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Movie Night | Togame Jo | Gojo Satoru

MASTERLIST THIS IS A THROUPLE FIC BUT NOT AN ENTIRE FULL FIC. JUST DIFFERENT KINDS OF ONESHOTS WITH THEM, OKAY? Characters: Togame Jo x Gojo Satoru x small!fem!reader 

Summary: Maybe, a movie night with your boyfriends isn't a bad idea after all? or so you thought.

A/N: I am not done with the festival oneshot for them. It's going to take a while since it's 11k+ words. I actually finished that first but I ended up getting this done faster. Got myself kicking my feet when I was writing this. HEEHEE. GOJO AND TOGAME IN ONE FIC? Oh, y'all know they're my hubbies! AAAA!

Warnings: Poly-relationship! | Satoru and his potty mouth. Togame being sweet and noticing the littlest things. Pouty Satoru. What Gojo wants, Gojo gets. Touchy Togame, Togame who yearns every now and then. (We love yearning men) | Fluffy, suggestive and risque in some parts. Also, Gojo's calling Togame, Jou-kun, since I feel like he'll call him via first name basis too just like how he does to everyone in JJK.

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Words: 2.7k+

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"Hm?"

TOGAME JO DRONED, the whiff of your newly, fresh scent intriguing him by the throat. Captivated and attentive by how it actually caught his curiosity.

The television ran in the background. Satoru's constant munches on his caramel popcorn easing its way to the hilt already. This was the fifth bucket he had. Even though, the movie wasn't half way done yet; even to the point that you and Togame haven't even eaten that much from it. Satoru's finishing the darn food like he was on a marathon.

Togame's emerald, downturned eyes rested on you the whole time. Blinking out of his stupor, unaware that he was staring. The movie that you have been complaining---yapping about with you, him and Satoru has been coming out of his ears upon every word you spat. Your words incoherent to his conscience.

He was just too distracted by how delightful you smell right now.

You've huffed out loud, tapping Togame's knee once or twice to get his attention because he seemed to be too silent than he was before, adding a gentle squeeze to it.

"Huh! how stupid! why do the police always arrive late in movies like this?! look, Kame-chan!"

He remained hushed. Jou had subtly taken another whiff out of that powdery scent you were having. It's new.

Though, it seems to be like Satoru had no idea that you were wearing a new perfume tonight. He'd settle closer, shifting in his own space on the gray, L-shaped sofa. "Tiny-chan," Satoru excitedly called, mischief dripping in his tone, "Wanna know what happens next? I can tell you! listen to me!"

You've scrunched your nose at that. Brows furrowed for a complain that was about to leave your mouth, until Togame listened to his impulsive thoughts, leaning closer to your neck, mildly sniffing his uninhibited gestures that zapped you out of your peace.

"No, Toru---Oi! Kame-chaaaan!" a giggle escaped when you've felt his arm fell from behind the couch, falling loosely around your waist to bring you closer and sniff you more than he ever did on the first try.

"That tickles!"

Balmy breath ran over the skin around your neck like a petal of rose, making you retract from his sniff attacks. Yet, the second-in-command held you firmer against the waist.

"You smell different tonight." he'd languidly let his discovery be spoken without a doubt. Togame thought for a second, squinting a little bit as he pondered. A shake of his head following suit after realizing it, "No, even the last few days. You changed your perfume?"

He noticed? you thought silently, feeling your heart spread warmth from being noticed by the littlest things. You liked that.

"Yeah. You don't like it?" you've wondered, curious and a little bit worried that your change might actually be the worst decision because either Gojo or Togame could not fancy these kind of scents, yet you chose it to your liking.

"No," Jou shook his head again, "I like it." he softly confessed, giving himself a second as he thought, "It's more..."

You've continued his sentence for him. "Powdery?"

Togame knew you liked scents like this. He'd already noticed the same style you've went through with your previous chosen perfumes. Hence, he was already accustomed to it. Already attached to the powdery ones that he immediately thinks of you when he smells another person using it. He loved it on you, having a penchant for it already.

Jou nodded, scratching the side of his face with a finger, "Yeah, fresh and powdery. Just how you like it, I think?"

"Hm-mh!" perhaps, choosing this one wasn't a bad idea after all. "---it's one of my favorites right now. I'm glad you're fond of it already."

"I really like it."

Togame gently smiled back, giving your face a once over. This look he was giving filled so much tenderness and genuine adoration that you couldn't handle all the time. He was always like this. Jou always looked at you like you've given moonlight to his evening; like you're a scintillating star in the night sky.

It has given you whiplash when Togame dipped back over the curve of your neck---like a man on a mission---sniffing towards those sensitive points you have whenever...they planned to indulge over that neck that they seemed to love and dot on.

You've thrashed against his ministrations, laughing and giggling.  You've felt your head hit Satoru's chin, the impact making him spout that 'he had his limitless off' that time since you weren't a threat. "K-Kame-chan! I-It tickles! Stop!"

