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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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Okay I have too many WIPs (again) Def going to finish all of them but -

Also let me know if you'd want to be tagged when I release them

Edit : damn auto correct.. it should say SMUT

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cowgirl utahime ☆

ac: qeanoya

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My son is back but at what cost

I miss my man 🩵🤍

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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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He also wants to work out 🥺

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Behind Closed Doors

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Pairing: Gojo Satoru x GN reader

Author’s Note: I’m tired but refuse to go to bed early on a Saturday night (plus I have Gojo / Toji brain rot )

This idea was originally for Toji (lmk if I should write one for him too)

ps: this barely a complete thought lol

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From birth Gojo had to be strong. There weren’t many moments in his life where he was able to let his guard down. In addition to the pressure that Jujutsu society had placed on him, he put even more on himself. Beyond his confident and playful facade he had insecurities. These doubts could never be expressed to any other sorcerers. How could the strongest be insecure?

All of his insecurities and doubts were only shared with you. Late at night, in the comfort of your shared bedroom. Only behind closed doors, in the safety of your arms could Satoru express his worries. He didn’t expect you to understand everything but he found comfort in laying his head on your chest as you played in his pale hair while he ranted about things he couldn’t dare say to anyone else. Often he found himself falling asleep during these sessions, feeling safe in your presence.

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Yall be like JJK MEN

and then will include minors 😵‍💫

make it make sense (quickly)