#big brother!gojo

[goingferalforhim]

[ just doing my job ]

📂 big bro! gojo satoru x geto! fem! reader ( x bf! toge inumaki ) . somewhere along the way gojo became your big brother (and he loves to tease you about your love life) . mentions of reader and gojo missing suguru .

“they remind you of us, right?”

“maybe a bit,” you shrug, wearing a grin as you peer up at the white haired man. “yuji’s definitely funnier than you ever were tho.”

your teacher scoffs, flicking your forehead. “you were a child, you don’t remember anything.”

“I actually remember a good bit of my childhood, thank you very much.” you hiss as you rub at your head.

the two of you fall into a silence once again, turning to face the group of students in front of you. your gaze lingers from the three first years arguing to the three second year students—your classmates. they each stand, looking bored and fed up, as they wait for the other three to settle down; something the man beside you should be encouraging.

as you catch bits and pieces of the argument broken out on the training field you giggle to yourself, your mind returning back to when you were younger and would witness your brother, gojo, and shoko have their moments of disagreements—it usually ended in them turning to you, a literal child, for a final say.

“you don’t think I’m an attention seeker, right?” satoru had pouted, tilting his head to the side. shoko and suguru groaning behind him in unison. “say no and i’ll buy you something,” the white haired teen whispered as he leaned forward.

“whoa! whoa! whoa! there will be no bribing,” suguru had shoved himself between the two of you now and the argument had only escalated from there. but in the end satoru did buy you something, and then a few more somethings—“what I cant spoil my sister?”

“she’s my sister, satoru.”

your lips press into a thin line as you blink away the image of your brother, a dull ache pulsing through your heart—you missed him. you missed the way he’d comb your hair and twirl it back into a bun, you missed how he’d patiently sit and allow you to paint his nails different colours—sometimes he’d even allow you to give him a face of makeup to match his whole look. “don’t you look pretty,” satoru would mumble as he welcomed himself into suguru’s dorm—bags of snacks for the three of you to share.

he always bought your favourites—even now; whenever satoru returned from a mission it was always expected that he’d return baring some sort of treat or candy he spotted throughout his journey, even if it was simply heading down the block. satoru loved his sweets. yuji often complained as your teacher handed you a gift.

the pink hair boy would pout and wonder where his candy was, but you always shared—and eventually satoru had gotten into the habit of buying multiple treats. “you don’t have to buy more than one, satoru. its fine, really.” but in gojo fashion he ignored your statement and proceeded to arrive at your dorm with a plastic bag full of your favourite sweet pink-packaged candies that you loved so much.

sometimes he’d arrive at your dorm to hear your vibrant laughs or the constant chatter of you and your fellow students as you played games and caught up after classes.

he’d knock softly and wait, never opening the door unless you called out or did it yourself. his tall frame would loom over you as you peered up at him from the doorway, he’d grin and extend an arm—plastic bag crinkling at the movement. your own hands would grip the handles and pull them to your side. “thank you, ‘toru.”

“just doing my job,” he’d joke. at first it confused you, but you hadn’t questioned it. you suppose this was apart of his job, going out and fighting curses, and then returning with candy. but one night when he arrived at your door he expected silence, the sun had set hours ago and he planned on leaving the bag of sweets outside your door to find in the morning—but when your muffled sobs greeted his ears he found his knuckles softly tapping at the wood separating the two of you. “sweetheart?” he was met with silence, but your sobs had ceased. “you don’t have to let me in,” he whispers. “but I just need to know if you’re okay.”

“you can come in, satoru.” your voice was strained, and the mere sound of it practically shattered his heart.

he pops the door open slightly, “are you sure? if you wanna be alone thats alright.” his blue eyes meet your bloodshot one as you nod. he shuts the door softly and settles himself on the edge of your bed, his fingers mindlessly tracing the pattern of your duvet.

“do you ever miss him?”

your question catches him off guard, but he nods. “all the time,” he sighs.

“what do you do? you know, to make it better?” he slumps, his hand reaching for yours. you let him take it, he cringes at the coolness to your touch—taking your hand between both of his to attempt to warm your fingertips.

“I like to think about all the fun we had together, things we liked to do…sometimes I like to pretend he’s still here.” he admits with a soft shrug, his gaze still on your hand sandwiched between his.

“me too,” you hum—shuffling closer, leaning on his side. he sighs and places his head atop yours. the scent of his bodywash comes off of him in waves and the linger of his lavender shampoo tickles at your nose. “thank you for always being here for me.”

“just doing my job,” his forefinger and thumb pinch at your cheek, you swat him away as his words settle in. his job hadn’t been going on missions and bringing you back a sweet, his job was going on a mission and bring you back a sweet—because he was your brother.

you’re not sure when satoru became your brother, but one day he had stolen you away from suguru to go and have a brother-sister date—at the time you had only giggled at his words, but now…

satoru contacted you every morning with his schedule for the day, and if anything in the routine shifted he’d tell you—I just want you to know where I am in case you ever need me. at breakfast, lunch, and dinner he’d send you a text and asked if you ate—and if he was around he’d offer to get you you’re favourite take out. and in true brotherly fashion—when nobara had let it slip that you were going on a date with toge later one night, gojo satoru became peak big brother.

he didn’t know if he should send the younger boy glares or poke at him. should he threaten him or tell him your embarrassing stories?

which leads to now. the two of you watching the other students attempt to train.

