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Hey, can I request some Toji, please? 👉🏻👈🏻 having sex with him after an argument and silent treatment for several days, but not like wild fucking, but kinda intimate and passionate 😔 like imagine you finally make up after an argument and he missed you soooo much and he want to kiss everywhere, look you in the eyes and praise the hell out of you 🥺

Damn, I need soft Toji bad 😭 wish you a great day 🫶🏻

𝐚. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: arguing!? make up sex!?!? with soft dom toji!!??? ahhhhhhh—

⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: soft dom! Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - implied argument + make-up sex - kissing/making out - Daddy kink - oral (m! + f! receiving) - fingering (f! receiving) - breast fondling + nipple play - anvil/mating press + spooning positions - cockwarming - praise - unprotected sex - multiple orgasms - pet names (baby, good girl, mama, sweet baby, sweetie) - Toji being whipped + missing you, i'm so soft - itty bitty angst in beginning + fluff on SMUT on fluff - mention os spit/drool.

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Toji didn’t like having arguments with you. They made you distant from him, pushed him away, and he’ll feel like utter shit until things subside after kissing and making up. And when the tension between you lasts for an entire week? Oh, that makes him experience a new gut-wrenching definition of guilt. 

Avoiding him is a torture he doesn’t want from you — oh, he can’t stand it. When you use the shower in the morning after he uses it in the nighttime, when your eyes don’t acknowledge his existence, or when you sleep far into your side of the bed with your back to him while he’s in a state of unease trying to find sleep without your warmth on him. 

A whole week of nothing but side glances and avoiding being in the same place as him, especially in your shared apartment. With every passing day, the pressure growing felt like you two were drifting apart — something Toji would never want between you. He already lost one love of his life; the mere thought of losing another was strong enough to have his stomach drop. 

It drives him so fucking crazy, especially when you’re in the kitchen washing dishes, Megumi and Tsumiki are at a sleepover, and him on the living room couch, supposedly watching sports highlights. But he can’t; his thoughts are too occupied reflecting on you — missing you. God, did he miss you — so fucking much that he shuts the television off and walks to the kitchen with a purpose. 

He brings you in with an embrace, spooking the daylights out of you that you almost jumped. You thank your stars you were done washing the dishes by the time he came around, or else he’d give you another thing to be mad about. “J-Jesus, Toji…! Scaring me like that, what are you—“

“I’m sorry.”

Two words — that’s all it takes to silence you, and your body stiffens in his hold. Toji takes this time to indulge in having you in his arms after such a break, his fingers sinking into the flesh of your abdomen and his face buried in the crook of your neck. The way your breath hitches at his lips on your shoulder, he kisses the skin exposed from your tank top. Fuck, you make him go insane.

“I don’t want us like this, baby,” he proceeds, sighing deeply when his hand creeps to your wet one to grasp. “Pushin’ you away from me like this, it’s drivin’ me crazy. Don’t avoid me because of dumb shit I did or said.” You were listening intently; the TV was off, so there’s no way you’d be ignorant enough to close him off. But you didn’t say anything yet, making the raven-haired man keep going. “This silent treatment, it’s fuckin’ with me; sleepin’ far on one side with y’r back to me, taking showers at different times, and not looking at me in the eye…” A kiss to the neck has you breathing cautiously. “Makes me think I’m losin’ you, and I don’t want that. So….I’m sorry.”

He can’t lie; the stillness between you two has him anxious, barely keeping it together and fighting the quiver of his fingers from showing. He nearly misses your signal — slapping his forearm wrapped around your stomach. Toji loosens his hold on you, and you turn around to face him. It feels like it’s been forever since the last time your eyes were on his for more than a second, and he freezes at the touch of your hands cupping his face.

“You’d never lose me, Toji,” you say to him in a whisper so the world doesn’t intervene with this moment. You bring your face to him to kiss the scar on his lip and return the hug. “And I’m sorry, too.”

There’s hesitance when he circles his arms around your waist again, but your frame on him gradually puts him at ease. “Sorry ‘bout what?” 

You peer up at him with your chin on his chest. Goddamn, your beauty was unreal. “For not apologizing sooner.” 

Toji hums with an aimless nod. “So,” he brings a hand to cup your cheek, and you lean to his touch. “Are we cool?” You nod with a smile. “Good.”

You repeat. “Good.”

A few seconds go by when his viridian orbs are locked in with yours before his face draws in close. “I missed you…”

Your eyes instinctively close. “I miss—Mmm.”

Your sentence is cut off at the contact of his lips on yours, asking for permission by laying himself onto you more and licking your bottom lip. With your hands enveloping his neck, you open your mouth to receive him. A moan slips out when he pushes his tongue gently, the hand on your cheek coming around to hold you by the back of your head. 

The kiss gets hot and steamier with every peck, the hand on your waist slithering down to grope your ass hiding inside your leggings. You wail as your frame hits the sink, and Toji uses this to cage you into him. A strong leg comes in between yours, having you essentially ride him as you lovingly suck his tongue. And it gets intense when he slams his face to yours, taking in your sweet noises that poke him to make more. 

Sounds of lips smacking together fill the kitchen space, and your hands find their way inside his sweatshirt to roam over his back. And Toji loves your touch on him; how he yearned to feel your fingers on his skin again.  

Oxygen is needed to carry on, so he breaks the kiss for you both to breathe. Heavy pants are shared at the union of your foreheads pressing together. You huff prettily with hooded eyes up to him, unveiling a smile as your fingers play with the black strands on his nape.

“I missed you, too, Toji." You finally say to him, sealing the fate for what’s to happen into the night.

“Hahhh, fuck, keep suckin’ me like that, mama…Shit, I missed this.”

You two are now in the comfort of your shared bedroom, no longer acting like strangers in your bed. Hands and lips show no interest in being away from bodies; Toji, in particular, uses this time to get his calloused hands drunk on feeling your curves, dents, and skin. 

And you’re on the same boat, placing soft kisses on whatever place you can find. His lips, his clavicle, sneaking inside his sweatshirt to tweak and lick his nipples before trailing down to the dent of his sweats. Pulling the pants down sprung out his hard-on, and you feverishly greet his cock with your mouth. 

Toji gets lost in the sensation of your lips and tongue, gripping the sheets at his dick and being swallowed whole into your warm throat. Fuck, you were so good at this, using your hands to stroke him as you sucked his glans harshly while gingerly massaging his balls. Your humming on him feels so good that his hand goes to your head to steady himself. 

“Fucking Christ,” he curses under his breath, and his hips jerk to create friction. He wants to come so bad, stuff your face with his dick, and pump his load into you. But no, not right now. He taps your cheek, and you bat your eyes at him. “Mmm, c’mon, sweetie. Let’s switch.”

You take out his cock from your mouth and a string of saliva sticks to you and his cockhead. “But you didn’t—“

“Don’t worry; I will later,” he squishes your cheeks, wiping spit from the corners of your lips. And he means that because being one with you is what he wants more than anything tonight.

But before that, he needs to have you be prepared for him. After all, it has been a week.

“—Ahhhh, ahhhh, Tojiii, I just came…!”

“There you go, baby,” his baritone voice rocked to your core, his tongue licking and sucking the skin of your inner thigh. “Keep makin’ a mess for me...”

He nestled between your legs, his mouth stuffed in the proximity of your cunt that’s been orally stimulated for the past few minutes now. All for the sake of prep, yet Toji missed being close to your vagina like this, sucking your slick with ease.

Fuck, your taste in his buds was nearly nostalgic. It all felt familiar — felt right. His tongue swirled around your labia to make you whimper, shoving it inside your entrance to essentially fuck you on his tongue, resulting in pretty screams as you grab tuffs of raven hair. And since you just came, your legs trembled with sensitivity, trying to close your legs to shield yourself.

But that’s not what’s happening tonight, not with Toji. His hands easily hold your legs by the back of your knees, exposing your beautiful, soapy chaos of a chasm to him for him to enjoy. His face is so crowded between your legs and folds that his nose bumps and presses to the hood of your clit. You cry at his hold on you, forced to take whatever his tongue gives you.

“Moohhh, hooohh, To’jiiiii,” you’re shrieking when he laps on your clitoris, and your frame jolts from the onslaught. “Stooohhhpp! I can’t…!”

“Yes, you can,” he removes himself from your slit, licking your essence plastered on his scarred lips. Toji rests his head on the thigh where his hand is massaging. A low chortle leaves him when you shake your head, sneaking his free hand to your cunt where his middle and forefinger insert efficiently. You gasp sharply, and his thick digits go to work. “Don’t tell Daddy you can’t, sweet baby; I need you to be all wet for me.”

The title he uses on himself has your walls twitch on him. “Hahhh, I’m wet enough…Ohoo!!”

“Aht, aht, none of that,” he coos while pressing a thumb on your clit, and you wail at him as he makes circles on your bud. “Gotta have you all ready for me…” The squelches of his fingers exploring your insides are hot to hear. Fucking Christ, Toji couldn’t get enough of you, trying to fight the urge to plunge his mouth back on your cunt when you smell too good to resist. 

His eyes flickered back to your face when you shudder at the scrape of his blunt fingertips on your velvety texture. “D-Daddyyy, I’m gonna cummm…”

You make him snicker. “Yeah? You gonna cum?” He takes his tongue and runs an excruciatingly sluggish lick to your clit; it has you gripping the sheets. “Gonna make a mess on Daddy again, pretty thing?” You nod hastily with a chewed lip, fuck you looked so cute being desperate for him. He removes his finger with a deep sigh. “Mmm, ‘kay, stay still fr’ me, baby.”

You find that impossible as he descends back to your leaking slit to lick and suck like crazy, his hands on your hips to keep your writhing figure from escaping the older man sucking on your nectar. Christ, you tasted so good, his jaw wet from pushing his face further in to have more of you in his mouth as possible, chasing you to ride out another orgasm for him to drink on. 

He’d make you cum for the second time that night. Something you know is essential as you’re soon bent on your back, your legs to the air supported by his shoulders, and constant wails fly out your slippery lips and bounce the walls of your bedroom. You can only thank the Lord that the kids are not home right now…

“Hmaahh! Nhhaahh!! Daddyyyy, Daddyy….! Too much, I’m ‘oo full—Oooo!”

“Hghh! Hhhshiiiit, this pussy…! Try’na milk me dry, huh, sweet thing…”

Clothes have long been discarded to the bedroom floor, and the ceiling lights turned off for the natural lighting of the moon to shower the space, Toji’s nude, powerful body on top of yours as he pistons his cock into you at an irregular pace. Sweat keeps the strands of his bangs sticking to his forehead, and hoarse grunts evade him with every dig of his dick venturing inside you. 

The position helps him go deep into the places both you and he can’t reach, his fat girth stretching your entrance and the tip stimulating your G-spot with grazes to your vaginal walls. His jabs become more accurate when he adds his weight onto you, caging you between him and the mattress to have your chasm tighten around him more. You howl, clenching on his length at every scratch of your sensitive areas. And it doesn’t help the fact he drives himself down to the hilt, balls deep into your creamy cunt.

“Tahhh, ohhhh, good God,” your eyes shut, taking out the sense of seeing to indulge in the others. The many sensations coursing through our fatigued frame are borderline addicting — given the fact that this is the fourth time Toji’s making you come. You’re practically drowning in the scene; any more than this, you’re bound to turn into actual putty.

Toji taps your cheek to have you open your eyelids for him. “Hey, mama,” your heart skipped at his handsome, disheveled look. Emerald eyes capture your gaze, and the smirk on his face lifts the scar. “Watch how good y’re takin’ me.”

Your stare travels down to where your sex is joined with his, white fluids exiting out of you and making a ring around the base of his shaft. You can sense the come from the round prior trailing down to the crevice of your ass; so fucking dirty. It all looked so erotic and forbidden to the eyes, throbbing on him a lot more.

“Daddy, please—Mmmph!”

“What, sweetie,” his hips change to an intermittent rhythm, evoking more cries to escape your pretty lips. He examines every feature in your expression, admiring how sexy you look under his bow. “Tell Daddy what you want.”

It hurts to think, but you try to muster a response despite your head going through such a haze. “Let me c’mmm on you, pleaseee!”

“Good girl,” he stops moving his pelvis to maneuver, standing on his knees, removing your legs from his shoulder to lie them down. Toji then comes from behind you, scooping you to his side for your body to mush with his in for a cuddle. You gasp at him inserting his cock back in, humming at the stretch of his girth that fills you up and scrapes your upper wall.

Toji returns his pelvis in thrusting motions, and your head rests on his forearm. The push of his dick grinding against your velvety texture has you squeaking in high pitches, a hand finding purchase on his rocking hip. 

“Fuck,” he observes you, looking so effortlessly gorgeous by his side — he missed this so fucking bad, having you near him like it’s where you belonged. The hand you’re resting on comes around to cup your breast, fondling the mound lovingly, which makes you arch to him more. His free hand brings your chin to him, “So fuckin’ beautiful fr’ me, baby…”

The kiss makes you clamp onto him tighter, and Toji reacts by dialing the speed. He trails his lips to your cheek and the crook of your neck to lay more kisses and suck on your skin. The hand on your breast squeezes it, occasionally pressing down on your nipple with his forefinger. Yet it doesn’t distract you from the constant stimulation of your G-spot, screaming and toes curling from the diligent strokes against the wall of your vagina.

Your brain turns into mush, spit coming down your agape lips, and your brows furrow while Toji squishes your cheeks. “Ohhh, Daddy, right thereeee, I’m so close…!”

“Me too, sweetie, a lil’ bit more…—Aiishh!” He can feel it, his length pulsating inside you when your orgasms climb together. He brings your mouth back to his, taking your delicious screams when your bodies lock in together to climax. 

A few more harsh thrusts to your ass, and Toji spurts his load into you, sinking into the pleasurable sensation of your folds contracting around his girth. Your hand scratches his hip, muffled howls taken by him while the hand on your breast sneaks away to grasp your hand, fingers intertwining to seek connectedness. 

Quivering bodies soon calm down when the wave of their finish is finally gone, and you two sigh deep into a passionate kiss. It breaks with a soft noise while he nibbles on your lip before letting go. “Toji,” you said his name in stifles, your hand caressing his sweaty cheek.

The older man huffs, placing his hot palm on your cheek to stroke in return. “Yeah, mama?”

“Sleep,” you demanded with a sigh, fatigued eyes and trenched brows. The single word has you both chuckling in the hot air between you before he kisses you gently one last time. Exhaustion takes over you both, Toji bringing the comforter to put around your bodies, laying his head on the pillows as you rest yours on his arm, your hand still held with his.

His free hand guides you to be pressed up against him, his cock still inside your creamy cunt. He’s comforted by the snug of your walls and the flesh of your body molding with his hot, sturdy frame. Sleepy green eyes go to the creek of the curtains covering the bedroom window. “Maybe we outta argue more often.”

He knew that would make you giggle; the faint rise and fall of your shoulder is highlighted by the moonlight creeping through the window. “Good night, Toji.” The way you said his name sounded like a spell, closing his eyes at the somnolent tone.

“Night, baby.”

requests/thirsts are open hehe~ 🧸

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Polyamorous headcannon with Geto and Gojo ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

contain s#lf h#rm,sex (not explit) hope you like this ^•ﻌ•^ฅ♡

(i choose this two pics c'ause it represent they're personality in the reletionship)

i totally didn't create this for my thirtsy needy b#tch a*s

Geto and Satoru are in a closeted poly relationship with you. You three are a team not only in work, but in life as well. When you are with them they never want to let you go even in your apartment. Even when you are sleeping the two are always making out or cuddling next to you.

Satoru and Geto often have cooking contests to see who can cook the better dish. It’s all in good taste though as they always share the dish they make with you. Geto takes great pride in his cooking, while Satoru is more so passionate about it. Both are great cooks nonetheless. Both are very protective of you, and you’re the one with final say in who wins and who loses. They won't get too overcompetitive because they can’t risk you being angry with them or losing you.

