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ponderingmoonlight · 2 days

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Imagine Megumi blushing because yuji and nobara along with gojo are teasing him about you...(The refrence when he pulled his uniform a bit to hide is blush in that ep pls he was looking so cute I just wanna squish him)

„Bye (y/n).“

„Please look out for yourself.”

His tender touch doesn’t leave you as well as his intense gaze. You are on your way to an important mission along with Toge, so ready to finally go out without having Gojo or multiple other comrades around you. This is your time to finally prove yourself, to show them what you can.

But oh, that look on Megumi’s face makes it so hard to leave.

“I will”, you reassure him with a gentle smile.

“Make sure to message me as soon as this mission is over. And if it’s getting too dangerous, call Gojo-sensei.”

“Megumi”, you chuckle, squeezing both of his hands tightly.

“I promise everything will go well. After all, I’m out with Toge.”

“Salmon!”

“I really need to get going now. See y’all.”

With one last glance behind you, you are gone. Hopefully everything goes well. If that curse bruises you…

“Now what do we have here? How did I miss you two lovebirds?”

The stinging voice of his sensei rips Megumi out of his daydreams immediately. Did Gojo…Did he mean him and you?

“What are you talking about?”, Megumi mumbles.

“What he’s talking about? That you’re head over heels for (y/n), dumbass”, Nobara interjects out of pure frustration.

“And I think she’s totally into you as well. Even though I’m not that good when it comes to that stuff…”, Yuji adds.

“Just imagine how their kids will look.”

“Eww, hopefully they won’t have his grumpy face.”

“Don’t be so harsh on him, my dear students. To have kids, they have to-“

“SHUT UP RIGHT NOW!”, all three of them shout at once to stop Gojo from talking any further.

“Why can’t you stop talking? You’re embarrassing me”, Megumi mutters into the collar of his uniform.

He hates the way heats starts to creep up his face. There is nothing to get red about, nothing about their words is true…

Do you like him like that, though?

“Yuji…”

“Yeah, what is it?”, the pink-haired boy replies visibly confused.

“Do you…do you really think (y/n) likes me?”

“AWW, LOVEBIRDS!”, Nobara and Gojo cry out in sync, forcing another wave of redness straight into Megumi’s cheeks.

“Megumi is in loooove, Megumi is in looooove, Megumi-“

“Stop it-“

“Megumi is in loooove, Megumi is in looooove, Megumi is in-“

“Who are you in love with, Megumi?”, your innocent voice questions from afar.

“(Y/N)!”

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chososcamgirl · 2 days

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⊹₊ ⋆༄｡° experiment gone wrong! (pt 1.)

synopsis ; in which the jjk characters ask you to pair up with them for the upcoming science project

* gojo & nanami are college students in this au

* i got a tad bit carried away with gojo’s oops, so geto will be in the next part :3

* thank u all for the love recently !! i’m glad u all enjoy my writing <3

requests are open!

summary ; fem!reader, fluff, crack !, slight suggestiveness

including ; gojo satoru & nanami kento

pt. 2 , pt. 3 , pt 4. !!

gojo satoru

nanami kento

likes + reblogs r appreciated !! <3

srry for the wait! i’ll def be more active now !!

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selenaa5 · 21 hours

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AN: HELLOOOOO I see everyone is liking my first one so I made another off a voting :3

Overview: Sending JJK men nudes for the 1st time

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo #gojo saturo #gojou satoru x reader #jjk gojo #jjk smut #geto suguru #geto x reader #jjk satoru #jujutsu geto #yuta okkotsu #yuta x reader #yuji itadori #yuji x reader #choso x reader #megumi x reader #nanami x reader #toji x reader

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strawberriianime · 3 days

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♡ what type of lingerie they would like

♡ satoru gojo, suguru geto, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, choso, sukuna.

♡ cw: include links, mild talk.

✰ satoru gojo

He would enjoy something like an extra, something very dramatic. He enjoys pastel colors but loves to see you in something pink or blue. He likes it if you wear heels with lingerie or pair them with a sheer robe. If he comes home from work and you're sitting home all pretty and dressed up he'll be so hard.

✰ suguru geto

He doesn't have a preference (he says) but he loves to see you wearing the color purple it doesn't matter the shade but he loves to see you in it. He does love to see you in a pair of matching fishnets, they drive him insane. If you want to make his knees weaker, wear both with one of his dress shirts and he'll be ripping it off of you in 2 seconds flat.

✰ nanami kento

He loves the way you look wearing all white, maybe because it reminds him of the day you became his forever. He's a simple man and genuinely doesn't care what you wear when it's time to get busy. When you do choose to dress up he loves to see you in pretty silk slip dresses. He loves the feel of the material on your soft skin and loves how he can easily slip the dress off of you.

