” shoko chuckles. “are there any more?"

yaga slams his hand on the table a few times, reluctantly drawing your attention back to the front.

your previous conversation dies and twiddles away into the background, overtaken by droning lectures and predictable missions. by the end of the day, you can't even remember what you had told shoko early that morning.

when you enter the classroom the next day, you’re surprised to find gojo already there, seated at his table. his sunglasses hangs lower on his nose than usual and most curiously of all, a book is held in his hands. you’re not sure if he’s actually reading or not considering that pages were being turned far too quickly for someone reading “ordinary objects” by amie thomasson.

his eyes flicker to yours as you head in. “good morning.”

“morning. what’s with you?”

gojo clears his throat. “what ever do you mean?”

your frown transitions to a grimace. “why are you talking like that? did you break something of mine? was it my potted plant, gojo i told you to take good care of it!”

“i am taking care of it! it’s not dead yet!” he exclaims before pausing uncharacteristically. he sits back in his chair and turns back to his book. “i mean, it’s fine.”

“you sure?”

“i am.”

you narrow your eyes before looking away, dropping into your seat. “it better be. shoko got me that one.”

“speaking of shoko, is she not coming today?”

“i think she stayed overnight at the morgue.”

“is that so? perhaps i should write notes for her. i wouldn’t want her to miss out on class.”

you turn to him horrified. “so you did kill my plant!”

“i said it’s not dead!” gojo bursts. another pause. he clears his throat, adjusting his glasses. “i simply worry for her.”

you stare at him and watch as he fidgets under your gaze. “are you feeling sick? did you eat something wrong?”

“i’m not sick. what part of me looks sick?"

“well you’re usually not this…” you watch him as you wrack your brain, trying to find a word to describe this situation. “c…”

gojo leans forward. “yes?”

“crazy.”

he falls back in his chair, groaning, book forgotten and placed harshly down on the table.

you tilt your head. “where's getou, you guys didn’t come to class together? don’t tell me you fought.”

gojo peers up and frowns. “no, can i not show up to class early just because i feel like it?”

“it would be extremely out of character, yeah.” you rest your chin on your hand as you watch gojo mutter to himself, his jaw jutted out and his nose scrunched.

he was clearly unhappy, it didn’t take a scholar to know. it might take a genius to figure out why though.

you had time to kill, might as well take up the challenge. maybe he hadn’t had his morning dose of sugar yet, or maybe his favourite anime had delayed it’s upcoming episode. maybe he didn't save properly on the new game he was playing, or maybe he simply didn't sleep well last night. or maybe he had lied to you and he had fought with getou, leading to this strange attitude.

the more you thought about it, the more it made sense. the way he was acting now was like a mockery to getou's usual behaviour.

“are you trying to be like getou?” you try.

gojo whirs around to face you. “what?”

“well, you’re trying to be composed.” he keeps staring at you and you clear your throat. “like more well-mannered. more calm.”

gojo remains silent but you watch as his jaw drops. you think that he might say something but then his mouth closes, only to open again.

gojo speechless, what a sight. but as good of a sight as it was, you were beginning to feel concerned.

“are you sure you’re alright? what did you eat yesterday?”

he doesn’t register your question. “you think getou is well-mannered?”

“yeah?”

“and calm?”

you nod. “more than you, at least.”

“do you think he’s interesting too? sporty? smart? funny?” he pauses. “good-looking?”

the questions throw you off guard and you sit up. “what? where is this coming from?”

“oh my god, you do.”

“no? i mean, i think getou’s great and everything—”

“you think getou’s great?”

“don’t you?”

“you think getou’s hot.” he concludes. “and you think getou’s great.”

"what are you even saying?"

"i don't know. why don't you tell me?"

baffled, you flail for words. “are you jealous of him? that's strange, i didn’t think either of you would ever feel jealous of each other.”

gojo grits his teeth and looks away. with a pout, he says, “me neither.”

the door to the classroom is thrown open and getou steps through, rubbing the back of his neck. he yawns on his way to his chair and it wakes him up, looking between you and gojo as you both watch him enter.

“what did you guys do?” he asks with a sigh.

“nothing!”

“nothing.” gojo says and glares at him.

getou blinks.

“okay.” he says slowly, sliding out his chair and sitting. “what did i do then? why are you both looking at me like that?”

