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prettypei · 7 months

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hii i enjoy your writing! may i request fluff drabbles for gojo, choso, yuta, noritoshi (kamo from the kyoto school) and hajime (aka kashimo the turquoise haired pikachu) please? like he's in an established relationship with reader and they're out on a cute date, being domestic and behaving like an old married couple. some ideas: ikea, grocery shopping, aquarium, art gallery, science museum/observatory etc

bonus if there are sweet romantic moments~ i'm fine with either fem or gender neutral reader, thank you i hope you'll consider my request! i just need something comforting to read bc shibuya arc has started in the anime while the manga is kinda at a tensed climax rn and i feel stressed lmao

plot: cute dates/domestic couple thingys with them!; fluff

reader: gn! Reader

characters: gojo, yuuta, choso, kashimo, kamo

warnings: yuutas kinda mean in this (but in a yuuta way)

(a/n): first req!!!!!! Hi hello anon I hope u like it 💪💪💪 gojo’s bento is very stereotypical Japanese LOL…KAMO IS SRSLY UNDERRATED!!!! Erm I also have like zero knowledge of flowers so sorry if it’s inaccurate, KAMOS IS SUPER CHEESY ENDING GBHBHJHHJHJH

✰CHOSO

Choso loves art. But he doesn’t only love art, he also loves you. So when you suggested to take him to the art museum for a date, he was overjoyed by the thought. But… he was embarrassed that you would see his drawings of you, so he hid it discreetly in his bag when you went to the museum. Yes, he paints you. Sketches you, even. But he’s way too shy to admit it, because god, he could never capture the way your eyes glinted or the way your smile stood out or the expression of pure bliss when he kissed you… he tries to avoid drawing you, but he can’t. You’re in every thought of his. And now, he’s trying to hide his notebook from you. He’s hugging it close to his chest, hiding it under his book bag as he mimicked the painting in front of him. It was a simple one, really…but it looked like it was missing something. He thought for a minute and his brain clicked. It was missing you. You would fit perfectly into it, since your eye color would stand out splendidly. He just finished drawing your face before… “whatcha doing?” He stumbles and knocks over his collection of colored pencils over the bench he was sitting on. “Nothing.” “Are you drawing something? Can I see it?” You ask excitedly. And honestly, could he ever say no to you? He mumbled a bit as he gave the book to you and started picking up the colored pencils, and you were surprised to see your own face staring back at you. “Is-is this me?” You smile. You flip through the book, and you noticed how your face was on almost every page. Choso looks up with a flustered face. “I-well-kinda? Yeah?” You drop down to the floor and hug him. “You’re so cute.” You mumble with a grin on your face. If he had known this would’ve made you like this he would’ve shown you this ages ago.

✰YUUTA

You and yuuta were at the grocery store, the second time this week, because food was running out again, since yuuta always insists on "buying just enough for both of us so we don't waste any food". If you didn't lie, you thought he quite enjoyed your silly little trips to the groceries. Even though the walk was short, you and yuuta often point out interesting things that cross your path. Last week you saw a dog wearing a fur coat, and just yesterday yuuta heard a construction worker whistle out the tune to "From the start" by Laufey. It's those simple things that quickly become inside jokes for the both of you. Upon arriving at the store, you usually follow yuuta as he shops for suitable groceries for today's lunch and dinner. But...after going shopping with him 3 times when you were dating, you noticed yuuta had a habit of looking at food labels. For a really long time. As yuuta examines the ingredients for the canned pineapples (why would you even need to do that? It's literally just pineapples!) you whine about how he's taking so long that you've started getting wrinkles. He then proceeds to give you a chuckle and a "wait a minute, love." and continue to read the can's contents. "(name)." He calls out your name in the most serious tone you've ever heard him in. "what?" He reaches into the cart and takes out a can of "grilled takoyaki balls: freshly made" and gives you a disgusted look. You shrug sheepishly.

✰GOJO

"(NAME)!!! (NAMEEEE)!!!" A tic almost forms at your forehead when you hear that sound, and, lo and behold, it is your husband once again embarrassing you in front of your co-workers. You walk over to him while crossing your arms. "What are you doing?" You hiss as the women (and men) all around you give you jealous looks. "Can't I surprise my darlin' at work once in a while?" He grins while holding up a bento box. Your eyes soften as you look at the homemade bento. Yeah, it probably tastes like shit cuz Gojo really can't cook, but...it's nice to see him put in an effort once in a while. "I wanna see your reaction when you eat it." He says stubbornly as he pulls your hand into the office building. "Oh boy." You think when Gojo shrugs off the security guard and waves to everyone as he waltzes into the lunch break room like he owns the place. He pulls a chair down for you and sits down in another one. "Open it, open it!" He smiles. You roll your eyes with a chuckle, and you're expecting to see some unidentified gunk, but to your surprise, it's a cute bento with sausages shaped like squid, egg rolls tucked in nicely next to the fried rice, and meat balls on a stick. “I made it four times, did you like it? And, well, I may or may have not made our kitchen a mess but it’s worth-“ You shut him up with a kiss.

✰KAMO

“Kamo, love?” “Yes, dear?” “Look at how gorgeous these Daffodils are!” You pick up a potted plant of them as Kamo miles at you. Going on dates to flower shops had become a routine for you and Kamo, since you both would do it weekly. “Yes, darling, they are beautiful. Not as beautiful as you though.” “Shut up.” You scoff as you roll your eyes and shove him playfully. Kamo has a wide knowledge about flowers, knowing what each of them symbolize and what they represent. Before dating Kamo, you would’ve never known that red, white and pink carnations had different meanings, or that white Hyacinths stood for loveliness. Most of the time on these dates you would stroll through each aisles, pointing out flowers or plants that you thought were cute. Kamo would then proceed to tell you the meaning. On the surface, it may seem like a repetitive action, but with Kamo, everything feels new and interesting. He may tell you a story about what this plant reminds him of, or about how this flower wilts to your beauty. At the end of every date (usually the shopkeeper has to kick you both out) Kamo buys you a bouquet of flowers, each symbolizing something about your relationship with one another. Even though sometimes the flowers wilt and you have to throw them away, he knows that his love for you never will.

✰KASHIMO

"Kashi! You look just like it!" Kashimo hums as he opens one eye to see you holding up a cat. You both are at a cat cafe, since you really do love cats and, well, Kashimo doesn't mind cats, really. But when he met you (a certified-cat-lover) his love for them had grown. Now, whenever he sees a stray cat on the street, he takes a picture and shows it to you. "Do I? Its hair's not green." He points out. "Well, it doesn't have to be! You and him both give off the same vibes! I just saw him standing on top of the bookshelf, thought it looked lonely." "You think I'm lonely?" He teases, getting down from his seat to sit on the floor with you. “Nah. You’re never lonely with me.” You grin. “Say hi to it!” “Hello.” He says with a deadpan face. “You have to be friendly with it!” “Hello.” He smiles an obviously forced grin. “😐” “I love you.” “Okay.” “C’mon, baby don’t be like that.” He smirks as he scoots in closer with you. You roll your eyes as you start playing with the cat. Kashimo’s eyes narrow as he snatch’s the cat away from your arms. “Hey!” “If you keep on playing with it more than me, I’m gonna think you were wishing you were dating it.” He ruffles its hair as he lets it go. “You’re so mean. It’s cute! Unlike you.” “Who exactly is the mean one?” You giggle and poke his cheek. “I’m joking, joking. I love you.” There’s a moment of silence as he takes in the words. “Well, I love you more. If this is a competition, I’m definitely gonna win.”

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thevelria · 8 months

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Blood and Poker - Call me when you are ready to date me (SFW/mafia!Gojo x pokerplayer!fem!reader)

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Summary: You and your friends go to a casino to have some fun. Since you used to be a pro player you keep winning at the table which gets the attention of the owner. He tries to find out that you are a cheater or a genius.

Author's note: I love poker, I love casinos, I love mafia and I love Gojo. Simple as that lol

Warnings: no warnings.

WordCount: 1.9K

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Sliding into your black heels and fixing your tight, mid-thigh long dress before you actually stepped out of your apartment. “I’m on my way, Shoko.” you clicked your tongue. Your childhood friend sometimes was a bit too much but you loved her anyway. “Yes, exactly. I’m literally opening the door downstairs. I already see you.” you started to wave while canceling the call.

“You are late.” she rolled her eyes.

“Oh, c’mon… 3 minutes.”

“You are still late.” she teased. “Nah, get in the car. Utahime and Meimei are already waiting for us.”

“What about the boys?” you asked as you buckled the safety up.

“Nanami picks Haibara up and they come with Kento’s car.”

