#dilf gojo

[yemmuis]

why are we not headcanoning dilf gojo. i want gojo with big hairy arms and rough fingers and a little bit of tummy after he retires from being a full-time sorcerer. i want gojo with two days worth of stubble and tired eyes because of all the children running circles around him. gojo who is TIRED of stuffing you full of his babies, and definitely doesn’t want any more, but still asks you if you want another for fun every time you have sex. dilf gojo, who raises an eyebrow and complains when he over hears your eldest daughters friend call him a dilf. it definitely boosts his ego, though. he’s still got it, even when he’s fourty five, of course. dilf gojo who has a hairy chest and wears aviator sunglasses. dilf gojo who pays for a whole hotel room for the night just so you don’t wake your kids up when he makes you moan

no thoughts, just dilf gojo. fifty year old gojo. gojo with a dad stanley whos still muscular but more like a big teddy bear. gojo who lets his children take .5s of him and thinks theyre hilarious. gojo who decides maybe, even though hes done fighting curses, hes pretty damn happy with his wife and his kids and his hawaiian shirts.

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Houseguests

Part 3 of my ongoing fic The Marriage 

(Warning: nonconsensual touching, nightmares, minors dni)

Part 1 Part 2

(Gojo x Reader)

Houseguests

The scent of freshly made waffles filled your apartment. Sunday mornings had become a bit of an event. Satoru would bring the Fushiguro siblings over and the four of you would have breakfast together. Sometimes you’d cook, other times Satoru would try to cook. The latter would result in you getting donuts from the bakery down the street. Once the waffles had been cooked you all gathered around the table to partake in your bountiful feast.

“Thank you (Name),” Tsumiki chimed.

“Thank you,” her brother mumbled.

“You’re very welcome.”

“And thank you to Papa Gojo for helping,” Satoru added.

He was met with radio silence.

You chuckled as you trailed your thumb down his cheek.

“Thank you for pouring the orange juice Satoru.”

He smirked and pecked your cheek.

“Ewww,” Tsumiki giggled.

“Ewww,” Satoru mimicked.

Megumi slipped some bacon under the table for his demon dogs to nibble on.

It was a picturesque morning.

Until it wasn’t.

Satoru placed his hands on your shoulders and slowly moved them up to situate his fingers around your neck.

“This is making me sick,” he groaned. “Wake the hell up.”

His grip tightened harder and harder until you couldn't see.

“Satoru,” you choked as you struggled against him.

“I thought we went over this already,” a changing voice nagged.

“I’m not Satoru.”

~

When you came to you found yourself in a small bedroom with no windows. The furniture was practical and no decor aided in dressing anything up.

The dull thud of footsteps approached you.

You slowly sat up on the twin sized bed you had been placed on.

The door opened to reveal Uraume with an unreadable expression on their face. You clenched your jaw, fully aware of how easily you could be killed here.

“The head of the house would like to see you,” they informed you.

~

It was almost laughable how immature this Kenjaku character was. When Uraume brought you to the clan leader’s quarters, the puppetmaster had been lounging on a couch in a carefully constructed pose. He held the demeanor of an actor, practically seeping in a self congratulatory air at his performance.

“Hello again (Name). Did you have a nice sleep?”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Not particularly. But you’d know all about my sleeping patterns wouldn’t you?”

He chuckled. “Such a feisty little thing. I can see why the Gojo heir picked you.”

Kenjaku looked over to Uraume who stood quietly behind you.

“Why don’t you bring in our other guest?”

The monk nodded and saw themself out.

Kenjaku redirected his attention back to you.

“We’ve been very busy today. What with throwing out the old appliances and reacquainting oneself with old memories.”

“This is the Kamo Estate,” you murmured.

“Very observant.”

“What have you done with the clan leader?”

Was that his plan? To systematically target the three major clans from the top up?

“Did you seal Lord Noritoshi away in the same contraption as my husband?”

He scoffed at that suggestion. “That doormat? No. He’s long dead.”

Your heart skipped a beat.

“Trust me (Name). Your precious Satoru Gojo is very much alive.”

There was a knock on the door.

“Come in,” Kenjaku practically sang.

You turned to find the last person you were expecting to see that night.

“Principal Gakuganji?”

The old man looked over to pseudo Geto.

“Is it done?” the old man gruffly asked.

“Yes. And we certainly appreciate your business.”

You took a step towards the Kyoto principal.

“What the hell is going on here old man?” you hissed.

He just scoffed at you. “You and Satoru were always so disrespectful.”

Kenjaku stood up from the couch and approached the two of you.

“Didn’t you hear (Name)? You’ve been exiled,” he cheerily informed you.

You turned to the principal in disbelief. “On what grounds?”

“Tonight's incident in Shibuya led to catastrophic fatalities, countless civilians slaughtered at the hands of curses, but even more slaughtered by none other than Sukuna’s vessel.

Your breath hitched.

“What?” you uttered.

Kenjaku let out a hefty laugh.

“Oh you don’t even know the half of it. The child left a sea of carnage in his path. ”

You shook your head trying to make sense of the situation. You had to talk to Gakuganji, that’s what you did in your professional life. Helped your fellow sorcerers see reason and offered solutions.

“Principal,” you started. “Any loss of life is unfortunate, but you know as well as I do Sukuna is responsible for any harm done. Yuji is just that, a vessel, nothing more. If we kill him now our chances of finding the remaining fingers will become even slimmer. And why seal Satoru? You know as well as I do that if anyone can take down Sukuna it’s him.”

He sighed. “Satoru Gojo’s arrogance is what has led us here. The higher ups have voted on his exile. What state he’s in is of no importance anymore. They’ve also decided to relieve Yaga of his position and execute him for aiding your husband. By default you are relieved as well.”

“Execution?” you spat. “That’s insane! You need us now more than ever. Please Gakuganji. I’m insisting you see reason. What about Sukuna?”

“Yuji Itadori’s execution has been lifted. Sukuna is no longer a concern.”

You guffawed.

“So that’s why you're doing this. With Satoru and the rest of us out of the way you finally get what you want. Wake up you bastard. Are you really so shortsighted?”

Kenjaku smirked and called for Uraume who reappeared at the door.

“Please see Principal Gakuganji out.”

Before he could turn to leave you shot your arm out and wrapped a hand around the old man’s neck. He stumbled and his cane went crashing against the floor.

“Mrs. Gojo. This is what’s best for everyone,” he choked.

You just leaned forward, fighting off every morsel of your being from killing the piece of shit where he stood.

“Am I supposed to be surprised by your betrayal? Just remember this. Satoru will be free eventually. And when he finds out you bartered away the lives of his wife and child. You’ll be begging for death.”

~

Later that evening Kenjaku invited you to have dinner with him. You begrudgingly sat across from him at the dining table.

“Where are the Kamo clan members?” you asked. “Did you kill them out as well?”

“I’ve sent them to the Gojo estate for the time being. I could hardly have them in my way. By the way (Name), I’d be offended if I were you. They didn’t put up much of a fight when we left with you.”

You said nothing. You knew better than to assume any of the Gojos would stick their necks out on your accord. Since day one, your time as (Name) Gojo had been filled with nothing but dirty looks and snide comments. With you out of the picture they could maintain their pristine reputation. Another leader would take the place of your husband. You didn’t care what they thought of you. But to turn their back on their own flesh and blood?

Satoru and his child.

Uraume walked in with a tray of food and began to place different dishes in front of you.

Everything appeared to be normal, to an unknowing individual it might even look good, but you remained dubious.

“No need to stand on ceremony (Name). Dig in,” Kenjaku encouraged. “You need to remain healthy for the baby’s sake.

You paused a moment before relenting and sampling the fish. When you determined nothing tasted unusual, you continued.

“Uraume is a seasoned chef, feel free to utilize their services whenever you want.

The cook narrowed their eyes on him.

“Kenjaku,” they warned. “This woman is merely a means to an end. Don’t offer up my skills so freely. You know who I truly serve.”

Kenjaku just waved off their frustrations. “You’re no fun.”

They rolled their eyes and retreated into the kitchen.

You put down your utensils and faced your host.

“I have questions for you and you implied you’d be open to answering them.”

Kenjaku crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair.

“You’re either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. You’re supposed to be on your knees begging me to spare you or at the very least your child.”

“You told me my child was your main interest. I’m still pregnant. So my child's well being depends on my wellbeing.”

“Yes,” he drew out.

“And if you wanted me dead you would have killed me instead of taking me hostage. Which is why I know this food isn’t poisoned.

Kenjaku just grinned. You definitely weren’t stupid.

“(Name). I’m an open book. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”

~

And so he told you. He told you about his goals with Sukuna’s vessel, and how he experimented on multiple victims throughout time to find a vessel suitable for housing a curse. His children, all but one, a complete failure. Once the vessel was secure he planted the seeds of a master plan. Mapping out the chessboard with the essential pieces to ensure a winning strategy.

“So Suguru is merely a vessel in the way Yuji is,” you muttered.

It was all so much to process in real time.

“So your previous vessel was Yuji’s mother.”

“And it wasn’t long after his birth that I switched to Suguru Geto’s body.”

