ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ OH! SO YOU'RE INTO OLDER MEN?

˚₊·➳❥ JJK MEN SHOWING YOU HOW A REAL MEN FUCKS! satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami, toji fushiguro ✧˚ · .

tags: afab!reader, reader is mentioned as a female, use of nicknames (baby, princess, doll, slut, whore), cheating, degradation, caught cheating, getting caught, unprotected sex, blowjob, pussy slapping, mating press, breeding, age-gaps, virginity loss [...] rbs are appreciated!

satoru gojo (Daddy’s girl)

well, that’s the word he used for the little girl you're babysitting right now. he’s a great dad and husband. there’s just this tiny whiny little thing he couldn’t do right– and that’s loving his wife as he should.

like– it’s not that he doesn’t feel guilty, it’s just… well, you looked really cute in that mini dress, he and his wife have been fighting lately anddd– he could tell his daughter liked you more than her fatality of mother she has these days. she even called you mommy by accident once! and that was the last water drop gojo needed for the glass to break.

“Oh- I bet you’d love to be full of me right now.” His thrusts became messier each time he pounded on you, “Mhh, fill you up ‘n make me a daddy again– you’d like that princess?” you couldn’t even talk anymore with how good he’s making you feel– he had your legs pressed on the bed thanks to his arms, almost bending you in half, he was making sure that mating press works.

“Ffffuckk- You feel s’good baby” He felt your walls clenching again, no matter how many times he made you come, he’s making sure you’re coming again after he does. A not ending cycle for him. “Such a slut for me hm? Coming all nice and pretty to this house just to be ruined at night–” his words made you feel dirty, but the euphoria of it was stronger, “such” slap, “a nasty” slap, “slut” slap– “and all f’me” with those last thrusts your body couldn’t take it anymore, spasming and trembling while your poor hole was filled up again. gojo’s wife didn’t even bothered to break your little encounter, she suspected it long time ago.

all that was left was a wide grinning gojo satoru and some divorce papers.

suguru geto (Daddy’s best-friend)

you didn’t intend this to happen… you always knew your dad’s best-friend was hot. he’s geto, ‘cmon. he brings a new girl every weekend whispering in your dad’s ear swearing she’s the one this time.

he saw you grow up, turn into this beautiful and strong woman. so how he couldn’t love you? you were like a doll for him, so beautiful and radiant in every way. a porcelain doll he needed to protect, he couldn’t lose you to any dangerous or stupid man, he swears he would beat the shit out of the guy who breaks your heart first.

“Shhiiiitt– Heh– I can tell how tight your pussy is princess–” His cock was stretching the living shit out of you, touching places never in a thousand years you could imagine you would feel. “what d’ya think daddy would say if he saw his little girl being fucked by his best-friend huh?” your brain was a fuzzy mess, you couldn’t make coherent words to say, and just feel how good geto is making you feel. you couldn’t remember how many times he had made you cum with his toungue and he’s just starting to fuck your pussy.

“ ‘m such a lucky guy if i'm the first you’re giving this pussy to, don’t ya think so doll? marking it as mine, baby I swear you’ll need no man to ever fuck this pussy of yours again– shit I won’t need another woman for myself, you’re the one baby” those words filled your heart of a tingly feeling, making more butterflies roam around your tummy, touching yourself you could sense geto’s cock coming and leaving with every thrust, your brain full of air and in need of more of his cock.

he couldn’t resist himself anymore when he was next to you, his cock would get hard the minute he enters your house, and thankfully he has a pretty doll to release himself with.

kento nanami (Big Boss)

Nanami thinks he’s a good and mature guy– At least for his wife and kids… He has this aura of a serious and mature guy but inside every time he’s just this close to breaking it, just to say what he really thinks or feels.

the first time he saw you at work with your tiny skirts and tight blouses he didn’t mind any type of attention to it, you were another cute worker, that’s all. One of another– he can think other women are pretty too right? maybe even prettier than his wife… and nicer, and cuter, and more homely feeling to be a mom. but he wouldn't do anything he would later regret right?...

“You’re s’pretty baby, such a dirty whore for my cock mhm?” he had you pounding from behind, his desk becoming even messier than it was before, one of his hands keeping you laid down on the desk arching your back like if he’s trying to break it– a sudden ringing brought you back from your unconsciousness of nanami’s cock– he answered the call, not a single sing of him trying to stop thrusting into you.

“Yeah?” his voice was out of breath, almost sounding like a sigh when he answered the call, “Where am I? Huh– I’m at the office r-right now…?” he wasn’t even sure if he could keep this act, losing himself more in the feeling of your pussy clenching on his cock– “Oh yeah- I’m okay, uhh- the kids? yyeah, yeah, they’re with my mom right now–” the feeling of keeping up a call with his wife while fucking you made his cock twitch inside of you, feeling like a teenager kissing their crush for the first time. it was no surprise for him that his wife was cheating, but he wanted to keep it like that for the sanity of his kids. 

“Quit the act Kento– I know you’re fucking somebody else right now. See ya at home.”

toji fushiguro (Step-Daddy)

you hated when your mother started dating new guys. they just kept breaking her heart– but you just stopped telling her that it's okay to live without a partner, that she had you by her side, but well… this new man was something else i guess and you didn’t say anything for the sake of your own good mother.

you didn’t like him, but for the sake of your mother you pretended like you do– and let’s be honest, toji doesn’t like children, so when he first met you he wasn’t as social as others… your mom was just too good to simply let go– but the way you moved, talked, dressed caught his attention, and as time passes and he spends more time with your mom– he's no longer drawn to your house just to see your mother, but to see you. 

“Sshhiit- You’re making me feel s’good baby” the lack of air was making you feel giddy, but the way his cock twitched inside your mouth made your core get even wetter. “C’mon baby, ride my shoe,” you wasted no time before your hips started moving, trying to gain some friction and release that tingly feeling coming from your core. 

“D’ya think your mother would like to see her daughter being full of his step-daddy’s cum?” he gets one of his arms behind himself trying to gain some support while his other free hand caresses your cheeks while you continue sucking– this same hand moves out your head and frees his cock out of your mouth, a small strand of saliva connecting your mouth with it–

“Fuck– guess i choose the wrong out of you two”

"I don't ever want to get stuck with babysitting again." (2006)

"No one is allowed to take youth away from young people." (2017)

-Gojo Satoru

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When i think of complete holistic growth, I think of Gojo Satoru. He is a character from the Jujutsu Kaisen series who plays as the teacher or "sensei" of Yuuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Nobara Kugisaki, etc.

Satoru was born with the title of the "strongest" after being the first user of the six eyes and the limitless technique in over 400 years. While this may be a blessing, the repercussions of his birth actually shifted the balance of the Jujutsu world; curses were getting stronger day by day due to this phenomenon. Needless to say, he was spoiled as a child because of the proclamation of being the current "strongest".

His character developed when he was a teenager who enrolled in the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College or Jujutsu High where he shared a class with Suguru Geto and Shoko Ieiri. Notably, Suguru and Satoru had a deep bond with each other with both of them being known at that time as the "strongest" due to their special grade status.

In 2006, both students were assigned to escort and assimilate Riko Amanai with Tengen, an important figure of Jujutsu society. Rather than sending her to Tengen immediately, they let Riko enjoy the last days of her life and her youth. Ultimately, Riko was killed not through assimilation but through a bounty / assassination that was placed on her. Her death disrupted both lives of Gojo and Geto; Gojo aimed to grow stronger and heightened his techniques while Geto was struggling over her death and his opinion of humans since the people responsible for Riko's death were humans. Geto spiraled and eventually became a cursed user (opposite of a sorcer who exorcise curses and protect people), an information that Gojo had a hard time grasping as Geto was someone who he valued in his life.

With Geto's defection, Gojo decided to become a teacher so no one would have to go through what Geto had gone. He aimed to make the next generation stronger or on par with him. In 2017, he met Yuta Okkotsu, a 16 year old, who was planned to be executed due to his immense power of a special grade spirit (and former love interest), Rika Orimoto. Instead of killing Yuta, he enrolled him to his alma matter where he helped him improve on his abilities. Soon after, he met Geto again as he [Geto] proclaimed to create a society where humans ceased to exist.

On the 24th of December 2017, Yuta and Geto clashed with each other, with Yuta standing victorious. During Geto's final moments, he and Gojo talked and it was soon revealed that even after everything, Gojo still had trust for him. Gojo ultimately killed Geto but did not dispose of his body.

The year of that, Yuji Itadori was introduced as a vessel for Sukuna (one of the most dangerous cursed spirits or the "King of Curses"). Once again, an execution was held for Yuji. Gojo took care of Yuji and instilled his teachings onto him.

During the Shibuya Incident, Gojo was sealed due to having an encounter of Pseudo-Geto (an entity named Kenjaku possessed the undisposed body of Geto). After having completely been sealed, Gojo placed immense trust on his comrades.

19 days after being sealed, Gojo was now placed under the predicament of fighting Sukuna, who now possessed Megumi. Although Gojo was killed in the process, he had expressed how thankful he was but regretted that even after he had given his everything, Sukuna was still unfazed. In the afterlife, it was shown that he was with Geto, Nanami, Haibara, and the people who had made his youth the best time of his life, the people who saw him as "human", not the "strongest".

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Gojo was basically a man who was spoiled from the start, looking down on those who he deemed weak. Overtime, his character bloomed after having had lost his youth due to Toji Fushiguro. Toji had a son, Megumi, who Gojo took, trained, and cared for. Aside from the incident with Toji, he had lost his best friend, Geto, and with his defection, he made it his goal to change Jujutsu society's traditional views and help children grow stronger but still maintain their youth. His character is really complex, but what I can learn from him is that being the strongest comes with many consequences. Although his end was bittersweet, he was the happiest when he was able to be with those he cared for, the people responsible for his "blue spring". Gojo is one of my favorite characters in fiction not only because of his charming personality, but because of his character as a whole. He had truly developed over the years and for that, I could say that his growth was worth watching.

This relates to my real life experiences as I am someone who is really stubborn at times, but there are people who have shaped me into becoming better. For that, i am grateful for they have improved my individuality and capabilities.

And just like Gojo, who was perceived as just the strongest, I also struggled to find my true identity. "Are you the strongest because you're Gojo Satoru, or are you Gojo Satoru because you're the strongest?" is the surrounding question of Gojo's existence. It is important to know thyself first to have an established and well-formed holistic growth.