And what is all the fuss about, you may ask? It was a tradition. You’ve been friends since high school and stuck together even if you grew up. Even when you were at different unis and started to work at different workplaces. All of you gathered in the town twice a year. Once for a nice dinner before Christmas and once for a wasted gambling night in the Spring. Since it was April you were eager to meet your friends and let out all the stress, get wasted and probably win some money.

It’s been a few years now that you stopped your career as a professional poker player. On a night like this you were able to feel the tension once again, to feel the adrenalin crawling up in your body and you let it spread in your veins. You had a perfect, so-called poker face. No one could read your emotions and you made advantage of that skill whenever you needed to.

All of you met in front of the entrance, between kisses, hugs and howareyous you looked up for a blink and saw the big neon letters “GOJO”. This casino entered your town not long ago and you were more than happy to give it a try.

As soon as you stepped in the girls aimed for the bar.

“The usual?” Utahime asked you.

“Yes, honey. Thank you. I’ll be over at the…”

“Poker table.” Meimei finished your sentence giggling.

“You know me too well.” you laughed.

Yu joined the girls, while Kento decided to escort you to the table you just picked randomly.

“Tonight is my night, girl.” he leaned closer to you as soon as you took a seat. “I’m gonna win all your sweet money. It will be a perfect revenge for last year’s disaster.”

“You wish, sweetheart.” you petted his thigh. “You wish.”

Round after round you won the pot and kept gathering Kento’s chips, just as the other two player’s, too. Your friend was getting more and more impatient and probably irritated.

“Fuck…” he hissed. “I’m out.” he rolled his eyes the second you raised the bet on the river. After an hour or so Kento was lacking his chips, maybe they were enough for 2 or 3 more rounds.

***

“Boss, I need you to come with me please.” Yuuta bowed slightly before Gojo.

“What’s the matter?” he frowned. The head of security called him only when there was something off.

“I think there might be a cheater at one of the poker tables.” he sat down in the security room in front of the countless screens which gave them access to see everything in the casino. “Look! Do you see it at table 7? She keeps winning for one and a half hours straight. There’s no way she doesn’t count the cards…” he shook his head irritated. “Do you want me to kick her out?”

Gojo stepped closer, rubbing his thumb and index finger up and down on his jaw. “Hmm…” he growled as he stared at you. “I will handle her myself.” he spun on his heels and left the room. “Let’s see if you are a cheater or a genius, darling.” he smirked as he hurried his steps towards your table.

***

“Oh, c’mon!” Nanami threw his hands into the air. “I know you’re bluffing, girl. I’m sure!”

“Am I?” you poked your tongue against your inner cheek.

“Go, sweety, go!” Yu cheered for you from behind, sitting at a normal table, sipping his drink. He and the girls took a break and decided to watch the painful execution of Nanami Kento’s wallet.

“Shut your mouth, Haibara!” hissed the blonde haired man, as he pushed his glasses back up on his nose.

“Show me what you got.” you smiled after the river. At this time only you and him stayed at the table, everyone else gave up and left.

“I win this. I know I do.” he smirked and flashed a full house with Aces full of Kings.

“My sweet, Kento, my sweet sweet Kento.” your voice sounded warm and nice which sent shivers down his body.

“What?! WHAT?!” he clenched his jaw. “If you dare to tell me that…”

“Four of a kind…” you revealed your cards “Queens.” you chuckled a bit as the dealer repeated the result and pushed all the chips to you.

“Fuck off! Seriously, just fuck off, girl!” he took a desperately huge breath.

“Good evening.” a husky voice interrupted the little act at the table. “May I join? It seems this pretty lady is getting lucky, so I would like to try mine, too” the snow white haired man said politely. You missed the quick glance the dealer gave to his boss.

“There’s no luck in this, sir.” you rolled your eyes offended. “I’m simply good at this game.”

He raised his index finger as he took a seat, signing he wanted to join the game anyway.

“If you are an enemy of your own wallet, you can join us.” Nanami hummed.

The cards were dealt and everyone made the bet. You tried to read your newest opponent but him wearing dark sunglasses gave you a hard time.

“You’re staring.” he smirked.

“I know.” you raised one of your eyebrows.

Kento wanted to show off, even if he was terrible at any card games. Everyone knew it except him. He clicked his tongue, so you already knew he actually had something in his hand. You were holding a 7,2 off, so you dropped them without hesitation. There was no way on Earth you would try anything risky with the most horrible combination you could get.

As you kept staring at the handsome man next to you, he slightly pulled his sunglasses off, flashing his mesmerizingly blue eyes. “Holy fuck!” you thought to yourself.

Kento wasn’t paying attention, he was sure this time he was going to win the pot. So he of course missed the cheeky wink his opponent gave you before pushing the glasses back up. You bit your lower lip, because even if it was clearer than the sun you couldn’t say a single thing. You rather tried to find out what he could hold. According to the cards on the table after the river you had two possibilities in mind.

“All in.” he pushed all his chips to the middle of the table.

“Call!” snapped Kento without even thinking for a second.

“Fuck, Nanami!” you shook your head angrily. “How can you be this stupid!”

“Easy, girl. I got this…” he smirked, flashing his cards. “Four of a kind, Aces.” he kept raising his eyebrows up and down. But the fact his opponent pulled a tiny smile told you more than enough.

“He has a fucking straight flush, Kento. Why can’t you read the freaking cards?” you hummed a bittersweet laugh.

“How did you know…” he frowned as he showed the Queen and King of hearts in his hand. The dealer placed them right next to the rest of the cards in the middle of the table and called him the winner.

“Don’t worry.” you turned to Nanami. “I’m gonna win your money back.” you winked at him.

“Will you?” your opponent chuckled. “By the way I’m Satoru.” he offered his hand for a shake.

“Nice to meet you.” you nodded.

“It’s my pleasure to play with a woman like you.” he tried to smooth talk.

“Stop flirting and make the bet.” you pretended to yawn.

Gojo pulled his hand back and slightly smiled. Your cheeky attitude amazed him.

As you promised your friend after a few rounds you had all the chips.

“Your girlfriend is very very talented.” he turned to Nanami.

“Girlfriend? Her? I would never ever date her…” he bursted out in a loud laughter.

You punched him hard in the shoulder. “Asshole.”

“You see?” Nanami tilted his head a bit.

“Only a fool wouldn’t date a beautiful lady like her.” he looked you in the eyes. That was the moment he got your attention.

***

Gojo had no intention in telling you he was the owner of the place, rather he invited you for a drink at the bar. You stepped to your friends and promised them you were going to be back soon.

“Girl! Don’t be ridiculous!” Meimei chuckled. “This guy is hot as fuck. Go get him.”

“A Gin-tonic, please.” you sat down at the bar.

“Actually, two.” Gojo took a seat next to you.

The second you wanted to pay for your drink the bartender smiled and said “It’s on the house, miss.”

You were surprised but didn’t turn down the free drink. Satoru started to ask you questions about your skill and you ended up telling him your story.

“I used to be a pro player.” you pulled a painful smile. “But I had to quit and since then I rarely play.”

“You are full of surprises, I am honestly amazed.”

The hours flew by and even if you had fun it was time to end the night.

“The casino has hotel rooms as well.” Gojo offered it smoothly.

“Thanks.” you stood up and placed your palm on his shoulder. “But I don’t do one night stands anymore.”

He smirked at your comment and grabbed a business card in his pocket, handing it to you as he stood up as well. “I’m not interested in one night stands either. Call me when you are ready to date me.” he gave a quick kiss on your cheek and left.

You stared at the card in your hand and frowned, because you were sure you'd seen his name somewhere. As you walked out of the building and turned around there it was. The huge neon letters “GOJO” right above the entrance flashed into your face. You grabbed your phone right away and sent him a text message.

“Why didn’t you say you own this whole place?”

“Does it matter?” he texted you back almost immediately.

You hummed a laugh, because he made a point. “No, actually it does not matter.”

***

The next morning you were woken up by your ringing phone.

“Yeah?” you picked up, being barely awake.

“So, are you ready to date me, yet?” Gojo’s husky voice made you smile.

“Uhm…” you had no idea what to say.

“I’ll pick you up at 7 sharp.” he hung up.

“Well, it seems I’m gonna have a date tonight.” you blinked a few times before a question popped in your mind. “Wait! How the hell does he know my address?”

You had no idea that Gojo Satoru wasn’t only an owner of a casino. No. He was the head of one the biggest mafia families in the whole country.

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kannra21 · 6 months

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Why do I put up with this cuss any advice

These people don't understand men or men's brain lmao. 😂

Gojo has an obvious crush on Utahime. He loves teasing her. This is so infatuated man behavior. He is whipped. He needs her attention bc if he doesn't say anything stupid to get a reaction from her, he'll explode. Utahime is a beautiful woman (who is too good for him lol, she'd probably get along better with someone more serious).