You recoiled in disgust. “So you disrespect the dead by using their corpses to commit your crimes. Not that I’m surprised.”

“Aren’t you going to ask why I chose this body?” he prodded.

“Isn’t it obvious? A special grades technique like Suguru’s would be useful in commanding a coalition of curses. It also gives curse users an incentive to help.”

He chuckled. “I like you. It’s rare that I get to talk to such smart people.”

You didn’t even bother entertaining his fake sincerity.

“If you really wanted to ensure you’d win. Why not take Satoru’s body? Was it because you knew you couldn’t beat him?”

Kenjaku tilted his head. Only the sharpest set of eyes could catch the briefest clenching of his jaw.

“You are a masterful tactician,” you admitted. “But incredibly cowardly.”

Without warning he appeared next to you and before you could react he positioned himself behind you, resting his hands on your shoulders. You didn’t dare move as you felt his fingers brush against your collar bone.  

“(Name),” he sighed. “Don’t make me take back what I said about you being smart.”

You couldn’t breathe. This vulnerability brought you back to when you stood before him in your first dream. Your thin cotton nightgown left you practically exposed to him.

“I need your husband for the same reason I need your child. They are valuable currency.”

“Currency for who?” you dared to whisper.

His hands began to trail down over your bare arms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their path.

“Do you know how much powerful people are willing to pay for the pure power of the six eyes? Something to light their homes and fuel their war machines.”

“Utilizing cursed energy,” you whispered.

He hummed. “Precisely. In simple terms, think of Satoru as an incredibly valuable AA battery.”

Your heart nearly burst out of your chest when he rested his hands on your swollen womb.

“And you always need a spare.”

“You don’t even know if my child has the six eyes,” you anxiously retorted.

“No but it’s worth waiting to see before I hand you over to Sukuna.”

He leaned down and pressed his lips against your ear. “I’m sure a pretty little creature like you tastes positively divin-“

Kenjaku abruptly stood up and slammed himself against the wall. You quickly shot up from your chair and took refuge in the other corner of the room, cradling your stomach from his erratic thrusting.

He abruptly stopped and burst out into bellowing laughs.

Uraume quickly came rushing back in.

“What is it?”

Kenjaku cleared his throat. “He’s fighting again.”

His cold eyes gleamed sadistically as he approached you. “Your old classmate has quite strong memories.”

He loomed over you menacingly.

“Now, why don’t I fill you in on the details of the Culling Game?”

~

The End.

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[dilfkentolover]

he’s to pure 🥹

Since your requests are open I'll help myself 😋 Gojo's wife starts to have morning sicknesses, so she suspects that she's pregnant. She takes a test and finds out that she actually is pregnant. Would u please write gojo's reaction when his wife tells his that he's gonna be a daddy? 🥺💕 thanks you, please feed us with your delicious writing!!!

Also if you're not feeling well then please ignore this. Take care! Mwah^•^♡

weight — gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: I hope you like this, luv 🥺💕 thank you so much for your kind words and take care of yourself as well! many kisses and hugs 🫶

“shoko, I need a place to hide!” you say, bursting into the infirmary. you take the small moment of shock that shoko is in to take a much needed breath.

“what did you do this time?”

you wordlessly raise the pregnancy test with slightly shaky hands and upon seeing it, shoko drops the poor sandwich she was eating. you close the door behind you before sitting down next her.

she smiles, “nice, I am going to be an aunt,” then she looks at you confused, “why are you hiding though?”

“I need time to figure out how I will tell him or more like—“ you look at the ceiling, “face him. he will probably figure everything out with his six eyes, but I don’t know he will react,” you wrap your arms around yourself and shoko sighs.

“you guys didn’t talk about it yet?” she stands up and goes to get you a warm drink.

you gently rock yourself, “satoru already…has so much on his shoulders,” you bury your face in your arms, “I don’t want to add to that.”

she places the mug in front of you, “you do know that he got into this relationship willingly, right? you didn’t hold him at gunpoint or anything…or did you?”

you lightly punch her shoulders, but you take the mug, muttering a small thanks, “if anyone was held at gunpoint then it would be me.”

shoko chuckles and pats your head, “you need to be able to face him, y/n. he will find out anyway, and personally, I think you should have faith in his reaction more than that,” you lock eyes, “you know him more than anyone else, after all.”

your gaze falls to your drink. its surface is so still until you softly blow and it ripples, calm the chaos.

what if you don’t know satoru as much as you thought? what if having a kid will scare him away?  as the strongest, your husband has so much on his mind 24/7. will he be able to handle a baby as well?

while a part of you tells you that your husband is no coward nor is he so fragile, the other can’t help but think that perhaps this love story of 12 years will each its end, a very tragic end even.

with the creation of a new life, ends a lifetime of feelings and events.

you snap out of your thoughts when you notice shoko shooing you into the closet room.

you hear the door open and you have a guess who it is. he makes himself known anyway, “shoko,  have you seen y/n?”

shoko quirks an eyebrow and gojo huffs, “okay, fine, I know she is here, but is she mad at me? did I do something?”

you have a feeling that he is looking directly at your eyes even through the closet’s door as he speaks, “y/n, I will take you out anywhere. I don’t know what I did, but let me make it up to you. I hate when you’re upset with me, sweets.”

he is frowning lightly as he stares at the closet with hope. shoko sighs before walking out of the room, but not without patting his shoulder.

the door closes and satoru speaks up again, “can you please come out so we can at least talk about it?”

he hears your sigh and beams when you finally get out of the room, “there is my pretty girl.”

he has a flower bouquet in hand and he is looking at you so intently, but you don’t think he noticed the life growing inside of you now. he is far too focused on making you forgive him for whatever he did. you take a deep breath and look him in the eyes.

your hand moves and finally rests on your stomach.

his brows furrow lightly before his eyes widen. satoru’s breath hitches just like it did during your wedding. he places the bouquet aside before looking quickly between your eyes and stomach, “you are…”

you grip your own hands, nodding. tears start forming in your eyes till they finally fall and cries are what he sees now. your knees give out on you and you fall to the ground, now sobbing.

you are looking at the ground as you cry as hug yourself tighter, bracing yourself for whatever is coming.

satoru, almost instantly, finds himself on his knees in front of you.

his arms, like it’s second nature, pull you close into a warm and secure hug, “hey, hey,” he pats your back, a little clumsily, “if you don’t want it then it’s fine. you know I care about you the most,” his voice shakes a bit, “don’t cry please, you’re breaking my heart—“

“I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry,” you repeat a mantra of the same phrase as you pull him even closer. satoru cups your face and the moment you’re met with the pair of blue eyes you love so much, you break down more, “I know you—probably don’t want it but—“

he tilts his head, utterly confused and maybe even offended, “what are you talking about? of course, I want it!”

the room is silent for a moment as you process what he says. it’s like a massive weight has been lifted off your shoulders. you let out a shaky breath as you look down at your hands.

satoru rests his forehead on your own. his voice is soft and barely above a whisper as he speaks, “it’s our baby.”

the content smile on his face is almost unreal, “why in the world would you think that I wouldn’t want it anyway?” and somehow the pout on his face assures you even more.

your arms wrap themselves around his torso and you rest your head on his shoulder, “it’s just—I thought it would be burdening you with yet another responsibility. you have the world on top of your shoulders. how am I better than anyone if I weigh down even if it’s a different type of weight.”

“is it a weight for you?” he asks, voice hushed.

“of course not! I want—“ you answer immediately.

“there is your answer,” he chuckles and you look at his face once again.

you notice that he is tearing up. your satoru is tearing up, and the blindfold isn’t there to hide it nor are the glasses.

his eyes never leave yours as he says, with no waver on his voice, “I would pick you over everything else, every single time and in every single universe, silly girl.”

“you should know that already,” he flicks your forehead but the smile never leaves his face.

a soft laugh tumbles out of his lips as he pulls you in for a big bear hug, his form completely engulfing your own.

he fills tears stain his shirt, but he can only focus on your smile he feels on his skin and the fact that he voice out loud, “I will be a dad,” he sighs with contentment.

“and it’s all because of you,” he raises your face and nuzzles your noses together making you giggle, “we're going to be parents, you sweet pretty thing.”

satoru’s lips find themselves on your own in one very sweet and loving kiss. it’s soft, light, and gentle. yet it conveys all the words that he can’t get out at the moment.

when you pull away slightly, he quickly pulls you back for another, “I love you so much.”

he places a hand on your stomach, “and you too.”

“but don’t think I will share mama with you,” he sticks his tongue out at it, “she is mine!”

the baby is not even out of the womb, and yet he is already bickering with it.

you laugh and your chest feel so light. you kiss his cheek and his pout turns into a grin almost immediately. you hum, “infinity and beyond?”

his hand holds your own and he caresses your ring, “infinity and beyond.”

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★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ⎯ After the kids leave to a friend’s, it’s just you and your husband. You and a 6 foot 2 s⍣x addict who’s not afraid of f⍣cking another child into you.

★ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ⎯ toji x fem!reader, smut (mdni), breeding k⍣nk, stomach bulge, unprotected, implied breeding k⍣nk, implied size difference, bigd⍣ck!toji, established relationship, reader referred to as (baby, princess.)

