#thinking about reader watching over megumi from the sidelines

[literaila]

what does reader think of all the students at jujutsu tech ? is she like a proud mum when she meets yuji and nobara and is like "my son made friends" ? does megumi come home kn the weekends ? are they all sad when he officially starts there ?

trust that reader is everyone’s mom figure. she is the only person with any common sense, the most sane out of them all. if there’s a question that needs to be answered, reader should be the first person anyone goes to (someone might say otherwise but still)

satoru might say that you need to be a little “crazy” to be a jujutsu sorcerer, but you think he’s just projecting.

and you tell him this when you’re discussing megumi, talking about him living away from home—because jujutsu is immersive. it’s something you’re supposed to devote your lives to and you know this.

you do. really.

i mean, you lived there. you went to class with other sorcerers—satoru—and you know that you can’t half ass a career in jujutsu. you know.

but still, you can’t help but lay in bed with satoru and talk about megumi and ask him “does he really have to live there?” you’ll stare at satoru’s face. his half vacant eyes, tired from a day of work and all three of you. “he could come home at night and eat dinner. he could drive over with us.”

“what would the other first years say?”

“they wouldn’t have to know.”

you know you sound a bit naive. like a kid. but, honestly, didn’t satoru fall in love with you when you were one. why should it matter to either of you?

“what do you think nanami and haibara would’ve thought if you went home every night when you came to school?”

you give him a look, half joking. in no world would that have even been possible for you.

“okay,” he rolls his eyes. “what do you think suguru would’ve thought about me? if i went home every night to the gojo clan? or shoko?”

“they both made fun of you anyway.”

“megumi wants to go,” satoru reminds you like you don’t already know it. “do you want him to feel separated from his classmates?”

“stop,” you tell him, groaning into the side of his head. his hair smells like gumdrops and plums.

“i’m just saying,” satoru kisses behind your ear, his go-to method of distraction. “he’s a man.”

“he’s not.”

satoru shakes his head against yours, not saying anything.

“he’s not. you’re not even a man.”

the boy in question grins like this is what he was waiting for you to say. “and i still lived in the dorms, a building away from you.”

you sit up suddenly, thinking. “what if megumi falls in love with a classmate?”

satoru laughs.

“no, i’m serious—“

still, when megumi moves into his dorm room, you don’t even attempt to dissuade him. he seems… as giddy as he can get, carrying his boxes around campus like he didn’t spend half his childhood following you or satoru around.

you’re immensely glad that you agreed to work there with him in this moment. satoru says he has no idea when the other first years will show up—as per usual—and you don’t want megumi to be alone for long.

so it’s fortunate that satoru can introduce him to the now second years, and you can stand along slide megumi all the while, grinning at your pupils and nudging megumi to be polite.

you don’t get to watch satoru smile at your overprotective tendencies or proud-motherly instincts. he finds it… slightly adorable (and insanely attractive) to watch you fuss over your son like he’s a tiny little doll you can dress up.

and really, you’re just glad that megumi isn’t afraid of all of this like you were. that he had someone—two people—to show him the reins. that satoru is going to be there beside him the whole time, you just a classroom away.

yeah, you think, for just once, it’ll all be fine.

and then you get to hear all about satoru’s teaching methods from your new students (which ensues a whole… months worth of arguments).

#hehehe #thinking about reader watching over megumi from the sidelines #fawning over him when he starts to get close to yuuji #comforting him when the inevitable happens #and then beating satoru up when he tells her— #ah #good times #(all the second years love her and seriously question her sanity) #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x you #a typical family

[justauthoring]

Remind You of Why [3]

a series of snapshots of your life with geto and gojo -> this part: sometimes geto and gojo need to remind you

a/n: I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT THEM

pairing: satosugu x f!reader, platonic!megumi/tsumiki/nanako/mimiko x f!reader

read the other parts here; one - two - three

Moments like this reminded you of why.

It felt like you were watching from a front row seat, eyes mesmerized by the sight before you, a small grin on your face, unable to look away. Your whole world; every small bit of it that made getting up worth it, that made the fight to survive just a bit more tolerable, that made all the bad seem like nothing compared to all the good .

Your whole world; no matter how chaotic it is. 

Others would look in and find it strange, but you didn’t care. It was strange. All of you, together, like this; it was weird and it was strange and nothing about it was normal but you wouldn’t trade it for a single thing in this whole world. What was the point of normal if you lost all that you loved so dearly?

Because even as Gojo and Megumi are fighting, like they always are, Megumi’s face pinched up into an expression of frustration as Gojo purposefully eggs him on. And  Tsumiki stands on the sidelines trying to calm her brother down, a nervous smile on her face. But still, on each of their faces, you can see the twinkle of warmth, of love in their eyes. They’re fighting, sure, and Tsumiki looks like she might pass out from the stress of it all, but there’s no mirth in any of their actions

Geto stands on the sides with the twins, kneeled down to their height, ruffling their hair as they excitedly tell him about their day at school yesterday. Geto was better with the kids in the way he listened, in the way he was patient and never rushed them, but Gojo was better at bringing their energy up, about getting them to still try even when they’d given up. These two men had given these kids the life they never would’ve had otherwise, and in turn, had invited you to be a part of it.

You could sit and watch them forever. 

Watch with that big grin that’s curling onto your lips as Tsumiki eventually turns to Geto for help, and the man obliges with ease as he kicks Gojo in the shin, scolding him for riling up Megumi as the young boy nods up at him in agreement. The twins flank around Megumi, even as he shies from their excitement, you know he tries as he nods as them, and Tsumiki ruffles his hair in the way only she’s ever allowed to. 

Gojo’s pouting at Geto but he’s laughing as he does, and the two are speaking to each other with such warmth and love that it fills you with a comfort that only they can achieve in you.

So, yeah, they were your whole world. This misfit group of people that had all been brought together through unfortunate circumstances, but that in turn had only made all of you closer; bonded in a way no one else would ever understand.

Because Gojo was your sun, and Geto was your moon, and the kids were the stars in your life, and even if sometimes you felt you maybe didn’t fit in, you were content with at least watching. With at least being able to be a part of it, anyway you could. From the sides, watching in, stepping in when they needed, even if that felt rare. 

After all, they were your whole world.

“Whatcha thinking about, pretty?”

You blink and there’s a shadow leaning over you, your head pulling back to meet Gojo’s gaze through the black of his blindfold. There’s a soft grin on his face as he glances down at you, hands shoved into his pockets, and Geto is standing just slightly behind him, smiling at you as well, but with a hint of concern, as if the both of you could sense your thoughts. They'd always been good at that, sensing when things were wrong or even just a little off–sometimes it felt like they were able to tell before you even knew yourself. Always so consciously aware of you and what's going on inside your head, their eyes on you when you weren't aware. Watching, caring, being there for when you needed them to be.

In ways it felt like you could never quite measure up to.

But your smile doesn’t fade, and as you let your eyes quickly flicker to the kids, smile brightening as you watch the four of them chat amongst themselves, before turning back to Geto and Gojo, you just shrug. “Mmm,” you hum lightly, swinging your feet from the bench you’d been sitting on, “nothing much.”

“Uh huh,” Gojo nods in the way that tells you he doesn’t believe you one bit. He’s taking the empty seat next to you in the next second, pressing himself against your side as Geto steps closer, reaching to brush a stray piece of hair behind your ears. “You’ve got your thinking face on, babe.”

“Tell us,” Geto offers softly, following Gojo's stride with ease, meeting your eyes with care. “You can trust us.”

You shake your head; “I know.” And at their unconvinced looks, you roll your eyes, chuckling softly. “I do. Of course I do. I... I was just thinking about the kids and you two.”

“Oh?” Gojo quirks a brow, resting his arm around your shoulders, pulling you against him with a smirk. 

Geto shuffles on his feet. “What about?” He asks.

You brush them off; “it’s silly.”

Geto shakes his head, kneeling so he’s at your eye level, arms stretched out on his knees as his fingers reach for the hem of your skirt, touching you in such a mindless, simply way but it brings about a flood of reassurance through you still. He shares a look with Gojo, before focusing on you once again; “no, it isn’t,” he denies with ease. “Not when it comes to you.”

“Nothing is silly when it comes to you,” Gojo adds, smirk faltering, and the way he says it leaves no room for argument.

Biting your lip, you glance to your lap, moving your hands there to clasp them as you inhale sharply. “I love you all so much,” you find yourself whispering, trying to express the emotions swirling through your mind in a way that makes sense. You were often overwhelmed with the way you felt towards Geto, Gojo and the kids, even through the bad moments, there was such love for them in your heart. It just wasn’t always easy to express that. It was easy to express this weight that came with that love, a weight that weighed down on you with such heavy worry that you weren't doing as much for them as they were for you.

“And you both are so good with the kids,” you express, turning to meet each of their gazes. “Even when Satoru teases Megumi, or Suguru’s too easy on the girls… you saved them in ways no one else could’ve and I know all of them adore you so much.” Reaching forward, you take each of their hands in your own, squeezing tightly, ignoring the shocked look on their faces as you pour your heart out.

“You’re all my whole world.”

There’s a pause. Geto and Gojo look at each other, trying to find the words to say. They don't fail to notice the lack of you in your words, how you seem to specifically single yourself out as if you're not as much of an integral part of these family... and of course it’s Geto who speaks first because he’s always been better at saying the right thing in the ways that Gojo means but can't always express well. But Gojo doesn't mind letting Geto do the talking for him if it'll mean you'll understand just how much you truly are loved.

Shifting, Geto moves, grasping your chin gently to pull your gaze on him as he smiles at you. “We love you too.” Then, the smile falters slightly as he frowns; “you know that, right?”

Your lips part, but no words leave your mouth. You want to say yes, because realistically, you know they do–but the words hesitate, get choked in the back of your throat and you find yourself wondering. Geto and Gojo have done nothing to ever convince you otherwise, and you feel guilty that you can't express that; because there's this sinking feeling in your chest that purely stems from your own anxiety.

Geto frowns, and then Gojo is suddenly in front of you, face so oddly serious in a way you rarely see from him. Geto's better with words, but Gojo can express them when he wants, and when it comes to you, he wants to make absolutely sure you understand. “We do,” he assures, not an ounce of doubt as the two surround you, not allowing you to pull away or focus on anything but them. “ You’re our whole world. The kids too.”

“We never would’ve managed any of this without you,” Geto tells you, flipping his hand so he’s now grasping yours. Holding tightly, he threads his fingers through yours, squeezing. “Who knows what would’ve happened if Satoru and I didn’t have you.”

Lips parting, you stare at him, then Gojo, thoroughly shocked by the sincerity of their words. It wasn’t like you doubted their feelings for you–you knew they loved you. You just questioned how much, sometimes… or rather, if anything would be different if you weren’t there. Without Geto, those girls never would’ve been saved, and without Gojo, Megumi would’ve been sold off to the Zen’in clan and who knows what would’ve happened to Tsumiki. Without each other, Geto and Gojo might've gone down very different paths then the one they were on now... but without you, would anything have changed?

“Who knows what I would’ve done if you hadn’t answered my call that night.”

Gasping, you turn to Geto, wide eyes falling on you as he frowns at you. 

