#jjkfanfic

[ayumigotabittoolonely]

They tampered your birth pills

Sypnosis : they tampered your birth pills when you wanted to focus on your career (you are 23)

Other jjk characters

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Gojo Satoru

Nanami kento

Ryomen sukuna

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[ponderingmoonlight]

And yet, you're here

Pairing: Geto x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,8k

Synopsis: Years after Suguru left, you're still not able to get him off your mind. When he reappears years after his betrayal, the past collides with the present. Unexpected, in a way you didn't even dare to dream about.

Warnings: this isn't proofread 100%, the emotional rollercoaster you deserve, hurt to comfort big time, this is for all my geto girlies who deserve their happy ending

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„He’s a threat for the whole population!”

“We need to kill that brat before he kills all non-sorcerers.”

“I can’t believe someone like him was able to do something like…that.”

“So much wasted potential. Why does a special grade sorcerer act this way?”

“I thought he’s a nice boy.”

“So, you’re not one of those nice guys I guess.”

The sun already hung so low in the sky that you were barely able to see his soft features, let alone the surprised look that crept over his face while hearing those words coming from your mouth.

“Are you talking about me or Satoru?”

You let out one of those cute chuckles he adored so much, the kind he heard in his head on repeat even when you were long gone. Gosh, he couldn’t get enough of this. Those lonely nights with only you and a cigarette by his side, the countless hours he spent trying to understand you while it was his mind that slowly but surely fell apart.

“Nope, I’m always talking about you, Suguru.”

“What am I if not a nice guy, then?”

Sure, Satoru Gojo was his one and only best friend, but you were something else entirely: An unspoken bond that lived in the spaces between words, in glances that lingered just a moment too long. You weren’t a lover, not in the conventional sense, but you weren’t just a friend either. You were a mirror to his soul, the keeper of truths he couldn't bear to speak aloud, and the only person who could hold the weight of his silence without it breaking you both.

“You’re... complicated,” you finally replied, the word laced with warmth rather than judgment.

“You’re the kind of person who feels too much but hides it too well. The kind who would burn the world down if it meant saving the people you love. Not everyone understands that, but I do. Or at least I’m convinced I do.”

Suguru’s lips twitched into a faint smile, more melancholic than amused.

“Complicated, huh? That’s one way to put it.”

“And dangerous,” you added lightly, the hint of a smile in your voice.

“But not in the way they think. Not to me.”

His expression softened, the darkness in his eyes easing for just a moment as he stared at you.

“Not to you,” he echoed, as though testing the words on his tongue, letting them sink into the cracks of his fraying soul.

Till this day, that one last conversation both of you had on that lonely bench still haunts him. The way you looked at him back then, as if you’d already knew that you might never see him again, as if you just counted the hours until he goes berserk.

What are you thinking about him now?

Is he still on your mind?

Are you hating him the way Satoru does?

“You’re thinking about her again, don’t you?”

Fuck. He thought about you.

Again.

Suguru lets out a sharp exhale, the sound halfway between a sigh and a laugh, bitter enough to sting his own ears. How pathetic he has to look to the people surrounding him. When he walked down this path, he knew that he’ll have to do it without you, that he won’t be able to see you again. And yet…

Losing you seems to hurt more than anything else.

 “Of course I am,” he admits to his assistant, his voice low and rough like gravel underfoot.

“Not like I can help it. She’s everywhere, even when she’s not. It’s ridiculous.”

There it is again, your face ghosting through his mind. Other than Satoru and Shoko, you never really tried to find him. If you wanted to, you would, right? Maybe you’re too mad at him for all the things he’s done. Or maybe you already forgot about him.

 “But it doesn’t matter, does it? She’s gone. Just like everything else.”

For a moment, he closes his eyes, trying to drown out the memories, the sound of your laugh, the way your voice softened when you said his name, the weight of your eyes on him as if you could see through all the lies he told himself. He’d burn every memory if he could, let them smolder in the same fire that consumed the rest of his life.

“Besides. She’d hate me now, just like everyone else. Maybe she was just waiting for me to turn into the monster she saw coming.”

