#i wanna adopt yuji as well

[loveandpeaceanddoughnuts]

I’m just a kid (and life is a nightmare)

dad!Nanami & kid!Yuji

commissioned this amazing piece from @yuutaguro for chapter two of my teen papamin au in which Nanami reluctantly adopts Yuji right after graduating from Jujutsu High and leaving the sorcerer world! [chapters 1-3 on ao3]

Everything had been going so well. Nanami would begin his office job on Monday, the same day that Yuji’s school year started. He had just taken Yuji to buy his uniform, and a shiny new backpack. It wasn’t until he was going back over the supply list and dress code that the trouble started.

“Yuji, you have to cut your hair! It’s not me, it’s the school’s stupid rule.”

Yuji stuck out his tongue and ran around the table, avoiding Nanami’s grasp. “Don’t wanna!” He shouted back.

“I know! But you have to anyway!” Nanami chased him back around the other side. “It’s not up for debate!”

“DON’T WANNA!”

Nanami stopped running and covered his face with his hands, taking deep breaths. The kid was driving him crazy. Hell, he agreed with him. He probably would’ve been just as pissed about cutting his hair at that age, but damn if it wasn’t frustrating on the other side. “Look, I’m sorry the dress code is annoying. I am! But you’re gonna get in trouble if we don’t tame that pink mop on your head!” God, I sound like my dad, Nanami thought glumly.

Yuji flung himself around the corner and peeked out. “But I don’t wanna , Nanaminnn!!”

“I know.” He gave a long sigh. “Can you tell me why?”

“I wanna look like you!”

“You- what?” Nanami was thrown for a loop. Yuji could barely see through his hair at this point, it looked nothing like… oh no. Nanami skidded into the bathroom and stared in the mirror. Yuji came hurtling behind him, just barely able to peek over the countertop on his tiptoes.

“See, Nanamin? We’re the same!”

The kid had a point. Nanami stared at his face, noticing for the first time that he had let his hair get quite long. It just didn’t seem like a priority, not after…well. He shook his head, tossing the long shock of blonde hair out of his eyes. Yuji peered up at him, looking annoyingly smug.

“See, you see?”

“Yeah, I see, Yuji.” Maybe it was time that he matured his look. At least a little. “I guess I have a mop up there too, huh?” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the way Yuji imitated his nod. “I have an idea for how we can fix this.”

Everyone in the barbershop couldn’t help but smile at the strange pair that walked in, the serious, blonde teenager and his hyper, pink-haired companion.

“Awww, is this your little brother?” The receptionist cooed.

“Uh, no, this is my…Yuji.” Nanami cringed at himself, but the kid holding his hand beamed.

“Yeah, I’m his Yuji!!”

The two boys politely requested the same haircut, and Nanami went first to reassure Yuji. “See? Doesn’t hurt at all, okay? Bet you’re gonna look cooler than me.”

Nanami watched himself in the mirror as the barber went to work. It wasn’t like he was attached to his look or anything, at least he told himself so. But change was weird. By the end of it, he could see more of his forehead than he had in years. He looked older, like a salaryman.

“What do you think, kid?” Yuji looked at him thoughtfully.

“You look like a grown-up, Nanamin!”

“Yeah, I guess I do.” He laughed. “Your turn, Yuji. Think you can be brave?”

“Yeahh! Brave like you!” Yuji slid into the seat and reached out a hand, which Nanami held tight.

By the end of it, Nanami’s hair was slicked into a deep side part, with a few stubborn strands escaping into his eyes. Yuji’s hair still spung up at all angles. It suited him, though. And more importantly, fit the school dress code.

Nanami took Yuji out to their favorite bakery on the way home as a reward. The boy eagerly gobbled down a pink-frosted doughnut with extra sprinkles while Nanami sipped coffee with a slice of lemon cake. “We did well today, huh kid?”

Yuji nodded proudly with a faceful of frosting. “Yeah, we did great! And we still look the same as each other!”

Nanami squinted at him, but couldn’t bring himself to burst the kid’s bubble. “We sure do. Maybe we could switch places, and you could go into work for me!”

Yuji doubled over with laughter. “No way Nanamin!”

“You sure? I could go to school for you, do all your homework…” he teased.

Yuji appeared to be considering the offer, then shook his head, still giggling. “Nuh-uh!”

“Ah, well.” Nanami pretended to sigh. “Worth a try.”

[kaisers-house-of-desires]

I am still indecisive, but Gojo, Nananemi (I feel like the more I type his name, the more I misspell it), or Sukuna x husband reader and Yuji as their adopted son? Just some teeth rotting fluff from your local ace.

One loving family coming right up~!

Title: 2 + 1

Characters: Gojo Satoru x m!reader, Yuji Itadori

Contains: fluff <3, adoption

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+ (except Itadori bc...adoption)

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI (This may not be smut, but I still want the above to be followed)

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"Satoru...let's have a child!"

Gojo choked on his coffee, practically coughing up a lung. "Wh-What?!"

"Let's...let's have a child!"

You had been pondering the idea for quite some time. You two had been together for awhile, and seeing so many happy couples with a child has given you a little bit of baby fever.

"I uh...a-are you sure? A kid is a...real big responsibility, y'know?"

"Yes! Yes I'm really sure! C'mon, Satoru!"

Gojo was silent, readjusting his sunglasses that he always insited on wearing as he sat back in the chair. "Well...First off, I'd be a terrible father--"

"Oh don't you start that--"

"I would! I mean, look at me! I can't even take care of myself!"

"Mhm...and that's why you double check whenever I order your food to make sure I get the right thing, or make sure I use the right detergent in washing your clothes."

"H-Hey! That doesn't mean anything!"

"It means that if you can be so vigilant on things you care about, you can be vigilant with a child!"

Gojo's cheeks puffed in a pout as he looked away from you, not liking how you made sense. "Hm...well...I at least want to think on it..."

Elated, you jumped from your seat on the couch and squeezed him into a hug. "Thank you, Satoru!!"

"H-Hey, easy! You're gonna spill my coffee!"

---

Now something like this didn't come quick or easy for that matter. You two had to have deep conversations about how this would work: how to organize a room for the child to have space, what foods to make, toys to get them, what rules there would be, etc. Not only that, but you two had to look deep into adoption agencies and see what their policies were and how to go about this.

It was mentally taxing, and at times, you two had to put it off for awhile, just to make sure it could be tackled with a clear head. After all, this was a massive decision, one that affected not only your lives, but the life of a child. You two began to wonder if it would even be possible until finally, after all your searching, an agency reached out to you, willing to take your case.

Now came the next step, home interviews, personal interviews, background checks, all the works, all the more strain that was going into it. Though Gojo assured you it would work out in the end, which meant a lot coming from him, as he was hesitant on this in the first place.

Still, you two persevered.

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3 Years Later

"Satoru, I'm home!"

You sighed as you sat on the step inside the house, kicking your shoes off to allow your feet to rest after long hours at work. You were soon greated by small, thudding feet rapidly approaching you.

"Daddy! Daddy Daddy!"

A body barreled into you, and two arms tightly wrapped around yours, giving you a practical death squeeze. You couldn't help but chuckle at the small child, ruffling his hair.

"Heya, Yuji. How was your day today?"

Yuji straightened up, waving his arms up and down. "It was fun!! Papa and I played "Stack the Blocks"! We had to see how big we could make the towers! Papa lost at three blocks, and I beat him with five blocks!

"Oh really now?" You gave a playful grin as you stood up, picking up Yuji in the process. "What else did you and Papa do today?"

"Oh! I did Papa's hair! Wanna see?!"

From the other room you could hear Gojo object. "N-No no! Daddy doesn't need to see this, Yuji!"

"Come on, Papa! You look amazing!"

Before Gojo could object any further, you stepped into the living room. Your husband was sitting on the floor, his white hair pulled into very messy and tangled pigtails with an additional one on top of his head.

"...Yuji didn't want me taking them out so I couldn't," he huffed.

You couldn't hold back the giggle that slipped out, and you set Yuji down. "He looks wonderful, Yuji! You did a great job!"

"Heh. See, Papa? Daddy likes it! So you will too!"

Gojo grumbled something under his breath, but you could only chuckle as you rolled up your sleeves. "I'm gonna get started on dinner. Yuji? Can you make Papa extra cute for dinner tonight?"

"Mhm!"

Much to Gojo's dismay, you walked out of sight before he could bribe his way out of another hairstyling.

As you prepared dinner, a simple, happy thought crossed your mind:

I love this family.

[grandmascokebag]

The Fushiguro's And Their Totally Super Platonic Dates

chapter 2

Megumi absentmindedly spritzed his $700 Dior cologne as he watched his reflection in the mirror. He noticed an abandoned Axe deodorant bottle in the back corner of the cabinet, remembering how he briefly started to use it in middle school before Gojo bought him expensive cologne and threatened to kick him out should he use it again.

God what a freak.

Megumi sighed as he remembered his date (it was not a date) with the new student, Yuji Itadori, after school. He might be cute, but he was also an idiot. As proof, Megumi’s new bracelet glinted in the bathroom lighting. He still remembered how excitedly Yuji shoved the gift in his hand, revealing a simple beaded bracelet saying “it’s OK to be sad” with a bunch of frowny faces. In the face of the pink-haired boy’s enthusiasm, all Megumi could do was smile and take it with an unenthusiastic thank you.

“How come every time you come around my London London bridge wanna go down -“

Gojo’s music drifted obnoxiously through the cracked door as he listened to his (stupid) playlist (link)

“Oh Megumiiiii” his utter buffoon of a guardian called. “Brekkie is ready! I made your favorite, blueberry pancakes with a smiley face since you’re sooooo saddddddd”

Megumi looked into the mirror, determinedly ignoring the crazed shouting. “One of these days,” he tells himself, before trailing off.

He reluctantly goes downstairs to see Tsumiki already sitting at the table, eyes glued to her phone. This isn’t too abnormal of an occurrence, but when she fails to greet her little brother, Megumi knows something is up.

“Who are you texting?”

“No one!” Tsumiki says too loudly, quickly turning off her phone and putting it down.

“Oooooooh who are you texting? A sordid affair, perhaps?” Gojo takes off his self-bought pink apron with the words “World’s Best Dad”.

“MEGUMI IS MEETING A CUTE BOY AFTER SCHOOL TODAY.” Tsumiki shouts to escape the attention.

