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sg-l · 6 months

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𝐒. 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨

Tags・fem!Reader, established relationship, fluff, unedited A/N・um...here's a gojo ig...

" 𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚊? "

Satoru knocked his head against the door frame when he asked it. Cute tilted face with arms crossed over his black t-shirt; he was waiting for an answer and when it didn't happen quick enough he simply asked again.

"Come on, tell me what you like about me?" He sung so happy so early in the morning.

You brushed the bristles of your toothbrush over your tongue and wretched like you did every morning. Still making him laugh when he came over to the sink counter. Perhaps getting closer to get the questioned he pined oved answered sooner.

"You can tell me," Satoru winked as he got his own tooth brush and toothpaste from you, "It's my sense of humor, right?"

Mouthful of water and toothpaste suds swishing around in your mouth gave you a moment to ponder. But really you looked up at the bathroom lighting mindlessly before spitting it all out, "No. Not that."

Toothbrush already in his mouth, Satoru gave you a glare when he couldn't brush fast enough before you left the bathroom entirely without answering his question.

"It's my body isn't it???" Satoru popped off only a handful of minutes later at the table.

Megumi absolutely disgusted to be in poxy to the table. He slung his backpack up higher on his back and stole the prepared toast off the table. Not without first making sure Satoru saw how appalled he was to hear this kind of talk so early in the morning.

But you topped off your bottle of water and watched as Satoru did what he always did which was remind Megumi of the five hundred things the teen already knew about that day. He did it anyways though.

"No." You sipped your water to get the fresh rush of just recently brushing your teeth, "But it is a bonus."

Megumi had enough. He was out the door with the rest of the home following suit.

"It's my fat stack of cash in the bank isn't it??" Satoru finally had all day to think of the right answer.

He shuffled through his wallet to pay for the groceries you caught him picking up on your way home from work. They were on the list but you hadn't mentioned them that morning. Satoru simply went out of his way to get them before coming home even after a workload of his own. And when the option of a donation came up Satoru did not hesitate to round up his purchase and throw in a little extra. All while expounding obnoxiously on his two presented points of what you must have loved about him.

"No." You smiled when you saw all three of you had a treat Satoru must have snuck in for the goodness of them all. Megumi would deny it but still eat the treats Satoru bought the three of you when he wasn't looking. "But with shopping habits like that it's a good thing you do have deep pockets."

"Hey! These are for all three of us!" Satoru was caught red handed again with candy. It wouldn't stop him though he'd do it again when he stopped by the store.

"My devilish good looks gotta be the selling point for you!" Satoru, as he wiped his hands dry on the cotton dish towel he'd dried the entire rack of dinner dishes with, looked like he hit the jackpot with a smug smile. He was certain he was the master spider trapping you in a web.

"The only blue eyed man I'll ever love." You did in fact confirm the mold Satoru had broken in your dating history, "But it's not the main reason, no."

"Damn it!" Satoru childishly slapped the dish towel against the counter.

Unable to admit defeat at that moment. He got yanked away once again by Megumi complaining in the main part of the house. Satoru huffing and mumbling about another strike out as he went to help the crankiest teenager he swore he'd never have.

And when you laid out your clothes for the next day. Not where Satoru kept his stuff but that was alright as you looked over at the man brooding over his thoughts on his side of the bed.

"It has to be one of those three reasons!" Satoru finally caved. Thrumming his fingers over his cheek in thought right before shooting a look over at you approaching your shared bed, "Looks, money and I'm funny, I'm really the whole package that's what I should have said!"

"You are the whole package yes." You rolled down your covers to get into the empty space next to him, "All three are good reason but-"

"That had better not be another but unless it's yours in my lap!" Satoru hit his limit with an exaggerated motion to cross his arms at you like it was checkmate at last.

At the point of invitation you wiggled over and made it over the lump of his thigh just to slide down comfortably in his lap. Back pressed to his chest, you tipped your head back to find him still smiling triumphantly. First you leaned up and gave him a kiss on his jaw before speaking, "...My favorite thing about you if that, you're kind."

The static that filled his brain did make an appearance in his eyes. Blue eyes at a sudden thousand yard stare. It was brief but you answer, though finally genuine, threw him off completely not even his sixth eye could have anticipated that.

"Satoru you seem..."

"Confused?" He finished your own sentence. White brows knitted together he leaned into you but maintained a skeptical look.

"Well..." A sudden moment of embarrassment came over you with the second of vulnerability. Looking away from Satoru's intense stare if only for a second to let the right words find you, "...out of all the things you could be...you choose to be kind." From the second you watched him give Megumi a run down of the day because he knew the teen would forget something even though he'd never admit it. Or he didn't think twice to give more money when in the scheme of things he knew it didn't help anyone. Strongest man in the world with the ability to do anything; and he still chose drying the dishes after having a dinner with a child he had no reason to take care of but still did the absolute best for. Satoru Gojo in your eyes were a lot of things but when you looked back up at him to find big fat tears in those persistent blue eyes. You felt your bottom lip quiver and your cheeks hurt from how hard you were smiling at him, "I love that kindness in you more and more every day."

His turn to shared in the quivering bottom lip. A big sniveling baby of a man threw his arms around you and buried his face in your neck. Crushing you in a hug until you gave him one just as tight in return. Just a little sniffle, Satoru audibly cleared his throat and hug you tighter as he mumbled, "...you could have said I had a nice butt or something at least."