“Stop stewing in these thoughts, that doesn’t matter anymore. We’re expecting another bunch of monkeys in half an hour.”

But even as she said it, the words tasted wrong. It shouldn’t matter that he can still feel the warmth of your gaze, your unwavering belief in him, and yet it cuts deeper than any accusation ever could. Suguru shakes his head while straightening his shoulders, eyes locked onto Manami in front of him in order to force you off his mind.

“Doesn’t matter,” he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper, as though trying to convince himself.

“It’s too late for that now. So, where’s the monkeys?”

“Why did I know I’d find you here?”

His voice startles you, making you jump slightly. You turn to see none other than Satoru Gojo standing there, hands in his pockets, his white hair catching the fading sunlight. The sunglasses perched on his nose don’t quite hide the sharp edge in his expression he usually wears around you.

“Because I’m always here, I guess,” you reply softly, your tone as tired as the circles under your eyes appear.

“And I told you to stop a long time ago,” Satoru bites back, his voice bitter, cutting.

“The Suguru you knew… he’s gone.”

The weight of his words lands hard, though they’re not new. He’s said them before, with the same venom in his voice, every time you bring up Suguru or the past.

“I know. I’ve always known.”

“Then why do you keep punishing yourself? Dropping out of Jujutsu High when everyone needed you didn’t bring him back. Hiding out here doesn’t change anything, y’know?”

“It wasn’t about bringing him back, Satoru,” you snap, your voice sharper than you intend.

“It was about… letting him go. You wouldn’t understand.”

“Try me,” he challenges, stepping closer.

“I’ve spent years watching people destroy themselves over things they can’t fix. I know the look in your eyes - you miss him. You always have. But you didn’t even try to stop him when he turned his back on us.”

You flinch, his words hitting a nerve.

“Because it wasn’t my place. I wasn’t like you, Gojo. I wasn’t his best friend. I wasn’t strong enough to drag him back kicking and screaming or to stand in his way. All I could do was… let him live the way he decided to. I thought… maybe if I stayed behind, if I didn’t follow him, he’d understand that I believed in him, that I trust him and his actions, the path he chooses. That I’d be here if he ever wanted to come back.”

Satoru’s shoulders tense, his jaw tightening. He never understood. Until this day, he never wrapped his head around the fact that you didn’t try to stop his best friend back then. You, who had more power over Suguru than himself.

God, how much he hates that disgusting truth until now.

“And look where that got you,” he mutters.

You look away, your hands gripping the edge of the bench for support.

“I never expected to see him again, Satoru. I didn’t think I’d matter enough to him for that.”

The silence between you stretches thin, brittle as glass.

“Do you think he hates me?” you ask, your voice barely audible.

“For staying behind? For not going after him?”

Gojo doesn’t answer, which is answer enough. You know he blames you, at least a little, for what happened. For not doing more. For leaving everything to him. For allowing Suguru to turn his back on Jujutsu High.

“Suguru hating you? Never. I bet he still thinks about you every damn day”, Satoru mutters under his breath before turning on his heels and leaving you standing in the rain.

Suguru, still thinking about you? You shake your head vehemently, not allowing that absurd thought into your brain. If he would miss you, he’d visit you, right? In all those years, he never lifted a finger in order to find you.

You were right there. In your small apartment, at jujutsu high.

Maybe he forgot about you after all.

“Me? Forgetting you? I’d never be able to do that, (y/n).”

Maybe some promises are meant to be broken.

-a few evenings later-

You’ve drank too much.

You always do when Shoko isn’t with you, when no one’s around to watch you. But even though you emptied a whole bottle of liqueur on your own, you still aren’t able to forget him. Fuck, his face is glued onto your mind like a second skin, never leaves you even though you drink enough to forget your own name.

Will it always feel like this? Will that ache ever go away?

“What are you thinking about, handsome?”

“Something I’ve lost some while ago”, you mumble, absently swirling your glittery cocktail around.

“That’s a bummer.”

You don’t even gift the random stranger next to you a look, the guy who smells like cheap cigarettes so vehemently that you feel like throwing up.

Maybe it’s time to call it a day.

“Yeah. Whatever.”

