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httpshujii · 24 days

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“You’ve got to be shitting me.”

With Suguru’s broad build filling up the narrow door frame, you couldn’t tell what seemed to bother him all of a sudden. What would bother him anyways considering the hotel you guys will be staying at has every fancy aspect you can think of.

An onsen, a world class restaurant, and even a whole theater that fits over a thousand people for God’s sake. So what is the issue with the shiniest hotel in all of Japan?

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m changing the room.”

“What? Why?!”

But he isn’t even listening, already dialing away on his phone, most probably calling Yaga to complain about whatever reason there is.

“Will you tell me what’s wrong or not?”

“Why won’t he answer his shitty phone?!”

“Geto Suguru!”

“Huh?”

You like him? Speaks the voice in your head. And with a roll of your eyes, you purse your lips as a frown tugs at your lips, “What’s bothering you so much to the point where you want to change the room?”

And that’s when the male’s pale skin reddens, a veiny hand covering half his face, a groan of a bothered soul escaping his throat, “There’s…there’s only one bed.”

“Huh.”

You shake your head, you didn’t hear him right…right?

He sighs and pushes you ahead of him. Now with the room in your view, your heart drops at the sight of a small couch, a desk, and a single king sized bed, “Oh.”

“Yaga I’m gonna commit heinous crimes on you.” You grit out as you hold your phone against your ear.

“Why?”

“You booked us a room with one bed! That’s why!”

Suguru plops against the bed and groans into the sheets as you continue taking your pajamas out from the mini suitcase you carried.

“I didn’t book the room.”

A long, very, extremely, uncomfortable silence lingers around you. Oh fuck no.

“I’m sorry, I’ll call you back later.”

Quickly hanging up you scroll through your contacts pressing on a certain someone’s and the call rings three times before he finally answers.

“I’m going to put you in a pit of spiky rocks then proceed to pour lava on your skinny body of nothing but paper thin skin and fragile bones.”

“You love me so much~”

Of course Gojo would book a room in the richest hotel and of course he’d put you and Suguru in one bedroom with one bed.

“When I catch you Satoru…” He giggles instead, you can just imagine that stupid smirk on his face and how he’s probably buying some sweets considering the sounds of people and cars beeping in the background.

“I’m doing the both of you a favor, you should thank me instead of threatening my existence.”

“You’re so funny, I’m dying.” You snap out, injecting as much sarcasm as you can into your comment.

“Anyways, I should get going and you, Miss I Have The Biggest Crush On Gojo’s Hot Best Friend, should go and snuggle up with him, no?”

“I’m gonna eat you.”

“Cannibalism is frowned upon here-”

And with that, you hang up and toss your phone on the bed, “And obviously he won’t change the room because we’re broke and he’s basically rubbing his money in our faces.”

“Mhm.”

Suguru finally picks himself up after a considerable amount of time, as if he’s relishing in the comfort of the bed, “I’ll take the couch.”

“Half of you won’t even fit.”

“I’ll make myself fit.”

“You’re stupid.”

“Am not.”

“Look at me?” And he does, he takes every single chance to look at you when you’re talking or not, when you’re paying attention in class or not, when you’re walking or not. He watches you whenever he can and he’ll never, ever get bored.

You point at yourself, spinning around in a slow 360, “Are you aware of my size?”

“Yes.”

“And I’d fit better on the couch don’t you think?”

“Yes but the bed is comfier.”

“Doesn’t matter-”

“It does.”

“Don’t. Don’t interrupt me next time please.”

“…”

“But it’s comfier-”

“Damn it Suguru, just take the stupid bed.”

“No thanks.” “I’ll bite your knee caps.”

“I’m older than you and you should listen to me.”

He’s so sassy sometimes.

“By a month?”

“Still older.”

“I hate you.”

“No you do-…Okay wha- what’re you doing?”

He holds back a laugh, crossing his arms as he looks down at your laying body. There you are, in all your stubborn glory, laying down on the rugged floor with your arms crossed over your chest. “I’ll sleep on the floor if I have to, you’re taking the bed.”

“You know I can just carry you right?”

“If you do, I’ll never forgive you.”

“Worth a shot.”

It’s late, and it’s settled, you’re gonna cramp yourself onto the couch. Despite the tightness, it’s kinda nice. Or at least that’s what you try to tell yourself because the brick that’s holding your body is not helping.

But you shall resist! You nuzzle into the pillow, the only semblance and replacement for your bed back at Jujutsu Tech.

“You sure you don’t want the bed? It’s warm.” Despite the sincerely concerned tone in his voice, you can’t help but feel like he’s egging you on.

“No thanks. Enjoy it.”

With your back facing him, you rely on your hearing to conclude that he’s finally going to snuggle into that cloud of a bed and enjoy a good night’s sleep. But no.

You should’ve known that with Suguru’s generous nature would not allow you to sleep on the couch peacefully, you should’ve known that he’d carry you no matter how many times you kick and squirm in his hold, claiming that he’d drop you, you should already know that he will never, ever, drop you, and you shouldn’t be aware of how painfully hard his heart is pounding against his chest but that’s a little hard considering you were basically sandwiched against him.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“You’re gonna complain tomorrow morning and I don’t want to hear it.”

That’s a lie, he loves when you complain.

“That’s not my problem.”

“Just- please? We can put a pillow in between us…”

That seems to shut you up and with a sigh of relief, you succumb to the urges. With his promise kept, he places a pillow between you. And as morning rolls around, Suguru can't help the heat that engulfs him at the sight of the pillow long gone and instead your little body nuzzling against his.

@b0nten : IM SO SORRY IT TOOK THIS LONG

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garoujo · 10 months

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✩ ˛˚ . WAKING UP WITH THEM feat. 𝓙𝓤𝓙𝓤𝓣𝓢𝓤 𝓚𝓐𝓘𝓢𝓔𝓝!