“Toji—“

“C’mon, baby. Know you want it too.”

“I do but—“

“You do. So open your legs ‘n let me have my way with you.”

All you could do was nod and watch as the bigger, built man on top of you smirked—and, fuck you could just die right then and there from the way his eyes hungrily surveyed your body, practically undressing you of the skimpy set of pajamas you had on.

Toji licked his lips, tongue sliding over his scar as his large hands made way to your core. “Promise I’ll take good care of this pussy.”

A blink and he already had your bottoms off, whistling to himself as he instantly found a wet spot on your panties. You looked away and he chuckled, his thick fingers already moving the material aside and swiping up your folds.

“Dirty girl.”

You whimpered from the contact and instinctively tried to close your legs around his arm—to no avail, of course. To think Toji would let you deprive him of even a second of seeing the succulent sight of your cunt is laughable.

Watching as he frees himself from his sweats, your mouth waters. You’re proud to say your husband is well over average, and feeling it inside you is a whole other level

. Feeling Toji Fushiguro inside you is as if taking two average cocks at the same time. You throb at the thought, eyes already rolling back from the stimulation his fingers provided.

“Eyes up here,” your body obeys quicker than your brain, and you’re giving him those ‘innocent’, succubus eyes that you know he can’t resist. The same look that got you here in the first place.

“Hurry, want it so bad,” you whined, pulling him down to your lips with your arms around his neck, grinding against the tip pathetically. “Please.”

And who was Toji to resist such temptation?—he could never say no to such a needy wife such as you.

So, with one swift snap of his hips, he was fully immersed in your wet heat, sucking his teeth as he felt your walls clamp down on him so tightly. Toji’s hands gripped on your hips harshly, steadying both you and him for the onslaught of thrusts to come.

You looked up to his eyes, tears already falling from yours, strings of moans pouring from your open lips. Toji has never loved a sight—a sound so much.

Your moans spurred him on more than anything, causing that rapid smack! of skin to skin contact he loves oh, so much. So much it has his head spinning and his body trembling in euphoria.

He looked down, sweat dripping from his forehead and a thin sheen on his body, groaning as he saw himself moving inside of you. “Look at that,” he hummed, approval and pride laced within his voice, pressing a hand to your lower stomach where the bulge formed. “Feel that, princess? That’s me.”

From that point on, Toji was set on making you feel every part of him. His pace quickened and his words were dirtier, his touches lit fires of temptation on your skin in their wake, and his overwhelming presence alone had you ready to cum at any moment.

“Y’know, I been thinking..” his voice was deep, intriguing. “It’s about time I put a baby in ya.”

[gojoforever69]

I often forget I’m supposed to dislike this man 🧍‍♀️

[yemmuis]

your dilf gojo headcanon changed my life

AGHHH thank u sm!! im glad u liked it hehe i looove dilf gojo

i might write more drabbles and hc for dilf gojo in the future, especially the other jjk boys. im currently in a phase of obsessing over any manly man (ovulation COUGH) so hopefully more to come !!! thank u soo muchh <33

[gojosprettyprincess]

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(Toji, Gojo, Choso, Nanami)

Toji Fushiguro Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

How he eats your cunt

Making out with him in the elevator

Something he’d do

Pounding you in public

How he fingers you

Fucking you dumb

Satoru Gojo Part 2 Part 3

Morning sex

Him stuffing his finger in your ass

Him pounding you rough

You two fucking in a plane and getting caught

Grinding on him while he's tired

Fucking your tight little asshole

Playing with you on his thigh

Choso kamo Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Rubbing his cock on your cunt

Fucking you like this

Eating your ass while rubbing your cunt

Fingering you

Creaming on his cock

Fucking your boobs

Nanami Kento Part 2 Part 3

Bouncing on Mr Nanami’s cock in his car

Fucking you dumb

How he’d punish you

The sizeee difference 

Bouncing you on his cock

Rough sex with him

Pounding into you while your on top

How he wakes you up in the morning

Fingering your cunt

[ayyy-pee]

icymi 💖

I love your literary work ❤️😍

one day you could write about Geto, Choso and Gojo finding out that they are going to be parents or their reaction when their baby is born🥹🥹❤️

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I love your job💕💕

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JJK Dad Drabble

Suguru, We Need to Talk

You’re acting weird and it’s putting Suguru on edge. The last few days have been…difficult to say the least. He’s been tiptoeing around you because these days it feels like anything he says or does makes you blow up. If Suguru is being honest, he’s worried, panicking even. 

You’d stayed home from work today and it was only five minutes ago that you texted Suguru that you needed to talk when he got home. He stares at his computer monitor in his office, racking his brain for what he possibly could’ve done in the last week to finally push you over the edge. Because that’s what this conversation was going to be wasn’t it? You were tired of him, ready to pull the plug on your relationship. He wasn’t ready. He didn’t want this. He didn’t want to lose you.

He runs his fingers through his hair, ignoring the way his hands tremble. The words on the screen begin to blur and Suguru hates that it’s because of the tears beginning to form in the corners of his eyes thinking about losing you.

Fuck it. 

Suguru smashes the power button on his screen, probably too hard but whatever. He can’t wait until 5pm to rush home to you. If you’re going to leave him, he’d rather you get it out of the way because the pain of waiting on the impending end is excruciating.

When Suguru unlocks the door to his apartment, the dread sets in tenfold. He scans his surroundings, not finding you curled up under a blanket on the couch where he left you this morning. The apartment is eerily quiet and Suguru fears it’s because you’ve already left.

Suguru hurries to the bedroom where he still sees no sign of you. The bathroom door is closed, but that’s not out of the ordinary. He makes his way across the room and knocks gently on the door, calling your name. It takes a few seconds, but the door unlocks and he sees you. The split second of relief that washes over him quickly dissipates when he sees your face – eyes red rimmed and puffy, cheeks flushed. You’d clearly been crying. The dread sets back in for him.

“Suguru…” you murmur and Suguru can feel his hands begin to tremble again. He balls them into fists at his side, steeling himself for what’s next. He wonders if you’ll keep the apartment in the breakup. Or if you’ll be open to working this out with him. If you’re willing to work it out, he is too. He doesn’t want to lose you.

You turn around quickly, reaching for something on the bathroom counter before holding it up to show Suguru.

He glances at your hand, brows knitting together before he looks back at you.

“What’s that?” He asks, eyes darting back to the stick and then to you.

You sniffle, your bottom lip quivering as you wipe your eyes. “I haven’t been feeling well, but I’m not sick with a cold. I can’t keep anything down and…and I took a test…and it came back positive and…I’m so sorry, Suguru,” you’re rambling and trying to choke back the sobs threatening to escape and Suguru is still staring at the test in your hand.

Then it clicks.

“Y-you’re pregnant?” He finally asks, eyes wide as he looks you over.

“Yes,” you confirm quietly, setting the test back down on the counter. “I know this isn’t what we had planned and I’m so sor–”

You yelp as Suguru pulls you into him, folding you in his arms tightly. It takes you a moment to realize he’s not angry with you. He’s not upset in the slightest. So you wrap your arms around him, burying your face against his chest.

He can’t contain his relief, his joy. The anxiety of the day washes away and all Suguru cares about is you. You and the tiny bean now growing inside of you – the creation you’d both made together.

“I’m gonna be a dad,” he breathes happily as he buries his nose into your hair. “We’re gonna have a baby.”

“We’re gonna have a baby,” you repeat to him.

You both stand in the bathroom holding each other as you let the news settle in. Suguru’s mind races thinking about the ways your lives are about to change, but he can’t wait. He loves you and there’s no one on this earth he’d rather go on this journey with.

You're Late, Satoru

The doors to the women’s center burst open as Satoru flies through the halls. 

“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” he exclaims, rounding the corner and almost taking out a nurse. He didn’t plan on being sent out so far on assignment today and he definitely hadn’t meant to take so long to exorcize the damn curse. It was his fault. It’s what he got for playing with his prey. He never could help himself. It was just a little too enjoyable for him to watch these stupid curses squirm before Satoru blew their heads off.

........

Satoru had just sat down in the car when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket with the eighth text from Nobara.

She sends a text with your name in capital letters followed by many more.

Nobara: Sensei your wife took us out for the day so we won’t be at the school until later just fyi

Nobara: Also she’s WAY cooler than you and super beautiful wtf

Nobara: DON’T PANIC BUT HER WATER BROKE WHILE WE WERE ALL AT LUNCH AND SHE COULDN’T REACH YOU SO I’M TELLING YOU NOW

Nobara: GOJO SENSEI!!!

Nobara: WE’RE TAKING HER TO THE HOSPITAL

Nobara: LIKE LITERALLY YUUJI PICKED HER UP IN HIS ARMS AND RAN TO THE HOSPITAL

There’s a text from Megumi as well.

Megumi: Are you an idiot? Your wife is having your baby right now and you’re nowhere to be seen. I know it doesn’t take that long for the “strongest sorcerer alive” to exorcize a curse…

Nobara: HURRY AND GET HERE SENSEI I CAN SEE THE HEAD ITS SO GROSS

In his panic, Satoru put the car in gear, flying down the highway to get back to you as soon as he could. Only in the middle of driving did he realize could have just warped there. But it was too late by then.