✰ toji fushiguro

He is another one who doesn't care what you wear. You can wear a shirt with a gigantic hole in it and he would still take you down. If you decide to get all dressed up and pretty he likes to see you wearing matching sets with fishnets or stockings. He swears he doesn't have a color preference but he does love to see you in a nice shade of green.

✰ choso

He's another one who doesn't care what you wear, but when you do get all dressed up expect him to be strawberry red. He loves everything about your body and he goes ballistic seeing you in a body suit. He loves how they shape your body and how delicate you look in them. He's a sucker for lace and anything v-cut due to the way they show your boobs.

✰ sukuna ryomen

Considering he's an old-fashioned man who's stuck in his old-man ways, he's still used to the old-school lingerie. He loves the long slips, as he loves how innocent they make you look. He is picky unlike the others as they must be silk and if they have lace It should only be at the neck or light lace for decor. Bonus if you were to get pregnant he would still enjoy seeing you dressed up wearing the same style but something looser under the breast area.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo saturo #suguru geto #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji zenin #sukuna ryomen #choso #jjk choso #choso kamo #choso x reader #nanami kento #mid ayeteen #jjk x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader

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devotekuna · 5 hours

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Husband!Gojo headcanons/drabbles

♡˗Gojo who immediately looks for his wife after being unsealed, he had spent a merelly 19 days away from his beautiful wife, having to do nothing but pretend like you were in the prison realm with you, hoping he didn't go crazy from the lack of his beloved.

☆The second he sees you, he's already jumping ontop of you, expecting hugs and kisses. Maybe even a party for getting unsealed. But seeing his wife was as much as he needed, getting to feel your presence and physical body made the whole time away worth it.

☆Forgets to turn off his cursed technique when he sleeps, so your stuck on the sofa till he wakes up, which is very quick as he can't normally sleep without you by him.

☆He most definitely blushes when you compliment him, he loves when you speak about him, even if it may be bad, he's still got his name in your mouth so he knows you mean alot to him.

☆Definitely turns off his cursed technique thinking you'd give him a kiss but instead to slap the back of his neck, you know he's sensitive there so you always took advantage of it.

☆Before you two were married, he was already calling you his wife, despite not even being engaged yet, he just wanted you to know that you meant alot to him.

☆Even calling you 'Mrs Gojo' whenever you called him by his surname, he adores hearing the words 'Satoru' come out of your mouth. Knowing that you couldn't be talking about anyone else since his name was so unique.

☆Purposely says random stuff about being the strongest, bragging in your face, just to receive a slap from you after he tried to brush it off like he was normal.

☆He knows he's good at everything so when you wanted to try one of your hobbies with him, he purposely acted bad at it not to upset you.

☆He 100% must be holding onto you, may it be your clothes or physical body, he's a clingy man so it wasn't expected. Especially with the threat that you could get attacked so he could turn on his infinity to protect you both.

☆When your play fighting he sometimes activates his cursed technique when he sees that you're gonna try and land something heavy. Sometimes grabs your knuckles as you punch just to spin you round and kiss you.

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raine-soft · 2 days

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Blue eyes

ok, because you asked for it Satoru Yan fanfic

Warnings: Harassment, kidnapping and sexual themes

Note: My native language is not English, so I hope I am good at spelling.

Gojo Satoru, a boy who really only slept with a girl and left her, a boy with a lot of money, very powerful and beautiful, the most powerful sorcerer, a funny and carefree guy… He was perfect, right? You had everything you needed, right? No one always has everything they want, except Satoru, but he still needed something he didn't find until he met you: Motherly love. Yes, in a couple it can be strange, but even if you don't believe it, there may be girls there who take care of everything, like you, who give them that beautiful maternal love that everyone needs, that understanding, care, attention, empathy, love, affection, that only a good mother can give. Unfortunately you had to see Satoru as a child who needed love, it seemed that only you noticed it was you, and he loved that it was you which he loved.

At first, Satoru just wanted to fuck you and throw you away, but… Something in you attracted him, something that he wanted only for him, your empathy and unconditional affection, that made him want to keep you forever, just for him and maybe with your mother who treated him just as well as you.

You are walking home calmly, a beautiful night with the sky full of stars that adorned the moon beautifully, the air was fresh with a refreshing breeze, you were very upset with Satoru because you discovered that at first he only wanted to fuck you.

When you got home, you almost fainted, what did you see? To Satoru sitting in your armchair chatting calmly with your father, his stupid smile changed to complete fury when you couldn't help the urge to give him the middle finger. You spoke to him with hatred, annoyance and disappointment.

