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ENDING (PART II) - AS HE IS

Pairing Inumaki Toge x fem!reader Other Characters Okkotsu Yuta, Shoko Ieiri, Satoru Gojo, Itadori Yuji, Zen'in Maki, Fushiguro Megumi Content angst, hurt, longing, anger, struggle, romance, fluff, friendship, hopeful Warnings jjk MANGA SPOILERS, CULLING GAME SPOILERS PREVIOUS CHAPTERS ﹢PART I - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢PART II - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢PART III - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢PART IV (I) - AS HE IS﹢ / ﹢PART IV (II) - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢PART V - AS HE IS﹢ ﹢FINAL (PART I) - AS HE IS﹢

A/N ❀ ¡Hello there! Here is FINAL (PART II) of AS HE IS. The second part of the final chapter of this series. This is the definitely the ending, meaning there will be no more parts after this. I really dwelled on the type of ending I wanted to give to this multi-chapter madness, and here it is. Don't know what to feel, honestly. Super duper happy I get to mention @androgynousweaselpatrolbat , because this person's words were so damn vital for me, and I'd also like to dedicate the previous chapter to her as well. I srsly hope for everyone to meet someone who is just as kind to you as she's been with me, 'cause the internet needs a lot of that. And... If you are reading this: ∗ ࣪ ˖ ♡ ˖ ࣪ ∗I APPRECIATE YOU BEING HERE.∗ ࣪ ˖ ♡ ˖ ࣪ ∗ ¡Hope you like it!❀

"Touch has a memory. O say, love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free?”

'Like she would forget a quote from a book she references fifty times a day and has read at least two hundred million times.' Toge thought to himself.

His breath came in short gasps as he ran towards the door.

"Locked." he gritted his teeth.

'I'm sorry Y/n, but I'll have to push myself even further.'

"EXPLODE"

This time it worked, Toge had taken advantage of you getting weak as his body shook uncontrollably. He started to run, to wherever that might be. It was door, after door, after door, filled with past events of you and him, but he couldn't stop and smell the roses, he just kept forcing his legs to push harder. He was on a race to find Shoko's office, a race against time to save you from death and he just couldn't see the end of it, until he came to an abrupt halt. One of the doors led him to a corridor, and there you were once more.

Your eyes were wide and filled with tears. Toge's breathing was rapid, feeling a bead of sweat running down his forehead. The atmosphere was becoming more and more tight.

"John Keats." you told him, looking into his dark eyes. "He was a romantic, with a capital 'r'. But the last part was a mistake. I wanted to feel your touch, not tell you to kill yourself."

You made a pause, looking into his eyes. They were full of determination, ready to finish what you already knew he was there to do.

"You need to go back with the others Toge. Remember the game, remember Satoru. It isn't about Tokyo anymore, it's about saving the entire world. You need to declare yourself, make yourself useful out there before time runs out."

Toge had gotten closer to you, so close that he was barely touching the tip of your nose. He studied your face for a while, the energy was escaping you and you felt suffocated as you focused on his face. You rested your head on his shoulder, as he held your body firmly against his.

"I didn't want it to be this way." you cried on his shoulder with your eyes closed. "That day when Maki told me I- You were the only thing on my mind. I couldn't wait to reach the door to Shoko's office and be able to breath again from seeing you alive. I can still recall the burn in my calves from running so fast. I wasn't even scared of falling, I just wanted to be by your side." you let out a breathy laugh in between your sobs.

You felt Toge's hot breath against your temple as he lightly kissed you there.

"You weren't ready. I'm deeply sorry, I was a selfish brat."

'Inumaki, stop being a selfish brat.'

He laughed softly, remembering Shoko's words.

"¿What's so funny?" you leaned back looking puzzled, as a smile grew on your lips.

"I was a selfish brat too." his eyes crinckled at the corners, and the two of you couldn't help but let out a laugh with tears running down your face.

"I love you. As you are." you looked him dead in the eye this time, placing a hand on his cheek. Toge's arm was wraped around your waist as you spoke and his gaze bore into yours. You tried to sparkle for him one last time.

"You were the first thing on my mind when I woke up that day."

Your eyes met with a flare of heat this time. You blushed, and he didn't hold back, but neither did you as you threw your arms over your shoulders and pulled him closer as you felt the fire ignite. The feeling of Toge's tonge against your lips sent a chill through your body, and soon yours darted out to meet his. The tingling sense was overwhelming. The kiss was urgent and strong, but his lips felt gentle like cotton. You arched against him as if begging for more, as his body was wordlessly saying just how much he loved you. He brushed his fingers across your shoulders, letting the straps of your dress fall as he attacked your neck with open mouth kisses, moving from your throat to your collarbone, slowly running a hand over your stomach as he then kissed your breasts. You were drowning in an overwhelming feeling of pleasure. He was drunk, completely lost in the feeling of your flesh against his lips.

Your eyelids fluttered when you felt Toge's lips capture yours as his firm hand brushed your cheek. Suddenly, it all stopped. You looked at him adoringly, as your lips caressed his and you stroke a hand down his back. His face became nothing but a blur, when a splitting pain erupted through your head. It was as if the pain was crushing your insides, claiming your body for its own.

Toge knew you were reaching your limit.

'O say, love, say,'

"I love you. " he whispered against your ear.

He had never felt so certain about anything else in his entire life.

'What can I do'

Toge laid your body on the floor as you contorted from the agonizing pain that cursed through you, forcing a moan to try and gain his attention. You were paralyzed, eyes wide with fear as your energy escaped you, filling you with a powerful sense of loss.

"D-don't"

"Tell the others to eat lots of tuna mayo for me, I'm going to miss it. Also, tell Yuta to not sweat it. He did a good job in keeping your secrets. Helping you, and keeping your feelings safe. He was being a good brother to you, like always. And, let's go on a date."

He said as he stood with his back turned to you.

"When I set you free, let's go on a date. I'm sorry I only had the courage to tell you this right now."

You watched him run as fast as he could towards the door to Shoko's office, hearing the voices from the inside getting clearer as he was getting closer and closer. Your voice.

"¿Are you hiding from me? You don’t have to-”

“Y/n, maybe he needs time to-”

Shoko's voice. Toge felt a surge of adrenaline as he reached for the knob.

"Let me help you now that I’m here… Please, don’t hide from me. As long as you are still breathing… ¡Look at me Inumaki Toge! ¡Please!"

Bursting into the room just like you did once, but this time it was all for you. The scene was collapsing around him, and the image of you with your back to him was now fading with everything else, everything, but his own image that was still standing, ready to unleash his cursed words on you, but he was ready.

'What can I do to'

“¡GET OU-!"

'to kill it'

"¡GET CRUSHED!"

'and be free?'

"W-ake...up"

REPORT OF INVESTIGATION. TOKYO METROPOLITAN CURSE TECHNICAL COLLEGE. Reported by: Dr. Ieiri Shoko. Patient: Y/l/n,Y/n. Sex: F. Case number: 0

INTENT OF REPORT: Counting and description of powers and abilities. Evolution and progress since 'Incident 0'.

Subject's Inner Domain Expansion (Apeiron Blue Genus Submission). The sorceress is able to conjure her domain by simply projecting her most profound desires and so, it takes the form of an endless field of blue colored nemophilas. A nemophila is born in conjuction with millions of other flowers creating an infinite sight, each flower being a copy of the other.

Her inner domain expansion was unleashed on 'Incident 0', reinforcing her innate ability, which gave her the highly advanced ability to control her mental structure. Added to it, was the clash between the flow of her cursed energy that acted as a shield against cursed speech technique, and the weight of Inumaki Toge's (Cursed Speech Innate User) cursed energy that expanded and attacked her brain. The sorcerer used both energies as resources to replicate a neuronal pathway that would only connect by impulse between her and Inumaki Toge.

Under repeated and arduous training tests, she has been able to far surpass herself, taking control of new powers and increased abilities.

The sorceress inner domain is one of a kind, and allows her to trap the target within her own mind, creating a separate space that she can handle at her own will, as well as moving indepently. Her power has increased significantly, using copy after copy, to torture, manipulate and kill her opponents from the moment they get caught up in it.

The sorceress can subdue her victims by accessing their minds, collecting their information through replication to acquire knowledge, even inducing a trance state on them before externalizing her domain to trap them in it. This has been substantiated by her testimony about the events of 'Incident 0'.

The sorceress can create anything she wants through her innate ability as long as she remembers it well. Objects, events, locations, powers, or memories, even combining them to create something entirely new from scratch. No limits, no damage, no side effects. Unlike the events that unfolded in 'Incident 0'. Capabilities include: Replicatin everything she sets her mind to, by will and desire. That includes the environment natural features. This means she can create, shape and manipulate the worlds within herself or within the insides of another individual by controlling its mind, heart, body and soul.

The side effects of 'Incident 0' have turned the sorceress into a high-lever user of cursed technique. The externalization of her domain by turning it into a physical environment and being able to bring others within it makes her a deathly force to be reckoned with. My observations are clear, that the sorceress is on her way to becoming a Special Grade Sorceress the likes of Okkotsu Yuta. Rare and one of its kind.

FURTHER OBSERVATIONS: As for medical, the sorceress is in good condition even if carrying vast levels of cursed energy. Speed, agility, meneuverability and stamina are paired. Undergoes weekly medical examinations, as oppossed to every two days due to the damage of an unknown incident inside the domain that made the energy distribute among her cells. The hypothesis revealed that only one cell remained, keeping active by feeding off of the cursed energy still present in her body. The resource the cell used to stay alive was a renmant of the new power she had created in the first place. The studies right after the incident revealed that a cell that belonged to a unified consciousness composed of several replicas survided, taking its place in the center of what may be called a 'mental hive'. Like a queen, the old sorceress throne was taken by a replica of her consciousness and spirit, thus keeping her alive, in addition to mantaining her powers and abilities.

Without further observations, I deliver this report to the appropriate authority Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, Satoru Gojo.

Dr. Ieiri Shoko. TOKYO METROPOLITAN CURSE TECHNICAL COLLEGE.

"Next time you can write me a love letter similar to this one." Gojo Said as Shoko signed the papers and then handed him the pen to do the same.

"When you are dead maybe. I'll have to make your report then."

"¡Ouch! Good thing I'm already too good to be true, it'll be easy to write. Although, I feel sorry for you because you won't find enough paper to write so much about me."

"Mhm. I see that after being trapped inside that cube you still haven't changed a thing." she answered with a blank expression as she sucked on a lollipop. Gojo let out a long sigh, followed by his signature idiot smile while he clasped both hands behind his back to stretch his arms.

"I mean ¿Those two lovebirds were out for each other or what? ¡Y/n is third to me and second to Yuta now! She really turned herself into a deathly man trap."

"Yeah, I don't think that's-"

"¿How's our little tuna fish by the way?" he asked cutting Shoko off, which caused her to give him a death glare.

"It's been a year Satoru. You do the observations for that one."

Shoko looked at him dead in the eye and she could see Gojo's addam apple bobbing up and down, still holding a sly grin, but she knew he was just trying to seem unaffected.

Twelve months had passed. You woke up November 8th on a bed next to Toge's unconsciouss body with an violent shake. Shoko found you soon after, sensing the abnormal level of cursed energy from miles away. You had fallen out of the bed in a tangle of sheet and blanket, not being able to stand up due to the weakness in your muscles.

Six hours, that was how many hours Shoko barely managed to get you to rest with an iv attached to your forearm, then you went out to find Yuta and declared your participation to become a part of the ritual. You found him at the Sendai Colony after tracking his energy for at least three days straight. That gave you roughly eight more days to come up with a solution to wake Toge up before November 19th. The expiration date for a player to wake their cursed technique.

Of course, nothing went as planned. A few died in battle, a few got to live, and just half an hour before the end of Novemeber 19th the group was able to release Gojo from the Prison Realm, putting and end to Kenjaku's grotesque game. You felt nothing but relief, as Toge wasn't the only one who got saved that night, but millions of others.