Laughing through the threat of tears. You shook your head as you squeezed his shoulders tighter, voice wobbling as you spoke, "Ya, you got a nice butt too, Satoru."

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sg-l · 7 months

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If you are still taking requests can I request a nsfw geto. Imagine he did something bad and you want to break up, but he is going to manipulate you to stay because losing you would break him after everything youve been through.

Drink water and have the best day xx

𝐒. 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐮

A/N・a gaslighting desperate Getou, a true delicacy 🍷 Tags・femdom!Reader, sub!Getou, toxic relationship, codependency, manipulation (both parties), slight dacryphilia, slight exhibition (empty room), hair pulling, fem!receiving oral, unedited synopsis・Suguru and you fight over the same thing, every time; the results are always the same

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"Please please, please-" With the bulk of his black robes gathering around his knees, Suguru made a show of stumbling over the lump of fabric while he grasped at your ankles the second you stepped back from him, "You can't leave me- Not like this."

The absolute gall. And the disgust you felt bubbling up; it must have been visible on your face with the way Suguru's face twisted into something, else, right before your eyes.

"I'll do anything." He belted out without warning in change. Wading closer to you on his hands and knees. Each time you took a step back he would do the exact same but on the ground. Like a pathetic worm crawling for safety. Until your knees hit the back of his lofted shrine like sitting throne.

Watery eyes tilted up towards you, this wasn't the man most could find sitting behind you like a god among humans. This was the monster only you knew.

"Suguru you lie-" Venom from your lips. Intent to have each word hurt, " Lying, vile useless man-"

Blow by blow the words stung but he reached out to grab your ankle again. This time firmer, "I've never lied to you! My words are truth-"

"Too bad your actions never-"

"I just told you I would do anything you're the one not listening." Suguru had the guts to turn them right back onto you with a twisted sense of superiority. His bottom lip quivering as you were forced back on your bum. Sat on the platform as he came closer but could not do a single thing as your legs remained together, "I need you. I always need you- You can't leave me. And I won't leave you."

Words in. And words out. This was the part where it felt otherworldly. Such a strong man, on his knees begging like the monkeys he claimed to hate so much. Looking down at the monk cladded fraud clawing for your attention and your attention only. It was, intoxicating.

"Prove it." You resorted to a calmness like you always did in these situations. Suguru's watery tears dried up at the drop of a hat. They always did as the act reached it's peak. And just like the crescendo of any good thing, you felt the pounding intoxication of the fight bloom in your chest. Quickly your legs spread and you grabbed the back of his hair, "Prove it's only me, Suguru."

His act was insistent. He would play the part every time. This dance one of the only things you two knew how to do. It was sickening and lovely at the same time. Locked in the vice grip. Unable to leave.

Suguru pressed his lips straight to the crotch of your panties. Drunk on the scent of your core under the sheer fabric. He made a pig of himself ready to pull them aside for a feast when you had other ideas.

"Prove it to me." You're voice as detached as he was from the situation, "Through the fabric."

A meaningless obstacle. Suguru without hesitation ran his tongue up your clothed slit in the sloppiest manner possible. Drool sucked up quickly by your panties. And the fabric giving away the curves and shape of your puffy cunt lips right out of reach of his tongue. Nothing would stop him though. Latching his lips onto the fabric. Nursing the spit soaked panties until he could very confidentially roll his tongue against your swelling clit.

Muffled curse leaving your lips in such a holy space. Suguru the one ripping them from your parted lips as he nursed your sensitive bud. Fully clothed in his robes as the master of his own cult devoured your cloth covered cunt like a starved man. Drool smearing over his cheeks as you bucked and used his face for more friction. Grinding up against him in fact just as the fist of his hair tightened and kept him shoved between your legs.

He would not stop. Soiling the prayer mat under you knowing he wouldn't clean it before the next victim came in. He found your grip tightening just as his tongue pressed against your swollen bud. It was nothing to ride out your orgasm with his tongue. No neck cramp or tearing hair from his scalp would deter him. Suguru letting you use his face and tongue as your own personal toy just as the real crescendo of this fight washed over your body.

Legs twitching, spasming and linking around him. It wasn't until you let your breath finally leave your lungs did your legs also release Suguru. Raising his face, now covered in your slick that wasn't soaked up from your panties, no trace of his tearful pleas from before. Just like the slickness he wiped from his face on his robe's sleeve. This argument would be wiped away as well.

You two looked at each other. Fully aware it would happen again. And again and again. You couldn't leave. But with the long black hairs dangling between your fingers, your soaked panties staining his work space and the man bringing himself to his feet and straightening his robes like nothing was out of the ordinary. He couldn't leave either. You would make sure of that.

