#geto as a teacher would be in opposition to gojo

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warnings/labels - MINORS DNI! fem! reader, there a little plot, reader walks in on satoru and suguru, fingering, oral (f and m! receiving), doggstyle, full nelson, there’s sm more but idek tbh just be warned, this is absolutely filthy it came from the depths of my mind.

authors note - based off a picture i saw on tiktok and i’ve been horny since.

this picture btw.

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you hadn’t meant to walk in on the scene that was unfolding in front of you.

all you wanted was a break from the pestering that came from yaga. “y/n do this.” “y/n do that.” “y/n you’re slacking off.” “y/n pay attention.” “y/n you’re better than this.” while you knew he meant well, your body was so tired, absolutely drained from the nonstop hours of training. every time you took a step a sharp pain shot up your left side and your hips hurt from every movement. you tried to explain it to yaga and how you needed a break but he was adamant on continuing to train. (muttering to himself about how if you tried just a bit harder you could be just as good or even better than satoru gojo.) you never paid much mind to it, you knew satoru gojo was the absolute best of the best and with his best friend, suguru geto, beside him. you had no chance of surpassing them, not fully understanding the extent of your own power yet.

so, instead of showing up to your training session with yaga today, you skipped. choosing to wander around the halls of your school. you had been transferred in only recently, yaga had found out about you through the grapevine, hearing people whisper about the weird girl who could do strange things and he eventually convinced your family to let you come back to Tokyo Jujutsu High with him. claiming it would be better for not only you, but them as well. you hadn’t gotten used to your new surroundings yet and barely have gotten to know the people.

exploring your new school was much more fun than being pushed to and over your limit by yaga, you saw other students training, teachers you hadn’t seen before and even spoken to a couple of classmates! it was exciting… until you saw yaga down the hall, fuming and doing only what you could assume was looking for you. you ran the opposite direction, sprinting down the halls until you came upon an empty hallway. you slipped into the first door you could. pressing your back against it and breathing deeply, happy you escaped yaga. but what you hadn’t expected was the sight in front of you when you opened your eyes.

the familiar white hair had another persons fingers buried in them, tugging on the white tufts. that hand belonged to the other man, black hair out of its usual bun. satoru gojo was on top of suguru geto with his tongue shoved so for down his counterparts throat you were honestly wondering how he hadn’t choked. you let out a squeak and the two men separated quickly , suddenly on opposite sides of the couch (it was then that you noticed you slipped into the common room.) both of their faces red in embarrassment and an obvious bulge in their pants.

“i- i’m sorry.” you started to apologize profusely. “i didn’t know you were in here. i didn’t mean to. i’ll leave. i’m sorry- so sorry.” it was nothing but word vomit spilling from you lips. you went to slide the door open but paused. you knew if you went back out there yaga would find you and you don’t think you could handle any training today. with your body so sore and the heat building between your legs, you didn’t think you could handle anything today. before you could move any further, one of the men from behind you spoke.

“it’s fine.” satoru. “it’s our mistake we shouldn’t have been doing that in such a public area.” he reassured you. “how about you just come and take a seat?” he looked over to the stare he felt coming his way, suguru looked at him questioningly, the distaste at him inviting you onto the couch all over his face.

“no! um- no. i sh- should probably go. yaga is probably looking for me.”

“you would rather spend the day with yaga?” it was suguru who spoke now, his voice deeper and oh so smooth.

“well, no but i- i have training to do and stuff so… yeah.” you laughed awkwardly.

“join us.” satoru said, the statement sounding much more scandalous than it should have given your current position. “we insist.” he added, motioning to the space between him and suguru. you look between the two, satorus hands still gesturing to the spot between them and suguru giving you a nod. you make your way over slowly, giving them the chance to change their minds, to kick you out so they could continue about their business but as you sit down next to them you have still yet to realize, satorus gotten you exactly where he wants you. he slides closer to you, so close his thigh is pressed up against yours and you can feel his breathing in your hair. “you’re y/n, right?” you give an affirmative nod.

you feel something shift behind you and look over to notice that satoru is poking sugurus cheek and then waving his hand. motioning for him to come closer as well. suguru slides next to you and now you’re trapped. trapped between the two giant men who are overwhelmingly close, so close you can smell them. satoru smelled fresh, like just out the dryer laundry and linen on a breezy day while suguru smelled warm, like honey and vanilla on a freshly baked pastry roll and the two mixed together had your head reeling. you felt so dizzy from just being between the two and your mind wandered. you wanted them on you. in you. you wanted to drown in them.

“y’know i’ve heard rumors about you.” you looked at him, bright blue eyes that were usually covered by dark glasses staring right into your soul. “i’ve heard you’re strong.” his lips tugged upwards into a small smile. “isn’t that right, suguru?” the way the other man’s name fell from his lips should have been a sin, drawn out and damn near a whine. you wanted to moan just from his voice.

“mhmm.” the dark haired man slid closer, closer than you thought was possible, pressing himself against you. “we heard yaga thinks you could be one of the best. right up here with me and satoru.”

“do you think that’s true?” saturo questioned. you shook your head no. “oh, that’s sad. thought i’d actually have some competition here besides suguru.” he pouted, plump lips pulled down into a frown and you wanted nothing more the to kiss them up into his dazzling smile. his beautiful eyes staring into yours made you more nervous than you’d like to admit so you turned your head forwards, looking at your hands placed neatly in your lap. the boys’ bodies pressed closer to yours, smushing you but you hadn’t thought anything of it, they had been doing this for the past ten minutes. but that had changed when you heard the familiar sounds of lips smacking behind you. your head shot around so quickly you swore you felt a crack in your neck. there they were, making out right in front (technically behind) you.

satoru now had a hand buried in sugurus hair, fingers pulling the dark strands. their tongues intertwining with each others. your eyes were wide, mouth agape as you watched. a hand tracing up your thigh drew your attention between your legs. that hand being satorus and his fingers disappeared into your skirt as the digits pressed against the fabric of your underwear, soaked through with your arousal. his fingers rubbed your clit through the fabric and you moaned. another hand cupped your face, large palm nearly engulfing it before it turned your head. your eyes met with brown ones before his lips were pressed against yours. sugurus lips were so soft and warm against your own. satoru rubbed your clit just right, a moan escaping your lips and suguru took that as a chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. with both of the men on you your mind was so muddled with thoughts. what they could do to you what they would do to you. the thoughts that plagued your mind caused a visceral reaction, you keened into sugurus mouth as your eyes rolled and closed.

satoru was mouthing at your neck, surely leaving marks everyone would see. his hand that was rubbing your clit pushing you towards climax as suguru swallows any moans and mewls that escaped your lips. all too soon, both men pulled back. the orgasm satoru was building you up to fizzled away and you could still feel the electricity of sugurus lips against yours. “why- why’d you stop?” you panted, eyes wild as you looked between the men.

“oh~, you want us?” satoru mocked. you nodded your head enthusiastically.

“words.” suguru growled. one hand wrapped around your neck while the other pushed strands of hair out of your face.

“please. please want you. both of you. so bad, please.” you begged unabashedly, no shame in your tone. satorus hands made their way back under your skirt, slipping into your underwear as well. his fingers traced your swollen clit before making their way to your entrance. he rubbed feather light circles around it, making your hips jump, before pushing a finger in.

“she’s so tight suguru.” he giggled. “can’t wait to feel her around my cock.” you moaned aloud before sugurus hand lightly slapped your cheek.

“you should keep it down. you don’t wanna get caught, do you?” your pussy clenched around satorus finger, thighs trembling and suguru laughed. “i bet you do. you’re a nasty little slut aren’t you?” his tone was sarcastic but the words went straight to your cunt. satoru pushed a second finger in, stretching you open. “i bet you want someone to walk in. seeing you cream all over pretty boys fingers right. hm?” he was directly in your ear, his breath fanning over you. “want everyone to see how much of a slut the new girl is.” you clenched so hard around satorus fingers he had to stop moving. your eyes crossed and rolled back from the effects of your orgasm. your chest heaving as the two men watched. a smirk settling onto sugurus lips as he looked at satoru, his eyes gleaming as he felt you pulsing around his fingers.

“aww, look at you pretty girl. cumming so hard jus’ cause of some fingers. aren’t you sweet.” you could hear the smile in satorus voice.

“more.” your voice was so small you weren’t sure they heard you but they did. their eyes locking with each others and it’s like they could read their minds. suguru shifted you so your back was now against his chest. his own legs spread yours apart as satoru got on his knees. he pushed your thighs apart more before suguru cupped them with his hands, lifting them up and open for satoru. he pulled the gusset off your underwear aside and you squeaked as the cold air of the common room met your pussy. you felt so exposed in this position, legs spread wide and unable to move as suguru locked his hands against your stomach. a yelp escaped you as you felt a stripe being licked up your pussy. your cum and arousal gathered on the tip of satorus tongue before he gulped it down.

“she tastes so good, suguru. you gotta see for yourself.” satoru traced his fingers along your slit, collecting your wetness before lifting his hand beside your face, to sugurus and putting his fingers into his best friends mouth. suguru sucked your essence of satorus fingers greedily and you mewled, a low whine escaping your lips.

“he’s right, princess.” suguru muttered into your ear. “you taste delicious.” before you could respond satoru had buried his face into your pussy. lapping at you as if it was the last thing he would do. you moaned so loud you were sure you would get caught. satoru sucked on your clit as he pushed two fingers into you, curling them just right to meet your sweet spot. you keened and suguru groaned into your ear. “as much as i love the way you sound, pretty girl, you gotta keep it down.” satoru heard the conversation above him and pulled back, you whined at the loss of contact. satoru sat up and tapped his hands against sugurus, suguru let go of your thighs and satoru took the chance to slide your panties off. the garment was quickly shoved into your mouth.

“he said you have to be quiet, right? i guess we’ll just have to teach you to listen.” he gave a quick kiss to your cheek before making his descent back down. suguru held your legs back up. satoru nipped at your clit and you jumped, yelp muffled from the underwear in your mouth. satorus lapping at you a like a man starved, tongue buried in your pussy as his nose rubs against your clit. he’s breathing you in and he feels that if this is how he goes - suffocating in your sweet pussy - then he’s fine with that. he moves his face back up, licking at your clit as he pushed two fingers into your tight walls. your cunt clenches around them, wordlessly begging him for more. he pumps them slowly at first and speeds up at he keeps going. your back is trying to arch but failing as suguru holds you snugly against his chest.

satoru is jamming his fingers against your g-spot and spreading his saliva and your wetness everywhere. your cries are muffled due the the panties in your mouth and tears are leaking down your face. you’re stiffly humping satorus face, movements restricted by sugurus strong arms. the movement not only has you grinding on satorus face but also sugurus cock confined in his pants. sugurus panting in your ear, face flushed as you move against him and it takes all his willpower to not cum in his pants. he lets go of your legs and starts pushing satorus head. as he comes up for air from your pussy, looking at suguru confusedly, the dark haired man starts roughly rubbing your clit. his fingers and moving fast and as satorus fingers are pressing into your sweet spot, they send you hurtling over the edge. you cry out so loud you’re not sure the soiled garment that was shoved into your mouth is doing it’s job. what the two men don’t expect is when your pussy drenches satorus face as you squirt all over him. the white haired males face is soaked in your arousal, it dripping from his chin, as his counterparts pants are completely wet through.

“didn’t know you were a squirter, baby.” satoru says as he wipes his mouth with his sleeve. “it’s ok though.” he eyes are dark as he forces you to look at him, his hand has an iron grip on your jaw. “because we’re gonna make you do it again.” the underwear that he previously shoved into your mouth was pulled out and thrown into the distance somewhere. you’re pulled off sugurus lap and he’s pushed back, laying along the couch as you’re on your hands and knees now. satorus quick to unzip his pants and flip your skirt up, rubbing his tip up and down your slit. you stare at suguru in front of you, the large bulge in his pants directly in front of your face. you move your hand up to paw at his clothed cock, cupping him through his pants. you lick a strip up his pants, wetting them as you go.

“please. take them off.” you mutter against him, his cock jumping. suguru hands rush to unzip his pants and slip them down just enough for his cock to spring free. your mouth is immediately licking a stripe from base to tip up his length. he’s so thick, so very thick and you wonder if you’ll be able to take him all. the answer might be no but you won’t stop yourself from trying. just as you take sugurus tip into your mouth, satoru is pushing his cock into you. you moan and your eyes cross as he pushes in inch by inch. he’s long, you can feel he’s not as thick as suguru but he makes up for it in length. when he’s finally all the way in his zipper is digging into your ass and his cock is pressed so deep into you, you swear you can feel him in your throat.

“pay attention to what you’re doing, sweet girl.” satoru whispers in your ear as he hunches over you. “it’d be a shame if you accidentally bit such a pretty cock. trust me, i’d know.” he sits back up and spreads your ass cheeks. watching as your pretty pussy clenches around him. his first thrust is harsh. the wet sound of his cock in you has you moaning, the vibration from the noise has suguru grunting. you start sucking him off slowly, working your way down his cock. satorus face is flushed behind you. red all the way up to his ears as he thrust in and out of you. you’re clenching around him so tight he’s truly wondering how he could go this long without your pussy.

“fuck, just like that pretty girl.” suguru let’s his head fall back as you suck him off. you look so pretty with such a fat cock in your mouth but he’s fears that if he watches any longer, he won’t be able to stop himself from cumming down your throat so soon. “you’re so good with your mouth.” he moans and he sounds so good. if this is how he sounded with his dick down your throat you wonder how he’ll sound buried in your cunt. satorus no better behind you. his head is thrown back as whimpers escape his lips, he sounds so fucked out and you’ve barely started.

“you’re so tight, y’know that?” he whines to you. “squeezin’ my cock so good. gonna milk me for all i’m worth.” he watches as you suck of his best friend and his hand slips into your hair. “you gotta go faster, sweetheart. you wanna get him off? suck him harder.” you obliged hollowing your cheeks around sugurus cock and as you did so, satoru moved you up and down his best friends cock. pushing and pulling you by the hair as he taught you how to suck suguru just right.

“f-fuck slow down!” suguru cries out. you’re moving too fast and he barely has time to announce he’s cumming before long thick ropes are being pushed down your throat. satoru pushes your head all the way down your nose meeting sugurus pubes as he cums down your throat and you moan around his cock. the vibration has sugurus hips jolting from overstimulation. you’re clenching around satorus cock so hard his eyes cross and whines so loud.

“keep going baby, keep sucking him off.” suguru looks at satoru, panicked. you already got an orgasm out of him and such a strong one he’s not sure he can cum again but you listen and you keep going. sugurus whimpering above you and he tries to push you away but satoru slaps his hands. the hand that he was using to guide you on sugurus cock is now between you legs as he rubs your clit. he’s trying to get you close. he knows you are but you just need that extra push, he needs you to cum before he does. his cock is pressed into your sweet spot and his fingers are rubbing over your clit. he bends over to speak to you, his chest pressed against your back.

“baby, i need you to cum for me. please, need it so bad. wanna feel you squirt around me. please.” he’s desperate and his words are just enough to send you over the edge. you do exactly as he says, squirting around his cock, making a mess all over the couch cushions. crying out as he continues to fuck into you. your orgasm triggers his own and presses so deep into you when he cums you swear you can feel the thick ropes entering your womb. you’re panting over sugurus cock and he twitches as your heavy breathes are on him.

“more.” both the boys’ ears perk up at the simple word uttered from you lips. you crawl up suguru, sitting your soaked pussy on his cock and he flinches in over sensitivity. “wanna be full.” you grind on him rolling your hips oh-so slowly and you reach behind you blindly for satoru who lets you grab him a pull him forward. “want to be full with both of you.” the two of them moan in unison wasting no time in lifting you up. your legs are spread aside sugurus hips and he drags his cock up and down your slit. he pushes in slowly, letting you get used to his girth and you moan into the open air. suguru sits up onto his elbows and quickly unbuttoning your shirt throwing it to the side and taking a perked up nipple into his mouth. he leans back down taking you along with him. with your back arched and ass up in the air satoru can see suguru slowly thrusting into you. his thick cock stretching you open.

the white haired man watched you suck sugurus cock into your tight pussy. you’re moaning as suguru sucks your nipple swirling his tongue around it and nipping it lightly his other hand pinching the other. you push back, taunting satoru with a shake of your ass and suguru groans at the friction. satoru presses up against you his cock rubbing against sugurus as he slowly presses his tip into your hole that was already spread by suguru. he pushes in slowly stretching you to your limit and rubbing himself against suguru.

“fuck.” you whimper as he slides all the way in. with him and suguru both sheathed deep within you, you swear you’ve never felt this full. one of them moves and you squeak. “wait! wait, please just give me a second.”

“it’s ok.” suguru rubs your hair. “take your time, pretty girl.” you nod against him, the stretch of the two of them inside burns but eventually fizzling out to a pleasant sting.

“ok.” you whine. “you can move.” suguru thrusts up first, the friction of his cock rubbing against satoru has the white haired boy moaning above you and he starts moving too. the timed difference in their thrusts never leaves you empty and you swear you see the pearly gates. they’re both pressing into spots you hadn’t known existed until now causing your body to tremble, your moans are so loud they’re drowning out satorus whines and sugurus groans. “faster. faster!” they oblige to your commands their hips moving at godspeed.

“she’s so tight isn’t she, suguru.” satoru whines as he fucks you.