But he never woke up since November 8th.

Ever since the day you came back you only spent your days next to him, thinking of Toge's own sorrow as you were standing in his shoes now, just like he'd been, praying that you'd come back to him. You did everything from cutting his hair, to clipping his nails and giving him massages. Shoko had set up a modest ICU in his room to facilitate his care, and Gojo let you keep his comfortable leather chair. Yuta didn't have to ask where you were. He knew he would find you sitting right beside Toge reading to him, or just talking about random stuff as you'd graze your fingertips up and down his forearm with eyes full of longing. Sometimes you'd cry your eyes out, or have a breakdown due to the stress, and sometimes, Yuta would have to force you to join him for dinner. He'd trick you out of there saying that Toge always asked you if you were eating well when you were busy, which was a tad bit cruel, but Yuta knew that if you surrendered to hoplesness then you'd end up just like him when Rika died. You'd lose the connections with those around you, and then you'd lose yourself entirely.

"I know you feel like you have a purpose, taking care of Toge." he told you one night.

"I do." you averted your gaze trying to discourage him from persuading you to leave his side. You knew he was at it.

"You need a bigger one."

"¡Okkotsu!" you stood up from the chair in the blink of an eye with gritted teeth and a fiery gaze, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.

He was unfazed.

"¿What is he going to think when he wakes up and sees that all of his efforts were reduced to you looking as fragile as an autumn leaf?"

'¿Isn't it funny? We are in October. Autumn leaves reach their peak during the month of October, but I managed to make all these bloom inside my mind.' you had said to Toge that time, as he stared at the nemophila sea in awe. Your grip on Yuta's shirt weakened and he grabbed your hand as he placed his other one on your shoulder.

"Look at me." he said and you obliged as the tears fell. "We fought together recently, and it was pretty clear to me that not everything was under control out there. You need to train Y/n, be stronger." you took a few steps back shaking your head in denial.

"I'm not turning into Satoru's little killing machine."

"¡No, you won't! ¡I'm just trying to help a friend out here! My sister." Yuta said, desperately looking for your gaze. "I get it, it was the heat of the moment, a race against time. We were all desperate at one point and we allowed ourselves to be reckless for the sake of humanity, but you know that is not how this usually works."

You only had eyes for Toge as Yuta kept drilling into your skull with his words.

"If you don't learn to live with the level of energy that you are carrying right now, you won't become Satoru's weapon, you'll just be your own misery machine."

He paused for a moment, studying your expression from afar.

"Y/n, you are someone that cares about people, we care about you. Everytime you leave this room for training Toge will be leaving right with you, I promise. He wants you t-"

Before he was able to finish, Yuta's breath was taken away by having your arms around you as you hugged him for a long time. Sobs escaped you and the tears gushed down your cheeks. He let you hold on to him for as long as you needed, holding you into a gentle embrace as you let it all out. He knew it was hard for you to envision yourself going out of that room, leaving behind all the love you had left in the world, your last bit of sanity, but he cared for you, and he owed it to Toge.

First it was an hour of training, then two, then four. That was your limit, and then you'd go back running to Toge's room. Next it was Shoko who had you in and out for tests, check ups and therapy, and to those you simply couldn't say no. After all, you also owed your life to her efforts. She trully cared, and you were a new piece of information, even to yourself. As for Satoru, he'd constantly ask Shoko for updates on your progress and he would supervise your training from time to time, being a pain in the ass like the certified clown that he was. Even so, you were under the impression that he was eager to see you thrive, besides, he wouldn't ask too many questions, especially when you looked too much focused on your abilities. As for Maki and the rest, everything that happened after the ritual had caused significant changes in hierarchy. They needed to put things back into order as history had been rewritten. You both knew you were only a phone call away from each other. And so, that's what life has been for you without Toge, for 365 days.

"The temple sure is beautiful when it's snowing." you said looking out the window of Shoko's office.

Two months had passed and Christmas was right around the corner.

"Sure is." she gave you a tight lip smile. "¿Want to have a seat?"

"Nah, I'm good here." you answered calmly from your seat on the windowsill. "So, ¿what's it going to be today?"

"Well, you know there's been a few instances in which I've asked you the, you know, tough questions and-"

"¿I almost demolish the entire school involuntarily?"

"I mean, yeah, kind of." Shoko said as you both giggled at the almost incident that left Satoru more wide eyed than he's ever been in his whole damn life.

"¿Today it's a tough question day is it? You want me to describe that last part, right before..."

"¿Right before the walls of my office started shaking? Hm, no. It's more like a tough suggestion this time around." she cleared her throat. "¿Why don't you try and trully reach out to him?"

"Wh- ¿What do you mean? If I'm not training or in this office, I'm always right next to him. I tend to him, I clean his room, I-"

"Y/n, I'm talking about trying to reach Toge with-"

"I won't fucking do that." your eyes landed on her like a pair of grenades. "I'm not using cursed energy on him."

"You don't have to go big this time. You can do it slowly, gradually penetrate his senses and test his reaction. You've adapted and progressed, I think it's safe to say that it could be considered as a new option now."

"He'll wake up on his own terms Shoko. I'm not going anywhere near his mind."

"¿Why don't you try reading him your romance-?"

"I'm done with Romanticism. The only thing I read to him are his comics. ¿Can I just...?" you asked pointing at the door.

"Sure." Shoko sighed, but then she raised her voice as she realized something. "¡Oh, wait! You should now, the rest will be here for Christmas. You will all be together, and they want to be close to Inumaki as well, I'm sure."

"Yeah, okay." you nodded and immediately left the office, heading to Toge's room.

Christmas Eve.

"Hey ¿Don't you need to go change?"

You turned around to see Maki's face as you tied a little tuna ornament at the foot of Toge's bed.

"Yeah, It'll be just a sec." you said looking around the room, satisfied with the outcome.

"It looks amazing Y/n, you did good. I think he'd love it just for the little tuna thing, but it's great. Cozy." she said giving you a pat on the back.

You'd gone christmas shopping with Yuta a few days before. The group had gone through a lot altogether, and it's not like gifting each other was going to make you feel any better, but it was meaningful. You were family, and besides it gave you the opportunity to occupy your mind with other things. You decided to decorate Toge's room with faux candles that gave a sense of warmth to the atmosphere, and you had hung some garlands here and there. You loved realistic decor, and you had found a snow flocked pine garland trimmed with red berries that seemed to be covered with the first snowfall of the year. You thought it was lovely.

"¡Oh shoot! It's almost seven." you said looking at your watch.

"I'll stay with Toge for a while before heading back to the dining room, you go change. ¿Need me to do something else for you here?" Maki asked as she sat on the leather couch.

"Uh, yah. Toge's gift is in that bag. ¿Can you put it on his bedside table?"

"¿What did you get him?" Maki asked as she obeyed your orders, but before putting anything next to Toge's bed, she turned around as you didn't answer right away. "Y/n... ¿Are you blushing? Look, you don't have to tell me-"

"¡It's a matching couple set! Pajamas, with little onigiri patterns on them." You replied with your eyes glued to the floor, playing with the hem of your shirt.

"I'm only saying this 'cause it's you, I don't use a word like that, but, you are cute." Maki said, finally placing the bag on the bedside table.

You looked way too flustered, and also you thought it funny that Maki couldn't really look at you in the eye when she answered you. Checking the time once again you rushed to your bedroom and walked straight to your closet. You found this dress that you had never worn before, but that night you would wear it for Toge. Somehow doing things like that made you feel closer to him, but on the other hand, it made you feel a little pathetic. It was like a fantasy you were trying to hold on to. It was hard to be the only one who'd woken up, especially after having such close contact with him. Your first kiss and his first kiss. The first connection with another body that had fallen on your lips, as well as his. Even if he wasn't there to see it, it was defintiely the dress you'd want to wear around him. You had second thoughts because of the others, but Gojo had gone all out for you guys little reunion. It would be intimate, and expensive and everyone was going to be overdressed after all, so it would be fine.

You looked in the mirror admiring the blue bodycon style dress. It fit you like a glove, although you thought the sweetheart neckline perhaps would be too much, but you shook the thought from your head real quick. You'd been wearing enough shirts and sweatpants, so this was okay. It was velvet floral with adjustable strips at the back. Once you were done with your hair, you put on a pair of heels and hurried to gather the gift bags that you had left at the foot of your desk. The only one that didn't have a bag was Megumi's gift, which you had set aside on the desk, on top of a stack of books, so you wouldn't forget it. You had bought him a novel that he could devour in his spare time. Once you took it, you were about to take a step out the door, but stopped yourself right away, turning your face to the desk once more to look at the object next to your keyboard.

It was a thick violet hardcover book, with a title plated in gold letters.

'Poetry Of The English Romantics’

The sight of it sent a jolt through your limbs and made your body tense up.

'¿Why don't you try and trully reach out to him?'

You sucked in a breath at the remembrance of Shoko's words, and then eased the air out of your lungs slowly, thinking long and hard while you chewed at your lower lip. The strength with which you clung to the handles of the gift bags turned your knuckles a ghostly white color.

"Dinner will have to wait a little longer."

The bags fell to the floor with a light thud and you grabbed the book from the desk, heading to Toge's room.

As soon as you walked in, you were enveloped by an atmosphere of silence and stillness, although you were surprised by an object that you had not seen before. A pink throw blanket drapped over your arm chair. It was for you, with a small gift card attached to it.

'¡Pink! Like my hair. Don't hate it 'cause it's pink :( Stay warm. ¡Merry Xmas! Itadori.'

"That's cute." you murmured under your breath. Touched by Yuji's sweet gesture, you grabbed the blanket with a smile and threw it over your shoulders for comfort and sat next to Toge's bed. The room was the perfect temperature, but your skin was made of goosebumps. The curtains were open enough to see the snow falling gently from the dark sky, and the ground floor covered in a thick blanket of powdery white.

Your eyes soon landed on Toge's body, focusing on the rise and fall of his chest. The air from the ventilator fed his heavy lungs and beating heart. His face was paper white, kissed by the soft tinkle of dim yellow light coming from the faux candles. Thin lips, soft and glossy, from the moisturizer you applied to them every night. He'd gotten much skinnier. His stomach was smaller and softer, but he mantained a nice firm arm.

Finding the right page, you closed your eyes and drew a breath, letting it back out with a loud sigh. The environment changed dramatically, still warm, and still the two of you together, but now within your inner domain. You didn't overdo it, you kept it intimate and peaceful. Darkness claimed the both of you, surrounded by nothing more than an inky blackness, until round specks of blue light began to spring from the nothingness, making it kindly tranquil and luminous.

Toge had tried to end himself, but he had only gone against the dark side of him. Fear, loss, insecurity, frustration, vulnerability, anger, shame. It was only a memory that was a part of him. At the time, you only needed his touch, you needed to feel that he was getting closer to where you needed him to be, but the way his heart was pouring out of his mouth made you desperate. It was you, thinking how to end the whole situation. Your soul screaming from the dephts of your own fortress. He grabbed those words in the end, thinking that the answer resided on him taking his own life for your sake. Somehow, it's as if he had lifted a weight from the both of you. That saved you in the end, and you had used every bit of what you had left in that moment to stop him, walking him up from his trance to get him out of there, barely. You knew he'd taken advantage of the fact that you were literally dying to run after the opportunity of giving you one more breath to last a lifetime.

He didn't die in the end, but he was lost, and if Shoko said this could be it, then maybe it could.

You got up from the chair and, carefully and delicately, climbed onto the bed, accommodating your body next to his. You rested your head on his chest and put a hand over his heart, while you held the book with the other, tightly against your chest. Toge's heart drummed within your ears, making your pulse vibrate. He was the root of your dreams and you still felt him long after he let you go.

Feeling a small lump sitting on your throat, you read to him in a small voice.

