#satoruxreader

[himenoakuma]

Soo need some help here! I’m looking for a fanfic I read a while ago and of course can’t find now 🙄 it was gojo x reader/y/n basically it was about her making his first proper blindfold for him because she noticed him suffering with headaches and I just remember really loving it and the way it was written. I wish I could find it if anyone knows please let me know!

[thatonecoffeedemon]

I was wondering if anyone knew of a gojo x reader fic? I lost the one I was reading 😭

The reader was getting a break up where she was treated bad, she was geto’s younger sister, spent time at the house with gojo, spicy scenes ensue and he finds out her ex never treated her right or even really helped her feel good and proceeds to show her how it’s done. I think it included praise like “princess” and all

The end of it was reader walking around the house in gojo’s shirt and that’s how geto, when he gets there, realizes what happened

Does anyone know the fic??? I haven’t been able to find it, any help is appreciated!!! Updated below

UPDATE!!!!!!! Fic was found!!

[thephantomreader]

12 DAYS

By Nonoririn, on AO3

Summary:

In the aftermath of Shibuya, the Prison Realm was not lost to the void but pulled back from the edge of oblivion, shattered instead, releasing Satoru Gojo—broken, yet alive.

Now, time is his worst enemy. It is slipping away, as his students and allies fought a battle without him.

Time is the very thing he need the most. Time to recover. Time to become the force the world still needs.

And she is time.

[heirloomgem]

This is gonna be good😈 I can't wait for another good lovesickgojoxreader angst🤤

upcoming fic!

bringing back lovesick gojo because he will always be my baby

[tender-rosiey]

heyy, may i ask for a satoruxreader where its readers birthday and gojo and megumi are tryna bake a cake for reader? (ofc gojo has a backup cake that he bought just incase anything goes wrong cuz ofc its gojo what do you expect)

kind — gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: what do you guys do when people start singing happy bday? I just smile until my cheeks hurt 🥲 anyways this is set when megumi was still a kid

"megumi, wake up!" satoru yells as he slams the door of the boy's room open. naturally, he is met with one ruthless glare, but he rapidly tries to save himself, "before you get mad, look at the date!"

the boy grumbles before getting up and checking the calendar. his eyes widen at the 'y/n's birthday' written under the date. quickly, he scrambles to his feet and starts pulling satoru downstairs and towards the entrance.

"where are we going?" satoru inquires the rushing megumi.

megumi pauses then looks at him, confused and wondering just why is this guy so stupid, "to get the cake obviously."

satoru laughs loudly and starts shaking his head, "megumi, megumi, megumi…we are going to bake the cake ourselves!"

the boy in question pales at the suggestion and looks at his sister's room in hopes of her waking up and rescuing him. however, the girl does not get the telepathic waves her brother is sending and is still soundly asleep.

so megumi is then dragged by one very excited gojo satoru. satoru eagerly wears his apron—one that has a very proud catoru on it—then he helps megumi put his own. megumi’s apron has a chibi drawing of his divine dogs and no matter how much he denies it, it’s obvious that he likes it.

while satoru gets the ingredients, megumi is laying out the rules for today’s baking mission. satoru does glare at him every now and then but he can’t exactly complain. his experiences with baking are disasters that can't be ignored.

so naturally, the little boy was in charge of the measurements cause god forbid satoru does it.

“satoru, how the hell did you mess that up?!”

“y/n, it said two spoons!”

“TABLE SPOONS NOT TWO SPOONS FROM A FREAKING SPATULA, YOU SUGAR OBSSESSED—“

so no, satoru shall never touch something related to measurements. the both of them stand in front of the ingredients, determination radiating off of them.

satoru takes hold of the recipe and starts reading, “we need a cup of white sugar!”

nodding, megumi swiftly gets the cup and hands it to satoru.

satoru pours it in the bowl and megumi has to stop him from ‘taste-testing’. from there on, they start working in (partial) harmony—fighting every now and then with megumi almost losing his marbles over the supposed adult trying to eat something every minute.

after a bit, they are finally done with the dry ingredients, each of them sporting a handful of flour on his hair. megumi glares up at satoru, “you ruined my hair.”

