#megumi would sit in baby’s room and feed them if you needed a shower

[literaila]

okay but like do you think gojo and oc would ever have a baby of their own, giving tsumiki and megumi a sibling, or are their adopted children enough?

sometimes i like to think oc would agree to become a teacher just to feel like all her students are also her babies.

i am personally of the belief that satoru wants a million children. and he says this, verbatim, when you get together.

“oh, just by the way we’re having ten kids, kay, love ya!”

but then there’s the fact that he doesn’t care where they come from. biological children, adopted children, curse wombs, mahito’s silly little transfigured humans… you got ‘em, he’ll take them.

you, on the other hand, have always been… wary about kids. i mean there’s no doubt that you adore them, think they’re precious little angels to be bestowed on only the best of beings—i mean, really, the reason satoru sought you out to help with megumi and tsumiki is because he knew you liked kids.

still… there’s that doubt, that worry that you could never be enough for a child. that you could never give them a childhood that you wanted and deserved.

teenage you is the gloomiest of them all, and if you asked her, she’d probably say no.

but then a stupid man brought home two children unannounced and swore he was going to help with them (he does… occasionally).

so, without warning, you gets the kids you’ve always (secretly) dreamed of. and who could ask for more than megumi and tsumiki, really? who even could?

(so obviously that fear is quickly washed away. i mean, there’s days, weeks, months of doubts where you’re sure that you’re doing everything wrong. sure that megumi is never going to be able to live in society as a normal human being, and that tsumiki is going to suffer from her soft, easygoing heart.

luckily satoru is also there to prove that if you think you’re doing anything wrong, he’s doing it ten times worse.

and sometimes he sweet talks you. but only for the rewards, of course.

you both learn that parenting is less about being perfect than adapting to the needs of the tiny beings, bending at their every will…)

still, even though you love megumi and tsumiki like they’ve crawled into your veins and strained all livelihood from you, having your own biological kids is a bit different.

satoru is all for it, no doubt, but he doesn’t push. he understands your hesitation—especially with how difficult everything’s become as the kids get older. the increase in curses, the rising fear that the world isn’t a safe place as is, and could never be a safe place for another baby.

(but don’t expect him not to stare at you when you’re helping a lost little girl across the street. or holding the baby of a friend. really, he’s just reminiscing… he’s not planning anything… probably…)

though, it doesn’t help either of you that satoru teaches the first years. in hindsight, you shouldn’t have let him make that decision, but it’s too late now.

satoru tries to bring every student home. even if they’ve got two healthy, loving parents—he’s calling a lawyer to draw up legal paperwork the moment yaga tells him there’s a new student about to come to jujutsu high.

what? the house is big enough for a guest, isn’t it? why do you think satoru was so pushy for all of those extra bedrooms?

(and you’ll scold him when there’s a another place set at the table. you’ll ask megumi to show the new student around the house, pointedly, and then you’ll make him recite the lengthy list of things he’s not supposed to do with every kid he meets (again)

but really, you don’t mind.

you’ve always thought that hearts were rather expandable things, and your son and daughter have only proven that fact.

and there’s a little part of you that can’t deny the admiration you have for satoru. his need to coddle every student of his, to comfort them endlessly, even if they don’t want it.

if you had to guess, you’d say that satoru’s heart is the stretchiest.

so you only tug on his hair a little. and then you’ll sit right next to him at dinner, letting him hold your hand under the table).

and there’s been a couple of times where you bring someone of your own home. just as a little payback, of course. no other reason….

[lemonlover1110]

Baby Steps

Satoru Gojo

[Chapter 27] Gojo's Twenty-Second Birthday

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You don’t give Satoru a response to his proposal. It was mainly a joke, and you’re taken back by it all. Maybe it wasn’t the right call on his part to pull out the ring, when you were so clearly joking. However, the response wasn’t so bad. You simply said that you needed time to think about it.

