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textmel8r · 22 hours

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[ SMAU ] 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 ! in which you discover the abnormally large condom in the jujutsu kaisen men’s wallets .

୨୧˚ incl; satoru gojo , suguru geto , kento nanami , toji fushiguro , choso kamo

୨୧˚ cw; no established relationships , degradation , profanity , allusions to sex

likes and reblogs are appreciated !

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devotekuna · 2 days

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Husband!Sukuna headcanons/drabbles

♡˗Sukuna has hired servants to tend to you whenever he was busy, making sure that they kept you entertained and well fed, especially when you were pregnant.

☆Whenever he raids a village he makes sure to keep people that would pose useful to him, the cooks, carpenters, fashion designers. Forcing them to come be unpaid servants for him.

☆He has new outfits made for you nearly every week especially when you were pregnant as you grew alot during it, so he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.

☆He's done the same but raised it due to your favourite food being made there, refusing to pay them as they were underneath him in status.

☆He loves being called his first name or 'ryo' the nickname which only you gave him, as nobody ever called him his first name as they saw it as disrespectful.

☆He's definitely plotted to kill your family more than once, especially after they didn't show up after the birth of your child or the wedding.

☆He definitely rants about how good they would taste on his plate, always trying to convince you so that he can get your permission to do it as he didn't want to upset you. If you take too long to decide he'd probably go through with it.

☆If you had a pet before, he's definitely considered eating the thing with it got on his nerves.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #jujutsu sorcerer #jjk x reader #jjk drabbles #jjk sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x you #sukuna x reader #sukuna #jjk ryomen #ryomen x reader #jujutsu kaisen ryomen #sukuna ryomen #sukuna ryoumen x reader #devoutkuna works #ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜ��ᴋᴜɴᴀ

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gamblersdoll · 2 days

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tw: 18+, this one may not be suitable for each reader since this is about periods or period sex. if this isnt your cup of tea, please DNI. this also may have a spoiler. again, if this isnt your thing, please dont read!!

sukuna was such a gross perv.

going off of the topic of sukuna being a cannibal, its safe to say that even if you fed him raw meat, blood still incorporated with it he would most likely eat it. and he knows and is so in love with the smell of blood.

so when you are days close to your period and/or have irregular periods, sukuna will tell you if its coming or not. it always is at the worse time too for him to call it out.

so when you are laying on the bed of your dorm and yuuji random brings you whatever comfort food you like, you question him.

“well.. sukuna said you started your uh.. cycle today?” he says sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

“… was i smelling bad today?” you ask.

poor yuuji having to explain in graphic detail.

and sukuna is only enjoying the days especially when you are the heaviest of your flow, because yuuji can smell it since his body was created for sukuna to have his body back. which meant very keen sense of smell.

“well, sukuna kinda told me your period was today, so i just thought to help out!” he says quickly.

“.. but did i smell bad?”

“how he described it and me, its just smells like blood and sweat, i dont think bad? he doesnt seem grossed out..”

so you layer yourself with so much perfume, hoping it hides away the period smell. only for such a short time. because you actually thought sukuna wouldnt be able to smell it?

“you thought you could hide this?” he snarls but grinning wickedly. he has two pair of arms pinning your arms down, and one of his ither arms holding your leg down. he takes a finger and presses it against your clothed cunt. and you wince from a menstrual cramp. “poor thing.. i should maybe help out.” he suggests.

“uh uh! hell no!” you shout, his hand immediately concealing your mouth. you muffle and groan, wincing from your cramps.

“i dont care about blood.. and you dont either, do you brat?” he whispers.

he was so gross, practically cupping your cheeks. he had your hips raised up to his belly mouth, and his belly mouth lapped up at your cunt. his abdomen was crimson red, but you were maybe three orgasms in. you gave credit where credit was due, you had stopped cramping for the time being. but your dignity wasnt there. and you were teased, sukuna kissing your neck as he somewhat praised you.

