#satoru blurb

[missmeinyourbones]

MADE WITH LOVE (dad!gojo satoru x reader)

tags: dad!gojo, reader referred to as “mama” a few times, maybe the same universe as this lil drabble i wrote, not proofread bc i woke myself up with this idea and needed it down on paper asap (wc: 1.1k+)

Mornings are never smooth in the Gojo household. With a rapidly-growing toddler for a daughter, who has almost the exact same charming personality as her (toddler-like) father, it was rare for you to spend a morning in bed before the sun comes up. The two of them were always up to something, and whether that something was good or bad was often unknown. 

A tiny little hushed mama causes your eyes to blearily blink open. Your hand gently rubs them of sleep a few times, adjusting to the light peaking through the curtains from outside. 

It’s light out, you mentally note, meaning it can’t be any earlier than 7:00am, at least. She usually wakes you and Satoru up within the hour anyways, but as you reach behind you to grab your husband, you’re met with a handful of empty sheets.

With a furrowed brow and confused expression, your eyes fall onto the tiny figure gently poking your forearm—your daughter stands before you, face mischievously contorted into a smirk as she waits for you to address her presence. 

While the grin adorning her face is identical to her father’s, she looks just like you—from the hairs on her stubborn head to the tips of her little toes. You gently smile to yourself as you think of all the times Satoru would complain of her not getting any of his good looks, though their personalities are all the same. 

With a quick glance over of her status—she doesn’t appear to be hurt and she’s not crying, she actually seems rather pleased with herself—you let your eyes peacefully close once more. 

“S’anyone bleeding?” you mumble, voice still laced with sleep.

“No,” she states matter-of-factly, shaking her head. 

“Is the house on fire?”

“No,” a fit of giggles follows this response. 

“Then gimme a few more minutes,” your head returns to the pillow and your daughter grumpily sighs as she watches you further snuggle into the comforter. 

Eventually, the quick little patter of footsteps leaves your room, allowing you to rest again—that is, until you hear your husband’s booming voice coming from the kitchen. 

You can practically see him behind your closed lids—sitting wide-legged at the kitchen table, coffee mug in hand as he keeps up with your daughters quick-paced conversation style with ease. You assume she left your bedroom to run out to him, reporting back that you were still in bed. You faintly hear Satoru egg her on with an excited, “You have to get mama up! Say it’s an emergency, or something.” 

You snort out a chuckle, because the fact that you can practically hear the grin in his voice, and based on your daughter’s response of giggles, you know he’s a liar—the both of them are. 

Not even seconds later, the sound of tiny bare feet against your hardwood floors picks up speed, getting closer to where you lay. 

“Mama,” your daughter returns, this time more confident in her story as she no longer whispers, “It’s an emergency!”

“Then get your father.”

“Daddy says it’s an emergency,” she retaliates, and between the two of them, you know that you returning to sleep is about as realistic as seeing pigs fly. 

With a sigh and a defeated okay okay, you let your feet hit the floor as you sit up on the side of your bed. Your daughter, practically bouncing out of her little skin, is grabbing your hand and attempting to quickly usher you into the kitchen. 

Once you’re standing up and walking down the hallway, she darts down ahead of you and disappears around the corner leading the kitchen. As you follow her, you’re surprised to see the tiny table for three set with dishes and silverware, covered with a messily-made breakfast. A stack of pancakes—some charred to a crisp while others appear to be slightly undercooked—sits in the center plate. A few side dishes with bacon, fried potatoes, and cut up melon are scattered across the cluttered table. 

You finally lay eyes on your husband for the first time this morning, as he walks over to you with you daughter perched on his hips and two hot coffee mugs in either hand. You hold your tongue from telling him to be careful with the drinks around her. He knows.

“What’s all this?” you softly inquire as Gojo sets the mugs down, using his spare hand to pull a chair out for you, gesturing you to sit down and relish their good-hearted surprise. 

“Just a lil somethin’ for the best mama ever,” he quips with a quick peck to your lips, “Sorry for waking you up, it was gonna get cold.”

Before you can answer him, your daughter is jumping out of his arms, grabbing the carton of milk from the fridge, and proudly shoving it into your hands for you to pour into your coffee. 

“Thank you, my baby,” you coo as you accept her offering, placing a kiss on her chubby cheek. 

Seeing your reaction, Satoru is not far behind his little girl, wearing a flirty grin and presenting his own cheek for you to kiss. 

“And thank you, my other baby,” you entertain him, peppering his pale face a few times, before meeting his lips for a sweet kiss. 

Eventually, the two of them join you at the table, and your little family sits down for your favorite time of the day. Satoru cuts your daughters pancakes for her, before letting her pour on a far too large amount of syrup onto them. You pass around pieces of melon, laughing at the odd variety of shapes and sizes they've been cut into. While the food itself is no five-star meal, you wouldn’t have it any other way—as it was made with love from your two favorite instigators.

“Mama?” your daughter pipes up, wiping her face with a napkin as she grins mischievously. 

“Yes, baby?” you appease her, taking a sip of your coffee and letting it’s warmth hug you further into the coziness of the scene engulfing you. 

“Daddy says I’m gonna be a big sister soon.”

You shoot Satoru a glare as he shrugs his shoulders and raises his hands in defeat.

He remains quiet as he smirks, taking a moment to admire the filled-to-capacity table as he sits with his girls. He watches your daughter excitedly talk about her hypothetical sibling, going into great detail about how she’ll be the best big sister ever—even offering to help out with changing stinky diapers and sharing her many toys.

As you tell her that you plan to hold her to that if the day ever comes, she’s excusing herself from the table and darting to her playroom to show you her newest drawing. You raise your eyebrows at Satoru from across the table, but once again, you’re met with his sly grin and shrugging shoulders. 

He grabs your hand from across the tiny table, pressing a few kisses to your knuckles before standing up to go follow your daughter. As his lips are gently pressed around your knuckles, he feigns a gesture of faux innocence. 