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ characters: gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi + itadori yuuji

warnings! none, fluff ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! hi it’s been so long + i just got a sudden urge to write with the new season + all! life has been super cray but hopefully i get to do some more jjk again ueueue! back to my roots <3

✩ ˛˚ . GOJO SATORU

it was almost a mission getting up next to gojo, or more so having to actually get out of bed when you have your overgrown clingy boyfriend wrapped around you.

his breathing is soft, the rise and fall of his chest is steady and despite the way the light barely breaks into the room you can see the way his lashes still rest along his cheeks.

now’s your chance, you think to yourself as you ease gojo’s arm from where he’s got it draped over your waist — gently as to not jolt him awake as you push yourself closer to the edge of the bed. you gently swing your legs over the edge, but just as you go to push yourself up you hear the slow, drowsy drawl of a man who’s definitely not about to let you do that.

“oh, what’s this? i don’t think so, sweet thing.” your snowy haired boyfriend grunts as his arms take their previous place around your waist from behind, tighter this time before you’re pulled back into his chest with such an ease you almost squeak. you barely heard him move and the speed he always seems to despite the early hours still makes your head feel dizzy.

“you wouldn’t leave me cold would you? where’s your heart?” gojo teases but you note that he’s warm when he’s pushing himself into the crook of your neck, letting his lips graze along the skin there as he chuckles at the way you shudder at the touch. he knows you’re pouting, your little mission not so successful—but he still thinks it’s adorable the way you melt back into him regardless.. like you were secretly hoping for the loss.

“you were literally asleep a second ago.” your words are accompanied by a playful pinch at his cheek before his large palms graze under your shirt, squeezing at your waist as he pulls away to give you a tilted look. his sleepy smirk is in place as it stretches wide before he leans into to press a quick kiss against your lips, then another against your cheek that lingers.

“oh yeah? but i thought i was still in a dream, sweet girl.” crystalline eyes pull back to look over you, mapping out your features like gojo hasn’t already committed them to memory. but you think it’s unfair how handsome he seems to look in the mornings, especially when you’re trying to resist the way he makes you want to give in to his request to stay in bed a little longer.

“yeah yeah, just get up already.”

“nuh ugh, you’ve not even given me my good morning kiss yet. how will i survive the day, hm?”

✩ ˛˚ . GETO SUGURU

you need to get up, geto knows when your alarm goes off for the third time even though it was the first that woke him. “i know you’re awake, pretty girl.” he hums against your temple, but you’re still pressed up into him and every attempt to shake you gently awake has you inching yourself closer to his chest rather than to the edge of the bed.

“come on.” his words are accompanied by the smooth trace of his hands along the curve of your spine and you think it’s a little contradictory, the way he’s making you melt even more into him despite the way it’s supposed to be waking you up instead.

“sugu, but i’m tired.” a kiss to your forehead and a squeeze of his hand at your hips and you hear geto chuckle as he pulls back to look at you — his dark hair still messily framing his features as he pushes himself up.

“yeah? you seemed to be sleeping well when you were snoring.” he teases even as one arm still wraps around you and pulls you into him anyway. chuckling, long and low when you grumble before nuzzling into the crook of his neck to press butterfly kisses along his skin.

“i don’t snore.” you reply before you find yourself lost in him, geto always smelled good, so good you wanted to wrap yourself in him like the blanket you wrap yourself in at night. you hear him hum at your words; like he’s not quite convinced before he’s reaching over you to tap at the alarm, again.

“but we really need to get up.” he sighs but somehow manages to keep you still pressed against him as he sits up, letting you curl up against his chest as the first cold press of morning air rolls over your shoulders while he stretches.

you look up at him with drowsy features but it seems to warm you from the inside out when you notice he’s already staring, a smirk in place before he’s pinching once at your cheek and kissing your lips when they jut out into a pout.

“hey, don’t gimme that look after all of those alarms, pretty girl.”

✩ ˛˚ . NANAMI KENTO

waking up with nanami was easy, or more so being woken up by him. he was always up early, waking you up with a sweet kiss against your cheek, followed by another against your temple. his coffee still lingers on his lips but you think it’s familiar, like it makes the first stretch of the day come a little easier when hes resting over you.

“morning, sweetheart.” his voice is a low drawl but he knows you’ll probably still be in bed by the time he leaves. but you know you’ll walk into the kitchen to sliced fruit on the table and your slippers will be waiting in their place over the edge — perfectly positioned for you to slide into because he knows the floor is a little colder in the morning.

“morning, kento.” your voice is cute, barely audible but nanami’s still close enough to hear it as he lets his palm push gently down the curve of your shoulder — squeezing at the skin affectionately. your eyes are barely open, but you can still feel the way he tucks the comforter over you, sighing softly before he pulls back.

“do you want me to bring in dinner?” he asks, you’re barely awake but he still waits for an answer. a little nod follows and he smiles to himself when you subconsciously roll onto his side of the bed, seeking out the small remainder of the warmth he’d left behind although you’d still rather he be next to you instead.

“then i won’t be late, i have dinner plans now after all.” nanami pulls back to take another sip of his coffee but you still seem to find the consciousness to reach out to grab at the cuff of his shirt. a drowsy blink up at him and he knows he can’t deny you when he’s leaning over you again, leaving you with another few kisses that find him having to smooth down his shirt and hair again afterwards.