........

“Can I help you, sir?” She’s looking at him as though he’s grown an extra head and it takes Satoru a moment to realize it’s because he’s still got his blindfold on. He rips it off his face, tucking it into his pocket and ignoring the quiet gasp that escapes the nurse when she sees his eyes.

“Yes, um, I’m looking for my wife,” he says quickly.

The nurse signals for him to follow her as she hurriedly makes her way over to the nurses station. “Last name?”

“Gojo.”

She sits down, typing your last name into the system. The sound of the keyboard feels way too loud to Satoru as he tries to calm his pounding heart wondering if you were okay, if the baby was okay. Time felt so slow in this moment, his eyes watching the nurse's finger rolling the center of the mouse as she scrolled.

“Ah, found her. Gojo is in room 6, just down the hall.”

Satoru wastes no time, dashing around the nurse’s station to your room. He sees Yuuji and Megumi leaning against the wall by your room as he gets closer. Yuuji beams when he sees Satoru approach, Megumi scowls but that’s not an unusual reaction to seeing Satoru for him.

“Yuuji, Megumi…thank you,” he says seriously.

Yuuji opens his mouth to speak but a piercing wail on the other side of the door makes all three of them nearly jump out of their skin.

Satoru rushes in, taking in the scene in front of him, beeping machines, a team of nurses rushing around the room and the doctor standing at the foot of the bed. Nobara stands on one side of the hospital bed, holding your hand as the doctor swipes away the mess on the tiny screaming human in their arms.

And Satoru promises he’ll get to that later, but he wants to see you first. His long legs carry him to your side just in time for the doctor to lay the little thing in your arms.

“Congratulations,” they tell you both cheerily. “It’s a girl.”

“A girl,” you whisper, staring down at the bundle swaddled in your arms. You finally look up at Satoru, eyes welling up with tears. “Satoru, we have a daughter.”

He leans forward, kissing your head sweetly. “We do. I’m so sorry I missed it. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here with you– here with you both.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Satoru sees Nobara quietly sneak out of the room. Once he hears the door shut, he places a finger under your chin, tilting your head up. He takes the time to look at you, truly look at you in all of your glowing, newly maternal glory. And you’re so beautiful. You’ve never been more beautiful than you are in this moment. He’s never loved you more than he has in this moment. You’ve given him something he never dreamed he could have and he will never be able to repay you.

He places a soft kiss to your lips, leaning back and wiping the tears now freely falling from your cheeks.

“You want to hold her?” You ask and Satoru does. He wants to hold her really bad.

You lift the baby up and Satoru slides his hands under her, bringing her up to cradle in his arms.

“Watch her head,” you tell him, already a protective mama bear.

Satoru smiles down at his new love and he takes his time looking her over, his Six Eyes scanning her tiny form. She’s beyond perfect. His eyes drinking in the sight of the white tuft of hair sitting atop her head, the little wrinkles of her arms and her tiny lips.

Then he gasps when she opens her eyes and he sees them – the same brilliant blue eyes he possesses staring right back at him. He’s in love.

“Hi baby,” he coos softly, kissing his baby girl sweetly on her head. “I’m your dad.”

His daughter opens her mouth widely, pulling in a huge breath and yawning. And Satoru is in awe. He’s never known love like this before. 

Satoru grins at you before bringing his gaze back to his daughter. His heart swells to the point it feels it may burst. He feels his eyes sting, the tears falling before he can stop them and Satoru knows that he would do anything for you, for your daughter, for your family.

They Will Be Loved

Choso sits on the couch, hands folded in front of him as he stares at the positive pregnancy test sitting on the coffee table in front of him. You’re beside him, quiet and observant. You haven’t said much since you showed him the test, but neither has he. 

This is good news, happy news. It should be happy news. You’d been trying for a while to get pregnant with no luck and now here you were. You were pregnant with his child. Finally, he could say his wife would be bringing a life into this world.

And yet, he couldn’t help this overwhelming sadness that was eating away at him.

He feels your hand touch his shoulder gently, breaking him out of his thoughts. He peers over at you, frowning at the sadness he now sees in your eyes. Choso knows it’s because of him. It wasn’t his intention to put his sour mood on you but he did and now he feels awful. It’s not fair to you to have this moment taken away.

“Baby…are you okay?” You ask him quietly. “I know this is big news, but I thought you’d be happier.”

Choso wraps his arm around you, pulling you into him. “I am happy, love. I’m really happy. I promise.”

He kisses you tenderly and you melt into his touch.

Pulling back, you gaze into his eyes. You can’t ignore how somber Choso looks despite receiving the news you’d both been wishing for for so long.

“What’s wrong?”

Choso shakes his head. He’s already brought the mood down enough. He doesn’t want to do anything more to ruin the moment. He doesn’t want to add any stress to you, especially given your current condition.

“Choso, talk to me,” you plead. And Choso knows he can’t refuse you. You’ll only keep asking and you deserve to know the truth so you can both move forward to enjoy this pregnancy journey together.

He inhales deeply, closing his eyes as he gathers his thoughts.

“It’s just…I knew this day would come. I was excited for this – I am excited for this.” He rubs his tired eyes, sighing. “But, I wish my brothers were also here to enjoy this.”

You quickly wrap your arms around Choso, rubbing circles on his back to soothe him. You knew this conversation would be happening when the time came. Choso was very big on family and the loss of his brothers, Eso and Kechizu, heavily weighed on his mind daily. You don’t think he’ll ever recover from their absence, but you do what you can to help Choso cope with the missing pieces of himself.

“I know, babe. They would have loved to spoil their new niece or nephew,” you squeeze Choso a little harder when you hear him inhale sharply, likely trying to hold back his tears. “But you still have Yuuji here to do that. And we can make sure they know all about their uncles and how much you loved them. I promise.”

You kiss Choso’s cheek softly, your hand still drawing circles on his back as he nods. He turns his head, kissing your neck before he buries his face there. He always found refuge in his particular spot. It’s been that way since the loss of his brothers. In the late hours of the night when the nightmares woke Choso, he’d scoot across the bed and tuck his face between your neck and shoulder before falling back to sleep almost immediately.

“I just miss them so much,” he murmurs into the crook of your neck. “But you’re right. I still have Yuuji. I know he’ll love them as much as Eso and Kechizu would have.”

You hum, squeezing your husband tight. “Yes, he will, babe.”

You’re not sure how much time passes before Choso pulls back, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips.

“I’m so in love with you,” he says, bringing his palm up to rest on your belly. He runs his thumbs along your stomach, smiling genuinely for the first time since receiving the news. “And this baby…whoever they may be.”

TAGS: @Sacvh @suguju @pink4lili @watyousayin

[kurooandkenmasslut]

jjk dilfs x pregnant!reader

(reader is far into the pregnancy, much to jjk mens excitement yet worry.)

no minors! (I didn't feel like aging up yuuji and megumi and so on..) && no sukunaaa sorryyy

tojis is super short, I apologise!! if this gets enough attention I might make it longer but i wanted this out asap lmfao

⭒​SATORU GOJO↫​

when dream becomes reality

“But!-”

“no buts, sweets. just rest your cute lil buttocks on the couch.” gojo fought back. everytime you'd protest to do something, he'd always be there to retort. Especially since your due date was nearing.

you bit your lip, staring up at him. You felt kind of bad. He does everything for you, cleaning, shopping for you everyday, even learning a new skill which was cooking, just for you.

lying on his chest as you both watch your favourite tv show, his large hand caressing your belly bump.

“what do you think the baby'll be?” you ask, staring up at his face. Gojo stared at your face for a moment, not thinking, just admiring his wife.

“a boy.” he says, no hesitation.

“ehhh? why do you think that? I think it's a girl.”

“my dreams, sweets.” he smiles and you chuckle. At the near the start of your relationship, satoru had a dream of where you are now. Him being the strongest sorcerer, you his wife, with a baby boy. He had his absolutely gorgeous eyes and long lashes and most of his features, the cute baby taking your haircolor and your pretty smile. Oh if only younger gojo saw him now, he would of cried in happiness.

with a flushed face, he admitted it, completely out of his mind. drunk gojo smirked as he told described how beautiful it was, not knowing how embarrassed he was, but he didn't mind the part where his dream came true.

as embarrassing as it is for gojo to recall the memory, he still laughs with you, because if you find it funny, then he's content. maybe revealing another embarrassing secret, just to make you laugh, isn't that bad.

⭒​CHOSO KAMO↫​

First time daddy!

as soon as choso found out you were pregnant, he typed up on google what pregnant means, he was happy for the most part but.. worry and nervousment still lingered. He was actually surprised he could reproduce since he was a half curse. Negative thoughts was set on his mind. He felt as if his child would be scared of him. And if they were, which in his mind, they were likely to, he would curl up and bawl on the floor.