“Kids and their crazy stories, huh?”

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[i6eyes]

2:05 am. gojo satoru

"what a mess," you sigh, shaking your head in bemused affection as you take in satoru's disheveled state. his body is sprawled across yours; his head finding a comfortable resting place against the softness of your stomach, while his arms are securely wrapped around your waist, holding you close as though afraid you might disappear.

"yur sho pretty babe," he mumbles, the words slurred but filled with a child-like sincerity. his voice is a low rumble against your skin, sending a warm tingle down your spine. and although the baby blues of his eyes are slightly glazed over from the alcohol, they still hold a look of pure adoration as they meet yours. "sho gorgshus."

"thank you baby," you giggle, unable to scold him for drooling on your shirt like a child. normally, you would say something, but you decide to save it for when he's sober. "you're wetting my shirt, though."

"oh noooo!" his eyes widening in mock horror as he quickly springs up from his comfortable perch on your tummy. the throbbing headache that had led him to collapse on top of you is momentarily forgotten, his focus now solely on rectifying the situation.

"let's take it off then!" he ushers with an eager enthusiasm, his charming boyish grin spreading across his face like a radiant sunrise. he lifts the hem of your shirt in a hurry, as if the mere thought of undressing you is a thrilling adventure, a shared secret between the two of you.

despite your best efforts, the allure of a man in the throes of love, fueled by the intoxicating effects of alcohol, is a force that cannot be easily ignored. it wraps around you like a warm embrace, pulling you closer and blurring the lines between reason and desire. within seconds, you find yourself beneath him, breathless from the fits of giggles he's elicited while removing your shirt.

"looking reaaal nice baby," he whispers, leaning in to kiss the spot beneath your ear and down to your neck. "claire and clementine."

who in god's name is claire and clementine?

confused, you use the hand that was previously caressing his hair to gently tug his head up, only to find his eyes fixated on your chest.

"claire and clemen— oh my god. satoru!"

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

Young!Nanamj and Young!Reader making out in an empty classroom. His hands up your skirt, your hands running through his hair as he's rutting against you.

Its getting hot and heavy until Gojo opens the door and finds you two.

Young!Gojo vows to never let Little miss perfect and ever stoic Nanami live this down.

And as the years pass by, as you and Nanami get married.

Here is Gojo, bringing up the fact that he caught you two making out in empty class room.

"It's so cuuute" , "who knew a guy like Nanami had it in him"

Nanami might kill him one day

A/n: 2:30am....this was funnier in my head

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[jaegersdevil]

falling foolishly [satoru x reader]

"they're such children," shoko rolled her eyes, kicking a piece of ice away from her foot. you pursed your lips as you watched satoru throw another snowball at suguru, the latter cackling at the feeling of it hitting his bare neck.

satoru stumbled over as he gathered another handful of snow, eyes on suguru as he did the same on the other side of the path. the footpath was slippery under your feet, and the path lights above you glowed a warm yellow over the snow-covered shrubbery.

the wind blew through you and you squeezed your eyes shut at the night air. fisting your hands in your jacket pockets, you sniffled, your cheeks icy and toes numb. shoko sighed and shook her head at the boys.

"bitch!" satoru exclaimed, losing his footing before lobbing a handful of snow that landed nowhere near suguru.

"ok! i'm done. finished. stop."

"booooo!" satoru yelled, but he didn't lean down and continued walking straight. "i won, though. you didn't even hit me."

suguru grumbled something unintelligible but dug his hands in his pockets and shouldered his best friend.

"thank god," shoko mumbled. "if i had to take one of them to the hospital again i was going to kill them."

you snickered, yet you couldn't help but slow your steps and lean down discreetly. your gloveless fingers burned with pain at the sudden coldness, but that didn't deter you from making a perfect ball.

shoko noticed you weren't beside her anymore and glanced over her shoulder. "you're annoying too, you know."

you grinned, silently making your way back to her side. "how much do you think he'll whine if i hit him?"

shoko barked a laugh and nodded. "do it. he needs his ego bruised a bit."

so, you raised your arm and aimed the snowball at the white-haired boy. a giggle slipped past your lips and you threw it.

"bullseye!" shoko yelled, her laughter echoing through the park's darkness.

satoru stopped walking and placed his hand in his hair. your jaw was still open, falling when it had hit him square in the back of his head.

he spun around, finger pointed at you. "i knew it was you. you're gonna get it," and then he started running toward you.

suguru held his chest as he chuckled and moved next to shoko as they watched satoru bend down to wrap his arms around your thighs and throw you over his shoulder.

"toru!" you squealed, your arms flailing to try and grasp onto his torso. you struggled to breathe as you laughed before you felt yourself being pulled backwards.

next thing you knew, snow surrounded you as he put you into a pile of it. satoru threw himself on top of you, his cheeks were red from the cold.

"naughty. looks like you're not getting that really pretty necklace santa has in his sack for you."

"he'll give it to me," you tried to smother your smile by biting your lip, hands on satoru's neck.

"how can you be so sure?" he teased, fingers dancing under your jacket. "after this incredibly disrespectful action against me?"

your eyes flickered to his lips. "because he loves me too much."

satoru’s eyes widened and he moved his lips into a pout. "wowww, so santa’s your new man, huh? isn’t he a little old?"

you smacked his shoulder and laughed, hands running over his wet hair.

"boo hoo! you're just upset you got hit with a snowball!" shoko called from further up the path, suguru beside her.

rolling his eyes, satoru climbed off you and pulled you up with him. "are you happy now? i'm getting bullied."

you shook your head, ignoring him while you leaned up to slant your lips over his.

he smiled against your mouth and circled one arm around your waist, the other snaking around your neck. you felt yourself going sideways, shoes slipping slightly as satoru dipped you.

"let me take a photo," you barely heard suguru over the rushing in your ears when satoru pulled his lips away from yours with a bright grin.