“What the fuck-“

“MY SWEET PRECIOUS BOY IS BEING STOLEN AND IMPURIFIED? NONE OF THOSE LITTLE RATS ARE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOUR HEART, MY SWEET SUMMER CHILD. Except maybe that new kid; he’s chill, besides the trauma-dumping.”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID WHORE. NO ONE LIKES YOU AND YOUR BOYFRIEND BROKE UP WITH YOU AND YOUR HAIRCUT LOOKS LIKE JUSTIN BIEBER’S” Megumi screams, throwing a chair.

There’s a pregnant pause before Gojo slowly reaches over and rearranges the pancakes to resemble a frown.

“Well that's my cue to get going!” Tsumiki cheerfully side-steps the elephant in the room as she skips outside, pausing at the door. “Wanna come with, Megumi?” she asks, clearly taking pity on the boy.

“God yes,” he mutters and quickly follows, ignoring his guardian’s attempt at puppy-dog eyes.

“You know, you should really be nicer to Gojo,” Tsumiki admonishes as they buckle up. “He did raise us.”

“Badly,” Megumi mutters back. “Do you remember that time I almost asphyxiated because he didn’t believe I had peanut allergies because that ‘doesn’t run in the family genes’. Tsumiki, we’re adopted.”

Her answering giggle sounds like chimes. “Well, it was a little funny.”

“I almost died.”

“You were fine! You’re such a spoilsport sometimes, Megumi.”

“Whatever.” Megumi leans back in his seat, giving his sister the silent treatment as they drive to school before he remembers the original topic of discussion. “So, who were you texting this morning?”

“It’s seriously no one,” she says but Tsumiki’s light blush is answer enough. “He and I are just… friends.”

“He?” Megumi’s focus narrows onto the word. “I thought you were gay?”

“What? I’m bi but why did you think that?”

“Probably because there’s not a single straight person in this town that I know of.”

“What? That can’t be true; there’s…. Oh never mind I guess you’re right. Well anyways, he’s cute but doesn’t see me that way.” Tsumiki frowns, gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly.

Megumi reigns in his quickly igniting anger when seeing his sister dejected, but just barely. “Why do you say that?”

“Well, he buys me flowers and holds my hand and walks me to class and gives me his jackets and ties my shoelaces when they come undone and holds my books but he hasn’t explicitly asked me out on a date.”

“Are you serious? He clearly seems to like you, not to mention you’re literally perfect. Don’t put yourself down over some man!”

“Don’t you like men?”

“That’s besides the point. You should ask him out. If he breaks your heart, I’ll beat him up.”

Tsumiki laughs, a weight lifted off her shoulders. “Don’t do that,” she lightly admonishes, though her lips twitch in a smile. “You’re right. I’ll ask him out later today. Thanks, Megs.”

“Ugh just don’t tell Gojo I gave you good advice instead of sabotaging your relationship.”

The car slows as they pull into school.

“Promise.” Tsumiki winks, linking their pinky fingers. “And I also won’t tell him any more about Yuji, though you should take your own advice.”

“Shut up!” Megumi quickly leaves the car and his annoying but loveable sister behind.

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AFTER SCHOOL

“Yo!” Yuji calls as he jogs over, his pink hair perfectly tousled and his brown eyes bright and stop THINKING STUFF LIKE THAT OH MY FUCKING GOD.

“Hey,” Megumi responds perfectly neutrally. “So where are we heading?”

“Don’t worry! I know just the place!”

Megumi feels his cheeks heat, wondering just how much Yuji has planned ahead, just how much Yuji has thought about him.

Not a lot, Megumi realizes as he walks inside a motherfucking Chuck E. Cheese.

“Man, I’ve missed this place,” Yuji sighs, looking around with nostalgia. “I haven’t been here since my grandpa died.”

Megumi softens despite his best efforts. “It reminds me of Disneyland.”

Yuji laughs brightly, grabbing Megumi’s hand to lead him to their table. “Haha really? When did you go there?”

Megumi freezes before quickly shaking himself out of his stupor. “When I was a young naïve little boy who still trusted his father. We went together to visit the happiest place on Earth, but it soon became the saddest place on my Earth…”

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FLASHBACK

It was a bright and sunny morning the day little Megumi’s world came crashing down. His father, with the ugliest rat dog sitting on his broad shoulders, held his hand as Megumi ate his ice cream cone.

“If you drop that, I’m not stealing another one,” his poor as shit father scolded the child who didn’t listen.

Tsumiki, meanwhile, couldn’t keep her eyes off of the crusty dog on her father’s shoulder. She finally pried them away, forcing herself to enjoy the day to the fullest, before she heard a gravelly whisper behind her.

“Your skin smells tasty”

Tsumiki whipped her head around. “Did you say something, Dad?”

“What? No. Are you stupid?”

“I guess I must have imagined it…” Tsumiki turned forward once again, but felt a stare prickle the back of her neck. She quickly split off from her family. “I’m just going to go to the restroom quick!”

Her father absentmindedly nodded while the dog on his shoulder shook and foamed at the mouth, its beady eyes following her.

Megumi, meanwhile, stared fixedly at a couple having a noisy argument in the distance.

“I don’t care if the mice make your fucking clothes; I don’t want them in the house.” The tattooed pink-haired man gestured wildly.

The blonde woman slapped his hand away. “I’m surprised you even noticed the mice considering your never at the house, but rather drinking and fucking those WHORES-”

As Megumi’s nosy ass leaned forward to listen better, his ice cream scoop peeled away from its cone and fell onto the street.

“Motherfucker.”

“Hey, who taught you to swear like that?” His father frowned at him. “Fucking Christ, did you seriousy drop your ice cream?”

Megumi recognized the annoyed tone his father adopted and quickly scrunched his face up like he was going to cry.

“Ah shit, don’t cry, people will judge me for being a shit father. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Tojir looked around wildly for something to appease his (not really) upset son. “Here! Look at those pretty princesses!”

Megumi glanced over, his bout of fake tears quickly forgotten. “I kind of prefer the princes.”

Everything stopped.

Both his father and the dog turned mechanically to face the young boy.

“Are you a fucking fa-”

“Is the dog seriously talking right now?” Megumi interrupted, frightened by the turn of events and the intelligent gleam in the dog’s beady, homophobic eyes.

“No, of course the dog did not fucking talk,” his dad lied. “But more importantly, are you… one of those?”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You know what… I gotta go… make a phone call.” His dad took an awkward step back. “Can I see that napkin real quick?”

Puzzled, Megumi handed the tissue over while his father uncapped a black marker and scribbled something on it.

“OK kid, just wait here… I’ll be right back.” As Megumi gazed upon his father’s retreating back (for the last time, though he did not know that), the scraggly dog turned to look him in the eye.

It laughed, an awful squeaking noise that would haunt Megumi through his nightmares. He was shocked out of his pondering when a hand tapped his shoulder.

Tsumiki frowned at him. “Uhhhhh where did Dad go?”

“I don’t know, but he left me this napkin that I can’t read ‘cause I’m only 5.”

Tsumiki grabbed it and read aloud, despite the many spelling errors:

Yo Gojo if ur reeding this, I have abandoniene left my cids in ur qare. Take good qare of them! Or dont, I dont really qare, jyst dont kontact me again. Byyyyyyyyyyyyyy

-Toji and Lucy

There was a little paw print next to the message, though Megumi thought it seemed more like a threat than a goodbye.

Tsumiki’s eyebrows creased. “Why is the dog’s name signed? Actually, more importantly, who the fuck is Gojo?”

Suddenly, they heard a commotion in the distance and spotted an unreasonably tall man with sunglasses talking with the police.

“No, I already told you, I’m not trying to kidnap them; the dad left them with me for a super secret mission.”

“Sir, please calm down.”

“Unhand me, you pig!”

A brief scuffle came about, ending when the tall man was tazed by the officer. He shook sporadically, before his eyes met the two childrens’.

“Oh shit! Oh shit! Found them! Let me just get out of your hair.” The man jerked suddenly in what might have been a forceful handshake, before stumbling over to Megumi and his sister, crouching down obnoxiously.

“Hey little crotch goblins. I’m Gojo, but you can just call me papa.” The white-haired man shot them an award-winning smile.

What a creep, both kids thought, rearing back their fists.

In a true display of teamwork, Tsumiki’s fist cracked his nose while Megumi kicked his crotch.

The man fell back with a pathetic high-pitched scream of pain. “Damn, you guys really are Toji’s kids.”

END FLASHBACK

“And that's how Gojo adopted me and my sister.”

“Wow that’s… really sweet,” Yuji lied. “Wait, how did your dad even know Gojo?”

“Well, I asked Gojo once and he said…”

ANOTHER FUCKING FLASHBACK

One dreary night, as rain pattered the rooftops and froze the hearts of young couples, two men walked into a bustling bar.

The white-haired man, obviously tipsy, stared at the other. “You know, my ex also had dark hair. God, what a bitch.”

“Oh really?” Toji hummed noncommittedly, not really listening.

“No,” Gojo tearfully said. “Imagine God made a perfect angel and that angel happened to have dark hair and a weird kink for cults… That was my ex.”

Toji perked up at the mention of religion. “Man, I love God. I’ll drink to that.”

They clinked shot glasses and downed their respective liquors.

“Wait,” Gojo paused. “Isn’t alcohol a sin?”

“It’s only a sin if you get drunk,” slurred the clearly drunk man.

Gojo shrugged the comment off, not willing to waste his limited brainpower on the thought. “Hate the sin, love the sinner, I guess.”

“EXACTLY.” the older man clapped him hard on the shoulder. “You get it.”

“Sure, sure. It’s like the age-old question, y’know,” Gojo almost fell off the stool as he leaned back. “Gay son or thot daughter?”

Toji swiftly downed another drink. “I would sooner leave my stupid children in the hands of some stranger like you than deal with that fiasco.”

He shuddered with disgust but Gojo only laughed loudly. “Only if you buy the next round!”

Toji glanced up consideringly. “Shake on it?”

Gojo, clearly drunk and thinking this was a joke, shook hands all too eagerly.

Toji waved the bartender for another round. “I have this kid back at home, and I don’t even vibe with it for real. It’s so weird and gross and tiny. Like ew.”

Gojo morosely fidgeted with his empty glass. “My ex-boyfriend broke up with me to play soccer at another school. I mean, who does that? And right before nationals? Hella lame.”

“OK, you don’t need to rub your gayness all over the place. Like, tone it down. Anyways, I’m gonna ignore the fact that you’re a sinner ‘cause I really like you, kid.”

