#gojo daughter

[izumkay]

♡TANTRUMS♡

♡Synopsis♡- When Satoru returns home with your five-year-old daughter, she excitedly shares her day—only to drop an unexpected request. Seeing her friends with their little siblings, she decides she wants one too. Now, with wide, innocent eyes, she turns to you and Satoru, waiting for an answer neither of you were prepared for.

The moment Satoru steps inside, your five-year-old daughter clings to his leg, her face scrunched in deep contemplation. You barely get a chance to greet them before she stomps over, crossing her arms.

"Mommy," she starts, her tiny voice laced with determination. "I need a baby."

You blink. "A... baby?"

"Yes!" she whines, flopping onto the couch dramatically. "All my friends have little brothers or sisters! Hana, Yuto, even that meanie Reira! But me? I have nobody! It’s not fair!"

Satoru, unhelpfully, clicks his tongue. "Tough luck, huh? Must be lonely."

You shoot him a look, but he only shrugs, smirking. Meanwhile, your daughter sits up, her big, watery eyes locking onto you like a weapon. "Please? I’ll take care of them, I promise! I’ll share my toys and— and even let them play with my dolls!"

You sigh, kneeling beside her. "Sweetheart, having a baby isn’t that simple. It's a lot of responsibility."

"But I want one!" She throws herself back again, legs kicking against the cushions. "Daddy, tell Mommy!"

Satoru hums, rubbing his chin. "Well, love, if our little princess wants a sibling…" He turns to you, blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "Should we start working on it?"

You gape at him. "Satoru!"

"What?" He gestures at your daughter. "She has a solid argument. We should at least consider it."

Your daughter nods eagerly. "See?! Daddy agrees!"

You pinch the bridge of your nose. This was going to be a long night.

You inhale deeply, gathering every ounce of patience in your being. "Sweetheart," you try again, voice soft, "having a baby isn’t just about wanting one. Babies cry a lot, need a lot of care, and—"

"I love babies!" she interrupts, sitting up on her knees. "I want to take care of one! I can do it, I promise!"

Satoru, the enabler, nods solemnly beside her. "She’s got a point. She’s very responsible."

You deadpan. "She once put her cereal bowl in the fridge because she thought it would turn into ice cream."

"Creative thinking," Satoru counters, completely unfazed.

Your daughter gasps, flailing dramatically. "Mommy, pleaseee!" Her tiny hands clutch at your arm, eyes glassy and pleading. "I’ll be the best big sister in the whole world! I'll teach them how to color and— and— I won’t even get mad if they mess up my toys!"

You raise a brow. "Really? You cried for an hour when your teddy bear fell on the floor."

She pouts, crossing her arms. "That was different."

Satoru leans back, arm draped over the couch as he watches, far too entertained. "Sounds like she’s pretty serious about this," he muses, grinning. Then, in a stage whisper, he adds, "And between us, I wouldn’t mind trying for another one…"

Your entire face heats up. "Satoru!"

"What?" He feigns innocence, winking at your daughter. "Mommy’s just shy. But don’t worry, princess, I’ll convince her."

Your daughter claps excitedly. "Yay! Daddy's the best!"

Oh, this was a conspiracy.

Satoru stretches, turning to you with a lazy grin. "So, sweetheart, what do you say? Want to give our little princess a teammate?"

You exhale slowly, pinching the bridge of your nose as your daughter bounces beside you, eyes wide with hope.

This was going to be an extremely long night.

You sigh, shaking your head as your daughter clings to your arm, eyes still wide with expectation. Satoru chuckles beside you, his amusement evident, but as you glance at him, his expression softens.

“Sweetheart,” you start gently, brushing a stray hair from your daughter’s face, “having a baby isn’t just about playing together. It’s a big responsibility, and Mommy and Daddy have to be ready too.”

Her lower lip trembles. “But I am ready…” she mumbles.

Satoru reaches over, ruffling her hair with a small smile. “You’d be the best big sister, no doubt about that,” he murmurs. “But sometimes, these things take time.”

She huffs, puffing her cheeks. “I don’t like waiting.”

Satoru gasps dramatically. “What?! My daughter—impatient? Impossible!” He tickles her side, making her giggle despite herself. “Wherever did you get that from?”

You shoot him a look. “Definitely not from me.”

He winks, but then his fingers find yours, giving them a reassuring squeeze. When you turn to him, he’s not teasing anymore—his gaze is steady, warm, and understanding.

“Hey,” he murmurs so only you can hear. “No pressure, alright? This is your choice too. If you’re not ready, that’s okay.”

Your heart melts at his sincerity.

You exhale, squeezing his hand back. “I know.”

Your daughter watches the silent exchange, then sighs dramatically before crawling into your lap, small arms wrapping around you. “Okay… but if I have to wait, can I at least have ice cream?”

