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rninies · 4 months

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✮ cuddle buddy - choso kamo

synopsis: choso loves cuddling you.

warnings: fluff, gn!reader, clingy choso — wc: 542

notes: CHOSO FIC DEBUT WHO CHEERED + my fics have been so short im sorry </3

choso was never one to like physical touch. he thinks it’s weird, suffocating even. but when you came into his life, that changed, literally. choso who was once distant, cold, and even unwilling to talk to people (you) has now become the opposite. instead of shying away from physical touch, he’s one to initiate it.

“choso, i need to go to the bathroom,” you say, struggling to get out of his hold. choso has his arms wrapped around you tight, and since that wasn’t enough for him, he has his legs wrapped around yours. “it’s not even going to be five minutes.”

“no.” was the only thing choso said before tightening his grip. “i’m already comfortable. you can’t possibly leave now.”

you sighed. “i need to leave now or else i will literally pee myself.”

choso manages to hold in his laugh. “no you will not. stop being dramatic.”

“cho, i’m serious!” you grumbled, trying your best to remove choso’s arm from you. but, knowing how strong he is, you gave up. “it will just be 20 seconds, i promise!”

choso removes his arm. “i’m counting. 20… 19…” you immediately sprint for the bathroom, and even though you know choso won’t get angry when you don’t come back in 20 seconds, you want to be back in his arms again. “4… 3… 2… 1…” you jumped into the bed as soon as he utters the number one.

“see! i’m… back.” you stopped to catch your breath. “seriously, why did you have to do a countdown? it felt like i’m in a survival show where if i didn’t come back in 20 seconds i’d receive a punishment.”

“yeah, well,” choso murmurs, his arms wrapped back around you, this time, tighter. “i’m probably suffocating you right now.”

you hummed. “i don’t mind. if i do happen to suffocate, just know i died happy.” choso laughs, placing a hand on your chin, making you look up at him. “what?”

“nothing. you’re just so cute.” choso says, smiling. “wonder where you got that cuteness from?”

you scoff. “of course it comes naturally! i’m just naturally cute.”

choso chooses to not reply to that, only humming in reply. he moves his position, making it more comfortable for you and him. your head is now resting on his chest, your arm wrapped around his waist. “now this is the best cuddle position.”

“yeah?” choso asks, and you nod. “then we should do this more often.” his right hand finds your left hand and intertwines it together, his thumb softly rubbing your hand. “you think we can stay like this forever?”

“we can. though we’d miss out on dates,” you replied. “i don’t want to miss out on our dates.”

choso chuckles. “yeah, i remember you coming home from work the day before our date and you were practically skipping around the house in excitement.”

“i was not!”

“was too. you almost bumped your head against the doorframe remember?” choso reminds you. “and you slipped in the kitchen, too.” your face turns red from the memory and you’re glad choso can’t see your face or else he’ll be teasing about this too.

“shut up.” you buried your face in his chest. “i hate you.”

“mm, i love you too.”

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woodenanemone · 3 months

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your eyes fluttered open, the sudden feeling of warmth above you waking you from your sleep.

you open your eyes to see choso above you, his arms framing your head, pulling back from his kiss on your forehead. your eyes squinted from the light streaming in the room, reflecting on his face that softly smiled down at you. he looked like the sweetest angel, but you could barely appreciate it through the fogginess of your post rested state.

“good morning. I’m sorry to wake you, but I really couldn’t wait to see you.” he apologized softly, his hand coming up brush your cheek. you sighed at the contact, feeling yourself growing more awake as the time passed. “good morning, choso. it’s alright, I should be up anyways.” you groggily responded while sitting up, causing him to shift, now sitting by your knees. “happy valentines day.” he smiled warmly. you smiled back, now remembering that this is his first valentines with a lover, and you started to understand his eagerness to spend the morning with you. you wished him the same, stretching and yawning. choso rested his hand on your cheek once more, and you blink in surprise at the sudden seriousness in his expression.

“in truth, today means nothing to me.”

you flinch at the bluntness of his words. “Um—?”

"please, don’t mistake my dismissal of this holiday for dismissal of our love. I mean it in the way that…,” he paused for a second, his eyes drifting down to your lap, thinking. “I’d be sickened with myself if my affection for you couldn’t even transcend the 14th of february. no teddy bear, no hallmark card, no rose in the world could ever even begin to show my adoration for you. The love I feel can't be boxed and tied up with a bow, and gifted to you on a single date of the year. Even 365 days is not virtually enough time to give you the feelings I have. my love for you is boundless, vaster than any sky, and deeper than any ocean.”

your mouth opened, then closed again. he just made that up on the spot? and really… how does he expect you to respond when he gets like this? “ocean’s can only go so deep, choso.” you teased, holding his chin. and with that, his face morphed into the sweetest smile you’ve had the pleasure of seeing, his tone sincere.

“I’d claw at the oceans floors until my fingers bled. and then I’d keep digging, into the very depths of hell, to expands its depths. but even then… the distance couldn’t hold an iota of what I feel for you.” and he meant that.

“I love you, and I wish I could tell you how much I love you. but there aren’t enough words in the world to say it, no language eloquent or evocative enough to ever even begin to convey just how I feel looking into your eyes. the eyes which… could make even the mute, inanimate moon tell all her secrets to. in all honesty, I’m so scared that if any man in passing meets this terrifying gaze, he too will fall into insanity, like I have.”

“how do you even come up with this stuff?” you say exasperatedly, shaking your head at your lack of a better response. he shrugged. “even an illiterate man could recite words of Shakespeare in grand verse, if he were only so lucky to have the privilege of seeing your smile.”

“...it’s 9 in the morning. please, at least give my heart the chance of getting through breakfast.”

ngl i kinda hate this but i cant come up with anything better rn..

i wish you all a happy valentines day, i hope you find nothing but love and adoration !

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ponderingmoonlight · 2 months

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Hello! :3 For the prompt: Choso reacts to reader crying when he says “I love you”.

„I might not fully grasp what those words truly mean, but I love you, (y/n).”

Your eyes dart towards the dark-haired man sitting opposite of you, mouth wide open in an attempt to put a full spoon spaghetti in it. Is that…a smile on his face?

Wait, did Choso Kamo really just say that he loves you?

“You…you do what?”, you stutter.

“Is love the wrong word? My heart skips a beat every time I see you, you’re the first and last thought that runs through my mind every morning and evening. I long for your touch, for your sheer presence. Is there another word for that?”, he questions.

You can’t believe your ears, body flooded with a wave of uncontrollable emotions. Since the moment Choso decided to follow Yuji and therefore you, there was no doubt in the fact that you fell for him.

Hard.

But you never imagined him to like you back, let alone love you. Fuck, the first months he didn’t even look your way, didn’t talk a single word with you. And now…Now you’re sitting here together while eating pizza and he decides to confess his love to you like it’s no big deal?