“so fuckin tight.” suguru agrees. you’re to blissed out to actually comprehend what they’re saying but you eat it up anyway, nodding as if to agree.

“i’m gonna cum!” you cry out. the two of them pushing towards your orgasm.

“you better fucking hold it.” sugurus demands but you shake your head.

“i can’t!” you sob. fat tears rolling down your cheeks. “i can’t! i’m gonna- ah~” you meant it. before the words leave your mouth you’re squirting all over sugurus stomach, clenching tightly around the two. your vision turns white, eyes unfocused as you have the most earth shattering orgasm of your life. by the time you gain control over your body again you’re still letting out small spurts of arousal onto the dark haired man and his counterpart is rubbing your clit. this brings another orgasm or maybe the first one is drawn out, you couldn’t tell. your face falls onto sugurus neck and you feel the two men’s cocks throb before they’re both filling you up. suguru cums with a low grunt while his toes curl and satoru keens into your ear and feels the orgasm in his spine. your thighs are trembling as they pull out, quaking uncontrollably and your cunt clenches pushing out fat globs of their seed.

“fuck, is that a sight.” satoru chuckles as he watches the globs of his and sugurus mixed cum spill from your cunt and drip onto sugurus balls. “i didn’t really think this through because who the fuck is cleaning all this up.” he looks at the mess you three made of the common room. your clothes everywhere and pools of mixed arousal on the sofa.

“i don’t know.” suguru says dumbfounded and you mutter something sleepily before burying your face into sugurus neck and breathing deeply. as your breathing evens out and gets deeper the two quickly figure you’re asleep. suguru sits up finds your top and covers you back up and pulls his pants up - struggling just a bit with you on his lap. satoru dresses as well and takes you from suguru, wrapping your legs around his waist and holding onto you tightly.

“how about we take her to her dorm.” he rocks you gently as if you’re a toddler in attempts to wake you up. “where’s your room, pretty girl?”

“don’t wake her, satoru.” suguru grumbles before standing up. “i’ll clean up around here.”

“ok so… i guess i’ll take her to my room.” he makes his way to the door already having made up his mind.

“hey,” suguru calls for him “don’t try anything, let her rest.” he warns.

“yeah, yeah i will.” he rolls his dazzling blue eyes. he carries you out of the common room hearing suguru grumbling to himself about the mess and makes his way to his dorm. eventually ending his trek by placing you in his bed and he watches you get comfortable before pushing some of your sweat soaked hair off your forehead and as he noticed your cunt was still uncovered he looked back up to your face. he couldn’t wait for you to wake back up.

he wasn’t done with you just yet.

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i’m literally feral.

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🌅Dawn (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader)🌅

A/N: Wholesome fluffy lovey dovey pillow talk kinda mornings with these two. I am miffed there is no character audio with these two x listener anywhere, talk about injustice! Well this is my take on it and imma do more in the future!

*11/22/23 - I consider this oneshot part of the teacher!AU. Sorry for that abrupt decision!

Yo, this week's episode ... insane~ This season actually is insane so.

All credit for JJK and its characters goes to Gege.

* Please DON'T plagarize, translate, or repost my FANFIC content. Reblog, like, and follow instead.

Enjoy.

A deep rumbling groan parted the lips belonging to the snowy haired man face first in his pillow on one side of the bed that was moving too much to his liking.

"Who's rocking the bed this early?" Even in sleepiness, he had to slip in an innuendo.

A groggy yawn fell from the lips of his raven long haired partner on the opposite side of the bed, tiredly jabbing. "You would be my immediate guess."

The rustle of sheets and the sensation of a smaller warm form brushing in between them brought them both more attentively out of their drowsy state. Gojo looked over his shoulder to see something moving downwards to the bed's end. A curly grin surfaced on his face. "Hmm …"

His shadow loomed over the anxious form hidden beneath. "Well, well, well~" His hands stretched out and his fingers wiggled. "What have we here~?"

His fingers striking their form had familiar giggles spilling out, bringing a snicker out of him. "Suguru~ Someone's down here~"

Said man rolled over on his back, resting his arms behind his head, watching with tired amusement at his best friend tickling the certain someone hidden through their sheets. "Oh~?"

"A sneaky little cutie was trying to slip out whilst we were sleeping~" Gojo’s evil low laugh spelled doom.

Gojo pulled the sheets up enough to slip underneath, resulting in a fit of laughter from both parties hidden, as he went back to gentle tickling. Limbs squirmed and jostled underneath followed by streams of intermingling laughter as they kept bumping into Geto's thighs. "H-Hey!"

Feeling a smaller body drape over his lap startled Geto enough to pull off the sheets to see what the heck was going on.

Seeing you tug down his low hanging sweatpants enough for you to gingerly kiss his two small beauty marks on his right hip so affectionately made Geto’s heart pitter patter rapidly.

“Sugu, please tell Toru to sta – AAHP~!" You broke out into a squeal, kicking your legs to push Gojo off but that only made him tickle you more. "Mehehehercy~!"

"Hey! No sucking up to him, missy!" Gojo jested, sliding his hands under your top, wiggling his digits into your sides deeply enough to bring out more chortling squeals.

"Hang on, Satoru~ At least let her breathe so she can make a case in her defense." Geto grabbed Gojo's persistent hands to get you free enough to breathe in thankful takes of oxygen, hugging Geto while keeping nervous eyes and an accusing finger pointed at the cat eyed miscreant.

"I promised Nanami I would go out and help him with some errands. Haibara is stuck sick at their place so it seemed only right to help them out." You defended.

"Oh, I'm sure Yu would rather be in the darling company of his Nanamin~" Gojo crawled over, nuzzling your cheek, cheekily grinning up at you as he rested his noggin on your shoulder.

"Which is why I gotta get ready and – EEP!" Your attempt at pulling away from their difficult comforting hold and getting out of bed were cut in half as their two tall heavy bodies toppled over on you, pushing you down to lay on your stomach.

"Have you forgotten you woke us up?" Satoru drawled, his cheery tone barely coating his irritation, as his hands squeezed your sensitive sides.

"Hehehey~!" Your hopeless tussle to squirm away was getting fruitless quickly.

"And you tried sneaking out with our backs turned?" Suguru added, his calm smile underlined with inner deviousness.

Satoru dramatically exclaimed. "Just to be in the company of another man – !"

"Hey, Nanami-san is our collective friend, and I gave my word to help – mmph~!" You were cut off as you were flipped to lay on your back just so Satoru could smooch you, all sloppily and deeply, his tongue brushing yours in the messy lip lock.

"It's not fair! We should spend every morning together as much as possible!" Those puffed up cheeks of his made your resolve falter.

"We do! But one day alone ain't gonna kill you two. I mean, I'm flattered for being so deeply needed but – mmh~!" Suguru's sculpted hand weaved through your locks, cradling your noggin, just to pull you close enough to languidly French kiss you, drawing pleased sighs outta you while Satoru licked and nipped your arching neck like the human cat that he is.

"We'd rather you stay here. For much … much … longer." Suguru's bedroom eyes are so palpable. His lulling, rich voice is so tempting.

"We want our sweet, darling angel to stay here." Satoru nuzzled his face in between your clothed bosoms, fluttering those long white eyelashes at you. "To cuddle, to kiss, to enrapture." His own addictive voice has you shivering in anticipation.

Their eyes are hypnotizing. Their combined scents are invigorating. The strongest duo have you hook, line, and sinker.

You sigh, conceding but floating on enamored air. "I'll meet up with Nanami later this afternoon. Fair enough?"

Their velvety beautiful faces beamed with pride and joy as they planted a kiss on either end of your lips. "Wifey~!"

"Clingy giants." You mushed out.

"We heard that." They grumbled in unison.

"Kinda the point~" Your teasing earned you a restless half hour spent feeling their ticklish butterfly kisses pepper your face, neck, and ears and turning you into a squirmy giggling mess. Your spasming legs got stuck entangled in theirs as their hands roamed your body, wiggling into your thighs, your hips, your sides. "Stahahahahahap~! Plehehehehease~!"

"God, I should use Infinite Void to keep us in this moment~" Satoru's nose pressed into your collarbone, smiling into your cherished skin.

"Perhaps." Suguru's freed raven bangs tickled your nose, aweing at the sneeze it elicited out of you, smooching your nose as an apology. "Bless you."

"Wait, rewind! You're gonna do what — MMM~!" Their hearts throbbed for their indulgence of you, stopping their tickling, preferring to smother your face in their snug fitting chests. "I made a huge mistake!" Your muffled dramatic cries had them laughing tiredly.

Eventually, everything prior had worn you three out enough to settle you down, draping the bed comforter back over yourselves, their intertwined arms keeping you cocooned and them grounded.

Even when slipping in and out of consciousness, seeing your tranquil, content face nestled in between them had them sagging in relief at how they were able to keep you around for longer.

Laxing but still snug as a bug, you were lulled by their soft breathing and their grounding coziness.

Even special grade sorcerers slash teachers need to unwind and relax. In their own little hideaway.

And having you there made it all complete.

The beams of sunshine trickled through the curtains, painting the bedroom in golden hues, as dawn became the setting of you guys' dream where three become one.

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[theheianwife]

I. Daggers to the Heart🗡

Cheater!Gojo X Reader

Angst, Lust & Violence

The reason why this fanfic exist.

Ps. I stopped coloring half way

𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓆸

You and Gojo have been in a relationship ever since you guys were 15. He met you at Jujutsu High being one of the Grade 1 Sorcerers who uses blood manipulation to copy a sorcerer's ability once you've intake their blood. You are very skilled in close combat using just a small but sharp jade dagger and Gojo just couldn't beat you at it. His only way of defense is his infinity that creates a shield like ability which is something you tease him being weak about.

But since Gojo was a special grade sorcerer with the Limitless, Six Eyes curse. It takes a lot of curse energy to use such power which is why Yaga never allows you to intake his blood and use the ability because it could kill you given your limited curse energy so Gojo teases you being weak for that.

Yaga decided to let the both of you practice physical combat alone in the field so Gojo could improve in close combat but the usual always happens where you dodge down his upper attacks, stretch a leg out swipping his legs off the ground causing Gojo falls on his back. You then sit on his stomach with the dagger on his neck.

"Weak. Ass. Legs."

You exhaled feeling tired after having to do combat with this guy for hours. Meanwhile Gojo enjoys losing because he started to grow a liking towards you throughout your practices together. He doesn't know if it's the sarcastic attitude that taunts him during practice or the killer instinct that kicks in when youre in combat mode or the sensual flow of your body when dodging his attacks but whatever it is, he couldn't supress his feelings anymore. He grabbed on your wrist close to his neck pulling the dagger to the side and leaned in to meet your lips.

But it wasn't a one sided crush though. You too were secretly flirting with him during your combats together. The moment you saw Satoru Gojo around the campus, you just couldn't keep your heart steady. The handsome smug special grade sorcerer of the Gojo clan was just super cute.

"and...What is this?"

The two of you broke the kiss hearing Memei's voice and got off each other. You both stand side by side looking at Mei Mei. And that's how everyone in Jujutsu High knew you guys were going to be in a relationship. Basically Mei Mei couldn't keep it to herself and kept gushing about you and Gojo's romantic teenage relationship to other students and teachers that ended up spreading through out the school.

Even the elders knew about it and we're very much against it but didn't have a say in the matter since it was the student's private lives.

Everything was going well with you and Gojo. You were each other's first love. It was Delicate, Protected and Sweet. Gojo would call you up to his missions with his team so he could flex how strong he was fighting off one bad guy while Geto handles the rest. Shoko would sometimes send you messages about girls staring at Gojo and approaching him that led to you feeling jealous and would have a sulky fight with your boyfriend. But your Gojo was too smug, sweet and honest that you couldn't stay mad at him for long.

But then tragedy struck, Geto decided to turn against being a sorcerer and left Jujutsu High which meant Gojo was losing his best friend. It was your boyfriend's depressing era where he couldn't smile anymore and cries in his sleep murmuring his best friends name.

Of course you understood what he was going through. You witnessed how deep and connected their relationship was and it didn't bother you the slightest because Geto always aimed for Gojo to be more humble and considering which is the exact opposite of what Geto turned out. This is also one of this times where you felt desperate to help your boyfriend that you had offered yourself to cheer him up. Even though you weren't ready to lose your purity, you did anyway. Anything for him to feel loved and happy again, and it worked.

Gojo was back on his feet, excited about this new path of your relationship and wanted to do it more than once in a day. He was happy again, he even gave you a promise ring where he said he'll marry you when he retires. He was also trying really hard to control his ability and expand his knowledge.

You were so happy and proud of your decision. You even let him have alone time so he could do his missions and even if it felt lonely, you had your team of three to hang out with. You even met another sorcerer out of that team who shift shapes into different animals. Her name was Yoko and she became the closest friend to you because of her fun personality and sense of humour. Everything was seemed to heal back to the way it was.

Until one day, Gojo comes back to the dorm in that familiar depressing mood. You asked him about what happened and he told you about Geto being labeled for execution after taking over the shaman role and forming an army against the humans. It surprised you and couldn't help but feel sad hearing that Geto is to be killed.

It was hard seeing Gojo back to his old depressing self. Even though this time he wasn't that depressed but seemed to be more in thought of what he was going to do about it and you tried your best to console and support him. As a long time girlfriend who had tried numerous ways to cheer him up but the methods doesn't seem to work anymore so you tried other things that makes you happy that might make him happy.

You introduced him to Yoko and the three of you would hang out going on arcades, malls and travel around Japan. Having Yoko around was the greatest idea ever because ever since she was here Gojo kept smiling and laughing a lot. He even told you that Yoko had a similar perosnality to Geto which made you feel very happy to hear because that means he can heal from that part of him as well. There would be times where the conversation wasn't relatable to you but you didn't mind it as long as Gojo was smiling again.

You sighed feeling tired from coming back to the convinience store. You plan on surprising Gojo with a couple of movies you brought from the DVD store and thought about having a movie date with just the two of you. Yoko is fun to have around but sometimes you crave for the intimacy of just the two of you.

You walked into the male dorm's and found that Gojo's room was open. Your brows furrowed wondering if he was home or forgot to lock it somehow. You felt more in favor for the surprise and quietly went in just to check if he really was out. And just as you entered a sound of whimper and something banging against the wall reached your ear. It sounded familiar like you've heard it before and it wasn't a good feeling to hearing it.

"Satoru~"

A familiar voice moaned and instantly your heart started racing. You could see the bed room door just at the side, it was slightly open. You peeked in seeing the movement of your boyfriend naked and pounding against something...or someone else judging by the leg over his arm. Your breathing started to rapid as you start hearing the both of them exchange moans.

"...yes...yes...cum to me."

Hearing that was the last straw and with your shaky hands you manage to push the door wid open and the scene had you drop everything you were holding.

Instantly Gojo stopped his activity and Yoko gasped pulling in the covers of the bed to cove her to naked body. You were staring at Gojo as tears started forming in your eyes not knowing how to react and was just full of hurt and pain...and you just couldn't describe how you felt by this betrayal. It felt so deep like your own dagger was stabbed against you. You remained standing their just...waiting for some miracle to happen not knowing what miracle it should be but...you wanted something to happen. Maybe an explanation? maybe have Gojo apologize? say he loves you and it's a mistake?

But no. You heard him scoff like he had no remorse. The bed creaked as he stood up from it and walked towards the door. Gojo stared at you waiting for a few curses or two but you were bleeding too much inside that you couldn't speak. Gojo without a word closes the door slowly. Your eyes moved from the last view inside the room seeing Yoko look back at you behind the blankets.

The door shuts feeling a bit of wind from it. You heard the bed creak once more and it just stirred your guts up feeling like you were gonna puke and had you run out the building. You instantly puke once you reach outside and started to quietly cry.

After a while the emotions started to subside but the memory remained. You were walking around the empty campus for hours not knowing where you were heading. You were too deep in thought about what your next move should be that you couldn't feel your legs hurting. Until you felt the need to stop and looking at your right was the building of the female dorms, an idea hits you.

Yoko was just heading back to the dorm feeling regretful yet satisfied that she finally got the chance to sleep with Gojo Satoru. She's been eyeing him for a while but you were always around so she didn't get the chance to show him how she felt until that afternoon. She also confirmed through Gojo's action that he also felt some sort of way for her and was glad that she got the courage to do it even if she was caught.

A bit distracted from her own thoughts Yoko heads into her room closing the door behind her with a small smile on her lips. While she was removing some of her clothing she suddenly felt like she was being watched.

Yoko looked around her room seeing nothing suspicious and that's when she looked behind her to see a form blending in the shadows and it lunges towards her slicing a part of her cheek.

Yoko gasped holding her wounded cheek as she moved back into the living room area where the light had shown the figure in her room.

"Y/N..."

At the mention of your name, it irritated you and rushed towards her wanting to wound her more. Yoko was small and quick to transform into anything just to avoid your attacks. But you, built with the rage you felt were stronger than before and was able to scratch her and stab her in different areas of her body causing blood to splatter over you.

"Y/N! Stop!"

She cried out but the sound of her voice just reminds you of her in Gojo's bedroom and continued to lunge at her feeling no remorse. Yoko in fear for her life, transforms into a rat desperately reaching for the door but you were quick to grab her disgusting rat body tossing her back into the room as she transform back into a human.