That night–the night he found the girls and nearly lost it all. He'd been in a dark place for so long before that you'd constantly been worried about him. When he'd called you that night, you'd feared the worst; but the relief that had flooded you when you realized he thought to call you first... it had been unpalatable. 

You… you never knew he thought that the same when it came to that night–

“And God knows I’m not responsible enough to raise two kids by myself.”

It’s such a stark difference from Geto’s profession that it pulls a startled laugh from you, eyes falling on Gojo who’s staring blankly back at you, before the startled laughter turns into a giggle and you can’t control yourself anymore. The tears that had been welling in your eyes start to fall, but because of joy as your stomach starts to hurt from laughter, shaking your head at Gojo. Your face lights up with his words, a hand falling to your stomach as you bite your lip to try and stifle your own laughter.

Both boys smile adoringly at you.

“There’s our girl,” Gojo grins down at you, hand brushing across your waist as he bumps into your side lightly.

“Missed your smile,” Geto hums lightly, nodding along with Gojo. “I don't like seeing you sad.”

Flushing, you bite your lip, feeling flutters flood through your stomach as your laughter fades and you hide your blush. Gojo just pulls you into his side in response and Geto is clasping your chin in his hands once more, pulling your face up and not allowing you to hide.

“We meant it, okay?” He reminds.

Gojo squeezes you for emphasis; “every word.”

You smile, bright, genuine, happiness flooding through your entire being as your lips part to say something before you’re suddenly flanked by a body.

“Why does Y/N/N look sad!”

It’s Nanako who asks the question, throwing her arms around your waist as Mimiko follows suit, both girls stunning you as Gojo is forced to pull back in response. Your hands hover by your sides as you glance down at them, before your gaze falls on Tsumiki who stands next to Geto with a worried expression and Megumi in front of you with a concerned expression of his own, brows pinched together as he silently asks you what’s wrong.

“Are you alright, Y/N-san?” Tsumiki asks, head tilting.

The girls arms around your waist squeeze tighter and they’re glancing up at you through their lashes, waiting for your response.

“Was Gojo mean to you?” Megumi asks flatly, sending the white-haired man a nasty glare.

“Wha–?” Gojo gasps, thoroughly offended as he turns to face the boy. Geto cackles loudly in response.

“I’ll beat him up if he was,” Megumi adds, and you turn to him with a barely concealed smile as you see that despite his words, he genuinely is troubled for you.

Just as Gojo looks ready to strangle the boy (though, we know he’d never actually ), you speak up; “no, Satoru wasn’t mean to me.” Then, leaning back, you set your hands on the girls' backs, soothing them. “And I’m sorry for worrying you kids. I was just feeling… sad for a moment. But I feel better now.”

“And that's because of us,” Gojo cuts in, sticking his tongue out at Megumi as he gestures to Geto and him.

“Satoru,” Geto sighs, “do try and act your age.”

“ Suguru !”

You just roll your eyes, focusing on the kids; “how about we get some ice cream, huh? A little treat.”

The girls practically squeal in excitement, the twins pulling away from you to grasp onto Tsumiki tightly as they all nod eagerly. You laugh at their excitement, turning to Megumi who, in turn, offers a small nod and smile of his eyes, eyes flickering to yours once more, a little more perceptive than the rest–just like he’s always been–and then when he’s sure you really are okay, he eases, stepping back with his sister and step-sisters.

“Perfect,” you clap your hands together, moving to stand. “It’ll be Satoru’s treat!”

“Hey!” Gojo calls, standing up next to you as Geto moves to a stand as well on the other side of you. “It’s always my treat.”

“That’s because you’re rich,” you remind, and he really doesn’t have an argument against that.

The kids run off ahead, and you move to follow, before you’re pulled back by a set of arms, spinning you as Geto and Gojo each place a respective kiss against your cheeks. Your face turns tomato red in response, thrown off by the innocent affection, but as they pull back, they’re grinning widely with the softest eyes you’ve ever seen on them and you can’t deny, in that moment, just how loved you feel.

Because you were their world just as much as they were yours.

#jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #satosugu #satosugu x reader #geto suguru #geto suguru x reader #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x geto suguru

[lalalabelle]

"Everything i ever did, i did for you.."

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader

Warnings: just a lot of angst and some swearing

Summary: Yelling at Megumi about his stubbornness that reminds him of you.

Masterlist----check out the other stuff

"Why can't you just trust me?" Gojo chuckled to hide his frustration from Megumi while training at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. He didn't like having this conversation over and over again every time he went to train him and his other students.

"You can't just put someone in danger especially if it's your student!" Megumi was baffled at how unfazed his mentor was at the thought of another student risking his life to save his friend, to save him.

In truth, Gojo didn't like the thought of someone risking their life too but some things must be done in order to protect his loved ones and the son that he's adopted. He saw how willing Yuji was to fight for his friends and he just needed a little more increase in strength and power, that's why they have been training nonstop for the past few days and Megumi did not like that.

"Why can't we just be a team? Why can't i help him? We are supposed to stick together, doesn't that mean-" Gojo was pissed off now, he doesn't know how many times Megumi has argued with him about this and usually he would be calm about and try to reason with him but today wasn't a good day.

"In a real battle, you would not be there to protect him." Gojo glanced at Yuji and then back at Megumi. He did not understand why his student felt the need to question what he was doing when he has explained countless times that this was for the better.

"WHY NOT?!" Megumi was in disbelief when his teacher could only resonate that he would be out of the fight and that his friend was just going to fight for him. Gojo was shocked at his student's change in tone as he looked at him disapprovingly. "I WILL FIGHT. I'LL BE THERE-"

"Megumi..you don't know that." There was a lot of things he wanted to say, how his mind wasn't thinking clearly, how unpredictable the future is, how undefined the battles and wars are going to be, how even he doesn't know if everyone is going to live another day.

"YES. I. DO." Megumi was being stubborn, willing to do whatever it takes to convince his mentor that this wasn't what was best for him or what he wants. "If Yuji is going to fight, then we're going to fight together. All three of us"

Gojo looked away and closed his eyes, composing himself before saying something he might regret later. "You shouldn't even be near a fight! You are too important." He tried reasoning but he knew that it was hopeless, it was really hard to be on the sidelines and watching others fight for you when you are fully capable of doing it yourself.

"IM NOT!" Megumi yelled

"YES. YES YOU ARE" Gojo is getting impatient

"NO!" Snap!

Something broke inside Gojo as he felt tears on his eyes, threatening to fall.

He grabbed his blindfold and harsly ripped it out of his eyes and his tears were fully visible, looking at Megumi with desperation and sadness. "FUCK! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LET ME DO THIS FOR YOU (Y/N)!" He yelled at Megumi then his eyes widened, he can't believe what he just said. He dropped his blindfold to the floor and walked away. "Enough about this. I'm done talking about it."

Megumi felt bad about the whole thing and went to comfort him under the large tree in their training grounds. "Gojo-sensei.."

"I'm sorry, i shouldn't have yelled at you today. It's just you look so much like her and it's funny 'cause you're not even related" He laughed bitterly and wiped his eyes looking at sky.

"She actually gave me something, it's like a hologram of our shared times together.." Megumi saw Gojo click something and then a hologram of you showed up infront of them, standing and smiling. Gojo kneeled to you like you were the most precious thing on this planet.

"Satoru.." The hologram of you spoke, frowning as you said his name. "Yes, love?" He replied back, eagerly looking at you like he had lost you for years.

"I want to be a sorcerer and protect people on this planet...you don't have to do this with me.." The hologram continued and looked at him sadly. "But i want to!" "I know you do.."

The hologram knelt down to his level and placed a hand on top of his. "Please understand..there's a possibility that we could die but even if we don't, we can never go back to our old lives again..."

Gojo shook his head as if saying that he does not care about those things if he can get to be with you. "Why would i want to go back to my old life, if you're here?" He tilts his head to the side and gives the hologram a grin that slowly turns into a sad smile.

You chuckled at his cute antics and cupped his cheek, looking at him fondly. "My satoru.."

"You're perfect..I-" When he went to touch your hand that was cupping his cheek, the hologram suddenly malfunctioned. Gojo looked down and sighed.

He sat back against the tree, looked at Megumi thrn back at the distance. "Everything i did, i did for her, and now she is in shoko's office passed out because i accidentally hurt her"

Megumi stayed silent and just listened to everything his teacher was saying.

"I guess since you were so much like her that i wanted someone to protect you too.."

#jjk gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jjk headcanons #jjk x reader #jujutsu sorcerer #megumi fushiguro #gojo satoru x reader #angst #jjk angst #Spotify

[momowritings]

Love Bites pt. 9

Remember the time

Baker Fem Reader x Toji Fushiguro

word ct: 15.1k, 11 Chapters

Preview: Sitting across from you and sipping your favorite drink was something that he could imagine himself doing until he was old, and he loved it. Toji loved you. 

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Chapter Eight: Mint Chocolate Chip pt.2

~TWO DAYS AGO~

Toji sits at the bedside of Ezra. Coming to visit him in your stead was something he started to do more often because he could tell the hospital was draining you. On his visits he could see a lot of your face in your brother’s. Your nose was rounder than his, lips fuller, but you both had that worried look pressed between your eyes when they were closed. He looks at Ezra, twirling a small velvet box in his hands and sighs. He had no idea it would be this hard to ask for your hand in marriage but he finds himself holding back for weeks. There were no perfect moments to ask such a question, or he would always get interrupted when he finally got over himself. 

Toji thinks back to the first day he met you. The way your eyes took him in, big and bright, but he could tell there was some underlying fear in them. He told himself that he was just biding his time, heading inside the bakery to watch for a target that was going to cross the street, but your voice was as sweet as honeysuckle and he wanted you to keep talking to him. He didn’t even find the guy he was looking for, receiving an earful for Sukuna when he touched base, but he would do it all over again. 

Actually, he would do it even better. He would try not to be in such a trance whenever you looked at him, and be more straightforward. He should’ve told you how beautiful you looked with your hair back and nothing covering your face. How the apples of your cheek blushed with warmth thawed him too. He wishes the smile you gave him that first time didn’t pinch his heart because he knew it was one that you gave to anyone who came in, but it left its mark and couldn’t leave him alone long after he went his own way, making him think of ways to come back. Eating all those sweets was hard, but finding another reason to see you again was motivating him. 

Then he realized that he’s Toji fucking Fushiguro, and not once did he ever care what anybody thought of him… except for you. All he did was think about how he could come back as soon as the chill air dashed away the comforting heat of your shop. 

Getting you a birthday gift was agonizing. He wasn’t sure what to get you, or how to give it to you. After consulting with nearly everybody in the group he followed Nanami’s advice, thinking about a color you wore often and landing on a winter set. Giving it to you on your birthday was important to him, and seeing you rush out of the bakery made his heart jump with the gift in his hand. Your smiles were wider to him, flashing your teeth at him in earnest and he wanted you to always look at him like that. Sitting across from you and sipping your favorite drink was something that he could imagine himself doing until he was old, and he loved it. He loved you. 