"What can I do to drive away Remembrance from my eyes? Touch has a memory. O say, love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty? How shall I do? More dismal cares Seize on me unawares, Where shall I learn to get my peace again? To banish thoughts of that most hateful land, That monstrous region, Whose rank-grown forests, frosted, black, and blind, Make lean and lank the starv’d ox while he feeds There flowers have no scent, birds no sweet song, And great unerring Nature once seems wrong. O, for some sunny spell To dissipate the shadows of this hell Say they are gone,- with the new dawning light And let me feel that warm breath here and there To spread a rapture in my very hair, O, the sweetness of the pain Give me those lips again Enough, enough, it is enough for me To dream of thee."

"Don't let go." you whispered softly in his ear.

You cried, swearing he'd grown colder since you had laid there with your body against his. The tears fell from your eyes easily as you went through the memories that were embedded in your brain after the incident, since many others had been lost, or were too blurred.

With a saddened face, you raised a hand to his neck, stroking his soft skin. You straightened up on your elbow, and gazed at him, wistfully and adoringly, gently pressing your warm, sweet lips against his cheek.

"Guess this wasn't it." you gave him one last look and got off the bed, but the weight of your heart almost brought you to your knees and the book slipped from your hands, falling at your feet.

"¡Whoa, watch out girly!"

"¿Satoru?"

He had your arms wrapped around your body, keeping you steady. You had internalized your domain without even realizing it, returning back to the cozy, Christmassy room. You clung to Gojo's arms feeling a litte dizzy and turned around to face Toge. You took a deep breath when you saw he was breathing calmly.

"¿All good?" Satoru asked you with a slight grin on his face.

"Yeah, it's all good. I was just trying to- I wanted him... to find that door. But, I- It doesn't have to be today." you finished under your breath and stormed out of the room as soon as you felt your eyes well up with tears.

The night had turned out to be very nice and quiet. The food was superb and you genuinely tried to be present. Yuta was right, these were people you cared for and they cared for you too. You were fortunate to have those moments with them, and in everyone's mind, Toge was always there with you.

Yuji was ecstatic when you thanked him for your blanket, and everyone gifted you something so as to say you should take care of yourself more. Toge had his own presents too. Moments later, everyone's attention turned to Gojo as he clinked his glass with a knife.

"¡Thank you very much ladies and gentleman for your attention! We are gathered here today, not because it's Christmas, not because Jesus was born, no. We are here because I am simply the best. ¡Gojo Christ!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air.

You, Maki and Yuji covered your faces, trying to hold back the laughter. Yuta looked on with his lips parted, closing them back soon after, and Megumi simply had his eyes closed waiting for the cringe to drain entirely from his body. That usually took a while.

"¡God, I can't believe we saved your ass!" said Megumi, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"¡Ah, yes! ¿How could I forget? The time I saved myself through you guys. Because of my own teachings you were able to do that. One more thing I should thank myself for. But you know, some things I simply cannot do."

They would have laughed if Gojo's expression hadn't been so hard to read at the time, but he never lacked that mischievous smile. You were already used to his phrases with double meanings, although the issue was rather to find out what other meaning they had.

"¿You didn't buy us presents?" Yuji asked worriedly, putting a hand to his chest. possibly thinking of the twenty things she had asked Gojo for Christmas that he wouldn't see under the tree.

"That I did, that I did." he nodded, taking a sip of champagne. "I put together this little affair all by myself... And only me, the best, can make it be better. So, I'll be taking that credit." all of a sudden his gaze met yours, and there it stayed. "But when it comes to bringing people back from oblivion, that I cannot take the credit for."

Maki's head turned towards you. Everyone was watching you, waiting for you to answer Gojo. Maki didn't know why, and she didn't care either, but your eyes were even redder and waterier, and it wasn't just from the wine and exhaustion.

"¡Stop with the bullshit or I'll go berserk on your ass!" Maki threw her napkin to the side and stood up from her chair making a loud noise as she leaned over the table, piercing Satoru with her gaze.

"Well, I certainly didn't expect that reaction. ¡Come on you guys! ¿Don't you wish you could share some tuna filled onigiri with your friend?"

"Satoru, stop. I'm begging you." Yuta looked at him with pleading eyes as he immediately ran over to your chair and placed both hands over your shoulders.

You were frozen in your spot, looking Gojo dead in the eye, brows raised and a bone dry mouth. You tried to reach for a glass of anything but your vision went fuzzy for a second there. Then, you felt a gentle grip on your wrist as someone put a glass of water in your hand. It was Megumi.

"Here, drink slowly." his voice was faint, you let him help you pour the liquids down your throat as Yuta grabbed a napkin to dry the corner of your mouth.

'He saw me, of course' you thought 'He saw me reciting the poem to Toge, but- ¿Why is he doing something this cruel? This was supposed to be special.'

"Stop with the sick joke." Megumi gave Gojo a death glare, but he didn't stop. "¿Remember that time Yuji died and came back?"

"¡Toge isn't dead you asshole!" Megumi blew up in his face, and Yuji stepped between him and Satoru, trying to de-escalate the situation.

"Yuta... I don't feel so well." you told him with beads of sweat running down your face. Maki, Yuta and Fushiguro still arguing in the background.

"¡I gave you a surprise didn't I!" Gojo screamed at everyone, while Yuta picked you up bridal style to take you to your room. "¿You are taking her away? ¡Great! Your surprise is on the other side of that door."

Yuta came to a halt when you pleaded Gojo in between sobs to stop talking and looked down at your face. You were a crying mess now. He didn't know it, but you had tried tonight to make some sort of connection, guide Toge back with your voice, and you couldn't. You just couldn't do it tonight, and Satoru's delusional disorder was another thing you couldn't handle. The room was in complete silence as your grief poured out your mouth and your body wracked with an onslaught of sobs and tears. "Once I put Y/N to bed and she's calmed down, I'll come back to leave you sitting on that chair for at least the next five years." Yuta spat his words at Gojo with his back still turned to him and then continued to walking towards the door.

"¡Wait, you need help to open up!" Maki said running towards the door, and once she did she stood behind to let Yuta walk out the room, but something stopped him and he could not continue. With your head buried in his chest you heard him speak to Gojo one more time. "I'm- going to kick your ass... anyway."

Opening your eyes slowly, you turned your head and your sight was met by a lined sheet of notebook paper with a question written in black ink.

'¿Is this the correct door?'

Still with Yuta's arms around your shoulders, you pushed the notebook away from your face and found Toge looking at you with a trembling lip, and a sea of tears falling down his cheeks. You weren't really sure if you were breathing or not, you couldn't say a single word. Your eyes were wide open, your mouth was hanging, and your body trembled nervously.

Not even Satoru, clapping in the background like an egomaniac, was enough to make the group snap out of that painfully hopeful vision. It was real though, and Satoru had to stop clapping when Yuji looked at him with an expression on his face that let him know they had gotten the point. Yuta realized that you were now standing completely on your own and took a few steps back leaving you alone with Toge to stand behind you, along with the rest.

Toge placed his hand on your hip to pull you closer to him, gazing at you with a yearning expression.

"¿Is this real? Please... Take away my pain before I-"

You hadn't finished talking when Toge had already taken off his oxygen mask to connect his lips with yours. Reality faded while your mouths ate each other in unison, and you became oblivious to the world around you. He broke the kiss suddenly and brought his hand up to cup your cheek. You wasted no time, nestling into his hand as you helped him put the mask back in place, feeling all his warmth radiate through the palm of his hand. He wanted to give you more and you felt it in your flesh, but you understood, as he was telling you with his eyes that he was simply too weak at the moment. And your friends were in the room.

"Good to have you back, Inumaki."

Yuta's voice was the first to rise. The two of you turned to see the smiling group that had been looking at you all this time. Yuji cried as much as when he saw the end of Titanic.

"¡Ha! ¿See? ¿What did I tell ya? ¡Merry Christmas everyone!"

Gojo came into view, holding his cell phone up in the air to catch everyone's expressions.

"¿You videotaped it? ¿What are y-?"

While Yuji tried to snatch Gojo's cell phone from his hands, Maki was trying to hold back her tears of happiness as best she could from her place next to Megumi, who was simply staring at the two of you, still puzzled, but it didn't take long for him to show a satisfied look.

2 months later

Japan came to life, like some dreamy spell.

Some say the spring season is a strong symbol of rebirth, but Toge still had a long way to go to get his voice back.

The information that remained on his side regarding the memory of the day he had erased your memory was almost extinct in his mind. It was very painful, and it was not easy at all having to review the incident that Shoko had called 'Incident 0'.

Toge had attacked the end of the path that you had created, which belonged to him, so to understand many things, many had to be explained again.

The first warm days of the spring season were refreshing. Thanks to what was left of the winter, the two of you had already shared enough cold nights without being able to separate from each other.

Not much time had passed, and the lack of strength and stamina had greatly affected Toge's spirits. That's why you waited for this time of year that refreshed both the air and people's minds. In that way, Toge could start to improve and begin the process of coming to terms with his body.

He wanted, and couldn't wait, to ask you out the day the school garden began to bloom. He still had to take care of himself, especially since his mind sometimes played tricks on him and seemed to get confused between one event and another, awakening erratic attitudes from time to time. It was not easy, but you tried to supplant the painful moments by creating new memories from the heart.

Before Toge is able to train again and can truly use his technique, it will be many more months, maybe a whole year, but he could speak a few words here and there when he was alone with you. They were nothing more than mere whispers in your ear, single words.

It didn't hurt the two of you at all.

Toge surprised you one day when she said the word "love" and pointed his finger at you, as your bodies lay entwined on his own bed. That gave him quite a bit of hope that in the future the two of you might actually be able to speak a little more fluently with each other.

He had loved being able to tell you all the things he never dared, being in your domain. The sound of his voice speaking more than only one word, even if you both were trapped in a dark cave of despair... You had given him a voice, and he did not intend to lose it for the world.

Still he had you, as he always had, and you had him too.

A few days before the beginning of spring, the humidity in the air and the scent of something new turned the two of you into one.

You claimed each other completely.

That night Toge slept snuggling his head against your breasts, and his hand rested on that place he longed for so much. No skirt, no stockings in between. Where his skin ended, yours began.

It was hard for you to believe the little argument you had had between looks and gestures, just to see who would sleep on top of whom, but you left him win. You would never say no to him, not on that night, and you wouldn't for the rest of your life.

With the first bloom, Toge wasted no time asking you to choose a day you would like to have a picnic with him, and so you did. The condition was that you would have to wear the same dress as last Christmas, because that night you had told him that you had worn that dress just for him and that you had never worn it before. You couldn't have looked more beautiful that night, just for him. You stayed true, even though he couldn't see you. It had made his skin boil, and he remembered how he couldn't take his eyes off you. But Toge had fainted shortly after Gojo's lousy surprise operation. Everyone was ecstatic at his return, but the excitement had been short-lived because he, well, he had just woken up from a coma, and no one had told Shoko that it had happened.

Gojo was to blame for that of course, but Toge he felt like he had ruined it by being careless and scaring you once again. The panic everyone felt was indescribable, thinking that his return had only been temporary. But he woke up hours later, without being able to save himself from Shoko's grumbling, who almost did not let Gojo see the end of the tunnel as far as scolding was concerned.

So that was the only condition. That you got ready for him, just as you had that night. You cooked all his favorite dishes and you both devoured them under the same tree spot that you used to practice with Yuta, which was kind of funny. Now it was his turn to eat all your delicacies.

Tilting your head up, enjoying the slight warmth of the sun's rays as you sat on the blanket, you felt Toge's hand on yours. You smiled for a long time with your eyes closed, knowing he was already looking at you when you finally met his gaze. Toge felt a slight static, perhaps from the breeze, or the natural energy emanating from one another due to the contact between the two of you.

After a while, your expressions became somewhat serious, and despite continuing to rejoice in each other's presence, there was something that separated the two of you. Toge motioned for you to get up from the spot and you nodded. You watched him very carefully while you remained somewhat restless standing on the blanket. This time, Toge instructed you to close your eyes and extend both hands to the front. 'I can not keep going like this.' you thought to yourself, dying of anxiety. Toge took a deep breath, approaching you once more, holding the book of romantic poems you had last read to him a year ago. Letting out a shaky breath, Toge rested the book in your hands, and when he looked up he saw that you were smiling quietly, still with your eyes closed, while a single tear fell down your face. "I'm pregnant." "M-mary...rry me." You two whispered to each other at the same time.

