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tea-and-conspiracy · 2 years

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Prompt 9: Yawn

Persephone glanced over her shoulder as the classroom door creaked open. The hopeful side of her imagined the teacher finally coming out to relieve them of their punishment; the other half of her, knowing better, did not expect that to be the case. Sure enough, a familiar figure was nudged out the door hard enough to knock his cowl from his snowy head. Hythlodaeus snickered as Hades came to join him and Persephone in the Shame Corner.

“What was it this time?” Hythlodaeus asked.

Hades grumbled and pulled his hood down over his face. “I fell asleep. Again.”

“It’s not your fault his classes are so boring,” Persephone said.

“No, it’s just...he’s wrong.” Hades frowned, plopping down onto a stool beside them. There were always three kept in the corner now, so often did the trio fill it. “But he won’t listen to me when I tell him I can see the dead, so...I just stopped listening. And then I fell asleep, I guess.”

Persephone blinked. “Really? He was lecturing on the underworld again?”

“You really need to last an entire class, Seph,” Hythlodaeus said, grinning guiltily on her behalf. “We’ve been discussing it for the past week.”

“You’re one to talk! Talking is why you’re here!”

“And arguing is why you’re here.”

They laughed together. Hades did not.

“Ah well.” Hythlodaeus folded his arms behind his head and leaned back with a brilliant smile. “Misery loves company, right? At least we’re in this together.”

And on cue the hall filled with a resonant tone. The doors burst open almost simultaneously, and children of all ages came pouring out. The trio sat back to allow the sea of black robes to pass; there would be no recess for them this day, yet again.

And naturally, that caught attention: not from the adults, who by now were tired of them, but from their own classmates. Competition started early in Amaurot, though nobody liked to talk about it – and the sight of repeat offenders, of troublemakers, was too much for some egos. Lately it’d been the same pack of five up their robes: three boys and two girls who were always at the top of their class. Sure enough they ignored the yard in favor of making a beeline for the Shame Corner instead.

“No...” Hades seethed between his teeth as they approached. Hythlodaeus shrunk away.

Persephone immediately rose to her feet to stand in between everyone.

“We don’t want to hear it, Ascalaphus,” she announced. “You already sound like a broken concept.”

“You’d know broken concepts pretty well, wouldn’t you?” he asked, reeking of smug. “I’d assume that’s all any of you can produce – what, with you and Hades kicked out of class half the time, and...”

And then he began to giggle as he looked to Hythlodaeus. His patsies followed suit.

“And then there’s him.”

“Be silent,” she warned.

Now Hades was on his feet too, glowering sullenly at the lot.

“Oooh, we made the dead boy mad,” said one of the girls. “Look out, he might sulk on us.”

But they’d mastered their bullying by now: distract Persephone and Hades so that one of them could move around and grab Hythlodaeus. He was careful not to make any noise as they shoved him up against the wall, laughing as they tore off his mask to shame him.

“He even looks weak!” one of the boys said. “I bet there’s not a drop of aether in his body! Did your mother have to create your robes for you?”

That’s all it took. Persephone instantly swung for the nearest one, driving him off of her friend. Hades shouldered into the other, shoving him aside. Before either of them could even hit the ground, she pirouetted about on one foot and smashed her fist straight into Ascalaphus’ nose, hard enough to crack his mask. He staggered back in horror as blood began to pour from his nostrils.

“Cease this at once!” commanded a voice, freezing all of them in place. A potent magic – and not the first time it’d been used against them.

The children all slid their eyes down the hall. Their teacher stood there, along with the Headmaster and a woman wearing a black mask. Everyone’s heart collectively plummeted at the sight of her.

Oh no.

Only one person was ever allowed to wear that mask.

When their parents heard about this they would all be grounded for eternity. Persephone could already hear her mother making good on the threat to send her to Pandaemonium.

