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shanks · 1 day

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Ael

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #nobara kugisaki #fishnets #shorts #Aelion_Draws

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incorrectjjkquotes · 1 day

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Nobara, reading Megumi's palm: It just says “yikes.”

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #incorrect quotes #jjk incorrect quotes #nobara kugisaki #megumi fushiguro #kugifushi

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brooke-758 · 2 days

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remember when Jjk wasn’t sad and all the bad guys did was be silly and sit at the beach

I miss that

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk gojo #megumi fushiguro #nanami kento #nobara kugisaki #mahito #jogo jjk #sukuna #jjk chapter 261 #geto suguru #junpei jjk #shibuya #manga #angst #gege when i catch you gege #jjk spoilers

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avtrbee · 2 days

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turn back time, to the good old days

✢summary: a curse hits megumi and gojo reacts accordingly

✢tags: fushiguro megumi and gojo satoru, nobara pov

✢tw: child abandonment issues?

✢a/n: lets all take a break from whatever the fuck gege akutami has been recently writing. i hope I did dad gojo justice.

Nobara knows she’s fucked as soon as she sees Fushiguro disappear. Her eyes watch in mild horror as her classmate shrinks so quickly until all that is left of him is his uniform.

Itadori was the first to react, shouting a panicked “Fushiguro!” before running towards the pile of clothes.

The door to Shoko-san’s infirmary burst open, revealing an irritated Nobara, followed by Itadori who still had baby Fushiguro in his arms. The child had stopped crying after they passed school gates- maybe he recognized jujutsu tech?- and had settled for wet sniffles instead. Nobara has never seen Fushiguro so pathetic.

Shoko-san was, unsurprisingly, seated behind her desk with papers. She looked at them at the sound of her doors opening, but before she could even talk, Gojo-sensei appeared out of nowhere with his signature annoying grin.

“Yoho~ how did the mission go? I’m sure it went well. I taught you everything you know!”

Nobara could feel her face morphing into an automatic frown. Things were hectic enough as it is, and she didn’t want this moron to ruin baby Fushiguro’s mood any further. They had just endured an hour-and-a-half car ride with a panicked Fushiguro, who insisted on being unconsolable and crying the entire ride back. She just came from a grueling mission. She was sure some of baby Fushiguro’s saliva, and snot landed in her somehow, and if this grandpa-looking sensei of hers made things even worse, she might explode.

“Eh? Megumi?” Gojo sensei asked in confusion after finally noticing the significantly smaller boy. Gojo Satoru’s gaze looks blankly at Itadori’s arms where a smaller Fushiguro is being carried.

As if on cue, Fushiguro breaks out in a full-on wail and cries louder than he ever did in the car.

Nobara already had her trusty hammer in hand, ready to smack the living hell out of her sensei, until she noticed Fushiguro desperately wiggling out of Itadori’s grasp. Both Nobara and Itadori share a confused look before her classmate puts baby Fushiguro down.

As soon as his bare feet touched the cold, sterile floor of the infirmary, Nobara watched in awe as Fushiguro dashed away from them as quickly as he could. It was almost comical how fast he managed to get his tiny feet to run quickly. If this was a cartoon, a cloud of smoke would have been left in his trail.

With his hands out open and eyes wet with a flood of tears, baby Fushiguro rushed to Gojo-sensei, who, to Nobara and Itadori’s surprise, was already squatting down for the boy with arms spread out. Gojo caught Fushiguro easily, one big hand immediately going behind Fushiguro’s head and the other on his back.

“Why did you leave me?” The boy wails, crying on their sensei’s shoulder. “I woke up, and I d-didn’t know where I w-was! You promised never to do that! You promised!”

Fushiguro’s voice cracks at the end of his accusation, and Gojo’s face crumples in a rare show of vulnerability. He shifts, both hands going under Fushiguro’s armpits as Gojo stands. Small, chubby fingers tug his blindfold down, and Gojo-sensei’s blue eyes stare almost lovingly at the crying child with concern. Fushiguro clings to him as if his life depended on it, his tiny fists clenching their sensei’s uniform.

“You’re right, you’re right,” Gojo-sensei coos, swaying slightly from side to side. Gojo makes sure Fushiguro is looking at him before making a show of slapping his hand on his forehead. “Stupid Gojo-san, he forgot his most precious ‘Gumi! What am I going to do?”

