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seeingivy · 4 months
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paris
satoru gojo x f!reader
**part of my satoru as taylor swift songs series
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“y/n!” 
you turn your head to find mai, as you pinch your lips together and push off the wall to make her accquaintance. you give her the most polite greeting you can, hovering a kiss by her cheek as she nurses her a wine glass in her hands. 
always the drunk. though you suppose it was hard for you to do these things sober too.
“how are you doing? it’s been a while.” she asks. 
“i’m good, how are you?” you ask back. 
"where are you living again now?"
"france."
the two of you lean against the wall, making her best efforts to hide the fact that she's talking to you, as you smile.
the dim light of the crystal chandelier creating a shimmering display upon the great, painted walls. you’ve positioned yourself far away from the classical orchestra, from your parents at the front, and the synthetic sweaty smell permeating the group of people swim around the room, a mix of fancy fabrics and glittering jewelry. 
“i’m good. did you hear about what happened with naoya?” she murmurs, voice low as she hums into your ear. 
you fight the urge to smile. you owe satoru twenty dollars. 
“hm?” 
“do you remember that girl from the kamo clan? the one that you dormed with during the exchange event? who told your parents about you and him?"
"the blonde?" you ask.
"her fucking sister met naoya at a club and he kissed her.” 
you smile, shaking your head as you roll your eyes.
“i’m dead serious. there were pictures and she was wearing this like god awful denim on denim outfit. some zenin clan head he’s going to be when almost everyone knows he can’t help but get his dick wet with every living organism in sight."
you pinch a smile.
"no offense, of course.” 
“none taken.” you respond. 
“did you see the photos of it?” 
“no, no i didn’t. but thanks though.” you respond.
maki shrugs before she’s whisked away, by a girl whose name you can hardly remember as you give the two of them a wave. the girl averts making eye contact with you as maki gives a halfhearted goodbye and you curl back into the wall.
granted, maki’s the only one who would stoop down to your level to talk to you, even if it was just to level you for information. you suppose the details of you living france in france will make their way across the room in two minutes. but you can hardly blame the girl or even possess yourself to be mad about it. 
it’s all she knows how to do. 
you feel two arms wrap around you from behind and look down to find a wine glass being held in front of your nose. you fight the smile making its way to your face as you turn around, to find satoru’s outfit already unkempt - his tie hanging halfway down his shirt, the buttons undone. 
“wow. did you have to put on a lap dance for the sommelier to get these drinks?” 
“but of course! a champagne you requested and a champagne i delivered. by any means possible.” he smirks, before leaning against the wall at your side. 
you take a sip, the overwhelmingly artificial flavor biting your tongue. 
“god.” 
“had a feeling you would say that. so….i snagged this from the kitchen. had to seduce a cook for it.” 
“do you want to have my babies?” 
satoru rolls his eyes as he hands you the bottle. it’s a twelve dollar sauvignon blanc, that you’re almost positive that someone bought from a target. only because you’ve bought one there yourself. 
“bullshit. there’s no way that my parents keep this in their house.” 
“think it’s because they miss you?” he asks, a hopeful smile on his face. 
you smile, as you reach forward and cup the side of his cheek. 
“toru, my love. don’t be silly. you know the only reason that i’m standing in the house i grew up in right now is because i’m your plus one right.” 
he frowns. 
“did you see them yet?” he asks, popping the lid off the bottle as he takes a swig before handing it to you. 
you can see his face nearly curl up in disgust at the drink as you fight the urge to laugh, at satoru and his expensive tastes. in nearly a year of dating, it was your personal joy and mission to curb satoru gojo and his expensive tastes. or at least die trying. 
“no. but they must know i’m here. i’m the talk of the party.” you jest, giving him a smile. 
satoru rolls his eyes, as you focus back on the expansive ballroom in front of you, of your parents glittering smiles at the front. you try your best to hide your disappointment as you focus on the rest of the room of the people begrudgingly dancing - stepping on each other's feet, murmuring niceties - as your parents hover around, their jaws fixed into permanent glittering smiles. 
but you can tell. that something, or more appropriately someone, is sinking under their skin, from the way your moms eye twitches - certainly when someone makes a comment - and your dad swallowing hard every time someone smacks him on the back and whispers in his ear. you almost feel bad. 
“you’re the talk of my party! the party in my pants.” 
you look to your left to find satoru smiling at you, so boyish and excited that you can’t help but laugh. 
“party in your pants?” 
“correct. your blatant disregard for authority makes me horny."
“well, i could tell you that much. otherwise, you wouldn’t be dating me in the first place.” you hum, giving him a bright smile. 
satoru wraps his hands around your cheek, angling your head up as he rubs his thumbs in the softness of your cheeks. his eyes are nearly lidded as he smiles at you, before leaning forward and pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. 
“why are you looking at me like that?” you mumble. 
“is it a crime to look at my girlfriend?” 
“you’re like ogling me…” 
“you’re so pretty you take my breath away.” he responds, giving you a wink and wiggling his eyebrows. 
it’s enough to make your skin heat up. the tenderness of it. of a cheesy joke, told with the sole intention of making you laugh.
“that’s corny, satoru.” you deadpan. 
“you're asking for it.” he jests. 
“asking for what?” you respond, feigning innocence. 
you, were most definitely, asking for it. because almost every time satoru made a corny pass at you, you made it a point to rip his affections to shreds. to which he would early pepper your skin in kisses, wrapping you warm in his embrace until you returned his sentiments. 
and if satoru gojo is one thing, it’s predictable. satoru wraps his hands around your waist, his sweet vanilla smell tickling your nose as he starts mumbling into your ears. 
“why’s my pretty baby always so mean to me, hm? don't you love me?” he mumbles. 
"okay, toru. I love you plenty. and-"
he places his hands around your neck, before pulling your face close to his again.
“i’m not mean either-” you start.
satoru pulls you closer to him, lips warm on yours as he smiles into the kiss. 
“are you insane? there’s people here.” you whisper. 
“so you can kiss me after a total three minutes of knowing me in the middle of an alleyway but you’re morally opposed to me kissing you at a party?” he murmurs.
“first of all, i was drunk. i’d never kiss you if i was sober. second of all, i was-” 
you gasp when he sinks into the skin on your neck, the pressure making your head nearly keel back. 
“satoru.” 