Out of mischief, he'd subtly leaned over your shoulder. Keeping his forehead against the curve of your neck, his shaggy hair brushing against your skin gently as he has made himself comfortable in your presence. His sizeable built perceptible to be compared.

"Eh?" he'd feigned his roguery. Those slow talking that always lulled in his words was making him fairly irresistible to even scold him out of his prior, funny business. "Just want you to lend me your shoulder So I could nap on it."

It was deep sounding. Mellifluous. Togame chuckled after hearing all your complaints. A complaint he knew you don't actually bother, "You keep on sniffing me!"

"Do I now?" he droned and sing-songed. Togame's succeeding teases making the butterflies flutter inside your stomach, "Sorry. I can't help that you're addicting."

To make your day even more special, Satoru jumped in the conversation and literally did, his nose landing on your neck and aggressively sniffing it out loud. Much more than how Togame did that it made you thrash against his attention. The action making Togame fall out of his own rest.

"T-Toru! Not you too!" you've tried to push away at his chest. Though, it was a failure. Your strength was definitely weak---probably weakening from their sweet attention.

"He's right!" Satoru pointed out, pertaining to Togame's observation, "----You smell good!"

Gojo was nodding repeatedly when he retracted from your neck. A wide grin painted over his face. Heavenly, baby blues glimmering behind his rectangular, customized sunglasses.

This look. You knew it.

Satoru had something in mind that was worth a squint of your eyes.

"But," Gojo started, his request lingering in the air. Smile oh-so-wide. This one considered as a toothy grin, "---Would you ever try those sweet scents we've seen back at the mall?"

Oh, he wanted those kind of scents. The ones you didn't have a penchant for. However, you do have tried the sweet ones. Those that only give the tenuous, subtle, candied scent was a-okay in your opinion and tastes.

But, the powdery, fresh ones were the best that compliments your body sweat rather than the sweeter ones. 

"Toru," you've grumbled, a lil' bit of protest hanging on your tongue, "---You know I don't like those kind of scents."

After eventually hearing your response, the inevitable pout gradually appeared on his picturesque face. This face he was pulling was a bait---or probably his wild card.

Gojo knew how to lay his cards right whenever he wanted something. This sorcerer knew you like the back of his hand and will thoroughly continue to do so as he pleases.

Which is why you're already looking at him with a white flag. That fast.

"Will you try it for me?" he'd coaxed, his tone silvery, but still held mischief. His request holding such cogent tones, ending it in a path with a dead-end, leaving you no where but trapped, "---I'll buy you that." he'd subtly snickered, the succeeding sentence gripping into that double-entendre, "Just wear it when we're having---"

Togame cut him off after being wordless minutes ago, humming out a reaction before he spoke.

"Let her wear what she wants, Gojo-san." Jou peeked at him from your side.

Gojo grumbled out his protest, his ivory brows furrowed together. Nose scrunched too. "You're fine with it because you like it better, Jou-kun!"

Satoru mumbled a few more before diving into your neck, his aggression and petty annoyance towards Togame making him act out of vexation.

He'd taken whiffs of your perfume, aggressively doing so as if he was also blowing raspberries on it, probably was. "T-toru, stop! It tickles too!"

Togame raised his brows, a mocking ridicule going past his lips. Poking borak towards how Satoru was reacting from this new information he'd gathered from you.

"Does that seem like a man who doesn't like her new perfume?" he'd razz him about it, filled with lull in his tone. "You don't look like you hate it, though."

Satoru eventually retracted from getting whiffs. His expression looking offended, though you knew it was just him and his dramatic behavior. He'd reached out his hand, creating imaginary boundaries between you and Togame---like a barricade ought to separate.

"The conversation ends here," he'd spoke with gritted teeth, glaring at Togame with his celestial, blue eyes. Intentionally showing how pretty it is. "---Why are you butting in anyways?"

Togame could only deeply hum at that, leaving no response. His thumb gently fiddling with the clothing of your shirt around the waist.

Gojo smirked at his silence. His brows shooting up for a wiggle. He suggestively uttered, "Then, she wears it when we're the only ones having fun!"

Based by how Satoru's suggestion leaned towards on a more risque demand, the ambiguity of it made Togame heave out a sigh, his shoulders slumped after. Disenchanted by Gojo's proposal.

Jou snuggled up to you further, leaning his head on your shoulder again. His other arm encircling your front. Nuzzling closer to your neck as he teased the blue-eyed sorcerer, intentionally making his words known for Gojo to hear.

"His greed sickens me, Tiny-chan." he deeply mumbled close, sighing again for the second time.

Satoru's expressions looked appalled. His mouth in an 'o', even bothering to place a hand on it when he'd spout, "See! now, you're complaining!"