"blue spring"- In Japanese culture, these words imply excitement. It also refers to nostalgia and fondness, as well as a time of happiness and hope.

retrieved from: https://blog.rosettastone.com/5-japanese-words-that-dont-translate-from-japanese-to-english/

(gif credit: top row: silversoulsociety, middle left: tatakaeeren, middle right to the bottom all goes to their respective owners - sorry i found and downloaded those gifs and the image over a month ago and i couldn't find the owners🙇‍♀️)

NANAMI KENTO || uncle kenny!

note: all of this came about because this ask from awhile ago. I’ve had this linked in my drafts for some time now but haven’t had the time or the chance to write for it c: so here I am compensating for the lack of stories that has been published on my end >< but i hope this brings a smile onto your face as much as it did mine~

reference

pronouns: she/her

nanami masterlist | gojo masterlist

“Alright dumpling, got everything you’d need for the next few days?”

At the moment Gojo was kneeling before a little girl with bright white hair, giving them a wide grin whilst she sniffles quietly. Gojo had been called out for an emergency mission, one that might require him to be away from home for at least a few days. Because of this, Gojo had enlisted the help of his kouhai and co-worker, Nanami Kento - dumping the blonde man with babysitting duties while you two are out on commissions. 

Said blonde man was now leaning against the wooden frame of his apartment door, having brought the young Gojo’s bags inside. It was interesting, seeing Gojo and his daughter, a cute girl with bright white hair and e/c eyes named Meiji, interact with one another. When you and Gojo had first gotten together, Nanami had a hard time believing that you had managed to tame the ever annoying playboy. He was even more shocked when Gojo had proposed about two years later, and had gone through with the wedding as well. 

Nanami had thought that it was all a huge prank - not that Gojo isn’t above pranking someone using such a huge and important day in his life for a few chuckles. 

However, when Meiji was born a few years after your marriage, and he had been named as the godfather of the little girl, he had started to see his senpai in a different light. Gone was the mostly childish and hard to handle adult man - now it was the relatively responsible but still somehow annoying young father. Who will tear the entire city down with his bare hands if something were to ever happen to his bubbly little girl, yet would never say no to pulling harmless pranks with her as well. 

It was nice to see the Gojo Satoru growing into his fatherly role quite naturally; and it was the few reasons as to why Nanami had agreed to take on the babysitting role for the next few days. Usually you’d be able to care for her, with the help from your side of the family. But you had been swamped with work as well, and Gojo had convinced you that Nanami would be more than happy to take your little daughter in for some goddaughter-godfather time together. 

“You’re going to be late if you don’t leave soon,” Nanami quietly told Gojo, knowing that his words were going to upset little Meiji even more. And that was evident with how her adorable eyes start to water with unshed tears; a few of them managing to escape and slide down her chubby cheeks. This reaction had Gojo’s heart clenching as he reaches over to wipe her tears with his thumbs, cursing at the people that had to drag him away from her. “Don’t cry for me, dumpling. I’ll be back before you know it. For now, promise me to cause absolute mayhem while I am gone, alright?”

Nanami rolled his eyes at his senpai’s words, knowing that Meiji is the sweetest little girl he’s ever cared for. Even if she wasn’t, there was no way she would get away with any mayhem under his watch. 

After a few more kisses and hugs, Nanami and Meiji waved at Gojo’s moving car until it turned a corner and disappeared. “Don’t worry, little bug. He’ll be back before you know it,” Nanami said with a smile as he reaches into his pocket for his handkerchief, using it to dry Meiji’s teary eyes and quietly cooing for her to blow her nose while he quietly kicked the door close behind them. “Actually, if you are in the mood, I wanted to show you a few of the chia seed plants that we had grown together the last time you were here.”

The mention of the chia pets that her and Nanami had grown together made the little girl perk up ever so slightly, to which the blonde man smiled before he made his way towards his neat kitchen. The chia pets - which were an adorable maneki neko and a cute shibe pet, sat on their own plates on his kitchen windowsill. The last time Meiji had been here, she had begged Nanami to grab these adorable chia pets whilst they were buying new plants for his mini garden. Since Meiji spends quite a nice chunk of time in between Nanami’s place and her family home, he thought that it’d be a good idea to teach her how to be responsible when it comes to things that she had bought and promised to care for.

They had started to sprout their first few seedlings, and with the sunlight and care that Nanami had done on Meiji’s behalf. He had promised to take care of them, since Meiji trusts him to make sure they survive - she was aware enough to know that her father was not the right man when it comes to trying to keep plants alive. But still seeing the seeds starting to sprout all over the chia seed plants had Meiji gasping in delight. “Uncle Kenny! Look!”

“I know,” Nanami said with a soft chuckle as he bounces the little girl in his arms, smiling lightly at how happy she looked as she examines the plants before her. “Do you have a name for them yet?,” He asks the little girl quietly as he sets her down on the counter so he can grabbed a sippy cup for Meiji, pouring her some of her favourite juice that he keeps on hand. “No, not yet...”

“It’s fine, you can take all the time you need,” Nanami said with a reassuring smile as he made sure the lid on the bottle was secure, handing it over to Meiji as she took it from him with a quiet ‘thank you’. “Giving a name to somebody is very important,” Nanami mentions, to which Meiji relaxes a little when she realises that there is no pressure for her new companions. Her relaxed stance had Nanami smiling as he carefully sets her down on the ground so she can walk. “Now, why don’t we go and unpack your stuff so you can get comfortable?”

With that the little girl nodded before Nanami reaches down to grab her hand in his, letting the little girl drag him towards his bedroom; since she usually sleeps with him in his huge king sized bed. He helped the young girl unpack all of her clothes, setting her stuffed animals in the middle of his bed for later and neatly fold away her clothes into an empty drawer in his dresses that he reserves just for her. After they were done, Nanami had suggested for them to relax and enjoy a day at home with some homecooked meals and movies instead. 

It was how Nanami found himself tugging his grey apron on, chuckling as he tied his apron back whilst he watches Meiji push her tiny stepping stool from where it was kept away underneath some cabinets. “Do you want me to help with peeling?,” Nanami asks as he grabbed the veggies he had taken out of the fridge to the sink so he can wash them carefully, keeping an eye on Meiji so she does not pull anything off the countertop as he cleaned the veggies. 

Under his watchful eyes and guiding hands, him and Meiji slowly peeled and cut the veggies before he carefully poured them into a pot of water so they can boil. Once he was sure that the veggies are not going to overflow, he started to bread the chicken for frying later. Meiji watched on curiously at this part, wanting to know yet knowing that it was a ‘big boy’ task that Nanami had informed her before to never interfere with. But it was cute, having a bright eyed child watching as Nanami prepared a simple chicken katsu curry dinner for two. 

After dinner the two had a relaxed night, but the next day Nanami found himself packing up simple lunchboxes as he listens to the sound of excited giggles filling his usually quiet home. He can’t even stop the found smile from tugging at the corner of his lips even if he wanted to, zipping up the simple thermal lunch bag before he sets it near the main door. “ Meiji-chan, let’s go. Or not we are not going to find parking space,” Nanami called out into his home, wanting to try and reach the place where they were visiting before the crowds start to come. 

Today Nanami had decided to bring Meiji to a botanical garden, since it was a new attraction in town that he had been meaning to visit for awhile now. Because he was babysitting a Gojo, his senpai had somehow managed to pull strings so the elders are forced to give Nanami however many days off; or until Gojo returns to he can pick up his precious daughter. So Nanami would take this time to research new attractions in town to bring Meiji to entertain and bond together. 

“Coming!~,” Meiji said from somewhere in his home before he heard her slipper-clad feet running towards him, causing him to chuckle as he turn back to watch her adorable head of white hair bound towards him with her adorable dress flying around her. “Try not to run in the house, Meiji-chan. I just got it waxed recently. I don’t want you to fall and get injured,” Nanami said with a chuckle, watching in amusement as she hums before she kicks off her slippers and puts them into her shoe cubby and grabs her shoes to put on. 

It didn’t take long for Nanami to help her into his car, making sure she was buckled into her booster seat properly before he drove off. The entire journey was filled with Meiji’s ‘important’ questions about their adventure ahead, having always been a curious child. And Nanami entertained them all with a soft smile, not giving away the answer of where they are heading to leave an air of curiosity. When they did finally arrive however, Nanami had to keep a firm hand around her; chuckling at her clear excitement at the sight of the giant glass building before her.

After purchasing a ticket (and Meiji charming all the giggling and cooing employees), Nanami led the young girl through the gates and into the large botanical enclosure. He lead them through a few of the different parts showcasing different plants, helping Meiji hunt down signboards with descriptions of the plants together. In between he’d let her play in those built in playgrounds or interactive kids puzzles, recording and taking pictures of her so you and Gojo would stop badgering him about ‘hogging’ her.

“Alright bug, let’s eat,” Nanami stated after a few hours of running around, having reached the top of an artificial mountain; where a man-made waterfall in the middle of the botanical garden roared on around them. The top of the ‘mountain’ was levelled out to put in a few small stalls and sitting areas for people to enjoy their food in the middle of the ‘clouds’. Nanami had managed to find a free table, and after wiping the table down, he set the food out for the both of them to eat. “Did you wash your hands?,” Nanami asked Meiji as she came bounding over, having been instructed by Nanami to go and wash her hands at the public washbasin, smiling at her enthusiastic nod before he hands her a set of chopsticks.

He had prepared a simple bento for both of them - some kimbap with her favourite fillings, a fruit salad, and some chopped cherry tomatoes with black pepper and salt to help with dehydration from all the running. He was pouring them both a glass of chilled green tea before he carefully handed her a cup, smiling at how she had said her thanks in excitement before she started to eat her food. “Careful, Meiji-chan. The food is not gonna run away,” He teases, quietly mumbling his thanks before he started to dig in as well.

“Your cooking is always good, Uncle Kenny!,” Meiji managed through her mouthful, to which Nanami just chuckles before he reaches over to gently wipe her face clean. “Thank you, little lady. But remember not to talk with your mouth open,” He teases as he kisses her on the face, finding it adorable that she seemed so enamoured by something as simple as his cooking. But he decided not to make another comment as he returned to his bento, making sure to check on Meiji in between so she does not drip sauce on her clothes.

After they finished their meals, Nanami made sure to clean the place up while instructing Meiji to clean her hands from all the food residue. They hung out around the garden for a little while longer before Meiji’s little body started to shut down; and soon Nanami found himself having to carry the little girl out in his arms as she had fallen asleep on their way out. When they got home he had managed to wake her up for a bit to give her a bath and puts her in some comfy clothes before he sets her down in her bed so she can rest whilst he prepared a simple dinner.

This routine of theirs went on for almost an entire week - with Nanami and Meiji either doing things like visiting museums, theme parks, or even the zoo; going home to prepare dinner together or going out to have dinner together at a restaurant to try new foods, or just enjoying an evening cuddling while they caught up on some TV shows or chapters of a book that Nanami was reading. 

Fortunately (or unfortunately for Nanami), you had been given the all clear from work - so you had called him late last night that you can meet them for dinner before you bring Meiji home. Nanami had told Meiji of the plan, and while she was excited to be going home after being away from both her room and her parents. But she was also sad, because it means she has to leave the routine that she had been used to over the last week behind; and also leave her ‘favourite uncle’s home once more.

