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togegiri · 4 months

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✎ᝰ ❛ WHAT IS LOVE? TELL ME JULLIET! ❜ — gojo satoru.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ featuring. teenage gojo satoru x gender neutral reader.

.ೃ࿐ WARNINGS ! gender neutral reader. you/your and they/them pronouns is used. fluff(?). angst(if you squint). slow burn(?). maybe some mischaracterization(?). — not proofread. ( 3k words )

content. Being a childhood friend of gojo satoru you're used to his antics and seen his many sides. Although a sudden attack(confession) has caught you off guard and now you are put into a spiral if you love him or not.

note. I quite didn't like the middle part although I did love writing the last part, it made me feel quite like a teen inlove.

i. a sudden attack; a confession!

"(name), I love you, and I'm serious about you," three words that you wouldn't believe that the gojo satoru would utter towards you. Your eyes widened as his blue eyes glared at you with fiery passion. Your mouth went agape as silence followed through the events.

"eh.... EHHHHHHHH?!?" you yelled out in surprise as gojo looked at you seriously. Since when did this happen? YOU, yourself?! getting confessed?!? by your hot and handsome childhood friend?!? hahahaha are you dreaming?! yeah that's it! How did this even happen?! hahahaha... well—

—

YAAAWWWWNNN

A loud yawn escaped your lips, your hand covering your lips as you did your actions as small tears forme the corner of your eyes. You tiredly walked your way to your shoe locker. It was unamusing morning, like everyday, you did your usual routine. Nothing out of the former.

"morning (nickname)" a brunette girl said with a lazy smile as you nodded at her greeting, "morning ieri," she smiled as walked towards her shoe locker which was near yours. Opening the shoe locker your eyes widened for a little, there laid a love letter above your slipper. Seeing your figure not moving to take your slippers, Shoko ieri looked curiously at your locker. "Is that a confession letter?"

Her question brought you back to reality. You sigh at this, "probably a prank or something," the brunette pretty girl sighs at this. "You can't say that maybe the person is genuine," you took the letter slowly opening it. "Yeah, maybe, but I doubt it is,"

Dear (name) (last),

I'm not very good at my words and you know that well, I'm an idiot when it comes to love but I wanna tell you these feelings of mine. if its not too much please meet me at the back of the school. Because I want to tell you this in person not by a letter.

Signed, gojo satoru.

Your brows raised as Shoko looked at you curiously, "what it says?" folding the letter again you put it away as you took your slippers, "gojo wants to see me at the back of the school."

"Are you going?" Shoko asks as she walks alongside you curious on what's your answer. Gojo satoru is nothing but a mere childhood friend of yours so as a good friend you might as well see this prank of his, "yeah sure."

Shoko chuckles, "your tone indicates to me that you seem to be not interested at all, why? it's a love letter from the gojo satoru," to which you chuckled. "Him? maybe he's pranking me again, I mean with this face of mine seriously?" Shoko raised a brow at you, downplaying yourself. Frowning a little, "but you aren't that bad you know, your pretty, who knows maybe he is in love with you,"

You looked at her weirdly at this, "did you know about this?" you asked, squinting your eyes at her. Shoko sweatdropped at this, "I didn't know it but I doubt its a prank,"

"fine then, I'll go there right now and make you see it's a prank,"

shoko smirked, "bet,"

Thus you walked your way to the back of the school ready to prove the brunette girl wrong. Afterall in your eyes gojo satoru is a fella you only see as a cheeky little brat ever since you two were kids. You were sure that this was a prank. I mean him? inlove? to you? talk about fantasy.

"(name), I love you, and I'm serious about you,"

Your whole face feels hot. Your whole body feels like it's high on sugar as you look at gojo who just declared his love for you. "W- wait sato-kun you sure that this isn't ummm a mistake? are you sure this isn't a prank? hahaha... wheres the cameras at?"

The albino haired male eyes widen at this as he pouts, "I'm serious (name)! I'm really serious about you!" he said in a serious manner. Offended a little as you have doubted his love for a mere prank. your heart skipped a beat at this as you feel words stuck on your throat. Your mouth is trying to form words but instead nothing comes out.

"s-... satoru.. can— can I have some few days to tell you my reply?'' Satoru smiles at you. It was so uncharacteristically gentle, too gentle, too warm. Even if you have seen his many smiles, why did this make your heart beat faster? Why did it make your legs feel like jelly? Why did it make your head feel headaches in a good way? He nods his head, "I'll wait for you (name), I won't easily give up you know!"

With that you walked away, running with a face feeling hotter than any summer you have been. With that left satoru alone.

"I won't give up that easily (name),"

ii. tell me juliet, what is love?

"Boo!" a small child said to another one popping randomly on a closet of the small bedroom. "Eek!" the small child said tripping accidentally on the floor. The gojo heir giggles, "I got you!" he pointed with a cocky smirk towards you.

You pouted pointing your little fingers at him, "no I got you, we were playing hide and seek and I saw you that mean I won!" the child whined at this, "eeeh? no! no! I win because uhmm... I got you by suprise! so I win! haha!" he gives out a boisterous laugh making you pout more, “fine but your it now!”

The gojo heir smirked, “this will be an easy win then,”

“eeeeh? what do you mean easy?! I have you know that I played hide and seek and won multiple times with my mom!” you tried to boost pouting glaring at the albino haired child as he looked at you with doubt filled his blue eyes, “I doubt that (last)-san must be just going easy on you!”

“no she isn't!”

“yes she is!”

“then lets settle this with rock paper scissors match, three rounds, whoever has the most wins is telling the truth!” you declared pointing at him standing up glaring, “bring it on weakling!”

Thus the start of the match, you two held out your hands as you waved it up, “rock paper scissors!”

first match, (name): 1 gojo: 0

You giggled happily as you got him, your fingers forming a scissor while his was paper. Gojo pouted, "there's still two more round don't get cocky!" you giggled at this, "yeah, yeah," thus another round commence.

"rock paper scissors!" a point for gojo, which he smirked. You pouted, his fingers were formed as a rock while yours was formed into a scissors.

gojo: 1 (name): 1

You pouted as gojo glared at you, there seems to electricity flying around the aid as the round of the last rock paper scissor commence.

"rock, paper, scissors!"

You won! YOU WON!

gojo: 1 (name): 2

Gojo's hand formed a rock while yours was paper, your eyes widened as it sparkled. Your aura filled with happiness as you jumped, "yippee! I won! I won!" the gojo heir only looked at you with a pout and glare. Clearly salty at his loss. “Hmp! you won because I went easy!”

“bleeeh you're a loser! I won fair and square!”

—

Gojo satoru, lost to a rock paper scissor match was one of your fondest memories. Why? because you can boast about it and make him be annoyed about the many times he has lost to a rock paper and scissors match, to you. The so-called strongest getting lost, to you? What a way to boast about it.

You sipped in your strawberry milk. In a trance as Shoko looked at you weirdly. Sweat dropping comically at your daze appearance, “(name)? (naaaameeee)?” she waved her hand on your eyes as she sighs seeing your daydreaming state.

“(name)!” she yells your name making you flinch and got out of your daze like state, “shoko what should I do?!” you said out of panic grabbing her shoulder starting to sweat bullets, “I don't know what should I do?! what- what if our friendship is broken off after this?? I can't let that happen! I don't even know if I love him like that shokooooo!” you whined, shaking her making the brunette pretty girl dizzy.

“CALM DOWN!! YOU'RE MAKING ME PANIC!” she yelled at you as you immediately stopped at this, putting your hand at your hair. Messing it up as you feel migraines in this situation. Do you love him? of course you do, your friends since childhood, it was natural for you to love your friends but do you love him in that way? that you don't know, you don't know.

“how did he fall in love with me even…” you mumbled unconsciously making shoko raise a brow at this, “so you're telling me you haven't noticed his heart eyes?” you tilt your head in confusion as your (color) eyes look at her in confusion. “What do you mean?” she couldn't help but laugh at this.

You pouted, feeling confused, “hey! what do you mean by that!” Shoko laughs and laughs, amused at these events. “Well, for example he would always clingy and kind off be overprotective to you whenever we're on missions together,”

“isn't that just normal for him?”

“no, remember one of our missions?”

—

“They say the curse always targets young women at night, so I could volunteer as bait for it,” you say nonchalantly, making the taller male besides you whine, “no! no way!” he hugs you close making you irritated, “satoru its a mission,”

“Then let's be bait together!” you sigh at his childish demeanor, “satoru..” you grumble his name as he didnt let go of you pouting and glaring at you. With a defeated look, you sigh, “fine, but you gotta look like a girl too,”

“That's a-okay!”

Suguru and Shoko looked at the dumb buffoon and each other as they rolled their eyes at this.

—

“He was just being him?” you say in a questioning tone as shoko looked at you with a defeated look, “your a dumbass,”

“HEY! that's rude!” you pouted glaring at her as shoko shrugged her shoulders. “I still don't know how he fell in love with me..” you look at her helplessly as she waved her hand, “don't ask me that I'm not gojo,”

“Shokoooo…” you whined her name as she sighs, patting your head, “you can do it,” with that simple encouragement you sigh, closing your eyes. What should you do? you sigh again.

iii. Romeo, oh Romeo, tell me what love is?

If gojo satoru were to ask how he fell in love with you, he would go on and on about it. How you would scold him whenever he does something reckless, how you would pat his head gently holding him close, how you would smile at him with adoration. There was many but there was one thing he could never forget when you two met when you two but a mere child.

A small gojo heir walked around their house with no purpose at all. The tatami floor creaked as he looked around though stopped with his tracks as he saw a little child. Looking like his age crying, sniffling, he was pretty sure that person doesn't belong to this household nor were they a servant. “Oi, what are you doing here?”

He asked rather rudely as he looked at them with a stoic look. The crying child looked at them sniffling, “c- can you help me please… I lost my daddy,” you hiccuped as he awkwardly looked at you. Turning into a chibi as he tries to talk to you as he was not used to being a child his age. “oh umm… w- wanna play ball with me?” He asks, maybe distractions can make them stop crying he thought.

“okay..” you sniffled as he took your hand gently leading you to their garden. Taking a ball that was placed in the corner he looked at you, “uhmm I'm gonna pass you to it okay,” you nodded as he awkwardly throw the ball to you. Catching it you gently threw it to me making you smile a bit. Seeing you stop crying the heir sighs in relief as he passes the ball with a small smile.

The play went on for hours. The game differs everytime you two deemed it as boring. The albino child laughing as you lose, feeling angry as you win at some game, the two of you being petty to each other. It ranges from ball throwing to tag, hide and seek, hopscotch, and many more.

“(name)! there you are!” a voice came stopping you mid way to your play as you looked at the voice knowing who the owner of the voice is. “Daddy!” you said excitedly running to him with a smile. The albino child looked at this with a bitter feeling seeing you go away while playing with him.