“toge is looking at you,” you scoff and shove at his shoulder.

“stop.”

“what? I thought you loved him,” the smirk is prominent on his lips.

“we…we haven’t said the L-word yet,” you blush—your gaze focused on your hands as they sit in your lap. satoru chuckles from above you.

you glance up, peeking through your lashes—and just as satoru had said, toge stands staring at you.

his gentle eyes meet yours, and even from where you sit you can see the way the corners crinkle with his hidden smile.

“well, just by that smile alone I can tell he loves you.”

© goingferalforhim

#📂 — goingferalforhim #geto!reader #big brother!gojo #toge inumaki x reader #toge x reader #toge inumaki #toge inumaki imagines #inumaki toge #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk imagines #jjk x reader

[pawified]

thinkin abt how you just cling to your stepbrother!satoru. it doesn’t matter if his girlfriend is around or that his peers find your infatuation with him strange. — you love him.

satoru knows he should tell you off about how it’s not okay for you to kiss him on the lips or prance around the house in just a t-shirt that barely covers your ass, but he doesn’t.

When his girlfriend told him how you shouldn’t act that way towards him, he shrugs it off and tells her that you grew up without a brother so you think its normal; thats a lie and he knows it.

satoru is the reason why, you act like this now. he is just as twisted as you are. he won’t admit it because well, he doesn’t care too.

how is it his fault that his sweet little sister relies on him for love? something she should be finding in a romantic lover, not him. he tried, he really did. but fuck, how could he not corrupt you, especially when you would look at him with those sweet puppy dog eyes.

fast forward to 2 months later after the conversation with his girlfriend, he should feel guilty about how he lied to his partner, but he doesn’t not when he has you drooling on his cock like this; spit smeared all over your pretty little face, your eyes are wide and glossed over and hair all over the place.

the sight before him is enough evidence for satan himself to sentence satoru too hell. he shouldn’t be in your room let alone seated on your baby pink bed sheet fucking your throat like this. no, not at all.

“fuck me, you are one dirty little girl.” he groans out as he taps the tip of his dick on your cheek. you say nothing, pulling at his leg signaling him to hurry up.

he lets out a laugh, “such a greedy little thing.” he picks you up off the floor and seats you on his lap, his cock slotted in between your folds; your hands fall against his shoulders, gripping his tshirt. “toru , p-please”

“be patient puppy, can you do that for me?” he asks, you nod your head in agreement. he positions his self perfectly against your slit, he begins rocking your hips back and forth so that the head of his cock catches your clit. you try to silence your cries, but you can’t not when it feels this good.

“oh my-my god.” you fall forward, chest pressed up against his panting in his ear. “yeah? it feels good, doesn’t it?” his hand comes down leaving a harsh smack against your ass.

you say nothing, arms wrapped tightly around your brothers shoulders with your eyes shut tight, trying to focus on your release. “gonna, m’ gonna cum toru” just as you tell him, he is slowing down your hips and pulling away “th-that is’nt fair” you whine, you try grinding against him again but he has a iron grip on your hips making you unable to move.

“play nice doll, i will give you what you want. i promise” he has a whicked grin plastered on his face, he tlits his head and brushes a strand of hair behind your shoulder, leaning down and sucking a big deep red hickey on your shoulder blade, you gasp as he is pulling away “but you have to let me stick the tip in.”

#˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ #𝑝𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑠 ‎໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ #tw stepcest #𝑔𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 — ♡ ᵎ #gojo x female!reader #gojo satoru smut #big brother gojo ! ! #gojo smut #jujustu kaisen #gojo satoru #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x reader #jjk smut #slight puppy!reader #luv big brother gojo #mkes me wnna kiss him

[catsgut]

big bro gojo and his friend bulling you

WOAHHHHHHHHHHH

warnings : incest, bullying, nonconsensual pictures, spit hehe as always

ok honestly i feel like gojo would be meaner with his words whereas geto would be more discreet about it? i can see them both doing things like tripping you and yanking your hair, but they both have their own special ways of taunting you.

gojo loves seeing his baby sis get red in the face when he comments on your looks, telling you obviously he was the better looking sibling. he likes to make you feel ashamed of your own body, loving the way you hide it with baggy clothes. his harsh words cut deep, but his best friend’s sweet ones cut deeper.

geto has always been somewhat kind to you, making you feel funny between your legs when he compliments your hair. it caught you off guard the first time he put his foot out in front of you to watch you fall in front of everyone at school. he just stood there with a smile, offering a hand to help you up.

you didn’t know whether or not he was being serious, but you took his hand and stood. “your panties are showing,” he snickered gesturing to your skirt that was now tucked into the waistband of your underwear. how did that happen?

but what they both loved the most was fucking with you when you had no idea. gojo mostly enjoyed snapping pictures of you when you were bending over, showering, or sleeping on the couch. he would immediately send them to geto knowing they would both end up jerking off to them. geto on the other does things like spitting in your drink when you aren’t looking, smiling as he watches you gulp down his thick spit. he also likes to steal your panties, cumming on them and sending pictures to your brother.