“Don’t be sad, princess,” Nanami said with a soft chuckle as he gently brushes through Meiji’s hair, having just given her a bath so he can get her ready for the dinner. The younger girl just pouts instead of answering any questions, to which Nanami just chuckles before he kisses her on the cheek. “Aren’t you excited to go home to all your stuffies and toys? And your mama? I am sure you do,”

“..b-but you aren’t there,” She mumbles through a wet sniffle, her reaction causing Nanami’s heart to flutter in his chest as he chuckles, kissing her on the forehead before he gathers her little body into his arms. “I can visit soon, you know, Don’t have to be so down in the dumps,” He reassures the younger girl, kissing her on forehead as he cuddles her her close, having no heart to tell her that her that he just found extra cute. “So dry your tears, little one. I am sure you don’t want to stress mama out, right?”

With another sniffle and quiet nod Nanami quietly reassuring the little girl as he checked over the bags; making sure all her new things were packed up along with her clothes and stuffies before he zips her bag up. The restaurant you had chosen wasn’t that far from his home, so he just grabbed her bags before he started to walk them to the restaurant. He distracted Meiji by pointing out a bunch of random but funny things - the neighbour's funny cat statue by her window, the pretty flowers on the hedges, the puppies that were being walked an elderly man who Nanami greeted with a smile and wave.

It didn’t take long for them to arrive at the restaurant, where he had told the hostess who he was looking for. Being regulars at the restaurant, the owner had already prebooked a private room for the both of you; so Nanami just greeted the jolly old man before he made his way towards the room tucked away behind the restaurant. Meiji, who had demanded for Nanami to put her down the moment they entered the city, had excitedly run towards the room; one of the waitresses giggling as she helped the excited girl push the shoji door open.

“Mama!”

“Oh, my sweet angel!,” You cooed as you quickly shifted onto your knees, catching your running daughter with a giggle after she kicked her shoes off at the edge of the step leading to the tatami flooring of the dining area. Nanami thanked the waitress as he entered behind the young girl, smiling at you in greeting as he arranged the shoes before he sets Meiji’s bags aside while you showered your giggling daughter in love and kisses. “Have you been a good girl to Nanamin?”

“Uh-huh!,” She said with a giggle as Nanami quietly greets you, thanking the waitress as he settles down in his seat; his glass being filled with water. “How has work been? Relieved that it’s over now?,” Nanami asked with a smile as Meiji happily curls up into your arms, seeing you after being away for a week finally causing her to realise how much she does miss your embrace. “You know it. Haven’t been able to even eat or sleep without someone bombarding me with calls. But I have been given two days off by the company, so I will be using them wisely for some mother-daughter time.”

Nanami just chuckles at how happy you looked, letting Meiji and you gush over all the things the both of you will do as he scans over the menu before him. “Ah, don’t worry about the food - I’ve already pre-ordered some things that I know you like and the newest dishes for the season for us to try,” You stated as you reach over to gently close the menu, to which Nanami just blinks before he smiles, setting the menu aside.  

“You know me too well.”

Soon the both of you caught up with everything that had happened while you were gone, Meiji running between you and Nanami to disturb the both of you; since neither of you were giving her your full attention. Nanami didn’t mind - allowing for Meiji to get away with small things like playing with the collar of his turtle neck of playfully putting on his golden rim glasses on her tiny face. But he made sure to stop her when the food was being served, worried that she was going to get hurt if hot wood were to be dropped on her by accident. 

You just smile softly at the sight, finding it adorable that Nanami was so gentle around your daughter. “You know, you should start to look for someone as well. Start a family of your own,” You teased the blonde male as you grabbed a piece of meat, smiling as Meiji thanked you happily when you placed it on the child plate that the restaurant provided. “You seem to get along well with Meiji so much, it will be cute to see you having a kid of your own.”

Nanami pauses mid chew, already dreading where this conversation was going as you gave him a mischievous smile, placing your chopsticks down to give him your full attention. “I know a girl in my department, two years younger. Comes from a small but successful family of trading businessmen, but wanted to make a name for herself in my industry. Very private, very cute, and she loves kids as well. Who knows, you two might hit it off,” You said with a grin as Nanami gave you an awkward smile, swallowing his mouthful of rice before he responded. “Are you trying to set me up here, Gojo-san?”

“Why so formal all of a sudden?,” You grumbled with a pout, knowing that Nanami was trying to tease you in his own way as you quietly rest your elbows on the table before you. A sign that you were getting down to business; something Nanami found both amusing but dreadful at the same time. “You should try. You never know, you two might hit it off,” You commented with a smile, a smile that made Nanami realise that there was no way for him to escape this talk without giving you the answer that you clearly wanted from him.

He can see why Gojo fell for you so hard. “If you seem to be singing such high praises for her, I guess I have no reason to decline.”

“Perfect!,” You perked up with a wide grin, grabbing your chopsticks to pick some veggies and meat for Meiji; since she had gently tugged at the end of your shirt. “I am going to set up a nice cafe date for the both of you. It’s a new place ‘toru had found online, so I am hoping that even if the date doesn’t go as well as I hope, you can tell me if it’s worth visiting,” You commented as you returned to your meal, your words causing Nanami to blink at you in shock. “Are you trying to tell me that you’re using me, Y/N-san?”

All he got in response was a teasing smile before you went back to eating, your reaction causing the blonde man to actually let out a breathless chuckle before he returned to his meal as well. Yeah, he can definitely see why the Gojo Satoru fell for you. “Alright. I will make sure to try all the chocolate pastries there, either while on this ‘date’ or for takeaway before I report back to you.”

With that the both of you returned to your diner, with you being in higher spirits that you were at the start of the dinner. And as much as Nanami cannot fathom how you asking me to go on a date would bring you so much joy, he decided to make no comment as he continued to eat his food. It also didn’t take long for either of you to finish the rest of the meal, and soon you had the family driver pull up to the front of the restaurant as you two stood in front of the restaurant. “Thank you again for the dinner. I could have split it with you just fine.”

“No need. You took in Meiji when neither of us were busy, for an entire week at that,” You commented as you wave Nanami off, giving him a smile since he was holding onto both your bag and Meiji’s bags. The little girl was currently snoozing in your arms, having eaten way too much and had grown sleepy half way through eating the ice cream you had ordered her. “Are you sure you don’t need me to drop you off? It’s already late, and I don’t want you to walk home alone in the dark.”

“I’ll be fine,” Nanami said with a smile, since his place was in walking distance. “I don’t want to trouble you all, even more so after you had paid for dinner,” He said, handing the bags off to the driver when the car had pulled up beside the both of you. Wordlessly Nanami opened the door for you, since you were still holding onto a sleeping Meiji in your arms. You thanked him with a smile, and after letting him gently kiss Meiji on the head in goodbye, he waved your car off as your car pulled out and onto the main road.

Wordlessly he turned to face the direction to his home, hands slipping into his pocket as he made his way down the familiar street. It felt a little lonelier than usual, without a small body pressing against his chest or a tiny hand gripping onto his finger as a childish voice talking his ear off. Knowing that he’ll return to a quiet home once more made his heart sink, his mind wandering to the dinner you two had once more. 

“A date, huh?”

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The Megumi-Is-Babysat Incident

General Audiences | chaos, attempt at humour

“I don’t like yellow,” Nanami argued. “Too loud.”

Megumi stared meaningfully at his hair. “Suuure you don’t.”

“I don’t,” Nanami insisted, trying not to lift a hand to cover his hair. “And yellow wouldn’t fit with my colour scheme, anyway.”

Megumi hummed. “Blue, then. You like blue,” he added, nodding to Nanami’s shirt. “Do you know blue is the most common favourite colour?”

Nanami ignored the jab – it was good to be ordinary, thank you very much – and put a pink flower decisively in his basket. “Pink.”

“Very 2006,” Megumi nodded. “I see what you’re going for.”

“I’m not ‘going for’ anything. It’s just the best flower.”

“So it’s nothing, huh? The pink flowers, the loud patterns-“

“You spend too much time with Gojo,” Nanami told him, swapping his flower for a yellow one.

--------------------------

OR: Nanami realises that Gojo really did raise this kid.

Babysit the kid, they said. It’ll be easy, they said.

The last time Nanami had met Megumi, he’d met a small, polite boy of about seven, who refused to go within a metre of Gojo and hid a snicker whenever Nanami said anything particularly cutting. Ten-year-old Megumi was a very different creation: for one thing, he was taller, which was a miracle; all Gojo probably fed him was sweets and carrots (which are the only vegetable Gojo ever deigned to eat). For another thing, he’d gained enough confidence to snark at Gojo by himself, which Nanami wasn’t complaining about. It was tiring being the only one with any common sense.

But apparently, three years of constant Gojo did odd things to one’s psyche.

“If we get red, it’ll clash with the carpets,” Megumi informed him, as Nanami poked around in the plant section. “Better get yellow.”

“I don’t like yellow,” Nanami argued, lifting a pink flower to the light. “Too loud.”

Megumi stared meaningfully at his hair. “Suuuure you don’t.”

“I don’t,” Nanami insisted, forcing himself not to lift a hand to cover his hair. “And yellow wouldn’t fit with the colour scheme anyway.”

Megumi hummed. “Blue, then. You like blue,” he added, nodding to Nanami’s shirt. “Did you know blue is the most common favourite colour in the world?”

Nanami ignored the obvious jab – it was good to be ordinary, thank you very much – and put the pink flower decisively in his basket. “Pink.”

“Very 2006,” Megumi nodded. “I see what you’re going for.”

“I’m not ‘going for’ anything. It’s just the best flower.”

“Oh. So it’s nothing, huh? The pink flowers, the loud patterns-“

Nanami gave in to temptation and put a hand over his tie defensively. Megumi raised an eyebrow.

“You spend too much time with Gojo,” Nanami told him, swapping his flower for a yellow one. Megumi rolled his eyes.

“Duh, he lives with me.”

“Doesn’t mean you have to spend time with him.”

“Have you ever tried being in the same building as ‘Toru? He’ll hunt you down until you spend time with him.”

Nanami winced in sympathy. “Yeah, I see what you mean. You call him by his first name, though.”

Megumi immediately slapped a hand over his own mouth, eyes widened in horror. “I wasn’t supposed to say that in public!” he whined, muffled by his hand. “I meant Gojo. Gojo, Gojo, Gojo, Gojo, Gojo-“

“Careful, if you say his name enough times you’ll summon him,” Nanami warned, having fallen into this trap several times himself. Megumi shrugged and took his hand off his mouth.

“Whatever. If I summon him, he’ll at least tell you not to buy pink.”

“What, are you the masculinity police or something?”