“Mistress Azem, I-I apologize profusely for this unseemly display,” the Headmaster began. “I assure you this is far from a common occurrence at our institution. These children will be disciplined--”

“If I may, Headmaster.” Azem cut him off with a lofted hand and a gentle smile. “I do not see a lack of discipline, but rather a lack of engagement. I shan’t tell you how to run your school, of course, but if it wouldn’t be too much trouble, may I speak for a time with those three?” And she gestured to Persephone, Hades, and Hythlodaeus.

All three of them exchanged alarmed glances.

“Ah...if...you would like.” The Headmaster sounded perplexed. “But your guest lecture begins in ten minutes...”

“Oh, I won’t be long.” Again, Azem favored him with one of those kind smiles. The Headmaster broke his spell, and with that Azem pulled all three of them aside while their bullies were carted off down the hall.

For once in their lives, the trio behaved. One simply did not disrespect a Convocation member. They bowed their heads and waited patiently for Azem to rebuke them.

“I take it they trouble you often?” she asked gently.

All three of them looked up at her with wide eyes. Her own glowed crystal-blue from behind her mask.

Azem smiled knowingly. “Aye, I know bullies when I see them. It is good of you to protect those in need, though violence shouldn’t always be your first choice.”

“But they’ve hurt him before!” Persephone blurted. “They’re cruel to him just because his aether’s a little thin--”

Hades elbowed her. She reluctantly reigned it in.

Azem paused a moment. “...You are Demeter’s daughter, are you not? I believe I’ve seen you with her around the Words of Halmarut.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Ma’am?” Azem laughed. “Goodness, but you make me sound so old! Just Azem is fine.” And so said she leaned back, considering the three. “I’m going to ask you three something, and I want you to tell me true: why were you in that corner to begin with? Was it for starting fights?”

“Only sometimes,” Persephone murmured. “I argued with my teacher.”

“I was talking to our classmates,” Hythlodaeus admitted.

“I fell asleep in class,” Hades said, in a tone suggesting he was soon to expire from embarrassment.

“I see. Is it fair to say the three of you were bored?”

They blinked up at her. Azem laughed.

“It is not a trick question, dears! Everyone learns differently. Some students thrive in a shared environment like this; others, especially those who struggle with their aether, often require more personalized care. If your teacher does not engage you, it’s quite normal to become bored!” And then she stood, well aware of the clock yet ticking. “I’ll tell you what: I’ll put in a recommendation for a different school for you two. It’s run by a dear friend of mine, and he’s very watchful of his students – I suspect you’ll be able to make much better use of your minds in his care.”

Persephone noticed that she’d been rather deliberately left out. “Er...what about me, Mistress Azem?”

And now Azem turned to her with a conspiratorial wink. “For you, I have a bit of a test. Meet me after classes in the yard today. Can you do that?”

“Mother will be cross if I come home late...”

“I’ll bring you with me back to the Words. She’ll understand.”

Persephone glanced to the boys; Hades just shrugged and Hythlodaeus looked confused. Did this mean she was still in trouble? What could a Convocation member possibly have to test her on?

“Uhm, alright,” she said at last, tugging on her robes. “Can I at least ask what subject the test is about?”

“Oh, nothing terribly cerebral.” And with that Azem turned and began to continue on down the hall, a whisp of white hair falling free of her hood to float in her wake. “Just bring those flighty fists of yours, my dear. I want to see you throw a few more punches.”

#ffxivwrite2022 #hades #hythlodaeus #venat #azem #both of them #ancientposting #good lord #me looking at this prompt like #oh haha yawn Emet-Selch likes to sleep a lot #i'll just bang this out real quick #almost four hours later...#this is why i don't let myself game i get nothing done #fgheruidkgfjd #ah well #enjoy i guess

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pathtohorizon · 1 year

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Sleep is not doing it anymore

i long to decompose

#actually autistic #depressh #executive dysfunction #idkifthisisdepressionornot #just that time of the day one loses interest in living #moving #and thinking #quick reminder #to go eat something #drink some water #streach a lil #yawn like you're the biggest lion ever #we're just a spiral moving through space in a giant rock #nothing and yet everything matters #have a great day everyone