✩ ˛˚ . FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

you think it’s charming, the way megumi is already looking at you as you wake, blinking blearily at your dark haired boyfriend as he gives you a content sort of look. you blink again, stretching slightly before you roll onto your side, edging yourself closer before you speak. “were you watching me sleep?”

your question is still drawled as you tease him, barely awake but you can still see the way it makes him jolt slightly — like he’s been caught in a daze as the tips of his ears sting with a blush. “no” but his reply is too quick, followed by a tsk while he’s suddenly looking everywhere but at you with a pout on his lips that only seems to lure you closer.

you giggle as you press yourself into megumi’s side, humming at the grumpy expression on his face because you still think it’s cute the way he lets you climb all over him. “what? i think it’s cute.” he softens at that, slightly as his eyes dart quickly to look at you before they’re gone again.

you let the silence settle for a few moments before you feel his arm reach to wrap gently around your waist, securing you against him before he clears his throat to finally say something. but his gaze remains on the ceiling. “i wasn’t staring..” he begins before he gives you another quick look, “.. you, you just made a sound, i was checking on you.”

you hum at megumi’s little excuse as your press your cheek into his shoulder, failing to hide the way your lips are starting to stretch into a grin that he notices before his brows furrow slightly. “hm? you looked happy about it.” you tease again and you feel his fingers squeeze at your waist slightly as he breathes out a long sigh and curls you closer.

“shutup.”

✩ ˛˚ . ITADORI YUUJI

on the rare occasions itadori seemed to wake up before you, you were never far behind — mostly because he couldn’t seem to wait too long without you. so you always seemed to find yourself woken up by a few messy kisses, pressed quickly into your cheeks, then your neck, then your nose until you’re pushing him away playfully at the way they tickle your skin.

“yuuji! i’m awake..” you huff out as your overgrown boyfriend leans his weight over you, like a giant puppy licking his owner awake in the morning as he sends you a bright grin. you always thought it was cute how pretty he still seemed to be in the mornings, even when his hair is messy and it’s barely 8am— there’s still a soft sort of glow in his eyes when they meet yours.

“morning!” itadori replies, his voice is lower than normal but he still handles you softly despite how tightly he wants to wrap you in his arms. but he was warm, sort of like sunshine and you think you quite enjoy the moments when you get to wake up under the sun.

“do you wanna get breakfast?” you ask softly and you swear you feel your boyfriend squeeze you tighter at that. but your arms wrap around him and he doesn’t think anything is gonna be as good as the feeling of you against his chest right now.

“five more minutes, babe. i wanna cuddle a little longer.” itadori’s words are muffled when he speaks them into your skin, continuing where he left off on his onslaught of kisses as he peppers them across your features. across your cheeks, along your jawline and down your neck until he’s pressing you into your pillows and groaning when you scratch your fingers through his hair.

but you accept, even though in five more minutes you know it’ll be ten.

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httpshujii · 3 months

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𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 彡 In which . . . Suguru doesn't lose his sanity.

〔CW〕 — Crying, punching (one time), forehead kisses.

〔AN〕 — @s3ishu I FINALLY FINISHED IT

Suguru is always gentle. So it’s a big surprise when he grabs your hand a little too harshly and squeezes until you feel like your bones are about to break. Immediately worrying, you glance up at his eyes, narrowed and darkened.

“Suguru-”

“What is this?”

If you knew any better, this isn’t the Suguru that you hugged yesterday before going to your separate dorms, this isn’t the Suguru that you kissed good morning today, this isn’t the Suguru that loves everyone and cares for everyone no matter what.

“What is it?” Mocks the man who called for the execution of these two girls, “These two are behind the series of incidents.”

“Wrong.”

“These two are crazy,” puffs out the man.

I look down at the girls. Little feet covered in grime, scratches and bruises highlighting their legs and arms, shaking hands holding each other.

And then Suguru smiles and chuckles. Your heart drops, “Suguru don’t.”

“Shall we go outside for now?”

His voice, oh so sweet, sweeter than Gojo’s mochi, sweeter than honey, sweeter than sugar canes. You panic when he lets go of your hand and the man laughs with him.

Pulling and tugging didn’t stop him. He’s unfortunately much stronger than you, “Suguru stop it!”

“Wait in here with the girls, will you love?”

“No- stop it. Don’t do it.”

“Hey lady, will you stop being so ha-” With a punch to his face and a kick to his stomach from you, he’s down in an instant.

“Suguru don’t do it.”

“Why.”

This isn’t a question. His tone scares you, your heart stops and your hands start shaking from the intense anxiety you’re feeling.

“Please don’t…”

He’s quiet for a long while, waiting for you to finish. Waiting for you to list your reasons on why he shouldn’t kill everyone who looked down on the two shaking girls that suffered in a cold cell, with not enough care for them to survive properly or die anytime soon.

“I won’t be able to see you ever again. You’ll go away and you’ll hurt people. You’ll hurt Shoko and Satoru and me! Me Suguru!”

You’re screaming, as if he can’t hear you well enough. Slamming your fists into his chest and crying out for him to wake up, “Wake up! This isn’t right!”

You cry and cry, pleading and wishing. And he stands and listens, he’s tense and relaxed, he’s angry and relieved, he’s in love and he’s loathing, “Please don’t, I can’t do this without you…”

With these words, they bounce against the walls of his ears, vibrating in his mind, and flowing down to his heart. Despite the fresh urge to commit a mass murder, he can’t bring himself to the conclusion that he might never see you again.

“Not everyone looks down on these girls,” his heart breaks when he hears the break in your voice, “even if it’s just one person…”

You’re right. In every sense of the word, you are right. You’re always right, you always know how to guide him, always know how to look on the other side of the problem. You’re always there to help him. And that’s why he loves you.

Your small whimpers get stuck in your throat when he wraps his strong arms around you. Holding you so close, so tight against him, but you couldn’t care less. Deep down, there’s no possible way he could be happy knowing that he hurt so many people.

“We’ll take them home, we’ll take care of them, and they’ll be happy. I promise.” With these vows in mind, he rests assured. Only squeezing you tighter before pulling back to press a kiss to the crown of your head.

That night, you whisked the girls away back to Jujutsu Tech, introduced them to everyone before taking them inside to wash up, Shoko helps with checking up on their health, and Gojo offers them some of his Mochi.

By the end of the night, Suguru and you sit down on your bed, each girl in either of your laps, your head resting on his shoulder. Baby snores leaving your throat as you and the girls fall into a deep sleep. Suguru stays awake, brushing his fingers through your hair and occasionally pressing kisses to your head.

