#satoru gojo — *·˚ ༘ ➳🍀

[astreids]

what could i have said to raise you from the dead !!!

alternatively — ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩ they hope to find you in every universe after this one.

jujutsu kaisen characters — ♡⊹°˖➴💌

warnings — ⋆｡°✩ the reader is dead !!!!!!! everyone is sad. mention of death (obv). all the pretty boys are sad. language.

author's note — ⋆｡°✩ this made me cry 😭😭😭 i hope u like :)

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[lanoslamp]

haiiii- um if your requests are open can you do gojo getting absolutely demolished by domtop m reader.... pls pls lots of praise and maybe a pink collar if you're ok with that? If not just ordering him around and degrading/humiliating gojo is fine (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ I am not too picky

Also, if you have an anon list, can I be 🕳️anon? If it's taken, I would like to be 🍀 or 🫚anon then!

Take your time and remember to take breaks (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ !!

ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴏʏ

note: I didn’t know if u wanted afab gojo, so I didn’t add afab lang in this lil’ drabble. I also cringed a lil making this fic so appreciate it 😕 I think I lost track but…. I may have been high making this so there’s many details I forgot… 🤭

warnings:: no beta read, we die like men. sexual content, praise, (undercover edging) collars, leashing, orgasm denial, humiliation, overstim, gojo’s infinity doesn’t work, you can’t find logic here sorry.. suffocation (???) no prep :(

synopsis:: the strongest gets a nice little reward for being a good boy.

“name…hngh, mph.. please..?” gojo pleads as you stroke his dick slowly, your rough palms sliding against the vein of his dick so nicely. it’s only been around 5 minutes, but it feels like it’s been hours. “just wait f’me, m’kay? if you hold it, I’ll give you a reward.” he nods his head, on the verge of tears from the pain coming from his red, angry cock. “doin’ so good for me… like the good boy you are.” you pick up the pace, stroking his cock faster, little by little. “please.. please, please..” you cover his slit, preventing any cum leaking out.

You smear his pre all over his tip before covering his slit again. “not yet.” you mumble, staring at his little cock in amusement as you notice his cock the same shade as his face, his cock twitching in your hand as you slow down, seeing how gojo’s cock twitches and turns from different paces, like you’re experimenting on him. gojo whines from frustration, moving to put his hand on his cock. you slap it away, looking at him with a dissatisfied expression.

you stop stroking him, letting go of his cock as he whines from the loss of buildup. “you want to cum? hm, gojo?” you ask him in a mocking tone, but gojo doesn’t even notice from the desperation to cum, I mean… hey, you can’t really blame him. he wanted to cum so bad, he couldn’t control it..!! he nods in a heartbeat, agreeing without hesitation. “mhm, wanna cum so badd..!”

you put a pink little collar on his neck, connecting the buckle before connecting a leash to the d-ring. “on all fours, baby.” gojo complies, getting on his hands and knees, facing the wall. You run your hand down his spine, gojo shivering from the touch, his back arching. you hold his hips and place before sliding your cock into his pretty pink hole slowly.

gojo whines at the intrusion in his hole, hiding his face in the sheets as you continue, bottoming out with a groan, while gojo whimpers into the sheets. his hole pulses around your cock, chains of curses and moans coming from his mouth.

you let out a sigh before grabbing the leash, holding the grip securely. you finally (to gojo) decide to move, your cock sliding in and out his ass nicely. his hole so welcoming, as if it was made for you, molded perfectly like a fleshlight. thinking about it gets you riled up, picking up the pace with each thrust. gojo mewls, gasping and moaning, each moan cutting off the other like little ‘ah, ah ah’s’

“hnn.. oh, right— right there..!” gojo spewed, a guttural moan forced from his mouth as you tugged on his collar with a leash, gojo came from only that, his semen staining his pretty pink gown. his hole squirms and clenches around you, as if he doesn’t want you to move not an inch. you smirk and continue your pace, wrapping the leash around your arm before pulling it.

the feeling— is one that of fear and bliss. one part of his mind is in a panic from the loss of oxygen. instinctively, he puts his hand up to his neck, and tears threaten to escape from his eyes. but then again, the other part is thinking about the overwhelming pleasure— you plowing him from behind. your pace— is almost poisonous. it’s slowly killing him.

oh fuck.

his dick twitches again before he cums again, his back arching so suddenly it starts to hurt. his eyes roll back into his head, pure ecstasy overlapping his thoughts. you let go of the leash before pulling out, letting gojo fall on the bed.