“Daddy! look! I made a friend! His name is satoru!” you said with pride leading him to satoru was standing making him flinch, his eyes widening. A friend? He has never had a friend before, solely because his clan is too strict on him. They deemed it as a distraction. This made him feel something warm in his heart, something hot and warm like a pancake. Fluffy and filled with sweetness of the overfilling syrup.

“Daddy, can I play with him again? please? I promise to be good,” the gojo heir was out of his trance as he heard your words. Looking at you with widened eyes as you plead to your father to meet him again, to play with him. “S- sweetie can you ask satoru—” before the older male said anything gojo cut him off, “I don't mind, (name) lets play again!”

He says uncharacteristically enthusiastically as he smiles at you making you grin, “see daddy! he doesn't mind! please please!” the older (last) seeing this smile, “I'll see what I can do, for now lets go home the meeting is done,”

“awwwwe…” you whined, feeling sadden. “Satoru, wait for me, okay?! We'll play again, bye bye!” with that you and your father walked away as he waved goodbye feeling happiness overfilling him.

You were the only one who made him felt normal. Someone who's a human being and a child. Being there for him through thick and thin, it was inevitable for him to fall in love with you.

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“You confessed, didn't you?”

“yep,”

Geto suguru let out a loud laugh, “don't tell me you cracked after them not getting your hints,” the gojo heir pout rolling his eyes at this. “Shut up, it was getting irritating you know,” he sighs as geto looks at him laughing. “You would do it if your love hints are getting misunderstood too…”

“that's true I'd be irritated and just straight up confess,” geto nodded his head seemingly done with his laugh. The gojo heir pouts looking at the sky, “I'm seriously serious about them… I don't want them to smile at anyone other than me, it irritates me.”

The raven haired male looked at his best friend with a smile, “I'm sure you got your feelings across, now you just have to wait,” he nodded at this remembering their embarrassed face, making satoru smile. “Yeah I'm not planning on giving up even if I'm rejected after all.”

iv. Like a fairytale.

On the night of jujutsu high tech. There you sat on the roof, feeling the cold breeze as the moon lit your vision. You loved being alone on ”You know it's kind of cold up here,” knowing whose voice is this you chuckled slightly. “Yeah, kind of off is, I don't mind though.”

Gojo sat down beside you admiring the view as he slowly put his head down to your shoulder. It was as if nothing had happened to you two as you let his head rest on you. Your heart beats as the silence continues on, “ne satoru…”

Satoru looked at you, his blue eyes staring at your own (color) eyes. “In truth… I don't know,” the teenage male hummed as he slowly took your hand intertwining both of your fingers to his own. Feeling his rather bigger hands to yours, “I don't know satoru… Do I love you? Do I not love you? feelings are so irritating to understand, I don't know,”

Slowly he kissed the back of your hand catching you off guard. Your eyes widened at this as you felt his lips touch your hand as he looked at you with a warm smile. It's soft and warm, just what are you feeling right now. You feel your face hot as words stuck in your throat, “that doesn't mean yes, but that also doesn't mean no, so there's a chance for you to love me the way I do, so you don't mind me drowning you with my love… right?”

He tilted his head asking the question making you pout, “that's unfair, satoru,” he chuckles at this, “sorry, but it's your fault for being too adorable,” you pouted more at this as you squeezed his hand a little. Sighing at the situation you have gotten yourself into.

“I'll make sure your heart only beats for me (name),” he declared, kissing your hand again as feel your face getting hotter by the minute. The moonlight hitting his face made him look more handsome than he ever is. As his eyes looked at you adoringly. For in his mind seeing you all shy and flustered makes you look like something out of a fairytale. Someone fairer than snow white that the evil queen would be mad and try to kill you instead.

“O- okay…” you nodded your head, stuttering out a reply. Love is complicated, you thought as satoru let out a happy giggle. Although it was worth it to learn. You just hope whatever you may feel in the end may not hurt him or yourself.

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virtual-bunny · 4 days

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feeling bad today so i just want to let you all know that HE loves your stomach, HE loves laying on it and grabbing it. HE loves your little double chin and HE loves your back handles

the HE’S in question:

Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuuji, Nanami Kento, Izuku Midoriya, Keigo Takami, Katsuki Bakugo, Touya Todoroki, Jean Kirsten, Connie Springer, Eren Jaeger, Reiner Braun, Armin Arlert, Kotaro Bokuto, Koshi Suguwara, Daichi Sawamura, Tsukishima Kei, Tetsuro Kuroo, Yu Nishinoya, Asahi Azumane, Kenma Kozume, Satori Tendou, Atsumu Miya, Suna Rintaro, Reigen Arataka, Joskue Higashikata, Joseph Joestar, and many more

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thehighpriestess1 · 1 year

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August : 6

Summary : Y/n has a feeling that Hiro might be gone for good but she is not going to sit and let it happen. A familiar stranger offers help.

Pairing : Gojo x y/n

Warning : Curse words, major yandere themes. drugging, Minors do not interact, 18+ only, word count : 9k+

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Previous : Masterlist

Honeymoon period of a relationship is the period when two people have just started dating or going out. It is the period when a person sees all the hidden colors of the world, they smile at strangers, feel the breeze in their hair, wake up with a smile, the food seems tastier and somehow life seems better. But I hate the honeymoon period. It sets a person up for some unrealistic expectations of what is to come and once this period ends the greyscale life begins. Now the same person walks with a resting bitch face and rolls their eyes at a crying toddler in the cafe. You see dear reader, while the honeymoon period shows you all the good your partner has to offer, it also hides their dark side. If it was up to me I would do it all in reverse. See the downs first and then the ups, wouldn’t that be more exciting? more rewarding?

That’s what Utahime thought to herself as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, so what if her relationship started off rocky? Things are going well now.. This was not the first date she had had with Gojo but something felt different. The black Viviene Westwood dress hugged her curves perfectly, what made the dress even more special was that it was sent by Gojo. This was probably the first gift he had ever given her, well second if she counted the diamond earrings he sent along with the dress, and third if she counted the red roses. She ran her hands down her sides and bit her lip. He had good taste. She blushed thinking how well he knew her measurements even though he had never touched her. She was beyond impressed but she knew better. Her smile faded thinking about all the failed dates of the past, the lunches where he ignored her if he showed up at all, the movie where they bumped into you, the dinner four days ago where he stood her up..again. Though she hadn’t seen much of Gojo this week, the invitation to a private dinner was a nice surprise. Utahime loved surprises.

As she walked towards the private seating area of the most high end restaurant in the city she decided to put the past where the past belonged and focus on the date. Water under the bridge. The doors opened to reveal Gojo, in a black velvet suit standing by the table, smiling at her. She let out a shaky breath. The room was dimly lit, a walkway made of rose petals led her to the table under the chandelier where her fiance stood. She hesitantly walked towards him, her diamond earring formed kaleidoscope shapes on his cheeks, blood rushed to her cheeks when she reached the end of the path and finally got a good look at Gojo. She didn’t think it was possible for any human to look this good. It should be really a sin to look this perfect. His hair that usually fell on his forehead was neatly set aside. His features looked sharp enough to cut her but what a bliss it would be to bleed that way.

“You look beautiful”. Utahime was snapped out of her trance. “Thank You. You..you look good too”. Gojo smiled and pulled her chair back.

“I’m glad the dress fits”. Gojo spoke as he settled down in his chair across from her.

“You have good taste”. She said looking down. She was happy. Too happy, and it scared her.

“Do you like it?”. Gojo asked, reaching for her hand. He felt how she shivered under his touch and it satisfied him greatly.

“I do”. Utahime was set on not letting out more than intended. As advised, she was keeping her replies short. She had every right to be upset with him but the way he was holding her hand made her heart skip a beat.

“I’m sorry Iori”. Sweet words in a sweet voice paired with a sweet smile had Utahime flinching in her seat. “For…for what?”. She stuttered.

“For everything. I know I wasn’t..kind to you. I should have been but I was not. I lived in the past and blamed you for everything when you were just trying to help me. But now I realise how wrong I was. You are my present and my future and I am willing to make it up to you if you give me another chance”.

Utahime was at a loss for words. This was beyond what she had imagined. Was this another one of his elaborate plans? Was he toying with her?

“I know it is hard for you to trust me and I deserve it. But I promise you I will earn your trust back”. Gojo brought her hand to his lips and gently pecked her knuckles. This one gesture brought tears in her eyes. “Do you…do you really mean it?”. She asked in a shaky voice.

“I do”. Gojo nodded and let go of her hand. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box. “I know we are officially engaged but I never really got to propose to you”.

Gojo opened the box and pulled out the ring. “Utahime Iori, would you do me the honour of marrying me and making me the happiest man?”.

This had to be a dream. Utahime bit the inside of her cheeks to come to her senses. Was Gojo proposing to her? Did her plan work? She looked at the shiny rock and drew in a sharp breath. It was no ordinary ring, it was the Gojo family ring. The one she was supposed to get on their wedding, instead it was right in front of her.

“Satoru..I..”.

“I know this might seem unnatural. But after last week I have finally realised what really matters, and it’s you. It’s us. Our family that we have now and the one we will have in future..I understand if you are not ready-”.

“Yes!”. Utahime exclaimed just as Gojo was about to pull back. Gojo smiled to himself as he pulled her old ring out and slid in the new one. “It fits”. She said, smiling with teary eyes.

“Of course it does. It was meant for you Iori”. Gojo leaned over and wiped the tear off of her cheeks and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. Utahime thought this must be a dream. It was too good to be true. But it was happening. Her plan had worked perfectly.

Over the five course meal and a bottle of Cabernet Utahime fell for Gojo all over again. They laughed and talked. He flirted and she blushed. He held her hand and she played with his fingers. He lent her his jacket and she basked in his scent. He kissed her lips and she knew there was nothing she wanted more.

-X-

Utahime woke up in the middle of the night and sighed. This had become a routine, each night when she was sure Gojo was fast asleep she would sneak out to conspire. She rubbed her temple thinking whether all of it was a dream? She brought her other hand up and stared at the new ring and smiled to herself. It was not a dream. It really happened. If the glistening rock wasn’t enough, the heavy hand that rested over her waist confirmed the reality. She placed a chaste kiss on her fiance’s lips before slipping out of bed.

Grabbing her phone from the nightstand she made her way towards the ensuite. Turning behind to confirm that Gojo was indeed asleep she stepped inside the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

Utahime : The plan worked!

N : What? It’s too soon.

Utahime : But it did! He proposed! Again! I said yes! He even apologised for everything and it was perfect!

N : Are you sure this is not one of his ticks?

Utahime : I am. That wretched woman is finally out of his life! I should have done this long ago.

N : Is she? Has he fired her?

Utahime : I would ask him later. He said he wants to earn my trust so I am sure she would do it. Guess he finally realised that she had nothing to offer him and now that he thinks she is with another man and carrying his child there is no way he wants her now.