Yoko looked at you in fear. She knew she was no match for you. She was only Grade 4 and her body already felt weak using all her curse energy to dodge your attacks. She met your eyes who gave no emotion and was just full of anger.

You looked down at her like she was some practice dummy you're gonna stab through. To think you trusted this woman to be by your side and be part of your relationship. You scoffed remembering all the good ideas you claimed and aggressively pulled her hair back exposing her neck. You placed your sharp dagger on her skin while you placed your lips near her ear.

"I'm going to enjoy this..."

You whispered scraping the edge of your dagger on her neck when suddenly the window breaks and you felt a strong force pushing you to the wall. It was Gojo using his infinity to push you back from Yoko's body.

"That's enough Y/N..."

His presence irritated the fuck out of you and you carefully stood up scoffing.

"I guess prince charming's come in cheaters too."

Gojo made a protective stance over Yoko after noticing the dead look in your eyes. They were empty and soulless. He was to blame, he was at fault, he knows that he messed up and have hurt you deeply but he still couldn't understand why you became this cold blooded. To the point that you'd kill someone for your pain.

Seeing how your supposed boyfriend was protecting Yoko's wounded body behind his infinity just made you feel really ridiculous. You grinned whisking your dagger to the side removing the some of the blood that was on it and thinking of stabbing Gojo in the heart.

"Are you gonna fight me like a man or you're just gonna hide behind that little shield of yours?"

"I didn't come here to fight. I came here to stop you from violating the rules further. The elders will have you killed if you continue this."

You scoffed in annoyance. He was still thinking about the rules over the whole reason why you're doing this. You lifted your dagger near your face looking at a reflection of yourself seeing the bloody mess on your face.

"I'm gonna be punished anyway. After all the effort and sacrifices I made..." You smiled biting your lower lip as it slowly slips off from being bitten. "I'm still the one who got punished. The one who got hurt." You shifted your soulless eyes to Gojo. "The one who was betrayed...by the person who I did everything for."

Gojo's heart dropped but he couldn't apologize at the moment. He couldn't let his guard down because anytime you would strike Yoko and that would make everything worst for you. Soon footsteps can be heard running down the hallway and Gojo heard it too. He was relieved that help was coming, all he had to do now is to encourage you to put the your weapon down. He just knows he could save you out of the fault he had done. He was just so confident that he could encourage you.

"Y/N...we can fix this. Trust me, I won't let them hurt you. I just need you to put the dagger down."

You stared at him for a moment not even contemplating about the words he said and decided to walk towards him. Gojo took a few steps back feeling the unsurredering bloodlust character you were giving and tries to cover Yoko's wounded body getting ready for your blows.

"You couldn't fix anything. I...did everything."

You spat and headed to the broken window, jumping out.

"Y/N!!!"

Gojo calls out after you jumped out of a five story building.

You survived the fall under a couple of trees wounded in the process but you were okay and hid into the woods. You were able to escaped Jujutsu High and was now resting up on a large tree branch. You don't know where you were going and it would be dangerous to go to the city since people will report you for how bloody you looked plus, some sorcerers are civilians. And then an idea hits you.

"I hope he has room for one more."

You mumbled jumping off the tree branch and headed to Well Spring cult. It was just near the mountains and wasn't guarded by sorcerers but by shaman people. You barged in the entrance asking calmly for Suguru Geto but the people felt panicked in the sight of you and started running around like the monkeys the are so you decided to grab one of them.

"h-his in the main hall."

Says the shaman shaking in fear as he felt your dagger up his skin.

"Great, lead me to him."

You ordered pushing the knife into him and he immidiately starts walking.

Geto was casually sitting in a meditating position with a smile on his face. Once the large doors in front of him opened aggressively he instantly knew who it was by the presence of your curse energy. But he was still surprised after seeing your bloody get up.

"What a pleasure having you in my building , Y/N."

He still smiled giving off a welcoming aura but you can tell he was very alert judging by the sharpness of his eyes.

"It's a pleasure seeing you too."

You smiled and shooed the shaman you held captive.

"The place looks really great by the way, although the uniform is not working for me."

You teased walking in the hall and stopping at the middle. Geto chuckled as he carefully watch taking a few steps while worrying who's blood is at your hands.

"Everyone does think it is ridiculous but I personally like it. So what is your true purpose of being here? Have you come to kill me?"

He asked with his tone changed into something serious.

"Why would I do that?"

You smiled lifting up your dagger. Geto felt slightly threatened because he too was aware about your advance close combat. He prepares himself by summoning a couple of curse spirits behind him and around you.

You chuckled finding it humorous for a special grade to be afraid of you. You lifted up both of your hands and bowed like a ballet performer. Geto felt confused and glanced at the dagger you held. You noticed this and threw the dagger to the wall piercing a few of his cursed spirit in the process before it hits the wall and falling on the ground.

"What is it that you want?"

He asked sounding very serious.

"I was wondering if you have a spare room for a girl like me?"

You said with your head bowed facing the red carpet on the floor. Geto smirked at your request.

"And who said I would take you in just like that?"

You hummed standing up and made a thinking pose tapping your lips.

"I figured you could use a more useful body guard. Better than the once you have bleeding in your hallway."

You chuckled. Geto scoffs finding your psychotic behavior unsual. You were very much sane when he left so what caused you to be like this?

"Are those the only blood you spill?"

He asked feeling interested with what happened to you.

"Uhh no. I was aiming for a bitch today but some asshole decided to save her life."

You shrugged making Geto hum in interest.

"I'd like to hear more of this story if you plan on staying here."

You smiled widely while nodding.

"and a sprinkle of Jujutsu High updates would surely fill your cup of tea."

𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓇢 𓆸

Mi Note ⚘

I wrote this one early because the feeling is fresh.

Update 2024: No mo part II. I'll let your imagination fly.

Credits to the Artist!

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[jeankluv]

Birdie | Satoru Gojo - Chapter 01

Words: 4.8k

Summary: You didn’t like him, at all. But due to your bad luck you would have to be forced to work with him and different circumstances end up leading you to the fact that perhaps the word dislike is not the one you use to describe him.

Note: divider art credit _3aem (twt)

Tags: modern au, college au, fem!reader, academic rivals, he fell first, fluff, old money Gojo Satoru, abusive parents, slight slow burn, Satoru is a softy, secondary couple (Geto Suguru x oc), a bit of angst, no use of y/n, eventual smut, Gojo plays basketball

Slow updates

Materialist | next chapter

Wattpad | ao3

While everyone adored him, you stood apart in your feelings. It wouldn't be accurate to say you hated him, as "hate" carried significant weight; rather, you harbored a profound dislike towards him. The problem was he knew that and his irritating presence seemed to persistently cling to you whenever he crossed your paths.

Now, you found yourself paired with him for your semester project, and the thought made you wish to hurl yourself out of the third-floor window. Three months of working alongside him loomed ahead. Adding to the discomfort, you were currently under the scrutiny of hundreds of eyes, each gaze feeling like a murder attempt. It seemed everyone coveted the opportunity to collaborate with Gojo Satoru, except for you.

“We will divide the project in two.” You said looking at the information the teacher gave you. “So we can work on it separately and once we are done we will put it together.” You didn’t like the idea but you disliked even more the idea of spending time outside the class with him.

“That wouldn’t work out, it’s better if we schedule a time to meet and we start working on it.” Gojo talked.

“No.” You said. “I’m way too busy to think about meeting outside of classes.” And it was true, you were working in two different jobs to pay the bills of college and the tiny apartment you were staying on.

“Oh c’mon!” He pouted. “It’s impossible that you are busy every day of the week at every hour.”

“Well I am.” You were starting to get angry, couldn’t he understand you didn’t want to meet with him.

The ring rang and you thanked it, it was time to leave for another class, one you wouldn’t have to see the perfect face of Satoru Gojo.

“Wait! How do we stay in contact?” Gojo spoke when you were about to leave the classroom. You could feel the gaze of a group of girl right on your neck.

“With the email.”

“C’mon.” He said your name. “Give me your number.”

“No and now leave me. I need to get to my class.”

You walked past the group of girls that were chatting obviously about the scene that just happened.

“How can she be so rude with Satoru?”

“Yeah who does she think she is? Does she even know who Satoru is?”

“She is such a loser.”

You couldn't help but roll your eyes. Of course, you were well aware of who he was - everyone knew him. A pampered child from a wealthy family, born into privilege and affluence, often referred to as an “old money baby”. He had everything handed to him on a silver platter - impeccable looks, tall, athletic, and intelligence. For many, he embodied the epitome of perfection. However, for you, he was nothing more than an insufferable jerk whom you couldn't stand.

On the flip side, you were the complete opposite of him. Life hadn't dealt you a fair hand - you struggled to make ends meet. When your mother passed away when you were just six, and your father vanished after hearing news of her pregnancy. Left with no one but your grandmother, you found solace in her loving care. However, as time marched on, you were once again confronted with loneliness when she passed away when you were just 16. With only a meager inheritance from your grandmother and the income from your job at a local store, you barely scraped by until the age of 18. Thankfully, your relentless dedication to your studies paid off when you earned a scholarship to attend the University of Tokyo.

Even though you got into a good college on the degree you wanted, your life in Tokyo hasn’t been quite easy. You were living in a tiny apartment, going to college and working two jobs because it would be impossible to make it to the end of the month with just one job. Luckily, the scholarship covered all my college expenses, but living in Tokyo wasn't exactly easy on the wallet. I found myself navigating life in the bustling city all on my own.

But your aversion towards Gojo Satoru began two years ago, on the first day of college. Rushing late after exhausting yourself at work, you collided with him, causing you to stumble to the ground. Prepared to offer an apology, you were met with his irate ranting, delivered without even a glance in your direction. Had you not been humiliated on the ground, you might have slapped some sense into him right then and there. Why was he so infuriated when he was clearly the one at fault? And the fact that he couldn't even look at you added insult to injury. Frustrated and embarrassed, you left before he could utter another word; you had no desire to hear anything further from him.

The true agony hit when you discovered he would be sharing classes with you. From then on, you made every effort to steer clear of him and his foolishness. However, it seemed everyone in your class, and even in other majors, adored him. The teachers showered him with praise because everything he touched turned to gold. Despite being at the university for two years, you had never managed to outperform his grades, and it infuriated you beyond measure.

For the past two years, you had been lucky enough to avoid partnering with him. However, it appeared that luck had finally abandoned you, and now you were destined to endure his company for the next three months.

You sat on the seat you would normally choose and took out the notebook to take notes of the next class.

“I heard you got assigned with Satoru Gojo in one of your classes.” You heard a voice next to you which made you jump.

“Kyoko… don’t scare me like that.” You cried while putting your hand on your chest trying to calm down. “How did you find out?”

“Well, everyone was talking about how a girl who got paired with the great Satoru Gojo was so rude to him and how she should be more grateful for this glorious opportunity.” You rolled your eyes.

“I might throw myself out of the window…” You leaned your head against the table and closed your eyes. “Three months Kyoko, three months.”

“I know…you know that you can talk to me if he does anything to bother you.”

“Thank you, you’re the best Kyoko.”

She smiled warmly at you, and together you turned your attention to the class. You had met Kyoko on the same day as your initial encounter with Gojo Satoru. Sitting together in one of the classes, an instant connection formed between you two, and from that moment onward, you were inseparable. Kyoko brought a brightness into your life like a ray of sunshine piercing through clouds. On the first Christmas when she discovered you would be spending it alone in your apartment, she whisked you away to her home, where you celebrated with her and her parents. Since then, Kyoko's parents had filled the void of the parents you had dearly missed, and Kyoko herself had become the sister you had always longed for.

The class was over before you knew it. Your hands hurt after taking notes non-stop and your head felt like it was about to explode after barely sleeping last night.

“Do you have time to eat with me? Or you have to go to the grocery store already?” Kyoko stood besides you while walking in the corridor.

“Today I can eat with you. My shift doesn’t start until 3 p.m. so it’s alright.”

Kyoko looked at you with concerned eyes. “Are you sure you are properly resting? You look tired and the grocery store job is okay, but I’m worried about you working on that bar at nights.”

You sighed, she was right the bar was an unpleasant place, most of those who went were men in their 40s or 50s who left their offices and spent the night drinking until they fell at the bar counter, while making obscene comments. But they paid well and the money was something I desperately needed.

You smiled at her. “I will be alright. Don’t worry.”

“You know you can always come to life with me, I know my parents wouldn’t bother taking you in. And if you feel like it would be too much, you could always pay something but then you could quit that crappy job and just work at the grocery store.”

“Kyoko… we already talked about it. I appreciate you and your parents' good heart and intentions but I can handle everything.” She nodded. “And I know I can always count on you.”

“Always.” And she held you from the arm. “Now let’s go and eat something. My treat.” You were about to protest when Kyoko cut you off. “No excuses, you deserve me to invite you especially because my poor best friend is going to have to put up with her least favorite person in the world for three months.”

“Ugh!” You rolled your eyes. “Please don’t remind me of that.”

Both of you laughed and made your way straight to the cafeteria, your stomachs growling with hunger. You had only managed to gulp down a coffee that morning to wake up, and now you were convinced you could devour the entire menu. Taking your usual seats at the table, Kyoko headed to order your food. The cafeteria buzzed with activity, students weaving in and out while conversations filled the air. You glanced at your phone, hoping for some notifications, but all you found were promotional emails from the supermarket.

Kyoko returned with the food, setting it down in front of you, and you delved into a conversation about Kyoko's recent date. It seemed the boy had shown a keen interest in her, but your friend hadn't felt the same way about him. Being the kind-hearted person she was, Kyoko struggled with how to gently let him know she wasn't interested in continuing to see him.

“Oh shit…” Kyoko whispered.

“What?”

“Don’t turn around but I think a certain someone is coming here.” Your eyebrow arched and you clenched your fists.

“Tell me that the certain someone doesn’t have white hair…” Kyoko grimaced and by the time you wanted to say something, the person responsible for your headache at that very moment had sat down next to you.

“Hello ladies!!” He talked with the happiest tone. He called your name but you ignored him, you didn’t want to interact with him, not even a bit. “I don’t think we know each other. I’m Satoru Gojo.” He talked to Kyoko.

“Kyoko. And we actually share a class together.”

“Oh! We do? Sorry I can’t remember it. But it is nice to meet you, Kyoko.”

“Satoru…” Another male voice spoke behind you. Your head was really going to explode.

“Oh Suguru! Come here!” He moved his hand, pointing at the seat next to Kyoko.

“Satoru… why don’t you leave the girls eating alone.” The boy of dark hair looked at his friend and then at both of you. “I'm sorry for bothering you.”

“It’s okay, don't worry.” Kyoko smiled back at him.

“Come on Suguru! Let’s eat with them… I need to spend more time with my classmate, right birdie?” You looked at him.

“Who are you calling birdie?” You were angry, why was he giving you nicknames like you have known each other for years or like you were close.

“Oh so now you pay attention to me…” He smirked and tilted his head as he rested it on his hand and looked at you.

You snorted and pushed the plate away. “Kyoko, I have to go or I'll be late.” You said goodbye to Gojo's friend, who you assumed was called Suguru, and ignored Gojo.

“Take care.” You heard Kyoko. “And sent me a message once you arrived home from the bar!” You gave her a thumbs up and left the cafeteria.

You felt uneasy. What was Gojo Satoru playing at, giving you a nickname? And that look he just gave you—what was that about? You couldn't stand it. Sinking into your seat on the bus, you put on your headphones, seeking a brief respite before reaching your workplace. You were scheduled to work for five hours, followed by a rush to the bar, where you'd likely be working until 2 a.m., if luck was on your side.

As your eyelids grew heavy, you recognized the familiar streets passing by. With just a few stops left until your destination, you stretched out in your seat and rubbed your eyes, trying to shake off the fatigue.

You got out of the bus and walked a few steps until you reached the small grocery store where you work. You still had 5 minutes left to work but between changing and preparing everything the time would arrive. You greeted Yu who was behind the counter serving a customer and went to the employee room at the back.

“You are early.” Haibara entered the room.

“I’m 5 minutes earlier… is not THAT early.” You smiled at him.

“You know you can always take the day off and rest. I can cover you if you need it, you look so tired.”

“I’m okay but thank you Haibara.”

“Okay! Then if you are taking my place I will get going. A friend of mine is waiting for me.” You nodded. “Call me if you need anything.”

You waved goodbye to him and observed as he rendezvoused with a tall blonde guy outside the store, someone you vaguely recognized from campus. Throughout the afternoon, several children trickled in to purchase trinkets, occasionally accompanied by adults picking up a few items. The day had been relatively quiet, affording you the opportunity to jot down some notes and review your studies.

As closing time approached, the sliding door chimed open once more, signaling the arrival of another customer. However, you were preoccupied assisting a lady who was meticulously counting the coins needed to pay for her purchase.

“Thank you so much darling.” She said once you were done with her. “Have a nice night.”

“Thanks to you! And please come here again.”

“Hello birdie!” Your mouth opened slightly when you saw who was waiting to be served and the last customer of the day.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” You screamed angrily.

He looked down and moved the bottle he was holding. “Buying something to drink.” He smiled, showing his perfect smile.

“Here?” He nodded. “In this grocery store?” He nodded again. “Of this unknown neighborhood?” He nodded once again. “Gojo…” You touched your head, closing your eyes. “I don’t know what you want or your intentions but don’t you dare bother me anymore.”