He can already picture all the days where all four of you will go out together, all the nights you’d play games together, all the future tears, screams, and laughs will be shared between you. He couldn’t be happier and more grateful for to have you by his side.

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httpshujii · 7 months

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𝐂𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 彡 In which . . . Suguru's hug is the deepest hug you've ever had.

For my lovely Nat @natdu

〔CW〕 — Nothing !!

〔CW〕 — THIS TOOK WAY LONGER THAN EXPECTED AND IM SORRY!! I do want to dedicate this post to Izzy @saesins im rly sry for how late this is but happy late birthday my love :>

He's so enchanting, with his voice and his words. With his gaze and smile. With his natural elegance and charm. He's everything you want and more.

But how do you even approach someone as great as him? Tapping your pen against your desk, you gaze out at the afternoon sky, watching how the clouds swim away.

He's so pretty.

You love the smell of empty classrooms, spending most of your time there as you write stupid love letters or drawing little hearts and flowers around his name.

You just want him to look at you and think the best thoughts ever.

It's stupid.

You wait and wait, looking at your wrist watch and begging for the time of when he comes by and makes the first move.

But by pushing yourself away, how do you expect him to notice you if you just hide?

He wishes you could be more forward.

He wants to talk to you about anything and everything, he wants to see you, he wants to hear your voice, your laugh, he wants to see you smile and frown, he just wants to see you.

He wants to touch you, caress your hair, poke your cheek, hold your hand, kiss you, hug you.

He wants to interact with you in any way possible or he might lose it.

Suguru Geto is straight forward with the things he wants. And he wants you, right this second, as he "attempts" to listen to Gojo yap about whatever it is he's talking about.

Soon. He reminds himself, but how long has it been?

"Too long to count," Gojo's words.

Groaning and overwhelmed, "I'm gonna do it."

"Hah?" The white haired boy was just about to chew on his mochi, looking towards the ravenette with an arched brow.

"I'm gonna confess."

"Yeah right."

"I swear!"

"He's right there Shoko!" Frantically grabbing onto your friend's arm, watching as your crush walks back into the ground of Jujutsu Tech.

"Indeed he is," she sounds bored, popping the lollipop out of her mouth, "Here he comes too."

"What." It's not a question, and Shoko's not lying. The taller male approaching you with that kind smile and thin eyes.

"Hey," Oh wow, is what you think. Gazing up at him as if he's the angel that's about to take you to heaven.

"Hi..."

Shoko laughs and walks away, leaving the two of you alone. But you don't like that, you attention shifts to the girl that's skipping away happily, glancing back at you and wiggling her brows as you silently tell her to get her ass back here.

"[Name]," he calls softly. Sending ripples of beats through your entire body, you're vibrating slightly.

"Hm?" You don't turn back to face him fully before he's hugging you tightly. Lifting your body up against his, strong arms wrapping around your middle, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

It takes you a good minute to understand what's happening. And it takes you a good minute to wrap your own arms around him. Slowly and hesitantly.

"I know this is weird and you're probably uncomfortable," he says, his voice muffled as he hides into your skin, inhaling the scent of your perfume, "but I've wanted to tell you that I really like you."

Pink roses bloom on your cheeks, a small gasp leaving your parted lips, you don't know what to say and you don't know how to say anything at this point.

So you just squeeze back, hoping it's enough to convey your unspoken confessions.

Suguru's hug is deep, it's strong and meaningful, bold and simple, thick and thin.

It speaks complicated words and simple ones, this hug is everything you needed and more.

You feel complete now, not having to worry about the pressure of crushing on someone that might not notice you because he's with you now.

He's yours now.

And you're his now.

You cuddle yourself closer, twirling a finger around a strand of his hair. It took either of you long enough to share each other's feelings.

But the wait was worth it.

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @natdu @kitorin

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httpshujii · 11 months

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Slow, sensual make out sessions with him that constantly leave you in a haze. Leaning so close to you, you start leaning with him and you're basically laying down on the seat of his motorcycle. Parting so calmly before lips caress lips once again. The moon shining down on your moment. No one else around. And this song audible from a club that's not too far away, muffled but perfect. These slow moments in the twilight will always be held close to your heart.

-Hanma, Mitsuya, Geto, Choso, Draken

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httpshujii · 8 months

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GETO SUGURU + LITTLE DARK AGE FOR THE EVENT PLEASE

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐠𝐞 彡 In which . . . Geto is (not) trying.

〔CW〕 — Mentions of k!lling ppl, slight spoilers (?), crying, angst if you squint (?)◬

〔AN〕 — Pretty sure i shed a tear here but no one cares |･ω･) This took me SO long bcs it was pretty tricky, but I just went with the flow. IM SO SRY IF THIS IS BAD WEDNESDAYY

Suguru Geto was blinded by the will to destroy every non sorcerer out there. Spending long hours killing and killing and killing again.

And as much as he loves it, he never misses that pang of guilt every time your eyes meet his.

You're not a sorcerer. And Geto has wanted to kill you countless times already.

And he would've if he wasn't absolutely infatuated with you.

And you were just as infatuated, but that doesn't mean you ever warmed up to his idea of killing every normal person out there, you think it's selfish and childish despite his regular mature and polite behavior.

Countless arguments until you didn't want to see him for a while.

It's been a month.

And he hasn't left his home for that whole month.

Thinking of you, day and night, trying to muster up the courage to call you and see what you're up to.

It was one night when he called you.

It was late.

"Hello?"

His breath hitches in his throat, a stone holding down the words he wishes to say. Your voice, so soft, so sleepy and dazed, as if you just woke up from the first stage of slumber.

Come back to me, he wants to demand. He's zoned out, the only image in his head is you.

"Helloooo," you drag like a little girl, he holds back a chuckle before finally answering.