N : Hmm. Maybe. But be careful. Meet me tomorrow evening. Same place same time

Utahime felt guilty. Something about talking to another man while her fiance slept felt wrong..it felt sinful. But she justified it by thinking about the times he left her alone. But this was bigger than that. She wasn’t just talking to any man. She let out a sigh and stood up to wash her face. She had wished for this for the longest time and now that she had it, she didn’t know what to do. As soon as she opened the door she found her fiance standing on the other side of the door. “Are you okay?”. Gojo asked with concern.

Utahime : OK.

Utahime : Can we just get rid of her? I fucking hate her! She pretends to be oh so innocent but I know she's a fucking snake!

N : Calm down. All in good time. We need to be patient.

“Yeah. What are you doing?”.

“I didn’t find you in bed so I got worried”.

“I’m fine, let's go to bed”.

Utahime Iori was in such a rush to hide her phone as she made way around Gojo,getting in the bed that she failed to notice that his phone screen lit up too.As Utahime closed her eyes in the arms of the one she loved she smiled to herself. His warm embrace took her to a dreamland she had never visited before. With her back pressed against his chest she fell asleep with a smile on her face and she didn’t notice the haunted expression on his face. She didn’t see the anger in his eyes. She felt the warmth of his body but failed to feel the tension it held. While she buried the hatchet, Gojo sharpened his’.

-X-

Gojo saw you in the office the next day and almost smiled but he remembered your conversation on the rooftop and held himself back. Though it was never easy for him to resist reaching out to you, now that he knew everything it was only getting harder for him. So he decided to stay in his office all day..He was plagued by the truth and disgusted by the lies he had to tell to protect you. But as long as it was for you, he would do it all with a smile on his face.

Hiro’s confession gave spark to an unfamiliar rage. Gojo wanted to play fair. Play clean. But now that the other side had involved you, purposely, he was not afraid to get his hands dirty.

“Hi”. The door opened and Utahime walked in.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you?”. Gojo asked with a sweet smile on his face.

“I was thinking about the new resort inauguration in Bali…do you think you could take a week off and maybe we can have a little get away?”. Utahime asked, making her way around the table and carefully sitting in his lap.

“Hmm…that’s an interesting proposition. But maybe we can work something out”. Gojo winked, making Utahime shriek in happiness.

“How about we go out tonight? We can start shopping and then dinner maybe?”. Gojo asked, studying her face. Making sure to press the knife deeper into her heart.

Utahime stiffened and got up immediately. “Oh. I forgot to tell you, how silly of me. I have to meet an old friend today. She lives in the states and is visiting for a day so I thought I should catch up. I’ll be leaving office early today”.

“You can call her over for dinner. I would love to meet your friend”. Gojo asked, relishing in her embarrassment.

“No no. She is..very reserved so I am not sure. Maybe later?”.

“Sure. Just be back home soon and let me know if you need anything else”.

“Thanks”. Utahime hurriedly pecked his lips and walked out.

-X-

Your anxiety was growing with each passing second. You had tried to focus on work but your mind kept rushing back to the same thought. Where was Hiro? Until two days ago your messages were getting delivered but not anymore. You had tried calling but his phone was turned off. You had tried reaching out to his friends but none of them had heard from him. Making a police complaint did cross your mind but then you realised that he had taken a leave and you can’t file a complaint based on your intuition. You thought of asking Geto but for that you will have to ask Gojo and after your last conversation with him you weren’t sure how to approach him.

“Hi y/n”. Utahiem chirped as she entered your office.Can she hear your thoughts about Gojo? You stood up immediately to greet her.

“Oh please relax. I just came to chat. How are you doing today? You seem stressed”.

“Yeah. Nothing serious. I’m feeling a bit under the weather today”.

“Oh then I came right on time”. She flashed a pearly white smile which made your stomach churn.

“Is there anything you need?”.

“No. I am getting off work early so you can go early too”.

“Oh okay. Thank you. I will just finish up this report then”.

“Sure darling take your time”. She said and walked out. You did notice the new ring on her finger. Did they renew their vows? You shook your head and focused on the task at hand.

You were about to walk out of your office when your phone rang. You walked back to your desk and decided to attend it.

“Hello”.

“Hi Y/n. Mr.Gojo would like to see you in his office”. It was Miwa on the other line and your heart skipped a beat at the request.

“Is it urgent?”. You asked, hoping to get out of it.

“Yes”.

“Okay. I’ll be there”.

You made your way to the other end of the floor and debated whether you should ask Gojo for help.

“May I come in?”. You asked knocking on the door.

“Yes”.

You entered the cold room and saw Gojo standing behind his desk,littered with papers, with papers in his hand. His hair was slightly dishevelled, white sleeves rolled up to his elbow, tie hanging loosely around his neck. It looked like he was in the middle of something important and this only piqued your curiosity.

“You wanted to see me?”.

“Yes. I need your help with an upcoming trip to Bali”.

“Utahime didn’t tell me anything about it”.

“That’s because it’s a surprise for her. I want to take her to Bali for important work and I need help from you to arrange everything for her. Can you do that?”. He wasn’t looking at you, instead shifting his gaze from one paper to another. It hurt but this is what you asked from him.

“I’ll try. What do I need to do?”.

“For starters, you need to get your travelling documents in order because I need you to travel with us”.

“I can’t do that”. You replied immediately.

Gojo finally looked up at you. He studied your face for a few seconds before turning his attention back to his papers. “Don’t worry all costs will be covered and you'll get overtime pay”.

It was offensive the way he was treating you. But that’s how he would have treated any other employee and this is what you asked for. Maybe you should have been careful of what you ask for, as you might just get it. A part of you wanted him to sympathise with you but you knew he was under no obligation to do so.

“It’s not that..I can’t. I just can’t”.

“You are mandated by your contract to fulfil your work obligations and this is your work obligation so I don’t see a reason why you can’t come with us.But given the circumstances I am still leaving it up to you. Think about it”.

You mentally cursed yourself. You had used up all your leaves for this quarter and can’t back out of it now. But if he was so insistent on bringing you along then maybe just maybe you can call a favour too.

“Is there anything else?”.

“I have emailed you the list of other things so you can take a look at it. Oh and”. He looked up at you with his mouth agape. “Don’t tell Iori about this. It’s a surprise”. He ended the request with a smile and you found yourself reciprocating it. But yours was laced with jealousy and hatred.

“Okay”

“You can go now and let me know your decision by tomorrow morning”. Gojo said. Keeping down the stack of papers and pulling out another file. You stood there searching for words, fidgeting with your hands and Gojo noticed it. “Is there anything you want?”. He asked, corking and eyebrow.

“I…I need…I need..”.

“What do you need y/n? I don��t have all day”.

“I need Detective Geto’s number”. You blurted out.

Gojo stared at your concerned face for a second and then let out a chuckle. “And why do you need that?’.

“I think..I think Hiro has gone missing and I need his help”.

Gojo bit his bottom lip and drew in a deep breath. He knew he had to be careful with his words. “Hasn’t he taken an extended leave for personal reasons?”. Gojo asked, leaning back in his chair. He studied your face and it angered him how much you cared about that scum.

“I know. But I have tried reaching out to him but his phone has been off for days and I even contacted his friends to know his whereabouts but they haven’t seen him at all! I have a feeling that something has happened to him. Something bad!”.

“You really care about him don’t you?”. Gojo asked, eyes focused on your teary ones.

“Yes Mr.Gojo. He is my…only… friend. I wouldn’t be asking this if I wasn’t sure. I’ll do anything …I’ll come on the trip and I’ll do a perfect job but I really need Geto’s help!”. You sounded desperate. You knew you sounded desperate but you didn’t care. Not when your gut was telling you your best friend was in danger. Gojo’s skin was burning with anger but his heart skipped a beat looking at how much you cared about people close to you. He let out a sigh and nodded his head.

“Fine then. I’ll ask him to contact you”.

“Thank you. Thank you so much!”. You meant it. You were relieved and almost on the verge of tears. As you were about to leave, Gojo spoke up. “Don’t forget. You owe me one now”. Your mouth hung open. Was he really going to use your helplessness as a way of getting something? Of course he was. He is Gojo Satoru.

“I know”. You replied with a nod.

Before you could walk out of the office the door opened to reveal the man of interest standing. Looking from you to Gojo and flashing a smile to his best friend.

“I hope I’m not interrupting something. Hello Y/n”. Geto said as he made his way to where you were standing.

“Hello Geto”. You replied and looked at Gojo. Geto took his place on the chair and stared at his friend who was still staring at you. “What’s happening?”. He asked. Before you could reply, Gojo straightened in his chair and cleared his throat.

“Y/n wants to talk to you”. He said, giving a pressed smile.

Geto frowned and pointed his index finger at himself and looked at you. “Me?”.

You pressed your lips together and nodded. “Go ahead y/n. Tell him what you told me”. Gojo said, giving you a green signal. You walked over to where Geto was sitting and stood in front of him with your arms clasped in front of you.

“It's about my friend. His name is Kato Hiro and I think he has gone missing”.

Geto opened his mouth to say something but closed it and turned his head towards his friend on the other side of the table. Gojo nodded his head but kept his eyes focused on the report in front of him. Geto maintained his pleasant expression, trying hard to not smile.

“Why do you think that he is missing?”. Geto asked, smiling at you.

“I ..he has taken an extended leave so that’s why he hasn’t shown up for work. But we are neighbours, you see, so I know him really well! He hasn’t replied to any of my messages or calls and two days ago my messages stopped delivering. I even called his friends back home but they haven’t heard from him or seen him”.

“When was the last time you saw him?”.

“About ten days ago. He texted me that he was leaving from work early and..wait let me show you”. You reached into your bag and pulled out your phone. “This was the last text he sent me”. You opened the chat and handed your phone to Geto. Gojo too craned his neck to get a peek at your chats with the scum. He scoffed when he saw that you had saved his contact with a heart next to his name. He pouted a little wondering how you saved his contact, if you had saved it at all.

Hiro : Hey luv leaving work early got some work to do. See you tomorrow <3.

“And you didn’t hear from him after this message?”.

“No. Things got a little busy and I had to take a leave from work. But it seems that he took a leave the next day. Which is strange”.

“Why is it strange?”.

“Because he didn’t tell me. If he was going somewhere he would have visited me before leaving or dropped a text”.

“Why would he tell you about his plans? What was your relation with him?”. Geto smiled to himself. He was only asking this question to poke his best friend.

“I..we were..we are really good friends..he would never just disappear on me”.

“Are you sure about that?”.

“Yes. Hiro would never not tell me about where he was going”.

“Well apparently he did. But anyway I will ask around and let you know if I find something and in the meanwhile if you hear from him then you let me know okay?”. Geto offered you a smile along with his card and you politely took it.

“Thank You”. You offered both men a courteous smile and walked out of the room.

“What was that about?”. Geto asked, smirking at Gojo.

“She is being paranoid. That scum deserved what he got”.

“Aww. Are you jealous ,Satoru?”.

“Are you here to mock me or help me?”.

“Both?”. Geto joked, earning an eye roll from Gojo. “What has he revealed so far? Did you ask him about the child”.Geto asked, lighting a cigarette.