You've gently placed a hand on top of Togame's forearm that was wrapped around your front, igniting a soft smile from the latter. Though, it triggered Satoru's displeased grumbles when he glanced---glared at the gesture.

Now was the time for you to sigh back. You'd clicked your tongue, looking at the television and noticing how far it was already from the previous time stamp you've ended up remembering. "Stop fighting you two." the scene playing on the television seemed like it was close to the end, "---Now, I don't know what happened to the movie anymore."

Satoru dramatically peered at the side to glare at Togame who had a small smile on his face.

The expression on Jou's face made Satoru want to stomp his foot on the floor because this didn't seem like the cards he had in mind. Togame appeared to be like he was winning in this one.

"Alright, I'll wear that scent you wanted Satoru---" you've abruptly agreed out of the blue. The words making Gojo cheer out of his excitement.

"Yay!"

A finger raised towards Satoru. This one seeming like a scold and also to apprise him for what he wanted. "---As long as you pick it for me. I don't know what you want." Satoru's smile turned into a grin. Your response immediately cutting off his enthusiasm. "---But!"

"Aw!" he'd reacted melodramatically.

The sweet scents could really hit your nose and end up having a head-ache after some time. Hence, you've decided to use it for only some period of time to save yourself from migraine. "I'll only use it when we're having fun, if you know what I mean."

Satoru was definitely alright with that. He'd snickered from your innuendo. As quick as how he could react to a mission he has, Gojo peeked towards Togame, sticking out his tongue to further tease him that he finally had the upper hand.

Togame lifted from his current position. His gaze lingering on you in thorough wonderment, blinking as he did so.

"Eh?"

You've gently tapped his forearm that stayed around in a loose embrace, trying to subtly convince him too if it was alright because he sounded like he was protesting at the back of his head, "And you, Kame-chan...I'll always wear this everyday. I'm really liking this scent."

Jou blinked from that preposition. Everyday? does that mean the sweet scent stays on during fun times in bed?

"Hm,"

You've heard this apathetic hum he'd emit. This one sounding like he was okay with the idea but also struggling to accept it.

"You don't look happy with that idea,"

Togame's arm left your waist, this time reaching out his nape to casually twiddle with it. His reaction timid, momentarily looking away for a second at that before bashfully handing out his own proposal that he wanted. "...will you use it too when it's only the two of us, hm?"

Didn't he like the sweet scents then? "Don't you like the sweet scents, Kame-chan?"

He'd thought about it for a second. His answer quite a dilly-dally, "...A lil' bit." Pause. Adding his own wordplay with a lil' bit of diffidence. "I think I'll like that scent better whenever we'll sleep together." Togame scratched the side of his face again, his proposal seeming to be like he was probably asking too much from you, which he had instantly added, "But, whatever makes you happy is fine."

The white-haired sorcerer butted in. A satirizing question making the both of you glance at him.

"Am I out of the conversation now?" Gojo smirked, eventually his simper growing bigger when he offered another bid that would benefit everyone. It was a scheme that nobody would say no to it.

"Why not have fun together while using the perfume at different times?"

Definitely a scheme that he was always in for.

You and Togame blinked slowly at that.

"You want a threesome. I get it, Satoru." you've nasally stated the obvious. Sarcastically saying it out loud with no shame, "You could've just said it."

"Right," Satoru nodded, convinced that this was what he was going for, "A threesome," he stated out loud, frankly speaking.

To add a mysterious beat to it, he'd taken long before adding a note in the end of his beneficial approach, probably striking to taunt Jou more than he can ever do, raising a thumb that gestured over his shoulder, pointing towards the door to support his mickeys.

"...but, can we leave Jou-kun out of the hatch?"

He was as fast as lightning. Togame did not want to feed at all his baits. He'd took you by the waist, positioning you over his lap. His strong arms surrounding you like a bulwark; a palisade against Satoru Gojo.

"K-Kame-chan!" you've panicked from the sudden rush of being pulled out of your seat.

The vice-general grumbled deep. This one vibrating over your neck, "Damn, greedy." he nuzzled. His sharp altitudinous nose brushing over the curves and subtly appeasing to his needs before mumbling against your skin. "...makes my head hurt than how those hot-headed Shishitoren members ever did."

He'd kept those underlying hankers with a soft peck to your neck, making you try to diminish those giggle that want to escape your mouth.

You've cleared your throat at his soft cossets, clearly allowing him to overindulge in his own pining.

Maybe, it was really a good idea to shower before movie night at all. 

Satoru feigned a gasp, loudly complaining over that tiny peck that Togame have given to your neck. It seemed like he even wanted to add the audacity over his actions; over a person who have been unyielding to the fact that he was not territorial as Satoru made it seem to be, as much as how he could stick his nose to Togame's personality when you had firstly introduced them both together.

"Look who's talking!" he'd call him out, his brows tightening when he heard Togame chuckle to himself, Jou's lips brushing over your neck in feather like touches that gave you goosebumps.