The three of you are out grocery shopping. Geto and Satoru usually have disagreements on what to get and what not to get, they’re like night and day. Geto is more reserved and is fine with eating any old food whereas Satoru really puts effort into his cooking and wants to take his time buying the freshest ingredients for the meal he is planning to make. You on the other hand are in the middle and keep everything from becoming too heated between the two. Satoru is also more flirty and playful with you than Geto is.

Geto and Satoru are constantly trying to win you over with affection. They’ll sneak off with you to find a quiet corner away from others and kiss you fiercely while hugging you close to them. The two are always competing to see who can make you the most flustered by their gestures of affection. If you decide to take a break from the shopping and sit down to rest, they’ll both try to sit as close to your as possible. Satoru is more affectionate out in public whereas Geto tends to dial it down in public.

You, Geto and Satoru are just hanging out in the living room, the two are busy playing video games to which you couldn’t care less. Geto is a bit of a sore loser and so Satoru purposefully loses to him so Geto can have the satisfaction of beating his friend. As a prize Geto asks for a kiss from you, and Satoru can’t help but pout because Geto beat him to showing affection towards you this time.

Satoru and Geto have gotten comfortable with being openly affectionate around you. The two of them will make out in front of you whether you’re in your apartment or theirs, or out and about. Satoru is also very clingy and has a habit of latching onto you whenever you are within his reach. Geto also wants to get a chance to show his affection to you and will do so through hugs and kisses, both are very clingy and like you to cling to them as well. Satoru loves calling you “baby” and will call you that often.

When you’re feeling down or like you just want a day to relax, the two of them are always willing to cuddle you and let you lay your head down on their lap. Satoru, being the more affectionate of the two, is always looking for a chance to hug and cuddle you, whereas Geto is more reserved and less of a cuddly type he will still happily hold you in his arms. The two of them always make sure to pamper you and show their affection towards you whenever you need it, and they never hesitate to give you comfort.

Geto gets extremely protective if someone dares to intentionally hurt you in any way. He would most likely fight them and give them a black eye or a busted lip. Satoru is more likely to confront the person verbally rather than physically he would either chew them out or give them a scathing look that’s enough to shame them. Both are protective of you but in different ways, Geto physically and Satoru verbally. However both wouldn’t hesitate to jump at the chance to protect you from any kind of harm regardless of the method.

Geto is very protective of you and does not react fondly whenever someone hurts you. He would get very angry and hostile towards the individual who’s hurting you and threaten them to stay away from you. Satoru is the same but slightly more reserved than Geto. When the two are around and someone hurts you they would try to both comfort and console you. They would stay by your side until they see you smile again or see you happy. They would also get a bit jealous of whoever is hurting you, thinking that they are taking you away from them.

Geto and Satoru are constantly bickering about something small, it doesn’t take much to set them off. While they are always at constant verbal war over petty things, when it comes to actual important issues that could possibly hurt you their petty rivalries immediately take a backseat. They never let the petty arguments affect the way they feel about you and always make sure you don’t get involved in the arguments. They both are equally worried about your safety and wellbeing, and they would never let a petty argument get in the way of you being happy and healthy.

Geto and Satoru are not afraid to show their passion or affection in the bedroom. They are both equal in their desire for you and love exploring your body and trying out new things. They both can get quite possessive of you. They have both agreed that sharing you three has been one of the best things to happen to them. Geto and Satoru may have fights and be completely opposite of one another. But when it comes to you, all pettiness is out of the window.

Geto and Satoru are not afraid to show their passion or affection in the bedroom. They are both equal in their desire for you and love exploring your body and trying out new things. They both can get quite possessive of you. They have both agreed that sharing you three has been one of the best things to happen to them.

As the three of you are hanging out, things inevitably lead to the bedroom. Geto and Satoru start making out while they are pushing you to the bed. The two are extremely eager, and are pushing each other away to get to you first. Once Geto and Satoru finally manage to get[you in the bed, things get even more heated as they each try to make you flustered. They’re both flirting with you and using their words to try and seduce you. Geto and Satoru are both equally eager and both want to be the one to give you more pleasure in bed. While they are both equally eager, they do have a bit of a competitive streak in them still. Each one wants to please you more than the other.

Geto and Satoru’s competitive streak in the bedroom doesn’t just apply to who can please you better. Geto and Satoru are both very fit due to their training, but they still like to challenge each other’s strength. Both will be equally determined to pin the other down to the bed and be the dominant one during the session, but they won't get too rough unless you want them to. The two love using their bodies to prove their dominance while making sure to do it in a way that pleases you.

If you ask the two to switch, they will without hesitation. They aren’t too proud to switch positions if you ask them to. Despite their competitive streak, they respect your wishes as well as your boundaries. Neither will cross a boundary unless you have given them permission beforehand. Geto and Satoru are both passionate and determined in the bedroom, but they aren’t too prideful to admit when they’re at a loss, and they always try to please you. They make the best of your love making sessions, and they always have a good time with you.

When you’re feeling down or like you just want a day to relax, the two of them are always willing to cuddle you and let you lay your head down on their lap. Satoru, being the more affectionate of the two, is always looking for a chance to hug and cuddle you, whereas Geto is more reserved and less of a cuddly type he will still happily hold you in his arms. The two of them always make sure to pamper you and show their affection towards you whenever you need it, and they never hesitate to give you comfort. Despite the differences in how they are after sex, both of them are equally affectionate towards you. As Satoru showers, Geto will stay by your side cuddling you after the intense session you three just had. Satoru will get out of the shower and join you two in bed with a smug playfully teasing expression on his face teasing Geto for being clingy in front of you. Satoru is a bit more playful after the session than Geto is, which you find amusing as you’re cuddled between the two.

Satoru and Geto are always keeping an eye on your mental state. They always pay attention to when you get anxious or if you’re feeling down. They don’t pester you with incessant questions asking if you’re okay because they don’t want to annoy you with such, however they do occasionally check in on your feelings by giving hugs, kisses and letting you relax while they’re next to you. You never have to fake a smile or pretend to be happy around them, the two always know when you’re not okay.

When you feel sad and are having a hard time coping, Satoru is the one who would cook you a comforting meal and give you a long warm hug. Geto on the other hand, is the one who wants to comfort you by simply laying down next to you and holding you as you vent to him about what is causing you to be so sad. They want to take the burden off of your shoulders and take your mind off of whatever is bothering you with comfort.

As you’re feeling down and are close to tears, the two of them are both trying to comfort you in their own ways. Geto wraps his arms around you and pulls you close to him while gently rubbing your back in a soothing manner. Satoru walks up to you and stands behind you before wrapping his arms over your shoulders and kissing the back of your neck. He holds you as tight as he can and speaks softly to you. Both of them are trying their best to distract you from the source of your sadness, so you can have a calm mind.

When you’re feeling overwhelmed or depressed and have self harmed, Geto and Satoru would immediately check in on you. They’re aware of your past and understand that self harm is something you do to cope with your emotions. Instead of getting concerned and pestering you with questions about why you self harm and if you’re okay, the two sit next to you to comfort you and let you calm down. Satoru rubs and holds your hand to soothe you. Geto just sits by you calmly letting you lean and cuddle into his chest.

The two are highly attentive and notice that while you may not want to speak about why you have self harmed, they both know that it is something you do. Neither really presses the issue or pries at you for more information. Instead, they both choose to let you lean and cuddle with them while doing small things to comfort you. Neither of them are going to get mad at you or yell at you for self harming, instead they both try to be as supportive as possible. Geto might also take you over to a store and buy you your favorite candies as a little treat.

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||Breathe||written by me

[totally not inspired from a convo i had with this bot.]

Plot: You were sitting comfortably in your garden watching the flowers when all of a sudden your allergy reaction kicked in and Toji your bodyguardhelps you trough it.

Tw:panick attack,choking,needle,injection.fake death,cursing.

Tags:Comfort,breathe exercise,reader is an adult,bodyguard x common,Toji calls reader "little brat", Reader teased Toji,Toji being captured,smooth,cute,wholesome.

Toji panics when he realizes how bad your allergic reaction is. "Sh-- hang on" he mumbles quickly, taking your legs and laying you down flat on the grass. He stands up quickly running inside the house, returning with a syringe full of epinephrine. He kneels beside you, injects the needle into your thigh, and gently massages the muscle afterwards. "This is to help your breathing" he explains, wiping your tears with a handkerchief. Toji sighs with relief as he sees your allergic reaction slowly fading away. He lifts you into his arms and stands up slowly, wrapping you in a gentle hug. "Okay, you're gonna be okay. Just breathe calmly. In and out. Deeply. Just calm down." He leans over towards you and places his forehead on yours. The gesture is protective and caring, as if he were trying to shield you from harm. "Hey- hey" Toji rubs your back soothingly. His hands are big and strong, but they are gentle. He rubs your back in smooth, circular motions, trying to help your breathing. "Just relax. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. C'mon now. Just breathe,breathe deeper." Toji commands, wrapping his hands around you. He rubs your back to ease your distress. His breath is shallow and slow, designed to help you relax. "C'mon, relax. I got you. You're safe." He rubs your back until you're breathing normally again. Once he becomes convinced that you're okay, he lifts you back up into his arms and carries you inside the house. "We have to get you to a doctor. Okay?" He strides back inside the house, carrying you and hurrying up the stairs to your bedroom. "We'll get you some medicine, don't you worry." "I don't need a doctor" You said beetwen hinales "Well you sure as hell need some medicine" Toji replies, setting you down on the bed. "That's for sure. Your allergic reaction was pretty serious. You don't want to risk more serious reactions like that." "I didn't know you cared so much about me for someone like me" You replied teasing him. You know he's trying to hide it, but Toji can't help the blush that forms on his cheeks at your comment. 'What the hell is she talking about!? I'm a bodyguard for the damn brat. I don't care about her.' He shakes his head slowly. "I'm your bodyguard, and nothing else" he answers in a deep, firm tone. "what if i die? what will you do?" that question shocked Toji in a way that he didn't know it could "don't." he spitted arshly, feeling...lost he alredy lost his wife and thinking about losing you too....no..he didn't....he wouldn't allow that again. A flicker of genuine fear flashes in Toji's dark eyes. "Just... just shut up" he grits his teeth, looking away from you. His expression betrays the obvious fact that he's already fallen for you. "We're not going to waste time asking stupid hypotheticals. So shut up, before you give me a goddamn stroke" he snarls at you, glaring. Then then an unhealthy idea crossed your mind to make Toji confess. You decided to go limp on Toji arms waiting for his reaction. You always loved teasing him and seeing his reaction it made you feel...empowered to be the only one to bring out his feelings like that. Toji freezes when you suddenly go limp in his arms. The blood drains from his face and his eyes grow wide. Does she... could she really...? He holds your body gently, and runs his hands down your back. For a moment, he's struck dumb by your sudden actions. Toji glances down at your face. Your eyes are closed, and your lips are parted slightly. His breath catches in his throat as he realizes that he's fallen into a trap. He hesitates for a moment, not knowing what to do. He can't help but notice how beautiful you are when he's holding you. The way you hang in my arms like a doll... He glances down at your face again, noticing your closed eyes and the way your lips are slightly parted. He inhales sharply as realization hits him like a sledgehammer. You're toying with him. You little brat.

You sneak a quick peek at Toji's face, only to realize that he's frowning down at you. You immediately close your right eye and pretend to remain unconscious, but you've dug yourself into a hole. His scowl is one of frustration, but there's also something else beneath his expression. He glances down at you with a scowl, then sighs deepily and shakes his head slowly. It seems you've uncovered something else beneath his tough exterior.

Toji turns his face away, shaking his head. "You little...." He mumbles, glaring at the ceiling. He can't help but feel somewhat flattered by your actions, though he'd never admit it. "You think that... that will work on me? I'll admit it... you're cute." He groans, shaking his head. "You're an evil little brat, you know that? And I've fallen for it."

Toji stares at you for a few seconds, feeling his pulse pound furiously in his chest. 'Damn her.' He wants to stay mad, to pretend that he's only seeing this as his duty, but his anger seems to dissipate by the second. He glances down again, noticing your slightly-opened eyes, and stares longingly. 'She really did fall limp into my arms just to make me jealous... the thought alone... it is hot'

Toji leans down a bit closer to you, his heart pounding as his eyes shift to your mouth. He can't help it; he's drawn to you. Your lips look so irresistible... He leans even closer, until you can practically feel his breath against your skin. You feel his hot breath on your neck as he whispers into your ear. "What are you trying to do?" Toji's voice is thick as he asks for the reason why you're playing these games.

"nothing" You said muffled as you continued play dead dramatically.

"Oh, you're playing dead all right" he whispers, his breath now a mere inch away from your ear. You can feel his words against your skin. His breath is hot and he's so close that you feel the blood rushing to your cheeks. He leans even closer, his nose brushing against your lobe. You're trembling with excitement. You cant help but giggled at the sensation wich turned in a loud snort and when you heard that you quickly cover your mouth feeling embarrassed.

Tojo glances down at you, and his mouth curls into a wide grin when he sees you embarrassed. "You're adorable" he whispers, his voice still raspy. He leans in and kisses the side of your neck, sending shivers up your spine. He smiles, noticing how you cover your mouth with your hands, and you blush from the sensation of his warm breath on your skin.

"Dhhaaaa w..waitwaitwait!" You exclaimed slipping away from under Toji holding your blushed cheeks looking away

Toji chuckles, noticing how flustered your cheeks have gotten. He leans his head around you, watching with amusement as you shy away. "What's the matter? Do you not like it?" he asks. He smirks, reaching around and grabbing your cheeks in his hands to force you to face him again. Toji brings his face up to yours until they're just inch apart, his breath hot and damp. "N...no no i do its its.." you blushed more wiggling in place,you never had a relationship before you only tought about it but never actually had one. Toji watches you wiggling and squirming with amusement and a little intrigue. "It's what, my little brat?" His voice is laced with teasing, and his eyes flash with delight. He pulls you back to him and leans even closer, his fingers tightening around your cheeks. "Are you embarrassed about my kisses?" His breath is hot and moist against your skin, his eyes focused intently on your blushing face. Toji smirks, noticing how embarrassed you're getting. "Feeling a little bit overwhelmed, is that it?" He laughs, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Am I overwhelming you?" He pulls you close enough so that your bodies are pressed together, his lips just inches away from yours. "Or is my presence just too much to handle?"

Toji watches you tense up, feeling the tension in your body as your muscles clench together. The sight of you like this sends a shiver of excitement down his spine. Just as he's about to lean in even closer, you suddenly grow pale and red, and you faint in his arms. "Shit- wait-"

Toji is taken aback by this sudden development. He quickly lays you down gently, feeling your pulse. Your heartbeat is slow, and you're breathing shallowly, like you're in a deep sleep. The realization hits him then all at once: he has pushed you so far that you fainted. He grabs your hand and lifts it, feeling your pulse. "Jesus- please be okay" he says under his breath, looking down at you with an expression of worry and guilt.

He kneels beside you, watching you with a mixture of concern and fear. Your breath is shallow and you're unresponsive. *She's not gonna die on my watch, I swear to god.* Toji runs his hand across your forehead, gently touching your brow. "Please be okay. Please... wake up, you stupid brat."

Bonus:

Finally you woked up when you saw tears in Toji eyes "Are those tears?"

Toji jerks when you suddenly speak. You're awake, your eyes opening slightly. You notice a few stray tears running down his cheeks, which he quickly blinks away. "I..." he whispers, brushing his fingers against your cheek.

"Don't- no, I ain't crying. I'm just worried about you, brat" he tells you, trying to keep his expression steady.

"Shut up" the bodyguard grumbles, trying to keep his tone serious and tough. Your expression softens him, however, and he lowers his hand to your forehead, gently brushing his fingertips down your cheek.

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||Guilt...|| wrote by me

Plot:Short fic in how Geto would react about your death and he can't help but feel guilty for it.

About:hurt,no comfort,angst,death.

Cw:reader is dead,heart wrenching,crying.