You haven’t even told him that you love him (even though you know you do, you just haven’t found the courage to tell him), so maybe marriage is a big step. You blame yourself for the joke though. You can say that you agreed to be his girlfriend. But you’ll be pondering on the marriage proposal. He makes sure to not take it to heart, at least you wake up with his arm wrapped around you.

You don’t want to get up so early but you hear your baby crying and Satoru seems to be knocked out. You get his arm off you and get up to get Seiji out of his crib. 

To start off your day with your baby, you feed him, you change his diaper, before you go back to your bedroom to wake up Satoru. It doesn’t take too much effort to get to wake up, when he sits up, he rubs his eyes as he gets adjusted to the light. He sees a stinky drooling baby being held up by his mother, and a smile comes to his face. That’s his stinky drooling baby.

“Will you take him while I start getting ready for the day?” You ask him, and he doesn’t waste a minute taking Seiji from your hands. He stands up and walks to Seiji’s nursery while you go to the bathroom that’s attached to your room.

While you take a quick shower, you feel as if you’re forgetting something, but you can’t quite put your finger on it. You hear yelling when you’re out of the bathroom, Satoru telling Tsumiki and Megumi that it’s way too early to argue. It makes you laugh.

You grab your phone from your nightstand and check the date. And it hits you. You put on the cutest outfit that you can find and then run to Satoru who’s in the kitchen. He has Seiji strapped to his chest, which doesn’t really surprise you since it’s a common sight. You kiss his exposed shoulder when you walk past him in the kitchen and you tell him, “Happy birthday, Satoru. I love you.”

“What did you say?” His eyes widen as he turns to look at you. There’s a smirk on your face and you try to hide it from him. He walks over to you, to try and hug you but it doesn’t quite work out because it ends up with Seiji getting squished. So instead he leans down and tries to kiss you, but you put your hand over his mouth.

“Did you brush your teeth?” You ask and he nods his head. You then peck his lips. You look down at Seiji who is looking down, drool falling from his mouth before he puts his fingers between his gums.

“I love you too.” He responds, and you both stare at each other for a moment; and you feel your heart skip a beat. You smile at each other before you tell him,

“Go clean up Seiji, baby boy is making a mess.” You inform Satoru who hums in response. 

“And put on a shirt while you’re at it!” Megumi yells from the living room, causing you to laugh.

-

You do grocery shopping with Seiji and the kids when Satoru is called into work. He leaves his card and you make a list of everything you need. Your most important item on the list is a cake, and some candles. Apart from that, you don’t really care about your list.

Megumi fills up the cart with junk food, and you don’t have the heart to tell him no. It isn’t smart considering you’re supposed to discipline him and whatnot, but you really don’t mind getting whatever food he wants, even if it’s extremely sugary and unhealthy.

“Which cake do you think Satoru would like?” You ask, looking over all the delicious cakes. Tsumiki is staring at the one with strawberries on the top while Megumi’s mouth salivates at a chocolate cake. They point at the cakes they want, and you end up picking neither of them. And while picking out a cake, you get excited as you think about how you’ll come back here to buy one for Seiji– Who is currently sucking his hand. You scrunch up your nose slightly disgusted, before you put the pacifier in his mouth.

One thing that you’ve noticed is that a lot of people will suddenly approach you to look at Seiji. Worst of all is that they think they can put your hands on your baby, and you’ve lost count of all the old ladies that you’ve had to stop from touching your baby. You wonder what Satoru does when he takes Seiji out grocery shopping. You love watching Tsumiki be overprotective, trying to tell the older women to leave Seiji alone– Same thing with Megumi, but Megumi is meaner about it, straight up saying, “Don’t put your filthy hands on Seiji.”

When you get home, you give Seiji a bath before you put him down for a nap. You begin to set up the place to surprise Satoru, which you aren’t having too much fun with when you’re blowing up balloons. You’re not sure if Satoru will even appreciate this, and you’re frankly not so sure that you’re doing a great job. Tsumiki tries to help you out as well, and you two try your best to make the place look presentable.