With nothing but tears in his eyes, Toge motioned for you to open the book, and you did so carefully. After turning the page with the title embodied in small cursive letters, your heart fully stopped. Toge had carved a heart into the book, creating a small space in which there was a shiny, thin white gold ring.

Toge took you by surprise when his arm came around your body and pulled you towards him, kissing the corner of your mouth with half-lidded eyes, as he looked through your eyes at the life you were carrying inside you in that very moment. You clung to Toge's shirt, as if you still couldn't believe that something like that could be real after all, turning your head to brush your lips against his cheek. You couldn't get enough of your own little moment, drowning in mutual adoration. In Toge's mind you had created something more powerful than any power or technique that could return to him, and you couldn't wait to blossom endlessly alongside him, like that blue sea of nemophilas that never stopped growing inside you.

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masochosocaso · 2 years

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JJK Headcannons - Toge Inumaki

The reason why he speaks in ingredients is because with each new generation, the users of snake eyes and fangs has different safe words.

Actually didn't know that sign language was a thing until he had officially enrolled at Jujutsu Technical Highschool.

Growing up, the members and servants of the inumaki clan simply catered to Toge's way of speech, not really thinking about it.

When toge discovered sign language, he had some very strong words for his family.

"Okaka! Mentaiko! tsuna!! takana! ikura!!" 🤬😫

Afterwards, toge makes an effort to learn it however, he still isn't very good.

Sometimes to practice, his hands will clumsily move to sign what he is saying.

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areihachi · 1 year

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hello everyone!! this blog is quite literally dead (i’m p sure at least) and i haven’t consistently written in so longggg due to life and having to unfortunately grow up. i’m starting college next month after taking a gap semester from graduating high school and i really want to put a full fledge fic out! it will be a fic w my beloved sugar booger inumaki toge from jjk he is my beloved (after my armin ofc duh). i know the little bit of followers i do have are mostly aot stans and i promise to feed u guys soon (hopefully) but yeah! i may make a new tumblrini but i’m not sure yet. :)

#toe rambles #toge imagines #inumaki toge #jjk anime #jjk imagines #jjk x y/n #jjk #jjk gojo #inumaki x you

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seoups · 4 months

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what about oc asking they guys their body count?

omg i love this ask i had to push it to the front of the list 😭

i also pushed another one to the front of the list… uhhhh

anyways! feel free to make any requests! i love this kind of stuff! and feel free to just send random asks too! i love talking to you guys 💗

characters: gojo, megumi, suguru, inumaki, itadori, toji, nanami, sukuna, choso

i ran out of tags so let’s hope this does well

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yuuuhiii · 4 months

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bf texts w/ toge !

includes : sexual jokes , crack , just toge being his playful unhinged self

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satoruluvies · 13 days

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random bf!toge texts

toge is always so unhinged i love making his texts lmaoo

» requested

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inmaki · 7 months

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bf texts with inumaki and megumi .

req! crack/fluff but dick is mentioned …

mlist! <- reblog/comments appreciated if u enjoyed mwahaha clingy megs is my fav

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piichuu · 8 months

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♡ FALLING ASLEEP ON HIM

ft. toge inumaki, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, yuta okkotsu, gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuji

WARNINGS: reader is referred to as ‘pretty girl’ in gojo’s., fluff, gn!reader

TOGE INUMAKI

the two of you have been out on a mission all day, it’s rather common to become tired afterwards due to all the fighting, but today you’re totally drained, not even bothering to change into more comfortable clothes as you sit down on the couch. “will that stupid blindfold guy ever give us a day to rest?” you sigh while leaning back against the comfortable cushion.

toge chuckles a little to himself and sits down beside you, putting an arm over your shoulder so you can lay your head on his. after loads of mouth wash, his throat is no longer killing him as it was a few hours ago, but he still cannot speak, not because of his throat but instead something he can’t control. if you could somehow switch places with him, you would.

“at least you were there with me,” you mumble, now laying down on the couch to rest your head in his lap. his fingers move to massage your scalp and you soon close your eyes, comforted by the warm feeling of his touch.

a smile is spreads over his lips and he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead before you drift off to sleep. one of your hands is holding the one he isn’t using to play with your hair and he squeezes it gently, wanting to reassure you that he’s there, even as you sleep. he will always be there.

NANAMI KENTO

“darling, i told you, you shouldn’t stay up so late to study. it will exhaust you,” your boyfriend speaks as you’re slumped over your desk, too tired to even move at this point.

you look up at him with a blank stare, not enjoying the fact that he was once again right, just like always. he is also not enjoying that he was right, this is not how he wants to find you after coming back from a shower. he was hoping you were taking a break as the room was quiet when he came back, but that hope quickly vanished as he found you by the desk, your head on the hard wood but still with notes in hand.

nanami puts his arms around your waist and lifts you out of the chair so he can gently place you on the bed. “tomorrow, you and i will stay at home and rest all day, okay?” he lies down with you and can’t help but smile to himself as you move to lay on top of him, seeming to want to be close.

you don’t reply to his previous words, you barely have the time as you slowly begin to fall asleep with your head resting on his chest. nanami strokes your cheek with the pad of his thumb and smiles softly, his heart warming as he notices how comfortable you must be to sleep on him like this. “goodnight, my love. i’ll see you tomorrow.”

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

your boyfriend is already sitting in the living room as you arrive home from a long day of school. you had been there for much longer than anticipated as exams are coming up. studying at home is barely even a choice when megumi is there to keep you distracted, not that he does it on purpose.

he looks up at you as you walk towards the couch. you put your bag down onto the floor and crawl into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. “i missed you so much ‘gumi,” you mumble while burying your face into his shoulder. he puts his arms around your waist and kisses your temple before resting his head against yours.

“i missed you too. how was school?” megumi watches as you sigh and bury yourself further into his skin. “horrible. i don’t think i’ll survive these exams. my teachers are out to kill me, i’m not joking,” you speak, slightly turning your head to catch a glimpse of his face that is so comforting to look at. the way his eyes go soft when looking at you, the blush slowly creeping up on his cheeks by the close proximity, how that smile he wears isn’t big, but it is definitely there. it’s a comforting feeling, knowing that you’re loved.

“i’m sure they’re trying to kill all students, but you’ll get through it, and when you’ve done all your exams i’ll let you decide what we do for an entire day,” he whispers which causes your eyes to widen in excitement, not that you aren’t the one deciding what to do most of the time. “so we can sleep for an entire day?” “if that’s what you want, then yes.”

you clap your hands happily as you keep your head on his shoulder, smiling at him softly as he goes to brush a few strands of hair away from your face. his hands are warm as they touch your face and your eyes soon close as you for the first time today relax. all those hours of studying really have taken almost all the energy out of you, so it isn’t surprising when you fall asleep not even five minutes after speaking to megumi.

the blush that was previously barely visible now grows in a quick pace when he notices that you’re fast asleep in his arms. maybe he’s done something right in his life when he now gets to see you like this, all comfortable in his embrace.

YUTA OKKOTSU

”you seem tired, baby,” yuta speaks as he finds you cooking dinner in the kitchen. you’re leaning against the counter with your head against a cupboard as your eyes try to flutter close every now and again. “mhm, i’m really tired,” you mumble while walking over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist to come closer.

yuta smiles softly and strokes your hair before walking over to the pot of pasta that’s still cooking, taking over what you were doing so you can cling onto him instead. “should’ve just asked me to cook instead. you should rest,” he whispers. his voice is sweet and gentle as he speaks to you.

he sways the two of you back and forth while stroking your back. “maybe, but you’ve been so busy lately, i wanted to do something nice,” you mumble with your face in the crook of his neck. yuta sighs and looks at you with a slight pout. “but you’re still more tired than me, i like too cook too, you know? especially when it’s for you.”

you nod slightly as you fully relax in his arms. yuta never thought anyone could fall asleep while standing, but as he feels your grip on him loosen and how your knees buckle, he’s quick to hold onto you to keep you up. your eyes are closed and breath more even. “i love you,” he whispers, lifting you up in his arms to carry you towards the bedroom. “i’ll wake you up when dinner is ready, get some rest now.”

GOJO SATORU

the sun shines brightly on the two of you as you’re laying on the beach, a blanket spread out for you to relax in the warm sunlight. the sounds of waves fill your ears as well as some seagulls flying further away, annoying some other people who have decided to enjoy the peacefulness of the beach, even though it may not seem too peaceful for them right now.

gojo is laying on his back as you’re on your stomach, your chin on his chest as he looks down at you with a lovesick smile. “never seen you so calm before ‘toru,” you poke his cheek, causing him to playfully roll his eyes. “i’m much more calmer than you, have you seen me? always calm and composed.” “you wish, everyone else would disagree with you.”

he wraps his arms around you so you’ll come impossibly closer and he pulls you close to his chest, pulling you on top of him, not giving a single care in the world for those around you. if they would think you were too affectionate with one another, he would simply just give them a glare and then look at you with the softest look in his eyes. “my pretty girl,” he whispers, chuckling slightly when he notices you hiding your face in his chest. “so cute.”

this time, he’s the one to poke your cheek. “hey, don’t hide,” he keeps poking your cheek and you let out a whine, swatting his hand away. “i��m trying to sleep,” you mumble, holding onto his wrist so he’ll stop poking you. “am i that comfortable? you feel safe around me, don’t you?”

you try to ignore his blabbering, keeping your eyes shut as he continues to look down towards you. “i’ll be quiet, then. just because you’re so cute,” he whispers, but you don’t seem to hear it as you’re fast asleep. your head is still resting on his chest and your hand is still holding his wrist, now a little more loosely. gojo allows you to keep holding it as he places a kiss to the top of your head. “the cutest.”

GETO SUGURU

you’re sitting in between his legs, your back resting against his chest as the two of you are sitting on the couch and watching tv together. there’s currently an old movie playing as you couldn’t find anything else to watch, but anything seems to be okay as long as you’re with one another. today is the first day in a long time where you can just be lazy, so you’ve been stuck to each other the entire day.

geto has an arm wrapped around you while kissing your cheek every once in a while, just wanting to stay close to you. “what do you want for dinner tonight?” he asks, his lips moving against the warm skin of your cheek as he speaks. you turn your head to look at him, smiling tiredly. “whatever you want to cook, i’m happy with anything.”

he pecks your lips gently and strokes your hair. “are you tired?” you nod and when seeing that, he shifts slightly so you can lay more comfortably against his chest. “alright, you can sleep if you want, i’ll be staying here,” he mumbles while still stroking your hair, getting yet another smile out of you as you relax in his arms and lean back against him.

you close your eyes and intertwine your fingers with the hand that he’s resting on your side. it’s bigger than yours and envelops your hand perfectly. “i’ll cook dinner when you wake up, but just rest for now,” he squeezes your hand gently and leans down to rest his chin on top of your head.

it doesn’t take too long for the sound of snores to finally reach his ears and geto smiles to himself when noticing this, still holding your hand in his while the other one keeps stroking your hair so you’ll stay asleep. “i love you, darling. rest well.”

ITADORI YUJI

he’s been busy playing video games most of the evening. now as night is slowly creeping in, he’s still speaking into his microphone, telling his friends to either move forward, to wait for him, to help him and so much more that you cannot hear from the living room.

tiredness has begun to take over your body and even though you wanted to wait for yuji to finish gaming, he will most likely pull an all nighter which you are not up for. so instead, you get up from the couch and walk into the small gaming room where he is still sitting in front of the computer.