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fearsomeandwretched · 2 years

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My jaw locked open this morning bc of my TMJD and I fixed it by slowly shifting it back in place but now I'm paranoid it's gonna lock again

#it locked when I was yawning #and yawning is usually involuntary and such a quick movement

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mx-paint · 2 months

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The wildest shit is when you criticize the prison "justice" system for Anything, and you'll always *always* get the boot deepthroaters that go "DON'T LIKE HOW WE APPROVE OF MODERN SLAVERY??? LEAVE!!"/"IF YOU THINK THAT THESE CRIMINALS HAVE A RIGHT TO A TRIAL THEN YOU CAN TAKE THEM!!" as if there isn't the fucking chance fate can turn around and put them right next to them, no trial and all.

#anyways even the most dangerous criminals need a trial bc theres going to be the very fair and possible chance of your stupid ass winding up #- right next to them <3 #bc limiting one person from not having a trial for something can lead to them expanding the definition of it #like im glad a whole countries crime rate went down #im glad people can be safe #but going 'yessss no trial slave labor no meat options AND they have to live in cages?!! best plan ever!!!' is the dumbest fucking response #bc yeah sure. maybe theyre only Dangerous Criminals #but then they change the def of what a dangerous criminal is.#like saying you need this to happen in (x) country #especially knowing the lack of justice in the system #its Going to turn bad Very quick #like i hope it goes well there (though theres huge fucking doubt from just hearing how its talked abt)#but saying a place that has a huge fucking problem with wrongfully charging minorities already Needs to have it too #well. i hope a bird shits in your mouth when you yawn that way the shit you spew will be more ironic with the actual shit

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svuguru · 3 months

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Suguru bouncing sleepy you on his cock? :3

— "*hic* Sugu... *Hic* 'm sleepy..." you whine, Suguru's hands on your waist and digging into your flesh as he lifts your body up just a bit then drops it down onto his cock. Your pussy drools on his length, his tip teasing spots in you that has your poor tummy in knots.

"Shh, shh, shh... I know, I know, jus' a little longer, okay? A lil longer for me..." Suguru whispers softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You huff, nodding your head even though you're pouting.

"Mkay, Sugu," you murmur, eyelids heavy and your voice audibly tired. You allow Suguru to do his thing, quick with the way he bounces you on his dick. Your cunt squeezes his girth, soft whimpers of his name leaving your throat with a faint yawn. "*Hic* Sugu, g'na cum," you mumble sleepily, your juices painting his cock.

"Yeah?" 'kay, cum, then, princess," Suguru encourages you, his pace increasing just a smidge to get you closer to release. Your hands dig into his broad shoulders, throwing your head back as you moan and whine. His eyes watch you the whole time, smiling lazily as he witnesses the way your face contorts and shifts as you're coming down. "There's my good girl..."

#jjk x reader #geto x reader #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #jjk smut #geto smut #Suguru geto smut #geto suguru smut #jjk x reader smut #geto x reader smut #suguru geto x reader smut #geto Suguru x reader smut

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idk-bruh-20 · 2 years

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OKOK consider: Peter's rly quiet and still when he sleeps. Like, he's completely different to when he's awake.

Cue Peter falling asleep in the lab, and scaring the shit out of Tony. Falling asleep on the couch after a long patrol, scaring the shit out of Tony. Falling asleep on his bedroom floor, too tired to make it to his bed, and u guessed it: scaring the shit out of Tony. Every time Tony has to ask FRIDAY to run Peter's vitals cuz he's so still when he sleeps that Tony almost finds it disturbing.