"Hey y/n...i-it's me, suguru."

He can hear your breath hold for a good second, a small sigh, and finally,

"What do you want?"

The question isn't rough or smooth, not angry or happy, not dark or bright.

Just a simple question, spoken with normality and boredom.

"Jus' wanted to hear you-"

He curses at himself for being so direct.

"Well you did, do you want anything?"

And that's how you got here. In you living room, sitting with a single lamp on, Suguru sitting on the couch and you sitting on the arm chair.

After much persuasion, you were forced to let him come over to share a small cup of late night tea.

He sounded pathetic on the phone, pleas and begs of needing to see you. Making you snap but carefully reply with, "We're having a small cup of tea and then you're out."

You sigh awkwardly, your tea cup on the side, waiting for it to warm up.

"I'm sorry."

He starts, his gaze stuck on his twiddling thumbs.

"For?"

He feels like a child. A bad kid that needs to apologize for hurting someone.

"For being the person I am today, and for killing innocent people, and for making you mad..."

There's a long silence, a dreadful one. He only dares to peek up at you, seeing your tired eyes, relishing in the way you hug yourself softly, admiring the way you nibble on your lower lip out of habit.

"You keep me warm Sugu..."

He's confused, anyone would be confused about the sudden change of topic.

"You're cold inside here," you palm presses right over your heart, "but you're warm..."

His eyes study your every move, he doesn't miss the way your eyes gloss and how they avert down to the rugged ground.

"I wish you weren't like this, I wish I can help you..."

Just then, an obvious sob escapes your lips. You hated him. Loathed him. Making you cry over his own actions, you're not like this...so why are you so different around him?

Because you love him. Care for him. But he just...breaks you bit by bit, hurting you and you excuse it as trying to protect you.

"You can't help me, you know that..."

His voice is painfully calm, but on the inside, he's raging. How dare he make you cry.

With a hand to your mouth, you don't allow any more sounds to escape your lips. The action making it hard to breathe.

"Don't hold back from me," standing up, he crouches in front of you. His eyes looking into yours, fat and slow tears flow down your reddened cheeks.

"Don't hold back from me n/n."

His hands, careful and gentle as they wipe away your tears. Inviting and warm, you subconsciously lean into his palms. You're always lost, like a cat walking the streets and just...going with the flow. But with him, it's like a warm hand scratching and petting you. Welcoming you into a humble found.

"Your tears are diamonds, don't waste something so valuable on me." His words hurt, and they hurt bad.

"Don't-" breaking voice and shudders of chest. Your voice is tired and painful to the ears, like a saddened siren, singing only the saddest tunes for the voyagers who hear her, making them want to jump right into the sea of misery to end all the pain.

He hates himself so much in this second. Wasting no time in pulling you into his bubble. Cradling you delicately.

You're like a baby to him now, needing to smell the scent of anything calming. A soft hum of a familiar tune might do, careful brushes of fingers down your back and through your hair.

"I'm sorry." A whisper into your ear. You hands gripping onto his bicep, you noze nuzzling into his heaving chest. Small cracks of whimpers are muffled.

And just like that, you rest for a while in his arms. Knowing that the next day you might still be mad, but this time, your pain fades away slowly, just like the warmth of your tea cup.

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garoujo · 7 months

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✩ ˛˚ . GOJO SATORU + GETO SUGURU — your stepdad gojo always seemed to show off how good your father / daughter relationship really was whenever his bestfriend would visit.

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ warnings! stepcest, stepdad!gojo, vouyerism, f!receiving oral, teasing, you refer to him as daddy, pet names. ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! hi guys! it’s me! i got struck w motivation suddenly & i missed u all ! <3 i’m back on my filthy little agenda & finally elaborating on this post now that i’m back :3

you always loved when your step dads bestfriend visited, you could always tell it was him with how softly he seemed to close the door — your home suddenly being filled with light hearted jokes from the two men downstairs that always pulled you out of your bedroom.

geto had always been kind to you, he’d basically been as big a part of your life as gojo had been— although you always thought it was funny the way they would both playfully fight for your attention. more so your dad’s bestfriend just letting him win so he didn’t have to listen to him whining about how he’s stealing you from him.

so today is just the same when you hear you the familiar “you’ve got a visitor, sweet girl.” call from downstairs as it’s followed by a smooth chuckle from the man in question. you know who it is— you’ve just gotten out from your shower, skin still slightly damp underneath the oversized fabric of your daddy’s shirt and you don’t really have the time to change into something warmer, opting just to deal with the panties underneath — the shirts long enough to hide them anyway.

it’s fast the way you make your way through the house, almost toppling into the living room as your greeted with the two men on either sofa. you suddenly feel nervous with the way their eyes cut into you, feeling hot underneath their gaze as you grab and pull at the hem of your shirt.

“slow down, sweet thing. excited to see me?” is how it begins, the usual teasing as gojo gives his bestfriend a narrowed look followed by a sly smirk sent your way. but it seems to cut through the tension in the room, helping you relax as his arms outstretch and you suddenly feel embarrassed underneath your clothes when he gives you an expectant look, tapping at his lap when you pause and rock yourself on your feet.

but you’re much too distracted by the way geto’s looking at you, head propped up against his fist as he lets himself rest against the arm of the couch. his hair is pulled back handsomely, letting you admire his pretty cut features and the usual kind-hearted smile he always reserved for you. “it’s good to see you again.”

“hah! come onnn~ you shy? ‘ts just suguru, you don’t wanna embarrass me infront of my friend, right?” gojo groans, a little louder this time as his crystalline gaze narrows playfully at you with a pout. your step dad has always been a little touchy, especially around his bestfriend — always insisting you spend your time together tucked into his lap or under his arm, like he’s staking a silent claim.