You spring back onto your feet, the alcohol vibrating through your veins. You were never much of a drinker back then, only shared a cigarette with Suguru from time to time. But this became your only way to numb the pain. At least for a few hours, at least for some time.

The cold air of the night hits your face like a wall. Even though it’s far past midnight, the city buzzes in street light, laughter and cries. And yet, all you’re able to think about is him again. His laugh, his voice, the way he used to look at you when he thought no one else was watching. Is it wrong to long for him? Is it disgusting that you couldn’t care less about the things he’s done those past years, about what he’d become?

You shake your head, trying to dispel the thoughts, but they cling to you, stubborn and relentless. Why can’t you just stop? Stop longing for something that will never happen, stop running after a person who is long gone? Suguru won’t come back, you won’t just meet him on a random street-

The click of footsteps catches your attention. Heavy, yet elegant footsteps across the still busy street.

At first, you think it’s just another stranger wandering through the city’s darkened streets. But something about the rhythm - steady, purposeful - sets your nerves on edge. Something about this feels familiar.

You glance up, your heart skipping a beat as your gaze meets a pair of familiar dark brown eyes.

Suguru Geto.

The world around you blurs, the sounds of the city fading into silence. It’s him, unmistakably him. His hair is longer than you remember, strands sticking to his face from what looks like rain, or maybe it’s sweat. Blood splatters ruin his clothes and the sharp line of his jaw, painting a stark, gruesome picture paired with those cold orbs. His expression is unreadable, but his eyes… they’re searching, watching your every move.

You should run, or scream, or yell at him – at least something that shows him what he put you through.

Anything.

He’s the same man who left you, who walked away from everything, from you. He, who didn’t even tell you about his true feelings, who didn’t care about the consequences of his actions, who didn’t even ask you to join. All those miserable nights you imagined him sitting next to you on that bench, the bottles of alcohol you’ve drank just to forget his name. He needs to pay for it, needs to know what he did to you by leaving you behind.

But instead, your feet move of their own accord, closing the distance between you in an instant.

Before he can react, you throw your arms around him so, pulling him into a tight embrace.

Suguru freezes, his body stiff against yours. He doesn’t move, doesn’t speak, as if the sheer force of your presence has left him powerless. You bury your face against his chest, not caring about the blood, the grime, or the hurricane of questions swirling in your mind. All you care about is the fact that he’s here, alive, and solid beneath your touch. You can feel him – not only in your dreams, but for real.

Suguru is here.

He’s alive.

He’s right between your arms.

The scent of him - familiar, though tinged with something darker - fills your senses, dragging you back into a world you thought you’d never touch again. Tears sting your eyes, but you bite them back, unwilling to let them fall.

“Suguru,” you whisper, your voice trembling.

Finally, he moves. His arms lift hesitantly, then wrap around you with a force that knocks the air out of your lungs. He holds you like he’s afraid you’ll disappear any given minute, his grip firm and desperate. His head dips slightly, and for a moment, you think you feel him trembling too.

“What are you doing?”

His voice is rough, low, almost broken.

“I don’t know,” you admit, your voice muffled against his chest.

“I just… I missed you.”

He pulls back just enough to look at you, his dark eyes scanning your face as if trying to memorize every detail.

“You shouldn’t be here,” he mutters, his tone a mixture of regret and warning.

“Neither should you,” you counter, your gaze unwavering.

Suguru’s lips twitch, almost forming a smile, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. He lifts a hand, his fingers brushing against your cheek as though testing if you’re real.

“You should hate me.”

“Maybe I should,” you reply, your voice steady despite the storm raging inside you.

God, you’re so furious at him. Mad because he ran away, mad because he left you standing in the rain.

Mad because this is actually the first time Suguru Geto hugged you.

“But I don’t. I guess I could never hate you.”

His expression falters, the mask he’s worn for so long cracking just enough to reveal the man beneath. The one you knew, the one you loved in a way you never fully understood. And for the first time since leaving everything behind, he feels that small ray of sunshine taking in his heart again.

“You don’t know what I’ve done, what I’ve become. I was so sure you’ll hate me like everyone else.”

“I know enough. And I don’t care. You’re still Suguru Geto, aren’t you?”