“why’d you give out? we have much more to do..” you turn him on his back, moving his right leg to his shoulder, getting in between his legs. gojo doesn’t even comprehend or realize what you’re about to do as he lets himself be handled by you.

you slide your cock back inside his ass before immediately gettting down to business before gojo finally realizes what you’re doing “w-wait..! no more..!” gojo exclaims, moving his legs and closing them “mm? I still haven’t came yet.” you said while moving his legs back. “be a good boy and take it, ‘kay?” gojo nods before wrapping his arm around your neck, positioning himself move comfortably.

“good boy..” you praise him before bottoming out again, this time moving with only a motive to cum, fucking him like he’s a sex doll of some sort. gojo cries out at the new angle, feeling as if you’re fucking him in the guts. you level yourself to his neck, assaulting his nape, leaving red and purple blotches after you’re done with each part of skin you’ve been working on.

girly squeals and cries escape gojo as you thrust your hips like a wild beast in heat. his hands bury themselves in your hair, tugging on each coil/string of hair as he whines from the overstimulation. tear-stained face, a red angry cock begging for attention, and a very tired gojo.

once again, he feels that tight, white coil of heat building in his belly, and it feels like with each thrust of your hips, you’re tugging on it, stretching it further, and further. his prostate? abused. everything feels raw, and gojo just can’t explain the feeling. but he’s snapped out of his trance when you hit his prostate, repeatedly nudging against it. the friction is just too much to handle!! gojo orgasms right there on the spot, the coil pulling back as it’s limit was reached, gojo’s back arching and his toes curling, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he reaches a state of absolutely nothing, but of bliss. his ass clenches around your cock, making you climax right after, your hips stuttering as you squeeze your eyes shut, biting your lip to contain a groan, but it slips right out.

after the both of you come down from your high, you wipe his tears before smiling at him “that’s my good boy.”

lanoslamp 2024. do not steal.

hand me the requests before the semester starts or else broken light bulbs will be shoved up asses like anal sex 😽

[poursomesunaonme]

Fuckin uhhhhhhhhhhhhh gojo, touch tank, and I guess nsfw?????

THIS IS ALSO SO SATORU CODED IM LOSING MY FUCKING MIANSDFALSD;FJASD;FJASLD;FJKDS;FJDA;SDKJFLASJGVIOGDFVMAEORF IM SIKC IM SICK IM SICK

cw: minors dni, oral (fem receiving), a little nibbling, goj is a menace pt 2093458, fingerin

"he's so pretty when he goes down on me / gold skinned, eager, baby blue shirt out the laundry / he tells me he's gentle when he wants to be / so i think he wants to be gentle with me"

“satoru?”

“hm?”  he grins, his lips pressed against your thigh.  his tongue slides out and you shiver as the flat of it trails against the sensitive skin.

“you look…”  you bite your lip, feeling heat rush to your cheeks (among other places).  “you look pretty… when you do that.”

“pretty?”  he pauses, his teeth just barely sinking into the meat of your thigh.  he pulls back from nearly taking a bite out of you.  “you think i’m pretty?”

“yeah.”  you grin and his face mirrors yours.  your fingers tangle in his soft hair.  “really pretty.  my pretty boy.”

“shit, baby,” he purrs, immediately moving to spread you open.  “if i’m pretty, what is this?  huh?”

you don’t answer.  you can’t, because his fingers are gone and his tongue is trailing up the seam of your cunt, dipping in between your folds to just barely skim over your clit.  your grip on his hair tightens and you attempt to pull him closer, to give you more than just that.

