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Gojo Satoru has naturally wavy / curly hair and I can't be convinced otherwise

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HI, HI KASH. I LOVED the Mamaguro and Papaji fic. What about Papaji playfully tackling Mamaguro and little Gumi saving the day?

one thing is to never mess with an assassin.

second thing, never mess with an ex-assassin.

third, never mess with an ex-assassin who is now a mother, with all her momma senses fine-tuned to detect threats, messes, and suspiciously quiet toddlers from miles away.

so when toji, in all his infinite wisdom, decided it would be fun to sneak up on you while you were peacefully watering the plants in your garden like the productive, motherly resource of the house that you were, he really should’ve known better. because the second you sensed movement behind you—before your brain even processed who it was—you reacted.

with terrifying force.

toji didn’t even get the chance to breathe before he was flipped midair, slammed flat on his back with a THUD so loud it made the hydrangeas tremble. just as his soul was leaving his body, megumi came skidding into the backyard, socks half-off, eyes wide with pure horror. “i’ll protect you, mama!!” he screeched.

but then he saw who was actually on the ground. “papa?” megumi blinked. 

then he shrieked. “papa’s DEAD—”

“he’s not dead,” you sighed, stepping over toji’s unconscious form to pat megumi’s head. megumi clutched onto your leg dramatically, still not looking at his father. “oh my god, mama, are you okay? did he try to hurt you?”

toji, still sprawled out on the ground, twitched. “i—”

megumi screamed.

but then he saw your completely calm face and gasped. “oh! you’re okay?” you smiled. “i’m okay.”

megumi immediately beamed, completely forgetting about his father’s suffering. “okay!” he chirped and then ran back inside like nothing happened. toji groaned from the ground. “traitor.”

you leaned down, patting his cheek. “maybe next time, don’t sneak up on me.”

toji exhaled through his nose, looking up at you with a lazy grin. “yeah, but this is why i fell for you, y’know.”

you rolled your eyes, stepping over him to go back to your plants. toji just lay there for a minute, still grinning like a fool. totally worth it.

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Lady in waiting!Utahime and royalty!reader heavy on the mind!!!!

The soft, soft hands she takes such great care of, just for you. While bathing you, She massages your leg softly, careful to treat your skin with the utmost tenderness, eyes narrow and zeroed in on your body, a crease between her eyebrows in concentration.

You think she’s too uptight, she thinks she doesn’t do enough.

The soft silky nightgown hugs your figure just right, her hands do all the work necessary —As per usual— they move up and down your torso to smooth the fabric down, carefully chasing away any wrinkles —as if you’re heading anywhere but to bed– once her inspection is over, she rises to her feet, a satisfied smile illuminating her face. And god does she look stunning, the beautiful proud grin reserved for only you, when you complement the tea she made you; or when you visibly relax when her hands travel between the strings if her harp or the piano keys to serenade only you, just for your ears, your oh so tired ears after hours of sitting through meetings, old advisers taking and taking and talking-

Utahime has no idea how you manage to just sit there for hours and take it, an angel like you, if she had it her way your days would be spent relaxing with her in the garden, your head on her lap while her skilled hands move the plant stems around, creating a flower crown just for you, to finally nestle on top of your head, and watch you beam, rivaling the sun in her eyes; or if that’s too much to ask, she wishes your little wine evenings would last a little longer, you always let loose when you’re around her, but when alcohol joins the mix, you’re no different than an open book, wide open just for her, you laugh louder; you’re reactions are more lively; and you abandon every notion of personal space, that is her favorite perk, your delicate index finger underneath her chin, slowly travels towards her jugular vein, to settle on her collar bone and trace it gently, She lives for times like these, where she gets to dream that the strict social barriers that separate you aren’t there; where she doesn’t have to sweep her obvious displays of romantic affection for you under the rug of ‘her assigned duties’ ; where she doesn’t have to worry about the way that one knight looks at you, of the way the head maid’s hands visibly tremble when coming to close proximity with you, or the way the guards follow your graceful silhouette through the grand palace halls, it’s times like these where she doesn’t have to worry about the possibility of you reciprocating their pathetic silly little feelings, your lady in waiting knows for a fact that none of them can love you the way you need , the way you deserve, it’s times like these where she gets to lose herself in your adoring eyes and let the world go mute in the background.

Utahime yearns for this to be the norm. For every day to be stress free for you, and for you to hold her hand, proud and unashamed, but she understands that it isn’t possible, she doesn’t blame you for it either. But she still holds on to hope.