“i’ll take you right here in front of everyone if you keep giving me attitude.” he states. 
you drag your hand into his white hair, before curling the locks in your hand and pulling his head off of you. 
“okay fine. i’m so in love with you that i might stop breathing too. now quit it, your parents are going to see.” 
he gives you a satisfied smile, before leaning his head against yours and wrapping his arm around your waist. the two of you remain that way, curled up in each other’s arms as you finish off the bottle, the warm feeling enveloping your chest with each consecutive sip. 
but it had nothing to do with the drink. and everything to do with satoru. 
you met satoru gojo three years after you made your exile from high society. one forbidden romance with naoya zenin, who was simply not the man you thought he was, ended the life you were leading dead in your tracks. 
bags packed, no questions asked, and one flight voucher. you opened up a map, closed your eyes, and settled in the first place that your finger landed. 
paris. 
and three years later, a very disgruntled satoru gojo made his way to the city, extending his two week long european vacation to a two year long stay when you drunkenly kissed him in an alleyway after confusing him with the guy you were talking to at the bar. 
you suppose it was hopeful thinking. drunk you’s hopeful thinking. that he was the one you were talking to and not whoever it was at the bar, so unmemorable that you can’t even procure the memory. 
and it’s the one time your wish comes true. 
“you think i care if my parents see us together? if anything, i want them to know.” 
you smile, as you reach forward and wrestle his buttons back into place. 
“i care what they think about you.” you murmur. 
“i’d punch my old man if they said anything about you.” 
you shake your head, fixing his collar against his coat.
“hey. i don’t need you to make big, romantic displays of affection for me. romance isn’t dead if we keep our love just ours, you know?” 
and three hours later, with a punch straight to naoya’s nose after one shitty comment and a polite introduction to satoru's parents, he’s dragging you out of the hall as you teeter the line of being blackout drunk, curled up in his arms. the ballroom’s nearly emptied out now, except for a few people lingering in whispered voices at the tables. 
he passes your mother. who grabs him by the shoulder, the touch so firm that it makes him nearly flinch and pull back. he can feel his nostrils nearly flaring when he sees the sight of her, at someone who so callously pushed you out of their life. 
“mr. gojo?” 
“yes?” he seethes. 
she swallows hard, nimbling with her gloved fingers. 
“you-you’ll take care of her? of my sweet girl, right?” she whispers. 
satoru smiles. you owe him twenty dollars.
he looks down at you curled up in his arms, your fist closed fist crumpling the fabric of his collared shirt and your incoherent mumbling. 
“always do.” he mumbles, as she gives him a curt nod as he whisks you down the hallway. 
and nearly halfway home, he can feel your reignited vigor, finally awake after the hour of quiet driving, as you paw at him in the back of the cab, shuffling closer and closer to him in the cramped space. 
“i’m right here, princess.” he murmurs. 
“need to be closer to you…” you slur. 
“you’re sitting on me.” 
“even closer. like inside your head. i want to know everything you're thinking.” you whisper. 
satoru fights the urge to laugh as you take his cheeks into your hands, eyes lidded as you look at him with a droopy smile on your face. he brings his hand up to your cheek, tracing the glittery makeup shimmering on your face as he smiles. 
“currently. i’m trying not to think about you. you’re sitting in a compromising position for me and your smell is nearly intoxicating when you’re this close to me.” 
he can’t help but smile when he watches your eyes go wide. 
“do you think i could brainwash you into loving me forever?” you whisper. 
satoru smiles, hooking his hands under your thighs as he curls you into his chest, your arm tucked into his neck, as he runs his hands through your hair. 
“won’t have to. you’ve got me right where you want me, princess.” 
“do you think i could brainwash me into giving me your credit card?” you mumble. 
“oh?” 
“hey. what happened to me having me right where i wanted you?” you whine. 
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fvck-the-rest · 6 months
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Hey can i request something if that's alright? No pressure ofcourse
Can i request a comfort scenario of gojo x fem y/n (fluff sfw) where the reader has been body shamed her entire life and is now very hesitant to wear her favorite dresses, gets teary eyed and gojo comforts her? I have been skinny shamed all my life, called Bony, paper, skeleton and what not so it would be great to have a gojo fluff fic about it
But you don't have to do this if you don't want to, it's completely fine <3
More Than Skin and Bone
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Gojo x f! reader
word count: 516
/warnings/ gojo is protective of you and wishes for you to see you the same way he does, fluff and cute, reader dislikes their body
/SUMMARY/ Gojo wanted to take reader to a restaurant and tells reader to wear her favorite dress- reader hates wearing her dresses because she is skinny
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Be ready by 6- I’m taking you somewhere you will LOVE. Wear your favorite dress -Gojo
This was the text that you woke up to from Gojo. He was always seeming able to plan something for everyday that you don’t have to work. Today he wanted to take you to a fancy restaurant that he finally was able to get reservations for. Only problem was that he wanted you to wear your favorite dress- that you couldn't  even remember the last time you wore it. 
Last time you wore it everyone was talking and telling you about how skinny you are. Calling you paper thin and asked if you ever ate. Some of them were in a nice way- while others were trying to get under your skin. This was your whole life- over and over again. 
Sometime later you had finally gotten fully dressed and everything was in place. You had put on the dress as you were told, only to stare at yourself in the mirror and try to figure out how you could hide your body but still wear it. 
Knock knock “I'm coming in if you're ready or not!” that was the yelling of the one and only Gojo. He always wanted you to love everything but you- it was hard all the time.
“You look stunning! I can’t wait for everyone else to look at how beautiful you are- but they better not look too much” he looks at you up and down taking in everything. From your dress to your hair and makeup, anything and everything- he was taking it all in. 
You were trying to hide away from his eyes- it was too much for you to take right now. You wanted nothing more than to take off everything and crawl into bed to hide.
He knew you were uncomfortable- avoided his eyes, not saying anything and shifting your weight from one leg to the other. 
“You're uncomfortable- I can tell no need to hide away. I assume it’s because of the dress. I know you hate wearing them because of what people say. I have a coat that you can wear while we are out.” walking over to his closet he pulls out a trench coat that looks almost too small for him.
“Here, you can wear this while we are out,” wrapping it around you so that it covers you whole. “I’m only allowing this once because it is a little cold outside and we need to start somewhere so this is a start. But know this- I love that way that you are. I feel in love with this and what you want yourself to be. You are lovely just the way that you are and other people’s opinions do not matter to you. Besides, I'm the strongest so I can take on anyone if they say otherwise.”
