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issamhysa · 11 months
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i haven't written in like over a YEAR but i had a thought n idk if anybody has touched on it before BUT.................
tristamp pacific rim au bc drift compatible reader n vash ?? or reader n wolfwood ?? knives maybe ??
?? maybe ?? who knows ehe
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issamhysa · 3 years
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bitches be like “he’s the love of my life” and he’s fictional
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issamhysa · 3 years
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little short thing bc i don't feel like writing a whole fic for this i just thought it was CUTE
"samu, you gotta stop if you don't want me to mess up."
"but y/n, i'm not doing anything!" osamu dazai whines, though the playful lilt in his voice does nothing to prove his innocence. bandaged hands slide underneath your shirt to settle on the dip above your hips, thumbs brushing against the skin in slow circles.
your body jerks slightly in response to your boyfriend's tickling, and you huff and smile at his antics, slapping at the top of his hand with the comb in your hand. sitting on your knees in front of him, your gentle hands work diligently, combing and snipping at his brown locks with precision.
you put the metal scissors down and brush a stray hair away from his face, cupping his chin to tilt his head upwards. when your eyes meet, he shoots you a dazzling smile, an action that makes you shake your head and roll your eyes fondly.
"you're not charming your way out of this one, mister. it's still too long, so hold still and let me finish, yeah?" you ask, flicking his nose with your thumb and forefinger, which in turn makes him scrunch up his nose and reel back with a whine.
"you're so mean to me, darling," the brown-haired agent pouts childishly, though he ultimately relents, sitting still and closing his eyes as your hands comb through his hair. he tilts his head into your touch, leaning in closer with both hands on your thighs until your noses brush against each other.
opening his eyes, he grins widely, pressing a lingering kiss on your lips.
"but i love you. and i know you love me, too."
smiling, you kiss the tip of his nose, caressing his cheek with one of your hands. "you're damn right i do," you say, tapping at the tip of his nose but going back to work.
"but you're still getting a haircut."
"aw."
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issamhysa · 3 years
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STEALING THE HASHIRA'S HAORI ; NUMBER ONE
giyuu tomioka is late for a meeting with ubuyashiki. he's searching your shared room, checking under the pillows and blankets, rummaging through the closet, and checking the laundry basket, but it's no use; his haori is nowhere to be found. with a sigh of resignation, he slides the shoji to the courtyard open, eyes narrowing to combat the gentle rays of the winter sun.
and there you are, sitting on a bench under your favorite sakura tree with your nose stuck in a book and your cat napping on your lap. around your shoulders sits the garment in question, keeping you warm and shielding your skin from the specks of snow drifting from the sky.
giyuu sighs in relief, leaning against the sliding door. the corners of his lips turn upward into a small smile as he pushes himself away from the door to make his way towards you.
you hear his footsteps before you see him. "giyuu," you greet softly, lifting your head to look up at him with a smile. "will you be needing it back?" you ask, quickly moving to slip the garment off, though giyuu stops you by caressing your cheek with his fingertips.
the hashira shakes his head, taking a seat by your side on the bench and gently pressing a kiss to the exposed skin of your shoulder before he fixes the haori to cover it. "not really, i was just wondering where it was," he replies. "i have a meeting today, but i will be home by nightfall."
you hum in reply. closing your book and turning to face him completely, your hands reach for his uniform, fixing the collar and smoothing out any creases you could see. "are you sure you don't need it? won't you get in trouble? i could just grab a blanket."
"no," he replies a bit too quickly, clearing his throat gently to ease his sudden nerves. "i'll be alright," he says, cheeks tinted a soft pink as he turns his head away from you. "besides, it looks... better on you."
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                    ☆.。.:* ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ .。.:*☆
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a/n: this isn't good but i HAVE to post something and i wanna edit it later so here <3
"you're too reckless, y'know that?"
yes, megumi thinks. he is well aware of how reckless he can be. of course he is, he does it on purpose.
how else would he get you to sit so close to him? how else would he get to feel your touch, so sweet, so gentle as you wrap the white bandage around his bruised knuckles?
how else would he get you to spend some of your time with him?
tsumiki's best friend. and, coincidentally, his long-time crush.