“Thanks, I guess.” The two men exchanged numbers before Gojo left to find a rebound (he didn’t) (he tried flirting and started crying) (it was pathetic) (he got kicked out of the bar).

END FLASHBACK

Megumi was interrupted from his visceral flaming of his guardian by the Chuck E. Cheese rat arriving with the pizza.

“Oh, thank you.” Megumi tried to grab the food but the mascot held firm.

“Your skin smells so tasty.”

“What?”

The rat cleared its throat, though it didn’t do much to help its raspy yet squeaky voice that somewhat reminded Megumi of Mechamaru’s stupid bitch ass whiny voice. “Your pizza smells so tasty.” It quickly left, but not before Megumi heard what seemed like strangely familiar growling.

“Yuji, did you hear that?”

“What? I was distracted by the pretty balloons.” Yuji pointed wistfully to a kid’s cheap birthday party in the corner. “You were saying something about Gojo?” He turned his pretty brown eyes back to Megumi and oh GOD FOCUS FOCUS.

“Yes… him. Well, even though he’s an annoying, irresponsible, pathetic loser who has almost killed me out of negligence multiple times, he wasn’t the worst. I guess. It was fun when he measured us against the wall growing up, or when we would watch horror movies that I totally wasn’t scared of even though they were rated R and definitely not meant for the sensitive eyes of children but, of course, sweet little Tsumiki never had a problem ‘cause she’s just sooooo perfect.” He paused. “Don’t tell him I said that.”

Yuji nodded along sympathetically. “I felt like I was in a horror movie when I saw my grandpa’s dead body,”

“Yeah anyway,” Megumi ignored his traumadumping with practiced ease. “I wonder what Tsumiki is doing now.”

MEANWHILE

Tsumiki sat with her notes spread out like a fan around her on the grass. As she read aloud her bundle of notecards, the man laying on her lap twisted daisies into a flower crown.

She scrunched her nose in annoyance as she got another one wrong. “Ugh this is so stupid. I’m totally going to fail Professor Geto’s quiz, and he won’t give me any extra credit ‘cause he doesn’t like me because Gojo has to ruin everything!”

“What, no,” the boy sat up to face her properly. “Miki, you’re literally the smartest person I know. If anyone is going to ace this test, it will be you.”

Tsumiki smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes as she looked away, clearly not believing him.

He gently brushed his finger against her chin, forcing her to look at him. With her full attention, he placed the flower crown on her head as her cheeks flushed a pretty pink.

“You’re perfect,” he breathed out, before realizing what he said as his cheeks burned a vibrant red. “I mean you’re- you’re obviously- I mean-”

Tsumiki’s answering smile was real this time, and all the sweeter for it, as she pulled his beanie down all the way and pushed his face back admonishingly.

“Yeah,” he said in a strangled and totally masculine voice. “The notes. We should get back to your notes. Haha. Totally.”

He made to lean back, to give her some more space because is it getting hot in here? Or is that just her? Oh shit it’s probably my beanie. He quickly pulled it off.

“Wait,” Tsumiki’s hand grabbed his shoulder, halting his escape and oh god even her hand is pretty I am so fucked.

“Do you… Can we…” The girl trailed off, looking slightly unsure before firming her resolve. “Ino, would you like to go out sometime? Romantically, I mean. On a date.” She coughed, her cheeks burning a more vibrant red at the awkward phrasing.

“YES!” Ino yelled, before coughing and looking away. “I mean, yes. Totally. That would be totally chill.”

There was a pause before they locked eyes and started giggling, their sweet laughter signifying a beautiful start to a beautiful relationship.

Tsumiki’s eyes caught on his watch. “Oh shit, I need to go home soon! Gojo is making us watch a new episode of the Real Housewives of New Jersey and he’ll totally freak if I’m gone.”

She smiled apologetically at Ino, but he had already packed up her things and started walking.

“Oh, I can carry-”

“Nope!” He smiled cheekily at her. “New boyfriend gets to carry his partner’s stuff!” His brown eyes danced in the sunlight before they widened in panic. “I mean- unless you don’t want to put a label on it- which is chill! So chill! Totally chill. I was just-”

“Ino.” Tsumiki leaned back onto her car as she smiled fondly up at him, chest brimming with adoration. “You’re fine,” she said exasperatedly.

“Oh, I’m fineee, huh?” His cheeks dimpled into a brilliant smile as he placed a hand next to her on the car, which was so fucking sweaty that he immediately slipped and almost headbutted her.

She caught him effortlessly, holding him up by his shoulder, faces inches apart.

Ino smiled dazedly. “Wow, you’re really strong-”

“Can I kiss you?” She cut him off.

His eyes softened. “Of course.”

They both leaned in, Tsumiki’s hands migrating to his neck and tangling in his soft hair.

Long story short, Tsumiki was late and, even though Gojo obnoxiously yelled at her the entire night, she couldn’t keep the smile off her face.

[hoesamo]

You gotta give us a prompt of what those chapters are cause a lot of us poor folks can't afford the game

SO SORRY THIS ANSWER TOOK FOREVER ANON

Note: The prologue by itself is free, the 1st Quest Pack is $5, and the rest of the packs are $8. If anyone wants to know the prices in USD, then hopefully that’ll help ya out! Also the game after the first QP is untranslated, so switch to Japanese if you wanna progress further in the game. Don’t be like me and walk around in circles for ~2 hours and scrolling the Japanese Wiki to find answers. XD

As For Summaries, it might be a tad difficult to keep up with bc it requires a bit more brainpower than my usual rambles (blame my stage management class for being tough). I’ll try to do my best!

Gonna use my memory for this one ;3 . So far, in the 2nd QP, things start off with:

- Sol, Orgus, and Yuji all go to celebrate at the King’s Castle, despite being cautious about the Progenitor summoning a New Demon King. King Claus encourages them to celebrate their current victory before moving ahead with more investigation. When the party happens, You can choose to see Orgus, Sol, Gordon, and/or Claus. I talked to all of ‘em

- Orgus: Yuji, Eavesdropper Extraordinaire, overhears Claus talking to Orgus. It’s understood that he’s the last surviving one of the Royal Family, but he’s currently chosen to stick beside Yuji (I think there’s an implication that Orgus is expected to ascend the throne as the last surviving member). Claus (IIRC) is going to send men to help refugees from Valinor and states that there’s much work for those who survived this catastrophe. When they’re done talking, Yuji and Orgus talk for a little, then Orgus says he wants to come to Yuji’s room at night and to get ready. Yuji’s flustered but pretty excited.

- Sol: Yuji also overhears Sol’s convo with Claus about how he seems to be one of the few surviving monks left of The Church, but Claus offers to help make a search party for any scant survivors like Sol. When Yuji gets to talk with Sol, it eventually leads down the same way it does with (aka getting ready for night time).

- Gordon: Gordon and Claus are talking about something, but the Google translation has been incredibly difficult to understand. Yuji notices that Claus seems to be acquainted with Gordon, but Gordon doesn’t want to reveal his whole past just yet.

- Claus: The king wants to reward Yuji, so you get to choose between Claus, A Soldier, or Declining The Reward. I chose Claus bc I like gilfussy. Similar plans for nighttime ensue.

- After talking to everyone, a surprise guest arrives at the party, and it seems to be Bishop Meteor (Sol’s adoptive father who raised him after his family died).  Claus and Sol are very excited, but when the party’s finally over… well… shit hits the fan.

- Meteor asks to meet Sol in his bedroom at night. Meteor asks him to remove his clothes (specifically making sure that he’s vulnerable)[SIDE NOTE: IT IS VERY FUNNY IF YOU ALREADY HAVE SOL WEARING THE SEA GOD’S CLOTHES SO HE JUST ENDS UP CHANGING INTO BEING MORE COVERED]. Yuji, the little voyeur, tries to listen in on the activities. It does sound suggestive at first till the screaming cues him in that it’s probably not something spicy. He finds Sol turning to stone, shocked at the scene before. Turns out Meteor is NOT on our side after all. Since Orgus was suspicious of him already at the party, he was prepared to show up in the case of conflict. Meteor summons some other guy. I don’t understand who he is yet but he looks Egyptian-inspired in design. It turns out Meteor targeted Sol first bc he would give him the most problems (aside from Yuji). The strange spell used to petrify Sol spreads to Orgus during the fight, so he holds off the enemies while Yuji makes an escape from the castle. As he makes a run for it, the entire castle becomes consumed by the curse, petrifying all who live within it.

- Not knowing what else to do, Yuji goes looking for advice from Gordon at the tavern. Gordon is shocked to hear everyone at the castle turned to stone, but it seems like he may be familiar with this specific curse, and its connection to the ‘Altar of the Heretics’. In their discussion, Yuji comes to the conclusion that Fafnir is likely one of the only people capable of helping cure everyone bc dragons are the only beings powerful enough in magic to stand up to the powerful curse (and Fafnir is powerful even by dragon standards).

- When Yuji heads to Fire Dragon Mountain, he’s wondering where Fafnir is, then suddenly the beat up dragon falls on him (in his human form). Shocked to see him in such a state, Yuji is wondering what could’ve happened before being immediately bombarded by undead, cursed skeletons. He’s able to hold them off for a bit and take a short break to check on Fafnir. When he wakes up, he seems to have some mild amnesia. He doesn’t remember what exactly put him in his current situation, but he can’t turn back into his dragon form at all. He’s in a much weaker state at the moment, and even his lizardmen seem to be petrified too. I believe this is also the part where he officially joins the party (as a fire mage). They eventually escape to an inn and rest there.

- [This the part I’m currently at] While at the inn, Yuji is tired from all the running and just wants to rest, while Fafnir wants him do his duties as a servant. In this case, that means helping him bathe (and change his clothes), because he feels filthy and sandy in his clothes. Since his usual lizardmen butlers are unavailable, Yuji will have to do. 

Yuji has been cropped out of this screenshot bc I forgot to change him out of the Sea God’s robes and I don’t want tumblr to rip me in half

- Yuji is surprised, but god is he thankful for the opportunity. After that, Fafnir says that he did a very good and thorough job. Yuji is very thankful to be alive lol

Btw, anytime I crop someone out, just assume it’s because their ßulge is visible and I’m scared of my blog getting in trouble.