With his small speech he pulled you into a hug and kissed the top of your head and walked out the door to take you out for food and show you that he truly loves you for you.
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a/n this took me so much longer than I thought it would, I am soo sorry but i got it out and Request are still open!
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pholla-jm · 5 months
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Laundry Day
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IMAGINE: LAUNDRY DAY ~ Gojo x WIFE!READER GENRE: FLUFF WARNINGS: NONE **********************
“BABE!” You hear your husband, Satoru, shout. Soon, hurried footsteps are rushing towards you. 
Satoru soon pops into the bathroom, and your eyes widen at the sight. His shirt was basically soaked and he was covered in soap suds. 
You pull the toothbrush out of your mouth, not caring that the froth from the toothpaste started to drip onto your sleep shirt. 
“What happened?” 
“I tried to do laundry. I don’t know what I did wrong.” He answers. You just hum, turning around to clean yourself up from the toothpaste. 
When you’re done, you turn back around and head to the laundry room. Satoru follows close behind. “Oh…” You trail off once you see the state of the laundry room. There was water on the floor, soap suds leaking from the door of the washer machine, and clothes strayed askew. “What happened?” You ask him while turning to him. His lips were turned into a pout, and you could tell that he was genuinely upset about what had happened. 
“Isn't it obvious? I tried to do laundry.” He says and you just shake your head. “Yes, I can see that. But what exactly did you do to create this mess?” 
He shrugs his shoulders, starting to point at the bottles in the laundry room. “I don’t know. I just put this in there… and that-” “Stop,” you say, holding a hand up and shaking your head. It was hard not to laugh at the situation. You knew if you did, it would only hurt his feelings. “It’s fine. Just get me some towels and help me clean up.” “Yes, ma’am.” 
He disappears from the room to grab all the towels he could find. You could hear his panicked footsteps running around the apartment. While he was doing that, you grabbed the wet clothes and put them to the side for the time being. 
Satoru soon returns with a bundle full of towels, “here.” You grab a towel from him, “just start cleaning the water off of the floor.” You say while picking up the suds around the room. 
It was silent between you two as both of you cleaned. As the seconds ticked by, it got harder and harder to not laugh. And soon, there were giggles leaving your lips. Satoru’s head snaps up at the sound and looks at you.
“What’s funny?” He asks. “Oh, nothing.” “Well something is funny, because you’re laughing.” This causes you to laugh even more, “fine. I just think it’s funny that you don’t know how to do laundry correctly.” 
Satoru scoffs, “it’s not like I was taught.” He mutters to himself. That makes you stop laughing. It didn’t occur to you that he wasn’t in fact taught how to do laundry… or any other basic life skills. He probably had someone else do that for him all his life. 
You sigh, “why did you even decide to do the laundry anyway? You know that I always do it.” 
Satoru turns his head to face the wall. Not wanting to face you as his lips turn into a deeper frown. His thoughts went right back to a conversation he had with Nanami. Nanami had stated that you do everything for him and he would be basically useless if you weren’t around. That nothing would ever get done. 
“Well, I just saw that it needed to be done… so I wanted to do the laundry for you.” 
You didn’t need to look at his face to know that he was upset. You could hear it in the tone of his voice, and your heart strings pulled pathetically at his tone. 
“And, it’s not fair that you do all of the chores. So, I just wanted to help.”
You purse your lips looking around the room that was now almost clean. “Well, I really appreciate the thought, Satoru. Thank you.” 
Satoru’s face lit up at the small praise you gave him. His sour mood was already lifting. He turns around, with a large smile on his face. “I’m the best husband, right?” You scoff, and roll your eyes. Deciding if you wanted to stroke his ego or not. “Yeah, sure.” 
Satour’s chest puffs up at your words. 
“Now come here.” You say while pulling out a small compartment from the washer machine, and just as you thought. Too much detergent. Satoru stands next to you, looking at the light blue liquid. 
“You almost got it, but you just added way too much detergent. That’s what caused so many suds.” You say and he nods, listening to every single word you said. 
“After we’re done with the laundry here, I’ll teach you how to fold the clothes.” “Pfft, I know how to fold clothes.” “Ha! Are you serious?” You ask him. He doesn’t say anything and his facial expression is blank. He was completely serious. “Oh, you are serious. Darling, no. I always re-fold the clothes after you.” 
Satoru gasps, “no.” “Yes.” “I can’t believe this.” “Oh, well you better start believing. Because I’m going to start teaching you the right way.” 
Before you even let him say anything else, you walk out of the laundry room.
“Can I call you Gojo-sensei now that you’re teaching me?” He calls out. “No!” You shout back and he chuckles. 
“Worth a try.”
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satocidal · 7 months
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Ok SO.
Additional Information:
God’s Favourite sinner:
Geto Suguru x AFAB! reader; Cult Leader! AU where reader is a non-sorcerer geto rescued. Filthy nasty smut—very dubious and religious themes
4 shots down:
Gojo Satour x Reader; College AU; again, a lot of smut—based loosely on real life experiences with a guy I knew; gojo is a senior here
Valedicktorian:
Geto Suguru x Reader; academic rivals trope; once again, lots of filthy smut—Reader scored better than geto, once more and this time he can’t help but take it out on her
Lost another bet?
Shoko+Suguru-Satoru x Reader (foursome); just smut. Pure smut—little to no plot.
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starrygetou · 6 months
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𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
noun. a person or animal in whom a particular soul is believed to have been reborn.
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─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───
part 1
pair: satoru gojo x suguru geto
w.c: 2.3k
tags: vampire!gojo satoru, human!geto suguru, pining, fluff, HEAVY ANGST
cw: talk of blood
summary: satoru had already been questioning what left he had of his humanity. until he met him.
note: i’ve been inspired by a lot of art lately from twt, and the semi recent resurgence of Twilight. this art really spoke to me.
hope you enjoy <3
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satoru knew not to mess with humans. he was told from the beginning of his damnation that humans are to be seen as food and food only. what a horrific thought, considering they used to once be human. now desensitized to humanity, only caring about their own survival as if humans weren’t doing the exact same thing.
satoru got a bit of leeway though, being that he belonged to no clans or packs. he had tried them out back when he was a fledgling, but caused more problems than he wanted to ever even before he turned. one particular incident nearly cost him his own life.
satoru had met a man, a beautiful one at that. since he was so new to the pack, he had a watchful eye to make sure he was following their rules.
do NOT talk to humans other than to lure them into a trap.
satoru thought that would be easy considering how he was just 19 when he was turned. by
now he was 27 and sure he was fully ready to take on hunting for the clan some nights.