“now you will look more like me and people won’t think that I kidnapped you!” satoru beams but megumi easily ignores him.

said boy grumbles and starts padding away to get the wet ingredients, doing his best to gather them in his arms and delivering them in one trip. satoru simply watches him with a little grin before asking, “say, what do you think of y/n?”

after putting the ingredients on the counter, megumi looks up at satoru, confused, “why do you ask?”

“I don’t know. I mean it’s obvious you like her more than me,” satoru fake sniffles—in megumi’s eyes it’s asking to be punched but oh well, “but, I want to hear you say it.”

satoru doesn’t expect him to answer so he doesn’t question any further.

satoru starts pouring the wet ingredients together. he starts humming a soft tune, your favorite song, and finally combining the ingredients together. he then hands megumi the bowl for him to mix the batter.

the boy silently does it. and they are left to bask in the silence, before megumi finally speaks up, “I think she is nice…probably one of the kindest people I have met.”

satoru smiles at him then laughs lightly, patting the boy’s head, “that’s good.”

when megumi is done with the mixing, he—with the help of gojo—pours the batter in the baking pan. megumi’s face is troubled for a moment before he looks at satoru, “you’re going to marry her, right?”

proudly, satoru nods, “was planning on doing it even before your little grumpy-self showed up.”

megumi watches satoru put the baking pan in the oven with ease. satoru then dusts his hands and megumi glares at him, “break her heart and I will fight you.”

satoru grins, frame towering over the boy, “you think you can win?”

the boy nods up at the white-haired man and gets into a fighting stance almost immediately, summoning his divine dogs. satoru quirks a brow and he seems like he is going to fight megumi as well, but, instead, he bends down to ruffle the boy’s hair.

normally, he would instantly swat his hand away, but right now, it catches megumi by surprise and he looks at satoru wide-eyed.

“you don’t have to worry about me breaking her heart.”

reluctantly, megumi looks down and mutters a small ‘good’.

after a long while, they hear your voice, “I am home!”

“Y/N!!!!!” your boyfriend screams the moment you step in. he tackles you into a very big hug and starts peppering your face in kisses, “how was your day?”

“it was okay,” you pat his head then you look at the boy, “hey, megumi! how’re you?”

megumi nods with a small smile and you chuckle before noticing what he is wearing, “what’s with the aprons, you guys?”

satoru, who hasn’t stopped kissing your cheek since you entered, replies excitedly, “we were trying cook something!”

you sweatdrop and nervously look at your boyfriend, “…and how did that turn out?”

“hey!” he huffs, “you need to have some faith in my cooking skills!”

“satoru, last time I did that you—“

“what’s that burning smell?” a sleepy tsumiki mumbles as she finally gets out of her room.

megumi and satoru share a look before satoru darts to the kitchen screaming about his masterpiece. you and the kids follow suit. when you enter, you find satoru on his knees—devastated and probably about to start act two of his ‘I am great cook’—with a very burnt cake in his hands.

tsumiki goes to pat the sad cook’s back while megumi grumbles, “I shouldn’t have unrealistic expectations anymore.”

you chuckle at the scene unfolding in front of you. however, you already find yourself walking towards satoru. he quickly throws himself into your embrace. rolling your eyes, you still rub his back to comfort him about his deceased cake.

what you don’t notice is satoru winking at megumi who gets the cue to close the lights.

you look around in the now dark room, “did the lights go out again?—“

satoru disappears from your arms and you hear rustling and whispers. however, it quickly quiets down and when the lights are back on, you’re met with quite the sight.

satoru, megumi, and tsumiki are all wearing birthday party hats. there is also a very humongous cake on the counter.