Nobara’s eyes narrow in suspicion. Gojo-sensei seemed to have done everything with ease as their baby-fied classmate was now calming down in his arms.

“I’m not precious to you at all, so stop calling me that!” Fushiguro seethes and pulls the angriest scowl he can muster. But then, with another quieter and sadder voice, he reminds Gojo of his previous accusation. “You left.”

“I didn’t leave you,” Gojo corrects him in a softer tone of voice. His hand reaches up to Fushiguro and smoothes out his spiky hair as the child looks at him with slight distrust. The small boy has stopped wailing. Nobara has never seen her sensei so tender. “Haven’t left you ever since I got you.”

Nobara blinks. Since he got- what is going on? She opens her mouth to speak but stops as a quiet voice asks Gojo a question.

“But you will?” Fushiguro asks with his pitch high, threatening another onslaught of tears.

Gojo shakes his head without hesitation. “No,” he insists.

Fushiguro looks at their sensei in distrust, internally debating if he should believe him. His blue eyes shine as he peeks through his lashes to look at Gojo’s unwavering gaze. He asks with a quiet and unsure voice, “Even when I’m bad?”

“Even then,” Gojo answers easily. Fushiguro’s shoulders visibly relax, and he lets himself melt on Gojo’s chest. The older sorcerer puts back a cheery tone as soon as he notices Fushiguro calms down. “Fellow sorcerers brought you back to me, right? And look!” He shifts Megumi towards Shoko-san’s direction. “Aunt Ieiri is here!”

A small smile appears on Shoko-san’s face as baby Fushiguro waves shyly embarrassed that she has seen him throw a tantrum. Nobara thinks it’s her first time seeing her smile. But then Shoko-san glances back at them, and the smile disappears.

Somehow, Nobara feels a little guilty. She knows she probably intruded in a scene meant for Gojo and Fushiguro…whatever they are. But it’s not like she had a choice!

Shoko sighs. “Alright, you two,” she ushers them away with a few flicks of her wrist. “We’ll take it from here.”

Gojo-sensei’s head snaps in their direction, so engrossed with Fushiguro that he almost forgot Nobara and Itadori were still in the room. His blue eyes feel like a spotlight, piercing through them threateningly.

The air feels heavy and almost suffocating, and Nobara feels her shackles rise as her hand twitches for her hammer. It took her a while to realize that the pressure was Gojo-sensei’s cursed energy. Nobara’s instincts whisper at her to run.

Behind her, Itadori reads the situation first and bows in a hurry. He is as likely ready to change out of his snot-filled uniform as she is as eager to escape their deranged sensei. “See you later, Gojo-sensei! Bye-bye Fushiguro!”

Itadori snatches Nobara’s hand just as she finishes her clumsy bow. As she lightly runs to her dorms, the thought of a fresh shower chases away any lingering thoughts of what happened.

Gojo feels as though he has traveled back in time. He is frozen in both shock and awe as Megumi, once a tall, lanky, and cranky teenager, has been reduced to a barely four-foot-tall child, his eyes streaming with tears at the sight of him.

As if on instinct, Gojo dropped down to his height- a very helpful tip he read from one of those parenting books he read in a panic after he realized he was the textbook definition of a teen dad- and opened his arms.

He sees Megumi sprint, and Gojo has been in this situation a few times before to know that Megumi was about to launch him a rare hug. Not even a moment later, Megumi was all over him. His hands immediately wrap around the boy.

Gojo knows that he is acting on pure selfishness. He knows something is wrong. For one, Megumi is tiny, and second, his Six Eyes sense a lingering feel of foreign cursed energy. He knows he should be more concerned, checking if his students are alright, but Megumi is sobbing in his arms like he used to a decade ago. In his accumulated knowledge of him, Gojo knows that Megumi is a shy boy, and it takes a lot for him to openly demand his affection and comfort. Gojo is more than happy to deliver.

He caresses Megumi’s hair, and Gojo ignores the way his heart sings. He hasn’t seen this Megumi in a long time, and the boy has long refused his affection.