Everything Utahime rly wants from him is to be more respectful. She's not even asking for too much. Gojo just needs to stop being so goddamn annoying. 😂 If he returns to life somehow, I just hope that he'll become a better person honestly.

So far I loved the baseball episode, he cares ab her interests. He also gave her the word before the goodwill event as fellow colleagues bc he knows how much respect and aknowledgement means to her. He relies on her help. They have each other's numbers memorized and they talk even on their day off.

Utahime has an obvious problem; she's a semi-grade 1 sorcerer. She's obviously weak bc of the nature of her CT and she faced many prejudices before; from her scars to her incompetence as a sorcerer. Despite all that, she didn't grow resentful. She's a loving teacher to her students, taking on almost a motherly role.

It's hard not to love her when she's being so selfless and kind. People called her out on her weakness (Mei Mei too in hidden inventory) but she never gave up and never gave in to teasing. She has amazing problem-solving skills and she's so smart and cute when she gets all happy (when she hugged Shoko that time).

I love careless Utahime bc she reminds me of Gojo sm (lol she needs a day off). This is jjk 0.5 extra edition promotional feature.

In the same edition, Utahime exploited Yuuta and the squad (first-years at the time) to cook for the Grouper she attended to only to leave them with below minimal wage paycheck. 😂

I think that Utahime is a great girl with many virtues and vices. Her and Gojo are different in a way but they also have things in common; they love their kids. And when they talk about them it's like they're always in some sort of friendly parental competition. They're funny. And they knew each other for so long. It is a nice ship, especially for those who enjoy enemies to lovers trope.

So yea, people should enjoy whatever they want in fandom spaces. And "anything straight will always have the best treatment" is a given, considering this is shōnen we're talking about. Japanese fans ship gojohime so much, even more than western fans. Idk I like this ship.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #utahime iori #gojohime #gouta

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mana-jjk · 6 months

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in my heart of hearts i know that inuokko is intentional vs unintentional flirtation 101

• toge knows he’s attractive, he knows his hair and eyes are attention grabbing, and he knows that he’s cute. he weaponizes it consistently actually because trust me he knows. so yes, he does intentionally fluster yuuta ! he knows how to tilt his head, how to bat his eyelashes, and even when to strategically uncover his face to smile at him. one shot, k.o., yuuta is a tomato.

• yuuta on the other hand does not know that he’s attractive and he also does not know proper social cues so sometimes he says the most flirtatious shit so naturally. he could be called a rizz master but he has no idea the effect it has and why it would be considered flirting lol. so toge will tease him like, ‘you think i’m pretty?’ and yuuta will sit there soft smile and earnest, not even hesitating to say ‘i don’t think anyone could ever compare to you.’ and toge just kinda sits there, wide eyed and red faced like ‘abort mission !!’

but on the opposite side of the spectrum, they also have those moments as well !

• toge doesn’t realize the little things he does that makes yuuta fall in love with him. his easy kindness and willingness to take care of others. toge could be cooking dinner for everyone after a long day and yuuta would just be staring with actual heart eyes because he’s never seen anyone give kindness so easily. the day toge wrapped his scarf around yuuta because he noticed his nose getting red, yuuta almost passed out then and there. it’s the ‘i want to spend my life with you and live these domestic moments forever’ vibe !

• yuuta isn’t like, very good at flirting intentionally, like i said his rizz is unintentional lol. but he does have moments where he’s like ‘i need to be a good boyfriend and partake in flirting’ so he’ll break out the pick ups lines. they’re so bad, like horrible cheesy and terrible. most of the time he’s stuttering through the delivery and ends with a pathetic scratch of his head. when people are around, they’re cringing and looking back at toge like ‘really?’ but he’s sitting there, blushing looking absolutely besotted and ready to squish his cheeks aggressively.

#inumaki toge #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #yuuta okkotsu #inuokko #ottoge

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rush-the-stars · 9 months

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cielo beloved i personally would love to hear your thoughts on homewreckers yuuta and maki 🙌

you and another anon asked for yuuta and you have included maki and OF COURSE i will give my thoughts to you <333

i'll start with yuuta. first of all...yuuta huge on getting you to emotionally cheat with him smh. yuuta's your best friend. yuuta's the person you go running to when your boyfriend makes you cry. yuuta's the one there for you. and he'll always be the one there for you. he's the one that's bringing you your favorite snacks. he knows your favorite flowers. he makes your boyfriend look like a chump lol. i think yuuta also plays a little coy at first. makes comments like..."ah, well, we probably shouldn't hang out like this...wouldn't your boyfriend get mad?" or "well, if i was your boyfriend..."

he knows what he's doing. yuuta lures you into it. and really, it's all love, he just needs you to wake up to it.

i think he's also a little too possessive so i don't think he stays the other man very long, either. i do think he's patient with you, though. his love is the patient type, so he claims.

maki on the other hand...she doesn't give a fuck LMAOO. i actually think she's downright disrespectful. especially if you're dating some man she doesn't like.

answers your phone when your boyfriend calls like, "they're busy..." might even be a little out of breath over the phone, covering your mouth so no one will hear. wouldn't stop tho. doesn't care what he thinks.

always asks "you're still dating that loser?" fjdklsfj gets sorta mean about it.

defs always has to egg you on about like...how clearly he isn't satisfying you like she can...leaves obvious marks and when you scold her about it she scoffs. then tells you to break up with him then.

like megumi, i don't think she has the patience to be around your boyfriend without potentially causing a fight. possessive, too. i thinks maki finds it fun at first...also some weird pride/competitive thing in her...but eventually she'd get to a point of like...yeah okay you're done with him. and that's a command at that point LMAO.

#i think they can easily go yan too #yuuta especially #but maki too defs #vic i hope you're doing well!!#cielo chats!

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kentos-filmcamera · 2 years

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now playing... CANDY

a ella le gusta vacilar, todos los weekenes' irse a janguear

ella es loquita pero dulce como candy

pairing: okkotsu yuuta x afab!reader

summary: when your boyfriend gets too hot and bothered at the club !

wc: 1.2k

cw: nsfw (MINORS + AGELESS BLOGS DNI), small letters just for the intro, aged up/18+ characters, college AU but that's just for context, established relationship, semi-public sex, implied sub!okkotsu, mentions of alcohol, mentions of weed, PERREO WOOHOO, light latinx culture symbolism, latinx coded reader + friends, yuuta is a horny lil mf who gets turned on by nothing rip, fingering, riding (reverse cowgirl included), mostly-clothed sex, food trading (just a lollipop), implied unprotected sex.

inspired by: candy by plan b & CANDY - Remix by ROSALÍA ft. Chencho Corlerone

A/N: LE GUSTA LO KINKY NASTY AUNQUE SEA FANCY SE PONE CRANKY SI LO HAGO ROMANTIC lol a fucking classic, yet another reggeaton song fic but this time jjk 0 got me in SHAMBLES im sorry kenken baby but you’ve gotta share sometimes fanks to my loyal beta @erenllegayseva n my darling love @cherrykamado who hopped on this madness when i reached out <33 los reales ANYWAY bone apple teeth ;P

“Aw c’mon, baby, lighten up. It’s going to be fun!”

Okkotsu now remembered your voice very clearly in the queue to enter the club, dressed up in a mini skirt and a skimpy top, clinging onto him to avert the eyes of hungry people trying to see what’s under those tight pieces of clothing. He found it so endearing still, even after more than a few months of dating, you stuck yourself to him as if he was the prize; so proud to have him as your boyfriend, the one and only.

The memory struck him like lightning, you were applying some lip gloss under the grim lights the lampposts grazed upon the poor innocent souls waiting for the turn in for a rather packed space condecorated with sticky flooring, impressive UV paintings on the walls, overpriced alcohol and bodies rubbing themselves against each other. Though the lighting was sketchy, you shone brighter than the sun in his eyes, and your lip gloss sparkled enough to blind anyone who turned in your direction.

Wait, Overpriced alcohol. Yes, that, cheap alcohol at that pre-game and the CBD pen he carried on that tiny shoulder purse were the reason he overlooked your comment at the queue. That seemingly innocent comment now made him wonder if this was you and your friends’ definition of fun.

Your plush ass bouncing against his crotch to the beat of the music.

It was fun; he found himself enjoying the apparently traditional way of dirty dancing amongst his girlfriend’s culture. You definitely thought it was fun, a dazed smile swirling at your lips despite the cherry candy lollipop stick stuck between them. Yuuta was even taught to grind back against you, his hands placed on your hips, slender fingers delving into the clothed skin.

“Go, white boy, go!” He had heard too many times to count with his own two hands, your friends dissipating his insecurities just as they coursed through his mind.