“You…I…”

Everything feels too much, too overwhelming. Countless nights you told yourself over and over that he’ll never even like you back, that you’re not more than a comrade to him. All those innocent touches while training, while crossing each other in the hallway. You always thought they mean nothing to him while they were everything for you.

Your eyes dart towards him, the way he sits in front of you with his innocent orbs darted towards you. Is he lying?

No, he means every word he says. There is absolutely no doubt in the stinging fact that Choso Kamo tells the truth.

“I…I love you too.”

Never in your life did you even think about the possibility that you’d say those words to him. It was never more than a far away dream, a pleasant thought that kept you up at night.

“Wait, why are you crying?”

Choso furrows his eyebrows when he notices a trail of tears running down your cheek, his mind racing. Did he say something wrong? Was “love” the wrong word for what he tried to tell you? But Yuji said this is what love feels like, his little brother would never lie to him…right?

“It’s just…I never thought you’d ever say those words….”, you breathe out.

You desperately try to hide behind your hands, face already turning bright pink. God, how embarrassing. Why on earth are you crying over his words? It’s not like he’s the first one who ever told you that?

No, he definitely isn’t. But he’s the first who truly means it, the first you longed for.

“Don’t hide from me, (y/n).”

Gently, he wraps his hands around your wrists, exposes you to his soft gaze.

“There is no need to cry. I will tell it over and over again: I love you. I think I did for a long time. And I want to be with you from now on if you want this too.”

You can’t contain yourself any longer. With a swift motion, you lunge yourself over the table between both of you and land in his firm arms.

“You bet I do”, you mumble against his chest.

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sellenite · 6 months

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Girl you're FEEDING the Choso simps with your cherry blossom series! I love it sm, and I was hoping you could do a fluffy normal!AU?

Maybe Choso can be a TA/Tutor for an upper division college class and Reader is a senior in undergrad. He can tutor her in office hours, they become friends, then eventually hang out once classes are over?

(I'll let you decide if there's NSFW in there ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

pairing: TA!Choso x fem!reader contents: fluff, no smut (but implied at end), Choso and reader are both a little shy/awkward word count: 2.9K notes: I thought this idea was so cute, and I had some fluffy ideas for college AU Choso and reader so I hope this is what you were looking for <3 SFW :)

Choso Kamo wasn’t exactly what you would call a “social butterfly.” He never had been much of a talker, even before the twins passed away. But as his undergraduate years floated past him, he had failed to make so much as a single lasting friendship—driven firstly by grief, and second by natural introversion.

When Eso and Kechizu died, Choso had just started his freshman year of college. It was a stupid accident; the two of them driving home from a late football practice—a practice he would have been there to pick them up from if he were home—when they got hit by a drunk driver. They were cruel and pointless deaths, and Choso had a difficult time accepting them.

He didn’t go home after that summer; there was nothing left for him there. His mother had long since forgotten about him, too busy with her new husband and her new family. But he supposed the one good thing his mother’s remarriage gave him was his half-brother, Yuji. Yuji was the only person Choso had left, and he called him almost every week between his graduate studies.

Choso was on a pre-medical track with a specialization in hematology—the subject just seemed to come naturally to him. He felt he owed it to Eso and Kechizu to do something with his life, to help people if he could. It had been hard work—and he had near-permanent circles under his eyes to show for it—but he found an odd comfort in suffocating his misery with never-ending lab assignments and exams. However, his solitary habits left little room for friendships to grow; Choso found most of his undergraduate—and now graduate—nights alone, either with a textbook in hand or on the phone with Yuji. He was envious of his half-brother in a way; making friends always came so naturally to him.

Choso had learned to adapt to his loneliness until he didn’t notice it anymore. So his professor was more than a little shocked when he saw Choso had applied for the teaching assistant position. To be fair, he surprised himself as well, but he was putting himself through college and some financial help was better than none at all. And that was exactly how he had wound up being your Clinical Hematology TA. The laboratory class was known for being difficult, but it was one of the last remaining requirements you needed for your biology degree.

Choso wasn’t the best teacher—you didn’t think anyone would argue against that—but it was obvious he knew his stuff. He never needed notes—let alone the skeletal slideshow projected onto the laboratory whiteboard—when the professor had him lead lectures or experiments, but he was so soft-spoken. The subject of hematology he knew as if it were his closest friend—in an admittedly lonely way—but public speaking was far from his area of expertise. You often found other students zoning out or easily drowning Choso’s voice out with their own quiet chatter.

You followed along the best you could though. Sometimes you found yourself a little confused when Choso’s already-quiet voice would grow more muted, as if he were speaking to himself rather than to an entire class. But you still found yourself listening to Choso diligently. He was charming, in a sad, quiet sort of way you thought. He had an aloofness about him that made him seem somewhat intimidating to you at first; he didn’t talk to anyone unless there was a question, and he didn’t linger for a moment longer after the professor dismissed him at the end of their lectures.

But you felt that was more to him than the cold front he seemed to put up, and every once in a while you could see cracks in his stoic mask. You could see it in the way he sometimes let out a long sigh when he wasn’t needed in class, his deep brown eyes gazing out the window, distantly. The way he always seemed to rub over the same silver ring he always wore on his right hand when he was presenting. The heavy circles under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept in months, half-heartedly covered by smudges of charcoal eyeliner.

Your simple observations began to turn into questions—How old was he? Did he go out on the weekends? Who did he hang out with? What kinds of movies did he like to watch? Did he have a girlfriend?—until (unintentionally) you realized you may have developed more than a small crush on your TA. But you had carried out most of the semester thus far without talking to him, so you doubted anything would change. He was your TA, you were his student; it was best to leave it at that, was it not?

Choso was the TA for your specific class, but there were other graduate students that the professor had to teach in his other time sessions. However (as with most of your other college classes), all TAs had office hours open to students no matter the section they were in. Choso had gotten used to his usually being empty. He didn’t mean to seem cold, or off-putting; it was just in his nature to be quiet. Yet, unfortunately, his modest tendencies led most students to seek help from some of the other, friendlier TAs.

Choso still made sure he was present during all of his office hours, though—it was kind of the job, anyway. But being as he spent most of them alone (sometimes the professor would be present as well), he had started using the time as a dedicated study hour. He found his way to the hematology laboratory and unlocked the door, preparing for yet another hour spent alone in the sterile room. At least there are windows, he thought to himself; he couldn’t remember the last time he had spent more than twenty minutes outside at one time.

But just as he was beginning to pull out his own work, he heard a soft knock at the laboratory door. His brows furrowed in confusion as he looked up, almost forgetting from how many sessions he had spent alone that students were supposed to be at these. You opened the door slowly, a little cautiously even, slightly poking your head in. And you couldn’t help the reflexive way in which your eyes slightly widened and a faint blush spread across your cheeks at the sight of Choso sitting alone at the front desk of the classroom.