Before Gojo could ask him what was wrong, Megumi’s watery voice echoes throughout Ieiri’s infirmary. “Why did you leave me?” He cries, “I woke up, and I d-didn’t know where I w-was! You promised never to do that! You promised!”

Ah, Gojo thinks as he feels his heart ache. He knows what this is. Megumi has spent most of his early life witnessing too many people come and leave. If he was correct, which he always ways, Megumi has regressed back in age and memory. Gojo couldn’t help but wonder how he must have felt when he awoke with many unfamiliar people. He knows Megumi assumed he had left him then, just like everyone else.

Gojo lifts Megumi with him as he stands, a hand going under his thighs to support the small boy. Megumi tugs down his blindfold, and Gojo lets him. He does not even realize he’s already swaying Megumi from side to side. His body still remembers how to soothe him.

“You’re right, you’re right,” Gojo says in an admonishing tone before dramatically slapping his forehead. “Stupid Gojo-san, he forgot his most precious ‘Gumi! What am I going to do?”

He does not mind playing the fool for Megumi’s state of mind. When he assumed guardianship over Megumi and his sister, Gojo thought of his role as a simple one. He is their benefactor, one that comes over on a rare weekend to leave money for the Fushiguros to sustain themselves. But one weekend turned into two, and Gojo found himself craving the noise and warmth of the Fushiguro household.

“I’m not precious to you at all, so stop calling me that!”

Oh, how could he even comprehend what he meant to him? Has he forgotten how Gojo learned how to cook to make onigiri-shaped divine dogs for his daily bento? Has he forgotten the movie nights spent on the couch sandwiched between him and Tsumiki? Did he not remember those nights Megumi knocked on his door at night, scared to sleep in his room because his Tsumiki-nee-san was in camp? The animal band-aids? The glow-in-the-dark stickers stuck in his room ceiling?

Gojo watches as Megumi sniffs, eyes darting away from his gaze. His grip on Gojo’s uniform falters. “You left me.”

“I would never leave you,” he says. A memory intrudes his mind with a Megumi similar to this one in front of him. He was angry, his face red with rage, as he hit little fists, landing soft punches on Gojo’s stomach. Gojo didn’t mean to come home late. “Haven’t left you ever since I got you.”

Instead of being relieved, he could have felt Megumi’s heartbreak. He breathes shakily and asks in a tone that tries to conceal his panic and anger- “But you will?”

Gojo shakes his head without hesitation. “No,” he insists.

Fushiguro looks at him in distrust, internally debating whether to believe him. His blue eyes shine as he peeks through his lashes to look at Gojo’s unwavering gaze. He asks with a quiet and unsure voice, “Even when I’m bad?”

Gojo thinks of his almost weekly meetings with Megumi’s high school as he beats other students in a pulp. He thinks of Megumi stretching his arms out, curling his hands to fists, ready to resign himself to a certain death.

“Even then,” he whispers to the boy like it was their little secret. He makes his voice loud and cheery as Gojo exclaims his next words. “Fellow sorcerers brought you back to me, right? And look!” He shifts Megumi towards Shoko-san’s direction. “Aunt Ieiri is here!”

Megumi avoids her gaze and stares at her pristine white coat instead. He offers her a small wave, and Gojo watches as Ieiri gives a him gentle smile.

A wave of appreciation rolls over him as he realizes that Megumi has as many memories of her as he does with him. Gojo feels so stupid when he thinks about the moments when he thought he was lonely. He had two people in this room who loved him as much as he did them. Then, for a brief moment, his brain scolds him for not remembering his precious little girl who loves him infinitely even when asleep. He hopes she’ll wake soon.

“Alright, you two. We’ll take it from here.”

Immediately, Gojo freezes in panic. His instinct sets his Infinity to engulf Megumu and Ieiri. His next thought was- how did they sneak up on me? Gojo panics as he realizes they have seen him cradling Megumi, consoling him with all the gentleness he could muster. They have witnessed his weakness. They have already taken one from him, and Gojo would be damned if anyone takes another child.

His Six Eyes snap at the two intruders, and it takes him—oh, it’s his students. And they are already half-running towards the door.

As soon as the infirmary doors shut to a close, Gojo feels the heated gaze of his friend.

“You didn’t have to scare them like that,” she scolds. “Now they’ll have more questions after Fushiguro’s back to normal.”