“if i’m pretty, you should see how you look right now.”  he hooks his hands behind your knees and loops your legs over his shoulders in one quick motion.  “with your eyebrows furrowed like that, your mouth open in that pretty little ‘o’...”  he sucks sharply on your clit, then squints at you with a grin.  “what’s that?  i think i can see my name in the back of your throat.”

you fight back a smile, chewing on your lower lip—the motion muffles a moan of, he guessed it, his name.  his tongue laves lazily over you now, his arms looping around your legs to dig into the meat of your thighs.  it grants you some stability, enough to weakly buck your hips against his face.

“so pretty,” he murmurs against you.  the motion of his lips and the vibrations of his words send waves of pleasures roiling through your body, dissolving into a seafoam of bliss.  

“satoru,” you keen, pulling him closer by the hair.  “please… more…”

“god you’re fucking gorgeous.”  your begging appealed to the merciful side of him, and he quits the teasingly slow motions of his tongue and opts to devour you.  your back arches up against the bed and you dare to look down at him.  

his eyebrows knit together as he focuses on bringing you to the climax, the lower half of his face (that you can see) is just covered in your arousal.  the crows feet settled next to his eyes and his teeth skimming against your clit indicate that he’s grinning at the sight he knows you see.

“whaddya gonna say, that i’m pretty?”

you stick your tongue in your cheek, trying to keep your composure as he adds a finger to the mix, drawing a loud cry from you.

“took the words… right outta my fuckin’ mouth.”

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[songsofadelaide]

Asleep Among Endives — Masterlist

"Asleep among endives,  now the world too closes its eyes, concealing us." — Asleep Among Endives, Ichiko Aoba

In a sorcery world where soulmates are identified by vibrant colours, it was a splash of blue that transformed your bleak and monochromatic life as the reluctant heir of your clan into something else entirely— a sorcerer of your own making, one with complete faith in her own abilities. 

For many years, the Koganei Clan of Tokyo's coveted Kin'iro no Namida failed to manifest in the long line of esteemed clan members, only to appear in you, a miracle child born from the branch family sworn to servitude. You were raised in the main family, albeit resentfully, due to the extraordinary circumstances of your birth. You found no joy in that life, though. 

In the summer of 1997, the fledgling clan head of the superpower Gojo Clan fancied you a playmate, one headstrong enough to disregard the warnings about befriending a little god who might ensnare you with a curse. When you first met the young Satoru, everything around you turned a lovely sky blue. Little did you know that the very same thing happened to him, and you painted his life in shining gold-like sunlight. 

In 2006, you entered the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College as a first-year student, the only healer in your class of three. You did not witness the devastation that forced Satoru to unlock his untapped potential when he was on the brink of death, the little god from your childhood now revered as the strongest sorcerer of your generation. 

While the tides of conflict threatened to pull you apart, an unstoppable gravitational force only seemed to draw the two of you together. Gojo Satoru was always destined to find you, his sun— and what better place for the sun to be than in the sky?

A canon-compliant soulmate fic spanning the many years of your relationship with Gojo Satoru— twilight, the sun, ordinary days, side by side. 

[A Gojo Satoru x Reader fic, ongoing]

cw/tw: childhood trauma, implied/referenced child abuse, more tags to be added

✾ Chapter List —

✾ Chapter 1 — Twilight ✾ Chapter 2 — The Sun ✾ Chapter 3 — Ordinary Days ✾ ~Interlude~ — In the Quiet

✾ Original Character Information

✾ AO3 Link

[cinammonelles]

ppl who miss gojo are so funny like sometimes I just stare at a chair and go "lavi sat on a chair once" and just dissociate

[leafybnuuy]

Source

[gojo-kisser-9000]

He hollow on my purple til I infinite void

[strawhatsoraya]

we met in spring ; a masterlist

*•.¸,¤°´✿.｡.:* 𝐖𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 *.:｡.✿`°¤,¸.•*

*•.¸♡ 𝚊 𝙶𝙾𝙹𝙾 𝚇 𝙵𝙴𝙼!𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝚇 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝙾 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 ♡¸.•*

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆: from PG to R (eventually with an appropriate time skip) 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: shoujo, teen romance, high school romance, enemies to friends to lovers, love triangle maybe, actually it's a polycule, fluff, angst, comedy, romcom vibes too, each update/chapter will have their own content warning. 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: TBD. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: mentions of depression, and bullying, mentions of death and violence, aside from that it should be pretty much fluff lol. i will make sure to have content warnings for each individualized update.