After a particularly hard mission with the avengers, Peter collapses on one of the chairs in the quinjet. He wore himself out before the mission even started, cuz it was his first one while Tony and Rhodey were away (Rhodey often babysits Peter on missions when Tony can't be around cuz I think he's cool). The avengers, who have never seen Peter asleep before, and cannot think straight thru their panic r like "oh shit oh shit oh shit Tony's gonna kill us" and they get back to the tower where Tony has landed early so he can greet Peter and the avengers r like "haha heyyy Tony. Ab ur kid..." And someone carries Peter out and it scares the shit out of Tony for like half a second but then he's like "oh yea it does that sometimes" and Peter wakes up like 2mins later completely fine and also put some nice father-son (we ain't nasty here folks) cuddles or smth between the boys cuz I like comfort :)

Amazing yes thank you <3 <3 <3 the angst potential! the overarching sense of unshakeable comfort! we support and adore.

#avengers like: hahaha we're in danger :D #and then tony's just like: okay no let's cut this panic attack short REAL quick because my son is a machine designed to cause me stress #peter: (yawns) what's up guys? ^_^#peter parker #tony stark #irondad and spiderson #iron dad and spider son #ironfam #avengers

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sttoru · 3 months

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·.⌇ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. toji witnesses his son’s first steps and it nearly makes the grown man cry.

wc. 1k

tags. dad!toji x female reader. fluff. reader gets called ‘mama.’ life if gege just gave us what we wanted. ending is a bit rushed if you couldn't tell.

“gumi, look here,” you coo at your child who’s sitting in his playpen. you’re laying against some stuffed animals, too tired to move after doing all kinds of chores. the baby looks up at you with curious eyes and you take your chance to make a silly face.

megumi giggles and responds by throwing a small toy your way. it accidentally hits your head, though luckily it isn’t anything too heavy.

toji, who laid lazily on the opposite side of the playpen, watches the scene unfold. he grins once he sees you rub the spot on your forehead, “oi, megumi, careful with y’r mama.”

you chuckle, dropping your dramatic act. you ruffle megumi’s hair a bit before standing up. a yawn escapes your lips and you stretch your arms above your head—clearly in need of a break.

“i’m gonna take a quick nap, honey,” your eyes meet toji’s. your husband nods and sits up with a groan. he’s also sleepy, but he knows that you did most of the work today. he’ll gladly watch over megumi while you rest and regain your energy.

megumi starts to fuss the moment you step out of the playpen. his tiny hands reach out to you—the little boy clearly too attached to his mother. toji shakes his head and effortlessly picks his son up and puts him on his lap, “naw, y’re stuck with me buddy. mama’s gotta rest.”

megumi squirms around and whimpers. he’s clearly not interested in his dad at the moment. toji sighs and tries his best to keep the baby still, but to no avail.

“mama! mama!” the baby’s cries for you breaks your heart. you stop a a couple steps away and turn around with a pout. you notice how megumi is kicking his legs, thrashing around in toji’s arms in attempt to free himself.

you sigh and crouch down, “gumi, mama’s sleepy. . papa’s gonna play with you, okay?”

megumi, of course, does not understand what you mean. he thinks you’re leaving him alone and it causes him to wail loudly. you’re about to console your son, but backtrack when you notice how megumi’s starting to stand up on his own.

his chubby legs are barely holding his body weight up. the balance is hard to find for the baby, yet he still does his utmost best. he nearly trips from just standing.

even toji looks on with wide eyes and a hint of a prideful grin on his lips. he’s silently encouraging his son in his head.

“ma..ma,” megumi babbles. he almost topples over, but toji’s quick reflexes come in handy. a big hand keeps the baby standing straight. the dark-haired man carefully lets go again, however keeps his hand near his son’s body. just in case.

neither toji nor you could believe what was happening. you both watch in awe as megumi’s left foot moves forward—the right one copying that same movement.

your precious boy, taking his first steps right in front of you both to witness. it’s a heartwarming sight. you hold your breath and toji’s lips part slightly. your husband has yet to grasp why this scene in front of him makes him feel so. . . giddy on the inside.