“He passed out soon after but my men are working on it and no I didn’t ask him about…the child”.

“Why not?”.

“Didn’t want to”.

“Or you couldn’t??”.

“I said, I don’t want to”. Gojo was dead serious and Geto dropped the topic…for now.

Gojo opened his second laptop and walked over to sit next to Geto on the visitor’s couch in his office, he opened the tracking window and entered his password. “Do you think she is going to meet him?”. Gojo asked.

“Based on her chats it seems so”.

The two men focused on the red dot moving across the map of the city. Thanks to Geto, Gojo had installed a tracker in Utahime’s ring. As if that wasn’t enough he had even installed it in her other jewelleries. But above all he had spyware installed in her brooch and could now hear and record every conversation as long as she had her phone.

The dot stopped moving near a farmhouse and Geto zoomed in to see the address. Unsurprisingly it was not in friendly territory.

“Turn on the speaker!”. Gojo spoke, not removing his eyes from the screen. Geto nodded and with a click of a few buttons they were able to hear every sound in the room. Gojo knew Utahime had the habit of wearing her favourite red bow brooch whenever she was happy and Gojo made sure she was happy today, and this worked well in his favour as they could now see and hear everything.

“He is waiting for you”. Some man in black uniform spoke and was now leading Utahime through a corridor. The man opened the door and Utahime walked inside.

“Hello beautiful”. Another man spoke and seemed to offer her a hug. Geto and Gojo looked at each other and smiled. The man came into view of the camera and they knew exactly who he was.

Any other man on this planet would have been furious to have found his fiance sneaking and meeting another man but not Gojo. Gojo was happy. Gojo got all the proof he needed. Gojo was going to ruin everyone.

“You know the rules, Iori. Keep your phone out. We can’t talk with your phone in your hand”.

“Do you not trust me?”. Utahime asked.

“Oh I trust you alright. It’s your fiance I don’t trust”.

Utahime let out a groan and handed her bag and phone to the man who led her here.

“I must tell you, you were right. The plan worked perfectly”. Utahime said, sitting down. The man sat opposite to her on a plush black leather couch.

“I told you it would. But this does not mean that Gojo is all yours now. You still have a long way to go”.

“I know. But I am sure you will handle the rest. Right?”.

“For you I would”.

“But tell me..what do you gain from helping me get Gojo?”. Utahime asked. Gojoe and Geto sat silently waiting for the answer.

“You are a smart woman, Utahime Iori. How about this, You get Gojo Satoru and all the four industries that are currently under your name be transferred to an offshore company? Small price to pay for love right?”.

“You want me to transfer the rights of my shipping company to you?”.

“Yes”.

“I can’t believe she can’t see his plan”. Gojo spoke under his breath. Geto chuckled. “That’s why he is using her. But I must say Satoru, you are quite a commodity”. Gojo glared at his friend and Geto only chuckled.

“-and of course I get Y/n L/n”. The man spoke. Gojo and Geto froze. Suddenly it seemed like the man was talking directly to them. Geto could feel the tension in Gojo’s body and it scared him. “Hey, he won’t hurt her”. Geto said reassuringly.

“I won’t let him”. Gojo spoke, eyes still focused on the scene in front of him.

“Why do you want her?”. Utahime asked.

“Let’s just say, she interests me and of course she is pretty and has a sharp tongue. Just my type right?”. N laughed.

“Wait, have you met her?”. Utahime leaned forward in her seat and so did Geto and Gojo. Gojo was getting worried now. There is no way in hell he could have met you, he wouldn’t go that far to involve you. Right? Geto seemed to have read his mind.

“Oi Satoru. Don’t worry. My men will keep an eye on her. He won’t dare go near her”.

“He better not-”. Before Gojo could finish his warning the man spoke. “I have. I might meet her again”. He winked at Utahime. Gojo’s eyes widened, his jaw clenched and he was one step away from burning the whole place down. “I want round the clock surveillance on y/n. He cannot go near her. He cannot talk to her”. Geto nodded and patted his shoulder.

Utahime scoffed and turned her head away to look at the painting on the wall. “I don’t get what men see in her”.

“Don’t worry love, you are the only woman I care about”.

“I am engaged”. Utahime spoke, raising her left hand to show off the brand new ring.

“Wedding or it didn’t happen baby”. N said, laughing at her innocence. Utahime rolled her eyes and scoffed. It pinched her that the only man who was giving her all the attention she deserved was also interested in you. But as long as she got Gojo she didn’t care what happened to you.

-X-

You stood under the shower, eyes closed, feeling the water wash over all the events of the day. You were relieved that you got to talk to Geto but still a part of you was worried. You have been checking up on his apartment everyday for the past ten days, hoping that someday he opens the door. A voice in your head said that he was gone for good. But you didn’t want to accept it. You couldn’t imagine losing someone again. You were not sure if this time you’ll be able to bear it at all.

You looked around the kitchen, thinking what to make. You were tired and decided to head to the local ramen booth instead. Grabbing your jacket and purse you stepped out of your house and rang Hiro’s doorbell. You counted to twenty hoping that he would open the door but he didn’t. You sighed and walked out of the building with your head hung low and earphones in. The air was cold outside the apartment building and you shoved your hands in the pocket of your black wool jacket. Sleep on the floor by The Lumineers played in your ear and you looked around to see people smiling with their partners, friends, family…and you had none of those.

Being alone had it’s perks you thought, you can disappear and no one would or come looking for you, your mishaps won’t affect anyone other than you, and if you were to die no one would mourn you. But that was not going to happen to Hiro, you were not going to let it happen to Hiro. Even if he didn’t want to be found, you were at least going to make sure he was safe. As you walked to the booth you wondered if Geto was really working on your request. He had no reason to since you were nothing to him anymore. Asking Gojo for a favour took a bite out of your pride but it didn’t matter now. It was done.

You greeted the head chef and made your way to the corner most seats.The booth was small with Chef standing on one side of the counter with kitchen entrance behind him and close to ten chairs kept in a semi circle on the other side of the wooden counter.Multiple water jugs,tissue boxes and stacks of paper cups were placed on the counter to be used by the customer.The atmosphere inside was warmer and happier. Like a purgatory in this cold harsh world. You raised two fingers at the chef and he understood that you wanted set number 2. You opened your phone to check if there was any reply from Geto but there was none. You had texted him your address and home number just in case he needed to see you or Hiro’s apartment. But now you were starting to doubt if he was even going to look into it. Why would he? He was Gojo’s best friend. He was going to be his best man at his wedding so why would he help a paranoid ex girlfriend? You chuckled at your stupidity for even asking him.

“What are the odds of us meeting again?”. You heard a familiar voice and turned to your side to see N.

“If you are stalking me then I must say the odds are very high”. You replied keeping your phone in your pocket.

“Why do you look sad? Is everything okay?”. N asked, placing his order.

“I am fine. What are you doing here? I doubt this is your kind of place”.

N chuckled. “Oh this is just my kind of place. The food is good and occasionally I bump into a beautiful woman”.

“And what do you do when you bump into her?”.

“I ask her why she looks sad?”. N winked. There was a split second silence before you laughed along with him. He was certainly an odd man but it felt good to laugh.

“Hey, can I ask you something?”. N asked. The chef placed two bowls of ramen and both you and N offered him a curt smile.

“Sure”. You said, taking chopsticks out of the stand.

“Do you happen to know Kato Hiro? He lived in an apartment nearby”. N asked, slurping the ramen.

It felt like the world stopped revolving around its axis. “How..how do you know him?”. You asked. Your hands shook and sweat trickled down your frowned forehead.

“He is an old friend of mine. I have been trying to reach him for quite some time but I can’t get through. So you do know him?”.

“Yes! He is a really close friend of mine. I’m sorry but I haven’t heard him mention you at all”.

N laughed and shook his head. “Yeah. That’s my fault. You see, I moved to Tokyo just last month. Hiro and I have been friends for ten years,if you count the last five years where I got so busy in my life that we drifted apart”.

“Oh. I haven’t heard from Hiro either and I don’t know where he is”. Your face dropped in disappointment.

“I was supposed to meet him a week ago but he didn’t show up. I thought he must be angry with me so I tried calling him multiple times but I lost contact with him after that”.

‘Wait! He was supposed to meet you ten days ago?!”. You asked, almost jumping in your seat

“Yes. Why?”. N replied, nonchalantly.

“That’s the day I think he went missing! This can help us!”. You could see a sliver of hope now.

“You think he is missing?”. N asked. His brows furrowed and lips pressed together.

“Yes! I mean think about it, he told me he had some work that day and I guess he was on his way to meet you. But he didn’t show up and suddenly he took a leave and now he is out of reach. Doesn’t this seem fishy to you?!”. You asked. N could see that you were clearly very concerned for your friend. Your long forgotten, half empty ramen bowl turned cold.

“I see where you are getting at. But what do we do now? I mean how do we prove that he is missing?”. N asked.

“I have spoken to a detective. Would you be okay with talking to him? He can really help us!”.

N nodded his head and pretended to think about it. “Yeah. I mean, I would do anything to make sure Hiro is safe”.

You let out a sigh of relief and wiped your face with your hands. “Thank you so much! I have the detective's number. Would you be okay with talking to him? We can go over to my place and you can explain everything to him”. You spoke in a rushed tone. You knew the dangers of taking a stranger to your apartment but somewhere it didn’t compare to danger Hiro might be in.

“Yeah sure. Let me pay for the meal”.

“No, wait”.You reached into your purse and took out your wallet to pay for the meal. “This is the least I could do for you”. You said as you kept enough cash on the counter for the two meals. N looked at you with his mouth hung open. This was the first time anyone, especially a woman, had paid for him. It messed with his head and for a moment he didn’t see you as just a pawn in his game. But he shook it off. This wasn’t the time to get soft.

“Let’s go”. You spoke standing up and grabbing your jacket. He was still frozen and looked at you in disbelief. “You…you paid for me?”.

You looked at him with a tilted head. “I told you it’s the least I could do. I didn’t mean to offend you. I have just been so worried about Hiro and I really believe that you can help me find him. I know it might sound crazy but I have a feeling that he is not in a good place”.

N looked at you and smiled. He kept his wallet back in his pocket and nodded. “You really care about him, don’t you?”.

“As sad as it might sound, he is my only friend..oh and my name is not Rika, it’s y/n”.

N shouldn’t have felt guilty as he followed you out of the ramen booth but he did. He had never felt guilty for any of his actions then why now? He took a deep breath, convincing himself that he felt sorry for you..not guilty.

You were walking back to your apartment with N when you heard someone call out your name. “Y/n!”. Both you and N turned around to see detective Geto walking towards you. While you smiled at him, Geto was not pleased to see you in such company. “Geto! I was just about to call you”. You looked at your friend,” N this is detective Geto, the one I told you about”.

Geto squinted his eyes and looked at your friend. “You…told this man about me?”.

“Yes. He is a friend of Hiro’s. He can help us!”.