“gojo’s being weird.” you snitch. “are you guys fighting?”

“how should i know? i thought we were doing okay. gojo, if i did something, use your words and tell me.”

"i'll use my words to tell you to suck my dick instead."

"so i did do something. you're so predictable, gojo."

you snicker as gojo huffs and glances away, looking away out the window behind your head. his train of sight cuts right past you but you can’t help but feel slightly flustered as he looks on, almost like he was looking at you, so determined to ignore getou’s pestering.

subconsciously, you drown getou out too, your traitorous mind observing the blue in gojo’s eyes. you had always thought it was just one colour, but looking at it now, it seemed more like a kaleidoscope of blues, the many shades sparkling and dimming as he watched birds flutter outside the window, and you watched their shadows through his eyes.

something shifts, in the air or in the skies you don't know, and gojo meets your eye. startled, you hold the gaze and he holds it too, just long enough for your lungs to run out of air.

you look away hastily and inhale.

gojo glances to the front, oddly fidgety.

getou looks between the two of you. “what the fuck was that?”

“nothing.” gojo says.

getou clearly doesn't buy it but though he tries to get an answer out of you, you don't give him one either. cupping your cheeks, your thoughts mirror his question. what was that? it was embarrassing, that's what it was and your realisation is only heightened as a silence fills all four corners of the classroom.

gojo clears his throat. “for me, i like someone who i'm already comfortable with. someone i already know.”

at his words, you look over at him and find him already staring. he frowns as you don't give him any other reaction.

yaga saves you from addressing his statement, walking into the room as the bell for class rang. "oh? you're all early, even you gojo. where's shoko?"

“she’s staying at the morgue because of the recent mission.”

“i see.” yaga nods. “then let’s start.”

your mind fails to work as you turn over gojo’s words, thinking them through. what did they mean? what was he talking about? did this weird confession have something to do with why he was acting so strange?

slowly, you draw connections between your conversation with gojo and the talk you had with shoko yesterday morning. an epiphany shoots through you and you cover your mouth to hide a gasp.

did that mean…?

someone he knew? acting strange? getting mad when you said you liked getou?

you watch gojo’s side profile, hoping he’d turn around. if what you thought was right, he’d turn.

seconds tick past. yaga’s voice drawls on and yet gojo doesn't even spare you a glance.

no, maybe you were wrong after all.

just as you were about to face yaga again, gojo’s head shifts and his eye flicks over to yours. they widen when he finds you, and you’re sure you’re in a similar shocked state.

oh my god, you think, eyes darting between him and the other boy in the room.

gojo has a crush on getou.

filler imagine based off of that One scene from the manga: "megane tokidoki yankee kun"

[hel1nn]

Babygirl ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

𐔌 . ⋮ satoru gojo x nerdy!fem reader .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

꒰ᐢ. .���꒱₊˚⊹ : fluff | smut / nsfw mdni | slight angst | collage au | soft!gojo | bf!gojo | slight biker!gojo | gojo eating your pussy | insecurities | virginity loss | pet names | size kink slightly | ꫂ ၴႅၴ

You had been dating satoru almost 1year,it was surprising since its your first relationship and satoru used to be a player before meeting you. You heard rumours about him dating girls and leaving them in one week. When you started to date him you find out it wasn't satoru who played with every girl's heart. It was them who dated satoru. Having sex with him and making him buy things for them and after a weak they left gojo like as always. But here you are. You didn't had sex with satoru yet your in love with him almost a year. You weren't ready for sex this soon in your relationship and satoru completely respected your boundaries. Cuddling and kissing was the only intimacy you shared with him. Oh..how you love him. How could anyone just use him as a tool and left him like as always.

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*how you met satoru*

Satoru was tired of this. No one really took relationships with him serious,he doesn't wants to end up as a player who only dates for sex or anything like that. But he started to look like one. Until he saw that new girl in the college, always buried in the books. Sometimes he caughts you staring at him but whenever he notices you look away. You kinda caught his interest.

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"don't worry! At least iam not going to the party alone,i am going with you.. right?"

You were following your friend like a puppy, while requesting your friend to take you to the one of those frat parties. with her,she was repeatingly brushing you off. Even satoru noticed it. In the locker room he heard you talking with your friend.