OKAY I’LL CONTINUE TALKING ABOUT F-KARE IN A SEPARATE POST BC IT’S GETTING LONG BUT NOW Y’ALL ARE EXACTLY WHERE I’M AT CURRENTLY. SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER ANON. 😭

[sixeyesgojo]

soon-to-be father

Summary: In which Gojo proclaims that he will be a father soon.

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x female reader

Word count: 993

Content warning: spoiler warning (reference to Volume 0 - mentions of Yuta and his OPness), slight suggestive themes but not too bad

A/N: Idk, I was bored at 3am. Didn’t expect this to become this long.... Also, I don’t exactly remember if Yaga already had a kid or if I just made that up in my head (I do know that he is a divorcee though), so let’s just pretend he has a kid in this one lol

Filing written reports about curse incidents to submit to the elders ruling the jujutsu world was a tedious task. Nonetheless, it had to be done by every jujutsu sorcerer working for Jujutsu Tech.

Returning to the office with a newly filled cup of coffee in your hand, you sat down after putting your warm beverage on the desk. Work was waiting for you, so naturally you got back to writing these reports as soon as possible. You were determined to finish all those reports. Not gonna work overtime today, you thought while writing away your findings about recent curse activity. 

Not much time passed after someone burst into the room loudly. You didn’t even need to confirm with your eyes – it could only be that person.

“State your business, Satoru. I got work to do, unlike you”, you shot at him.

“Woah, so rude! I am wounded,” the man exclaimed and clutched his chest as if he was in pain. “I came here to tell you the good news!”

The tall man settled down on the couch in the office.

“Guess who is going to be a father soon?” Satoru’s voice rang across the room.

“Is it principal Yaga again?” you asked without looking up from your papers once. “Nope, nope, nopeeeeee,” being the obnoxious person he could be, Satoru made sure to pop the ‘p’ of the last one particularly loud. “You are absolutely wrong on this one. Though I suppose I can understand where you are coming from,” he added, waving his hand.

“Guess again, guess again,” he demanded excitedly.

Finally, you shifted your gaze from your lame reports onto the white-haired sorcerer.

“It’s definitely not Nanami,” you stated matter-of-factly as you made your way to him to join him on the couch – the idea of working flew out of the window. You knew how your colleague viewed marriage and romantic commitments as jujutsu sorcerer. Who else could it be? There weren’t many male people involved in the jujutsu world with a connection to you or Satoru-

“I swear, Satoru, if you were going to tell me some higher-up will be father, then I will have you know that I am not interested in this information in the slightest.”

You pulled a grimace and made a gagging noise.

“No, no. Literally ew,” he suppressed a gag as well, “I may have a rotten personality – which you love, I just know – but I wouldn’t do that to you. I’m not that much of an ass.”

“Gosh, Satoru, just spill it already. I can practically see your tail wagging, begging me to ask,” you sighed. Now even you were curious.

If Satoru hadn’t worn a blindfold, there would have been a bright glint from his cerulean eyes. A million-dollar-smile spread on his face, pride emanating from his body.

“It’s me! I am going to be a papa!” He clapped enthusiastically.

Your jaw dropped. Wait what?

“Hold up, wait. What did you just say?!” you burst out.

“I said what I said!” he exclaimed. Was it possible for a grin to be even wider?

“Enlighten my confusion? When did that happen? Did I miss something, like something super important you forgot to tell me?” you asked, bewildered.

“Oh, you didn’t miss anything at all, sweetheart,” the man in front of you replied oh-so-casually, “I’m gonna be a dad and you’ll be the mommy.”

Thousands of emotions flit across your face. The way your level of confusion shot up by a million times clearly amused Satoru to no end. You wanted nothing more than to punch him in the gut if this turned out to be some sort of prank. Mommy?!?!

Nevertheless, you tried to play along: “Too bad I don’t remember consenting to be your girlfriend or anything of the sort.”

A delighted laughter filled the space, “Well, you didn’t exactly turn me down either, just now.”

“If that’s how it’s going to be, I will just say I have no recollection of ever sleeping with you, let alone being pregnant,” you retorted triumphantly.

“Touché.”

“Do you remember Yuta?” he suddenly asked.

“Yeah, like I would forget the precious bean I jokingly called my son, who only narrowly escaped the fate of being executed in his teenager years because his own power was too great and deemed dangerous by the old stick-up-the-ass people we call superiors,” you said flatly.

“Yeah, exactly that Yuta. I am very pleased to tell you that I’m adopting a new one! Meaning you have to help me raise him. Well, technically he will be my student...” Satoru started explaining. “...but you don’t sweat the small stuff,” you finished his sentence. He beamed at you, praising you for how well you knew him and all that stuff.

Well, duh. A new student, huh?

“So explain. What’s the deal with this one?” you asked.

“You see, this boy – his name is Yuji, by the way –  is also facing execution because he swallowed a special grade cursed object,” Satoru revealed dramatically.

“Then... if he is facing execution, that means the special grade curse incarnated but you cannot exorcise him on the spot for some reason,” you theorized, putting two and two together, and the man next to you confirmed your theory.

Satoru clarified further, “You hit the nail on the head. The poor boy seems to be the vessel of Ryomen Sukuna. I managed to postpone his execution until he consumes all twenty fingers though. He will be the third first-year student, so you have to help me!”

“The Double-Faced Specter, huh...” you mumbled to yourself, then your gaze was directed at Satoru, “to me, it sounds like you’re being troublesome again, you ass.”

“Oh please, I know you love ‘troublesome’,” he teased you.

“Yeah, I do. Otherwise, I wouldn’t put up with your sorry ass.”

“Ouch. Will you raise our son with me, though?”

“Oh hell, yeah. Count me in.”

Yeah, work could wait.

[dadsbongos]

i can be your new mom?

Warnings: fem reader, (legal) age gap :), bimbo reader best reader, fingering while driving, barely-there edging, not super proofread

Summary: you fuck local adoptive dilf - satoru gojo (comedy then smut then comedy) mdni

Word Count: 1.6 K

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“So, I’m talking to this guy…” you search your phone for the picture of said ‘guy’.

“Oh, who?” Nobara leans over, resting her head on your shoulder.

“This guy,” you reiterate, showing her your screen when you find a decent picture.

“Is he too old for you?” Megumi asks.

“Oh my God,” you huff, “Yeah!”

“Let me see,” he holds out his hand for your phone, eyes widening when he sees the picture, “No…”

“What?”

He shoves your phone back into your grasp, “Stop talking to him. Now. Block him, in fact.”

“Why?” you zoom in on the man’s face, “What’s wrong with him? He’s, like, a dad or whatever but that’s fine. Don’t be judgemental, ‘gumi.”

“He sure is a dad,” Megumi shakes his head, jabbing his thumb into his chest as he shouts, “my dad! Now fucking,” he picks up Yuji’s fries and tosses them at you, “block him!”

“I could be your new mom?” you grin.

“Wrong thing to get from that!” he shouts while Yuji whines over the loss of his fries.

You’ve never seen Megumi so angry before, and you know in the deepest crawlspace of your heart that this isn’t funny. But then, in a way, it is.

It’s really funny.

“Okay, okay, not Toji,” Megumi cringes at the casual way you say his father’s name while scrolling for a picture of the other guy you’re talking to, “What about him?”

Yuji peeks at the screen you hold out, “Oh, hey, isn’t that our professor?”

Nobara leans to get a look and nods, “Honestly not surprised. He just looks like a creep.”

Megumi shakes his head, “Nope. Block him, too.”

“Why?” you wretch your phone back, “He can’t be off-limits just because he’s your professor!”

“No, wait…” Nobara snickers, “Isn’t Gojo-sensei…?”

Yuji’s head swings so his stare is locked on Megumi, “Your adoptive dad?”

Megumi tosses his head back, “This is a nightmare…”

You drop your phone onto the diner table with a groan, “Oh my God, are there any dads of yours I can talk to?”

“Absolutely not, and if I find out you’re talking to either of them again - I’ll fucking kill you.”

“Yeah, whatever,” you roll your eyes, picking up your phone when it vibrates.

The contact name rings a pounding to your heart. Heat breaking out over your skin and hands fumbling.

Toru <3

Nobara giggles when she peeks at your phone screen, speaking lowly so only the two of you can hear, “He’ll sick his dogs on you.”

“His dogs love me,” you murmur, already tapping into the notification, phone screen snapping to your chest when you spot the risque picture - but not fast enough.

Her jaw has dropped wide, “Are you- ?” she doesn’t finish but you can see it in her eyes well enough: In public?

“I’ll be right back,” you slide out of the booth, waving before rushing off to the bathroom of the diner.

“Kugisaki,” Megumi’s eyes narrow at the girl, “would you tell me if that was my dad?”

“I would,” she lies once, “and it wasn’t,” then twice.

The lock snaps into place, your hands shaking as you click the phone icon clung to Satoru’s contact. It rings and your heart’s thrumming into your ribs. Then the ringing pauses. Then his voice,

“So, you got it?”

“Yeah,” your voice is barely over a hum. The bathroom fan may be loud, but not nearly enough for you to feel secure in speaking normally, “You didn’t tell me ‘gumi was your son.”

“I didn’t wanna involve my girl with all that dirty business.”

My girl.

You ignore the lump crawling to your throat in favor of focusing to keep your voice from shaking, “Sure… so, do you perv on all ‘gumi’s friends?”

“No,” he chuckles and you hate the way your gut swells in anticipation at the rough sound, “you’re my dumb princess. Right? All mine.”

As if.

“Right,” you giggle, twisting the material of your skirt between your fingers, “Are you busy right now?”

“Aw, my girl need me to pick her up?”

You whine at the teasing, “Shut up, you started it.”

“Alright, baby, I’ll be there soon, ‘kay? Same diner as usual?”

“Mhm,” you suddenly gasp, “Oh! You might not wanna park in sight, ‘gumi’s here.”

“Don’t worry your pretty head, I’ll take care of you,” there’s the sound of his keys jingling and your legs go weak, “Be there soon.”

“See you, ‘Toru,” you extend the ‘u’ in his name, smiling as you hang up.

When you return to the table, Megumi is shoving Yuji’s fistful of coins back into his chest, “I’ll pay for it.”

“Yeah, I didn’t bring my card,” Nobara waves you over as she speaks, “I’ll get the next one.”

“Uh- “ Yuji tosses his arms out, “what if I want to get the next one?”

“Yu,” you lay a hand on one of the boy’s hands, “we all know you blew your last paycheck already.”

“No fair,” he crosses his arms.