#a christmas blurb <3 #written without editing i apologise babies #satoru gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru #satoru x reader #satoru gojo imagine #satoru gojo x reader #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #— ann writes!

[luv-gin]

you’re stopped from completing your task by a young boy with dark hair and wide glassy eyes desperately seeking your attention as he taps on your arm repeatedly.

“miss,” he calls, panic evident in the tone of his voice as he addresses you “can you please help me and my sister?”

you crouch before the boy as you place a soft smile on your face to ease his worry “sure thing kiddo, what’s the problem?”

“there’s this weird guy in glasses who keeps trying to take me and my sister away for ice cream,” his lip wobbles slightly as he continues “my parents told me to not go away with strange adults, please help us.”

now worry quickly fills you and your head turns to see if you can locate a manager near by but you remain calm as you take his hand in yours “can you show me where your sister is? i’ll make sure to keep you safe and find your parents, okay?”

the boy tears up and nods only to point at the guy with white hair adorning glasses and laughing along with a younger girl as they hop around on a trampoline, you turn to the kid clutching your hand and ask him “you’re sure you don’t know this guy?” he cries in response and you panic slightly, patting his shoulders before clearing your throat.

“excuse me sir, i’m going to have to ask you leave.”

the guy turns out to be similar in age to yourself and your expression morphs into one of disgust as you think about how vile he must be trying to leave with some children.

"huh?" he voices his confusion as he stops jumping and peers down at you with the little boy clutching onto your hand "what's wrong megumi?"

the boy whimpers as he stands behind you and you instinctively extend your arms to cover him as you glare at the white haired man who's approaching you "sir, i am asking you to leave before i'm forced to call the cops." you grit your teeth and gojo's expression falls and the young girl he was accompanying joins your little group.

"megumi!" she gasps and places her hands on her hips "you can't keep doing this." she scolds with a finger wagging at the boy who's stepped out from behind you, tears long gone and donning a deadpan expression.

"i was close, tsumiki." he pouts and the girl in turn grabs his cheeks in a pinch and you look at the two kids in confusion before feeling a tap on your shoulder and you look up to see the not harasser-harasser smiling down at you.

"hi, sorry about the scare, i'm their guardian and the kiddo loves playing pranks like that." he apologises with a carefree expression and your face slacks.

"you're their guardian?? aren't you my age??" you ask and he laughs merrily as he waves his hand.

"don't worry your pretty little head about it, it's a long story." just as your neck begins to heat up you're poked once more by the kids and watch as tsumiki forces her younger brother to apologise for bothering you and spreading false information about his legal guardian who is putting a lot of effort and time into raising them- you doubt those words were truly coming from either of the kids.

"it's fine," you sigh and crouch in front of megumi one more time "just maybe think of pranking him another way like putting dye in his shampoo or something like that instead of potentially needing to have someone bail him out of jail."

"oh, that's actually happened once before-" the "adult" adds in with a snicker and you shake your head.

"good luck." you tap the kids on their shoulders.

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[teddybeartoji]

office au! with coworker!gojo

he's the type to always be a little late. by a little, i of course mean a lot. he always bursts in the door with the biggest smile on his lips and four coffees in his hand. he winks at his coworkers, who then always blush and giggle out a hi, satoru! and you always roll your eyes at that. satoru nods his male coworkers, who always try to dap him up and start a conversation but he doesn't have time for that. he has things to do. (as if he isn't literally Late smh)

he answers the guys' question while he's walking – his eyes set on his favourite coworker. you. sitting in your cubicle, you're trying to ignore him and his dramatic enterance. that he does every single day. how annoying can he be? before you can roll your eyes again, a cup of coffee has landed on your table, making you glance over your shoulder.

he's blinding you, his grin is stretched so wide it's almost a bit creepy. he's standing right behind you, leaning his hand on your table right next to where he just placed the coffee. he's way too close for a co-worker and you gulp.

ugh.

"aren't you gonna thank your favourite coworker for bringing you coffee? whew, tough crowd, huh." his smile doesn't falter and he just leans in closer, his cologne clouding your senses.

UGH.

and he really does do it every single fucking day. he brings you coffee and he annoys you and he makes your eyes roll so hard you almost go blind and you hate to admit that he's kinda cute... it's whatever.

back to the coffees. so one of them is for you – he knows your order because he dug out the receipt from your bag when you weren't looking on his second day there. he almost got caught, too. but he only did that because you didn't wanna tell him your order!! and he was so insistent on bringing you coffee that he just had to find another way. he loved the way your eyes widened and how you tried to mask your surprised expression but nothing gets past his keen eyes. when you asked how he did it, he just told you that he guessed it. yeah, right....

the second coffee is for him. it's an insanely sweet latte. how do you know? he made you try it. more liked begged for you to try it. you also hate to admit that his puppy-dog eyes worked on you... he only drinks the special latte from the corner coffee shop and he refuses to drink the office "coffee". he's fancy like that.

the third coffee is for his second favourite coworker – kento nanami! they sure make an interesting pair. kento is the main reason why satoru even got the job. the latter begged him to pitch for him to the boss; he was so excited by the concept of Office Work and just had to try it out. he, of course, passed the interview with flying colors and kento regrets his decision to "help" him out in the first place. satoru yaps his ears off whenever he isn't doing the same to you and he's constantly leaving little notes for the man. you once saw one and it just had a miniature penis drawn on it. very mature.

and the fourth coffee is for your boss. satoru isn't sucking up like you originally thought he was. you think he just wants to bring her coffee? your boss is cool – she's in her forties and she has a strong voice, everybody always listens to her and she really does make for a very good boss. your guess is that satoru has a crush on her. (you're wrong. he also just thinks she's super fucking cool. literally nothing else to it.)

he's always wearing a fancy white button-up with a black tie loosely hanging around his neck and a pair of matching black slacks that hug his thighs so nicely that the women and the men of the office are always finding it hard to not stare at them. he gets an obnoxious ego boost from this.