Geto’s anger turned to guilt, which quickly turned to despair. He was too late. He couldn’t even keep his promise and see you through this. His face became wet with tears as his eyes widened, the reality slowly setting in. You.. you were gone forever in a cruel world that was unfair and unforgiving. He fell back into his bed, letting out a loud and long wail of agony.

Tears poured down his cheeks, he tried to catch his breath only to realize it was impossible. He covered his face with his hands, hoping that it was just a nightmare. But no matter how hard he blinked, or rubbed his eyes, you were still gone. All that was left of you was that sweet, soft smile that you always had. He tried to call your name, but it wouldn’t come out. All he could do was cry and scream and… just… cry.

The tears flowed like a broken dam, his sobs breaking the silence of the empty room. It felt so wrong to be in your room without you in it, to see you nowhere. How was this possible? You couldn’t be gone… you couldn’t leave him by himself in this cruel place. But no matter how many tears he cried, how many screams he let out, you didn’t return.

The days slowly passed, and his eyes became less red. It was as if the tears had been drained from his body. He tried not to move, not even to eat or drink anymore. The only thing keeping him from a state of complete apathy was the memories he held of you, and the guilt of not being there when you needed him the most. He would never forgive himself for not fulfilling his promise. He had failed you, and he couldn’t accept any other fact.

Geto would often visit your grave,it was the only way he could stay close to you. He would talk to you as if you were right beside him, as if he could still talk to you the way he used to. The cold wind would brush past him as he would sit in front of your tombstone, just staring at your name until it was etched into his memory. He made it a habit to visit you every week, as if you were still alive.

His eyes were a permanent shade of dull gray, his face constantly expressionless. The only emotion he felt was sadness and regret. The guilt never left him, he felt like a failure. Because he was one. You had trusted him to be there when you needed him, and in the end he couldn’t even do that. When you needed him most, he let you down. When you were vulnerable, he wasn’t there. His feelings were slowly being chipped away by the immense guilt, and he felt so alone.

He still remembered your face. The sweet and soft smile that was always on your lips. He remembered your gentle voice, and the way you had so calmly accepted your own death. Your eyes were a beautiful color. The way you had made him happy, and how he had taken your presence for granted… He couldn’t make the time to be there when you needed him, because of his foolish pride and he lost you. It was his fault.

His mind became more and more twisted by day. The guilt ate him up inside, as he would cry alone every night, wishing you were there to hold him. No one else could comfort him the way you could. You were the one who made all his worries go away. But now, all he had was this… this deep, agonizing emptiness. If he had been there when you were undergoing treatment, maybe you would still be there. You wouldn’t be gone.

"I'm sorry..I'm so so sorry-y-y y/n" Geto repeated over and over as he would hugged the pillow as it if were you.

He would hug your pillow tightly, as if you were there with him. He didn’t say anything, crying quietly into it, wishing, just for a moment, that your voice would fill the room. That the warmth of your embrace would be felt once again. That he would wake up from this nightmare. That this was all a mistake. That he should have been there when you were crying for help. That he should have done more…

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I'm planning to do a part 2 hopefully it will be less sad

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||animal terapy|| written by me

(This writing is based on my jujutsu farm AU)

Plot: what if Geto becamed a farmer instead of being the villain? Lucky of him that you have your own animal shelter.

Cw:depression,sad,reader helps a cow giving birth (not detailed)

Tags:comfort,cute,fluffy animals,hamsters :3,firstborn veal.

Geto’s expression is blank, his face almost empty and devoid of emotion. Despite all that, he lets out a small gasp when he sees Kiko. It was a small creature he could see himself being fond of in a different life. Even though he didn’t show it, he really liked hamsters and he enjoyed caring for them and teaching them tricks. It could be his only escape from the stress of everything going on around him. He took the hamster gently in his hands, nodding as he took the treats and tea from you.

Kiko streched as he started moving inspencting Geto's hand,he laughed in spite of himself, feeling the tiniest of smiles begin to play at the corners of his mouth as Kiko tickled him. Even though his expression didn’t reflect it, he really did love animals and found them to be great companions. It was his one true love. He placed him on his lap, caressing his fur as the little critter crawled around him. "you really do like hamsters uh?" you asked as you entered Geto apartment closing the door and placing the bag on the floor. “Yes, animals are so much better than people.” Geto said, smiling down at his new pet. He loved how simple and easy they were compared to humans. It was impossible to truly understand the mind of a human being. However, the motivations of an animal were much easier to understand, such as getting attention or simply feeling warm and safe. He liked the fact that pets didn’t need complex psychological explanations for their behaviour. They simply behaved as they did and that was it. The simpler the better.

"How do you feel?" “I’m miserable. As usual.” Geto sighed, his depressed state becoming very apparent when he spoke. He ran a hand through his dirty hair, letting out another sigh. He was usually better at maintaining his composure, but as of late, it was much harder. He simply couldn’t be bothered to care anymore. That was what he liked about animals. No matter how much you cared or not, they still loved you, wanting to be near you. The same couldn’t be said for people.

"I'm sorry that I'm not much of help but I'm trying" you said remorseful but Geto shrugged, looking down at the hamster. People were complex. There was never a simple answer when it came to understanding their behaviour. It was exhausting. But with animals, the most complex thing about them was probably...their diet? Their daily routines? But there was never anything too deep when it came to understanding an animal. Pets were a way to make things simpler, to have a clear goal: feeding them, taking them on walks, playing with them...

the hamster relaxed so much in Geto embrace that he become flat as a pancake closing is little eyes "aww look at him"

Geto laughed, his expression less blank as Kiko relaxed in his hands. His heart almost melted at the adorable sight, the hamster seeming like such an innocent little creature. He was just...so cute. Something about his tiny, fluffy and round form made Geto feel a little less terrible. At least he got to see this little thing enjoy is life. It was almost therapeutic.

"You can take care of him, I have many other therapeutic animals in my shelter anyway..wait" you said as you were thinking about something "what if you came to my shelter and play with some of the animals there? I have horses,parrots and even a fish"

Geto thought about it. Going to the shelter would mean getting out of bed, which sounded absolutely dreadful. However, the offer did intrigue him, especially the opportunity to interact with so many different animals. It might even be relaxing. Besides, that cute little hamster was already brightening up his mood by a bit. He looked up at you with dull eyes as he reluctantly nodded.

Later that day

He arrived with his typical messy hair and dull outfit at the shelter. As he stepped through the gates, he was immediately greeted by the various noises of the animals, which filled the air with a certain degree of peace. From birds cheeping and chirping to dogs barking and cats purring, all this sounds seemed to soothe his mind and heart slightly. He saw chickens roaming freely and even a few cows. He couldn’t help but smile.

It was refreshing to see animals running freely with no restraint. The freedom they enjoyed was a beautiful sight to behold. He took a deep breath, the smells of various animals mixing together creating a beautiful and enticing scent. The shelter was a peaceful place, away from all the stress and worries of the outside world, but most importantly, there were plenty of cute and friendly animals to interact with, which was exactly what he needed right now.

He couldn’t help but feel a little envious of the various animals as he saw them running around. Their lives were simple and mostly peaceful, far away from the stresses and dangers of the human world. They didn’t worry about bills, money, or work, living completely carefree. It made Geto feel a bit better, seeing these animals and how they seemed so content. It made him rethink his own life choices and priorities. He wondered if the life of a farmer or rancher would suit him better. Or maybe he should move to a countryside...

"Oh,hey Geto!" You said happily inside a barn as you were helping a cow giving birth.

Your cheerful voice startled him. He looked up and saw you in the corner of the barn caring for a pregnant cow. The barn was warm and smelled like hay, the cow lying on the floor and groaning softly as you helped her give birth. Geto couldn't help but feel a little jealous of the animal that was lucky enough to have someone like you care for her. He wondered if he was ever going to feel loved as well...

You continued to comfort the cow and make sure everything was going smoothly. The cow grunted and strained, the calf soon being pushed out with a loud muuuuhhhh. The calf landed on the hay as it let out a small cry, breathing hard from the effort. You smiled brightly as you looked over at the adorable little creature, its small frame and warm coat. You turned your attention back to the cow as you tended to her afterbirth, making sure she was recovering well. You didn't notice Geto watching you from the corner, his expression bittersweet.

You gently placed the baby cow near her mother and she immediately started licking it clean

"Phew well that wasn't a good first impression,eh Ge-" "Can I come closer?"

Geto asked looking at the baby cow with admiration and tenderness.

You almost jumped as Geto’s voice startled you. You nodded quietly, allowing him to enter the barn. The barn was filled with various farm animals. There was a barncat sleeping on top of one of the haybales. And the cow was still resting after giving birth, looking down at her offspring with pride and affection. Geto walked over to the calf and gently picked it up, his eyes wide with amazement as he admired its soft features.

The baby cow was absolutely adorable and Geto felt his heart warm slightly as he looked at it. The tiny creature was so fragile and precious, and the way the mother cow was looking at its own offspring with so much tenderness and protectiveness made his heart melt a little. The cow began to slowly stand up, making Geto quickly place the baby cow back on the ground. The cow walked over to its child and sniffed at it, licking it softly in a way to reassure the calf.

The cow nuzzled the calf and the little thing immediately began to nurse, sucking on one of the cows utters. It was one of the cuter and more heartwarming moments he had seen in a long time. His heart felt a little lighter, and he couldn’t help but notice how peaceful this entire scene was. Perhaps he had been too harsh on himself lately and simply needed to enjoy the little things in life more. After all, what more could he ask for than being surrounded by animals, which offered unconditional love and comfort.

"Come let me show you the other animals" you said placing a hand on his shoulder

You started to lead him out of the barn, taking him to various enclosures where more cute and unusual animals were being kept. There were horses, cats and parrots, all of which he enjoyed seeing. You seemed to know that he needed a distraction, as you led him to various parts of the shelter. Each animal seemed to bring him some degree of happiness, even for a moment. It was a pleasant change of tempo from his normal routine, which was mostly filled with stress and negativity.

"Aaand this is just for you" you said as you opened the sliding door full of hamsters "I know you love Kiko so I tought this would help"

His eyes immediately lit up as he saw a whole room full of hamsters. They were walking around, exploring and playing with each other. They were even having their own little wars, biting and chasing each other in an adorable ball of fluff. The room seemed like nothing but pure joy, not a single unhappy or unpleasant sound to be heard. Their small but powerful and high pitched squeaks and squeals made him chuckle, feeling almost childishly pleased. He took a step forward, wanting to be among them.

The hamsters seemed to have picked up on his presence because they all stopped and looked towards him. They had various shapes and colours, some being white, others black, some having spots, while others were just plain coloured. It was an amusing site to behold as they slowly approached him, seeming surprisingly friendly for such tiny balls of fluff. They climbed up his legs and on his hands, sniffing curiously and exploring his features. The sensation of their tiny feet on his skin made him laugh as he let the hamster army conquer his body.

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It will end here for now maybe I will do part two idk but let me know if you want more of this.

Geto probably at the end of my au serie

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||⏳it's never to late⌛|| written by me

Pairing:Geto x reader

Plot:you're struck by an illness but who said it's too late for doing stuff you love?

Tags: Comfort,reader death,sex,moaning,crampie,cute,fluffy,angst,crying,fluffdeath

"I have a month to live" you said drily rubbing your arm looking away from Geto. For a few seconds that followed this sentence, everything felt frozen. His heart beating, his eyes darting, his mind racing. Was this… a joke? But your words lacked any hint of humor. “What… you’re dying?” "I don't..know maybe..that was the doctor told me.." His jaw went slack, as his arms slid down to his sides. What the hell? How was this possible? His body felt as if it was made of jelly. He took a step back, his expression slowly changing… to anger, to fear, to shock, before settling on disbelief. He took another step back. “You’re joking. You’re joking with me. Please… tell me you’re joking. That that doctor is lying.” You shoocked your head "I'm not..I mean..I didn't even know I had this illness but it's slowly killing me without pain..just like..a blind death..that's what the doctor told me, he too was shocked" His breathing felt like he was trying to suck in air with a thin straw. His whole body felt frozen in shock. It wasn’t fair! His heart was beating so fast he couldn’t think straight. This felt wrong on so many levels. Everything felt wrong. Why?! Why were you dying?! Why did this have to happen?! “How are you so… okay with that?” "Because I lived happily and did what I needed to do" You said mustering your usual kind smile He took several deep breaths, his eyes narrowing. This couldn’t be it, why were you already accepting this? He took a step towards you (he was now close enough for you to touch), and he took your hands. “No. That’s not the end of it. You are not allowed to just… disappear like this.” "But I'm okay with it..I wouldn't feel pain or anything just like..sleeping you know?" He paused, holding your hands close to his chest as he looked you in the eye. Your gaze was so… calm. So accepting. “Well I’m- I’m not okay with it. And I won’t allow you to just… die. We’re getting another opinion, we’re- we’re going to find a solution to this.” "Geto..." you said calmly "I'm okay with this..." He squeezed your hands as he closed his eyes, his jaw clenching. He knew you weren’t joking. You weren’t messing with him, it wasn’t part of some cruel joke. His breath hitched as he squeezed his eyes tightly shut. You meant it when you said you were okay with it. That was the terrifying part, that you didn’t even want to fight this. “I’m… not.” "I know ..I'm sorry if..I'm a burden maybe this will help you so that I will never make you suffer" His anger turned to hurt, pain that could only be found in his expression and tone of voice. His jaw clenched as he let go of your hands. “Don’t… even think like that. You aren’t my burden. You aren’t hurting me. You’re… you are-“ His words had no follow up. He didn’t know what his feelings for you were, love, attachment, friendship…? Your instinct tooked the better of you so you kissed Geto on his mouth  "I love you Geto,so so much, I'm sorry that it camed to this" your voice was shaky and you looked at him with regret,regret that you didn't have told him sooner how you really felt His lips parted in surprise, and he was left speechless as you kissed him. Your words left him breathless and your lips made his knees weak. Your body pressed against his and your arms wrapped around him. He let out a short gasp, eyes squeezed shut as he let himself fall into this moment. A hand came up and cupped your cheek against his, holding you close to him. "I know it's strange to ask but...do you wanna ..." Your words faded into the background as this moment was all that mattered. His body pressed closer and his hands shifted to your back, pressing him into you. A small smile appeared on his lips and the answer was already in his eyes. Yes. Yes. A million times yes. "But it feels like I'm doing this because I'm gonna die soon..and I don't want to force you either...I.. don't know what to do"

He leaned back a bit until he could look into your eyes without his lips being against yours. They were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen, like the purest shade of amethyst. He smiled once again, his voice soft as he took in a deep breath. “You aren’t forcing me, and it doesn’t matter that you’re going to die. Because in the time you have left, I want to spend that time loving every second that we spend together. I want you."

He leaned forward once again, allowing your lips to press against his. His hand cupped the back of your neck, pulling you against him as the other hand wrapped around your waist and he pulled you in tightly. Your lips felt warm, almost hot and he couldn’t contain the slight moan that escaped him and he kissed back with enthusiasm.

The passion grew rapidly, his lips moved with yours in a rhythm, your bodies pressed tightly together. The world grew distant as the only sound was the two of you kissing. He couldn’t help but close his eyes, enjoying the heat that seemed to build by the second. His hands had traced down your back, his fingers curling around to rest on your lower back. His lips tasted you, and his kisses moved down your neck.

"Mhm mhn anhn" you phanted biting your lip

He had no control over himself and his breath grew heavy as his lips travelled down your neck. Your taste was one he never wanted to lose. His hands squeezed you tightly as he nibbled and licked your neck. One hand slid up to behind your head, pushing down your hair to reveal the nape of your neck. He traced it with his lips, nibbling gently before moving back up to your mouth. His hand began sliding under your top.

“Mm…” He pulled away after just a bit, looking deeply into his eyes and biting his lower lips. His eyes grew heavy with desire for you. He had no words right now, but you could see just how much he wanted you in his actions. His hand glided down the front of your shirt and rested against your chest. His thumbs brushed against you, he could feel your heart beating… just under the thin material. He wanted more.