“Well,” you place your hands to your hips, “I’d love to stick around but duties call.”

Nobara’s eyes widen and she barely restricts herself from showing her further shock. She supports you, but now knowing you’re sneaking off with her professor is too much.

“For the sake of my sanity, I’m assuming you mean that philosophy paper and not a hookup,” Megumi calls after you.

“We had a paper?” you push the doors open, muttering to yourself.

You’ll figure it out.

Satoru’s car is parked along a nearby curb and you can’t help the way you speed up towards it. Climbing in, you’re already giggling and he hasn’t even spoken to you yet. It’s embarrassing.

Gojo extends a hand and you take it, he presses a kiss to your knuckles before letting go in favor of taking hold of your thigh.

He takes off down the road, you move your hand to his thigh but he shakes his head.

“This isn’t about me, baby.”

His grip tightens on your thigh, squeezing the meat of it and running his thumb along the soft skin. Your gaze snaps to his face as the hand between your thighs climbs higher - his eyes are locked on the road but his index finger is smoothing over the material of your underwear. Your skin heats at the contact, lips allowing a small huff.

“My dumb girl needs something on the ride, doesn’t she?” your head bobs along to his words, a series of please, please, please running through your parted lips, “Of course, she does. My greedy little princess.”

Your legs spread, hands coming up under your skirt and maneuvering off your panties. Still, you look up at him. His focus completely on driving except for the fingers dancing over your lips. He slides his index finger down the seam of your pussy and your hips buck into his palm.

Gojo slips in his middle finger, grinning when you gasp at the intrusion, he pauses at the first knuckle and pulls out. You whine, reaching for the sleeve attached to the arm working between your thighs. Your hips scoot closer to the edge of the seat as Gojo pushes his middle finger in - then reaches the second knuckle and pulls out.

“‘Toru,” you drag out the ‘u’, tossing your head back, “Please, please don’t tease…”

“Poor princess,” he pressed in again, this time making it down to the base of his middle finger, the meat of his palm nudging your clit, “Let me work, ‘kay? I know what’s best for you, pretty baby. D’you trust me?”

Bucking upward, your hips desperately work themselves closer to Gojo’s hand. He pulls out once again but this time - it’s new. He doesn’t hesitate before sliding his finger into your weeping hole. Gojo builds up to his speed, crescendoing into the pace that he uses to fuck you on his finger.

“‘Toru,” you gasp, thighs shaking in the threat to clamp shut around his wrist.

“I hear you, baby, we’re almost there,” he brushes his palm against your clit as he burrows his middle finger inside you. The turn into his neighborhood comes up and he slides his finger out of you despite your whines, “Don’t throw a fit, princess. My pretty baby should be happy, right?” he pulls into his driveway and finally, finally, turns to you, lips pulled up in a damn near predatory grin, “Now, I can actually take care of her.”

.

.

.

Your legs ache but your mouth is too dry for you to put off the trip to the kitchen any longer. Gojo is still passed out at your side as you grab a shirt - his shirt, you realize - from the floor and slip it over your shoulders, half-assedly buttoning it. Stumbling, you make your way into the kitchen and grab a cup from the cupboard for water.

With bleary and dazed eyes, you miss the body at the kitchen table. Until you hear the sound of a cup crashing to the ground, glass splattering across the floor.

“What the fuck?”

You whirl around, eyes wide and brain now fully alert, to see Megumi standing, pointing at you, “Oh…” your lips pressed together, eyes flitting to the hallway before returning to Megumi, “you’re - uh - dreaming.”

“No, no, no!” Megumi steps over the glass and storms over to you, “This is terrible!”

“You’re nightmare-ing.”

Then, Gojo comes into the kitchen, shirtless as if to add insult to injury, he waves at Megumi, “So, met your new mom, huh? Though,” he points at his adopted son, who’s practically shaking as he fumes with anger, “I guess you already knew her, huh?” Gojo crosses the floor to where you are, slinking an arm around your shoulders, leaning down to mutter, “Ah, we have fun here.”

[empress-simps]

Reacting to their s/o handing them a puppy

▪︎Featuring: Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuji, Nanami Kento and Ryomen Sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen.

▪︎Pronouns: They/Them [Not mentioned]

▪︎Genre: Fluff and light crack

▪︎Warnings: some typos and possiboy grammatical errors

Note: I JUST HAD TO- I wanna write some fluff and when I was reading a fanfic the mc and their love interests are playing with puppies. I also hadn't uploaded in a few days so HOPE U LIKE IT!

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This man-child will be ✨ thrilled✨

You, the love of his life, walking towards him with a puppy in your arms? His day couldn't get any better.

He pretended he didn't notice and resumed to whatever he's doing.

"Don't ignore us Satoru, I know you saw us." You deadpanned as he excitedly held out his arms. Grinning as the puppy was placed in it.

"I did not."

"You were basically buzzing with excitement when you saw me holding them two miles away-"

He HAD to take off his blindfold just to see that cuteness in all it's glory

This man would definitely kidnap the puppt if you said you couldn't keep it.

Which is what you did.

"What do you mean? See? THEY LIKE ME! PLEASE-"

Rest assured that Gojo will grovel while the puppy cluelessy stares at you both.

"No. We're always away and Jujutsu Sorcerers. I'll give them to one of my nephews."

At the end of the day, you had to pry the poor puppy from Gojo's arms and into your nephew's awaiting ones.

"Promise we'll puppysit again?" He sniffled, wet spots in his blindfold slowly getting larger.

You should've known that this man won't let it go.

"Yes, now please stop crying people are staring."

*GASP*

He's going to beeline towards you while having a lovestruck expression on his face.

"Baby!" You were about to respond when you saw him talk to the puppy thats in your arms.

"Aren't you a cute little fella?~"

Yep, he has another baby besides you now and it's this puppy.

"Do you want to hold him?"

SAY LESS SINCE HE WOULD TAKE THEM IN AS ONE OF HIS OWN

"You're adorable! Do you want treats hm?~"

Yuji would talk to them in a high pitch tone with a cutesy voice as he cradles them.

*insert Yuji's expression here while he gives the treat*

This interaction made him gain 5 years into his life span-

"Give me back my shikigami"

*gasp 2.0*

Yuji turned to you, expression filled with betrayal and sadness, "YOU DIDN'T ADOPT THEM!?"

You raised your eyebrows as Megumi desperately tries to take the pup. "I didn't say it was mine."

He more or less screeched at megumi when the puppy was succesfully pried from him

"I'm hoooome!" You announced, Nanami looked up from the book he was reading and raised an eyebrow at you.

"You were late because?"

Listen, he just wanted his only day off spending time with you but you went out for the whole day.

Needless to say, he was pissed annoyed.

"We're having an another family member!"

He choked on his own spit.

You're p r e g n a n t ?

Before he could ask the question, you suddenly lowered the box (which he didn't even notice you have) down the ground and emerged a clueless puppy.

"You're not.. pregnant.." He mumbled as he stared at yhe puppy who is now wagging their tail in excitement to their new owner.

"Well if you want me to you can-" His stare was enough for you to shut your mouth and rubbed your neck nervously.

"I was just joking.. hehe" You stated, Nanami paying no attention to your words as he gently scooped up the puppy and smirked at you.

"Hm, I suppose having another would be fine-"

"Get away from me."

His face would just shrivel up in disgust as the puppy prances around him.

"What is this thing?"

You snorted, patting his back. "It's a dog, Sukuna. I thought back in your time you already have these things." You teased.

Sukuna was annoyed, "I am the king of curses, I don't have time for these pe-"

✨ c h o m p ✨

Sukuna exclaimed in surprise as the puppy bit his leg in a playful manner. He actually don't know if the puppy was just playing or seriously biting him

So he did what he's best at, intimidating his opponents.

"You think you can do what you please? Know your place you pipsquea-"

He hadn't finish his speech to the puppy who is still biting his leg when he heard you snort, clearly trying to hide your laughter.

His head snapped towards you, a scowl settling in his handsome features. "Don't you dare laugh-"

"Pfffft- HAHHAHAA Suku, you know that they can't understand you right?" You rolled over the grass, trying to catch your breath as you watched Sukuna miserably trying to get the puppy off his leg.

"Don't laugh at me! Get this thing off me!" He exclaimed, growling as he tried to pry them away without actually hurting them. Not that he would admit of course

"Hm, I think the King of curses can handle a little puppy. Don't you agree-" A frustrated growl made it's way to your ears making you roll over the grass and laugh.

[daiseukiis]

: ̗̀➛𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙘𝙝𝙞 ?

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─꒱ in which we peak into how jujutsu kaisen characters handle their child on a daily basis。

─꒱ feat. gojo satoru, fushiguro megumi, kugisaki nobara & itadori yuji

─꒱ warnings ; none

─꒱ notes ; suddenly i’m having jjk as parents brain rot after a night of reading megumi smut

─꒱ JJK AS PARENTS PART TWO

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─── ➴ GOJO SATORU

꒰꒰ he’s a great dad trust me, spoils his child like no one’s business. you want the entire set of the haikyuu manga and crunchyroll premium? give him five minutes to purchase them. want front row tickets to see nct in korea? yeah, he’ll get it for them and thats plane tickets on first class

꒰꒰ but don’t get me wrong,,, he’s a doting father but sometimes it might be just too much.

꒰꒰ for starters, mans gotta know where their kid's heading on a daily basis. gotta shot him a text that heading to shibuya with your friends or taking a flight to okinawa or hokkaido. he just wants them to be safe !!

꒰꒰ expect him to text his kid almost every time he’s out buying anything. he’d be all the way in osaka, they're in class they will randomly get a text from him if they want uncle rikuro cheese cake or kuidaore taro pudding.