"c,mon i won't cause any trouble.."

Your friend was done with this so much. She finally snapped.

"you won't cause trouble but i don't want to be seen with a cringe ass like you in the party. Your always wearing those short skirts know your thick ass thighs are exposed. You know what? You'll ruin the whole party if i take you there with me" and she left the locker room with that. You also left after few moments later,with puffy eyes. Yeah satoru saw you crying. He felt bad thay he couldn't do anything that day. You stopped wearing your mini skirts,it was better than being insecure.

🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

In the library as always you were buried in your book. You were enjoying your peaceful silence until it broke.

"hey"

You looked around,your eyes locking with the blue sapphire ones. You stared at him before shaking your head, snapping out of your daze as you give him an nervous smile. You have heard about him being on of the popular boys and rumours about him being a player or anything like that. You really didn't cared about it since it wasn't something you should worry about.

"oh..hey." you mumble softly, pushing your glasses up your nose. He smiled back as he took s seat beside you. "I've seen your around the college do many times so...i thought approaching you wouldn't be bad..." He said with his signature grin, he's eyes looked at your book "what are you reading"

"oh..its about a girl having a boring life before she fell in love with a pretty wizard." You perked up like a puppy since someone was interested in what you were reading. Satoru chuckled "can i take a look whats in it.." he said and you happily gave him the book. He started to read a little by little, flipping the pages

"can i borrow this book... I'll give you back in a week" he said and you were a little surprised..a guy like him reading a book..well yoi said yes anyway

"its fine.. just make sure to give it back" you give him a soft smile. His heart almost melted at that. Little did you knew he borrowed the book so he could talk to you again.

Everything started from there, he'd take you to parties with him. Introduced you to his friends,geto and shoko. You were much happier after meeting him. So when he asked you to go on a date with him,you couldn't say no. And you didn't regret that. He took you to multiple fancy places and shopping,riding on his black bike while hugging him from behind bought you so much joy. It didn't take too long for him to end up kissing you softly on your birthday.

Your 1year Anniversary with satoru is near. Only 3days and your relationship Will turn one year. you have to get a gift for him since you already caught him planning on showering you with gifts. You lay down on your bed,rolling to here and there. You sigh. You had some money you saved before dating satoru but then totally forgot about them. Today you remembered about it and decided you'll give satoru a gift or surprise with it. You sigh and pout slightly. You end up wasting two days thinking what you can get satoru on the anniversary and then finally today you find out something. A lingerie. A baby blue lacy flower lingerie. yes you were too shy to have sex with him but not uncomfortable anymore. You were shy about how he looked bare. You have only seen him shirtless before and it was enough to make your legs feel jelly. so imagine him fully bare got you kicking your legs in the air. You told him that you got a surprise for him. He softly chuckled and waited for it. You told him to visit you at night on the day on your anniversary. As the day came,at night he visited you. He placed all the gifts he bought for you on the table near. Already walking off to your room with the bouquet of roses. You told him to not bring any cake since you planned on making it at home. You heard him knock on your rooms door. "Its open" your sweet voice yelled from inside and he opened it,

"so what does my sweetheart got to show me-" he said teasingly before his jaw dropped. Looking at the sight Infront of him. You were wearing that lingerie. Beside you a cutely decorated cake placed. Sitting on the bed as if a delicious meal that was ready to get devoured. His mouth almost watered. You blushed seeing him staring at you that long "toru?.." you mumble softly. He finally shakes he's head before smirking softly "your full of surprises. Aren't you princess?" He chuckled before entering your room, kicking the door shut behind him as he made his way to you. Sitting on the bed beside,his long fingers lifted up your chin gently "your so pretty baby" he said.."but you were uncomfortable back then" he cupped your face,his forehead resting on yours "you sure you want to do this? If you're comfortable i am more than happy to further our relationship." He smiled softly. You completely melted against him

"toru first of all i am not uncomfortable and i want to further our relationship." You kissed his cheek softly, hugging him. He smiled kissing your forehead,he gently laid you down on the bed,his fingers dancing on your exposed arms as he started to kiss you, his tongue gently pushing into your mouth, playing with it. You softly moan into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"hold on tight princess,iam about to rock your world" he growled playfully after pulling away. Satoru made quick work of his clothes, yanking his shirt over his head and shoving his pants down his hips to free his throbbing erection. He crawled over her prone form, the heat of his gaze roving hungrily over her curves as he settled between her parted thighs. Ripping your cute panties off as he spits on your beautiful cunt. You whined shyly,