#AHHHHH I LOVE THEM #so mean #but also big brother toru always loves you #tw.incest #gojo smut #geto smut #satoru gojo smut #suguru geto smut #gojo x reader #geto x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader

[thecuriousquest]

Hii can I request platonic yan gojo with prompt i 1 please and thank you! ❤️

Why, Gojo, Why?

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @palesweetscherryblossom @chickennugnugnug

Warnings: Platonic yandere themes, handcuffs (not sexual), murder, kidnapping, controlling and possessive tendencies

Prompt Request: “Why would you want to leave? I’m keeping you here for your own good.”

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There’s not a single thing you can do against your father. You didn’t inherit the six eyes; you didn’t even inherit his white hair. Instead, your eyes are a smokey gray, and your hair is a rich mouse brown. He often tells you that you look so much like your mother, but you don’t know if that’s true or not. You’ve never met her, haven’t even seen a damn picture of her.

Satoru Gojo fears for you, for your life. He keeps you in the house for your own safety because you have no cursed energy. He makes jokes here and there, telling you how the world is filled with unstable people you just don’t want to be around.

But then you catch him staring at you during dinner. Your gaze shifts uncomfortably as you swallow your food. “Daddy, why are you staring at me like that?”

“Nothing, don’t worry about it, kiddo.”

You’re left feeling uneasy, but you don’t question him. Your dad has a knack for switching topics seamlessly if you press something he doesn’t want to talk about.

———

The days pass by rather slowly in the Gojo household. Perched on a couch with a book in your lap, you sigh as you look out the window. You wish you could go to school like you see on the television. It would be really nice to have someone to talk to other than Gojo, Megumi, Aunt Shoko, and Uncle Nanami. You don’t even really talk much with Megumi to begin with. He never opens up to you, never says anything more than “hey”, and you don’t press him for a conversation.

You toss the book on the table and storm off to your father’s bedroom where you know he keeps his favorite candy. You can’t help yourself. You know it’s there, and he could never get mad at you. Even when you threw one of his crystal ducks through the window and broke everything all at once, he still didn’t get mad at you.

Opening the drawer to his bedside table where he keeps his stash hidden away from your sticky fingers, you rummage around for the chocolate. A pout tugs your lips downward, unable to find what you’re looking for.

“Damnit, Dad, fucking fat ass eating everything good in this fucking house.”

You refuse to give up. Continuing your search, you go through his entire bedside table, then the matching one on the other side. You rake through the table next to his big comfy chair by the window, painfully look on high and low shelves. Hell, you even crawl under the bed to see if he has a box tucked underneath. His watch drawer is neatly lined with wrist wear yet no fucking candy!

“How could Daddy do this to me? Does he not trust me?” It hurts your heart a little bit to think that he wouldn’t leave his delicious sweets in the kitchen because of your wondering hands looking for a five finger discount.

Setting your hands on your hips, there’s one last place to look: the closet. Not having inherited his height either, you have to jump as your hands roam the top shelf above his clothes. Your hand feels the surface until you find a box hiding in the corner.

“Great, how am I supposed to reach that! This candy better be worth the effort.”

Fingers stretch as you jump and reach for what feels like cardboard. You’re able to knock it closer and closer to you until it tumbles over the shelf and hits you on the head.

“Fuck!”

You press your hand against your forehead, feeling the impact of the sharp corner against your skin. When your eyes open, you’re both amazed, confused, and concerned about what you’re looking at.

There are at least over a hundred pictures scattered around you. Some of them have one person, others have two or three, but as you comb through the photographs, you notice there are never more than three people in the photos.

You also notice that every single picture has the same person in it: a woman with brown hair like a mountain and stormy gray eyes. She’s so beautiful, you can’t help but take in her remarkable features.

Looking closer at the pictures with a group of two, there seems to be someone crossed out in all of them, as if scratching at their face with the sharp end of a pen until their visage is completely distorted. It seems to be a masculine figure, always with an arm wrapped around the woman with brown hair and gray eyes.

What’s even more confusing is how in the pictures of three, the crossed out man is hugging the pretty brunette, but she’s holding a baby.

What are all of these pictures? Who are these people? Why is a man’s face crossed out in every single one that he’s in? And who’s that baby? More importantly, why does every picture in this box contain the same woman?

“Hasn’t Daddy ever told you that snooping is bad?”