꒰꒰ not to mention !!! he will text you it’s an emergency and they have to call him, a matter of life or death situation. knowing he’s a shaman, he could die but there’s like a percentage of a chance that could happen, it's percentage rivals how fast he can activate his expansion domain. which isn’t much. but when they pick up the phone, he’s just gonna ask the. which top would look better or say there’s a hot deal for these sweets across the street and if they wanna go

꒰꒰ his favourite thing to do it probably embarrass his kid in front of their friends. maybe. yeah. baby pictures and all

꒰꒰ if he has a daughter his father radar is SO high. a boy gives even a glance her way, he will probably threathen them. spoils her with so much it even HURTS to look at his bank account but he's rich so ;;; takes her out shopping and half his camera roll is photos of her or selfies of them

꒰꒰ if it's a guy, he will cheer him on every time a girl confesses his love for his son. probably even gives him condoms and tips but you didn't hear that from me. with no doubt gloat to his students how amazing and manly his son is, takes him out on missions when he wants and goes sweet store hopping with him

꒰꒰ if his child returns home crying for whatever reason, a boy broke her heart or someone beat their kid up for doing the right thing;; bitch gojo is gon beat the shit outta them no cap

꒰꒰ he's the dad every teacher flirts with at parent teacher conferences, and the dad every girl in the friend with has a crush on

─── ➴ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

꒰꒰ amazaing dad, but probably should work more on the expressing it to his kid area

꒰꒰ he won't spoil them rotten like gojo, but if he sees its something that they truly want and sees that it's of use or valuable, he will get it for them because he wants to see his kid smile

꒰꒰ he's not big on affection, probably a hug time to time and an appreciation pat on the head. if his kid falls he would just crouch down and ask if they need a hand, or is their baby girl starts crying he'll pick her up into his arms and pat his head

꒰꒰ if he has a daughter he would be reluctant to go shopping with her, but he does like the fact that his kid is smiling and showing him her outfits. he better have a say as well if there's an attire that shows to much skin, he just wants the best for his girl. if a boy looks her way with a look, he will emit an aura enough for the boy to piss his pants

꒰꒰ if his kid is a boy, you bet hes gonna teach his son to beat up half the delinquents up the area too ‼ he has so much trust in his son, they would spar sometimes and he would take him on to missions. he sucks at giving advice, probably around the words of 'just be yourself?' he won't show it but he's cheering for you

꒰꒰ he's a chill dad, if their kid ever forgets anything at home and he's off to drop it off at school, he would be a bit reluctant cuz why did they forget it to begun with, but he's gonna do it anyways <3 the one parent that everyone calls pretty

꒰꒰ he'll text his kid basic and short messages, a how's your day or do you want anything from here kinda texts when he's out on missions. he wants to be sure that you're given enough space to be yourself within his reach

꒰꒰ fushiguro screams like the type of dad that would have a family photo in his wallet. i just find that cute and UGGH yes <3

꒰꒰ if his kid comes home crying, he's going to immediately comfort them. bad test or shitty day, he's gonna be slightly awkward but he'll take them out for their favourite food or arcade

꒰꒰ he's also the typa dad that will check up on you before he goes to bed or when he comes back from a mission, when you're all asleep just to make sure you're safe

─── ➴ KUGISAKI NOBARA

꒰꒰ listen,,, listen, kugisaki is a bad bitch mother and it radiates that energy

꒰꒰ if she has a kid, she's gonna raise them to be the baddest bitch in all of tokyo, in all of japan if all i care. she gives her kids credit for even trying to beat gojo up, but if they can't she's still gonna be happy if they tell her they kicked a guy's kneecaps in for taking their lunch money

꒰꒰ a little reckless, her parenting methods are a bit questionable but like its kugisaki here, she does whatever the hell she wants. her kid falls to the ground? don't cry pussy, get up you're better than this

꒰꒰ kugisaki's that mother who probably buys take out food every friday, or takes her kids out to a mf buffet only to tell them to pay for her because she gave birth to their ungrateful asses

꒰꒰ she's the most chill mother out there, all her kids' friends probably want to be adopted by her because she's fun and knows how to kick ass

꒰꒰ if she has a daughter, definitely wants them to be famous instead of a shaman. she wants to see her kid rocking those magazines or fuckin it up in movies or j-dramas, so she got rights to stroll through the red carpet as the most beautiful mother

꒰꒰ if she has a son, definitely will end up making him into a loyal, bad boy who knows how to drink his respect women juice on a daily basis. the son who also get absolutely wrecked by his own mother in smash bros. doesn't matter how old kugisaki is, she would still be able to beat her son even if he's a first grade shaman

꒰꒰ if her kids come home crying, i bet you she'll only scold them. she'll ask why the hell you crying over this guy/girl, they're way low of the standards and are not even it. she would convince them that they're so much better (?) to make them feel good about themselves. and then she'll probably head lock the kid to crush on a better person

꒰꒰ she's the type of mother who wouldn't sit down to talk to her kid often, sometimes she also socks at communicate like fushiguro but at least she knows it. she would be the type that would comfort her kid by bring food ( typical asian parent shit tsk iykyk )

꒰꒰ she's also that type of mother when they tell her that someone makes fun of something to the point that their kid is broken by it, she will get out that car and pick at fight with the kids, and then wipe their ass on the floor, and the mop the deck with their parents

─── ➴ ITADORI YUJI

꒰꒰ this man is the personification of a fun, chill and laid-back father

꒰꒰ he would be the dad that would wake their kid up in the morning so they're not late, pack their food or bring food to their school if they forgot to bring any

꒰꒰ he doesn't really spoil his kid, but you bet he'll take them to fun places like arcades, escape rooms and even go street food binging. definitely would have a movie marathon too

꒰꒰ if he's back from a mission early and near the school his kid goes too, you bet he's going to catch them by the end of school just to walk home with them and take about his mission

꒰꒰ he's the kind of dad that wouldn't mind if they're swearing around the house, but they gotta watch their mouth still, he doesn't want them to be as bad as sailor nor does he want them picking up nasty habits

꒰꒰ if his kid is a girl, he will give her space and room for anything, be it needing some time alone after a bad test or constantly wanting to go out with her friends to get her mind off things that he might not be able to fix. he doesn't mind going shopping, definitely would give an opinion to any outfits with a thumbs up. takes pictures with his daughter on any shenanigans they do together and send them to his group chat with kugisaki and fushiguro

꒰꒰ having a boy, he would want to play sports with them and go on missions. sometimes they would go to the arcade to try the punching game to see who has the highest and then bet the lower pays for food after. he likes giving advice, even though it won't be helpful or will be, he's gonna say it either in hopes that it'll be brought up in their head in any moment they're in

꒰꒰ he's the type of dad that has a selfie of him and his kid as a lockscreen i jUST KNOW IT

꒰꒰ if his kid comes home crying he will be so worried. like whats wrong, what happened, who hurt you, does he have to punch someone?! he's going to pull them into his arms and take them out for food, maybe even a walk. he's they type to want to cheer them up no matter the situation, and probably when they're all good and dandy, he will personally talk to solve the root of the problem behind their back

꒰꒰ when there's something to be settled, i bet you that they settle it with a game of rock-paper-scissors out five ‼‼

─── ➴ SUKUNA ( BONUS )

꒰꒰ what makes you think this man wanted a child, if he did have one ; probably either got it killed during the heian era or he killed it for his superiority complex </3

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[archonssun]

Hello! Could you write Gojo x wife! reader, with slight angst?

Reader couldn't bear a child thus the higher ups demanded Gojo to find a new wife who could bear the next heir. At the end, they adopted a kid to spite the higher ups.

Of course!! This is actually a really cool idea, so thank you for giving me the opportunity to write it o(*￣▽￣*)o

We Think in Purple

REQUESTS FOR JJK ARE OPEN!!!

warnings: infertile/sterile female reader

notes: the higher-ups being fucking mean and Gojo being affectionate as fuck

Satoru’s lips were set in a hard line, aquamarine eyes hardened behind his sunglasses. Situated on a balustrade, he watched you move around the practice field, his right leg pulled up to serve as a platform for his elbow. He propped his chin against his fist, a deepening frown appearing on his face. His mood was unusually sour since his meeting with the higher-ups.

“Gojo Satoru, you must take a new wife.” He had never wanted to kill the higher-ups more than he did right now. He knew that marrying you would anger the old men, but he didn’t care -- he loved you, not some spineless puppet.

“Like hell, I do.”

“Your current wife is sterile.”

“So?”

“You need an heir.”

“Toru.” Your hand caressed his cheek, pulling him back to the present -- and back to your concerned eyes. Satoru tried to put on his trademark smile, his free hand grasping yours as he pressed a kiss to your palm.

“What is it, mochi?”

With a frown, you brought up your other hand and pulled down his blindfold, “That’s what I should be asking you, Toru. You’re never this glum.” You brushed his bangs from in front of his eyes. “What happened in today’s meeting?”

Satoru pulled you against him with a heavy sigh, forehead resting on your shoulder as he gave you a squeeze. You let him hold you, a hand carding through his hair. The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes before he finally broke the silence.

“The higher-ups pestered me for an heir.” The way you froze at his words didn’t go unnoticed by your husband, the man snuggling closer to your warmth and his hold on you growing tighter. In an attempt to lighten the mood, he laughed, “Told ‘em to fuck off.” When you didn’t react, Satoru pulled away, a worried frown on his features. Your eyes were cast to the ground, teeth biting at your lower lip as you fought to keep the tears at bay.

“I’m sorry, Satoru.”

“Don’t be, baby,” Satoru hummed, fingers lifting your chin so your eyes met his. He pressed delicate kisses across your cheeks and nose until you were giggling, then pecked your lips for good measure. “You know it as well as I do: those old bags of bones are just lashing out at you and I for getting married before our parents could arrange one for us.” His nose brushed against yours and a large hand cradled the back of your head, keeping you from shying away from his affections.

“But I’m--”

“I don’t care, (Y/n). You’re my wife, and I love you no matter what. You should know that by now -- after all, we’ve been together for, what, eleven years now?” His declaration had you laughing quietly, the ticklish feeling of his lips grazing your skin further boosting your mood. Burying yourself in his warmth, your arms wrapped around his back and your hands clutched at the material of his jacket. “I’m not gonna stop loving you just cuz we can’t have little versions of ourselves running around.”

“But what happens when the higher-ups stop taking ‘no’ for an answer, Toru?” you muttered. You smiled as you felt him hum, the vibrations calming you.

“We adopt.” Your head snapped up, wide (e/c) eyes meeting mischief-filled aquamarine eyes.

“You can’t be--”

“Oh, I’m dead serious, mochi,” Satoru cooed with a sly smirk. Humming, his head cocked to the side as one hand caressed your cheek. The pad of his thumb stroked at the skin beneath your eye, his smirk turning devilish. “You’re the only woman I would allow to be the mother of my kids. Only you. I could care less if my clan died out if it meant I’d have you at my side. Besides--” he leaned in and pressed a fleeting kiss to your forehead “-- there will always be strong sorcerers being born -- just look at Megumi and Yuji. They’re a part of the next generation, and I have a feeling every generation following will continue to get stronger and stronger.”