Satoru gasps, pressing a hand to his chest. “A genius bargain! Negotiation skills on point!”

You roll your eyes, but you can’t help but smile. “Fine. But only one scoop.”

Your daughter squeals in victory, and Satoru beams. “Guess it’s a win for everyone, huh?”

As he presses a kiss to your temple, his touch lingering just a little longer, you realize—no matter what the future holds, you’d never have to face it alone♡

A/N -I hope you liked this cute lil drabble that had been on my mind for a while🤭♡

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Divider credit!- @cafekitsune

[saltoru]

being a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent rarely ends well. sorcerers who have to fight for their lives everyday barely have any time and energy even for themselves. adding babies to the picture is hard to imagine.

but gojo was determined to balance his work and personal life when you entered his life, which is why he has a baby girl strapped to his chest as he holds up his hand and crosses his fingers, already to send a special grade curse into his domain.

"daddy~" his baby babbles, cheek squished against his purple uniform.

"yes, baby?" gojo smiles down at his baby and gently sweeps her hair out of her eyes. he pays little to no attention to the curse, who had already spread out their domain and is currently sending wave after wave of attacks, all of which gojo repels with a touch. "this is domain expansion," he gently explains to her, smirking at the curse who is obviously offended that he wasn't taking them seriously. "in a second, you're gonna see daddy's domain."

his baby blinks and shuffles around in the strap, whining a bit as she tries to get comfortable. for all she knows, it's too dark and hot and she misses mommy's smell.

before she knows it, the space around her begins to look like the night sky, and she can't see the curse anymore.

"this is my domain," her daddy says, but she misses seeing the sun. why is it nighttime all of the sudden?

"nooo" she whines as she kicks around. where's the ice cream he promised her earlier? and where is mommy? she doesn't want to go to sleep yet!

"not easily impressed, hm?" he laughs, protectively holding his baby's head against his chest as he closes up his domain after finishing off the curse.

"let's go get ice cream, yeah?" he ruffles her hair and holds up her hands, dancing them up in the air with a huge grin. the sunlight hits her face again and a smile quickly reappears. "you did so good today. did you learn a lot about jujutsu fights today? did'ja enjoy our little adventure together?"

"ice cweam" she smiles, doing a few happy kicks. and that's how the tradition of getting ice cream after missions started for the daddy-daughter pair.

[bedriddenandcrying]

more family time.. i need this for myself

[salsakiyoomi]

“so i guess this is our new home now.”

satoru says, looking around the cheap rental place in upstate new york — you may be wondering, how you both ended up in this situation.

the simple answer is : to run away from the jujutsu life.

the complicated answer would be that satoru gojo had grown tired of being the strongest.

he had love and dreams, everything that was there to pursue, and he knew that if he kept going down the same path that he would never end up somewhere he wanted to be.

so he ran away, from everything, leaving his old life and everything that he knew behind.

except for you.

to be fair, it was never his intention for you to tag along, but when it came down to it, you decided that no way you would be leaving him on his own.

and not to mention, you have also grown tired of the jujutsu world.

and that's how you both ended up in states, in a cheap rental place in a cheap town in upstate new york.

“doesn't look too bad.” you say, shrugging as you look around as well, eyes drifting to the chipping paint on the wall and the peeling leather of the old couch, “we can make it work.” 

“yeah.” he hums, going over to the couch and sitting on it, patting the spot next to him for you to sit on.

you go over, settling down next to him, “this is the life.” you exclaim, a smile on your face, one that he mirrors, “yeah.” he hums in agreement.

comfortable silence settles over the both of you as you move even closer to him, snuggling up to his body and bathing in his warmth.

satoru stiffens, he's felt your body against his many times before but with his arising feelings and fat crush on you, it's not the same anymore.

it's been there for so long, it's unbelievable and honestly infuriating, he wants to get rid of it but no, you're just too oblivious to notice his very obvious hints.

( he got you your favourite drink the other day and thought, yep, that must be it, but no, you just sipped on it peacefully, didn't even offer him some. )

“hey uh…could you shoot over a bit?” he mumbles, a bit shy, and you stare at him, confused, and that's when you notice the loud thumping of his heart.

that's unusual, you think. the mighty satoru gojo is nervous? and of what? you laying against him?

“satoru?” you call his name softly, “are you okay?”

“yeah?” he huffs, and then jolts when you lay your hand against his chest where his heart is, a teasing smile on your face, “your heart tells another story.” you say.

he looks away from you — fuck, was he that obvious? wasn't that what he wanted though? for you to notice his feelings towards you?

and that's when he decides, fuck it, he'll just spit it out.

“i tried to ignore it, you know.” he mumbles and you raise a confused brow, “ignore what?”

“my heart whenever you're around me.” he says, “the way you always make me feel, like i'm just more than the strongest, like i'm truly loved — i tried, you know, to look at you as a friend.”