“you better go before he starts whining, we won’t hear the end of it.” geto’s words are soothing but he makes sure they’re loud enough for his friend to hear as the snowy haired male tuts. but just before he fires back another quick response, he smirks as you pad your way towards him — giving into the way his arms wrap instinctively around your hips as he pulls you into his lap, letting your thighs rest over his own as you press into his side under his arm.

“see, bet you’re comfy now, right? gotta show suguru that i’m still your favourite.” the first half of gojo’s sentence is a low drawl as you readjust yourself, words breathed along the shell of your ear before he makes the latter a little louder. like he’s celebrating a victory as his bestfriend pretends not to hear him.

but you press yourself into him just like always, it was too easy to get lost in the feel of him against you — tucking yourself against him as he lets one of his arms curl around you to rest at the base of your spine.

you let yourself chime into their conversation for a while before you just allow yourself to listen— opting for a giggle or a laugh at their playful banter, feeling gojo squeeze at your hips everytime he says something that he finds particularly funny so he can make sure you’re listening, laughing. you readjust yourself against him again and he’s always there to pull you closer, pressing a quick peck against your temple and you like how homey it feels when the three of you are like this.

the time seems to move quickly, the conversation has settled down slightly despite the way the two bestfriends still seemed to tease eachother and you feel content from where you’re curled against your stepdad, face resting in the crook of his neck as his fingers smooth along your spine.

“is she asleep?” you hear geto ask lowly, kindly and it makes your eyelashes flutter— tickling along gojo’s skin as he hums. he knows you’re not, but he still lets the question hang for a few more moments as his fingers trace shapes into your skin. he readjusts himself, silently before the next twist of his wrist brings his hand around your hips, placing featherlight touches along the planes of your skin until you shudder into him.

“daddy—“ it’s embarrassing, the soft whine your voice takes— you’re so responsive. your daddy’s heard you like this before, he took great pleasure in being able to pull those sounds from you but this was a first for his bestfriend.

“oh? ‘s my sweet girl tired? suguru was worried.” you keen at the low drawl gojo’s voice takes— you’d heard it like that before, it was like instinct the way you reacted to it especially when it’s accompanied by the teasing squeeze of his palms — kneading at your skin until you’re fidgeting.

“i’m fine.” you murmur as you try so hard to bury yourself into your stepdad’s neck, you’re so embarrassed— too hot underneath your clothes and all he’s done is barely touch you, show off the reaction he can pull from you with just a few swipes of his fingers.

“oh yeah? just fine?” gojo drawls again, a lull to his voice that lets you know he’s teasing you and you can’t help the way your arms reach to wrap around his shoulders, fingers twisting in the snowy peaks of his hair as you grumble in response, but you know he won’t let you away with just that.

you can feel the heat of geto’s gaze from across the room and the way it follows the warm press of the fingers along your skin, the shape of your waist, the swell of your ass and you keen at the attention before they pinches playfully at the skin, making you jolt as you press your chest into his with a short whine.

“n-no.. i’m good.”

“can’t hear you, princess. lil louder f’ me, make sure he can hear you.” gojo almost chuckles with your sensitive little reaction, the heat from your arousal feels like it burns you and now you really wish you’d thrown on something to hide the way you’re rubbing your thighs together. you’re so desperate, needy to feel something before your mind blurs at the feeling of your daddy’s long fingers finally pushing between your thighs to squeeze.

“you’re making her nervous, satoru.” grounds you as geto pushes himself to stand, his eyes seem darker now but the kindness in his expression remains the same as he takes his first careful step into your space. you’re already pliant, like putty when the snowy haired male beside you moves you so easily, pulling at your thigh until you’re pressed perfectly, pretty in his lap while you face his friend — back pressed against his broad chest as he breathes deep along your shoulder.

“that right? you think you can calm her down, sugu?” there’s something carnal in gojo’s words, like a challenge— he knows that nobody could ever beat him when it comes to you, the pleasure he can pull from you is limitless. but he can feel the way you seem to stiffen, your breathing coming in short pants as his bestfriend comes closer until he’s looking down at you both, but his eyes are on you before he crouches down to your level to meet you.

“oh i wouldn’t say that.” his voice seems different now, lower— deeper when you find yourself suddenly too nervous to meet his gaze but your step dad forces you to, fingers circling from behind to hold your jaw gently in place as his other hand pulls at your inner thigh.

you feel so exposed as gojo spreads you so easily with one hand, like he’s serving his pretty little step daughter up to his bestfriend like a meal, although you admit geto’s looking at you like he could devour you completely. your thighs almost tremble with want with the first press of your daddy’s best friends palm against the opposite thigh, helping to hold you open as he admires the already damp spot on your panties.

“but she seems to like this, don’t you, pretty girl?” geto’s words are still smooth despite the way his fingers squeeze in your skin as he leans forward, letting himself press a quick kiss against your clothed pussy before he exhales against you— like he’s taking his first breath of fresh air in years.

the sounds that leave you are humiliating as he pushes deeper into you, letting his tongue tease along the damp fabric— pressing into the swollen bump of your clit all while your step dad holds you in place. your thighs and hips quake, as do your lungs with every staggered inhale you take— you can barely breathe with the way he drinks you up, tongue rolling and curling through your folds so expertly you wouldn’t believe there was still a layer between you both.

you jolt, tremble and gojo knows you’re already close as he curls over you — letting you feel the heavy press of his cock against your lower back as he suckles wet kisses along your throat from behind. “make sure you’re good for sugu, alright, sweet thing.” his words are hissed through his teeth as he rocks into you slightly, pushing his bestfriend’s mouth even deeper between your thighs before his fingers finally hook underneath the fabric of your panties to pull them aside.

“but gotta remember you’re daddy’s girl.” it’s growled, timed well with the way geto’s tongue finally presses against the now exposed skin of your folds, cutting through the glistening petals as he suckles and smacks at the mess. you can’t help but arch back into your stepdad, urging him to let his free hand palm at your tits, twisting and flicking at the raised skin of your nipples through his shirt until you’re whining so greedily for more.