“doing well for someone who was so against this. and fuck do you excite me.” he whispers, massaging your knees and groaning. “you taste so good for a sorcerer.”

you look away in embarrassment, your clit puffed and numb from the constant sucking and slurping. “sukuna– im fine now!” you whisper yell, and he chuckled.

“hmm.. i guess you would know that.” he says, pulling away and wiping at your thighs. “dirty girl.”

you flutter your eyes open, groggy from the sleep. you shoot up, clothes still on and your body being clean, but no blood or tissues to be found. “fucking sukuna— doing that dreamy shit again!” you growl out, then wincing from the cramp you received from your uterus.

you pass yuuji, but he catching up to you. “hey! how are you feeling?” he asks you, only to see that a tiny sukuna face pops on his cheek, licking at his lips. “whyd you do that!?” yuuji screams, slapping his cheek. “i am so sorry!” he freaks.

fuck you, sukuna.

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hanyacoded · 3 days

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if i had to choose her or the sun! megumi x reader

repost from old acc!

megumi fushiguro x gn!reader

cws; none really, femcoded(?) reader, swearing, reader drinks coffee, megumi whipped for reader, first kiss, small [physical] fight between megumi and yuji for funnies

wc: 1154

TO SAY THAT megumi fushiguro hates mondays would be an understatement. he doesn't hate them, he fucking despises them. there's nothing he can think of that's even close to likeable about them. the mornings? the worst part of his entire week. the nights? he's so tired he can't even think. and all the time in between? literal ass.

today's even worse. he normally hates waking up to go to class, but even that sounds better than waking up at 5 am to go to yuuji’s stupid sports practice. the fact that yuuji manages the patience or energy for this is astounding.

it's the worst day in his entire life, he thinks. but then he sees you, and suddenly it doesn't feel so bad anymore. you're dressed in layers and layers of fluff and wool, trudging through the soft layer of unshoveled snow on the ground, making a beeline straight for him.

there's a cute little grin on your face as you bounce towards him. your cheeks and nose are flushed, and your pretty, sparkly eyes are trained on one single thing: the steaming cup of coffee that he's cradling in his freezing hands.

“hey!” you yell, using your hands to form a makeshift microphone before you reach him. you plop down beside him, onto the bench.

“what flavour?” you demand, not noticing the way he stiffens, or the way his cheeks turn a even brighter shade of pink, a shade that no amount of cold can ever produce. he shifts uncomfortably as you lean into him suddenly, with no regard to his prsonal space. you take a deep breath, then close your eyes.

“caramel?”

“mm.” he offers it to you quietly, and you happily cuddle into his side as you take a big sip. you always tell him how surprising it is that the two of you, despite having opposite personalities, have the same taste in coffee. the short answer is, you don't. the long answer, however, complicates things wildly. he's never been a fan of sweet things, but you absolutely adore them. and when you'd told him how much you “love, love, love!” (your words, not his) sweet things. and of course, the one day he'd tried out caramel coffee, you'd tasted it too, and decided that you loved it.

“homemade?”

“yeah,” he murmurs. somewhere along the line, he's started making it at home. just for you. he enjoys seeing your little reactions every day when he hands it to you, and it goes without saying that being unable to savour his own coffee in peace is so worth watching you savour yours. he's used to it now anyways, choking down his own black coffee in seconds before setting out with “his” coffee, that's actually always been yours.

you tug at the thick muffler that's hanging half off your neck with one hand.

“wait– lemme–” you pull again, and the coffee almost spills out of the cup. he takes it from your hand gently.

“there, do it now.”

you rip off the muffler gratefully and reach for the cup. but before you can take your coffee back, yuuji jogs over and snatches it up, pouring some into his mouth. megumi grabs it back from him, annoyed.

“stop touching my stuff!”

“why are you always mean to everyone?” groans yuuji, collapsing onto the bench.

“wh’d’ya mean?” you ask, voice muffled by your megumi’s coffee cup. you put it down beside you. “i don't get it, he's never been mean to me!”

