#shoko being a therapist. as usual

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[lowkeyremi]

RIGHT THERE gojo x fem!reader

In which you switch over to a new spa and gojo is your masseur

content: gojo is flirty (duh), slightly suggestive, reader gets pampered, pet names like darling and doll, lmk if i missed any! (tbh all of them have skilled looking hands but I specifically chose gojo because of all those hand motions he makes)

Nervousness has overcome your body, which is ironic because you're sitting in this lobby with hopes of relaxing your muscles and nerves for the next hour and a half.

The ceilings are high and a perfect shade of white, while the rest of the interior walls are a baby blue color. The floors are made up of speckled marble that pairs right with the coziness of this little place.

It was time to say goodbye to your old massage therapist because she was raising her prices, which you didn't mind much, it was the fact that she was becoming more lazy with your massages that made your money not worth it.

You'd done your research looking at about twenty different places, and the one that had stuck out to you was this tiny little place. Over the phone you'd spoken with a woman named Shoko who handled all the front desk things and booked the appointments.

She booked your first appointment with Gojo Satoru. 'I recommend him for most first timers. He just has a way with relaxing people and getting them to open up.'

If someone can get to know people that easily it must mean they have some ulterior motives right? When your muscles are being loosened your brain starts to numb and it causes you to just spill your thoughts to your masseuse- or in this case masseur. Those words that leave your lips never leave the room though, which brought comfort in the past, but you have no idea how this man works.

As you're sitting there you mentally list everything that needed to be done coming here. You bathed, obviously, shaved, usually you were comfortable enough to strip down to your underwear, you've hydrated yourself, and ate something light to prevent throwing up or an upset stomach.

You're here for a deep-tissue massage. You work from home, but most of the time you're sitting at your desk all day which isn't good for your back. Working out seemed to help most of the time, but still, workouts couldn't fix all the soreness in your body.

At this point you haven't been in for a massage in two months when you decided to stop being a regular at your past favorite place and your muscles were screaming for some much needed attention.

Your breath hitches when you hear the heels of shoes clicking from behind the door that leads back to the rooms where massages are held. The door swings open and you just about stop breathing when you see him. Those pictures on his profile do him no justice to his natural beauty.

White strands of hair frame his face, pretty white lashes blink a few times, and big curious blue eyes look around until they meet yours.

Immediately a smile quirks up on his face, and it has to be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. You watch in silence as he walks up to you holding out a hand. His fingers are super long and slender, beautifully manicured, each nail was equally filed and healthy.

"You must be our newbie I was hearin' a lot about. Welcome to Jujutsu Spa and Body Retreat! As you probably know, I'm Satoru Gojo 'n I'll be working your body today." That sounded so wrong in so many ways but hey, he's hot as fuck and you aren't going to arugue.

"God, Gojo can you please come up with a less sensual way to say you'll be massaging our customers? That's so inappropriate." Shoko mumbles from the front desk like this isn't the first time she's had to tell him this.

"Well, Ms. [name] seems to like it by the way she's smiling." You hadn't even noticed you were smiling so when he mentions it you hide your pretty smile away and replace it with a monotone look. He's still holding his hand out for you and you take it. With no effort at all he pulls you up from your seat and lets your arm go so he can lead you to the room you'll be in.

"Um. So I hear you're pretty outgoing." He giggles at your attempt to make small talk but responds anyway, "You heard right, darling! If Shoko booked you with Suguru he might'a scared you away and Nanami doesn't like to talk much so you probably would have been pretty tense the whole time which isn't our goal." The nickname shouldn't affect you as much as it does but the way he says it just produces butterflies in your tummy.

"What if I like silence?" Silence is nice at times and you know that, but the urge to gain a reaction from him was too tempting. Would he be upset that you were implying you wanted someone else, even if only pretend?

"Well, you definitely do not have the right guy then!" He's immune to getting his feelings hurt it seems. As your mind is wondering off he's telling you important information that you should be listening to, so this process is as smooth as possible.

"-got it?" He asks with a big bright smile. You sure as hell do not "got it" and as embarrassing as it is, you bat your lashes, "one more time please? I was a little distracted."

The metal doorknob is in his hand and he pushes the smooth wooden door open. He shakes his head, "Oh darling, how will we get anything done if you can't pay attention? I know I'm cute but you gotta stay focused Doll."