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sg-l · 7 months

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Ooo ooo ooo I have one that ISN'T gojo related hehe

Since Lance (Mashle) is such a stress monkey and is always busy trying to improve....what does he do to relax? Or what do you/reader provide to get him to relax?? (Your choice of sfw or nsfw response hehe)

𝐋. 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧

A/N・not Gojo so exactly the only other character I've written about at all on this blog, got it😂 Tags・sfw & nsfw headcanons, fem/dom!Reader, pegging, anal fingering, creampie(s), sex toys, unedited

sfw・headcanons

baking! flour, sugar, eggs 'n whisking it!

loves to bake together and never ever ever forget the matching aprons

doesn't mind if you sit on the counter while he bakes or he sits pretty on the counter while you bake, Lance just enjoys being in the kitchen together

plus the stove is warm he's part cat I think

he's got this really cute, albeit well ripped and worn, leather bound notebook that is not just a journal. No no no Lance personally made himself a crossword puzzle book that he puts the puzzles in himself

real hard days he will sit in your lap and work on new puzzles to put into his notebook

which he'll put in one day, forget the journal exists and then three months later has a handy dandy journal of crossword puzzles he can't remember and does them all over again - in you lap of course

that being said your touch is a huge source of comfort and relief to him

burrito him in a very soft blanket and give him all the squeezes like you're trying to squeeze the life out of him

you're actually squeezing the stress out it's scientifically proven

smooches on the forehead right between his eyebrows when you push up his hair is like putting new batteries in a flashlight and works every time and on short notice

abuse the kissing privilege even when he's grumpy because it always works

nsfw・headcanons

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vividly describe the most animalistic and carnal desires you want to act out with him...and then act them out

dirty talk puts him in a blank headspace that Lance very rarely knows

it's all the blood rushing to his dick but hush he doesn't know that

absolutely can be yanked right out of the post study stress funk by whispering utter filth in his ear and how you plan on doing it to him

a little kiss of his ear, some light breathing against his cheek and a finger down his spine makes the wizard magically turn into a pile of goo

did you forget the "abuse the kissing privilege" in the above steps? well don't

doesn't matter what you're doing to help him destress make sure your lips are on his

belly down, ass up while you stir up his insides with your fingers or prep him with a slimy toy? make sure you're kissing the corner of his mouth while you do it

folding Lance in half or watching his cock bounce while his guts are rearranged by the fun of your silicone cock filling him up? grab a fistful of that blue hair and mash your lips onto his

overstimming his glistening cock head by riding him to the point of babbling nonsense coming from his lips? muffle it with your tongue down his throat and your lips sealed to his

draining him of every last drop of cum until it's drooling from your cunt or stuffing his cute little hole with loads and loads of cum lube? yep you guessed it, kiss him until he can't remember his name

Lance can and will overcome most stress if you tell him you're gonna fuck him like a good little toy and kiss him like a whore on top of it

#wifey 🦦 ♡#mashle smut #lance crown #mashle magic and muscles smut #lance crown smut #lance crown x reader #mashle x reader #mashle magic and muscles x reader

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sg-l · 7 months

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𝐒. 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨

Tags・femdom!Reader, sub!Gojo, pegging, anal toy(s), praise kink, unedited

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Satoru's breathing hitched in the very pivotal moment you pushed your hips up against him. Reaching down and around to grab his ass, love drunk grin on your face when that was met with a mewling moan more pathetic than the last.

"You're so sensitive for me Satoru..." You mumbled sweetness into his collar bone. Lips dancing along his skin just as your fingers dimpled the skin under them. Groping his his ass firmer and feeling his legs squeeze your hips that much tighter, "...I haven't even put it in yet."

"Shhhh-" He managed to hiss through clenched teeth.

Body trembling from the achingly slow approach of your fingetips. What he sought was the shifting pleasure of you twisting the slimy jewel that had been buried in him for some time now. All day in fact. Building up to this very moment. He couldn't help wiggle his butt back against the slight movement. It was more than he'd gotten all day. And how could you say no to that angelic face?

Twisting it was not enough. Pulling it slightly until it's bulbous end threatened to leave him. Satoru an unabashed whore to let you see, as well as hear, how good it felt. He wiggled himself back on it and used your hand holding the plug to force it back deeper inside himself so not to loose the fulfilling ache he'd been with all day.

"Satoru..." You mumbled against his cheek while playing with the plug in his ass, "How am I gonna fuck your pretty hole if you won't let me take it out?"

Flop of his head to the side. A greedy invitation for you to adorn his neck with all the kisses in the world. You simply obliged and trailed them all over his jawline and neck until he was a leaking mess above you. One particularly coy kiss placed under his ear lobe gave you the perfect chance to pull the plug on him. So to speak.

"Ah ah ah, don't pout pretty boy," You hushed him before he could refute it. Instead letting the gooey toy drop to the side and pushing Satoru up with a palm flush against his chest. Forcing the man to sit up right on your lap. Hovering above the main event, "See." You reached down to stroke his neglected cock and push him back ever so slightly so the tip of your strap could touch his butt cheek, "You're gonna take me so well beautiful. You're practically begging for it now."

"I will beg too," He didn't hide his devilish smile with a wiggle of his hips and his own hands exploring down his body for show, "Don't make me."

"Oh I know you will." You ghosted your fingers across his nipples but only for a second. Instead letting them drop to his hips and reaching back to pull his hips more align with your strap. Groping what you could while Satoru dropped down to his hands and knees above you. More than gleeful when your hands found his ass again. Giving it a playful squeeze before spreading him apart.

Not that it took much. He had prepped after all. When the tip of the silicone toy kissed his entrance Satoru was already being tethered back in so he didn't push it all inside himself at once. Gluttony wanting to get the best of him. You opted for your guidance as he was forced to wiggle and writhe slowly down onto the girth of the toy. Sinking it deeper into him than the plug at been. Right down to your hilt until it curved up against his prostate and your hips pushed up against his ass even with the bulk of the strap in the way. One good thrust up to adjust after such a prolonged torture was enough to get the first little gush drooling from his slit.