“Oh! Hi, I’m Y/N… I’m in your Clinical Hematology class…” You started to introduce yourself, feeling more flustered than you had hoped or expected you would be now that you were talking to Choso one-on-one.

“I know,” Choso said back—maybe a little too quickly, he worried. “I mean, I’ve seen you before… You usually sit by the window, right?” He asked you, in that deep yet soft voice of his.

You mentally kicked yourself for the way you felt your heart fall into your stomach as a small smile formed on your lips. He knows me? You thought to yourself as you nodded back to him, stepping into the classroom a little more.

“Yeah, I do,” you smiled warmly at him, recovering some of your nervousness. You watched as Choso slid a notebook back into his backpack.

“Well… Is there anything I can help you with today?” He asked you politely, and you suddenly remembered the reason you had come to office hours in the first place. You felt your cheeks burn slightly and you hoped that Choso (somehow) wouldn’t notice. You nodded again as you swallowed a lump in your throat, sitting down in the chair opposite the teacher’s desk. You couldn’t help but notice how pretty (albeit tired) his eyes were up close, the brown of them so warm that they almost looked red when the light caught them right.

“It’s this upcoming lab report,” you started gently, trying not to get distracted by all of the beautiful details you never had the honor of seeing—the dark purple color on his nails, his long eyelashes, the way the right corner of his mouth tipped up ever-so-slightly as you sat down… You pulled your lab notebook from your backpack, placing it on the table between the two of you. “I have all of my data from the experiment, but the numbers just aren’t adding up…”

Your visit to Choso’s office hours confirmed two of your suspicions: not only was he intelligent, but he was also much kinder than many might assume at first glance. (And he was incredibly beautiful—with particularly nice hands—but there had never been a doubt in your mind if either of those things were true.) He had this gentle way of explaining things, checking in to make sure you understood before he moved on to anything else. It made you feel like he had done this a hundred times, even though you were confident that he didn’t have particularly busy office hours. You had—somewhat ashamedly—only been able to nod along as he explained where the calculations in your data had gone wrong, nervous that if you spoke your voice may waver and reveal that you were harboring a not-so-secretive crush on him.

And when the errors in your calculations revealed that you would need to rerun the experiment again, not only did Choso offer to help you get set up, but to be your stand-in lab partner, too.

Choso moved around the room with ease, gathering the blood samples and necessary equipment as if he did this every day—which in a way, you supposed he did. He guided you gently, explaining in his soft voice where you had gone wrong, helping you to learn from your mistakes. He was currently looking through a compound microscope at a red blood cell sample, adjusting the magnification to be at the correct level.

“And if you look here…” He began as he lifted his eyes away from the lens, sliding the microscope toward you. “You’ll see the irregularities in the shape of the cell membrane…” You began to lower your eyes to the microscope, moving to place your hand on the side of the base—without bothering to look—when you were met with warm, soft skin, instead of the cold plastic of the instrument. You quickly (although reluctantly) removed your hand from Choso’s with a small gasp.

“Oh, um, I’m so sorry!” You let out a nervous laugh, looking up at Choso bashfully. You gestured to the microscope a little awkwardly. “After you,” you finished as calmly as you could muster, only to wince at yourself when you remembered that Choso didn’t actually need the microscope anymore—he had just been passing it to you.

Choso shook his head and smiled at you as an emotion you had never seen on his stoic face flashed through his eyes; something akin to amusement, or—if you dared—maybe joy. “No, I insist,” he said with the gentlest trace of a smile gracing his lips. Your eyes lingered on each other’s for a moment longer than necessary before you gave a quick nod and a “Thank you,” before you turned back to look through the microscope. Choso cleared his throat as you bent down to rest your eyes against the lens.

“Um, as I was saying…” Although he would never admit it, he had only realized when your palm faintly rested on the back of his hand how long it had been since he had touched anyone, since anyone had touched him. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been hugged, let alone hold someone’s hand or kissed them. He was thankful you had been looking through the microscope after that because he could feel the heat in his cheeks reach a blistering height. He shook his head, clearing his thoughts of you and your touch from his mind the best he could as you straightened up from the lens.

You wrapped up the experiment fairly quickly after that, but the awkward yet sweet moment lingered in both of your minds throughout the rest of the meeting. You helped Choso clean up the lab, returning all of the equipment to their proper homes as you thanked him profusely for helping you. He only nodded, a sincere smile on his face as he assured you it was no issue at all. And before you left he called out to you:

“Don’t be a stranger,” a soft, sheepish smile on his face handsome face.

And a stranger you were not. You started going to Choso’s office hours once a week, under the pretense that you wanted to make sure you were prepared for the professor’s weekly exams. Choso never pointed out that you didn’t actually need his help, and he would “tutor” you for a couple of minutes before the conversation inevitably shifted onto more personal topics.

You found out that Choso had a younger half-brother named Yuji. That he didn’t go out most weekends because he kept himself busy with his studies. That his favorite food was tonkatsu ramen with extra pork, and he liked watching horror movies, something he and Yuji did together a lot. That he used to be afraid of the dark when he was a kid, but he never let it show because then his younger brothers would be scared too. The weeks passed and you grew closer to Choso, exchanging little bits of information about yourself until a genuine friendship had blossomed. He eventually told you about his younger brothers, the twins, Eso and Kechizu. How they passed right after Choso started college, and how their deaths had shaped him—in a sad sort of way—into the man he was now.

You had expressed your sympathy, of course, but there was also a quiet respect you held for Choso after hearing his story. He had seemed so calm, unshakable on the outside. To think he had been dealing with so much pain in secret, and for so many years… You didn’t know whether to cry or commend him for his strength. He had opened up to you more than once that day, also revealing how much he had retreated from the outside world after his brothers’ deaths. And how now, he was embarrassed to admit that he didn’t have very many friends.

“Well, I would argue that one is as good a place to start as any,” you assured him with a bright smile, and Choso’s heart swelled. After that day you invited him to hang out with you for the first time. It was just a few days after Halloween, so why not watch a horror movie together? Choso accepted with a boyish grin that spread slowly across his face, the widest smile you had ever seen grace his lips.

The first time you kissed Choso, you were both a little drunk. You had taken him to one of your friend’s parties, an early celebration to welcome in the approaching holiday season. You and Choso had retreated to the kitchen to take a shot together; your suggestion, as you were secretly looking for the liquid courage to finally make a move. But, ironically enough, Choso had the same thought in mind that night. So when you locked eyes underneath the mistletoe strung from your friend’s ceiling, there wasn’t a moment’s hesitation on either end as your lips met. The kiss tasted faintly of pine—that earthy flavor of gin—and tart cranberries, and your mouths were warm and soft against one another’s. The kiss wasn’t hungry, despite the alcohol—maybe a little sloppier than you normally would have kissed—but it didn’t lack any tenderness. The crushes you harbored for each other had flourished over the last few weeks, and the dreamlike satisfaction of tasting each other’s lips for the first time wasn’t something you wanted to rush.