You have a banner that says happy birthday, and some balloons taped together. It’s nothing too fancy or impressive, but you hope it’s good enough for Satoru. You patiently wait for the man to show up, while you sit back on the couch and relax, which is an activity that you rarely do.

Something that you absolutely hate about Satoru is how quiet he can be. When he puts his hands on your shoulders, you jump in your seat. You look up to find him looking down at you. There’s a smile on his lips, and you so badly want to smile back at him but you can’t. Your heart is racing after the scare. 

“Do you like the decorations?” You ask him, and he takes a look around. He hums in response. 

“Did you do all of this?” He replies.

“No, Seiji did.” You joke, and you’re not able to contain your laughter. He laughs as well. He takes a seat beside you on the couch, and he throws his arm over you, making you lean your head on his shoulder, “Tsumiki helped me. I know it’s not all that great but we tried our best.”

“I love it.” He tells you, pressing a kiss on the top of your head. “And you’re the sweetest for doing this. Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it.” You respond. You enjoy the moment, appreciating the rare silence that occurs. You know it’ll be interrupted in a second, eventually Tsumiki will yell at Megumi because she finds a beheaded doll, or Megumi simply arguing with Tsumiki.

You enjoy each other’s presence, simply listening to each other's breathing. Until the fighting starts, and Satoru chuckles. He kisses the top of your head, “Where’s my baby boy?”

“He’s taking a nap.” You inform him. 

“You two better shut up before you wake the baby!” Satoru yells, which is ironic. After Satoru yells, Seiji begins to cry, and he curses himself before getting up from the couch and walking to the nursery to pick up his son.

You stand up and follow, leaning on the doorframe and watching as Satoru picks up baby Seiji from his crib. Seeing his father soothes the baby, and it brings the biggest smile to Satoru’s lips. Satoru kisses Seiji’s forehead, and he mutters, “You’re my greatest gift, Seiji.”

There’s a smile on your lips as this immense happiness consumes you. He’s the perfect man for you, the man that you want to wake up next to every single day of your life. You have no idea why it takes this moment to realize it.

Before he can notice you (at least you think he doesn’t notice you), you walk to the kitchen and look around for the ring that Satoru left. He claimed that if you wanted to put it on, you could simply grab it. And that’s what you do, pick up the ring and put it on your left ring finger.

“You want some mashed bananas, Seiji?” You hear as Satoru walks out of the nursery. You never really pictured him to be this kind of father, but he loves putting on a baby voice when he talks to his baby boy. Satoru is simply the sweetest and the most attentive father. Satoru puts Seiji in his highchair. “We have bananas, right? Don’t want him waiting for nothing.”

“We do have bananas.” You tell him, looking for one and handing it to him. That’s when light hits the ring, and reflects. A big smile comes to his lips when he notices it, and he freezes in his spot.

“Are you serious?” He asks, and you nod, returning the smile. His arms wrap around you and his lips go down to meet yours. He pulls away when he hears Seiji coo. “You want to be my wife?”

“I do.” You respond. You can’t help but look into each other’s eyes for a minute, until Seiji makes a whiny noise. “Mash the banana and give it to him before baby boy has a heart attack.”

“I will.” He nods, and he does as you tell him. You walk over to Seiji and give him the attention he wants, putting your palms over your face and then removing them. Peek-a-boo always works with him, causing him to burst into laughter. You manage to entertain him until Satoru puts the small plate on Seiji’s high chair. Satoru begins to feed the baby, and you just watch– While you’re usually sitting down to appreciate the small break, you can’t help but watch.

It’s not ideal, but you’re glad this is your life.

-

Singing happy birthday to Satoru is a rather awkward experience. Tsumiki is enthusiastic, Megumi is not so much, and you’re the balance between them. Satoru isn’t all that focused on that either way, he’s trying to clap his baby’s hands. Seiji sits on his lap, looking up at his father and then at the cake that’s in front of him with two candles lit up. 