"Fuuuuuuck..." Satoru exhaled in the same second his glob of cum rolled down his hard cock. If it was possible even more of you slipping inside his gummy walls. Pressing even harder against his prostate than before. A second smaller bead of cloudy precum making its way down his veiny cock even just from sheathing your length inside him.

"Is that what my pretty boy wanted all day?" You left one hand on his hip to keep him still, the other reaching up as he bent down to caress his cheek. If he could purr or trill you know for a fact he would. Rosy cheeks and warm skin to touch. You gliding your thumb over his cheek admiring the man above you. Like a true work of art he was.

And like art you wanted to see him in his full beauty.

Gripping his wrists and rutting up against him, Satoru's face twisted in pure pleasurable bliss. White brows knotted together with the string of lewd noises falling past his pouty lips. You pulled harder on his arms. Watching his chest and shoulder muscles flex when obeying your grip. Though taller he was nothing more than something to thrust up into if you angled your hips just right under him. Arms to his side all Satoru could do was meagerly roll his hips as you pushed up inside him.

"That's it-" You panted, rubbing your thumb against his wrist where you felt his heart pounding throughout his veins, "You're taking it so good, Satoru you're so pretty up there."

Words for you or for him. It did not matter. His blissful fucked out expression was enough to know how much he loved it. And if that wasn't enough the unwarranted and unwarned eruption of cum was more than obvious. Satoru never warning but frankly you didn't care. Watching his swollen purple tip get covered in the sticky, nasty streaks of thick cum as it poured out of his slit. Each thrust up into him resulting in more and more cum. Fucking him just right so he was drained each time your strap kissed his prostate. It wasn't until he was gasping like a fish out of air and his hips gave out, did you slow your thrusts to a near stop.

Collapsing on top of you so you could pull him closer. You felt the sticky mess between your two bodies and didn't care. Only wanting to feel down his back and grab onto his butt. Satoru silent until you pushed down on his hips and thrusted up into him at the same time. Choking moans being ripped from his throat and the twitch of his cock against your belly. You smiled into the crook of his neck and held him down as you fucked him. Slamming your strap right into his belly if you could. Pushing him to the limit until there wasn't an ounce of muscle in him and only the sound of slapping skin from your hips.

"...that had to be a record." You murmured into his ear. Kissing the side of his head gingerly as you released him but did not take your touch. Wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders and holding him to you. Strap buried inside him but Satoru too spent at the moment to do anything besides curl his arms under your neck and hold onto you just as quickly.

"Who said I was done?" He rubbed his nose against your cheek before pressing his face deeper into the crook of your neck, "Besides...that was a new toy, that hardly counts."

"Hardly counts?" Unable to keep from chuckling you kissed the side of his head once more and slowly patted down his white hair and tickled along his undercut, "It counts when you're too cute to stop fucking."

"Don't make promises you can't keep."

"Oh, don't worry." You leaned up under him only to playfully nip his ear lobe and cause the man to shutter, "I intend to keep all my promises to you darling."

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sg-l · 7 months

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👏🏻 Curse!Gojo 👏🏻 Curse!Gojo 👏🏻 Curse!Gojo 👏🏻

What's his way of showing you affection in this new cursed form? We talked about how he'd be a lap dog but like....is he just laying on top of you from time to time bc he loves you and needs to see your face??

Elaborate for the peeps in the back ☺️

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・curse!Satoru Gojo Headcanons・

a/n・I'm so bad at formulating headcanons you know this?? also how did you find an otter emoji?? Fandom・Jujutsu Kaisen Character(s)・Satoru Gojo Tags・sloppy headcanons, curse!Gojo AU, fluff, unedited

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curse!Gojo is...enormous

lets just get the physical implications of cursing the strongest jujutsu sorcerer in the world because curse!Gojo is...a lot

both in personality as well as sheer size and monstrous appearance

think...cursed Howl Pendragon, meets gluttonous No Face's limbs, owlbeast Eda Clawthorn shape with owlbeast Lilth Clawthron color palette and retractable neck

and I fully headcanon him as having no physical appearance of eyes/nose etc but a black banding around where his eyes should be and the rest of his faceless head is a very large un-hingable jaw with the rest of his face being "splashed" in white before transitioning to the bulk of his dark body

ok ok ok enough about the way the curse looks; and more about the way he acts!

like most cursed souls curse!Gojo is dangerously obsessed with you

you are his only purpose in life as well as the only thing tying him to a physical "life" and his animal instinct will not let that bond be broken no matter the cost

curse!Gojo basically feels no pain and it's scarier to see in action than it is to just think he's a stubborn fighter

he is insanely affectionate; to the point it's smothering

ideally he'd be sealed away in a cursed object but nothing can hold all of him (to no one's surprise)

so that being said curse!Gojo does at time have the annoying nuances of a shikigami or a familiar but make it 1000x worse

giant lap dog 🤝 pissy cat 🤝 needy brat

curse!Gojo likes to show his affection by planting himself right behind you and more times than not laying a part of his grotesques form on you

no idea about his actual size nor would he care if you tried to explain it to him because he just won't listen

curse!Gojo wants to be touching you at some point all the time or else he does get practically...antsy

not a good idea for him to be restless, it's in everyone's best interest for curse!Gojo to remain calm as long as possible

brings you dead curses and to no one surprise, likes to play with them! he will make it a point to have you watch him disembody things.