Satoru grabbed both of your ankles, a plan in mind as he tried to pull you away from Jou's embrace. "You're hogging her! Don't be a selfish prick! We're sharing her!"

You couldn't help but squeal at that, clawing at Togame's clothing when the sorcerer began to tug you once or twice. But, Togame wrapped his arms around you tighter---like a prize or trophy he did not want Satoru to bask in and win for.

Because in this relationship you have with them, they already knew THEY WERE BOTH WINNERS NO MATTER WHAT.

I hope y'all enjoyed the end of this oneshot. Heehee.

IT TAKES THREE TO TANGO MASTERLIST

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It Takes Three To Tango | Masterlist

MASTERLIST. This is a Throuple Fic with them. Characters: Togame Jo x Gojo Satoru x small!fem!reader 

Summary: One is enough, two is---too much? A oneshot series of different events/happenings with Togame Jo and Gojo Satoru. This is a Throuple Fic with them. The oneshots will consist of what happens between them three in their daily lives

Warnings: Poly-relationship with two men. Fluff. Smut. Angst if I think of something? But, yeah. The warnings will come when I've post their oneshots. The timeline will be jumping from one to another because it's just basically oneshots of any events I can think of with Togame and Gojo. Also, don't expect me to use y/n because I don't like using it much. Hehe. I don't use y/n in ALL my fics. Reader will have her own nickname in each story.

THIS MASTERLIST WILL ALWAYS BE UPDATED WHENEVER I PUBLISH THE SAME FICS AT THE SAME TIME. So, y'all better keep looking at my masterlists if you want to be updated. But, If you want to be tagged, then please don't be shy to send an ASK!

Movie Night

Summary: Maybe, a movie night with your boyfriends isn't a bad idea after all? or so you thought.

Date updated: 7/17/2025

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Me to Togame and Gojo---

Sinéad O'Connor, from her book titled "Rememberings," originally published in June 2021

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MANNY? YESSSS? MANNY?? PLS TELL ME IM DREAMING THAT YOU FINALLY POSTED THIS? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA TYSM! I WAS KICKING MY FEET WHILE READING THIS, SMILING AND BITING MY GOJO PILLOW ALL AT ONCE!!!

THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR THIS EARLY DINNER! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA ILYYY! THANK UUUUUU!!

I LOVE HOW SWEET HE IS, I LOVE HOW ANGRYYYYYY HE IS 😼😼😼 I LOVE HOW LOVING HE IS---AAAAAAAAAAAAA

I shall now rest with a smile and smirk on my face (⁠｡⁠・⁠/⁠/⁠ε⁠/⁠/⁠・⁠｡⁠)

Talk To Me

Based off of this ask!

I finally got it done! I'm so sorry it took so long @tata-is-the-name 😭🥺 I hope you enjoy it! 👉🏻👈🏻

Word count: 2.3k

Tags: fluff, slight hurt/comfort(i think), canon compliant violence, bullying, they're fucking mean and vile, I'm so sorry.

It started a few weeks ago. You not wanting to go with Jo to the Shishitoren HQ. You always had something to do whenever he asked you to join him and the others for hangouts or meetings; errands to run, sudden appointments, chores to do at home, and he was beginning to worry. Shishitoren had changed for the better after the one-on-one fights with Bofurin, and you had expressed how happy you were that things had returned to normal, especially that Choji had returned to his previous happy self, so Jo was confused about this sudden change in your behavior. He was sitting on the couch in your shared apartment, his elbows resting on his knees while he silently observed you shuffle around in the kitchen, making dinner for the two of you. His bright green eyes followed your every movement, and he had a soft smile on his lips.

Slowly, Jo got up and walked over to you, his arms coming around to hang loosely around your waist and he rested his chin on your shoulder. You were currently chopping up some vegetables, and when he came up behind you, you paused briefly, turning your head to place a chaste kiss on his cheek before returning to the task at hand.

“Chibi-chaaan~” Jo drawled out in a sing-song voice, nuzzling his nose against your neck in an attempt to get your full attention. You gave a small hum in response, followed by a quiet giggle. “Yes, Jo?” A sweet smile curved his lips, squeezing you gently in his embrace before sliding his hands down your arms to cover your hands with his to help you cut the remaining vegetables. “Let me finish up, you've been so busy lately, go and rest up, hm?” He cocked his head to the side, looking up at you, stilling your hands movements, and you frowned cutely. Reluctantly you put the knife down and turned in his arms with a small pout.

“No. You're still recovering from sparring with Choji. Go sit down.” Your arms crossed over your chest and narrowed your eyes with a stern expression, your determination absolutely endearing to him, and he chuckled lowly. Jo leaned down and placed a light kiss on your forehead, sighing in playful defeat, and he backed away. “Fine, fine. But I'm cooking tomorrow.” You gave him a bright smile, happy that he didn't fight you on this, and you turned back to chopping vegetables. Jo resorted to lean against the counter next to you, arms loosely crossed over his chest while he observed you. You began humming happily while working, and Jo couldn't help the loving smile that spread on his face, the view making him hesitate for a second before he spoke next.