“nyeh!” yuuji sticks out his tongue at you. “that's cause he likes yo–”

your eyes widen. you've never seen megumi move this fast before; he lunges at yuuji, hissing “why'd you say that in front of–”

“i’m sorry, it just slipped out!” he gasps, trying to wriggle away–but even though he's stronger than megumi, the angle at which he's being held down is enough to hold him in place. and that's when it finally clicks.

“megumi… you like me?” your eyes are filled with wonder and surprise as you stare down at the pair, unmoving on the ground against a striking backdrop of snow.

yuuji shakes his head vehemently. “no, i was joking, i swear!”

“that's not true!” yells megumi at the same time. but then he sees how you seem to deflate, and your bright eyes dull. fuck it. he twists around to look at you properly. “i mean, it is true, but–”

he sees the way a small smile plays up on your lips. it's the prettiest sight he's ever seen–and distracting enough for yuuji to shove him away and take off running. beinf an s-class track star, he doesn't have to run for long before he's out of view. now it's only you and megumi left.

he's sitting on the floor of the pavilion, in front of the bench, scared to talk to you. you, on the other hand, have never been so bold. you walk over to him, and kneel between his spread out legs. you touch his face.

“hey, megumi.”

“yeah?” his voice is nervous, shaky.

“can i kiss you?”

he nods.

taking a deep breath, you lean forward, pressing your lips tentatively to his. megumi freezes, before pulling you closer to him, hand on your waist. holy shit, your lips are soft. but what if someone sees them? it would be so embarrassing. he pulls away briefly to catch his breath, but you look disappointed, like you wanted more. and then he's effortlessly pulling you up onto his lap, embarrassment be damned. your hands are tangled up in his hair, and he kisses you again, fervently.

“we should,” he gasps, out of breath. “we should really go somewhere more private.”

“oh,” you say, surprised. “we're still in the pavilion.”

he nods, lifting you off of him, then gets up. he pulls you up too, but then his eyes widen as soon as he sees your lips. picking up your muffler, he wraps it securely around your neck and the lower half of your face, so they're no longer visible.

“what's wrong?” you ask, confused.

he shakes his head, cheeks dusted a pretty pink.

“your uh,” he clears his throat. “your lips are swollen, it'll look weird.”

your laughter is infectious, and he's also laughing by the time you get to gojo’s car. when the two of you get in, his chauffeur–because when is gojo not going all out over little things–starts the car, and you immediately cuddle into megumi's side.

“so.”

you ignore him, eyes closed.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

LATER

“wait, so you actually like me?” you ask, peering down at the heart-shaped box of chocolate in your hands. there's a note stuck to it that says, happy valentine's day. you look up at megumi, who's holding a bouquet of flowers and the three stuffed animals you've won from the claw machine at the arcade.

“baby,” he groans. “we've been over this already, we've been together for two damn years!”

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sadbenedict · 10 hours

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a little sketch comiccc :D I don't know why Yuji, don't ask me

you may think that Satoru himself made him a gravestone to honour his memory, but there was no actual body there. I think Satoru's infinity fell, which is why there were footprints in the snow right in front of Suguru's grave

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nizuut · 1 day

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pov: you see a hot barista in cat cafe😋🤓😼

#jjk nanami #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #nanami x reader #jjk art #cat gojo #jujutsu sorcerer

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minoots · 1 day

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Art Study Ft. Geto Suguru

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#aaldjjwqlalkfjsla #geto suguru #jjk geto #getou suguru #jjk suguru #jujutsu kaisen suguru #jjk fanart #jjk #jjk fan art #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu fanart #jujutsu kaisen fanart #jujutsu sorcerer #jujutsu geto #noot noot’s art gallery #noots jjk gallery

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agendercrisisx · 12 hours

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You never wanted kids. But the idea of being filled entirely by him. By his cum. His dick. His fingers. His tongue. You couldn't resist.

Gojo never wanted kids. But the idea of filling you with everything he had. Watching hos cum spill out of you. Marking you in a way, noone else could. Made it hard not to stuff and breed you on the spot.