Megumi stared at him, judgement clear in his eyes. “I live with a man who has forcefully put glitter in my eyebrows before. I’m just saying, pink is not your colour. Try yellow.” He motioned aggressively to Nanami’s hair, and then the flower in the basket, as if to prove his point.

Nanami sighed. If he tried to call Gojo – come pick up your kid!!!! – he’d never hear the end of it (the great Nanami gives up because he’s been bullied by a ten year old? Wow. I’m gonna add that to your eulogy), so he stuck with the safe option and simply ushered Megumi towards the counter. “Let’s get out of here, hm?”

“Only if you get me cookies,” Megumi immediately bargained, pulling Nanami the opposite way.

“When did you get so bratty?” Nanami asked, following him obediently. Megumi sighed.

“I am not bratty, I am confident and aware of my own needs,” he recited, not even looking back.

“Oh, very good. Did Gojo teach you that?”

“Yeah.”

“Thought so,” Nanami nodded, followed by “the little shit,” in an undertone he prayed Megumi couldn’t hear.

“Gojo says only he’s allowed to swear,” Megumi told him. Apparently the low tone wasn’t low enough.

“He means only adults are allowed to swear.”

“No, only he’s allowed. Shoko isn’t either.”

“Well, I’m allowed to swear, whoever else might or might not be,” Nanami said firmly.

Megumi fished in his pocket for a minute, before bringing out an electric blue flip phone to wave in Nanami’s face. “Should I call him and find out?”

“No,” Nanami hurried to grab the phone, “No, I don’t think you need to do that-“

“It’s not like he’s busy, he’s probably just in a bar somewhere,” Megumi reasoned, “Wouldn’t it be better if we just asked what he thought-?”

“That is probably true,” Nanami allowed, “But we don’t need to bother him and we don’t need to know. We’re just going to pretend it didn’t happen, okay?”

“Why? You’re allowed to swear, aren’t you?”

Nanami cursed the heavens above for giving Gojo such a mouldable child to work with. “Yes, I am, so I don’t need to ask Gojo for permission,” he reasoned.

“But I can’t tell him?”

“Well, you can, but it won’t be a big thing.”

Megumi hummed distrustfully. “Well, I won’t tell him if you get me cookies.”

“Blatant blackmail,” Nanami complained. “I see how it is. Alright then, for go for it.”

Megumi, who had apparently chosen smiling as the one thing he wouldn’t pick up from Gojo, nodded and continued dragging Nanami all over the store. It was about to be a loooooong day.

   Nanami wasn’t really one to question parenting techniques – he’d never had a kid, he wasn’t really qualified to judge. However, Gojo’s odd choices were really beginning to shine through.

First was giving a ten-year-old a phone; Megumi had been sat playing Snake for the past half hour, refusing to interact with anyone else unless Nanami offered him another cookie. Second was telling him to recite ‘I am confident and aware of my own needs’ whenever anyone accused him of being rude, and third was teaching him to announce what he was doing to the world at large every five minutes.

“I hit my lowest score yet,” he informed Nanami, not even looking up from his phone.

“Did Gojo teach you to do that?”

“Hit low scores? Yeah, he sucks at Snake.”

“I mean, telling me you hit low scores.”

“Oh, sorry, it’s habit,” Megumi apologised, not looking at all sorry. “If I give live updates it stops him asking, ‘cos that’s just irritating.”

“Live updates are also irritating.”

Megumi opened his mouth, probably to tell Nanami that he was confident and aware of his own needs, but the doorbell rang.

"Saved by the bell,” Nanami muttered, standing to get the door.

“It’s Gojo,” Megumi observed, pushing himself off the sofa.

“How would you know? You can’t see through walls.”

“I can smell him.”

“He does stink,” Nanami agreed, “But not really enough to get through walls.”

“He’s very powerful,” Megumi shrugged. “It gets everywhere at home.”

“What, does he blow up your house or something? How does his power get everywhere?”

“What, you can’t smell it?”

“Smell what?”

“His power. Duh.”

Now, it wasn’t unheard of for powers to have a smell, especially for those close to the sorcerer, but for it to be recognizable, strong, and distinct, there would have to be an emotional closeness on par with a couple married for about ten years. Since Megumi had only known Gojo for three, and was constantly complaining about him, Nanami felt this was doubtful.

“You can smell his power,” Nanami repeated, disbelieving. “And you’re sure it’s not his deodorant.”

“Very sure,” Megumi agreed. “I can smell them both, but his deodorant doesn’t go through walls.”

“Using my own words against me,” Nanami noted. “Nice. Alright then. If I open the door and it’s Gojo, you win.” This was Nanami’s trump card, since it was three minutes before Gojo was due to pick Megumi up – and Gojo was always, unfailingly, late. Nanami reached for the door handle.

“Hey, Nanami!” Gojo chirped.

Nanami closed the door again.

“Why’d you do that?!” Megumi protested, opening the door himself. “Hey, Gojo. You’re late.”

“I’m early,” Gojo argued, tapping his watch. “By three minutes.”

“Your watch is slow,” Megumi told him. “My phone says you’re a minute late.”

“My watch says three minutes early,” Nanami interjected, mainly because he now knew what it felt like to be targeted by this kid.

“Late.” Megumi’s face didn’t move from its patent apathy.

“Late,” Gojo agreed, giving up. “Ready to go home?”

“Yeah.”

“Had dinner?”

“Cookies.”

Gojo’s expression turned to one of betrayal as he lifted his face to look at Nanami. “Is that it?”

“He wouldn’t eat anything else,” Nanami defended, hands up in a surrendering gesture. “There wasn’t a lot I could do.”

“Aw, Megs, you need to eat vegetables sometimes,” Gojo sighed, ruffling Megumi’s hair before his hand was batted away. “Poor Nanami, you must have been a nightmare.” Having said that, Gojo didn’t look at all bothered about the trouble Nanami went through; he seemed mainly perturbed by Megumi’s eating.

“He probably gets it from you,” Nanami commented. “Only eating sugar.”

“You think he’s like me?” Gojo beamed. “Me too. He’s a superstar. Aren’t you, Gumi?”

Megumi grimaced at the nickname. “No.”

“You don’t mean that~”

“Are you going to stand in my hallway all night?” Nanami interrupted. “Go home, and take that terror with you.”

“Yes, sir,” Gojo saluted. “But he isn’t a terror.”

“Let me guess, he’s confident and aware of his own needs.”

“You got it! Try to reduce the bad vibes next time,” Gojo advised. “See ya later, alligator!”

Megumi rolled his eyes at Gojo’s antics, but waved. “Bye.”

A flicker, and they were gone; Gojo’s show-off power was at full force today, it seemed.

Nanami closed the door with a sigh of relief, welcoming the silence of his empty apartment.

The phone rang.

“Hi, Nanami!” Gojo’s voice echoed through the answer machine. “Just wanted to ask if you’re free for next week?”

He put his head in his hands. Please, God, give him a nice kid next time.

A03 | Exclusives | Tip Me

Gojo x Namami|Confession and Date|JJK OneShot

Summary: Gojo confesses to Nanami after a mission, leading to the two going on an awkward date. Only to have a small run in with two familiar sorcerers.

Nanami looked at Gojo, his usual stiff expression was replaced with wide eyes, feeling his cheeks grow hot as they dusted with blush. He didn’t know what to say, or even if he had heard him right; Gojo actually confessed to him.

The two stood outside the school gates after reporting from another mission with the students. Originally Nanami had been called in because they were splitting the students into groups. The two didn’t see each other often, even on the field.

It took Gojo a second to realise what he had said before he covered his mouth, maybe worried in case he let something else slip out. As straightforward and careless the man was, it was the last thing he expected himself to say, especially after a mission.

The man fixed his tie, as if it wasn’t already in perfect shape. Coming to the conclusion that he heard him correctly, as the confession was followed by a strained silence.

“Gojo I-”

“How about I treat you to a day out?” Gojo cut him off, his usually demeanour having returned. Like he was trying to get rid of the unfamiliar atmosphere surrounding them. Surprisingly Nanami agreed, he’d have to check his schedule but he could easily dish it out to someone else if it concerned curses.

•~❉᯽❉~•

The two had decided to meet at the local aquarium for their first date, neither of them wanted to admit it but they weren’t used to relationships. Being sorcerers didn’t really allow much time for much dating.

Nanami waited impatiently for Gojo, he knew how often the other bailed on missions or arrived at the last minute. A part of him hoped that for once he would be on time. He wore something a bit more casual than his usual attire; a black turtleneck paired with a light grey coat and navy dress pants. He was strangely nervous, after hearing Gojo’s confession it was all he could think about. Checking his phone every so often to see if Gojo had messaged him about a cancellation or if he was coming; nothing.

“Nanami!” Called a voice, causing Nanami to turn his head towards the voice like a stiff but curious kid. His eyes soon met with Gojo; it seemed like he had a similar idea in outfits, his blindfold having been replaced with small rounded dark blue glasses.

“So you can show up on time?” Nanami asked, trying to hide the relief that briefly crossed his features. The question caused Gojo to smile, his hands stuffed into his pockets.

“Of course I do, what type of person do you take me for?” He retorted, he wanted to ruffle the others' neat hair out of reflex, he was used to doing it to his students. But he managed to stop himself before the idea grew any further.

“Well, shall we head inside?” Gojo asked, pointing to the aquarium sign above them. Nanami nodded, not trusting himself to say something he’d later regret as the two made their way inside.

•~❉᯽❉~•

It felt like he was babysitting a child, watching Gojo move quickly between the tanks; amazed by the different groups of fish swimming around.

“What are you doing?” Nanami asked, his tone betraying him, causing him to come off as irritated. He caught up to the other, allowing himself to peer into one of the tanks. It looked empty, he couldn’t spot anything on the other side of the glass. Until he noticed something from the corner of his eye; moving. Nanami jumped back, the action causing Gojo to laugh as he pointed to the sign in front of the tank that had information about the fish in question.

“Hey, it's a Marine Betta fish.” Gojo said, while trying to hide his smile when Nanami looked back at him.

“Very funny, and get rid of that stupid smile.” Nanami complained, if it wasn’t for the slight blush that tinted his cheeks the man would have come off as irritated. He took a deep breath before straightening himself out.

Gojo looked at him, frowning as he watched. A part of him wished he wasn’t so uptight about things, when he envisioned the date he had expected Nanami to loosen up. But he looked surprised when the other listened, it made him feel bad.

“Sorry- I shouldn’t be so rude. Your smile is alright I suppose,” Nanami said, looking away from him. What a strange first date it was.

•~❉᯽❉~•

They continued through the aquarium, this time staying closer together and admiring the different fishes and other types of aquatic creatures that the place housed. Sometimes Gojo would take hold of Nanami’s hand, pulling him along to one of the tanks if he saw something interesting. He acted as carefree as he always did, on the odd occasion he kept a hold on his hand for longer then he should have. One of them always pulled away when it started to feel like it was a bother to the other.