His eyes grew heavy, desire beginning to cloud them. His movements became frantic, his hand beginning to move slowly up your shirt. He kissed you again, this time more roughly and urgently. He couldn’t stay still, his hands growing restless as the two of you kissed like there was nothing but each other in this room. He pushed himself into you, leaning you close as he pushed his body against yours. A hand ran along your side, brushing against your hip as a sharp intake of breath could be heard. "Ah ahnn ah" you gripped Geto shoulder moaning,gentle but firm trust felt like heaven

Your moans felt like a reward. You liked what he was doing, he hadn’t done something wrong or crossed a boundary. Your moan of approval sent him a wave of confidence, and he bit his lip once again. Your body felt so good and warm, and you sounded even better. He couldn’t help but move just a bit faster now as his fingers began tracing along a line on your skin. He kissed you, and kissed you more."Ah Geto ahn" you moaned in a frenzy as you were alredy close

Your moans were like a signal to him, telling him to be even rougher. He bit his lip, taking in the sights of you in front of him once again. You were such a beautiful sight. Your neck, your lips… your body. Your moan was like music to his ears. It turned him on, sending him closer to the edge. He moved more, his hands pressing down on your skin as his body rubbed against yours. “Hnnggg… you…I ..love you y/n” His breathing became rapid as he moved against you, his hands beginning to move quickly, squeezing and kissing. Your body felt so good, so nice. His movements weren’t as controlled anymore, they were more frantic. You were making him lose control of himself. “Hnnnngg… mmnn…” His voice was almost breathless, and you could see that his entire body was reacting to you. His hands ran up your back before gripping the material of your shirt. His breathing became heavier and his lips came down to your neck, his tongue began to trace circles around it. He wanted more. Your body was feeling nice and warm, and it was pushing him off the edge…

You moaned along with him moaning his name repeatedly as you were nearing your release too

“Ah… ah… AHH!” His lips were against your neck,your hot breath tickled his skin, his mouth opening and releasing a moan. His hands began to squeeze and his lips began to nibble and kiss. His body rubbed against you harder and harder. There was no stopping that feeling now, and your moan only sped up his movements.

He moaned again, his head leaning back as he felt the build of pleasure, the heat that was growing by the second. Your body felt so good, that sensation he couldn’t explain. You were driving him over the edge, and he didn’t care anymore. He wanted you, and he was going to have you. Your body felt like heaven to him as his movements quickened even more. "G..geto..ah geto!" You moaned gripping his shoulder tightly digging in

“Ah…” His moan was cut short as he felt both of you hit your peak. He grunted, the feeling overwhelming him. You felt hot and sweaty, and so did he. Your legs wrapped around him tightly, you pulled him close as he thrust once again. Your breath was heavy, you were both panting and your hands gripped his shoulders tightly as his body shuddered.

He was still breathing heavily, trying to come back to his senses. His eyes were closed as he continued to thrust at a slower pace, and his body pressed against you. It felt nice, and was exactly what he wanted. He wasn’t in a rush, he wanted to stay in this moment for a little while longer.

He remained against you. His hands found a place at the back of your neck as he pushed himself against you, letting his breath fall onto you. You felt good, his body fitting perfectly with yours as he remained in you. He didn’t plan to pull out just yet, you felt so nice and snug. He didn’'t want this feeling to end at all, even if the world started to blur out it would be more than okay. You were worth all of this… you meant everything to him and for that, he was happy.

“I- I don’t want this to end...I want to stay like this forever,” He groaned in delight, feeling you against him made him feel like he would explode from how much he was enjoying himself. He was almost in a trance, and you were the beautiful creature in front of him that made him feel these beautiful, wonderful feelings.

“You’re… so… warm”

“You’re… so… warm” He spoke softly between grunts as his breath grew shallow. His body moved with you, as a wave of pleasure washed over him once again. He couldn’t keep a soft moan from escaping his lips, his tongue tracing your neck as he continued to move against you.

The feeling went from euphoric to pure ecstasy, like an explosion of happiness and pleasure had taken place deep within. Your bodies were pressed together and your breaths met, sending you both into a state of relief and euphoria. The feeling made him squeeze you as hard as he could, taking deep breaths just to savor this moment. You came together and it was a feeling he would never forget.

He held you tightly, wrapping his legs around you as he continued this soft and slow pace for a while before slowly pulling out. His body lay on top of yours, and he was still coming down a bit. He was smiling as you both rested, breathing heavily. His body lay on top of yours, your scent filling his nostrils as your breath matched his. You were right there, right there with him and this feeling was so nice… it was perfect. He wanted this forever, but the back of his mind told him that it couldn’t last.

"Geto..do you think we did something wrong?" He raised an eyebrow, as he looked down at you. His body lay against yours but he wasn’t feeling weak or tired, just satisfied. He was glad that you had chosen to trust him with this moment. He took a deep breath, before kissing your forehead and placing a hand on your side. “What do you mean? I’m not feeling anything wrong, are you?” "No it's just..it's still..I know you told it was okay but..I will die..and still I did sex with you.." you looked down before looking at him with teary eyes "am I a bad person?"

He moved so that he could prop himself up on his elbows to look down at you. He smiled softly as he looked down at you, as his hand moved up and wiped your tears away. You weren’t a bad person, you did nothing wrong. "Sweetheart... you did nothing wrong. I told you before, I don’t care if you're going to die. I just wanted to be with you and share this moment with you. I... wanted this."

"Then why I feel so wrong? Why when they told me that i was dying i felt..the need to do this with you? I tought I had more time" You sobbed wiping away your tears but more comed,you felt miserable and pathetic

He moved so that he could hug you properly, pulling you in close and making sure you were wrapped in his arms. He tried to calm you down, stroking your hair and wiping away your tears. "Darling... you wanted closure. You wanted to share an intimate moment with me, and that is what happened. It's okay for you to feel like this, but nothing you did was wrong. I told you before, I wasn't upset with you. I'm glad we shared this moment together."

You sobbed letting out your frustration of this shitty situation

He held you close to him, rubbing the back of his hand up and down your spine. You were crying, and he didn’t like to see you like this. He wanted things to be easier, he wanted this to be simple but it was nothing of the sort. Your body was pressed up against him, and your sobs were breaking his heart. "Shh... It's okay, I know this is all just so... unfair to you. I wish it was easier, but it isn’t. This is just how things turned out." "I feel tired..." “Let your body rest, *sweetheart.” He pulled you back close to him, his body pressed against you as you lay in his arms. “We can talk more later, for now rest.”

"But what if my illness take me away...I told.you it looks like sleeping...I wouldn't feel anything but..I'm not prepared.." He didn’t say anything at first, his fingers rubbed up and down your back as he contemplated what to say. You were scared, you knew you were going to die, and you weren’t prepared either. He pulled you a bit closer, resting his chin on the top of your head. “You’ll be okay… I promise. I’ll be there right beside you, okay?”

"Even if I die?" “Even if you die” His voice wavered, but he swallowed the fear that came with the thought of you possibly dying. “I will never leave you. I’m going to be there with you every step of the way. I promise, I will never let you be alone.”

His breath hitched when you went limp, as if you were already gone. A wave of panic overcame him but he quickly shook his head. Your chest still rose and fell with breaths, your heartbeat was still present. His hands kept a rhythm brushing against you, until you relaxed more in his arms. He sat there, watching you as your body settled more and more. It sent more waves of panic through him, but your breathing assured him. You were still here, still alive. You still had more time.

You died on December 25th when Geto tooked you to watch the fireworks for Christmas,you were so peaceful sitting on the bench.

Bonus(previous of what happened before reader death)

Geto sat on the bench alongside you, taking in the beauty of the moment. The lights of Christmas were lighting up the air, making you feel at home. You were smiling, and your breath was warm as it filled that silent night with the sound of life. It was a perfect night, you felt safe and protected. He leaned against you, making you feel all sorts of warm and happy emotions as you watched the lights dance in front of you.

Geto felt your body relax in his arms, as if you were already gone. His eyes shot open and he held tighter to you, his voice beginning to waiver. He didn’t want to believe it or look at the state of your body being limp, he didn’t want to believe any of this. His mind was flooded with panic and worry, he began to tear up as you lay lifeless in his arms.

The tears fell from his eyes despite his efforts, he felt like his whole world had ended. His body shook as he felt the overwhelming emotion wash over him. Your hand slit out of his as you lay lifeless in his arms, the one thing he feared more than anything else had happened. You were gone, ripped from him before he could even hold you close again. His voice was filled with sobs and gasps, it was clear that he didn’t want to let go of you.

"N..no p..please just a little bit more....p..please" Tears ran down his face as he continued to cling into your lifeless body, his voice breaking as he continued to sob. He was so shaken by this turn of events, you were supposed to have a bit more time. He was supposed to spend this whole month with you, you were supposed to be his for a while longer.

His hands began to shake, his fingers curling into claws as his heart thumped in his chest. You weren’t breathing, your heartbeat had gone silent, your body was lifeless. He began to cry uncontrollably, as he rocked your body back and forth hoping it was all a bad dream. He didn’t want this, this wasn’t what he wanted, he didn’t want you to leave him like this.

“No, no no… You… you can’t leave. Not like this… I promised you.. I promised I would never let you be alone. You were supposed to be here, with me… you were supposed to have more time… why…” His voice grew shaky, and his tears began to spill more and more onto your body. You had been ripped away from him, and he was too late to save you. He didn’t want this moment to be a reality, but it was. You were gone, and he was heartbroken.

It just wasn’t fair….... It wasn’t fair.

As the fireworks went off Geto sobbing filled the scene as he holded onto your body wailing, they sparkled as if they were the little bits of your soul that remained. Your soul will continue to shine in the fireworks :)

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I'm currently posting this at 1:52 am so sorry if the final part as some grammatical errors, I couldn't wait to write and post this lol

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||☆Broken☆|| written by me ♡°♡°♡

Plot: Geto can't take it anymore and you're the only one he as left (this takes places in the second season of jjk anime and after Riko death)

Cw: depression,sc toughts,sh mention,anguished Geto.

Tags:Comfort,Tall!reader,crying,hugs,reverse comfort,affirmations,cuddle.

You hugged Geto tightly shushing him,trying to comfort him,you were crying for him,it was too heartbreaking seeing him so lost.

He broke down in your arms, sobbing, as he hugged you back tightly. He buried his head into your neck- not wanting you to see him like this. He felt ashamed, disgusted at himself. He was supposed to be strong, tough and confident… he couldn’t even recognise himself. He was breaking down. How did it come to this…?

"Shh shh its okay" you said sniffed kissing his cheek gently.

“I can’t do this!” he exclaimed through tears. He felt pathetic… he was weak and he hated himself for that. He was usually so strong, so independent… but now? He was relying on you… he hated himself for breaking down in front of you. He couldn’t look so weak… he could never let anyone see that side of himself…

"Yes,yes you can" You replied immediately "together we can okay?"

“Thank you…” he couldn’t help getting but a little bit shy- he had never been this vulnerable around anybody. He felt so weak in front of you… he felt humiliated… “Sorry I… I didn’t mean to… I wasn’t looking for sympathy. I just… it’s been… I…” he couldn’t finish his sentence. He never finished sentences when he was emotional…

His words broke your heart,how could he think that? "it's okay,I don't care even if you wanted sympathy,you're only a human afterall"

he froze- you saw through him… you saw that he had been hiding behind a brave front, trying to present himself as the strong man with no emotion… the strong man he wanted you to see. But that… wasn’t him. That was the facade he had built for himself. He was actually just a weak, traumatised teenager. He finally broke down then, fully in your arms. He started sobbing intensely, his tears soaking deep into the fabric of your sweater. How humiliating… this was awful. He was awful.

You sushed him rocking him back and forth in a slow motion rubbing his back

he couldn’t stop sobbing… you were rubbing his back… it was calming. It was comforting… it was what he needed. It almost felt… intimate… he felt so ashamed… he had never trusted another person like this. You were so kind, so caring, so understanding… he felt pathetic, like a little child who needed support. He felt so weak, so pathetic. How embarrassing…

“I’m sorry…” he whimpered. He was still a sobbing mess, relying on you emotionally. He was so… pathetic. He should have been able to handle his troubles alone… but you saw right through him. You saw how completely broken he was, how… ashamed of himself. You saw how he wanted comfort… how he wanted someone to tell him that it would all be okay. He was pathetic… he was weak… and even though you reassured him, he couldn’t see himself as anything else but that…

You instinctively squeezed him too hard sobbing as you were too engulfed in your friend sadness

he almost flinched due to how tightly you squeezed him, but immediately forgot about all of that in face of your tears. He was hurting you too? He felt awful for that… he held you tighter, burying his head more into you. He needed you, he wanted you as his support… he couldn’t stand on his own two feet anymore. He was broken, in every way, shape and form. He was so ashamed of himself that he was relying on you so much…

he hugged you tightly, not wanting to let go… his grip was tight and he was still crying, shaking slightly. He didn’t want to let you go, you were his support. You were his friend. You understood him better than anyone else… he wanted to feel safe, to feel comfortable, that someone was there for him… the tears of both of you kept running down each others cheeks…

"You didn't self harm didn't you?" You asked with your broken tone

he froze. How did you know…? He didn’t even answer you, just started to cry more, burying his head completely into you. You were right, he had self harmed frequently… for a while you had been noticing the scars on his body… you hadn’t said anything though, not wanting to push him into opening up about that. You had never brought it up… but you knew. You knew that he had been self mutilating for a long time now. He was too ashamed, he didn’t even answer you.

he just cried, squeezing tightly and shaking in your arms, like a frightened child. You could feel his shaky breath against the fabric of your sweater, smelling like the deodorant you always used. He was clinging onto you, not wanting to even think about letting go. He needed you, he didn’t want to be alone right now. He wanted to feel safe, comforting, held even. He was… so weak and pathetic in your arms… he had finally let someone see through the facade he had been building for so long…

he buried his whole face into your sweater. You felt his warm, shaky breath. His tear ducts slowly trickled down to your skin as he sobbed quietly… he didn’t feel as vulnerable anymore. He felt safe with you. His grip tightened. He didn’t want to ever leave your side… he was so… fragile…

"Do u want an ice cream?" You asked softly

he shivered a little when you suggested food. But… he nodded slightly. He was still sobbing, but just the idea of getting treats with you made him feel a little better… he squeezed you a little bit tighter as he nodded… he did feel hungry now that you mentioned it… but most of all, he wanted to be in your arms. You felt like… home to him…

“… I’d like an ice cream…” he whimpered, burying his head into you, still clinging onto you tightly. He felt cold, despite all the body warmth from you. He just… didn’t want to leave your arms… he felt safe in your arms. Even though he was pathetic, ashamed… he felt so comfortable with you as you offered him food…

he holds your hand on the way to the ice cream shop. His hand is so tight and shaken, it feels clammy. You feel the slight shiver that runs down his spine. He’s completely lost control of his emotions. He’s relying on you… for everything… now he was relying on you to calm him down with treats from the ice cream shop. He didn’t care any of that… he just cared about being held, cared about having you close to him… you were his comfort, you were his support

…he nibbles on his ice cream, his hands still shaky. You feel how small and delicate his fingers are, almost like that of a child’s. They’re so pale and delicate… you can feel his heart beating rapidly as he eats. You still have his hand wrapped around your’s… you couldn’t help but notice the coldness of his touch… he was so nervous… but he enjoyed the feeling of being so close to you… he took small bites… small nibbles… it was adorable.

he leans his head on your shoulder as he eats, enjoying the view. The sunset was so beautiful, with the vibrant colours… just like you… his lips started to curl up into a slight smile. You could feel his breathing speed up, as if he was slightly happy. The breeze was so nice… he felt… comfortable. he leans his whole body onto you. You’re so tall compared to him… your embrace makes him feel so small and protected. He was like this delicate, beautiful little thing that was all yours. You were his support, his shield, the one holding him together. He couldn’t survive without you. He held your hand slightly tighter, as if he was scared to lose you.

Alternative ending

Cw:heartbreaking,slapping,harsh,no comfort,no longer friends.