It always got dangerously close. Him softly whispering he would pull out, after you agreed to do it without a condom. "It feels so much better baby, I can feel you properly now." His words had convinced you quickly. But before you could even think, he was begging to cum inside. He just felt so good and he knows you do too.

"You don't want me to pull out, right baby? I can just cum inside. Just imagine how good it would feel. All of me, stuffed deep inside you. Come on, baby?" His words were dangerous, how could you say no, when his dick was abusing your g-spot and his fingers your clit.

He would slow down, to torture you. Doing anything in his power to make you beg. He just want to cum inside, and it would be so much better if you begged for it.

His thrust would come to a halt, and he would stare down at you. Pulling you chin towards him, so he can stare you in the eyes. A breathless gasp would escape your mouth, and even tho he would try to hold out. The feel of you around him, would make him break instantly.

He would pound into you. Begging and whimpering to let him cum in you. And with no will left, you say yes. It wouldn't take long for his face to fall into your shoulder, his breath hitching and a groan escape.

He would cum so fucking much. Filling you to the brim. Almost collapsing on you. As you both pant for air. He would stay like this for a long time. Making sure his cum, would stay nice and warm inside you.

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ryo-sukuna · 3 days

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ive heard you like your women untrimmed, is that true

MY CHILDREN ARE HERE DAMN IT

However, I will say this

When have you seen a deforested area or open plain with no growth and thought “Now that’s beautiful”

No- YOU GO TO THE JUNGLE- you go TO THE FOREST

It’s lush with life, it’s greenery thriving and you take in its natural beauty

It’s natural beauty, that will only ever be corrupted by man’s arrogant and selfish hand, actions and words.

Because foolish men find it as a nuisance or unappealing.

I’ve never seen a lively tree and said “Cut it down it’s hideous.”

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kamikazii · 6 hours

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It’s always so fun teasing your fiancé, Nanami, as soon as he gets to work. The first text of the morning is you sending him a picture of yourself in his favorite lingerie, laying in your shared unmade bed, captioned with just how much you miss him already. It only took him a few minutes to read your message and conclude that today was going to be a long day. He texted back a simple ‘No teasing, please my love.’ But that didn’t stop you from trying to get under his skin. An hour later you were taking videos of yourself from all angles to send to him, slowly taking the lingerie off yourself and panning the camera to your cunt, which was getting wetter as seconds passed.

He couldn’t help but plead to any god listening to him that you’d keep sending more of yourself, tease him until he couldn’t take it anymore. Feeling his pant tighten and his cock throb was a tell tale sign that he’d need to bury himself inside of you soon. He tried to hide the blush on his cheeks from the others but he could hardly take it anymore.

Once afternoon rolled around he decided he couldn’t restrain himself any longer. Your phone started buzzing right as you turned your vibrator on, holding it to your aching clit. Nanami spoke quickly, his voice dripping in need and desire. He would be home shortly, he expected you to be ready to take him since that’s what you’ve wanted from him all day long. You made sure he heard what you were doing, moaning to him to hurry up and get home. He breathed out harshly, restraining a moan from his throat. Hanging up the phone with a quick ‘I love you.’, you played out scenarios in your head of what was going to happen when your dear fiancé came home. Images of him fucking you hard and raw filled your brain as you swirled your toy over your clit, drooling over the thought of him.

He got home faster than you thought he would, throwing his coat on the floor and pulling his tie loose, he looked at you with need. Nanami was usually more composed than this when you were about to have sex, but you really got under his skin. He was normally gentle, careful, and full of praises. But in this state he was not. He pulled his belt off in one fluid motion, striding towards you. The sight made you swallow in slight fear of your soon to be husband, his aura was darker than what it usually is. He grabbed your chin as he freed his achingly hard cock, it slapping his abdomen as he pulled it out. He looked down at you with such feral eyes, forcing your mouth open with his thumb he inched his red angry tip towards your tongue.

“This is what you’ve wanted all day, isn’t it? Why don’t you choke on him, yeah? My little slut. You put on such a little show for me, don’t be shy now.”