You gave told choso over and over again everyday, saying there's nothing to be worried about and that he'll be an amazing father, but he still felt like it, no matter the words you repeated. Not to mention, the people outside your relationship gossiped, especially about choso. On how he is a 'monster', a curse, not fit to parent with a human, that you deserve better. He would hear them on the streets, anywhere and everywhere. He did try not letting them get to him, but hearing it constantly everytime he went in public was very exhausting.

any time you tripped, or just an honest accident, choso felt like he was responsible for not taking care of you properly. Even though, it wasn't his fault.

So when that baby pushed through, God, he wanted to cry. Although the nurses rushed to clean him, he clenched your sweaty palm. Wiping away the stray hairs that stuck onto your sweaty forehead. You panted, leaning into his touch.

the nurses carried your baby gently and carefully, placing him into your arms. The nurses cooed before leaving you with choso.

Choso wasn't an emotional person, but big fat tears swam down his pale face, his hands covering his face. You lightly chuckled.

“do you want to hold him?” funny how that small, little sentence almost made him faint.

“b-but.. what if I drop him?” choso muttered, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead. Nervous was an understatement. “nonsense! we practiced for this, remember? Here, my arms are tired, cho.” you say, yawning. Gently pushing the newborn into his hands, choso cradled his head in his hand, while his arm held his body.

You didn't get time to oogle, as your bufy shut down like a light.

The baby opened his eyes, big doe circles looking back at him. They both held eye contact before the baby started laughing, having his small little hand on chosos pale face. Choso was shocked to say the least. He didn't think his baby would giggle when he saw him, but he certainly isn't mad.

Waking up a while later, you rubbed your eyes with a yawn. That was a good sleep. Turning your head over to see where choso went, you stared at the cute sight.

Choso, in the seat next to your bed, was sitting there, sleeping. The baby was cradled in his arms with a strong grip, but not a uncomfortable grip. They both snored away, making you giggle a bit, reaching out to hold chosos hand and whispering,

“I love you two boys.”

⭒​SHIU KONG↫​

personal taxi..

Staring at the cars passing out the window, looking bored. You then started having a competition between two raindrops on the window.

Seeing that the specific raindrop that you were rooting for to win had lost, already soured your mood.

“im hungry, shiu. Can we go to the bakery? Pretty pleasee? I really, really want to get that new donut flavor they released!” you begged. Shiu, your very lovely husband who may or may not drive to the shop, sighed.

“babe, you just ate. We literally had a mcdonalds 10 minutes ago.”

“okay, but im carrying your baby. You do realise that there's another mouth to feed, and that im going to tear my body trying to give birth to your baby right?” you whined, batting your pretty lashes at him. No matter what, he always gives in. I mean, who could argue with that? That's the truth.

Smiling cheekily at him, you began to slightly kick your feet, excited he's complying. Works everytime.

looking at all the buildings that passes the vehicle, you can tell your almost near your destination.

feeling the baby kick, you accidentally let out a grunt. “that damn baby..” you mutter through furrowed brows. Shiu laughs, “no way you're already cursing out our baby.. not even out yet, doll. Im sure theyre just excited as you are going to this damn bakery.” you roll your eyes, not wanting to retort back to his remark. I mean, you don't blame your baby for being excited, because you love it too. as soon as they were born, you can bet that your taking them here every time possible.

seeing the building you were dying to see, a smile formed on your face. Hunger took over your body, jumping out of the car as soon as shiu parked and turned it off.

“aye, woman! Would you wait on me, jeez.. impatient women these days..” shiu called out, muttering the last part so you wouldn't hear. He knows he would get a red ear if you did. hurrying out as he also knows that you would huff if he dared to take 5 seconds longer and would've went without him. Not only that, but he didn't want you to trip over anything to hurt yourself.

shiu put his hands around your waist as you two walked. A cute little detail you adored.

The bell rang when you opened the door, the waitress greeting you when she walked passed. The aroma was hints of warm coffee and cinnamon. It felt really comforting, whixh is why your a usual customer.

Thankfully, there wasn't much of a line, but long enough for time to think about your order.

You were up next, so you two ordered.

Getting seated down the back right next to the window. You finished your pastry in about a minute while shiu was mid way into a bite, staring at you like you were crazy.

Both of you held eye contact before breaking it with a fit of laughs. You and Shiu couldn't wait for a third person giggling aswell, possibly a specific baby..

⭒​SUGURU GETO↫​

suguru's house rules

as soon as suguru found out that you, his wife, his one and only, got knocked up by him, he immediately made everything in the house baby proof. Even at the start at the pregnancy.

Raising two girls by himself wasn't easy, but now that he's experienced parenting, he knows all the tips and tricks.

“you will not be lifting a finger, unless you need to go to the restroom or something.. anyway, next if you need anything while I'm away, the girls will always be by your side if you need anything. If you need me at any time, I'm keeping my phone on me all day, just incase.” suguru says, with his cute little smile. You blink at him blankly, as if he doesn't tell you this everyday.

“sugu, you do realise I can do stuff by myself, right?” you say, tilting your head. You have this conversation everyday, yet you don't know why you bother because he never budges. You didn't want to treat your two angels, mimiko and nanako, like your servants while you sat there like royal.

“nonsense! I don't want my princess in there and my angel here moving around alot, don't want you to fall or anything, you know?” he mumbles. You glare up at him as he smiled sweetly at you. As if he didn't make a cheeky reference to the one to many times of when you got up when the two girls weren't looking, your poor knees gave out. And when suguru got that certain phone call, he seriously almost passed out in worry. After all of that, he still is wary of leaving the house most days, afraid something might happen again and he isn't there.

suguru sits back in satisfaction after just smothering you with kisses, something he usually does before he leaves for his cult. He hates dealing with them damn monkeys, but one of his many goals is to get as many curses as possible, so he'll take what he can get.

standing up, he calls put to the girls, who were currently making you lunch.

“mimi, nana! I'm leaving now, you coming to say bye?!” he yelled not to loud, not wanting to damage your hearing because of him. The two girls pounce on him, his arms full of his two angels.

“come home safe!” “hurry up coming home, there's a new cafe that opened and I wanna try it!” they squealed, suguru only chuckling in response, patting their head with his usual smile.

“take care of mommy over there, mkay?” suguru slightly bent down to their level, his voice low. They nodded enthusiastically, giving him one final hug before he went.

suguru closed the door, summoning his rainbow dragon. If he could marry you over and over, he would.

⭒​NANAMI KENTO↫​

worry 'bout yourself, baby!

wiping the slight dampness off your forehead, you finally made it to your destination. the nursery room. Putting your hands on your hip, you stared at the random peices of the unbuilt crib on the floor.

Peaking our the door and looking at your husbands closed office door, hearing him on the phone to his coworker. Perfect timing.

Recently, nanami has been working at home to watch over you a bit more, even though he has papers half the height of you to fill out. You didn't wanna bother him from his work again today, and plus, you wanted to be independent and brag about how you built this crib by yourself to your baby later. But, you knew nanami would get kind of mad that you lifted a finger, you didn't care.

If you sat down on the floor to even sort it out, you wouldnt get back up again and would need kentos help. And so, bending down to pick up the peices, you started to feel dizzy after a bit of back and forth of putting the pieces on the table.

'only a few peices left.' the thought trailed through your mind after each peice. Although, your baby thought otherwise, giving a nice brutal kick on the walls of your belly. A sudden yelp came, followed by a quick slap to the mouth as you have now blown your cover. Thr house was silent. Not hearing the mumble of kentos voice, now hearing the footsteps coming to the nursery. Mentally cursing our baby out, the door opened.

“honey? whats wrong? why are you- don't tell me you're trying to build the crib again?” kento said, scratching his blonde undercut. Smiling sheepishly with a slight nod.

“dear, I told you I would build it as soon as I get through the paperwork, didn't I?” kento says, shaking his head.

“but! you were in your office, already filled to the brim with workload and that damn paperwork. I didn't want to make it your new problem, you know? You're always taking care of me. And who told you that even a quarter of that shit was alright? I can have a word with them if you want.”

“my love, you will never be a problem to me, ever. What kind of husband would I be if I thought that? You're crazy.” Kento says, a small smile forming on his lips at thought of you worrying about him and his wellbeing. A rare sight indeed.

“and instead of worrying about me, worry about yourself, yeah? I'm sure your back is broke, my love. Please rest yourself, it's not good for the baby if you don't get rest, i told you this. Lets get you to the living room, yeah?” kento says into your neck, not giving you a choice.

Kento put his hands on your lower back, slowly massaging the spot you usually get sore. guiding you down the living room humming your favourite tune. almost in time for your reality show to be on, your luck.

Wasn't long until your eyes was stuck on the tv, drama brewing on the first few seconds.

Kento stands there, content. Not because of the tv show, no, its you. He wouldn't know where he would he standing, whether it would be on earth or the skies, without you.

⭒​TOJI FUSHIGURO↫​

short tempered woman and tired husband.

“woman, I am not going to feed you toothpaste.”

“well, why the hell not?!” you responded, rasing a brow. Toji grumbled, absolutely set on not giving you toothpaste for food.

“would you just sleep? I'm not giving you toothpaste to eat. Why the hell are you so weird?!”

“hhaaah?! What did you just say?!”

nights went on like that. Different item, same outcome. Toji with a red ear and your back to him. Toji doesn't know if your stable or not as you requested for a bowl of dirt to eat a few nights ago. He only knew about women's weird food craving a while ago when he saw you eating a chocolate bar with ketchup as a dip.