“but it's damn hard, when you're always so sweet to me, too nice and too giving, like you'd move mountains for me — and truth be told, i'd move mountains for you too — and god, whenever you smiled or laughed all i could focus on were your lips, how perfect they looked and i always wondered if my lips would fit against them, and how good you'd taste — would you taste of coffee or of the cherry lip balm that you always have on? i know you'd taste nice either way.”

he takes a deep breath, “and i know friends shouldn't think about kissing one another but god, you're so insatiable, i can't help it, i really can't.” he looks at you, and takes in the deep blush on your face and the way your lips are hung open, “all i can think about is wanting to kiss you, wanting you to be mine, wanting us to be a think.”

he takes your hands in his, “so god help me, i'll pursue you until you give in, until you feel the same for me, until you let me kiss you.”

a moment of silence falls over and satoru thinks that he’d screwed up, but then you mumble, “there is no need for that.”

“what?” he utters out, dumbfounded.

finally, you look up at him, “kiss me, satoru.”

and that's all it takes for him to place his lips against yours and savour your taste, his hands all over your body as he sinks into the moment.

and he let's the cherry lip balm that you always wear smudge on his lips, because it tastes like you.

[satoru-nintendo]

I’m not addressing gojos letters because I don’t want to think about the fact that he sat down and KNEW he wasn’t gonna make it out but had full faith in those kids, I don’t want to think about him knowing that Megumi would have to live forever with the knowledge that Sakuna used him to kill Gojo and he purposely wrote a cute silly message (sowwy with a lil drawing of him) hoping (and succeeding) to make Megumi laugh especially after all he went through, how he sought out Nobara’s family cause he is estranged from his and he wants a better life for those kids than the life he had. And not to circle back to the whole killing all the elders of jujitsu society cause he wanted to protect the kids he is just sooo fundamentally good Ok DAMN I AM CRYING THINKING ABOUT IT

[nanamisonholiday]

PervyDbf!Gojo headcanons PT 3!

long time no see-

writers note: if you're wandering...how does Geto not realise Gojo's feelings? I imagine Geto would never even fathom the idea of Gojo betraying him and trying to get it on with his beloved only daughter- so he is quite oblivious to Satorus obvious feelings, simply because they are bestfriends. Gojo would quite literally need to fuck reader infront of Geto for him to even realise the truth. BUT ANYWAYS- read on

PT1 PT2

PervyDbf!Gojo who secretly buys you lingerie, all under the guise of being an extremely bored rich man. ‘Have no one to spend it on princess’ lies. Liar. Liar. Liar- he has you, and you somehow under all that feigned innocence, mild obliviousness know this. You know that man will spend every penny on you if you’d let him. But even you know you have to limit him or your father will get suspicious.

PervyDbf!Gojo who flushes in the face- neck blotchy with uncomfortable Horniness in the company of your father when he thinks he catches a glimpse of the lacy bra thats tucked away under your dress. No- he’s just really fucking horny and imagining things, but then you bend over and well..... The perv may bust at the sight of the fluffy icey blue panties barely covering your most intimate and delicious area. A wet patch visible to him and only him, he’d think you were doing it on purpose if it weren’t for the fact you were entertaining a small group of kids. Shit. (cue Gojo rubbing one out in the bathroom, fistful of your panties)

PervyDbf!Gojo Who uses his phone to try and not so discreetly sneak snaps of your underwear underneath your skirt when he thinks you’re not looking. And lets be honest, when you are looking too. He doesn’t miss the way your eyes narrow and glare at him- yet they hold no real agitation. This was all on you afterall.

PervyDbf!Gojo Who’s acting rather ballsy by keeping his large hands all over you amongst company. He can’t help it, the cocky smugness hides his true intentions enough from your father that the sight of him draped all over you doesn’t even make Geto bat an eye. Your father completely unaware his bestfriend is digging his hard on rather painfully into his sweet forbidden daughters spine to create some pathetic friction that only makes you burn with embarrassment.

PervyDbf!Gojo Who doesn't care how innapropriate people think he is with you (except from Geto- lucky for him Geto has no clue)

PervyDbf!Gojo who denies how touch starved he is- not one to offer out simple touches so easily to anyone, despite his charasmatically obnoxious ego he barely lets anyone touch him, yet even Geto notices how touchy he is with you. ‘No I’m not’ but before Geto can rebuke his bestfriends denial you hug the icey haired man from behind hands happily clasped around his middle as you peer over his body (proving Gojo wrong) Gojo won’t admit to your father how nice this simple action is to feel you wrapped around him- but he doesn’t need to. Geto can tell by Gojos face just how touch starved this man is, both platonically and sexually

PervyDbf!Gojo not so Subtly enters a one sided competition with Megumi for you affection/attention and he is admittedly not proud about it.