╰☆☆ 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪 ☆☆╮ : Y/N is quiet and reserved, content with being an outlier during her remaining years in High School. Gojo Satoru is loud and effervescent, hiding dark secrets nobody knows about, including from his best friend Getou Suguru. Y/N is adamant about staying out of Gojo Satoru's line of sight even though they're in the same year, happy to be a stranger but Gojo Satoru insists they have met before. He keeps the secret to their past meeting to himself, inciting Y/Ns curiosity, slowly pulling her into his world.

🍀𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓃𝑒 : [x]

🍀𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 two: [x]

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[cat3ch1sm]

💚~ watched jjk clips on yt and guess what? im thirsting over maki zenin again. why are animated women and irl women so beautiful bro. so here’s a little fic🥰

also happy may! school year is almost over and i couldn’t be more eager

this is x black!reader simply because i feel like it. <33 to my black followers y’all are the love of my life

♥*♡∞:｡.｡ black fem!reader, fluff<33

𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 <𝟑

🗒 🍀❛ summary~ you, the gang, nanami, and satoru are all out celebrating your one hundredth successful mission when maki gets a little too caught up in the moment. <33 ༉‧₊˚✧

Today was perfect.

The atmosphere was cheerful, the sky was sunny, and everybody was in a good mood- which was more than you could say most of the time. Except for Nanami- but that was to be expected. With Gojo having forced him to be there, of course he’d be sour.

The whole gang was at a beautiful outdoor restaurant called Restaurant Luke in Tokyo, an Italian joint. The first years, including you, had completed your fiftieth successful mission and decided to go out to celebrate. Gojo had rented out the entire sky lounge, and now here you all were, enjoying your freshly served food on the very roof of the place.

While before the food had been served everyone had been casually chatting, now it was silent as each and every one of you stared at Itadori in horror as he devoured his pasta from his plate before any of you had even picked up any utensils. His face wasn’t even visible behind the flying noodles, spraying tomato sauce all over you and Nobara, who had a beseeching look on her face as she scooted closer to you as much as possible in a futile attempt to avoid the mess. It was only after this has gone on for about two minutes and Itadori had already inhaled half the plate that he finally noticed that nobody else had even started eating. Confused, Itadori lifted his head from his plate and glanced around at the shocked faces before him. “What’re you all looking at me like that for?”

Nobara instantly went off. “Are you stupid? You just sprayed tomato sauce all over me and Y/N! The rest of us haven’t even touched our food yet?”

Itadori was quick to retort. “How is that my fault? If the food is good, I’m going to eat it!”

“And they’re off,” Megumi muttered from the other side of you. Quietly, he picked up his fork and began eating as well.

Gojo, leaning against the railing on the ledge of the area, was already cracking up while Nanami simply stared at the childish man from the corner of his eye. “Itadori, how did you even manage to get Nobara and Y/N that messed up?”

Itadori was defensive. “I didn’t mean to!”

Toge, sitting across the table from Itadori, looked apathetically from him to you and Nobara before simply saying, “Bonito flakes,” in an exasperated tone and delicately picking up his eating utensils.

Maki arched a brow at the mess Itadori had made of you and Nobara. “You guys know we literally just got here, right?”

“Okay, okay.” You stood up from your seat, pushing your food back from the edge of the table. “It’s fine. I’m just going to go clean off a bit.”

Nobara got up too, although more abruptly. “Yeah, me too. Thanks to him, Y/N and I look like we just slaughtered a pig.”

“That’s enough from you two,” Nanami cut in with a bored but firm tone before Itadori could respond. “Nobara, Y/N, go clean up and we’ll see you back in a moment.”

With that, the two of you went off, climbing down the stairs and heading inside of the restaurant to the bathroom. You both positioned yourselves in front of the sink, turning on the faucet and wetting paper towels to clean your skin and clothes off with.

“Ugh, no way Itadori got that shit in my hair,” Nobara groaned, annoyed. She ran the wet paper towel through her strands of brown hair roughly.