He exhales sharply, the sound almost like a laugh, though there’s no humor in it. You, not caring about the fact that he ended countless lives out of his own fulfilment? You, a jujutsu sorcerer who always protected those monkeys?

“You’re too good for this,” he bites back, shaking his head.

“Too good for me.”

“Don’t decide that for me,” you snap, surprising even yourself with your suddenly so sharp tone.

“You don’t get to make that choice. You already did when you left without saying goodbye”

The silence between you stretches, heavy with unspoken words. You’re right and he knows it. But… Was it really a possibility to take you with him back then? Was there a tiny chance that you…would have joined him?

Slowly, he leans his forehead against yours, his eyes closing as though seeking comfort in your presence. No, he doesn’t want to think this through. Not right now. Not when he feels your heart pound against his body, not when you’re this close to him for the very first time.

“I thought I’d never see you again,” he admits, his voice barely a whisper.

“I told myself it was better that way.”

“And yet you’re here,” you point out softly.

“And yet I’m here,” he echoes, his lips curving into a faint, bitter smile.

For a moment, it’s just the two of you. No blood, no curses, no jujutsu, no past or future. Just the weight of the present, fragile and fleeting. And for now, that’s enough.

For now, simply holding the man you thought you’ve lost forever on a random street is more than enough to make you feel whole again.

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[pinkystyro]

Under the bar - Toji Fushiguro .ᐟ ˎˊ

꩜ STORY CONTEXT: Toji is your boyfriend, he works in a night bar, you are going to pay him a little naughty visit.

꩜ WHAT INCLUDES : TojiFushiguroxfem.reader, smut, nsfw, sucking cock, gagging, insulting, pulling hair, oral sex in public, teasing, frustation, deep troath, swallow cum.

₊˚ෆ I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE A LIKE AND A REBLOG !

Enjoy pookie! ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

Toji works at a night bar, he's the barista of this place, he prepares cocktails and other types of drinks. He's very talented at it and the truth is that it's very attractive to see him work that way.

You and Toji had been a couple for 4 years, the best years of your life without a doubt. Toji took care of you like no one else did, he made you feel loved and protected and made you laugh until you cried. He was also the only one who had known how to please you properly in bed, no one fucked you like he did.

One day when Toji was working as usual at his night bar, you entered through the back of the place and sneaked under the bar, lightly touching Toji's leg, so he knew you were under there.

When he saw you he was quite surprised and tried to say something to you, but you stopped him by placing your index finger on your lips "shh.. don't talk and be a good boy." you said before placing your hand on his private part, rubbing it with your hand while looking at him with a mischievous smile.

Toji frowned and looked ahead letting you do whatever you wanted to do, acting like he didn't want it, knowing that deep down he was dying to have his cock slide down your throat.

You lowered your gaze a little towards his bulge, unbuttoning the button of his jeans and lowering the zipper to take out his member that fit quite tightly through that small hole left by the clasp of his pants. You licked your lips as you watched your boyfriend's huge, wide member, before you began to move your hand up and down his entire member.

Toji looked down at you, frowning and pressing his lips together, trying to contain the accelerated breathing caused by the small movements on his cock.

You opened your mouth, approaching his tip, giving it a small lick, without stopping to move your hand, and then surrounding it with your lips, putting it in your mouth and wetting it with your sweet saliva. You noticed the glances of your gorgeous boyfriend, watching as you devoured his member.

Toji clenched his hands on the bar counter, trying to hold his breath so he wouldn't sound excited, but it was almost inevitable. His fingers gripped the edge tightly, his eyebrows arched and he leaned forward to make sure no one saw you.

You continued with your hand movements on this boy's member, while you slid his tip all over your tongue, sucking lightly as you slowly pushed his member further and further into your mouth.

“Look at you..trying to hold back your moans..you look so beau-” you said, but Toji didn't let you finish the sentence before pushing your head towards him, making his entire member enter your mouth, sliding all over your tongue, touching the back of your mouth, before sliding down your throat, this made you gag..but you loved seeing him like that.. “Shut up…fucking whore…I love you fuck…” Toji said whispering and with an horny voice.