"i can buy 100 of these later baby," he said as he gives your cute pusssy a long lick, moaning at the taste. "Already so wet for me..hehe" he giggled sheepishly as his long fingers plays softly with your clit, teasing your little hole,you moaned at that "toru- ahh..hahh" you whined with that,satoru gives your pinkish pussy another lick before thrusting his two fingers knuckle-deep into your welcoming heat, groaning at the way your walls clenched around the digits. He pumped them slowly, relishing each breathy moan and needy whimper that fell from your lips as he worked her closer to the edge.

Gojo's eyes rolled back in bliss at the erotic sounds spilling from your lips, your desperate moans and whimpers driving him wild with lust. His mouth watered in the way you writhed beneath him, grinding your dripping sex wantonly against his fingers as he thrust them deeper, harder, stoking the flames of your pleasure "nghh 'toruuu...i am gonna-"

"use your words baby" he sucks your clit,your back arched in pleasure. Screaming his name.

"That's it, baby. Sing for me," he encouraged huskily, thumb circling your swollen clit and smearing the wetness pooling between your thighs. "I want to hear you fall apart on my fingers before I split you open on my cock."

"toruuu" you whined again,your legs shaking in pleasure

"Come on, princess. Let go for me. I want to feel this greedy little pussy squeeze the life out of my fingers," he commanded roughly, curling them just right to hit that special spot deep inside

"i think i'll- ahhh"

Gojo crashed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, swallowing your cries of ecstasy as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave. continuing to stroke her quivering sex until the last aftershock subsided, leaving her boneless and panting beneath him. Only then did he withdraw his fingers, bringing them to his mouth to clean your essence from the digits with a low moan of appreciation. "Delicious," he purred, eyes dark with hunger. "But I think it's time for the main course. Are you ready for me, sweetheart?"

"toru.." you spoke panting,you tongue lulling out of your mouth slightly "you know..its my first time hahh.. be gentle...pwe- please" He gives you a nod "of course. I won't hurt my princess in a special time like this." He said, removing your lacy bra, exposing your perky breasts,he leans down and sucks on of your cute nipple. His fingers playing with the other one. After a moment he pulled away licking his lips, removing his boxers. You stared at his crotch as he frees his little monster perking up between his legs,your mouth almost watered,staring at the nine inch beautiful cock. He smirked at your dumbfounded expression

"there princess,be ready for now" he said as he starts to settle between your legs. Then rubbing his swollen tip against your silt. You whined weakly, gripping at his bicep. He gives your forehead a kiss before finally slipping into your heat,even though you're pussy only did took half of his cock. The way you moaned made his eyes roll back. He slowly thursts after letting you get adjusted to his size. It only took few minutes for you to go dumb on his dick,he pounded into you and you were screaming. Screaming in pleasure and ecstasy. Drooling on his cock. Your perky breasts bounces with each thurst he gives you

"yes yes yes scream like that princess and I'll endup cumming before you"

He grumbles softly, almost shaking at how tight your pussy is, making him drool. He smirks dumbly as he his pace becomes faster

"toruu...wan more" you slur out dumbly, squirming cutely

"yeah? Want me to break this bed while fucking you baby?" He chuckles as he leans down, kneeding your breast and sucking on another. You wrap your arms around him. Legs shaking in pleasure

"feels so g-good..hahh ngh" you whine trying to kiss him,he smirked and kisses your lips as he founds out. Biting your lips softly.

"toru I'll..hahh..." You whine again. Clinging to him for dear life

"that's it princess cum for me" his pace becomes even faster,this time hammering into your cute pussy. And with the last thrust both of your orgasms washes over you. You screamed in pleasure,legs shaking and panting satoru resting on top of you. He kisses your forehead

"you did so well for me,baby" he praises you . You give a weak kiss on the cheek. He pulls out an soft cock from inside of you. And then your body goes limp. Satoru slightly panicks. He gently swipes you into his arm, carrying you to bathroom for a nice and warm bath. When you woke up you find yourself resting against his chest in the bathtub,satoru smiles at you when you look uo at him

"you passed out after our love making"

You sigh and again melt over his bare chest, wrapping your arms around him

"who wouldn't you literally shaked my world" you mumble shyly, placing few soft kisses on his chest,he chuckles before lifting your face up with a long fingers "but you liked it" he playfully teases and you break into a giggle,booping his nose with yours.