For now she will continue to make your tea; play music for you; bath you; get you read for and out of bed; and bask in the little touches you offer her every now and then.

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Thinking about the loml again 😪

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puppies!!!

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you let out a soft whimper of pain as toji collapses into the bed beside you. he freezes and gives you a confused look.

“ya alright, angel?”

the movement of the bed had jolted you in just the wrong way and now you were back to square one… in pain.

“yeah,” you sigh, moving yourself gently so as to not disturb your back anymore, “just startled me a little that’s all.”

he shakes his head.

“cut the bullshit, what’s wrong?”

you hesitate for a moment, not wanting to be perceived as weak or a burden. the pain in your lower back was intense though.

“just another flare up… it’s okay though. it’s not that bad.”

you were lying straight through your teeth and he could tell. he moves softly so that he doesn’t move you to much and runs his hand under your shirt, barely touching your skin.

“right here?”

you nod and wince as he puts the slightest pressure on it.

“sorry,” he mumbles as he continues to rub your back softly, “this helpin’, at all?”

you nod, the warmth of his big hand and gentle touches soothing the ache in your joints. toji places a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“i’m gonna go warm up a heating pad and get you some medicine, okay doll?”

you nod again, relaxing fully into the covers.

“… sorry.”

your voice is muffled by the pillow you’d burrowed your face into.

“for what? don’t be sorry, ya can’t control it,” he scolds. you pout at the loss of his warmth as he slowly gets up to go get some things for you.

“i’ll be right back… and don’t even think for a second in that pretty little head that you’re a bother, ya understand?”

you huff out a laugh.

“yeah.. I understand.”

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cowgirl utahime ☆

ac: qeanoya

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Spectacular, gimme 14 of em' right now lol

Could I be tagged in the next part 🫣

Gojo Satoru x Reader

Summary : The time of an old pact, promising your hand to the heir of the Gojo clan, has come. It is now your wedding, how will the two of you continue from here?

Wordcount : 1k

Warnings : Arranged marriage, mention of Naoya ( yes, he is a warning ) english is not my first language, feel free to correct me if you see any mistakes but please be respectful about it. ( I will cry otherwise )

A/N : To be honest, I write the reader with myself in mind. I have not mentioned hair color, eye color or body shape but a lot of personality traits, like being shy and awkward, were from me :) I might make this a short series with parts of their lives, feel free to leave suggestions!

There was this ringing in your ear. It was the only thing you could hear—not the only sound. No, there were many sounds—all so muffled—there was so much happening all around you. Too many things were happening, and you just could not keep up with any of them. You felt so detached from everything happening around you; nothing felt real; you did not feel real.

You were numb, not yourself.

The only thing you could focus on was the ringing in your ear.

Until that one voice cut right through it.

"You could at least smile, you know?"

And suddenly all the water in your ears that was muffling the world around you rushed right out of your ears, and you could hear everything.

Music, laughter, singing, aunties gossiping.

You blinked once, then once again, and one last time before you lifted your head to gaze over the sea of guests through your veil.

And you were back to reality again. You were back to being the new bride—the new lady of the Gojo clan.

"The situation may not be ideal, even I can admit that, but I am not the worst person you could have been paired with." Your husband sounded amused, "Like Zen'in, for example. Can you imagine being even just acquaintances with Naoya? Blegh," he stuck his tongue out.

Your husband.

Gojo Satoru—the strongest—was your husband.

You were from an ancient clan, not as big or flashy as the elite clans of the jujutsu world. They were not even sorcerers.

However, your family had a unique trait. They were not sorcerers, but through dreams and visions, your family had the ability to predict the future. Just like your husband, your power lay in your eyes. They could not only see curses but they could also see through the veil, to the other side.

Unfortunately, the unique ability had been appearing less and less throughout the centuries and, just like your husband, you were the first in so many years to be born with the ability.

A seer.

The family heads of the elite clans are greedy; they all want to be better, stronger than the other. What better way to be a step ahead of your enemy than by knowing what will happen in the future and owning the eyes that could potentially be even stronger than those of the Gojo brat?

They all came knocking on the doors of your estate as soon as the word went out that the first seer in so long had been born. Well, you were already a few years old at the time, but only when you were a bit older could you communicate what you were seeing with your family.

Smaller clans, clans that had weakened and faded into the background, came knocking in hopes of rising to the top again.

The Kamo clan, willing to set aside their values of keeping the bloodline pure, came knocking.

The Zen'in clan—your grandfather, the current head of your clan, had immediately shot their offer down. The hand of his precious granddaughter for their heir? No way.