Toji has never believed in luck, or coincidences, or anything of the sort, because everything in his life is about meticulous planning, but when Rina of all people was in the shop joking around with you he almost said “thank you” out loud to whatever may be listening. There was finally a bridge he could use to get closer to you, and Riko clocked it immediately. She has seen Toji’s stoicism from the sidelines enough to know that this wasn’t his usual behaviour, however she didn’t say anything then. Not to him at least. 

But that was all that he needed. After you met Megumi at the festival he hoped his eyes conveyed his appreciation to Rina and made his intentions known to you. He would have understood if you had said no, turning him down to stay and live your peaceful life. He was expecting that to an extent, but you pressed a powder soft kiss on his cheek instead, shyly batting your eyes at him when you stepped away. If you didn’t have him wrapped around your finger before he is a boa constrictor now. Your lives melded into each other with time, and the time before you was less and less appealing to go back to.

All these thoughts create a whirlpool in Toji’s head that he is swimming in when rustling comes from the bed. To Toji’s surprise Ezra’s eyes fluttered open, squinting at the overhead light before trailing over to Toji. Alarmed by the bigger man sitting next to him Ezra jerks up, nearly tearing at the machines plugged to him. 

“Calm down,” Toji said, pressing his hand down on Ezra’s shoulder and he had no choice but to settle into the bed. He has not used his muscles in months, so there was no way he could fight off whoever this man was. He gave a cautionary gaze over to the unwavering face looking over him. The dark hair, green eyes, and scarred lip sparked a dim flame in the back of his mind, one that Ezra trailed closer to and then it burned him.

“Toji?”

The other man frowned at him. He doesn’t forget faces, Toji couldn’t afford to, and he knows he has never met Ezra before in his life. “How do you know me?” He asked gruffly. 

“She… she talks about you a lot,” he said slowly, carefully, the floodgates in his mind opening. Ezra eyes the ring box laying on the sheets of his bed and chuckles. “I’m flattered but I just met you dude.”

“It’s not for you,” Toji scowls, picking up the box and shoving it down his pocket. He then remembers that the best person to run the ring by would be Ezra. His fingers clenched around the box and Ezra softened his gaze. 

“You’re her new boyfriend, right?”

“Yes.”

“I see,” Ezra sighs, taking in the new information. So this is who Toji. “She likes you a lot. It’s fuzzy, you know? I can hear her talking, and sometimes I feel like I can talk back, but I never can. Crazy mind-body experience that I can’t really explain fully. What I do know is that she loves that kid of yours. She always liked kids.”

“Megumi likes her too,” Toji says with a slight smile. He looks at Ezra who is smiling at him. He clears his throat and takes the ring out of his pocket again. 

“I’m going to marry your sister.”

Ezra laughs. “Are you always this direct?” 

“Is this ring something she’d like? Megumi and I chose it.” He opened the box to reveal a deep ruby stone delicately sitting on a gold band. Megumi was very hands-on with the process, turning down 7 other rings before they could mutually agree on this one. 

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Ezra says. “It’s like you drew it directly from her mind.”

Toji nods to himself and pockets the box once again. “I’ll call you a nurse.”

“How has she been? How long have I been…”

“Almost a year,” Toji answers. “She’s fine. Some days are better than others as you imagine. She misses you.”

“Thank you for taking care of her.” Ezra stretches his hand out to shake Toji’s. “I’m glad she’s not alone. I know she loves you too.” 

Toji shakes his hand back, careful to not crush his fingers by accident. “I guess this makes us brothers?” Ezra smiles wide. He woke up less than twenty minutes ago and his family is growing. He is beyond ecstatic. 

“…Sure,” Toji mutters, then heads out to find a doctor. The nurses and other orderlies notice the lifted mood of his and whisper to each other, wondering what could’ve made him so happy since the time he came in. 

<<<Chapter One

<<<Chapter Two

<<<Chapter Three

<<<Chapter Four

<<<Chapter Five

<<<Chapter Six

<<<Chapter Seven

<<<Chapter Eight

Chapter Ten>>>

#minimoe #momowritings #toji fushiguro #jjk fanfic #jjk #toji x reader #jjk toji #x black reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fluff #toji #fushiguro toji

[chiruba]

JJK BOYS' ACCIDENTALLY MAKING YOU CRY !

an. this is literal garbage and very long but enjoy LOL

ft. itadori, fushiguro, inumaki x gn!reader

wc. 1.3k

genre. angst to fluff

tw. broken bones, cast and death mentions, also some swearing bc its british culture

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ITADORI YUJI — panic activated. there is nothing itadori would do in this world to hurt you, not intentionally at least. itadori had yet again come back from another dangerous mission - yet again another mission that almost took his life. it seemed that the danger levels just kept increasing as itadori continued to grow and improve as a jujutsu sorcerer, and as his significant other watching from the sidelines, the only thing that grew in you was your worry and concern. you thought you could handle it, seeing him come back each time with deep cuts and broken bones - thought you could make a subtle comment on how he should be just a little more careful, and yet, seeing him in this bad of a shape was all too much. itadori nearly pounced out of his skin when your teary eyes met his, all he did was ask you to sign his cast(s)! "yuji," he heard you sob, muffled by the hospital blankets you buried your head in. "please," he heard you whimper, hands clenched so tightly on the blankets he thought you'd rip them in half. "i'm not asking you to stop being a jujutsu sorcerer, i just want you to be careful." you looked up, eyes finally meeting, and itadori immediately reaches out to wipe the tears that spill down your cheeks. "what if you died?" the fear in your voice triggers something in yuji, and he immediately engulfs you in his arms. "no, would never leave you, baby." he says, tone firm. "i'm sorry, i didn't realise how stupid i was being - for not noticing how you felt and how reckless i was." he says, and its scarily serious. you nod, slowly taking in his words. "you promise?" you ask once more, wanting to confirm it. yuji smiles, breath tickling the shell of your ear as he whispers, "i promise."

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI — fushiguro knew he could be a little harsh with his words sometimes, which is why when you first started dating he always kept it to a minimum around you. yet as your relationship went on, megumi found himself more and more comfortable with himself, with you, with your relationship. perhaps… a little too comfortable. he had made another teasing comment - the only thought he gave it was making sure it was formatted correctly before it spewed out of his mouth. he expected to hear you giggle - tease him back, maybe give him a slap on the arm that really felt more like a tap, and yet, nothing. megumi ignored it for a minute or two, thinking perhaps you didn't care much, or were too busy doing something else to even pay attention to it. no biggie! it's not like it hadn't happened before and- oh. megumi thought, his heart dropping and eyes widening when he heard small sniffles come from behind him. oh fuck. he was sure he'd whipped his head around so fast it gave him whiplash, and yet that was the last thing he could care about right now. "you really mean that, fushiguro?" he heard you ask, your back turned to him as your shoulders shook - voice shaky and breathless. fushiguro. he leapt at your use of his last name, pouncing across the room to get by your side. "no, no! never! you know i love you more than anything, i-i didn't think - fuck - i didn't even think about what i was saying, 'm so sorry." he was panicked, his hands fidgeting awkwardly as he debated reaching out to you. luckily, you made the choice for him. megumi only felt like breathing again when your hands wrapped around his waist, head buried into his chest. "'is okay, 'gumi." he sighed, hands wrapping around you as he held you tighter, "just don't say it again, please." he shook his head without pulling away from you, and you felt him plant kisses across your neck in a silent apology. "of course, never again, love."

INUMAKI TOGE — inumaki is a tease. you wouldn't expect it from the quiet, innocent looking cursed speech user. inumaki loved to pull pranks constantly, and you had quickly become used to them in your relationship - even spiraling into your own little 'war'. beginning to see who could get the best pranks to just becoming who could get the most - and inumaki was determined to win. it had come across his tiktok feed. ignoring your s/o for a day to see how they react! he glanced over to see your sleeping figure wrapped around his arm, giggling when he saw your noise scrunch up at the sudden movement. yeah, inumaki was definitely gonna win this war. you were absolutely positively sure that you had never had a worse day than this. you completely forgot to charge your phone during the night, leaving you frantic as you tried to throw on your uniform as fast as you could - only to finally get to school and receive a big fat fail on your last test, but, hey! it couldn't get any worse! unless spilling your lunch and scraping your knee and - god, everything was just going wrong. you wanted nothing more than to be cuddled into inumaki's arms right now, inhaling the comforting smell of vanilla he always managed to subtly be coated in. which is exactly why you were seeking out your platinum haired boyfriend right now. a wave of relief washing over you as he came into view. "toge!" you yelled, a smile covering your features as you ran over to your boyfriend "ugh, you won't believe how-" "kombu!" inumaki exclaimed, running over to fushiguro, completely past you. you paused, awkwardly pulling down your raised hand that was stilled in a wave motion. perhaps he just had something really important to do right now? no big deal at all!... and yet, it was a big deal. it continued on and on, inumaki continuing to ignore your entire existence as you tried over and over to get his attention. he'd even looked directly at you at one point, only to turn away the next second - and it had been the last straw. chest burning and eyes watering, you stormed off to your dorm, throwing yourself onto your bed as you sobbed into your pillows. seeing how you'd progressively gotten more pissed throughout the day - inumaki thought all he was in for was a particularly nasty prank in return when he got back. he knocked on your dorm room once, then twice, and then a third - and yet he got no response. no response other than the muffled sobs he could hear come through the door. he felt panic course through him immediately, pushing open the door hurriedly. "takana?" inumaki practically yelled, bursting into your room as he saw you buried in your pillows, shoulders shaking as you sobbed. inumaki sat down by your side, ready to take you into his arms - before he was shoved off completely, your angered and tear-stained face meeting his eyes. "so now you care? go away, inumaki!" his heart sank as he finally began to realise what he'd done - that the anger on your face throughout the day looked more like sadness. "o-okaka," he stuttered, desperately trying to communicate through his gestures. you only glared in response, shoveling back into your blankets as you turned your back to him. inumaki stayed silent for a few minutes, listening to your cries as they lowered in volume. "please listen to me," he begged finally, and your ears perked up subconsciously. "jerk. don't use your dumb advantage…" he heard you mutter, and he felt his heart lift just a little. "i'm sorry." he said, and although it didn't seem like much - coming from inumaki, it was practically the world. you didn't say anything, but simply shuffled forward to give inumaki room on your bed - something he happily accepted as he immediately tackled you in kisses. inumaki did not in fact win the war.

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[empress-simps]

Hi💖! Can I have a scenario with JJK boys ( gojo, sukuna, itadori, megumi, inumaki ) with gn! Reader who is very soft, cute and innocent. At first glance they look like they couldn't even hurt a fly or know a single swear word but in battlefield they change completely by absolutely have no mercy on their enemies and a motherfcking badass?? I enjoyed your squishy cheeks scenario and I hope you can do mind! I hope you take your time and do whatever most important to you first ༼ つ ◕‿◕ ༽つ (*＾3＾)/～♡

Having a s/o who's soft but a badass in the battlefield

▪︎Featuring: Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Inumaki Toge, Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen

▪︎Pronoun: They/Them [Gn! Reader]

▪︎Genre: Comedy, Humor, Flyff and a lil bit crack

▪︎Warnings: uhhh violence? language and Slight nsfw in sukuna if u squint

note: Hello! Thanks for reading my work I appreciate it! and tbh the squishy cheeks are also one of my faves I'm sorry if this took so long I wanna write the scenario I think that will suit them sooo- Enjoy! Hope this was what u had in mind

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How dare you decieve this literal sunshine :<

When you charged at the special grade curse he felt like he was about to die again.