Y/N: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY FUCKING HOUSE, YOU FUCKING IDIOT? Satoru: I just… came because I'm your boyfriend… Y/N: HA… No, get out of my fucking house

Your father was surprised by this behavior, but he understood, sometimes couple fights happen. Your father took Satoru out of the house and he looked at you with hatred and obsession, you had only seen that look when your friend had declared her feelings for you, STRANGLY she disappeared a few days later and, oh surprise, you too you would disappear, but you didn't know it.

You went up to your room and went to bed upset, you breathed, you relaxed and you were finally able to sleep. When you woke up, god, you wished you hadn't. There was Satoru looking at you with hatred, obsession and madness. You were chained and half naked when you woke up.

Satoru: O-oh, you woke up honey~

(part 1 of 3)

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youboredright · 2 days

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Gojo Satoru is big but his dick is bigger

Gojo Saturo x reader

Smut :)

“TURO–” YOU MOAN AGAINST YOUR HUSBAND’S EAR.

Saturo just groan in response. His large hands tighten around your throat, making sure his fingers are leaving a huge mark against your skin along with hickeys. His hips move with more force than before, pounding into you wildly as he remembers what happened earlier.

-- Earlier --

"Woah, Nanami that's a great idea. Thank you." Yn says as she hugs him unbeknown of her husband's jealousy that's burning. Normally Gojo does not get jealous much often but it was HIS wife who wore HIS ring lived in HIS house was being touchy with his colleague Nanami Kento. He had to remind his wife who she belongs to.

-- Present --

Each thrust draws him deeper and deeper into your heat, a feeling he missed and craved so much.“Hah…shit– Satur-Ah” You could not even utter a proper word. Gojo grabbed your hair with his other hand and pulled you closer. As you were about to come Gojo let you go. "What the fuck, Turo-" You got cut off as he kneel and slipped his tongue into your hole, groaning lowly at the taste. He'd never get tired of your addicting taste on his skilled tongue the feeling of your clit throbbing against his tongue as he slurped everything. As you were about to rub your clit Gojo slapped your hand. "God, this pussy was made for me," he grunted into your cunt, the vibrations against your sensitive core. He loved how your thighs trembled pathetically as he saw two thick fingers getting swallowed by your inner walls. He bit and sucked harsh on your little bud laughing cruelly when you tried to close your thighs around his head. "AH!" You shouted as Gojo slapped your inner thigh, making the soft flesh jiggle and sting."Ow Saturo." You whined.

Broken gasps came out from your mouth as he landed slaps on your aching pussy. "Isn't this what you wanted? When you were 'flirting with Nanami." He scoffed, two fingers spreading your lips apart and licking his lips at your hole clenching on nothing as it gushed more of your sweet liquid started dropping down Gojo's hand. "Wanted to be taught a lesson? Answer me slut" he swiftly landed two spanks right on your clit, as a loud cry leaving your mouth. "Y-Yes" you mindlessly answered. And before your mind could see stars, Gojo replaced his hand with his dick. He pounded into you like a madman.

" Shit.. Satu- Yea-h wait- AH!" Before you could finish your sentence, Gojo grabbed your neck, making you choke. "Cum." Gojo said more like an order. And you no longer hold back and cum.“Shit- yeah, that's my girl. ” Gojo shudders above you, head thrown back, chest heaving as he fucks you through your high.

As your breath slowly starts to even, Gojo flipped you and pounded his whole length into you. " N-no mor-e. Saturo ah I can't." But Gojo replied with a loud spank. "Shh. Take me like a good girl you are."

Reblogs and likes are appreciated <3

#anime #anime fandom #anime fanfic #gojo satoru #gojo saturo #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk gojo #jjk satoru #jjk #gojo smut #smut

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gardentool · 2 days

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Gojo: Alright, so you and I are married.

Y/N: We are not married.

Gojo: Relax, it's just pretend.

Y/N: I don't wanna pretend.

Gojo: Scared you'll like it?

Y/N: Okay, if we're married, I want a divorce.

Yuji: Are you two like this all the time?

Y/N & Gojo: Yes.