“mmm, see.. so sensitive f’ only me.” his words urge you to turn to meet him and you can taste the possessiveness in gojo’s words when he’s suddenly pushing them between your lips as he kisses you, messy and driven even more by the way geto’s mouth is wrapped around you all while he watches. his long fingers clasp gently around one of your nipples before he pulls and you feel lightheaded with how close you are, feeling the flames of your orgasm lick at your spine as you feel his clothed cock press languidly into you from behind as he licks into your mouth.

“daddy.. please.” you beg against him and the man pulls away to chuckle smugly, suddenly as your chest expands with every shakey breath you struggle to take. you’re so close, you feel too hot for your skin but just as geto closes his lips around your clit to suckle — he pulls away, cheeks wet with slick as he breathes out your step dads name.

“i only needed another second, satoru.”

“nope, times up.” gojo mutters playfully and if you couldn’t feel just how affected he was by this you’d assume he wasn’t at all with how giddy he sounds, but then his attention turns back to you.

“you gonna show him how sweet you are for daddy now? i knew my sweet girl wouldn’t let him tease me like this.”

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garoujo · 7 months

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✩ ˛˚ . GETO SUGURU — you always liked taking your boyfriend dress shopping with you, maybe it’s because he always gave all of your options a fair chance.

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ warnings! f!reader, bf!geto, public / fitting room / mirror scenes, my questionable characterisation (it’s been a while guys please spare me!) ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! hii! another lil jjk thirst for now, im gonna be working on some more genshin also + a lil nagi post cos ofc it’s me <3

“do you like this one?”

you ask as you brush down the hem of the dress around your hips, meeting the dark, sharp gaze as it’s owner breathes out a low whistle before readjusting himself to sink deeper into his seat with a whisper of a grin.

“mhm, looks real good, pretty girl.”

you don’t know how long you’ve been in this store’s fitting room, but your boyfriend geto looks comfortable as he leans back in the sofa. his thighs are spread and one of his arms thrown haphazardly along the back space behind him as he hums.

anyone else would’ve probably complained by now but he looks content with dragging his gaze along your figure, tracing along the fabric that falls across your body so perfectly that he can’t help but want to peel it back, like he’s following a map to something greater.

“look at you.” geto’s words are like honey with the soft sort of drawl his voice takes with you, accompanied by the smooth twist of his neck as he urges you to do a pretty little spin for him — one that you do so easily as you giggle.

“sugu. you’ve liked all of them.” you feign annoyance, turning back to face him as you rest one of your hands on your hip, earning you a raised brow from your boyfriend before he’s shrugging his shoulders and pushing himself to stand.

you almost roll your eyes with the way geto stretches his arms over his head, deliberately as he watches the way you struggle not to watch the way every muscle seems to twitch as he moves. you pout your lips, and that urges him to take a few long strides towards you before his hands are on your hips.

it’s intimate, gentle, the way he holds you — looking down at you with a slow hum like he’s really thinking your choices over in his head. “have i? maybe it’s the model.” he eventually answers, accompanying it with a quick peck along the exposed skin of your shoulder as he leans over you.

“we need to pick one for the party.” you try again,

“mhm.” but geto’s barely listening, much too enthralled with busying himself in the crook of your neck, suckling and pressing his lips along your collarbones — hands squeezing and kneading at your hips and waist before they trace along the hem of the dress.

he steps into you, urging you back into the fitting room you just pushed yourself out of, like it was built for two and you’d have maybe put up more of a fight if he wasn’t so intoxicating. “how am i supposed to choose.,” you feel dazed with every wet press of his lips on your skin as he speaks, low hum of his voice making the nerves under your skin sing as you press your fingertips into his biceps, trembling with need.

“i’m serious, sugu—“ your words are a mere whisper, you can barely trust your own voice before he’s turning you to face the floor length mirror infront of you both. he allows you a shakey breath before he’s back over you, chest pressed against your back as one of his hands take your chin between his fingers, urging you to make eye contact with him in your reflection this time.

“i mean, see how pretty it looks.” geto’s words are honest, unwavering despite the weight of arousal that hangs in the small room and the press of his clothed cock against your lower back. both of you are only hidden behind the flimsy curtain, there’s not a lot of space in here but it only seems to push you both closer — like you’re hoping you could melt into him entirely.

“had to see it up close for a better opinion.” he grits, jaw tensing as his fingertips swipe experimentally between your thighs — the push of his wrist pulling at the hem of the dress until your panties are just visible in the mirror.

“suguru..” you try, gasp with the way your legs suddenly feel unsteady, readjusting yourself against geto’s chest despite the way you know he’s got you anyway. you can feel his hair trace along your skin as he curls over you, leaning over your shoulder to smear a kiss across your cheek before he’s meeting your gaze infront of you again, urging you to step your legs apart ever so slightly with his fingers.

“hm? i’m just making sure my girl will be comfortable for the party.”

it catches you off guard the way you feel his clothed cock push up against your panties, expertly until you’re so comfortable in him you could melt — letting his strong hold steady you as his free palm squeezes at your tits through the neck of your dress.

you swear you can feel geto throb against you, despite the layers separating you both — you can still feel the outline of his blunt tip, deliberately pushing into your swollen clit as he breathes deep into your skin. you rock into him, like there’s not a whole store of people through the thin curtain separating you both, like you’re the only people in the whole mall before you feel the vibration of his tone drip through you once more, but his sharp eyes remain on yours in the mirror.

“think you’ll have to try them all on again after this.. so they all have a fair chance, pretty girl.”

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garoujo · 11 months

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✩ ˛˚ . 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓟𝓡𝓔𝓣𝓔𝓝𝓓 𝓣𝓞 𝓑𝓔 𝓐𝓢𝓛𝓔𝓔𝓟 𝓐𝓡𝓞𝓤𝓝𝓓 𝓣𝓗𝓔𝓜 & 𝓨𝓞𝓤𝓡 𝓒𝓗𝓘𝓛𝓓𝓡𝓔𝓝 feat. JUJUTSU KAISEN!