Your first kiss quickly led to your first official date; a dinner celebration in honor of the completion of the semester for both of you. The first snow was just starting to fall as Choso ushered you onto the crowded subway car with him, exploring the city after your meal. Your cheeks were tinged pink from the cold as you huddled close together, chest-to-chest, giddy off of the feeling of your new relationship. Choso’s large palm found your smaller hands, holding your cold fingers to keep them warm as you strolled through the streets searching for hot chocolate. The snow collected on your lashes as it fell, and Choso stopped you more than a few times to brush gently his fingers across your cheek and tell you how pretty you looked. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this way—if he had ever felt this way—about anyone.

“Like an angel,” he said softly, admiring the before he stole a sweet kiss from your smiling lips. The snow fell around you, softly illuminated by the streetlights as he pressed you to the side of a building lining the empty alleyway. You giggled between soft kisses and gentle touches over your winter coats, suddenly unaware of the chill of the air around you. The touches grew needier as your fingers laced into the soft strands of Choso’s hair, his strong body pressing you further against the wall as his hands slid ever so slightly underneath your coat. You broke the kiss to catch your breath, leaning back against the brick as you traced the deep scar that ran over the bridge of his nose—when you asked him he said he had gotten it when he was younger, too long ago to remember. You smiled up at him somewhat mischievously.

“You know what? I just remembered that I have hot chocolate at home…”

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daddy-suguru · 1 year

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for the letter ~ 🩷🩷Choso🩷🩷 (fluffy cus he's a softy lil guy <3) and CONGRATS FOR THE 10K!!🥳

Choso lets out a sigh as he stands outside on your porch, to keep the smell of his cigarettes from making the house stink. Since both of you prefer the various scents that you picked for the wax warmers.

Your one eyed cat and his large fluffy white come running down the street. With your cat, Captain Jack lightly hitting Bunny’s back legs with his paw. While Bunny quickens her pace before turning around to tackle Captain Jack.

Choso whistles and both cats come running to the porch. Their tails perked in the air as they scan the porch for the wet food in the two bowls Choso brought out with him.

Stuffing his cig out in the ashtray while both cats go for the same bowl. He picks up bunny placing her by her bowl while encouraging her,

“That’s his bowl, always has been and your not stealing it Bun.” Bunny sniffs her food while swishing her tail. As Choso pulls out his phone and crouches, pressing record when he got both cats in shot.

Bunny bumps her head against the phone, then rubs his cheek. Before going back to her food, taking large bites. As Choso ends the clip, and ads the text over it,

‘Our babies miss you too...can we cuddle when you get home. I found a movie, and restocked the snack cabinet.’ Sending the clip before sending the following massages;

‘Since you’re having a bad day I made a blanket fort over the bed. It has some string lights for so we can see, your favorite squishies inside. We can watch whatever you want on my laptop.’ Your icon appears in the bottom of the screen. And moments later you send,

‘I love you cho, thank you that sounds so cozy. You always make the best blanket forts. And I want to lay on top of you while we watch cartoons or a movie.’ A picture of your pouty face fills the screen as Choso opens the snap you send back.

Sitting down on the porches steps while Captian Jack decides to start making biscuits on his leg. Which he records and sense to you with the caption,

‘The babies and I are all waiting to comfort you! I love you too darling.’

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wolfnlamb · 1 year

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Choso headcanons where he’s going to ask for marriage. Pleaseeeee

Ilu 🥹

WE ARE GOING TO MARRY HIM. 😩🥰 ilu

These are fluffy headcanons ❤︎︎ thoughts of having babies with him too.

Choso knows he’s going to marry you pretty early on after meeting.

He has dreams of you often; envisioning you holding pudgy children that have his eyes or his nose.

The thought of making babies with you makes his breath hitch and heart palpitate and he can’t help but smile.

He takes every opportunity to find out what your likes and dislikes are. He wants to know your favorite color and if you prefer the spring or autumn.

He’ll take note on whether you wear alot of jewelry and if you’d like wearing a ring.

He starts holding your hand more; tracing along your fingers and rubbing them gently between his calloused fingers.

Choso’s normally quiet by nature, but you’ll notice his mood is different the weeks leading to him asking you for your hand in marriage. He’ll fidget, leaves you alone more (which makes you worry the most because he hates being away from you) and he’ll sneak off with Yuuji without saying what they’re doing.

It happens one day while you’re both picking up groceries. Choso initially has an elaborate plan to ask you while looking at the blooming hydrangea’s because he knows those are your favorite.

But something overcomes him while he’s watching you in the produce section. He watches the way you lean over to grab the perfect bok choy, mesmerized by your every movement. He makes a spontaneous decision when you laugh after catching him staring.

Choso pulls you aside into the alley after paying, holding you by your shoulders. He tells you all the ways you’re special to him, how you never leave his thoughts, and he can’t imagine a life without you in it.

When he finally says the words, “Will you marry me?”, his cheeks are flushed and his eyes are big and glassy.

And when you say yes, smiling through the happy tears you can’t control, he kisses you eagerly in the alley as people walk by unknowingly. Your grocery bags fall to the ground, and you both laugh while fumbling to pick them up.

The ceremony is a secret.

You both want it to be private, with only Yuuji attending as a witness. He can’t stop smiling the entire time, with tears filling his big brown eyes as he watches his brother and you exchange vows.

You find out later that Yuuji helped Choso pick out the wedding bands for you both; silver bands with your names inscribed on the inside. Both rings have your birthstone placed in the center. Since Choso doesn’t know he’s birthday, he opted to have the same stone as yours.

#choso headcanons #lela asks #Zell<3 #kamo choso fluff #these got a little specific lol

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slvttyplum · 2 months

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choso has your name tatted on his v-line and surprised you with it when he was fucking the shit out of you.

he loved you so much and couldn’t deny that; he always thought about you and always yearned for you. if he saw flowers in the store, he would get them for you; if he saw something he thought you'd like, he got it; it didn’t matter the cost.

there was no doubt in the love he felt for you; he wanted a reminder of you everywhere he went, so he got your name tatted in your favorite place.

your name with a little heart beside it. when he looked at it in the mirror, his cheeks turned bright red, and he had a huge smile on his face.

he knew he had to wrap it, but he couldn’t wait, so he got you in bed, stripped you and himself down, and got to work.

avoiding taking off his briefs so you couldn’t see it yet. you could tell choso was a little happier that day, but you just went with it.

it wasn’t until he had you on your back and was giving you deep strokes with his briefs down to a point that you noticed little “scribbling.”