“Actually, why don't we cook together tomorrow? Make enough so we can share with the others. Food tastes better when shared with friends.”

He watched as your body tensed at the mention of hanging out with the other Shishitoren members, noticing the small flicker of… fear? Discomfort? In your eyes, before quickly pushing it aside and flashing him a big smile, but it didn't quite reach your eyes. “We can do that, but I have some errands I need to do, so why don't you just go and eat with the rest of the boys. I'll come join you if I have the time.” Now it was Jo who frowned, his brows furrowed and eyes narrowed as he tried to figure out what was bothering you so much. “You have errands to do at night?” You gave a curt nod, your movements a little stiff as you walked around him to dig out something from a cupboard. Emerald eyes followed you as Jo turned his body to keep facing you, and he sighed. “Okay. Then we'll eat early and we'll walk with you as you do your errands. I don't want you walking around alone at night.”

“Ah, that's really not necessary, Jo. I'll be fine, I've done it many times before. No need.”

“I insist.” His voice came out firm and steady, brooking no argument on the matter. Your shoulders slumped in defeat, and you forced a smile onto your face. “Alright… I appreciate you taking care of me, Jo.”

A soft, grateful smile curved Jo's lips, and I pulled you into a gentle hug, kissing the top of your head. “Anytime, Chibi-chan.”

***

Your unease the next evening was palpable, no matter how much you tried to hide it. You were chatting with the other guys, smiling and laughing, but it all seemed a little forced, and your eyes kept flickering around between the members, and Jo noticed how your eyes would land on specific ones more than others. You noticed him looking at you, and you smiled at him before returning to your conversation with Arima and Kanuma. His eyes narrowed a fraction, absentmindedly chewing on his chopsticks. He must have zoned out for several minutes, because when Choji nudged his shoulder to get a reply to something and Jo blinked a few times, you were gone.

“Hey hey, Kame-chan. What are you thinking about? Why are you chewing on your chopsticks? They can't taste that good, can they?” Choji leaned in, his face all up in Jo's as he tilted his head curiously, looking at him with those big, innocent eyes of his. “Ah, sorry, Choji. Got lost in thought for a second.” Jo smiled apologetically, his hand coming up to ruffle with Choji's hair, making him laugh and he leaned back with a contented sigh. Jo looked around again, frowning when you were nowhere to be seen.

“Arima, Kanuma, where did chibi-chan go?”

The two of them looked at him, mouths full of food, and shrugged. Arima swallowed his food and looked around for a bit before an expression of realization appeared on his features. “She went to the bathroom, I think, but it's been a while. A couple of the new guys went to check on her.”

Jo's eyes went to where the latest members of Shishitoren had been sitting earlier, who also were the ones you had kept glancing at throughout the meal, and without a word, Jo got up and walked with brisk steps towards the bathrooms of their HQ. A pained yelp and the thud of someone hitting the ground made him pause mid-step before he sped up his pace. Rounding a corner, he saw you on the ground, clutching your left upper arm, and your head ducked as if to protect it. Three new members were laughing and looking over you like you were prey, one of them kicking dirt at your head with a barking laugh.

“Look how pathetic you are. Can't even fight back, and you're dating our second in command? Hah! What a joke.”

“Yeah. What does he even see in a weakling like you?”

Another one of the new members circled you, eyes roaming over your quivering form on the ground with a repulsed expression, and he nudged you hard with his foot, causing you to fall down on your back as you tried to prop yourself up on your elbows. The other two laughed at the small pained noise you made.

“At least you're hot.” One of them commented, a small wicked grin slowly curling his lips as he eyed you with a dangerous glint in his eyes. “That's it, isn't it? You're just a cute, little trophy, aren't you? A warm body he comes home to every-”

A loud, morbid crack echoed through the room as Jo's fist connected with the new member's jaw, sending him flying sideways into one of the other members with a yelp. In two long strides Jo was above them, grabbing the third member by his collar to drag him along before shoving him onto the ground with the others. The three guys looked up at him, expressions confused and terrified as Jo looked down at them with cold, sinister fury in his emerald eyes. A weak, scared noise escaped one of them and he began stuttering excuses.

“H-hey, Togame! We didn't mean anything, it was all in good fun, I promise!” His words were almost desperate, rushing past his lips in an attempt to save face, but to no avail. Jo was on them before any of them could spout anymore pathetic excuses, his fists landing perfectly with every punch. He stayed silent the whole time, beating the bastards black and blue.

