#Satoru hcs

[nanamisbitch]

The door swings open, and there he is, his steps unsteady, his eyes glazed but unmistakably locked on you the moment he notices your presence. His lips tug into a crooked, boyish grin as he stumbles toward you, his voice slurring with affection.“You’re here… my everything,” he murmurs, his arms immediately reaching for you, pulling you close in an almost desperate embrace. His scent is heavy with alcohol, but there’s something tender in the way he holds you, clinging as though letting go isn’t an option.You guide him to sit on the edge of the bed, and he obeys like a lovesick puppy, still gripping your wrist as if afraid you’ll leave.

His gaze follows your every movement while you grab a damp cloth, his eyes brimming with adoration despite his drunken state.“You’re too good to me, you know that? What did I… do to deserve you?” His voice cracks slightly, his head leaning against your shoulder when you kneel in front of him to clean his face. His warmth seeps through your clothes as he nuzzles into you, his lips brushing against the crook of your neck in an unsteady kiss.“Stay close. Please… don’t let go,” he whispers, his words slurred but filled with raw emotion. His hand moves to your waist, holding you like you’re the only thing keeping him grounded in the spinning world.You manage to clean him up, his skin flushed from the alcohol, his eyes heavy-lidded but still burning with possessive intensity.

You try to pull back to grab a fresh shirt for him, but he tightens his grip, pulling you into his lap, his lips brushing against your temple.“Don’t leave me tonight. Just… stay.” His plea is soft but commanding, his arms wrapping around you fully, locking you in place against his chest. His scent might be strong, but his presence is overwhelming in the best way, his drunken vulnerability exposing just how much he craves you.

You sigh, a mixture of affection and exasperation filling your chest as you brush his hair out of his face. His head tilts slightly into your touch, and his eyes flutter closed for a moment, like he’s savoring the simple act.“You really overdid it this time,” you murmur softly, your tone gentle but firm. His eyes crack open to meet yours, slightly hazy but still focused on you.“I’m fine,” he slurs, though the slight wobble in his voice betrays his words. He tries to sit up straighter, but his grip on you only tightens, as if terrified you’ll pull away.“No, you’re not fine,” you counter, your hands cupping his face to make him look at you. His cheeks are warm beneath your touch, and his lips part slightly as if to protest, but you cut him off.

“You drank too much. Again. You can’t keep doing this.”His expression shifts, guilt flickering across his features, but it’s quickly replaced by something far more vulnerable.“I just… I missed you,” he admits, his voice cracking slightly. His hands grip your waist, grounding himself in your presence. “It’s too quiet when you’re not around. I hate it. I hate when you’re far.”The words catch you off guard, his usually composed demeanor crumbling under the weight of the alcohol and his emotions. You soften slightly, though your resolve remains firm.“That’s no excuse,” you reply, brushing your thumb across his cheek.

“I’m here now, but you can’t keep putting yourself through this.”He lets out a heavy sigh, his forehead dropping to your shoulder as his arms wrap fully around your waist.“I know… I know,” he murmurs, his voice muffled against your skin. “I’ll stop. I promise. Just… don’t be mad at me, okay?”His vulnerability tugs at your heart, and though you want to stay firm, you can’t help but lean into him, your arms wrapping around his broad shoulders.“I’m not mad. I just… worry about you,” you admit, your voice softening as you hold him close. He clings to you like a lifeline, his body relaxing slightly at your words.You feel him press a lingering kiss to your shoulder, his lips warm against your skin as he whispers, “I’ll do better. For you. I swear.”

You let out a soft sigh, your resolve to stay stern melting as you look at him. His eyes are heavy-lidded and glassy, but they’re full of something raw—love, guilt, and desperation all swirling together. His vulnerability is laid bare, and in this moment, all you can feel is the overwhelming need to reassure him.

Without a word, you lean in, pressing your lips to his. The kiss is soft, lingering, and full of quiet promises. He responds immediately, his grip on your waist tightening as if he’s terrified you’ll pull away too soon.His lips are warm, tasting faintly of alcohol, but the way he kisses you is desperate, like he’s trying to pour every ounce of his love and remorse into the connection. When you finally pull back, his eyes remain closed for a moment, his forehead resting against yours.“I love you,” he breathes, his voice low and shaky. His words carry a weight that feels heavier in his drunken state, as though he’s afraid you don’t realize how much you mean to him.You cup his face gently, running your thumb across his cheek as you look into his eyes. His gaze is intense, despite the haze of alcohol, as though he’s memorizing every detail of you.