“what… what’s that?” your breath was short from the pleasure you were receiving; it was almost like you were hallucinating, but it was too dark.

your hand reaching out and touching it was definitely real. taking your finger and hooked it on the hem of his briefs and tugged it down, your eyes going wide.

he takes your hand, slides his fingers in between yours, and leans down, giving you a kiss on the cheek and pushing into you deeper, a moan slipping past your lips.

“focus baby.” his voice soft as he pushed into you again deeper, pressing on your soft spot and staying there, pushing his briefs down all the way.

sliding his fingers out of yours, sliding his finger over the tattoo, and looking at you through his eyelashes, his face getting red again.

“how’s that? you like it?” your mouth ajar and a laugh escaping your lips. reaching your hands to his face and pushing him into your lips.

“i love it.”

that tattoo is a reminder of how much he loved and cherished you.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujustsu kaisen x reader #x reader #jujutsu choso #choso x you #choso kamo #choso #choso smut #choso fluff #choso x y/n #choso x reader #jjk choso #jujutsu kaisen choso

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chososlilprincess · 5 months

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Virgin Choso who doesnt know why he feels hot one day when he looks at you, something twitching in his pants and his face turns pink from��embarrassment? He doesnt understand these new feelings that come with having a human body, and he doesn’t know why he’s reluctant to ask someone about it. Not you atleast, he couldn’t ask you. What if you thought he was weird? or creepy? why does he even care? he’s never cared about silly things like what others think of him.

When he eventually confides in his younger brother Yuji, he tells him something he can’t pick whether is terrifying or exciting. “its normal bro, you just like her,” he tells him like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “and when you like somebody they often make you feel uh…horny,” Yuji said grinning. Choso gets more and more embarrassed as Yuji tells him the basics of the birds and the bees.

Now Choso was in his bed, rock hard in his underwear after thinking about you for a little too long. He thought of what Yuji told him to do when his cock starts feeling weird, he had to ‘jerk off’ which his brother had told him would ’help the ache in his dick but make his feelings for you worse’

Choso sighed and reached a hand down to touch his cock, not yet reaching into his underwear. He sucked in a breath, it was terribly sensitive. pathetic.

He thought about you as he rubbed himself with his hand, thought about how you look when you laugh, about your pretty fucking eyes. The prettiest ones he’d ever seen in his almost 200 years of living. He shudders, and when he looks down again there’s a wet spot forming in his underwear, right where his tip was placed.

He feels dirty, he feels like a pervert. Thinking about his pretty friend while doing something so nasty. It feels wrong. But he needs it, he craves it.

He reluctantly pulls down his boxers, watching as his cock springs up, and it hurts. He thinks of you again, about that one time you stumbled over your own feet, and put your pretty little hand on his chest so you wouldn’t fall.

He touches his tip and he whines. fuck. it’s red and sensitive and little beads of what he assumes is pre cum, leaks out.

He starts playing with himself, grasping his length softly and stroking it once. He lifts up his tshirt and puts it in his mouth, to not make too much noice. it feels so fucking good already.

He begins stroking it slowly. up and down, just doing what feels good. He spits in his hand and brings it back to his cock to continue jerking off. He whimpers.

He’s so desperate for you to like him, for you to touch him, for him to be yours. And for you to be his. He closes his eyes, and he pictures you next to him, your smaller hand replacing his own, stroking him, telling him you love him. He thinks about kissing your pretty lips, holding your cute face in his hands. He thinks about being inside you,

his dick twitches as he groans, spilling his sticky load on his stomach while his whole body shakes. He stares at his mess, breathing heavily while he comes down from his high.

fuck. He wants you so bad, he needs you.

and Yuji was right, the ache in his now softening dick is gone, but the ache in his heart only got worse.

part two here

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velvetcrimsonkisses · 14 days

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SMAU- THE GUYS SEND YOU A GYM PIC

(Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso)

Note: Finally got it done 😪 I need all of them 😫

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kenm4vhs · 6 months

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i can’t see the difference

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk season 2 #choso kamo #kamo choso #choso x y/n #choso x you #choso smut #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso x reader #choso my beloved #jjk choso #choso #choso x female reader #jjk kamo #jjk smut #jjk fluff #jjk x reader

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lowkeyremi · 3 months

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JJK MEN AS DADS

How they are with their kiddos/babies ! ft. gojo, geto, choso, toji, and nanami

content: no curse!au fluff, established relationship (marriage), children, families.

Gojo Satoru

"Look at my little boy, he looks just like me, what a heart stopper you'll be when you get older!" He praises his two year old, Kenji Gojo.

"'Toru stop trying to manifest our son into a hoe." Satoru turns to you with a loud gasp, eyes wide, and it causes your little boy to giggle.

"How could you say such words, in front of him? Don't listen to Mommy. Daddy was never a player. Never ever!" Kenji has no clue what's happening he just laughs at his father's dramatics.

"Oh brother, I hope he doesn't turn into a drama queen like you. And yes you were a player before I got with you. Remember when you kissed my friend then like ten minutes later tried to kiss me?" Satoru was a menace in college. Every time you bring up that specific college memory he always says-

"Ugh, blame Suguru! He was the one who made me take shots when I didn't like to drink." There it is. That was excuse for two-timing you and your best friend back then.

"Save it for someone who believes you. Kenji, don't be like Daddy when you grow up, okay?" Your husband knows you're joking but he can't help but whine and feel like you're being against him.

"Otay Mommy! Daddy is hoeeee. Hoe hoe hoe. Merry Christmas!" Your poor little boy thinks he's saying the noise Santa makes instead of a derogatory term and it's hilarious.

Of course you encourage him, "Daddy's a what?"

"Hoe!" Kenji screams out with a smile on his face. Satoru frowns loosing his playfulness.

"I-i guess my family just hates me... no one loves me." He sighs loudly to sell it to you guys but you don't buy it. He sits in the corner pretending to cry. "Boo hoo..." Kenji waddles his way over to his father patting his head.

"No cry Daddy, you not a hoe. You Daddy." Satoru fakes a loud gasp when he hears his son comfort him, thinking Satoru is actually crying.

"Really?!" He asks the little boy standing next to him.

"Yeah, Daddy is cool!!" Satoru chuckles, picks up is little boy and tosses him into the air. The small white haired child screams in delight as his father catches him, and you can't deny that all the trouble you and Satoru had in your relationship was worth seeing this.

Geto Suguru

"And then, the monster ate the twin girls who didn't go to sleep at their bed time-"

"Ooooookay. I think that's enough bed time stories from Papa." You say ushering your girls to bed, Hana looks scared out of her mind but Kana's eyes are sparkling with curiosity.

"Awww, Mommy, it was just getting good!" Kana whines, you know she wants to hear whatever else Suguru makes up on spot but he scared Hana who looks like she wants to cry.