the cake has a miniature version of the four of you. mini megumi is noticeably grumpy with mini tsumiki having the sweetest smile on her face—just like the real one. mini satoru is latching onto your mini version who looks done with everything around her.

there are also towers of gifts distributed in the entire room.

but you barely have time to focus on them any further before satoru eagerly blows a birthday whistle and screaming out, “on my mark—three, two, one, go! happy birthday to you!”

the kids sing along—though megumi does it a little shyly.

overwhelmed, your eyes start to tear up and satoru’s feet naturally take him to you. his arm is around your waist as he pulls you close and continues singing for you.

megumi also makes his way to stand beside you with tsumiki tagging along. you lock eyes with satoru who smiles tenderly at you, singing, “happy birthday, dear y/n,” he presses a kiss right under your eye while wiping your tears, “happy birthday, y/n.”

“WOHOOO!” satoru loudly cheers and picks you up, twirling you around making you laugh. when he sets you down, he presses one loud smooch to your cheek once again.

tsumiki giggles before she quips, “blow the candle, y/n!”

your head snaps towards satoru who is already smirking at you. you narrow your eyes, “don’t you even dare. it’s my birthday!”

“really now?” he tilts his head before easily throwing you over his shoulder and quickly blowing out all the candles, ignoring your nonstop hitting of his back. he then starts spinning around and his laughter fills the room.

“SATORU, YOU’RE GOING TO DROP ME! STOP!”

“NEVERRRRR!”

meanwhile, megumi and tsumiki are left sighing at the scene in front of them.

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[berristreasuredlibrary]

Eyes on the Camera, Baby

Warnings: porn, porn, porn, age gap (not specified but it's there), reader is a camgirl/pornstar, SatoruxReader, SuguruxReader, SatoruxReaderxSuguru, KentoxReader, ShokoxReader (all pornstars), TojixReader (Toji is not a pornstar), Toji is not a broke hoe (yay!), all pairs will be in separate parts.

This post(s) contains: masturbation (both male and female), sex toys, filming (consensual on both ends), breath play, spit play, fingering (f! receiving), oral (both male and female receiving), cum eating, spanking, biting/kissing, hair pulling, temperature play (ice cubes), choking, impact play (light slapping, female receiving), degrading (whore, slut, etc.), praising (good girl, atta girl, etc.), pet names (angel, doll face, doll, sweetheart, baby, etc.), sir kink, size difference, manhandling, unprotected sex (stay safe out there guys 🫡), double penetration + plus more that I will put later on when they arise.

"Fuck, you're all so dirty." Your breathy moans fill the room as your fingers dive into your soaking pussy repeatedly, curving them slightly only to barely have them graze the spot you want to hit. Pouting softly, glossy lips full and tinted red, you bring your eyes up to your screen, reading the flooding comments as best you can, biting your lip when your thumb rubs against your clit.

"You want me to use my dildo? Mmm, fuck. Well, which one?" You smile so innocently, even as you bring your fingers out of your pussy and up to your lips, licking and sucking your sticky essence from the digits. Giggling, you watch as more comments pour in, different suggestions and demands, your computer dings with notifications of different tips you've earned so far.

"Oh? You guys want me to use my clear one? That one's too big though, hurts a little." You pout once more up at the camera, though your hand is already reaching for the clear dildo - a personal favorite if you're being honest - thick in girth and decently sized in length. While it is true that it's on the bigger side, your viewers know damn well it's not too big for you. They've watched you fuck yourself on it countless times, you have no problem when they suggest that specific dildo.

Huffing as you watch comments state just that, you eye the camera for a moment before settling on your tummy right in front of it, setting the dildo in front of you before parting your lips to let a glob of spit fall onto the tip. You hear more notifications come from your computer and bite back a smile, already anticipating your next expensive purchase.

Instead, you swirl your tongue over the head of your dildo, letting your saliva dribble down the toy before wrapping your lips around it and enveloping it in your mouth. Bobbing your head, you suck and swirl your tongue along the clear toy, coating it messily with your spit, your eyes never leaving the camera.