“Is he now?”. Geto asked, not moving his eyes from N. Geto’s tall form towered over N’s as he moved in between the two of you but he N didn’t seem to care. “Yes I am. We were just about to head over to y/n’s place and call you”. N smiled.

Geto gritted his teeth and looked over at you. You with your doe eyed innocence were just about to invite the devil into your house. He couldnt believe you could be this stupid. “We don’t need to go to her place. We can talk right here”. Geto said, offering you a sweet smile.

“In the middle of the road?”. You asked, looking around.

“I meant the park y/n”.

“It’s too cold for the park…detective”. N said.

“I’m in a rush. So why don’t we talk right here. How do you know him y/n?”. Geto turned towards you.

“I..we met a few days ago at a local pub and we bumped into each other at the ramen booth today”.

“And you told him about Hiro?”. Geto asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No..I mean yeah I did. But he asked me first. He is Hiro’s friend and he is looking for him too. Right?”. You asked, looking at N. “Yeah”. N replied, lighting a cigarette.

“And how do you know Hiro?”. Geto asked condescendingly. N scoffed, “We are old friends but you see we lost contact with each other”.

“If you lost contact then why are you looking for him?”.

“I moved to tokyo last month and wanted to reconnect with him and-”.

“They were supposed to meet the day Hiro disappeared”. You interrupted and both men looked at you. “Is that so?”. Geto asked and N smiled. “Yes”.

“Y/n, I’ll drop you home and you..I will have to call you in to take an official statement”. Geto grabbed your wrist and tugged it.

“I can drop her home detective”. N said, crushing the cigarette butt between the asphalt and his leather shoes. “Do as you’re told. This is not your place”. Geto warned in a hushed tone and pulled you towards him. “I’ll be fine N. Thank you so much for your help”. You said and smiled at him.

“I’ll see you around y/n. Goodnight detective”. N said and walked away. Geto watched him walking away while still holding your wrist. “Ge..Geto?”. You spoke, trying to break him away from the trance-like state. “Hmm?”. He hummed, still looking at the disappearing figure. “You..you didn’t ask his name”. You spoke hesitantly, still trying to figure out what he was thinking. “Oh I know his name”.

Geto slammed the door of his car. He groaned out in frustration and hit the steering wheel. This was bad. Really bad. He just prevented something catastrophic from happening but what if he had been a little late? Just by a couple of minutes? He didn’t want to imagine that. But the situation was no better. Gojo was not going to like this but he needed to know.

“Hello?”. Gojo answered on the third ring.

“I saw y/n with him”. Geto spoke huffing in frustration.

“With whom?”. Gojo asked. Geto didn’t know how to explain what just happened. “Suguru?”.

“...with Naoya Zenin”.

-X-

“...with Naoya Zenin”. Suguru spoke on the other end of the line. Gojo froze in his step. His heart was beating out of his chest and his skin crawled in fear.Everything that Hiro had told him seemed to be making sense now. He looked up to see his fiance walking in with a smile on her face and shopping bags in her hand. “Ok. I got to go now”. Gojo said and cut the call.

“You had fun?”. Gojo asked, walking over to Utahime with a sugary sweet smile and enveloping her in a hug.

“Yes. We talked so much and even went shopping. I bought some new outfits for the trip and a surprise for you so I hope you’re excited!”. Utahime replied, wrapping her arms around his torso.

“Surprise for me?”.

“Yes!”.

“Darling you can’t surprise me”. Gojo said, pulling himself out of the embrace and walking towards the kitchen. Utahime gleefully followed him.

“Oh I can”.

“Well I have a surprise for you too”. Gojo smiled as he walked behind the counter and started assembling the ingredients.

“What is it?!”. Utahime asked with a smile on her face.

“I’m making us some brownies. So I hope you are hungry for dessert”. Gojo held up the cocoa powder box and winked at her.

“Oh Satoru it’s so sweet of you but I don’t think I can”.

“Not even if I make it?”. Gojo asked, leaning against the counter and giving Utahime a pout “Not even if I make it with love?”.. She laughed and pulled his cheeks. “Fine! But only cause you’re making it! Let me help you”.

“Oh no no no I am sure you had a tiring day. So why don’t you go and freshen up and I’ll bring the brownies to …. The bedroom?”.

Utahime bit her bottom lip and nodded her head. “Alright then”.

As soon as Utahime was out of sight Gojo got busy. You see, brownies were one of Gojo’s favourite desserts. They were easy to make, perfect for late night snacks, left little room for error, and above all they hid the taste of pills really well. The rich flavour of cocoa dominated the flavour of Gojo’s favourite pills..

Utahime opened her eyes but didn’t feel a single muscle in her body. “Sa…toru”. Gojo walked out of the ensuite and immediately went to her side. “Hey, you’re up. How are you feeling?”. He asked, leaning down towards her and moving strands of hair out of her face.

“What happened? I don’t..remember”.

“You don’t..remember anything?”. Gojo asked, straightening up. Utahime felt guilt take over her. “No..what happened? I feel weak”. She tried to get up but her body just felt too heavy for her.

“You passed out in the bathroom Iori. I called the doctor to check up on you and he told me that it's because of exhaustion and stress. I was really worried". Gojo said, helping Utahime to sit up in bed.

“I don’t know how it happened. I don’t remember anything. I remember going into the bathroom and …coming out and…that’s all”. She frowned at him.

“It’s alright darling. I am right here. Do you want me to call your family?”. Gojo asked, walking over to the wooden cabinet in front of the bed and picking up his phone.

“No! It’s nothing serious so let’s not bother them. I’ll be fine. I..I guess I overdid it yesterday”.

“Hey hey, it’s okay. How about this? Let’s go to my country house? We can relax there. We need a change of scenery, don’t you think?”. Gojo leaned against the wooden cabinet and smiled at her. Utahime smiled in return and nodded her head. “But what about your meeting in Bali?”. Utahime asked, frowning.

“I’ll send someone else. I need to be here with you”.

“No Satoru. You must go. It’s a really important project. I can’t have you miss it because of me, what will your father think of me?”.

“Who cares what my dad thinks?”.

“Satoru!”.

“Iori, nothing is more important than you. I’ll send someone else and we leave for our little vacation tonight”. Gojo said in a serious tone and turned to walk out of the door but Utahime stopped him. “Satoru!”. Gojo smiled to himself. Bingo. “Yes darling?”. Gojo aske turning back to look at Utahime. “How about you go to Bali and close the deal and meet me at the country house to celebrate?”.

“Iori..I can’t leave you alone-”.

“Satoru I’ll be fine! Go! I’ll wait for you”. Utahime chuckled. It swelled her heart to see how much Gojo cared about her. Gojo walked over to the bed and knelt on the floor beside her. He gently held her hand with both of his’. “Are you sure?”. He asked.

“Yes I am sure”.

“Do you promise to take care of yourself while I am away?”. Gojo asked, holding up his pinky finger. Utahime giggled and intertwined her pinky finger with his’. “I promise”.

“Fine then. You wish for my command. But..There will be a doctor present with you all the time and you are to obey him at all times. Okay?”.

“Okay. I will. Now go!”. Utahime spoke, smiling at him.

Gojo walked out of the bedroom and saw the doctor and nurses he had appointed standing in a line. He smiled at them, “Please make sure you do your work well. Okay?”.

“Yes sir”. The doctor replied, smiling at Gojo.

-X-

You got out of the elevator to see Miwa standing right in front of you. “Good Morning!”. You smiled at her but she looked nervous. “What happened?”. You asked, stepping out and turning towards her. “He wants to see you in his office”.

“Who?”.

“Mr.Gojo. He wants to see you in his office now. He asked me to wait here and ask you to see him immediately. He looks angry”.

You were confused but you followed her. You wondered what you did now? Did Geto tell him about last night? But he had no reason to be angry because of that. “All the best y/n. Miwa said as she came to stop in front of the door. You took a deep breath, “Thanks”.

“You asked to see me?”. You spoke, walking confidently towards where Gojo was sitting. “Yes”.

“What is it about?”. You asked, stopping to stand in front of his desk. “We need to leave tonight so take half a day off and meet me at the airport at 5:30 PM. My driver will pick you up from your place at 4:00 PM. Carry only essentials and pack light”. Gojo spoke without stopping to gauge your response. You opened your mouth to say something and then closed it again. “Tonight?”

“Yes y/n. Tonight?”.

You were confused beyond measure. “But I..I haven’t completed the work for the new project that you asked me to”.

“It’s not needed. Things have happened and we need to start moving if we are to get that contract. The plan stays the same. Don’t tell Utahime. She has taken the day off so it shouldn’t be an issue for you”.

“I..it’s too soon”.

“What does that mean?”. Gojo asked, shaking his head.

“I mean..I don’t know if I am supposed to tell you this but I ran into Geto last night and we might have a lead on Hiro. So I am not sure if this is the right time to leave”. You swallowed hard not knowing how Gojo would respond.

“Do I need to remind you that the only reason you even have a lead on Hiro is because I asked Geto for a favour? Besides, going away for two days won’t hurt the case and Geto can always contact you over the phone and if anything happens I assure you I will be happy to fly you back”.

Gojo was right and you hated to admit it. “Alright then. I will wrap up quickly and get going. Do I need to call the doctor? To make sure Utahime is good to travel? Or arrange for a doctor to travel with us?”.

Gojo kept the file aside and looked up at you with squinted eyes. “Why does Utahime need a doctor’s permission?”. Wondering if Utahie had told you about her condition.

“Because she is…pregnant?”. You were confused, did he forget that his fiance was pregnant?.

“Who is pregnant?”. Gojo gasped loudly.

“Uta..Utahime?”. You answered.

“Right….Utahime is pregnant…with my child?”. Gojo asked, dragging each word as if to confirm he was saying the right thing.

“Yes..she is..?”. You replied, wondering if he had overworked himself into insanity.

“The tests were for…her?”. He asked and you didn’t know what to say.

“Yes..?”.

“Utahime told you that she is pregnant with my child?”.

“I..yeah. She told me you knew. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to overstep or anything…I just..She told me you knew!”.

“Oh yeah right…umm..hmm…right right. So why did you take the week off?”.

“Because..I…I just…felt..I didn’t feel..I was not feeling well”. You were fumbling with your words. How could you tell him that you took a week off because you couldn’t bear to see him with her. Gojo chuckled and soon his chuckled turned to laughter.

“Are you okay? Do I need to call a doctor for you?”. You were concerned, Gojo seemed to be having a breakdown.Gojo just shook his head and laughed. You kept your bag and coat on the chair and went around the table to check up on him. ‘“Do you have a fever?”. You asked as you pressed your palm flat against his forehead.Both you and Gojo fell silent the moment your hand touched his skin.He didn’t have a fever and you soon realised what you had done and you withdrew your hand instantly. “You..seem fine…I think you should get some rest before the flight”. You shook your head and grabbed your bag and coat. “Have a good day Mr.Gojo”. You spoke and immediately rushed out of his office.