You drop the picture as your head instantly snaps up to look at your blindfolded father. When you look back at the stack of photos now sitting beside you on the bedside table, you sputter to come up with something feasible.

Nothing comes to you.

“I wasn’t snooping, Daddy!” You look back at him with wide eyes. “I was just…I was looking for candy, and I found this box. Who are all of these people?”

Your father walks over to you, snatching the picture from your hand and gathering the others to pack away. He does everything neatly with such refined care, placing the box back in the closet where it belongs before shutting the doors.

“They’re nobody, sweetie. Why don’t you go lie down before dinner or something?” He sticks his hands in his pockets and walks out of the room.

Getting up off the bed, you run after him. “No, wait! Hey, I wanna talk to you!”

Your father doesn’t even bother to turn towards you. “Didn’t I tell you to go rest?”

“Dad, who are those people? Why is there a man’s face crossed out in every single one he’s in? Why are you hoarding pictures of the same woman? Who is she?”

Finally, he turns to you and sighs. “I think you’re just tired, baby. Why don’t you go do as Daddy says and take a nap?”

“No! I’m not tired! I want to know what’s going-”

Never before has your own father pressed two fingers to your forehead, knocking you out. You would feel betrayed if you could feel anything at all, but for now, you sleep.

———

Peeling your eyes open seems to be particularly hard after being put in a mini coma. Oh, yeah, that’s right. Your father FUCKING KNOCKED YOU OUT COLD.

You sit up, or try to at least, but you find that your wrists are chained to the bed, restricting your motions. You can’t help but stare at the cold steel.

“Dad! Daddy?!” you cry out for help.

He’s there in an instant, and you feel some relief but not entirely.

“Daddy, what’s going on? Did you do this to me?”

Taking a seat on your bed, he rests a hand on your knee. “I kept hoping I’d never have to face this day, but look at where hope gets you.” He removes his hand, letting his elbows rest on both knees as he fixes his gaze on his shoes. “I loved this woman named Kazumi a long time ago. She was the light in my life after Suguru left, but she loved another man. She was actually engaged, but I knew we could work things out if she gave me a chance. They had their little wedding, they had their kid…and then I couldn’t stand by and watch anymore.

He was taking everything away from me. Little by fucking little, and I couldn’t take it. I was there to bring her back to me, and everything just went all wrong!”

Satoru lets his head hang, hair supported by hands doused in luxurious cream.

“Daddy…what happened?” you whisper, horrified by the story but needing to know the end.

“He was getting in the way. He was always in the way. I had to do it. I had to. I used my cursed energy against him, but Kazumi threw herself in the way! I couldn’t…it was his fault! If he had just let us be together, she would still be alive!”

You can hear the mania in his tone, the high to low pitch accompanied by notes of mental instability.

“She threw herself in the way, and then I killed that bastard for causing me so much trouble, so much pain! He fucking deserved to die! I’m glad he’s dead! That fucking pig never should have been born! He never should have had a kid with her! It should’ve been me!”

His breath is ragged, and he takes a moment to calm his rage from the past memories as he relives them all over again.

“After I blasted him into nothing, you woke up, crying, screaming for your mommy. I decided to take you with me, and I took a box of photos that I knew she kept hidden underneath the bed of family photos and ones that she really liked of herself. I couldn’t stand him being in any of them, so I crossed him out.”

Your father turns to you with panic ridden eyes. “You’re all I have left of her. You’re the only thing keeping me alive.” He presses his hands against your cheeks, cupping your face with a possessive grip.

“You killed my parents? You’re not my real dad?” It’s all you can manage to ask.

“You’re my baby girl. I raised you. You ARE my daughter. You might not be my blood, but you are my gift. She gave you to me. It was supposed to happen this way.”

“My mother didn’t give me to you! You fucking killed her and took me!”

You’re shaking beneath his fingertips, something you never thought was possible. Your father who only ever spoiled you, only gave you warning taps on your bottom to behave or else…you never imagined you’d be so afraid of him that you would be trembling with fear.

He moves his right hand to your chin, forcing you to look at his blindfold as he lowers it and reveals celestial-like eyes of blue.

“I understand it’s going to take some adjusting, but we’ll figure things out. For now, I want you to get some rest. You’ve had a rough day, kiddo.”

“No, you let me go. You need to let me go!”

You shake and pull on the shackles around your wrists. It’s uncomfortable, metal biting into your skin. Your father only watches, barely interested in your escape attempts.

“Let you go? Why would you want to leave? It’s not safe for someone as weak as you out there. Curses are dangerous, and you need me. You need me to protect you. I’m keeping you here for your own good.”