“Kame-chaaaan, where are you?” Choji's voice sounded out from the entrance, having gotten curious about what was taking them so long, and Jo landed one final punch with a resounding thwack before turning around, his furious expression immediately evaporated as his eyes landed on their leader. He watched Choji skip over to them, stopping mid-step when he saw you struggling to sit up on your spot on the ground. “Ah! What happened?” Quickly he helped you up, holding your slightly trembling form steady as he assessed the situation with a tilt of his head. Darting his eyes between the beaten up guys on the ground and Jo, who stood silently, his hands shaking slightly at his sides, and Choji's eyes narrowed. “Kame-chan, why are you beating up our new members?”

“W-we just had a little fun with her, we swear! It's all a misunderst-!” Jo's sandal flew through the air and hit the guy in the face, cutting off his sentence, and the member fell back with a pained groan. “They were bullying her. Kicking her, making disgusting comments. I'm just teaching them a lesson.” Jo explained in a dangerously calm voice, his eyes never leaving the three guys on the ground.

“Oh! We can't have that. Kame-chan's girlfriend is precious to all of us.” Choji stated, his eyes growing a tad darker even as his voice held his usual excitement. “I'll take care of them, Kame-chan. I think she needs your attention more than they do.” At those words Jo blinked, as if he had been in a trance, and he turned to look at you, his eyes widening when he realized he had forgotten about you in his anger.

“Oh my god, I'm so sorry.” He rushed to you, taking you from Choji's arms into his, and looked you over, his green eyes full of concern and worry. One of his hands came up, trembling slightly from the punches he had thrown not even two minutes ago, and brushed the knuckles over your cheek, leaving a faint trail of blood behind. Jo cursed at himself and quickly, but gingerly, wiped the stain with the sleeve of his jacket. “I’m sorry. Let’s go home, yeah? Gotta check you for injuries.” You nodded slightly, your trembling hands weakly fisting in his shirt as you leaned most of your weight against his frame. Just as he was about to lead you towards the door, Choji called out to him and tossed him back his sandal with a smile, before turning to the three, now trembling members who had attacked you, his sweet smile growing wicked and angry, cracking his knuckles.

Quickly, Jo led you out, not wanting you to see what their leader was about to do to them.

***

You were sitting at your dining table, shirt discarded, leaving you in your bra while Jo intently searched for cuts and bruises on your delicate skin.

“I… I'm sorry…” You muttered quietly, keeping your eyes locked on your hands in your lap. Green eyes flicked up to your face, a subtle frown furrowing Jo's brows as you apologized, and he straightened up from his spot on the floor, having knelt down next to you while making sure you weren't hurt, and strong arms hoisted you up against his chest. “Don't. You have nothing to apologize for.” He spoke softly. Gently. Even as anger still simmered beneath his skin, but it wasn't directed at you, but the bastards who dared lay their hands on you. Jo carefully shifted you in his arms, cradling you against him as he walked to sit on the couch, and his arms wrapped around you in a tight, yet gentle hug.

“How long has this been happening?” He questioned in a soft tone while he soothingly stroked your back and sides, practically making you melt against him. Burying your face in his shirt with a small noise, you wrapped your arms around his torso, breathing in his comforting scent. “About three weeks…” Your voice is small as you reply, slightly muffled against his shirt, and you feel your cheeks flush with embarrassment. “Why didn't you tell me?” You tensed slightly at that, his words coming out sounding almost a little hurt that you hadn't trusted him enough to tell him what was happening, and you tightened your embrace around him. “I… I thought they'd get better. I didn't want to worry you.”

A huff of air blew over the top of your head as Jo sighed your name, his lips brushing against your hair as he shook his head in slight exasperation. “I want to worry. It's my job as your boyfriend, you know.” A calloused hand gently grabbed ahold of your chin, tilting your head so you'd look at him, your gaze being met with soft, caring green eyes, and a fond smile curved Jo's lips. “I love you, and I want you to know that you can talk to me about stuff like that. Always.” He leaned down, pressing his lips against yours with such a deep tenderness and love it made your heart flutter in your chest. You returned the kiss, smiling slightly against his lips, and you gave a small nod before tucking your head underneath his chin again, nuzzling affectionately into the crook of his neck with a soft sigh. “I will. I promise.”

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This Togame Jo, Gojo Satoru x reader oneshot series is about to drop soon! I'll just be creating graphic arts for this. Heehee. I'M GIDDY JUST THINKING ABOUT IT!!!!

It's decided. I'm making this THROUPLE Fic with Togame Jo and Gojo Satoru a short series. It's going to be oneshots of different moments and such.

We're done with them being in a festival together and celebrating it, so it's ticked off the list. (I'm in the process of finishing it right now)

But, if you have any ideas that I should create (either them visiting Togame in Ori or visiting Gojo in Tokyo Jujutsu High, those kind of stuff) please do tell. I'm open for ideas.

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I was so sleepy a while ago then I've got anxiety haunting me right now. I was also in the middle of writing when it struck me the first time, I had to stop and scroll on Tiktok until it started acting up again.