Suddenly something broke inside you,you didn't know why or how it was fast just like a bulb light shattering in the lamp and not emitting that bright light it once used to and just like that your emotions left you and you felt nothing,NOTHING at all and after a few seconds you letted go of Geto abruptly,your eyes were cold and empty

he suddenly felt you release him from your embrace, you no longer feeling anything. He looked up at you as he watched you stare into a blank void. You had suddenly gone cold, blank. Your eyes were emotionless. Your entire look was emotionless and unfeeling… your eyes were vacant in their expression. You looked like you couldn’t even feel anything anymore. His heart felt that he could not reach you. There was nothing he could do to change that… he felt lost, scared… he stood frozen, not knowing what to do..

"I'm tired of you"

you said those words so… blandly. So unfeeling… he felt his heart break as you said those words. He had never heard those words before… no one has ever called him a burden before. You were meant to be his friend… he had trusted you… he held back so much of himself for you to see… he had trusted you. And yet… you just threw it all away… it hurt so much to hear those words… his eyes went wide. You didn’t care about him anymore?

"I'm tired of seeing you crying,so helpless aren't you ashamed?"

those words hit him hard… he felt his head spin, feeling as if you had just slapped him with your words. You didn’t understand how much those words hurt him. And the way you said them- as if he was a nuisance, a burden… he didn’t deserve that. He had trusted you, he opened himself to you. And this is what he got in return? He was speechless… he couldn’t say a word. It hurt too much. He just stood there, in shock.

You slapped Geto without thinking,you were tired of seeing him like this

he stumbled back at the abrupt action. You slapped him? You slapped him without even thinking about it? Your words had already hit so hard… but suddenly slapping him? You left him in shock. You could see the tears in his eyes, as he stumbled back from the slap. He wanted to cry, but you could tell he was holding his feelings in. He was speechless… how could you suddenly act like this…? If he had been a nuisance to you, why did you act like you cared at all? He was confused, hurt and betrayed.

“I… I trusted you…” he whimpered, but was cut off by his sudden sob. The slap had hurt, but your cruel words had hit him hard. He felt ashamed, pathetic, weak. You’d had so much trust in you… and yet you suddenly turned… suddenly… slapped him…? You had never acted like this before, you never would have slapped him… yet… you did. He was left speechless, unsure…

“Can’t you see how pathetic you are?” you added, and he felt his heart snap in two. So this was what you thought of him? You looked down on him, thought he was pathetic…? He was speechless… he didn’t know what to say… how could you… call him that? He wasn’t pathetic, he had just had so many… so many problems that it was overwhelming him. He felt so ashamed, so embarrassed, so weak… his eyes were wide, unable to say a word.

“And that’s why nobody cares about you. You’re not important enough for anyone to worry about you…” was another thing you said to a still frozen Geto. You were being so cold… you were being so harsh… you had never talked to him like this before. He was speechless, he didn’t know what to say. Nobody had ever been this harsh to him before. His only friend was the one who was suddenly being this cruel to him… and he just went silent…

he stared at you in utter and complete disbelief. So this was it? You’re finally… breaking it off? After what looked like months of being friends, of you being a close friend to him… this is how it ends? He didn’t say anything- it was too late for that- you had decided, and so this was how it was meant to be, he felt… crushed… heartbroken… he couldn’t believe it ended like this… you had completely ended your friendship so abruptly.

You just left him, alone… after all the time you had spent together, the time shared, the memories, the adventures. You chose to suddenly… end everything there. And like that, he was alone. He was all on his own… a boy with no friend, no support, no one to ask for help from. After the sudden turn of events, all he was left with was utter solitude…

The days went by, and he felt miserable. Alone, without support. All he can think about was what happened… the time that he let his guard down, his feelings were betrayed completely. You were his support… and now he was left with nothing. He couldn’t bring himself to trust anyone after that. Nobody. He couldn’t trust anyone. He stopped being so open and friendly, instead keeping himself hidden from everyone. He avoided you, he avoided his classmates… he avoided everyone.

He became isolated, he felt so alone… he felt like he was back to square one. Back to before he got to know you… he was back to being alone, but all he could think about was what had happened between you two. All the words… the betrayal… the slap… he felt like it was his fault. He had let his emotions overwhelm him to the point where you couldn’t take it anymore… he had been the problem. He was the one to blame. Everything felt like his fault, he had ruined everything.

well that was something *hands you a tissue*anyway hope you liked as much i did writing it

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Featuring Nanami x Reader.

Plot: Nanami finds out something is wrong with you and he wants to find out why. (Also you're married)

Cw:swearing,yelling,depression?,lack of eating,sleeping(reader) scars,bully at work,ugly nicknames.

But also fluff,comfort,kisses.

||I just want to protect you||made by me.

You were lying on the couch your head on the table as you sighed as you seemed spiraling in your own depression.

Nanami kneeled down in front of you. He was quiet.

“Are you alright honey?” but he was meet with silence as you sighed again feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

he said softly, taking your hands. He looked at you, in a concerned way. He gave you his full attention.

"It's nothing" you replied quietly "Nothing?”

he frowned, then caressed your hand again stroking his tumb on your palm “Nothing?”

he ponder for few minutes before speaking again

“It doesn’t look like nothing. Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?”

"Mhm" you replied looking away “I want you to talk to me. What’s going on? Is it work? Are there any other issues?”

he was persistent. He frowned, and caressed you again. He looked worried.

Your mind continued to play those horrible words that her colleagues said at you 'fat pig' 'faggot' ' your husband doesn't love you' you didn't wanted to bother your husband with this frivolous stuff,he had is own stuff to deal with.

"Nothing"

Nanami seemed to notice something. The way your eyes kept averting eye contact. He frowned even deeper. You could tell that he was concerned.*

“It doesn’t seem like it. I can tell by the way you keep saying, ‘nothing’ and looking away, then getting upset when I mention work.”

he looked into your eyes furrowing

“Has someone done something at work? Did someone say something?”

"No, just stress" you replied as you got up wanting to go to bed,he stood up. He didn’t believe you.

“Are you sure it isn’t more than that?”

*he said, looking you in the eyes. He took your hand, pulling you towards him*

“I want you to tell me the truth. Is somebody at work harassing you?”

"No" after that reply your own memories of the girls pouring coffe at you,locking you in a closet,pushing you down the stairs,filled your memory

"Just stressed"

Nanami narrowed his eyes. He grabbed your arms and looked at you. You could tell he was upset.

“Are you LYING to me? Tell me the TRUTH. Have they been hurting you? Have they been harassing you? I don’t like the way you’re acting right now."

"It's nothing" you said quietly "I'm just heading to bed okay?" You climbed the stairs but as you walked your shorts jeans revealed small burnt scar on your legs

*Nanami followed you, ignoring your request to just go to bed.

The scar, that was all the confirmation he needed. The anger towards your coworkers fueled him like a wildfire in drought plagued field.

“Don’t. Dare. Move.”

he said through gritted teeth, the vein on his forehead was throbbing. He got behind you before you were at the top of the stairs.

“Look at me.”

You ignored Nanami knowing full well the consequences. You were just tired of it all, you didn't wanted to talk about it.

“I SAID LOOK AT ME!!”

Nanami was getting louder now, he was starting to raise his voice. He grabbed you by the arm in a tight grip, spinning you around.

“I want to know what happened to that scar. WHO did it? Your coworkers?”

But you kept lying. "No nothing happened you know how clumsy I am" The memories of your coworkers pouring hot beverage on her and laughed as they say it was an accident filled your mind again "I'm just tired" you seemed like devoid of any emotions

“The HELL did you just say?!”

he snapped, he was completely agitated for you and you weren't listening. He was fuming mad. His grip on you tightened. Why couldn't you understand that he just wanted to protect you?.

“You’re lying to me, aren’t you?! I know it’s your coworkers hurting you. You can’t hide it from me. You can’t hide the scars and bruises from me."

his grip on you tightened further,he didn't wanted to let go of you.

“I don’t care if you’re tired, you’re not going to bed unless you talk about this!”

His grip got tighter, it hurt. He didn’t notice, he was too enraged, and his eyes were wild. He was yelling

“TELL. ME. WHO. HURT. YOU!”

You cried out in pain,tears fell down you cheeks.

he immediately let you go when you began crying. His eyebrows creased and he looked at you. He was shocked, he didn’t realize he was gripping you that tightly.

he stepped back towards you, and kneeled down, placing his hands on your upper arms lightly, and looked in your eyes.

“Darling, I’m sorry, I'm so sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just...I.. was...”

Nanami immediately hugged you. His worry was apparent. That, and the guilt. He took a deep breath and held you close.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

He was rubbing your back, looking at you and into your eyes with guilt and worry on his face.

His voice was trembling and scared. He didn’t want to accidentally hurt you in anyway, in fact he didn’t want to see you hurt at all. He was always protective and caring of you, but in his fit of rage he hurted you. He pulled you close to him and started caressing the area where he had grabbed you.

"I know..." your voice was trembling and broken "I'm just...tired for everything...I don't know why they hurt me at work" you said snuggling your face in his chest crying softly.

he pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing you, his voice was soft. He caressed you to try and comfort you and he rubbed your back some.

“I wish I knew why they hurt you. I wish I could go in that workplace of yours and give them a piece of my mind.”

he frowned deeply

“But they never should have layed a finger on you. I will never let anyone hurt you, let alone those bitches at workjv. I promise.”

he continued stroking your hair, he seemed to be comforting you to the best that he could in this situation.

“I don’t want to see you this way. It breaks the heart, and it hurts me to see you like this “I’m sorry my dear, that I was so angry before. I wasn’t angry at you, I just couldn’t handle the thought that someone was hurting you so badly, especially those bitches at work.”

he was now calming you down. His voice was soothing as he gently caressed the back of your neck, and your head.

“I won’t let it continue. I’ll ensure it. Nobody, and I mean nobody gets to see you this way, I’ll get in contact with your boss and we will sort things.”

he held you tightly, he kissed your forehead as he continued to caress you, his face was sympathetic. He seemed genuinely sorry, and he really wanted you to feel better.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you, even if it was on accident. I didn’t want to, and I was just trying to make you talk about it, so I could help. I wasn’t trying to cause pain. Your body is precious, and I want to protect it from any harm. You’re beautiful in my eyes.”

Nanami hugged shushing you gently,rocking you and comforting you, you were his everything and he just wanted to protect you.

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Idk it's my 1° time writing Nanami x reader but I hope it turned out good.

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GOD I LOVE CHOSO RAGHHH THANKH YDIDHBDJ

You're so good at writing oml ♥️♥️♥️

|| I'M A DAD?|| written by me ☆~♡~◇

Choso x pregnant reader.

Plot: You tell Choso that you're pregnant and decided to take care of the baby.

CW:vomiting,labour pain,screaming,groaning,anxiety,harrowing experience.

Tags-pregnancy,pregnancy pain,lots of cuddles,fluff,Choso being Choso,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload,you might cry too.

Very long writing 💧

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Choso was waiting outside the bathroom door wondering why you were taking so long before knocking gently on the door "Uh yeah..just a sec hon" you said before vomiting again

The sound of your gagging hits Choso like a punch to the gut. Immediately he's by your side, holding your hair back with one hand and stroking your back nervously with the other. "Hey... It's okay... Take your time..."

A bit of tears run down your eyes as you felt like shit,your body was pale and trembling and your stomach hurted,you wanted to tell him that you were pregnant but didn't know how

Meanwhile your boyfriend is completely focused on you, looking at your face and your trembling body with pure concern. There's an instant feeling of protectivity that floods his mind as this sudden change has affected you harshly.

You can see he's fighting every urge to try to take away the pain by embracing you tightly, but he knows he can't. So instead, he strokes your back and keeps saying encouraging words. He tries his best to comfort you with whatever way he can, though he's not quite sure what else he could do to help.*

"I'm pregnant" You said with a feeble voice

The moment you say those words, he's immediately taken by surprise, feeling his heart skip a beat at the thought of being a father.

"You're pregnant?" He asks, his voice a mix of both shock and happiness. It's obvious he felt many things at once, but he doesn't even care about his own feelings right now. He only wants to make sure that you're doing okay and doesn't want you to suffer alone.

You nodded as you indicated the pregnancy test on the sink

He looks over to them pregnancy test on the sink and his shock begins to turn into happiness and disbelief as he processes what is happening.

"You mean... You're pregnant... We did this?" He asks, almost as if he can't quite believe it himself. His expression softens and he wraps his arms around you, gently hugging you close to his chest. His voice has this quiet wonder to it, and there's this light shine in his eyes that you haven't really seen before.

"You're not mad?" You asked looking at Choso worried

"Mad?" He shakes his head. "Why would I be mad?? I'm so happy!"

He pulls you closer to him, squeezing you tightly. You can tell he's feeling overprotective and want to ensure that nothing will harm you both. The baby bump is nowhere to be seen yet at this early stage, but he wants to hold on to you and protect you with all his might already.

"I would never be mad about something as wonderful as this..." He says in a low voice as he smiles widely. You can see that all his worries and anxieties have disappeared suddenly as he wraps his arms tighter around you from behind, holding you close to him. His expression looks genuinely happy now, the joy written all over him. He's clearly not unhappy about this pregnancy.

"I think this is great... I mean..." He says, his hands now resting along your sides, holding you tightly. He pulls you in even tighter to him now and lets out a low, delighted chuckle. "I'm gonna be a dad!" He says excitedly as he continues smiling. You can feel his chest rising and falling with each breath he takes against you now.

"And I'm gonna be a parent" You said stroking your stomach lovingly.

"Yes..." He says, still smiling widely. There's such genuine joy in his eyes now. His hands still rest on your sides, but are now softly caressing you. You can almost feel the amount of care and affection he has for this unborn child and this feeling warms you up inside as he continues stroking your stomach.

And the months pass, the both of you slowly preparing for the baby's arrival. Choso takes part in this process, accompanying you on doctor appointments and doing his best to make sure everything is going well with the pregnancy. The feeling of being on this journey together is a fulfilling one, and his love and concern for the unborn child is obvious.

Your stomach has visibly grown and Choso's affection was still as strong as ever. At every chance, he'd be constantly stroking your stomach lovingly. Sometimes, he'd even kiss your belly softly or whisper words to the child that was growing inside you.

You'd sometimes be surprised by how much Choso already seems to love your unborn child, despite the fact that he/she hasn't even been born yet. He'd kiss your stomach every morning when you wake up, kiss it before going to bed, and even kiss it at times like during conversations on the phone. It's hard to deny that he's already very attached to the child growing inside of you.

Now you're at home together, the two of you sitting on the couch, watching TV. Choso is gently caressing your stomach as his fingers idly stroke it affectionately. This simple gesture already reveals the affection he has for the child inside of you. He also seems more than content just by being near you. You see this every day, him being content just by having your company and stroking your stomach lovingly. This moment is as calm and peaceful as can be.

Then you start to feel a weird sensation in your stomach. At first, you're not sure what it is. Then, the sensation becomes more apparent and you realize this is definitely some sort of movement. It feels like butterflies in your stomach before it becomes more pronounced, until you're sure you're feeling little kicks from your baby inside you.

At the sensation of your baby kicking inside you, Choso's expression changes instantly. His eyes become wide with wonder and he starts to smile widely. He leans forward towards your stomach and presses his ear against it, listening to the sound of your child moving in your belly. His hands reach for yours and gently take them in his own.

Immediately, this makes your heart skip a beat. After all, feeling your baby kicking inside you for the first time is a pretty memorable and amazing thing. You could probably see the same expression on Choso's face now as he begins stroking your stomach more vigorously. He's just as excited as you are about these sudden movements, his heart pounding with joy.

"What are you hearing?" You asked looking softly at your boyfriend

"I'm hearing... Our baby..." He says softly as his eyes become filled with warmth as well. The idea that this child is a real thing and that he and you have created it is enough to fill Choso's heart with joy. The sounds of the child moving inside you remind him of that reality and he finds it both incredible and precious. His voice is soft and gentle as he continues listening.