(toji finds it kinda hot when you get angry... kinky)

Toji put his head in his hands, covering his eyes. He let out a sigh before questioning you.

“are you eating toast and ice cream again?”

“yeah, so what? Any odds to you, old man..”

“oh, your so gonna regret that. We've been here before, and your belly bump is the result.” toji smirks, chuckling at your flushed face. And yet, his outcome is the same.

[perictione00]

Call me Mommy

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x reader

Warnings: Use of curse words, smut.

Synopsis: You give Gojo a taste of his own medicine.

Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

"You like that, Mr. Gojo," you said with doe eyes as you continued stripteasing the old man. You knew he was getting hard; it wasn't just some skin but the traditional Gojo clan kimono that did the magic. You started undoing the obi belt, revealing more of your body, leaving barely anything for imagination, but of course, you turned away to torment him more.

"Come on, sweetheart, this is torture," he said, standing up from the couch while taking off his office shirt. He was well-built for someone his age. Maybe this was gonna be much easier than you expected.

You got on your knees, trying your best to look as submissive and appealing as you could. Unbuckling his belt, you cupped his bulge, making him sigh. He looked at you with a loving gaze, and that right there was what you needed for your plans with him. Before you could think further, he got down to your level and kissed you deeply. Fuck, this is getting good.

You and Gojo had fucked around a few times, so you knew how weirdly kinky and adventurous he was when it came to sex. What you never expected was your friend showing you Gojo's sex tape online. It wasn't even surprising, but what shocked you was you. Yeah, that asshole had the audacity to not only make but upload the sex tape, including you, online without your consent. This shit was serious because, unlike Gojo, you had a job and a great reputation to maintain. It could not only embarrass the hell outta you but could get you ostracized socially or, even worse, get you fired. You were not gonna let a fucking manchild disrupt your life.

On your way to his infamous farmhouse, you kept checking your cell phone out of fear. You did not want a colleague of yours to find out about this. Once you reached the destination, you saw a few women coming out. Like, what were you even expecting? As you opened the door, you saw Gojo wearing a bunny outfit, showing his pole dancing skills. Now that was a sight for sore eyes. You wondered how someone could look so delicious but act like a total moron at the same time; however, that's not what you're here for. "You spoiled fucking whore," you begin as you move closer to him. "Want to tell me about the stunt you pulled?"

"Oh, baby, I don't remember telling you about my humiliation kink, but please don't stop," he said as he sat down in an intentionally sultry position. You were sure he knew about the effect he had on people, but today's not the day. Standing right in front of him, you slid your hands into his hair and pulled em before asking, "Would my lovely bitch like to explain why the fuck a sex tape was made and uploaded online without my permission?"

"Shit, babe—" you cut him off before he could continue, saying, "No, Gojo, you don't get to enjoy this situation; I'm serious right now. Delete that video right now; I don't care how many procedures it requires, I want it off the internet and your cellphone. Every fucking duplicate, deleted, RIGHT NOW!"

"Calm down, hon, why don't we have some fun?" he said as his hands made their way to your ass, "we can talk, but let's be comfortable first, no?"

"No. No, Gojo I'm not kidding right now; delete that shit, or just gimme your cellphone; I'll do it myself". Before you could search for it, he pulled out his mobile and said, "I'll comply with your wishes...I guess, but what's in it for me hmm?"

You've had enough; you already had a long day, and now he was getting on your last nerve. "Nothing. You don't get anything, Gojo; just by doing this, you've already compromised my job, and who knows what else? So just stop irritating me and do it".

"Okay, okay, whoa, grumpy pants. I will delete it from the internet, but at least let me keep a copy." he stopped and started laughing as he saw you glaring in his direction. "You know you can always join my company if things go downhill", he said while deleting the last copy as you replied, "I'd never wanna work under you".

"You sure loved it the other day in the hotel," of course, he said that, for which you gave him the finger.

Fast forward: a spineless coward got you fired by spreading rumors about your risqué incident, and now you were planning to get back at Gojo Satoru. You knew no sex tape, rumors, or false accusations could shame or humiliate him, so your petty self came up with the greatest idea of all time, and you knew it was going to work.

And that's how you ended up on your knees in front of Gojo Sr. It wasn't hard to have him wrapped around your fingers, and it was just a plus that he was far more fun than you imagined him to be. Because Gojo's daddy issues portrayed him like a villain, you couldn't imagine him having such a huge dick, and he was so good at using it too; you hit a total jackpot.

You moaned loudly as you rode him, with his hands on your ass, helping you move better.

You loved how his expert fingers always found your clit, helping you reach your orgasm right before he came. You rode through your orgasm as he kissed you deeply. "Fuck... fuck, are you okay, love?" he asked. "Never been better," you said as you pecked his lips again. You got ready to go back home after a shower together, as he was staying back for some work. It was all going well; you knew a confession was coming your way any day. You took more time with your heels to catch the perfect timing for something before you went out of the office.

As you walked out, you smiled when you saw the elevator door opening and a dumbfounded Gojo Satoru making his way to you. "Why—not trying to be rude, but why are you here?" he questioned as he looked back and forth between his father's office door and you.

"Oh, Daddy just needed some help, so Mommy came to the rescue."

[dilfkentolover]

DILF GOJO

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru X Reader

(Kaleidoscope Series: Clouds and Mochi Chapters)

[What would be the best gift to a father for Father's Day?]

[Notes & Warning: fluff, surprises, mentions of pregnancy, Word Count: 2.5k]

"A bit late but Happy Father's Day~ I never realize how much I miss writing these munchkins until I wrote this. I hope you enjoy this one!" —Grey,

Papa

"Today we are going to make a card for Father's Day, everyone brings out your crayons and papers." The teacher cheered.

"Sensei, what's Father's Day?" One of the students asked.

"It's the day we show our love and thank our fathers."

... Don't everyone say I love you and thank you to their Papa every day? But we do that at house every day.

Four years old Saika in preschool obediently took out her crayons and bond paper, a bit confused about Father's Day.

ちちのひ　おめでとう　ぱぱ!

Happy Father's Day Papa! The paper says.

"Ah! That's a wonderful message Saika-chan!" The teacher approached Saika's table, praising the little girl's small note written in messy penmanship.

"Sensei, can I put stickers here?"

"Of course, should Sensei get your stickers?"

Saika shakes her head and reaches for her bag to show several dessert stickers pads.

"I have my own, Mama bought it for me and Kiku-nii."

"Okie-dokie, after you put stickers can you show it to Sensei too?"

"Yes!" Saika cheered and open rip the plastic seal of the stickers.

Papa likes lots of crepes and ice cream and cupcakes... Pancakes... Saika could already see Papa Satoru's happy smile if she litter the card with all their favorite desserts!

Somewhere in the next building, at the middle school, third-grade classroom the teacher also told the children to bring out their art materials.

Who's your superhero and how similar they are to your dad.

Was written on the board.

The class is getting rowdy in showing off their favorite heroes and movies they recently watched.

Kouki just took his pencil and paper out and then started writing.

"Kou-kun, who's your superhero?" Mayumi poked his sleeve and Kouki showed her his paper.

"My Papa," a boyish grin stretched on Kouki's lips, and continued writing.

"Neh, why does Uncle wear a blindfold? Can he see in it?" Mayumi cannot help but linger around and watch Kouki draw a cat with a blindfold on its eyes.

"It's to suppress the powers of his eyes. Isn't it cool?" Twinkles and a smug smile adorned Kouki's lips making Mayumi 'eh' and peek over the picture. She can't help but compare Kou's dad to the cat he saw on TV.

Fluffy white fur and beautiful blue eyes. Too bad, Mayumi never really saw what eye color Kou-kun's Papa has.

"It's rare to see Kou-kun brag. So what can Uncle do?"

"Papa can make a three-layer of souffle pancake disappear in five seconds!"

"... Eh..." Mayumi nodded and awkwardly laugh. "Uhm, that's amazing." I never thought Kou-kun was this easy to be scammed.

"Wanna come over to our house tomorrow Mayumi? Mama said we're going to get some supplies in your shop tomorrow. I can ask Auntie if you can play with me and Saika."

Kouki blinked when he noticed that the girl didn't write anything on her card. Mayumi's Papa went away a long time ago. Mama and Papa wouldn't mind if I invite her.

"Maybe next time, I'm going to my grandparents with Mom."

"Oh, that's great then." Kouki nod and grab his sticker out, a Chupa Chups lollipop on his drawing cat's smiling mouth.

If Papa can turn into a cat, he would be 100 times cuter, Kouki thought and carefully fold the card into his notebook. He bet his Papa will clap a lot when he shows him his art.

"Mama look!" The door burst open followed by your two munchkins running to wrap around your legs excitedly. You set down your glass of orange juice and lean down to kiss them welcome home.

"Teacher told me my stickers are so pretty!" Saika clumsily opened her bag.

"Ma look, I draw Papa if he turns into a hero that can be like a Cat." Kouki showed you his bond paper with a proud smile on his face that you can't bear to hurt his feelings by laughing out loud.