"megs, are you listening?"
the words manage to pull megumi from his dreaming daze, and he straight up shakes his head no. your words had become muddled in his brain, fusing with the intoxicating smell of the body splash he had begrudgingly helped tsumiki pick out for your birthday.
you huff, flicking his forehead with your forefinger, a pout sitting on your pretty lips. "you don't have to be so straightforward, jerk!" you tease, watching him rub his forehead with a small grimace. "you could've at least lied, y'know?"
"i'm sorry," he says, and despite his usual deadpan tone, you pick up on the sincerity behind his words.
they make you smile, and megumi curses internally again.
he's staring. staring as you turn your attention back to his other hand, giving it the same treatment. longing to take your hand in his, lace your fingers together and never let go; to reach over and brush his thumb against your cheek to tilt your head upwards until your eyes meet.
"you're doing it again."
fushiguro blinks once, twice before offering a confused huh?
this, in turn, makes you laugh, cheeks darkening slightly and eyes glistening with mischief. as you set his hand down and put the wrapping tape away, you smirk.
"you're staring again, megs."
"is that a problem?"
you're taken aback by the question, eyes growing wide as you visibly lean back a bit, mouth agape.
the smile ghosting his features is enough to show his true intentions.
megumi fushiguro was teasing you.
your lips curve into a smile, and you tilt your head to the side, shaking your head in amusement.
"not at all."
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rengoku’s smile ♥
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issamhysa · 3 years
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HI THIS IS MEGUMI & GOJO FLUFF ANON can i please PLEEEEEASE request a little drabble where reader has a bad day and junpei helps her feel better? thank you thank you and i LOVE your writing (˶⸃ ⴰ⸃˶)♡
I MISSED YOU WHERE DID YOU GO also this was cute n i popped it out during my break SO here you goooooo (ignore any spelling mistakes thanks) ♡
“come on, i wanna show you something.”
those were the only words left junpei’s lips. or, well, the only ones you were able to grasp in your sleepy state after he excitedly dragged you out of bed by your hand. clad in only his stolen hoodie and fuzzy pajama pants and with your hair sticking out in different directions, you had no choice but to blindly allow your best friend to lead you through the halls of jujutsu tech and out into the dark courtyard.
“yoshi, it’s three in the morning,” you pouted, stumbling over your own feet, though he managed to steady you before you could fall. reaching up, you rubbed at your eye with your free hand, following his lead as he sat down against a tree. “why are we out here so...”
the words got caught in your throat when your eyes latched onto the little blue creatures dancing in the skies, their tentacles swirling as they spun in the air, dotting the skies. had you not known what they were, you would’ve called them stars.
but you turned to junpei with eyes wide in surprise, mouth agape.
“you...”
the boy couldn’t help but laugh, looking up at his moon dregs and extending his hand out in front of him. one of the little jellyfish gently floated down onto his hand, staring up at you with the widest, cutest little eyes.
“i haven’t perfected the technique yet, but... you had a bad day today, and you weren't really sleeping, so i thought... y’know...” he murmured, growing shy and ducking his head to shrug his shoulders. “you’d appreciate it...”
when he looked up, he found you smiling with stars in your eyes. you looked towards the sky again, slowly holding your hand out in front of you as junpei had earlier. slowly, another moon dreg floated down, plopping down onto your hand and pulling a gentle laugh from your throat.
“they’re so cute...” you said, gently lifting your hand to help it float back up into the sky. junpei did the same, and your hands brushed when they came down onto the grass.
linking your pinkie with his, you leaned forward, kissing his cheek. “thank you, jun,” you said softly, setting your head down on his shoulder. “i love you.”
junpei’s cheeks flared red, and he found himself thanking the darkness for not allowing you to see just how dark his entire face had gotten. however, he smiled, resting his jaw against the top of your head and staring up at the moon dregs high in the sky with you. “i love you, too, y/n.”