"NO! Y/N!" He shouted, voice raw and full of desperation as he tried to catch up with you but Megumi pulled him back.

"What are you doing!? Let me go! They might die! I-i can't lose them!" He yelled, trying to get put of Megumi's clutches as he could only watch in horror as you charged to the curse.

Yuuji turned limp into Megumi's arms as he saw you battle the curse with fierceness and a dangerous edge on you. He turned into the paper thingy HHAHAHAH

"W-what just happened..?" He stammered, eyes still transfixed on your form as you ran to him smiling and cheering.

"Did you saw me fight the curse Yu?! I took it down!" You cheered and spun around with him, sparkles somehow floating around you. Kugisaki tried to hide her laugh as she watched you spin around while Itadori just kinda... floats? He probably traumatized poor boi got a heart attack-

He still haven't recovered from the shock but he managed to stammer out a 'Yes'. He's still Paper! Itadori

He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you become an entirely different person when you fight.

He would probably shit himself if you ever get angry at him.

Ahhh my baby-

His reaction would be: 👁👄👁

Ope, sorry but he would clearly under estimate you. Not that it's intentional, he just thinks that you need his protection 24/7 because you just look so innocent and like you couldn't hurt a fly.

Oh how wrong he was.

Turns out he's the one that needs saving-

When he thought that he was done for, you suddenly kicked the curse in the face, seething. He almost thought you had an evil twin since he can't believe that's you.

"You thought you could get Megumi? Hah, fucker, DIEEEE!"

ExCuse mE wHaT wHy iS bAkugOu's SiBLiNg hErE-

Fushiguro just blinks at you while you fight the curse without even breaking a sweat, and did you curse?! He always thought his baby couldn't hurt someone but you're out there killing in cold blood-

It somehow warms his heart since you really care but he's kinda shaken to his core.

"Are you okay?!" You rushed to him and rubbed your cheek against his. "I was so worried! Don't worry! I'll watch your back so you won't get hurt!" You kissed his cheek, and just like that, any trace of you being an absolute op vanished.

He stammered, trying to ask a ton of questions but failing to.

Welp, It looks like he's the one that needs saving.

"Go honey! Screw them up! Kill them all!" Gojo let out a grin and cheered for you in the sidelines as he waved his arms around. This bitch i-

You giggled and grabbed your weapon, ready to show off to your clueless and worried students. "Of course! Wish me luck babe!"

"U-uhmm, Gojo sensei.." Yuuji gulped, worried for you. Even though he knows you're a special grade sorcerer he can't help but worry for you.

In the background you can already see them worry and being nervous

Gojo hummed, "They'll be alright! I know my baby can handle it!"

And just as he finished the sentence, you exorcised the curse succesfully. As you neared them, you have a shit eating grin plastered on your face as you took in the fsces of your students.

"We should invite L/n sensei next time when we spar!" Kugisaki suggested to her blindfolded teacher who just chuckled nervously in response.

"I would love to but-"

"He knows I'll beat his ass." You cackled, like kuroo as you looked over your lover who looked like he would pass out in embarassment.

"I did not brag you to our students just for you to bring me down."

Toge groaned in pain as blood spills out from his wound, rendering him immobile. When he found you rushing towards him he widened his eyes and shook his head rapidly, telling you to get far away as the curse is much stronger than they thought to be.

When he saw the curse approaching you and preparing to strike he felt himself grow cold as he desperately tries to use his voice, even though he already reached his limit. He felt tears prick his vision as he watched in pain in what he thought will be the end of you.

AAAACK DON'T CRY

Sliced.

Into thousand pieces. The curse didn't stand a chance against your speed and precision as you succesfully exorcised it.

He blinked; once, twice, a couple times, he couldn't really process what he was seeing.

You panted, hands on ur legs as you bent down to cath your breath. "That was a close one.." He stared in disbelief as your dangerous aura vanished and you approached him with a smile. "Are you okay? Can you stand baby?"

He shook his head "B-bonito Flakes." Then giving you a look that you better explain what just happened. You chuckled sheepishly, a cute but nervous smile appearing as you scratched the back of your head.

"Yes yes... I know I have to explain but let's get you patched up first okay?"

Never did he thought he would fall for a soft person. Not even once. Since he always find those types not worthy to gain his precious attention.

He figured out that there was something wrong with him since he's usually like more edgy type of person. Turns out he was wrong.

When he saw you in action he can't help but smirk and wolf whistle at you. He's also turned on but he wouldn't admit it outloud (save Yuuji cuz he's so ashamed by Sukuna's actions)

"Damn babe, you didn't tell me you weren't a damsel in distress-"

Sukuna didn't know if it was intentional that he got hit by your weapon, but when you apologized to him he automatically thinks that it was an accident.

"Oh no! Suku, are you okay?!" You fussed over him, trying not to burst out laughing so you won't blow your cover. He groaned in pain, you didn't exacly injure him since you'd feel bad when Yuuji takes over so that will do.

"Does it look like it?" He mumbled, not yelling since he doesn't want you to be upset with him. He becomes a putty in your hands, that's how much he's willing to do anything for you.

"I-im sorry but HHAHAHAH YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN YOUR FACE SUKU!" You booped his nose as he scowled, "You... I'll wreck you!"

You giggled, flashing him a cute smile and wink as you ran away, Sukuna hot on your heels.

You snickered, "Sure you will, honey."

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[thevcssel-a]

A character analysis on Yuuji Itadori ( because I did it for a homework assignment ). 

PROMPT:  Choose a favorite literary or film character. As you think about your initial post in this discussion, consider how you met this character and what features brought him or her to life on the page or screen for you. Think about the arc of the character's story and how he or she changed over the course of the narrative.  In your discussion, consider the following:

What makes the character so compelling? How was the character introduced?

What characteristics made him or her unique?

How did the character adhere to or defy archetypal conventions?

Why is characterization important in storytelling?

I have decided to do a thorough analysis of the main character of the Japanese manga series Jujutsu Kaisen by Gege Akutami. The main character is Yuji Itadori, a fifteen year old high school student, is introduced in the final moments of his grandfather’s death. And once the papers are signed, he is now considered an orphan. Yet, that doesn’t matter when he meets Megumi Fushiguro, a jujutsu sorcerer but also the same age as Yuji. It is explained that an object Yuji found and gave to his friends is very dangerous and could eventually cause a lot of death in the high school. Upon this information, both he and Megumi arrive at the school to find that it is engulfed with cursed spirits. Jujutsu Sorcerers are people with special powers that help them fight these cursed spirits, and while Yuji does not possess any kind of ability, Megumi does. 

Megumi tells Yuji to stay behind, because it’s not safe for him. Yuji has a lot of internal conflict with this. With his grandfather’s last words, a final wish, he had asked Yuji to use his strength to help others. Now, as he’s told to sit on the sidelines, he starts to ask himself if that’s really what he should be doing. One thing that makes him second guess his choice to stay behind is the idea of death. He had just watched his grandfather pass away, and now he asks himself if he really should be afraid of death. 

And soon, we find out that Yuji throws himself into the fight despite the fear he would be feeling at that very moment. He’s able to save his friends while Megumi is able to take care of the cursed spirit at hand. This is very telling of Yuji’s character, as he put aside his own fear of death and ran straight into danger for the sake of saving his friends and someone he just met. 

With how Yuji is introduced to now, fighting a cursed spirit he doesn’t understand, Yuji defies the whole logic of his life to save people. Throughout the story, Yuji is not exactly the smartest character, but he is the most impactful. He runs in without much hesitation, regardless of what other characters are saying at that moment. His thought process isn’t how he’s going to survive this fight, it’s how he can save the people around him. With Yuji’s characterization, we’re introduced to the main plot of the manga. He consumes the cursed object (which happens to be a finger) that Megumi was sent to collect, gaining the power of a cursed spirit to fight in the battle. He doesn’t understand the world that Megumi fights in, but he joins the battle for the sake of helping Megumi. 

Characterization is very important when it comes to storytelling. In this case, if Yuji were terrified of the situation, he would’ve run away like any sane person. But, he didn’t. He threw himself into the danger to help, swallowing a cursed object to gain the power that he lacked, risking his own life to keep his friends and some stranger safe from a cursed spirit. Characterization helps move the story along, making it interesting and keeping the reader engaged with the plot. It also allows for the reader to connect with the character. Yuji Itadori is a very relatable character, at least in my opinion. He feels fear, he understands that death is inevitable, and he still fights in spite of it all. It’s how some people want to live their lives, living it up to the best of their abilities and to not fear the end. 

Work Cited Akutami, Gege. Jujutsu Kaisen, Volume 1. SHUEISHA Inc., 2018. 

#* i want to live a life without regret ( CHAR. STUDY. ) #i love him so much #ill risk my reputation with my classmates #its all online who cares #容器 『 jɑɱie ɾɑɱbles. 』– ooc.

[seka1-k0k0ro]

night of fun

y e s

i had way too much fun with this thank you anon for feeding my mind u-u

see part one here!

summary: a week has passed since the ‘incident’ and megumi’s thoughts have gone haywire and are utterly filled with you.

cw: smut with a semi plot (shes long cuz i got carried away), fem! reader

[lower case intended + not proofread]

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the air was thick and it was hot. megumi was training with the third years while you sat on the sidelines with yuuji and nobara. his focus was all on you. how your skin has a slight glow from the heat; how the sun rays caused your skin to heat; how the heat caused you to hike your skirt up though it was against school rules. you were infecting his mind—his body.

panda landed a ruthless blow into megumi’s stomach, launching him a couple meters across the field. coughing, megumi sat up, and the third years walked over.

“what’s up with you megumi? you’ve been so distracted lately,” maki began.

“tuna,” inumaki agreed from behind her with one hand on his hip. with a final throat-clearing cough megumi began,

“i’m fine. just have a lot on my mind. nothing serious.”

“is it y/n?” megumi’s head jerked in shock, and he could feel his cheeks slightly heat. he only hoped he could mask it and blame it on the hot day. “it is so y/n,” maki smirked, “did y’all fight or something?” megumi deadpanned.

“no, we didn’t.”

“she blue-ball you?” she asked again. megumi scowled and stood, his cheeks now flaming.

“it’s not like that. stay out of it. it’s my business.” he stomped away like a child. the third years huddled together and unanimously agreed that it indeed was like that.

megumi approached the group of three sitting on the sidelines. he saw you sat in between yuuji and nobara showing them something on your phone. he looks at your thighs which were missing their stockings from you possibly running late. your uniform jacket was missing--replaced by the tight, white button-up shirt you wear in case it gets hot. he’s always loved that shirt.

then he noticed how seemly close yuuji was sitting to you. he knows neither of you would ever do anything but he’s always felt slightly self-conscious of yuuji. yuuji was physically stronger; yuuji had pure power and he didn’t. he saw yuuji place his chin on your shoulder and snuggle into your neck.  

you noticed megumi’s presence and gasped. your eyes sparkled and you had the biggest smile. you dropped everything you were holding and ran over to him, holding megumi in a hug. though megumi knew he shouldn’t feel the way he did, he felt smug and looked at yuuji in the eyes with a glare and a smile as he hugged you. yuuji looked back confused.