“I know,” you whisper, your voice soft but firm. “And I love you too. But you have to take care of yourself, for me, okay?”He nods quickly, his lips brushing against yours again in a fleeting kiss, like he can’t help himself. “I will. I promise.”You let him hold you for a moment longer, his arms wrapped tightly around you as though letting go isn’t an option. The world feels quiet, his steady breaths mingling with yours as the weight of the moment settles between you.

You pull back slightly, your hands still resting on his face as his arms remain locked around your waist. His lips press into a small pout, clearly unhappy with the sudden space between you.“Come on,” you murmur gently, brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead. “You need to drink some water before you pass out.”He groans softly, shaking his head like a stubborn child, his arms tightening around you.“No… just wanna stay like this,” he mumbles, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. His lips press a warm, lazy kiss against your skin, his affection unrestrained in his drunken state.“You’ll feel awful in the morning if you don’t,” you counter, your voice firm but patient. You gently untangle yourself from his hold, and though he protests with a small whine, he reluctantly lets you go, his hand still reaching out to grasp yours.You grab a glass of water and return to him, his eyes never leaving you for a second. He’s still sitting on the edge of the bed, his head slightly drooped but his gaze locked on you like you’re the only thing keeping him tethered.

“Here,” you say, holding the glass out to him.He stares at it for a moment, then at you, before taking it with a dramatic sigh. He drinks slowly, his eyes flicking back up to yours between sips, like he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he looks away for too long.“Happy now?” he mutters after finishing, his tone playful but soft. He sets the glass on the nightstand before pulling you back to him, his arms sliding around your waist again.“Yes, actually,” you reply with a small smile, letting him hold you as he rests his head against your stomach. His hands rub gentle circles on your sides, his touch warm and reassuring even in his drunken haze.You comb your fingers through his hair, feeling his body relax further with each pass of your hand. His breathing starts to slow, his grip loosening just slightly as sleep begins to creep in.

“Don’t leave, okay?” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.“I’m not going anywhere,” you promise, your voice soothing as you continue stroking his hair.

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TYSM FOR THE LOVE THOOO I WILL BE WORKING ON THE REQS SOON TYY

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[who-can-touch-my-boob]

My fingers are itching to make more Gojo Satoru headcanons, but i’m starting to lose some imagination.

And most of my hcs are either self insert(literally he’s me and i’m him, must be my Gemini to his Sagittarius) of something that’s happened to people I know

If people have good ideas that then feel free to send them in my inbox! Unsure of what the theme is for the hcs? Just check them out here:

✨My Gojo Satoru headcanons

[mrs-hatake]

gojo, 6, 16

6. Their vices (physical or emotional)?

gojo is the type to be obsessive and possessive with the person he loves. he will isolate you from the rest of the world if it means you’ll have eyes on him only.

16. Dark secrets/’skeletons in the closet’?

i think gojo is a pretty shallow person. if you don’t meet his physical standards, he’ll either change you or reject you.

[chiyoso]

also gojo: sends drunk voice messages of him sobbing and telling us he misses us so much

if you don't reply to gojo's texts for a while (15 minutes) he definitely starts messaging you like you're his dead wife and he's writing you letters to keep your memory alive as he copes with his grief

[arminsumi]

Bff!Satoru, who immediately tells every guy that asks about you "Nah, she's out of your league... but not mine."

Bff!Satoru, who denies having hidden feelings for you, ignoring the panging in his chest, "I was just joking."

Bff!Satoru, who claims to be joking around but also hotly presses his lips against your face and finds his way to your lips when he's high on the night air... but then promptly plays it off the next day.

Bff!Satoru who is the first to comment on your posts, especially on photos of you and him — and he stares smittenly into the pixels. Maybe sometimes kisses his screen, right over your lips.

Bff!Satoru who stands tall, 6'3, at your side, so close that people just assume he's your boyfriend.

[blubbduckies]

TiredHusabnd!Gojo x housewife!reader?

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TiredHusband!Gojo who comes home after many consecutive missions, heavy bags underneath his eyes.

TiredHusband!Gojo who slumps down on the couch, too tired to move yet waves you over to him, pulling you onto his lap and burying his face into the crook of your neck.

TiredHusband!Gojo who seems to recharge just by breathing you in, heart speeding up at how you run your fingers through his soft hair.

TiredHusband!Gojo who snakes his arms around your waist, effectively locking you in place for hours.

TiredHusband!Gojo who somehow falls asleep in that awkward position, yet looks like he’s having the best sleep of his life.

TiredHusband!Gojo who wakes up to you making him a hearty congee for breakfast. One bite and he’s decided one thing for sure: he was NOT going on another mission for a long long time. The high ups could screw themselves.

TiredHusband!Gojo who spends all his time off helping his sweet wife around the house. For the “strongest” he seemed to be lacking at doing housework. Most of the time he’s just slacking off and staring lovingly at you or breaking plates.