“yuji?” even if your voice is rather quiet and he’s wearing headphones, he quickly turns his chair around to look at you who’s gazing at him with bags under your eyes. “i’m gonna go to sleep, it’s getting late,” you mumble, but yuji opens his arms up as if he wants you to hug him, and who are you to reject when he’s been stuck in this room for so long.

you walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck while his wrap around your waist. you let out a light squeal as he lifts you up to put you in his lap. “five more minutes, then i’ll stop playing. can you wait here when i play?” he asks and there is no way you can say no when he’s giving you those puppy eyes he so often shows to you.

so here you are, resting in his lap as he’s clicking away on his computer. your head is resting on his shoulder and your eyes are closed even as he keeps speaking to his friend, this time a little more quietly however. “are you asleep?” he soon asks and looks down for a swift second before noticing that you are indeed sleeping.

he tries to finish playing the game as fast as he can and then switches off the computer while also taking off his headphones. a kiss is placed to your forehead before he lifts you up and carries you all the way to the bedroom, gently placing you on the bed so he can get in beside you and hold you close to him. “goodnight baby, see you tomorrow…”

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atlas-library · 5 months

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☾ inumaki toge ☽ nsfw alphabet.

〝i light the match to taste the heat.〞

fandom: jujutsu kaisen character: inumaki toge (amab!toge) pairing: toge x gn!reader universe: canon universe

genre: nsfw headcanons rating: r-rated word count: 6.9k trigger warnings: nsfw, many kinks linked to physical harm (mostly asphyxiation), "consensual non-consensual" role-play mentioned, mentions of strong alcohol. Reader's discretion is advised.

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aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Toge is great at aftercare. It comes with loving rough sex (that's your theory). While Toge loves receiving so he can get treated like a prince afterwards, he also loves taking care of you; he'll hold you against him and brush your cheek, petting your hair as you're both still panting from the do.

He'll link his fingers with yours, carefully watching you, and will bring you even closer while entangling his legs with yours; you'll stay in this small cocoon he's created until your stomach rumbles or the need to pee is becoming too urgent.

If Toge was particularly rough on you, he'll make sure to clean you, lifting you to the bathroom and gently kissing your stomach and thighs— Leaving ghostly kisses on your inner thighs for you to sigh, a hand in his hair, as he lets the bathtub fill with hot water. He'll wash away all the sins he's imprinted on your skin, running his fingers along the veins of your foot while caressing your waist. He'll face you unless you ask him to hold you, in which case he'll oblige and will make it his goal to clean your chest, teasing your sensitive nipples as he kisses your neck. You'll sigh his name, your nose against his jawline, and he'll smoothly run his hand down to touch you there.

He'll be slow and sensual about it, drinking your moans and cries; he'll kiss you deeply and you'll feel the smile on his lips— He'll be proud of himself for overstimming you, pushing you to a new edge as you cum on his fingers, your hips buckling against his treacherous hand. He'll rub you one last time, making you whimper, and will start over— This time using his mouth to clean you down there.

body part (their favourite body part of theirs, and also their partner's)

Toge's favourite body part, whether it's his or yours, is the mouth; he loves kissing and will do it all day long if he can. Expect him to gently drag his fingers along your jawline, tap under your chin, and softly kiss you. He'll kiss you over and over again, slowly growing more impatient and insatiable; he'll bite your lips, lick your teeth and suck your tongue, a hand firmly put against your neck so you don't get away. He'll feed off the muffled moans you'll let out, how cute you look whenever you melt in his arms, and the pants escaping your pretty mouth.

He'll put two fingers on your tongue for you to suck, then three, and will fuck your throat so slowly, so gently. You'll drool around him as he pecks the corner of your lips, then lick your spit and suck your skin— And he'll expect the same from you.

He'll grab your butt and get you off as you slowly do back-and-forth movements with your fingers inside his mouth. You'll feel him drool and suck, you'll hear his panting as you go deeper and faster, you'll see his eyes roll backwards when you try to trigger his (nonexistent) gag reflex. You'll feel his body leaning against yours, he'll show you his tongue so you can kiss it and feel his tattoo vibrate with a low hum, he'll let you suck on it only to kiss you deeper right after.

If you're lucky enough, he'll go down on you and will let a thread of spit link his lips to your sweet spot— All this while looking up to you.

cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Toge has an oral fixation, and always acts like he hasn't had water for days; he'll drink your cum every time he's sucking and licking you, overstim you so it gets on his face, then take it off with his fingers only to lick them as you watch.

He's starving, and he needs you to feed him. Don't be nice, play rough: grab his hair to push him against you, listen to his moans as you cum hard, so hard he can't even breathe, whimper as he licks and sucks everything, to the point you cum a second time.

If he wants to make you his, simply spread your legs and wait for him to pound you; no matter how sensitive you are, he'll go hard, deep, until you tighten and leave him dry. He'll spread your hole and watch his cum drip out, just like he would with yours— Your hole acts like a panting mouth, pushing his cum out with every breath, and he's fascinated.

He's hard again and fucks you more. Let it spill out and say you're his, he'll love you so much it hurts.

dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Toge is always surprisingly shy about it, almost out-of-character because of how shameless he usually is with his sexuality and kinks. If anyone were to make him drink to spill the beans, he'd still probably feel a bit too embarrassed to talk about this.

Toge loves choking, manhandling and rough sex, anyone (un)lucky enough to be with or hear him having sex knows. It's not too bad though, it gets Nobara cackling whenever she's drunk, Yuuji always looks deep in thought (as if trying to picture everything like it's a math test), and Maki stares at the horizon like a war veteran getting flashbacks.

What no one knows, though, is that Toge's into "consensual non-consensual" sex. He fantasises about someone grabbing him, pinning him down and not letting go even if he cries out; he needs someone to crush him with their weight and fuck his throat to keep him quiet, someone to blackmail him into spreading his legs, someone to twist his wrists whenever he tries to push them away, someone to ignore his pleas— But it'd all be fake.

experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Toge's experience mostly depends on how old he is: if you started dating when you were still teenagers, you were definitely his first time. If it was in your twenties, though, chances are he's had hookups before, although nothing serious. Most of his experience comes from you, though, mostly because you're always down to try new things— Which is basically a requirement when being with Toge.

Toge isn't necessarily a god in bed, at least not at first; he learnt from all the nights spent with you, pleasuring you, sucking at your skin and moving his fingers the right way. He's a fast-learner, but he would still struggle a bit more with someone else. He's an expert with you, because of the time spent observing your reactions, quietly asking about your body and his, learning and teaching them how to fit together.

He knows what to do to you, he knows (most of) your limits, and you know his. You can tell him to stop or slow down whenever it becomes too much, and he can mumble some sushi ingredient as a safe word if he's reaching the edge. Toge may not be the most experienced when it comes to the real deal— He's experienced in you, if it makes sense, and knows about you and only you.

favourite position (this goes without saying)

Toge doesn't have one favourite position; he has multiples, but even then it depends highly on the context.

If he's giving, he'll always choose a position that makes you face him; he wants to see you cum, he wants to see your face as you reach orgasm, and he wants to be able to cup your cheek with his hand (or grab your throat, depending on the pace).

Toge likes when you straddle him and jump up and down his cock, solely because he gets to see you needy for him (and if you have breasts, he'll fondle them like they're national treasures). He'll definitely sit up at some point to pound you hard, and will bite your skin while you moan and cum on his dick; don't worry, he'll keep going even after you came. He loves overstimming you.

He might also fuck you from behind after a mission— Only if the adrenaline gets to him, though. He'll push you to the ground, turn you around, grab your hair and lift your hips, then fuck you deep, oh so deeply. A whimper will escape his lips, prompting him to bite your neck to shut up, and he'll relish the idea of hearing you moan his name.

He'll grunt against you as he cums inside, and you'll feel his voice vibrate against your skin as your name comes out muffled.

If he's receiving, Toge will want to straddle you; he'll face you so you can see his dick getting harder, so you can stroke him as he whimpers, so you can see his face tense up as he cums. He'll take your hand so you can play with his nipples, and who are you to say no? There's something about seeing his soft features twist as he gets lost in painful pleasure; you like to feel him tighten around you, his legs shaking more and more as you go harder on him.

You want to see him bite his lips and grab his own throat to keep the sounds in. You want to tell him to look at you as he cums; he'll struggle but try, and whenever his deep gaze is on you, barely seeing you because of how hard you're stimulating his prostate, you can't help but grab his neck to kiss him.

You'll end up rolling over to be on top of him, take one of his legs to put it on your shoulder, and pound him harder as he grabs the pillow and lets out a silent cry— Kiss his skin, from his ankle to his knee, hold his hand and tell him how pretty he looks like this; he'll moan your name, mispronounce it because of all the pleasure overwhelming him, and will sob some more with erratic breaths and tears rolling down his face. Then, when countless hiccups leave his throat, hidden with painful but oh so pretty noises, let him climax around you, tightening his hole and grabbing your shoulder while his face is buried against the pillow, wetting it with his tears and drool.

Cum inside and cum on him, pet his hair and praise him; you've quenched his thirst for now, time to rest till the morning.

goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Since Toge can't talk, it's hard for him to crack jokes while you're doing the do; he's definitely smiling, though, but it has more to do with how teasing and borderline-sadistic he can get when you're moaning under him. He'll chuckle while pounding you, kiss and lick your leg, leave hickeys on it, pinch and rub your nipples with a teasing gleam in his eyes— Before the gleam becomes slightly ominous and he grabs your throat to make you squeeze as he pounds you deeper. He'll only get serious when you're exploring new kinks, or when you need a time-out to recover.

hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Toge is hairier than most people think. He only shaves when it becomes too much of a hassle in the shower, to be honest, but he does try to keep it nice for you— Mostly because he doesn't want your nose to get tickled by his happy trail when you're deepthroating him. His body hair is slightly darker, a mix of grey and ash blonde; the closer to his cock, the curlier it gets. When he gets a bit too rough, you lightly pull on it; it makes him stop right away, and you know he's into it because his dick almost always twitches inside your mouth.

intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Toge isn't the type to look or sound romantic; is fucking you hard a way for him to show how much he loves and cares for you? Yes, definitely— However, you'd need to know him well to get that.

Toge kisses a lot, takes care of you and expects you to do the same with him, and that in itself is often classified as "romantic". It's not, though; to him, it's basic care anyone should give their partner. What's romantic is him pushing you to the edge, making you scream his name, feeling you tighten as you cry and beg for him to stop— But no, keep going— But oh, right there— That's what romance is to him.

He won't spur out "I love you"s, that's just not who he was meant to be— Unless you go slow. Take care of him, yes, but show him you accept him fully. Toge's a desperate lover, extremist in everything, a passionate soul forbidden from speaking; show him you're with him till the end, whisper that you'd die for him against his lips. Moan countless "I love you"s while linking fingers, tell him as you drown in his gaze. 'I lo—' He'll start but will stop himself with a pained cry, hiding his face against your neck as he moves his hips harder, trying to compensate for his lack of words.

And you know; you know these intimate nights are too painful for him, thus why he avoids them like the plague. He's cursed, unable to whisper sweet nothings against your lips like anyone else would. 'I know, I love you so much—' You reassure him and he tenses up, cumming inside with a sob.

Toge doesn't do romance; it's just too painful.

jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Toge is insatiable and has always loved playing with his own limits, pushing them further as time went on and experience was being gained.

He starts softly, simply fondling his butt with two fingers teasing the entrance; they go up to his balls, press them a bit, then he lets his nails run up to the tip of his cock. With his other hand, he's pinching his nipples, slowly kneading them. Once he pulls on them, his heat goes up a notch: he opens the drawer and takes a bottle of lubricant without even needing to look, then throws it by his side as he also frantically grabs a dildo.

He covers his fingers in lube, as well as his asshole, before fingering himself while biting his lips; two fingers in, he adds a third one and lets his head fall back on the pillow as his mouth slightly opens to quietly moan. He doesn't keep that rhythm for long, though: he quickly fingers himself faster and harder, curving his fingers to tickle his prostate as he starts sucking on the dildo.

He pictures you as he sucks, whether you'd need a strap-on or not, and pushes the dildo deeper down his throat to choke and drool on it— All this while spreading his hole and fucking it fast.