“Yeah, try getting it in your eyelashes,” you added, rubbing the paper towel over your eye with a frown. “Is it just me, or does Itadori have some really weird eating habits?”

Nobara sighed. “Between eating like a two-year-old and the fingers he also ate, it isn’t just you…”

You both finally managed to get the sauce from your clothes and body, tossing the paper towels into the trash can as you both headed out, although your hair was a bit damp and your clothes still had faint stains on them. Luckily, nobody seemed to notice when you two came back to the group. Everyone was eating now, and Itadori was not-so-subtly stealing meatballs from Nobara’s unattended plate.

“Itadori, get the hell away from my plate, you vulture!” Nobara rushed to her seat and swatted Itadori’s hand away, who put on a childish pout. “But I’m hungry!”

“Then maybe don’t devour your entire plate within two minutes next time,” Maki intoned dryly.

With a good-natured eye roll, you decided to get out of Nobara and Itadori’s way, instead going to stand beside Maki. You two had been dating for a few months now, but you’d been keeping it private because you both knew how your colleagues (and occasionally teachers, in Gojo’s case) acted.

Luckily, before Nobara and Itadori could start up again, a waitress appeared at your table, holding a basket of breadsticks in her hand. “How are you all enjoying your food?” she asked brightly.

Itadori instantly turned to face her. “It’s great!” Then he noticed the breadsticks she was holding. “Are those for us?” You could practically see the hunger in his eyes.

The waitress nodded cheerfully. “As a matter of fact, they are! Here you go.” She set the basket on the table, and it was all Megumi and Nobara could do to hold Itadori back from pouncing on the bread. Gojo seemed to find the whole display very amusing, while Nanami’s deadpan expression remained unchanged.

“I’m glad you all are finding your food satisfactory.” The waitress smiled and began to head back downstairs- but she made the mistake of passing by Gojo, and by the look in his eye you could tell he wasn’t up to any good.

“You know…” he leaned down to look at her name tag, purposely getting close to fluster the waitress, “You look absolutely gorgeous in that uniform.”

The waitress seemed caught off guard, but smiled anyway- and the second you saw the pink appear on her cheeks, you knew it was over. “Wow, that’s very kind of you…”

Nobara and Itadori may have been occupied with one another at the moment, but the rest of you were cringing into your capellini. The man really didn’t have any shame.

Despite the death stares the white-haired man was receiving from either end of the table, Gojo wasn’t done yet. “But you know what you’d look even more beautiful in?” He paused for dramatic effect. “My arms.”

“You have got to be kidding me,” Megumi muttered, averting his eyes from the scene. Inumaki simply raised a brow, while the dark shadow over Nanami’s face in that moment made him look genuinely scary.

The waitress was about to respond, but Nanami grabbed Gojo’s arm and yanked him abruptly back from the embarrassed waitress. “That’s enough out of you, Satoru. Stop flirting with the workers, you idiot, they have jobs to do.”

The waitress glanced at Nanami before scurrying off, and Gojo tugged his arm from Nanami’s grasp before letting out an exaggerated groan. “Look, Nanamin, just because you don’t have any game does r mean you need to throw me off of mine.”

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?”

“Oh, my god.” You buried your face in Maki’s neck, who laughed a little at your reaction and absently gave you what should’ve been a simple peck on the lips. But when you looked up again, the whole group seemed to have eyes on you.

At first, you were confused, thinking you’d done something weird without noticing. But after a few seconds, you realized: you and Maki had blown your cover.

Shit.

Itadori, as usual, was the first to break the silence, breadsticks seemingly forgotten. “Uh… am I seeing things or did Y/N and Maki just kiss?”

You were at a loss for words. “…maybe?” you answered, offering a sheepish smile.

“You two are together?” Megumi queried. He didn’t seem to feel much about it, he just seemed to want to know.

Maki managed to keep her composure despite the slip-up. “Yep,” she answered airily.

“Tuna,” Inumaki added.

Nobara was also floored. “Huh? You two are dating?!” She stood up from her chair and slammed an open palm down on the table. “And neither of you told me? For how long?!”

You stared at her hand on the table for a moment before tentatively looking back up at her. “Um… please relax.”