PervyDbf!Gojo swallows his pride when he spots you and the boy he’s practically raised- Megumi in an engaging conversation about some book the pair of you are gushing about. Admittedly he feels a small portion of shame when it dawns to him he fantasises about a girl the same age as Megumi. He doesn’t care though- not enough to stop

PervyDbf!Gojo Hates Nanami.

No he doesn’t

PervyDbf!Gojo Hates that Nanami can walk into a room and you’re immediately drawn to him like a moth to the flame. Both of you attatched to the hip. That should be his hip you’re attatched to, his lap your perched in, his cheek your kissing. Not fucking Nanamis. “Get a room” he burns with how childish he’s sounding and feeling- totally ready to Emotionally manipulate you into feeling sorry for him and shower him with every ounce of your attention instead of Nanami

PervyDbf!Gojo who hates your sweet sweet innocent voice call out “Kenny!” Fucking Kenny. He hates it. All he gets is Gojo- it had taken him years to convince you to just call him “Toru” Only You get to call him that, you get that sweet little fucking privilege- yet it’s Kento Nanami that is greeted every single time with your excited voice “kenny come here!” “Ken!” He hates it. Jealousy is an ugly blue eyed monster

PervyDbf!Gojo dips his fingers under your shirt on your back to rub at your skin, your breath hitching at the ticklish sensation. “Gojo stop-“ but he won’t and you know he won’t, and he knows you don’t want him to- because he’s watched Nanami do the exact same motion with no complaints earlier. So no- he won’t stop, he’ll pinch and poke and rub your skin til there’s a red patch showing how long he’s willing to mark you, even in his own childish way.

PervyDbf!Gojo who WILL mark you. He’s convinced you to get a matching tatto woth him, and he’s pleasantly surprised at how eager you are for it. A blue heart on the back of your arm- simple yet loud. Anyone will understand what it means, even if you don’t realise it’s significance. Which he thrives off of

PervyDbf!Gojo slipping into your room at night to see your shirt revealing your naked bottom half. A small victory noise coming past his lips as he crawls to eye level with your shiny pussy. His mouth is practically drooling at the mere sight. His long fingers can’t help but touch you- curious to finally get to see your beautiful body just the way he had hoped to see you- fingers spreading your lips to get a good view of your bud, the air making it twitch. He definitely can’t help how his hips move to hump your bed, anything to get a bit of relief. And god he was so close to tasting you if it weren’t for the shout of his name from downstairs making him freeze. “Gojo! Hurry up, we’re gonna be late!” So he sneaks out of your room with nothing but an aching boner, raging inside that your father had interrupted such a moment

PervyDbf!Gojo who laps at Nanamis unimpressed expression when you show him your new tattoo. Gojo could cum on sight at how wonderful it is to see ‘Nanamis girl’ -as everyone likes to call you, shoving his mark right in Nanamis face. Ohhhhhhh that forced smile the blonde makes Makes Gojos heart skyrocket. Fucking finally he thinks, how satisfying it is to have the upper hand against that man at last.

Surprise fact- Getos’daughter has a secret matching tattoo with Sukuna that surprise..surprise Nanami is aware of and is less annoyed about lol

[dilftoru]

papa!gojo core is when your own daughter wants to get dicked down by you so bad but she knows it’s wrong and thinks you don’t feel the same about her so she goes around and gets stuffed by multiple older men each week while imagining it’s you but turns out you’re also doing the same, except with younger girls that don’t hold a candle to your precious princess and then the both of you find out that you’ve been seeing people after she finds a random woman’s panties on your bedroom floor and you, a used condom in her trash, so then the both of you confront each other which leads to a heated argument and then suddenly you’re bending her over and spanking her for talking back to you and getting used like a slut before you start using her like one too because if she’s gonna be a whore it’s going to have to be under your roof where she’s safe since you care abt her too much and she may be a cock-hungry little thing but she was still your baby girl and it was your job as her daddy to take care of her and you convince yourself this was just another way of doing so ;(

[darlingbabyboo]

"You're Something Else... "

♡ Synopsis: Megumi had been (sorta) prepared to live with this white weirdo who claimed to be the strongest... what he hadn't been prepared for was his daughter.

♡ Content: Reader is described as a girl and shorter than Megumi and Tsumiki and tiny because I'm tiny, black reader, good dad Gojo, Megumi is deeply repressed

♡ Notes: This is from the vote! Where people said they wanted Megumi x Gojo's Daughter instead of Giyuu x Urokodaki Daughter! Hope you enjoy ���� Just say smth if I should make a part 2

♡ Inspiration: @ketsuyuki-hibana-typed! Their series Rengoku x Little Sister Figure is so good!

So Megumi was less than excited to live with Gojo (could not be me but this ain't about me so...)