“I already told you birdie I’m here, to buy this.” He put the bottle in front of you.

“There you have it. Now, bye.” You turned around and started cleaning some things that were around. It was time to close and you needed to hurry up to got to the bar.

You picked up and changed into the clothes you had come in. For a moment you had to lean against the wall, for an hour or so you had been dizzy and nauseous, but you couldn't allow yourself to be absent. You turned off the lights and closed the grocery store.

“What are you still doing here?” You turned around to look at Gojo who was right in front of the shop.

He walked smiling towards you. “Waiting for you.”

You rolled your eyes, couldn’t he understand you or something. “Well, I don’t want you to be waiting for me. So now… BYE!” And you started moving towards the bar.

“Oh c’mon.” He said your name this time. “Let me accompany you to your house or at least near it. It’s not good for a girl to…”

“Are you a stalker?” Gojo opened his mouth. “And I’m not going home, I need to get to work and because of you I might be late.”

“Work? But you just get out of it.” He walked next to you. “Why would you have two works…”

“Listen Gojo! Not everyone is born on a silver spoon. Some of us have to work our asses out to get the things we want.” You were tired. “You are lucky your parents probably get you everything they want for you but not everyone is that lucky.”

“You’re pale. Are you okay?” You certainly weren’t, but you couldn't afford to be, you had to go to work. “Oh shit! You might have a fever.” His hand was on your forehead, wait when did he get that close?

“Leave me…” Everything was spinning around.

“Hey!” You felt how Gojo held you, preventing you from falling to the ground, and then everything went black.

You weren't certain how long you had been unconscious, but it was certainly for a considerable amount of time. As you blinked your eyes open, you found yourself surrounded by darkness, with only a faint glow of outside light seeping into the room. Despite the dimness, you were able to swiftly recognize your surroundings. You were in Kyoko's room, but how had you ended up there? The last memory you could recall was being with Gojo before blacking out.

“Kyoko?” You whispered. You were confused and still feeling sick.

You saw how a silhouette moved to grab something from the table and then a light from the cell phone illuminated the room.

Kyoko whispered your name. “How are you feeling?”

“Still dizzy…” You touched your head. “How did I get here?”

“Satoru called me.” You looked at her confused, since when she called him Satoru and since when did she have his number. “Don’t look at me like that, when you left I stayed with him and with his friend, Suguru and they are pretty nice guys.” You rolled your eyes. “And his friend is pretty cute.”

“Kyoko…”

“What? It’s true, he was so polite and nice and did you know he studies…”

“Do you like him?”

“I mean… it’s early to say that but I would love to go out with him sometime.” Your friend smiled.

“You remember that there is a guy still waiting for an answer from you right?”

Kyoko pouted. “I know… I will let him know I’m not interested, because it’s true I’m not.”

“Good…”

“But now to what is important.” Oh here it came. “What would you have done if Satoru wasn’t there when you fainted?”

“I… it was just a coincidence. I was totally find this morning.”

Kyoko said your name heavily. “How much have you slept this week? And be honest with me.”

You thought for a moment. “5 hours…”

“That’s not bad, I thought you were going to say something like 2 hours.”

“In the last 3 days…”

Kyoko opened her mouth, letting a gasp out. “Are you insane? You want to die or something?”

“Sorry! But college and the jobs… the jobs, my shift on the bar…”

“Relax. I called them and told them you were sick after Satoru called me.” You breathed in relief. “But don’t try to change the topic. 5 hours in 3 days?! That’s inhuman and you can’t keep going like this.”

“And what do I do Kyoko?” You pulled the sheets up to your face.

“Stay here… we have a spare room, you can stay there.” You growled, Kyoko knew that was too much. Even if you were her best friend, you were still someone from outside the family. “You can pay a minimum if that will make you feel better, but if you stay here you wouldn’t have to pay the rent you are paying right now and you wouldn’t have to work at that shitty bar.”

“I… I will think about it okay…” Kyoko nodded.

“Now go back to sleep.”

“Okay…” You closed your eyes.

“And by the way.” Kyoko spoke again. “Start thinking what you are going to say to Satoru, you throw up on him.”

“I… WHAT?” Your eyes opened like plates.

“Good night~”

“No Kyoko, tell me! What do you mean I threw up on Gojo?” You cried.

“Go to sleep.”

You groaned, feeling utterly mortified at the thought of having thrown up on Gojo. This was beyond embarrassing—how were you supposed to face him and apologize for such a humiliating incident? The desire to vanish into thin air consumed you. Your head spun with the aftermath of the situation, and before you knew it, you had drifted off to sleep.

Upon waking up again, you sensed that several hours had passed; sunlight now flooded through the window, illuminating the room entirely. Kyoko was nowhere to be seen, and you sat up in bed, stretching your stiff body. You felt utterly filthy after experiencing fever and vomiting; a shower was desperately needed.

Searching for your phone to check the time, you discovered several messages awaiting your attention—some from Kyoko and others from an unknown number.

Kyoko ☀️

Rest as much as you want. My mom left you food prepared in the kitchen but you will be alone for most of the day.

You can take my clothes if you want.

And don’t worry about the classes I will take the notes for you.

And by the way, I’m sorry and I love you 😘

Sorry? For what? You tapped on the unknown number and then you understood why she was sorry.

xxxx

Hellooooo birdie !!

Kyoko gave me your number, don’t get angry at her.

I hope you feel better soon

You clenched your fists and sighed, now you would have to endure it because of your cell phone too.

You to Kyoko ☀️

You should be grateful I love you so much and I won’t kill you.

And thanks, I will be taking a shower and do you mind if I take one of your pajamas?

Kyoko ☀️

Everything that’s mine is yours 😘

You rolled your eyes at your friend. And opened once again the chat of Gojo. How should you respond to him? Should you apologize for throwing up at him? Should you just be as cold as always? The guy was messaging you after you fainted and threw up on him, he didn’t deserve to be treated coldly although you wanted to.

You to Pain in the ass

Hi. I’m good

Thanks for yesterday and sorry for what happened…

Also stop calling me birdie, people would think we are close or something

Leaving your phone on the table, you grabbed one of Kyoko's pajamas and made your way to the bathroom. Compared to a few hours ago, you felt significantly better; the fever seemed to have subsided or at least diminished in intensity. After a refreshing shower, you changed into the pajamas and headed to the kitchen.

True to Kyoko's word, her mother had left a plate of food prepared for you. Grateful for the gesture, you sat down to enjoy the meal. Retrieving your phone once more, you noticed two notifications, which came as a surprise—they were not the usual supermarket offers.

Pain in the ass

Don’t worry about it, I’m glad to hear you are okay

*This message was deleted*

What did he send and delete after?

Pain in the ass

Since you are sick we decided to accompany Kyoko for lunch!

And there was a picture of Kyoko with Gojo and two other people, the guy from yesterday, Suguru and another girl you didn’t know about. Kyoko was smiling and doing the peace sign next to Suguru, while Gojo was the one taking the selfie and showing off his perfect teeth.

You to Pain in the ass

You better treat Kyoko right, or you will hear from me once I’m back at class.

It was hard to believe you were talking so casually with him. You shook your head, talking like that on the phone was just a way of being polite with him, nothing else.

Pain in the ass

If that way I get you to talk to me

You stayed looking at the message for a couple of minutes. Something on your stomach was moving. Stupid Satoru Gojo.

You to Pain in the ass

By the way, do I need to pay you something… for you know…

Pain in the ass

For what?

You to Pain in the ass

Don’t make me say it, it’s way too embarrassing.

Pain in the ass

If you don’t tell me what I won’t know 🤷

You to Pain in the ass

Throwing up on you!

Do I need to pay for something? Like dry cleaning or something?

Pain in the ass

Hehe

You wanted to punch him, he obviously knew.

Pain in the ass

Nop, you don’t need to pay anything. Don’t worry 😉

You to Pain in the ass

Okay, now I will leave to sleep

Don’t bother me Gojo!

Pain in the ass

Alright birdie!!

Rest well. I don’t want you throwing up and fainting in the arms of other people

You to Pain in the ass

Say something like that again and I’m blocking you

Pain in the ass

🥺

You rolled your eyes and left the phone once again. He really was a pain in the ass. You went to Kyoko’s room and lay down on her bed, although you were feeling better, you were still feeling tired, so you decided to sleep for a bit more, at least until Kyoko returned home.

You heard a door close and someone walk down the hall in silence. You knew it was Kyoko when she entered the room. She walked up to you and you smiled at her when your eyes met.

“You look better.”

“I feel better.” You say stretching on yourself. “I feel like I have slept everything I haven’t slept in a month.” You looked at Kyoko and she was doing a grimace of disgust. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Have you thought about it? About moving here?”

You did. You thought about it a lot, but you couldn't deny that you were at a point where if you continued at that pace you would end up killing yourself.

“I will.” Kyoko screamed with happiness. “But only if your parents are okay with it.”

“And they are! Don’t worry.” She started clapping and jumped out of bed with happiness. “By the way, I’m surprised you met Satoru yesterday at the grocery store.”

You looked at her strangely. “Didn't you tell her where she worked?” Kyoko shook her head.

And then it hit you, you haven't told Haibara that you would not be going to work today, he would probably be covering for you and you would have to tell him.

“Shit… Where is my phone?” You looked around.

“Who is Pain in the ass?” Kyoko hang you the phone.

“It’s Gojo…” She nodded while you searched for the number of Haibara on your phone. “Haibara!” You said when you heard him picking up. “Yeah it’s me… I’m so sorry, I’m sick and I couldn’t go today… I hope you-” Kyoko looked at you when felt silent. “What do you mean you already knew? Who told you?” Kyoko watched you with interest trying something of what was said on the other end of the phone. “Oh… okay. I will thank him then… Yeah. Bye.” And you throw the phone to the side.

“What’s with that face?”

“Gojo Satoru told my coworker I was sick.”

“That’s pretty considerate.”

“They are friends…”

“Who?”

“My coworker and Gojo, that’s why he appeared there.” You realized. “Probably Haibara told him and he came to bother.”

Kyoko called your name and you looked at her. “I don’t think he went to bother you…”

“Well… but it’s strange he went all the way to that place! Why would he go if it wasn’t to bother me?”

Your best friend sighed and closed her eyes, whispering something you could not hear and then looked back at you. “Thanks he was there. Or who knows what would have happened to you.”

You rolled your eyes. “You are right. And I already thanked him.”

“Oh you did?”

“Don’t act surprised when you were the one that gave him my number.”

She put her hands in the air and smiled. “Sorry. But he was really, REALLY insistent…”

“I can imagine.”

“He sent you a message right? What did he say?”

You took the phone and unlocked it to see the message that Gojo sent you.

Pain in the ass

I'll save you place next to me in class for tomorrow 🙆

What’s up with him?

“Oh…” Kyoko smiled next to you.

“What?”

“Nothing… figure it out yourself baby.” She smiled.

“Kyoko… Kyoko, what did that oh ment, come back here.” You followed her through the corridor while she laughed.

“No.” She continued laughing. “Oh!” She stopped walking and turned to look at you. “I already sent a message to the guy.”

“Finally.”

“Yeah…”

“You? Are you really going to try and go out with Gojo’s friend?”

She shrugged and smiled. The fact that Kyoko started dating Gojo's friend didn't particularly bother you, but it did mean potentially spending even more time with Gojo than you had anticipated. The mere thought made your head ache again. However, before dealing with that, you needed to figure out how to face Satoru Gojo tomorrow. It would mark the first encounter since... that incident.

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[dazaiandhislovelybandages]

Hey girl! Since you write 2 of my fave genres and saw your're accepting requests I hope that maybe this message reaches you and you will give my idea a try. It is of course some angst to fluff with Gojo x reader. Both in their 20s (let's say JJK0), reader is pretty new to the Jujutsu world but just as strong as Satoru, super funny and sarcastic but very chill (so a bit his opposite if you will). Shoko, being close with the reader notices that she has feelings for Gojo and she doesn't confess because of fear of rejection. Things get worse when reader *thinks* she sees him flirting and tries distancing herself and wallow a bit. So maybe at the end either something happens and Gojo confesses (in his own emotionally constipated way) ooorrr Shoko *helps* out a bit by having a talk with good 'ol Gojo (or both *wink*). Either way, you take this idea, turn it, twist it, do whatever your magical talented self wants with it and you have all the love from me (you have it nevertheless ^^). Thank youu

Misunderstandings Can Often Be Helpful {Gojo Satoru}

A/n: thank you for requesting, I hope you like it

Pairing: Gojo x fem!reader

Trigger Warnings: none

Everyone who knew Gojo in a relatively more personal level could see it. Geto leaving hurt him. His wounds were still fresh and bleeding but he was now the strongest. Alone. The word didn't even feel right, refering to himself as the strongest when he had been so used to saying "we" since Geto was supposed to be always there with him. His best friend. His one and only.

But life went on and soon a new student was announced. With the only exception that you were no regular student. After the arrival of Yuta in Jujutsu Tech, Gojo had naturally expected you to be more around the first years age. The shock on his face when he learnt that you were just a few years younger than him would forever remain imprinted on your meomory... and on paper since Shoko managed to take a picture of him.

When the principal told him about you, Gojo expected to see someone with no abilities whatsoever. He knew of course that you were almost on the same level as him power-wise and from Yaga's sayings, you had no idea how to control your powers. It went without saying that he had been assigned to be your teacher since he not only was the only one who overpowered you but because he was the only one knowledgeable enough to help you understand and control your powers. That was what he told Shoko anyways.

What he didn't expect however was to get his ass kicked both physically and mentally. And all that on your first day there as well.

"Whoah, were are you going?" He quickly stood up, stretching his back. The last kick you had given him behind the knees had been enough to make him realise that turning off his limitless was a wrong decision.

"To get some water, I assumed we were taking a break? You seemed really friendly with the floor." You opened the door, ready to walk out.

"Do you usually assume a lot of things?"

"It appears as such. I assumed you were stronger in physical combat."

Now that was a hit below the belt. Apart from Geto and occasionally Shoko, no one ever had the balls to call him... weak. Gojo Satoru wasn't weak. He was the strongest!

"Damn that would have looked great on camera..." Shoko shrugged, blowing out the smoke from her cigarette.

"Are you kidding me? I don't even have time to respond! It's one sarcastic comment after another!" Gojo chuckled before shouting a 'time out' for the first years.

After that day, Shoko took a great liking in you, mostly because Gojo seemed to be getting gradually better emotionally. In fact, she went to properly meet you the very next day. And the rest was history.

You and Gojo were the only reasons why she would stay up late in her office, waiting for your training session to end, just so she can catch up with all the latest gossip brought by none other than the new strongest duo.

But Shoko was no fool. Be it after training sessions, after missions or even after some casual nights out with the two of you, she had quickly picked up on the way you looked at Gojo. It wasn't really admiration. Hanging out with his annoying ass had brought your ego to the same level as his. It wasn't the expected teacher-student dynamic either. That had long been gone after you managed to give him a black eye (accidentally obviously) during your early days of training.

It was something else, something she could say was a developing crush on the world's most annoying human being. But it was fun seeing it. Gojo knew your favourite drink by heart and would order it for you before you could even open your mouth. You would slightly blush when he would pass it on to you after the waiter mistaking it for his order. On extremely rare occasions she would catch your apologetic expression as you brought him to her office after landing him a hit that wasn't supposed to hurt him at all. Not to mention how she would notice you looking at him during your breaks. Yes, that was what sealed the deal for her.

The only problem was... Shoko knew Gojo and most importantly, she knew the reputation that surrounded him and if not the reputation then... the crowds of women. Not to be mistaken though, Geto was surprisingly far more popular with women back when Gojo and him were teens.

"You're here alone? That's a new one." She patted Maki's back, signaling for her to leave as Gojo entered the office.

"Yeah well... y/n left right after practice ended." He groaned and laid down on the cold metal bed Shoko had. "She did strain her leg though so I don't know why she refused when I offered to take her to you."

Shoko's alarms went off. You, refusing help from none other than Gojo Satoru? The guy you had a crush on for the last year now? Sure, there had been a few times here and there when you refused to help each other out of pure banter but at the end of the day, both of you walked into her office together.

"What's with that smile?" Gojo raised the left side of his blindfold just to side eye Shoko. "It's creepy."

But Shoko's life had just gotten a new meaning because the very next day she was ringing the doorbell of your apartment. She knew it was Saturday, you didn't have any missions and no practice time with Gojo so this was the perfect time to learn what had happened the night before.

Shoko wasn't someone who liked gossip. Scratch that: she wasn't someone who liked to work in order to learn the latest gossip. To his credit though, Geto always brought her something juicy. With him now gone, she was counting on you and Gojo.

"It's... 8 in the morning... what are you doing here? Why are you even up so early?" You let out a yawn and stepped aside to let her walk in your apartment.

"I need to know everything." She removed her shoes and her coat. "And when I mean everything, I mean even the tiniest bit of sweat that ran down Gojo's exposed forehead that made you not come to my office yesterday." With an air filled with nonchalance, Shoko took the ashtray you had bought specifically for her and walked towards your balcony. She knew you didn't like the smell of smoke in your house. "Come on! I need words coming out of your mouth sweetheart!"