#jjk #jjk incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #gojo satoru #gojo saturo #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x you #jjk yuji #jjk yuuji #jujutsu gojo #yuji itadori #gojo is just trying to teach yuji a lesson #can you be divorced before you’re married

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realkentonanamigf · 2 days

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This one made Colored cause damn that boi got them damn pretty eyes 🔵 👄 🔵

Requested by: @crayzyaarna

#gojo satoru #gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #memes #gojo saturo #jujutsu kaisen gojo #satoru gojo #YOU GUYS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE AN IMPORTANT ONE LMAO #Asking me requests and shit THANK YOU SFM

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lostfracturess · 1 day

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his smile in this panel 😭🫶

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo saturo #jjk manga #satoru gojo

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sykosugu · 7 hours

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♤♢ melodies of passion ♧♡ | two

♤ summary: he's the most powerful & ruthless yakuza boss in the city, and she's just a music store owner. but once he hears her singing voice, he wants nothing more than to hear it for the rest of his life..and she's not so sure about that.. he'll do anything to change that. a gojo satoru au

♢ warnings: this story will contain descriptions of violence, death, illegal activities, sexual content, gang related content, use of weapons

♧ aw: none!

♡ currently: ongoing - no update schedule

♤ taglist: open! just let me know

♢ wc: 4.5k

♧ carlile speaks: hi my pretty babies! most of you voted for a longer chapter, so here she is! i'm excited to hear your thoughts! I was telling real life Ellie how I'd lost momentum for this story shortly after posting its first chapter but I sat down and it just poured out of me. I hope you all enjoy. I'm having so much fun with this one! and I know I said early next week but we can all collectively ignore that! (:

Ellie offered to close for you so you could go home earlier and take your time getting ready. The only thing Gojo told you was to dress comfortably. He said he wants to show off his cooking skills instead of someone elses, and this way he can make sure nobody is around that shouldnt be around.

Lately Gojo had been dealing with a problem, but he wasn’t about to be telling you that. He already knew your apprehension towards dating him because of his status, he didn’t want to chance scaring you off before he had a proper chance of making you happy.

Someone had been trying to get close to Gojo, trying to learn information and sell it to his number one enemy, Kento Nanami; another prominent Yakuza in the area. He wanted Gojo’s contacts, warehouses and secrets. Everyone wanted Gojo’s contacts. Everyone wanted his status. They wanted the power. Gojo had it all. The money, the loyal men, the status, the everything. The only thing he didn’t have, was the girl. But oh did he find one, and oh was he obsessed with her. But she wanted very little to do with him.

Until now.

He picked you up at six on the dot, nevermind how he got your address. You’ll just have to thank Ellie later. She’s also the one who slipped him your phone number, but she refuses to admit it.

“You look lovely. I love the matching sweatpants.” Gojo grins down at you, taking your hand in his and offering a kiss to your knuckles, just as he did yesterday.

“You told me to wear something comfortable, and it doesn't get much more comfortable than sweatpants and a hoodie.”

“No, no. I’m not complaining,” he rushes out. “I said comfortable, and you–.”

“Calm down, Gojo. You didn’t offend me,” you chuckle at his anxiousness. It’s a little surprising to you.

“Oh. I know,” he half laughs. “Are you ready?” you nod in response, and he opens the car door. You don’t miss the line of cars behind his as you get into the front seat.

The drive to Gojo’s estate doesnt take super long. A couple of winding roads, a gate with guards, and a long driveway later and you're there.

His kitchen is set up with the best of the best; every tool and gadget you could ever need. “I was thinking we could make something together. Ellie told me your favorite thing to make is pancakes, and those happen to be my specialty,” he says, guiding you into his home.

Tall black cabinets adorned with gold hardware and a black marble countertop. Everything is so sleek, and elegant and perfect you're almost afraid to exist in the space. But it’s so warm and cozy and inviting at the same time. He’s got candles burning on the counter top and on the coffee table in the living room; which also has black furniture and dark walls.

“Did she now? What else did she tell you?” you ask, leaning across the kitchen island looking up at him on the other side.

“I guess that will be revealed in due time, my love,” Gojo smiles over at you. He pulls the ingredients from the cabinet, and the fridge. “She said to make sure strawberries were involved or to not even bother,” he chuckles softly, placing a carton of fresh berries on the counter.

“That’s a little dramatic, but strawberries are the best topping for pancakes,” you take the knife as he passes it to you, softly rolling your eyes at his “Careful, it’s sharp.” and you don't miss the way he clenches his jaw when you say “Ok, dad”, in response.

“So, what made you say yes to ‘Mr. Big Yakuza man’ after all my months of pining for you?”

“First of all, you were mostly pining for my piano. Second of all, I got some advice telling me to live a little and here I am doing that,” you pop a strawberry into your mouth after cutting the top off. Gojo opens his mouth leaning down next to you, silently asking for a berry. You slice the top off another one, raising it to his lips for him to take. He smiles as he chews it, maintaining eye contact with you the entire time; making your skin heat up in response.