This time as he gives his whole introduction and instructions you listen well, he allows you to sit on the massage table and ask questions before he gets started.

The nervousness that left for a partial amount of time was finally catching up to you. Thinking about it hard enough you realized you'd basically be naked, in front of a really hot guy, who was going to give you a massage.

You try to stare off in the distance and pretend you don't notice the way blue eyes stare you down like a predator staring down its prey. Slowly but surely you peel off your shirt and Gojo seems to notice your sudden shyness.

"Only strip to your level of comfort, Doll." Not trusting your words to be anything good you just nod to let him know that you've heard him. With haste he turns around to prepare everything for your session.

He prepares steamed towels, dry towels, melted coconut oil, essential oils and more. Taking his advice you strip down to your underwear and lay face down on the table.

"Starting with your backside? Good choice!" You mutter an "mhm." Anticipation is making you nervous because you aren't sure how you'll react to those big hands roaming your body.

"Alright, I'm going to begin, tell me if anything hurts, if it's too much, or too little, alright?" His voice is sultry and smooth, coaxing you out of your shell of nervousness.

"Okay." You barely whisper. The sound of knuckles cracking scrambles your brain. Oh shit, he's actually about to put those big pretty hands on you. Hopefully you don't make any embarrassing noises that he'll tease you about later.

"Okay, I'm going to narrate when necessary so there's no surprises." You give him another curt nod.

His voice is so dreamy that it instantly has you relaxing which pleases him. Gojo is very, very good at what he does.

"I'm going to start by applying a little bit of oil to your back so I can warm up the muscles and prep them for the deep tissue massage." He says slowly as he pours a little bit of coconut oil on your back. He makes sure to apply light pressure while kneading the muscles in your lower back. Goosebumps form with how close he is to your butt, but it's covered by a steamed towel.

You can really feel the way his fingers dig in to release some of the tension in your back muscles. Honestly, you feel a little bit tender but it's nothing you can't handle.

Gojo eyes your side boob, licking his lips unintentionally. Which he knows is highly unprofessional but your eyes are closed so you can't even see what he's doing anyway.

The masseur isn't really sure what he's feeling deep in his chest but out of all the people he's massaged none have made him feel whatever you're making him feel.

Once he's finished warming your lower back muscles, he starts to process over on your neck and shoulders, making sure apply the same amount of light pressure.

"What do you do to make your muscles all tight like this?" His voice is quiet as to not disturb the mind-space you might be experiencing from the pleasure.

"I um- I.." Your brain is already going dumb and you feel a little sleepy but you pull yourself together long enough to respond, "I work from home, in my office. So, I'm sitting down a lot."

"Ah, that makes a lot of sense. We tend to get a lot of customers who sit a lot in their work." He reaches a particularly sore spot in your neck which causes a whimper to form in your throat.

Gojo shamelessly feels himself hardening slightly in his pants. What are you doing to him?

"Okay, Doll. I'm going to start really working those muscles. I'm sure you'll feel some discomfort but it's all going to be worth it when we break down that tension, 'kay?" He can tell that you're starting to become nervous again so he encourages you to take a few deep breaths. He does them too, he can't be caught with a slight boner, 100% unprofessional.

"I'm ready." You squeak out with zero confidence in your voice. The rational part of your brain tells you that you should have just nodded instead of trying to speak and embarrass yourself. It seems Gojo doesn't mind though.

He goes in kneading deeply into the small of your back. His own brain starts to malfunction when you moan out at how well he was breaking the tension.

Anyone on the opposite side of the door would think you two were doing something inappropriate. "Feel good?" He asks, and you take note of how his voice sounds slightly broken like you'd done something to make him that way. Which technically you did, but you didn't know that.

"Mhm, sooooo gooddddd." Gojo has to bite his lip to keep from moaning out loud. You're so pretty and he would give anything to have you right on this table. He has enough sense to understand that for once in his life he probably won't get what he wants.

As you're on your way out Gojo hands you a little paper and a pen. "This is just the form asking for a review on my service. It'll help Shoko know if you'll be with me again or someone else." You nod. Your body is much more relaxed than it was when you arrived.

"Oh- and here's my number too." Why is he giving you his number? Instead of asking him aloud you take the little card he hands you and shove it in your pocket.

He guides you back to the waiting area where you fill out the form...

A few minutes later you're handing the paper to Shoko and she gives you a polite smile.