Only one of the big three had not come knocking, and it was only a mere two weeks ago that you found out why.

Knowing that both the abilities of the Gojo clan and L/N clan had been appearing less frequently, your grandfathers, being close friends, had made a pact. The hand of the next woman born with the L/N clan's abilities would be given to the heir of the Gojo clan if he had inherited the Six Eyes.

You had been promised to them before you were even born.

Of course, you only found out on a random Saturday night as you were getting ready to retire for the day. You were in such shock, you could not even resist—not that you wanted to. You had always known there was a big chance of being in an arranged marriage, and actually, you had been happy with it. Being the socially awkward, shy girl had always made it hard to make friends, let alone have a romantic relationship.

You had such a big heart full of love to give, but there was no one willing to receive it. You wanted someone, just for you, so badly, but there was no way you could do it on your own.

So now you were here, sitting next to your husband, at your wedding.

Happy, but in shock at how fast things went and having absolutely no idea how to act.

"-esides, look at how handsome I am~"

You averted your gaze to him. For the first time that night, you really took your time to just take him in.

Indeed, the rumors of his good looks proved to be true—much to your delight. His hair, as white as snow, looked so soft you were tempted to just reach a hand out to caress it. His bright blue eyes—a shade you had never seen, they are so pretty.

His eyebrows shot up, a certain twinkle appearing in his eyes. "I am glad you think so, wife."

"Huh?" You responded, dumbfounded. "Did I...?"

"Say it out loud?" Satoru finished your question. "Yes, you did."

Your cheeks felt like they were on fire at this point. You went from being too shy to talk to men to getting married and embarrassing yourself, all in one night.

"I..uhm..sorry," you managed to squeak out. He was just so handsome, face and body. You could see his muscles through his clothes; he was so big and, of course, older.

He suddenly leaned in, his nose just centimeters from yours, "For what?" He tilted his head to the side, eyes glancing at your lips.

You opened your mouth, but no answer came out. You tilted your chin downwards a bit, shyly looking at him through your long lashes, looking so adorable to him....

You decided to just answer with a shrug.

His lips curled up in a sly smirk, "A wife is supposed to find her husband attractive, isn't she?"

You could hardly think; he was so close.

"I must say," he hummed, leaning even closer, his lips right by your ear. His hot breath ghosting over your skin, "I am certainly not disappointed."

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Time for bed, ya'll. Goodnight

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YUTAAAAAAAAA 😓

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GEGE confirming that SatoSugu would meet in secret after Geto left was not on my 2024 bucket list...

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HQ collab Sanrio: Kita x Cinnamaroll 🤍💙✨

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Boyfriend!Gojo Satoru X Gender Neutral!Reader Fluff!

A post without smut?? What parallel universe have i entered…

Any way … this is self indulgent.. and very short

You’re in autopilot as you do your night routine. It isn’t until you reach your bedroom that you remembered your boyfriend was staying over your place for the first time. You crawl into bed and lay next to him.

It felt awkward sharing your small bed when you usually shared his California-king. But he had begged to stay over your place claiming it was “more cozy” than his estate. You initially shot down the idea because it didn’t make sense to share the cramped space. However, the combination of his pouting and puppy eyes eventually made you cave in.

As if were possible to get any closer Satoru inches toward you. You silently laugh, watching him close the tiny gap in between you. Tilting his head down he presses his lips to yours, “Good night,” he mumbles against your lips.

“Night Toru,” you lisp back. Satoru laughs at your unfamiliar speech. You run your tongue across your top row of teeth and it clicks that you had put your night guard in.

Typically you left it at home when going to his place because it would have to come out…

Satoru’s laugher briefly stops. “Th’orry what ‘twas that?” he mocks back, uncontrollably laughing at this point. You cheeks heat up in embarrassment. You grab one of your extra pillows and hit him over the head with it. “Satoru shut up,” you lisp as continuing that beat him with the pillow.

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“i write for jjk….”

“and write smuts for all the men…” (assuming its excluding the minors)

“including the minors…“ (yuuji, megumi, toge, nobara, maki, etc)

“but its okay!! i aged them up!!!”

“and im an adult…”

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BTW THIS APPLIES FOR EVERY ANIME SHOW TYAT HAS MINORS

idc that im “clogging up” the tags btw its one post bro why r u crying BOO HOOOO if u dont wanna see it SCROLLLLL get over it hes not going nowhere just scroll

rlly cant last a sec without seeing ur husbando gojos ff’s💀💀

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call a police!! someone stole cult leader and father of two daughters!!!!

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