“Sweet,” he mumbles, licking his lips after he swallows, “Very.. sweet,” his eyes flicker down to your lips, but he snaps out of it at the sound of you clearing your throat. He clears his in response, “Right, I wanted the piano. But you were the real prize,” he says, trying to regain his composure.

“Just because you heard me sing?” you effortlessly cut the strawberries into slices, setting them to the side as you spoke with him. Gojo was on your right, mixing the batter together, plus the dash of cinnamon you threw in–“That’s my secret,”--you blush over at him as he eyes you.

“Nah. I was interested in you before that. Your “playing hard to get” attitude feels like a challenge.” His words make you scoff. “The singing voice is just a plus.”

“I’m not playing hard to get. I am hard to get. And I think if anything, the last year is evidence of that.” you’re grinning to yourself as you continue your task.

“Sure is,” he mumbles to himself, but loud enough for you to hear, making you grin. “But that’s okay, I like a challenge.” He turns away from the counter, leaning to turn the stove on.

“You certainly are the most persistent person I've ever met.” leaves you in the form of a chuckle. You hate to admit how flattered he make you feel by being so adamant in trying to know you

“I don't know, you were pretty persistent on not letting me take you on a date. And about that piano of yours.” He starts dripping the mix onto the surface, creating perfect circles.

Of course.

Insert eye roll here.

“Hey, you agreed to not bring up my piano if i sang for you,” you watch him work effortlessly.

“I agreed to stop trying to buy it. I still intend to tease you about it. Although I would appreciate some help in finding a piano that’s as nice as that one.”

You’re startled by a voice that isn't Gojo’s. “Sir, there’s been developments.” Gojo’s demeanor changes in front of your eyes. His gaze finds the man near the entrance of the kitchen and immediately hardens.

“I said, no interruptions. Are you aware of what that means?” his tone makes your blood run cold. You’ve never seen him this way before. He’s always been goofy and kind to you, sure he demands his men’s respect and can get them to do whatever he wants with the snap of his fingers, but this is different,

“Y-yes, sir, but this is impo–”

“Enough, Ijichi. Take it to Suguru and Choso,” Gojo demands. “I’ll decide what to do with you later. Now leave us.”

“Yes, Goj–Sir. Yes, sir.” the man says, leaving in a rush.

“He’s new if you couldn't tell,” Gojo jokes, demeanor switching back in an instant.

“You don’t have to talk to him like that, you know,” you toss a strawberry into your mouth.

“In my line of work, I do. But let's not focus on that, I know you don’t really care for that side of me and that’s okay.”

“Yes, please just keep me in the dark on all of that,” you chuckle, “I don’t need anything else on my conscience,” your words make him laugh. But you also notice the look of worry laced behind his eyes.

“So does that mean there will be a next time?”

“Mm, too early to tell Mr. Yakuza man. But I am enjoying this so far.” you offer him a soft smile.

The two of you continue to move effortlessly throughout his space together, as if you were meant to be a part of it all along. He flashes you that award winning smile any chance he gets. After the pancakes are done and topped with the strawberries, he leads you to his patio where he has a large projector screen set up with a sea of blankets and pillows for you two to sit on.

“I hear you enjoy the Harry Potter movies, and I happen to be a fan as well. So i figured we could have a little marathon while we got to know each other,”

“Sato–” you notice the way his eyes glimmer with a sliver of hope, but that was a mess up,--”Gojo, that sounds perfect,” you whisper. His face slightly drops at your correction, but he’s deterred none. Shaking it off, he smiles over at you, helping you take a seat on the blanketed area.

“You strike me as a slytherin with that attitude of yours,” he jokes with you. “I’m a Gryffindor myself.”

“Mm, I would have thought you to be a hufflepuff,”

“Those are fighting words,” he says as he leans over and grabs a pillow. Swiftly catching on, you immediately grab one as well and strike first; landing a blow to the side of his head. He chuckles, “You’re going to regret that, Birdie,” his threat makes you giggle.

You burst with laughter as he takes hold of one of your ankles, and pulls you towards him, making you tumble back from the sudden movement; the pillows breaking the short fall from your sitting position. His pillow begins making repeated contact with your upper body, your arms shoot up in an attempt to cover your head. His light blows of the pillow make both of your laughs fill the air.

“God, Gojo at–whack–least pretend to–whack–-let me win,” you giggle out.

He pauses his movements for a split second, smiling at you from above deviously. He takes hold of both of your hands in one of his, slightly pulling you into a sitting position.

“No,” and he whacks you again lightly upside your head, sending you backwards into the pillows below again

“Rude,” you huff, making him laugh.

“Had enough?”