People, curses, animals...the only thing curse!Gojo will not touch is young individuals

that's a post for later

his ideal way to have your attention is to absolutely maul your target into a pulp right in front of you and frankly there's no other way for him to kill besides over the top right in front of you

on a less gruesome note, yes, he insists on sleeping with you

curse!Gojo thankfully has very little intention of suffocating you so he's happy to have you lay on top of him or curls up around you as the biggest spoon in the world

regretfully curse!Gojo does lick and drool when overtly excited and talks in the fastest string of broken sentences any being could

you get real good at understanding the gibberish don't worry

curse!Gojo loves "self care" and by that it means he loves having you hold his face, pick things out of his teeth, booping his non existent nose and giving him forehead kisses

exceptionally fond of carrying you and pouts when you don't let him hold you 24/7

and the most horrifying thing curse!Gojo loves to show his affection is...play wrestling

don't worry he basically just wants to engulf you in a hug and roll around with you but it can be off putting to those who are not familiar with either of you two yet

#wifey 🦦 ♡#idk that's the tag you get lol but guess who's not shutting up about curse!Gojo !!!#its me im not shutting up about it #curse!gojo au #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #gojo saturo #jjk satoru #jjk gojo #gojo x you #gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen

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sg-l · 7 months

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Chapter 236? No no no Gege you miss spelled cursed Gojo, he's haunting me forever now!

#pulling a yuuta #capitalizing on curse!Satoru bc Gege is loosing his author card #hi yes its me and my massive cursed husband now #dead? no you mean cursed giant man with a face only a mother could love #sorry gege I'll take it over from now #start a series with curse!Satoru to cope? yes #turn to hard drugs? maybe #jjk spoilers #jjk 236 #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #jjk gojo

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10:08・Satoru Gojo

Fandom・Jujutsu Kaisen Character(s)・Satoru Gojo Word Count・1.7k Tags・fem!Reader implied, manga spoilers, major character death, hurt/no comfort, angst, gore/blood, unedited

"I need you to curse me when I die."

Without the sweet sticky Okinawa beverage clinging to your throat after just one sip; those words alone were enough to force the feeling of clawing fingers digging their way out of your throat. The fruit drink just danced with the bile in your throat when the two of them met at the back of your mouth.

"E-Excuse me-?!" There was no right amount of exclamation you could put into your tone to convey the absurdity of his request, "You want me to what-?"

Satoru seemed immune to the words that came out of his mouth. Perhaps because he had been the one to say them. To you they seemed wildly off the cuff. But to him what was said was as normal as asking about the beautiful weather the two of you found yourself enjoying at the popular vacation area. The Okinawan sun was not bright enough to reason heat exhaustion to explain his otherworldly request.

"Satoru you cannot just spout some shit off like that and-"

"I'm not spouting shit off." He clarified. Dead somber too. Satoru laid back in his beach chair, tucking his arms up behind his head just to give his skull something to rest on while he stared up at the beauty of this same spot, "When I die, I need you to curse me."

"Pff." Without acknowledgement you shook your head refusing to listen to his words and filled your mouth with another big swig of your sugary drink so it was impossible to answer his ludicrous words.

"You're not listening to me." Satoru gave a light hearted pout as he remained gazing up at the sky.

Such the audacity to act like you were refusing to pick up his dry cleaning when he was simply busy on a Tuesday. The merit of what he was asking versus his tone did not match but what was to be expected from the Gojo heir's flippancy in life.

"I will not." You swallowed the lump of drink as well as bile making its home in your throat. With your lips to the straw you paused before taking another drink, "...I refuse." And when you peaked a glance back at him lounging you expected this to be a test or perhaps a sick joke. One of the other but not the vacant look he was sending off to the sky above the two of you. If it had been either of the above, Satoru would have surely broken character by now. And when that didn't happen you realized he was serious. You lowered your drink from your lips and watched the straw twirl around to the other side of the cup and away from your lips, "...You're Satoru Gojo. Don't act like you can die or some stupid shit. Especially on vacation, what the hell's wrong with you?"

Plucking his shades off his face, Satoru sat up in his beach chair as he was rubbing his eyes, "...What Yuuta Okkotsu did to his young friend was horrific, yes."

"And so why would you ask me to do that? We just got out here, is your brain already that baked? Should we go back inside?"

"It was horrific because that girl had no say in it." Satoru ignored you, leaning forward on his chair with his glasses settled on his lap, "He bound her to an eternity of confusion and pain and suffering, not knowing any better when it happened."

The incident was a few months ago. And either side of it wasn't something you'd wish on either side. The cursed one or the one keeping them tied down to such a painful existence. That fact alone, and that Satoru was asking to replicate such an awful thing with you for some undefined death day he suddenly sprung on you, made your skin prick with goosebumps and the constricting feeling of fingers crushing your throat from the inside out as anxiety over the topic washed over you.

Falling as sober about the topic as he was, you still gave a little shake of your head but kept staring down at your drink that now made you too nauseous to even think about tasting, "...don't talk like that, Satoru."

"It scares you, doesn't it?"

What a stupid question. It filled you with almost instant white hot rage when he asked. Whipping your head around this was the moment you were ready to catch him in some twisted joke at your expense; and ready to rightfully chew him out for it. Only to see he was not smiling nor was he jesting over dark humor shared in the Jujutsu profession. Satoru was, by all accounts, as sincere as the day he told you he loved you.