2. do NOT tell them who you are.
as satoru approached the hunting area, he noticed how truly beautiful the area was. it was a nice wooded area, the trees starting to blossom their flowers, some dropping fruit all along the paths. he had known of a lake nearby, which many humans frequent during spring and summer to swim and enjoy life.
what was life like again? He asked himself frequently when going on these hunts. He could probably live on his own, gathering his own food and creating a semblance of a new life for himself. It would never be the same, however. By this point, he had almost forgotten what life as a human was like. To be able to walk around in the sun, let the rays warm his already pale skin. Enjoying the sweeter things in life such as candies, fine juices, and wines. god how he missed candy.
he had been walking around, admiring the scenery when he saw a figure in the distance. he hid in a nearby tree, watching the man approach the lake. he stripped his clothes, getting completely naked before slowly walking into the lake, the moonlight guiding him deeper and deeper until he was up to his waist. satoru watched mesmerized, the man’s hair was jet black, impossibly straight, ending at about his shoulder blades. Satour watched as his muscles moved with such grace, wading through the water as if it meant nothing to him. he saw his face as the man looked up at the moon, basking in the moonlight. Could this be another one? Someone like me, someone to share this newfound life and power with?
before satoru knew it he was at the water’s edge, not even realizing he was staring as the man stayed still, almost lost in time. the man senses his presence, slowly turning around to look at him.
“you’re beautiful,” is all satoru can muster up at the moment. not realizing how creepy that may come off to the stranger.
he smiles at him. satoru has to do his best not to faint at the sight before him. the man’s smile is warm, inviting, almost homey. His eyes were a beautiful shade of violet, the corners of them curling upward as he smiled, accentuating his feline-like features. everything he knows not to do is quickly forgotten when the man says his name. His name is all but gargled in satoru’s memory. lost in time along with the other parts of his humanity.
they swam together for the rest of the night. chatting about their lives, passions, wants, dreams, anything satoru could cling to knowing what had to happen next. knowing this was only temporary, hoping this moment wouldn’t end. Satoru had learned that he was a farmer. Residing in the town just below the hilltop. He loved coming up to the lake after particularly hard days when his body needed something more than just lying down in bed. His dream was to move away to Tokyo, become some sort of artist, and send the money back home to his family. They were well off, but he always wanted better for his family.
before satoru left, the man gave him a soft kiss on the lips, bidding him goodbye before satoru left. making sure to have enough time to get back to the pack’s home before sunrise.
All satoru could think about on his walk back was his eyes. How when the light hit them right, he could almost gaze deep into his soul. His hair, god how he wanted to touch his hair. It put the finest silk webs from spiders to shame, the slight curls at the ends of his hair seemingly having a mind of their own at times during their conversations.
Satoru had to make a choice before he got back home; keep this going, or end it all before someone got hurt.
they met up again the night after, same time, same lake. but this time it was different. He had come with a large quilt, laid out on the plush grass just above the lake’s sandy shore. Satoru wondered if it was a family heirloom, or possibly a gift that someone in his village made for him as a baby. The stitching was one of the most beautiful works satoru had seen since his life ended. One side had what he assumed was his family’s crest on it, a large dragon spanning from one corner to the opposite.
that night they stargazed. suguru recalling stories behind each constellation, each one intricate with his village’s history. telling tales of great triumphs during wars and great tragedies amongst lovers. Satoru listened intently in the beginning, making mental notes of each and every character, their backstory, their relationships with everyone else, everything. He made mental notes on how his face looked when he was deep in thought, how his eyes were brighter and twinkling harder than any star he had seen in the night sky before.
he fell asleep in satoru’s arms, breathing lightly as satoru gently combed through his hair with his fingers. Satoru smiled to himself, inhaling his natural scent and the scent of his blod as he rested. Thoughts came to satoru’s head, how easily he could kill him right here and end his growing problem, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. By now, satoru knew he needed to leave but, as minutes passed, it became increasingly harder to budge. Satoru had never met anyone who could get him to stay this still. He somehow had a grip on him, how? They had only met the night before, they’re practically strangers. But he stayed there, holding him in his arms, stroking his hair, watching him sleep, wondering what he was dreaming about, wondering if it was a good or bad dream, whether satoru was in it or not.
eventually he noticed the sky changing colors, the navy sky now adorning pinks and oranges on the horizon. satoru kissed the man’s forehead tenderly, then gave a small peck to his lips before getting up. satoru sends a soft prayer that the msn stayed asleep, teleporting back home before the sun broke the tree line.
satoru couldn’t sleep that day. consumed by his thoughts and feelings. he knew he shouldn’t be seeing him. he knew this was dangerous not only for him but for the man he was seeing. but he couldn’t care less. he knew something was different about him. satoru wanted to cling to whatever humanity he had left within him. he wants to be in this man’s life. satoru wants to hold him, kiss him, and have relations with him, god even marry him one day if the stars aligned right.
but he knew that wasn’t a possibility. not in either of their lives.
satoru was willing to risk it all for one man. the one who could maybe restore his humanity.
satoru came up with a plan for the rest of the day. he would go to the lake tonight, and propose to suguru. hoping he would run away with him somewhere far away from everything. they could start over in a new town, he could work in a graveyard somewhere so that way he wouldn’t need to be out during the day. they could live off the land, maybe satoru could substitute animal blood for human blood, and he could eat the meat left behind. they could be happy together.
together.
before satoru left for the night, he heard laughing downstairs from the rest of the pack. after coming down the stairs, he saw his worst fear had come to fruition, the man splayed out on the wooden table just barely alive.
around him were his pack mates, taking turns feeding from him. his clothes ripped and tattered from being dragged through the woods. his skin littered with deep cuts and bite marks. He was still trying to escape but had little to no energy left to fight back after the torture they’d been putting him through the last hour or so. His hair was matted, filled with bits of grass and pine needles. His face was covered in cuts and puffy from possibly being beaten up as punishment for trying to run away. Satoru stood there, frozen, not sure what to do in this situation. He knew his next moves were crucial if he had any plans on possibly saving him. But he just stood there.