“Mhm,” you pout. Putting your hand out, you silently ask for help, but keep hold of your pillow with the other hand. He pulls you to sit, but is surprised to feel your pillow collide with the side of his face, sending him backwards this time. You take the opportunity to straddle his hips, and repeatedly whack him with the pillow. Lightly of course.”How do you like it? Hm?” you tease from above. Gojo has that permanent grin all over his face. His hands find your hips, giving them a light squeeze before he switches your positions so he's hovering over you again. You go silent, but have a huge smile etched onto your lips.

“What’s wrong, Birdie?” he gloats, “Got no defense now?” Low laughs fall from his lips as he watches you swallow in anticipation, You look up to his lips, also forming a grin. “Whatcha lookin at? Hm?”

“Do you want to kiss me as bad as I want to kiss you right now?”

“I’ve wanted to kiss you from the moment you first told me ‘No’ when I asked to buy your piano, and then even more when you told me to get out of your store.”

“Why haven’t you then?” you ask breathlessly, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I wanted you to be comfortable with the idea before I made my move,” he says, connecting your lips together for the first time.

You’ve never felt so comforted yet nervous by someone's touch before. He feels of danger and darkness, but comfort and safety at the same time. He could give you the best of both worlds, if you’d let him of course. Deepening the kiss he feels your hands snake under his shirt, learning the defined muscles across the area. Gojo caresses the side of your face in his left hand, bracing himself near your head on the right.

He pulls away, looking at the blown look in your eyes and chuckles softly. “As much as I would love for this to continue, I want to do this right with you and make sure this is really what you want.”

Gojo’s admission makes your hardened heart soften just a little bit. “Ever the gentleman, Gojo.”

“Still just Gojo after that?” he teases.

“The night is not over yet,” you sit up, shoving him backwards.

“Indeed it is not.”

“I can’t believe you’d be offended to be a hufflepuff. Don’t you know they say every slytherin needs a hufflepuff?”

Gojo ponders for a moment, a look on his face that makes you think he’s actually mulling over a serious thought inside his big ass head. “If you’re guaranteed to be my slytherin then I'd consider the change.”

“You��d change your Hogwarts house for me?” you look down to your hands sitting in your lap, a grin formed on your lips as you speak.

“I’d try to change the world for you,” Gojo whispers. Your head snaps up, looking into his eyes.

“That.. has to be the cheesiest thing i've ever heard on a first date,” you chuckle, making him laugh with you.

“Please, you were eating that up Birdie.” he attempts to play it off.

“Would you really though?”

“Of course,” he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Any chance we’ll do this again? Or am I banned?” Gojo asks, pulling your hand up to kiss your knuckles. Giggles leave your lips.

Leaning up, you place a kiss on his lips. “What do you think, Gojo?” you whisper. Gojo’s skin heats up, his face turning a light tinge of pink

“How about this friday?”

“That’s literally tomorrow,” you chuckle.

“Okay?” he questions, unsure where your worry is coming from. He'll ease all of your worries if you’d let him. He’d give you everything if you’d let him.

So what? He thinks

You pretend to mull it over in your head for a moment, “Okay.” you finally agree.

“Okay?” He seems almost puzzled.

“Okay. But no labels. And nothing extravagant.”

“Okay,” he smiles at you, offering one more kiss and a “See you tomorrow, Birdie.” Gojo leaves you standing in the doorway to your apartment, a light blush evident all over your cheeks.

Heading inside you immediately call Ellie to thank her for being so thorough in telling Gojo everything about you. She was adamant she didn't know what you were talking about but said you’re welcome anyways. “Now, about Choso…” you start telling her the details about the double bunned man.

A slew of dates followed the first one. He was determined to change your mind about no labels… and about not wanting anything extravagant. Gojo wanted to show you the world of opportunities he offered you by saying yes to being his. The second date he took you one was to the restaurant he owned at the marina. Some of the finest dining you’d ever seen. A complete turn around from the pancakes you’d had the night before. When you’d asked him what to wear this time, he’d told you not to worry, that something would show up for you soon. A sleek, black satin dress with a scoop neckline showed up at your store before your date, earning a genuine eye roll from you.

“I said nothing extravagant, Gojo,” you scolded him as you stepped into the car.

“The smile you’re attempting to hide from me betrays your words, Birdie,” he gloats from his seat next to you. “You look wonderful.”

“Just because I like playing dress up does not mean I'm not mad at you.”

Gojo grabs your hand, raising it to his lips to place a soft kiss on the back. The gesture never failing to make you blush. “Whatever you say, darling.”