he's constantly leaning on other people's desks, pushing his hips out and it really is hard to concentrate whenever he does it. the pose and the smug smirk he sends you when he catches you looking is making you feel hot. he always catches you too, it's so annoying. why can't he just continue doing whatever he's doing so you can admire him in peace?

he's loud, he's annoying and he's so fucking good at his job that firing him couldn't even be a passing thought. he actually does his paperwork rather fast; often finishing before you and that gives him the time to tease you for being slow. he does that way less than you expected though. only a few times in a day – enough to annoy you but never enough to actually make you upset or angry. he actually helps you sometimes. he can tell you don't wanna ask and he doesn't wanna make you feel bad - he'd rather watch you roll your pretty eyes at his stupid jokes with a small hidden smile than roll them with a deep frustrated sigh. he learned that the hard way.

he loves your smile. more often than not you can't keep the straight face you try to put up with him, making your loud laughter resonate throughout the whole office. oh, how his eyes shine at that.

long story short. he's infuriating. he's funny. he's way too good at his job. he's way too handsome. you loathe working with him and yet, you can't stop smothering him in kisses whenever you two "happen" to meet in the printer room.

#coworker!gojo my favourite silly guy #LIKE HE'S WAYYY TOO GOOD-LOOKING #ILLEGAL #IT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL #HOW IS ANYBODY SUPPOSED TO WORK IN THESE CONDITIONS SMH #sighhhh #i have more for him #bc this au has been living in my head for some time now #he's actually a sweetheart and he just wants to make u smile #what's new #it's not like i write about anything other than THAT #oops? #mickey is daydreaming #angel boy #gojo satoru #gojo satoru drabble #gojo satoru au #gojo satoru blurb #jjk #jjk au #jjk drabble #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen drabble #jujutsu kaisen au #satoru gojo #satoru gojo drabble #satoru gojo blurb #satoru gojo au

[13curses]

men who know how to finger properly are godsent. men who can eat pussy passionately are saint. gojo satoru was a man carefully crafted by archangels, ‘cause he can do both in sync.

from the moment he has you laid and spread for him on the mattress you feel heavenly. with each kiss he lands on your inner thighs, the more saliva they involve. he’s so, so ready to admit his tongue to your cunt from the get-go.

sighs leaving your lips swiftly mold into whimpers and charming moans.

by the time he’s lapping at your sweetened folds, you’re crying as your pretty face is scrunched up in pleasure. your arousal and his spit blending contradicts his promise of eating you until he’s swallowed all your juices. besides, you’re leaking more and more.

“toru~!” you whine. “satoru~! s-so good. s-so fuckin’—! hnnh!”

you choke on your words due to clenching your hole: his finger pad’s brushed past it.

he lifts his head up but doesn’t lean far, in fact he rests his chin on your pussy to speak.

“d’you want my fingers, doll?” he exhales. lips open, gleaming.

“yes! ‘f course, toru.”

he chuckles from how luscious you are, “yeah? y’wanna have toru’s fingers stretch your gorgeous pussy?”

your cunt pulses from being dodged, and you involuntarily lift your hips to shut his mouth with it.

“s-satoru! fuck me with your fingers ‘n tongue already!”

his hot breath fans your core as he smirks wide, “relax, angel. toru’s gonna give you everything you want…” he kisses your petals. “and more.”

he takes one of your legs to throw over his broad shoulder, resting his head on the plush of your thigh as his middle finger collects your leaking wetness, easily pushing into your satin walls. you let out an obscene moan at the initially tight feeling.

you think of his words, “y–yeah? everything?”

his digit sinks in fully. his blue eyes meet yours.

“everything.”

you nearly go cross-eyed from the wave motions satoru’s playing inside you, but you continue with furrowed eyebrows.

“promise?”

satoru removes his finger with a slowp!

he wears a smug grin as he bends his thumb and pinky, the three middle fingers up, the actual middle one noticably wet and glossy.

“scout’s honor.” he references.

true as he swore, he’s soon knuckles deep in you, skin hitting the spot that makes you scream between rich whines, and within his technique, he’s munching your cunt like it’s ambrosia.

one of your legs bending over satoru’s shoulder blades, him embracing your thigh for support, his fingertips digging into your flesh, too focused on his other hand to caress your skin if he were to leave bruises. his busy arm’s flexing as it moves back and forth; muscles featured as means of his devotion to your upcoming orgasm. extending his fingers, he clutches at your bliss spot.

beads of your arousal are sloshing, except for when he stops to focus on sucking your clit. then your trembling increases as you sob for mercy.

satoru moans. he’s so into it he’s grinding against the crumpled sheets, precum tinting his abdomen.

you begin to tremble as the stretching, damp circumstances creating a stingy feeling builds an orgasm in you.

satoru starts shaking, too. he’s cumming with you.

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[writing-wh0re]

“My pathetic little baby, all tied up.”

♥pairing: sukuna, gojo, toji, nanami & geto

♥ summary: “The JJk men and their favourite sex toys”

♥ warnings: smuty 18+ blurbs, use of sex toys: bondage, ball gag, dildo, wand vibrator, cock ring, remote vibrator, sex toy in public, oral (male and female), unprotected sex, praise kink, slight degradation, breif mention of creampie, use of petnames: baby, pet, princess, sir and daddy.

♥ wc: 1,742

♥ masterlist

♥ Taglist

♥ Sukuna - Sukuna had surprised you with a few sex toys, always wanting to test your limits, see how many times you could cum for him. However his favourite is bondage, he loves tying you to the bed, your wrists and ankles tied with silk restraints. Your mouth gagged with a smooth silicone red ball. Sukuna doesn’t believe in blind folds, wanting to make sure he can see your reaction to everything, the way your eyes roll back when he touches you softly, so soft that if you weren't touch starved you wouldn’t feel it. You’re thankful he doesn’t like blindfolds because nothing gets you more wet than watching him jerk off to your restrained body. 