The look of confusion and ailment over such a topic was evident on your face. Not so much on him but Satoru couldn't convey his feelings correctly as it was. He'd had ages to think about this. You, he'd only given a few minutes to think of.

"When I die..." Satoru spoke softly as to not disturb the peaceful nature that submerged them in the Oiknawan sun. His hand extended out to find the sunkissed warmth of your cheek on his fingertips, "When I die-" He reiterated like hearing it once wasn't already enough for you, "-curse me with every ounce of love you have for me. To the fullest extent."

"Satoru I-"

His touch dropped from your cheek. Not leaving you. Only his thumb drawing a soft line along your jaw and oddly enough down the center of your throat. It felt suffocating, feeling his thumb glide over your throat. Forcing it closed in fact but at the same time the sour taste rushed your mouth as saliva pooled under your tongue in the worst way.

Satoru's touch faded but the thud in your chest felt like it'd leapt in your throat when he drew away to speak, "That way, I'll be there to protect you, even when I fail."

"SATORU!"

His name burned the second it ripped from your throat. The hands that held you back were familiar but yet the body they held back was strange to you. Yuuta tugging at your arm to keep you safely within the watching area. Utahime doing the same thing even as she screamed at you with demands for you to keep your senses about you, those noises were dulled to you. In fact you couldn't even hear her. Or the other students behind you. Even the monster in Megumi's body was speaking silent words when his mouth moved on the giant screen before you.

Ringing in your ear deafening but unyielding to anyone or anything around you. They weren't here. No one was here. You stared at the blood pouring from the corners of his mouth as Satoru's torso laid apart from the gooey bloodied waistline he'd been sliced at. Your own blood thumping in your veins while his blood oozed out onto the dirty rubble under his disembodied corpse. Suddenly that dreadful feeling from nearly a year ago blossomed in your stomach.

Having thought it was tucked away never to be felt again, it was the only thing strong enough to blanket your senses. Putrid, stomach lurching sickness akin to how sweet that drink was that day on the Okinawa beach. Your body ran as hot and cold like the two elements were fighting in your veins that very moment. Petrified in place, it was for the worst of it to come yet. If seeing his body broken into pieces on the ground, out of your reach, wasn't enough to make your skin beg to be torn from your flesh. The sensation of his thumb, so clearly pressing down on your throat in that very moment, overtook you. Like fingers crawling around your throat. Clamping down ready to rid your body of its contents. You made like you were going to throw up just to find you couldn't move even a single joint in your own fingers.

Satoru Gojo lay dead on the concrete out there. But there was no mistaking the hand curling around your throat. Constricting your airways. Burning your flesh. Blurred darkness encroaching on your vision. Slowly blurring out the sight of his corpse on the screen before you. You begged yourself not to blink. Pleaded with your body to not close your eyes. Scared to lose him. Even more scared to reopen them to see what was truly right there for the world to see. If you blinked then you'd remember his face desolate and bloody like it was now forever. But you could not stave off the feeling of being swallowed into awful darkness. You were not as strong as you'd once thought on that sunny beach.

Eyes closed, if only for a millisecond, you didn't need to open them to know what was in front of you also had the death grip on your throat.

"Satoru-" The name did not match what had come before you. It caused your stomach to lurch into your throat but the fist around your neck ceased it from coming up. Tears welled in your eyes because it now stood above you, blocking the tv with his dead body, letting you only see it and nothing else. "S-Satoru-" Your lips quivered and tears streamed down your cheek while the monster refused its grip on your throat.

For that is where it would stay. Until you died with it. The twisted cursed beast that looked nothing like him but felt exactly like his flesh. You didn't want this. You never wanted this. But you weren't strong enough. He'd known that when he brought it up. Satoru Gojo had planned on cursing you the very day he fell in love with you. Twisted together, never ready to let go. You couldn't even see his body one last time. The other's screams erupted in your mind for the first time. There was no time to mourn as south was the only way to go in the rush to safety after this plan had failed. You were ushered to run with the rest of the group. To run with the weight of love around your throat.

Leaving a part of yourself there while you took a part of him you never wanted in the first place.

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fingering him on the clock because wasting personal time when he could collect a pay check and be fucking himself stupid on your fingers is simply too much of a temptation to ignore ♡

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Fandom・Jujutsu Kaisen Character(s)・Satoru Gojo Tags・femdom!Reader, sub!Gojo, praise kink, body worship, sex toy(s) usage, manga spoilers, edging, prostate stimulation, handjob, unedited

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With your legs linked around his waist, Satoru had little place to go even if he wanted to. Though there was really no place he'd rather be than right between your legs in the very heat of the moment.

"That's my good boy..." Your voice stirs the goosebumps prickling all over his skin when you whisper to him. Just that isn't enough though to make him feel desired. Drawing your fingertips with the lightest of touches over his bare arms. Your finger pads dip down to the curves of his muscles with ease and familiarity. Feeling as well as hearing him stifle the throaty moan bubbling in his chest. Just as your touch would come down past his elbow, there's a moment of hesitation as well as Satoru stiffening in your lap. One hand continuing down to his forearm, while the other touches nothing. The rest of his arm missing below his elbow, no longer to be stroked by you ever again.

Before he's able to shift even a centimeter more, you press your lips against his neck and encase him in your arms. Hugging him just as tight as your legs were doing. Keeping Satoru's back pressed to your bare chest until the man had nothing left to do but melt into your touch.