“Well?!”

Maki tossed her hands up in a surrendering gesture. “About eight months. Seriously, Kugisaki, calm down. It’s not that big a de-“

“Eight months?!”

You closed your eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath.

Gojo, as expected, reacted accordingly. “Awww, Maki and Y/N are dating?! That’s just adorable.” The tall man leaned in towards you both with a wide and playful grin, making Maki back up a little. “To be honest, I didn’t think Maki could even have romantic feelings for someone.”

Maki was not amused. “Seriously?”

“Well, why’d you keep it a secret?” Itadori wanted to know.

Now Nanami finally spoke up. “Because clearly you all reacted in a completely sane and mature way. Now can we please just eat our food and stop making more of a spectacle of ourselves than we already have?”

You breathed a sigh of relief at Nanami’s words- Gojo went back to irritating Nanami and flirting with passing waitresses, Nobara and Itadori resumed their usual (mostly) joking banter, and Megumi and Inumaki did just as Nanami said and quietly ate their food. But you were definitely not looking forward to the earful that you and Maki would surely get later from Nobara and Panda…

[sweetheartmotives]

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☆๑◇Masterlist◇๑☆

Micah, The yan Bartender:

First Appearance Pt.1

Jaakobah, Evil Yan Cupid!:

First Appearance

Harper, The yan Eagle Hybrid:

First Appearance

Damian, The yan deep diver:

First Appearance pt.1

Taiyō, the Yandere Cafe Host:

First Appearance Pt.1

Yumako, The yan magical girl:

First Appearance improved fic

Isla, the Platonic!Yandere witch:

First Appearance

Kaan, the yan vampire:

First Appearance Pt.1 Pt.2

Tomen, the Clumsy Yandere:

First Appearance pt 1

Kaden, the yan Stalker:

First Appearance pt.1

Apollo, the Yandere Otter Hybrid:

First Appearance

Yandere Arctic Fox Hybrid:

First Appearance

Yandere prince:

First Appearance

Semi-truck

Holiday specials:

Christmas, Valentine's Day,

Enjoy my yan oc dumps!

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Side notes:

I am no longer a writer for yans, sorry!! (；´_ゝ`)

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[kodaiki]

Wanting to talk to gege is so real Ong

Bro is the villain of jjk, bc idk how much more my heart can takeeee

On a better note, the way you write Satoru?!! Have me giggling and kicking my feet 🤭🤭

I’m super excited for the next part!!

-🍀

no fr,,, me and gege aboutta fight 🥊😠 EEEE that means so much !! i’m gen so intimidated of writing gojo bc he’s ✨IT BOY✨ so I don’t wanna screw up his characterization LMAO. so thank u so much for saying that !!!😛🤍 next part was just posted bby!

[astreids]

jujutsu kaisen !!!

multi characters — ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

what could i have said to raise you from the dead

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fushiguro megumi — ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

02:22

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itadori yuji — ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

( coming soon )

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nanami kento — ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

01:53

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satoru gojo — ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

( coming soon )

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suguru geto — ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

( coming soon )

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... more !!!

[beetlejuicyy]

꒰⁐⁐⁐୨Masterlist୧⁐⁐⁐꒱

🍀✨️🎀 find me on ao3 🎀✨️🍀

Jujutsu Kaisen

Series:

Eraser | modern! Sukuna x reader

One-shots: Ascension | True Form! Sukuna x Reader (18+)

The Hunt | True Form! Sukuna x Reader (18+)

Corruption (A Blessing for a Curse User) | Geto Suguru x Reader (18+)

Shorts (<1k):

Home | Satoru Gojo x Reader

Demon Slayer

Yearning | Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader (18+)

Shorts (~1k):

Regret | Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader

Attack on Titan

Misty | Levi Ackerman (x reader?)