Sukuna loves eye contact. It is intense and it sends goosebumps over your skin. He keeps his gaze locked on you while he teases himself, pulling his length, his thumb brushing against the head of his cock, a smirk dances across his lips as you whimper, pulling on the silk. 

“Please sir.” You whimper is barely audible against the ball gag, small waterfalls of saliva falling from the sides of your mouth. 

He would be lying if hearing you beg wasn’t the best thing he’s heard in centuries. His cock twitches in his hand at your pleas. Sukuna is quick to move closer to your body, running his finger nails up and down your thighs. He pinches the smooth skin as jolts shoot through your body. 

“My pathetic little baby, all tied up.” 

“Begging like a whore” 

“So desperate for my touch.” 

You nod, wiggling your hips, you glistening pussy on full display for him. 

He hovers his hand over your mound close enough to feel the warmth of his skin. His other holding your chin between his fingers keeping your eyes locked with his, you don’t dare flick them away, needing him to touch you. 

Your moan vibrates against the gag strapped to your lips. His finger slowly drags across your clit, the movement sends a shiver down your spine, having been untouched for days and bound for hours. 

“Fucking soaked for me aren’t you pet.” 

You nod as his speed picks up, your head falls back out of his grasp, your eyes fluttering closed. 

Sukuna tuts, pulling his hand away from you, wrapping it around his cock again. 

“You pulled away baby, now you’re watching me.” 

You groan against the gag, your body falling hot, frustration filling you as you watch him jerk his dick. His head tilts back, lips parted and muscles flexing, your name falling from his lips. You wiggle against the restraints, needing to be touched. 

Sukuna laughs, leaning over your body as he continues to pump his cock. His lips brushing against your ear, his warm breath fanning against your cheek. 

“Pathetic.” 

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♥ Gojo - Gojo had felt that when you’re fucking it’s not fair that you aren’t all the way filled with cock. So when he bought you a dildo, it only felt right to use it while you sucked his dick, he loves being able to control it, having you moan around him as he slips the silicone in and out of your drenched cunt. 

“Fucking look at you baby.” 

Your head hangs off the side of the bed, your legs spread wide. Gojo’s body is hovering over you, one arm supporting his body weight as the other plays between your legs. Slipping the purple silicone cock in and out of you, he pulls it from you, using the tip to circle your clit. 

You moan around his cock, earning a moan from his lips. You lean your head further back, taking him deeper. He thrusts his hips into your throat, your gag causing him to slide the dildo into you roughly. Your body jolts at the action as he coo’s you. 

“Such a good girl.” 

Your eyes water, lips hallowing around his cock, your tongue swiping side to side. 

Gojo is fixated on your pussy, watching your cunt swallow the purple toy, your walls tight around it, covering it in a sheen of wetness. 

Your brain short circuits when you feel his tongue flick against your clit. 

“Fuck ‘toru.” Your nails dig into his thighs, a groan vibrating against your pussy. 

“You’re so hot baby, taking two cocks.” 

Your hand wraps around his dick, pumping him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the tip. 

His lips suck against your clit, your legs shaking as he angles the dildo to hit your g-spot. 

“Just like that.” 

Gojo continues flicking his tongue on your clit. You slip his cock past your lips, hollowing your cheeks around his member. Your legs close around him, his free hand holding them open as his tongue speeds up on your clit. Your body falls hot and tense, your mind cloudy as you cum around the silicone. Your moans are muffed as they vibrate around his cock.

Gojo kisses your clit, slowly rocking the dildo in and out of you, his eyes never leaving the silicone that’s glistening with your cum. 

He looks down at you, your cheeks flushed, spit covering your lips and his cock disappearing into your throat. 

“So good to me.” He pulls back, leaving the dildo buried inside of you. Both of his hands hold your face as he rocks his hips using your throat to chase his release. 

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♥ Toji - Toji loved nothing more than making you cum, he loved the sounds you make for him. 

Only him. 

So you weren’t surprised when he came home with an array of sex toys to trial. You favourite being the large wand vibrator. Although Toji was mean when he used it, he would always press it against your clit while fucking you but the moment you were close he would take the toy away. 

“What baby, is daddy's cock not good enough?”

He would taunt you, he would want you to tell him how much you needed him, how good he made you feel. He loved the wand just as much as you do, he loved that it made you vibrate against him. But he wasn’t about to be replaced by a toy. 

God forbid he ever saw you use it when he wasn’t home. 

“Feels good daddy, so good.” 

Toji smirks, his thumb caressing your face before placing the toy between your bodies, swirling it around your clit, pressing it against the bundle of nerves as he thrusts into you. His thrusts rocking the wand, your body wiggling at the overload of pleasure. 

Toji feels you tighten around him, moving the toy away as your pussy squelches, a frustrated groan leaving your lips. 

“Daddy, please, need to cum.” 

Toji only chuckles, fucking you faster. Your moans fill the bedroom in a chorus the sound of him fucking your tight pussy accompanying them. 

“Since you said please.” Toji smiles, flicking the wand up a speed and placing it against your clit. Your back arches off the bed, his lips wrapping around your nipple, teeth pulling on the skin. 

“Cover my cock baby, cum for daddy.” 

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♥ Nanami - You were warming Nanami up to the idea of sex toys. You’re thankful he was open to it and was willing to try the cock ring, one that had an attachment to brush against your clit. 

“Feels so good.” 

Nanami had your legs pressed against his chest, ankles resting on his shoulders. His hands wrapped around your hips, your fingers digging into the comforter. 

“Fuck.” Nanami throws his head back, moving his hands from your hips and wrapping his arms around your legs, pulling you closer to him, his cock slipping deeper into your pussy. 

The ribbed nub of the cock ring brushes against your clit roughly with each thrust, the vibrating swirling around Nanami’s cock, transfering to you. 

“F-faster” You whimper. Nanami chuckles, turning the cockring up one speed and thrusting into you faster. 