"My very best boy." You heap on the sweet words. Not letting his missing appendage get in the way of adoring his body as it was meant to be.

Satoru's head rolls back against your shoulder. Limp in your lap as some things never change. As much of a sucker for neck kisses as he had been from day one.

It wasn't the only thing he was weak against though. Your legs linked around his waist in part to keep him close to you and savor every inch of him. But also allowing you to keep his legs parted as the new fun toy that had started it all remained snuggly slipped inside him.

"I'm going to turn it on now Satoru..." A warning he was very much ready for.

The slow rotating wheel of the machine began at it's lowest setting. Urging the slippery shaft of the dildo deeper inside him than it had been. Taking from Satoru a truly pathetic whine. His entire body tensing in your lap but nothing was as wonderful as the sight of his cock jumping to life.

"Fuuuuuck..." Satoru's breath hot against your cheek with that exhale of pure ecstasy, "Turn it up." He whined.

"Don't tempt me 'toru..." Your finger hovered over the next setting. Prep or not, you knew he could take it. Still you resisted the urge to fuck him senseless on the handy machine. Instead savoring the sight of his cock slowly swelling and growing until it stood at attention.

Leaking purple head glistening with slick precum. All pouring out down the underside of his cock as the silicone toy abused the sweet spot up against his prostate. Satoru's whining growing with his hard on. A lost arm would not stop him wiggling and writing in your lap. Buckling down on your hold on his waist. Your arms curled around his torso but with a little surprise in your hand.

"S-Shit-" Was all Satoru could managed through clenched teeth when he felt the gooey insides of his favorite handheld pocket pussy engulf his cock. The two of you no stranger to staring down at his cock a beautiful shade of red inside the walls of the crystal clear cock sleeve. Stretching it's gummy walls to accommodate his length.

You weren't about to run the battery out of the new toy just yet. Satoru could argue that was what recharging them were for. But you didn't have that kind of patience and wanted to leave him a drained mess before the battery gave up.

With a wet squelch of the lube inside the toy. You squish the outside of the toy around his cock with a firmer grip before slowly beginning to pump his dick to the rhythm of the machine fucking him. What lube that didn't stay within the tight confines of the pocket pussy were simply a messy drooling steam of lube dripping down his balls and adding to the mess around his entrance.

Already sliding into him so easy, it was impossible for you now to not want to turn up the speed. Cranking it up not one but two notches. The arc in Satoru's back was evidence enough that the positioning was perfect. Curved tip of the toy no longer only lightly kissing his prostate. Satoru left begging for a breath as his walls clench around the toy you purposedly turned up. Mess only growing as he has no control over the toy inside him or the one you wrapped around his cock.

"Gonna drain my pretty boy dry...you'll gimme all your cum won't you 'toru?" Your lips dancing against his cheek when you mumbled your sweet words to him. Hand still moving up and down his swollen cock as the wet noises grew. Instead of panting and pleading all the man could do was crane his neck to the side to stifle his noises against your lips. Deep passionate kiss as you taste the desperation on his tongue. Twirling around your own as spit seeped around the corners of your lips. All until the strongest sorcerer alive just couldn't hold back.

Tip of the crystal clear pocket pussy growing cloudy. Then beginning completely filled white. Satoru's cum pooled around his sensitive tip head and all in the see through sex toy. His orgasm not only being ridden out by the ribbed walls of the toy you continued to stroke him with. But the inhuman speed that never faltered as the machine before him fucked him at the same exact mind numbing pace as his orgasm rode itself out.

Kiss broken by his panting. Satoru looked like he was going to try and speak to the best of his abilities after such an orgasm. But like the saint you were, you turned the machine up just as he was about to speak. Causing a ripple through his toned body. Convulsing with the wave of nearing overstimulation. It wasn't bad though as his pretty blue eyes fluttered shut and Satoru visibly tried to wiggle himself more down on the machine abusing his sensitive little prostate for the time being.

He looked so blissfully cute fucked out on the machine. Your hand squeezing and milking the drops of cum out of his length. Collecting it in the pocket pussy until you felt him starting to go limp inside it. Only then did you pull off the soiled toy and admire the sight as his cum drooled out of the mouth of the sex toy. Dripping down on his spent cock. Instead of cleaning it up though you let the rest drip down onto the shaft of the toy burying itself inside him. Satoru's own cum blessing the dildo still being fucked into him. A slippery nasty mess but one you couldn't help but love. Loving every inch of his body just like you always had. And more than ready to watch his own cum get fucked back into him just like it should be.

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Just like that his walls flutter around your finger. Urging you to dip more of you into him but refraining as you flutter just the very pad up against the sweetest spot imaginable to the sorcerer.

"Fuuuuuuck..." The curse leaves his lips like a heavy exhale. Satoru being no stranger to pushing himself back onto your hand like a glutton. Mewling in disappointment when you pull back just as he pushes against you, "C'mon...just give it to me..."

An unsatisfied tut of your tongue against the roof of your mouth as you shake your head and wiggle your finger inside him, "Whining gets you nowhere 'toru, you know this."

Sharply inhaling through his clenched teeth do nothing to hide his arousal leaking from his slit. Cock hung between his legs as his ass remained in the air. Presenting himself to you like a beast in heat but only getting the simple relief of a measly finger inside his guts. Satoru ignored your words and let out another spiteful whine, "It was a hard day....this isn't faaaaaiiiir."