“Sir, Nanami has just arrived at the restaurant. Should we change locations?” Suguru questions from the front seat.

“No, this is my turf…” he begins speaking, his grip on your hand almost feels tighter as the words leave him. “...I won’t be made a fool of in my own establishment.”

“Nanami?” you whisper to Gojo who’s got a vice grip on his cellphone, typing angrily. Your hand comes to rest on his leg.

The stiffness in Gojo’s stature eased at the sound of your voice and the feeling of your touch. He wonders just where you’ve been all of his life. Your ability to make the darkness not seem so dark inside his mind makes him feel like there might be a point to all of this.

“He’s just a contact. Nothing for you to worry about, Birdie,” he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

Gojo loved taking photos. His camera roll was full of his favorite things to look at. Whether it was a nicely decorated room or a view he’d seen on a business trip. But now, his camera roll was full of one thing and one thing only; you. Photos of you from your first date, lying peacefully in the blanket fort with pillows surrounding your serene looking frame. He thought you looked beautiful when you were all dressed up, but he thought you looked your best when you were dressed down. Gojo just loved having reminders of your pretty face.

He had other photos of you; sitting at your piano, or laying in his bed. Photos of you on every date he’d taken you on. So many videos of you singing along with the radio. Any song could come on when he was visiting you and you were able to match the tempo perfectly on the keys. Your voice always sounded sweet like honey in his ears. His favorite photo was the one you took with him, a selfie of you kissing his cheek. He felt like a teenage boy freaking out over his highschool crush when he spent almost an hour just grinning to himself while looking at the picture.

You were still hesitant to say you were fully in a relationship with him, even all these months later. He’d visit you every day in your store, telling you he’d be ready whenever you were. You were it for him, he was just waiting for you to be on the same page.

Gojo smiled down at you laying on his chest. He’d rented a cabana at the beach and planned a day with you just to relax and be with each other. Talking of everything big and small. After you mentioned that you loved being around water, it seemed like every date had a water undertone to it. A dinner date at the marina. A trip to the aquarium. Day dates on his yacht, which often turned into sunset cruises. Multiple beach dates. This beach date started to remind you of Pretty Woman since Gojo offered to read your book to you while you rested your eyes.

As he read the words off the page all you could think about was how hard you’d fallen for this man without even being aware of it. You can't even pinpoint when it happened. What you do know is that looking up at him in this moment as he reads your book back to you, you’re head over heels for him.

“This reminds me of Pretty Woman so much,” you chuckle, sitting up out of his hold.

“When he was reading to her under the tree?”

“You’ve seen it?” you look at him with shock in your eyes. You’d never have thought in a million years Mr. Yakuza man would have seen such a chick flick.

“I hadn't before, but you’ve mentioned it so much I wanted to see what you were referring to,” Gojo admitted, closing the book with a thud. He sits up next to you, and caresses the side of your face. Leaning into his touch, you smile softly at him.

“You’re really determined, you know that?” you whisper.

Gojo rubs his thumb over the apple of your cheek, eyeing your mouth as he speaks. “Took you long enough to notice,” he places a soft kiss to your lips and feels you smile against his mouth.

“Who knew the big yakuza man had a soft side.” you chuckle, kissing him back.

“Only for you, darling. When are you gonna let me make it official and call you mine?” his thumb brushes over your bottom lip.

“Mm…” you start to think of what to say. You want to try this with him. He’s more than proved himself, but you still have reservations. Mostly because of who, or what he is. His life eats, sleeps and breathes danger. You just want to run your little music store in the middle of downtown. He’s making it easy to forget that life you had planned for yourself.” –I don't know. I’m scared.”

“I know you are, but I'm here when you’re ready.” His fingers thread their way into your hair as he lulls your head to the side and pressing his lips to your neck. “I have a question for you though,” he whispers against the surface. Gojo pulls back to gauge your reaction

Your eyes look glazed over and blown out, so he continues. Your hands find his shoulders in an attempt to hold yourself upright on the cabana bed.

“Well, more of a request,” he hums. “I have an event tomorrow evening I need a date for. Would you be interested in accompanying me?

“Is it something fun?” you pull his head to be level with yours, looking directly at his lips with lust behind your gaze.

“Have I asked you to do anything so far that hasn't been fun?”

“No,” you shake your head at him and kiss him. Pushing him to lay back, your leg hikes up around his hip. “I would love to accompany you to your event tomorrow, Gojo.”