When he blows out his candles, Satoru can confidently say this is the best birthday he’s ever had. He watches you as your finger picks up some frosting, and he has to turn off his infinity so you can put it on the tip of his nose. He laughs, tilting his head, “Really?”

“Do we get cake now?” Tsumiki asks, and you nod in response. You stand up to get the knife to cut the cake, and plates to serve them. Megumi claims that he won’t be eating because it wasn’t the cake he picked out, and the one that you got simply looks too sweet. 

“Are you sure you don’t want some, Megumi? You have to eat for Seiji since he won’t be eating any.” You comment, and he nods in response. He stands firm by his answer– In other words, he’s stubborn. Even when his eyes sparkle and his mouth salivates at the sight of the cake. 

“Can Seiji suck on the strawberry?” Satoru asks, grabbing one of the strawberries that decorates the cake.

“If you mush it up.” You respond, cutting a slice of the cake and putting it on a plate before giving it to Tsumiki. Satoru stands up, holding Seiji with one arm.

“Next year you better sing along with them, Seiji.” Satoru says, kissing the top of his baby’s head.

He’s sure that every passing year his birthday will get better and better.

[roscgcld]

HEADCANON + VARIOUS || after a mission

pronouns: them/they

note: besides Yuji and Nanami, everyone else’s storyline is going to happen AFTER Yuij ‘dies’ in the Cursed Womb Arch.

ITADORI YUJI 

feels like he’d just want to be wrapped up in your arms the moment he sees you after a long day away 

enjoys feeling you fuss over his wounds even after ieiri heals them up; how your fingers will caress them lightly as you tell him to be more careful when he’s on missions

ordering takeout for sure - he takes takeout as a reward after a successful mission, so you two will order the most unhealthy food you two are craving

along with all the snacks you two want - you’d get in house delivery of all the chips, candies, and soda cans you two want to have for the night

you two shower together - nothing sexual, he just wants you to baby him by helping him wash his hair whilst his hands just rest on your hips, feeling the warm skin under his rough hands whilst your hands washed off the sweat and grime off of him

 enjoys it when you’d towel dry his hair or blow dry it with your hair dryer; your fingers carding through the soft strands whilst he sat you down in his lap, smiling up at you like a love sick puppy

eventually sukuna would pop up and demand you give him some attention to, to which you just smile and stroke underneath his eye carefully with one hand whilst the other blow dried Yuji’s hair with the other hand

when the food arrives, you two will probably just curl up underneath his bed and watch a few movies on his computer while stuffing your face with the food

you’d end up feeding a few bites to sukuna as well, feeding the mouth on the side of yuji’s cheek and wiping his mouth for him - cause let’s be honest, sukuna wanna be babied too

after the meal, you two will go through the snacks slowly. or more so yuji going through it slowly; because let’s be real, boys got a huge appetite

you know better than to ask him about what happened earlier today - knowing that he was definitely fighting with his internal demons right now

well - unless he was fighting with sukuna; to that he would most likely just whine at you to talk to the cursed spirit until he shuts up. since sukuna, surprisingly enough, ‘tolerates’ you and listens to you when you tell him something or asks him to do something

after awhile you’d suggest to go to bed, to which you’ll gather him up in your arms and just cuddle him close; giving him all the affection he needs to try and clear his head

baby tries to not tell you everything that happened, since he didn’t want to become a burden. no matter how much you tell him to let you in, it takes him a lot of time to really let go of this habit - but all he needs is to feel your arms around him and everything just feels right 