He had seen your perreo abilities before. Fun was one way to describe it. Except for the fact he was becoming intoxicated with your movements.

Cómo se siente - Remix was a particularly romantic song for those who had someone to mingle themselves with— of course, it was about sex, but the beat was lighthearted comparing to other hits that went through the night— and for once in a while you turned around to sing to your boyfriend, who looked down at you as your hand grazed his neck, toying with the hem of the long sleeve navy shirt. Yuuta was the one to initiate the kiss, giving straight away his intentions, if the growing boner in his pants wasn’t enough.

“Need ya’, I need you now” He slurred, more drunk on the fresh memory of your hips moving side to side than the substances he had taken. Your hips hit every single beat to perfection, ass jiggling along with the action made his mouth water in a way not even the Cuba libre couldn’t down.

Though you gave it, Okkotsu barely waited for your approval to swoop your wrist and drag you to the long hall of bathrooms, catching his lips in yours before the door was even closed, stumbling onto the tiny room.

“Please, please” He groaned, his hands ravaging your body under and over the clothes, sloppy open-mouthed kissing filling every inch of the length of your neck. Your perfume was only clouding his senses even further, the familiar scent now seemed to have foreign effects on his body.

“W-what has gotten into you?” You breathed out in a chuckle between moans, one of your perfectly styled brows quirking up. Though you played dumb over the growing wet patch dampening your panties, a bit fascinated with the way you were both on the same wavelength more times that you could count.

“Your dancing is so incredible, '' Okkotsu looked up at you, those entrancing eyes softening into those similar of a puppy, pupils noticeably dilated. He watched with a pout as a mischievous smile rose upon your lips slowly, in a way the Cheshire Cat would envy.

“I want you, please, I’ll be quick” Yuuta kept on whining, pulling your panties aside when you gave a frenetic nod of approval.

His breath hitched when he noticed you were near aroused as he was, rough-skinned fingers rubbing circles on that swollen nub soon had you mewling, knees weakening when he pumped his fingers in and out of your heat. His moans matched yours though he wasn’t even being touched in any shape or form. Your pleasure was his.

“C’mon baby, weren’t you desperate?” You taunted him with a coo. The music was loud enough to cover any sounds, including yours, inside the divided bathroom. Still, your voice bounced around the tiled walls, droopy eyes looking back up at his hungry ones.

“Uhu! S-sorry” He whimpered, allowing you to push him to sit at the closed toilet seat, rushedly pulling down his light wash jeans and underwear, his achingly hard cock slapping against his lower abdomen.

The stuffy secretive stall, the beat thumping over your moans, the steps outside, drunk girls chattering and the new lollipop swirling at your lips mindlessly as you pushed your limits to ride his cock had Okkotsu even more dazed and confused than he was before. His moans were sweet like the cherry candy you hid inside the material of your blouse, between your tits.

“Open” You ordered, and he familiarly stuck his tongue out for you “Hold this for me, mkay cupcake?” You hummed, sitting completely on his cock before placing the lollipop on his tongue after giving it a few licks yourself.

Without another word utter, you turned to give your back to him, his fingers not shying away from the curve of your ass, mouth watering around the hard candy. You sat there for a mere second before you recognized the song, his dark blue eyes widening as you rode his cock and bounced your ass to the beat of the song.

“Fuuuuuck, honey” Yuuta moaned, watching you put on a show for him. Not being able to contain his urges any further, a yelp left your mouth when he used the seemingly invisible strength to pull back up into your feet, back inevitably arching. You could feel his ragged breath and the lollipop stick grazing your neck, keen hands groping your tits until they were freed from the constraints of the skimpy blouse that bunched up mid-torso.

“Kiss me” You demanded. Yuuta pulled the sugared treat out of his mouth before pulling back by your neck and into a sloppy, wet kiss. Satisfying your wishes, his hips begun to create a new pace, one that let him appreciate well enough the way your ass jiggled with each thrust.

Yuuta’s hips rutted into you, in a similar manner to what they did earlier. The way he was thrusting into you seemed as though he wanted to fuck you into and through the cold wall, cheek pressed against it.

For the rest of the night, Okkotsu didn’t shy away to grind into you with force as he bent you down, feeling himself in the same way you and your group did. He did become worthy of earning impressed looks and teasing from your friends who saw him as the shy type earlier on. In response, he just shrugged, winked and smiled. A lollipop stick dangling from between his lips tugged into a smirk. Yes, dancing with you was fun.

#yuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu smut #yuuta okkotsu x you #jjk yuuta #jjk okkotsu #yuta x y/n #yuta x reader #the film camera snaps a pic — 📷 gee writes

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Hello Zuma !!!!!

I love your works, and am perpetually sick, so I wanted to send in a silly idea because even a cold can’t stop me from laughing at your smaus and tomfoolery and cheering me up !! So I wanted to share with you my JJK character thoughts (based on when I get super duper sick :((() because they might be interesting to you or smthn too !! Something silly >:]

I feel like if at any point their s/o tells them something like “I don’t want to sleep, what if I don’t wake up” while they’re super sick the jjk cast either start panicking or reassure them and then spend the whole night watching them (depending on who they are)!!! Actually nvm, they’re all paranoid (for good reason) so they’d all probably do both .

Like I can imagine someone like Maki going “You will wake up, don’t be dramatic just go to bed” but getting so scared by the thought that she follows up by asking to stay over to watch them throughout the night (Gojo doesn’t even ask he just pops in and says he’s staying over LOL)

Yuuta would probably . have an aneurysm. He’d start crying. Toge would be all funny and lighthearted abt it to their face but the moment they’re actually asleep, he can’t sleep himself and wakes up throughout the night to check their pulse. Nobara does something that’s like Toge’s response to it but like… more playfully mean, like she’d say “You’re not allowed to die, end of discussion!!”

Nanami would take their concerns so seriously he’s so 😭 He’d promise to be there when they wake up and even if he has work he contemplates calling in sick I’m crying !!!!! Megumi will summon his shikigami and let them cuddle them to sleep if it helps cause he doesn’t want them to be scared :( Yuuji being scared abt it too but then doing his best to try and cheer them up !! Says silly things like “I’ll fight your cold for you back babe, it’s ok!!”

Ok this is going on too long,,, I was gonna ask if you still take anons but this ask got too long sorryyyyy :[

THIS IS A SUPER LATE RPEP,T IM SO SORRY :( and yes im still taking anons if u wanna be one <3

STOP this idea is so cute tho 😭😭 ESPECIALLY MAKI UGH SHE WOULD BE FREAKING TF OUT ON THE INSIDE but would be so stubborn on the outside AND NOBARA. T-T AND MEGS SUMMONING HIS WOLVES AHABEHDJDHB im crying. that made me so soft I LOVE UR IDEAS SM i can tell that u know the characters vv well!!!

BTW. I RLLT HOPE UR FEELIN BETETR BY NOW ANON <\3 SORRY AGAIN

#inmaki

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comingyourlugubriousness · 8 months

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⭐ For Yume! ⭐

1- 4- and 20!

🌙🌙🌙🌙

Do you have a song that represents your OC, if so why?

I have SEVERAL songs that represent Yume. Last time I answered a song in this post, that made me think of Yume's overall time in Twisted Wonderland. (It's a sorta long post with analysis.) And @bunnwich has said that "Waiting on a Miracle" from Encanto reminds them of Yume. Most recently the song that represents Yume for me is. Camera's by Matt and Kim.

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"No time for cameras We'll use our eyes instead No time for cameras We'll be gone when we're dead No time for cameras We'll use our eyes instead I see flashes of gold."

I love the idea of Yume slowly coming out of their shell and learning that they need to be more than just a spectator in life if they wanna be happy not only in the future but now as well! 0v0

Honestly, I should just drop and Yume Ume Playlist. (And my cheez whiz Yume x Idia playlist too)

Who is your OC’s closest platonic friend?

I know I KNOW I DONT TALK ABOUT IT MUCH!

But Ruggie and Yume are besties y'all! They don't really know how it happened either considering Yume disliked his smug aura and hates when people steal from them specifically. And Ruggie can smell a goodie too shoes a mile away. Of course, that's just the surface-level projection of both of them.

Once they get to know each other in and after chapter 2 they both see past that and realize they have things in common and of course a dumb similar taste in humor.

Add that to the fact that Yuuta and Leona "hang out" and also Jack and Yuuhi "hang out", and it leaves Yume and Ruggie as the platonic 3rd wheels. So they kinda just gravitate toward each other during those times too. Don't get them wrong, Grim, Deuce, and Ace were their first friends and hold a special place in their heart. But I think they get along with Ruggie on a very visceral level that they didn't expect lol. Reminds me of this OLD but still good meme:

Tell us about a complicated relationship your OC has with another character?