The two had just gotten some drinks, with Gojo getting a slushie and Nanami getting a coffee. He was quick to notice the look of disappointment on Gojo’s face when they left the small set up shop.

“Don’t tell me you’re sad that I didn’t get the same as you,” Nanami said. Even Though the man looked displeased about it he’d rather the other didn’t sulk about it.

“You’re so up tight. Come on, at least try it then.” Gojo said holding out his to him, surprisingly Nanami gave in after little thought and took a small sip; watermelon and raspberry. But there was something else that he couldn’t figure out.

“It’s not bad I suppose,” Nanami admitted as he wiped the corner of his mouth. It made Gojo smile more than he already had been.

“What’s with that face? You look stupid,” Nanami mentioned, before he turned his attention to something behind Gojo. Where he thought he had spotted someone, causing him to sigh.

“How long are they going to keep following us?” He asked, gesturing his cup of coffee to one of the nearby displays behind Gojo; peeking out from behind were Itadori and Nobara. He recognised the two as first years, specifically the ones Gojo looked after. The two must have been tailing them for a while. Gojo’s cheeks became flushed when he looked over his shoulders, when they knew they had been spotted the two ducked behind the display. Trying to appear out of sight.

He couldn’t help but sigh, he knew what they were like as he gestured them away. They were getting a few odd looks from people walking by. Figuring there was no way to avoid it, he looked back at Nanami.

“I’m really sorry about them, I had no idea they would be up to… This” Gojo apologised, he wasn’t ashamed of his students. But sometimes he felt like they too crossed the line, even with the shenanigans they all got up to as a group.

But it was like that moment never happened, as Gojo swung an arm around Nanami’s shoulders pulling him closer to his side.

“Now where were we?” He asked, as they continued on their way through the aquarium. He soon released his hold and casually drank his slushie, a hand in his pocket. It just seemed like it got awkward between the two after that, neither of them were used to relationships, let alone dates. Unsure how to break the silence, it was obvious the two were still trailing behind them.

•~❉᯽❉~•

The date continued after that with a few more awkward moments, sometimes Gojo felt Nanami looking at him. But each time he looked at him the other seemed to have looked away.

Other times consisted of when they stopped at the small booths to get something to eat, one time Nanami mustered a laugh after Gojo had gotten icing on both his nose and above his lip.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” Gojo asked, it seemed like he didn’t notice. But he did, the man always noticed things, as he watched Nanami grab a napkin. Where he made the unexpected joke of Gojo inhaling the cold delight.

Sometimes they didn’t know what to say to each other as the day neared to an end and they had exited the building.

“Thanks for today, I honestly thought you would have ditched-” Nanami admitted, feeling slightly ashamed it was the thought that had come to mind when he was waiting. Even if the feeling didn’t really come across on his face. He didn’t know how to properly end the date, Gojo seemed to have the same thought process.

“So… Erm, did you have fun?” Nanami asked, he seemed a bit hesitant. He didn’t want the day to end but there wasn’t much else they could do at the aquarium.

“Of course I did, well minus the two who are watching behind the sign right now…” Gojo sighed, pointing to show that Itadori and Nobara hadn’t left them alone. What was up with those two?

“They’re your students Gojo, but we should do this again sometime. Maybe without them around.” Nanami said, ruffling up his white hair before they parted ways. Figuring that neither of them wanted to rush into things, during the date it had been painfully obvious the two weren’t used to anything like it. While Nanami wished he hadn’t been so uptight, but there was always next time as he heard a buzz from his phone.

Gojo:You didn’t let me answer, but I’d love that second date.

Reading the message from Gojo Nanami felt his cheeks heat up again, as much as he took him for an idiot he had to admit he liked him too. But he wasn’t quite ready to really admit it to him.

A little-late 2022 anime roundup, all seasons were SO good.

I’m just catching up the Fall/Oct slot and I STILL have a couple more on the watch list. Looking back and at the upcoming shows, I’m glad I got to catch along with some wholesome and story-rich shows last year. I gravitate towards comedy with anime and I gotta say 2022 was brighter because of them.

January started with My Dress Up Darling. I was drawn to its dressmaking/doll setting and it turns out a very charming puppy love story. I’m in love with both of the protagonists. It’s a very sweet and (drawn) beautiful anime, albeit bit on the fan service side.

In a similar vein is April’s Love After World Domination, a romeo-and-juliet with a tokusatsu twist. I’m being FED at two seasons in a row of tokusatsu-themed anime, after January’s Ms. Kuroitsu from the Monster Development Department. Neither of them have a “high-budget” but enough to deliver a heartfelt play on the genre. As a tokusatsu fan, I like Kuroitsu better she’s easily “one of us”, and for its spotlight on local heroes. The characters play off each other well in Love but the permise of fake not-dating can only go for so long before it turns stale. The anime hence takes direction off from the battlefield and paints a even greener high-school first love, then delivers a suited finale to maintain status quo. I’ve finished the rest of manga since, the quality still keeps up. The world could’ve been expanded but it’s not a bad ending to leave things there as well. I would miss it though.

Three anime active per season is about as much as I can handle (plus nitiasa and your week sw release) so I naturally watched the two biggest anime in April as well, Spy x Family and Paripi Koumei. Given Spy’s overwhelming popularity, I was just watching it like a 8pm sitcom, a familiar, cheerful presence. Koumei on the other hand, was wild as it was moving. This kind of insane permise is exactly what I look for. The brewing storm as Eiko and  Nanami face off is tense and when they sing! It may be a little dragging in the middle but overall a memorable show. Look forward to a S2!

During the July season I actually didn’t watched much? Oh wait, it was THREE seasons in a row of Tokusatsu anime because W is back!!!!!! I’m so excited for Fuuto Tantei. I remember looking up the manga just to see how the story goes after the first episode. The mysteries were good. Besides nostalgia, it was so refreshing to see the fantastical exaggerated in the animation format. Look forward to a S2 as well!

Another two lighter shows I watched in the summer was Isekai Ojisan and Kamikuzu Idol. Ojisan had me clapping and expectant, but I lost the motivation to finish it since their schedule conflict. Kamikuzu shares the same review from the next paragraph.

Onto Fall. On the slice-of-life side, The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting was a bit slow, but decent enough for a weekly lunch companion. The overall setting with its cast of handsome men feels very target audience so I’m not too attached to it.

Somehow tagged along to I'm the Villainess, So I'm Taming the Final Boss. I’m  not into Isekai but I saw Katarina last year and that was interesting enough. I started watching because it was conveniently on Youtube. This one has an interesting plot, and I like the tease between the two protagonists, but it was so rushed. People say the light novel is better but I’m not sure I like it enough to read them. They are nice as thee short movies, especially that the finale is most evidently harmed by its rush pace.

Another light novel adaptaion is Koukyuu no Karasu. I eventually watched it when I had some time. It was more episodic than I expected and more detective than fantasy. It has some decent lore and as opposed, I am a little interested in reading the light novel as I don’t think this show performs good enough for a second season. (That said the probability of me actually picking one up is close to 10% only)

4nin wa Sorezore Uso wo Tsuku is a gem. I was laughing and clapping to it every episode. Plain as in nothing dramatic happen, but maybe that’s just because the set-up is about as absurd as it could get. I could watch this for hours. By the way, Tsubasa/Tsuyoshi’s older sister is MVP.

Akiba Maid War is so good. Yes, it’s a yakuza story wrapped under a maid costume but that in itself was good? The worldbuilding is rich and even side characters are memorable. It’s not as good as group character building like ZLS but the main characters (Ranko and Nagomi) stayed strong. I saw a review saying it was ‘using a formula on the wrong question yet still gets the correct answer’. Yeah, that’s what it was. The technical aspect is fantastic. Situation comedy top notch. It’s 90% how I felt the first time watching ZLS, it’s crazy it’s funny it’s moving it’s reflective it’s unexpected. Likewise, somehow wish I was there every week but also glad I now finished it in 24 hours.

It could be recency bias but I really do think Akiba Maid War is my favourite anime of 2022! I thought it was gonna be Marin even though I don’t thing it the objectively ‘best’ anime of 2022 but I enjoyed experiencing those characters very much. Then in the end AkiMaid is the only original anime on this list? Then it has to go to them! (LycoReco and Bochi is on my list but I don’t think I have time to watch them until March) The simple fact tha I remebered plot to every episodes and immediately want to rewatch it after the binge is no small feat, as is its comparibility/compatibility with ZLS.

P.S. Pick-ups!

I finally finished WEP after more than a year 😅 Episode 13 wasn’t... bad? It wraps up some plotlines but as a finale, the impact of Episode 12 was better with the metaphorical death of an “immature” Ai. It’s almost like 13 was necessary to tell a complete story but supplemental to an art piece. The show left a lot to interpretation in its beginning/building but the last few episodes with Frill feels like it took a swift turn into packaging it as a proper science fiction story that just seems, out of tone? with the coming-of-age metaphor aspect of it. It was like the egg hunt was an a dream space, a self-exploration journey that doens’t matter if it was real or not, and they took the veil off of it, but instead of clarity it’s just an ugly haze? Well maybe not ugly but, imbalanced. I’m not, disappointed in it, because I think my age right now has limited how I see the show, and I couldn’t turn back the clock and ask myself at 14 or 16 how I would feel about it. Overall just a little bit of a shame it wasn’t as good as it can get. But just the visuals and questions were a good worth of my time.

drabble masterlist

♥︎ - smut ☾ - fluff/angst

SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN.

♥︎ your fave loves you

ARMIN ARLERT.

♥︎ voyeur!armin ♥︎ armin with a breeding kink

EREN JAEGER.

♥︎ eren marking you ♥︎ eren taking your virginity ♥︎ corruption kink eren ♥︎ exhibitionist gamer!eren

ERWIN SMITH.

♥︎ giving erwin head ♥︎ brat tamer erwin

HANGE ZOE.

♥︎ hange n their strap

LEVI ACKERMAN.

♥︎ virgin levi

MIKASA ACKERMAN.

☾ netball rival mikasa

PORCO GALLIARD.

♥︎ stepbro!reiner and porco

REINER BRAUN.

♥︎ sleepy head from reiner ♥︎ thigh riding ♥︎ baby fever n reiner ☾ waking up next to reiner ♥︎ car sex ♥︎ nipple piercings ♥︎ service dom dilf!reiner ♥︎ mechanic!reiner ♥︎ stepbro!reiner and porco

JUJUTSU KAISEN.

KENTO NANAMI.

♥︎ stepdad nanami ♥︎ professor nanami ♥︎ babysitting for single dad nanami

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO.

♥︎ pegging megumi

NOBARA KUGISAKI.

♥︎ i love kugisaki

SATORU GOJO.

♥︎ fat cock gojo

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA.

EIJIROU KIRISHIMA.

♥︎ big dick kiri

HITOSHI SHINSO.