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issamhysa · 3 years
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Hello! I was gonna request aftercare headcanons with JJK bois (yuuji, gojo, megumi or whichever character you like) I hope you are doing well! take care!
hell YEAAAA!! i added nanamin cuz i HAD to BUT i hope you’re doing well too, taking care of yourself and looking out for others <3
☾ yuuji itadori likes making sure you’re okay first. did i go to hard? does anything hurt? yuuji’s strong as hell, and he doesn’t really know how to control his own strength yet. besides, it never hurts to ask! he is deeeeefinitely a post-sex cuddler. he’ll wrap you up in his arms and hold you as tight as humanly possible, nuzzling his face into your shoulder or chest (whichever’s closest tbh). if you’re cold, give you his hoodie!!! he’s a bit bigger than you so like the sleeves are longer than your actual arm and he thinks it’s the CUTEST lil thing. sometimes he’ll talk to you, not necessarily about the sex, but about anything that comes to mind. whatever the topic, it usually leaves you both giggling. other times, he’s out like a light, pink hair sticking in every direction and soft snores leaving his lips.
☾ megumi fushiguro knows he probably shouldn’t be staring like this, but you’re so fucking stunning, he can’t really help it either. he will gently trail his fingers up and down your spine as you sleep, his cheek resting against his hand. he doesn’t say much, but he doesn’t feel like he really has to. he knows you love him, and you know how much he loves you, otherwise, you wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place. megumi’ll lie on his side and brush your hair away from your face, his thumb occasionally dragging across your warm cheek. if you’re still awake, he really likes holding your hand. he’ll lace his fingers with yours and, again, he won’t talk much, but he’s more than happy to listen to whatever you want to say. 
☾ satoru gojo does NOT know when to stop. he’ll pepper your neck with kisses, leaving marks and trying to prompt you into another round. if you’re up for it,,, good luck! but if you’re not, he’ll probably whine about it like the baby he is let it go (for now). in which case, prepare to become a human teddy bear!!!!!! because satoru will definitely cling to you like one. legs entwined and his entire form curled over you, there is no way you’re getting out of this. toru really really likes pampering you, rubbing at your tummy or lower back if you’re sore, playfully nipping at any sliver of skin he can reach. but he also really really REALLY likes it when it’s YOU showering him with affection, kissing him all over and playing with his hair. 
BONUS !
☾ kento nanami is an aftercare KING!! he’ll draw you a bath with really lavender nice soap + bubbles!! he won’t get in unless you want him to, and when he does he’ll sit behind you and hold you close to his chest!! please he’ll rub the outside of your thighs cause he KNOWS they’re probably sore :(( after you’re dressed he’ll def be the on to brush your hair n wrap you up in a lil blanket burrito. do not expect to move after that cause he will NOT let you. water? he’ll go get it. hungry? do you want a snack? stay put, he’s got it. lord please nanamin will press lil kisses to the crown of your head and rub your back and he’ll hum to you until you fall asleep jhhj
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“did you know that whistling makes you smarter?”
you glance at your boyfriend gojo. his big, blue eyes glistening innocently at the sight of your face, quietly (and desperately) seeking for any sort of answer to his question other than the glare you’re currently shooting him with.
“and why would i believe that?” you raise an eyebrow, body completely turning around towards him, leading the latter to smile proudly, yet too suspiciously for your own liking.
and secretly, his plan’s working, step by step.
first things first, is the attention you’re now giving him after the amount of times he has whined over the lack of affection from you that day, his oh so beloved significant other. so, so smart and perfect for him, yet too naive to even process the purpose of all of this.
but it’s gojo satoru you’re talking to, after all. it has to be extra dramatic.
“because you love me…?” his smile spreads across his face, teeth shining brighter than the future you once had before this silly partner of yours came into your life.
you shake your head, “other than that.” — hold on, so you just admitted you’d believe anything he’d say because you love him? you bet he heard that.
“because, it’s true! so whistle for me, darling,” the white haired man gives you a thumbs up before getting up from the chair and resting both of his big hands on your lovely hips, “show me how smart you are.”
are you really doing it? there’s no way something bad would happen because of a whistle, right? but then again, this is gojo for you. and it’s not like you haven’t noticed that silly smile he’s literally giving you — meaning, he’s definitely up to something.
but screw all of this overthinking. it’s just an innocent whistle, right?
so cautiously, you look at him from the sidelines, and so you begin to pucker your lips. ready to blow air through them, a sudden familiar and warm feeling against your mouth stops you from doing so and before you could realize it, your lovely partner’s kissing you so hard it has you grab onto his sweatshirt for support.
gojo then pulls away, a cheeky grin adorning that silly face of his. so this was his plan.