"T-that's Catoru then?" You wheezed, grabbing the counter to control your laughter at how accurate your son has drawn the cat and his father's blindfold. "Catoru will get tonsillitis with that lollipop."

"Mama, Mama, look Sensei told me I write very well and my stickers are so yummy!" Saika tug your apron and showed you her card that is drowning in stickers, it covered a part of her happy father's day message but was still cutely made with all the stickers.

"How about you two go hide those cards before Papa comes home, they're our surprise when Sunday comes." You shooed the two kids to their rooms and told them to get ready for dinner.

"You put Papa's favorite desserts in here huh?" You pat her head making her beam so wide. "But Papa will get diabetes with so much sweet."

"Is that bad?" Saika's eyes widened but you shake your head and shrug.

Just in time, the door opened, and Satoru came in holding the groceries you told him to buy on his way home.

"I'm home, Pretty." Satoru put down the things on the counter and slouched on the stool.

"Welcome home, is it dinner or bath first?" You lowered the heat of the stove and went around the marble top to drop a quick welcome home kiss.

"Rest," he groaned and peek over the sizzling pan.

"Hayashi rice, Saika's request. Spring rolls, that's Kouki. And I made pudding earlier, it's still in the fridge." You run down the menu for tonight's dinner. "Oh and my orange juice too."

"You're drinking too much orange juice these days. How are you feeling by the way? Should we go to the hospital tomorrow?"

He frowned a bit and stood up to get the table ready, seeing that you're about to get done with the cooking.

"I slept it all in today, when I wake up late in the morning I'm more than fine." Earlier you were totally knocked out and cannot come out of the bed with how lightheaded you were. One minuscule move made your whole world turn 360° and it rearrange both your vision and stomach.

"I told you to stop reading in the dark, if it continues we're going to the eye doctor and get you prescriptions," Satoru grumbled.

Eye doctor, you snorted and laugh.

"Papa!"

Satoru was tackled to a piggyback and leg clinging attack by Kouki and Saika.

"Hey brats, how was the day? I got us Yakult and ice cream," Satoru had to drag his feet, where Saika is clinging like a koala, and lean forward to keep Kouki from falling off his back.

The heavy burden of being a Father is when your kids are getting heavier while your backbone is starting to get rustier.

Dinner was delicious and lively with the kids showing off what they did in school. You and Satoru listened and also told them about the things you did today. Dinner always takes a long time and by the end of it, Kouki and Saika are pulling their small step ladder against the sink to wash the dishes.

"If you drop the plate, you're not getting ice cream," Satoru joked and the two of you went to have a half-bath.

"Kiku-nii, we need to show Papa our drawing." Saika carefully held the glass.

"It's on Sunday, we need to sleep tonight and tomorrow before showing it to Papa, Cat." Kouki opened the dishwasher and put in the dishes Saika is holding to be washed.

"But that's too long. Can't we do it now?" She whined and her brother flicked her forehead.

"Not yet," Kouki pushed some buttons and closed the machine as it starts to wash their used dishes.

The two talk in a hushed voice while peeking over the corner of the wall to check if their father is near. Their father always pops out of nowhere spooking the lights out of them, so they've learned their lesson to always be on the lookout.

"Kiku-nii, I want Yakult." The transparent plastic grabbed Saika's attention with the Yakult inside.

"... It's in the fridge." Kouki ushered her but realized his mistake. "Never mind I'll get it." His sister's height barely reach the second door of the fridge where the Yakult was.

"No sleeping with me and Mama," it was time for bed and Satoru narrowly opened the bedroom door with his two kids standing outside. Only half of his face can be seen and it was definitely suspicious in the eyes of his smart munchkins.

"But Papa, you said the weekend is for a sleepover." Saika frowned.

"We're busy," his hand shoo his kids away with urgency. "I'll buy you cake tomorrow, go sleep in your rooms before I ship you off to your grandparents. G'night! Love you!"

And the door shut close.

"Maybe we shouldn't give Papa's cards anymore." Kouki blinked.

"Yeah..." Saika contemplated.

"Satoru, where's my orange juice?!" You shrieked from the kitchen when your pitcher of orange juice was empty and in the dish drainer.

You just came home from buying some balloons and cake for Father's Day and your throat was parched and craving some cold orange juice only to see it drained without a single drop.

"I'll buy you one later—w-woah! Why are you crying?!" Satoru was strutting top naked and almost stumbled when you look at him in accusation and tears.

"Hey Hon, I'll buy you one, I'll be back." In a blink of an eye, your husband was running out of the house.

Saika and Kouki opened the cabinet they were hiding and cheered.

"That was amazing Mama! I'll blow the balloons." Kouki opened your bag.

"Papa didn't even notice you're acting." Saika cheered.

"Who said I was acting?" You cried. "Who drank my juice?" You slumped down the stool cradling your temples.

Your kids ignored you and started to blow the balloons and ran upstairs to get their cards. Like a zombie drained of the last brain cell, you assembled the balloons and the strawberry shortcake you got from the café you and Satoru often go for dates.

The door bursts open and Satoru walks in carrying a paper bag. His hair is in disarray while wandering his head around to find you.

"Happy Father's Day Papa!" Saika and Kouki chorused and ran to give him their cards. Latching on their Father's legs while fighting over each other who'll give the card first.

Satoru stood there confused then roamed his eyes around the house, only then did he notice the balloons and cake.

You walked up to him and kissed his lips sweetly and passionately. "Happy Father's Day, daddy~" you whispered the last part, away from your kids' hearing.

"Oh," was all he could muster. His confused face morphs to a playful one, accepting the card and giving you a wink, then mouthed a 'later' while wiggling his brows.

"I put all your favorite desserts, I wrote it too!" Saika pointed out her favorite ones. "Thank you for always tying my hair and always giving me a sip of your boba tea."

"Your welcome Cat, now you know that you have to be generous to hungry people. It's the virtue of generosity." Satoru looks away from you and pats his daughter's head.

"So Papa is generous because he gives me candies when I'm hungry... Okay! I'll be generous too." Saika clapped and gave her father a thumbs up

 I beg of you don't say anything more Princess, you're digging us our grave! Satoru inwardly screeched, refusing to meet your eyes. He needs to divert the topic.

"Very pretty like my Cat, thank you, Princess. You have Papa's penmanship," he kissed his daughter's temples and rubbed their noses. "I also have that penmanship when I was a baby. Oh, this is my favorite crepe! Look, this is Kiku-nii's favorite doughnuts."

"Yeah, I don't want Papa to starve, so I put lots in it. Don't starve Papa, 'kay?" The tiny hand pat Satoru's cheeks gently and innocent blue eyes stare at him with such softness that made him weak.

"Of course, Papa always eats Mama's cooking." His daughter clapped and kissed his nose and hug him tightly in glee.

"Oh, is this me Kikufuku?" Satoru laughed when Kouki showed him his card.

"Teacher said we should draw our favorite superhero and why you're similar. Papa's my superhero!" Kouki grinned and Satoru gasped, clutching his heart.

"Really? I'm your superhero? Is Papa cool?" He laughed in genuine joy to hear his son think of him so highly. Just the thought of it made him preen in delight.

"Papa's cool," Kouki agreed.

"You have good eyes," Satoru flick his finger and admired the photo again. "You like drawing Kikufuku? This is the most cat-like drawing I saw a third-grader could make." He should show this to Megumi who could only draw a stick figure of a cat when he was still eight years old.

"Isn't it cool Pa? Mama taught me how to draw a cat." Kouki looks so excited and pointed out a few things in the cat that he liked drawing. "Mama said it's Catoru."

"You know what, I'll put these in a frame. If you draw more cats, you might be the next Leonardo DaVinci. You definitely inherited my creative genes, I got A+ in art at high school," Satoru bragged making you roll your eyes. Because you know what really happened with that A+ grade.

"What did you draw Papa?"

"I Hollow Purple the curse I was fighting in my practical exam."

"... Nevermind," Kouki looks away.

"Oi! Why?!"

"But why a cat?" You asked, stopping Satoru from pouncing on Kouki.

"Because Papa is like a cat, a sneaky one that keeps stealing Mama," Saika supplied and Kouki nodded.

"..." Satoru rewinds the words. "Is that a compliment or what?" His face was twisted.

"Both," you agreed. "Where's my orange juice?"

A light bulb lit in his head and gave you the paper bag he got.

"Here, try it." Satoru pulled Kouki in his hug with Saika while you open the small thing and several brands of pregnancy kits greeted you.

"Either you ran out to get me orange juice or I dump these things in the trash can." You growled making him shrink back.

"Honey! You were like this with Kouki," he whined and kissed the forehead of his firstborn. "Just try? Right Kikufuku?"

Kouki nodded and squeeze himself into Satoru until he could sit on his Papa's lap while Satoru stroked his son's hair fondly.

"I'm not," you huffed but went to the bathroom anyway.

"Papa, what was that?" Saika asked as Satoru carried the two of them into the couch to wait.

"Thermometer?" Kouki frowned.

Satoru chuckled and just ruffled the hair of his two munchkins. What ought to be greater for father's day if he becomes a daddy of three?