“c’mon! come to mama!” you squeal excitedly and open your arms, encouraging megumi to your best ability. the tiny boy giggles and moves his limbs as fast as they could go. his chubby hands flail around as he quickly walks over to you.

toji stares at his family and that’s when it hits him; how much he loves this peaceful life. his son just achieved another great milestone that he had the honour of witnessing firsthand. it made him happy that he chose this path instead of the more ‘darker’ one.

it also nearly causes your husband to shed some tears from pure joy. but, toji didn’t want to seem too ‘soft’. even if he secretly is for his wife and child.

toji coughs subtly. totally not to get rid of the irritating lump in his throat. a ghost of a smile appears on his face while he got up, immediately moving towards megumi and you.

“good job, kiddo,” toji says as he puts his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. he stares down at megumi in your arms—the little boy getting drowned in kisses and compliments.

your ears twitch. there’s no denying it; the faint crack in toji’s voice. you give your kid a break from your overwhelming affection and tilt your head back. your eyes meet your husband’s.

you grin when you see how he quickly avoids your gaze. something he never does unless he’s. . . “gonna cry?”

toji rolls his eyes at your question. he ignores your teasing by trying to change the subject. he focuses on megumi who’s still going absolutely wild in your embrace—cutely demanding more praise and kisses.

“daddy can also give ya some kisses, y’know,” toji pokes megumi’s cheek, fascinated by the plush fat. the baby stops babbling the moment his dad talks to him. he looks up at toji and then back at the finger still prodding at his cheek.

megumi opens his mouth and doesn’t waste a single second. he goes for a playful bite, though his little baby teeth do no real damage, “yumm.”

you giggle at the way megumi frowns at toji, his teeth holding tightly onto toji’s fingertip. it’s time for your husband to take over the dramatics now.

“hey, that ain’t so nice now,” toji hisses and leans forward until his face is right in front of megumi—a similar frown on both the dad and son’s faces. they really do look alike now that you see them both from up close again.

megumi only bites down more on the finger in his mouth and toji reacts to that by feigning his anger. it’s amusing to see how neither of them gives up first.

but, it’s also rather cute to see how the father-son dynamic plays out in cozy family moments like these.

your eyes focus back on toji’s face and you can’t help but smile to yourself. he’s a good husband and father; always there for the both of you. his own way of showing support for megumi’s first steps is rather heartwarming. plus, the playful banter between the two never fails to make any moment all the more precious.

#sttoru writes.#jjk x reader #jjk fluff #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x you #jjk x you #toji x y/n #jjk x y/n #toji fluff

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florida3exclamationpoints · 6 months

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SHES NAPPING

#i think she yawned but it was so quick i didn't get a picture

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yueebby · 7 months

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onsen incident — gojo satoru

synopsis. gojo satoru gets everything he wants and right now he really wants to go to an onsen with you.

contents. fluff, lovesick!gojo, he's just a cute loser, highschool!gojo (first year), he needs to be locked up asap

notes. this is part ii to indulge me? and a piece in the series, but can be read alone.

you’re not sure how you ended up here. one moment you were exorcizing a grade one curse that rampaged a small town with gojo and now you find yourself back at the ryokan you had stayed at the prior night. except this time around you have an overly excited gojo, still at a high from the successful mission.

“suguru mentioned how nice the onsens here were,” he brings up innocently, his lips curving into a sly grin. you spare him a side glance.

“we should be heading back to the airport to return to tokyo,” you asserted, eyes trained on the entrance of the onsen— a wooden paneled door leading to the private hot spring that came with the room you and gojo had unknowingly reserved.

gojo stretched leisurely, his body arched like a cat as he yawns, “i don’t know about you but i’m beat! that curse wore out all my energy and a quick dip in an onsen is just what this body needs.” he opens one eye, gauging your reaction.

you don’t buy his act. “you exorcised the curse instantaneously, gojo.”

but gojo doesn’t back down easily, “yeah, well that took up a lot of cursed energy and now i’m drained,” he reasons. the white haired male solidifies his argument by collapsing on you just to show how fatigued he was. his dramatic show nearly sends you tumbling.

annoyance simmered in you, arms folding over your chest. the flight back to tokyo was in a couple of hours, and you had hoped to be able to go sightseeing.

but gojo’s sky-blue eyes plead silently as they look up at you, unblinking. his pink lips start to quiver. it was hard to deny him when he was basically begging. as comical as his dramatics were, you could almost argue how hard it was to resist his unwavering gaze. plus, he was the one that completed the mission singlehandedly.