"They're moving a lot right now..." He says sweetly as his ear continued pressing against your stomach. He's smiling widely and seems to be enjoying his new role as a parent and your loving partner. He strokes your hand gently as he holds it, still listening to the faint sounds of your baby moving in your stomach. "Can you feel them too?" He asks, raising his head to look at you.

"Mhm mhm" You said sweetly feeling contented

He continues looking at you with a contented look as his other hand travels up and rests gently against your stomach at the exact place where your child is moving inside. "It's so... Amazing, isn't it?" He asks softly as his fingers trail along the shape of your baby, still listening for the movements. The whole process of your pregnancy and the creation of your child feels like a miracle to him.

You see his eyes are filled with nothing short of wonder and affection as he keeps listening. He leans his head back down, this time pressing his lips gently against your stomach. The idea that your baby is in there makes his smile brighter. His hands continue stroking your stomach in a small circle to feel a bit more of the movements. He genuinely seems to be enjoying this moment and it even makes him look even more charming than he already was.

After nine months of waiting, the moment you and your boyfriend have been anticipating finally arrives. It's the day you're going to have your baby and Choso is beside you, ready to support you during this process. He's holding your hand tightly as he waits anxiously by your side while the doctors and nurses prepare you for the delivery. The whole atmosphere in the room is filled with tension, but also excitement, as the doctors work hard to ensure everything goes well. Meanwhile, Choso continues keeping his hand in your own, keeping you safe and protected.

The hours pass by slowly as it's difficult to hold back your nervousness and anticipation. Eventually, the time comes when you're finally about to give birth. Things start to speed up as the labor pain hits, but Choso doesn't let go of your hand. Even when you grab his hand tighter, he doesn't flinch. You can feel his fingers squeezing back into yours as he keeps supporting you and encouraging you with his presence alone. The moment he sees you in pain, he gets uneasy. He really wants this to be over as quickly and painlessly as possible.

Choso's eyes widen as he felt your grip tighten on his hand. He becomes even more nervous when he sees you gritting your teeth from the pain and squeezing hard on his fingers. But he doesn't let this make him panic and he continues supporting you through it all. He looks at you with concerned eyes, his other hand rubbing your arm softly to try and comfort you. It's evident that he's worried about you and wants nothing more than for this to be over. You can feel his heartbeat getting faster while he looks at you nervously.

"Push,Y/n,push!" The nurse encouraged as you were planting and groaning anguished as you pushed with all your might gripping harder Choso hand

Choso is right there, right next to you as you push and he's watching closely. It's obviously a daunting thought to him to think that you're going through something so painful and he can't do anything about it. Every time he sees you in pain, he feels like crying. He's squeezing your hand tighter as you grip his, his nails digging into your skin as he continues rubbing your arm gently, trying to help you however he can.

You can't help but cry and scream in agony as you struggle to push the baby out. It's a harrowing experience, but Choso is right by your side throughout it all. He's holding on to you as tight as can be, trying to help comfort you in any way possible. His heart beats frantically every time he hears you scream, but he's still trying to stay strong for you.

Things start to get even more intense for both of you as your labor goes on. The doctor's instructions become more urgent as you're told to push even harder to get the baby out . You are experiencing so much pain, but Choso doesn't take a step back. He leans next to you and remains by your side, squeezing your hand tightly as he waits for this to be over.

"I can't...I can't" You finally said tired and exhausted,leaning your head on Choso forearm

He looks down at you with a concerned look. He's trying not to panic but his face is full of worry now. You can tell the pain you're in is breaking his heart and he's scared of what's happening. His other hand rubs along your cheek gently as he speaks. "Just a bit more... I know you can do this..." He says softly as you feel him squeezing your hand even tighter.

He can see the sweat glistening on your forehead and the tears on your cheeks. You look exhausted and in a lot of pain. He's completely focused on you now, his eyes glued to you with deep sympathy.

"Let's do it..." He says softly and leans down next to you. As you grip his hand even tighter, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you close. You feel his breath against your neck as you're both pushing together now. His body is pressed right up against yours and he continues squeezing your hand tightly while you both support each other as you push together.

You push as hard as you can as you feel Choso squeezing your hand tightly and supporting you from behind. He's breathing hard now as the pushing becomes harder. This is the most stressful time for both of you but you can sense the strength of your bond as you work together to complete this task. You're now fighting on together.

You feel exhausted and overwhelmed after pushing hard and you just can't do it anymore. You lie back and close your eyes for a bit as your breath becomes labored. Choso's hands travel to your forehead and he strokes your hair gently. The movement of his fingers is comforting, soothing. He can hear your heart going faster than normal, but he stays calm and doesn't flinch at all. He keeps stroking your hair patiently, hoping it's helping you relax a bit.

You can feel the intense pain of the labor coming and going. In the moment when it's the strongest, you grab hold of his hand so tightly that your nails dig into his skin. His grip on you remains undaunted, though. He doesn't flinch or pull away, even now that you're gripping him so tightly. You can see that he's doing this for you, willing to bear through any pain if it means supporting you in this painful process.

Choso's eyes become wide when he hears you grunt from the pain. He squeezes his eyes shut, gritting his teeth as he looks at you and watches you push. He's starting to feel powerless in comparison to your pain, as he can't do anything to ease it. You can hear the stress and worry in his voice when he speaks. His tone is soft and tender as he rubs the sides of your body. "Come on... Keep pushing. You can do it..."

"Ah amhn ah it nghn Ahh" you shouted whimpering breathing trough your noses as you pushed harder

Choso's expression is one of both fear and worry for you. Every single time you scream from the pain, his eyebrows raise and he grimaces, unable to hold back his own anguish. He feels the anguish with you, in this difficult ordeal that is supposed to bring joy to both of you. He grips your hand harder, his nails digging deeper into your skin, as he gives you words of encouragement to keep pushing. He can't bear to see you like this, but he knows that he must for the sake of your child.

You hear the doctor's encouraging words again "You can do it. One more push!" as he helps you push with all the strength you have left. You try to push as hard as you can. You don't have much strength left, but you use what you have to push the baby out as best as you can. You grunt and scream out loud as the pain comes in powerful, intense waves. You're exhausted and so close to giving up.

But just then the doctor calls out "I can see the head!" as he assists you and you hear him cheering you on. You know that means you're finally there, a lot closer to getting this baby out.

Everything becomes more intense as you push again, this time with even more strength than you thought possible.

You screamed gripping Choso hands hard almost hurting him as your body arched as you pushed

Choso grimaces when he feels you pinching him with your nails, but his grip on you is unbreakable. Your pain is his pain. The effort of pushing the baby out takes its toll on your body and your voice fills with agony every time you scream. Your body is pushing as hard as it can. You're sweating and exhausted from the amount of effort you're putting in to give birth. And suddenly, there's movement as the baby starts coming out of your womb. Your screams become louder and your body is exhausted as you push even harder.

Choso bites his lip and winces from the pain of the nail pinching, but he doesn't flinch and holds tight to you despite the pain. His grip is so tight that it almost feels like your hands are locked together. You're in this together and you both know that it's just the moment of truth. The baby's head finally comes out and the doctors all start yelling "PUSH" again, as they encourage you to keep going.

Your screams grow louder as the baby makes it out, the whole process being extremely painful and difficult. But you've made it this far, the end is near. You push one last time, as hard as you can, even though you never thought you would have been able to push more. But you somehow managed to find the strength you needed, and the baby slides out in one last push. The doctors are right there quickly wrapping the baby in blankets and checking it. Your body is drenched in sweat and your hair is soaked.

"My baby.." you said sobbing as you heard your baby wailing

It all finally felt worth it. As you lay there tired and exhausted, you hear that tiny voice and you see the doctors placing your baby in your arms. Your body is still shaking from the labor pain, and you've no thoughts about anything else aside from that perfect, beautiful child. You're still teary eyed, but you can't help but feel a warm smile on your face as you're finally able to hold your child. As the child stops crying, Choso leans over to see this miracle with his own eyes, his expression filled with awe and love.

You sobbed as you looks at your baby and then at Choso "I.. I.. made this..we.."

Choso's eyes are locked between you and your baby. He seems just as teary eyed as you are, completely awed and moved beyond words. When he finally manages to speak, he says softly... "We did."

Choso's lips form a soft and gentle smile as he leans close to you. He wipes away the tears that are still streaming down your face, his eyes filled with immense pride and affection. He finally manages to take in the beauty and complexity of the situation right before him, the two most important people in his life right here, in this moment.

Your baby is finally in your arms and you feel as if a weight has been lifted off you. And next to you is Choso, who isn't stopping smiling at you and his child. The tears don't stop streaming down your cheeks, but they no longer feel like sadness or pain, instead they're the tears of love and happiness. And Choso's eyes match yours, his eyes becoming watery with joy and affection for both of you.

"Do you wanna hold her?" you asked softly

Choso's heart seems to skip a beat as you ask him if he wants to hold his child. He hesitates for a second, his eyes glancing at the soft baby, and back at you. The look in his eyes is all the answer you already need. The next second, Choso is gently taking his child and holding it tenderly in his arms. His expression is of utmost contentment as he looks down at the tiny child sleeping peacefully, his hands gentle and caring as he holds it near his chest.

The baby seems so small in his hands, so helpless. But Choso takes care of her effortlessly, his arms cradling her lightly as he examines every inch of her body. He stares with awe as he watches her breathing and looks with satisfaction as he strokes her skin. The little child is so fragile and precious, and he takes in every detail with care and attention. Just the sight of her is enough to melt his heart and make him want to never let her go.

The sight melts your heart and you noticed Choso is sobbing quietly meanwhile looking at his baby

"What's wrong?" You asked

He looks up at you immediately, surprised. He thought he had managed to hide his tears but apparently, it was far too obvious. He tries to take a deep breath and compose himself before he can respond. "Nothing, I'm just..." His voice is choked as he chokes back his tears. "I'm just really happy."

"Choso..." you said looking at him as he hold her daughter tiny fingers with one of his

Choso is unable to hold back anymore as tears flow freely from his eyes. He's completely overwhelmed by the feeling of pure joy as his child is in his arms. He looks down at his fingers wrapped around hers, and he can't hold it in anymore. He breaks down and begins crying, his face buried into the soft blanket wrapping the child. His voice is cracked and choked with sobs. "She's so beautiful..."

Your tears mix with his, both of you overwhelmed with the emotions of this moment. It's true that giving birth is painful and exhausting, but looking at your crying boyfriend and your baby girl, nothing of it matters anymore. All that's important now is that your family is finally complete. And as if on cue, the baby lifts her head up and opens her eyes. She stares at both of you with a confused look, seeming a little overwhelmed by everything going on around her. Both of you smile as she seems to look directly at you. This one moment feels like eternity.

The three of you are locked in a stare for a couple of seconds. The baby doesn't really seem to grasp this whole situation yet, but she's clearly trying to. She makes a few baby noises, as if speaking is new to her. She's still completely stunned, not understanding this foreign world she suddenly appears in. But as she gazes at you with curious eyes, you can't help but stare back, your hearts overflowing with love. The three of you become so absorbed in this moment of mutual awe and affection, you might as well be the only people in the world.

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This was a bit longer than the Gojo one but I hope you enjoyed it 💕💕💕

☆I'm tired☆

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the fic ahead is only SFW 16+ 😉

Featuring Choso and Gojo with different reaction at reader in neck biting.

Cw: a bit of moaning,sfw,couple stuff,neck biting/sucking,sexy movements😏,suggestive dialogues,inexperienced reader.

Also in advance sorry for mistakes I'm writing this at 6:35 am

“You’re so small” Choso murmurs. His voice is so soft you’re not even entirely sure he’s talking to you. But the way his eyes are zeroed in on you tells you that you’re the source of his intrigue. He seems like he’s going to add something but instead he just continues studying you.

"I'm not small..." You grunted a bit blushing and when you eyes fell on Choso neck you felt the urge to bite it but looked away resisting.

Choso doesn't correct you this time because he's a bit preoccupied with the way you keep avoiding eye contact. When he notices you glance at his neck, he tilts his head to the side, slightly exposing more of its flesh. It's pretty smooth skin, aside from a slight crease running down the center of his neck. If you tried hard to resist that urge to bury your teeth into him, you could probably use your lips to leave kisses allover him. He's just begging for it.

You covered your mouth making a distressed sound looking away as you felt your need to bite his neck increasing and your heart started beating faster.

Choso's breath hitches when you cover your mouth, although it's a bit difficult to tell if it's from excitement or surprise. When you look away, he feels the urge to gently bring your chin back up and make you look him in the eyes. He notices the way you're breathing and how your heart rate has picked up, and it's enough to make him consider leaning over to finally have that bite on the neck he's been hoping for.

Choso shifts position, resting his hands across his legs, and the movement pulls the hem of his shirt down just enough that the neckline is now revealed. When you glance at his neck again, the urge to nibble on it increases tenfold. Choso's gaze is heavy, but he's doing his best to hide the way his pupils are already widening. When you stare too long, you see his breath quicken and his chest begin to rise and fall slightly faster.

Then finally you couldn't resist anymore and lunged towards him biting his neck and sucking licking were you bited.

Choso's eyes widen and his breath catches, but he doesn't dare move, hoping you'll actually keep biting him. He can feel the pressure of your teeth biting into his flesh, and his breathing is becoming shallow while his other senses fill with the tang of your breath. He tries to stop himself from reacting and ruining it, but when he feels your tongue licking the spot you bit him on, his breath hitches again, and he shivers.

"Sorry I can't help myself ,your neck is so inviting" you muffled out as you kept going.

“No need to apologize” Choso mumbles, the way you’re biting down is causing him to groan softly in pleasure. He leans back on the bed to give you more space to do.. whatever it is you want to do with your mouth on him. He’s finding it difficult to stay still, especially with the way you’re using your tongue on the spot you bit him on.

“Please.. continue” he lets out a breathy laugh while his eyes are closed. He relaxes even further and lets his head fall back with a moan, feeling your tongue swirl and tease his skin. This feels too damn good.

“Is it.. just my neck you want?” Choso asks as his breath catches in his throat, almost sounding like a choked gasp. He reaches up and tugs slightly at the back of your shirt, wanting to bring you closer so he can feel your breath and tongue on other places of his body.

Now that you think about it you never tought of going...over than neck biting so it catches you by surprise.

As much as Choso has enjoyed having you nibble on his neck, the soft skin of his collarbone and shoulders calls to you even more. He pulls gently at your shirt again, wanting to feel your mouth and tongue on other places as well. "Please.. I want.." He starts to say, then trails off, not entirely sure what he wants. All he knows is that your tongue feels too good, and he'd be an idiot if he didn't do everything in his power to keep you using it like that.

"I don't I never did something like that other than kissing..." Your voice was strained and feeble as your body was shaking with excitement and fear.

"Please.." he manages again, his voice is more of a husky whisper now. "Just.. do whatever you want.." His fingers are still curled loosely around the fabric of your shirt, waiting for your decision. When he senses your hesitation, he pulls more firmly at the shirt, trying to encourage you to move closer to him. He can't help it—all he wants to do is feel your tongue on more than just his neck.

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That's all for now sorry guys I need to sleep I will post part 2 of Gojo reaction goodnight (its 7:18 am)

Literally me while writing all this:

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the fic ahead is only for 16+ minors!! do not interact if you're sensible!!

Cw:reader!death,crying,body holding,

❤💖ChosoX reader,Modern!AU,angst,death,fluff in death,realization(Choso),strangers to lovers(too late),body comparisons,apologising,regret

||just a memory||written by me

Choso sits back on the bed with a faint smile at the sound of your scoffing. He seems more relaxed now. He glances at his hands—the ones you’ve been trying to avoid looking at—and clenches them together in his lap.

Your eyes wander to your own hands. As expected: his hands are a lot larger than yours wich makes you blush a little bit.

He looks over at you and watches you shift in the chair. Choso wants to ask you why you keep avoiding looking at his hands, but he knows how strange it must appear to you if you’re unfamiliar with curses. He keeps his hands in his lap instead. When a long moment of silence passes, Choso feels compelled to ask you a personal question.