“Still just Gojo, huh? Even when you’re trying to get into my trunks?” His teasing words make you retract your touch from his body, fully sitting up again. “Nuh uh, you get back here,” he laughs, pulling you back down with him making you giggle. Gojo gives you an onslaught of kisses all over your face, pulling more and more laughs from you; his second favorite thing to hear. He knows all of his favorite sounds will get outranked one day… he just has to wait for that day to come. Gojo slides his hands down your sides and digs his fingertips into your sides, making you squeal.

“S-stop! I’m ticklish!” you whine.

“Oh, and that’s supposed to make me want to stop?” He continues his playful assault, laughing along with you. You manage to get one up on him, swinging your leg over his hips so you’re straddling him. Taking hold of his wrists in your hands, you pin them on either side of his head, smirking down at him. “Mm, what’s your plan now, Birdie?” he shows off that million dollar smile. You cover his lips with yours, tasting the salt from the ocean on his skin. Gojo offers you a hum of approval at the feeling of your mouth on his, making you smile. He takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, making you gasp. Letting go of the grip on his wrists, your hands tangle into the white tufts of his hair. Gojo cups your jaw with both hands as he pulls you off of him. “We can't,” he whispers against your lips before you’re attaching your lips again. “Birdie,” he says, pulling you off again.

“What?” you ask, a grin plastered on your face. “Why can't we?”

“Well, number one we’re in public,” he motions to all the other couples scattered around the various surrounding cabanas. “And two, Suguru and Choso are not going to be getting an eyeful of what's mine,” he growls, taking your lips with his once more. You groan once he pulls away.

“I never said I was yours,” you tease, letting him sit up with you.

“You’ve always been mine…” he says, caressing the side of your face in one hand, “...ever since I stepped into your store for the first time.”

You clear your throat, “Right, about tomorrow though?”

Ellie won't let you see the dress you’re wearing; the only thing she’ll tell you is that it's red and beautiful. You decided to close up early since she’d offered to help you get ready. Gojo said he was going to take care of everything, but you at least asked if you could get ready yourself. Having strangers mess with your appearance wasn’t at the top of your ideal things to do today list.

Gojo told you to be ready by seven, he’d pick you up on the dot. You were sitting in the sink of your bathroom as you put your makeup on, paying extra close attention to the details today. Ellie stands behind you with the curling iron as you two argue over Gojo. You’re still adamant on not being ready, but Ellie keeps calling your bluff.

“Why wont you just let yourself be happy?” Ellie asks as she helps you curl your hair.

“You date a Yakuza and tell me you're not terrified at the end of the day,” you chuckle, sweeping your blush brush across your cheeks.

“So you’re telling me you dont like him?”

“That’s not what I said, I said I was scared.”

“So you do like him?” she asks excitedly.

You do, and that’s what scares you. This was supposed to be just something fun for you. You never envisioned feeling this way.

You nod slowly, “Probably too much,” the admission feeling like a weight off of your shoulders. “Think I’ll tell him tonight, if it goes as well as I'm hoping it does.” Ellie is bubbling with excitement at your words. She’s probably already planning your wedding.

“You’ve been leading him on for months now, just give in and see where it takes you!”

Ellie was kinda right. But in reality, you don’t owe him anything and you know that. But you do really want to see where this could possibly take you. You already feel so much for this man, but who knows what else could happen.

Gojo picked you up exactly when he said he would, knocking on your door at seven sharp. You open the door, and you’re met with your handsome date for the evening in a black on black suit with a red boutonniere on the left hand side that matches your dress impeccably well.

“You look… wow.”

A light blush forms on your cheeks at his words. “You look pretty wow yourself, Gojo.”

He takes your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over the silky material of the gloves that stop just below your elbow. “You look fantastic, not just wow.” he smiles at you, placing a kiss on your cheek. “I have one more surprise,” he pulls a box from his jacket pocket.

“Oh? And what would that be?”

“Well, I guess you’ll have to wait and see.”

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ilumibunz · 2 hours

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Gojo Satoru x Y/N🐰

(First time trying to make multiple skin colours hopefully it looks good? Open to constructive criticism though 🫶🏻)

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devotekuna · 3 days

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Gojo had taken you out of the warmth of your house to bring you on a walk, that would be fine but in the middle of winter? It was already snowing, making it harder to get your boots to move. And the cafe was half an hour away which made your mood Deteriorate even more.

"I mean, if your cold, you could come closer to me?" "I'll even use my infinity on you too!" "If you want we can head back.." "Being close to someone always makes you warmer!"

You were tired of his antics to get you closer to him, you knew he liked you. It was obvious. Eventually you gave in, walking side by side as he tried to slip his hand in yours only to allow that one action from him as he was actually pretty warm.

Snow falling around the invisible bubble which surrounded the both of you, leaning on his arm as he was too tall to lean on his shoulder.

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