♥︎ whiny shinsou :(

IZUKU MIDORIYA.

☾ gamerboy izuku ♥︎ personal trainer izuku ♥︎ riding sub!izuku ♥︎ zuku piss kink ☾ quiet nights

KATSUKI BAKUGOU.

☾ phone call

KEIGO TAKAMI/HAWKS.

♥︎ hawks being a meanie ♥︎ cherry chaser hawks ♥︎ sitting on keigo's face ♥︎ hawks in springtime heat ♥︎ stepbro!keigo ☾ comfort hawks ♥︎ baby trapping keigo ♥︎ giving keigo head after work ♥︎ hawks and bunny!reader ♥︎ lovesick keigo

MIRIO TOGATA.

♥︎ sex with mirio :( ♥︎ overstimulating mirio

SHOTA AIZAWA.

♥︎ breeding kink shota

SHOTO TODOROKI.

♥︎ closet perv shoto ♥︎ picnic sex with shoto

TENKO SHIMURA/TOMURA SHIGARAKI.

♥︎ shiggy in bed ♥︎ shigaraki and his chubby gf ♥︎ mean shiggy :( ♥︎ shiggy taking care of you ♥︎ soft shiggy hcs :( ♥︎ shiggy breeding you ♥︎ jealous shiggy ♥︎ shigaraki n somno ♥︎ body worship ♥︎ gamer bf shiggy ♥︎ autumn with shigaraki ♥︎ so in love with you ♥︎ desperate shigaraki ♥︎ pegging shigaraki ♥︎ once more to see u brainrot

TENYA IIDA.

♥︎ "studying" with tenya ♥︎ soft sex after a long day ♥︎ angry sex with tenya ♥︎ lewding tenya ♥︎ tenya mr. big breeder balls

TOSHINORI YAGI/ALL MIGHT.

♥︎ size kink toshi ♥︎ mr. eats pussy for his pleasure

TOUYA TODOROKI/DABI.

♥︎ dabi cries during sex ♥︎ lovesick dabi ♥︎ your first time round two ♥︎ dabi loves eye contact ♥︎ morning ritual with dabi

KIMETSU NO YAIBA.

GIYUU TOMIOKA.

♥︎ the first time giyu touches you

TANJIRO KAMADO.

♥︎ soft dom tanjirou

HAIKYUU.

ASAHI AZUMANE.

♥︎ service dom asahi ♥︎ gym rat asahi

DAICHI SAWAMURA.

♥︎ comfort daichi during finals ♥︎ gym rat daichi ☾ sweet daichi thoughts

KEI TSUKISHIMA.

♥︎ mean dom!tsukki

KIYOOMI SAKUSA.

☾ husband!omi

TOBIO KAGEYAMA.

♥︎ blowjob after practice

SHOYO HINATA.

♥︎ hinata piss kink

DEATH NOTE. 

L LAWLIET.

♥︎ L eating pussy

PSYCHO PASS.

NOBUCHIKA GINOZA.

♥︎ somno with nobu

no chara.

♥︎ where's my good girl?

last updated: 10/11/21

ADVENTURES IN BABYSITTING

fem child! reader

jujutsu kaisen x black child! reader

fluff, angst kinda if can even classify as angst, crack

summary: the first years have to babysit you and within two hours they lose you in sendai.

characters: fushiguro megumi, itadori yuji, kugisaki nobara, sukuna, and gojo satoru.

mentions of: nanami kento, principal yaga, ieiri shoko and the second years

continuation of gojo as a single dad!

warnings: none i think

notes: since y’all liked the first one i decided to make another.

not edited

the first years were a last resort

i am serious 😭

gojo desperately needed a babysitter and there was no one else cause nanami was on a mission as were the second years and shoko had traveled out of the country with yaga to deal with something

there is a good reasons why gojo won’t leave you alone with the second years

1. they were lowkey irresponsible 2. the last time they babysat you, you fell off a roof and almost died (megumi summoned nue to save you)

as i was saying they were a last resort and gojo was desperate so they were your babysitters for a day or two

it was the first day and since gojo left them three of his credit cards they decided to take you to your favorite cafe in sendai, kikusuian’s.

like father like daughter

sadly on the way to the cafe they lost you 🙂

They had officially done it. They lost the strongest person in the world daughter. Megumi was the first to notice mostly because you stopped pestering him to summon the divine dogs.

“Itadori! Where’s Y/N?” Megumi frantically looked around for your stark white afro.

“What do you mean? She’s righ-” Itadori looked down at his side in horror.

“You lost her?!” Megumi and Nobara screamed in unison, grabbing the attention of people passing by.

“It’s not my fault! We were all supposed to watch her.” Itadori reasoned as Megumi summoned his divine dog.

“Track Y/N.” The divine dog began to try and track your cursed energy but sadly one of the first techniques Gojo taught you was to mask your cursed energy for safety purposes. He also told you whenever you go out you should activate it and that’s exactly what you did.

“You can’t track her!” Nobara shouted. “Gojo taught her how to mask her cursed energy. We have to split up. Itadori, you go near the cafe. Megumi, you retrace our steps. I’ll go that way!” With that the trio took off in their respective directions. They were all unsuccessful and were also in a horrid state. Itadori fought a dog for his pant leg… the dog obviously won leaving Itadori with half of his pants ripped off. Someone spilled a soda all over Megumi making him sticky. And Nobara’s hair couldn’t take the insane heat and was insanely frizzy.

“You brats lost his kid! This is hilarious.” Sukuna laughed from Itadori’s hand.

“Gojo-sensei is gonna kill us! We lost his only daug-” Itadori’s rant ended short when Megumi covered his mouth to listen to the sound of giggles coming from an alleyway.

“Y/N?” Nobara called out but was only met with more giggles. In an instant, the first years took off in the direction of the giggles, entering a shady alleyway.

“How do we figure out where she is?” Itadori asked after the noises stopped.

Megumi let out a heavy sigh before doing something he hasn’t done since his junior high days when you were in your ‘hide and seek 25/7’ phase.

“I know I'm just a fool who's willing, to sit around and wait for you. But baby, can't you see there's nothing else for me to do? I'm hopelessly devoted to you.” Megumi sang looking away from his fellow classmates who were looking at him incredulously.

“But now there's nowhere to hide, since you pushed my love aside. I'm out of my head. Hopelessly devoted to you.” You sang back, causing the first years to sprint in you direction,

“N/N!” They cried in relief.

“Look who I found!” You held up a white fluff cat with piercing blue eyes. “It looks like Papa!”

“It does doesn’t!” Itadori smiled at your excitement,

“I named him Catoru! Can I please keep him?” You gave them the best puppy dog eyes you could muster on short notice, along with a blinding smile.

“Okay fine.”

“Yeah.”

“Of course!”

The first year all fell into your trap making you smile.

“Great! Let’s go to the cafe and get all the stuff we need for Catoru! Also, what happened to you guys?”

BONUS

“I’m back!” Gojo announced as he walked into the first years living area only for it to be empty. He ventured further through the dorms, hearing soft snoring.

“Hey-” Gojo cut himself off seeing all of them on the bed, fast asleep. He smiled to himself at the sight and took a few photos. Gojo was about to leave when he did a double take. There was a cat that looked like him, with glasses on and all, laying on the bed snuggled up with his daughter.

“What the fuck.”

dad time // Gojo day 2020 ♥

Summary: in which Gojo practically adopted you as his kid.

Pairing: Dad!Gojo and his kiddo, Shoko is the cool and drunk auntie

Word count: 1,252

Content warning: not for the weak heart because this is SOFT

A/N: I wrote and posted this on AO3 on Gojo day 2020. posting this for comfort after today’s chapter <3

Dad!Gojo will be a series (requested via AO3) and this is the kick-off of said series. More to come in the next few days as I slowly construct this blog. Let me know if you want to be included in a taglist or something - just shoot me a message!

If there was anything Gojo learned from this, it was that time passed quickly. Almost too quick for him. Not that he ever regretted saving you that day on the street.

-

It happened on one of his missions. He had been sent to exorcise this certain first grade curse in Nanami's stead. The latter had been injured severely in his previous mission. Nanami claimed that he was fine after having been healed by Shoko but the woman sternly insisted that he would rest for a day until he was completely fine again. For Gojo's favorite junior - whom he loved to the point that he wrote very short but endearing letters at least once a week - Gojo had agreed to take on the mission instead. After all, his students could fend for themselves for a day, as he believed in them.

The curse was nothing too special, at least not to Gojo. He had, once again, exorcised it in the blink of an eye after arriving in the nick of time. He was about to depart when his ears registered a whimper nearby. Turning around, he scanned the area until he caught a glimpse of a little shivering and crying mess that was you. Behind you were two charred corpses that reeked of cursed energy; you had been lucky to not have been hit by the curse's cursed technique.

Damn, hadn't he come so late, they two probably still be alive, Gojo thought. He let out a sigh and picked you up. "I'll bring you to a place where it's safe for you," he spoke softly, then warped away while carrying you as the curtain dissolved.

You were two years old at that time.

-

And so, three years passed, just like water flowing in a river. Though admittedly, he had an ulterior motive of raising you into a responsible adult - which had proven to be hard - and formidable Jujutsu Sorcerer to walk alongside him, Gojo had taken you under his wing and fully adapted to his role as a foster parent quite quickly. The beginning was a little rough as you just kept wailing and he was restless, not knowing what to do, but he had somehow managed. He had the means to do so, after all.

It was one of Gojo's rare days when he knew he would get off work earlier than usual and he promised that he would spend the whole day with you. So, here you were, waiting for your foster dad to come out. You were wearing a shirt he had gifted you as a souvenir after coming home after a long day: it was a black shirt with white lettering that said "if lost, return to the strongest dad". Gojo loved this shirt so much, he had gotten himself a matching "I'm the strongest dad" counterpart. Of course, you had it with you because you liked the idea of matching with your favorite person in the world.

Holding Shoko's hand while waiting for Gojo in front of the school building, you had been bugging her for the last 30 minutes by asking repeatedly, "When will daddy come, auntie?" to which she would reply with a smile, saying, "Patience, kiddo." Shoko had always played a big part in your life, being one of your dad's very few close friends. She had always been like an aunt to you and you loved her dearly. But your #1 and utmost favorite person in this world was still your childish dad.

"Auntie, my feet hurt," you pouted. Wordlessly, Shoko picked your small form up. Your little fist resting against her shoulders, holding Gojo's shirt.

After some more waiting, the door finally opened, revealing a certain white-haired sorcerer with a big grin on his face. "Ohh? Look who it is! It's my favorite little munchkin!" Gojo exclaimed and Shoko could almost see the happiness in him manifesting around him. He was as dorky as always. Your little fist held out the shirt to him as you pouted. He understood right away as he eyed you. Taking the shirt from you, he saluted with a joking voice, "As you wish!" With a snap of his finger, he was wearing the shirt already. His blindfold also switched with casual shades.