You would have made up an excuse. Shoko knew you would, she could practically see it forming in your head but she knew you weren't going to say it. Because she was your best friend and you were hers and in the past year, the two of you had shared more secrets with each other than she had with anyone else. Yaga's hemorrhoids? You had discussed that in your first week there. Yuta's crush on Maki? Been there, said that.

"Um... I just... does he have a girlfriend?"

"No? Why?"

"Because... like..." And then you finally caved in, taking the closest chair and placing it next to the one Shoko was sitting on. "Two days ago, after we had returned from our mission, I filled in the paperwork and as I was heading to Yaga's office I saw him talking to a woman... and she seemed both serious and flirty?"

"How did she look like?" Shoko asked a little hesitantly, hoping you weren't talking about the one she thought you were talking about.

"Tall, blonde hair, she was holding a helmet."

Her assumptions had been correct. "Yuki? Tsukumo Yuki?" She turned to look at you with wide eyes and a cigarette that was hanging so loosely from her fingers that could fall in any moment. When you didn't respond, Shoko bursted out laughing. "Are you shitting me? Yuki is a special grade sorcerer. She would never... god... anyways, I have to go to the office."

That was a lie. Shoko wasn't going to the office.

Conveniently enough, yours and Gojo's apartment were as close as a fifteen minute walk so when she finally reached the fifth floor of his flat, she wasn't breathless.

"If you don't confess to that poor girl in the next hour, I will personally call her and tell her that her contact name in your phone is love. With a red heart."

"It's almost nine in the morning what are you doing here? Why are you even up so early?" He let out a yawn but unlike you, he didn't let her in so Shoko just pushed her way in. "No matter the case, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh you do. You have bought her kikufuku over a thousand times. Kikufuku that were meant for you!"

"I am a person who likes to share." Gojo leaned against the kitchen bar.

"He is lying." The old lady that he had hired to clean his house on Saturdays spoke, walking out of his bathroom. "He keeps following me while I clean and talks about her. I even sent her a gift on her birthday since aparently I know her better than her own mother."

Shoko's eyes widened at the sound of this new information and it wasn't long before she started throwing the apples on the kitchen counter at Gojo.

It took Gojo three minutes to put on some nice clothes and he could swear that if Shoko was tall enough to reach him, she would be dragging him to your house by his ear.

"What's-"

"Have fun!" Shoko pushed Gojo inside your apartment and before both of you could protest, she closed the door and glued her ear on it so she could listen to every single word, every single comma said between the two of you.

"How's your leg?" He asked. If anyone were to grade him right now, maybe he could get a D- for the effort.

"I'll live."

"Um... so..."

Was he nervous? Gojo Satoru, nervous. Let me rephrase that: Gojo Satoru was nervous while talking to a woman?

"You have made huge progress this past year. And I appreciate that we..."

The truth was that not even Satoru himself knew why he was so nervous. He had performed this speech for months in front of his mirror even though he knew how unlike himself this was. Gojo Satoru never rehearsed love confessions because he never needed any. The girls confessed to him, not the other way around.

"We?"

"Please calm down a little. I am trying to remember the highlighted part at the corner of the page."

No, he hadn't written anything down. Hell, he had never even completed one rehearsal of this supposed love confession. But humour came naturally to him; it was the only way Gojo knew when it came to dealing with stressful situations. Especially after Geto left.

"I am glad we are the strongest um... together."

"Sure." You brushed it off, unaware of the amount of effort this poor guy was putting into confessing.

"Great, I'll pick you up at 7."

"For what?"

"Our date?"

"What date?"

"The one I am taking you on because I just confessed and this is what couples do?" A small pause followed and Gojo could practically feel the sweat staining his forehead even though he wasn't really sweating. "No?"

"8 works better."

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[jujutsubaby]

after hours (part 2)

☆ pairing: satoru gojo x afab!reader, toji fushiguru x afab!reader ☆ summary: you update your friends and they cannot believe what happened between you and toji. but one of you friends, satoru gojo, is acting weirder than usual...could it be? nooo, nooo, it can't...right? ☆ warnings: 18+! MINORS DNI! dirty talk, implied power dynamic, sexual tension ☆ tags: modernAU, academiaAU ☆ a/n: sorry for the lack of smut but i swear it'll be worth in the next part 😈 but hope you enjoy the love triangle between toji, gojo, and y/n that's forming! spoiler alert: there miiiight be a potential three way coming soooon ~ ahaha i don't wanna say anything 🤭 🖤🤍 series masterlist 🤍🖤

"NO. FUCKIN'. WAY...", shoko gasps, jaw open, as you tell her about what happened last night with toji over a matcha latte with oatmilk. you take a sip, savoring the earthy, bitter beverage, and give shoko a serious look.

you, shoko, and your friends always grab beverages from cafe amanai every morning, serving as a meeting point for everyone's busy lives. usually, it's used to air out mild inconveniences, from poor grades to missing keys, but today, it is being used to dissect what the hell happened between you and toji last night, to your obvious dismay.

"yeah, and now i'm getting dinner with him and megumi and going to his parent teacher conference." you say, looking slightly distraught, as you contemplate the ramifications of hooking up with your extremely attractive neighbor. "was this a bad idea?"

"was what a bad idea?"

you and shoko whip around to find satoru gojo strolling to your table, wearing his signature black round glasses and unruly white hair. he glides down in the seat next to you, literally butting his head into the conversation.

you sigh deeply and slowly sink your head onto the table surface, knowing full well that once satoru gets up to speed, he's never going to shut up about it. "ohhhh satoru, don't make me say it again..." you whine.

"let's wait until suguru comes back from flirting with the barista to tell them. i don't wanna update them twice." shoko kindly offers, patting your head and softly running her fingers through your scalp.

your head shoots up the minute your hear about suguru flirting. according to satoru, suguru never drank coffee until the day riko complimented his bangs, and ever since then, suguru would do everything in his power to stop by cafe amanai and order a latte. in the process, you, shoko, and gojo got unbearably perplexed at the idea of the suguru geto, the hoity-toity moral compass of the group, having a crush, on not just anyone, but the cafe owner, and everyone's favorite barista: the gorgeous, raven-haired riko amanai. you all really try to be subtle, everyone craning their necks in unnatural directions, trying to decipher what embarrassingly awful one-liner suguru was going to say to riko instead of just asking her out.

"can you guys not embarrass me for just one day at this place? just one. it's all i'm asking for." suguru says sorely, popping out from the opposite direction of where you all were staring, startling everyone into mumbled apologies ("i wasn't even looking", "had to stretch my neck after benching 300", "i don't even care about you and riko").

"anyway, now tell us...what's the bad idea?" gojo prods, grinning at the excitement of restarting the gossip session. oh my god, why is he so nosy?

"i mean, okay, it's complicated so don't judge me and i really don't know how it happened but-" you start, before shoko cuts you off.

"y/n fucked our hot neighbor, toji. remember him? the one i was telling you about that probably is a gigolo-"

"shoko, he is NOT a gigolo! stop saying that about him!" you say irately. "he probably has...some respectable job that...is classified or...something", you defend, trying your hardest to defend toji in front of your friends. why were you so keen on defending this guy after one random hookup?

"the one who's son you BABYSIT for?!" suguru yells incredulously a bit too loudly, that results in your shooting daggers at him. "y/n, you have to know this is some fucked up power dynamic thing, right? he's paying you to babysit his son. there's no way what you're doing will end well." suguru chastises, scrunching his eyebrows in genuine concern.

"so about that..." you start, realizing just now how idiotic you're about to sound admitting that he has not paid you for the past week and decide to pivot. "it's just babysitting, suguru, okay? chill, it's not that serious."

"also, he hasn't paid her at all last week." shoko states nonchalantly. you give her a crestfallen look, wishing she had said quite literally anything but that.

satoru, who had been suspiciously silent up until now, roars in laughter hearing this, while suguru groans. "wait hold on. you're telling me people pay him to be a gigolo but you're giving him that pussy for free?" satoru says in between breaths, clearly finding your predicament more than amusing.

"i'm going to kill you guys." you say, rubbing your temples, already trying to remedy the headache at bay.

"poor y/n," shoko teases, "she's not ready to be a step-mom." she chuckles as you narrow your eyes at her. "kidding!" she smiles, with her hands up, feigning any remorse. everyone, including youself, start laughing lightly at the situation you're in, and you notice shoko's eyes widen with excitement and warmth as she sees utahime walk into cafe amanai. "utahime!" she waves, catching utahime's attention. utahime darts over to your table and plops next to shoko, and do something that shocks satoru and suguru to their core. aww, look, they're kissing! oh wait no, they're fully making out. oh, they should get a room.

"excuse me?!" gojo, who is so baffled by the sight in front of him that his sungalsses are completely off, says.

shoko and utahime break out of their short kiss, and utahime narrows her eyes at satoru as if he was a pest (you have to admit, he sometimes is), seemingly annoyed by his intrusion. "oh umm, this is utahime, as you guys know. um, she and i are dating. that's all." shoko taciturnly says. "anyway, we have to go, now." she turns to you. "i'll see you at home and you better tell us everything." you laugh and nod, standing up to give utahime a quick hug before they left.

you turn around to two stunned faces, as you explain to them that shoko and utahime had been dating for over a month now, and that they did not tell either of them because, well, they were both a bit obnoxious, especially together.

"just because you're right doesn't mean i'm any less shocked!" suguru says, eyes still wide and processing the fact that one of his best friends was dating someone and he had no clue. "okay, i actually don't even have time to process this right now. i have to make copies for the class i'm TA-ing for." suguru says, as he quickly throws his untouched cup of coffee into the trash and speeds out. "see ya." he waves before he speeds out of the cafe.

you sigh tiredly, knowing that whenever you're alone with satoru, things get...a bit weird. you guys are friends, of course, but you would be lying if you said you didn't feel the tension in the air abruptly change slightly when it was just you two. there were plenty of times when you went over to satoru's and played video games or drank beers like the old school friends you were, but it would always end veeery touchy feely (like the time you fell asleep with your head on his lap or that one time he said it would be a good idea to cuddle "for warmth" because the heat was broken).

but this was just because you guys were like, super super good friends, though...right? in any case, you knew for a fact you and satoru were not into each other because you both fooled around with other people, so case closed.

"so...how was it?" satoru asks, with a stupid grin on his face. you can sense he's about egg you on about something you did not want to talk about, but you decide to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"how was what?" you say, shifting in your seat slightly and playing with your fingers. you take a sip of your lukewarm matcha as you turn to look at satoru.

"how was the sex with toji?" satoru clarifies. you almost choke on your matcha, but quickly regain your composure.

"wouldn't you like to know, lover boy." you say, slightly annoyed and yet bemused why satoru would even ask that question. ugh, why does he even care? can't he let this go? he was the one making fun of you the most about this anyway!

"woah, okay sorry for trying to make sure you at least had fun before you made a bad decision with some broke dude who doesn't have a real job." satoru says, raising his hands defeat and putting his sunglasses back, obscuring his bright blue eyes that always made you wish you could stare at them forever. wait, what?

"he allegedly doesn't have a job, okay. and also, being a gigolo, allegedly, is still a job." you say, once again baffling yourself as to why you're feeling so defensive of toji, especially more so in front of satoru. why is he being so weird about this? you've told him about guys you've slept with before and he barely even cared.

"what are we? in court?" he snorts, shaking his head slightly in amusement.

"why do you care?" you accuse, finishing up the last sips of your matcha before setting the cup down and anxiously playing with your fingers.

"i don't care...i just..." satoru trails off, as if thinking about what he wants to say next carefully. "i just wanna make sure he's treating you well, that's all."

"well, if you must know, we didn't have sex." you respond, your heart beating a bit faster as you're borderline talking about raunchy activities in public.

"whadcha guys do?," satoru asks shamelessly.

at this point, you're so over satoru's bullshit. "he ate me out okay! what other personal stuff do you want to know about me? how would you feel if i asked you how many times a day you jerk off, huh? not so amusing now is it?!"

"did you cum?" he asks. his smile is beaming and he's holding back a chuckle, as he enjoys seeing you getting all riled up because of him. he knows he's pushing your buttons, but he just can't stop. it's too fun. and you look too cute when you're angry at him.

"you're so fucking unbelievable!" you spit, as you abruptly get up and grab you empty cup of matcha and your bag, heading towards the exit. entering the bustling city, you see satoru catching up to you in your peripheral and walk even faster to the crosswalk, but not fast enough. satoru catches up from behind easily and places his hands on your shoulder, as you whip around and give him a death glare.

"what do you want?!" you ask irately.

"umm...i'm your ride to class, remember?" satoru says sheepishly, flashing you a grin.

could this get any worse? you roll your eyes. he is correct, and technically you could take the bus but it'll make you too late for your class, and walking is just out of the question. you sigh in annoyance. "where's your car?"

the walk to satoru's porche is short, but within that time, you both manage to make up as you always do. such is the waves your guys' relationship rides: daunting when it happens, but calm once the storm passes over. by the time you're at satoru's car, you both are laughing hysterically.

"fuck off! no way suguru said that to riko!" you exclaim, responding to satoru telling you that suguru responded to riko's "good morning" with the biography of his barber who cuts his bangs.

"his ass folds so easily when it comes to his bangs," satoru says as he turns on the ignition and starts driving. satoru thinks about the first time he met suguru and how they got into a minor argument because his bangs were the first thing satoru noticed. satoru's mind wanders, and he thinks about the first thing he noticed about you: your smile and laughter. the way you tuck your hair behind your ears whenever you get anxious, the way you play with the ends of your hair when you're flirting and you think you're being subtle, the way your nose scrunches when you're concentrating deeply, and especially the way you, without fail, always fall asleep leaning against him during movie nights.

"hey, y/n," satoru starts softly, "you busy tonight? thinkin' we study for our final next week and maybe watch a movie. have you watched saltburn yet?"

"ohmygod i haven't but i really want to!" you say excitedly, thinking about how shoko has been begging you to watch that movie since it came out. wait, parent teacher night. you frown. "oh wait actually, i'm not free tonight, but let's do tomorrow?" you offer sweetly, praying satoru for once is not nosy enough to ask what you're doing instead tonight.

"whatcha doing instead tonight?" he asks without skipping a beat.

"...i'm babysitting tonight." it's not use lying at this point, but you know it's embarrassing to say you're getting dinner with his son and going to a parent teacher conference.

"oh right, the thing you do for free now", satoru says, rolling his eyes. he could egg you on and press your buttons again. he hasn't decided if he will again just yet.

you decide to change the subject, not wanting to start yet another argument with him. "anyway, you wanna head to the barcade tomorrow before the theater to get drinks and hang? i think shoko and utahime are coming and they said something about inviting suguru, too" you ask, knowing full well what his answer will be.

"how could you fucking ask me that? how could you ask me if i want to go to the only barcade in this city after what fucking happened to me the last time i went there?!" he accuses you. you sense the irateness of his voice, knowing full well this is how he gets whenever you bring up the local barcade with him.

basically, earlier this summer, the four of you went to the flashing new barcade that opened downtown, thinking you would all have a couple drinks and play some arcade games. according to satoru -- you and shoko were, at the time, dry heaving in the bathroom from one too many AMFs (satoru's idea) -- some guy came in with his kid (you still didn't really believe this part because how was a kid allowed in a bar?) and not only "bullied satoru" (satoru's words), but also made off with his drink and tickets. you still aren't really sure what the big deal is, but you find it funny, nontheless, seeing satoru still get sour about that barcade.

"geez, sorry, i didn't know you were still upset about it." you say, raising your hands and eyebrows in defeat.

"i literally talk about it once a day in the group chat. i was finally gonna get you that jigglypuff plushie you always wanted with those tickets!" satoru confesses, and you almost feel a bit bad for him. almost.

"well, you can try again tomorrow night then", you wink, before satoru pulls up in front of the building where your class is. you hear satoru humph in defeat, and you know you'll see him tomorrow night at the barcade. you thank satoru for the ride, but right before you close the door, he calls out your name.

"hey y/n also, sorry 'bout earlier at the cafe.", he says (he doesn't sound sorry at all, you think. this is definitely a ruse to say something stupid), "but i needed to tell you something before you left. the answer is two but if i'm bored, probably three."

you stare at him blankly. what was he on about? "what?" you say, perplexed.

"it's how many times i jerk off in a day. just thought i should let you know since you asked," he says, with a cheeky smile on his face. cue something stupid! bingo!

"bye satoru." you say immediately, closing the door of his porch and crossing the street. god, satoru was one of the most annoying people you knew. why does your face feel so hot?

you try really hard not to think about what satoru just said, knowing he was just being his usual cheeky self. satoru touches himself twice a day? when does he do it? in the morning? who does he think of? does he think of you? what the fuck, y/n -- think about something else? remember you came all over toji's face?

woah, okay. that was a lot, even for you. you have no idea where that thought came from, and you're pretending like it never happened. you're pretending like your panties aren't getting damp thinking about satoru's flushed face and his large fingers reaching down and grasping his hard, veiny -

your thoughts are interrupted by a text on your phone:

toji: see ya soon, pumpkin. wear somethin' nice for me, yeah? ;)

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Hello! This is my first time ever asking for a request 😭 I’m pretty shy but id like to request GetoxF!reader with smut where the reader is a new student/strong sorcerer and catches Getos attention

Weak to Sunshine

Hi anon! I love this idea sm 😌 okay technically I like anything with Geto but that’s beside the point.

