#gojo yapping

[gojostyping]

— WORK IS GOING CRAZY. have to find a way to bribe yuuji to stfu abt my page 😞. i'm closing the ask box for now so i can get them out when i'm home!!

[gojosoups]

Imagine coming home drunk from an office party, hoping to hop on call with your long-distance boyfriend to have phone sex. Only, you end up accidentally calling your boss—the CEO of Gojo Enterprises—experiencing the best orgasm of your life.

The next morning, your poor, hungover self doesn’t even remember what happened.

But Gojo sure does.

And now, he’s determined to find you and show you the real deal in person.

[fushitoru]

OH MY GOD GOJO AS PEAK BABYGIRL (AKA JUNGKOOK) (art by eldritcheaven)

[awakenedevildays]

am I the only one who doesn't find attractive when dicks in smuts are super long? I just read a fic where the male character's dick was 11 inches (which is around 30 cm)… like- how is that even possible and how on earth am I supposed to even DEAL with something like that? do I use it as a baseball bat?

"Don't worry baby, I'll make it fit" THE HELL YOU WILL?! STAY AWAY

(I'm not trying to offend any author here, I think we all have the right to write every kink and preferences we have so don't take this too seriously, you're doing great 🩷🙏🏻)

[veraiku]

satoru “my girl can wear whatever she wants because I can break your jaw” gojo (＾＿－) ♡

be warned! fingering in front of a mirror + pussy slapping . . . mdni!

Satoru . . . who lets you buy yourself anything you want with his card, allowing you to go on endless shopping sprees and dolling yourself up.

Satoru . . . who lets you give him fashion shows with the outfits you bought earlier in the private confines of your shared bedroom, watching as you smile happily — his heart clenching at the sight of you twirling in a new dress and showing off with sweet giggles slipping past your lips! ♡

Satoru . . . who goes on a date with you soon after, letting you dress yourself pretty with the new clothes you (he) got for yourself, eyes constantly ogling at the way he could see your pretty baby blue panties through that damned mini skirt, and the way you ask so innocently if this was ‘too much’ before you two head out to your date.

Satoru . . . “nothing is ever too much on you, baby.” as he presses a gentle peck onto your cheek, hand moving to rest on your lower back as he guides you out of your shared house ! !

Satoru . . . who could hardly hold back the grin tugging the corners of his lips, biting the inside of his cheek at the eyes ogling at you, the said eyes that quickly avert their gazes soon after as they quickly look up to his figure — keeping their eyes to themself, ignoring the fact that you looked so pretty in that top and mini skirt.

Satoru . . . who practically flexes for having such a pretty and sweet little thing like you all to himself!

Satoru . . . who pulls you closer to him as soon as he catches a pair of eyes that stare onto you for too long, whispering a few sweet promises into your ear — making the blood rush to your cheeks in such a cute way as he laughs at the way you pout and hit him in the shoulder playfully, while secretly grinning at the man who grumbles in jealousy at the sight of him having you all to himself.

Satoru . . . who’s slightly ashamed at the way his pants tighten at the fact that you were getting so much attention today! eyes ogling at you, some bold enough to accidentally ‘bump’ into you despite him being right beside you — his pants get a tad bit uncomfortable knowing that despite all that, you’re still his.

and maybe because he also knows that he can break their jaws so easily — why worry about you getting snatched away from him?

Satoru . . . who’s a man of his word, and does in fact give you the sweet promises he has promised to you earlier today, the same promises that had your cheeks flushing a pretty pink. ♡

Satoru . . . who plunges his long digits inside of you swiftly, holding you up against him in front of the mirror — allowing you to see how pretty you look in that outfit of yours, and of course, how pretty you look with tears and mascara streaming down your cheeks! :(

Satoru . . . “looked so pretty today, even wearing my favorite pair of panties. you liked the attention, didn’t you?” who curls his fingers deep inside of your gummy walls, a hand cupping your chin gently but firm enough to keep your head locked onto yourself in front of the mirror.

Satoru . . . “all f’me, right? this pretty pussy,” who pulls out his fingers so suddenly, a needy whine ripping out of your throat at the emptiness, your walls clenching around nothing.

Satoru . . . “it’s all for me. for me to suck, to finger, to use as I please,” who abruptly uses his fingers to slap against your cunt, a wolffish grin grazing his features at the way you whimper and jolt at the impact.

“right, pretty girl?”

Satoru . . . who chuckles at the way you nod frantically, wanting to feel his fingers back inside the comfort of your gummy walls, slowly pushing his digits back in while peppering your neck with soft kisses.

Satoru . . . who will forever let you wear whatever you want, because in the end, it’ll always end up with his fingers deep inside of you. ♡

- reblogs very much appreciated!

I do not consent for plagiarism, copying, or translating in any form whatsoever. thank you!

[snail-day]

You made a grave mistake:

Eating the last of your husband's mochi.