Gojo does feel a vague sense of guilt. He didn’t mean to have his students feel threatened by him. He was just caught unaware for the first time in a long time. It didn’t help that Megumi suddenly became smaller and more affectionate, reminding him of precious memories. His brain had thought there was a Fushiguro Toji-level threat like it does every time someone close comes to him without noticing.

“It’ll fade away in a few hours or days, by the way,” Shoko murmurs, her hands going for a cigarette. “He’ll be back to normal in a few. But you already knew that.”

Gojo slaps her hand before she even reaches a cigarette. Shoko takes one look at Megumi and sighs. She takes in the sight before her.

“Feeling sentimental?” She asks.

Gojo hugs Megumi a little tighter. He closes his eyes and lets himself hold the child. Gojo breathes in his scent and relishes the feeling of his child in his arms. He feels Megumi’s spiky hair softly poking his neck, his warmth; he faintly smells Megumi’s childhood shampoo. He feels Megumi squeeze back. “Let me have this.”

Teenage Megumi would never let him hug him with this much vulnerability, which was fine. Gojo loves teenage Megumi as much as he loves this child version of him, but he rarely asks for him anymore. It makes Gojo feel silly to reminisce like he’s past 50 years old when he’s just 27, but in his humble and correct opinion- he was a teenage dad.

“Never do that again,” Megumi scolds him, voice a little muffled. “I’ll hate you if you do. I’ll hate you. I will.” Each word spoken was more determined after the next, bringing another smile to Gojo’s face. They both know Megumi does not mean it. They both know Gojo would never leave him. Not willingly.

lmk what you think! i'd love to hear comments, your thoughts and whatever this fic made you feel. i'd also appreciate constructive criticism <33

#gojo and megumi #dad gojo #fushiguro megumi and gojo satoru #itadori yuuji #nobara kugisaki #gojo satoru #fushiguro megumi #ieri shoko #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x y/n #gojo imagine #gojo x reader #gojo smut

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ayabeanworks · 2 days

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Title: Birthday Celebrations

Synopsis: You surprise Satoru with a little celebration on his birthday.

Character: Gojo Satoru x reader.

Series: Let's Meet in the Spring (SaShiSu x reader)

Notes: Teacher AU! Pure fluff, soft Gojo & celebrations. Some angst at the end.

The whole time, I was listening to Kim Sejeong's "If we do" & "Star blossom" because the vibe for this fic is literally based off that! Just the sweetness of them! 😸

The one thing you weren't sure about on Satoru's birthday was how you'd get out of bed without him clinging to you or waking up.

You pressed a finger to your lips as you sneaked Yuuji, Megumi and Nobara into your apartment, making sure they stayed quiet as they held the large cake box in their hands.

Megumi, carrying the box containing the fruit decorated mille crepe cake, headed straight into the kitchen to put it into the fridge for later, greeting Shoko and Suguru who'd been laying on the sofa scrolling through their phone and reading a book, respectively.

The table had a half filled medium sized card open, some colourful markers surrounding it, all the while a bouquet of fresh flowers of all kinds sat in a vase, lighting up your apartment with a hue of colours.

"All done?" You mouthed to your besties, writing in the air to imitate writing in the card.

Suguru shook his head, pointing to the three younger sorcerers who were busying themselves with setting up the extra plates to prep for the surprise, blowing balloons as quietly as possible and setting up everything else for the interior so it was more like a birthday celebration.

You gave him an 'ok' signal and urged each young sorcerer silently to write on the card first, while the teachers did the decorations in their stead.

It was Gojo Satoru's birthday today, and last night the other teachers and you had been eating and drinking together in your apartment, when Satoru decided to crash at yours for the night because he was familiar with the place and whined that he didn't want to go home.

Of course, you surrendered half of your bed to him, but beknownst to you, Suguru and Shoko also stayed over at the last minute, but took the sofa in the living room or the ground.

Normally Satoru didn't sleep much, but whenever he was at yours, he'd sleep for a longer period of time than normal, maybe even double the amount of time spent when he was at his own place. It was relaxing for him, and he would spend the night here and there to catch up on any sleep or if he just wanted to rest and not worry.