What was life like again? He asked himself again. He knew one day he would die, hoping to be surrounded by his loved ones, maybe his own children. Satoru once had dreams too, he wanted to become an actor, become rich and travel the world. He wondered if the man wouldve ran away with him, or run from him if he had told him what exactly he was nights before this moment. I could turn him.
No. no, that wasn't the right option. Just because his life was taken away all those years ago, didn't mean he should put this fate onto someone else, even if he did love them. Satoru could kill himself right here, end both of their lives, and hope he’s spared from damnation, seeing him in heaven.
one of the pack mates sees satoru standing at the stairs, smiling as they stop the torture.
“look who finally decided to show up!” one boasts as they take their mouth off the man’s wrist, his blood dripping down their chin.
“yea just in time for dinner! you’ll never guess this guy’s story!” one says then looks down at the man on the table, laughing at him.
“get this, we found him by that shitty little lake setting up some sort of candlelit dinner.”
Our lake.
“we couldn’t find the sucker he was waiting for, we would’ve been eating great tonight if we found ‘em,” another chimed in.
“now stop staring and come eat! maybe this one will fuel your fire to hunt better. we haven’t eaten in three days dude.” one says before going back to feeding on the man’s wrist.
Food. he is food. Satoru forgot, that there was no fairness. There was no happy ending for them. It was either kill him or let him turn into a predator, just like him.
satoru just stands there, staring at him again. The light in his eyes was fading, his sparkle no longer there. Satoru wasn't sure what to say or do as the others drained the life from him. somehow, the man mustered up some strength to roll his head to the other side. his eyes widening ever so slightly seeing who’s beside him. Satoru noticed the sparkle come back, ever so slightly. He also noticed that his jaw was broken, possibly to make sure he didn’t scream for help as he was dragged away back to the house.
they stared at one another for what felt like an eternity. satoru’s pack mates ignored him, still feeding off his practically lifeless body. with his remaining strength, the man reaches up and gently holds satoru’s hand, letting out his final breaths and looking into his eyes; a tear falling down his cheek as he took his final breath.
the rest of that night was a haze for satoru. all he can recall is spending the rest of the night back at the lake, hands and body bloodied with his pack mate's blood. not long after his lover took his final breath, he murdered the rest of his pack in a fit of rage, wanting to make sure they could harm nobody else. Satoru sat on the lake’s shore, hands covered in dirt from digging a grave. he stared out at the lake, not wanting to move an inch, wishing it was him beneath the soft earth rather than his lover.
Satoru contemplated his next moves. Should he try to contact his family? What would he even say to them? Would they even believe whatever story satoru could come up with?
He noticed the quilt out of the corner of his eyes, it was thrown on top of a nearby bush. He inspected the quilt, making sure no harm to the delicate stitches was done, just his luck, it was just fine. He debated on whether he should take it back to the village, maybe leaving it at someone's doorstep, eventually making its way back to its original owner.
Satoru draped the quilt around his body, deeply inhaling the fabric when he noticed it still had his lover’s scent on it. He felt a wave of comfort wash over him. He started walking in no particular direction, the view of the lake growing smaller and smaller wherever he looked back.
3. do NOT fall in love with a human.
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Hello, I absolutely adore your blog and and I do appreciate you taking the time to answer our and write Headcannons and stories.
I was wondering if I can have a sweet AU where Geto is a teacher at Jj high and he and Satour’s s/o are close friends and get along real well?
hello anon! thank u so much and sorry for the wait <3 hope you like it <3
Suguru Geto ( + mention of Gojo x reader )
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- you have been dating Gojo for almost five years, you met when you came to teach at JJ High, where he had started teaching years before. Right from the start he introduced you to all the other teachers, including his best friend Geto.
-right from the start he showed himself to you as a gentle and polite guy (unlike a certain professor), at first you only dated when you were dating Gojo but gradually your bond intensified.
-now you are best friends, so much so that you call him best friend too, arousing your boyfriend's jealousy because hey! He is the only one who can call him that. Your split hour coincides, so you both retire to the teacher's room to make yourself a coffee or tea and chat about your students or your personal matters.
-almost always go out in three, now you look like the three musketeers.
-when you fight with your boyfriend you always go to him, even if he is his best friend, he always offers you a shoulder to cry for when you fight, and he is ready to punch Gojo if he hurts you.
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Jujitsu Kaisen Home Sweet Home Part 2
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Gojo Satoru x WifeOC
As all 5 making down the hallway Nobara was walking next to Rose, and was looking at her. “So… You’re married to Gojo Sensei?”
“Yep.” Said Rose.
“… I-I see.” Said Nobara.
“Yeah, a lot people don’t believe that we’re.” Said Rose, laughing.
“Oh, no. I wasn’t thinking that… I-I just hard to believe that you, Rose McFarland and Gojo Satoru are really married.” Said Nobara, and smiles shyly. “And that you’re walking next to me. I-I’m a big fan of your work.”
Rose blinks bit shocked Nobara says: “I, um read some of work on cursed items and places around the world, and well. I-I think your so cool.”
“I-I… Wow. Thank you so much. You’re so sweet.” Said Rose, with warm smile.
Nobara eyes lit up, and smiles. “Oh, And I-Ilike your outfit.” Nobara says. “You’re jeans are so cute.”
“Aw thanks, I got them in store in Tokyo. I can take there if you like. They got all kinds of cute clothes.”
Nobara eyes light more and began getting excited. “OH,GOD!! YES, YES! I so love that!!”
Rose laughs: “Great, I think you’ll like it.”
Nobara was beaming at her. “You have no idea how much I want to go to Tokyo and just go shopping. There’s this one amazing short where they seal adorable sports wear, also this cute pet shop!!”
Rose was smiling as Nobara was going on and on all the shop she wants to go.
The 5 walked down a some stone stair and down a small wooden path that leads into small cleaning where there was small little pond, a few small birds were pecking out the ground, but flew away, when the 5 random people were walking over.
“Right~!” said Satoru, and looks everyone. “Now, class, here we are. Now who call me about Sukuna?”
There was short pause when when Yuji and Nobara both shot up their hands.
Rose however stood there confused.
“Sukuna? Why-Why are we talking King Of Curse?” She began thinking and remembered what Ijichi said back in the care, how Satour was excited about ‘showing her something.’
Felt a little panic and leans over to Megumi, and whispered: “What the hell happen when I was away?”