Toge's insatiable, though; it's not enough. While he could cum like this, where's the fun in that?

He spits the dildo out of his mouth and uses his fingers to be as wide as possible for it. Then, slowly, he pushes it inside his ass. His breathing gets shakier, and he adds more lube to make it slide in more easily but also rub his own dick. A moan leaves his lips once the dildo is deep inside (and all he thinks of is you fucking him, being inside him, ready to own him).

He jacks off while sliding the dildo in and out for a few minutes, purposefully tightening with every move so the pressure can make him moan— He bites down a small whimper, a cute 'Ahn!' that makes him harder because of how slutty he sounds.

Still, not enough. The drawer is already open, so Toge just takes out a vibrator, and clumlessly, shakily turns it on. Then, he puts it againt his hole, near the dildo. 'Ah! Hn...' It makes him moan and gasp in pleasure, he keeps moving the dildo in and out while pushing the vibe against the sensitive skin. His hips move up as he does that, he wants more, he needs more; the vibe slides up to his scrotum, making his legs shake as his balls get stimulated, then against his dick.

'Hm, ye— Ahn...' He puts the vibe right below the head of his cock to stop himself from talking, 'Ah! Ahn, ah...' Fuck, he sounds so cute and slutty, he wants to fuck himself right now. Click, he turns up the vibe's settings and inhales sharply before sinking his teeth in his lower lip. Fuck, it feels good.

Toge almost forgot about his ass, but the vibe stimulating him is too much; it's furiously buzzing, going so fast against his cock, right under the head, and he only needs to slide it up now and— Toge pushes the dildo at its deepest as he cums, the vibrator now against the tip of his dick. His entire body shakes, he's pinching his lips together to keep moans in, but he can't stop. Not yet.

Even though he just had an orgasm and his entire body is now sensitive, he keeps the vibrator against his dick. He also leaves the dildo in his ass, facing his prostate, ready to stimulate it, and with a click turns on its own vibe setting.

Toge uses his now-free hand to bite down a cry, tears already rolling down his reddened cheeks: it hurts, he came already, but it feels too good to stop. He wants more, he needs a second orgasm.

It's coming, soon, so soon— Toge takes the vibe off his dick, loudly breathes in, eyes wide open from the entire wave of pleasure still drowning him, although lessened (but he can feel the dildo vibrating against his prostate).

Softly, Toge stops biting his hand and brushes his nipple— His legs shake from the stimulation. Toge then puts the vibrator near his chest. He can feel it despite not putting it against the skin. Slowly, he makes it turn around his nipple.

More, more, he can't help but think. He closes his eyes and thinks of you edging him, over and over again, until his balls are empty. He pictures you kissing him, biting his lips and licking the sweat on his neck, making you open wide to suck on his tongue then put two fingers inside his warm and wet mouth.

Toge starts fingering his mouth and throat, the vibrator still buzzing around his nipple, picturing you fucking both his mouth and ass, making him drool on your fingers, go so deep to try and make him gag. With now three fingers down his mouth, Toge unintelligibly moans your name. The vibe goes back against his dick as he sucks hard on his fingers, spits on them, and keeps them warm and wet as if they were yours; you'll make him cum like this, you'll finger him, you'll fuck his dick and choke him hard— His hand grabs his throat and he squeezes. You're choking him hard so he keeps quiet, you want him to listen and be a good obedient boy.

Click, the vibrator is at its maximum, and Toge lets out a strangled moan as he tightens his grip on his throat; his legs are shaking too much, it hurts but feels so good, he wants to cum, he's about to, he's so close— You're fucking him, you're edging him, you're praising and demeaning him with your hand around his throat, manhandling him perfectly.

Toge puts the vibrator against the very tip of his dick, near the urethra, and keeps it there while he strangles out another cry and cums harder than before. He keeps it there, panting and sobbing, eyes opening and rolling backwards, drooling so much there's spit down to his neck. The vibe keeps going and he doesn't know anymore if he's cumming or not; in his ass, the dildo keeps going.

He doesn't let go, ready to overstim himself for another good thirty minutes, until you actually come back from your mission and find him there.

kink (one or more of their kinks)

Nobara once asked him to send a list of his kinks as a joke (and as future blackmail whenever he traumatises Maki with his antics), but Toge ended up typing for almost 30 minutes straight without ever sending her the text. When she assumed he was just getting shy and tried to reassure him about it, he simply stopped typing, then sent: No, it's just taking a while to write.

Anyway, I don't have ten years to spend writing this post so here's a non-exhaustive list of Toge's kinks. If you'd like more details, feel free to ask.

Spit kink. At first it was just letting some spit drop down his tongue, but now he just wants you to spit on his face all the time.

CNC (consensual non-consensual), we've mentioned it before.

Size kink. He's short and knows it, and he also gets horny just thinking of how massive some people are next to him. He needs to be manhandled so bad, if you're taller he loves you so much.

Threesomes and more. Bonus points if there's enough people for him to get his entire body used.

Electricity, and so far that's where pretty much anyone draws the line. He gets it, and is sad he isn't immortal because it'd be much easier to convince you if he were.

Gagging (bonus points if it's with a dick/dildo down his throat and he actually gags on it despite having no gag reflex whatsoever).

Any kind of rough sex, choking included.

Someone needs to fuck him so hard he forgets his name.

Food play, and while there're some hits and misses, he knows whipped cream is always a win.

Someone needs to fuck him so deep he gets a belly bulge.

Breeding kink, both giving and receiving. Either way, a mating press is done.

Role-playing (especially with power dynamics).

Humiliation, especially when sprinkled with a bit of praise and domination.

He's a sadist and a masochist, are we surprised.

Bondage. Although he prefers being manhandled, he doesn't dislike ropes and cuffs, especially if it puts him in embarrassing positions.

Probably some BDSM, too.

He needs to take two dicks up his ass AT THE SAME TIME and have his hole gaping with cum dripping out of it.

Exhibitionism is a big thing with him. Sorry not sorry.

Public fucking too, although for obvious reasons he doesn't do it.

Hidden sex, though?? Especially with his oral fixation, the thought of him hiding under a desk to eat you out while you force him to keep quiet by fucking his face... He needs a cold shower.

Someone get him a leash.

Wax play is also something he likes, especially tied down.

He has a bit of a scent kink, and you guessed it after he kept hugging you so tight after training; his favourite place to smell is definitely your genitals, and sure it's embarrassing, but seeing his cute face makes up for it.

He also loves anal in case it wasn't clear, whether giving or receiving.

There are probably more, to be honest. Feel free to ask about specific ones. 💔

location (favourite places to do the do)

Let's be honest, Toge's favourite place to do the do is probably "anywhere as long as I'm with you". And he doesn't mean it in the corny, cheesy way; he likes taking risks, and he's into public sex— Clearly, no place is going to scare him off. If you asked him where he really, really likes doing it though, it would highly depend on his mood.

Slow and sensual? Definitely the bedroom. He wants to take his time with you, and the privacy that comes with your room is simply perfect for that. Fast and rough? Probably a semi-secluded place, like a dark alley. A little bit risky and perfect for quickies. If you're both in need of a thrill, a restroom so you can be hidden but hear people coming in and out. He'll eat you out or make you hump his leg, but shh, you have to be quiet.

motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly, pretty much anything can turn Toge on. The right words, the right gestures— It's all right when it's from you. You could tell him he looks cute with his new scarf and he'd want to get on his knees and shove his face between your legs to thank you.

What keeps him going, though, whenever he's close to cumming and you're not, is the thought of getting you off. He wants to please you until he passes out, and even then he'd like for you to keep using him as you please. Toge doesn't love prettily or moderately; he loves obsessively, sinks his teeth deep into your skin and marks you. You are his, and he is yours.

His goal is to please you every single day of your life, but also to make you needy, dependent, so much that you can't think of anyone but him; hearing you moan his name, hearing you say you love him and you're his, hearing you beg for his touch— That's what keeps him going. You're needy, you want him, you need him. He'll make you cum so much you'll cry, unable to move without shaking, and the worst part? You'll ask for more.

no (something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)

Toge is open to many things, yet he can't bring himself to like or try to understand people who like scat. You do you, it's just not for him; if you ask him, he'll probably stare to see if you're joking. Whether you were joking or not, you'll say you were to avoid the icy judgement of his glare.

Another thing Toge doesn't do is let you shush him, or cover his mouth with your hand. It can definitely be surprising with all of his other kinks, but the gesture and sound simply trigger him: he's been shushed his entire life, and has had to deal with hands forcefully shoved against his mouth ever since he was two. If you want to shut him up, whether it's because he's about to say something or because Maki the War Vet™ scares you, just shove your fingers down his throat, kiss him, or make him eat you out.

oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Speaking of eating you out, Toge has an oral fixation and deals with it by shoving his face between your legs every morning and every night (godspeed, soldier). Whether you're AFAB or AMAB, Toge will lick and suck until you beg him to go faster; if he's in a good mood, he'll let you cum right away. Most of the time, though, he'll make you linger, looking up to you as his tongue moves around and licks your sweet spot; the only reason he makes you wait for your orgasm is so you can grow impatient and grab his hair to facefuck him. He'll grab your thighs whenever you're close to keep you from moving away and taste your cum on his tongue (and he'll show you, and fuck you did not expect to find this hot but the glistening tattoo got to you).

While Toge prefers to give, he does like seeing you get on your knees to pleasure him; he'll pet your hair as you suck on his dick, let his fingers linger against your cheek then lips as you keep him warm and wet in your mouth, before sighing a small, low moan. He'll probably grab your hair to fuck your throat right after, though (and if you drool around him, spit on the tip of his cock then fondle his balls, he'll have to shove a fist against his lips to keep quiet). Whether you're experienced or not, he'll always be gentle until he feels you're more at ease— You can always hit his thigh or say the safe word if it's getting too rough for you, though.

Toge will want to cum in your mouth or on your face, all this while stroking his cock. Expect him to keep you still with a hand petting your hair; it wouldn't be hard though, seeing his soft features tensing up as he climaxes and spurts cum on you.

pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Toge fucks and likes to get fucked fast and rough; he'll always look like he's on the verge of death and needs to cum before the world ends. Expect him to grab you, hold you tight and use any possible means to fuck you deep and fast.

Toge needs to grab your throat, bite your neck, lick your ass and scratch your thighs; he's like a dog in heat, humping you at night or at the very first hours of the day, putting his hand on your waist to keep you still as he rubs his dick against you.

Slow, sensual, intimate sex isn't his thing— It isn't, it makes him feel, it gives him time to think about you and how pretty you look, how much he cares for you, how wonderful you are— It makes him vulnerable, and only in an emotional way. Don't expect slow and sensual sex unless it's your birthday; Toge wants to lick the teeth mark on your shoulder, not kiss it gently. He wants to grab your hair to force you down on your knees, not lovingly move it out of the way so he can see your face. He wants you to cum so hard you forget everything but his name, not for you to feel so tight but warm as you whisper 'I love you' against his lips.

He wants to cry because he's overstimmed, not because you love him back.

quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

If quickies weren't a thing, Toge would probably implode. He tries to be responsible and reasonable— But he can't do that if he's not allowed to pound you (or get pounded) at least five minutes every day. You can expect him to pull you in an empty room after a meeting, or drag you back to bed first thing in the morning, or even in the forest after a mission: either way, he's getting that quickie.

When— Not if, when it becomes too much for you, he'll look at you with his big eyes, pouting like you just scolded him (and you didn't, you just need a week or maybe a month to recover).

Don't give in. Be strong. If he feels like he's about to implode, he'll use his hand. Good luck.

risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Toge is reckless. You thought he was only reckless when it came to curses and sacrifices, but turns out he seeks that thrill and adrenaline boost pretty much anytime. It definitely explains some of his kinks, or the ones he's most curious about— Electricity, fire, or simply you choking him until he passes out as you force him to drink your cum. It's common for Toge to gasp for air after a heavy session, mostly because you've learnt he needs you to fuck him like you want him dead. It makes him kiss you harder, and quite simply love you harder.