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

will probably mull over what happened in silence, looking like he was on an entire different planet and not noticing when things happen around him

sometimes he stays up, even if his body was sore from the full day of fighting curses, staring out the window with a faraway look on his face

you’d wrap your arms around him from behind and rest your head on his shoulder; with your legs either folded beneath you or placed on either side of him and just hold him quietly

wouldn’t let go until you feel him lean into your touch before you’d reach your hand up play with his soft hair

if you press kisses along the side of his face and jaw? mans will melt against you and just closes his eyes as he accepts the warm and love you shower onto him

slowly you’d coax him to go and take a bath, quietly sitting behind him to wash his hair whilst he just pulls you between his legs, face buried into your neck without saying anything

afterwards you’d probably end up cooking for him whilst he just stands behind you; maybe even helping you stir the food in the pan whilst you reached up the small cabinets that came in the kitchenette to grab the different spices, or while you grabbed the plates for you two 

you two would quietly eat, with him probably pushing his food around a lot since he was lost in his thoughts still

eventually you’d finish your plate and feed him quietly, making sure to keep your voice soft and loving as you coax him to eat

once the food was done and the dishes were put into the sink to wash tomorrow; you two will find yourselves wrapped up in each other’s arms, resting underneath his warm sheets

whispering soft nothings into his ear whilst you run your fingers through his hair gently, a gesture he always associates with you and with safety 

sometimes he’d ask you to tell him about your day, or read him a few chapters of the book you are currently reading; just so he can hear you talk

he doesn’t make any other sound, nor does he cry - he just sorts of lay there, warming his cold body as much as he can as he tries not to let his mind wonder far

all he needs is some reassurance, that you’re right here with him and that everything is going to slowly become alright once more. and even if they aren’t, he is not going to be alone to face it

soft whispers of ‘i love you’s and quiet words of praises are all he needs to feel the fear and tension leaving him in waves

KUGISAKI NOBARA

since she was at the hospital to treat her wounds, you basically dropped whatever you were doing and just ran straight towards the hospital with ieiri by your side

at first you let ieiri heal her up before you walk to her bedside, grabbing her hand in his before you press a soft kiss against her knuckles while you waited for her to wake up

when she finally did, and was caught up with everything, she fell into shock. she hadn’t expect to wake up after a mission only to find out that your classmate had basically been murdered by the cursed spirit that was leeching off of him

she would go silent, which was concerning to you since she enjoys to blab her little heart out - so this definitely get you concerned

when she is allow to go home for the evening, you made sure to stay by her side, talking to her in a soft and reassuring tone whilst she just nodded mutely

after awhile she’d try to put up this indifferent and strong front, forcing herself to try and act like nothing happened - trying to be her loud and cheerful self

but once the doors of her room was closed, her eyes watered once more as she slapped a hand over her mouth; her entire body shaking with the sobs she was trying to hold back

you’d just wrap her up your arms, letting her cry into your shoulder and cling onto you tightly; running your fingers through her hair as you whisper words of reassurance that you are right by her side

eventually you’d sit her down on the toilet seat, helping her wipe up since she can’t take normal baths until her wounds have healed up - making sure to keep your touch light and careful as you run the soapy sponge against her body

put her in your clothes, she had always said that being in your clothes and wrap her up in a blanket; before sitting her in your lap; running your hands along her arm soothingly

you’d probably end up cooking some ramen and dumplings, comfort food at its finest - and once the food was done, you’d serve both of you on the small dining table in the room

once the food was done and the dishes were washed, you’d put on some quiet music to play in the background; your lap definitely occupied by her once more

staying up until late of the night just talking about the most random of things - a new manga that appeared on shonen jump, some scandals that your favourite social media personalities get into, a new episode of an anime that you’ve recently watch 

even though she tries to put up a strong front with everyone, she is definitely hurting a lot more than she’s letting on. she just needs someone to be by her side, reassuring her that she did all she could, and that she wasn’t weak. it may be small, but your words and reassurance definitely makes her feel more relaxed and help her slowly close the wounds once more

GOJO SATORU

feel like you rarely see gojo that affected by a mission, or after hearing that one of his co workers have died on the line of duty. but this was different - this was his student, someone he vouched for and brought under his wing when the world is against him

for once he’d be silent, not making any jokes of comments as he just sat in the couch in your living room whilst you went about cooking a meal for the both of you 

eventually he’d admit that the ‘old farts’ got one step ahead of him, sending the students on a mission that they knew none of them would have stood a chance against