“i swear, you’re so damn corny,” eyes rolling, you’re about to get back to whatever task was stopping you from giving your partner the attention he highly believes he deserves, but the latter grabs your face with his own hands.
“what now?” you raise an eyebrow, his fun antics no longer giving the same effect on you. he begins to caress your face gently; there’s no way you’ll admit how these antics of his are giving you the never ending effect of your heart beating faster than ever instead. you wouldn’t really want to boost his ego more, would you?
“give me attention,” gojo pouts, “more kisses.”
“you tricked me into thinking that whistling would make me smarter,” you shake your head, “bad satoru.”
“and you believed me because you love me.”
“you’re such a baby.”
“your baby,” he bursts into laughter, echoing through your ears like the most angelic sound you’ve ever heard in your entire life. and luckily, you know you’ll never get tired of it.
“foreveeeeeer!” your husband raises his left hand, proudly showing you the wedding ring that you’ve always thought suits his finger perfectly.
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issamhysa · 3 years
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SPOILERS FOR THE JUJUTSU KAISEN MANGA!
nanami lives bc i say so + i based this off “and then there was peace” by anton fargau petrini bc it made me soft n sleepy <3
his marred skin is warm and rough against the palm of your hand as your thumb rubs slow and gentle circles against his cheek.
the warm rays of the morning sun peek into the room through the sheer cream curtains, which sway in the salty breeze coming in from the open window. outside, the ebbing tide sings in perfect harmony with the chirping of the birds, eager to start their day within the trees outlining the beach.
nanami stirs under your light touch, a quiet grunt leaving his lips as he does so. he drapes an arm over your waist to keep you tight against his chest, his free hand sliding under the covers and squeezing your bare thigh gently to hoist it over his hip. he hums when he feels your soft lips descend on the scarred skin of his collarbone, trailing small kisses all the way up his neck and jaw until you stop.
with a small sound, nanami’s eyes open, squinting at first to adjust to the light in the room, though they immediately soften in adoration at the sight of your groggy smile.
“good morning, handsome,” your sleepy voice coos silently. cradling his face in your hands, you lean down to peck his lips once, twice before fully kissing him, lips sliding against each other in perfect tandem.
he pulls away first, leaning forward to gingerly push his lips to your forehead and resting his head back on the pillows under him. your hand snakes around to the back of his head, toying with a strand of his blonde hair.
“good morning, my love,” he finally replies, his scarred hand rubbing circles on the back of your thigh. “is there anything on the agenda today?”
you shake your head no, cheek pressed against his bare shoulder. “not today,” you say. “it’s just you and me, baby. you wanna stay in today?”
nanami nods, and a soft “okay” serves as an answer from you. your hair tickles his neck when you inch closer to bury your nose into the crook of his neck. he listens as your breathing slows, your heart beating against your chest steadily, and you're so close to him, he feels it as his own.
slowly, he drifts off as well.
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SPOILERS FOR THE JUJUTSU KAISEN MANGA
i was sad and i miss him leave me alone
“kento.”
he looks up slowly from his bloodied hands, dark eyes focusing on your outstretched hand. despite himself, kento nanami is shaking like a leaf as his eyes trail up to your face.
is it really you? or is this one of mahito's sick, twisted tricks?
no. no curse could ever perfectly imitate this.
the way your eyes crinkle at the corners when your smile, as soft and comforting as he remembers, fills his chest with the warmth he had lost long ago.
your eyes have remained kind, despite what was done to you, all you endured and suffered. and your voice, gentle and pleasant and carried by the crisp breeze, is one of the things he missed the most.
because the silence was unbearable after he had lost you.
your hand remains outstretched in his direction, and though every part of him wants to take it, he can't.
the fight replays in his head. gojo, itadori, the students, the curses.
kento nanami is afraid, terrified out of his wits. but not for him.