Oh, what a life.

I need cuddles from Togame Jo and Gojo Satoru.

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I really miss his rat tail so bad, but he's also so soo handsome with his undercut---BUT HIS RAT TAIL MAKES ME GO FERAL TOO---😩😩😩😩

Hello once again! Could u pls write reader x jo togame where he cuts his hair (idk if u read the manga but that happens) 🤧💔💔💔 and they’re mouring his wonderful lucious locks because thats what i was doing during that chapter vro💔💔💔🥀🥀🥀

-jo togame anon/ former karasu’s wife anon

i love the undercut but mannnnn do i miss his mop ❤️‍🩹

an angel lost its wings

togame jo x gn!reader. crack, fluff, slight angst if you squint, reader is shorter than him

you nearly pulled a rosalie when she met bella for the first time when togame walked in after his “be back in a sec” trip. it had not been a sec, and you were very thankful that the bowl in your hands was plastic and not glass.

“what do you think?” your beloved boyfriend asked as he rubbed a hand over his next-to-naked nape. you swallowed hard and fought the urge to throw yourself on the ground and scream, “why?!”

he didn’t look bad—in fact, you found togame’s haircut quite attractive. but it was different. his messy mop was one of the things that drew you to him in the first place, and you loved running your fingers through it. this new style wouldn’t have the same effect, and you found yourself mourning those precious moments.

you didn’t say that, but togame read it all over your face. he smiled softly with a gentle coo and approached you with open arms. “aww, dear. it’ll grow back.”

you pouted as you walked into his arms. “‘t won’t be the sameee.”

“it will beee,” he mimicked, earning himself a tiny stomp on the foot. togame laughed at your retaliation, which made you smile.

with your head on his chest, you experimentally ran your fingers over the back of his neck. before, they’d catch on the long ends, and you’d offer to braid it for him. now? nothing.

you frown deepened. “this can’t be. i’m dreaming, right, jo?”

togame’s chuckle rumbled through you, and he rubbed comforting circled into your spine with his fingers. “it’s real, my dear.”

“nooooo~”

he squeezed you tighter and pressed his cheek against the top of your head. “i promise it will grow back.”

“when?”

“eventually..?”

you faked a sob and rubbed your face against his shirt. “eventually is too long! wait here, i’m gonna go buy a wig or some cute hair extension clips—“

togame caught your hand before you could slip away and pulled you into him again, swallowing you up in a hug. “don’t leave. it’ll hurt my feelings.”

sighing, you melted against him in defeat. “fine,” you grumbled. “you win.”

“do you really hate it?” jo asked, his voice softer and smacking you right in the chest.

you kissed the side of his neck when he bent to press his forehead against your shoulder. “no, i don’t hate it. it’s a change, for sure, but if it means you can fight without worrying about it distracting you, i’m for it.” he’d once mentioned to you that someone grabbed his hair in a fight, using it to land a hit, and you’d been so upset for him that you offered to cut it that night.

it was different with you, though. his hair was a comfort, something you loved about him, even if it was a hassle.

“i didn’t make the decision lightly,” togame added, his words slightly mumbled in your shoulder. you smiled and ran your fingers over the shaved hairs on his nape.

“i know. i was just being dramatic. you look handsome no matter what’s on your head.”

togame sank against you as he sighed. “it’ll grow back.”

“it will.”

“then you can play with it all you want.”

you pulled away, the movement forcing togame to lift his head. when you caught his eye, you smiled and kissed his nose. “you kidding? i’m gonna play with it now.”

ten minutes later you were watching a show on the couch, togame fast asleep with his head on your stomach and your fingers curled in his hair. you smiled softly at him, and made it your mission to tell him how handsome he was every chance you got.

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I think I've madr the most insane noise when I saw him all bloody and bruised---y'all would've thrown a vase at me---!!

“No one’s pretty when getting punched“

Togame:

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I'VE MISSED GOJO. AND WHEN I SAY MY COOCHIE SENSES ARE TINGLING, THIS IS WHY---

This...has been my favorite art of him and NOW IT'S MADE AS A FIGURINE?!

---y'all would call me a liar if I said I was looking only at his face.

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Hallelujah! 😩 Dinner is served!