Oh, it should be four. Shaking his head, Satoru ran his hand over his face and bit his lips. He can already imagine you being much more spoiled and demanding than you already are for the next nine months.

"Satoru! I'm gonna castrate you!"

Punching the air, Satoru clapped and laughed like a millionaire. He can already tell this one will be a spitfire.

He ran to the bathroom and greeted your dazed face. His hands found your hips and swing you around. His face found your shoulder, nosing your neck up and down, unable to stop his grin from ear to ear.

"Did you make a Daddy today, Honey?"

All you could do is bury your head in his neck and hug him tightly. Saika and Kouki joined in, clinging to their Papa's legs and asking to be swung around.

—GreyCaelum

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(unknown i guess hopefully i can let you know)

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[ackermans-angel]

Satoru was so dilf in this episode

[ttsukiimi]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ F⍣CK HER ‘TILL SHE SORE!

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ⎯ He’s not addicted to your cũnt—he swears. He swears even as he’s forced the fourth ōrgasm out of you tonight; and there’s more to come.

★ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ⎯ gojo x fem!reader, toji x fem!reader, choso x fem!reader, nanami x fem!reader, smut (mdni), tit play, multiple örgasms, size difference (choso), slight còckwarming (nanami), reader referred to as (princess, baby, doll, good girl)

✧･ﾟ𝓖. 𝓢 ✧･ﾟ

Gojo didn’t even know how he even initially found himself inside you—it was like one second he was cuddling closer to you as his eyes glued to the tv, then another your leg was hoisted over his waist as he jerked his hips into you repeatedly. Was it his fault? Had he begged you to let him put just the tip in? Yes.

But you had given in, and that in its own was your mistake.

“Stay still, princess, wanna give it to you good,” he whispered in your ear, the way his shaky breath fanned past your neck causing goosebumps to bloom on your skin. You nodded, though it wasn’t a promise, and tried to take each passionate thrust of his girth he gave to you.

You were clutching the couch pillow for dear life, whining as you felt euphoria rock through you so pleasurably for the umpteenth time that night. The movie playing had long been forgotten—only serving as background noise, and to Satoru a nuisance since the sounds drowned out your heavenly moans.

He huffed into the skin of your neck, determined to now make you louder, and a hot slap landed on your left cheek, effectively coaxing a loud yelp from your lips. “Mh—!”

And you were sensitive by then, his seed dripping from your battered cunt, your body shivering and thighs quivering, but even then he was set on urging one last orgasm out of you.

Or two.

Hell, he couldn’t even promise it wouldn’t be three. But he just needed to stay inside of you.

Satoru’s hands came up from behind you before they latched onto your chest, groping your tits as he muttered lewd words in your ear.

“You like when I fucking play with these pretty tits, hm?” He kissed your shoulder, and you felt a smile form against your skin as the only thing you could let out was a weak whine—too drunk on his dick to speak. Satoru groaned at the sound, his lips finding your pulse point as he spoke.

“Always so dumb once I get inside you,”

✧･ﾟ𝓒.𝓚✧･ﾟ

Choso doesn’t have an exact idea of why he loves being buried inside you so much; perhaps it’s the way you sound, the way you feel, or the way you look—tears in your eyes and all—but he does know that he’d die happy if that meant he was inside you in his last moments.

And he absolutely adores every minute that he is.

Because with how much your greedy cunt is pulsing around him, and your manicured nails are scratching red lines down his back, Choso thinks he’s really found heaven. Right between your legs.

“Baby, slow down, Cho,” you whined, your sight obscured with tears though you could still make out the image of his sculpted body over yours, and he’s so big compared to you.

Sometimes he might forget that—but could you blame him though? Anyone would forget about some mere size difference when inside your addictive pussy, and he proved to be that anyone.

Choso leaned forward, and in the process his hair fell forward, framing both yours and his face. His hands ventured up your body and found their place on your chest, squeezing the meleable flesh.

“‘S okay, you can take it,” he mumbled, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, uncaring of the slight drool dribbling from the side of your mouth. With each thrust the course hairs at his base tickled your clit, stimulating you in a way that felt so good your whole body was quivering with pleasure.

“Just..one more, baby,”

✧･ﾟ𝓝.𝓚✧･ﾟ

Sometimes Nanami finds himself wondering just what you do to him, how you’ve changed him in ways he couldn’t himself in the past years you’ve been together. He can't help but smile when he sees your infectious smile, and he melts when he hears your sweet laugh.

But, above all, you've created an addiction in him. One that he seems to think about every waking moment; even at work, and that’s new territory for him.

What’s worse is that you know. Always teasing him about how pussy drunk he is, how he’d really do anything just to be inside you—not like he’s denying that—but he can’t retaliate with the way the tips of his ears burn pink. So, he’ll prove it.

“Kento, what’re you—“ you cut yourself off with an uneven breath, eyes rolling to the back of your head in tandem with the way he pushes himself into you.

His strong arms are wrapped around you, keeping you in place, but he strangely doesn’t begin to move. The reason being—well, he’s testing himself. His resolve, his patience by not moving a single inch, even while being compressed by your tight warmth.

Which is proving to be a challenge already for Nanami.

“Proving to you that ‘m not—“ he halts, groaning and gritting his teeth as you slightly shift, causing a grin to flourish on your face.

“That you’re not what?” you retort, pushing your hips back onto him, taking him in deeper than he already was. Your hand reaches back and caresses his face, cooing above his lips. “Know you wanna move. ‘M not stopping you either, ken.”

You’re so close to his lips Nanami could move an inch and they’d touch, but he won’t, of course. But…when you’re fucking yourself on his cock, moaning out for him to hear, to tease him, Nanami thinks maybe there isn’t anything to prove.

Maybe he is drunk on your pussy.

✧･ﾟ𝓣.𝓕✧･ﾟ

Toji knows of his slight compulsion towards your pussy. His tendency to always want to be inside is truly something that needs to be studied—because there’s absolutely no way his sex drive should be this significant.

Admittedly, he is aware of his addiction, but will he take any action to try to change his behavior? No. That then becomes your problem to tackle, but you have the perfect solution.

“A what?” Toji mumbled, licking the scar on his lip as he creased an eyebrow upwards in confusion. You were sat on his lap, your arms looped around his neck and you began to speak.

“A Sex ban, Toji.” you attempted to suppress your grin when you saw the confusion on his face only deepen, and a big hand came to cup your cheek, forcing you to look at him.

“‘M not for all your little games today, doll. Got a mission tomorrow and y’know what that means.” he sighed, his free hand holding your waist, slowly sliding to the waistband of your shorts and beginning to pull them down.

“But, really baby, we—you need a break.” you protested, but just couldn’t counter back with the way his rough and thick fingers were already playing with your folds, gathering your essence.

Quickly, his lips were on yours and that shut you up, which gave him time to free himself from his sweats and enter you in one, swift motion.

He wasted no time in holding your hips and bouncing you up and down on his cock, a smug smirk on his lips as he looked at the way your eyes rolled back in pleasure. You weren’t one to talk about a sex ban when you could hardly even let him go on a mission for more than 2 days without complaining about how much you missed him and his magic dick.

“Now ya just be quiet and take what I give you, yeah?” he breathed in your ear as his big hands groped your tits, fingers playing with your hardened nipples. The pleasure coursed throughout your body so deliciously, already causing your thighs to begin quivering and your pussy pulsed around him, greedy to suck him dry.

“Good girl,”

[dilfkentolover]

he’s such a dilf

—GOJO SATORU AS A DAD ; headcanons.

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have you seen this man with yuuji and megumi? yeah

he'd be the best father ever like words can't describe how amazing he is

a little nervous when you announced your pregnancy because although you two weren't trying for a baby...you weren't exactly being careful either

but i do headcanon him to be a boy dad. maybe later on when you get pregnant again you'd have a daughter, but your first born together is definitely a boy

the house was awfully quiet. that was your first thought when you got back from your girls' night out. your husband insisted that you needed one, and that you deserved it after being so good for both him and your son.

"satoru? i'm home!"

you took off your shoes and stripped yourself from your coat, before making your way inside your house. where are they? it was never silent when satoru and your son were together, so the fact that there was noise meant that either they went out (which was impossible because your son's stroller was in the living room, and your husband's car was in the garage) or they were up to no good.

quietly tiptoeing up to your bedroom, your were finally able to hear a few giggles coming from the bathroom on your left. and when you finally grabbed the door knob and were about to twist it, the door was pulled open with a loud 'surprise!' from your son--but where was satoru then?

"baby, where is your dad--"

"turn around." you jolted at the familiar voice, turning around to face your husband who had a cupcake and a lit candle on top. what day was it today? it wasn't an anniversary or even a birthday? then what did you forget--

"you announced to me that you were pregnant on this day three years ago," satoru cut you off with a grin, handing you the baby blue cupcake. "and I thought it would be great to thank you for giving me the best gift ever."

your sniffles filled the hallway, and your worried son quickly joined you with tear filled eyes, unsure why his mom was emotional.

"i'm okay baby, mama is happy." and as satoru held you and your son in his arms, you thanked him for the little celebration, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

"better give me baby number 2 then--"

"satoru."

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