So, taking advantage of this opportunity, Shoko, Suguru and you decided to host a little birthday celebration to those who could make it, at your apartment. It was a small little thing for him to wake up to, so everyone woke up extra early (surprisingly not hungover), to assist with the preparations before Satoru woke up around 8am (for some reason he was incredibly prompt with his waking up at 8am when he slept at your place. No idea why, it just happened).

You knew he only slept an average of a few hours each night, but he always knocked out cold around 12am-1am whenever he was at yours. So he was already asleep by the time you cleaned up your apartment and prepared yourself for bed.

Needless to say, it was heartwarming to see the strongest so vulnerable in your safe space.

And it was even better when realising he chose this as his safe space to be vulnerable in because you were there. He'd say it as a joke but he's absolutely obsessed and 100% serious. And by extension, Suguru and Shoko, who would come over on frequent occasions.

"We're done with the card!" Yuuji whispered to Suguru. The taller male gave him a smile and took the card, starting to decorate it with cute little pictures he learned in secret for this day (he did it secretly at yours), and passing it to Shoko, who shoved it into the bouquet of flowers.

"Fushiguro, pass me the party hats." Kugisaki pointed to the party hats as she whispered. She'd prepped the streamers by throwing them around the place, and even created a cute little area for tea so everyone can have cake and tea together.

Wordlessly, the spiky haired male gave them to her, taking one for himself begrudgingly to wear later since he knew Gojo would annoy him to do so.

"I'm going to check on Satoru." You pointed to the direction of your bedroom, notifying the others to keep quiet as they continued their preparations.

Giving you the thumbs up, you quietly crept back into your room, double checking the time to make sure it wasn't 8am yet. It was probably around 7.30am, but since you were out of bed and Satoru liked to hug something while asleep (sometimes that being you), you wondered if that ever affected his sleep pattern.

You opened the door, looking into the darkness that was your room. The blind let only light streams of light filter through, barely illuminating it enough for you to see Satoru's silhouette in your bed.

A smile graced your lips as you closed the door behind you, sauntering over to your side of the bed, leaning down to examine his features as he slept.

He looked so calm, so relaxed and oh so pretty without his blindfold on. His white lashes touched by the barely there light source were so long and so fluffy you were tempted to touch them and see if they were real. Lips so glossy it pissed you off that you wanted to kiss them have them for yourself, and skin so smooth and soft it made you jealous because he never did anything to it.

Was this man any more perfect?

How dare he.

You gently placed your hand on top of his fluffy white locks, lightly petting his head affectionately like you would do a resting cat.

After the first couple of ones, he stirred, groaning lightly as he rolled towards you, hugging onto the doona for warmth. His eyes barely fluttered open when you continued your ministrations, but closed right away because he knew it was you. He let out a pleased hum and scooted closer to the edge of the bed, making you smile as you finally sat down on the bed.

You continued to thread your fingers through his hair, humming a light tune as he leaned into your touch, falling asleep again from the calmness of it all.

"Happy birthday, Satoru." You leaned down and pressed a light kiss on top of his head, smoothing over the area with your hand afterwards. "My favourite blue eyed giant with long legs."

"At least call me handsome on my birthday..." He mumbled, one eye half opening to look at you in the dark.

He couldn't tell if what he saw was an angel or not - with the light slowly rising in intensity, but still keeping its softness, one side of you was illuminated with that soft light, the light colours making it look dreamier and hazier than usual.

His breath hitched.

You were breathtaking.

"Sure, Mr handsome Satoru." The sound of his name leaving your lips was wonderful, and he hoped to hear it everyday to awaken him from his slumber.

Satoru only grinned, lazily flipping onto his side to face you, a heavy arm draping over your mid section as he cuddled up to you.

You only laughed at his actions, he was so clingy. But you didn't mind it, since it was a different type of clingy to what he usually was.

This type was more endearing, though you welcomed both.

You stayed in bed for a while with him, absentmindedly continuing your ministrations on his hair as he fell in and out of sleep. It wasn't until around 8am where he actually felt the need to wake up properly, stretching his long limbs over the bed as he got ready for his day.

"C'mon, let's get up." You gently patted his stomach as he laid on his back like a starfish. He tensed and sat up right away, swinging his legs over to where you were and giving you a back hug as he clung to you like a koala.