[to00fu]

sukugo doodles

[bluebeesknees]

❤️‍🩹

[gojoshooter]

HER HO!NY HUSBAND : GOJO SATORU

tw. suggestive, gojo flashes his goodies

Husband!Gojo coming out of the shower with a wet muscular body and a piece of towel hanging along his waist—only to see his wife laying on the bed right in front of him.

Pregnant Wife!Yn who had been insecure of her growing belly and weight since a couple months due to her pregnancy, watches Gojo check her from head to toe, an unexplainable look on his handsome pale face.

Sitting upright, she fixes her loose garments. Maybe he’s finally come to the realisation of not being such a big fan of my mom body.

Husband!Gojo sensing her dejected mood, snaps out of his internal thoughts as he decides to reach out and sit next to her instead.

“Baby? Something’s bothering?” he asks softly, tucking a long strand of hair behind her ear.

Pregnant Wife!Yn ever a self-conscious overthinker, mumbles while looking up at her husband, “I saw you gazing at me few a many times now...” she fixes her garment again, in embarrassment “like... weirdly. You start looking stiff all of a sudden, as if you want to confess something. About my bad shape maybe.”

At her confession, Satoru pauses, lips parted open slightly and not sure which part to explain first. He brings a wet but comforting hand on her swollen belly.

“Silly girl. Are you worrying about your plump little adorable tummy again? I told you I like it.”

Pregnant Wife!Yn frowns, not really sure of his words. “Really? Then how would you explain everytime you stopped to stare at me? Your face doesn't seem as if you love it—or even like it, Toru.”

Husband!Gojo who shakes his head, body turning more towards her distressed wife. “I don't like it? I love you and every part of you babe, you know me.”

Yn sighs softly, looking down with an upset face. “I do... but maybe i shouldn't have asked for a baby. I just... I feel like you'd have appreciated my old body more, Toru.”

Satoru snaps his head towards her, eyebrows raised in disbelief. This was his last straw. She has to know what his pregnant, innocent wife does to him.

As he stands up slowly from the edge of the bed, he makes sure she's all eyes and ears. “Oh really now. Then I must give you a real reason to never regret your baby with me...”

Undoing the towel hooked on his dripping wet waist, the white haired man reveals his lower half of the riches. As her eyes set down, there comes in view an almost fully hard wet length of Gojo Satoru.

Pregnant Wife!Yn being taken aback, is unable to react for a good few first seconds, mouth agape. Light hue of red crawls up the neck to settle on her cheeks, when her husband hums in question.

“Mm? You see this? This is what you do to me, silly girl.”

Everything seemed suddenly more reasonable—Gojo stealing those frequent long gazes, his odd body language while he checks his pregnant wife out. Gojo gets aroused.

Pregnant Wife!Yn tears her gaze away from his manhood, cold sweat making her feel more or less like her currently out of shower dripping wet husband. Oh the thoughts that might be running in his perverted brain, all the ways he could take you in and you wouldn't be moving away with all the weight you bear of his baby, but comply, and relish, and whine.

“Oh-oh...” she mumbles shyly, the revelation lessening her insecurity effectively more than all sweet words combined could have ever had.

an. husband gojo >>> also this is my 1k readers special! ty for giving my writings your time, love y'all. likes & rbs are appreciated <33

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[cuntphoric]

sitting on gojo's lap, making out with him while his hands are fondling your tits, his heavy breathing filling the air because he can't get enough of you. send tweet

[bloodyblackack]

Him gripping your hips so tight that it leaves bruises just to get you to stop grinding down on his throbbing dick. He could feel the overstimulation getting more and more prominent as a milky ring formed at the base of his twitching cock but you just couldn’t stop moving so desperately with your face buried into his neck, letting out little whimper after whimper. He’d use his strength to hold you down onto him, burying himself deep into your clenching pussy as your hips rolled at the feeling of being completely full of his glazed shaft. You could feel his thick tip rub your insides with each twitch together with his deep breaths brushing against your burning skin as you placed kiss after wet kiss all along his neck and jaw, his hands still firmly holding you in place.

Toji (overstimulated Toji does things to me😩), Geto, Gojo, Eren, Jean, uzui, Sanemi

[bluukive]

Positions

coɴтεɴт - MDNI, ŝexual content, JJK men x reader, what positions do they like, hc, little bit of dom reader in sugurus (if you squint)

cнαrαcтεrѕ - Sukuna, Nanami, Gojo, Geto, Toji

nŝfw smaus are so fun to make as an ace with 0 experience

[kodamaghost00]

Okay hear me out… jjk men holding you?

[euno11a]

College!Gojo who got his first ever girlfriend so late because he never had the time for one in high school

College!Gojo who fell so hard and so fast for you - making notes for himself about everything you like, dislike, food you love, shows you love to talk about, book you wanna read, etc.