“guess in a way it was my fault too - since i did approve of it thinking that they are able to survive it.” gojo admitted with a tired sigh as he takes another bite of the food before him, causing you to glance over at him in concern. he rarely ever admits defeat like this

quietly he’d help with the dishes and the locking up of your shared home, which was freaking you out more and more since he is being so out of character right now

eventually you’ll ask if he wanted to take a shower together; which he agreed after a few seconds - so that’s how you fond yourself seated in a bathtub, quietly running your fingers through his soft white hair whilst he just rests his forehead against yours; bright blue eyes downcast the entire time 

when the water got cold you’d just coax him out of the bath before you two got dress, where you’d drag him to your shared bed where you just open your arms up for him 

wrap your arms and legs around him, letting him rest his head on your shoulder whilst you rest your cheek against his head softly, just letting him be babied for the night

running your fingers through his slightly damp hair after you tossed the blanket of your bed over him, asking him a few questions about his newest mission out of the country 

sometimes he’d entertain your questions, but his answers were definitely short and sometimes he’d even trail off half way in the middle; but you’d just hum and entertain his answers with a soft smile 

other times he just shakes his head softly and curl up closer into him, to which you just smile softly and told him that you two didn’t have to say anything; basking in the silence of your shared home

tracing soft shapes on his back, he finds that it makes him relax faster and make him sleepy as well; curling up closer to you like a child as for once, he slowly starts to fall asleep

even though he tries to act indifferent about it, you know that this mission that itadori’s sudden death rocked him to the core. it might even knock down his ego a little at the idea that he can’t protect the young boy that he had started to grow on him - but you’re there to just hold him and remind him that sometimes you can’t save everyone, no matter how hard you try

NANAMI KENTO

imagine when you hear your boyfriend taking his shoes off at the genkan at your home, turning the corner just to see your boyfriend walking into your shared home in a bloodied shirt

“what happened?!” you gasped in shock as you put the basket of freshly done laundry done, rushing towards him and carefully running your fingers over the bandage

“work injury.” he said simply before catching your wrists in his hands, giving you a loving but soft smile before he presses a soft kiss against your knuckles. “i’m fine, darling. nothing i can’t handle.”

you’d frown in concern but nod softly, letting him go to the bathroom to take a quick shower, since he wanted to wash off all the work grime off of him

you’d try to return to your task at hand, but you were clearly distracted and worried out of your mind - which is why eventually he found you in the laundry room and helped you with the rest of the folding when he realised you’re overthinking again

he’d suggest you two to order something instead of cooking, knowing that it was an excuse for you to cuddle him on the couch while you two wait for the meal

you took up the offer, and after placing your order in you curled up in his arms and asked him about everything that happened; to which he just told you about mahito and about the battle truthfully

you’d be worried and start to fuss over him once more, causing him to smile softly at how cute you looked whenever he gets hurt - no matter how big or small the wound is

after a simple meal you might offer to give him a massage, knowing that he enjoys one after a long day of work - so you’d ask him to lay down on your shared bed whilst you straddled the back of his thighs, starting to massage the kinks out of his body

he’d sigh in relief, letting you work your magic on him; occasioanlly asking you to use more force, guiding you where he felt stiff at, and letting out a groan when you press down on the point just right

when you’re down you’d let him turn around before you cuddle into his chest, just soaking in his familiar warmth and scent whilst he holds you close

usually he’s the one reassuring you, since he knows you are worried about his safety every time his phone rings

soft kisses are pressed on every patch of skin that can be reached - it doesn’t lead to anything, but nanami always lets out soft sighs whenever you’d pepper his face in kisses

all in all, many times you’d be the one who needs reassurance, since you are always worried about his wellbeing after he decided to return to the jujutsu world. but he reassures you that he’s alright, and makes sure to show you that he is not going anywhere, anytime soon

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