His voice was low and raspy, his words went straight to your dripping cunt. You took his fat head into your mouth, sucking on it lightly. He sighed out a deep breath, inching himself further into your mouth and down your throat. You looked so beautiful from this angle; choking on his cock, drool dripping from the corner of your mouth and a single tear rolling down your cheek from the stretch. He grabbed his phone from where is laid on the bed and took a picture of you choking on him, before throwing it back to where it was and returning his attention to you. He grabbed a small chunk of your hair and thrusted in and out of your throat, lewd squelches and moans leaving your mouth. He felt his orgasm building up, the knot is his stomach getting tighter and tighter.

He let go of your hair and pulled out of your mouth, he didn’t want to cum in your mouth, he wanted to bury himself so deep and release right into your womb. He pushed you onto your back onto the bed and promptly had you flip o your tummy and arch your back to him. He leaned close to your sopping pussy and licked a fat stripe up from your clit to your entrance, making you clench on nothing. He groaned at the sight, pumping his cock in his fist as he got it ready to stuff you. He grabbed your hip as he positioned himself to your entrance, slowly sinking in inch by inch.

A moan of relief left the both of you as he buried himself to the hilt in your cunt, your gummy walls sucking him in and squeezing him. He pulled almost all the way out, leaving his tip in and slamming his hips to your ass, making a scream moan leave your throat. He grabbed your wrists and forced them behind your back to keep you in place as he found a harsh pace to pound into you. Moans and mewls left your pretty mouth as he relentlessly fucked you into the mattress, degraded praises leaving his throat as he moaned. He couldn’t get enough of you, the way you took him so well. You were such a little whore, his and only his little whore. Your pussy was his and only his, you were made just for him.

He pounded your spot until you were dripping cum all over his cock, begging and pleading that the overstimulation was too much. He ignored your pleas, fucking you harder than before to get you to shut up. The knot in his stomach was getting so tight he could feel it threaten to snap, his orgasm being right around the corner. One final thrust and he was spilling himself into you, hot white euphoria clouded his mind as he emptied his cum deep inside your pussy, filling you up to the brim. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, letting go of your wrists he pressed small kisses to your back, circling his thumbs on your hips.

He slowly pulled out, your mixed releases spilling down your legs and his abdomen. He lowered himself to his back on the bed, pulling you to lay with him. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, taking in his masculine scent. You liked how rough he was with you, but also loved his soft side. He held you close to him, his calloused thumbs rubbing circles into your back. You laid in silence with him, listening to his heart thud, sleep threatening to take over after your workout. He smiled down at you, seeing the sleepiness in your eyes.

“Sleep my love, I’ll be here to clean you up when you wake.”

He whispered into your hair, pulling the covers over the both of you and holding you tighter.

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dotdot-png · 3 days

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saw this riverdale screencap going around so i had to do this

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snwvie · 2 days

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𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 | 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨

pairing. suguru geto x gn!reader

genre. angst

wc. 958

summary. Y/N finds solace in Gojo as her ex, Suguru Geto, descends into darkness. Now caught in the middle of a brewing war, Y/N must choose between the past she loved and the future she fights for. Will she find redemption for Suguru, or will she be forced to stop him?

a/n. i was planning to do a part 2 for this but honestly don't about it yet.. let me know if you all need it.

Rain lashed against the windows of Jujutsu Tech, mirroring the storm raging inside Y/N. The corridors of Jujutsu Tech were bustling with activity as students hurried to their classes or congregated in small groups, discussing the latest missions or training exercises. Amidst the throng, Y/N stood by the window, her gaze fixed on the horizon, lost in thoughts that seemed to weigh heavier with each passing day.

Across the ground, Y/N’s heart skipped a beat as she saw him.

Suguru Geto. The man who was supposed to be protecting and loving her. He was striding confidently through the crowd. He was accompanied by a group of followers, two girls clinging to his arms as if their lives depended on it, among others who hung on his every word as he kept moving towards first year students Yuta, Maki, Panda and Toge.