“Cute”. Gojo muttered under his breath. “I underestimated you Utahime…I won’t make that mistake again”.

Gojo : Y/n is not pregnant with his child.

Ghetto : Did Hiro tell you that?

Gojo : No.

Geto : Is it yours then?

Gojo : Fuck off. Utahime lied. We don’t need to hold back anymore.

Geto : We still need to keep him alive

Gojo : Do we?

Geto : Yes we do. You need to keep y/n away.

Gojo : I’m leaving with her tonight.

Geto : Be good

Gojo : Yes dad.

-X-

Like he had said, there was a knock on your door at exactly 4.00 PM. You opened to see a butler with two bodyguards standing at your door. “Hi”. You said, unsure about why they were at your door instead of waiting near your building.

“We are here to pick you up for the airport. Mr.Gojo has sent us”.

“All of you?”. You asked, looking at the group.

“Yes ma’am”.

“Okay, I’ll be right there”.

“Let me help you. The butler smiled and stepped inside to take the bag from your hand. You stepped out and locked your door. The bodyguards took their place behind you. You stopped in front of Hiro’s door and slid in the note through the gap between the door and the floor. “We should get going ma’am”, The guards warned. “Yeah. Let’s go”.

Gojo was getting impatient waiting inside the flight. This was risky and there was a good chance that you might not forgive him ever, but he had to do this for your safety. He hadn’t slept since Geto told him about you and Naoya. He wondered what Naoya told you and how he could get it out of you. He had made sure that Utahime had reached his country house and had it wired with hidden cameras. You weren’t even going to Bali but you didn’t have to know that. It’s better if you didn’t know the destination until you had reached there.

You walked inside the flight with your purse and coat in hand. You had decided to dress comfortably in navy blue jumper and Navy blue pants. Your eyes immediately scanned the inside of the black jet and landed on the white haired man standing in the middle. “Hi”. You said, smiling at him. “Hi”. Gojo said as he let out a breath of relief. “Where is..Utahime?”.

Gojo cleared his throat and sat down in a plush leather seat. “She is on the way. Why don’t you settle down..you can sit wherever you like”.

You nodded and decided it would be best to sit diagonally opposite to him.

Gojo looked at your bouncy leg and smirked, “Are you nervous?”. He asked, taking a sip of his drink.

“yeah..I have never really travelled in an aeroplane before”. Gojo hummed and gestured to the stewardess to attend to you.

“Have it, you’ll feel better. Sugar eases nervousness”. Gojo said, pointing at the plate of brownies the stewardess had placed on the table between you. “No thanks I’m good”. You replied and took the water bottle instead. “Have it y/n”. Gojo said again and you realised that this was not a request but an order. So you picked up the square piece and took a bite..

You woke up with a gasp and realised that you were lying down in someone’s lap. Your eyes flickered trying to adjust to the dim lighting of your surroundings.It took you a while to recollect where you were. You straightened up in the seat and saw a blanket had been placed over you. Your head was spinning and your vision was still blurry. “What..happened?”.

“Hey hey…you’re up”. A familiar voice greeted you and you blinked your eyes rapidly to focus on the man speaking to you. “Satoru..?”. You realised you were sitting next to him and his arms were wrapped around your shoulder.

“Yes love?”. Gojo replied, helping you adjust in the seat.

You shrugged his hands off and rubbed your eyes. “What happened?” You looked around hoping to see Utahime but it was just you and him in the jet. “Where is Utahime?”. You asked, panicking.

“She is not here”. Gojo said in a soothing voice, his one hand was rubbing the back of your head while the other held a glass of water for you. “Drink this”.

You stared at the glass and then back at him. He had a gentle smile on his face.

“Why?...Why… Why is she not here?”. Gojo sushed you and pulled you in his arms. His hands rubbed your back trying to calm you down but his actions only scared you. “It’s alright. It’s all good now”.

“Gojo what’s going on?”. You asked,gently pushing yourself away. “Where is Utahime?”

“Utahime is not coming”.

“Is she…is she going to meet us in Bali?”. You asked, gulping hard.Somewhere in your heart you knew the answer .Gojo smiled and shook his head. “No love”. Gojo said calmly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. That nickname, why was he using that nickname?

“Are we..are we going to Bali?”.

“No Love. We are going somewhere where it would be just you and me”.

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fxshigurosbae · 2 years

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ılı.lıllılı.ıllı.

now playing ► KINKTOBER 22, first week.

OVERVIEW. he just wants to make sure you know you are only his.

♫ SONG DURATION.

0:00 ——◦———— -2kwords

parental advisory ! explicit content

LYRICS. a!u, possessiveness, deep throat, oral sex, gagging, dacryphilia, jealous and rough sex, discipline, creampie, degradation, choking, pet names, age gap, begging, ownership, cum play, scent kink, marking, exhibitionism, manhandling, punishment, restraint, impact play, unprotected sex, strong language // gojo [30] user [21]

ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

— the playlist

your pretty rich boyfriend, gojo satoru, almost a decade older, surely did enjoy taking you out anywhere that’d make you happy. however, that did not include work-related events, specifically for the fact that it meant that not only you’d be wearing the finest of clothing — ones he had chosen, since he gifts you anything and everything — but also that you would be out there for all of his (male) co-workers to see, he hated that. gojo was the ceo, an influential man, yes, but so was getou suguru — his closest friend, but still�� you, his beautiful, desired and perfect girlfriend, both made a great pair and, even if you did not work there, you’d met some of his acquaintances, except for him — the dark long-haired man, whose name was all you’ve ever heard of, never seen the face, never knew anything else other than those two words, and for a good reason. your sugar daddy, the blue-eyed tall man, knew that the instant you were caught on suguru’s sight, he’d devour you with his eyes, bingo. unaware of him, but very much knowledgeable of your appearance, hypnotizing, delicate, innocent — at first glance — a very soothing presence, only twenty-two, a muse, who wouldn’t want you? exactly, no one. gojo cursed under his breath, noticing who he feared the most had been stepping closer, gracefully and pompously with a grin on his lips.

“satoru,” almost as if ignoring you there, shaking your boyfriend’s hand. “glad you came, seems like you brought someone with you.” suddenly, latched his gaze onto your figure, as if there was just a quick glance from him, that scanned you from head to toe — you imagined, maybe not — accompanying a smile that made his eyes narrow.

“suguru,” gojo affectionately yet annoyedly replied as he spoke, getou greeted you with an unexpected kiss on the cheek — did his hand hold onto my waist? of course, it did — the white-haired paid no mind to that, not yet. “yes, you know this is y/n, my girlfriend.” that smug smirk, disguised with a jealous protectiveness, pulling your body against his own bigger, safer.

“nice to meet you, y/n, i’ve heard a lot about you.” suguru had an apparently warm, calm expression, being a little closer than normal to you.

“the same goes to you, mr. getou.” what a sweet smile you had there, way too sweet. installing a brief silence, tense atmosphere.

“you can call me, suguru. and, i’m glad to hear that,” again, a pause on the conversation, what a pressure. “well, i’ll excuse myself now,” his words feeling as if directed to you. “hope you enjoy the night, maybe we will meet again, right, satoru?” a humming chuckle as a response, while he then left with slow steps, leaving your sight almost as if hesitantly, as if he wouldn’t be staring at you from the corner of his eyes all night long, not even hiding sometimes…

…and so, that “genuinely friendly” interaction was enough to lead into a situation where you’re being pushed in bed, with elbows as support, and, in between your legs, stood him. knee placed in the cushion, so close to your crotch, undoing his tie with a hooked finger, shivers running down your spine, the air had shifted. gojo seemed way too composed earlier that night, something must have happened, you knew he wasn’t like that but maybe, you thought that was just a side of him you did not know about — wrongly trying to trick your kind, you knew him very, very well — heart rate began increasing, breath hitching from anxiety, unconscious of what had led him to act like that, he definitely was horny all of the time, but this was simply unusual, the approach was unpredictable.

“what happened, ‘toru?” asking soothingly, slightly scared. watching him undo the first three buttons of his white collared shirt, curving lips at your question.

“don’t act all dumb now, Y/N.” i fucked up, you thought.

“don’t get what you mean.”

“quit it, know you were enjoying that ridiculous flirting,” his hand traveled to your dress, pulling up the long skirt of it, from your heels to thighs, examining every inch from a bottom angle, him almost kneeling on the ground. “i don’care if some asshole tries to check you out, i know you’ll act stupid and all, but him? in front of me even,” unable to speak, his soft digits pressing against your uncovering skin, the tight fabric easily slipping, him, now, standing straight up, again. “so disappointed in ya, sweetheart.” slapping your face casually, which fell to the side, gasping somewhat late. grabbing your chin carefully with his thumb and index finger — as if nothing had happened — careful not to be mislead by your doe, starry eyes.

“what?” you nervously, lowly questioned. “what are you talking about?” repeating the same things, he didn’t answer. “toru.” calling, his eyes intimidating, a huge pressure devouring, towering over your defenseless self.

“say my name again.” he demanded, out of the blue.

“toru? wh—

“i’ll make you say it all night long, needa remind you who’s the one that spoils you rotten,” leisurely feeling his thumb press against your glossy lips, parting them slightly. “to who you fucking belong to.” sliding it inside your mouth, pressing against your tongue, a burning ache in between your legs, squeezing them together. clicking his tongue, noticing your act. “you horny already? fucking slut, aren’t ya? come on now, princess, on your knees.” he let you fall onto the floor, staring at him from an even lower angle, noticing the growing bulge on his dark navy blue trousers — that matched the color of your very own long-length dress — waiting for him to unzip, watching his hand sneak inside his black boxers, pulling out his pretty cock, with some pre-cum. “suck it.” you gulped down hard, salivating, pressing hands against his upper thigh, spaghetti strap falling onto the side of your shoulder. while he held onto the base of his dick, with middle and index finger so easily around, as you took in both hands, pumping once loosely, pressing a kiss on the pinkish tip, leading into putting it in your mouth ever so gently.

as soon as you knew, your head had been pushed into the mattress behind you, cock deep down your throat, hands gripping onto the fabric of his pants and, one of his hands grabbed the hair on the crown of your skull, sitting your ass on the ground. “gonna fuck your pretty little mouth, yeah? ya can only suck my cock, get that?” thrusting once, back and forth, tears already forming on your waterline, you hummed obliged, sending vibrations that made him groan. “good girl.” putting your tongue where it could wrap around him, sucking, hollowing slightly your cheeks whenever fastening the pace, restraining your neck completely so you could not move, you would not move, even if you wanted to. “ff-fuck.” he coos, moaning, pulling that useless head of yours further back, no doubt that there was a pond under you already. had you choking at that one specific thrust, gagging right after it, then crying, tears streaming down your face. his cock hit the back of your upcoming sore throat, chest rising up and down, searching for air, nose digging against his crotch once he thrusted, you saw his legs shaking and squirming just a little, but he definitely did twitch inside your mouth. jaw hurting from opening so much and, for the first time, you looked above to find him panting; throwing his head back every once in a while, those white eyebrows furrowed together, staring back down at you with a haughty curve on his lips.