Really, you were just hungry. It was right there. So soft and sweet, how could you resist? You didn’t think about the consequences.

Now here you were, wrists pinned tight above your head by one of his big hands, Satoru looming over you with a faux pout tugging at his pretty, glossy lips. His snowy white hair fell into his glittering blue eyes, a few strands brushing against his flushed cheeks as he stared you down with all the exaggerated betrayal he could muster.

"I'm so sorry, baby," he murmurs, voice thick with mock sympathy as he shifts both your wrists into one hand, his grip so easy and effortless. His free hand snakes down, lifting your shirt just enough to reveal your soft belly. "But you left me no choice," he says dramatically, flashing a boyish, playful grin - one that makes your stomach flutter more than it should.

You squeal, squirming uselessly beneath him, but he just lets out a low chuckle, nuzzling against your bare skin before planting a teasing, open-mouthed bite right onto your belly. Sharp enough to tickle, soft enough to make you yelp and giggle all at once.

He doesn't stop there; he peppers little kisses and mock bites all across your stomach, humming little "om nom nom" and sounding like he's pretending to gobble you up.

"Pleaaaase, 'Toru!" you gasp between giggles, trying to wriggle away.

"I know, I know," he coos, leaning back just enough to beam at you, those crystalline eyes gleaming with so much affection it’s dizzying. "But c’mon, sweetheart. How am I supposed to resist..." His hand smooths over your side, slowly lingering, causing nervousness to creep across your skin. Stiffing in preparation for his next attack.

"...when you’re this cute? Hm?" he teases, brushing his nose along your tummy again.

"This pretty little thing…" A kiss.

"This greedy tummy that stole all my mochi?" Another kiss.

"Guess I’ll just have to…" He attacks, biting playfully at your side again, causing you to shriek. Fighting against the tight grip he has on your hands.

"And don't even think about begging for mercy," he whispers, voice low and sweet against your flushed skin. "You’re the one who picked this fight, baby."

[ochacoca]

now that the 2020 trend is back can we PLEASE revive the banger ass wattpad fics?😭

[luvlyycy]

satoru who loves kissing your pussy, your clit sticky, twitching, and all puffy from cumming so much. but he cant just stop,,,, your cunt tastes so sweet, so good. it drives him insane. your hands in his hair desperately trying to pull him away while his arms are locked around your thighs— "s'fuckin' good, my god. can eat this slutty pussy forever, baby.."

[teddybeartoji]

thinking about the messiest makeout with satoru. you're all over each other, on top of each other – groping and grabbing and pushing and pulling. you breathe into each other's mouths, you melt into one another. you're forging together.

you suck on his tongue and he moans at the sensation, he licks into your mouth and you tug at his roots. your lips are covered in spit, it's fucking everywhere but you don't care. beads of sweat form at your temple as the temperature of the room rises – the air is thick and dense, forcing you both deeper and deeper into the mattress below you.

tangled limbs and entwined tongues, your hearts race side by side – you feel him smile against you, into you, and have no other option than to do the same. you move as one, no longer two different people but an living organism instead.

[kikufufuku]

1st year gojo satoru. look at his short hair oh satoru you are so fucking cute. gojo, who was forced by his clan to keep his hairstyle short and neat, meeting geto, a boy with long hair and weird bangs, and it changed him forever.

[getouyuri]

gojo would absolutely do this so that your camera can capture your heels during your grwm videos. heavyyy on nerdjo and oyabun gojo

[gojostyping]

— HEELLLOO I AM ALIVE. i apologize for my sudden disappearance. i had some emergencies that kept me busy for a while. i hope you all didn't forget about me. i am resetting the ask box before opening it again.

[gojosoups]

Gojo Satoru in love is the kind of man who’d rather fuck you in your baggy t-shirt stained with sauce, your mismatched socks, and those flimsy pajama bottoms than in some skimpy lingerie—because that’s just how utterly obsessed and in love he is with you.

All it takes is one look from you, one sliver of eye contact and suddenly he’s hard.

Before you know it, he has you folded in half on your kitchen counter, whining about his hard on, cock straining against the fabric of his boxers, grinding against your clothes pussy as he begs you for one quick round before work (or two… or three… or four-)

[bobbeshwar]

Everytime a femdom!reader smut fic ends in the character flipping the reader over and going, “heh, my turn😈” an angel loses it’s wings.

[obsesssedblerd]

thinking about gojo refusing to use rct to heal the scratches you leave on his back because he loves them, and he admires them with a small smile when he looks in the mirror after a shower. each time he feels the subtle sting under his shirt, he thinks about you. your breathless gasps, the way you trembled as you came, and the way you moaned his name as you dragged your nails down his back. no need to heal them. he loves the reminder of how good he made you feel.

[spirit-of-a-b1tch]

Me after reading the best fanfic of my life but not remebering the name and liking it