A/N ೀ : English isn't my first language sorry if i made any mistakes:) this one was cringy but okayyyy

[izumkay]

YOUR FREAKY BOYFRIEND—

♡Gojo is literally addicted to you. And I don’t mean clingy cute boyfriend shit. I mean full-blown withdrawal symptoms if he doesn’t get to touch you every five minutes. You move an inch away? He’s already pulling you back.

♡He can’t keep his hands off you. Sitting beside him? His fingers are creeping up your thigh. Lying in bed? He’s already wrapping himself around you. Cooking in the kitchen? He's hugging you from behind, pressing against you, "accidentally" grinding on you. The man is shameless.

♡Obsessed with your scent. If you ever catch him sniffing your clothes, no you didn’t. His face is buried in your pillow when you’re not home. He steals your hoodies just to drown in your scent. You think he just “likes” your shampoo? Nah, babe. It’s a fucking drug to him.

♡A TOTAL menace in public. This man has zero shame. Whispering the filthiest things in your ear, palming your ass in crowded places, daring you to keep a straight face. You say you’ll punish him later? That’s what he WANTS.

♡Loves it when you ride him. But also? A whiny little shit about it. "Ughh, you feel so good—fuck, go slower—no, faster—wait, wait, just like that—oh my god, baby, you're killing me—" He’s in absolute heaven.

♡Mouthy as hell. Never shuts up during sex. Moans, whimpers, filthy praise, teasing, begging—he’s got it all. "You’re so tight, baby—fuck, you’re squeezing me—are you doing this on purpose? God, I love you—" He says it all in one breath.

♡Has the worst self-control. Like, if he wakes up hard, he’s not letting you sleep. If you kiss him too deeply, you're not leaving that bed. You wear something revealing? Guess who’s getting pinned against the nearest wall.

♡Loves watching you break. That moment when you're shaking, whining, sobbing his name—he lives for it. Gets off on the way you fall apart for him. And the best part? He’s not stopping till you’re fully wrecked.

♡Kicks his feet and giggles whenever you praise him. "Good boy?" dead. "You feel so good, Satoru." brain empty. You run your fingers through his hair while he's between your legs? pure bliss.

♡Has a corruption kink. You could be the sweetest thing ever, and he’d still ruin you just to make you as nasty as him. "C’mon, baby, say it. Say how bad you want me." "No? Well, guess I’ll have to make you beg for it then."

♡Absolute menace in the shower. "We’re just gonna wash up, promise!" LIAR. The second you step in? He’s already pushing you against the tiles. "Might as well take advantage of the water, huh?" Yeah, good luck getting out anytime soon.

♡This man is a chronic rule-breaker in bed. You tell him "one more round" and suddenly it’s three more. You tell him "keep it quiet" and now he’s moaning like a pornstar just to hear you shush him. He’s so unserious but also so fucking good at it.

♡NEEDY. AS. FUCK. He’ll literally whine if you don’t give him attention. Lays on top of you like a giant cat until you pet him. Nuzzles into your neck, mumbles "babyyyy, I need youuu," drags his fingers up your thighs like it’s the end of the world. The most dramatic boyfriend ever.

♡You wear his clothes? BIG mistake. He’s throwing you onto the bed in under five seconds. "You can’t just wear my shirt and expect me to behave, baby." You try to leave the house in it? Nah. You’re getting bent over the nearest surface first.

♡Literally gets off on just touching you. If he’s fingering you? He’s groaning like he’s the one getting wrecked. "God, baby, you’re so wet, I can’t—fuck, let me hear you more." You ride his thigh? Yeah, he’s whimpering before you even come.

♡If you wake up before him? BIG mistake. You move? He pulls you back. You sit up? He drags you under the blankets. "Babe, it’s too early, let’s just stay in bed a little longer—" —Translation: he’s hard, and you’re not going anywhere until he fixes that.