"y/n... y/n, i can’t... i don't want to go yet, they still need me... but... i'm so tired.”
he hates himself for saying such things, for sounding so incredibly weak. but gojo, utahime... his friends need him, and he’s let them down.
you lower yourself to your knees on the bloodied ground beneath you, soft fingertips brushing against his cheeks as you take his face in your hands. slowly, you lean forward, pressing your lips to his in a kiss so sweet, his lips tingle when you pull away.
“you’ve done more than enough, kento. it’s time to rest.”
he can’t really say no, can he?
his lower lip trembles as you take your hands in his, your warmth embracing him, filling him to the bone with light. he looks down at his hands, clean and free of all the sins of his lifetime when they sit in yours. together, you stand, and nanami follows you as you lead him away from the darkness and into a beautiful island.
immediately, nanami knows where he is.
waves lap at the shore gently, leaving white foam on the pale sand. the sun is setting in the horizon, glistening and shimmering in the cerulean waves. there’s not a cloud in sight, only birds flying home for the evening. green palm trees sit along the edge of the forest, though they are unable to hide the sea hibiscus hanging from their branches, an array of pink and yellow flowers decorating the expanse.
a small cottage is built a few feet away from the beach, white smoke coming out of the small chimney on top. inside, a white cat sits on the windowsill, curious blue eyes peering outside as its tail curls from side to side; watching, waiting.
and by the shore, a woven basket rests on a soft blanket in the sand, loaded to the brim with sweet breads and fruits. exquisite delights nanami was sure he would never get the chance to savor again.
you turn to look at him, and he’s momentarily dumbstruck.
the sun behind you gives your skin a beautiful glow, adorning your head like a crown of light. the wind gently sweeps the skirt of your sundress.
beautiful.
"hey," you say softly, reaching up to brush a strand of hair away from his face. "welcome home."
and, finally, kento nanami smiles, ready to begin the first day of the rest of eternity with you, just as he had vowed.
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Hello! I really like your work, And I was wondering if you can do an Gojo x foreign F!Reader where reader is in united nations parliament (in short a politician or...diplomat I dunno how to put it) and Gojo and her first meeting was when he was assigned to protect her when she came to visit japan out of 2 reasons; 1-)reader is a major influencer in united nations parliament 2-)she has high levels of cursed energy but slowly both starts to develop feelings for each other (hope this isnt silly)
anon i’m sososososososo sorry this took me so long! dis long as FUCK tho but i really liked the idea + i’m using second year gojo for this bc hehehehe he’d be a SIMP <3
“gojo, couldn’t you at least try to make yourself look presentable? we’re meeting with a diplomat, after all. couldn’t you have worn something more... formal?”
the white-haired sorcerer lazily lolled his head to the side, looking at his best friend with a smirk. “no need to be so mean, suguru! jealousy is not a good look on you,” he mused, straightening his posture and lowering his dark glasses down the bridge of his nose, crystal eyes fixed on the double doors. 
“besides, she’s just some boring old diplomat. she afraid someone’ll steal her crackers or something?”
geto rolled his eyes fondly and shook his head. “come on, satoru. give her a chance,” he said, lips stretching into a lazy smirk. “you’ve never met her. and i’ve heard she’s quite the beauty.”
“please,” satoru scoffed. “she’s probably old... and saggy...” he stuck his tongue out and scrunched his face up in mock disgust.
“who’s old and saggy?”
though gentle, the voice coming from behind the two managed to startle gojo, forcing a yelp from his lips and causing him to jump away from the voice. next to him, geto chuckled, turning around to face principal yaga, and you, the woman that stood next to him.
“l/n-san, welcome to japan.” suguru bowed his head, a smile on his face.
you waved a hand dismissively, your laughter an unfamiliar, yet pleasant ring in gojo’s ears. “oh, suguru, I’m not any older than you are. please, just call me y/n.”
at the sweet sound of your voice, gojo almost snapped his neck turning his head, eyes growing wide as they landed on you. you were, by no means, a grumpy old lady. you couldn’t be! there wasn’t a wrinkle or gray hair in sight. 
you were actually... really fucking pretty? your skin looked so soft, gojo wanted nothing more than to reach over and touch you; to brush his fingers over the blush darkening your cheeks. and oh, your eyes. they easily rivaled his own in their beauty.
was he drooling? god, he hoped he wasn’t drooling in front of his future wife. how embarrassing would that be?