College!Gojo who had heart eyes the first time you gave him a small kiss on the cheek, going back to his dorm and absolutely fawning to Geto about how soft your lips were and how pretty you looked and-

College!Gojo who made sure to bring you over on a day where Geto wasn’t able to bug you guys so you could hang out and make out cuddle

College!Gojo who got a little too excited when you started making out, picking you up bridal style and teleporting to his room…only to have not teleported you with him…and make a loud thump as you landed on the hard floor.

College!Gojo who was so embarrassed after, hiding his red face into his pillows as you laughed it off and told him it was fine

College!Gojo who pouted for hours since your heated moment got cut off, deciding to settle for cuddles instead

You who decided to surprise him later with a hot make out session after the nap you took together

[gojoux]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐘 “𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓” 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌

Gojo. Geto. Sukuna. Nanami. Choso. Toji. Megumi. Itadori. Yuta.

◈ — 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

“Say no more.” He'd grab your face in an instant and press his lips against yours. He would immediately get touchy all over your body, and for not even a few seconds, he's already slipping his tongue in, savoring your taste with hunger. He'd pull away for a moment before devouring your lips with his own, your mouth would be invaded by his tongue once more before pressing you against the nearby wall.

◈ — 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

“You want to make out? Alright, love. Let's go somewhere private, we can make out there as much as you want.” He'd place his hands on your wrist and lead you toward the bedroom. His lips would immediately find yours, soft but deep kisses at first before it gets heated. He doesn't mind if you want to be on the top or him on the top. Rest assured, he's not giving your lips a break either way. “Now I know what you need to do to convince me.”

◈ — 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

His body would shiver with excitement as he looks down at you with a hungry look. “Come here,” he reaches for you and grabs your body, “You want to make out, do you now? My, my, are you in the mood for me.” He tilts your head with his finger and starts trailing kisses on your neck, nibbling your skin with his teeth, licking and sucking, and doing whatever he wants until he makes sure it leaves a lot of his marks. His mind is filled with dirty thoughts, “I hope you know what you're getting yourself into.”

◈ — 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

“Right here? Right now?” Nanami's eyebrows would elevate at this request. “I should have expected it from you.” He sighs and loosens his tie before leaning back on his chair saying, “I can spare some time for you, love,” as he pats his lap, gesturing you to sit with him. “Let's make it a good one.” He'll place a hand on your cheek and the other on your waist as he kisses you slowly, with no rush, he likes to take his time savoring your lips.

◈ — 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎

He would look at you confused, “What's that?” He had no clue what making out is and he's not familiar with the term. Once you explain it to him, he'll nod and hold your waist, initiating the kiss first. “Like this?” He'll kiss you more. “I think I can get used to this.” His kisses slowly become deeper, letting out a few hums of satisfaction here and then. His touches would become bolder as well once you give him the cue. He's never done something like this but he seems to enjoy it with you.

◈ — 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈

He'd raise a brow after hearing your request out of nowhere. “So you want to make out, huh? Are you feeling needy?” He'll tease you for it. “Now come here, I'll show you just how good I can be with my lips," he'd speak to you in a seductive tone while looking at you with a sly smile on his face. He'll kiss you all over your face until it's damp from both of your wet lips after the kiss while his hands eagerly caressing and groping your body. He won't stop even until you're breathless.

◈ — 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈

He'd turn a bit red at your sudden question. He is a little surprised with your forwardness but he's not against it. “What did you say? Do you want to make out with me?” He doesn't mind if you kiss him. In fact, he'd like it if you did because he's been wanting to do that with you for some time already. Megumi starts off shy with a few pecks, focusing on your lips and what gesture you like. It's surprisingly hard for him to stop kissing you once he's warmed up.

◈ — 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈

“Eh? With me?” He points at himself. You'd smack his arm which makes him let out a short playful laugh, “Okay, okay, let's do it.” He'd kiss you eagerly, he really wanted to experience kissing someone ever since he was single, and now that got the chance to make out with you is more than a dream come true. He'll circle an arm over your shoulder and the other around your waist, pressing your body closer to him as he focuses on kissing you.

◈ — 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀

His face would turn red and his cheeks would be flushed. He'd look at you with surprised eyes and then he'd nod slowly. “O-of course, let's make out.” He'd say your name in such a soft way, the most romantic tone he's ever spoken to you with. After a few seconds of looking deeply into your eyes, he would lean closer and test the water with a few soft pecks before the kiss got deeper. He doesn't really know where to place his hand so he just holds your waist as he pulls you closer.

[ackermans-angel]

What movies and tv shows do you think satoru would be obsessed with?