♡LOVES when you suck him off but is so overwhelmed by it. He’s gripping the sheets, rolling his hips, pushing up into your mouth like he can’t help himself. Moaning your name like a prayer. If you look up at him with those innocent eyes? He’s losing his fucking mind. "Ohhh, fuck—baby, don’t look at me like that—I’m gonna—shit—" A whimpering, ruined mess.

♡Your thighs are his weakness. He sees them? He’s biting them. You sit in his lap? His hands are already sliding up. You squeeze them around his head? He’s moaning like it’s his last day on earth.

♡Literally CANNOT sleep unless he’s touching you. His arm is always wrapped around your waist, his leg is thrown over you, his head is buried in your chest. If you get up in the middle of the night? He wakes up instantly, grabs your wrist, and sleepily mumbles, "where d’you think you’re going?"

♡He loves eating you out like it’s a full-course meal. And the worst best part? He enjoys it more than you do. Moans while he does it, eyes rolling back, hips grinding into the bed like he’s getting off just from tasting you. "Fuck, baby, I could do this all night. You taste so fucking good—"

♡The type to beg in the filthiest way possible. "C’mon, sweetheart, let me fuck you—please, please, I need you, I’ll do anything." Voice breathless, hands gripping your waist, kissing you like he’ll die without you.

♡His dick, somehow, is always hard when he’s around you. No, literally. You sit on his lap? Hard. You stretch in front of him? Hard. You so much as look at him for too long? He’s adjusting his pants and biting his lip. "Baby, you can’t just exist looking like that—it’s a fucking problem."

♡Loves overstimulating you. If you think he’s stopping after you come once? LMAO. "Aww, look at you, baby. So sensitive. Think you can take one more?" You say no? Too bad. He’s already sucking on your clit again.

♡You call him "Daddy" once, and he’s GONE. Brain fried. Eyes rolling back. Moaning your name so loud the neighbors are concerned. "Ohhh, fuck—baby, say it again—"

♡Obsessed with seeing you in his clothes. "Mmm, you look so cute in my hoodie—wait, no, take it off. Actually, never mind. Keep it on. No, take it off but leave the socks." Man is having a crisis.

♡If you deny him sex, he turns into the biggest brat. Whining, pouting, clinging onto you like a child. "Why notttt? I’ve been so good today! Baby, please, just the tip—okay, okay, the whole thing but just slow—WAIT, BABY, DON’T WALK AWAY—"

♡Gets pussy-drunk so fast. The second he’s inside you? He’s moaning, mumbling shit that doesn’t even make sense, his hands gripping your thighs like he’s afraid you’ll disappear. "Ohh, baby, f-fuck, I can’t—shit, I’m gonna come so fast—"

♡Absolutely shameless in the morning. Wakes you up by grinding against you, whispering dirty shit in your ear, already hard as a rock. "Mmm, morning, baby… y’feel that? Yeah? Wanna help me out?"

♡If you touch him in your sleep, he WILL wake you up for sex. You roll over and accidentally place your hand on his abs? Yeah, you’re getting dicked down immediately.

♡If you ever send him a risky text while he’s out, he’s coming home IMMEDIATELY. You send one suggestive selfie, and suddenly he’s breaking traffic laws, speed-dialing you, voice already wrecked— "Baby, get in bed. Right now. I’m two minutes away—no, actually, open the door, I’m already outside."

♡Aftercare KING. You’re tired? He’s carrying you to bed. You’re sore? He’s massaging your legs. He whispers "so good for me, baby, did so well" while pressing soft kisses everywhere. Freakiest man alive, but also so soft when it’s over♡

A/N- took me days to make, but anyways here it is, have a great day cutiesss :3

—Check my Masterlist for more!

[suksatoru]

"if you can hear me, chosen one, give me your strongest kick."

you lift your gaze from the book page pinched between your fingers and offer satoru an unimpressed glare. as scolding as you try to appear, there's a hint of a smile tugging your lips upward at his ridiculously adorable antics.

"i think our princess might be napping," he hums, pressing a flurry of kisses over the swell of your stomach as you squirm under his touch, wiggling your toes.

"you're going to be late, satoru! weren't you supposed to leave fifteen minutes ago?"

"hahh?"

he drops his face back onto your stomach gently, sighing happily as his hand glides over the soft bump. you decide to let him lie with you for a little while longer—the soft smile etched onto his face was far too precious to disturb.