“don’t, don’t think I’m gonna let you have it in your mouth.” raspy voice, struggling to keep composure, suddenly he pulled out. you had left a loud gasp, choking on air, coughing and breathing heavily, your figure being handled easily, thrown in bed, dress finally taken off, wearing nothing else but a thong — which was also quickly removed afterwards — all while laid sideways on your belly, recovering, sweating a little too. gojo took off the rest of his clothing, as well, tempted to stare but you were too breathless to move a single muscle. feeling strong hands laying you flat on the surface, pulling then both of your legs up, in doggy position — fuck, you were in big trouble — “for acting like a whore,” a harsh slap on your right ass cheek made you jolt, whimper. “bring that fucking ass up.” and so you did, trembling in both fear and arousal. his tip brushing against your wet folds, playing a little, the man chuckled at your desperation, watching how those hips tried moving backwards, looking for more friction. unexpectedly, your lower back had been buried down deeper into the bed by those same wide hands, arching it fully as he thrusted inside that cunt forcefully and, oh how you moaned shamelessly at that.

immediately, head falling onto the sheets, arms unable to keep up, gripping onto the silky fabric. gojo bent over you, burying his cock in more, and pressing a kiss on your neck, sucking, while as well, leaving a hickey behind, possessively sniffing your scent. “your smell’s so nice, baby, fuck, how i love it.” whispering, sucking against that smooth spot you loved so much. pussy clenched, twitched, beating so fast he even could feel it palpitating. “so wet, yet so tight, gonna stretch it up, make it the right size f’my cock.” a pound, made you whimper, sank your head into the pillow, but he had lifted your chin, obviously. “nuh-uh, wanna hear ya screaming.” straightening his back, gojo caught both your wrists — one hand holding them — then, nicely wrapping around your pretty purple-marked neck, with the other unoccupied palm, as he thrusted once more, even rougher than before. his grip tightening, blood flow obstructing by the pad of his digits, letting you breath but still, your face warmed up. attempting to let out uncontrollable sounds that had been cut off in the middle, all due to that incoming dizziness, almost about to faint already, in such a short amount of time, you were controlled by him, always was.

“you’re fucking mine, got it?” gojo hoarsely stated, closer to the conch of your ear, pulling both your wrists and throat further and, further back, humming in agreement. spine curving like a cat in heat, lips parted, only able to mumble out all sorts of dumb things. like you two were the only people on the universe. “not gonna hand ya to anyone else, gonna be st-tuck with me, forever.” that harsh, brute, rough pace, imprinting reddish marks on your ass from the way his crotch hit the skin. beginning to speed up the pace, receiving another restrained whine from you. and, another one, a louder, needier one, after hitting that special spot ever so easily, how he knew you so, so well.

“toru! f-fuck, there, right t-there.” you finally could moan out, even if effortfully, whole body heating up too, walls clamping around him, gojo stopped, frustratingly, letting go of the grip on your neck, and only resumed toughly after what felt like never-ending few seconds, that even led your knuckles to whiten, from waiting, from holding onto the fabric, with eyes painfully closed, having some time to breathe, at least, as if lungs were about to collapse. entire body jolting at each pound, one followed by another, and again, and again. you heard his low whimpering, those which you adored but had been too hard to hear because of your own echoing in a louder volume, being aware of skin clapping together and, the crack of the headboard hitting the wall, creakingly. his perfect cock going in further and further inside each time, so much that it abruptly made it’s way to reach your cervix.

“come on, sweetie, tell me how much you fucking, like this.” choking on your own whining, he pulled your wrists back, and groaned in pain.

“i love it! love it s’much, love it, love it!” how lewd, how loud, so dumb-fucked. legs spreading open, clenching around nothing and everything, aching everywhere, pleasure everywhere.

“who you belong to?”

“you, ‘toru, only y-you!” like a puppy, as he pounded, pounded, smashing you in pieces.

“want me to cum in ya?—

“yes!yes!yes!please!p-please!” pleas over and over again.

“say sorry, b-beg for it.” he was so close to losing it too.

“sorry, ‘toru! sorry, s-sososorry!” not even knowing why and to what the apologies, then…

“tell suguru, s-say it again, princess.” only by opening your eyes a tiny bit was enough to find his phone lit up, on the corner of the bed, laying flat there. how much you loved this stupidity.

“fuck, ‘toru! ‘toru, cum in me, please, please…” that familiar ache, in an instant you felt it wash all over you as your toes curled, moaning into the cushion, trembling legs, your cunt embracing him so tightly that made it a thousand times harder for him to move. squirting, dripping down your legs, harder squelching noises, might also have soaked the bed. that was enough to be able to hear a groan, the moan you knew well, the one that was quickly followed by that warm, fulfilling wet liquid, you also knew very well. it filled you up, really good, so good, forming that white ring on the base of his cock, thrusting sloppily for the last few times before stopping as he twitched and, while you came down your high, alongside him. his cum seemed as if it’d never end, sliding down, dirtying the sheets, your walls sucking it, milking it dry. the moment gojo pulled out, he had immediately inserted two of his fingers on your sore cunny, making sure to keep his seed in, as your throat gave up on reacting to that, so, you only breathed heavily, very incapable.

“heard that, suguru? keep your fucking eyes off her, bye bye.” pling. damn bastard sent him an audio, what a greedy man.

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nanaminokanojo · 4 months

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THAWING ICE QUEEN (part 67)

–one night of fooling around with the annoying campus king gojo satoru (he thinks so), turns into...well, something else more long term

CHARACTERS: gojo satoru x you | geto suguru | jjk characters

MASTERLIST | CHAPTER INDEX

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kashixxx47 · 6 months

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I GOT UPDATE!!! ✨

(#for my sad JJK fans out there 😭)

If they ever went to watch Barbie together 😂..

#gojo saturo #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #jjk #jjk fanart #jjk x reader #jjk gojo #jujitsu kaisen #my fanart #Gojoooooo #satusugu #jjk suguru #Satori..#Getooooo

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tojiphile · 9 months

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you want to say you hate him. your academic rival, your only competition for that number 1 spot in school. you’re at each other’s throats everyday, much to the amusement of your teachers and classmates. in reality? yes, it’s a competition, but you’re not fighting for valedictorian. you’re fighting to win that stupid bet you made: whoever tops the school gets to fuck the other.

so when you waltz up on stage to reap the fruits of your labour, you can’t help but meet the his steely gaze. you shoot him a cheeky wave and laugh internally when his jaw tightens.

“f— fuck you!” he spits, pushing his spectacles up. he really tries his best to be silent, but a desperate whine escapes his lips and his knees buckle as you stuff his tight hole with your 7” neon pink strap on, fucking him into his bedroom wall.

“that’s what i’m tryin’ to do baby doll,” you coo, pushing your hair away from your face, “if you just, shut— up!”

you give his perky ass a hard smack and he can’t help but jump at the impact, grinding his hips into yours. not just a smartass, you note, covering your own mouth to stifle a giggle.

you love seeing him like this. his ears burn a furious shade of red, his usually perfectly-styled hair messed up and sweaty. and god, he makes the most pornographic sounds, whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat. he presses his palms against the wall, trying his best to hold himself up as you thrust into him, motivated by his babbling.

“‘s too much, i can’t— oh!” he gasps as you wrap your hand around his aching cock, running your thumb across his sensitive slit, leaking with precum. “fuuuuuck!”

it hits him all at once.

“i’m c—close, please— god, don’t stop, don’t stop!” he chokes, hot tears running down his face. any pretence of pride he had was thrown out the window as his hands balled into fists and he fucks himself on your strap, sinking down fully, whining and desperate.

“that’s it baby doll,” you murmur, “take it all.”

“ahhh— ‘m cumming, cumming, cum—” you feel his body convulse against yours, shockwaves sporadic and intense as you fuck him through his orgasm, strap mercilessly slamming into his g-spot. you jerk him off even as you feel him cum over your fist, a sticky warmth covering your palm.

you pull out of him with a squelch as you catch him before he collapses to the floor. his eyes are half-lidded, his glasses are crooked and he’s heaving as he tries to catch his breath. and he’s definitely still feeling the orgasmic high. you can’t help but feel a but smug, not only because of the mess you’ve made him into, but also because of how well he took your strap.

you lay him down on his bed, take off his glasses (you’re surprised he doesn’t stop you), clean them with the hem of your shirt, then place them on his bedside table, neatly folded.

you lay down next to him, opening your arms to offer a hug. he accepts, rolling over and getting on top of you, pressing his face into your chest.

“you’re mean…” he mutters, muffled by your boobs, “next time, i’m gonna be the one that fucks you.”

you smile. “game on.”

GOJO SATORU, okkutsu yuta, TSUKISHIMA KEI, oikawa tooru, miya atsumu, tendou satori, sanji, CHILDE, captain kuro, sawamura daichi, shirabu kenjiro, wanderer, thoma, geto suguru, miya osamu

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madewithspice · 1 year

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hey! im a new follower and im not too sure if the anime matchups are open atm, but if they are could i request jjk & haikyuu?

my name is mars, im pansexual, my personality type is infp

i love the rain, being at the beach/lake, swimming (im water lover) i also love hiking to waterfalls and im obsessed with music, constantly in my ears. i tend to hyper fixate on stuff and i have bpd, so i can be emotionally turbulent so i could be bed bound for a week and opposite the next

as far as dislikes i hate rudeness, being too hot, loud noises like dogs barking, and closed minded people, im a really humor based person so i need someone who can laugh at the dark shit it tend to say

sorry if this is too much or if these aren’t open right now! have a great day

Hi thank you for supporting us :)

For JJK I match you with Gojo Satoru

No matter where on earth you may be, this white haired nuisance will find a way to bother you. He’ll spray you with water at the beach, he’ll poke and prod at you while you’re talking to someone else, he’ll even act crazy just to embarrass you.

Despite all that, you still get on with Gojo and by get on I mean get him back. The best way to get Gojo is by teaming up with everyone and just collectively ignore him. Just as simple as erasing his existence and the man is begging to be noticed after a few hours.

No matter how goofy and crazy Gojo is, when it matters he’s the most caring and thoughtful. He might not seem like he has any mature thoughts in his head but he’s the first to check up on you when you’re not doing so good. Paired with your favourite comfort food, what more could you want?

For Haikyuu I match you with Tendou Satori.

Tendou and you instantly bonded over your love of dark humour and the lack of filter on your brains. The more crazier the conversations, the funnier the memories made.

One of your favourite things to do together is just laying down, sharing earphones and listening to your shared playlists. It’s a way for Tendou to wind down after practice. He’s the type to recommend new songs and say it reminded him of you.

He gifted you a volleyball jersey to wear at his matches so when his team win he can slide on his knees and point at you in the crowd. He’s all showing off what’s his and making others jealous.

- Kiki.