'I don't mean to be rude, but you're crazy,' you told him after a session so intense he had actually screamed of pain— Pleasure. He only chuckled with a big smile, holding you tight with his face buried against your neck. One week later and he's fucking you in the restroom.

You don't want to admit it, but it definitely got hotter when you both heard people entering said restroom. Toge can't know, though. He'd make it a habit.

stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

You'll get a minimum of three rounds with Toge— In a row. He'll want to cum once, twice, thrice; the last one has to be a dry orgasm. He'll make it last the whole night, special occasion or not, no matter how tired you are. You never really complain anyway, do you?

You like feeling him inside you, seeing his face relax when he realises how warm you are, moaning as he cums barely a few thrusts later because of how pent-up he always is, but still moving his hips. Toge doesn't do breaks. He keeps moving until he's dead, and if he happens to get tired first, he expects you to make him cum once more by taking the lead.

Unless you're going all slow and sensual, he won't last long: he'll cum fast, letting out a sharp breath as he pounds you relentlessly, no matter how many times you tell him to stop because he's too sensitive. He likes it. He'll keep going, will let out a few cries and sobs as he cums again and again, taking you to round six or seven without neither of you realising the night has been that long already.

toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

In Toge's mind, a good birthday gift is you tied down to the bed, completely covered in vibrators and with at least one dildo inside you as you cum so hard you can't even make a sound anymore. He'll look at you like you're the prettiest, most beautiful thing he's ever seen; you're his work of art.

Toge has drawers full of different toys, despite having his top 3, and he can't wait to test them on you— Or himself, for his own private sessions. He wants you to give your input, get curious, try some on him and find out on your own how they work. The first time you find the dildo in his drawer, you can't help but blush— You were surprised, you were looking for a phone charger, not this— But look at you now, fucking him so slowly with it to make him hungry for you.

He sends you pictures of new toys he'd like to try with you (and you're pretty sure you scarred Maki for life after she accidentally saw one of his texts to you). You always tell him to be more careful with it, but you know he loves the risk of being caught— He feeds off it, that's why he leaves doors unlocked despite you two mutually masturbating on a double-headed dildo (and fuck, that felt good). If you're too loud, he'll happily gag you so you "don't have to worry about people hearing" (granted, he only said 'Salmon', but that's how you translated it). He'll suck and lick you as you have a vibrator taped to your sweet spot— And you came so hard that night.

He drives you insane, yet you never regret opening that drawer.

unfair (how much they like to tease)

Depending on his mood, Toge will either want to make you cum in less than ten seconds, or make you beg for it for the entire day. His mood changes too fast, and the most unfair thing out of everything is how quick he is to give you the cold shoulder: you remember the time he started fingering you right before a mission, only to stop the second you were about to cum. He let you beg for it the whole day, trying to tease him with 'I want your fingers' or even 'I've been good, right?', only for him to stare at you and continue like nothing happened (you hated him a little that day, you have to admit)— Then again, he fingered and spanked you hard the morning after, so maybe there's a silver lining to all of this.

Toge teases a lot but always makes sure to please you after he's done toying with you; it balances everything out, in your mind. Although it's definitely hard to see him look at you like you don't even matter to him. You try to ignore it, not take it personally: that's just how he is, he has mood swings, and he'll make sure to make up for it once he feels better.

When he makes you cum five times in a row despite your whining, you can only forget about it; he tries his best, and he's more unfair in love than sex.

volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Surprisingly so, Toge is quite loud— Or at least he wants to be. He'll bite his lips, kiss you hard and shove his face against the pillow every time he feels a sound coming out; it's always very touching to see him try so hard to keep quiet, even when getting overwhelmed by how good everything feels, only so he doesn't curse you by accident. The most you'll hear from him are usually muffled whimpers and shaken breaths.

Sometimes, when he's overstimmed and cumming for maybe the third time in a row, he'll let out a small cry while tensing up; if you keep it going, he'll moan some more, getting louder and louder as a fourth climax begs to come out, grabbing the sheets with his eyes rolled backwards and tears in his voice. When he's like this, all you need to do is move your hips: his mouth will open wide, and you'll hear a broken cry escape his lips as he immediately groans afterwards, covering his face with both his hands to shut up and hide.

Move your hips faster when he does it; his screams will be muffled by his hands until you grab his wrists and pin them down. Tell him he's yours and everyone should know. He'll get louder, and if he tries to say something, you'll simply shove your fingers down his throat to keep him quiet.

wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Toge randomly fantasises about his friends and, while nothing ever comes from it, he does feel like a bit of a freak. The first time it happened was when he saw Yuuji training shirtless— The sweat glistening on his chest, how tall and massive he was (especially compared to Toge), as well as how his back muscles would move as he contracted his biceps; Toge had to take a cold shower after that.

The second time was with Maki, when he saw her chilling with her short hair and a tank top showing off her biceps. Every time Maki sparred with him and eventually pinned him down or held him in a chokehold after that, Toge couldn't help but think of her arms and the low chuckle in her voice; thankfully, Maki's too oblivious to realise the effect she could have on men. He also had to take a cold shower after this one.

Before anyone asks, no, Yuuta doesn't count. It'd be unfair.

x-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

Toge's dick isn't necessarily big, or long, or fat, or anything special. It's average, on the slimmer side of the spectrum, a bit curved to the side if we're being honest (just a bit, though, don't mention it, he can get shy about it). He mostly prides himself in his perfect ass, but that's because he works out so much he's not about to miss any opportunity to show it off to you— And it makes you laugh every time he does it. It's more of a joke between the two of you, truly.

Toge is lean, athletic but naturally thin. He's nothing special, really; definitely wouldn't give his dick any more than a 7 out of 10, and that's only because it does look pretty. Yeah, it's a pretty cock. Sure, it's got its flaws, but you really can't say it's ugly— At least not when you're sucking it so earnestly, making sure you lick right under the head.

Okay, maybe you miscalculated: there's a chance he's slightly above-average.

yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Everyone knows how high Toge's sex drive is— And it's high, very high. What started as a drunken sex game ('Hey hey, guys, who rubs one out at least once a week? Twice a week? Three times??') ended as "the entire room stares at Toge like he's an alien".

Toge "rubs one out" at least once a day. More in winter, usually three times every morning and two every night; he's hungry, thirsty, fucking starving— and it's never enough. Maki told him that maybe he "should get it checked", and all Toge did was lightheartedly show her his middle finger while chugging down another shot of vodka.

Merciful to some extent, Toge doesn't fuck as much a day as he masturbates; he'll ask for at least one quickie per day, sure, but he can take care of the rest himself. Although you admit you can't always leave him like that, and find yourself on your knees more often than you thought you'd be. You just want to help, and sometimes the best way to help is by sucking him off and force him to drink two litres of water so he doesn't dehydrate throughout the day.

zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Unless you're clearly needy for some aftercare, Toge falls asleep so fast he looks like he died. Be understanding, though, it may be your first orgasm of the day, but it's probably his seventh or eighth.

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toges-wife · 1 year

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“Is he slowly falling in love with you?!„ (part 2)

¦ warnings: age gap (around 7 years), sickness mentioned

¦ employee! toge x boss! Gn! Reader

¦ note: here's part 2 @iknowyourstalkingme thanks for commenting on my first part, it encouraged me to write more

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... Leaving your house again thinking about what he did, his cheeks light up. It makes him feel happy when he's with you and since then, he started looking forward to spend more time with you in the future.

It's not like he didn't feel bad about your boyfriend's death or anything, he just loved the time he spent with you. Especially after that kiss... It seemed amazing!

For you, when he left you just started making more plans for him. One day you'd go on a dates publicly or hold hands on a train.. Just everything you did for the next hour is thinking about him and planning the next weeks together.

After him going out you followed him “Can we go and check on your son together?” he looked like at you nodding. It wasn't really much time till you arrived and saw his son. To your surprise, he really was a critical condition.. Toge just sat on his knees holding his hand.

“is he okay?” you mumbled as toge just nodded. Meanwhile Toge was telling his son about how happy he was that he was able to pay for the surgery. While the doctor came to the room and said that they wanted to start the surgery as you paid for it.

After a while you started comforting toge. He just cared for his son and was afraid of anything going wrong. “Toge.. Its fine... He's a good doctor..” you hugged him gently rubbing his back. Toge was trying his best to hold back his tears but eventually failed.

It wasn't so long till toge fell asleep cuddling with you. “Who's the parents of Haru Inumaki” the doctor said as you looked at him nodding. “we are... Im his mother... Tell me.. Did he make it?” you asked standing up while toge was in your arms. The doctor just noded smiling “he needs a rest, that's all”.

Since that day you became haru's mother. You took care of him as if he was your own son.

Everytime toge comes to your place, as he's still paying back for the hospital bills you paid, he brings haru with him as a request from you. You enjoyed Haru's company more than anything. He did too! He finally got a mother!

Toge in the other hand, felt like the attention you gave his son cute, you were a bit too adorable as he would say. His heart just told him that you are the one for him.

Something told him to stop thinking about making you pay for his university bills and just stay as your husband instead. He knew that you were 7 years older than him. Yet toge really loved you.

“Boss, I have a simple request” he signed making your attention shift to him. “yes? what is it, toge?” your eyes lit up as they met his gaze.

“Can you pay University.. Bills for me?” he wrote down hesitantly giving you the paper. You smiled knowing that it only meant that you could meet him more and do more things with him.

“Yes, only if we pretend to be a husband and wife. I'll get you a ring too” you replied as toge's face turned red mumbling an okaka. “don't you want me to pay for the university fees?” you paused as he held your hands nodding.

“then what?... you don't want to pay like that?” he looked down as you said that. “I don't want to pretend.. I want to be your real husband” he cried finally taking the risk to talk.

You just were shocked. It was definitely a surprise, yet you welcomed Toge to your heart with open arms. “okay then, you are my husband starting from next month” you smiled kissing him making him the happiest man.

Even though it started as a request from both of you, no one could have guessed that you'd fall that hard for eachother.

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yuwuta · 4 months

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*TEST DRIVE — YUUTA OKKOTSU

❝I WILL NEVER LEAVE BY YOUR SIDE, DON’T YOU KNOW YOU GOT A RIDE OR DIE

pairings. okkotsu/reader, uhhh implied maki/nobara and sort of itadori/fushiguro but that’s not so important for now

warnings, themes. non-curse/modern au, marriage of convenience au, i thought long and hard about who would fit this trope best and all i can say is that i didn’t really pick just one in the end, so if this spirals in a wedding/marriage playlist, you’ve been warned, um… sort of implied possessive behavior on yuuta’s end but it’s only teased for now :)

word count. 2.5k i can yap about him all day

playing. test drive/ariana grande, going crazy/exo, heart of glass/blondie, idea/taemin, tipsy/chloe x halle

“I just heard the funniest joke from Inumaki,” Nobara says, welcoming herself into your apartment. You’re not surprised, and continue with your dessert preparations. Yuuji, to your left, spares her a wave, before going back to diligently preparing the vegetables.

Maki is the only one to respond by turning slightly in her seat to raise an eyebrow at Nobara when she walks up to the island, “Since when do you think Toge is funny?”

“Not usually,” Nobara admits, taking the neighboring open seat. She crosses her arms atop the counter, and squints at you, “But he surprised me this time.”

Your eyes fidget to Maki, who seems equally confused by Nobara’s unnerving stare, then to Yuuji, who appears none the wiser, because he happily chirps, “Well, I wanna hear it! Tell us, Kugisaki!”

“He said that it was soooo kind of you to share your anniversary date with Yuuta and have us all over for dinner,” Nobara drawls, “Then I got confused, of course—but then I thought, ‘Maybe they’re secretly together and I just didn’t know. Wouldn’t be a huge surprise.’”