He was only doing this so Tsumiki wouldn't have to suffer under the Zenin's

He was expected more or less of the same thing

Just him and Tsumiki living in a house, being forced to take care of themselves

Yippee

That's why he was so surprised to find you

"And you two, say hi to your other housemate!" The white haired weirdo cheerfully exclaimed

Megumi looked at you with wide eyes, you were hiding behind the tall man's legs and shaking like you were forced to be here

He wouldn't be surprised if you were

"C'mon honey bun, you gotta introduce yourself, you'll be sharing a home with these guys."

He removed you from his leg and squatted so that he was at his level

"Introduce yourself!"

You give a shy wave, curled in on yourself. You say your name through stutters and when you're done, you bury yourself into the weirdo's chest

Gojo smiles at them, stroking your back

"She's a little shy-"

A little, Megumi thinks

"-you two introduce yourself too! Don't be shy!"

"I'm Tsumiki!" His sister happily says besides him, like you're not shivering even if it's spring. "It's really nice to meet you!"

You remove yourself from Gojo a little to give her a small nod before burying yourself in Gojo's chest again

Megumi doesn't say his name, he observes (what he can when you're buried in Gojo's chest). You look nothing like him. He wonders if you've also been kidnapped taken in by Gojo

Does the freak have a habit of taking young children?

You look younger than him, though maybe it's because you're so small. You remind him of a mouse, especially with how much you were stuttering

He certainly hasn't seen someone like you before, maybe it's because of how sheltered he is, but you're different

Your skin is darker then what he's seen before, but the difference makes you even prettier. Your skin makes you glow in the sunlight, like some sort of angel

His stomach twists, even with how little he saw of your appearance, you're beautiful

"Aw are you already smitten with my little girl."

His face burns, "no!" He regrets staring so long when you bury yourself even deeper into the older man's arms, your embarrassment making his worse

Gojo waves off his words, "honey bun, this is Megu-chan, your first suitor!"

"Don't call me Megu-chan." He mutters, not bothering to clear up the other statement when the man is rambling something about your 'love story'. He looks up, sparing another glance at you.

You've removed yourself from Gojo a little, your brown eyes making contact with his blue ones.

Simultaneously, you both hide your faces

It's four people in the house but to be honest, it feels more like two

Usually, Gojo is out settling clan business or off on a mission, it's different than before though, Gojo's not neglectful, always making sure they have double of what they need and bathing them in nice comments

And he usually makes it home by dinner

It's honestly really nice (but never tell Gojo he said that)

The reason you don't count though is that you're really...

Quiet

He doesn't even know if that's the right description of you, you're almost like a ghost

The few times that he has laid his eyes on you, you disappear faster than he can blink

Usually, he would assume it's a him problem, but Tsumiki faces the same issues

"Do you think she hates us?" Tsumiki says one day, fiddling with her fingers.

Somehow, it makes him feel better that Tsumiki has the same struggles.

He shrugs, "I don't know, I thought she was mute, but she introduced herself fine the first time so..."

Tsumiki nods in agreement, she moves from playing with her fingers to playing with her hair, "I hope she doesn't hate us, she seems so nice."

"How would you know?" He mutters, "she doesn't even say anything to us."

Tsumiki frowns, opening her mouth to argues but then closes it in thought, "you have a point..." She reluctantly concedes.

Somehow, the win doesn't make him feel better, stomach twisting at the thought of you not liking them.

Of you not liking him

But one fateful day changes everything

"H-hello." You stutter out, looking at the two of them with wide eyes. Their eyes move from the TV screen to your surprising declaration.

Tsumiki eyes bulge out but she snaps her mouth shut out of fear of scaring you away. Megumi hopes that he doesn't share his sister's surprised look (which makes her look like a fish gasping for breath), forcing himself to remain calm.

He doesn't think he's heard your voice since Gojo introduced you all.

"D-dad won't be coming home today...a-and he said we could order food," You bite your lip, "d-do you guys want pizza?"

Tsumiki nods so quickly that he's scared her nose might start bleeding, "that sounds wonderful!"

When your eyes fall to him, he gives a simple nod. "That sounds really good."

You relax, and Megumi didn't notice how tense you were at the thought of a disagreement.

You poke your fingers through a hole in your shirt. "...C-can one of you order for us?"

Tsumiki shoots up, "I can!" She volunteers, already rushing to grab the landline.

You watch her with relief, and Megumi can already see the cogs in your head turning, you thinking about going back to your room.

He doesn't want you to go

"Do you wanna watch a movie with us?" He blurts out.

You jump at the words, surprise evident on your face. You point to yourself as if to ask Me?

He nods, looking away with embarrassment from how red his face is turning, "yeah, it would be nice to talk to you..."

When you don't respond, he looks to you and god he wishes he hadn't.

You're smiling, a smile that lights you up. Gone is the usual worry on your, eyes soft with joy and crinkled because of how wide your grin is

You're beautiful

"Okay..." You respond, softly, "I-i would like that."