Notes: F!reader, both Geto and reader are teachers and oblivious, Geto is mean at first but dw it’s just because he’s a little dumb, smut, oral (f receiving), light fluff, cocky attitudes lead to porn.

Geto wasn’t easy to surprise, but your sheer power was amazing. He’d prefer not to be on the receiving end of it ever again.

He was aware there was a new teacher and he didn’t go out of his way to welcome you the way others Gojo did.

When you tried to say hello to him in the hallway he acknowledged you with a grunt and nothing else. Gojo told you he was too grumpy all the time, that it probably wasn’t anything you did. So you still made sure to include him, inviting him to the activities you often did with Shoko and Gojo, saving space for him at lunch.

It wasn’t that he hated you or anything- quite the opposite. You had a sunshine personality, a soft demeanor and made students feel good about themselves, you were naturally caring. He valued people like that and found it adorable admirable.

But he didn’t understand why you were there. He had yet to see you spar (if he went outside once in a while he would see you training the kids every day) and you didn’t exude power the way other sorcerers did. If he wasn’t aware ahead of time, he would never have thought you were a sorcerer. So Geto, as nice as you seem and pretty as you were (wait, pretty?), didn’t think you could teach the students enough to be helpful- do you really belong there? And when Shoko was telling him he should be nicer to you, that every time you were around he grew quiet, he voiced his concerns. After all it was only Shoko.

Or he thought it was.

You went looking for her, intending to see if she wanted to get lunch together and you heard her voice down the hall.

You swear you weren’t eavesdropping. You knocked on the door frame but the pair didn’t acknowledge you, and when you walked inside you immediately wished you hadn’t.

“All I’m saying is if she can’t be valuable to the kids or the school then she shouldn’t be here. Her energy is so weak, she couldn’t overpower a first year. Seems pretty reliant on Gojo too. What use does the school have for someone that can’t train them? All she ever does is smile like a puppy, she makes the kids happy but do they even take her seriously?”

“She goes out just as often as Gojo for the hard curses. She picks up your slack and your missions, always saying she doesn’t mind helping out since you refuse to go anywhere. She can repress her energy dipshit. That’s mean Suguru, even for-” Shoko didn’t get to finish her sentence.

“So that’s what you think of me?” You could hear your voice crack. “You hate me because you think I’m weak? You really think I’m nice because I can’t do anything else?”

“Look I’m just trying to say…”

“I fucking heard what you said, you got your panties in a bunch because I know how to repress my energy! That’s pathetic. It’s not your job to evaluate my attitude or my work performance when I’m the one doing your shit on top of mine you lazy ass. What do you do all day while I risk my life to do your job for you?” Shoko decided it would be best to back away slowly. Standing in the doorway behind you was safer than between two angry sorcerers.

Gojo ended up standing beside her when he heard the commotion- you were both lucky the students weren’t around right now.

Geto’s fists clenched at his sides where he stood in an attempt to calm himself, “You have no idea what Gojo and I have done for this school, you have no right to call me-”

“Heyyy buddy maybe you shouldn’t-” Gojo went unheard and Shoko just put a hand in front of him to let you two work it out. If he intervened it only made you look like you couldn’t handle yourself.

“Oh fuck Gojo, you know he has nothing to do with this! You’re using him as a crutch for your excuses-”

“Oh so that’s it? It makes sense now. You’re fucking Gojo, no wonder he thinks so highly of you, or maybe lowly of you, I’m not in your bedroom.”

That’s when all hell broke loose. You made a strangled noise in the back of your throat and tried to hold back your tears. You wanted to hit him, it would’ve been more satisfying.

“Fuck you, Geto.” Instead, you raised your hand out from your body and blasted him through the wall of his classroom and into the courtyard. For the first time in a long time, you were happy it was pouring rain.

Once again Gojo and Shoko were ignored, you stomped past them and left for your office. You were gone before Geto could see your tears. You were sick of everyone treating you like that; being able to control your energy output was an advanced skill that most people didn’t have. You were strong. There was more to your life than being a sorcerer, being in control was an advantage to maintaining that.

And more than anything you were hurt. A little humiliated that the person you really liked thought you were a floozy and not to mention it was more than obvious he didn’t care to know you. What he actually thought of you hurt the most. You didn’t expect him to like you the way you liked him, but you at least wanted to be friends.

Shoko shook her head and went back to work, “Karma.”

“Oof- that’s gonna hurt for a few days!” Gojo approached Geto sitting in the rain and mud.

“Shut up Satoru.”

“Hmm nope! That was kinda mean of you but damnnnn she threw you like thirty feet. For someone so short she’s got a lot of fire in her.” Gojo wasn’t one to contain his teasing, this wasn’t an exception. If anything it was a golden opportunity to make fun of him for years to come. He took several selfies, some with a peace sign and they all had Geto’s soaked, irritated face. “Oh by the way, we’re not fucking. She’s cute buuuut not my type, and I’m not her type either. She has feelings for, well maybe not now, someone else; it’s much more of a brother/sister type of thing. So there’s no need to be jealous.”

Jealous? “I’m not jealous!” But who the hell did you have feelings for?

“That’s exactly what a jealous person would say! You should probably apologize if you want her to talk to you ever again, though you’ll be lucky is she does.” He waved and left Geto on his own, he’d be fine.

Since then you’ve avoided him. When you couldn’t, you ignored him. When you had to speak of him you were back to calling him Geto. You no longer tried to say hello or talk to him (it was nice of you, though he always gave you vague responses). You didn’t invite him to things. Actually, you didn’t go out or eat lunch with your friends at all these days. Always saying you felt sick or tired, letting them drag you places but staying home otherwise. Your insecurities were getting the best of you because even though you had no proof, what if the others didn’t actually see you as a teacher? What if they thought you were as weak as Geto did? Maybe not Shoko or Gojo, but you were careful with your own cursed energy, had been since you were a teenager. Much like Gojo’s infinity, it was second nature.

At first he thought you were being ridiculous. By week nine he was trying to actively engage with you. To no avail.

The break room was cold, the spaces you used to be were empty and he found himself missing your warm disposition, who’d thought he’d miss you calling his first name excitedly inviting him to sit with you guys. His friends didn’t mention you and when he tried to ask why you weren’t sitting with them, they gave him a dirty look. Gojo sighed, “Ah. She doesn’t really do lunch these days, at all anymore.”

Shoko enjoyed adding some guilt, rubbing salt into the wound. “She chose to step back so you could hang out with your best friends because ‘you were here first.’ She sits in her office alone and refuses to let us take her out after work unless we drag her. The students know she’s unhappy too, you should be grateful she hasn’t said anything like a professional because those kids would eat you alive- especially the first years. If they found out you’re the reason she’s putting in a transfer request for Kyoto they’d be devastated. All she’s said to us is that she wants to start fresh and act more professional- that she wants to be someone taken seriously like everyone else- except for Gojo. No one takes him seriously.” Gojo’s protest was background noise to Geto. “She looked up to you Suguru, she tried to be your friend and get to know you. Still she doesn’t bad mouth you even though it’s justified, she hasn’t even blamed you- she’s serious about it.”

“I figured she was just busy…” You looked up to him? He thought you were friendly but he must not have been paying enough attention, you wanted to know him. Him. Guilt flooded him like a tsunami.

“Clearly you thought wrong.” Shoko snapped at him and the rest of their lunch was silent.

Enough was enough, he needed to find a way to make it up to you. Fuck, he missed you.

So he tried to say hi to you every day.

You only nodded at him to be polite in front of others, professional.

He brought you fresh coffee to your now dreary classroom before you ran off to your office. When had you taken your colorful posters down? Where did your little desk ornaments go?

it went untouched.

Every attempt was denied.

It wasn’t until you were stuck in your office far past after hours, waiting out the rain that just wasn’t letting up- that he was able to talk to you.

He was finally able to leave and he was happy to but he noticed your office light was on.

Right, you don’t drive and everyone, including Ijichi already left; you wouldn’t bother him even though he’d happily come get you. (You happened to be one of his favorites.)

He knocked on your door and got no response, so he opened the door to check if you were actually there.

Oh god, you were. But you were asleep at your desk. He closed the door behind him and crouched down at your side. He knew he was tall, waking you up standing over you wasn’t a good way to start a conversation. “Hey, c’mon you can’t sleep here.” He kept his voice low and was gentle when he nudged your shoulder and rubbed your arm.

You mumbled something he couldn’t understand before blinking your eyes open and looking at him. “You gotta go home, your desk can’t be comfortable.” It was the first time you looked at him in weeks, he hated the dark circles under your eyes that weren’t as bright as they used to be- how they should be.

“Whatever. You can’t tell me what to do. And not that’s it’s any of your business since we’re professionals, but I am staying here.” You hid a yawn behind your hand and sat upright, rubbing the crick in your neck did little to soothe the ache.

Geto wasn’t good at apologizing but with the way you avoided him like it plague it was now or never. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said any of that. Everyone thinks you’re a great teacher. Shoko said you’re trying to transfer to Kyoto, but you just got here.”

You wanted to ignore him again, you wanted to throw him out of your office and sleep on your couch with the throw blanket you were grateful you kept on the back cushions. But he struck a nerve and your lip wobbled, “Doesn’t matter. You said it yourself people don’t take me seriously here, if I go to Kyoto they won’t think I’m a pushover there. It’ll open up a job for someone else who can help better than I can.” You were doing everything you could to hold yourself together, going as far as wrapping your arms around your midsection for comfort. “Thanks for apologizing but you said your piece and I said mine so can you go? I really just want to sleep right now.”

“I was wrong. You’re not a pushover. I don’t let people in easily and I took you for granted and then I got jealous and lashed out.” Ah shit, he said too much. But if being honest might get you to stay then he might as well go for it.

“Jealous?” You sounded so small and tired- it hurt his heart.

“I thought…” he tipped his head back with a groan. “You can make fun of me if you want after this, it’s dumb and not my business anyway. But I thought you were interested in Gojo and it irritated me. The more I saw you two together the more I wanted to block you out-” he stopped when we started giggling. Your tears spilled over and he didn’t know if you were crying because you were laughing or not. “You could’ve at least waited until I left I room to laugh but I suppose I deserve it.”

You shook your head and tried to get yourself under control. “No- no it’s not that. You’re just an idiot, I was-” you had to take another few breaths before you started giggling again. “I was hanging out with Shoko and Gojo so much because we’re friends and they knew I had feelings for you. Oh god this is hilarious.”

He pulled your hand into his, “You really mean that?”

You nodded and finally regulated your breathing. It was enough for him. He leaned up and kissed you.

Your surprised squeak made him smile against your lips and then you were kissing him back. You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned into him more- when you broke apart he was holding your face in his hands and wiping away your remaining tears. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry for being an ass. I’m sorry you were the one picking up my slack and I’m sorry I made you stop smiling- I really miss your smile.”

“Really?” The upturn of your lips, though not a full smile, already made him feel warmer than he had in weeks.

“Really, it’s like sunshine. You look like you haven’t been sleeping for a while though, you’re a little zombie.”

You snorted a little laugh, it made him smile. “I’ve been working on ways to improve my teaching and looking for apartments in Kyoto. Do you know how hard it is to find an apartment in Kyoto on a teacher’s salary? It’s hard to relax.”

“Poor baby,” you could tell he wasn’t mocking you, he really felt bad and wanted to make it better. He stood and lifted you onto your desk- the change of position made you dizzy. How did he do that so fast? “How about you stop looking for apartments and I’ll make it up to you.” He kissed both of your cheeks before trailing them down your jaw and neck.

It lit you on fire, “Make it up to me?”

“Yeah baby, I’ll make it up to you good.” His hand laid on your upper thigh and gently started pushing your skirt up. “This okay? I’ll stop no problem if you want.”

You were already squirming for him. A tall, strong man you had feelings for, who you just made up with, who could crush you like a grape was between your legs and wanted to make it up to you. Why would you ever say no? “Please don’t stop?” You sounded more desperate than you’d like but it spurred him on.

“Hold on to me.” You did as he asked; he picked you up, sat you on the couch and got on his knees in front of you.

“What’re you doing I thought-” oh god.

He lifted your skirt to your waist and massaged along your thighs until he reached the edge of your panties, he played with the lace and looked up at you for permission with his blown pupils, he needed you so badly.

You nodded at him to continue and he was fast. You barely had to lift your hips before you were bare, Geto spread your legs and you had a flash of insecurity.

“Fuck you’re so pretty down here, so wet f’me.” He looked entranced by the sight of you. Insecurity waved.

He didn’t hesitate to hold your thighs in place and duck his head to give the first hint of pleasure to your clit, he moaned almost louder than you did. You heard him mutter something like “fuck” before he attacked himself to your cunt, eating like he’d been starved his entire life.

It was embarrassing how fast you were on the edge, you tried to push his head back but he growled. “God, m’already worked up. Gonna cum too soon.” Your face was red from the stimulation and the mortification.

“Not too soon-” he got distracted and went back to eating you out until you nudged him again. “I want it, s’mine, let me have it. Need to feel you cum- fuck ya later I just need to taste you so bad fuck…”

You didn’t disturb him again, he held onto you tighter when you started shaking. He slipped a finger into you and found your sensitive spot. You were so tight and wet for him it was driving him crazy.

“Suguru! Gonna- gonna!”

He didn’t let up at all, insistently licking and sucking your clit, rubbing you perfectly from the inside- you clamped your thighs around his head and came harder than you could ever remember.

The finger withdrew after a minute, letting you ride your orgasm out with something to clench on. His mouth however, didn’t stop. Careful to avoid overstimulating you, he cleaned you up with his own tongue.

Your body was boneless, dead weight and ready to fucking sleep but that wouldn’t be fair. You reached out for him and he held your hand in his clean one. “What’s wrong?”

Your eyes were closed but you just knew he was looking at you concerned. “W’about you?”

It took him a minute to realize what you meant and he chuckled, “No baby, I was making it up to you remember?” You were too tired to remember.

You shook your head and he adjusted your skirt to pull it down. “Let me clean up and I’ll take you home, yeah?”

“Too tired, don’t want y’too leave.”

“I wasn’t gonna leave you alone, you’re coming with me. I got a comfortable bed and a big tub for a soak with your name on it. Hold onto me again, I’ll carry you.”

You held onto him like a koala while he grabbed your purse and coat, draping it over you to keep you warm. The rain finally came to a drizzle, it was good timing on Mother Nature’s part.

After he grabbed his own keys he had you buckled in the passenger seat with the seat heater on blast. He didn’t like that you were shivering.

Geto was more than happy. Not only were you canceling your transfer, you were his now.

In his heart, he knew deep down Gojo was going to tease him relentlessly.

Worth it.

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[riitah]

jjk boyfriend headcanons

featuring:

fushiguro megumi

itadori yuji

geto suguru (*not high school geto, but not villain geto either)

gojo satoru

WORD COUNT: 825

AUTHOR'S NOTE: i was originally gonna put in nanami, but then i sat down to write his and i was like "damn idk anything about this character other than he hates working overtime" 😭😭

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

very "show not tell" with his love for you

hates pda but reluctantly lets you hold hands with him anyway

mutters "i love you" under his breath when he thinks you're asleep (you're not)

his eyes soften when he sees you

beats people up for you

it's so funny when he tries show a little more affection over text because he ends all of his texts with a period

asks nobara for help when the two of you fight

enjoys your company, even if it's just the two of you sitting in silence

secretly likes it when you run your hand through his hair

stares at you a lot

surprisingly touchy in private? like he purposely brushes his hands against yours, hugs you from behind, etc

avoids eye contact and brushes it off when you compliment him (you can see the tips of his ears turning red)

tries not to bother you about his own personal problems but always listens to yours

gets a little jealous when you're giving attention to another guy instead of him

watches the shows you tell him about and tries to get into them

does things you like to do with you even if he hates them

makes you warm soup when you're sick

puts a lot of thought into the gifts he give you, whether it be something symbolic or something he thinks you'd like

remembers every little detail you mention about yourself

puts your life before his own

ITADORI YUJI

loves bombarding you with hugs

usually takes you on dates to places where there are a lot of people

likes taking pictures with and of you

rambles about how amazing you are to his friends

tells his grandpa about you when he visits him :(

sends good morning and goodnight messages every day without fail

absolutely loves cooking for you

buys you guys matching bracelets and keychains

there's something about you falling asleep on his shoulder that makes him so happy

finds something to compliment you about daily

lets you steal his clothes

sometimes he's so oblivious to people flirting with him you want to cry

gets excited about things with you

cries with you when watching sad movies

asks you for a kiss every single day

you can feel your limbs numbing whenever he accidentally falls asleep when you two cuddle and he sleeps like a log so you can't exactly wake him up

pillow fights are a common thing

a very patient teacher when he teaches you how to cook

takes pictures of things he sees that reminds him of you and sends them to you

constantly worries about sakuna hurting you and has thought about distancing himself from you multiple times because of it

GETO SUGURU

wakes you up with forehead kisses. definitely.

opens the car door for you (like the gentleman he is)

gives you handmade gifts that he spent hours on and probably sacrificed sleep for because he wanted them to look perfect for you

likes to tease you (just a little)

pulls you close to his chest when you're crying and comforts you with his sweet words

never lets you talk crap about yourself and will give you a hundred and one reasons as to why you're the complete opposite of how you view yourself if you do

will probably scare anyone who did something to you into giving you a sincere apology (his cursed technique comes in real handy for this one)

whispers sweet nothings in your ear when the both of you are cuddling

gently squeezes your hand when you're nervous

lets you braid his hair

gives you back massages when you're tired and exhausted

cooks for you (breakfast in bed guys)

genuinely encourages and supports you

makes sure you get enough food/water/sleep

shows interest in your interests

will leave you if it was the option that would benefit you the most or hurt you the least

definitely likes to spoil you rotten

will spend thousands of dollars on you even if there's no special occasion

very much a "your wish is my command" kind of guy

also the type of boyfriend to see you struggling to get something from high up and place the thing somewhere even higher

lets you try on his sunglasses and laughs at you when you trip and fall because you can't see anything in them before catching you when your face is literal centimeters away from the ground

enjoys "accidentally" dozing off on you (proceeds to lay his entire weight on your body)

loves it when you praise him

likes laying in your lap while you play with his hair

spoons you every time you guys sleep and refuses to let go in the morning

makes fancy dinner reservations

boasts about you to everyone

sets unflattering/funny photos of you as his wallpaper and lock screen

looks at pictures and videos of you when he's supposed to be working

throws himself onto you whenever he sees you

his hugs crush your ribs

makes you participate in staring contests with him

loves to tease you and see you flustered

says cheesy pick up lines out of nowhere

is always in the background of your video calls

#jjk headcanons #jjk hcs #jjk imagines #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #megumi fushiguro x reader #itadori yuji x reader #geto suguru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #megumi fushiguro headcanons #itadori yuji headcanons #geto suguru headcanons #gojo satoru headcanons

[yuesya]

Yuji takes maybe one and a half steps into the middle of the street before he’s abruptly yanked back by a hand on his collar. He lets out a startled yelp –which is swiftly muffled by another hand clapping firmly over his mouth.