“fine.” you yielded. “thirty minutes and then we leave.”

he perks up happily.

“great! let’s go!” without wasting a moment, he seizes your hand and practically skips to the entrance.

you recoiled, nearly shrieking, “you pervert! i’m not going in there with you! i’m going to go sightseeing.”

gojo looks at you like you’ve sprouted two heads.

“... then what’s the point of the onsen?” he looked at you incredulously. it deeply troubled you that someone so conniving could look so innocent.

your response is caught in your throat, leaving you flustered and unable to make eye contact. arms remained crossed, you mutter, “you’re insane if you think i’m stepping foot in an onsen with you.”

gojo’s tongue prodded at his cheek, lost in thought, “they do say you have to be insane to be a jujutsu sorcerer." he looks at you all enthused, "don’t be shy now, we’ve already slept together after all.” there’s a teasing lilt in his voice.

“we slept in the same bed– not together! don’t you go spreading that around now,” you jump to cup a hand over his mouth. you feel him grin underneath the palm of your hand.

“same thwing,” gojo’s voice is muffled, but he doesn’t bother taking your soft hand off his face.

“it is not,” you furrow your eyebrows.

“it can be.” he wiggles his eyebrows, a boyish smile growing.

you remove your hand from his face, “have you no shame?”

“not a shred,” he declares cheerfully. “come on, we’re wasting precious time standing here. i can feel the steaming water calling our names.”

“i’ve told you already, gojo. i’m not going to a hot spring naked with you.”

he waves his hand dismissively, “you don’t have to be naked, it’s not unheard of for people to go in with a towel.”

you sigh exasperatedly at his stubborn disposition, “it would still be highly inappropriate.”

“as inappropriate as cuddling with your classmate while he’s naked and unconscious?” he raises an eyebrow suggestively. gojo was once again referring to the previous night’s moment of vulnerability.

you stiffen.

“it was not like that and you know it. for all i know, you were the one cuddling me,” you retorted, crossing your arms with a huff.

gojo raises his hands in defense, “how about we call it even and hop in the hot spring together as a compromise?”

“that doesn’t make any sense.”

“it makes perfect sense. just two classmates relieving the weight of the world off their shoulders.”

you hate that he’s starting to convince you.

the knowing smile creeping on gojo’s face signals that he’s sensed your weakening resolve. he decides to deal the finishing blow.

“this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. with busy lives like ours, who knows the next time we will be able to visit one of the world’s best hot springs?” he gestures dramatically. reluctantly, you start to give into his words.

“fine. but if i see you indecent, i will kill you.” you point a finger threateningly at gojo.

he simply chuckles, “kinky.”

operation satoru x [name]!!!!

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shoko.ieiri what the actual hell gojo. i did not need to see a picture of you with nothing but a towel on. ts is disgusting.

getosugu where is [name]? i thought you guys were returning from your mission today.

gojosatowu heh the two of us are going to take a little dip in kyushu’s world famous onsens haha :3

shoko.ieiri WHAT

getosugu you?? [name]?? onsen?? together?? gojo satoru explain hello?

shoko.ieiri where is [name] you dirty pervert i swear i’ll murder you if you pull any dirty tricks answer now

gojosatowu gotta go! ive been dreaming of this day ><

shoko.ieiri don’t you go ignoring us!!

you’re already settled in the hot spring by the time gojo arrives. with a snug towel secured tightly around your body, you are submerged underwater from the chest down. the steam curls lazily into the air, casting a dreamlike haze around you.

