#gojo x shoko

[nanaslutt]

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

gojo and shoko who get a little too drunk together accidentally and find themself inside a bar bathroom dry humping each other

gojo is grabbing her ass, making her grind against the thigh he shoved between her legs. he hasn’t been drunk since he was in high school, and he forgot how much it amplifies the feeling of touch. he’s not drunk enough where he doesn’t know what’s happening, but he has a buzz in his head… and other places, lowering his inhibitions

“shoko…” he breathlessly moans between thrusts when she grips the outline of his cock through his pants. he has to bite his lip to suppress a whine when she finds the head and squeezes it through his pants.

“so hard from just a little kissing, gojo?” she teases, biting his bottom lip and making him groan.

“you’re being so sexy, it’s not fair.” he practically whines the words, pouting when she starts stroking the length of his cock. the pressure of her small hand feels so fucking good, even through the fabric, he’s unable to stop himself from thrusting into her hand.

“mmm, i like you like this.” her legs shake when she rubs her clothed pussy perfectly against his rough pants. her dress rode up over her ass, and the only thing between them is her thin panties and his pants.

“like what?” gojo asks, grunting when she squeezes his cock before turning around and pressing her ass against his cock. gojo keeps his thigh between hers, wrapping her arm against the soft of her stomach before his greedy hands slide up to find her tits.

“i like these… so big.” gojo rests his forehead against her shoulder and begins dry fucking her ass. shoko moans, pushing herself back against him thrust for thrust.

“like that, you’re not irritating me when you’re drunk. you should do it more often.” she moans. gojo grunts in return, wrapping a hand around her throat as he kisses the side of it, using his hand to keep her in place. his other hand slides inside her shirt to slip under her bra and find her bare tit.

she stifles a whine between her teeth when he pinches and rolls shokos nipple. “they’re so soft. god i knew they would be soft. i think about these a lot.” he whisperers into her neck. the heat of his breath tickles her skin, makes her legs shake with the sensitivity.

he’s so hard against her plush ass, rutting desperately with panted moans and low grunts. his cock is sliding between her ass perfectly, warming him even from inside his pants. pre-cum leaks from the tip of his cock, wetting the inside of his boxers.

“jesus satoru, you’re so big.” shoko moans, her toes curling in her shoes when he shoves his knee further between her legs to stimulate her clit, she humps against him greedily, squeezing her thighs around his.

gojo giggles, “are you talking about my dick? i thought you said it was smallll” shokos head tips back against his shoulder, baring her throat to him more as he peppers kisses and bites along her pale skin.

“kinda hard to think that when i feel you like a snake between my ass.” she jokes between moans, feeling that familiar warmth coil in her stomach.

“you know what else is kinda hard?” gojo whispers in his best seductive voice.

shoko shakes her head and reaches behind her to grab his ass, digging her nails into him. he grunts, hips stuttering while he dry humps her with such vigor the mirror on the wall is starting to shake. she’s practically being fucked against the sink at this point.

“stop” pant “fucking talking, and- make me cum, gojo.”

his hand tightens around her next and shokos mouth opens wider when the lack of oxygen makes her orgasm rush in faster. “shoko… shoko, fuck shoko.” gojo breaths into her neck between kisses. she gasps when he starts bouncing his thigh, adding more pressure to her clit. “cum for me shoko, pretend i’m inside you and cum all over my big cock.”

his words were so corny, but shoko was unable to fight her orgasm as it wracked through her body. gojo wraps both arms around her stomach, burring his head deeper into her neck when his balls release his seed into his boxers. he’s fucking her hard through stuttered thrusts, pretending he’s pushing his cock deep inside her pussy and filling her with his cum.

“fuck.” she gasps. gripping his arms with shaky hands as they fall against the sink together in a pile of messy, sticky, sweaty limbs.

“fuck is right, my boxers are soaked.” gojo breaths heavily.

“god… i mean it by the way. you really should get drunk more often.” she breaths, slowly regaining the feeling in her legs. if he was able to make her cum this hard from a little dry humping, she wondered what he could do with his cock inside her.

“you know we can have sex when im sober.” gojo retorted, looking at her though the mirror while continuing to massage her tits. his other hand joined the party and started treating them like stress toys.

she shook her head. “no, i need you to be at least tipsy before you fuck me. you’re cute like this.”

gojo pouts. “you just want to take advantage of me.”

shoko scoffs and grips his wrist. “you’re the one with your hands on my tits fucking my ass. besides, you had one shot, you big lightweight.”

gojo squinted his eyes at her like he was going to respond, before his forehead dropped onto her shoulder, his fluffy hair tickling her neck as he continued to massage her boobs. “couldn’t think of a clap back. alcohol makes me dumb.”