Comments flood your second screen, and your eyes flicker over for a moment, reading the praise that has your pussy clenching around nothing. Moving your head lower, you work the fake cock further into your mouth, gliding your tongue along the shaft, until the tip of it hits the back of your throat.

Gagging around the dildo, your vision blurs with tears, though you blink them away in time to read more praises popping up on your screen. Pulling away from the dildo, a string of spit connects the tip to your lips before snapping, and you sit up to stare at the camera. “What position do you want me in?”

Smiling so innocently at the camera, your eyes flicker to the side as you read the flood of comments, watching with interest as you glide the tip of the dildo through your folds, your thighs twitching when the head rubs across your clit. Humming in mock thought, you bite back a smirk, watching as comments continue to fill your screen, shifting so you're laying back and spreading your legs.

~

Your legs are spread far enough to expose your glistening pussy and the clear dildo that sinks repeatedly into it, lewd squelching sounds and your mewls coming from his phone’s speaker as his eyes remain glued to the screen.

Toji palms his dick through his sweats, rubbing up and down slowly, cupping the bulge, before he’s pushing the article of clothing down his hips. The sweats now rest around his thighs, just enough for his dick to spring free, bobbing up and down from its sheer size.

His tip leaks pre, angry and flushed a shade of red, and he can feel it throbbing in his large hand when he gives himself a few shallow pumps, using his pre as lube. His abs flex as he groans lowly, head falling back to lightly thud against his headboard, lifting his phone up to his face so he can continue watching your stream.

He always thought you were a pretty little thing, so eager to please everyone, though he knew it was mostly for money, with your doe eyes and pouty lips. Ever since he found you that one night, he can’t seem to get you out of his head, as stupid as it sounds to him.

It’s ridiculous really, how you’ve got him in a chokehold.

He’d been scrolling through his Instagram feed, mindlessly liking a few posts here and there until he stumbled upon one of your posts. At first, he thought you were just a dumb little girl fresh outta high school, posting about your little vacation now that school was over.

However, when he really looked at your post, he was pleasantly surprised. It was a selfie of yourself, a drink in hand, and fancy camera equipment behind you. His eyes flickered down to your caption, cocking a brow as he read it.

“Filming today with my beloved, @Real_Satoru, I’m so excited! Any suggestions?”

What a dirty little thing you turned out to be. When he’d found your livestream, after spending an obnoxiously annoying amount of time creating a profile, he’d been shocked, to say the least.

It was the most passionate thing he’d ever seen, and he’d seen his fair share of porn. The title had been something along the lines of ‘Fucking My Rival’ or some corny thing like that, but the video itself? Far from corny.

Your videos weren’t crappy, with bad acting and all, like most porn videos. The ones where he just has to skip the first twenty minutes because it’s pointless dialogue and shit that makes his dick go soft with how annoying it is.

The video in particular, had started out with you and Satoru passing by in what looked like the common room of dormitories, a smirk on his face and a sweet smile on yours. However, when you both got close enough, your sweet smile turned smug as you held up a test, a big ‘100%’ on it, and Satoru’s smirk turned into a scowl.

As you passed by him, he turned his head slightly to watch you saunter away, his blue eyes gazing at you icily as you headed up towards your dorm, peering at him from over your shoulder, batting your lashes his way before disappearing into your dorm.

~

There was no warning when the scene changed. Instead, he was greeted with the sight of Satoru's tongue shoved down your throat, his hand between your thighs. Soft mewls were swallowed by Satoru, the sounds of your pussy squelching made Toji's dick throb as he stared wide-eyed at his screen.

Two of Satoru's long fingers sunk into your pussy, your slick dripping down from his wrist, as his free hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing lightly when his tongue slid further into your mouth. At a particular thrust of his fingers, your soft mewls grow louder, making Satoru pull back with a smirk, watching you through hooded eyes.