“Think you can take it baby?”

You simply nod, wonton moans falling from your lips. Nanami’s muscles flex with each thrust, his arms tightening around your legs as they twitch within his grasp. The humm of the cock ring fills the air, both of you moaning and breathless. Nanami keeps his pace, he accompanies the nub of the cock ring with his thumb, rubbing circles on your clit. 

“Going to fill you baby.”

You moan at his words, wanting nothing more than to feel his cum fill you. Having it slowly drip out of your pussy, feeling him inside you for the rest of the night. 

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♥ Geto - You loved when Geto was in control, especially when he would use the remote controlled vibrator on you while you sucked his dick. You didn’t expect for him to suggest wearing it to the supermarket, intrigued and turned on, you agreed. 

Thankfully the small buzz was hidden over the music, pa system and people within the supermarket. 

“Fuck.” You whisper, gripping the shelf that houses the spices. 

“What is it baby?” Geto fringes concern, a few patrons walking down the aisle past you. You smile weakly at the couple as they walk past you quickly. You shoot daggers at Geto, his sly smirk across his face. He takes your hand from the shelf, lacing your fingers together. 

“Doing so well.” 

He increases the speed, your nails digging into the back of his hand as you bite your lip. Geto pulls you to his chest, kissing the side of your head. He pulls away from you, slowing the pace down and taking the shopping cart down the aisle. You breathe deeply before following behind your tall boyfriend. 

Your legs start to feel weaker, the vibration sending tingles down your body. 

“Geto.” Your voice strains as you hold onto the shopping cart, the speed having increased. 

“My name always sounds so pretty on your lips baby.” 

“Please.” 

Geto smiles at you, brushing your hair away from your face and placing a kiss on your forehead. 

“You’ll have my cock soon enough princess.” 

Your eyes lock with his, leaning forward to softly peck his lips before he pulls away from you. A few people are now in the same aisle as you. 

“C’mon baby, we dont have much left on the list.” Geto smiles, pushing the cart as the vibrator continues its speed, a mix of up and down patterns now flowing through you. You hope to god you can make it through this, needing, wanting and borderline begging to cum.

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[cupidscrule]

Fluff !! Hi hi so reader making satoru cry because he's pretty like that

Pearl

Anon ily for this !! This was kinda rushed it's not that good but I needed to put somethin' out so I hope you like it ;3!!

Warning - none , slight angst? Touch starved Satoru <3

400 wrd

Touch starved. Two words that perfectly fit your boyfriend, growing up he had always been 'different' and special, as he was a teen and adult he always kept in a close group of people, he was never really loved like how others were. No one gave him affection like that, so he always was physically distant in your relationship, he would almost stiffin when you came up and hugged him.

It was just another day, you were relaxing with Satoru at home since there weren't any important missions, and he deserved a small break from his students. He was sitting on the couch, his lips slightly parted, wearing those pretty sunglasses legs resting on the table, he seemed to be just day dreaming about god knows what.

"Mm you're so pretty" you mumbled quietly, glancing over at him, he didn't respond seemingly just dissociated.

You feel a small smirk crawl onto your face before planting a kiss on his cheek, y'know to get his attention and all.. he finally perked up looking over at you, smile gone, at first you thought you messed up so instinctively you went in to go hug him, gripping onto the soft fabric of his shirt. Then unexpectedly you feel him pull on *you* his head in the crook of your neck, almost like a sad little puppy.

"Hun you okay?" You say pulling off at him and looking at his sad face, tears swelling up in his eyes. Mumbling something inaudible, almost looked cute like this, cute but you knew it was wrong to not comfort him.

"Baby tell me what's wrong? Why are you crying?" You say bringing a hand up to cup his cheek, drawing small circles with your thumb gently.

He doesn't reply instead just flopping his weight onto you, his head resting on your chest. He looked disheveled, but he kept inching closer. You don't even know why he's acting like this right now, he's never clingy, but right now all he wants- no need is just touch. And well who were you to decide to deny him that?

Stroking his white hair, as the tears stop, head still planted firmly on you almost nuzzling.

" I love you.."

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[blughxreader]

Obsessed with the idea of yanderes who, when you try to break up with them, feel GUILTY and are like “babe? what gave you the idea that I’d let you dump me? Have I not made my intentions with you clear? I’m so sorry :^( cmere”

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[missmeinyourbones]

BIRDS OF A FEATHER (satoru gojo x reader)

a/n: (wc: 0.9k) gojo-centric, dad-to-be!gojo, implied pregnant!reader, angst to fluff, i literally don’t know what made me write this it just happened :/ it’s kind of different from what i normally write so i am kinda nervous but hope you guys enjoy it <3

Satoru Gojo always knew what would become of him, what was expected of his hand that wields a power like no other. 

He was strong—the strongest, which came with a league of it’s own. The title had it’s glitter and gold; people fawned to him like bees to honey. He was it—the sight to see. 

However, Gojo found that his reputation often preceded him. 

Maybe he was a bit naive, a bit premature with his flashy conclusions, but he can now admit that he was wrong to assume that the top would be less lonely than the bottom. He thinks they're equals, that people choose to ignore how many similarities they truly have. While one may be flashier than the other, they isolate you all the same. 

He vaguely recalls a memory—one from where he was young, barely nineteen years old, as Yaga stood before him and shook his hand with a forceful pride. 

The Untouchable Satoru Gojo, he’d called him, eyes swimming with that oh-so-familiar glimmer of satisfaction with a tinge of insatiable jealousy. 

Gojo remembers shaking his head at the comment, scoffing through gritted teeth about how that’s not necessarily a compliment.

Because what people tend to misunderstand, is that being untouchable also implies that Gojo’s unable to touch. Unable to let people in, let someone know him for who he is instead of what he can do, what he can be. 