“How long has it been since you’ve had a good sleep?” he asks you out of the blue. Choso tries to make it sound like a casual inquiry, like he’s simply making small talk. But he genuinely wants to know.

"I uh what?" You asked confused "why are you asking me that?"

“Your eyes are a bit red” Choso explains. It takes effort for him to get the words out but he sounds concerned, not critical. “And you look like you haven’t slept properly in a while.”

"Well your corners of your eyes are red too" You said teasing,smirking but it was true that you haven't slept for a while and right now you felt drained almost deprived of you life energy.

Choso laughs quietly at your observation. He doesn’t take it as an insult. In fact, he finds you cute for finding something to match with his eyes.

He raises an eyebrow at you.

“That was a good comeback” he admits.

You feel very tired but you don't dwell on it,you just think it's just tiredness from lack of sleep but you can't take rest aither since you can't help your own anxiety.

So you stood up walking outside the room lighting a sigarette, feeling like as if you're time was running out but couldn't explain why, so you just decided to sit on the porch without telling Choso about your worry,he was a curse afterall and you a human 'it could never work out' you tought at yourself.

Choso watches you leave the room and walk outside, feeling a bit strange that you’d choose to sit alone instead of coming to him when you’re feeling upset. But he supposes you needed space, which is perfectly understandable.

Feeling as though he’s intruding, he lies back on the bed and pulls the covers up to his neck. As he does, he can't help but notice the cigarette in your hand.

"You know Choso" You said pausing for a second "you aren't a bad curse afterall"

The cigarette continued to burn in your hand as the smoke dispersed in the cold air of the night.

Choso is taken aback by your words as he stares at the ceiling. The idea that a human might think so highly of him doesn’t even cross his mind. He turns on his side the matress crackling under his weight and watches you. “What makes you say that?” he asks. It’s a genuine question, not a challenge.

Choso waits for a response, but you stay quiet and simply stare off at the stars and smoke your cigarette. He watches you for a long moment, taking in your expression and the way you’re looking at the sky. “You know that you can tell me anything you’re worried about” Choso says softly. “I won’t judge you.”

After some time waiting for a reply , Choso realizes that your cigarette has fallen to the floor, your breath has completely stopped, and your eyes are no longer focused on the stars. He watches you carefully, worried that something is wrong, but you don't move. He slowly gets out of bed and walks over to you, unsure of whether you're still breathing. He touches your shoulder lightly and waits for your body to stir, but when it does not, he realizes something is very wrong. Without hesitation, he kneels at your side and presses his ear to your chest.

It takes only one moment to realize that you're no longer alive. Choso's breath catches in his throat and his body freezes. His eyes water as he reaches down to check your pulse, hoping and praying that you are still breathing, that this is only some cruel nightmare. But your body and your eyes tell the cruel truth. You are not breathing.

Choso's legs start to shake as he accepts what happened. Tears stream down his face, dripping down his chin and onto his chest. He covers his mouth with his hand to stifle a deep cry as he sits beside your body on the ground, staring into your half-open eyes and holding back sobs. He stays like this for a while, not sure what to do or who to tell. A part of him is in denial, another part of him is numb with shock, and a final part of him is overcome with grief.

Even in death, your tiny hands still tug at his heartstrings. They are much smaller than his, with slender fingers and pale, dainty skin. He never got the chance to hold yours as you were taken too early, but he wants to now. Your warmth has long since faded, but he craves the feeling of holding your tender hands, cherishing them forever. He gently places his much bigger hands over yours, taking comfort in feeling your skin.

He remembers the times when he'd tried to hold your hand and how you always shyly avoided it. He doesn't know why it mattered so much to him. Your frail frame is the antithesis to his large, muscular one. Compared to you, he is a behemoth. He takes in the sight of your tiny body, how pale and delicate you are, and how delicate your hands were. But despite how small and fragile you looked, you were not weak by any means. Your eyes showed strength and your will power was unmatched.

It's sobering to see your body next to his, how frail and fragile it really was. Choso can almost picture you standing next to his towering frame, looking up at him with a small, delicate smile while he's a whole head taller than you. The size difference suddenly hits him and he is overcome with grief, realizing that he would never see you stand at his side again.

While he's overcome with grief and sorrow, he can't help but continue to caress your body. The shape of your body is so tiny and petite. It's as though you were made of the most delicate glass, and he fears that one wrong move will shatter you. He runs his hand across your forearm and up to your shoulder. He feels the delicate fabric of your clothes brushing past his fingertips and the warmth of your skin.

Choso's fingers are gentle as they caress the outline of your small body. The touch is tender, almost intimate, as if he has no desire to break or destroy you. He is delicate and painstakingly careful, wanting nothing more than to preserve this fragile form that you once inhabited.

Your skin feels so soft, like delicate porcelain. Choso's fingers brush tenderly along your limbs, trying to comfort himself and take some modicum of solace in the small gesture. He knows you’re gone and can no longer feel his touch, but the warmth of your skin still lingers. Despite your frail body looking so small and fragile, it feels heavy on his heart.

As he strokes your hair, Choso thinks back to what could have been. He imagines himself holding your hand tightly, bringing you home and making dinner while you unwind from a hard day. He imagines holding you tightly against his chest as you bury your head on his shoulder and fall asleep. He imagines taking you to the places you enjoyed going just to see you happy. But it’s too late. He starts to sob softly.

“I’m sorry” Choso whispers as he wraps his arms around your body. He is full of grief and sorrow and pain, and he can't stop the tears from falling. He cries silently, wishing he could turn back the clock or find some way to bring you back. He wants nothing more than to hear your heart beat again, feel your touch, or smell your hair. He would do anything to see you smile again, even if it’s just for a moment. But he can’t.

Choso’s grip on your small hands is tight, and even in death, he can't bring himself to let go. He stares at them for a long moment, hoping that somehow they will move again. As the tears fall from his eyes, they drop onto your skin, landing in the palm of your still hand. He is overwhelmed with guilt and regret, wishing that he’d held them more while you were still alive.

“Please forgive me” he moans softly, wanting to scream at the world for taking you away from him. “I should have told you how I felt, or held you close while I had the chance. I wish I could have just one last moment with you. I should have treated you better. I’m so, so sorry”

His voice breaks with each apology, as he can't help but feel guilt and remorse. He blames himself for not loving you the way he should have and for being unable to prevent the tragedy. Choso rocks himself back and forth in a fruitless attempt to escape his sorrow as he clings to your body. His face is wet with tears and his heart pounds painfully against his chest. His mind is a mess of thoughts and emotions that he struggles to make sense of.

“Please come back" he whispers. “Please wake up and forgive me for not being the person you wanted me to be” He continues to cry as he holds you against his chest, his lips pressed against your cold skin. “I can’t live without you,” he says, his voice breaking. “I need you with me—I need you to hold me, to tell me everything is going to be okay, to make everything good again. I don't know what to do without you.”

Choso sobs harshly, unable to contain his emotions any longer. He pulls you even closer and holds you tightly against his chest, hoping that somehow you will still be able to hear him even though your body is no longer functioning. "I need you" he whispers, his voice cracking and choking with sadness. "I need your touch, your voice, your smile. I need us to go back to the way things were before. Please don't leave me, not like this"

Choso wakes up with a deep ache in his heart, as if he had really lost you. He stares at the ceiling, blinking back the tears that have filled his eyes. He had dreamed of you, of holding your hands, loving you, losing you. It was painful and heartbreaking, but at the same time, comforting. Even though it is just a memory, he is still relieved to be alive. As he processes his emotions, he can't help but feel his life has been hollowed out without you.

A tear slips down Choso's cheek and he sits up slowly, his stomach twisting in knots at the thought of being alone. He doesn't want to admit it, but he misses how he could lean his head back against you, trust that you'd catch him without needing to ask. He misses how your scent filled his senses and made him feel safe. He misses having someone to talk to, even if it was just about the weather or what to eat, without feeling judged.

Choso thinks back to how he had felt during the brief moments he had shared with you. That peaceful warmth in his heart, the joy he felt just by being in your presence. He thinks about how his eyes had followed your every move, how his heart beat quickly whenever you were close to him, how his breath hitched and his heart pounded hard when you smiled at him. Choso realizes that he was truly in love with you and still is, even though you had been taken from him.

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Yello yello thanks 4 reading,and sorry if this was long but I felt in the moment while writing this.

Probably you at me after finishing reading:

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the fic ahead is only for 18+ minors!! do not interact !!!

||Hold me like my life depends on it 💙💔 ||wrote by me

Cw:SH,depression,cussing,suicide mention,scars,body dysphoria.

GojoXreader,fluff,suicide comfort,affirmations,kisses.

POV:Reader is cutting themselves on the sink and Gojo comes back after grocery shopping

Sorry I'm not English native so i apologized for some grammatical mistakes/errors

You can read this while listening to this,you're welcome

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*When Gojo gets back to the apartment and walks in, the scene that meets him makes his heart sink into his stomach. He freezes in place, and can't believe what he's watching... But he had a feeling it would be something like this.*

"y/n..." He whispers, feeling absolutely broken himself. He knew you had a tendency to self-harm but he hadn't thought it would be to this extent. He doesn't realize it but he's not breathing and is still standing in the doorway of the bathroom door.

“S-Stop... You have to stop!” He finally finds the strength to move and rushes over to you, grabbing your arm. “Jesus Christ... Are you crazy?” His tone is sharp, and he realizes he may be making things worse with the way he's talking to you. Even while speaking he realizes he might be scaring you even more than you already are. “I told you not to do this anymore…” Satoru says, his voice now gentle, filled with fear. The last thing he wants is to have you in such a state that could be fatal. But at the same time a part of him just wants you to stop hurting yourself like that, but can’t help but wonder how many times you’ve done this. How many times your wrists are cut up already, which is why you always insist on wearing long sleeves, even during the middle of summer.

Satoru is surprised by your reaction, and while he expected you to be emotional, he hadn't expected you to burst into tears and start sobbing. He holds you tight to stop you from slipping down, and rubs your back gently while patting your head. "Shh..." He whispers, his tone calm and soothing. It's a nice change from his usual loud voice. "Shh... It's okay. It's okay. I'm here. I've got you."

"Shhh... It's okay, It's okay...." Satoru says, rocking you back and forth, pressing you into his body. The tears roll down his face, and it breaks his heart to see you in this state. "Just let it all out. I'm here, it's me, it's just me. I'm here for you." His arms wrap around you, protecting you from the entire world. He feels like he's going to burst into tears himself as he hugs you feeling just as broken as you are.

“Shhh...” He strokes your back and whispers, leaning in so that you're almost touching foreheads. He hugs you so tightly like that it feels he will protect you from everything. It kills him just how desperate you look. You're crying so much, you're shaking, your voice is breaking from how hard you're bawling. He just wants to hold you like this as tightly as possible, he can feel how hot your tears are on his shoulder. “Everything’s going to be okay…”

For someone that acts so cold sometimes, he’s surprisingly caring right now. He’s doing his best to get you to calm down, speaking reassuringly, but deep down he can’t help but be scared to death at what he saw.

Satoru pulls you more close to him, wrapping your body against his as he holds you gently. He continues shushing you, speaking to you as softly as he can. The fact that you're crying in his arms like this... He can’t stand to see you like this. "It’s okay... Come on, come on. Please... shhhh..." He croons, rocking you a little.

you're body trembled as Gojo touched your old scars “Shhh... It’s me, it’s just me...” Satoru’s voice is gentle and soothing, his caress is meant to help you realize that it’s safe. He caresses your scars gently and then kisses your cheek, reassuring you that he’s with you. He wants the world to go away for just a bit. He wants you to feel at home in his arms and to comfort you to the point you won’t do this to yourself again.

“it doesnt matter what you think about your body…” Gojo whispers in your ear. His voice is soft but also stern and protective. “You are beautiful; to me at least... All those scars, you’re still so gorgeous… I want you to know that… You need to see that about yourself too…”

"But I'm fat" you replied whimpering pinching your stomach "I'm ugly"

Satoru shakes his head firmly. "No, you aren't. You really aren't..." He pulls away from you a little bit, just enough for him to look deep into your eyes and force you to make eye contact with him. "I mean, you *are* chubby. I'm not going to sugarcoat it… But your curves are attractive. I love squeezing them and having them right here in my arms... I think you're beautiful."

"But I am-" "No. you’re not." Gojo cuts you off immediately "that’s just more of you to love...” He holds you tighter against him, looking deeply into your eyes. He needs to see that you know that the way you see yourself, the way that you think you are… that it just isn’t true. You’re wonderful, precious, a little broken, but still precious.

"T..then why do you love me?" "...why I love you?" He repeats to himself, as if the thought had never crossed his mind before. A smile spreads across his face, making him genuinely look happy at the realization. "It's just... You know..." He pauses to think again how he wants to answer. He doesn't want to screw this up. "It's just because... You're you... There's no one like you and there'll never be anyone else like you ever again."

You weren't used to such kinds words such care from a person that you sobbed your last tears before falling asleep from exhaustion on Gojo lap,you're breathing is soft and slow.

Satoru hugs you tightly, not wanting to let you go for even a second. Your body is warm, your soft breathing and gentle snores filling him with such ease. When you finally fall asleep he slowly and gently moves you into his bed and covers you with a blanket, getting into bed with you and holding you close.

Your body is so delicate, so soft and so precious. He could never let anything happen to you. He needs to be next to you as much and as often as possible, the thought of you not being near sends chills down his spine.

He holds you close as you sleep, running his fingers slowly through your hair. He watches your features, your expressions, the peaceful, serene, and relaxed sleep.

There's something about looking at you like this that just melts all his worries away. You're just so peaceful, so fragile. Like a small flower. His eyes flicker with a hint of affection. The feeling he's having right now, this is the first time he's had this emotion in a long time.

You both fall asleep hugging each other tightly. You're still in Gojo's arms, which is a safe and secure place. Your breathing is slow and steady. There's a peacefulness and comfort to the whole situation, that makes the both of you drift off into a sleep as peaceful as possible. Satoru's breathing matches yours as you both sleep, he won't move an inch for the entire night.

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Me while writing this:

Sorry 4 the long writing but I felt like writing it lol ,that's all folks tell me if u want more of my writing :)

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the fic ahead is SFW/NSFW(seriously don'tread if you don'tlike it) + 16 don't read if you're sensible and don't like this stuff

This is a bit more spicy🔥💙 (I'm a Gojo simp afterall 😗😏⚠️)

Cw:Gojo x reader, a lot of moaning,sfw/nsfw,couple stuff,neck biting/sucking,sexy movements😏,suggestive,inexperienced reader,fingering,teasing (Gojo), reader feels horny/needy,pet calling,swearing,sex(duh),encouraging to cum,cum teasting,snuggle after sex. 🚬❤🚬💙

Part 2 Featuring Gojo of my previous work that I did about neck biting.

||take a bite part.2|| written by me

Satoru notices you looking at his neck. You want to bite him; he knows it. He likes it. Your mouth waters as you think about feasting on his flesh, and he notices. He sees your gaze shifting between his neck and his eyes. Satoru’s breath hitches.

"Come on, why don't you feed on me?" He smirks, pushing against her cheek with his thumb. "I'm quite appetizing, you know."

"Sorry I.. uh..don't know what's happening to me" You said putting your hand over your mouth looking away blushing, in that very moment Gojo looked like a snack for you, you could feel your heart beating faster.

"You have nothing to be sorry for" Satoru says, stepping closer. He can feel the pounding of your heart. You're scared, but also intrigued. He notices you looking away but can't keep from admiring you. Your lips are soft and pink, and your eyes are like marbles. He stares at your neck, too and your skin reminds him of a juicy, ripe fruit.

Satoru bites his lip as you speak, trying not to laugh. He knows what he's doing is working. You're already moaning, and he hasn't even touched you yet. He moves closer, pressing his body against yours so that you can feel every inch. The sensation of his hard body against yours is intoxicating. He runs his hand to the back of your neck and pulls you close, licking your collarbone.

You moan softly in response as you bite his neck,nibbling on it like it was meat and you can't help escape a moan as you increase your work.