Megumi just lets out long sigh. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” “Just tell me.”
Megumi was trying explain to Rose what had happen over the time she was gone, looks Satoru notice that two of them were whispering behind the Yuji and Nobara.
“Hey! Megumi-kun, Rose, no talking during my class.” He said, in very stern tone. “Now pay attention, the both of you.”
Megumi and Rose just him and at each, without saying a word and just listen to the lesson, as Yuji and Nobara were still waving their hands, when Satoru points to Yuji.
“Yuji-Kun.”
“Well, it’s been about few weeks since I started, here but but from I’ve learned Sukuna is a very powerful cursed spirit, who was pretty fear long time and I’m his vessel.”
Rose slowly stood a clearly annoyed expression slowly turned to into confusion. Eyes now wide and looks at Yuji.
“W-Wait, what?!”
Yuji truns to looks at her, and says. “Oh, I’m the king cursed spirit Sukuna’s vessel.” He said this with like he just this is. The most calm and normal thing, like he picked up a candy bar from specific store.
Rose looked at Yuji, and then back Satoru, who trying not laugh at Rose’s reaction, and his phone out. And then looks back Yuji. “So… Are you, um, like… the eeincarnation of Sukuna himself?”
Yuji raised an eye brow. “No, that’s insane. I ate his one. finger and well, I became Sukuna, or well, his vessel. I donno it still kinda weird.”
There was along few moments, Rose was just staring at Yuji, her eyes wide and mouth open a bit and looks at Megumi, who just nods.
After few seconds Rose just scuffs. “Yeah, that’s a bunch of bullshit.” She said.
“Huh?! You don’t believe me?!”
“No! Of course not! It’s just ridiculous Like really? You’re somehow Sukuna’s vessel. The Ryoumen Sukuna the king curse, is somehow possessing your body by eating one fingers, without getting poison and dying, by the way. I supposed to believe that?”
Yuji was quite at first and said “Um, yeah…”
“I don’t believe it.” Rose crossed her arms.
“HUH?! But it is really it’s true! Here, I can—“
“That quite is enough, young man. You had me for a sec.”
And looks at Satoru who his camera, grinning. “I don’t appreciate the fact that you got some of the students on students involved in this prank. I seriously doubt that Ryōmen Sukuna is somehow possessing the body of some teenage boy.”
Just the a deep dark demon spoke to her.
“You dear doubt my power, woman?”
Rose felt a chill go down her spine, her heart was now beating fast as she slowly turns to Yuji, and saw that was mouth, on his right cheek, it was grinning evilly at her.
“Once I take this barts body, I will show the true power that i am capable of and you, oh, I will  quiver with fear as I rip you apart…”
Rose just stood there eyes wide, the random that month was was talking to her, and Yuji then slaps right over his cheek. “Hey! Don’t be a creep!”
He looks at Rose apologetically. “I’m sorry, he’s just pops out sometime…”
Rose just stood there speechless at first and was trying  comprehend what she just saw. “Um… WHAT… WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!? She jumps back and looks at Yuji. “H-How … the hell are you doing that!?”
“I’m not. Sukuna pops up and talks. Sorry if he offended you, Miss. Rose.”
Rose just looks at him her month was widen open and: “O-O-Oh, my, god! W-What the hell happen I was away!?” 
And that’s when Satoru began laughin hysterically, while Nobara and looks at at him, and Megumi just sighs and began explaining to Rose what went down while was, while Satoru was still laughing like an idiot, and Yuji trying shut Sukuna up while Nobara wasn’t to trying not laugh along with Satoru.
Megumi tells her how he met Yuji at his school where he was a power curse was causing trouble, and how some some classmates of Yuji got mixed up in it, and that Yuji found the found the flight right of Sukuna, and ate and that Yuji defeated the cuase how, and how Megumi was about exorcise, and that that’s when Satoru show up and he and Yuji, well, Sukuna fought, and how Yuji was study to come a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Rose just stood there looking Megumi after he done explaining everything. Trying take in it all in.
“O-Okay… … W-What?”
Then Sukuna began to speaking: “That stupid bart said—“
“I know what Megumi said, you jackass! J-Just shut up for a few seconds!” Snapped Rose, looking at Yuji’s face.
The mouth on Yuchi’s hands truns into horrifying looking looking scowl, and brews in deep demonic voice: “HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TOO ME IN AWAY? I AM RYOUMEN SUKUNA, THE KING OF CURSES, I HAVE SLAUGHTERED BILLONS, AND ALL WHO HEAR MY VERY NAME COWERD IN FEAR, YOU, YOU WORTHLESS SORCERER, WILL BOW DOWN TO ME WHEN I—“
“Oh, my god, you talk to much!” She takes a few steps closes to Yuji’s cheek and began talking. “Look, pal I get it, you’re evil and super important, and I don’t give a shit! Now shut your face! Mouth!... Just shut the fuck up!”
Sukuna was grows, and began to belling out how he was going kill her and and everything that she held dear. Rose didn’t really care and places a hand over face and looks at Yuji.
“Yuji, can… Can please can you shut him up!? Or shut yourself up or something?”
Yuji blinks and nods, walks away while Sukuna was still talking. Nobara stood there eyes wide and looking at Rose.
“She. Is. So. Cool. .~”
Rose stood there, letting all this sink in, and looks over Satoru who stood to the side still laughing to death, leading again the tree.
Rose walks over to him stands next to him, as she was started to catch his breath.
“Satoru.”
“G-Give me… sec. heheh.” Said Satoru, lefted up his arm blindfold, and truns to look at his wife who stood there behind. “Oh, shit you’re mad.”
“Well, I am more confused and disturbed… But yeah I’m kinda pissed, because of that!” She points at Juji who was arguing with Sukuna. “Is that big surprise you talking about!?”
“yeah. Pretty cool, right?” Said Satoru.
Rose just looks at him. “No! It’s not pretty cool at all! We have teenager boy who ate the finger of fucking Sukuna, a evil kind cruse mother fucker, and… LOOK!!”
She looks while Yuji was still talking to Sukuna. “Could at least behave yourself for one minute!?”
“Silence, boy! You have no place to tell me what to do!” Said Sukuna.
“YOU IN MY BODY, ASSHOLE! SO I CALL THE SHOT!!!” Yells Yuji.
Satoru looks on in amusement, then Rose asked: “Also Where the hell were you when this was going on!?”