"i'll text nanami and let him know you'll be a bit late to the mission, okay?" you say softly, carding a hand through his platinum locks as he hums softly, lashes fluttering close.

satoru talked to the baby in your belly quite often—even going as far as having full-on conversations with her. there had been countless nights where you stirred awake only to hear his silky sweet voice muffled against your stomach, all while he gazed starry eyed at the gentle curve of your stomach in front of him.

satoru's dearest dream had always been to have a family. it was a quiet truth he wouldn't ever dare to speak into existence because it didn't seem possible in any universe—but somehow, he stumbled upon a way. and now he gets to spend his evenings like this with you.

satoru's boundless affection during your pregnancy will forever be something you would be grateful for. the fondest thing you would look back on would have to be the endless amount of baby clothes he got—satoru had even purchased a matching set of onesies for all three of you to wear. typical satoru. he was adamant about making sure the three of you would have a bunch of pictures together as a family so he'd be able to send everyone he knew those corny holiday cards he always saw on tv—the only reason you remember that moment from so long ago right now is because of the phone call you received.

"hello?" you speak in a hushed tone, rocking the ivory haired baby in the crib next to you gently as you hold your phone between your cheek and shoulder.

"hello! is this mrs. gojo? i'm calling to confirm your family photoshoot scheduled for next week. it's the two hour session. it looks like you scheduled it a little over a year ago?" her voice comes to life through the phone, and your rocking slows to a stop.

"oh," is all you can manage at first.

you hear the sound of her typing come to a slow stop as she waits for your response. you resume rocking your daughter's crib before answering.

"i'm sorry, but it seems like my husband forgot to cancel the appointment."

she goes on a bit of a tangent, gently scolding you because the company was extremely busy with numerous photoshoots and you had canceled so last minute—but she promised to get it fixed and have the money refunded as soon as possible.

the line beeps quietly when you drop the call, and your hand feels perpetually numb as you drop your phone into your lap.

you rub at the sting that blinds your eyes a second later before rising on wobbly legs, not checking if your baby is asleep as you stumble towards your bedroom's balcony door and slide it open. you tuck your knees under you on the ground and rest your head against the railing, allowing the cool metal to be pressed against your cheek as you take a steadying breath.

you were nearing the one year anniversary of satoru's death and, quite stupidly at that, thought you'd be in a better condition by now. but his presence was irreplaceable—and it was moments like this where you were reminded how painful it was to lose your soulmate in the blink of an eye.

the night air kisses your cheek, whipping your hair around gently as it falls over your eyes—and the sensation is uncannily familiar to the way satoru's slender fingers would play with your hair and tickle your cheek whenever he was in a particularly playful mood.

the night traffic flowing beneath you fades to nothing as the wind whirls around you—but, it felt like if you closed your eyes hard enough, strained your ears as much as possible—then maybe you could make yourself believe that the whistling wind whizzing past your ear was satoru's voice lulling the ache in your chest away instead.

[nanamisbbygirl]

gojo treating your injuries :) feeling a little soft but still horny today

cw: blood and injury, sorcerer! reader

wincing as his fingers touch you, gojo sends you a little pout. the cut is deep, deeper than he originally anticipated.

"shit" he mutters under his breath, "don't worry we'll figure it out. just take deep breaths okay." you can't tell if he's reassuring you or himself.

he unwraps the black blind fold off his face, applying pressure to the wound. you can feel heat brush your face as you catch his baby blue eyes watching you carefully.

"hopefully this'll help, shoko'll be able to work her magic once we get back to campus. where's ijichi when you need him." he tries laughing to lighten the mood, but you have a hard time doing the same.

"hurts doesn't it?" he frowns while you nod. if it were anyone else he'd be making fun of them for being weak. but this is you, and a part of him feels guilty for not being able to protect you better.

"i'm sorry, baby," he places a small kiss on your forehead in the mean time, hoping that the bleeding will ease up soon. "next time i promise you won't get even the tinyest little scratch."

[gojosluut]

Nerdjo! looking all innocent, like he hasn’t been inside nor has touched a woman in his entire life…but once you get that man behind closed doors. He’s an outright fucking freak and he fucks you soso good. Making your brain all fuzzy as his pink mushroom tip kisses your cervix over and over again.