“You really think that, Toru?” You had snuggled closer to the tall man, ear resting over his beating heart.

“Well, duh,” he snarked, laughing when you whacked his arm playfully. “After all, we will be the ones to teach the next generation, not those old geezers. The two strongest sorcerers, working together to strengthen the succeeding generations -- has a nice ring to it, right?”

The utter confidence that dripped from his words had you laughing -- and his next sentence only made the laughing fit worse.

“Besides, adopting is a sure way to stick it to those old fools, dontcha think, mochi?”

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This was a very dialogue-driven fic, uhm....

I hope you all enjoyed it cuz I’m kinda hating it rn 😅

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[wolkoshka]

reviewing jujutsu kaisen since i just finished the anime last night and let me just SAYH

it's amazing???

GOJO????? ill get into him a bit later tho

his 3 dumb students??? who, in all seriousness, are so well fleshed out?

yujis trauma of witnessing his grandfather pass away right in front of him & thus making sure that his last words were not in vain & he'd do justice by them like ur a kid relax BUT NO he'll eat a dirty finger if necessary

while everyone's making sure the success of the mission, our boi is here breaking down bcs some of the curses turned out to be human

like

it's so satisfying to see that on screen yes show me ur moral compass 🧭 stay true to ur characterization ur doing wonderful

why is he so fast someone EXPLAIH N

megumi????? AND HIS HAND SIGNS?? (($;_;;;*;*+7*++_+##+_++_+##

by FAR one of the hottest things ive seen so far

🖖🤛🐺 🐺 🐺 👐🦅🦅🦅 RIP

his hair

someone tell him saloons exist

him holding back his potential but then going fuck it and summoning his own domain????

we love character development ☺️

i have so many good things to say about this good bad boii bitch we RECOMMEND

NOBARA

BITCH

UM

ive waited SO LONG for a female lead character to not get lost in the aggravating trope of basically becoming the third wheel of a 3-member group *cough* sakura *cough* orihime *cough* not spitting any fire but they had held so much potential and the creators basically went 🥱🥱

BUT NOT IN THIS HOUSE

the way she works SO WELL and so so EFFECTIVELY with the team?? With YUJIII???? ESPECIALLY WHEN THEYRE FIGHTING THOSE TWO BROTHER CURSES!! THEY WAY SHE HOLDS HER OWN

THIS IS ALL GONNA BE IN CAPS NOW

BCS

I FELT THE TEAMWORK I FELT WHERE THEY STOOD IN EACH OTHERS' LIVES I FELT THE WHOLESOMENESS THE CAPABILITY THE POTENTIAL THE HEART THE POWERRR OF THE TEAM BCS OUR BAD BITCH HERE REFUSED TO BE STEREOTYPED

all the women in jujutsu kaisen

ALL OF THEM

so well written and fleshed out they're given their strengths as well as their weaknesses, their story as well as their matching personalities, the role they contribute to the anime and it's story as well as their own short individual arcs (and by short, i mean like literally 2min clips of their past but such significant moments u immediately feel where they come from so kudos to the writer WELL PORTRAYED)

it was such a breath of fresh air honestly

gojo

GO

JO

PLE A SE I-

LIKE DADDY chill

WHY IS HE SO POWERFUL????

WHO ALLOWED HIM TO HAVE SO MUCH CONFIDENCE?????

AND WHYYY DOES HE SIT LIKE THAT???????????

BUT AM I MAD 💢😡 ?!?!?!?!!

id let this guy mansplain manspread manipulate manage manhandle me SO FAST😤😤😩😩

he's basically that overpowered, overwhelmingly significant character in a story but it's executed so perfectly that im not even upset i demand more of his single-celled dumb ass

oh U can shoot weird purple curse balls stand on the neck of really powerful curses defeat any enemy break barriers threaten the elders & still look undefeatable?? we STAN

he owned every scene he was in ngl wish he owned me 2 tho i wanna get trapped in his infinity ♾️ bro pls

me tastin' that dick

him basically adopting megumi and raising him i-

him lowkey threatening to slaughter the entire upper echelon of his community bcs the student he's known for like a day died for 2 secs

he's the most powerful jujutsu sorcerer alive but everyone who knows him or has ever met him (nanami) is like pls just

there's so much to appreciate

Nanami boi im

i want him to ratio this body to find the quickest way to orgasm bcs-

KINNNG 👑

lowkey ship him with that baker girl

the notion of Sebastian Stan and Jennifer Lawrence existing in the same universe as jujutsu kaisen is wild to me but godmn hilarious

the blonde girl on her broomstick likes the winter soldier lmaoooo same

"what's your type of woman?" BRUUZEEEEEER

Todo was such a wholesome character

👏 that curse 👏 thick boiiii 👏

OKAY SO some things about CERTAIN technicalities regarding techniques

I think my ONLY issue in the anime is that the power of ones Curse is never really explained properly

How do they develop different kinds

Where does it originate from

How are some people born with curse energies and some arent

Like yuji learns them on the spot and it's a bit jarring bcs as the viewers we're still learning the extent and classes of curses and curse users AND JUST NEW ABILITIES KEEP POPPIN UP all, "there's this cool trick did u know about it?" oh and for the sake of the plot, "i can now totally do this" (ones domain becoming weak from exterior force acting upon it rather than an interior force acting upon it from within) a convenience that popped out of nowhere it makes sense, but wish abilities were explained better, so the build up is more rewarding? the black flash for example, with yujis powerful ability coupled with his curse dragging a split moment behind his initial attack, shouldnt he already be accessing the point-break of his attack colliding with the curse energy of his foe? what i didn't understand is, does one have to focus on that point of collision for it to activate and force ones energy into it? I DONT GET IT I SWEAR IM NOT DUMB unless it's been explained and i completely missed it

Gojos infinity ♾️ I love it but why can't others use the same technique? Or is it only singular to Gojo, bcs if so, it's never really said? How does one just .. create new abilities like that

The students are in high school but there aren't any classes?? I get the whole on-field, hands-on lessons/missions to get recommended and move to higher grades, but NOTHING ABOUT curses and their history for newbies to learn from?? Alright my bad

that area is still a bit blurry to me but i haven't read the manga and just joined the fandom so i guess ill learn new things as i thirst along or if somebody could PLS explain lmao

OTHER THAN THAT

I loved the animation, it was so fluid and the motions were executed so flawlessly

the action scenes were rewarding and delivered it's intended blows and full of emotion at times that i 🥺🥺

the comedy's everything??? megumi and yujis chemistry was so heartwarming and hilarious GOD don't become enemies/rivals pls lmao SPEAKING OF, the times i thought they would esp when yuji surpasses megumi, the anime takes a whole new approach where there's no enmity just healthy acknowledgement of their friends growth and how focusing on themselves better might help them achieve their own full potential, as seen when megumi activates his shadow domain after an eye-opening talk with gojo

such healthy displays of being teammates

after watching animes where two besties start challenging one another so aggressively after one surpasses them, this was just...we see u and we APPRECIATE

i know u guys know what im talking about when i say WHEN CHARACTERS GET INTO EACH OTHERS' PERSONAL SPACE LIKE THEYRE ALMOST ABOUT TO KISS

I KNOW U GUYS KNOW IM NOT INSANE

the subtlety of the motions, peoples reactive facial expressions, it's just so real??? like,,,, when gojo meets yuji for the first time, as he's talking he gets into yujis personal space all suave and yujis like "omgg im nervous??" 💖

OVERALL

i can't wait for the second season

also WHERES THE MOVIE I WANT TO WATCH THE MOVIE SO BAD BUT ITS NOT AVAILABLE YET????????

the will to survive has never been stronger

wow this was TOO LONG a review but oh well it's one of my FAVS animes now 😤💖

[ichigoromi]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐘𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 | 𝐉𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

Itadori has high EQ. He may not be the brightest kid, but he has high EQ that allows him to relate to people and understand you when others don't.

I hope this headcanon turns out okay.

Warning(s): tons of fluff. I used she/her pronouns.

Enjoy~!

Itadori Yuji

You are confident in your abilities and yourself.

Many of your classmates back in middle school viewed you as arrogant, cocky and overconfident.

People tend to misjudge you for the first time they met you and avoid you.

Not Itadori.

He approached you and took the time to become your friend.

However, you got ostracised by schoolmates more and more.

During the last year of middle school, you suddenly disappeared, and nobody knows where you went.

Itadori was the most upset that you left without even saying goodbye to him since he treated you like his best friend, and he has feelings for you as well.

The truth was that your abilities at that time were getting out of hand, and your family sold you to the Gojo family.

Gojo Satoru, the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, took you in as his adoptive sibling and trained you to control your abilities.

He would send you and Megumi out together on missions to gain experiences and learn from your mistakes.

When you return from your overseas mission, you were shocked to find Itadori enrolling in Tokyo Jujustu High.

He was excited to see you, and without warning, he ran into you and hug you.

Megumi watches in amusement as you blushed deeply as Itadori pulled on your cheeks and asked about how you disappeared.

You were a grade 1 sorcerer in year 1 and could further rank up if your abilities improved beyond your potential.

Itadori was shocked that you left to become a jujutsu sorcerer and was shocked that you now shared the same surname as Gojo.

For the first few weeks, you ignored him, and he could not take it.

He confronts you, and you told him you were not a good person to be around.

To him, you are a good person that wants to help but often misunderstood.

He cups your face and finally kisses you and tells you you are a kind person and is not evil, no matter what others say.

He just took your first kiss.

And for that, you avoided him again, no on purpose, but you had an overseas mission to go to.

When you were gone, he was busy learning about the jujutsu world, and during one of his free days, he met up with his middle school classmates.

The meeting was going well, and he mentioned that he is currently going to the same school as you.

And it turns sour. They started badmouthing you in front of him, and he could not let them badmouth you anymore.

Itadori stood up from the table, and everyone went silent.

"Stop badmouthing y/n. Y/n is a good person with a kind heart that helps people. Whatever you guys are saying about her, she's not like that. If you guys continue to badmouth y/n, let's not talk anymore."

He walks out of the cafe, still upset that his friends misunderstood your personality.

You were in town, with a few shopping bags in your arms and souvenirs for everyone back in school.

His eyes light up as he spotted you outside a store, looking at the clothes by the window.

"Y/N! You are back!" He pulls you into his chest, gaining some stares from strangers. You blushed deeply as he pulls away and cups your face, and checks your face for injuries.

He smiles when he sees no injuries on you.