Satoru turns to look at her and began thinking: “ Um…. I don’t remember.” He thinks for a few moments, then says with smile. “Oh, Yeah~! I was getting I getting Kikifuku~!”
Rose just there stood, and looks at him. Speechless at first, and just slowly takes a few deep breathes. “… O-Okay. S-So, you were getting Kikifuku?”
“Yep.”
“Yeah, why?”
“… Because I was craving some Kikifuku. I don’t understand why that has something to do with this Yuji-kun being Sukuna’s vessel.”
Rose didn’t say anything, just looks at him, and looks at Megumi who looks on with a stoic expression on his face, and Nobara who like looked she was officially done with is situation along time away.
Rose blinks, and slowly walks away from Satoru, and over the stairs.
“R-Rosie, HoneyBuds, you good?” Asked Satoru.
“I-I need a few moments… give me few minutes.”
And She sits down on the stone steps trying let all this sink, and trying fight of the headache that was coming.
Yuji was standing far away, and made sure that Sukuna was would finally shut up, and looks over too see Rose having her hands over head, and slowly walks over.
“U-Um, R-Rose… are okay?”
“Yeah, just… kind of letting sink in.” She says, and looks at at Yuji. “Y-you… you can can, like control Sukua?” She looks Yuji.
“Well, like I’m still learning about all this cursed stuff. But so far, I do have control of my body, but Sukuna dose come out from time to time.”
She just looks at him. “… It’s… This is beyond unreal.” Said Rose.. “I have been studying curses obvious for years, but this is the first time I have ever witnessed someone being able to be in full control of very powerful cruse spirit with no problem. It’s …  remarkable.”
Yuji blinks, not really sure that say, Rose just  shrugs.“Well, I gotta say, Yuji, you are definitely a unique student . And potentially dangerous. But whatever.”
Yuji stares at her than, then smiled and he stared to laughing.
Rose stands to her feet. “This was very weird. But I should meet up with Yaga before he gets mad. It was… Wonderful meeting you both, Yuji and Nobara.”
“Yeah, like wise.” Said Yuji, and smiling.
“It was nice meeting you, as well. Someone who a little normal and mature.” Said Nobara.
Rose chuckles. “I try.” She looks at looks at Megumi: “Thanks keeping an eyes things while away, man.”
“Sure… but you own me.” Said Megumi, jerks his thumb at Satoru, who was standing next him. “Your husband is an idiot.”
“Well, I’m her idiot,” said Satoru proudly. “Right, HoneyBuds?”
“Sure thing, dear.” Said Rose, with amused smile, walks to him gives quick kiss. “See ya, in a bit.”
Satoru smiles back, and watches as she walks away and up the stair
“Wow. She’s very nice, Sensei.” Said Yuji.
“Hehe. I know, he’s the best.” Said Satoru.
“… I can’t believe that you’re married to Rose McFarland, Sensei.” Said Nobara.
“Yeah, a lot people don’t.” Said Satoru, watching as Rose was reached the top and a wave before finally leaving. “She’s the love of my life. Sooooo… Who want to get something eat?”
“… Um, shouldn’t we, um learn something?” Asked Yuji.
“Cake now, learn later. C’mon~!” Said Satoru.
And Yuji and Nobara just cheered and fellow their teacher, while Megumi just stands there, sighs, and walks after them.
Rose was sitting at a desk, and was looking down at some the paperwork.
She was checking sure that everything is in order, and just places it down at the table, and sits back in her chair, and just looks at the ceiling, she was sure what time it was, hell she didn’t care at all.
The only she wanted to do was take a nice long shower, go bed and hopefully won’t to deal with more curses, but really that’s now things would, living the life of as Sorcerer is always madding.
“McFarland,” said a gruff voice.
Rose turns her head, and sees the the school Principal Masamichi Yaga walking to her. “You almost done that paperwork?”
“Huh? Yeah, just finish,” she said, she reaches for the for a green folder, and opens it.
“I heard you met Itadori this afternoon.”
“Yes, sir, I did.”She staples the papers together, and places them in the folder, and hands it to him. “Rather an unusual situation if you ask me. In the years of dealing with cursed objects I never thought I leave to see some actually … eat one. And live.”
“Yeah, I do agree with on that.” Said Masamichi taking the green folder.
Rose stands up from his desk, and she Masamichi walked out the office, the turning off the lights, and began walking down the empty hallway of the school.
The two kept walking Rose looked at Masamichi.
“Excuse me, sir. I have been needing to ask you something?” Asked Rose.
Masamichi looked at her.
“Well, from what Megumi told me, Itadori isn’t  exactly have any no knowledge about curses and knows little to nothing about sorcerer. And well… how dose Itadori’s family handling all this? Has anyone explain to them on what exactly what we do?”
Mashamichi didn’t say away at first, he just lowers is head and sighs.
“The boy’s only family was his grandfather, who sadly past away.”
Rose looks at him. “P-Please tell me you’re lieing, Masamichi.”
“No, I wish was. Itadori’s grandfather passed away on the same say he became one with Sukuna, as far as he knows he has no family or anyone for that matter.”
Rose stare at him with sympathy, and sighs. “Shit… Poor kid.”
They both side both for the remained of their walk and Rose reached the front the doors of the school, and looks at Masamichi . “Well, I should head home. I’ll see ya in the morning,”
He just nods, and Rose opens the door, and out in the cool warm summer air.
The sun was already sitting over head painting the sky with pink and orange, and with hit of purple that bathing the clouds.
The sound of the cicadas humming in the woods, birds singing along to the melody has Rose began make way home.
After 10 minute down the road, and where’s her and Satoru’s house was, walks up the small path to the door, and opens it.
“Satoru, I’m home.”
“Welcome home, Rosebud~!.” Said Satoru’s voice, coming from the kitchen. “I made dinner.”
Rose removes his shoes, and leads them put near the door, walks into the down a short hall pass the living room, and into dinner room, that was next to small kitchen where Satoru was standing in front of stove, no longer in his usual school teaching outfit, in a pare of jeans, and wearing short sleeve green shirt.
“Hmm,” Rose sniffed the hair. “What you are you cooking smalls awesome.”
“Well, I’m an awesome husband, loves take care of his even more awesome wife.” Said Satoru, looking at her, not wearing his useal black blindfold, his bight baby eyes, looking over Rose.