"I know sweetie, but I don't think Hana really liked that story." The girls are six and full of energy at any given time.

"Come on baby, let me tell Kana the rest." Suguru matches his daughter's tone, knowing you'll give in.

"Alright, fine, but you need to apologize to Hana, look at her." Your husband looks at his younger twin daughter and he does feel kind of bad for scaring her like that. Suguru likes telling scary stories and myths to his girls just like his father had done to him. He always thought they were super cool.

"Oh, Hana, sweet girl. Papa's sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that. How about I tell you and your sister a different story?" Hana looks a little doubtful as do you, but Suguru grants you a smile. He knows you trust him so you give him a stern look before kissing his forehead.

"Don't take too long, I need my cuddles." He smirks, kissing your hand, "Of course my dear."

The twins coo in unison at their parents romantic gestures, they think it's the coolest thing ever. "You girls have your stuffed animals?" He asks them and they nod together waiting for his story.

He tells the two about a princess who needed saving. Her long lost sister came to save her from a scary dragon and they lived happily together.

"That sounds like me and Hana!! I fought the scary dragon and Hana was the princess!!!" Kana says with excitement. Sometimes Suguru sees two little girls he used to foster in his own girls. He wonders how they're doing these days. They're probably grown up by now or at least in their late teens.

"I really wish Mommy had let me name you guys Nanako and Mimiko." He whispers with a soft smile. Kana looks at him in confusion rubbing her tired eyes, Hana's already asleep.

"Huh?" Kana asks.

"Nothing my dear, good night, little one." He tucks her into bed and gives her a tend kiss on the forehead.

"Night night, Papa." She says with a yawn and Suguru makes his way downstairs to join you.

Kamo Choso

Choso bites his lip looking down at his son, the boy looks a lot like you he thinks. Ryuji is his name, you let him name him. "I didn't mean to break it." He whines to his father. Choso has a soft spot for his boy. He reminds him a lot of his little brother Yuji.

"I know bud, but what will we tell Mom when she gets home?" Ryuji had accidentally broken your favorite ceramic mug. Choso was not sure what he signed up for when he got you pregnant but it sure wasn't this.

He and his son were always getting scolded by you. Every time Ryuji gets into some kind of trouble it also happens to be Choso's fault for not watching him closely as you always say. The truth is, Ryuji seems to get into trouble even with his father watching him closely.

"Um... we can tell her it was at the edge of the counter and i walked past it and it fell down. Then it will be her fault for leaving it by the edge." Choso smiles at his devious ten year old. He knows lying is bad but if you heard what really happened you'd scold both of them.

What actually happened as that Ryuji was playing in the kitchen, even though you've warned him against it many times and he knocked your mug down onto the ground.

"Good idea, kid. I don't want to hear Mom yelling again. I might get couch treatment again." Choso shivers at the idea of sleeping on the cramped couch rather than in his warm bed with you.

"You remind me a lot of your Uncle Yuji." Choso says ruffling his son's hair. "You and Mom keep saying that and I don't know if that's good or bad."

"It depends. Yuji can be both." Choso chuckles. His son gives him a crushing hug.

"I love you dad, you're doing great." And Choso didn't know how much he needed to hear those words but they were getting to him.

Fushiguro Toji

"Quit kicking your Ma, ya little brat." He threatens your swelling belly. He gives you a questioning look when you glare at him. Those emerald eyes challenge yours in a staring contest.

"What is with you and threatening our unborn children?" Your question is followed by a giggle.

"Gotta let the brats know who's in charge." He blows out a breath and puffs his chest, you find the whole ordeal ridiculous. The man is a girl dad for crying out loud. Even his oldest, your step-son thinks his father is a clown. And before Tsumiki died there were three daughters in his life.

He thinks your third one is bound to be a boy, but you're secretly hoping for a girl just to further sink Toji's idea of having a little boy to boss around. Megumi comes around maybe twice a month to see his little half-sisters, which means Toji is surrounded by girls all the time.

You like to joke around with him and say, "What do you know? Girls seem to follow you wherever you go." He always grumbles about it being stupid and unfair.

"As I was saying-"

"DAD!!!!! MY HAIR OH NOOOOOOO." Toji's up off the couch in seconds answering at his daughter's beck and call.

He walks into her room to see her braid was messed up. "What happened, Doll?" He asks her, undoing the braid so he can redo it.

"Yui undid my braid!! She took my hair tie and ran to her room!!!" She squeals, in horror at her little sister's thieving.

"Oh did she now? I'll go have a talk with her once I braid this back up." He's gentle with his tender-headed daughter. He quickly braids her hair back up, the pattern memorized. 100% self indulgent bc im tender headed.

"I have this green hair tie, is that okay, sweet girl?" She sighs quietly. "Where are the blue ones?" Toji clicks his tongue. "I can go get one real quick if you hold the end of this braid." He tells her and she's quick to do it. Her favorite color is blue after all.

She cheers when her father returns with a blue hair tie. He ties it up quickly, "Okay let me go talk to Yui." Nami nods brushing out her baby doll's hair.

Toji makes an appearance in front of his four year old's door, she's making her dolls scream at each other. "What was da reason?!!!!" She screams pretending to be one of the dolls, "I had a reason." She makes the other say.

Toji rolls his eyes, his daughter has been watching too much TV with you. "Excuse me miss Cardi B, why did you steal your sister's hair tie?" His hands are on his hips and his eyes are squinted to add to his authority.

"Whattttt, Dad, you know dat?" She asks as if her dad lives under a rock.

"Tch I'm not old, I know what memes are. Now answer the question." She rolls her eyes. You tell Toji she gets her attitude from him.

"If you haf to know I needed it, so I could give Sprinkles a ponytail." Sprinkles is the dog Toji said he was NOT going to get for his girls but caved in and got anyway.

"Ya coulda asked me or your Ma for one rather than stealing it right from your sister's hair." She shakes her head in disagreement. Toji wonders what's going on in her head right now.

"Dad you don't get it! It had to be that one!"

"Why that specific hair tie?" She goes silent turning away from her father and mumbling something Toji can barely hear.

"Speak up, princess." She scoffs and sighs and folds her arms. Wow the sass is unreal.

"Sprinkle thinks Nami is super cool so she wants what Nami has." Toji isn't stupid he knows his daughter is using the dog as a place holder for how she admires her older sister. Yui doesn't like to admit it though.

"Are you sure it's Sprinkle who thinks Nami is super cool?" He gives her the chance to be open with him and she sighs taking the bait.

"I guess. I think Nami is super cool." She murmurs and Toji smirks.

"It's alright to think your sis is cool, Dad didn't get to grow up with any cool siblings. Just annoying cousins."

"Mai and Maki are cooler than you, Dad, not annoying!" The man in question raises his brow his smirk never leaving, "Okay since I'm not cool. I guess I won't take you out for treats anymore when Ma says no."