[cocoabell]

another prompt from the satosho discord heyoo

single-handedly providing content for my tumblr ngl

(prompt was 'stuck in a box' if it wasn't clear enough)

[dax-enfinity]

official SatoShoko content but it’s just cropped since there’s no standalone SatoShoko content that I can find of:

[pikochoo]

my last tribute

[iulovemaze]

nanashogo / nanagosho is actually so funny when you think about it. two hard working, stressed out alcoholics (nanami and shoko) and their pretty trophy wife (gojo)

Also this is fucking hilarious???? I have so many questions. How long was the call going for? Did they shit talk the higher ups together? How frequently do they have these calls and how often does gojo do this? Did nanami and shoko shake their heads in fond annoyance?

[minthe-deserved-better]

Shoko: this is a disgusting display of-

Satoru: my affection?

Shoko: No your audacity

[sincerelyamee]

Shoko always heals everyone's wounds, but who heals hers?

A tiny little [Gojo x Shoko] moment from my fic, because Shoko deserves so much more.

You really got to know Shoko back in your first year, thanks to Gojo’s unique brand of mayhem.

You still remembered fondly the day Gojo came flouncing into Shoko’s lab, wheeling a giant cage full of furious squirrels.

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” He grinned like a self-satisfied cat presenting the world’s ugliest hairball. “Got you a present, Sho!”

Shoko didn’t even glance up from her microscope. “Unless it’s a bottle of aged whiskey, I don't want it.” She dismissed flatly.

Undeterred, Gojo swept his arm toward the agitated critters. “Even better! These little furballs here got possessed by some nasty curses a few towns over. Raised quite a ruckus. Figured you’d wanna crack ‘em open, see what makes ‘em tick.”

At that, Shoko finally lifted her bloodshot gaze. The circles under her eyes almost matched the darkness of her pupils. You expected Shoko to chew him out for the unorthodox and highly unethical Valentine’s gift. Instead, her eyes lit up with manic glee.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” A hint of a smirk ghosted her lips as she approached the cage. One squirrel hissed at her.

“Ooh, feisty!” Shoko wiggled her fingers at them. “All high-grade curses!”

Gojo folded his arms, smugness radiating from him. “Knew you’d love them. Aren’t I the sweetest?”

...

Drop by my fic for more Shoko doses I swear I love her so much

[solaraines]

high school sweethearts satoshoko you will always be deeply loved by me

[emmarastic1]

I have this crazy SatoShoko theory...

Okay so what if Kenny is in the background and not shown because he is plotting some scheme, which involves Shoko. We know that Shoko is really one of the closest people that Gojo has left (from the Satoru, Shoko, Geto, Nanami, and Haibara group), just like how she has been talking about Gojo winning the fight against Sukuna and always being there for him, it's obvious that Gojo will do anything in his power to protect her. So, what if Kenny knows that after losing so many people, especially his closed ones, taking Shoko away will cause Gojo to go after him in an irrational mind? Gojo will be exhausted after the fight with Sukuna but instead of resting or thinking straight, he will directly go after Kenny to get Shoko back. While Gojo is doing that, Uraume can get her revenge by gathering minions to fight the rest of the crew, stopping them from helping Gojo. In a disconnected state, Gojo would be weak and because of that, Kenjaku can overpower and kill him. I am making this theory especially because we have this foreshadow moment where principal Yaga mentions how important Shoko is and she should be protected at all times. Now, we see Shoko voicing her opinions even more during the Gojo vs Sukuna fight which can mean that Gege is preparing to have an important role for her as soon as the fight is finished. Also, Kenny taking anyone wouldn't have the same impact as Shoko since a) she is not the fighter type and would be more vulnerable against Kenjaku and b) it will leave a much more impact not only on Gojo but also, jjk as a whole since she is THE healer (esp during a time where everyone getting injured left and right). Another note, Gojo seems to be slowing down in using his healing technique and would require Shoko to heal him properly after the fight, so again, it will be a huge impact if Shoko is taken by Kenny.

Anyway, I hope it made some sort of sense lmao (if it didn't, please ignore!)