“Yeah, I am awesome. Anyway, I’ll grab the dish and get the table.” Said Rose, walks into the kitchen, and grabbing a few plate and two pares of chip sticks, and made made her at the small dinner room table, and began sitting it up.
After a 10 minutes Satoru began sit two bowls of ramen, and Rose was about sit down when she looks over at him and sees the his apron, it was supernatural one, and had black with Dean Winchester.
“Oh, my god.” Rose began to laughing. “Where did you that?” And points.
“Off of amazon.” Said Satoru, and grins. “You like it?”
“I love it, Dean for the win.” Said Rose. “But I love Sam more.”
The two sat down, and began eat dinner.
This was something both Satoru and Rose that both enjoy together, talk about whatever. Work, some of the curses they exercise, and how tell of funny stories about somethings they did and say, Rose telling Satoru about how was she was in Lost Angela’s trying hunt down this cursed doll that was somewhere in an old abandoned hospital, that she her teacher. Benjamin, or Benny as he likes to be called along with few more Sorcerers that needed help dealing the curse, and how this spirits were running the nearby neighborhoods, making theirs worse.
“So… Yeah, I find this stupid, and it was power. So, I’m throwing my knifes at this, and the other lady… Um, Jenny I think was trying to trap it with, the but the motherfucking cruse would stand still, and when I trying to attack, the thing hit me, and I want flying through wall, and landed on in a dumper.”
As she telling this story, Satoru was laughing and giggling, and his hands over his mouth, and speaking. “Oh, here’s the best part?”
‘W-What?” He chocked.
“The damn doll that we were looking for was in the damn dumpster.”
Satoru blinks, and began to laugh harder as Rose made a angry face, and just kept talking. “Been checking and that stupid for about 2 weeks looking for that stupid doll, and it turns out it was in a dumpster, and just happen to find. Stay of my life.”
Rose just huffs as Satoru laid his head on the table laughing, and trying to talk. “I-I … HAHAHAAHAHA!!! YOU FELL INTO A DUMPSTER!!!” And began pounding the table with his fist.
“Yeah…” said Rose.
She takes of tea, while Satoru was trying to calm down, began taking small deep breath as he was whipping tears from his eyes, and still was laughing. “O-Okay.. I-I’m good… Ahh. Okay, so what then happen?”
“Well, I exercise the doll, and that Jenny chick her friend took care the curse. I have them the doll, and my Ben want to head to New York City. There was some artifacts that needed to be checked and exercise before they went out on display.” 
Looks down at her mug of tea, and was began thinking for a bit. “What about you? Besides the whole Sukuna thing.”
“Oh, nothing really now happen, with maybe the Sukuna thing. It’s been normal around here.” Said Satoru. “I started to rewatch Supernatural again.
“That’s pretty cool.” Said Rose, and then looks at him. “I talked Yaga about that Yuji boy. Said that his grandpa dying right when he ate the finger of Sukuna.”
“Yeah…” said Satoru, his smile fading a bit. “Poor kid’s on his own with no one.”
“Fuck…” said Rose.
They both said nothing for a while, and then Rose asked: “What made him eat the finger?”
Satoru didn’t say anything, he was looking at out some left over food, with relaxed smile on his face, and take a sip off tea, and said: “Well, I think it’s best if you ask Yuji-kun yourself, hon.”
“Fair enough.”said Rose, and she started t to yawn, and began rubbing her eyes. “Oh, man. I’m very sleepy.”
“How bad your was flight?” Asked Satoru.
“It. Sucked.” She take a long time of tea. “I don’t how why but America has the worse airlines in the world, got up 4 in the more morning to make it, and then it got. Delayed, then bored the stupid plain was delayed an extra 2 hours… … Man, I hate flying.”
“Heh. All that matters is that you are and I get to have all to myself~.” Said Satoru, winking at Rose.
“Easy, big boy.,” said Rose with smile. “Let’s wash the dishes and go to bed, okay?”
“Kinda hard request there, Rosebud. I can’t help it if your drive me crazy~.,”
“Babe, really I’m really dead sleepy. Really not in the mood tonight.”
Satoru surges and smiles. “Fair enough, but I am cuddling and kiss the hell out you.”
Rose smiles sweetly. “Heh, deal.”
After that, the two cleaned the table, and Rose took the dishes and washed them and Satoru was whipping down the table. Rose headed their shared bed room bathroom, and took a long nice hot. The warm water felt so good as it was hitting Rose’s bear sink, and felt %100 better after feeling nice and clean.
Satoru was lying in bed, looking at his phone, when the bathroom door. He looks up and saw that Rose wearing light gray pj’s with Captain America’s shield on it and a large black t-shirt with Eevee on it she was drying her with towel.
Satoru felt his face head and held his phone, and took a picture.
Rose’s eyes snaps openand dose a side glacé at Satoru, who had his phone up took another few pictures, and was grinning like a goof.
“Why are you taking pictures of me?”
“Because you so sexy and adorable, and Love you.”
“… … Can please stop it?”
“Let me think. …. No.”
Rose just glares at him, and not wasn’t really in the mood fight with him, and she knew she was going to win. She was exhausted and felt like her body was going give.
Makes her over to the bed and flops onto the bed. Satoru chuckles in amusement, and reaches out and brushes the bits of hair out her face, and takes a picture of her.
Rose opens eyes, and looks at him.
“… Please stop taking pictures of me before I kick your ass.” Said Rose.
Satoru started to laughing rolls over places his phone on the nightstand, and turns off the bed room, making their room go dark.
He then rolls over to his back, and Rose moves closer to him, kisses his lips and just rested her head his chest, and snuggles close to him.
He just smiles smiles, and wraps his arms around and ran his fingers through her hair.
This all he ever wanted right now. Her being in his arms safe and sound, that’s all that matter in this moment.
Satoru knows that Rose is strong sorcerer and woman, but it doesn’t change that fact he dose worry about when she goes off on missions for days at a time.
He loved her, and she loved him. This woman loves him. All of him, his flaws, he annoying   corks. No matter how much he annoyed her, no matter what argument they get into, she stilled him.
Satoru hugged Rose tighter, and kisses her the two of her. “Did I ever tell you how much I love you, Rose?”
“Every signal day.”said Rose, said smiling.
“… I love you.”
“I love you, Satoru. I really missed you.”She moves closer to him.
“I missed you, too.”
They didn’t say anything for the rest, and slowly the both feel into a calm deep peaceful sleep.
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