“Quiet,” Kugisaki hisses in his ear. “You’re going to give us away!”

“What do you mean?” Yuji struggles out of his classmate’s death grip, “It’s not like we’re even–”

“Look.”

The pink-haired boy cranes his head in the direction that the demanding girl is insistently pointing towards, crouching behind the nearby table on all fours as both Kugisaki and Fushiguro are currently doing, and squints.

His jaw drops open.

“Is that Geto-sensei?”

Yuji has never seen Geto-sensei wearing anything but the dark blue-black colors of Jujutsu Tech before –but it makes sense that the man would wear casual clothes when he’s off work. Geto-sensei looks quite different in a crisp white shirt and cream-colored blazer, but that’s not the important thing–

What’s important here is the lady that he’s sitting across from and sharing a meal with!

“If you do anything to draw Geto-sensei’s attention to us, I’m never going to forgive you,” Kugisaki says, and Yuji rapidly nods in understanding. He’d never forgive himself if he messed up this opportunity to spy –err, get an actual look at Geto-sensei’s… girlfriend? The two of them were smiling and laughing together, chatting companionably–

Oh. The lady just –she just scooped something up with her fork and… and she’s holding it out to Geto-sensei. And Geto-sensei is eating it!

“Oh my god, Maki-san was right,” Kugisaki shifts, shuffling the colorful shopping bags from various stores over her arms. “Geto-sensei really does have a girlfriend! I can’t believe it! Why would he never say anything about it to us?!”

“Probably because a teacher isn’t obligated to tell their students about their relationships?” Fushiguro says dryly.

Kugisaki rolls her eyes. “Don’t give me that crap, you’re obviously interested in getting a closer look at them, too!”

“Well, excuse me for–”

The three of them abruptly duck under the table when Geto-sensei suddenly glances over in their direction. Luckily, it only seems to be a casual, cursory look, because their teacher then goes back to talking to his girlfriend without any further unexpected movements.

Yuji breathes a sigh of relief, echoed by Kugisaki.

“C’mon, we need to take notes,” Kugisaki says determinedly. “We can get to the bottom of this! We’ll be solving one of the Two Great Mysteries of Tokyo Jujutsu Tech if we can find out who Geto-sensei’s girlfriend is!”

From this angle, it’s hard to get a proper look at the woman. But apparently the two of them are done with their meal, because they stand up together, and the lady turns around–

Tall, is Yuji’s first impression. The lady is really tall for a woman –she’s almost as tall as Gojo-sensei! But her height makes her a perfect fit next to Geto-sensei, who’s equally tall if not slightly taller. She’s willowy and thin, which is the exact opposite of Yuji’s own type that leans towards buxom girls. But he can certainly see what Geto-sensei might see in her; every single movement she makes is graceful in an effortless, almost thoughtless kind of way, which is its own sort of beauty.

Kugisaki squints. “… Do you think she’s a model?”

“Ooh, possibly!” Yuji wouldn’t be surprised; the lady does have the figure of a runway model, more or less. And she’s wearing sunglasses, too, even though it’s the evening. No one wears sunglasses when it’s almost nighttime unless they deliberately want to hide their face! Being a model checks out on that front.

Fushiguro raises a hand to his mouth, thinking. “She might be related to the Gojos. White hair like that isn’t exactly common.”

“Ah. You mean like Mei-san?” Actually, hang on a second. “Wait, are you saying that she’s a sorcerer?”

“No way, definitely not,” Kugisaki shakes her head. “If she was a sorcerer, then we definitely would’ve seen her around the school already! Clearly, Geto-sensei is deliberately keeping her away because she’s a civilian. Besides, how do you know that isn't just hair dye?"

“I don’t know, I’m just not really getting a ‘civilian’ feeling from her…” Fushiguro frowns. “Maybe she works in the private sector like Mei-san, too? That would explain why we haven’t seen her around the school.”

“Hang on, they’re leaving, they’re leaving!” The three of them watch with bated breath as Geto-sensei and his girlfriend walk out of the restaurant together and head down the street, strolling along side by side.

“… C’mon, after them!” Kugisaki grins. “We’ll get to the bottom of this mystery yet.”

#Writing #zenith of stars au #twins au #spoiler alert: they did not get to the bottom of this mystery #finally an addition to the twins au that isn't angst haha

[xuanzangg]

you havent been the same since Geto Suguru left.

you fell into a deep spiral of mixed emotions along with depression. you had locked yourself in for months, ocassionally going outside to take a bath or ask Satoru if they have news about Suguru.

you became the exact opposite of you. you lost your spark, your smile, your brightness, your tenderness, the caring and gentle nature of yours.

it all took one person to burn you out, to bring you down, to make you go through emotions after emotions.

skinny arms, skinny legs, skinny stomach, skinny face and the bags under your eyes tells everything. you havent been doing well.

Shoko and Satoru are worried, Yaga-sensei is worried. Mei-san and Utahime-san are also worried. they cant help you and you wont let them help you.

"i need to take a bath.." you thought to yourself. and you did. you went out of your room, went to the bathroom and took a bath.

you also decided to clean your room, it was full of junks and trash. it smells filthy. as you worked your way through the cleaning, you found a photo of you and Suguru. it was you, holding a cake with the "16" number on it. "oh.. this was when i turned 16.. back in 1st year.." you thought. and he was there beside you, looking at you with those eyes.. those eyes that always, always looked out for you, so tender and gentle look, back when he was still here.

you couldnt help it as tears began to drop from your eyes, remembering the past. you're turning 17 soon and Suguru's not here, he's not here to celebrate it with you. you held the photo to your chest, holding onto it's memories dearly.

it's the year 2016 and you're now doing well than before. now teaching in Jujutsu Tech. you remember how much Suguru wanted to be a teacher.. so you made his dream come true.

but everything changed when Gojo Satoru took in a young boy. a first year named Okkotsu Yuta.

Suguru knew about Yuta and his curse. you know he wanted to take Yuta's curse as his. that's why.. Geto Suguru showed up in Jujutsu Tech one day, declaring a war.

"..how dumb of you, Geto." Geto.. hah, you're not used to it..

"oh my, if it isnt my dearest.. please, do call me using my first name." he coo, wrapping his other arm around your shoulders. you let him be. you didnt mind it.

"it's ridiculous, Suguru." "is it now? i dont think so."

you didnt reply. you looked into his eyes. those eyes.. he still looks at you the same way he used to, years ago. a frown formed on your forehead, "you're dumb. do whatever you want, Satoru will surely deal with you." you removed his arms around your shoulder, you didnt want to be held by him for too long because you know.. right here, right now, if he held you a little more longer, you would go with him. you'd go with him and betray everyone just to be with him again. but you didnt. you tried to control yourself.

but well, time sure flies fast. it's the night of the war, december 24th. shinjuku, tokyo. but it wasnt long when every curse were defeated. Satoru made his way back to the school's grounds, sensing something wrong.

there he was, Geto Satoru figthing Okkkotsu Yuta. clearly, he's going to lose against Yuta. you know he's going to die.

and he did. he lost but didnt die. well, not for long. you saw Satoru and Suguru talking, Suguru has lost his other arm and bleeding. you hurried to him immediately, trying to heal him with your reversed healing technique but, "dont." he stopped you. you wanted to punch him.. ask him why but you couldnt, so you stopped immediately.

"im sorry for leaving you all alone.. i didnt wanna burden you from my thoughts and.. you know, bullshits.." you cant help but cry at his statement. him? a burden? he was never a burden! "you'll never be a burden to me.m you dummy.." you couldnt help but cry, you kneel beside him and hold onto his other arm, begging him to let you heal him but he wont say only kept refusing it.

"satoru.. please let me heal him.." "no, you cant do that, i cant let you do that.." "please..! satoru please..!" you were desperate to heal him but the two of them kept telling you no.

"im sorry.." Suguru whispered to you, his forehead touching yours as his other hand caress your cheek gently.

"i love you, im sorry.."

"atleast curse me a little at the very end.." were Suguru's last words before Satoru finally ends him, along with something thar Satoru whispered as Suguru died.

you held Suguru's body close to yours, it's cold, the warmth he used to have is no longer there, Suguru is no longer there.

yahallo~ it's been so long since i posted a fic here. i've missed the feeling of it. anyways, i've gotten into the jjk fandom and i grew attached to suguru. but well, all i can say is that i love him and he deserves a second chance and fuck you kenjaku.

#jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #getou suguru #gojo satoru #jjk geto #jjk spoilers #geto suguru x reader #jjk suguru #jjk satoru #jjk gojo #jujutsu kaisen gojo #jujutsu kaisen geto

[noroi1000]

Can I request Gojo x reader where they r in highschool and Gojo has a very big crush on reader who is as strong as him and is tall beautiful with long hair. But reader later gets into a relationship with another sorcerer ( gojo and yn classmate you name him) whom she loves. He is also handsome but has black hair and green eyes and personality like Nanami but he also loves reader dearly. Gojo was there when reader confessed her love to that guy and Gojo was heart broken 💔. Reader used to kiss her bf in public, buy him expensive stuff, go on dates etc. When gojo , yn and her boyfriend went on a mission she brutally massacred the curses when they hurt her bf and Satoru was always there just looking at yn with sadness. But then yn 's boyfriend cheats on her like when they graduate high school and become teachers . They break up and Gojo uses this opportunity. You plz continue the story but in the end they get married and r known as the power couple

The tale of the strongest couple

paring: Gojo x reader

words: 1,5k

warnings: angst, broken heart, betrayal

a/n: This is short. Sorry.

(bf/n) - Boyfriend's name

Your hair waved gently in the breeze as blue eyes saw your silhouette. Your body was wrapped tightly around the body of the boy you both went to class with. (Bf/n) was tall, but not as tall as Gojo. You could say they were opposites.

Gojo's hair was snow white, and his eyes were the color of the crystal blue of the sea in which pieces of light were immersed.

And (bf/n)? He had black hair and slightly dark green eyes.

He was like a combination of Gojo's best friend Geto and Nanami.

However, he was different from Nanami and Geto. They both knew you had a place in Gojo's heart. Such a big place that always makes him feel warm in his chest when he sees you. And they are really nice. They make sure that Satoru has a chance to show you that you are important to him. That's why they don't bother.

(bf/n)'s different. He doesn't care that there was always more between you and Gojo. Even if you were friends. Well, he fell in love and then left. Within a year, he already had three girlfriends.

You were his fourth girlfriend. He kept telling you that he loves you and no one else. That you are his only one who makes his life full of love.

Every time Gojo heard that, he thought he would throw up. It was such a well-rehearsed lie.

Gojo had a feeling that he might have you as a girlfriend because he thinks you're pretty, and being with you will bring him a pleasant life. Besides, you're both strong sorcerers.

Only problem was you were stronger than him.

You were so beautiful, you deserved more than he did.

But Gojo he couldn't force you to fall out of love with him.

He couldn't force you to fall in love with him.

Even if he loved you so much.

His hand with flowers for you slowly dropped the bouquet to the ground as you hugged your boyfriend.

The leg of the white-haired man accidentally stepped on a flower whose stem broke. Just like his heart. His smile disappeared.

His eyes were dulled.

He walked away, turning once to see if you noticed him.

You were talking to your boyfriend. You didn't even look where he was standing.

But when he was gone, you looked at the ruined bouquet on the ground.

Shattered like his heart.

You were sorry that Gojo had lost his former glory. He was always able to brighten the atmosphere with a smile when you were going on a mission.

It was different now.

His face was so cold. Devoid of any warmth.

He was filled with indifference and sadness.

Why should he care? You don't love him anyway...

And you won't love him...

Your boyfriend does it for him.

He doesn't have to. You are lucky enough. And you don't need him to smile.

So why should he ever smile again?

What for?

Why should he smile when he can't smile at anyone but himself.

Therefore, his face was not shiny.

So many days since you've been with your boyfriend, his warmth has begun to fade.

Until now when you've been together for a few months, all you could feel from him was a chill that hit someone else every time Gojo was around.

Sad, lonely, unloved by the person he loves.

Even though you've always been so close, being with someone else makes their heart freeze. And the longer it goes on, the more it hurts.

At least he hoped his suffering would end somehow.

Maybe when his heart is frozen to feelings, maybe he'll feel better. When he will no longer be able to instill feelings for someone, especially love. Maybe then his sadness will become less? He just needed that answer. Can he become the least sensitive man in the world to escape his suffering and pain.

He can not.

Because you were more worried about others than yourself.

You protected your boyfriend, and you yelled at him when he wasn't doing anything. He was afraid of several curses.

Gojo never liked anyone arguing. But when he saw you arguing with your boyfriend, he felt like it was good for him.

He watched you move, with a small twinkle in his eye.

You didn't have the techniques he had, but you were powerful.

Your boy was strong, but he had a flaw. He was afraid of curses. And the sorcerer had to be crazy and not so afraid of death to think about it all the time.

The guy who hid behind the woman so as not to get hurt too much... And then went to another room to exorcise the weaker curses.

You and Gojo were left alone.

And he couldn't help feeling the ice crumble. Even though there was still sadness in his eyes that you were focusing more on your boyfriend than him...

He was looking at you instead of curses.

And he heard you screaming his name.

He was still sad. But, he thought he might still have a chance.

His back began to fall backwards and he fell to the ground.

You on his belly, watching as the curse that was attacking was stopped by an invisible barrier.

"Satoru-kun!" You screamed, tugging at his uniform to wake him up.

"(y/n)..." he murmured softly, and looked at you lightly.

He sat up and grabbed your arms lifting you up to hug you.

He put his hands on your back and hugged you.

You didn't mind.

He was your friend.

Besides, he'd been acting weird for so many days.

You must give him some consolation.

"I love you..." he whispered with his lips twitching.

His words have been with you forever. And when you went on dates with your boyfriend, you felt like he was so absent...

Gojo, on the other hand, was a little closer to you.

He smiled more than then.

But you still loved your boyfriend.

And he still had a broken heart that, being frozen in place, still beat only for you.

Until one day your heart froze too.

Especially when your cheek was burning from the slap you received from the boy you thought you loved for a year.

Until he finally showed up next to you with another girl. Hugging and kissing her.

Slapping you in the face as you walked over to him and started yelling at him.

Even though you were stronger than him and could have ended it sooner than he expected, you ran away.

Because a broken heart over betrayal hurts more than any wound.

Your only comfort was your friend who held you all night.

He acted like he'd never heard him confess his love for you. You needed comfort. And you only got it from him.

Your heart has frozen completely.

Your whole strength was so cold. You fought with your might, but there was no pleasant emotion in you.

Your memories weren't nice.

And for the next few years, you would create new ones that would warm your heart.

And the person who did it was none other than Gojo Satoru, whose ice on his heart disappeared the moment he had a chance at your love.

His smile lit up yours.

And at his insistence, you became a teacher at Jujutsu High. To take from the kids some of their happiness that they have.

For so many years your heart has been mended by him.

And his smile made your heart beat to see his happiness.

He acted like you when you were betrayed...

He was sad, he felt that no one was with him.

Because he was heartbroken when you had a boyfriend.

Because he loved you during it...

And he still loves you.

Maybe if you gave him a chance?

Your head was on his chest as you cuddled up to him.

His hand held your head close to him. keeping you comfortable.

"What happened, (y/n)?" He asked calmly, looking at you from behind his blindfold.

"I just..." I muttered, my hands clenching the material around his chest.

"What's wrong? Mochi?" he asked gently.

You liked the way he spoke to you. It was a lovely name.

"I..." you reached for his collar and suddenly pulled him down.

Putting your lips gently on his.

Now you know...

You should have fallen in love with Gojo Satoru from the start.