Righting your finger back inside him. Dipping your finger pad downwards and extracting such a sharp inhale from the man before you. You watch his cock jump to life the second you stroke along his prostate in such a simple motion. Adding to the feeling when your free hand curls around his cock and you press your thumb firmly against the drooling slit of his neglected cock, "You're so pretty when you whine. How could I say no to that?"

Nothing short of an elated trill tries to come from Satoru's lips but is derailed as you massage your thumb, and only your thumb, into his slimy cock head. Running it up and down his leaking slit as you plunge your finger deeper into him.

Slow and methodic until Satoru's hips are rocking against your hand. Engulfing your finger and slathering it in the excess lube slick and pooling between your fingers. Every muscle jumping to life on his body but not quite as much as his walls clenching around you. Inviting you for more and making it impossible for you to not oblige.

With another finger sliding up as you pull out. Slick and wet. So little resistance when both of your fingers plunge back into him. Satoru's whining shut up for now as the first bead of cloudy cum leaks out of his tip. Only for you to massage it back into his tip. Cock swelling and twitching in your hand. He was nowhere near done. And you had just the right thing for his grueling day.

Every last drop of cum would be drained from him. Until Satoru was a cute little mess laying in a puddle of his own cum for you to admire. The ultimate cure for a stressful day as a sorcerer.

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With a delicate touch that gave him a shudder just as you drew your fingertip down the underside of his cock, Lance was immensely powerless at that very moment with you between his legs. Veins bulging with blood as they ran up and down either side of his aching dick. Slimy precum that drooled down his shaft wasn't enough to alleviate the stomach churning ache you worsened in him when you gathered up a bit of the stretch fabric and pulled it even tighter into a knot at his base.

Cock bobbing with the shudder that ran up his spine. Purple swollen tip glistening with what meager bits of precum that could make it past the constricting knot of panties around his base. The elastic waist band tightened under your control. Making him even more sensitive as he throbbed to the simple sensation of air touching his poor cock.

"Aww..." You took away all forms of attention. Drawing out a pathetic distasteful mewl from that man in front of you, "Bet you wish those were your sweet little sister's panties around your cock don't you?" Before he could think to reply, your fingers curled around the bulbous head of his cock just to give a playful squeeze. Earning the only reply you needed, which was a lowly moan from the stoic man, "But my panties will have to do, won't they you perv?"

Pumping your fist over his gruelingly sensitive tip. Sloppy wet noises filling the small space between the two of you as you massaged his slimy mess into his dick. Lance's legs shifting and bucking himself up when the agonizingly slow handjob wasn't cutting it.

"How selfish of you," You tightened your fist just to watch a bead of beautiful precum bubble up at his slit, grinning up at Lance when you pressed your thumb into his tip and rubbed the excess around, "Doing this all for yourself? For your own pleasure? That's so selfish of a man who does things for others now, isn't it?"

"N-Not- Selfish-" All he could manage through baited breath when he struggled to fill his lungs with more air. Lance squirmed around under your touch only to find himself drowning in pleasure. Unable to even think much more when you began jerking him off.

His disgusting noises filling the room. Paired with your snide remarks only rubbed worse into him when you'd giggle and comment on how pathetic he was being after he was the one to ask you for this. Hand milking away at the slimy mess pouring from the his slit. Lance's panting growing tenfold the second those pretty boy blue eyes rolled to the back of his head. The knot of panties constricting his cock wouldn't stop him when you pushed him over the edge. Even with such a tight thing making his cock pulsate, Lance was powerless as the first little sputter of cum landed on his tummy.

Unlike how you'd promised him you'd undo the bindings when his orgasm crashed over him. Simply pumping your sticky wet hand over his dick as he wiggled and writhed under you seemed to be enough. Lance's stomach painted in ropes of thick white cum. Balls draining themselves to the simplicity of your hand wrapped around his cock like a true perv. He was left a cum covered mess with a cock still swollen and red from the panty themed cock ring you'd cinched around him ages ago when this all started.

Panting and unaware of your actions. Lance gave a protestful moan as you untied his cock. Unable to open his eyes just yet but feeling when you swiped up the fabric of your panties all along his tummy. Before he knew it, Lance was met with the powerful scent of your used underwear and the slimy mess of cold cum you'd very clearly wiped off of him.

"Clean em off ya perv." You instructed while forcing the crotch of your dirty cum stained panties into his mouth.

Greedily Lance took as much of the pungent fabric into his mouth. Salivating all over them even if meant infusing his mouth with his own cum. The mixture intoxicating. Eyes closed and head tipped back as he nursed on the fabric.

Yanking them from his mouth, you ignored him when he groaned in protest. Lance finally opening his eyes to see you flipping out your panties and pulling them back on up under your skirt. Just the opposite of when he'd watched you'd slipped out of them early.

With a wink and a finger up against your lips, you shushed him just in case, "I won't tell anyone you like my panties more. As long as we get to play again."

Before he could realize what you meant by that exactly. It was an extra step of flustered panic when Lance realized you put your panties back on to leave. He jerked forward to get you to stop but was quickly reminded of the other article of clothing you'd tied him up with, "Wait- Wait I'm still tied up you can't-"

Finger to your lips and a grin, you shushed him once more with no sign you were going to come back and untie the Crown heir, "Bring em back washed next time and maybe I'll let you touch my boobs."

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