Last time with this question I talked about Yume's relationship with Jamil! So this time let me talk about Yume's relationship with KALIM!

Oh boy where to start. Yume didn't officially meet Kalim until chapter 4 and was very skeptical meet a genuinely kind person at NRC, especially after getting betrayed by Azul. So when Kalim is just genuinely nice and kind it kinda threw them for a loop. And then he started talking and saying nice things ABOUT Yume. Compliments they've never heard from anyone before! Plus the fact that he was so touchy (in a good way! Yume enjoys casual affection)

And the whole flying carpet under the stars didn't help (even with their brothers with them the whole time.)

So yeah it kinda developed into a big time crush, unfortunately. Though after going through the events of chapter 4 they realize that Jamil and Kalim have their own things to work through and that maybe trying to get into a relationship with Kalim...isn't right at the moment. (Plus all their fear of rejection/vulnerability/ and inexperience when it comes to dating in general. Oh, and not to mention the feelings they're definitely not catching from some shut-in gamer boy too.) Still they don't really shake their crush completely until I'd say the near end of my fic The Diamond in the Rough and the Boy without a Fairy. (Which takes place between chapters 4 and 5 in game)

Though they still find things awkward around Kalim so that leads to them just kind of...avoiding him for a while. It's a lil shitty on their part but eventually Kalim notices and they both officially have a talk of sorts that clears the air in Chapter 5 (during the VDC training camp.) I do plan on writing it one day but right now I'm in the middle of writing other lore!

What are your OC’s minor fears?

SPIDERS, TALKING TO STRANGERS, TALKING ON THE PHONE. HEIGHTS, ADVANCED DARKNESS! FLOYD LURKING IN THE CORNER WITH THAT LOOK ON HIS FACE! (the usual) 20. What chapter does your OC get the most personal character development? @cyn-write asked this question too!

Definitely Chapter 3! I feel like in me and @bunnwich timeline so many things happen around that time.

The Ramshackle gang getting to know their respective love interests, Yuuta/Yuuhi getting their respective weapons, Yume snapping and going a little insane on how to plan and get back at Azul and showing that they're not just a shy goody goody. It just is a time when the brothers are starting to really feel like they understand and belong in Twisted Wonderland to a degree y'know?

ANYWAY SORRY THIS GOT SONG LONG! The muses possessed me.

#pumpkin talk #long post #whoops #twisted wonderland #twst oc #yume ume #disney twisted wonderland #mention: oc x canon #yume and friends #twst mc #yuusona #ask game #thanks for the ask #I have so much hidden lore it shakes around in my like peas in a can

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hoshigray · 7 months

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ugh im just so tired of people dying in jjk. like this is just trauma for the characters for no reason and its not fair to them?? they're not real obvi so no reason to advocate for them but i feel like an obnoxious amount of people have died yfm?? because i cant really see how gojo dying would truly advance the plot likeee is this meant to make megumi, yuuta, and/or yuji stronger? bc im pretty sure those 3 have seen enough people die for their own personal development for the rest of their lives. and i feel like even non-jjk enjoyers being shocked proves how random n bad this is, ofc i take all of this back if he comes back(he will trust). i just idk, very frustrating and i can't articulate how i feel properly(i will revisit this topic later).

but like no, school is.. SO bad rn i just.. NO MORE 😭😭 ty for the support though hottie hoshi ILY BAE

- megan anon

EDIT: SPOILERS IN REPLIES SO AVOID IF YOU DON'T READ JJK.

MEGGY DEAR, TALK THAT FUCKING SHIT ‼️ (excuse me, lemme move to my keyboard bc I'm doin hw and don't wanna make typos while i express my take too, lol)

no bc you're so fucking right tho!!! like I've been reading jjk for a long while and the body count of the cast throughout the years has me dumbfounded, not bc they're big or anything no, but bc like most of the charas introduced are either built up as some sort of pillar that enhances the plot/growth of characters (junpei, nanami, yuki, etc.), or they seem very interesting charas that draw you in, but don't go past 10 chaps of screentime (haibara, kokichi). Then you have those who are injured and have yet given any news about their whereabouts (Nobara and Todo), and it's at this point where you just forget having hope 🫤🫤🫤 and NOW we have this and it's like ???? I think this is more so to showcase how much of a devilish threat Sukuna is, based on how much of a rise the reactions are from Yuuji and Yuuta. Yet at the same time, too many deaths in this manga already displayed that notion (esp. from Mahito), and for it to happen to another critical character? Like I get the poetic nuances of it all, I really do, and ngl I saw it coming. But the way it was executed with these leaks....idk man, I'm down to talk more about it, rn me and twt are still trying to fully comprehend it 🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️

but outside of that, awwww babessss 😥😥😥 sorry to hear that, I get it completely, but don't worry!!! just bc it's bad rn doesn't mean it'll be bad throughout the school semester/year. I mean, it can, but it WON'T!!! WHY!?? Bc I have faith in you, meggy dear!! NEVER BACK DOWN, NEVER WHAT!!???? Lol fr tho, sorry to hear school's kicking ass like always, but don't let that drag your flow down when the goal isn't in reach yet. You got this, I know you do, trust yourself 🗣️📢 ‼️‼️💓 love you moreeee!!!

#𝑵𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒆 ʚ✮ɞ megan #school loves to fuck your whole vibe up esp when you think you got it down locked #esp for me; it's only my third week and yet there's been so many problems that have put me in a whirlwind #like??? can a girl settle and set up her room first???#god i can't wait for this semester to be over alr #but it's okie megan just know you're not the only one suffering out here #let's suffer and get back up together mkay? ❤️

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thevelria · 6 months

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Pull the trigger (SFW/hitman!Gojo x mafia!leader!fem!reader)

Author's note: I've been working on this story for weeks lol I really enjoyed writing it, reader is completely different this time. She's cold and ruthless but don't worry, they get their happy end (kinda lol)

And also I did a collab with my lovely friend @randompurr again. Please give her some love, she did an amazing job <3

DO NOT copy or repost her art without giving credit! Comments and likes are much appreciated.

And thank you to my lovely @ladycheesington for proofreading <3

Warnings: MNDI/ 18+ ONLY!/ injuries, blood, violence, torture. Mention of guns and illegal business. It's a mafia AU after all Wordcount: 5.1K

“Such a shame to kill someone so beautiful.” he thought and for a brief second he hesitated. For the first time in his life Satoru was unable to pull the trigger. In a blink of an eye you were out of his sight. His pupils grew wide and his breath became uneven, because he knew he fucked up.

“Shit.” he clenched his jaw as he was still staring through the lens of his high tech weapon at the spot you stood just a second ago.

***

A big yawn and an even bigger stretch helped you get out of the bed in the morning. You knew it was going to be a busy day. Some business meetings then a party where your business partner invited you. So actually it was a must.

It’s been a few years now that you had to get in charge as the head of the family. Your father passed away and his last wish was you to protect the empire at all costs. He raised you well, if raising a girl as a ruthless yakuza could mean “well”. Skilled, smart, sneaky were just bits of your personality.

Did you want this role? Sure. Would you have any other choice if you thought otherwise? Of course not.

For some reason old memories rushed your mind while you were getting ready in the bathroom. Taking a hot shower, standing under the water was supposed to make you feel relaxed. But instead you frowned as an unwanted scene from your past flashed in front of your eyes.

“Do it! And prove your worth!” you heard your father’s harsh voice.

“I don’t want to…” you argued with shaky hands.

“Do you think I wanted it when I was at your age? No! Did my father care about my feelings? Also no! Because our feelings don’t matter. The only thing we need to focus on is to keep the business together, protect the empire at all costs. Never forget that! And now pull the fucking trigger.” he shouted.

You closed your eyes and obeyed. It was the first time you killed someone. With time it became easier but you were unable to forget the first one. You were only a child for fuck’s sake.

Your turquoise silk robe hung on the hook and waited for you to put it on after you dried yourself with a huge fluffy towel. As you stared in the mirror you noticed how tired your eyes looked. Circles and massive bags showed you would have needed some more rest or some less stressful life in general. But there was nothing that makeup couldn’t hide. Getting ready was one of your favorite parts of the day.

Business meetings meant casual makeup and conservative hairstyles. Messing with your bun you chose some gem covered hair pins to fix it. Your typical velvet lipstick finished the look before you walked to your wardrobe to choose an outfit. An outfit that showed you were a powerful and dangerous business woman.

A black long sleeved turtle neck blouse with also black tight pants were the best choice. You spiced the outfit with heels, a long snow white coat and a pair of leather gloves. A slight smirk appeared on your face as you took a quick glance in the mirror before you left the room.