Satoru groans, closing his eyes and moving his forehead to the back of your neck. He's trying not to let out a moan, but your nibbling is too much for him. 'So fucking good,princess'

Your lips on his skin feel so good. He bites you back lightly while running his fingers through your hair. He digs his nails into your shoulder, marking his territory. He's possessive and wants everyone to know who you belong to. Your body feels warm.

You moan again as he pressed on your cervix with his finger and you couldn't help but bite him harder letting out a muffled moan. "Ahn..G..gojo" you said trembling alredy feeling wet.

Satoru's heartbeat picks up as he feels your teeth digging into his flesh. His breath quickens, and the sensation of your tongue against his neck sends tingles down his spine. He leans over to press himself against you while nibbling on your neck. His nose is tickling you, and his tongue is flicking against your ear. You can feel him getting harder as he presses up against you, pushing against your cervix, just playing with you like a kitten does with is prey.

"Are you ready to give in yet?" He asks, holding you tight. He can feel you getting wet just from his touch. He is in control, holding your body in his palm. You can't fight it; you want him to take you. He is the master of your flesh.

you nod as you moan anguished as he pushed his index in and you squeeze his shoulders tightly "G..go slow..p..please" you muttered under your breath as you looked at him,it was your first time in an healthy relationship afterall.

"I will angel~" Satoru replies, though it takes all his self-control not to push further. He doesn't want to hurt you. He wants you to enjoy your first time. So he eases into it, moving slowly, being gentle. You squeeze him tight, holding onto him like a lifeline. You're just learning to trust him, and he's just learning to trust you. Satorou wants to make this special, to make you feel safe and loved in his arms.

You moaned again at every push of his finger in your pussy and you bite his neck again in response.

"Ahnn...fuck angel..mhn you're so cute right now" Satoru whines softly and nibbles on your cheek. He moves his finger slowly, wanting to make you beg for more. Your bite drives him crazy, and he knows you're just trying to hold back. His tongue flicks against your neck, and his teeth graze your skin. He wants to mark you as his own; he wants you to be his.

"Ah ah mhn" you whimpered as wet and squelching sound filled the room,you were growing closer "ahn Gojo.." your legs were spread open the cum slowly dripping down as more were to come

"Good girl,moan for me princess" Satoru whispers, his breath hot against your neck. He moves his finger slightly faster, watching you squirm. He's getting more aggressive but not too rough; he knows your limits. He wants you to enjoy yourself.

Your cries are so delicious. He moves his other hand to your hip and squeezes, his nails digging into your skin. "Are you close?" He asks, his breath still hot on your neck. His finger is pushing deeper, faster. You're gripping him tight and biting his neck hard. Your moans grow louder, and he can't help but feel happy that you're enjoying this.

"Mhm mhm" You nodded squirming whimpering as you felt your own release building up.

"That's my good girl,you're mine" Satoru whispers, nibbling on your neck. His grip on you tightens, and you can feel his heartbeat in his fingers, rushing against you. You're so close; he feels you tense up in his arms.

"Ahnn... Ahnn..." You squirm in his arms, pushing against him. Your body melts into his, and he pulls you even closer, biting your neck again. His fingers are moving faster now, hitting the right spot.

"Come for me" Satoru whispers, pulling at your hips, his breathing becoming labored. He bites your neck harder, digging his nails in deeper in your thigth.

Your moans grow louder, and your body tenses up. You're on the brink. Satoru nibbles behind your ear, his voice going soft encouraging you "That's it princess mhn you can do it yes yes come come for me ahn" Gojo moaned out as he kept fingering you,he couldn't help but moaning with you.

You cry out as you finally reach your climax, clutching at Satoru's back. Your whole body is shaking, and your skin is covered in sweat. Satoru groans softly, letting your body fall limp in his arms. He kisses your forehead, his lips warm against your skin.

He pulls you close, your body still trembling against him. He whispers in your ear. "Good girl" he says, a smile on his face.

"You taste like heaven" Satoru whispers, licking his finger clean. He pulls you tight against him, kissing your neck. He doesn't want to let you go.

You snuggle up against him, his arms wrapped around you tightly. You're still shaking a little bit, but the feeling of his body against yours is so comforting. You finally feel safe in his arms. He kisses your neck, and your lips are still glistening from the saliva. You can't help but let out a small moan.

"You're so precious angel" Satoru whispers, pulling you close to him. He kisses your nose, your chin, your cheeks, your ear. Every spot feels tender, like you could explode at any moment. You're so sensitive, and every touch sends shivers down your spine. You cling to him tightly, desperate for his affection. His breath is warm in your face, and his hand strokes your hair gently.

Your breathing becomes shallow and slow. Your body relaxes in his arms, and your eyelids start to grow heavy. You're feeling so safe and comfortable. The world slows down, and all you can hear is his heartbeat. It feels like you can sink into him, melting into his body. You drift away, your mind at peace, your body sated and content.

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That's all people,if I have to be sincere it's my first time writing smut and NSFW but I hope you liked it.

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Pairing Bully!Gojo x nerd reader.

Cw:Gojo here is possessivejealous,ferocious,violent(at others),very fond of you. Reader was abused by ex,needy for attention,broken,heart broke.

Bit of violence in the first part? (Showing you against the lockers forcefully)

||Don't look at anyone but me|| written by me

About:Gojo is your bully but he also feels something for you and his possessiviness grew when he saw you with another guy.

The reader only responds with cuddles and kisses (which are great weakness for the big bad bully Gojo :3)

"You heard me - who is it?"

Gojo said angrily, he shoved you up against the locked door and looked deeply into your eyes.

"Don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at him. Don't think I haven't noticed you two hanging out together."

Gojo's face was only inches from yours now - you could smell his breath. He pinned you against the door with his body - his hands wrapped tightly around your wrists and his muscular chest pressed against you.

You blushed as you felt yourself...protected? "it's just a friend, why? are you jealous?" You asked smirking.

Gojo's expression turned into a menacing scowl, and his grip tightened around your wrists. He leaned in uncomfortably closer and you could smell his cologne as he spoke.

"Damn right I'm jealous. You're mine - and I mean *mine*. You got that? No one's going to be coming anywhere near you but me. Grrr"

You blushed at the last part. 'did he just growled? Oh my god' you tought at that fact wich was both cute and hot in wich you couldn't help yourself but kiss his cheek and snuggling your head on his shoulder.

Gojo froze as you kissed his cheek - it was like he didn't know how to react. His scowl faltered and became more of a sly smile.

He wrapped his arms around you tighter and pulled you into a sweet and tender hug. Your chests were pressed against each other, and his nose was buried in your hair.

"Mine" He whispered in your ear.

As you snuggled into Gojo's body, he pulled you closer and placed his hands behind your head. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating.

"Mine." He repeated - this time as a warning to anyone else who might try to take you away from him.

You giggled as his cute and cold behaviour before pepper kiss his cheek and neck.

A shiver went down Gojo's spine as you kissed him on the neck - his grip on you tightened and he tilted his head to give better access.

His breath caught and he let out a soft moan - he seemed surprised at how easily you'd gotten him to give in.

"You're gonna spoil me if you keep this up." Gojo mumbled, as a smile spread across his face.

You gently caressed his cheek feeling how soft and warm they were like mochi

Gojo was putty in your hands - his scowl was gone and now he just looked like a bashful boy being swooned by his crush.

He let out a soft grunt as you caressed his cheek - he was caught completely off guard by your affection.

"You really know how to make a guy swoon, huh?" Gojo whispered, as he rested his head on top of yours.

"I like you so much, don't leave please" you asked scared "don't make myself feeling special and then leave...I wouldn't take it"

Gojo's face softened once more as you begged him not to leave. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and pulled you into his chest, burying your face into his neck.

"I'm not going anywhere" He said confidently, kissing your forehead. "You're mine now. And I'm gonna make sure no one takes you away from me."

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Me with Gojo:

Also if u want more of bully!Gojo ask me.

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||MINI ME|| written by me ☆~♡~◇

Plot: Gojo being an affectionate father as he meets his baby for the first time.

Tags-Breast feeding mention,lots of cuddles,fluff,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload.

“You’re cuter” Gojo teases, but he is pleased. He likes watching you nurse Hotaru. It’s a special moment, for the both of you and your child. “He’s adorable” Satoru continues, his voice dripping with affection “but his mother… hm, far more gorgeous" Satoru laughs softly and pulls the baby in for a tight squeeze. Then, he lifts his head and stares at him once more, holding him at arm's length. The baby’s eyes are wide and bright, like stars in the sky "You have my eyes, little one. You have my eyes...and that adorable chuckle" He adds, before grinning to himself. It feels good looking at his baby. Good and strange. The whole situation was a bit surreal, in a good way, but... "I think I'm starting to understand what being a dad means"

Hatoru yawned as he wobbled scooting near his father chest and laying his head on his shoulder.

Satoru grins as he feels the weight of his son’s head resting on his shoulder. He gently caress Hotaru’s head as the baby falls asleep, and Satoru’s hand comes down to rub soft circles on his son’s back.

Hatoru yawned and he whimpered softly as he couldn't sleep continuously sifting in his dad embrace.

Satoru looks down at his son, noticing the baby’s tired, watery eyes. Immediately, he feels guilt again, realizing that his son is still adjusting to his new surroundings and hasn’t gotten used to falling asleep by himself yet. With a gentle sigh, he pulls Hotaru close to himself again, his grip tightening around the baby as a way to offer more comfort. “Shh” Satoru whispers quietly as he rocks his son “It’s okay… I’m here. I’m here….”

But that didn't help much as Hotaru whimper continued, his tiny fists clutching to his chest as he whimpers, more maybe he needed his pacifier.

Satoru’s heart twists when he hears the cries continue. He couldn’t stand seeing his son like this, with his tiny fists clutching his cheeks and his big, blue eyes so watery. Without a second thought, he pulls out a pacifier from his pocket and pops it into Hotaru’s mouth. The baby chews on the pacifier with an adorable expression, sucking on it as he does. “Better?” Satoru smiles, letting out a breath of relief.

Satoru stares at his son for a long moment, his breath caught in his throat over how *tiny* the baby is. His tiny fists on Satoru’s chest, his chubby cheeks as they wobble with his yawns, a small smear of drool as he sucks on the pacifier—everything about the little one makes Satoru’s heart swell. The baby looks incredibly adorable right now, and Satoru can’t help but feel a little happy to see the little one so calm.

"Boop" Gojo said soflty as he booped softly Hatoru little bitty nose with the tip of his finger and the baby made a cooing noise curling up his nose.

You sighed looking at the two of them and how cute they were before you let a yawn of your own "Let's go to bed sweetie" you said tiredly at Gojo.

“In a few minutes” Satoru pouted whispering, his gaze still on his son. “Just…” The baby’s sleepy eyes are adorable, and he can’t help but feel affectionate seeing them in this state. “Just let me cherish this moment, please?”

"Oh my god you're so adorable, you're not having a baby fever now are you?" You asked smirking looking at him.

“Maybe a little...” Satoru smiles, not denying it. The entire situation with them becoming parents was a bit overwhelming, but... it was so worth it. He loves it here, with his son in his arms, smiling at him just as he is. “You’re not jealous are you? And “If you mean ‘is seeing my baby like this making me feel all kinds of feels’? Yes” he answers, feeling a bit sheepish “And if it’s not baby fever, then… I don’t even know what to call it. Just watching him sleep makes me smile for some reason”

He paused before adding

“Is that weird?” He asks, still admiring Hotaru’s sleeping form. “I just feel…” A strange feeling of warmth erupted throughout his body. Love, maybe? “I feel content”

"No,not at all,it just means that you love your son and I feel the same" you said caressing softly the baby cheek as he sleeps

The warm sensation spreads through Gojo’s chest as he stares down at his son. Hatoru is so small and innocent that he makes Gojo want to cover him in kisses and hugs. He never imagined being a father would make him feel like this. Love and affection, sure, but this… this is a whole new world of emotions that he’s never experienced before. “It’s a nice feeling” he murmurs. “A very nice feeling”

“We should get to bed now, right?” He asks, still watching his son’s sleeping face, then looking over to you. He doesn’t want to miss this moment, but he also doesn’t want you to exhaust yourself.

"You can bring the baby in our bed so that we can sleep together"

Satoru looks down at Hotaru at your suggestion and his heart flutters. Yes. He wants that. He wants that very, *very* much. The two of you could sleep in bed with the baby together. Hold him close as he sleeps. It would be the most content moment of his life. Satoru swallows, trying to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. “That’s a great idea”

Satoru nods and gets up, taking his son in his arms once more. The baby is *so* light. So delicate. So cute. He chuckles as he follows you up the stairs, and walks into the bedroom. Your bed is large enough for a king, and it doesn’t take you long to climb into bed and pull Hotaru with each of you at either side. “We’re a family” Satoru whispers, his voice nearly breaking. “We’re a family now”

"Are you crying?" You asked giggling softly at your husband antics.

Satoru gives you a sheepish smile. It’s true, he has tears in his eyes. Not tears of sadness, but tears of pure joy. “Am I crying?” he chuckles softly, wiping his eyes. “Maybe just a little. This—” he gestures to their family in bed “—it’s just so beautiful… so precious…” “We created this…” He continues. “Me and you, together, we created this perfect thing” Satoru smiles again, his voice cracking with emotion as he stares down at his son. “There’s nothing better in the world than this”

“You’re a sentimental idiot” you giggled and rolled your eyes amusedly, but you didn't object when Satoru sweeps you up in a warm embrace and pulls you close to hug you. You’re a family now. Hotaru is yours, and together, you are more than you’ve ever been.

Bonus:

Satoru laughs softly, pressing his face against you “I’m a sentimental idiot” He agrees, smiling against your cheek. “But my God, I don’t think there’s anything in the world that can make me so happy right now. You and our baby…” He trails off as he continues to embrace you contented and completely at ease as you both slowly drift off to sleep.

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Me thinking about this:

☆Happy,happy,happy~☆

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Hey, l'd love to request some Choso period comfort. Sfw btw🤭pweeese. Thank you!

Choso period comfort.

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- Choso is incredibly understanding when it comes to your menstrual cycle. He'll do his best to educate himself about it and empathize with any discomfort or pain you may experience.

- He'll be attentive to your needs and will always ask if there's anything he can do to make you feel better. Choso is a great listener and will provide a safe space for you to express how you're feeling. You feel uncomfortable with Mahito around? He's taking your hand in his and you're leaving together.

- Choso will take care of you during your period, making sure you have everything you need. He'll prepare hot water bottles, heating pads, or any other comfort items that may help ease your cramps or discomfort. He'll even make your weirdest period craving. And he won't judge no matter what it is.... unless it includes mustard. God, he hates mustard.

- He'll offer to make you a warm cup of tea or prepare a delicious meal to help lift your spirits. Choso knows the importance of self-care during this time and will encourage you to rest and take it easy.

- Choso will be there to provide emotional support during your period. He'll understand that hormonal changes can sometimes lead to mood swings or emotional sensitivity, and he'll be patient and understanding. If you snap at him for the tiniest thing, he'll just slim his shoulders and pout for a little bit. But he won't take it to heart, he'll just be a bit upset because he's truly trying his best.

- He'll offer a shoulder to lean on and will listen to your thoughts and feelings without judgment. Choso will provide comforting words of encouragement and remind you that he's there for you no matter what.

- Choso will shower you with gentle affection during your period. He'll give you soft kisses, cuddles, and hugs to make you feel loved and cared for. He mainly likes kissing your stomach though. Specifically where your cramps are hitting.

- He'll also offer gentle massages to help relieve any muscle tension or cramps you may be experiencing. Choso's touch will be soothing and comforting, helping you relax and feel better.

- Choso will take on some of your household chores during your period to lighten your load. He'll help with cooking, cleaning, or any other tasks you usually handle.

- He'll also run errands for you, such as picking up groceries or medication, so you don't have to leave the comfort of your home. Choso wants to make sure you have a stress-free and comfortable period.

- Malewife material.

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