"Will we be seeing you again?"

"Yes, I think I'll be back in a few weeks." You adjust your purse. A small giggle leaves her lips along with a shake of her head.

"I'll let Gojo know.. that is if you enjoyed his service." The brunette holds the piece of paper up to her face so she can read it.

"Alrighty! We look forward to having you again." She waves you goodbye and you do the same.

"Hey, stupid." Shoko greets Gojo waving the paper you had in your hand a few hours ago. Both were on lunch break. Gojo looks up from his phone to see what Shoko could possibly want.

"Yeah?"

"[name] will be seeing you again sometime in a few weeks." She says handing him the paper so he could see the little message you left on the paper.

'You made me feel so at ease. See you soon Gojo :)'

The little note read. His lips curl up into a satisfied smirk, "Heh. What can I say? I'm good at what I do."

note: this took way too long lololol. I wanted to hurry up and finish bc I might start a series (and finish it unlike the little aizawa series I started lmao...) so yeah! hope you guys like it :)

[dinozarr]

continuing my streetracer!gojo love …

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐑!𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 . . . who, when first taking you to his place, adored how you embraced the window wall which encompassed the entirety of his living room. the way your eyes twinkled beneath the moonlit light as you stood only inches away from the tall glass windows. the view was utterly breathtaking. you swore you couldn’t pull your eyes away from it. neither could gojo with you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you could care less about all of the fancy decoration he littered his penthouse with, or the mounds of thousand dollar furniture that filled the space in his common area. he could impress any other woman with the materialistic items, yet somehow you were only enthralled by the oh so sight-for-sore-eyes panorama. and he was captivated by your alluring aroma.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀though, when you two weren’t dry humping each other on every solid surface in the house, you were cuddling in an embracing position along either the couch or his king sized mattress. he loved the way your toned arm wrapped around his neck, your hand being pulled back to entangle within his silky curls. or, how you pulled his face to your chest area so that he could curl his arms around your waist with his legs being aligned between your own.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it was your favorite position. aside from missionary, of course.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀gojo loved it equally as much as he loved when he would sit on the couch, head in hands with you standing before him. he’d lift his head just to delve his face into the fabric of your shirt that hugged your abdomen dearly. in response to his longing actions, you’d place a hand on the back of his head while the knuckle of your index would glide down his cheek, a humming inquiry lingering from your curious lips.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀there usually wasn’t much for him to say when you two would end up in that spot, he just felt the need to be suffocated by both your presence, and scent. there was nothing he loved more than those two, that was a known fact.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it was something shoko teased him for religiously, whenever you two made an appearance at the track. or even when she was hanging with gojo by herself. because, when you two first got together, he couldn’t get your fragrance out of his senses. it was locked onto him like as if u were some sort of addictive drug. the man found himself scrutinizing every female-oriented store that sold perfumes just so he could find whichever one you used.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀normally, most guys would be embarrassed when called out for such actions, yet when shoko taunted him for it he begged and pleaded the woman to help him find which one it exactly was. at first she laughed in his face, thinking nothing much of it more than a game. yet, gradually grew a tad bit concerned when she realized he was dead set serious. she helped her best friend nonetheless, but definitely slid him a card for her therapist along the way.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀if there was one song to describe satoru gojo and how he treated you, it’d definitely be “a tu merced” by bad bunny, because the man truly was at your mercy.

NOTEZ : erm !!! don’t ask why i wrote this cus idek myself, i randomly started it last night so there’s no actual purpose for it other than sfw content to add to my streetracer universe.

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I Tried Vitamin IV Drips for Recovery and Walked Out Feeling Zen AF

H'okay-- let me preface this by stating that I am a total cynic. A major, significant skeptic regarding anything that appears to be a prospective wellness gimmick-- as well as there are plenty. So it was with my regular 'tude that I visited Kollectiv, a city wellness collective of sorts in NYC, to obtain an IV drip indicated to accelerate recovery.

As a long-distance runner who's been filled with injuries for a couple of years after enduring a stress fracture in my sacrum as a result of overuse, child did I require some recovery. Throughout the last 14 months, I ended up being an injury overachiever and also counted 5 even more stress and anxiety cracks in my shins after the "large one" in my back.