Yuuta was ready to escort you as always when you headed to a meeting. During the years you implemented some changes in the family, you rewrote some old rules and replaced them with new ones. One of them was to change the ranking process. Before, members under the age of 30 couldn’t guard the boss. Your father believed young people weren’t able to handle certain situations. Yuuta on the other hand proved his worth more than once, plus you trusted him. So he was the perfect choice. He appreciated your faith in him and did his best to protect you no matter what. Even if the boy was in his twenties he was already a skilled fighter, great in martial arts and even better with his katana.

You loved the terrified look on people’s faces when they noticed your guard with a huge sword on his back. Of course he was armed with guns as well but no one needed to know about that.

“Good morning, boss.” he greeted you with a slight bow. “The car is ready and waiting for you.”

You nodded and a tiny smile showed him you were satisfied. Yuuta weren’t only your guard but your personal chauffeur as well.

On the way to the meeting you felt like someone was watching you.

“Are you okay?” Yuuta looked into your eyes through the rearview mirror.

“I can’t explain it.” you cleared your throat. “I have a bad feeling about today, so please pay attention. This family is nasty as fuck.”

“You have my word, I will protect you.” he frowned as he focused on the road again. “And if they try anything I will kill them all.”

***

“Why do you want me to kill her?” Gojo grabbed the folder from the table. His client stood in front of him in his office. The man looked determined, hatred flashed in his eyes.

“I need that family to be wiped out as soon as possible. Starting with the useless boss is the best.” he snorted.

“Hmm…” Satoru laid back in his chair, chewing on his inner cheek, seemingly hesitating. He was staring at your picture that was attached to the folder. Your beautiful face, mesmerizing eyes, oh and your silky looking hair distracted him for a second.

“So? What do you say?” The man was getting more and more impatient. “I pay as much as you want. Money doesn’t matter.”

Gojo clicked his tongue as he stood up and threw the folder on his desk.

“Deal!” he slammed his palm into his client’s, shaking hands to make it official.

Even if he accepted the request he had a weird feeling about it. Something bugged him but he had no idea what or why.

The next few weeks he spent examining your life. He tried his best to get every useful information about you, about your daily routine and about your family. Once he realized how loyal and faithful your men were, he knew it wasn’t going to be a piece of cake to eliminate you.

“Okkotsu Yuuta.” he hummed as he made some notes. “This fucker will cause me big trouble, if I’m not careful enough. That katana looks worrying. And on top of that he’s like a lap dog, he’s always around her. So pitiful.” he rolled his eyes. “Who’s next?” he frowned. “Nanami Kento. The consigliere of the family. He seems smooth but he’s a freaking butcher when it’s needed. I definitely have to pay attention to him, otherwise he will cut me into pieces. I know how far he’s willing to go…” he clicked his tongue.

Satoru kept going on and on with his notes and list about you and the family. He was the best hitman in the area if not in the whole country. His hitting rate was 100% successful, no mistakes, no missed chances. When he accepted a job he was determined to get it done. This was one of the reasons that made him the best.

But the second he laid his eyes on you he knew he needed to be careful. Not because he wasn’t good enough to kill you, no. But because you seemed that kind of woman who looked sweet and beautiful on the outside and probably was a dangerous, cruel mistress on the inside.

***

Yuuta opened the car door for you as he pulled off in front of the building. In front of the 65 floor high skyscraper in the heart of downtown, which wore the name of the owner right above the entrance. Enormous letters signaled the importance of the word Zen’in.

You were wary of the family. Bunch of fuckers as you mentioned them, whenever a conversation involved these people. The way they treated some of their members made you feel sick. For you family was the most important thing. Something that needed to be protected and saved above everything else. For the Zen’ins money and power came first.

As you stepped out of the car you kept fighting the weird feeling. The feeling that you were watched. For a brief second you turned around and looked at the top of the building on the other side of the road. Nothing. You saw nothing. Maybe a tiny little reflection but it was so meaningless that you didn’t care at all.

“Boss?” Yuuta’s husky voice snapped you back to reality. “You okay? We should head inside.” The boy stood next to the car, frowning. He was always so ready to step in, to get into action. His senses were always aware of everything. And no one could blame him for not seeing a skilled hitman hiding at the top of a building as high as the sky.

“Yeah, sure.” you cleared your throat and turned to the entrance.

The inside of the building looked stunning, rich, luxurious. It represented everything the Zen’ins wanted to show to the world. They wanted people to see them as a higher form of living. As they would be worth more than the average. Obviously it was bullshit and all this circus made you laugh and gag at the same time.

“Oh, stop this Naoya.” you rolled your eyes. “I thought we were here for serious business but all I hear is “but” and “if”. I don’t have time for this.”

You felt as if he tried to buy some time and actually you were right. The current head of the Zen’in clan tried his best to keep you in the office. He was terrified because you shouldn’t have arrived at all. If everything went according to the plan you would have laid on the ground in front of the building with a bullet in your pretty head. Instead you were pulling faces, rolling your eyes and calling this whole meeting useless.

After you left the building Naoya became furious. “What the fuck happened?” he yelled through the phone right into Gojo’s ear.

“Stop yelling.” his cold voice sent shivers through his client's body.

“Answer my fucking question! I thought you were the best.” he hummed.

“The job will be done. Stop bothering me unless you want me to change my target.” he clicked his tongue as he ended the call.

***

“I don’t know, Yuuta.” you frowned. “Am I paranoid or was this meeting off? I mean, I know he is a fucking jerk but…”

“Something was definitely off.” he nodded slightly as he opened the car door for you. “Maybe you should cancel the party tonight.”

“I can’t.” you sighed frustrated. “I have unfinished business with Kashimo Hajime. I owe that bastard a dance.”

“Boss…” Yuuta rolled his eyes.

“What?” you acted innocent. “We made a bet and he won. You do know how important it is to stay true to your word, right? I can’t let rumors spread that I’m a liar.”

“I know, I know.” he waved. “I’ll be aware of every source of danger, just please don’t make it harder than it should be.”

“Seriously?” you hummed a laugh, while you raised one of your eyebrows. “Let’s head to the hair salon, please.”

You spent the day enjoying the luxurious pleasures that rich business women could afford. After the hair salon you stopped to get your nails done. A little bit of shopping and having lunch with Yuuta in a fancy restaurant were the most enjoyable part of the day. You loved spending time with him since he never complained. Okay, it was part of his job but somehow it seemed he enjoyed your presence just as much. He wasn’t only your first Lieutenant, he was your friend.

In the late evening you stepped out from your room in all your glory. You wanted a dress that showed enough but still stayed elegant. A classic black dress you chose with long sleeves and deep cleavage. A thin silver belt hugged your waist. The bottom of the long dress just brushed the floor, while your right thigh was shown through the slit on the side.

Besides the dress you wanted your hair to look perfect as well. So you made a messy but lovely looking low bun and spiced your outfit with a pair of tiny diamond earrings. The velvet lipstick was a must.

When it was about a party or a public appearance in general four or five of your men escorted you. Just in case. Yuuta and Nanami were waiting for you in the hall. The way Yuuta’s eyes widened the second he noticed you walking down the stairs made you smile.

Kento cleared his throat that snapped him back to reality. “Be professional.” Nanami whispered to the young boy. “And know your place. She is the boss!”

***

The parking lot was way too crowded in front of the breathtakingly beautiful building. Long stairs guided the guests up to the entrance. As you took a few steps forward someone bumped into you. A young girl with dark green hair and a pair of very fashionable glasses grabbed both of your shoulders. She leaned in quickly and whispered. “Be cautious! Gojo Satoru wants to kill you.” And with that she was already gone.

Yuuta appeared next to you in a heartbeat, he was furious about being too late to prevent the incident.

“Boss!” he placed his hand on your forearm. “Are you okay? Are you hurt? What did she want?”

“She said…” you stared into the nothingness, still in shock.

“What?” he frowned. “What did she say?”

“She said Gojo Satoru wants to kill me.”

“What the fuck? Okay, get in the car. Right now! We need to take you to the safe house and…”

“No!” you raised your hand which made Yuuta quiet immediately. “Kento, please come here.” you turned to your consigliere.

“Yes, boss.” he stepped next to you in an instant.

“Do you know the name Gojo Satoru?” you looked him in the eyes.

“He is one of the most successful hitmen, boss. If he is after you, we should take this seriously. That man never misses his target.”

“I’m not gonna let that bastard ruin my night. So it will be your job to be ready to act, understood? I have a plan. Because I’m sure he will try to approach me. You wait for my sign and we’ll capture him. I need to know who hired him.”

“Boss, with all due respect…” Yuuta gulped hard.

“No!” you shot a deadly stare at him. “Do as I say and know your place!” you took a deep, irritated breath before you turned around and headed to the stairs.