“we were just watching part of a movie that yuuji watched while he was training with gojo.” his smile returned to a frown. for the past couple of days, yuuji has all you’ve been talking about. it’s been yuuji this and yuuji that. “speaking of yuuji, i’m gonna be in his dorm after school helping him study.”

“oh? until when?” you shrugged.

“i don’t know. whenever we finish.” megumi sighed and pulled away. 

“alright. well, let me go back to--” yuuji interrupted him.

“y/n come back so we can play the movie.”

“gimme a second, yuu,” you said back. megumi turned to you confused.

“yuu?” you cocked your head to the side and giggled.

“what? it’s just a nickname, megumi. anyways get back to training before they yell at you.” you turned around and went back to the duo waiting for you. megumi stood there shocked for a second then turned and walked back towards centerfield. all he could think about was the stupid nickname and how you didn’t kiss him goodbye. 

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the sun was now setting. megumi was gathering his things and inumaki came up to megumi. he handed him a note.

just talk to her, don’t let things get between you two because you didn’t voice what was bothering you. you know what’s wrong, but she doesn’t. instead of staying quiet, use your words and open up. that is the only solution.

inumaki left megumi to think on his own with a final shoulder pat. megumi looked back at the note and read it over again. he sighed and rubbed at his eye in exhaustion. he folded the letter back neatly and slipped it in his pocket.

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“nothing is working!” yuuji laughed as you continued to complain. “i mean, think about it. we came with this plan to make megumi jealous and nothing has worked. i didn’t even give him his good-bye kiss today!”

“well, there’s still one last thing we could do.” you rolled your eyes.

“and what might that be oh wise one?”

“megumi always gets to the dorms at 8:30, right?”

“yeah, and?” 

“we’re supposed to be studying, right?” your shoulders slumped, and you groaned.

“where are you going with this?”

“if megumi hears some...uhh...well- how should I put this?...questionable noises as he passes by the room--that’ll be his last straw.” you nodded understandingly. you agreed to the plan with one final worry,

“i just hope he doesn't break up with me.”

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the corridor was dark as usual on his training days. never missing a beat, megumi walks down the hallway expecting to only hear his footsteps, though we don't all get what we expect.

“yuu! fuck-- please!” megumi’s footsteps stop right before he can fully pass itadori’s dorm. 

“come on, y/n. try a little harder and maybe i’ll give you what you want.”

“yuuji, please, I need it. please!” the little show was accompanied by grunts and groans from you. 

megumi felt something inside of him snap. he tore the door open almost breaking the doorknob in the process. he saw both you and yuuji standing while yuuji held something--he assumes its school supplies--over your head while you’re trying to grab it. both of you are in casual clothing and out of your daily school uniforms. you both stare at megumi in the door entrance.

megumi fumes and grabs you by your wrist. he dragged you into his room, locking the door behind him. megumi turned on a couple of the lamps in his room. he drops all of his stuff and turns jaggedly to face you.

“what has been going on?” he asks surprisingly calmer than he looks.

“what do you--”

“you know what i’m talking about. what between you and yuuji, huh?” you crossed your arms and frowned.

“first of all,” you stepped closer and turned your nose up to him, “do not interrupt me. second,” you turned around sheepishly, “itadori wanted to see what you would seem like jealous, and” you slumped, regretful, “i agreed.”

megumi sighed and rubbed his hand across his face. he walked up and hugged you from behind. “so you still love me?” you scoffed.

“what? of course I do.” megumi nodded. you two stood in silence, until he spoke up with an idea.

“will you make it up to me?” 

“i will...but how?” his hands slowly lift your shirt, letting just his hands under. he moves his head from your neck to rest against your ear.

“i have something in mind,” he said. his left hand reached towards your right tit while the other hand played with the waistband of your athletic shorts. you leaned back into him feeling him harden. you turn in his embrace and kiss him. the kiss was passionate but soft.

megumi led you towards the bed, laying you down. he caged you in, pinning you to the bed. he sat on his heels to see you. your face was flushed, and you were slightly trembling.

“don’t just stare.” he laughed breathlessly.

“i’m sorry, y/n. you’re just so pretty,” his voice trailed to low whisper as he leaned into your neck, “it makes me wanna go all the way.” he peppered feathery kisses onto your jaw—so intoxicating it made your mind spin in circles and your body squirm.

“wait,” you said. “are you sure?”

“what?” he asked lazily, still suckling on your skin.

“what if gojo comes in and—“ he kissed you, then rested his forehead against yours.

“forget gojo. i want you,” he went back down to your collarbone, “i want to make you feel good.”

“megumi,” you managed to say.

“hmm?”

“take me.” he stilled, but the words shot straight to his dick. the way you would say his name in the breathless, pitched voice made his cock twitch. he stuffed his face in the dip of your neck and groaned. he collected himself and crashed his lips into yours. it was messy. teeth would clash and spit covered each other’s mouths. though the love each had for one another never diminished. you could feel him pouring his love, heart, and soul—telling you, through the kiss, to take him as well.

his thumbs hooked the waistband of your shorts and pulled them down along with your panties. you sat up and took your shirt off and your bra. he pushed you back down and kissed you. he kissed you and kissed you, and you felt your lips bruising from his force. your hands reached to his shirt, and you signal for him to take it off. swiftly, he took his sweats and shirt off, leaving him in his boxers.

he went back to kissing you. he couldn’t get enough. megumi wanted to kiss every angle, crevice, inch—he wanted to kiss all over—he wanted to make sure not piece of you was left untouched. if you’d let him, he’d ravage you in one blow.

his hands began to tease your inner thighs, but always too high or too low. his kisses began to follow the path down you jaw to your collar bone. his fingers finally touched you where you wanted—needed him most; his middle finger spreading your wetness between your folds. his kisses turned impatient. he marked you with his teeth, leaving love bites behind as he moved farther down.

your gasps, breaths, and soft moans were music to his ears. they made his mind go fuzzy and his eye sight waver. he was drunk on you; he was drunk on the sounds, the smell, the taste of you.

megumi’s lips attached to you left breast which made you yelp. at the same time, a finger slipped into your cunt, followed by a second, then a third. one by one, each stretching you out, and preparing you for him. the sensation made you wriggle around. your knee dug into his cock, making him moan out. you continued to pleasure him, the vibrations from his sounds heightening your own pleasure.

“megumi—“ you whined, “please. i need more.” he chuckled and detached from your breast with a slight pop. his lips hovered against yours, not entirely kissing you.

“patience, princess.” his fingers sped up and his thumb grazed against your clit, making you arch your back.

“please,” you whimpered back. “fuck me, megumi. please?” you bucked your hips into his hands, in attempt to convince him more. with a final cry, megumi cursed at himself and removed himself from you, leaving you on the bed catching your breath and your thighs twitching. megumi got rid of his boxers—throwing them on floor with the rest of the scattered clothes.

his rummaged his drawers for the condoms maki got him as a gag gift for his birthday. megumi tore the packet open with his teeth and slipped it on. you look over to see him walking back. the bed creaked with his added weight, and a smile of anticipation graced your face. megumi gave some final kisses to your inner thighs while he got comfortable. he held the back of your thighs up, using his shoulder as leverage.

you helped line up his cock, and he pushed in. finally in, megumi moaned while you let out soft puffs, trying to adjust. he moved slowly, not wanting to hurt you as the way felt against him made it awfully hard to.

“so good—ahh!” you couldn’t help but get louder. “megumi,” you moaned, “you feel so good—fuck!” your hips moved along with his, and megumi felt something in him snap. he groaned and apologized,

“i’m sorry, baby. i can’t help it.”

“s’ okay,” you managed out before your head finally turned to mush. megumi’s thrust sped, and his hands moved to your hips pulling them into him harder and harder. megumi’s eyes crossed, getting lost in the pleasure. he felt your walls flutter against him, signaling you’re close. his right thumb found your clit again. he felt you tighten against him. “oh! megumi, i’m gonna cum!”

“cum for me, baby.” you tensed, and your voice cracked at your final wail. he rode out your orgasm and into his. he came into the condom, and he dropped next to you. you took the condom off and tossed it in the bin.

megumi welcomed you back into bed with kisses and cuddles under the covers. “that was amazing,” you whispered.

“it was,” he whispered back with a smile. he dug his nose into your hair with his arms around you and dozed off to sleep.

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the door being opened harshly startled megumi awake.

“rise and shine-“

“gojo-sensei!” megumi yelled, stirring you awake. gojo saw the bedsheets fall from your bare shoulders and understood what had happened. gojo bursted out laughing and closed the door, still laughing after it was fully shut. “shit!”

“what’s wrong, baby? who was that?” you asked still groggy.

“gojo.” the sleepiness was replaced with adrenaline quickly, and you bursted from the bed naked.

“gojo?!” megumi smiled seeing you flail around for your clothes.

after both of you were decent, you walked out of megumi’s dorm, and gojo was still laughing. yuuji was also laughing. megumi rolled his eyes.

“hey megumi, did you at least wrap it before you tapped it?” gojo’s laughing increased.

“yeah, you two were quite loud. please remember the thin walls next time,” yuuji snickered.

“sorry, yuuji. his dick was just too big.” you shrugged and dragged megumi away past the bathroom area. both of you were laughing after seeing yuuji’s disgusted face and gojo’s eyes popping out of sockets from laughing too hard.

#jujutsu kaisen #megumi #fushiguro #fushiguro megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro #fushiguro x reader #megumi x reader #megumi imagine #megumi smut #smut #anime #jujutsu sorcerer #jujutsu kaisen smut #top! megumi #fushiguro smut

[bestiesenpai]

skate rat choso

This is just a little drabble for skate rat Choso, I got inspo from a cute ass pic of him holding baby Itadori :) no content warnings for this, although I must say it might get cringe? I tried to be wholesome, so let's see how that worked out. Gender neutral readerrrr and idk if i need to say this but choso and reader are 18+ lol

It was finally the first warm sunny day of the season. Birds were chirping, sparse clouds dotted the sky and there wasn’t any pollen in the air to make Choso sneeze. It was the perfect day to go to the skate park.

“Got your helmet?” And of course he was going to bring his little brother Yuji along with him.

“Mhmm!” The excited six year old nodded, nearly falling over as he held up his little helmet covered in sparkly Kirby stickers. Heading out of the house, Yuji ran down the steps, leaving Choso behind to carry his bike and his own skateboard.

“Your backpack, don’t forget this!” Holding up the tiny bag, Choso shrugged his own bag on. Yuji’s didn’t have much in it besides a few bandaids and a bag of chips. Holding his arms up at the bottom of the steps, Yuji waited for Choso to put it on him.

“This is gonna be great!” As soon as he could, Yuji ran down the street with Choso taking longer strides behind him. The walk to the skate park wasn’t far, and they got there in no time to see a couple other people Choso’s age riding around.