"Don't wanna." He buried his face into the back of your neck, breathing in your scent as he tried to get his daily dose of you.

You sighed, patting at his arm as you tried to get up. "Satoru..."

The slight whine in your voice made Satoru perk up as he let you go. He wanted to continue, but he didn't want to get headbutted like he did last time when the exact same thing happened.

"Ok, ok, I'm getting up." He sighed and slid off the bed, preparing himself in your connected bathroom by using all your products.

You went outside the room as he got ready, giving nods to the anticipating audience.

As Gojo opened the door to the living room, his brows raised and an 'o' formed on his lips.

"Happy Birthday!"

A chorus of happy celebrations echoed in the early morning, making Satoru completely stunned at the actions. He grinned ear to ear as he was handed the bouquet of flowers from Yuji, and everyone singing the birthday song for him.

Even though Satoru knew that everyone was there even when he was asleep, he was pleased nonetheless with the celebration. He had an inkling this wasn't the only little surprise, and later in the day the others would do the same once he started work.

It warmed his heart as he thanked everyone in an overly exaggerated manner, giving everyone a big hug or pat on the head.

He smooshed his cheek next to yours, nuzzling you like he would a pet cat, making the others laugh and tell you both to get a room.

As he got presented with the mille crepe cake he swear he could smell even in his sleep, the candle on it was somehow oddly shaped like him that he wondered if it was custom made. He made a wish he could only guard close to his heart, blowing out the candles and sharing the cake around.

This is nice, he found himself thinking. The atmosphere was so bright, it nearly blinded him. It felt surreal, almost like he was dreaming, one where he could wake up from any moment, transporting him back to a time where the world wasn't as bright.

If he didn't have what he has now, what would his life be like? Would he be the same? Being bathed in such warmth made him want to stay forever. He didn't want this to end, nor did he want to imagine a world without the people he cherished the most.

Satoru popped a piece of the crepe cake into his mouth, admiring the smiles of everyone, burning their lively images into his mind.

He hoped everyone would continue to keep their shine and warmth, especially you, who shone the brightest.

Let's stay like this a little longer.

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amphibiahawks321 · 2 days

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Hello! I have no inspiration and your stories make me happy! You could make me jealous! Nobara Kugisaki x an anxious reader who is being chased by a random girl... I wish you would do it! thank you!

[Nobara and Y/N walking next to each other]

Nobara : ......

M!Reader : .....

[Nobara slowly moves closer to Y/N]

Nobara : Why the heck is this girl following us!

M!Reader : Sighs unfortunately she's not following us..... she's following me...

Nobara : Wha!?— Why!?

M!Reader : She may or may not have asked for my numbers a couple of minutes ago... she just won't give up!... It's freaking me out...

Nobara : ......

Nobara : you don't know who she is?

M!Reader : No! She just started flirting with me, asked for my number, I said I'm not interested and then this is happening....

Nobara : ......

M!Reader : Huh? What are you—.....

[Nobara walks back towards the girl]

M!Reader : .....

M!Reader : Oh no...

Nobara : Excuse me....

(Girl) : Huh? What do you want?

Nobara : Can you please stop following him...

(Girl) : How about maybe you mind your own business?

Nobara : Oh..... I see....

10 Minutes later

(Girl) : Cough Cough you're freaking crazy!

[(Girl) immediately runs away]

M!Reader blushing : ......

[Nobara walks back to Y/N with a proud smirk]

M!Reader : Should.... Should we help her you bruised her quite a bit–

[Nobara grabs Y/N's collar and continues walking]

Nobara : Nope, Cause nobody and I mean nobody..... Is allowed to walk behind you except me... Of course I only do it to see your ass but that's beside the point

M!Reader blushing : Wait what–

#male reader #reader x nobara #nobara x reader #nobara kugisaki x reader #reader x nobara kugisaki #nobara #nobara kugisaki #jjk x reader #reader x jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #reader x jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen nobara kugisaki

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muffinwen · 13 hours

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Gojo at the Meg the stallion concert

#gege could do this but hes a coward #gojo satoru #yuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #shoko ieiri #nobara kugisaki #jjk