Slipping his fingers from your clenching pussy, the white-haired male grins when you whine, clutching his rumpled shirt with a pout. "Toru, was so close. Why'd you stop?" Scoffing lightly, he adds pressure to your neck, making you whine louder when he leans closer, nudging your nose with his.

"What? You think you're gonna get to cum first? Nuh-uh, you're gonna work for it, you brat. Make me cum first, since you think you're so much better than me." When you whine again, he tsks softly, pushing you down onto your knees while unbuckling his belt.

Tapping his leaky tip against your pouty lips, he watches as you huff, before slowly taking his dick into your mouth, swirling your tongue along his sensitive tip before moving further. Looking up at Satoru with your wide eyes, you moan around his length when his fingers tangle in your hair and he guides your head down more.

Hissing softly, he watches you bob your head up and down his length slowly, finding a rhythm that's comfortable for you, but he doesn't want you to be comfortable. So, he grabs your head and snaps his hips forward, groaning when you choke on his lengthy cock.

His head falls back as he continues to fuck your mouth, keeping a messy rhythm that has you gagging each time his tip pushes past your uvula, groaning up at the ceiling when your hands grip his thighs, digging your pretty blue nails into his skin. His teeth grind together as your throat constricts around his length, saliva dribbling down your chin, your mascara smeared as tears blur your vision.

A breathless, "Fuck," is the only warning you get before ropes of cum are spilling down your throat. You only get a few gulps of his seed before he pulls out from your mouth and jerks himself off quickly. Pearly, sticky cum shoots out across your face, landing on your cheeks and on your glasses, round frames messy now with his seed.

A smug grin is plastered across Satoru's face as he stares down at you, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. Your hands move from their place on his thighs to grab your glasses, huffing as you stare down at them. "'Toru, you got them all dirty." Raising the frames to your lips, your tongue drags across the cum-covered lenses, collecting the sticky mess and swallowing it down with ease.

Satoru lets out a strangled groan as he watches you from above, eyes fixed on the way your tongue darts out to lick across your lips and collect any remnants of him. Leaning down, he hoists you up easily over his shoulder, landing a harsh slap to your ass when you squeal, and he takes you to the bed in the middle of the room.

Dropping you onto the bed, he hikes your skirt up and pushes your legs open. His index finger hooks into the waistband of your pretty little panties before he tugs them off, slipping them into his pocket discreetly. As the camera zooms in, Toji audibly groans, his hand dropping down to squeeze the throbbing boner he'd popped minutes ago. His hand tightens around his phone as he stares completely enthralled by your pussy, glistening with your slick.

Unable to handle the need gnawing at him, Toji's hand pushes down the waistband of his pesky bottoms, hand wrapping around his cock as he continues watching the scene play out, feeling like a pathetic teenager.

Satoru's face moves closer to your dripping core and his fingers spread you open, bright eyes meeting your own when you gasp so cutely. Slowly, he drags his tongue from your entrance all the way up to your clit, taking the sensitive bud into his mouth and flicking it repeatedly with the tip of his tongue.

Your hands fly into his white hair, tugging on the strands as your hips roll up, greedy for more of his mouth. Murmuring his name so sweetly, Satoru grants you mercy, sucking on your clit as his fingers dip into your core, curling them to rub against that gummy spot inside you. Mewling into the air, your eyes flutter shut at the sensation, your thighs threatening to close around Satoru’s head.

When Satoru flattens his tongue to roll over your clit repeatedly, his fingers continuously hit that spot, and your thighs squeeze around his head, making him hum in delight as his eyes meet yours over the tops of your heaving breasts. Moving his free hand up, he tugs your rumbled button-up blouse open, a few buttons flying popping off, to play with your tits. Pinching and rolling a nipple, he buries his face into your dripping pussy, licking and sucking up your sticky essence without care.