[sentimental-idiot25]

"I don't like how things changed. I don't have anyone to talk to really since you left. But here you are, on our calls, telling me how you're making friends. And how you're living the life you've been wanting. And you're growing a whole new life...without me... You owe me nothing in reality. But we still had something y'know. But the one thing I can't shake is, no matter where you are in life, or who you're with-- you still sound sad. The glimmer in your eyes hasn't come back in years." ~scene that i'll eventually write for Satoshoko

[tiressian]

I don’t have any fic ideas right now, but November 7 (Shoko’s bday) and December 7 (Gojo’s bday) are coming up, could be fun 👀

There is also November 22, which is the halfway date between their birthdays and incidentally that is also Good Couple Day in Japan 👀

Anyway open invite to any fellow writers/artists to join in 🙂✌️if I can scrounge some brainrot see you there haha!

[cocoabell]

My entry for the Satosho Discord prompt week "Jealousy"

Did this one rather quickly and honestly I like the result ayy

[dax-enfinity]

Why do you like Shoko x Gojo? I do too! It’s just I have a hard time explaining why. I think it's being of the deflection and My Girl needs more recognition

Hello!

I really like SatoShoko (Shoko x Gojo) because I’ve gotten way too attached to Shoko as a character and I feel like she needs some love!

I also like her dynamic with Gojo compared to other characters (by other characters I mean the other staff members at Tokyo Jujutsu Tech and the Kyoto branch)

Since other characters tend to see Gojo as hotheaded or someone that’s too much to handle, they also seem to be annoyed at him and blame him as a cause of stress, but Shoko does not.

She teases him, goes barhopping with him in the second light novel, and they’ve known each other since high school too!

Not to mention as a ship they are pretty angst in canon I mean, the miscommunication trope goes CRAZY with them.

[mxtchaas]

Satoru and Shoko drawing i did for a friend :D

[iulovemaze]

gojo: sometimes i don't know if I love how much i fear shoko or fear how much I love her

[minthe-deserved-better]

SATOSHOKO

"Ijichi!?" Satoru deadpanned as his friend fixed the bow-tie around his neck. "Ijichi of all fucking people?!"

Satoru didn’t find a tie necessary for graduation.

He didn’t find it necessary for any occasion actually.

But especially considering the fact that his graduating class consisted all of three people, the decision to write the occasion off as informal wasn’t particularly difficult.

In all honestly he had considered skipping the entire event all together, finding amusement in horror that would be both flashed and shared across the faces of his parents and sensei alike. Plus the smirk that would be sported by his two classmates acted as enough motivation in of itself.

However that was until Shoko had invited herself into his dorm one night. Small box in hand that, after tearing the wrapping paper to shreds, contained a small yellow tie. Silk by the feel of it. With her quote saying “I’ve always liked the color on you.”

And how could he say no to something like that?Yellow was his favorite color after all. It reminded him of the softness of Shoko’s bed comforter, the safety and validity of their friendship.

There was a time when he hated the color and everything associated with it. He refused to wear it for months as a child. Wouldn't even eat candy with that particular hue.

Something about the overzealous color made his cynical, yet adolescent self inwardly cringe. Didn’t like the way it clashed with almost every other color on the wheel, being so incredibly opposite of the blues he much preferred for totally unbiased reasons.

But all it took was for Shoko to tell his 16 year old self that the color made her smile and catch Shoko wearing a light yellow, boarder line cream colored blouse that tied above her belly button on a beach in Okinawa to make him realize that yellow really wasn’t all that bad.

"Don't you start with me,Satoru." She finished the bow-tie and patted his chest. Spinning on her literal heels to face her bathroom mirror again.

"Of all the douche bags in that school, you had to pick him?" He groaned.

"Okay, one, he isn't a douche bag. He’s just shy. And two," She held up the appropriate amount of fingers, "I said nothing when you decided to play kissy face with Mei Mei for five months!"

Satoru winced at the memory. "That's different."

"It is not!"

"Mei Mei tortured you during our first year. And she apologized for it."

"She only apologized after she had your dick in her mouth!"

"Be that as it may," Gojo bit back his smile, "She still did it. Ijichi is insufferable. Won’t even look me in the eyes when he talks”

"Because you’ve got unsettling eyes. Plus you and Geto absolutely terrorize the kid.”

"I don't want to get into the logistics of it all..."

"So don't."

His best friend applied a final coat of her lipgloss. She could feel him staring at her reflection in the mirror so she met his eyes.

"Satoru, he’s sweet , and is good to me. He's the first guy to be good to me in forever. (Besides himself of course)I think he loves me."

The wistful look in her eyes was enough to make him downcast his in shame.