While he lets out soft rasps and moans as he rambles about mathematics and video game theories (mainly digimon) into your ear…

[satorusweetheart]

cam girl! reader x gojo satoru

the private stream begins, and his pants are pooled around his ankles, his oozing cock fitted between his thick fingers. gojo strokes himself in anticipation, groaning when you finally pop up on his screen.

“hi satoru, thank you for being my top viewer.” your voice is dripping with honey, so sweet, so innocent. gojo thinks he's going to cum on the spot thinking about the way you say his name.

"you don't have to thank me, sweetheart," he says out loud, knowing you can't hear him. instead, he quickly tips it into the chat, watching how your eyes light up when reading his message.

"do you wanna see what i have on? i wore it just for you." you tilt the camera down, revealing the matching set you're wearing. not to mention how you've paired them with stockings and a garter belt. gojo thinks he's ascended to heaven, and you only continue to make his head spin. "do you remember these? you bought them from my store front."

you look so sexy baby. he types. you only giggle, thanking him for his compliment. your hands linger over your breasts, playing with them ever so slightly, and it makes his cock twitch. especially with the way you tug down the cup, popping your finger into your mouth and then swirling your digit against your perky nipples. you let out a soft moan, throwing your head back slightly.

although, you stop abruptly, looking straight into the camera, causing gojo's breath to hitch. his heart racing, waiting to see what you're going to do next.

"what's your favourite color?"

blue. he's very swift with his response, not missing a beat. you laugh softly. "well, i have just the thing for you, then."

you brought out a kinky little toy: a baby blue vibrator, the kind that simultaneously plunged into your pussy while also stimulating your clit. gojo only jerked himself off faster.

"do you like it?" fuck baby i love it.

bringing your legs up onto the chair you're sitting on, your clothed cunt is on full display while you gently pull those adorable panties to the side. gojo basks in the fact that you're literally dripping-- and it's just for him.

stretching yourself out, the toy buzzes, and gojo feels himself loosing his sanity. you've become a moaning little mess, gushing over the vibrator. he imagines it as his cock, dipping into your sweet, sweet hole, his flushed tip bumping onto your cervix, suffocating in your gummy walls. he fucks his fists, phone shaking as he feels himself getting closer and closer.

you'd take my cock so well bb. he lets out a load groan, hearing the lewd sounds you're making, whispering how you'd love to ride him, how you want him buried deep inside you.

"im so close, satoru, please cum with me." you plead, voice trembling and toes curling.

yea bb im so fckn close

"i'm cumming, i'm cumming- fuck!" your body shakes, clenching around the baby blue toy. you scream out for him, panting excessively. that's when gojo comes undone.

he bites down on his t-shirt, the pace of his wrist is unrelenting until he, too, reaches the end. hot white ropes squirt from his tip, his shaft throbbing with bliss. he takes a minute to catch his breath

i came so fckn hard

i need to see you in person

fuck plz bb

you giggle playfully at his comments, leaning towards the camera. "i might have to take you up on that offer, since you're my biggest fan afterall."

[sanemistar]

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 ‧₊˚ ⋅bf satoru headcanons. . .ᐟ

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who always arrives at least 30 minutes before you do so you don't have to stand up waiting for him for too long

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who lets you steal all his favorite hoodies just because he thinks they look a lot better when you're the one wearing them

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who loves to rest his head on your lap as you softly run your fingers through the locks of his silver hair

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who isn't afraid of showing pda so prepare yourself for getting a lot of it

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who purposely loses when you two are playing games if it'll make you happy

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who takes funny pictures of you and uses them to playfully tease you

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who is willing to go down to the supermarket at 2 am just to get you some snacks you're craving for

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who playfully teases you for being too short whenever you ask him to get you something from a high shelf

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who loves it when you give him homemade sweets

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who takes pride in his ability to protect you as the strongest man

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who used to prioritize his victory over anything but this changes completely when he meets you so now you're his top priority

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who always appreciates you for loving him for who he is and for accepting him wholeheartedly, despite being a cocky person in general

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who still indulges himself in your hobbies because he loves hearing you talk passionately about the things you enjoy

⋅˚₊‧ ᡣ𐭩 bf!satoru who genuinely cares for and loves you more than anything