He nods absentmindedly, aware that he's staring but he's under a spell, he doesn't know how to look away.

"Do you guys want garlic knots?" Tsumiki yells from the other room.

"Y-yes please!" You respond back, voice soft even when raised.

You turn back to Megumi and award him with another smile, "I-i need t-to call my dad really quick-- b-but I'll come back to watch the movie with you guys!"

He watches you go, butterflies in his stomach.

He buries his face in his hands.

Oh god

He has a crush

[chuluoyi]

Me thinks baby boy gojo would be a little bit jealous with baby nanamin because papa and baby nanamin look like they're having fun with all the giggle and laugh shared between the two. When he realizes that its nothing though, baby gojo would coo and want to play with baby nanamin because shes younger than him and looks like a small doll

AWWW😭 baby gojo and baby nanamin— just imagine how he expresses interest in her :’)

“papa… she is cute.”

“oh, who?”

“nanami-chan… she kinda looks like a small doll…”

[doctorsiren]

Like with any media I get into, an AU is sure to follow, so here’s something @sleepysquib and I have been cooking up!

We wanted Haibara to live, that was it :D

Here’s a “brief” summary of his whole deal:

During August 2007, his second year at Tokyo Jujutsu High School, he went on a mission with fellow second year Nanami Kento. The mission’s level turned out to be higher than expected. Haibara received critical wounds, but was able to escape with Nanami with their lives. He was healed by Shoko’s reverse curse healing technique.

After his brush with death, he realized that he needed to be taking this more seriously. That, combined with Geto’s betrayal, led him to becoming less naive. However, he didn’t want to lose his positivity, so he focused on increasing his abilities through his emotions, eventually becoming promoted to Grade 1.

After graduation, Nanami still ran from the life of a jujutsu sorcerer, while Haibara stayed in that world. He saw his role as something akin to a superhero, and took it in stride, calling himself “Cupid” and being very public about his status. He quickly became popular and gained a fanbase, taking pictures and signing autographs for them when he has time.

Being received well by the media and being good on camera, Haibara became somewhat of a PR boy for the jujutsu sorcerers. He could make a bad situation sound less terrible through his natural charm.

Nanami and Haibara remained best friends during the time that Nanami was working as a salaryman. Eventually, Nanami learned the bakery lesson and realized his place was as a sorcerer. He returned to that life and was quickly paired with Haibara for many missions.

Haibara knows that the world isn’t the happy place he wishes, but he tries to be the change he wants to see and spreads positivity. He also does this in hopes of lessening the amount of cursed spirits created by the negative emotions of humans.

As a result of always expressing positivity, his negative emotions are naturally bottled up. He does this on purpose, stockpiling his negative emotions so he can release and harness their power if a battle becomes that dire. His last resort is to unleash his negative emotions, which increases his power greatly for a brief period of time. After this burst of power, he is left exhausted and drained and will need to recover. He is aware that he is being “toxically positive” but does so to increase his power with negativity later.

He doesn’t express joy all the time and doesn’t force himself to express it every moment of the day, but he will always express positivity in public and during battles to keep up morale and his image (although he doesn’t care about image in a narcissistic way).

He is liked by most people and others vent and confide in him. The personal sharing of their negative emotions adds to that stockpile that he can use if necessary.

Haibara tries to not express his own negative emotions to others because it will decrease that stockpile inside and he knows he needs to save that for dangerous battles. He knows it’s not healthy but he does it for the good of Japan, seeing himself as a superhero.

Much like a cursed spirit, his greater power increases when those around him have expressed negative emotions, but he doesn’t like to acknowledge the fact that he has something in common with cursed spirits.

Lives by the mottos of “With great power comes great responsibility” and “greet the world with open arms”

[pretty-toru]

˖♡ - ̗̀ ⇢ 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐝

Satoru coming into parenthood wished that he knew little daughters have a way to grab daddies heart unlike anything else in the world.

He didn't know he could like a million special drawings and the fairytale story that entails you and him and your daughter living in an enchanting castle. The flowers that she will carefully pick for him and decorate on his head because it matches or complements his blue eyes or snowy hair when the three of you are having a nice picnic. When she's at the age where she becomes craftier and makes him heart-shaped sugar holders or cute frog plant pots. Even though there's some flaws and imperfections he loves that it's made for him and not a day goes by where he doesn't use it.

There's also the time where Satoru stumbles across his daughter playing with your makeup and he asks his little sweetheart what she's up to now, and she explains that she's getting ready for a princess tea party with Terrybear and Elephanty (Megumi named his gifts to her). When she returns to applying blush on her cheeks, she turns to him again and goes, "Daddy, do you want to look pretty too? And join the tea party?" Say no more because he's already slipping beside her and he'll never decline to spending time with his precious angel.