His fingers dip and curl into your clenching hole repeatedly, his mouth continuing to work wonders and his fingers tug on your poor nipples. When your mewls turn higher pitched, he redoubles his efforts, licking and sucking faster as his fingers curl into that spot over and over again until your orgasm crashes over you.

Toji swears he's never busted as quickly as he did, watching your eyes roll back and your back arch off the bed. Seeing your thighs twitch and tremble, hearing your heavenly fucking moans, it's too damn much for him. And before he knows it, he's spilling into his hand with a ragged groan, eyes blown wide in surprise as pure ecstasy courses through his veins.

His own chest heaves as he pauses the video, staring down at his ruined sweats, his seed soaking through the fabric. Tsking softly, he grunts as he tosses the covers off his legs, standing to make his way to the bathroom, snatching up a clean pair of sweats along the way.

He couldn't believe it, he didn't even last the entire video. Barely made it to the halfway point, in fact. He wasn't some loser, virgin teenage boy who couldn't control a nut, but goddamn you were a vision to behold. He'd have you, there's no doubt about it, one way or another.

[ghostlylittlemoths]

Jujitsu kaisen Masterlist

Camcorder

Implied satosugu, slight satoruxreader, HEVALY implied shoko x reader

Summary: After the death of Gojo, Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji find a video camara in a closet after cleaning it out. Being curious they hook it up to a laptop and watch the videos on the camara. What they don't expect is the videos being videos from Gojo's highschool life including him, suguru, shoko, and you

More to come

[nezuscribe]

I just finished reading "wanna be yours" and I have to tell you that I absolutely LOVED it, you're so talented and the way you develop the story is simply amazing. I was dying to find a satoruxreader that would really capture my attention and your blog feels like an oasis on the desert. Thank you for sharing your incredible works, hope you have a wonderful day 💞

omg I’m gonna start crying thank youuuu!!! i love writing for him so I’m always super happy that other people like him as much as i do!!

ik I’ve been super inactive lately but I really have this new gojo fic idea that’s just marinating so hopefully that gets written at some point !!

[l-um0s]

What happens when a Womanizer meets a Maneater?

Gojo Satoru is known as a total player.

As any toxic boy would say he 'doesn't do relationships'. He's the best lawyer you could possibly find in New York and people would even go as far as labeling him as the 'God Of Arguments'.

One day, a new woman appears to be a threat to his reputation. She is almost as confident in herself as Gojo but other than him she doesn't use those skills to form any sexual relationships.

Instead she uses them to build up an advantage in her life as a lawyer.

Can his huge ego and God complex handle being around such a sanguine woman?

satoruxreader

slowburn

(𝙨𝙚𝙭 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩; 𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙)

𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝗼...

[dark-princess-haku]

WellSpring of Curses (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/360644970-wellspring-of-curses?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Kritty-Cat Gojo's eyes widened behind his blindfold. It couldn't be her, could it? Namikaze Haku is the Namikaze Clan's dirty little secret. Wrapped up into the history of Gojo and Geto and then flung into the awakening of the King of Curses, what is she to do? Why does Sukuna seem to know her? What happens when one has the blue eyes of The Strongest admiring them?

[dark-princess-haku]

WellSpring of Curses (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/360644970-wellspring-of-curses?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Kritty-Cat Gojo's eyes widened behind his blindfold. It couldn't be her, could it? Namikaze Haku is the Namikaze Clan's dirty little secret. Wrapped up into the history of Gojo and Geto and then flung into the awakening of the King of Curses, what is she to do? Why does Sukuna seem to know her? What happens when one has the blue eyes of The Strongest admiring them?

[dark-princess-haku]

WellSpring of Curses (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/360644970-wellspring-of-curses?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Kritty-Cat Gojo's eyes widened behind his blindfold. It couldn't be her, could it? Namikaze Haku is the Namikaze Clan's dirty little secret. Wrapped up into the history of Gojo and Geto and then flung into the awakening of the King of Curses, what is she to do? Why does Sukuna seem to know her? What happens when one has the blue eyes of The Strongest admiring them?