***

The inside of the building looked even more mesmerizing. Huge crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, marble floor sparkled under your feet. Everything seemed fancy and expensive, extremely expensive. You hated these kinds of parties from the bottom of your heart. Even if you were loaded you never liked bragging about it. And yet this party was all about it. Every guest, every person in this room was disgustingly rich.

A few steps you took and eyed the place to find some familiar faces. A friendly voice called you from behind that made you smile.

“Kashimo, are you already here?” you turned around to greet him.

“Darling.” he smirked and hugged you immediately. “I was afraid you wouldn’t show up. You know…” he blinked “Because of our little bet.”

“Oh, c’mon…” you laughed out loud. “This time you won and I’m true to my words no matter what.”

The night started to get heated, more and more crowded. You had a nice dinner and kept enjoying Kashimo’s presence. Cocktails after cocktails disappeared down your throats but you were aware of the danger.

“So…” Kashimo stood up from the table and reached out his hand for you to take “Can I have this dance, milady?” he kissed the back of your hand as you accepted his offer.

“With pleasure.” you nodded slightly.

Kashimo Hajime was an attractive bastard, there was no need to deny this fact. His tall figure, toned body and handsome face stole the hearts of the women across the country. Tonight he wore his semi long, bluish white hair down with a messy bun. The suit he chose followed his body perfectly. His dark blue button up shirt showed all his muscles, if you checked him well enough you could spot his abs, too. The black pants fitted his figure and followed his round bum. All in all he looked hot as hell. But you would have never admitted that. There was no way on Earth for you to boost his ego even more.

The slow song echoed through the marble room and lured several couples to the dance floor. He softly took your hands and guided them around his neck, while his own hands found their way to your waist.

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” he cooed.

“It’s been worse.” you teased.

It was just a game between you two. Teasing was your thing. Maybe you were attracted to him, maybe not. Maybe he was attracted to you, maybe not. But one thing was sure, you both loved this cat and mouse game way too much.

As the dance went on you felt the same weird feeling as in the morning. The feeling of someone watching you.

“What’s wrong?” Kashimo frowned “You don’t enjoy this nice dance with me?”

“I do.” you admitted without even realizing it “But I have a weird feeling. I think someone is watching me.”

“Oh, you mean the crystal white haired guy in the corner?” he smirked. “He hasn't taken his eyes off you since you walked in. I think he’s a fan of you, darling.”

You rolled your eyes and hugged him just a tiny bit tighter.

“Be ready…” he whispered in your ear “He’s heading here.” Kashimo thought he did you a favor when he waved to the unknown man behind your back, inviting him closer. He had no idea the man was here to end your life.

The second he stepped next to you, Kashimo released your waist. “I think you paid the price of losing our bet, darling.” he took a step back and winked at you, before disappearing in the crowd.

“May I have this dance?” the tall man reached out his hand to you.

“Who am I about to share this dance with?” you looked skeptical.

“My name is Gojo Satoru.” he stepped a bit closer. You grabbed his hand and tried your best not to show any sign of nervousness. Playing it cool was your only goal. You had to get the name of his client no matter what.

“What a lovely name.” you smiled softly as you placed one of your palms on his shoulder. Gojo was taller than Kashimo and in a wicked, twisted way he looked more attractive. The snow white hair, his handsome face and those undeniably beautiful blues made you weak.

It seemed your hitman had taste in dressing up. The ebony suit with silver white button up shirt and matching tie made him look unbelievably eye-catching. But you were aware, you knew what he came here for and you weren’t about to give him what he wanted.

The slow melody filled the dance floor and for a brief second you felt a spark. A spark between him and you. Satoru stared deep in your eyes and you saw…regret?! In that short second you played with the thought of what if you met in other circumstances. What if he wouldn’t be here to kill you, what if you could give yourself completely into this dance. It sounded so ridiculously insane that you almost chuckled, but you felt somehow safe in his embrace.

The second Gojo pulled you into him and hugged you tight you let out a soft moan. It felt good, it felt nice, it felt natural. You threw your hands around his neck while you kept dancing. To the rhythm of the song your body moved in sync. You rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“I wish this was real.” you whispered. But he heard you and pulled you back a bit just to look into your eyes. Even if he kept silent his eyes showed more than enough.

“May I?” he leaned in, closer and closer, inch by inch. Did you want him to kiss you? Oh, yes! Did you let him do it? Well…

His lips were so close to yours that you felt his hot breath on your skin. In that exact moment you raised your hand behind his back and snapped your fingers twice. Yuuta, Nanami and the rest of your men appeared around you in a blink of an eye.

“Let’s not make a scene.” Yuuta growled as he pressed a gun against Gojo’s lower back in a way that no one even noticed.

“Such a nice act it was, darling. I almost believed we had a moment.” he kept staring into your eyes.

“Take him.” you sounded ice cold.

Yuuta walked him out of the building and stopped next to their car.

“Put this on…” he threw a sack to Satoru.

“Is this really necessary?” he clicked his tongue. Yuuta didn’t answer him, stepped a bit closer and punched him in the gut as hard as he could.

It surprised him, he didn’t think this young boy had the balls to actually hit him.

On the way to the base millions of thoughts ran through Gojo’s head. He was mad at himself. “This woman…this woman made me vulnerable.” he clenched his jaw. Even if he knew it wasn’t professional, he couldn’t help his feelings. Now that he shared that dance with you, now that he felt your body close to his, now that he almost kissed you he knew what he had to do. “I’m gonna make her mine, no matter what.” he smirked under the cloth.

But there was one thing he wasn’t aware of. You weren’t as easy to get as he believed.

***

After your men escorted Gojo into The room Yuuta walked back to you into the living room.

“Boss…” he took a deep frustrated breath “Please let me handle this fucker. I will get the information you need, I swear.” hatred flashed in his eyes.

“Take Nanami with you.” you poked your inner cheek with your tongue. “But you cannot kill him, understood?”

The boy’s eyes widened when he heard your order. Something was off and he felt it. Normally you were the first one who stepped into the room and beat the shit out of anyone who tried to harm you. Never before have you shown any kind of mercy. Every single time you were the one who pulled the trigger. But this time it seemed different. On your way back to the base you declared that you weren’t going to join them.

***

Nanami walked next to Yuuta but when they reached the door the boy stopped Kento.

“I will handle this on my own.” he said with a serious tone in his voice.

“Stop this bullshit, kid.” the tall blond rolled his eyes “No one needs you to be a hero. Especially not her.”

“Fuck you, Nanami.” Yuuta clenched his jaw “I’m going in alone and I will get from that piece of shit what she needs. But I don’t need you to be there and stop me…”

“She said we cannot kill him, remember?”

“Mistakes can happen.” he shrugged as he slowly opened the door and stepped in.

Gojo was sitting on a chair in a completely empty room with his hands tied behind his back. The second he heard the door moving he knew it was going to hurt. And he was right.

Kento was waiting outside but he heard everything. Every punch, every hit, every hiss. He knew this hitman was a tough one but he also knew that Yuuta would go as far as possible to get the information for you. You were his world even if you didn’t see him like that.

“Talk, you filthy shit.” Yutta punched Gojo in the face for the umpteenth time.

“Sorry, boy.” Satoru smiled with blood covered teeth “I told you I won’t say anything to you. I’m only willing to talk to her.”

“Bullshit.” he spat on the ground.

“Hey!” Gojo yelled out of the blue “I know you hear me Nanami! Please tell her I’m going to tell everything but only to her. ”

Yuuta froze in his action. “How do you know him?”

“I’m sorry boy but it’s none of your business.”

Kento clicked his tongue before he headed to get you. He wanted this to end.

“Boss.” he stood in front of you “He is willing to tell everything but only to you. Maybe…”

“Fine.” you rolled your eyes and got up faster than you expected. You didn’t understand your reaction either.

***

“She would never play your game.” Yuuta pulled an annoyed face. Gojo stayed silent and smirked, because he knew. At least he hoped you felt the same tension between you too. The door shot open and there you were, standing in front of him with the coldest look in your eyes.

“Boss…” Yuuta turned to face you. He saw as you raised your hand to hush him, so he bit back everything he wanted to tell you.

“Leave us alone.” you kept staring at Satoru who looked way too beaten up.

“But…” Yuuta tried his luck again.

“Enough!” you yelled and looked him in the eye. “Who do you think you are talking to? I said leave. Now!”

He realized what he did and felt really ashamed. Talking back to the boss was very disrespectful and unacceptable. He knew what his punishment was going to be and he couldn’t do anything but accept it. Deeply he bowed in front of you and walked out of the room.

“You have 2 minutes to tell me what I want to know.” you said the second you heard the door closed behind you. “Otherwise I let Yuuta in and I won’t hold him back anymore. You know…he really wants to kill you.” you clicked your tongue.