You can hear soft giggles and laughter coming from your bedroom so you'd check up on your two babies (yes, Satoru is baby) to find them getting all dolled up and you love that they're having so much fun together because he's usually away from home to maintain the balance of the world. Satoru tells you later that night how he loves being a dad and gushes about what a wonderful and beautiful daughter you both have.

[hnychn]

I AM HIM, AS HE IS ME

SUMMARY — If there is anything that is universally acknowledged to be wholly true and incontestable, it’s that Gojo Satoru loves his daughter more than anything in the world. But does she know that?

AUTHOR’S NOTE — i got into a huge argument with my father a while back and it’s been weighing on my conscience. this series is largely based on our relationship and it’s been so therapeutic to write everything out and indirectly give myself an ending i want. the series isn’t complete, if anything, it’s no where near done. i want to make sure everything is perfect before i even think about posting the first chapter. its been so long since i’ve felt this strong need to write and i forgot how much of a beautiful feeling it is. everywhere i look and everything i see gives me so much inspiration for this series. but for now, here’s a little sneak peak of my new child.

(i am him as he is me spotify playlist)

SERIES WARNINGS — heavy religious themes, female reader, satosugu, heavy angst, child abuse, childhood neglect, reader is a brat in the beginning, reader is assumed to be a person of color, gojo’s canon age doesn’t make sense, so everyone is aged up by a couple years, etc.

TOTAL WORD COUNT — tbd…

BEFORE YOU READ — the reader is mentioned to be a third year at jujutsu tech, and i completely understand the ages and time line don’t add up, but for the sake of creativity, let’s all just pretend it makes sense and ignore the age inconsistencies. <33 thank you!! <33

PREVIEW —

The rhythmic buzz of the cicadas and the sweltering humidity of the summer air marked the beginning of summer and the end of… everything. Satoru could feel the material of his pants begin to stick to his legs the longer he sat on the rotting wooden bench. The train tracks before him were rusted and old; they had weathered the storm of time and had the marks to prove it. These tracks were the end. The led you to the beginning. All Satoru had to do was wait.

—

“Maybe it was because I knew she would always come back to me. Maybe I was testing her love for me. Maybe I wanted to push her away before she pushed me away.”

“That’s a lot of maybes.”

“There’s a lot of regret.”

Satoru could still feel the weight of that nostalgic love and regret in his stomach. It has buried itself so deep within him, he’s hardly sure anything would make it go away. The woman next to him looks different now; youthful, free. Satoru wants that. But does he deserve it?

I AM HIM, AS HE IS ME [MASTERLIST]

— CHAPTER ONE: “He Doesn’t Know I Learned it From Him.”

Gojo Satoru, in all aspects, is a God reborn. He holds the world and its universes in the palm of his flaming hand; unknowingly burning everything he holds dear.

— CHAPTER TWO: “I Was a Girl Gulping a Woman’s Grief.”

With an emotionally distant mother and a father plagued with a god complex, there weren’t many people you could look up to. maybe, you have to look down.

— CHAPTER THREE: “Do You Believe Me When I Tell You I’m Trying to be Better?”

With tensions at an all-time high, it’s hard to ignore what has gone neglected for so long. Dams are broken and feelings are hurt, but if there’s one thing everyone knows, it’s that Gojo Satoru loves his daughter more than anything. But does she know that?

— CHAPTER FOUR: “The Unbearable Lightness of Being.”

There is nothing more heroic than the sacrifices made by a mother. But what is born of those sacrifices made? Virtue? Honour? Strength? You knew the answer to that question all too well: Guilt.

— CHAPTER FIVE: “Desperation Sits Heavy on my Tongue.”

You and your father are more alike than either of you are led to believe. He doesn’t reach. You don’t beg. Where does the tension snap?

— CHAPTER SIX: “Through Heaven and Earth, I Alone am the Honoured One.”

Hymns were sung at his birth and prophecies were written for his future, in all aspects, Gojo Satoru was a god reborn. But who is a God to a little girl searching for her father?

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

hi there 👋. If you're still accepting prompts. there's not much satosho kid artworks out there so I was wondering if you'd like to draw a satosho lil family with their lovechild present. Could be tiressan's kid hc melon/taichi or your own. Love your works as always! thankyou for being a blessing to the satosho fandom 💕💕💕

Sorry took some liberty and just drew Satoru with his little princess. I am very convinced that Gojo would be the best girl dad

[sttoru]

just came back to say . NOBARA COMEBACK !!!&:&:’dnkd I NEVER DOUBTED THAT SHE WOULD RETURN GOD BLESS ☝🏽

[nanamisonholiday]