Bada Lee

Bruises | Bada Lee x reader Losing touch | Bada Lee x reader Untouched | Bada Lee x reader The Winner Takes It All | Bada Lee x reader Payback (part 1) | Bada Lee x reader Possessive | Bada Lee x reader Unusual | Bada Lee x reader Exile | Bada Lee x reader

House of the Dragon

AFTERMATH | Aemond Targaryen x Reader Sweet breeze | Aemond Targaryen x reader

divider: @princessantisocial

[poursomesunaonme]

it’s me again and I’m gonna be here until you’re fucking SICK OF ME uh anyways gojo, itch, uuuuuuuhhhh and honestly I don’t mind whatever you wanna do with it but istg I can’t handle angst right now so please don’t do that to me

THIS SONG IS SO SATORU CODED IT MAKES ME SICKKKKK PLEASE

cw: smoochin, satoru is insufferable (as usual)

"although i'm oversaturated / know i'm earnest too / and i know i'm eager / but i can't fucking wait for the day that i finally get to kiss you"

you stare at the blue eyed freak, your mouth hanging open.  just a few seconds before, he quite literally materialized behind you, sang your name with a grin on his face, then pressed his lips to your ear, nearly purring, “wanna make out now?” to which you whirl around and push him away.

every day.  every day this has been your life (minus the him badgering you and making you nearly shit your pants by surprising you with his freaky technique popping into your space unannounced).  every day he asks to kiss you with a cheeky smirk and glossy lips.  and every day, you say no.

this time, however, is different.  this time, you’re too caught off guard to put it back up, to rebuild your walls around yourself at the man giving you cyan blue puppy eyes.  this time, you take too long to formulate a response, and he knows he has you in his clutches.  

“i’m not hearing a no,” he chuckles, leaning down to where his nose is nearly brushing against yours.  suddenly, you can’t breathe properly and your heart is pounding against your ribs.  suddenly the room feels too small and he feels too big and it feels like you’re moving in jello.  your teeth sandwich your lower lip and you fight back a smile at how silly it all is, about how belligerent he is, but… you don’t say no.

instead you close the distance between your faces and he instantly reaches to cup your face.  one of his hands remains and the other moves to circle your waist and pull you flush to him while he skims his tongue along your lower lip, asking for permission to deepen what he’s been waiting to do for months.

it’s ridiculous, actually, you speculate when his tongue starts to roam the inside of your mouth, just how long he’s wanted to kiss you.  you wish you could say that he had the decency to keep it to himself until you got closer, but it was literally the first meeting when you were bidding the friend group goodbye when he suggested “we should make out later.”  you would’ve found it flattering if you didn’t think he was absolutely insufferable.  if he hadn’t gotten your number from nanami’s phone and sent the first message “so… about that kiss?” then consequently named you “kissing buddy” in his contacts.

it was, and still is, insufferable, you think as that sweet, sweet clicking sound emanates from where your lips push and pull with each other, your heads tilting lazily as you take your time reveling in what he’s wanted for so long.  something crosses your mind and you pull back, laughing.

“what is it?”  he almost looks hurt when you pull away, his lips shiny and darkened.

“just… that stupid powerpoint you made for powerpoint night about all the reasons why we should make out.”  

he grins when he remembers the shitty presentation he put together as the “can we kiss” question of the day.  “so… did it have any truth to it?” you think that to the gojo satoru is the best kisser of the friend group slide, and you nod, reaching around to pull him down by the back of the neck into your lips once again.

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[songsofadelaide]

 ₊˚ʚ₊˚✧ ﾟ. 🎐 Gojo Satoru Masterlist

✦ Completed Fics Up The Winding Stairs (ao3) | The Loneliest Time (ao3) [WIP] [tumblr fic] | This City at Night

✦ Asleep Among Endives (Ongoing Series) — Masterlist Twilight, The Sun, Ordinary Days, Interlude— In the Quiet, Side by Side

✦ From Here to There (Ficlet Collection) rilakkuma stickers | fever dream | oranges | be cool | joined in a dream | luminescence

✦ Prompts you jealous? | that's my girl | phone calls | soccer boy | transactions | rules of engagement | favourite person | number one fan | my blood | guilty as sin | bottom of the basket | drunk words are sober thoughts | 02:19 | nostalgia

Please don't copy, plagiarise or repost my works to any other platforms. Your likes, replies, comments, and reblogs are always a delight to receive! ♡

[cinammonelles]

So we all agree that Gojo's jacket doubled as a binder