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x darling #yandere themes #triggering content #triggering themes #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen satoru gojo #jujutsu kaisen gojo #yandere gojo #yandere gojo satoru #platonic yandere gojo #platonic yandere #platonic yandere big brother #platonic yandere satoru gojo #yandere satoru gojo

[cybernovaa]

gojo with all the big bro energy <3

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo #gojo saturo #jjk megumi #megumi fushiguro #anime #manga #cute #aesthetics #aesthetic #big brother #fan art #jjk gojo #jjk season 2 #pfp #new here

[neviex]

i feel like gojo as a dad would host a funeral for a very much alive fish, toilet bowl and everything {poor megs}

#jjk #jjk art #jjk fanart #jujutsu kaisen fanart #呪術廻戦 #gojo satoru #geto suguru #jjk gojo #megumi fushiguro #jjk megumi #geto #megumi #gojo #big brother or father vibes? #save geto fr

[k-martins]

I'm a little bored, so here's an unnecessary:

List Of Duos I'd Like To See Fight/Interact In JJK :D

Hiromi Higuruma and Nanami Kento (my two handsome men in suits! They would have been best friends if Gege was someone nice T-T)

Megumi Fushiguro and Nobara Kugisaki (UNFAIR WE DON'T HAVE THEM TWO FIGHTING TOGETHER!!!! IF NOBARA IS ALIVE, SHE NEEDS TO FIGHT MEGUMI AGAINST SOME KENJAKU SHIT)

Choso Kamo and Aoi Todo (YUJI'S BROTHERS FIGHTING TOGETHER FOR THEIR WELL-BEING!!!)

Yuta Okkotsu and Hakari Kinji (I SWEAR! These two need to fight together! The two strongest after Satoru Gojo need to battle together!!!!)

Suguru Geto and Megumi Fushiguro (shikigami/curse users who are not afraid to mix it up in battle, fierce when it comes to protecting the ones they love, they would have insane battle chemistry!!!!)

Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto (A flashback, new scene, filler, I don't make the rules. I just want to see what the two of them would be like fighting together T-T)

Megumi Fushiguro and Choso Kamo (YES!!!! CHOSO WOULD LOVE HIM, I'M SURE!!!! JUST LOOK AT THE WAY CHOSO PLAYS HIS HAND ON MEGUMI'S SHOULDER AND MEGUMI EASILY ACCEPTS IT)

Hiromi Higuruma and Nobara Kugisaki (THE KING AND PRINCESS OF HAMMERING!!!! THEY ARE AWESOME AS FATHER AND DAUGHTER!!!)

Yuta Okkotsu and Maki Zenin (I KNOW THEY ALREADY FIGHTED TOGETHER IN JJK 0 BUT I WANT TO SEE THEM AGAIN NOW!!! I WANT TO SEE THEM KICKING MEAN ASS AND BEING AMAZING TOGETHER!!!)

In terms of interaction, the ones I most wanted to see were:

Tsumiki Fushiguro and Yuji Itadori (She would love him, no one can deny that. Gege, you took away the gold we could have had! Megumi deserved to see the two most important people in his life together!)

Hiromi Higuruma and Ieiri Shoko

Suguru Geto and Nanami Kento (It's so unfair that I didn't see them have more interactions besides that morgue scene)

Satoru Gojo and Hakari Kinji and Kirara Hoshi (I'm interested in how Satoru would be a teacher to his rebellious students)

Fumihiko Takaba and Ryoumen Sukuna (can't deny this would be funny)

#I only realized in this last chapter that Higuruma is so hot (he awakened heterosexual feelings in me) #I need to reread his scenes #Sukuna OG isn't bad either #Kashimo died AMEN #Seriously #I'm mad that Tsumiki didn't even get the chance to meet Yuji T-T #Choso and Tsumiki would have been the most adorable big brothers possible #Higuruma and Shoko are so well suited that I'm tempted to ship them #but Higuruma would also look good with Nanamin #ARGH!!! I JUST WANT EVERYONE TO BE HAPPY AND KNOW EACH OTHER #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk spoilers #satoru gojo #suguru geto #yuji itadori #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki #tsumiki fushiguro #hiromi higuruma #nanami kento #ryoumen sukuna #maki zenin #aoi todo #yuta okkotsu #choso kamo #ieiri shoko #Fumihiko Takaba #kirara hoshi #hakari kinji

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

sometimes i remember that gojo wanted to tell geto “we’ll meet again, right?” just before he died but forced himself not to knowing it would have cursed him and then i start thinking about how kind and thoughtful gojo is as a character and how he hasn’t been able to lean on another human being since geto defected and then i want to . Scream

#like. there’s something almost helpless about that question. because gojo doesn’t *know* the answer…. he’s asking for reassurance #he wants to know if they’ll ever meet again even though deep down he knows the answer #and it’s so… bare? so vulnerable. #if he had voiced it that would’ve been the first time in TEN YEARS that gojo truly bared his heart to someone and asked for help #but he knew it would turn into a curse and so he gulped the words back down. :(( #gojo is such a sincerely kind and thoughtful character and it breaks my heart that sooo many people in the fandom can’t see that 😭 #he isn’t a saint and he definitely isn’t selfless but above all else his goal as a human being is to make sure no one ever feels alone. #that no one has their youth taken away from them….. that everyone gets a Choice in how to live their life :(((( it’s so important to him. #i just genuinely don’t understand ppl who insist that he’s morally gray ….. gojo is a consistently Good person and that never changes #he wants to have fun and laugh and he wants his students to enjoy their youth. he wants them to think he’s cool. #he’s the big brother slash father Ever and i love him to death #i got sidetracked this was supposed to be abt geto 😔😔 anyway the final scene between them will always be my Favorite ever #and the key to understanding both their characters and love for one another #ty for coming to my ted talk i’m feeling normal abt them today 😇😇 #ari noises ✩