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guumiz · 1 day

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first pposst

ANYGAYS. i find it so sad how yuji, megumi, and nobara are basically just a repeat of geto, gojo, and shoko.

like,,,,

yuji = gojo (same energy basically, both are head over heels for the other guy in the friend group)

megumi = geto (also,, sorta,, same energy? both have black hair and is the "calm one" of the group)

nobara = shoko (only girl in the group,, both are probably lesbians aswell NO NVM DEF LESBIANS JUST LOOK AT THEM BRAH.)

but yeah....... crying

#jjk #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #yuji itadori #gojo satoru #geto suguru #shoko ieiri #itafushi #satosugu #shokoandnobaraarepowerlesbians

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nanamiscocksleeve · 2 days

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Prompt #9: “I’ll take it that you like what you see.”

Male!R being smug while saying it to Nobara (or Nobara smugly saying it to Male!R).

Ok, this was a hard choice, but I'm going with Male! reader x Nobara. Nobara is 18. Mild corruption kink. My first time writing something like this so forgive the writing if it's off.

“I’ll take it that you like what you see.” --------

You smirk at Nobara, at this precious, sweet, untouched, flower. She sits on the edge of your bed, blushing and shy as you remove her clothing, her bra pushing up her breasts invitingly to your face.

Deciding to let the tension simmer a little longer, you start removing your own clothing, watching the way her gaze dips down your body, taking in the hard muscles and chiseled abs.

“I’ll take it that you like what you see.” you shrug out of the shirt and begin stripping off your pants, cock straining in your briefs. Nobara flushes and averts her eyes.

"What a sweet little thing you are," you murmur, tipping her face up to yours, capturing her lips and letting your tongue explore her mouth. She sighs and leans into the kiss. You knead her breasts, drawing a sharp breath from her, then slowly bring her onto her knees.

"Have you ever given head before kitten?" you ask as you free your aching cock from your briefs. Her eyes widen at the sight, throbbing and veiny, and hot to touch, and shakes her head no.

"Why don't you give it a try? Just see how you like it?" Her small hand wraps around it, surprised by how smooth the skin was. She gives it a few strokes before hesitantly licking the tip, drawing a hiss from you.

"That's it kitten...open wide. I won't hurt you." Your balls tighten painfully with arousal as she obediently opens her mouth, her innocent, virgin cavern untouched, all yours. She slowly takes in the tip, then dips lowers, pulling up back, then going again until you're gasping at the sensation.

Her mouth was so soft, the inexperience and curiosity threatening to undo you right then and there. You grip her hair but don't pull, wanting her to explore this freely.

"That's so good kitten...a little faster please." She complies and you grit your teeth, knowing you're done for. You pull out of her mouth, angling yourself so that the hot, sticky, ropes of cum fall on her breasts, unwilling to besmirch her pretty face.

"Such a good girl. Good for your first time." You pet her hair, knowing there's much more to teach her.

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Jujutsu Kaisen Omegaverse Headcanons

Itadori Yuji

- an omega (which only adds to how much Sukuna looks down on him)

- uses pheromone blockers and heat suppressants

- isnt embarrassed or ashamed of being an omega, despite some people (Sukuna) expecting him to be

- keeps a nest in his dorm full of Megumi and Nobara's clothes (even tho she always yells at him for it)

- his scent is semi-sweet, kind of like a pineapple

Fushiguro Megumi

- a beta

- also uses pheromone blockers

- sometimes engages in nesting behaviors (its something he picked up from tsumiki as a kid)

- his scent is very 'natural', very herbal and fresh

- doesnt care about secondary gender at all due to how Gojo raised him

Kugisaki Nobara

- an alpha and definitely will show off about it

- doesnt use pheromone blockers or suppressants she's just rawdogging it

- started mimicking nesting behaviors after hanging around Megumi and Yuji too much

- has that 'traditional' alpha scent- citrus and woody

Satoru Gojo

- another alpha

- uses blockers and suppressants only while on longer missions

- being a limitless user with the six eyes while also being an alpha adds alot of pressure to him, especially in his younger years

- doesn't care about secondary gender at all despite his upbringing

- his scent is kinda hard to describe, i imagine it being pretty sweet (pretty nonstandard for alphas) but still having hints of that heavier 'traditional' alpha scent

Suguru Geto