Gojo doesn't know what will become of him when he’s no longer the strongest. He doesn't know what he is, if not the very best. He doesn't think he has much more to offer if he can no longer provide the power and protection that all of those around him seek. 

If a bird has no wings, will it still be asked to fly? 

The more he thinks about it, Gojo’s not sure if the flightless life of an animal made to soar is one worth salvaging. Maybe it’d be better to end it’s suffering—the humane and moral thing to do. I mean, it has no purpose now, right?

The two of you sit in the chilly waiting room of a doctor’s office. 

God, does he hate hospitals. He’s never had the privilege of associating them with anything good. To him, it’s not a place of miracle workers or second chance rehabilitation—it’s one of blood and pain and heartache. One where he’s dropped people off just to never see them again. One that takes a part of him with it every time he walks between its fluorescent and grim hallways.

However, today will be different. Satoru Gojo will leave a hospital with a reason of love and hope—because today, he will be seeing his baby (or rather, his soon to be baby) for the very first time.

A little clump of cells submerged in the warmth of your body, something that will grow into one of the greatest blessings Gojo is ever supposed to know. Today will be the first time he sees the creation on the tiny little ultrasound screen. The first time he’ll hear it’s rapid heartbeat, similar to that of a mockingbird’s. 

He nervously fiddles with his hands—hands that have caused just as much destruction and damage as they have prevailed with grace. Hands that have carried thousands of corpses; some he knew, some he loved. Hands that can harm as easily as they can heal. 

How on earth is he supposed to use these same hands to protect a child—his child? Something so small and pure and defenseless? When he can barely protect himself, when he can barely protect you?

His stomach gurgles and festers with bottomless fear as he begins to understand just how in over his head he truly is. 

This was a mistake. A mistake that’s going to get innocent people hurt. A mistake that will let him get a taste of the sweetest love he’s ever known, just for it to be ripped from the hold of his palms and leave him barren and hollow. 

Noticing his anxiety—his twitchy fingers and restless sighs—you casually slip your hand into his, intertwining the two of them as if they're puzzle pieces molded solely for one another’s fit. 

Gojo looks over at you due to your sudden touch, and he see’s your reassuring smile—one that instantly fills him with a warmth indescribable to the past-him. He thinks about his nineteen year old self again, wondering if the teenager could have ever imagined a love burning this bright, feeling this safe. 

He looks at his hands again, now holding your smaller ones. His hands, ones that gently brush away the stray hairs from your forehead. Hands that worship your ever-soft skin with tender touches and purposeful caressed. Hands that will hold your child—a gift, half him and half you—with all of the love he can muster from his shattered and poorly bandaged heart. 

With a new perspective, Gojo thinks about the wingless bird once more. Maybe, it doesn't need to be pardoned, maybe it can find a new purpose. 

No one is just one thing, right? Sure, we have things we’re known for—chickens lay eggs, hawks soar over their prey, and Satoru Gojo is the strongest. But that’s not all they are, nor is it all he is. 

He knows that he loves you, weak or strong. That he craves your touch, no matter the state of his infinity. He aches for the taste of your cooking, no matter if his stomach is filled to the brim with sweet delicacies or is eating itself alive from the inside out. He knows he’ll always want to return to the warmth of your bed, whether he’s sleeping on the finest of mattresses or flat upon a concrete floor. He’ll want you all he same—always. 

And for that grounding reason, Satoru Gojo knows that whatever may become of him, strongest or not, he will be a father—a great one, at that. 

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[mikareo]

“ ࣭⸰ ★ FROM THE DINING TABLE . . . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀呪術廻戦 ; gojo satoru x fem reader

⊹ ⠀⠀ is it possible to fall out of love? ...apparently so. (0.7k)

contains; exes, reader sees gojo w/ his new girlfriend, ur just the sad and lonely ex who can't get over him idk author's note; i am stressed and this is how im coping

it's been three months.

only three months since you and satoru broke things off. since satoru told you he lost feelings and could no longer string you along as you gazed at him with lovesick eyes etched in hearts; which were well deserved considering your relationship lasted a little over three years.

you loved him so much. no. you love him so much. you'll never stop loving him for as long as you can breathe, because who is he if not your soulmate? there's no one else that understands you, listens to you, and notices all of your ticks and little emotions that are blind to the common eye. satoru is the one that you're supposed to end up with; that you're supposed to marry as you walk down the aisle awaiting that bright smile he always flashed in your direction.

if you're supposed to marry satoru...

...why is he smiling at someone else?

"oh, shit." he finally notices your presence and it's somewhat insulting considering the market isn't too crowded. "hey, how've you been?"

his tone is almost condescending. why would he be asking that question? he should know that you're an absolute and complete mess over him. he should be an absolute and complete mess over you, too. you don't care that he claims to have fallen out of love. that's impossible. that's just something that happens in the movies; and if your life is anything like one of those cheesy romcoms— you desperately hope that you're not the character that gets their heart broken for the main lead.

"i'm okay." you lie. you're not okay. your heart is pounding at a rate that's so rapid you think you're about to pass out, thudding inside of your chest in its best attempt to leap from your body and land in satoru's open hands. now that you're noticing them, though, they're not open. they're firmly clasped to whoever this new stranger is. whoever his new girlfriend is. "who's this?"

he waves his hand dismissively. "don't worry about it." to which the girl giggles and leans into his side.

they're mocking you. you can't help but feel that way.

you can't help but feel your heart break into glass fragments that once were a stained glass mural of your love story. the images of him confessing his feelings after the snow melted in spring, whispering his love for you for the first time when summer began, and the promise ring he was so excited about giving you during your last holiday together, all clash to the ground— becoming incoherent memories that only you care to recall. it's clear that satoru is happily cementing new moments with this girl who's likely somewhat similar to you. she seems sweet and kind, and you hope that she escapes being strung along far sooner than you did.

"you look cute together." the smile on your face is clearly phony. he knows you well enough to be able to tell, and you're sure that she's able to understand, too.