[wisecura]

pretty p.1 w.1688

Geto x gojo-reader

You're Gojo's cute little sister

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p.2

Being the little sister of The Satoru Gojo was one thing. It came with a lot of kickback from the elders and your family. You were always expected to be somewhat on a similar skill level as him. And you weren't necessarily weak by any means, but your big brother wasn't anything anyone could compare themselves to in the first place. But, it didn't help that you were close in age- you being only two years below him, and that you looked so similar- the white hair and blue eyes were an inherited trait. The family just couldn't hide the disappointment in your skill gap, and it was easy to say they tried to treat you as lesser than. Keyword - tried. 

It was a whole other thing having Toru as your big brother. He couldn't get enough of ya, and did nothing to hide his favoritism towards his cute little sister. Even if that meant putting both the elders or his family back in their place. Protective could be a gross understatement in how he treated you. And how could he stand silently when his cute little sister was being harassed - by even the house maids. 

From the very first day his mother came and introduced you to him as a baby swaddled in her arms. He was fascinated to find out that he was going to be a big brother. He still had no clue what that meant, but as the two of you grew older, everything clicked into place. 

You remember how closed off he was for the first few years of your time together. Not towards you, but just towards people in general. So getting to see him develop his personality beyond aggressive and slightly egotistical (which honestly resulted from your constant hounding at him to be nicer), was truly a blessing in your books. You thought he’d never grow out of that phase, it always resulted in the maids being scared of the both of you. You didn't mind as much when he was around. Most of the household seemed to have a small vendetta against you, and you'd be playing stupid if you said you had no idea why. You were weaker than Satoru. And you didn't hit a margin of their standards for you by a long shot. They all seemed to treat you very poorly. But not with your big brother. He seemed to protect you from most of the harsh words, and even harsher punishments they tried to sling your way. As long as he was around, you were safe. Once he got a bit older, understood his position better, and felt fed up enough, he was finally able to make his case. 

“Your responsibility? Ha! Don't make me laugh. You all have been nothing but a bunch of hypocrites, treating her like garbage since she was four-” 

“Satoru, you're being unreasonable, she’s being raised to know her place in the cla-”

“Unreasonable?” His eyes seemed to glow, ready to end this once and for all. “Me? Unreasonable? Let me make myself perfectly clear. From this moment forward, my sister will be under my care. None of you are allowed to approach her, scold her, teach her, anything.” His eyes narrowed in on the old man across the table. He could tell he was intimidated. He knew he had the upper hand here. The threat only inches below the surface of his words. I'm stronger than you, old man. 

It became known that day forward that no one was allowed to exert authority over you. Which left you largely ignored by the family. Soon enough it was time for him to leave for school. 

Satoru would be leaving soon for school and he wanted to ensure you were safe while he was gone. He was tempted just to bring you along with him. 

“Toru,” you sang “are you excited to be going to school soon?” You excitedly jump on his back, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck. He’s always sure to leave his infinity off when you're around him, knowing you liked to plan “surprise attacks” on him. You had always been with Satoru, as he had always been with you. Being apart like this poses many problems for you. Loneliness being the biggest one. He chuckled at your cute antics and carried you around the garden on his back, your feet kicking out back and forth. He was your best friend, and soon you wouldn't be able to walk here like this with him anymore. Satoru chose to ignore your question, figuring that whatever answer he gave would probably make you sad. This likely would be the last time for the next year that he'd hear your happy voice calling out to him. 

“We’ve got to do something fun before I leave!” He finally spoke. “I’m gonna miss you so much, imouto.” Your arms wrapped around him tighter. 

It was finally the day for Satoru to leave for high school. Staying in the dorms away from home would be heaven if he weren't leaving behind something so precious to him. He decided that when you were ready for high school, he would rent a place closer to the school. You'd both just stay there instead of coming back here. Until then, he would come back for your sake. 

You sorely missed Toru while he was gone. You took this time to practice your cursed technique, hoping to not be an embarrassment when you joined him in school. Your older brother was so cool and strong. You could only hope to catch up halfway before you got there. Toru would come back for the summer, and you could sense that he was happier not at the clan house. He told you all about the friends he's made while being gone- including some dude named Geto Suguru (he spoke a lot about him), and you showed him how much you've improved in your cursed technique. At the time you really didn't think much of what he talked about, but it intrigued you all the same. You were rarely let out of the manor, let alone allowed to make too many friends. You couldn't imagine what these people could be like. They surely wouldn't be better than your big brother, and you were sure to tell him so. Knowing how much you looked up to him didn't do his ego any favor. He really was the best big brother. 