Little Yui gasps, bursting upward like a rocket and running toward her dad. She hugs his leg, her little head looking up at him, "I was kidding Dad. You're super cool. Please don't stop taking me for treats!!"

Toji smiles, picks up his little girl and tickles her. She screams out for him to stop, "Huh? I can't hear what you're saying."

"Nami help!!!!"

In seconds Nami's attacking her father in a playful manner, "Let go of my sister!!"

"Okay then." Toji holds his daughter upside down by her feet, as she screams some more. "MA!!! HELPPP!!!!"

"Toji put her down." You say in a half-hearted manner.

"She is down. Upside down."

Nanami Kento

"See, you're getting the hang of it, Hiro." Kento softly encourages his son who's struggling with his math homework. You had tried to help him but he screamed that what you were saying didn't make sense. So of course you yelled back, letting your emotions get the better of you.

Kento had stepped in to keep you two from ripping each other's heads off. Plus all that screaming had woken up the baby. You could hear her crying.

That was about an hour ago. You quietly walked into the dining room with your seven month old baby girl cuddled up to your chest as you held her tight.

The sight of your husband helping your son warmed your heart, but you also felt guilt hot in your stomach for yelling at him, he's only twelve.

"Hey, Hiro. Can I talk to you, hon?" You ask softly. Both your son and Kento turn their heads upon hearing your voice. He nods at you and you inhale deeply, "I'm sorry for yelling at you, bud, I didn't mean it."

His eyes soften as do Kento's.

"I'm sorry too, Mom. I started it. You were just trying to help me." Kento's smile encourages you to walk closer to the table which you do.

"We should have had Dad come help in the first place, huh? I'm not good at explaining." Hiro shares a laugh with you, and Kento cups your cheek.

"Explanations might not be your strong suit but you're still a good mother, baby." Hiro gags at his father calling you "baby" he hate when you two get sappy.

You move your head a little so you can kiss his palm. As expected Hiro covers his eyes and making more throwing up noises.

"Oh hush, one day you'll find someone for you, and you'll be just like me and your mother." Kento says rolling his eyes and you giggle. Even though you guys have your differences you guys always forgive each other at the end of the day.

Your little girl coos quietly and Kento holds out his arms gesturing for his little girl.

"She's just had dinner, so she might fall asleep on you." Your warning doesn't bother him at all, if anything, you'll probably have more pictures to add to your baby gallery on your phone if she falls asleep in his arms.

She's already a dad's girl and she's only seven months old. You thought maybe Hiro would be a mama's boy but he's definitely his daddy's son.

You don't mind though, well, sometimes you're a little jealous that you have to share your man with your kids. Kento's a very lovable man though, so you can't blame them.

#jjk #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk as dads #jjk!dads #jujutsu kaisen as dads #dad!au #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #choso x reader #choso kamo x reader #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader

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chosocutegf · 2 months

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Choso x fem!reader

cw: smut

You are currently laying on your stomach, exhausted from the hours spent love making with your boyfriend. Your head is resting on the pillow and you’re hugging it, your eyes closed as you breathe softly. The air smells like sex, but you revel in it, reminding you of the love you share with your boyfriend.

Choso is propped up on a elbow while he looks down at you with a little contented smile gracing his lips, tenderly tracing patterns on your back. You let out a soft sigh at the feeling, relaxing further under his touch. You shift slightly in bed when you feel your boyfriend’s cum slowly oozing out your hole and you clench your thighs together. Your body is sore, but it’s a delicious pain reminding you of what you just finished to do with your lover.

“Baby…,” your boyfriend whines softly, glancing at your legs’ movement before leaning down to place soft kisses on your temple and side of the face. “Mmh,” you answer, eyes still closed and smiling when you feel choso’s lips on your skin.

His hands go lower, caressing the outline of your asscheeks and the back of your thighs. There is a lovestruck look in his half lidded eyes as he looks down at you, and his lips are swollen from all the kisses you shared. “One more time, please?,” He asks softly against your skin, moving his hand to stroke away your hair from your face and look down at you with tender eyes.

You let out a groan mixed with a chuckle and turn your head to the other side, playfully ignoring him. “I’m tired and sore, Cho,” you tell him, your voice muffled against the pillow. It’s followed by a little whine from your boyfriend and you feel him getting closer against your back.

“I know, i know… I’ll be soft, mh? Please, love,” he goes on, pressing soft kisses along your spine, his hand going back to caress the back of your thighs. You let out a soft hum at his words, and he knows that you’re giving him permission.

With that, he grips your hips and moves you on top of him, until you’re laying on his chest and your legs are on each side on his waist. Your face is buried against his neck, and you sigh softly when you feel him caress your thigh with one hand and guide his cock to your hole with the other.

“Mmh, Cho…,” you whine softly against his skin when his cock easily slips inside you, facilitated by both his cum and your juices spilling out of your hole. You arch your back and bite your lower lip as you raise your head from his neck to look down at your pretty boyfriend. He slowly thrust inside of you, dragging his cock against your walls which grips to him tightly.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs, leaning up to capture your lips in a sloppy kiss. You moan when you taste his tongue, sucking it gently in your mouth. He keeps fucking his cock up inside of you, while his hands roam lazily across your back.

You pull back to breathe and rest your forehead against his, feeling your lips brushing against each other and your breaths mingling together. “I’m c-close, princess,” he moans after a few moments, squeezing his eyes shut as he brings his hands to grip your asscheeks and thrusting slightly harder into you. Both of you are still overstimulated from the previous session, and you already feel getting closer yourself.

“Fuck… yes, please, Cho,” you whine, reaching between your bodies to rub your clit, wanting to reach your orgasm with your boyfriend. He keeps drilling his cock inside you while moaning against your lips, until he stills and spurts his cum inside you. You come soon after, your walls spasming around him and milking him dry.

“O-ooh, god… fuck, you’re perfect,” he murmurs breathless, still thrusting mindlessly inside you, wanting to keep his cum nestled in your walls. You sigh and relax against him, burying your face against his neck and smiling softly. “I’m tired…,” you murmur against your skin and Choso smiles.

He caresses your back, gently sliding out of you as he leaves soft kisses against your temple. His cum oozes out of your hole in fat globes, and slides down over his soft cock. “I know, I’ve got you, baby,” he murmurs between kisses, holding you tightly against him. In that moment, it’s like the world around you two doesn’t exist and the only important thing is you two, together.