“for someone that was excited about the onsen, you came awfully late,” you quipped at the snow-haired boy. his signature glasses are absent, allowing you complete access to his azure eyes. on the other hand, gojo is granted the opportunity of seeing you in all of your natural beauty.

gojo enters the steaming water just a couple of feet away from you, “had to calm myself before seeing you.” he sighs contentedly when the water envelopes him. it was true. his nerves were a lot calmer when he was fighting the grade one curse than the short walk from the changing room to the hot spring.

you can't help but roll your eyes at his obvious flirtation attempt, but you decide to let it slide.

the conversation lapses into silence, an awkward veil settling between you. you were starting to regret ever entertaining gojo’s invitation to the onsen. to escape the discomfort, you divert your gaze to the steam rising from the water's surface and the surrounding rocks. the trees around you start to look interesting as you focus on not letting you eyes stray on gojo’s solid buil—

breaking the silence, gojo interjects, "did ya think i looked cool taking down that curse?"

your eyes shift from the rocks to gojo’s face, “it was quite impressive how you were able to crush the curse with your infinity.” you have heard of stories of gojo’s strength, but seeing it with your very own eyes was truly incredible.

he preens under your praise, a faint blush coloring his cheeks.

"perhaps i deserve a reward," he suggests, his voice taking on a playful tone.

you entertain the idea, your curiosity piqued. "i suppose you do."

a deeper flush tinges gojo's cheeks, and he averts his gaze. without warning, he points at his cheek, anticipating something. you tilt your head, puzzled by his unspoken request. he keeps pointing to his cheek, poking it multiple times.

“…”

“give me a kiss!”

the water ripples with how fast you lean back, “huh? no way.”

undeterred, gojo shakes his head. "fine then. i guess i'll have to kiss you.”

your eyes widen as he leans closer, and you instinctively scoot away, surprised by his boldness. "what? no!"

“eh?! why not? i went total snowagumon on that curse!”

“that’s your job gojo,” you respond matter-of-factly. you’re a bit taken aback by his digimon reference. how dorky.

gojo clicks his tongue, feigning indignation as he looks away. “hmph. can’t even get appreciation for keeping the world in balance.”

you let out a resigned sigh, realizing he's being dramatic again. it almost feels like dealing with a child. but you suppose you’ll play right into his hands this time– and this time only. he has worked hard on this mission, taking on all the work while you watch idly from the sidelines.

hesitantly, you inch closer towards his frame. the distance closes as you lean towards his face. it was only a split second, but your lips placed a chaste kiss on his cheek.

you watch what once was a pink blush blossomed into something deeper. gojo sits up a little straighter and you notice how the corner of his lips are slightly upward.

“gojo, are you oka–”

“satoru. call me satoru,” he interjected, sounding breathless, his eyes locking on yours.

you look at him, uncertain. “isn’t that a bit too informal? we’ve only known each other for a couple of months.”

“if it was up to me, we’d be married by now,” satoru closes his eyes nonchalantly, sinking deeply into the water until half of his face is under. he blows a series of bubbles. he really was a child.

your laughter rings out melodiously as you throw your head back, finding his remark utterly amusing. “you’re actually ridiculous.”

satoru watches you with a soft smile, his heart feeling lighter. it was criminal how cute you were. if this was his reward for exorcizing a measly grade one curse, he was willing to wipe out all special grades on the earth just to receive your praise again. maybe next time you'll even kiss him on the lips (he'll die a happy man if that happens).

"i am, aren't i?" he muses, basking in the joy of the moment.

extra notes. i lowk hate this but due to popular demand i had to write it. ps i dont even know anything abt digimon i js know gojo likes it gn (forgive me if my digimon reference was totally wrong)

#kt.writes.·:*¨༺#gojo then goes to ask you if he was a good cuddler #you dont answer the question and he's pouty all the way back to tokyo #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru x y/n #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojou satoru x you #gojo fluff #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #gojou x reader #remember spring days!au

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