And just like that- you were finally enrolled into Toru’s school. Finally let outside the manors' high fences. And to say you were ecstatic to finally be following your big brother would be an understatement. This time you'd be leaving with him, and you'd get to see the campus you longed to see. It was automatic enrollment when they heard you were Gojo Satoru’s little sister. Purely on recommendation, and of course Sartoru’s sway in the jujutsu world. You just needed to do a short interview and you’d surely be set to go.

Rolling up to the campus you saw how beautiful everything looked. Your brother's words didn't do it justice. Stepping outside of the car, both you and your brother made way to the dorms to settle in. You would be in two different classes, but you still get to see him regularly. 

Interview aside, meeting your new classmates was a pleasure. You had two others joining you as first years, both boys. Ugh. No girls? They looked nice enough. You couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable at how they looked at you when they first saw you. 

Kai, who was the taller of the two spoke first “You a Gojo?” He circled you “Definitely fit the look”

You backed away, not fully understanding his meaning. Kazuo, the shorter of the two, spoke next - “What's your cursed technique like?” He looked almost like a puppy you thought. Very cute. Definitely not cuter than my big brother though. You easily engaged in conversation with the two. You could tell you wouldn't mind being in their class, they seemed like plenty of fun. 

Then you ran into Satoru on campus. 

“Toru!” Your face lit up when you saw his tall lanky form. You went to surprise attack him again, as he fell forward. He caught his footing, surprised to see you, but soon smiled back with the same enthusiasm. 

“Guys this is my little sister” He ushered you face to face with two upperclassmen. A boy and a girl. The girl introduced herself, and you recognized her name instantly. The healer! The boy on the other had stood almost as tall as your brother, only he seemed more intimidating. His black hair swept back in a bun, and his eyes piercing through you. Frightening. You were stunned for a moment after actually locking eyes with him, you hadn't noticed your brother calling your name. 

“Aw, Suguru, looks like my lil sisters gotta crushy-wushy on ya!” He squeezed your cheeks together, causing your face to light up bright red. “Shut up, Toru!” You smacked his hand away and attempted to attack your brother for embarrassing you like that. Satoru continued teasing you ruthlessly.  Suguru stared for a second, not believing his eyes when he saw you. Satoru had described a small child when talking about you. 

He definitely didn't expect you. White hair pinned up in a half up-half down style, your blue stunner eyes that rivaled even your brothers, and features that would take down a model. You were a Gojo after all. You were basically a more lovelier version of Satoru. What did he expect when his best friend said that his baby sister was joining them at the high school this year? 

“Satoru, enough teasing. You're gonna make her cry.” He poked, his voice had a teasing lilt to it. 

“‘M not gonna cry!” You basically screeched. Your face and ears were both tinged with red at this point and he was pretty damn sure you looked close to crying. He couldn't stop the thought that automatically popped into his head. Pretty. The two boys both broke out in laughter.  

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masterlist

#geto suguru #gojo satoru #gojo reader #getou suguru x reader #big brother #little sister reader #protective #teasing

[diviinedogs]

JJK 257

I’m so excited that one of my theories was right + I just underestimated how close 😭 I thought Yuuji would be doppelgänger of or related to Sukuna through being Sukuna’s younger twin’s descendant but him having a twin was ALSO a theory so I wanted to wait for more info

#Yuuji being the direct son of the younger brother ALSJDHSJSK #IT WAS MUCH CLOSER THAN WE COULD EVER THINKKK #I’ve been excitedly rambling to friends alshdhsjs #the only reason this is actually coherent is cuz #I’m out doing errands alskskdjshak #some of my AUs already had big bro Sukuna set so I’ll keep it as those #cuz it’s not easy to change (I don’t think Sukuna would interact with Gojo and others if he was 10+ years older) #but I do have an idea for a canon divergent AU for Uncle Sukuna now! #JJK Spoilers #JJK 257 #lux.txt

[goingferalforhim]

TOGE INUMAKI X GETO! FEM! READER (FT. BIG BRO! GOJO SATORU) MASTERLIST

(these fic don’t have to be read in ‘order’ as there isn’t a continuous storyline)

! my toge you and toge save each others lives . (injured! toge)

! just doing my job somewhere along the way gojo became your big brother (and he loves to tease you about your love life)

© goingferalforhim

#📂 — goingferalforhim #goingferalforhim—masterlist #toge inumaki #toge inumaki imagines #toge x reader #toge inumaki x reader #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen #geto!reader #big brother!gojo

[pawified]

olderbrother!satoru favorite thing to do is french kiss you. he loves to make things messy, he also loves how whiny you get.

one time he forgot to tell his girlfriend; now ex not to come over because he was “busy” so he said. well she walked in on him having you in a mating press with red marks up and down his back. he didn’t care, not when your crying out that he’s quote “ the best brother ever “

satoru just like when your dumb.

#˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ #໒ 𝑤𝑒𝑛’𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 ১ #tw stepcest #tw:incest #satoru x female reader #𝑔𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 — ♡ ᵎ #gojo satoru smut #luv big brother gojo #big brother gojo ! ! #gojo x female!reader

[zeninsama-moved]

@princess-okkotsu mentioned younger brother megumi earlier and i haven’t been the same… i started thinking… and then i couldn’t stop thinking… and then somehow that became younger stepbro megumi with your “adoptive father figure” gojo………. oh god

#tw stepcest #gojo being your adoptive father figure who is really more like a guardian and kind of a big brother bc he’s still young and goofy #u know how jjk goes #mercury speaks

[1amsprint]

Summer 17, Year 1

:(((((

"kids should play and have fun while they still have the chance"

!!!!! god i am so passionate about this. like? yeah be as honest to kids as you can but also do not do it in a way that destroys their youth. there's no need to tell Vincent that his dad could possibly be dead... the only thing you'd need to tell him is if he actually died. Otherwise you're just destroying them over potentially nothing.

"No one is allowed to take the youth away from young people. No one."

#sam best big brother #sdv sam #mel yapping #gojo satoru quote to go with my yapping #gojo my beloved making his way onto my sdv blog 😭😭

[hey-dont-touch-that]

Thinking about JJk AU where Yuji is raised by Kenjaku and brought up as a curse. He grows up with Choso at his side. For the first few years he’s hidden away as everyone tries to figure out just exactly what he is and what his curse technique is.

However the first time they take him out and sorcerers stop because that’s a child, they realize he doesn’t have to do anything but stand there and distract them. Unfortunately they kill the sorcerers in front of him. The first time it happens Yuji cries all night while Choso just holds him pissed off that this sweet little boy is being used a weapon. Yuji eventually becomes numb to it. His rage builds up, and the first time he lets lose. It’s a miracle anyone survived. After that everyday is spent trying to build up that rage. Breaking toys, reducing time with big brother choso, purposely rough training sessions where with every hit they call him weak, stupid, no good. He grows thinking the only way to make up for being an ‘abomination’ is to kill, hurt, and create fear.

It isn’t until Toji crosses his path that things change. To Toji’s credit no one told him his target is a 8 year old boy. Toji thinking of his son, doesn’t kill him. Growing up as an outcast in his own family he understands what it’s like. This is a child. He lets Yuji go, instead hunting down the people that put out the target. Yuji seeing how people that hate him can be kind, Toji’s act of mercy, then being extended to what would be Yuji’s victims.

Years later Goji is sent to exercise him but Yuji is broken, defeated, and ready to die. All that death, destruction, he hates it, hates himself. It’s been years since Choso has been sealed away, leaving him alone. Yuji has no purpose in life anymore, besides with the new patch face curse in the picture no one cares about him. Goji offers him a way out, a spot at a school for sorcerers. They can help him. Yuji takes it and at first he keeps to himself afraid of how they’ll look at him how many family members, friends did he kill? He doesn’t want to know. He’s afraid if he gets close, makes friends, they’ll find him, kill everyone and take him back. He can’t- won’t lose anyone else. It isn’t until Goji explains that he’s under the school’s protection that he feels safe. Eventually he finds his redemption, finds his smile again. There he meets Megumi, who understands his abandonment, his anger, his lack of a childhood and hands that once killed people are being held and kissed. Nobara doesn’t care what he is just so long as she can practice makeup techniques and paint his nails.

And Nanami, the father he never had but always wanted. He’s kind and forgiving like Choso, and oh so patient. When he has nightmares, screaming and crying remembering everything he was forced to do, Nanami tells him it’s okay, he had no choice and he won’t always feel this way. Nanami who helps him heal, who shows him love even when he thinks- no Yuji knows he doesn’t deserve it but gets more love than he knows what to do with it. He finds a family, a boyfriend a best friend all in one place.

One day when he’s out in public and people don’t fear him, just see a regular teenager boy, boyfriend holding his hand, while his other is carrying his best friend’s shopping bags. He looks up and smiles. He fulfilled the promise him and Choso made all those years ago. He got out and one day he’ll get his big brother out.

#big brother Choso #choso my beloved #jujutsu kaisen #jujustu kaisen au #itadori yuji #fushiguro megumi #saturo gojo #jujutsu kaisen manga #just a thought #idk if I’ll be anything with this #here you go #itafushi #this is an excuse to talk about how great of a brother choso is #kenjaku #toji fushiguro

[sameteeth]

choso is so cute omg...

#big brother choso... #i like to think that he also lowkey adopts yuji's friends as his little siblings too. like he jsut has such strong protection instincts #like the way he pats megumis shoulder before explaining stuff to maki and tsukumo .. he knew megumi was under a lot of pressure #also megumi does not react at ALL to gojo being sealed and taken away like bro. thats his dad. #canis speaks