As Suguru approached, Satoru draped a white haori over her trembling shoulders, his blue eyes filled with a concern that made her feel worse. It wasn't his place to comfort her. That spot belonged to the man who now stood at the entrance, a chilling smirk twisting his lips.

Suguru's eyes narrowed as he took in the scene before him, the tension crackling in the air like electricity. He was aware of Satoru's feelings for Y/N, just as he was painfully aware of his own conflicted emotions. But there was no room for sentimentality in his grand design, no place for love in his quest.

"Y/N," Geto acknowledged, his voice flat. "Looks like you've found yourself a new leash."

Your hand flinched under Gojo's touch, but it was the sting of Geto's words that had you reeling. "Don't pretend to care about who I'm with," you spat, fury igniting within you. "I've been stupid enough to keep chasing after you, hoping you'd wake up from whatever twisted dream you're lost in!"

Suguru's smirk widened at your outburst, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Ah, but you always did have a penchant for chasing after lost causes, didn't you, Y/N?" he taunted, his words like daggers aimed at your already wounded heart.

You felt Satoru's grip on your shoulder tighten, a silent reassurance amidst the storm of emotions raging within you. His presence was a beacon of light in the darkness, a reminder that you were not alone, even in your darkest hour.

The sting of his words ripped through your resolve, threatening to drown you in a sea of self-doubt. Years of suppressed emotions threatened to erupt, but you forced them down. This wasn't about him anymore. This was about protecting the future, the future you and Gojo envisioned.

Taking a shaky breath, you met Geto's gaze head-on, your voice laced with a newfound steel. "Lost causes? You call protecting innocent lives a lost cause, Suguru? Have you so thoroughly blinded yourself with your twisted ideals that you can't see the true monsters you've become?"

A flicker of something akin to pain crossed his eyes, a fleeting glimpse of the man you once knew. But it was quickly extinguished, replaced by a cold, steely glint. "There are no monsters in my vision, Y/N," he countered, his voice devoid of warmth. "Only a necessary cleansing."

"Cleansing through genocide? That's not a vision, Suguru, that's madness!" You slammed your fist against the window, the sound echoing through the quiet hallway. Rainwater streamed down your face, blurring your vision, but they couldn't blur the determination burning in your eyes.

"You've strayed too far, Suguru," Gojo finally spoke, his voice surprisingly gentle. "There's still time to turn back."

Geto scoffed. "Turn back? I've seen the rot at the core of the jujutsu world, Gojo. It's time for a new order."

The tension in the air grew thick, threatening to suffocate. You knew this was the point of no return, the moment where the fragile peace would shatter. Geto turned to Yuta, his voice regaining its predatory edge.

"The choice is yours, Okkotsu Yuta. Join the future, and together we'll build a world free from suffering." He extended a hand towards Yuta, his eyes glinting with an alluring promise.

Yuta, overwhelmed by the situation, looked at you, his face a mask of fear and confusion. You saw the reflection of your own past self in his eyes, the blind trust, the misplaced hope. You couldn't let him make the same mistake you almost did.

Stepping forward, you placed yourself between Yuta and Geto, your voice ringing with unwavering conviction. "Yuta, don't listen to him! His path leads only to destruction. We can create a better jujutsu world, one that protects humanity, not destroys it!"

A long, tense silence followed your declaration. Gojo stood beside you, his hand hovering near yours, offering silent support. Geto's eyes narrowed, a storm brewing within them.

"So be it," he finally said, his voice low and dangerous. "Then consider this a declaration of war. Jujutsu society will crumble under the weight of a just world!"

In a flash of cursed energy, Geto and his followers vanished, leaving behind a chilling silence that echoed in the rain-drenched hallway. You leaned heavily against the window, tears blurring your vision once more. This wasn't the ending you'd envisioned, but it was the one you had to face.

"We'll be ready, Suguru," Gojo said, placing a hand on your shoulder. His touch sent a warmth through you, a flicker of hope in the midst of the darkness.

You turned to face him, a tear tracing a path down your cheek. "We have to be," you whispered, wiping it away with a determined glint in your eyes. "For the future of jujutsu, for Yuta, and for the memory of the Suguru we once knew."