Yet after consulting with a variety of physicians, getting even more pricks as well as probes than I like keep in mind, and curating a team of physical therapists and instructors, I've returned to a location where I'm running consistently, albeit much slower and with much more uneasiness and nerves than I had pre-fracture. This experience has actually taught me to double down on remainder as well as regeneration as well as has opened me up to lots of various sorts of therapies to proactively attend to issues that could flare. (Connected: I Tried Dry Needling for Pain Relief-- as well as It Actually Functioned).

As well as while I like acupuncture as well as cupping, the whole IV vitamin drip thing still had me undecided. Like, will I actually feel the difference? Will this be a scene out of Grey's Composition? Just how will I recognize it's working? I had so many questions, yet I'll tell you one thing I learnt not to do prior to an IV drip session: Google it. I did specifically that and was subsequently scared prior to I tipped foot into the building.

That claimed, my clammy hands ran out almost immediately after being greeted by Kollectiv's founder Alain Palinsky, and also chief nursing officer Shoko Karakilic, a nurse practitioner. They walked me through the facility and also gave me a top-line explainer of their strategy to vitamin IV leaks. (Related: I Attempted Cosmetic Acupuncture to See What This All-natural Anti-Aging Procedure Was Everything About).

Vitamin IV drips are specifically what you 'd visualize-- a liquid type of vitamins (often one, usually a combination mixture) carried out intravenously. Initially hailed as a fast hangover buster, they've have grown to address a series of problems like exhaustion, decreased body immune systems, as well as even plain or worn out skin.

" Your body is continually pestered by chemicals and oxidative anxiety, particularly in city atmospheres," Karakilic tells me. "Air air pollution, poor diet regimen, aesthetic harmful absorption, drinking, smoking cigarettes, and also an active hectic lifestyle can overflow your body with hazardous, destructive toxins. Any of these circumstances can swiftly consume your body's storage space of glutathione at a mobile degree." BTW, glutathione is normally discovered in your body as well as has antioxidant-properties thanks to its makeup of amino acids, which aids increase your immune system as well as combat illness.

Prior to hooking me up to the IV drip, Karakilic as well as I spoke about my current activity level, existing clinical conditions, current injuries, and also performance goals, if I'm taking any prescriptions, and also what I was wanting to accomplish by the therapy. Supplied a collection of NutriDrips-- a preferred brand of customized vitamin alcoholic drinks for details requirements-- I was established with a mix to increase my recuperation as well as kickstart my lessening energy levels by combining vitamin C, glutathione, and selenium among other nutrients. Karakilic then put in the IV much like any other, using a needle to place the tube directly into my arm. It fasted as well as painless (method much better than obtaining blood attracted) as well as soon as that was established, she recommended that I exist back and chill. (Don't need to inform me two times!).

In addition to the IV drip, they also brought out the big guns and put me in a pair of NormaTec boots, which are these enchanting compression boots that oscillate stress throughout your entire legs to increase healing. These worked wonders on my for life irritable shins while I loosened up. In between the mellow feelings in the room, the mild massaging of the boots, as well as ~ probably ~ the IV vitamin alcoholic drink, I truthfully felt like I had not been in New York City, which for a spot based in among the city's most disorderly areas, is truly an achievement.

When it comes to exactly how I really felt while obtaining the vitamin IV drip (I did have a needle in my arm besides)? I will certainly claim that I was really feeling cleared up in the chair with my compression boots on, however I ultimately obtained very restless (my anxiety and I are very limited) since the whole vitamin IV bag drip takes a bit of time (around 40ish mins for me) to leak via your veins. If you're a fellow runner, though, I would certainly state the combination of the boots and the drip possibly functioned well together to address my issues from both the internal as well as external.

And also, I can entirely attest to really feeling zen AF later. I was in a better state of mind, I seemed like my skin looked fresher, and also I basically floated to the train, where I was suddenly reminded fact after overcoming over rats the dimension of small dogs. However hey, I really did not have my regular anxiety attack throughout claimed jumping, so ... it worked? I occasionally have issues remaining sleeping (hi, anxiety!) however I slept like a newborn that evening.

All things taken into consideration, I'm certainly planning on a return see as I amp up my training for the SHAPE Half Marathon this coming springtime.

That said, there are a lots of types of drips to think about. I 'd definitely suggest taking your time evaluating every one of the selections to select the one that finest fits your demands-- and also obvs contact your physician if you're taking other medicine or supplements or have any kind of conditions that might not react well to a shock of extra vitamins.

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