PervyDbf!Gojo pt 2

PervyDbf!Gojo x fem!reader

reader is Geto's daughter

Pt 1 PT3 do enjoy sluts

tw: fingering ;) just pervypervgojo

PervyDbf!Gojo who is fighting every living cell in his body not to act on his temptations, but it is awfully fucking hard when you prance around in your tiny lounge shorts set around your home. Sinful skin on full show when you bend over to pick something up. Or the way you paw at your sleeves as you lazily lean over the counter to steal some of his sweets. He should grab you and show you how fucking much of an oblivious tease you’re being

PervyDbf!Gojo who goes absolutely feral for the size difference between him and yourself. Even seeing other large men tower over you does something to his sick brain. All blood happily and hurriedly rushing down south. The fact you have to look up at him through your fluttery eyelashes everytime you speak to him anyone makes his skin hot and his mind blank. You would get anything you want when you look up at him like that. He’s not ashamed of it at all.

PervyDbf!Gojo who hates sharing your attention. Even a hint of jealousy lingers in his body when you pay no one any mind but your father. It’s gross- he’s your dad of course your a daddys girl. But Gojo can’t help it, the way his nostrils flare when he thinks you’ve spent enough time clinging to your dad than you have with himself- sends him into a mood that he has to check himself on. Forcing a smile with his pearly whites when you finally turn to look at him and usher him over to you. Finally- you’re giving him attention

PervyDbf!Gojo who insists on standing directly behind you on a train ‘f’safety reasons’ ignoring your furrowed brow and lets his large hands hold onto the pole to stay steady. His front bumping into you at nearly every given movement. The crowded train conceals his perverse movements when he subtly ruts his dick into your back. Rock solid by the time you both arrive to your destination with nothing but breathy sighs and a dust of pink on his cheeks to show he was being anything but innocent.

PervyDbf!Gojo who will do everything in his power to NOT dip his fingers under the waistband of your panties under the god damn soft blanket covering You, Nanami, and himself. You’re happily wedged between the two men, leaning towards Nanami as one of your legs is hiked up on Gojos thigh giving him space to happily rest his hand on your inner thigh. Fingers dangerously close to your core, only a thrust of your hips and he would feel the softness of your pussy. He was doing so well

PervyDbf!Gojo who internally screams with glee when your body jolts at a jump scare- thanking anyone and everyone who was watching over him when his fingers ‘accidentally’ poke and prod at your damp panties because of your own movements. It’s your fault really.

PervyDbf!Gojo who smirks to himself at your wide eyes as you clutch onto Nanami, the man unaware of whats goijg on under the blanket. Gojo ignores your looks to slowly test the waters by rubbing the stiff nub under your panties. You feel like screaming with the heat rushing up your neck and cheeks. Face nudging into Nanamis shoulder to hide away from the current pleasure you’re recieving from your dads oldest and bestest friend.

PervyDbf!Gojo who makes eye contact with your dad as he plunges two long thick fingers in your heat. Your dad not even noticing the secretive movement of his bestfriends hand too focussed on whispering some inside joke only Gojo would get. The pair of them laughing and snickering to each other all the while you’re getting fingered under a blanket as your smushed by two of your fathers friends

PervyDbf!Gojo who makes you cum on his fingers- Nanami noticing that familiar shudder of pleasure coming from your body. Only to give Saturo Gojo a death stare once he finally catches on to whats happened. Not Gojo relishing in the jealousy that’s coming off of Kento Nanami. Not that the blonde would admit it.

PervyDbf!Gojo who keeps his hand over your wet cunt during the rest of the movie. Ignoring your attempts to shift his hand away from you. Instead gripping you as a warning to stay still- to which you silently do

PervyDbf!Gojo who debates ruining his life for you- he would. He would lose it all for you. All you had to do was say the words

PervyDbf!Gojo who moans your name when he fucks other women. When he fucks his fists. When he humps the bed. It’s your name leaving past his shaky lips

PervyDbf!Gojo who is jealous of Nanami. The pair of them always in some sort of cockoff whenever you’re in their vicinity. It’s like you trigger the primal and feral need in them as soon as you give one of them more attention than the other. Everyone notices it- even your father at times

PervyDbf!Gojo who is showered in attention and gifts and affection and pleas from other women only for it all to fall on deaf ears as his eyes are only ever focussed on one little miss. His arm being clutched by some desperate woman who’s trying hard- very hard to inpress him with god knows what. Except he doesn’t care, he may entertain it, may indulge with a little flirting or a cheeky kiss. But at the end of the day it’s you he wants. It’s you who’s taking a cute family photo with your parents all dressed up in the outfit and shoes he had bought you. It’s you kissing Nanami’s cheek that he wants. It’s you draping yourself over a ‘pretend to be’ irritated Sukuna that he wants. Its you the boys nearer your age like Megumi and Yuuji fawn over that he wants. It’s you - the forbidden fruit that Saturo Gojo so desperately wants but can’t have.

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[daarkous]

In the darkness I will meet my creators