“I assume Nanami talked about me.” Gojo tried to sit straight even if he was in real pain. This boy beat him up pretty well. “And so you know I could have killed you if I really wanted to.”

“Oh, how generous.” you rolled your eyes. “Name…give me the name of the fucker who hired you.” your ice cold tone sent shivers down his body. He knew it was crazy but he found you way too attractive. The power, the raw cruelty in your eyes made him want you even more.

“Look, I'll tell you the name with one condition. We finish the dance which was interrupted so aggressively.” he tried to smile through his blood covered face.

“You think this is some kind of joke?” you got mad in an instant and stepped right in front of him. “One minute left.” you looked down on him.

Even if you were aware of a lot of things you missed the fact that Gojo was trying to free his tied hands behind his back. During your lovely chit chat he was able to get rid of the rope. As you looked down at him, he slowly looked up right into your eyes. He didn’t say anything but slowly stood up. The way he towered above you made your eyes widen for a second. You really didn’t expect him to break free. Several thoughts rushed through your mind and you realized you made a huge mistake. You let your emotions get in the way and you underestimated your enemy.

You took a step back but he grabbed your waist gently.

“Please.” he growled. “Just let me hold you for a second. I can’t explain it and it drives me crazy but look…” he pulled you close to him. “I could never hurt you. Never! ”

Unbearable tension was throbbing in the air. For a brief second you eased your body and melted into his touch. Satoru felt the difference right away.

“The Zen’ins” he whispered as he leaned in. “They wanted to get rid of you.”

You bit your lower lip, you were hesitating. Did you want him to kiss you? Oh, yes. Did you understand why? Not at all. But did you let him…?

His pink lips got closer and closer to yours, just like back at the party. You felt his breath on your skin when suddenly his eyes widened and he froze in his action. The cold steel of the gun, pressed against his tummy, stopped him immediately.

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“Did you really think that I would let you kiss me?” you caressed his cheek and smiled softly.

“I thought we had a moment.” he hummed a laugh. For the first time in his life he let his guard down and now he knew he was about to pay the price.

“You know I have to do it…” you closed your eyes and pulled the trigger.

Gojo collapsed on the ground and watched you walk out of the room. Barely heard some mumbling between you and someone else. Then everything was black. Pitch black.

“Get rid of him.” you turned to Yuuta “But make sure he stays alive. Understood?”

The boy gulped hard and nodded obediently.

***

6 months later:

There was a party where you were invited. A fancy, rich, luxurious party as always. That you hated oh so much. Shining in all glory, you looked more beautiful than ever. Killing time at the bar, while cocktails after cocktails slid down your throat, you heard a familiar voice.

“Looking beautiful tonight, darling.” Gojo sat down on a barstool next to you.

“I’m glad you’re fine.” you hummed a laugh.

“Are you? Because it seemed you thought otherwise a few months ago.” he teased.

You kept silent, finishing another drink.

“I was thinking…” Satoru sighed. He's never done anything like this before.

“About what?”

“About working for you. If you’d accept me of course.” he smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck.

“Hmm…” you pursed your lips. “You’re skilled, I know that. I think I could use those skills…”

“But?” he raised one of his eyebrows. “There’s always a ‘but’.”

“I’m gonna test your loyalty and your will to take orders.”

“What if I fail?” he smirked.

“Well, then this time I won't miss your heart when I pull the trigger.” you winked.

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strawberrystepmom · 6 months

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kendyyyy! which of your beloved jujutsu students do you feel like you bonded with the fastest?

hi pretty 🩷🩷🩷 hope you have had a very good today today! anything good happen? what’s the rest of your week look like?

after much pondering and consideration probably panda because he’s easy to get along with and i’ve known him for a long time prior to teaching him. yuuta and i bonded quickly too when i started teaching him just bc he’s sensitive and easy to be there for bc he lets me be LOL thank u for asking I love a good jjkendy thought session

#jjkendy #answered

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this is so good. ok so it seems like toge did not take yuuta leaving to study abroad very well. I wonder how that conversation went.

Also I am obsessed with fashion student nobara. I'm curious how the main trio become friends

thank you !! 🥺

study abroad:

• so the last thing i want to do is make toge out as being too dependent. the reason why he struggled so much is because of a variety of factors weighing on him. his family life, his unhappiness with college, losing a close friend for a year, guilt at his scholarship, isolation from classmates who couldn’t understand sign, etc.

• that being said, yuuta was completely against the idea of going abroad at first.

• it was a proposed study abroad/internship that gojo and shoko helped set-up for him without really consulting him first (gojo lol). but it was also a really good opportunity under the guidance of a traveling anthropologist, miguel, who had medical connections in africa.

• maki immediately pushed him to do it, saying it would be an insult not to take advantage of every opportunity. med school is competitive and he needed every advantage and connection on his side. she was obviously going to miss him, though she’d never admit it out loud, but her ambition is what has fueled her for her entire life.

• panda was less passionate about it, and a lot more expressive at his bittersweet reaction. but he grew up around academics with no perception of time, so he was full of encouragement and promises.

• toge’s immediate reaction was pride for him, he was always trying to tell yuuta how amazing he was and this was just a product of his work. he tried to ignore the heavy pit in his chest, the way his eyes burned every time he thought about going a year without seeing him.

• for yuuta the thought of leaving his friends to an entirely different country was terrifying. what if they found new friends they liked better than him? what if they forgot him? what if everything was different when he came back? he was terrified, and anxious, and everything in between and at night it felt like he couldn’t breathe.

• it’s toge with his awful sleep schedule that finds him huddling under a blanket at an ungodly hour. face pale, eyes dull, knee bouncing with a mind of its own. and despite the way toge wanted to tell him just to stay, he never could bear to see him suffer.

• so he ignores the way his hands shake, he pulls the blanket up just enough to hide alongside him, and traces into the palm of his hand, ‘what do you want?’

• and strangely enough, he’s the first one to ask him that. it’s enough to send him to tears, shoulders up to his neck, and head bowed with a sniffle.

• “i want to do this,” he says, “but i don’t want to leave, i want to stay with everyone. What if you forget all about me?”

• ‘you think one year would be enough for us to ever forget you? stupid. we encourage you because we love you, but we’ll be counting down the days until you come back,’ toge hesitates before softly reminding him, ‘how could i ever forget you?’

• by the end of it, yuuta runs out of tears to cry and promises to buy a better phone so they can facetime.

• if they hug for a little too long at the airport, not even maki gives them grief about it. they even get a calendar designated, ‘days until yuuta is home.’

the first-year trio:

• so i do have some grief about how exactly these kids would have met. and i know for sure that yuuji is probably the gravitational force here.

• so if i had to break it down, i would say that megumi probably noticed yuuji right away, but was too emo to approach him. they probably shared a pre-requisite class that yuuji struggled in and then noticed how smart megumi was. cue yuuji bombarding him, pleading for help and basically dragging him into helping him. from there, yuuji eventually attached himself to his hip, especially after meeting his dogs.

• they met nobara halfway through the semester. completely on accident, on their way back from a study session that accomplished nothing, to see her threatening someone with a hammer.

• to say they were shocked is downplaying it.

• it turns out the guy had tried attacking her first. but as per her heated explanation, she happened to have a hammer from one of her projects in her crafting bag that she busted his knee cap with. then proceeded to yell at him for the next ten minutes until they passed by.

• they helped her move the guy to the nearest police station, and yuuji insisted on walking her back home. she gave him a scrutinizing glare before shoving her bag into his hands, to which he took with minimal complaint. from there she decided their presence would be beneficial enough, though she complained about megumi’s resting face.

• i absolutely love nobara getting to do fashion design and marketing, i think she would be such an unhinged creator.

• she has every social media possible, posting pictures of both the outfits she creates and the crazy marketing strategies she employs.

• she still wants to model, and insists her style is completely unique. she even hammers metal into her functional fashion that she boasts with a crazy grin.

• yuuji once offered to model for her and she gave him such a disgusted look that it physically wounded him lol

• it’s actually meeting maki and toge that inspires her. she designs so many outfits for maki that her closet actually starts to fill with something other than training equipment. meanwhile toge does have some interest in fashion and is genuinely interested in her work. he’s one of the few men she tolerates and actually has asked him to be her reference for male attire, something that makes yuuji give her a kicked puppy look.

• anyway toge is actually her bestie because he’ll spend hours talking about her designs, and also do the dance trends with her. she already decided the day she and maki have a child that he will be the god parent lol

whew, thank you for the asks !! i always talk way too much so this might take a hot minute to go through them, but i truly appreciate the interest !! 🥺🫶

#inumaki toge #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #yuuta okkotsu #inuokko #ottoge #maki zenin #nobara kugisaki #itadori yuuji #megumi fushiguro #college au

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