“What do you want to do first, do you want to take off the training wheels right away?” Setting Yuji’s bike down, Choso dug in his back for the screwdriver he brought.

“Yeah!” Hopping on the bike, Yuji bounced up and down impatiently, already dreaming of how he was going to fly through the air on the bike. Tossing the now useless wheels to the side, Choso pressed his hand to Yuji’s back.

“I’m going to hold onto you for a little bit to make sure you don’t fall, okay?”

“I’m not a baby!” Yuji shouted, trying to shake off Choso’s hand.

“You’re my baby and I want you to be safe.” Gripping the back of his shirt, Choso stilled Yuji. “Now try to push off.”

Lifting his feet off the ground, Yuji let out a short yelp as he began to sway side to side. Nearly falling several times, he refused to give up and with an almost angry pout on his face he was able to push the pedals and get the wheels spinning forward.

“I’m doing it!” He gasped, looking down at his feet and the way he wasn’t falling over anymore.

“You’re doing great!” Choso jogged a bit behind him, ultimately letting go and watching Yuji ride around in a wide circle.

“Did you see me? Did you?” Coming to a shaky stop, Yuji leapt off his bike and grabbed onto Choso’s shirt, tugging on it.

“I did, you were awesome.” Scooping the young boy up, Choso gave him a big hug. Squirming out of his hold, Yuji picked up his bike again.

“Ride your skateboard with me!” Yuji didn’t wait for Choso to respond, already stumbling to a start on his bike. Tucking their things underneath a tree with a couple other people's belongings, Choso let his board clatter to the ground and stepped on it, pushing off and meeting up with Yuji in no time.

As they rode around, avoiding any big dips or curves, Choso let his eyes wander across the park. There were a fair few people here, a couple that he recognized doing tricks in the bowl and sitting on the sidelines. Later, when Yuji was tired from riding on his bike and he didn’t have to pay attention to him too much, Choso would do some tricks as well and see if he could do anything new.

“Look Yuji, another kid your age is here.” With a little mop of messy black hair, the scowling child had a tiny little skateboard in hand. His helmet was strapped to his backpack that no doubt carried all his protective gear as well.

“I know him, he’s a new kid! He just joined last month.” Stopping slowly, Yuji stared quite obviously at the other boy. “His name is Megumi.”

“Why don’t you go over and ask if he wants to ride around with you?” Choso pushed Yuji towards the boy, finding himself intrigued with the adult that was following him. Riding over to the Megumi, Yuji leaned forward on his handlebars.

“Megumi?” He called out and the boy turned, his eyes widening upon seeing Yuji and Choso. “D’ya wanna ride together?” Megumi was silent, his lips forming a tight line on his face. Glancing at Choso, Megumi scrambled behind the person with him.

“Sorry, he’s a little shy.” You answered, trying to tug him off your pant leg. Smoothing a hand on his back, you leaned down to Megumi. “Is this a boy from your school?” Megumi nodded silently. “Do you want to ride around with him? I bet he’d let you hold onto his handlebars to balance.”

Megumi mumbled something indistinguishable to Choso, but apparently you heard it and understood. There was a quick back and forth and a rushed promise that you’d stay close by, and then Megumi was slowly tiptoeing out from behind you.

“Okay.” Clutching his board to his chest, Megumi looked at Choso and his own board.

“How long have you been skateboarding?” Choso asked, smiling at him. Megumi held up a five and you giggled.

“He’s been doing it for five months now.” Answering for him, you unclip his helmet and plop it on his head. “Show him your board, baby.” Flexing his little fingers, Megumi turned it around, showcasing the underside of the board.

“Cool!” Yuji gasped, stepping closer and pointing at the large wolf painted across the bottom.

“Thanks.” Megumi whispered, smiling softly despite himself.

“You wanna see mine?” Bending down so both boys could see clearly, Choso flipped his over. The deck was horribly scraped and scratched from grinding on metal and concrete and so were the trucks, but you could still make out the dragon design that was once there.

“That’s really cool.” Running his hand along the bottom, Megumi’s eyes gleamed with wonder.

“I can teach you some skating stuff later if you want.” Standing up straight, Choso flicked his eyes over to you. He really wanted you to accept the offer, he wanted an excuse to try and talk to you.

“Y-yes please!” Bouncing on his toes, Megumi looked over at you. “Can he, (Y/N)?”

“Of course!” Giving him a big thumbs up, you fished out his pads from his little backpack. “You have to put your gear on first though.”

Megumi rushed to put his gear on and in no time he and Yuji were riding around the flat parts of the park, both wobbly and slightly unsteady on their feet. Choso sat next to you on a bench and watched them, letting the sounds of the other park goers fill the silence between you.

“I never introduced myself! I’m (Y/N)!” The abruptness of your voice surprised him, but Choso was glad you broke the silence first because he was too nervous to. Waving and smiling at him, you didn’t seem to notice the blush beginning to coat Choso’s cheeks. “I’m Megumi’s older sibling, we just moved to the area not too long ago.”

“Oh uhm yeah, Yuji said that Megumi was a new student.” Nodding dumbly, Choso smiled nervously.

“Yuji is your brother's name?”

“Mhmm! And I’m Choso.” He quickly tacked on, almost forgetting to tell you his own name.

“It’s nice to meet you, Choso. I hope our brothers get along well.” Taking a look over at the two of them, you smiled. “Well actually, I don’t think I have to worry about that.” Pointing over to them, you and Choso shared a soft laugh at watching Megumi and Yuji chase each other around, their wheels lying forgotten on the grass.

“I’m not surprised, Yuji is really outgoing.” Choso had to bite back the stupid grin he had wanting to bubble to the surface. His little brother's ability to make friends with anyone was unexpectedly starting to pay off. If Yuji could make a good bond with Megumi, Choso had no doubt he’d be seeing the two of you again.

“Have you been skating long, Choso?” Your hand skims the edge of the board resting on his lap.

“I started when I was Yuji’s age.” He could remember clearly the very first time he rode a skateboard and the first time he fell off it too. “Do you skate or anything, (Y/N)?”

“I could never!” Rubbing the back of your neck, you laugh, feeling embarrassment come over you at your next words. “I tried to ride Megumi’s little skateboard one time and fell right on my face!”

“Ouch, really?” Laughing a little as well, Choso fiddled with the wheels. “If you want, I can teach you too. It’s not that hard, you just have to balance a little and-”

“(Y/N)!” A sharp wail cut Choso off and you both looked over to where it came from. Clutching his knee, Megumi had tripped and fallen over a ramp. Walking over swiftly, it was a relief to see only a few drops of blood on Megumi’s knee.

“It’s okay, it’s just a little scrape.” Running your hands through his unruly hair, you pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Do you want a bandaid?”

“I have one!” Yuji shot up, running past Choso and grabbing his backpack. He had a handful of bandaids and laid them in Megumi’s lap. “I have spiderman and hello kitty!” Picking up a sparkly one with strawberries, he held it out to you. “This one’s my favorite!”

“Thanks.” Meguim’s voice wavered slightly and he sniffled a little, but he took the bandaid out of Yuji’s hand and gave it to you to put on him.

“Okay, you’re all better. Go play some more.” A few minutes later Megumi was back on his feet, making sure to stay away from the big structures sticking out of the ground. Sticking around a few seconds longer, you exhaled sharply and turned to Choso.

“So, what was that about teaching me how to skate?”

Choso had never been happier about his decision to come out to the park today. While he loved spending time with his little brother, more than anything else in the world, getting to know you was something that was beginning to rival it.

With his helmet slapped on your head, you looked adorably scared to step on his board. Choosing a corner where no one would skate by, you gripped a concrete column tightly and put a tentative foot on the board.

“I’m scared.” You whined, glancing up at Choso and then back down to your foot.

“Let go of that thing, put more of your weight on the board.” He beckoned you closer, holding out both hands for you to take. Pressing your foot more firmly, you slowly inched your way off the column.

“Oh shit!” Just as you were going to take your other foot off the ground, the board began to slide underneath you. Flailing your arms, you jumped off and a few feet away. “I almost died!”

“It’s okay!” Choso laughed at your dramatics, stopping the board before it could slide too far away. “Take my hand and step on again.”

“You better not let me fall!” Pointing threateningly at him, you took a deep breath and put your foot back on. Bypassing his hand, you gripped his shoulder tightly and shuffled both feet on.

“Bend your knees a little.” Choso’s hand was hovering near your waist. He wasn’t sure if he should grab it or not to help you balance, but you quickly made that decision for him by nearly falling as you leaned too far forward.

“Choso!”

“I got you!” Saving you from certain death, Choso hugged you close to him, putting his foot in front of the wheels to stop it from sliding back and forth. Your fingers were clutching his t-shirt tightly, leaving deep wrinkles in the fabric.

“I don’t think I can do this.” Shaking your head, you forced yourself to stand up straight.

“You haven’t even pushed off yet.” Keeping his hand on your back, Choso let you squeeze the life out of his other hand.

“I don’t know if I want to, you saw me almost die just now.”

“Emphasis on almost.” He chuckled when you swatted at his chest. “Just try it once and then you can say you did it.”

“If I break a leg my mom will be pissed.”

“Don’t break a leg then and you’ll be fine.”

“Shut up.” Giggling at his comment, you squared your shoulders and looked forward. “Okay, I’m going.”

Choso talked you through pushing off, telling you where to put your foot and how to balance on the board while you pressed against the ground. He pulled you along as well, trying to help build up enough speed.

“You’re doing it!” He shouted, trying to let go of you as you started to cruise. You laughed loudly and breathlessly, heart pounding in your ears and legs shaking terribly as you fought to control your body.

“I-I am!” Letting go of Choso’s hand, you slid up to grip his arm. The tiny breaks in the cement were nothing, barely making a dent as you rode over them. What did make a dent, however, was when Choso fully stepped away from you right as the wheels met resistance on a big crack in the ground.

Luckily there was grass in front of you that you could fall into, and you did so with a loud shout accompanying it. With your hands outstretched to break your fall, your knees met the dirt hard and the whole ordeal knocked the wind out of you.

“You okay?” Choso was hunched over you, eyes wide as he knelt down beside you. Taking a moment to roll over and catch your breath, you sat up on your elbow only to be knocked down by Megumi tumbling into you.

“(Y/N)!” Wrapping his arms around your neck, he smooshed his cheek against yours. “You fell!” Nodding at the obvious statement, you wheezed as he squeezed you a bit harder. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, baby.” Blinking hard as you tried to reorientate yourself, you saw Yuji with his bandaids out.

“Do you need one?” Holding up a large yellow one, he looked you over with the seriousness of a doctor.

“No Yuji, I’m good, not bleeding anywhere.” Patting Megumi’s back, you sat up straighter and eventually made your way back on your feet. “But I think I’m good for now on learning how to skateboard.” Brushing the dirt off your clothes, you glared at the crack you had tripped over.

“That’s fair.” Choso nodded, taking his helmet back from you.

“Don’t get hurt again.” Megumi chided, patting the parts of your body he could reach.

“Promise I won’t.” Hooking your pinky with his, you shook your hands together.”