He has loved you for so many years.

And he took care of you while you took care of others.

You should start writing The Tale of the Strongest Couple from the beginning.

What you started was wrong and painful.

If you had started with life with Satoru, you might have been happiest from the start.

You were now a powerful female sorcerer who is the girlfriend of the strongest sorcerer.

Until one day, some time after that, you felt something hard in the cupcake. And you pulled a diamond ring out of the cream.

#jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #gojo x you #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x y/n #gojo x reader angst #gojo satoru x you

[akatsuki-shin]

The most painful thing about Geto's story for me is seeing his change from the beginning up until the moment before his death.

Probably it's because I watched the flashback in its chronological order (Season 2 Ep. 1-5 --> JJK 0 Movie), so I could get a better view and feels of his transition.

When he was still a student, putting aside all the shenanigans he pulled with Gojo and his other friends, we saw Geto as someone logical and level-headed. He has ethics, morals, and responsibility. To put it simply, if there's someone in that world who understand "with great power comes great responsibility" the most, it would be Geto.

Even after the trauma of witnessing those cult members happily giving standing ovation to Riko's death, he was still level-headed. He was in a dilemma, he was depressed, he started to hate and question "why do I have to protect these people at the cost of my comrades/my own kin?" But he still retained his logics and level-headedness.

Even at the very last seconds before he snapped upon seeing Mimiko-Nanako being tortured by the villagers, he was still trying to speak and explain things to them instead of just instantly went on a rampage on the spot. Had those people not insist on slandering and accusing Mimiko-Nanako, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't explode and massacred the entire village.

To be honest, when I watched the movie, the Geto Suguru who has become a cult leader who hated all non-sorcerers looks like a fake personality to me. Everything he said and did was the exact opposite of all the principles and moral values he used to speak of in the past. Throughout the movie, I kept asking myself "huh, is this really the same person?"

But his "fake personality" here wasn't meant to deceive other people. In fact, for me, I feel like he's actually been deceiving himself into believing that this is indeed the correct path for his life, the one he had chosen, and the one best for him.

Why did I say this? Because actually, even when he was falling into depression and ended up a villain, his true/real personality never actually disappeared.

Geto is a very caring and nurturing person. When asked if he wanted a sweet or savory snacks as souvenir, he didn't think about what he himself wanted but "Oh, I have a friend who likes sweets and he usually gets some, as well, so better get the sweet ones."

Despite already "fixing" himself into the villain role, he still took care of Mimiko and Nanako properly. He was like, what, 17-18 years old when he met them and he actually raised them into fine, healthy, proper young girls — outside of their hatred for non-sorcerers (which was caused by their personal childhood experience, so that's understandable).

And this real personality of his finally came out again near the end of the movie right before he died, when there was only Gojo there with him to listen to him speak about what he'd truly been feeling all this time.

When Geto said there was no way he could truly be happy/smile from the bottom in his heart in this world, IMO it's his most honest feelings. Because no matter which path he took, his internal conflict would never disappear for as long as he lived.

In canon, he took the most extreme way of eradicating all non-sorcerers. But had he not become a villain like this, had he chosen to live "normally," graduating from school, becoming a proper Jujutsu sorcerer, perhaps becoming a teacher with Gojo, his dilemma would persist when watching his comrades and students getting hurt and dying to protect the ignorant non-sorcerers every day.

And I'm sure he has already considered that possibility, as well, at some point before his death.

Geto Suguru isn't the kind of villain who wholeheartedly believed that he is in the right. IMO, he educated Mimiko-Nanako and his family (Miguel cs) into believing in the "justice" of Jujutsu Sorcerer Supremacy more for himself, to convince himself over and over again to stay in the path he already chose to take. Because deep down in his heart, he knew that there are actually other ways he could take — but he is already too far gone to turn around (and it's not like choosing a different route will give a better result because as I've explained above and he himself said, he already knows that there is no way he can truly be happy in this world).

This is a character who only appeared for not even 20 chapters in the manga; he also only got like 5 episodes + 1 movie in the anime. But his depth, background, and personality is that solid and his presence is that strong despite only existing in Gojo's flashback.

Beyond ships and all romantic headcanons out there, to be honest, if there is no Geto Suguru, I think the current Gojo Satoru now would not exist.

Yes, Gojo may still become the strongest sorcerer. Yes, he may still become a teacher and fight for the good purposes.

But he wouldn't have come to that much realization just how rotten the morality, regulations, and bureaucracy in the Jujutsu world is, to the point that he decided to dedicate himself to that extent to raise and nurture a new generation of sorcerers who can bring change to that rotten world.

(Disclaimer: Obviously, this is my personal opinion, so no need to take it as the truth and it's perfectly fine if you think differently. ^^)

#Jujutsu Kaisen #JJK #呪術廻戦 #Geto Suguru #headcanon #analysis #meta #i guess?

[seraphdreams]

bestie Ser, I wanna know if prof!Geto would be down to share reader with prof!Gojo... you got me thinking about double stuffed oreos and idk, it's only fair since they're not as sneaky and quiet as they thought whenever reader stays after class... maybe Geto wants to see her little cunny stretched around another man's cock... for science 🫶

you would think that professor gojo walking in on you being bent over by his colleague would result in some sort of punishment for how loud you’re moaning or how you’re seemingly fucking your teacher but it’s quite the opposite — he’s curious, wants to know how someone like you would sound wrapped around his huge cock and if suguru is really pleasuring you ; it’s not the both of them if there’s no friendly competition . . oh, how they’d spend all of their office hours taking turns in stuffing you full, mocking you for how shaky your legs are getting, how you can’t seem to babble out even a coherent sentence, fucking hell, the way you seem to get tighter and tighter after each session . . you’re starting to become their favorite plaything. all you have to do is keep nice n wet through class so they can defile you right after.

#i think geto’s the type to share #whereas gojo isn’t #like suguru is so willing to let you have some fun with others #but as long as you come back to him #once gojo has you though #it’ll be a difficult struggle to break free from him #he’s selfish and spoiled #seraph.replies! #.thirsts’

[maeggsss]

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

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

-Gojo Satoru

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[philosophiums]

there's a conversation happening on tiktok right now about why there has been such a sharp rise in people wanting to watch female-led anime instead of being so focused on shonen and the girl who posted the video listed her reasoning as shonen constantly fucking up "power creep" (her words but i'm pretty sure she meant power scaling).

anyway i'm going to subject you all to my thoughts on this because i refuse to post anything on tiktok. (i'm also putting this under a read more because it got longer than i thought it would SKJDBVKJDBVJ).

now, i don't think complaints of power scaling in shonen is a bad thing, but i also don't think it's actually the problem with shonen (nor do i think it's the reason that there's an increase in interest for female leads bc i think that's literally just people wanting to see more female main characters which is not new or surprising or weird, but that's not the point of this rn).

i think the problem with shonen (most of the time) is the lack of actual story content - like fucking... plots and themes and motifs.

her two examples were mha and jjk because to her they sit on opposite sides of the spectrum in regards to power scaling (in mha the villains are so weak that children can defeat them, and in jjk the villains are so strong that no one can defeat them), so i'm also going to work off of these two examples.

mha's problem is not that the children are the only ones who can fight the big bads, it's that we don't get to see proof that the kids are actually stronger than the adults. sure there's evidence of adults fighting the villains and losing vs the kids fighting the villains and winning, but there's no setup for like a mentor/mentee moment of the mentee finally besting their mentor and us the audience getting to see that they're finally stronger. in fact it's... typically the opposite.

mha shows us multiple times that even the strongest characters in the main cast of kids are not stronger than, say, kids who are two years older than them or their teachers, let alone the best and strongest professional heroes in the verse. and that's not a power scaling issue, that's a storytelling issue. because you can set up stories where kids are stronger than the adults in their verse, and you can write it in a way that makes sense, but mha does not do that.

and of course mha has multiple other storytelling problems, not the least of them being the fact that it set itself up to be one of those "if you believe in yourself and try hard enough you can do anything" stories only to immediately undermine itself by giving the mc the most powerful ability in the verse free of charge, making the entire opening sequence have zero emotional payoff (a problem that continues on and on forever in the anime/manga).

jjk, on the other hand, set itself up to be a story about cycles, about the past repeating itself, about the inevitability of curses and hardship and never learning from past mistakes, but all of that was completely abandoned somewhere in the middle of the shibuya arc and was never touched on again.

all of the main characters in jjk have direct mirrors within the main cast - yuji & geto, fushiguro & gojo, nobara & shoko, maki & toji, nanami & mei mei, the list goes on - and it had the perfect opportunity to either be a story about the inevitability of trauma cycles OR a story about breaking those cycles, but instead half the cast is now dead and it's become a manga that's just about cool-looking fights.

the problem with jjk is not that the villains are too strong/unbeatable (i actually think there could have been merit to making jjk a story where the villains win, but that would have required focusing on the theme of cycles which, again, has unfortunately been lost) - it's just that there's no fucking plot anymore. there's no meat. there's no point. even if the goal of jjk from the beginning was to subvert a lot of typical shonen tropes, it's so so hard to care about that anymore because there's no reason. the plot is gone, the themes have vanished, the emotion is no longer in the room with us, and it has absolutely nothing to do with (im)balances of power within the verse.

but of course this is not a new problem in shonen. it's so incredibly rare for shonen to have a good story that maintains from start to finish in a satisfying arc, and that's almost a staple of the genre now - training arcs and a war arcs and lots of fighting and very little actual substance. the ones that do have it are gold mines. but again, this is not a new problem and it's not a new conversation, and i don't think it's the heart of why that girl posted that video or why all those people agree with her.

i truly think the actual reason this conversation is happening is because there's a new set of people who have recently turned twenty-something and are realizing that they don't identify with shonen protagonists anymore because they're no longer teenagers. and i think those people are upset that the characters/stories aren't aging with them and are finally looking at all the shows they like and are realizing that they're constructed around a trope of, essentially, child soldiers fighting battles that the adults in their verses cannot. and these people are realizing that they maybe don't like that anymore.

because when you're a teenager, shonen is escapism or a power fantasy or both. it's more relatable because it's made for that age group. but when you're an adult you start going "hey... where are these kids' parents?" because you realize that it's unfair and unreasonable in real life to put so much pressure on literal children. (i always think of that post that went around tumblr a few years ago that was a gif of this character in a tv show saying something like "i'm 13. i'm practically an adult." - bc when you're a 10 year old watching that, you go Yeah That's Right She's So Old, but when you're 30 watching that, you're just internally groaning because you have been a full legal adult for this child's entire life and they're barely older than a baby to you).

but of course shonen (and YA lit and superhero cartoons/comics and the list goes on) is not meant to be "realistic."

but just because it's not crafted as realism doesn't mean it shouldn't have story elements or themes that can reflect reality and/or be applied to real life. it also doesn't mean it can't have a fucking plot SKJDBVJKDVB

#i just had to get that off my chest it was bothering me #like yes i do think the magic system in jjk is underdeveloped and wishy-washy and too complicated for something with so little substance #and also yes i do think mha is just a story about the justification of child soldiers #but also i don't think that's the reason they're bad #fucking. edward elric is *literally* a child soldier but fma is amazing because fma has a plot and themes #(one of which *is the fact that he is a literal child soldier* like...) #ugh anyway #i think im ranting because im frustrated that people will blame anything except bad writing #like sometimes you just have to admit that there isn't a plot and either choose to enjoy it for the pretty animations/art #or choose to leave because it no longer has substance #but you *gotta* be able to consume media and at least be able to notice when the Thing That's Wrong is the lack of an actual story #hhhhhhhhh #okay im done

[izosdualpistols]

as much as I love satosugu, I can't help but ruin it for myself and everyone around me with some DELICIOUS (ANGSTY) HEADCANONS

so here are some stsg headcanons for you guys to feast on (don't worry, not all of them are heart wrenching 😘)

Satosugu Headcanons

Gojo's greatest regret is not stepping in to help Geto with whatever he was going through. He noticed something was off ever since Geto brushed past his concerned words, but believed Geto would tell him himself when the time came. They were the strongest together after all.

They didn't like each other when they first met. Gojo thought Geto's bangs and gauges were unfashionable and ugly, Geto thought Gojo was some egotistical bastard born with a silver spoon in his mouth; of course, gradually over time, Gojo came to love those things he called unfashionable, and Geto came to love that personality of Gojo's (he thinks it's cute... and childish).

Geto doesn't really care for his hair, keeping it healthy is beyond his concern. Gojo is the complete opposite, he has about 5 bottles of expensive conditioner and shampoo. But without effort, Geto's hair happens to be naturally silky-smooth. Whenever he washes his hair, Gojo voluntarily dries his hair for him because he likes the texture. Whenever Geto says anything about his actions, Gojo gives an excuse such as: "for research purposes" or "trying to find a way to make the texture of his own hair smooth".

Geto fell first, Gojo fell harder. He realized this only when Geto left.

They had separate dorms, but Gojo would use Geto's dorm as if it was his own. Gojo would always sleep in Geto's bed and create a mess. Geto didn't mind, but that one time their teacher (Yaga) found out, he forbid Gojo from going into Geto's dorm. Gojo whined about it for a week straight and Yaga gave in. As a result, the wall between their dorms were just.. torn down.. ("It was like two halves became one." -Shoko Ieiri)

Geto's habits got to Gojo. Even now, Gojo tends to do hand gestures or say the things Geto used to say.

The flowers Gojo held in his hands in the second opening was for Geto. Geto was never buried and the higher ups removed every single trace of him. Because Geto doesn't have a grave, Gojo visits the place where he and Geto had the last conversation at. He visits and drops off flowers whenever he feels lonely.

Gojo rarely drinks. He may not look like it, but he's lightweight. When he does drink (by himself with no one to take care of him), on some mornings, he finds himself awake in the old dorm room they used to share.

Gojo and Geto used to share clothes so often to the point they couldn't tell which was theirs anymore. The day Geto left declaring he will continue to take hundreds of innocent lives, he was wearing Gojo's shirt. He didn't know it was Gojo's as much as he didn't know why it gave him so much comfort. On the other hand, Gojo knew it was his. It still lives in Gojo's mind, haunting him even. He believes he'll never get over it.

Geto's favorite color is blue. He often stares into the ocean to catch the beautiful shades of blue. It reminds him of Gojo's eyes. It reminds him of Gojo.

When Gojo failed to execute Geto on spot, his head began to swirl with all possibilities of what could have happened in that situation. He even considered following Geto, staying by his side, even if it meant he had to take the path of genocide.

All of the movie cds Gojo made Itadori watch was from his collection of movies he watched with Geto on late-night slumber parties.

I'm sure Gojo prepared his heart for the day he'll come to execute Geto. He'd recite his last words, along with his final goodbyes and imagine their last conversation. But even with all that effort, none of the words came out. Gojo knew he would have never been ready for that day. Not even in a million years.

Gojo isn't good at reading people, but he seems to read Geto like a book; this shows how much he cares and pays attention to Geto and his expressions, tones, etc.

Nothing would've changed how Geto felt. His anger towards the world was out of reach. But even as he was walking towards the new era he would create, a part of him would secretly wish Gojo would stop him.

Gojo finds himself mindlessly wandering around Jujutsu High, looking for even the smallest trace of Geto.

Gojo points at nude sculptures in art museums and laugh at them. Geto slaps his hand every time and whispers "stop being rude". Gojo pouts.

Gojo is an attention whore. Geto, being the polite man he is, talks to people while giving his full attention. Sometimes, Gojo attempts to drag Geto's attention back to him, even in the middle of a conversation with another person (He gets jealous).

On the outside it may not look like it, but Geto has a really fragile and soft heart. He gets hurt by even the smallest of words, but Gojo is always there to snap back at the person who insults his friend. This makes Geto smile.

At this point everyone at Jujutsu High thought they were dating. They were a hot topic back in the days. The story got passed on for so long that the current 3rd years even knows about it. (Maki hc that she was secretly really invested before... yeah.)

Ever since Gojo became "the strongest", Geto felt as if there was no space left for him in Gojo's picture. If he couldn't stay by his side as his best friend, his partner, the strongest together, Geto needed to stay by his side on the opposite side, the enemy. It was better than risking the chance of being completely out of Gojo's life. Perhaps this was a fraction, no, the majority of the reason behind his actions.

One time, Geto asked Gojo (in a teasing manner and for shits & giggles only): "You wanna go out with me or something?". Gojo just turned red and stormed out the room.

The ONE TIME Gojo kissed Geto for losing a bet, Shoko caught them + took a picture. The two being the school's hottest topic, she took advantage of it and sold the pictures for 1,000 yen each.

Geto's singing voice is gorgeous. Gojo still has video recordings of Geto singing (love) songs with his guitar. (The whole atmosphere of the videos are so romantic too. The setting sun, candles, comfy bed, soft blankets, everything.)

If this was going to be the outcome, Gojo would have confessed sooner. Kissed him more, hugged him more, and told him he loved him thousands of times.

(Bonus; also joking. maybe not) Gojo cries. A lot. It's always red around his eyes. The real reason he always wears a blindfold ‼️ (Only on special occasions or gut feeling of "something-bad-will-happen" does he take extra, extra care of his eyes to disguise those eyes that scream "I have cried for 12 hours straight" 💀)

Thank you, I hope you have a wonderful day after reading my hcs 🥰

No, I don't have money to pay for your therapy session(s).

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