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devotekuna · 15 hours

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Royalty!Gojo headcanons/drabbles

♡˗Gojo who buys his wife gifts nearly everyday, leaving them outside of their bedroom door or on the bed. They vary from limited books, makeup, jewellery, or just random stuff he found nice.

☆You know that he's trying to win you over, another factor to prove this was the flowers in his royal garden, were actually taken care of and some of your favourite plants were sprouting in there.

☆Whenever you two visit outside the castle, he's always trying to win you over with bringing food for the locals or trying out their stuff, even buying you a handmade dress, despite not knowing if it would fit you.

☆His remarks don't go unnoticed as the servants catch on, and start to tease him about it whenever he's not on earshot, always telling you secrets about him.

☆He's mesmerized by anything you do, you could be tending to the flowers and hed fall in love once again.

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rockyado · 2 days

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Quite literally ripping myself apart

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gojos-fr-bae · 17 hours

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Liar pt.8

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Pairing: Gojo x fem!eader

Warnings: ANGSTTTT, but fluff at the end, cussing, drinking, grinding, NOT PROOFRED, i don't think there's anything else but as always lmk if there is.

Note- the italics is a flashback, actually, Satoru's entire section is a flashback from pt 7.

Word Count: 1.3K

A/N: VFYVKD. Guys, I think this might be the last part to this series😭😭😔😔 This has been a journey, thank you so much for everyone who has read this far, I truly and deeply appreciate every single one of you❤️❤️ I don't want it to endddd, so lmk if you would like me to keep writing for this au bc I would LOOVE to.

(Requests open)

Satoru

He was beginning to feel like he was slipping. He hadn’t had a glass since the shot he took before Kaito came to spend the night with him. Although it was now night and hours since his son had left, he naively thought that he had overcome his addiction since he hadn’t felt the urge to drink the whole time he was with Kaito.

Oh how wrong he was. He needed to get a drink and fast. He jumped into his car and began speeding to the nearest liquor store, only to find it with an eight-person line. He didn’t have the patience to wait that long and made his way to a bar. Any bar, honestly speaking, he had no idea where he even was.

He quickly went over, ordered, and chugged five tequila shots consecutively. Once the alcohol finally kicked in, he finally began to feel like himself again.

‘He was is disgusting. What kind of pathetic, sorry excuse of a man can’t survive without drowning himself in alcohol? How was he supposed to win you back and be a father for Kaito in such a state?’

These were the thoughts that ran rampant through his mind as he ordered a glass of whiskey, this time much more relaxed, seated on his stool, staring lifelessly into the endless abyss.

He was slowly sipping his drink when he felt a pair of hands clutch his shoulders before slowly gliding down his arms. Because of his inebriated state, he wasn’t able to sense them approaching, however, he just chose to ignore, only seeming to amuse the stranger. He slowly turned his seat to face them.

He was completely unamused when his eyes landed on a young woman clearly intent on getting into his pants. She clearly thought that she was the most beautiful girl in the room, therefore disarming a chance at him, but all he could think of was how ugly she looked in comparison to you. He just rolled his eyes, trying to go back to wallowing in self-pity. The lady just wouldn’t let up, turning around before she began grinding against him to the beat of the music. Foul, Satoru thought, feeling his patience run out.

“Get away from me you fucking slut,” he hissed, venom lacing his words as he placed his hand on her waist, trying to push her away when next thing he knows, a palm is making contact with his cheek, landing a harsh slap across his face. It was only then that he finally sensed your cursed energy. He quickly turned to face you, heart plummeting when he saw tears streaming through your face.

Shit, he can only imagine what this looked like to you. He tried to reach out to you but you just screamed at him and ran away from him.

He began to panic.

His heart was racing.

The world around him was spinning and despite how hard he tried, he couldn’t move a single inch. His vision was getting spotty and all he could hear was the ringing in his ears. He felt like he was going to vomit.