“Hey Megumi, do you want to skateboard with me?” The question from Choso made Megumi immediately turn away from you, forgetting all about his fallen sibling and nodding so hard he almost fell over.

“Yes!” Megumi ran to grab his things, rushing to put his gear back on and meet Choso at a small ramp. You and Yuji trailed behind, choosing another ramp close by to play with. Yuji had gotten more familiar with his bike, only needing help stopping and staying balanced at times.

“(Y/N), do you and Megumi live close to the park?” He asked, doing circles around you.

“Mhmm, we do.”

“We live close too!” Yuji gasped, taking a second to look at you before going back to his task. “We come all the time, you should come too. And bring Megumi.”

“I have a feeling we’ll be coming by a lot.” You snorted, looking up to see Megumi going down a tiny ramp with Choso right beside him. Megumi was utterly enamored with the older man, completely focused on what he was saying and doing.

Hours passed of the four of you playing together in the park. Megumi showed off his ability to go down a ramp without falling many times, and he and Yuji raced on their respective wheels from one end of the park to the other. You also ate lunch together, Choso chatting you up when he could and ignoring the tingle of nervousness at the back of his mind.

“Ice cream!” As the sun began to set and the clouds were dyed a pastel orange, the shout from another kid alerted Yuji and Megumi, and the distinctive melody of the ice cream man flowed through the air.

“Choso!”

“(Y/N)!” Both boys gasped, looking between you with wide, hopeful eyes.

“I’ll buy.” Choso already had his wallet out and was getting up from the spot in the grass you’d chosen to take up residence in.

“Are you su-”

“Yay!” Jumping up as well, Yuji and Megumi ran to get in line for ice cream.

“Be back in a sec.” Choso didn’t give you the chance to argue about who would pay, already walking over to join them. In just a few minutes time, they were back with big smiles on their faces.

“Look, we got the same one!” Yuji announced to you, holding up the spongebob ice cream he and Megumi both got. “It’s got gum for eyes.”

“Here, we got you one too.” Choso handed you a frozen treat, munching on his own. “Megumi said you liked ice cream sandwiches.”

“You didn’t have to.” Taking a bite, a delightful shiver went up your spine as the treat came in contact with your teeth.

“I wanted to.” He shrugged, eating his ice cream quickly and crumpling up the wrapper. Choso was itching to skate a bit, try some new tricks and potentially show off to you, and now was a good time: there weren’t as many people left at the skatepark, most tired out from a full day and going home.

“I’m gonna skate around a bit.” He announced after gathering up the courage. Picking his board up, Choso made a point to put his helmet on. He wanted to set a good example for Yuji and Megumi and cracking his skull open on the concrete wasn’t the way to achieve that.

“You guys have to watch! Choso is really good at skateboarding!” Yuji was the best wingman Choso could ask for and he didn’t even have to tell him to do anything. Moving closer to the bowl, as you sat down on a bench, both Yuji and Megumi cuddled into your sides.

Choso started off slow, cruising and going over smooth inclines. He’d done many dangerous stunts before in front of a lot of different people, but having you here was making him a bit timid and as he did a kickflip he could only hope you found it exciting.

He refused to look at you as he did a few tricks, grinding down a handrail and popping his board up. A few times he fell or stumbled off and an embarrassed blush overtook his face, contrary to how he would normally brush off any mistakes he made.

“Choso go down there!” Yuji shouted, pointing at the large bowl encompassing the middle of the park.

“Okay!” He yelled back, riding over to it and dropping in with no hesitation. There wasn’t anyone else in with him, so he had full range to do whatever he wanted. Going as fast as he could, his shirt clung to his body from the force of the wind passing by.

“Woah!” Megumi shouted, lurching forward to see Choso carving across a curve and popping up, flipping his board in the air a few times before landing back down and skating away. “(Y/N) did you see that?!”

“I did.” As impressed as you were by the trick, Megumi was ten times that. Every single move, Megumi was inch further and further off the bench until he was right at the edge of the bowl and bouncing up and down in excitement.

“C’mere.” Hopping out, Choso lifted Megumi under his armpits and put him on the board. Setting his feet around Megumi, Choso dropped back in, holding the boy around his waist as they pumped up and over curves. Megumi let out happy squeals as they rode up ramps and along the railing of the bowl.

After both Yuji and Megumi had a chance to ride in the bowl with Choso, they were properly exhausted. Flopping onto you once more, they were almost too tired to watch Choso finish his run.

When it was time to leave, Choso was pleasantly surprised to learn that you lived in the same direction as him, getting the chance to walk you home.

“So uh, what’d you think?” He asked as you headed out of the park, Yuji half asleep in his arms. “Of my skating.”

“It was really cool.” You flashed him a smile, your own little brother walking slowly next to you. “And I know Megumi loved it too.”

“Awesome.” Letting out a quick sigh of relief, Choso rushed out his next words. “I should give you my number so our brothers can hang out again.”

“Totally! Yuji was saying earlier that he wanted me to bring Megumi back to the park.” Choso would seriously have to thank Yuji later. He quickly got your number, already trying to cook up a reason to text you that wasn’t related to his brother.

“You live here?” Coming upon your house, Choso’s brows rose. “We live just down the street, at the end of the block.” It makes sense now why there were moving vans here just a few weeks ago.

“Guess that makes us neighbors, huh?” Ruffling Megumi’s hair, you gestured to Choso. “Say goodbye, baby.”

“Bye Choso, bye Yuji.” Megumi waved, already shuffling toward the front door. Yuji barely waved back, snuggling closer into Choso’s shoulder.

“I’ll text you later, okay? Maybe we can get frozen yogurt or something?” You said, beginning to slide your feet across the pavement after Megumi. Choso was probably just projecting his own emotions but he could have sworn you looked a little nervous asking.

“That’d be awesome.” A light blush dusted his cheeks and he nodded like a fool. “I’m free whenever.”

“See you later.” Giving one last final wave, you closed the door behind you, leaving Choso on the sidewalk. Turning abruptly, he walked down to his house, keeping his head down to avoid anyone seeing the large, uninhibited smile on his cheeks. He was really happy he went to the park today.

#jujutsu kaisen #choso #choso x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #jujutsu kaisen fanfic

[tenkasato]

Nuisance

Scenario: You finally get to spend the afternoon with your busy boyfriend Yuuji. Everything was perfect until one irksome parasite decided to crash the party.

Pairing: Itadori Yuuji x reader, Ryomen Sukuna x reader

“Aren't we watching the movie Gojo-sensei recommended?”

You cherished moments like these, idle hours of the day spent in your room wrapped inside Itadori Yuuji’s embrace. His arms were secured around your waist, his face nuzzling the crook of your neck. 

“Just a moment,” he whispered and planted a soft kiss on your nape.

You laughed at his lazy plea. You turned around so that you were facing him and placed the palms of your hand on his cheeks. 

“I’m sure watching the movie is more productive than just taking a nap on my bed, Yuuji,” you chided.

“It's your fault for smelling so good today!” he whined good-naturedly. 

Butterflies burst in your tummy. But you kept up with the aloof act and quirked your brows. “I’m using the same soap and shampoo, you know.”

“Please?” he said, inching closer ‘til your noses touched. “Five more minutes?”

You shook your head fondly. With a click of your tongue, you relented. “You spoiled baby, Fine. Do whatever you want.”

You were rewarded by a quick peck on the lips. Yuuji pulled you closer to his chest and rested his chin atop your head.

You heard him sigh in satisfaction. This made you smile.

As a first year in Jujutsu Tech, Yuuji barely gets to spend quality time with you like this with all the assignments he gets on a daily basis. You were content on staying by the sidelines, collecting important intel for the next exorcism. You were exceptionally good at it. Yuuji had never failed to pepper you with praises whenever he could. Needless to say, both of you were always chasing for time. It was a luxury. You desperately wanted to spend these rare free times with him next to you.

So when you feel his fingers digging into your hip, your stomach turned. 

Realization immediately set in, but it was too late. Before you could push yourself away, strong arms were secured around you. Your smile contorted into a vicious glare. 

“My, my, little miss. You’re getting better and better at this,” he chuckled darkly, Yuuji’s warm, boyish voice replaced by a guttural baritone. 

You met his feral eyes. Black markings decorated his face. An atrocious mouth was gouged into his cheek. And that smile, that infuriating, malicious smirk worn by the face of your boyfriend, made your blood boil. Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, has decided to grace you with his presence. 

Fantastic. The first time it's happened, you panicked. 

In a flash, Megumi burst into Yuuji’s room the moment your shrill voice rang the whole dormitory. Yuuji gained control almost immediately after Megumi’s entrance. The second time, it was during your dinner date. The third, when you two were swimming. Then, the fourth. And the fifth. By the time the sixth came, your patience had run out. Who used to be a horrific enmity to you was now reduced to an infuriating nuisance. 

Lucky for you, the jackass had been harmless during those encounters. If you knew better, you’d think he was doing this on purpose just to mess with Yuuji. 

"Do me a favor, and crawl back into that hole you came from. I would like to have my boyfriend back any time now," came your snarky reply.

Boisterous laughter shook his body. He swooped in for your lips but you leaned back just in time to dodge. 

"Not even a ‘hello’?" he teased. 

"Hello," you shot back sarcastically. 

The half-smile on his face never left even with the poison in your tone. Amused, he pulled you forward. You felt his warm lips brushing over your pulse, his warm breath tickling your throat. You slackened in his hold. You were hypersensitive in that area of your flesh, and having him this close undid you pleasantly, much to your chagrin. 

"You're such a feisty little thing, it makes me want to choke you," he purred. He trailed a finger across your collarbone. "No wonder this boy couldn't get enough of you."

You bat the obtrusive hand away. "I'd like to think that's far from the reason he likes me. Besides, aren't you the one obsessed with me?"

"How bold of you to say that. Well, for the many things we fight about, that brat and I can agree on one thing."

You narrowed your eyes. "And that is?"

"Your scent absolutely drives me mad." 

You weren't ready for him. Sukuna flipped you over to your back and pinned your hands above your head. 

You swallowed thickly and said, "For the last time, Sukuna, give Yuuji's body back."

The devilish grin stretched his lips. His eyes flared with thirst. "How about n---"

You smashed your mouth with his, effectively silencing him. With your eyes squeezed shut, you crushed his lips hungrily. You felt him resist in utter surprise but that only encouraged you to deepen the kiss by grabbing his shirt. 

In the fit of all your rage, you slowly felt him relaxing to you. His lips started to move in synchrony with yours. His touch became gentle and more careful. 

When you parted, you were elated to see Yuuji pouting at you. 

"You kissed him!" he complained. His cheeks were tinged pink. 

You laughed and cupped his face. "Sorry. It was the only way I could think of to bring you back in control."

"By making me jealous?" he huffed. 

You shrugged. "It worked, right?"

He grumbled under his breath. You swore you could hear him promising to kick Sukuna's ass the next time he had the chance. The rest of sentences bubbled down to nothing when you closed your eyes and beckoned him closer. 

Yuuji understood and sighed. He laid his head on your chest where your heart beat the loudest, his hand buried in your hair. 

“Sorry, Yuuji,” you said.

“It’s okay. I’m not mad. Next time, I promise, I’ll take care of it.”