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ characters: gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi, nanami kento & geto suguru!

warnings! sfw, dad!au, all characters written age 22+, f!reader (they’re referred to as ‘mommy’) ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! guys i literally found these hcs written & finished at the very bottom of my drafts so i’m posting idc, theyre v old & short so they may suck but pls accept my love!

✩ ˛˚ . GOJO SATORU

you hear him gossiping to your daughter who’s only a toddler when they return home, hearing her gasp dramatically at his words as they get closer. “sweet thi— oh?” gojo cuts himself off, followed by a few seconds of silence before you hear him whisper “hm, looks like mommy’s all tired out, princess. maybe we should just forget movie night and eat dessert before dinner.”

his words are goading and you try to hide the pout on your lips when they’re followed by a few of his heavy footsteps as he approaches you, like he’s trying to size you up for a reaction — looking for it as he pays careful attention to your features like he doesn’t have ever inch of you mapped out by memory.

it seems like an instant before they’re by the side of the couch, crouching down slightly to place a gentle kiss to your cheek, soft despite the way his lips linger on the skin as they move against you — enough for you to be able to feel the signature smirk you can only assume paints his pretty features right.

“really, sweet girl? i thought you knew me better than to pretend to be asleep.” gojo drawls and you almost jolt when he whips the blanket off of you with a gasp. “awake? all this time? princess i just don’t think they wanted to watch movies with us.” his tone laced with teasing as his lips curl into a smug grin — while you watch him turn to your daughter with a hand on his hip, yes you’re roped into it, not that you’re complaining.

✩ ˛˚ . ITADORI YUUJI

you hear their shared footsteps running up the hall as you quickly pull the blanket over your body, closing your eyes just as they burst through the door, closely followed by a gasp from your husband before you hear your son copy him — you always found it charming the way he truly seen him as his idol.

“oh no, mommy’s asleep so we gotta be quiet okay?” yuuji whisper shouts, a smaller voice piping up after with a just as excitable “bu’ you said we should never sleep with no goodnigh’ kiss.” your son tries to whisper back and you want to laugh at how loud they’re both talking while also trying to be quiet.

“you’re right! good job remembering!” you’re trying your best to bite back the smile you can feel twitch at your lips — the interaction making you feel warm in the best sort of way, but you hear them both begin to approach you before there’s a suspicious silence and you wonder if you’ve been caught.

“okay you go first then i’ll go!” you finally hear your husband say and you want to smile when you feel your sons lips press against your cheek before he pulls away again, whispering as he does “goodnigh’ mommy” followed by yuuji’s shortly after with a “goodnight baby.” hearing them leave after with a very quiet high five “wanna play a game now?”

✩ ˛˚ . NANAMI KENTO

you hear your husband’s chuckle as he returns home from picking up your daughter from school, your daughter rambling about what she learned before they enter the living room, noticing you asleep on the couch before nanami shushes her gently.

“how about you tell me all about it in the kitchen, princess? let’s let your mom rest.” he grumbles and it’s silent for a moment until you hear a cabinet close, feeling the familiar touch of your husbands lips on your skin when he leans down to place a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“sleep well, sweetheart.” nanami breathes, calloused thumb smoothing over your cheek soothingly incase he woke you, but allowing your daughter to kiss the same place he did before she’s copying her dads movements and tracing over the same spot with her smaller hand.

“that’s it, good job, princess. you want to help daddy make them some tea?” he grumbles, followed by a whispered “yes” before they move quietly to the kitchen.

✩ ˛˚ . FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

it’s quiet when you hear megumi and your daughter return home from school, her smaller hand still wrapped in his bigger one as he carries her pink bag pack over his shoulder with a pout on his lips (he knows he spoils her).

but as soon as they meet your figure draped so dreamily on the couch, pretending to be asleep — all sound dies down before you’re only met with light shuffling, the noise accompanied by the feeling of a soft blanket being draped over you a few moments later.

“like this.” megumi whispers, tucking it underneath you gently, he’s being careful not to wake you and you can’t deny the way it makes your heart swell. but not as much as it does when you feel the same movements on the other side — except by a smaller pair of hands this time and you can almost imagine the soft, proud smile on his face with the little. “is mommy warm now?”

your daughter tries to whisper, the sound comes out a little louder than intended, but you don’t mind when you hear your husband huff out a laugh after. “almost.” megumi hums, silence following his words before you feel him rest his lips along your forehead a few moments later with a soft breath. “there, perfect.”

✩ ˛˚ . GETO SUGURU

you hear the gentle of hum of geto’s soft laugh as he returns home with your daughter after the school run, both of their shared footsteps shuffling down the hallway as you work to quickly make yourself look comfortable on the couch. you lie back, pulling the blankets up to your chin just a few moments before their careful steps stop in the doorway, followed by a gentle shhh from your dark haired boyfriend as you hear them both fall silent.

“is mommy sleeping?” your daughter asks before it’s followed by a set of heavy steps—confirming that’s it’s exactly who you think it is when you sense his presence squat down at the side of the couch as his dark eyes probably settle on your features.

“seems that way.” geto grunts and you give it a few moments, hoping he hasn’t picked up on your little act before you feel his fingertips brush along your cheek, followed by a sigh before he’s falling into his place beside you softly. he moves you carefully until you’re pressed in his lap and you feel his other arm raise as your daughter asks “what’re you doing?” despite the way she approaches anyway.

“hm? i think i should get to cuddle with my favourite girls. cmeer.” and you think maybe you should keep up your little act a while longer as you nuzzle yourself into his chest with a content sigh when his lips press softly against your temple. but then he speaks against your skin and you can’t help the way you have to bite back a grin. “you really think you can trick me, pretty girl? i thought you knew me better than that.”

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