"thank you!" she's so nice? why does he always go for nice girls? if you could take a guess, it's because he enjoys watching them fall for him...watching them give up their entire hearts for his love, only to shred them to pieces like receipt paper that he no longer cares to hold onto. what a monster.

...but you still love him.

"you're welcome." your reply is as genuine as you can fake it to be, and it's possible you've fooled her. you haven't fooled satoru, though. your ex is staring at you with knowing intent, seeing the bitterness in your soul that you hide from everyone else. "satoru, can we talk?"

please.

"what is there to talk about?" his laugh practically drowns you. you feel as if there's a weighted anchor attached to your ankle with a rope that's impossible to break apart with your bare hands. it's pulling you deeper and deeper into the depths of abyss, giggling as you struggle for air and water fills your lungs. the fish say hello. they watch as your lungs close in. they wave goodbye when your eyes finally close.

"forget i said anything."

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[sugugori]

The tip of satoru’s nose gets cold like a cat and he loves to nuzzle it in your neck when he cuddles you. Gojo, in all of his 6’3 glory, wrapping himself around you while pressing his cold nose between your shoulder and neck. Says it’s his way of keeping warm.

<3

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[gojoandtojisleftnut]

#gojo steals kisses from you when you sleep. When he comes back late at night from a mission and sees you sound asleep he gently bends down and steals one or two kisses until you’re half awake. Neither of you speak. you acknowledge each other by continuing your pecks a bit faster than before, the feeling of your lips on his enough to make you feel safe and reassured that he’s back.

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[space-noods]

JJK X Neko! Reader

no one read my other blurb 🙄 but if your interested in why MC is a neko, the explanation is right here -> Neko Reader

More Neko Reader! (JJK)

Training with Geto and Gojo… sort of

someone take this idea from me plsssss I’m not a writer!!!

IMAGINE when you first change into the uniform, Gojo is ON you. He literally jumps into your arms. If it weren’t for the fact that you were already trained, you would have fallen. You did stagger and almost slip. He coos over your ears petting them incessantly. Shoko and Geto watch, unamused but also interested.

IMAGINE every time you walk past Geto and Gojo, they take turns yanking your tail. At first you assumed it was Gojo, but soon you realized they were friends for a reason. They were both menaces.

IMAGINE Geto and Gojo have a secret scoreboard as to who can pet you the most. Any time one gets to touch your ears they smirk at the other. At first it started as a joke to bother you, but soon they began to really relish each second the had contact with you.

IMAGINE Gojo who often compliments your marble-like eyes. Although, he gets upset when anyone else compliments them.

IMAGINE After a solo mission, you return to the dormitories. Too tired to get to your own room, you decide to rest on the couch in the common room. Geto, who had stayed awake waiting for you, was laying on the couch as well. In your exhaustion, you didn’t notice him. Nor did you notice that you had laid your head on his chest. As you immediately fell into deep sleep, he took this as an opportunity to stroke your ears and hair. This was already picture perfect moment for him. The joy he felt seeing you in such a vulnerable position was unlike anything’s he’s felt before. The moment was only made better when he heard you purring. He was quick to take out his phone and record you. He also made sure to send a pic or two to Gojo.

IMAGINE Not even a second later, he heard long gallops headed towards him. And quick as lightning, Gojo yanked you off of Geto and carried you all the way to his room. Scoffing at the albino’s actions, he made sure to follow. He didn’t send the photo for you to be stolen away!

IMAGINE As soon as he got to Gojo’s room, he held you like a monkey would a branch. A leg draped over your thighs and an arm wrapped over your shoulders. Gojo gives Geto a scalding glare as the dark haired male makes his way into the bed. He lays next to you, holding onto one of your free hands.

IMAGINE You wake up, feeling heavy limbs over your body. The ceiling looks like your own room, but the decorations on the wall were completely different turning to your left is Geto. With fair skin and small purple hues under his eyes, you were struck by his natural beauty. His raven hair draping over his face artistically. Turning to your right, was the eye-catching Gojo. His long lashes delicately falling over his cheek. His vibrant hair looked like a halo with the sun’s rays. After taking the time to admire them both, you start to wiggle, trying to fight off their heavy limbs. The awaken at your jarring movements. Looking at each other they smirk as they tightened their hold. After enough thrashing they loosen their limbs. You take the opportunity to successfully jump out of that nest. You sigh seeing you were still in your uniform.

As you turn to leave, Gojo had a very important question to ask

“Cats can give birth with multiple dads right?”

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[angelicscribe]

ok i headcannon that gojo loves the barbie movies

and i don't mean the 2023 live action i mean those old 2000s cgi messes that have no sensible plot

he loves them for the bit okay he is a silly, goofy individual and he commits to that

but his favorite part is watching them with you.

"oh my god, look at that fucking thing!"

"thing?" you seethe at him. "that is not a thing. that's bibble and he is awesome, i'll have you know." you and satoru were watching barbie fairytopia: rainbow magic after talking about how it used to be your favorite way back when.

"what even is he?" satoru snickers.

"he's..." you falter. "blue?"

"i can see that silly, i mean what kind of animal is that? what species is he?"

"a blue one!" you state confidently. satoru bursts out giggling at your stubbornness. you give him a gentle shove with your sock-covered foot.

"hey, why are you all the way over there?" he whines, giving you his infamous pout. "come snuggle with meeeeeee." he grabs your foot and yanks your whole body towards him.

"jesus toru," you mumble, mostly to yourself. "so needy." you shake your head but look over at him when you hear him giggle, this one much softer than usual.

"you know you love it," he says, slinging his arm around your shoulders to pull your body to rest against him.

"yeah," you remark softly, "i do."

eeeeek my first fic! or my first one since the year 2013 lol. this was super rushed i wrote this in less than 10 minutes. i got struck with inspiration and i figured at least it's something ya know? anyways i hope u enjoyed! i may or may not have a sugardaddy!satoru piece in the works.... ehehehe

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