"Do you wanna get some crepes? I saw one food truck selling it; I know you love the sweet crepe." He saw you hesitate, and he took your hands in his and pulls you towards the direction of the food truck.

He was still feeling down from the earlier interactions with his friends but seeing you made his day slightly better.

You waited under the shade while he went to get the crepes for you two.

"Strawberry cream crepe for you~." You thanked him and dig into the soft crepe filled with fresh strawberries and sweet cream.

He smiled in content as you enjoyed the sweet treat. Itadori loves watching you enjoy any food that you are eating. He knows what you love and the food that you dislike.

"Eh, why do you eat like a kid? Come here." You leaned forward, and he gently wipes off the cream on the corner of your lips with his thumb and cleans the cream off by eating it.

Your cheeks were flushed by his action, and silently finished your crepe.

Then you remember how he was in a bad mood before pulling you away to get some crepes.

"Yuji, why were you in a bad mood just now?" You asked him, and he sighed and leans his head on your shoulder.

"I met up with some old friends from middle school, and they were badmouthing you in front of me. They misunderstood you and were talking badly about you." You let out a laugh at his reasoning. He pouts at you.

He was too pure for this world.

"Yuji, it's okay but thank you for standing up for me. I'm used to those kinds of harsh words. You don't have to break up your friendships with them over me." You pat his head, and he sigh.

"How could I not stand up for you? You're a good person that always gets misunderstood by others. It hurts me that people viewed you as a person with no morals..." His smile fell, and you wrap your arm around his waist and leans your head on his chest.

He stiffens but relaxes when he feels you giggling in his chest.

"You are way too nice to me. Hmm, I guess which is one of the reasons that I like you too." You sneakily confessed.

"Wait, what? You like me? Like as in more than friends?" He pulls away from the hug and stares at you in shock.

"Hmm, how about you figure out which 'like' I'm talking about? Thanks for the crepe."

Itadori blushed and cheered loudly, garnering strange stares from others. His feelings are returned, his crush likes him!

Yay! I'm done with this headcanon! Itadori is so cute and fluffy! I really like him as a comfort character and his smile absolutely makes my day! I hope you guys enjoy reading this headcanon as much as I enjoy writing this.

Thank you for reading!

Stay safe and healthy!

With love,

Rosalie🍓

[jujutsu-headcanons]

Yes to Yuji wrecking Mahito! Just so much yes my boy needs to avenge those wrongfully killed!

See I wanted Geto to be on my shit list (as I'm not normally a bad guy lover) but I swear he wore me down reading the manga. Plus he's just so pretty he makes my brain all static noises 😳 Not to mention that backstory between him and Gojo like YES give me all the drama I need buried drama 🤩

Totally agree on the Mai thing. See I wanted to hate Todo too bc of well him beating on Megumi but the moment him and Yuji were just like "Big Dumb Meat Heads" together I threw that out the window! Those two together are *chefs kiss* Absolutely stupendous I never get tired of them 👌👌👌

Mai on the other hand is just crawling more and more under my skin. Like why you gotta be like that gurl? You wanna go in the crusty corner with Mahito? Cuz you gotta crusty attitude that needs fixing like yesterday 😐

Literary brain tells me it wants more drama/character growth between Megumi and Toji. But my useless overly big heart wants to punch Toji and protect Megumi at all costs bc he just showed up on the screen like the kool aid man and burst right into my heart and I shan't forgive Megumi for that but now I will die for him so ¯\_( ツ)_/¯

But I'm not the only one who lowkey fantasizes about self inserty type day dreams??? Like every day all day I got my thoughts flowing into 500 different lil oneshots I'm too chicken to post anywhere bc I havent written anything in a while and I feel I'm rusty. But your idea! YOUR IDEA WOO BOI- I'm not even a Gojo fanatic (like I adore him but my heart dick thudded elsewhere RIP) but that scene you described of straddling him just to rip his blindfold off in the heat of an arguement that's clearly deadly to either party- Just to see him on the brink of tears fighting back every emotion to slate his composure to cocky/uncaring. Only to have it obviously failing, and the metaphorical reality around you both crumbling along with Gojo's emotional state- Oh God I would read that crap outta something like that. It fills me with the angst and I thrive on it daily *heavy breathing* You should think about posting more of your original content too! Self inserty or not bc that sounds down right brilliant on so many levels

💛anon

Bro I can't help but feel had for Gojo. That shit must have hurted. Like he looked so calm and collected when it all happened but was he really? His best friend potential lover went feral and murdered an entire village AND his family then he tried to kill his first years once and now AGAIN what is happening. Did you see the look on Gojo's face when Yaga told him he went rogue? That was a face of hurt and betrayal he couldn't even begin to understand at the young age of... What was it, 17? 18? He was practically a little itty bitty baby compared to now. I haven't read the prequel yet don't laugh at me but I've heard it hurts so much worse having to face Getou back then AND now. Stupid brain worms, stop fucking around.

I wanted to hate Todo too hut before he even turned good I couldn't. I have a thing for big buff boys who have zero brains and too much brawns I'm looking at you Metal Bat, Captain Ōbi I just wanna adopt/marry them because in all reality they're trying their best. I'm really glad Todo exists and has his big brother delusion because honestly I think that's something Yuji needs, especially in the current arc. Yuji needs as much support as he can get.

PFFFT CRUST CORNER I cannot with you omg they do need to sit on the time out chair for s bit and think about what they've done lmaooo

DID YOU CALL TOJI ZENIN- FUSHIGURO THE FUCKING KOOL AID MAN AHAHAHHHSH oh my god i hate this so fucking much or were you calling Megumi the koolaid man bc really each one is absurd n e wayz I dunno bro I rlly can't wait until Megs wakes up post Shibuya arc and actually has time to process what the fuck happened to him back then. I really want to know if he can connect the dots by himself and realize holy shit that was the source of my daddy issues right there in the flesh and how he reacts to him being a curse and all that. There's so many ways that can go too it's scary to think about.

Low key unrelated but I have a theory that Gojo can see everything from his little cube prison and knows what's going on. Its probably because of the six eyes, or because he's just fucking Gojo, or even because Geto seems kinda sadistic and would do something like that. But I can imagine him watching Megs and Toji fight and it absolutely destroying him. For starters, Gojo killed him .... Right? Wtf is he doing back? What? Second don't commit suicide in front of your kid oh my god Toji what (I'm probably just salty because of a past experience, but also, calm down Toji oh my god) and third I can see it hurting Gojo because in a way it feels like he's been trying to protect Megumi. Its obvious Gojo has this attachment to Megumi, and maybe it's because they've known each other so long, but I don't think Gojo is prepared to deal with the aftermath. Does he have to tell him, if Megs doesn't put the pieces together? Will he have to knock some sense into him to actually tell him? Because he DID try to tell Megs once before and he avoided it like the plague. Its also gotta hurt when you feel like someone's dad and you witness them have a bad interaction with their other dad.

Throw in his daughter being on the brink of death, his other son being emotionally demolished, his second year kids lost in the void and not even his void, his best friend locked him in a box, his other best friend exploded, etc. I think Gojo I pretty distraught even if he doesn't show it

Bro okay my brain is riddled with ideas like this and 90% of them are always angst. Idk where tf they come from half the time but they exist and I hate it. They're always self inserts too.

So I actually read this ask last night, but due to personal reasons I didn't reply to it now, and I actually started experimenting writing out this scenario. I had to stop when I wrote the line "Approximately one year after the first finger was consumed, Itadori Yūji was formally executed. At three minutes to midnight, Sukuna Ryomen was expelled from his body, destroying the vessel along with it. The executioner was none other than the teenager's teacher and mentor Gojo Satoru. When Y/N awoke to this news, they attacked on sight."

Oh god I made myself so sad with that line

And i do really want to post some of my fics, like I did with Nobara Meeting Sukuna For The First Time. However, I only posted that because it was short and simple lmao it was basically just a meme I didn't even run it though grammarly like I do with the headcanons.

I like sticking to the headcanons as of right now because I feel like grammar didn't exist when I make those. I can spell things wrong and leave off punctuation and word then like I'm a third grader just learning English and no one will laugh lmao. Fanfics kinda stress me out because i want them to be perfect. I also have a hard time with fight scenes and transitioning and it's s mess.

I REALLY want to write out my Guardian Angel! Junpei AU because I think it's so cute. Just the idea that this boy is assigned to fight against fate and the higher ups and keep Yuji alive despite him being an idiot and a target is cute to me. Like I just canon him being the plantonic equivalent of in love with this boy and he feels like he rlly owes it to Yuji for trying to save him it's the LEAST he can do. Plus I need the mental imagine if Junpei annoying reader-chan into finding Yuji because "they play a pivotal role in Yuji's future" just for the "pivotal role" to literally be playing therapist and just being there for him and being a medium between Junpei and Yuji because guardian angels aren't allowed to reveal themselves to the person they're guarding but also/// he might risk his wings being stripped just to talk to Yuji one more time////

Okay I'm going to stop now

But yea, maybe if I have time and create little mini works like Nobara Meeting Sukuna For the First Time I'll def post them! I'll work on casually making them longer and soon I'll be confident to posts longer ones. But until then I hope just the headcanons at alright ;-;

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Hii I missed u so much wtf why is school preventing me from talking to my favorite person smh 😤😤

Yes!! Dude mio is so cute I don't trust people who don't like him.

Also now I'm more curious what kind of experience do u have with infps 👀 or u can just ignore this if you feel uncomfortable with answering, it's no problem😌♡

But how have u been??

aww hi, I missed you too.

my experience with infps..hm. I'd say, generally I've noticed I usually have a lot of introverted friends, barely any extroverted ones tbh. I'm that person who adopts the introverts. one part where I kinda related to yuji, was that I think I would have befriended Junpei too. or well, we maybe would've gotten along. (at least) two of my best friends are infps, also know a few intps. so i feel like it is a pattern by now, I like infps or like the characterization of infps, kind of naturally have a protective sense for them but we seem to get along well.

life's really a mess now tbh, it's also that I know it will only get messier or well, there'll be even more change. I'm kinda feeling lonely tbh idk, I've been terribly, touch starved the past days. and the first exams are coming around and I'm really losing my mind rn, I already wanna leave damn. I'm just trying to survive-

very anxious about this shit but I'll be glad to have it over in summer. then at least I'll be exam free for three years.

brought some of my poetry.

how have you been?

btw what are your favorite subjects and mbtis?