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mggsv · 6 months

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CHEER FOR ME CAPTAIN !! ☆

f!reader x perv!gojo satoru (18+) | not proof read | reblog please!

summary : Satoru who’s hated you since he first laid eyes on you freshman year of highschool…Satoru who started teasing you then. Satoru who can’t stand the fact that you’re in college together- with you being captain of the cheer team and him a basketball player. Gojo who can’t stand that he didn’t fuck you before you gained a reputation.

warnings : reader is poc coded, pervy!gojo, bet making, porn with plot, reader’s nipples are pierced, degrading, hair pulling, gojo’s tongue is pierced, lots of dirty talk, slight spanking, mutual masturbation

“She’s a stuck up cunt.” Satori’s voice rang out, filled with disgust as he watched your soft skin move in the small red skirt. “Not to mention a slut. I’ve heard the rumors.. of course she’s easy.” He scoffs. But his blue eyes said differently. His brows furrowed, concentrating on how easy you made it look. How your ass jiggled with every step. To say he was hard would be an understatement: he wanted to fuck, and every time he asked you said no.

The first time was graduation. You went to high school together and he finally noticed you. Freshman year, you were nothing more than another obstacle in his way in the halls. He never apologized for shoving you out of the way, or when he’d bump into you and ultimately knocking your things out of your hands.

But graduation…oh graduation. How cute you were wearing those little glasses and wide smile sported by your plump lips. It couldn’t get any better, but then you walked. Oh you walked…those smooth legs striding to get the well deserved diploma. Satoru hated that he didn’t see you before- all this time such a thing was lying in front of him….innocent and untouched. Trapped in baggy clothes and good grades. He wanted nothing more than to rub his long fingers in that small space between your legs and cup your juicy cunt until his fingers were coated in your slick. He wanted his face buried between your legs, tongue deep into your pretty pussy while you moaned his name. He wanted his cock deep in your heat, feeling your pussy tightening around his big dick.

Geto stifled out a small laugh as he watched you along with Gojo. “She’s a slut for not fucking you but everyone else?” They’re best friends- inseparable at that. Geto knew of Gojo’s little infatuation with you- He’s fucked you , so Geto’s commentary made it no better. Gojo gave him a side glare before standing, sighing dramatically as he ran a hand through his hair. “Invite her to the party later.”

“You know I am. Probably still won’t fuck you though.” Geto stands up with him. “That’s not what I-!” Blue eyes flicker at the sound of laughter. He almost moaned seeing you touching your toes..stretching, your ass in the air. Fuckkk he had many regrets, but you? His biggest. “Just- make sure she’s there. This time I will fuck her. Maybe we’ll date too~ think she’ll be open for marriage?” He had a little smirk as the pair left the gym.

Word of the party spread fast as it usually did. Knowing Geto threw the best parties. He was a sorority leader after all. What made the knees even better was Gojo being there. The all-star player, Geto’s best friend, the best fuck around. You yawned and stretched, looking at the text from Geto, and the unopened ones before that. He bugged you every other week about getting his dick wet again, it wouldn’t happen, though. Even when you guys did it, it was a one time thing and he knew that- Stil, he liked bothering you. You look at the text under it, ‘Wear your uniform too.’, and groan. You knew for a fact it was another little thing to try and get Gojo and you together. You didn’t like him much..he picked on you, and you hated people who did that. That being said, you never missed the slick touches he made when you passed him by. The way he came to your practices and watched you stretch. When during the basketball games he pointed at you before ultimately winning the game.

At some point people assumed you dated on the low. That was quickly shut down whenever he did ask you out, which was often.

“Oh come on..i’ll be all alone tonight.” Satoru had whined, arms wrapping around your waist, chin on your shoulder. He was sweaty, having just won the game. “It’s the weekend princess..cmon cheer for me again? G..O..Let’s go Gojo~!” He mocked your voice. Gojo’s face tucks into your neck, teeth grazing the tired skin.

“Fuck off Satoru.” you had pushed him off, ignoring the whistles from the team.

And it only started from there. It was strange how he wanted your attention now that you were someone worth something. But you couldn’t deny how hot it felt, perhaps it was just the rush of cheering on your feet for hours.

The party was no better. You walked through the crowd of people in different outfits- suddenly feeling better that you showing up in your cheer uniform wouldn’t be humiliating. This time you wore it with different accessories. Your curly hair in a half up style, wearing a pair of red thigh high socks to cordinate with the short skirt that showed the bottom of your ass per usual- this time without the shorts underneath.

“Look at you..” You hear Geto’s voice. Glancing up, you see him in nothing but a pair of sweatpants with his sorority’s symbol on his stomach. “Damn.” he coughs, nodding and grabbing a red cup. “Drink?”

“You know it.” frowning at the fact that he was alone. It was unusual. He and Satoru were always together. You glance down at the clear liquid in the cup before taking a sip. “Where’s the idiot?” You look around the room. Geto’s chuckles, bending down to your ear. “You want the truth or a lie?” It sent shivers down your spine, his hair tickling your shoulder. Scoffing, you move away from him a bit. “See, now you’re acting weird.” You begin to walk away, but didn’t get far. You jump right into someone, spilling the alcoholic drink on the both of you. “Shit! I’m sorry-“

“Damn Captain…I just washed my jersey and now look..tsk tsk~” Your stomach turned at the sound of Satoru’s voice. He had grabbed your hands, pulling you into him more. “So what are you gonna do about it?” He whispers lowly. His eyes were on you and you only. “Get off of me-“ You huff and push against his chest. He chuckles and lets you go, holding his hands up. The wet stain visible in the material of his jersey. You were silently thanking the universe that basketball season was over. “Sorry, Gojo.” you cough, staring up at him in a slight embarrassment. It reminded you of too much..it reminded you of highschool, and then you felt disgusted. Scoffing, you turn away from him.

“Oh come on- what’s your problem with me huh?” Gojo whined as he follows you. You wanted to be out of the house and quick as possible, not feeling the vibe anymore. Instead trying to get away from Gojo lead you anywhere but out. Pretty soon you were both in an isolated area in the frat house. You cross your arms, the alcoholic smell on your uniform starting to make you sick.

“My problem? My problem is you! It’s always been you. You’ve picked on me since high school and now I’m actually someone you see you want to fuck me! You’re weird!” Your face was flushed. Gojo’s little smirk turned into a small frown. You didn’t realize it but your eyes had watered, your arms tightening around yourself.

“And i can’t stand knowing that I wanna say yes.” you murmured to his surprise. He took a step forward, backing you against a door. Gojo’s face was close to yours. “Well shit princess if that was all you could’ve said that two “can i fuck you?”s ago.” Snorting his hand crept down to your skirt. You felt hot between the legs, the air around you both becoming insufferable. “Fuck this.” you grumble, opening the door to a bathroom. You both stumble inside, your hand hurriedly taking off your top. Your nipples sprang free.

“Holy fuck this is real.” Dumbass had said , his cock hard in his pants. you rubbed your thighs together, hands moving to tug at the pierced buds. “Stop standing there before I change my mind.” You rushed out, feeling a bit embarrassed. Gojo had muttered something along the line of not having to tell him twice..

“F-Fuck- fuck princess~! That’s it..ride that dick like I know you can..fuck that’s it-“ Gojo whines out a breathy moan, hand forcing your head back as he pulled your hair. Your wet cunt spitting out around his thick cock. Loud wet sounds mixed with your moans was music to Gojo’s ears. He was in a bliss. He didn’t care about the cold bathroom floor he sat on while you rode his dick- no he couldn’t give less of a fuck. He didn’t mind the way the tears ran down your face either while you begged..and begged for him to let your hair go.

“Mmpf~ T-Toru..Toru wait-“ You mewl out feeling his thumb press on your lower stomach, you didn’t think he could slip any further into you but he did. “FUCKK!” Your pussy gushes over his thighs, splashing against your stomach but you didn’t stop, no, you rode him the way you would’ve the last time he asked..and the time before that, and many many times before that. Your legs shook, a harsh smack landing on your ass while Gojo became a moaning mess. His eyes rolled as he started to meet your hips halfway, “Don’t stop,” He pants, “don’t fucking stop princess…fuck—- fuck fuck fuck..oh fuck that’s it. Gonna cum so hard baby.”

“Pussy was made for me wasn’t it? My pussy.” He groaned, leaning down to catch your sensitive bud into his mouth. You gasp, slowing down, grinding your hips against his while the cool metal of your piercing collided with Gojo’s tongue piercing. “Tell me it’s mine baby.” His teeth pulled at the bud, earning a slap on the chest from you as you clench around his thick shaft. Your clit throbbed at the feeling of him abusing your nipples. “I..It’s yours—mm, ahh-! It’s yours Toru baby..” You saw white, your breathe trembling as he started to rock you against him. You felt all of him too, he went in raw. “It’s mine?” he groans again, feeling his cock twitch inside of you.

“..y-yes. Oh Toru’ mgonna cum..mgonna cum Toru! Please..please..” oh! he loved every bit of you. he loved hearing you just beg for the long awaited orgasm. He wanted to be your everything, the best dick you’ve gotten, the best orgasm you’ve ever had, better than anyone else, better than Geto. You felt your hands ride up his chest. He pulls back, sticking his tongue out to show off the metal ball on his tongue, a shitty grin on his lips while your hand goes to choke him. You but your lip, eyes staring into his as he lets go of your hair. He sets his hands on your hips instead, giving you another harsh smack. Such a slut.. you moan at the sight. “You want this?” You eggs you on. You nod eagerly. “want it..want it bad Toru..” You bounce with the help of his hands guiding you. His cock feeling deeper than before.

“I hope you’re on the fucking pill then.” He says, pumping another thrust or two before you’re clenching around his cock. You felt the wind leaving your body as you stared into his blue eyes, cumming with a loud cry. His eyes flutter, filling you up as promised. “Take it..fuck take it all princess. That’s it…good fucking girl princess.” You whimper, hand squeezing around his neck while you enjoyed the buzz of your high.

Once you were down enough to move, you wasted no time crawling off his lap. You sat back, closing your legs and shivering at the feeling of his cum running down your pussy. “Show me that pretty pussy princess..” Gojo glacéd at you through hazed eyes, panting softly as he stroked his now soft cock. Shyly you opened your legs…. “Fuck..” he moans, the last bit of cum dripping over his fingers. Your fingers start to rub your sensitive clit, jerking at the sensation. You watch him carefully while he did the same to you, blushing. Your fingers slip into the leaking hole, curling slightly as your back arched. “Shit..” Gojo moans at the sigh, feeling his cock twitch and the start of another round…

Neither of you knew how much time had passed when you bother returned to the still booming party. Gojo’s arm was around you- while you embarrassingly enough let him. You yawn softly, putting your head on his chest when you both finally found Geto with a blunt in his mouth.

“You both owe me.” You glanced at Geto and rolled your eyes.

“What? Owe you for what?” Gojo looks down at you and then back to his best friend. “I bet you’d fuck her tonight and I bet her she wouldn’t be able to stop denying you. I win, pay up.”

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