"I'm sorry, Sho." Though the apology was for her, he spoke it to his shiny new shoes.The ones his parents had sent to him for the sole purpose of wearing today. “You deserve to be happy."

"Hey," The tip of her index finger pushed at his chin, tilting it as high as he usually held it. He tried to look everywhere but her beautifully made up face. Shoko was having none of it. She used her thumb to hold him steady.

Her dark eyes clashed with an emotion too intense to put a name on. "I love you, stupid. I'll love you even if you beat up my boyfriend."

"Is that you giving me permission?" He joked weakly to lighten the mood. Her eye roll was one for the books. "I love you too." Satoru added as more of an after thought.

"I know you do." Shoko leaned past him to grab her graduation gown from the hook near her dresser. Pulling a face when she slid it on her arms and saw the way it clashed with her white dress.

"God, why do we have to wear such an awful shade of blue?"

"I like it." He shrugged. His gown was already on and zipped. "It's a royal color."

“Cause you’re a fucking prince huh?”

"Must you always argue with me, woman?"

Shoko’s bedroom door swung open while she was laughing at her best friend. The third of their trio welcoming himself in.

"You guys take for fucking ever."

Geto threw his arms across Satoru’s shoulder, knowing better than to potentially mess up Shoko’s hair or freshly ironed gown.

“Some of us take longer to look good Suguru.”

He smirked, glancing at her through the mirror.

“A problem Im happy to not have.”

“Screw you!”

“Your boyfriend wouldn’t like that Sho. Speaking of which-“ He motioned behind him with his thumb. "He’s waiting for you with your parents . The gentleman got you some flowers.The nice ones too.”

Shoko smiled to herself and the realization that had never really been lost on Geto, but had been abhorrently denied by Satoru, situated itself in front of the trio. The truth that high school had brought them memories. A kind of co-dependency that wasn’t a hindrance to anyone involved, but graduation was a sick reminder that brought them opportunities that didn’t depend on one another the way they had before.

The truth made Satoru nauseous.

"I told him not to make a huge deal out of it." She smiled.” I don’t want him to see me yet.”

Satoru rolled his eyes.

“You’re not getting married or anything.”

Geto flicked him In between the space of his eyebrows.

“Don’t be a dick.”

He scoffed, pushing his hand away.

“I’m not, but like c’mon, you don’t think that’s kinda ridiculous?”

Suguru shrugged, sliding his arm from Gojo’s shoulder to wrap Shoko in a tight hug , forgoing his previous efforts to not mess up her hair and gown.

“I think you’re just bitter because you can’t monopolize her time anymore.”

Shoko snickered, looking over Geto’s shoulder to tease Satoru.

“I don’t monopolize her time, she just happens to give a lot of it to me. A joint effort kinda thing.”

Shoko shrugged, moving past Geto and to the door of her room.

“Well whatever explanation you come up with, just please be nice to him.” She looked at them both as she spoke. “Karma might take it as a sign and maybe send you someone who can handle you.”

He grinned, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“No one handles me better than you.”

“That’s the problem Satoru.”

She groaned walking towards the hallway, fully prepared to be welcomed by both her parents and the lucky bastard that had managed to weasel his way into her good graces.

His parents had to be paying her or something.

"God, you totally wanna bone her or something.”

Geto adjusted the cap on his head.

"Eat shit." Satoru shoved him to the side, adjusting his tie after the fact. “I’m being a good friend.”

"Doesn’t matter what you were trynna be. Ijichi beat you to it." He was only half joking. "A wolfish grin took over his face. “Bet she liked it too.”

“I’m gonna kill him.”

Geto nodded, not disagreeing.

“Well you like getting in trouble anyways. You always have that stupid smile when she’s yelling at you.”

And Satoru snickered, knowing that there wasn’t much he could say to prove otherwise.

”Kinda turns me on, not gonna lie to you.”

“You're sick Satoru.”

He barked out a laugh, mixing him with his shoulder as they walked.

”Her parents like me more though, got that going for me.”

Geto straightened out the wrinkles of his gown, squinting with an amusing amount of concentration.

“Her parents like everyone. Said I had great hair.”

Gojo peered over his shoulder, observing the carefully crafted bun on his head. Didn’t take him long to make the decision to mess it up, running his hands through it all.

“Yeah, so wear it down on our special day. You look like a pretty princess.”

“Why, so you can be my prince?”

“Yeah and then Shoko will have to want me.”

He cringed, embarrassed by association.

“You’re pathetic.”