WHY! WHY HIM, WHY NOW! WHY COULDN’T HEJUST CONTROL HIMSELF AND STOP FUCKING DRINKING! He was absolutely torturing himself in his head as he spiraled.

He finally mustered the strength to run after you, leaving the unnamed girl where she stood, utterly confused.

He ran as fast as his legs could take him but you were nowhere to be found.

He leapt into his car and drove as fast as the vehicle could go. He was at Jujutsu tech in about five minutes but that was the longest five minutes of his entire life. He had to get to you. He needed to explain, he needed to make sure you know that it wasn't what it looked like.

Y/N

After crying your heart out on the sidewalk, you eventually made your way back to Jujutsu Tech. You texted Shoko and asked her if she could take care of Kaito for the rest of the night. You felt so guilty for staying away from him for two nights in a row but you just couldn’t bear to have him see you like this.

Just as you were about to close the dorm door behind you, you heard running and frantic breathing approach. You didn’t even bother trying to fight Gojo as he forced his way through the door you were trying to shut.

“Y/N p-please” he took a pause, slightly hunched over as he attempted to catch his breath, “I pro- I promise it wasn’t what you looked like!” he tried to explain, clearly panicked.

“What the fuck do you mean it’s not what it looked like, Gojo.” you questioned, putting emphasis on how you said his name. It felt like you were continuously stabbing him with a jagged dagger and he felt his knees getting weak but he couldn’t let you go, not now.

“My love please! I swear on my life it wasn’t! I wasn’t trying to do anything with her fuck! I don’t even know her name!” “Then what was it Gojo! She was grinding on you and you were FUCKING ENJOYING IT, DON’T YOU DARE LIE TO ME! I KNOW WHAT I SAW!!” You yelled your throat raw.

“I was trying to get her away from me! Please, believe me, I promise,” He dropped on his knees, reaching for your hands with his own shaking ones. Tears began to trickle down his face as his breathing grew heavy.

A small part of you wanted to believe it, but you were struggling. Deep down, you were telling yourself that he was telling the truth. But that was a part of you you hadn’t seen since Gojo was sealed. You survived this long without listening to it, so why start now?

“Gojo…let’s get a divorce-”

“NO! NO! BABY PLEASE! Don’t do this to me! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN LIFE, MORE THAN BREATHING, MORE THAN MYSELF MORE THAN ANYTHING! DON’T LEAVE ME-”

“Gojo you were gone for years! I LIVED WITHOUT A HUSBAND FOR YEARS! And from what it looks like, you CLEARLY didn’t feel my or Kaito’s absence! And from what it looks like, you’ve moved on-”

“BUT I HAVEN’T! I HAVEN’T! I GO TO BED HOLDING A PICTURE OF YOU CLOSE TO MY CHEST EVERY SINGLE NIGHT! I HAVE NEVER TAKEN OFF YOUR RING SINCE THE DAY I GOT BACK AND FOUND YOU GONE!” He cried, showing you your ring, which laid on his fingers. You would be lying if you said you didn’t notice it, but you just assumed that was due to how expensive it was. It would’ve been a waste to let it collect dust in a drawer.

“Y/N, you and out baby boy are the only fucking reason I wake up every day. You two are the light of my life and when I lost you. I was so distraught I even started drinking and you know better than anyone how much I hate that shit but it’s the only thing that takes my mind off of everything!”

You were now crying too, touched by what he was saying. You could see in his eyes that he meant every word and it shook you to your core.

You stayed anchored where you stood, sobbing now as Satoru got up off his knees and took you into his arms. Hugging you as tightly as he could without breaking your ribs.

You couldn't even move. You just stood there and cried with him, feeling the weight of everything that had transpired over the past couple of years wash away.

All that grief, suffering, and pain over the past few years was washing away in your tears.

You love him.

You had pushed down your feelings for him so deep that for a moment, you forgot they were even there. But you love him, and he you, and you knew that there was know way either of you could live without each other any longer.

You love him, and he loves you, and nothing was going to change that.

Not now, not ever.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

The End...?

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