“gojo!”
an elbow to the ribs brought gojo back before he could start fantasizing about how cute your children would be, and he shook his head to pull himself from his little daydream. in that moment, you smiled, biting your lip to stifle your laughter.
gojo decided you were the prettiest when you smiled.
you lifted a hand, chuckling quietly and shifting your gaze to geto, who was snickering at his best friend’s bewildered state. “be gentle, suguru,” you said, your eyes now on gojo. “i’m sure he was expecting somebody else.”
“y/n, this is satoru gojo. he’ll be looking after you during your stay here,” yaga said, gesturing vaguely towards the white-haired man (who was, frankly, a tad offended at the gesture). 
nevertheless, gojo stepped forward with a crooked smirk, bowing before you and taking your hand in his when you reciprocated. he pressed a kiss to the delicate flesh as the two of you straightened up.
“it’s a pleasure to meet you, y/n-chan.”
before yaga or geto could scold gojo for his lack (er, excess?) of etiquette, you lifted a free hand, signaling for them to let it go. then, you laughed. “satoru gojo, the pleasure’s all mine. i’ve heard much about you.”
“nothing good, i assume. but, i have to ask,” he started, leaning forward with his hands in his pockets. light eyes peeking over his favorite sunglasses as he lowered his head to look at you. “how come you need a bodyguard, a sorcerer as powerful as yours truly, at that, when you have enough cursed energy to power three of us?”
“well...” you chuckled, shrugging your shoulders and tilting your head upward to look him in the eyes. “truth be told, i’m sure your elders aren’t thrilled that i’m here. i know mine definitely aren’t.”
“ah, so your elders hate you, too?”
“more than anything in this entire universe. familiar with the concept, satoru gojo?”
“terribly so, y/n l/n.”
“change is a bit of a touchy subject with them.”
“ah, they're just a bunch of old farts.”
gojo made you giggle, and he found himself wanting to make you laugh more. so, throwing an arm around your shoulder, he brought you close, white teeth bared in a grin.
“i think we’re gonna get along just fine, bunny.”
yaga and geto exchanged a defeated sigh.
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✧ JUJUTSU KAISEN MASTERLIST ✧
♡ ANSWERED ASKS
FICS
The Mighty Heart [Platonic!Junpei Yoshino x Reader, Satoru Gojo x Reader]  [2]
HEADCANONS
Nobara, Nanami, Maki, Megumi, Toji, Gojo, Yuuji + Sukuna reacting to the “calling s/o by their first name” tiktok trend ♡
Yuuji, Megumi, Gojo + Nanami + aftercare ♡
Satoru Gojo + nail polish  [2]
DRABBLES
Satoru Gojo + cuddles ♡
Satoru Gojo + tickles ♡
Satory Gojo + bodyguard ♡
Megumi Fushiguro + confession ♡
Megumi Fushiguro + staring ♡
Toge Inumaki + mutual pining + exhausted friends ♡
Sukuna + Yuuji + “spit it out!” ♡
Kento Nanami + home ♡
Kento Nanami + mornings ♡
Junpei Yoshino + moon dregs ♡
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issamhysa · 3 years
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i DEMAND more gojo fluff please (´͈ ᵕ `͈ )
christ this man is so ANNOYING i’m so in love
“y/n, stop laughing so much!”
“me? you’re the one tickling me and complaining about it like an idiot!”
you and gojo giggle under the covers, your lips meeting again. it only lasts a few seconds before his fingers graze your side, pulling another laugh from you, teeth clacking against each other. you pull away to whack at his shoulder playfully, cheeks burning from smiling so much.
you’re so in love with this man, it’s absurd.
“you’re insufferable, satoru.”
the white-haired sorcerer smiles, leaning in close to bump his nose against yours, which prompts another small laugh from you. his warm hand cups your cheek, tilting your face up until your eyes meet his crystal blue ones.
“and you” —he pauses to peck your lips— “are the most perfect thing i’ve ever seen.”
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