You smiled. Yeah. Yuuji would definitely kick Sukuna's ass next time. 

But you took pride in being able to do so way before Yuuji did.

#itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x reader #itadori x you #itadori yuuji #jjk #jujustu kaisen #sukuna x you #jjk fanfic

[simp4fictionalguys]

Hey, can I request a Gojou Satoru x f! Tsundere! reader who's also a teacher and shaman plzzz?👀👉👈

Hey! Another jjk request?👀 Hell yeah! The first episode is out and the opening is a banger! I’m so excited for my babies 🥺 Also! I’m sorry I answered so late! I don’t know if I made a good tsundere 😅 but I hope you like it!

“I can’t believe you didn’t join Megumi on the mission!” Y/n was fuming. She thought that Gojo was smart but you learn new things everyday, right?

“Come on Y/n, I didn’t know that it was an special-grade cursed object.”

“And if you had known, you would have gone?”

Gojo shrugged, his face was painted with his smirk. Y/n let out another groan of annoyance.

Gojo saw her walking faster towards where Megumi was. He put his arms behind his head while following his colleague. He loves messing with her, her reactions are what he lives for.

“You shouldn’t frown like that Y/n, it’s going to ruin your perfect face!”

The woman turned bright red, she prayed that Gojo didn’t notice, however, her red ears were a give away of his success.

“Shut up!”

Chuckling, Gojo kept following her.

After a while the two of them where in the destination. The two shamans could hear Megumi talking to someone. Y/n hurried her steps towards the sound while Gojo took his time.

“Megumi!”

“Yo! What’s the situation?”

Fushiguro flinched at the sound, surprised to find two of his teachers calling for him.

“Wha-“

Gojo raised his hand, greeting him, while Y/n hugged him.

“Y/n-sensei! Gojo-sensei!” Y/n left her embrace to see how Megumi was doing or if he had a deep wound. She treats him like a little brother, her tsundere tendencies didn’t show up with him, unlike her relationship with Gojo.

“What’re you doing here?!” Fushiguro was sure that Gojo wouldn’t come to help, and he didn’t want Y/n to see him like a week boy, it made him feel embarrassed.

“The higher ups told us to come here the moment they knew it was a special-grade.” Y/n explain, she straightened her body after checking if Fushiguro was injured, her attention now focused in the other person close to them.

“I only agreed to come if Y/n goes on a date with me. Ah! And to see the sights.”

“What’s wrong with you, you big pain in the ass!” The woman attempted to hit him but he dodge her efforts. She gave up but the redness in her face didn’t go away. Fushiguro didn’t know how to react to their interactions. It was always the same.

“So-“ Gojo grasped the woman wrists, stoping her movements. “Did you find it?”

Y/n got out of his grip rather aggressively but Gojo didn’t mind. She cursed him under her breath while rubbing her wrist. Y/n let out a sigh regaining her composure and focusing on the topic ahead.

“Did you find the object?” Gojo asked the black haired boy while taking a picture of him. This irked the young shaman but he chose to ignore it.

“Um...”

The three of them turned to look at the shirtless boy in front of them. Itadori raised his left hand unconsciously while pointing a finger at himself.

“I’m sorry... I ate it...”

The scene was filled with silence. The two older shamans just looked at the shirtless boy not believing him.

Y/n leaned a little toward Fushiguro. “Is he joking...?”

“No, he really did it...”

Gojo walked towards Itadori, standing in front of him taking a closer look. Y/n stayed beside Fushiguro.

“Haha! You’re not kidding! They’re combined.” He stepped away from the boy.

“What do you think he’ll do?” Fushiguro asked the woman who was watching how Gojo asked the boy to switch to Sukuna again.

“Something stupid...”

She watched Gojo put his hands in his knees while moving his shoulders. ‘Don’t tell me...’ It didn’t take long for her to figure out what Gojo was planing to do. She knew how he always starts stretching before fighting.

She didn’t know why she got up so fast, it left her mind kind of blurred.

“Gojo...!”

“Ten seconds. You have to take control over your body again after ten seconds.”

The man stopped stretching, the smile in his face still present. He tossed his bag towards Fushiguro.

“Hold this for me, will ya?”

It irked Fushiguro what the bag had inside. Gojo went to buy food for himself while he was searching for a special-grade object.

‘This guy is unbelievable’

Gojo sensed Y/n’s worries for him, he turned to look at her and offer an smile, his blindfolded eyes met hers, full of concern in them, he felt something in his chest seeing how worried she is for him. However, Y/n broke the connection, turning her head aside while huffing.

Gojo chuckled weakly.

“I’m not sure about this...” He turned his attention to the boy who ate the finger. Gojo smirked at the boy.

“Don’t worry! I’m the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer!”

Gojo heard Y/n murmured something under her breath about him just showing off.

“Hey! Don’t go ruining my reputation Y/n!”

“Shut up! Focus on your fight!”

“Behind you!”

Sukuna had taken over the boy’s body. While Gojo was teasing Y/n, Sukuna jumped behind him ready to kill him. However, Gojo moved like nothing. Now behind Sukuna, he snapped his fingers.

“I have a pretty girl and my student watching...”

Taking the curse’s extended arm from his previous attack, Gojo locked his right arm, giving Sukuna a clean hit in the back of his head.

“... I hope you don’t mind me showing off a little.”

“Looks like he’ll be fine.”

Y/n and Fushiguro stayed in the sidelines watching the fight. Gojo had the upper hand in every movement. There wasn’t much time left for the ten seconds to be fulfilled.

“...Should be about time.”

And just like that, Sukuna disappeared. The boy had regain control over his body.

Y/n huffed for the third time in the day. She left Fushiguro’s side, going beside Gojo to see how the boy was doing.

“You can control it! That’s a surprise.”

“Yeah, but i can still hear his voice, is kind of annoying...”

“Kid, it’s a miracle that you only have that side effect.” Y/n crossed her arms in a way to show dominance in front of the boy. It was the least she could do if he was taller than her.

“I’m Y/n, by the way.” She extended her hand for him to shake.

“Oh! Nic-“ The moment Itadori touched her he went unconscious. Y/n had electric abilities, it didn’t take her a lot of effort to knock him out.

“Were you worried about me Y/n?” Instead of deciding what to do with the possible vessel resting in her arms, Gojo chose to tease her.

“Huh?! No! I could care less!”

She tossed the boy to Gojo who caught him with easy.

“Don’t lie Y/n-chan!”

“Ew! Don’t call me that!”

The constant bickering worn Fushiguro out, he chose to ask instead and interrupt the argument.

“Hey! What did you do to him?”

“He’s knocked out.” Y/n crossed her arms, leaving Gojo’s side. He took this as a win for his teasing with how red her face was.

“Like Y/n said. Also, if he wakes up and he isn’t possessed he might have potential to be a vessel.” Turning serious, Gojo asked Fushiguro. “What do I do with him?”

Y/n observed how hesitant Fushiguro was with the question.

“Even if that’s a possibility... Under the Jujutsu regulations... he has to be executed...”

“Megumi...”

“But I don’t want him to die!”

Y/n smiled at her student. ‘Guess i don’t have to worry about it.’

“Is that a personal opinion?”

“Yes. Please do something about it.”

“Heh... Leave it to me then!”

Gojo smiled at Fushiguro, giving him a thumb up.

Y/n rolled her eyes at his boyish act. However, she couldn’t help but smile at how much Gojo cares about his students.

“I know you’re smiling Y/n~”

Her smile disappeared instantly, replacing it with a frown. Instead of staying with him she chose to help Fushiguro, beginning to walk away from the blindfolded shaman.

“Come on Y/n! I thought we had something!” Gojo faked a pained tone, his face showed a smirk.

Y/n just kept walking, ignoring his constant teasing and flirting. Fushiguro glace at his teacher, her face was red.

“Shut up Gojo!”

Fushiguro sighed, it’s going to be a long way home.

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[seoafin]

geto & toji’s back muscle + the big hands,,, got me on my knees (this probs started bc i watched free! back then)

SHSHSJWJJS can’t stop thinking abt gojo and mc in the tea cup ride but his legs are too long for it so he ends up taking a video of mc, tsumiki and megumi from the sidelines (he’ll make the accidental ugly shots as his avi of either his : 1) line account [rip mc have no idea why ppl (higher ups) looking at her with pity in their eyes], 2) social medias. maybe he’d print a small polaroid of a candid shot and kept it in his wallet for a while. shoko noticed but she didn’t do anything aside from calling him gross, considered snitching to rip mc after her lab getting blasted off bc of a training (mc was more than happy to get an extra desk in her room, gojo tried but was kick out)

and him asking rip mc to ride the ferris wheel in tdl with him (alone), but mc end up taking megumi & tsumiki along like : “? it’d be fun if we all ride it together 😁”

gojo : .....(it’s not his first nor it’d be the last of mc unintentionally cockblocking him)

ALSO YANKII! MEGUMI GOT ME CRYING, U RLY WOULDNT EXPECT IT IF AKUTAMI NEVER DRAW HIS MIDDLE SCHOOL BACKSTORY ESPECIALLY THE WAY HE TALKED TO PPL IN THE RAW IS WAY MORE RUDE THAT IT SEEMS COMPARED TO THE ENG TRANSLATIONS - 😭

now u got me thinking abt i rlly like u...again. rip mc accidentally meeting i rlly like u! mc after the school called bc of megumi beating ppl up left and right, and saw i rlly like u mc tending to his wounds when it’s time to bring him back + the tender look in his eyes when irlu! mc was talking about the pudding she had for lunch. rip mc didn’t pried at first but stares

and megumi scaring the shit out of mc when he got out of the shower bc of the uncanny resemblance to toji

what are the odds of ijichi getting the coin after suing gojo, he had ENOUGH of gojo’s bullshit

ANYWAYS THANK U FOR THE FOOD 💞 - 🐱

IJICHI SUING GOJO FOR EMOTIONAL DISTRESS LMFAOSJSJDJKEJDNDNX

mans would have a whole ass case for that too I'm dead

gojo being too tall for the kids rides i— yeah that sounds about right. if gojo made an ugly picture of me his bg i would simply break up with him. the kicker is that gojo probably just thought it was a nice picture of you cue the “why are you so mad” manga panel LOL

I am literally such a sucker for those cute ass Ferris wheel scenes in shoujo mangas. Also in Pokémon B/W that Ferris wheel with N was life changing!! My otp!!!

megumi was so outta pocket and I find it so funny that it’s only been like 1-2 years since he was a delinquent. the way he acts you'd think it was something that happened ages ago!!! that was you yesterday mr!!!!! 😭

I've actually gotten a couple requests for more drabbles in the irllylikeyou series and now you’re making me want to revisit it bc I rlly vibe with her energy. rip!mc is happy megumi has someone but at the same time you can't help but be sad he's growing up 😢

ALSO ARE YOU A MIND READER

I literally have a drabble in mind where you wake up from a nightmare while ur sleeping over @ megumi's and megumi wakes you up and you think he's toji—

angst with fluff ending??? 😁

#make his pockets hurt ijichi!!! #i have to make a gojo cockblock series or smt #🐱 anon #.bba