You flinch at that, “What do you mean that wouldn’t be a huge sur—”

“This is the funniest part, though,” Nobara squints, “He said that you’re actually married, and he meant that today is your wedding anniversary. He was pretty convincing, though. He’s very committed to the bit—even challenged me to ask you at dinner, but I figured I’d straighten it out now,” she drawls, reaching over to steal a cucumber slice from Yuuji’s station, “You’re not actually married to Yuuta, right?”

You pause, for too long. Maki’s disbelief shifts from Nobara to you, morphing into a threatening glare that makes you chuckle nervously. Yuuji keeps turning his head between you and Nobara, waiting for one of you to crack.

It’s not her. “Okay… define married,” you mumble.

Nobara all but jumps across the island, standing up and slamming her palms on the counter top. “What do you mean ‘define married’—there’s only one definition!” Yuuji frantically sweeps his preciously sliced vegetables out of her range. “You’re either married to Okkotsu or you’re not, which is it?”

You pause again. Too long this time.

“You’re fucking kidding me,” Maki says, “It’s true? Toge says that shit all the time, how he can ‘still hear wedding bells’ when you two are around. Oh, I’m going to be sick.”

“Wait, you’re married?” Yuuji quips, “Since when? You should have told me, I would have gotten you a present!”

“Okay, okay—enough!” you yell, taking a step back, “It’s… true, but it’s not what you think. Yuuta and I are legally married, but we’re not together together.”

Nobara reaches to flick you on the forehead, “What the hell does that mean?”

“It means, we’re married on paper only,” you explain, strategically placing your knife in the sink, far out of Maki and Nobara’s reach.

“Say more words,” Maki demands, “Now.”

You sigh. Even Yuuji has paused his preparations, blinking at you with those big, wide eyes, and you know for sure there’s no way out of this now.

“It happened four years ago. I—”

Despite being the one who asked you to say more, Maki is the first to cut you off, incredulous, “Four years? You’ve been married to that beanstalk for four years and neither one of you twigs thought to mention it?”

“Maki, let her finish,” Yuuji pitches in for you, reaching a comforting hand out to your shoulder, “Maybe she was dying and needed Okkotsu-senpai to sign her insurance papers so the government didn’t sweep her away! I saw that in a K-Drama once,” he smiles proudly. Nobara pinches her face in disgust, immediately refuting and calling Yuuji an idiot for believing everything he sees on TV.

“Honestly, that’s not too far off. I’m not dying—and neither is Yuuta,” you hastily correct the worried faces peering at you, “But he was sick as a kid, and long story short is something got fucked up with his insurance when his parents died. It wasn’t a big deal, at first, but it spiraled into a bunch of issues, the biggest being the threat of taking his parents’ house away from him.”

Nobara pulls back, crossing her arms. “Why didn’t Gojo just do something then? That idiot has more than enough money to spare for some petty hospital bill, even with twenty years of interest.”

“He did,” you assure her, “But then the house became its own problem. His parents didn’t leave the deed in his name, and the community board tried to say that Yuuta had no assets and wasn’t a favored candidate for their neighborhood, even if he was their son.”

“That’s bullshit,” Maki interjects.

“Yeah, totally not fair,” Yuuji pouts, “That’s his dead parents’ house and they wanted him to prove himself?”

“Pretty much,” you sigh, “Basically marriage is something that helped prove his eligibility… plus some doctored philanthropic donations on Gojo’s end, and letters of recommendation from Shoko and her co-workers.”

Nobara tuts her bottom lip out. “I don’t know, I’m not buying it.”

“No, it makes sense. I’m sure by now all his parents’ neighbors are a bunch of uptight, old heads who didn’t want some kid throwing parties nearby,” Maki argues, “But once they hear he’s a young, married, nurse with a side hustle in philanthropy, I’m sure those geezers welcomed him with open arms. Sounds like some shit my family would do, too.”

Nobara hums, factoring in Maki’s evaluation. “Okay fine. Yuuta marries you, he gets his parents’ house back and probably commits insurance fraud too,” she settles, “But what about you?—You said this was mutually beneficial, so what did you get out of it?”

You probably should talk to Yuuta about revealing all the details of your marriage to your friends, but you knew it was bound to happen sooner or later. Yuuta’s parents’ death and the issues that came along with it weren’t a secret at the time, but your problems are something you kept private. It’s a miracle you’ve gone this long under the radar, and you know Nobara isn’t going anywhere with unanswered questions.

“Permanent residency status,” you tell her, “Yuuta’s a citizen, so in marrying him, all my problems about finding a job in six weeks after graduation disappeared.”

“But… you got a job?” Yuuji questions, head tilted.

“Yeah, eventually, but I didn’t know I would, and it was either take that chance, or be forced to go back home, and my time was running out,” you reveal, twiddling your thumbs together, “Look, I would have said something at the time, but everyone had their own shit to deal with after graduation. I would have asked any one of you to marry me, but I knew Yuuta was the only one with a reason to say yes.”

The kitchen falls quiet as the news sits with your friends. Nobara and Maki’s stern disbelief slowly morphs into empathy, and Yuuji’s bright eyes grow steely with concentration as he pieces your story together.

Then he springs up, “Wait, I totally would have married you, senpai!”

You laugh, a lightness easing its way back into the room. “Thanks, Yuuji,” you lean to give him a kiss on the cheek, but you’re met with Nobara’s outstretched palm instead.

“Nuh-uh. Just because I think this marriage is insane doesn’t mean that I condone adultery.”

“It’s not adultery. I told you, Yuuta and I are married on paper only—he’s free to date and kiss whomever he pleases, and so am I,” You roll your eyes, pushing her hand away and giving Yuuji a kiss anyway, which he happily accepts, sticking his tongue out in mockery at Nobara.

Maki scoffs, “Are we sure that Yuuta knows that?”

“Of course he knows that.”

“So then why hasn’t he dated anyone?” Maki presses, eyes lowering into a teasing glare.

“I don’t know,” you shrug, “Who Yuuta does or doesn’t date isn’t really my business.”

Nobara pulls at her hair, “Yes it is. You’re his wife.”

“His contractual wife,” you correct.

“Contractual?”

“Wait—have Yuuta and Toge not totally kissed on several drunk, or am I the only one who saw that?” Yuuji interjects.

“No, that was you and Fushiguro,” Nobara says, “And nobody cares about you two right now.”

You put a hand on Yuuji’s shoulder, “I care about you, Yuuji. Please, tell us about your drunk escapades with our dear Megumi.”

“Save it, Itadori,” Maki cuts in, crushing Yuuji’s bright demeanor, “You and Yuuta are way more pathetic. Keep talking.”

“Since when do you even like to gossip?”

“Since she met me,” Nobara gleams, proudly, “Now, keep going.”

You give Yuuji an apologetic glance before continuing, “I just mean that by the end of this year, Yuuta and I can get amicably divorced without raising any suspicion. Our marriage can’t be contested as a sham, I’ll be eligible for citizenship and housing on my own, and all will be well.”

It’s quiet again, for a moment. You bite your lip in anticipation. Ultimately, you knew that none of your friends would judge you and Yuuta for what you did, but it wasn’t exactly normal to marry your friends for legal benefits, and then hide your marital status from almost everyone you knew. Still, this conversation was going about as well as it could, until Maki starts laughing.

Her laughter starts off quiet, then grows gradually, until it becomes concerning. You don’t think you’ve ever seen Maki actually laugh before—a few amused grunts, and occasional drunk giggles, yes, but full-on, blown laughter is a first. It’s scary, and as you glance at Nobara and Yuuji, you’re clearly not the only one worried.

“You actually believe that he doesn’t feel anything for you—that’s rich,” she says through laughter, clutching her stomach, “God help you if you think you can just divorce him. You two are so fucked, you deserve each other.”

“Wait, speaking of rich, did you sign a prenup? Isn’t Yuuta totally loaded now that he’s a nurse and related to Gojo—I also don’t think that you’ll be able to divorce him that easily, but if you kill him, you could be an instant millionaire,” Nobara reasons.

“That’s so shallow!” Yuuji exclaims, “Also, I’m a nurse, and I wouldn’t say I’m loaded.”

“That’s because you’re not cute like Yuuta,” Nobara mocks, “If you were, then you’d make the big bucks.”

“I’m cute!” Yuuji cries, turning to you, “I’m cute, right?”

You reach to pat his head, “Yes, Yuuji, you’re very cute. And perfectly well off enough. Yuuta works inhumane hours for his money, don’t be like him.”

“Itadori, you make, like, quadruple what the average person makes,” Maki reminds him, “You just spend it all just as quickly.”

Nobara scoffs, “Which he can afford to do because he’s a nepotism baby.”

“You just said I was poor and ugly, and now I’m a nepotism baby? Pick a story, Kugisaki!”

“I don’t have to pick shit. Nanami-san sponsors your entire life, and enables your bad spending habits,” she huffs, “Yuuta’s a nepotism nurse, too. In fact, you both make me sick.”

“Okay, then by that logic Fushiguro is also a nepotism baby!”

“Well, duh. He’s, like, the poster child for nepotism babies all around the world.”

You drown out Nobara and Yuuji’s argument, mulling over Maki’s words instead. Did she mean to imply that Yuuta would make your divorce difficult on purpose?—you don’t see why; Yuuta doesn’t have a malicious bone in his body, and it wouldn’t serve him any purpose. You didn’t sign a prenup, but you would never argue ownership over any of his assets, and you know that Yuuta knows that; he’d already given you so much, you would never try to take anything from him.

In fact, getting divorced would only open more doors for him. You don’t know if Yuuta hasn’t dated in the past four years out of some lingering loyalty to your marriage, but if that was the case, then you don’t want to stand in his way for any longer than necessary, and you especially don’t want him to grow to resent you for it. He would no longer be unnecessarily bound to you; he’d be free, legally, to carry on with his life—you would be the only one indebted to him for his boundless kindness.

Truthfully, you hadn’t thought much of your divorce throughout your marriage. You knew that after five years, you could get divorced without consequence, but you hadn’t pictured how that would go. The thought of it somehow messing with your relationship to Yuuta, and your mutual friendships makes your head hurt. Maybe you should have married Yuuji instead.

“Are you kidding, Yuuta would have mauled him,” Nobara chuckles, “Plus he would have lost his childhood home.” You blink. Guess you said that last part out loud.

Her words spark more bickering between her and Itadori, and this time you turn to Maki. It was evident that she was just as much in the dark as anybody else about your secret marriage, but, still, it seemed like she knew something that you didn’t.

“Maki, does... you said I think that Yuuta doesn’t feel anything—then what does he feel?”

Maki blinks, then shakes her head, “You clearly don’t know who you married. That’s for you and your husband to work out.” She continues, this time that same wicked laughter is back, “Just know that whatever your plan for divorce was, it’s not going to be that easy. Yuuta is stupid, clearly, but he’s not that dumb. At least, I hope not.”

You pout, shoulders slumping. That was about the most cryptic and least comforting response a person could give, but you shouldn’t have expected more from Maki. Luckily, Yuuji moves to give your shoulders a comforting rub, forgoing Nobara’s exclamations of him being a homewrecking harlot.

At this point, you can’t tell if their arguing or your overthinking is causing your headache. Maybe you should cancel this group dinner all together; there’s no way you and Yuuta won’t be the topic of conversation all night, and you’re not exactly looking forward to pairing Maki’s mystic messages with Toge’s public humiliation, unless you start consuming liquor now.

Deciding that’s the best plan of action, you turn to your cupboards to reach for a bottle of wine, pawning off popping the cork to Maki when your phone buzzes, catching your attention.

It’s a text from Yuuta, similar to one you’ve received on this day every day, for the past four years, with something a little extra tacked on this year.

from: yuuta 🌟 — happy anniversary (and i’m not just saying that because the feds are watching) (＾∇＾) — cheers to us, and many more! 🖤

#tldr; this is all toge's fault lmfaoooooo #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #yuuta x reader #yuta x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta smut #yuuta fluff #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines #jjk smau #jjk fanfic #gojo x reader #gojo smut

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