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#choso #choso kamo #jjk choso #choso x reader #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso smut #choso x y/n #choso x you #choso x female reader #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk x you #jjk smut #jjk fluff #choso fluff #jjk x y/n #.writing #𐙚

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woodenanemone · 4 months

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Choso refuses to gift you the beating core of his lifeblood housed inside his chest, or the inner expanse of knowledge and thoughts he called his brain. He fears that his heart is too finite, his mind too frail. These appendages are far too dishonorable for you, bound by the chains of mortality and human vulnerability. It is only his soul that would suffice, along with the promise of his essence to you, that could be worthy enough to be submitted to you. Only the substance of his spirit could go on after death. And for that, he yields it to you.

poetic choso is ruining my life rn

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textmel8r · 8 days

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[ SMAU ] 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 ! in which reader and the jujutsu kaisen men have fun with remote vibrators .

୨୧˚ incl; satoru gojo , suguru geto , kento nanami , toji fushiguro , choso kamo

୨୧˚ cw; mentions of orgasms , voyeurism , profanity , name calling ( i.e. slut , whore ) , sub! choso

୨୧˚ an; hey😨 wow new post crazy…

likes and reblogs are appreciated !

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ffsg0jo · 6 days

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boynextdoor! choso who you've had a mini crush on ever since you saw him move in with his two brothers yuuji and sukuna. yuuji is the 5-year-old who is just the sweetest ray of sunshine, and sukuna (kuna) is the grumpy undergrad whose name you only know because of yuuji's incessant need for 'uppies'. you don't know much about choso, though, except that he's the eldest, is always working to pay for the bills/rent, and is scarcely home.

boynextdoor! choso, who invites you over for dinner a couple of days after moving in to get to know you a little better and introduce him and his family. you notice the lack of parents, but you don’t say anything or bring it to attention, seeing first-hand how hard choso works as you help him with all the dishes he cooked, and as sukuna sets the table. immediately, yuuji is smitten by you (and you, him) constantly trying to get your attention and talking to you about his new friend called gumi, your shared neighbour's son. choso watches you with yuuji in your arms while you're animatedly talking to his baby brother. the genuine interest you show in what yuuji says makes his heart pitter patter.

(sukuna is quiet throughout the whole affair, only speaking when spoken to and even then keeping it prompt, but he notices the way choso looks at you when you're not watching and vice versa. you’re kind, polite, and seemingly loving. you could be good for his older brother; he thinks to himself.)

boynextdoor! choso, who knocked on your door and asked if you wanted him to take the trash outside your door to the big bins since he's throwing out his own as well on the second week they moved in. your face heated up, and you swooned at his thoughtfulness as you shyly nodded, adding if it's not too much trouble for him. ever since then, he's assumed the role of taking out your trash, making sure to dispose of all the rubbish in the appropriate bins. does it make him a little late to work? yes. but the look on your face when he first asked was worth it.

boynextdoor! choso, who secretly tries to find excuses to see you more and more often in his busy schedule. he caught a glimpse of you through your window when first moving in, and he can't get enough of you ever since. whether it's bringing round some 'extra' cookies, he's baked for sukuna and yuuji or asking if you'd like to join them for dinner again. you've never really taken him up on that offer, though, worried about intruding, and he's almost on the verge of begging you, insisting you could never.

boynextdoor! choso who bakes the best cookies and muffins. you're half convinced he's lying to you, and he's just bought them from the local bakery. but you've seen the evidence through the window directly opposite yours, with little yuuji chasing both of his brothers round the kitchen with tiny fistfuls of flour. it's the first time you've seen choso smile so brightly, and something in your heart melts. even sukuna is tame and soft in the presence of his older brother, you've noted.

boynextdoor! choso whose brothers notice the badly hidden crush he has on the cutie next door. (yes, it's gotten so obvious that even little yuuji recognises the fact that big bro really wants to be your friend). he works so hard for them, and he deserves happiness, so it's in his best interest when both knuckleheads (mainly sukuna) put their heads together and start plotting and devising a plan to try and get you both together. they've seen the longing in both of your eyes and are sure it'll work.

boynextdoor! choso who knocks on your door at 4 something am in the morning whilst you're half asleep asking if you could babysit yuuji. his shift starts two hours, and he needs to leave in one, and sukuna is nowhere to be seen. he's so apologetic, and he promises to make it up to you however you want. you see the bags under his eyes and the heart-breaking frown on his face, and you immediately agree. yuuji's a delight anyway, and you'd be more than happy to.

(yuuji is gently woken up by his big bro before he leaves, who explains what's happened. he smiles a wide, sleepy smile and is excited to spend time with you, ready to set his and sukubros plan into motion. but first, he needs another nap and some cuddles.)

(choso is forever grateful for the angel of a brother yuuji is. it balances out sukuna for sure.)

boynextdoor! choso, who seems to talk about you a lot, and how beautiful you are. at least according to yuuji. yuuji says sometimes big bro sees you outside from the kitchen window whilst he's cooking and looks at you with a smile. a smile yuuji's only seen him give to two other people, but other big bro said that choso wants to crush you? he doesn't understand why because you're really lovely to yuuji and to everyone in general and you play with him and let him take pictures on your phone and secretly let him have his dessert with his meal. anyways if big bro tries to crush you, don't worry, you've got yuuji to protect you!

(his words make you blush at the implication as you realise what yuuji means.)

boynextdoor! choso who comes back from his long shift to you and yuuji napping on his couch. he’s exhausted, but the sight of you two together warms his heart, and he suddenly finds himself with bucketloads of energy. he gets started on making dinner for you all whilst you’re napping, and he hopes that you’ll stay this time. halfway through prepping, he hears a door open and a worse for wear sukuna stumbles in with a hard look on his face. quietly, sukuna joins his brother, muttering a small apology and washing his hands before taking over on chopping the onions. the two cook in silence, knowing that sukuna would open up when he’s ready.

boynextdoor! choso who gently nudges you awake when they’re finished cooking. at first, you think you’re dreaming with an angelic looking choso hovering above you. but then you cringe, feeling the drool on your cheek, wiping it away quickly, praying choso never noticed. (he most definitely did, but he found it incredibly endearing). he thanks you profusely and insists on you joining them for dinner. you’re glad you did because there’s just something so sweet about the three brothers interacting with each other. even sukuna lightly jokes around and teases little yuuji at the dinner table, trying to get him to eat all his veggies.

boynextdoor! choso, who keeps trying to pay you for looking after yuuji when you’re about to leave. you refuse knowing that his family needs it more, plus you’re more than happy to look after yuuji, he’s an angel. choso still insists, adamant on paying you and only shuts up when you tell choso to take you out on date instead, emboldened by everything yuuji’s told you. choso short circuits, blushing furiously. he nods, unable to form words, and stutters out an ‘i’ll text you’. you turn around and leave, and choso is still rooted to the spot, replaying your words in his head. it’s only when he’s giggling and kicking his legs in bed that he suddenly realises he doesn’t have your number. oh well, it’s just another excuse to see you then.

(sukuna witnesses the whole thing and is lowkey mad because he spent all that time planning and plotting for no reason. he hears choso’s giggles through the thin walls, though, and fights back a smile. to hell with his plans.)

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