Hi rye congrats on 1k! Can i have slice one with togame jo (windbreaker), nsfw prompt no 18? Tq in advance 💘

→ EVENT OVERVIEW

prompt: 18 - “you’re such a mess.” characters: togame jo (wbk) x afab!reader contents: nsfw mdni !! unprotected p in v, implied multiple orgasms, slight manhandling, tummy bulge, creampie, a bit of size kink, some pussy inspecting? mention of cum eating, petnames (baby & sweetheart), reader is physically smaller wc ~ 700

a/n: thank you sm for participating anon! <3 finally got around to start writing my event requests TwT as i’ve said before, updates are gonna be super slow bcs uni is still kicking my ass so take note of that !! first time writing for togame btw erm

“c’mon, y/n. you’re still with me?”

glassy-eyed and lightheaded, you feel the room spins as if in slow motion. literally and figuratively.

one second you were on your knees and cheek pressed onto the sheets, and the next your view suddenly changed to that of the ceiling. a pair of hands slides up from your waist to cradle your face, thumbs rubbing soft circles on the apple of your cheeks.

togame leans in, connecting your foreheads together before he gives you a small kiss. your lips easily meld together as you hum against him, your arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer.

his emerald gaze, his lips, his hands. everything about them feels delicate whenever they fall on you, as gentle as the leaves rustling in the wind, and soft in the way his warmth envelopes you like a pile of heated blankets on a cold winter night.

you’d almost cried at how wholesome his attention is, and how fulfilling his love is becoming. almost, if not for the way his hips rolls so hard into you that you’re starting to sob for an entirely different reason.

togame is by no means average-sized. barely halfway in and he’s already stretching you to the max, pressing in so deeply and ever so slightly in a tilted way that his cock curves perfectly upwards inside your sopping cunt. every single inch of him hits all the sweet spots inside you just right, sparks of pleasure bursting behind your eyelids as wanton moans escape from your mouth.

he eventually sets a rapid pace, his movement fluid and steady as the blunt tip of his cock starts to repeatedly hit the deepest part of your core. “that’s it, baby. you’re taking me so well,” he purrs in your ear, causing you to whine in response.

“f-fuck, ‘s so big,” you clench around his generous length as wet squelching sounds of your pussy echo in the room, skin slapping against skin as your cries and his grunts stringing together like a dirty symphony.

togame slips a hand behind your neck then, pulling you up for another kiss before he holds you there, heads leaning against each other to make you notice, to make you see what he’s doing to you.

you don’t realize it at first, too lost in the feeling of his cock dragging oh so deliciously in between your velvety walls. but when you finally get a good look at it, you’d nearly come right on the spot.

there’s a thick creamy ring around the base of his cock, courtesy of the previous rounds you’d had and how much he’d been cumming inside you, and when he drives himself home again inside your wet heat with that same crazy depth, same crazy angle, your stomach bulges with every thrust.

“shh, just feel me here, sweetheart,” he coos before his hand grabs one of yours, dwarfing it entirely before settling them both together on your lower belly, right where his thick cock continues to make that little bump on the skin.

it makes you dizzy, so freaking turned on and almost delirious at the sight as togame slams deeper into you. “jo… g-gonna cum - fuck,” tears blur your vision, your whimpers growing louder by the second when his other hand grips tighter on the back of your thigh.

“yeah? you like feeling yourself when you’re getting fucked like this, hm?” he presses down harder on your stomach with just the right amount of pressure and before you know it you’re already cumming so hard, your cunt squeezing and gushing around his dick as your breath gets knocked out of your lungs in a broken cry of his name.

he follows behind soon after, reaching his peak with a low groan of his own as you heavily pant from the exertion. running a hand through his sweaty onyx strands, togame briefly glances down at where the two of you are still connected and gradually pulls out, ignoring your slurred complaints about the sudden loss of warmth.

he curses under his breath, “fuck, baby. you’re such a mess.”

you’re sweating all over, hair disheveled on the pillow beneath your head as pearls of tears line the lashes of your eyes. his cum and yours fill your tight hole to the brim, the mixed liquids leaking past your pussy lips and trickling down your inner thigh when togame hooks a thumb on the side of your wet folds.

he inhales sharply, eyes focusing on the obscene view before he looks back at your fucked out expression with that heavily lidded gaze again.

“mind if i have a taste?”

am i starting off too strong with this one 🧍 anw ‘big dick togame🗣️’ the crowd (me) cheers

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Togame's hands and fingers look so long and pretty. (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

I think I want it in my mouth. Oop.

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Something that's occurring to me is that Wind Breaker isn't just doing found family narratives, but also other examinations of non-standard family structures.

Sugishita is being raised by his grandparents because neither of his parents wanted to be involved in his life after their divorce.

Umemiya and Kotoha were raised in a group foster home.

Togame has lived with his grandfather since he was young.

And all of these situations are not just okay, they're good environments for a kid to come up in.

Then we have Tsubaki, whose parents we haven't seen directly, but who has loving non-custodial adults.

Kiryu is a situation where we see parents aren't always willing or capable to provide a nurturing environment, but his sister ensured he has support.

I have a feeling Suo will fall somewhere in here with his master and martial brothers.

It just, it really is underlining that there's no one true way to have a family, regardless of blood ties or direct descent.

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THIS....THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS TO ME. 😭😭😭😭

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Caption is fire 🔥 cause...same (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠)

I came

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A CUTIE PIE. YES.

myyyjooooooo😭😭😭😭

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and if I said dad bod Jo togame