"Thanks for babysitting, Shoko," he turned to her and thanked his colleague and friend to which the said person replied, "It was a pleasure to hang out with Y/N, as usual." You kissed your beloved auntie on the cheek ("Goodbye auntie!!") before she let you down so you could take your rightful place, which was on Gojo's shoulders. He always carried you like this when the two of you spent time in town. It was a simple gesture but you always felt like you could conquer the world (or at least as far as you could see from up there).

"Where do you want to go, sweetie?" the sorcerer asked as he hoisted you onto his shoulders. "Dad, I want to go eat ice cream!!" you voiced your wish. Like dad, like kid, Gojo thought as he smiled. "I was thinking the same thing, Y/N! Wanna go to our usual place and get the special sundae with me?" he suggested. You nodded enthusiastically before realizing he probably would not see your nod. "Sure! But only if you don't gobble down all of my vanilla scoops again..." you said and puffed your cheeks.

"Aww, baby, I'm soooooo sorry. I acknowledge that it was, in fact, pretty mean of me but I reeeeeaaaaaally couldn't control myself last time," Gojo chuckled, "This time you'll get a biiiiig share of my part, okay? It's a promise."

The tall sorcerer treated the both of you to a big sundae of 20 scoops, which you shared, at your favorite ice cream parlor. As promised, he let you have a considerably big share of his part. Usually, kids would be satisfied with just that - but not you. You were Gojo's kid after all, taking very well after him and his horrible sweet tooth after all these years of being together with him - and he knew that well. This was exactly how following ice cream, the two of you happily spent time eating kikufuku, cotton candy, daifuku and the like. It truly is a miracle you haven't ended up with dental caries yet.

If there was anything Gojo loved in this world, it would be spoiling you rotten. He would stop at nothing to make you happy and carefree as these emotions being displayed on your face were his favorite. Seeing you smile never ceased to make his heart beat a little harder out of his own happiness. Talking about spoiling you rotten: on that day, he had bought you new clothes (since you started growing out of your old ones), a few new plushies you had eyed and restocked your secret candy stash ("but do not tell auntie Shoko about this, okay?").

After spending a wonderful day and enjoying dinner with your dad, the two of you went home hand in hand.

Later on, he tucked you into bed as it was time for you to sleep. "Dad, thanks for today. I love you," you said and he replied with a kiss on your cheek and a chuckle, "I know, I love myself too." You rolled your eyes.

The Jujutsu world may fear this man but to you, he was just your dorky dad whom you loved more than any other person in this world.

battlefield encounters (gojo, nanami, geto, sukuna) (part 3)

Some short vignettes of jjk men x female reader imagined scenarios, where reader meets them for the first time in the middle of a fight (all taking place within the same world and timeline of the manga/anime, although as parallel storylines). Geto Suguru “You disgust me.” His voice is hot against your ear as his strong hands slam you against the wall, nails digging into your flesh. “What is a filthy human like you doing here at this hour?” You try to turn and speak, but your face is pressed hard to the crushed stone wall, and you can feel a thin trickle of blood dripping down the side of your cheek. On most days, Geto would not even deign to touch a human trespasser, preferring to unleash one of his low-level curses on them instead. But today, he is in the mood to get his hands dirty. 10 hours ago, you had received a tip-off at the agency that some nefarious dealings might be underway at a temple on the outskirts of Chiba prefecture. Some suspicious deaths and probable connection to the Star Religious group, the report had said. Now, it is night, and here you are unceremoniously pinned to the outer façade of the main temple by a stranger, your hands held behind your back, agonisingly out of reach from the gun on your holster. “Talk.” His tone is sharp and dominant. A rough grip twists your head to the side, allowing you to finally catch your breath. Lessons from your years of training begin to swarm your mind. Play dumb. “I-I’m a fellow devotee,” you stutter nervously, praying whoever is behind you won’t notice the gun at your belt, and quietly thanking the gods that you wore a long coat to hide it today. “I’m a new joiner, and I heard from a friend inside that there were night sessions as well.” You are spun around, back to the wall. Your hands, still caught in the vice-like hold of his pale arms, are starting to feel bruised. A man with long black hair stands inches away from you, dark locks falling over his face, his flowing robes brushing up against your thighs. His black eyes are terrifyingly cold, piercing, and you catch them glancing to the wound on your head. For a moment, he looks pleased. A shudder runs through you. “A devotee, hmm?” he murmurs thoughtfully, though his eyes never leave yours. There’s something about his gaze, the way he’s holding you, that suddenly fills you with vertigo, as if you’ve tumbled off the edge of the universe and found yourself on its flip side, a darker, frightening world that no one should ever have to encounter. You feel your guise slipping away. Oh god, he knows. Your body tenses. His fingers now stroke the inside of your palms, running them lightly across your heavily calloused skin, the scars from all the combat you’ve faced throughout your time at the agency. The hands of an experienced fighter. His mouth turns up in a slight smirk. “You’re not a very good liar.” ---- Ryomen Sukuna “Hurry up, Itadori,” you yell over your shoulder, scaling the large stone boulders dotting the forest path, moving deeper into the trees. The sun is setting, and the way downhill will be getting dark. But the pink-haired brat is still at the clearing, gawking loudly and admiring the cityscape of Tokyo from the viewing point. So much for babysitting a small-town bumpkin, you groan inwardly, pausing to wait for him. The day before, Gojo had called in a favour. As always, that smart-mouthed ass didn’t bother to give much information. The boy known as Sukuna’s vessel was recovering from a fight with some “patchwork curse,” and both him and Nanami would be busy with jobs the next day, so “would you please look after him, being the independent ‘window’ that jujutsu society doesn’t know about, and oh, by the way everyone thinks he’s dead!” Bewildered, you didn’t have much of a choice but to accept, given how Gojo had been helping to keep your identity under wraps for the last few years. Thus resulting in you having to entertain the boy with a low-key sightseeing tour of Tokyo. “Sorry Y/N-san!” Finally, you hear Itadori’s light footsteps approach from a distance. He catches up with you easily, his physical prowess allowing him to leap from boulder to boulder with ease, even in the growing darkness. You don’t hear the chant that follows next, and neither does Itadori. “Enchain.” The forest grows cold. You feel the cursed energy leaking out from behind you like a frothing pit, curling and extending its tendrils towards your feet. The hairs on the back of your neck stand frigid. You turn around fast, knowing that the person in front of you is no longer the annoyingly cheerful brat you spent the afternoon taking care of. Why now? “Sukuna,” you hiss, moving into a defensive stance. This is a troublesome scenario. In the worst case… your eyes flit to the set of bronze cursed rings on your fingers. You may even have to use it. Not even Gojo, bearer of the Six Eyes, knew about that. He emerges from the shadows into the faint moonlight, torso bared, revealing the black tattoos running across his body. He stretches his arms as if they have stiffened from a long slumber. Now he’s awake and ready. The glint in his eye unsettles you. “I’ve been meaning to have a chat with you,” Sukuna says. His voice is flippant, though edged with curiosity. Like a king seated on his throne casting a second glance beneath him out of amusement. “To what do I owe this honour?” you scoff sarcastically, gritting your teeth. Then, sharp pain courses through you, and the air is knocked out of your lungs. You feel yourself crashing through tree bark, the wood splintering and scraping your skin. When you come to on your knees, slightly dazed and mouth tasting of blood, you realize Sukuna is already standing over you. A strong hand grabs you by the throat, lifting your body off the ground. “Now, I don’t have much time.” You can feel the pressure building in your chest, as you grasp the thick hands around your neck. In most cases, you’d have kicked your way out by now, but Sukuna’s cursed energy is so immense it paralyzes you, especially in your current state. He continues. “Gojo Satoru thinks you’re just a non-sorcerer who can see curses, but that’s not the case, isn’t it?” He rams your body against the tree, making you gasp in pain and cough from his hold earlier. Blood trickles over your eyelids. He leans close to you, nose almost touching, eyes boring into yours. His left hand remains closed over your throat. His right grabs your left hand forcefully, raising it close to his face. “This…” he smirks, pressing so hard on the cursed rings on your fingers that you wince, “has a pretty interesting ability, after all.” Your eyes widen, then narrow in irritation. Shit. Of all the people who could know about this, it has to be him. Then again it makes sense, given how long the king of curses has been around. He strokes your cheek with a finger, making you grimace. You feel his punishing fingers about to pull the rings loose. Your heart hammers wildly. “Show me my dear,” he whispers slowly, “what you’re hiding.” ---- Notes: The Sukuna portion makes some references to the binding vow made between him and Itadori Yuuji. A ‘window’, like Ijichi-san, refers to non-sorcerers at Jujutsu Tech who can see curses and help to report curse sightings/missions. Hope you guys liked this one and hope it tingled your imaginations~~ --- Taglist (っ˘ω˘ς ) : @encrytpta @wilddreamer98

Hii I have couple of questions for you so hope you don't mind! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ♡

1) What gojohime moment made you think "lol hello a new ship"?

2) Is Gojo aware of how his behavior affects others?

3) How do you think Utahime's cursed technique works? It's related to singing but still, how do you think it works?

4) When they go out together (Shoko, Utahime, Mei Mei, Yuki, Gojo, Nanami, Kusakabe and Kiyotaka) what are they likely to do at karaoke night?

5) Gojo sees Utahime grumpy most of the time so when he saw her happy and enthusiastic ab baseball game what was his reaction?

6) There's audio drama where Gojo goes to maid cafe which is probably 18+ rated bc Yuji got embarrassed when he read the sign. Now imagine Utahime finding him leaving at the doors. Her reaction?

7) Do you think Utahime ever helped 'babysitting' Megumi and Tsumiki but the kids don't remember? This day gojohime parenting dynamic evolved. How are they functioning as a 'family'?

8) Geto, Shoko, Gojo and Utahime play party games. Of course Geto is the one who knows Gojo the most since they're best friends but how is Utahime doing when it comes to knowing him and vice versa? Bc if they notice things about each other that no one else does they'd probably get teased for it. 😂

9) Was Gojo ever jealous of Kusakabe and Utahime being friendly?

10) Your opinion- does Gojo sleep around or is he secretly a virgin? 🙈

11) If there's a reason for both of them getting angry at each other (yea even Gojo which is hard to imagine) what would it be?

12) Gojo thought beforehand "We never know what might be listening around Utahime, after all. I don't want to think about one of the students being the traitor. This is such a pain." and Utahime cares a lot ab her students, she sounded like such a mom in ep21 haha "For now, let's be glad our students are safe." 🥰 But yea, turns out Mechamaru was the traitor. She must have felt rly bad yk. So what do you think? Did Gojo comfort her in a way?

13) Your theory- how did Utahime get her scar?

14) Do Shoko and Utahime talk ab boys at sleepovers? 👀

15) Yk, it would be rly hypocritical if Gojo slept around while Utahime became let's say 'closer' to Kusakabe for instance and Gojo became jealous bc he doesn't have any right to meddle in other people's business. What would he do to prove that he's better? Would he give up on something? Would he be able to change for her?

1) When I saw a manga panel of them and an artist’s drawing of Gojo touching Uta’s scar. I still remember it vividly until today, and now look where I am. :) 

2.) According to Gege, no. But according to me, he knows but does not awknowledged it. Gojo afterall grew up for himself as the strongest, so it might be hard for him to empathize in some stuff like Yuji does. 3.) I imagine she can summon contracted shaman spirits when she preforms miko ceremonies with her singing. There’s a lot of theory in this, but I would like to think she’s good in sealing techniques. She uses performs ceremonies to trap curses and finish them off with her voice. It’s a mixture of Toge’s CT and shaman ceremonies for exorcism.  4.) The ones who drinks tries to get themselve drunk because of Gojo. Gojo would probably do that with a parfait in hand. Lucky paintbrush.  5.) He’s in love and tries to keep that goofy smile of his but fails. 6.) Utahime would probably pretend that she doesn’t know him. She’s mature, so maybe she’ll not judge him, its his life. But it doesn’t stop fanfictions of her getting slightly hurt and jealous, heheheh.  7.) Utahime is mom, Gojo is brat 1, and the kids are angels. As much as Gojo tries to become a ‘father’ he ends up as the real baby. Tsumiki is close to both of them and finds Gojo funny, while Megumi favors Utahime more. I love this family trope.  8.) Utahime would wing everything about Gojo being annoying. However, she’ll also be suprised from time to time with new information of Gojo. It shows that he’s also still human despite his ‘god-like facade’ and she appreciates that. He’s still a jerk tho.  9.) Why do you think Kusakabe was in the Tokyo School in the first place? It’s because Gojo refuses to let him come near Utahime. So Gojo is stuck with the swordsman and annoys him daily to keep an eye on him. XD 10.) According to some Gege said he’s a manwhore. But there are also diferrent ways how to interpret the translations. For me, he can be both either way. BUT I KNOW UTAHIME WILL BE HIS LAST AND INFINTY.  11.) Gojo not being able to protect Utahime. While Utahime believes she doesn’t need his help.  12.) Maybe he did. It’s normal in their line of work to be betrayed, and I think Utahime already steeled her heart and Gojo’s aware of it. She’s a sorcerer for a long time now, and  it means, she’s also crazy in some way. Her menatlity is just that strong. Cue the Train Scene of her being professional.  13.) When she was going to be promoted as a grade one sorcerer.  14.) Interesting... They’d talk about men but ends up complaining about Gojo (just Uta while Shoko half-listens and remembers Geto). 15.) Is this going to  be a fic? Lol, Gojo in some way is hyprocital. Everyone is. He can change if he wants to, starting by make amends and trying to act as just “Satoru Gojo”, not with all those strongest speech of his. Once Utahime would notice this (she does already) and the rest, you can say he’s changed for the better. BUT IMAGINE THE DRAMA IN A FIC ABOUT THIS. HAHAHAHAH  Thank you for asking, I loved answering this hehehe. I hope you got the answers you want to hear. <3

500 follower follow forever!

it happened. god knows why so many of you are here, but apparently you like what i do, so... well, thank you! to everyone! but this is a very informal follow forever meant specifically for people i speak to regularly/people i consider my friends/people i feel i owe something to. i haven’t done anything like this since the 100 follower mark, so please bear with me. 

i felt like i needed to do this because, in the wise words of taako the wizard, “it doesn’t always have to be goof goof dildo. i’m traveling around with the boner squad and i never get to say... what i’m feeling! i have emotions!”

if you’re not here, please don’t feel like i don’t appreciate you! i only have the energy for so much love here in my body. if you’ve been inactive/are on hiatus, i might have missed you, and if we haven’t really talked a lot ooc, same thing applies.

(i have been working on this on and off for weeks. im so tired pls just let me be finished with it)

anyway, call outs below the cut!

@unsuspicious: cou, you send me so many baffling and strange images at all hours of the day. i had to lead up with this because where do you even get all those. anyway, you’re definitely the person i talk to the most every day, and it’s weird as shit to think that the last thing in tumblr messenger was me sending you the link to the discord channel. you’re a fantastic roleplayer when you actually roleplay and you’re fun to have around!

@hismalice: raz you are one of my favorite people on this god forsaken hell site and don’t ever forget that. if you need a reminder you can come back here and look at this and see this seal of approval, and also the mental image of me saying “no, fuck you” to your negative thoughts and then punching them in the face heaven slaying dragon fist style. if you ever wanna talk you know where to find me and it’s also ok if you don’t want to!! i’ll still be here regardless.

@cantalazarus: god bless the hinatatas, may they grow strong and powerful this year. amen. on a more real note: this is my official notice that i really appreciate you just... in general, as a person, even if im an asshole who has trouble with, like, Feelings and shit. so there’s that. same as with raz above, you obviously know where to find me whenever you wanna talk. and take as long as you need to recharge your batteries!! no rush

@mxssias: ALEX MY MAN... BOY... GUY! DUDE, PAL, WHATEVER. your naegi is LIT. i love the good good egg boy so much and you do him justice!! you don’t just focus on the lighter aspects of his character, but you recognize his various struggles as well! you’re also just a fun person to talk to and i’d love to do more naenami in the future of COURSE

@ayatsurii the sparkliest of cats! yo, sparkle, thank u for turning me on to pekonami because it’s so good and pure, and thank you also for trying to keep things from burning down in the chat when we get too rowdy (even if you’re not successful... we can’t be tamed). i look forward to future pekonami interactions!

@snappshot: sarah is wonderful at everything she does, sorry i dont make the rules. you’ve been around this blog for what feels like forever now?? first as mahiru (and your mahiru rly captured my heart) but also sayaka and kaede and your persona muses are equally wonderful! idk what i’d have done if you weren’t there to reassure me i was doing a good job. god bless sarah

@anemoia-avenoir / @ongakuvoices: rrrrrrrrIO! you’re lovely and you should know it. i know we don’t really talk much ooc but you definitely deserved a spot in here! your passion for your muses is incredible! your love for them shows in the details of your writing, and i know it can be frustrating sometimes to feel like you’re not good enough (believe me... i have been there many times), but believe me... you’re gonna do amazing things, i just know it.

@malchancevilain YOU STILL OWE ME 15 DOLLARS AND I AIM TO COLLECT, GREG GRIMALDIS. NO MATTER WHERE IN THE MULTIVERSE YOU ARE. ahem. we share a lot of common interests, watchy, and i really do love your luckgami, like, a lot. i love how different his background is without changing who he is fundamentally as a person, aka a snob

@shpionaz: *insert obligatory ‘like a boss’ joke here* ok now that we’ve gotten that over with,,, im so grateful i got a chance to play out the oumanami brotp interactions with you because that was on my wishlist almost as soon as i found out about their sprite similarities and we didn’t even have to try, it just happened. you’re first ouma in my heart forever and i can’t wait to do some things with your oc too!!

@gambogeish: it’s kind of ironic how i didn’t finish twewy until we became friends, when it was first gifted to me by my boyfriend... it’s probably just the difference in maturity/gaming ability from then to now, but ANYWAY: i am so glad to have met you. you’re one of the first people in the community i’ve really connected with, and you’re an awesome person who i’d love to roleplay with regardless of muse. i’ve got a virtual high five right here waiting for you. o/

@pseudxcode syd, god bless your chihiro, honestly. he’s such a sweet little guy and i love his interactions with chiaki! of course i’ve always been a fan of these two together (even when she’s NOT an AI created by him), because their talents complement each other so well! they’re good for each other. i’d love to see more chiaki & chihiro action, especially if it involves chiaki encouraging him and reassuring him that he’s not as weak as he thinks he is.

@kibcu / @krclowa we only recently started talking but you’re such a welcome addition to thotchat, liz! take that as you will. this one’s probably gonna be a bit short but im looking forward to platonic naenami interactions and ur sonia too! aunty nanami’s gonna babysit the hell out of those naegi kids (aka give them all smartphones and sit back and relax)

@synthxsizxr GOOD IDOL, BEST SISTER, AKI LOVES HER HARU even if she really doesnt understand the idol lifestyle like, at all. chi, you yourself are very sweet and kind, it’s wonderful having you here in this community! i hope you’re having a lot of fun with your talentswap chiaki and i hope 

@relixum / @lxckyclovers: i hope you two don’t mind that i put you together here. i know you’ve been busy with school lately (good luck with that, by the way!!) but i didn’t want you to think i forgot about you! you guys make a mom/dad/parental unit so proud. you’re wonderful writers and i hope you find happiness wherever you go. *bob belcher voice* you’re my family and i love you but you’re terrible, you’re all terrible.

@tcndcrloins levi you’re the other constant presence in thotchat and you’re such a fun person to have around. you’re so welcoming and comfortable in a sense that i never feel like i’m bothering you, and thats a pretty incredibly accomplishment considering how often i convince myself im annoying. get those drafts done, i believe in you!!

@delinqueon avery, you were probably the first person within the community i talked to one on one, and thank god you approached me because at that point i never would have had the courage to speak up! your leon is such a delight to interact with and so are your other characters. one day you’ll get me back for making you read the bee movie script out loud for fifteen minutes.... one day

@betraycd last but not least, first i have to thank fin for my current editing software that i still have yet to figure out even 10% of ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) but i’ll get there! fin, i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: i absolutely adore your souda, all of the time and effort you’ve put into his characterization and how you don’t ignore the uglier parts of his personality. he’s a lovely flawed boy and you really do him justice!

after word:

like any community with more than a few people, there have been ups and downs in the path few months. i wanted to add here as a general shout out that i have never felt so welcome and loved in a community that i originally would have thought would be more disjointed than what you might find on a forum. like, i’ve changed a lot thanks to you guys! i’ve been able to get over some of the hurdles of my social anxiety (i didnt jump over them so much as drag myself across the ground and painfully crawl over them) and i just... i feel good? i feel like people like me? there are still times where my anxiety insists i’m nothing but a useless burden, but i actually... feel like people enjoy having me around? holy shit!

i made some really cool new friends and got to know a different kind of roleplay community. im overall incredibly grateful for this wild and weird journey i’ve been on, and the journey certainly isn’t over by any means! i hope to keep seeing you guys around!

these words really arent even enough to express my gratitude. i havent been to some really dark places, but there for a while i felt like i was almost completely alone. i simply wasn’t connecting with other people like i wanted to. about 3-4 years ago i lost contact with (long story) my roleplay partners of 4 years and it wasn’t an easy thing to recover from, but i’m here now and it’s just... really good! incredible, even!

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