Toji let go of your head because some customers had come in and he needed to act formally. As you pulled his member out of your mouth to catch your breath, Toji leaned on the bar counter, causing his hard member to hit your cheek… Seeing his member so hard made you want to ride him right there, to put him inside you… ugh…

Toji welcomed the customers formally and handed them the drinks menu, taking advantage of that moment to watch you as you grabbed his member by the base and licked it all the way thru, then put it in your mouth, and began to suck it, sliding it across your tongue while moving your hand up and down to stimulate him even more…

Toji listened to the customers' orders, holding back the moans caused by having his member sliding inside your mouth… He frowned as discreetly as he could, squeezing the notebook a little as he wrote with his hand shaking from the great pleasure you were giving him.

You increased the speed at which you inserted his member in and out of your mouth a little, and when Toji went to speak to confirm the young men's order and thank him, you inserted his entire member back into your mouth, giving yourself another gag that luckily was barely heard since the music was loud.

Toji's voice was cut off and he had to pretend to clear his throat so that the grunt he let out from that unexpected action wouldn't be noticed. The customers sat down to wait for their drinks and Toji got ready to prepare them, while you continued with your little job, licking, masturbating and sucking his member under the bar.

Toji, before preparing the drinks, bent down slightly, grabbing your hair and pulling it lightly, then saying to you “Damn slut… you know you’ll be punished for this, right?..” You simply nodded, looking at him with an innocent smile.. Toji sighed and went back to his work.

While he prepared the drinks, you continued to give head incessantly.. You delicately moved your hair aside so you could suck it better, and continued doing so.

Toji squeezed the glasses tightly, with his trembling hands he managed to serve the drinks that he later left on a tray for his companions to pick up and take to the assigned table for the order.

You continued devouring him completely, deepthroating from time to time, moving your hand up and down his entire member which was soaked in your saliva… your pussy was all wet… you just wanted Toji to fuck you…

Toji looked at you from above, with his arms crossed, his brow furrowed as he looked at you with eyes of pleasure and slightly red cheeks… you noticed how he tensed his muscles trying to hold back his moans, noticing his expression of vulnerability at your actions… He leaned forward again to cover you since his boss had gone to talk to him… “Well well, it's the great Toji Fushiguro! How are you boy? Everything okay? Is your girlfriend okay?” Toji took a sigh of air before looking at you surreptitiously to answer his boss in a surreptitious and as normal way as possible “Hello, Boss… Yes..yes..everything..good mhm. Y/n is… fine yes…” He said, keeping his composure and the best face he could put on at that moment, trying to hide everything.

“Well well well, I'm very happy boy! Just so you know, there are 5 minutes left until closing time, today you close and you pack up. I'm going to give the 5-minute warning over the speakers, see you tomorrow Toji!” Said his boss, who patted him on the shoulder before going to give the closing notice for the bar.

When he pulled out, Toji let out a huge sigh of relief, looking at you just to see how you put almost all of his member in your mouth… Noticing your lips surrounding his cock, your hands moving over his member, your saliva soaking his cock, his tip touching the end of your mouth… god… he couldn’t take it anymore… Toji was about to cum… He couldn’t hold it back any longer… Toji grabbed your head, completely putting his member in your mouth, letting out all of his load in your mouth, he watched as your eyebrows shuddered and your throat swallowed absolutely all of the load he had released in you…

A smile formed on his face as he held your jaw, watching as your face and your gaze asked for more and more… Toji slapped his cock against your tongue repeatedly while your eyes begged him to have it inside you…

The bar emptied in a moment, so Toji pulled you out of there, leaning you on the bar and whispering in your ear “Now I’m going to punish you here, you fucking bitch.” He said before that night ended in an intense night where Toji fucked you against the same bar where you hid to give him head.

[enchantedpassions]

WIP of Sukuna that I am working on! look for the full mini comic on my patreon soon!

[poisoned-bite]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru Characters: Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Getou Suguru Does Not Defect From Jujutsu Society, Getou Suguru Needs a Hug, Getting Together, Teenage Getou Suguru, Teenage Gojo Satoru, Soft Gojo Satoru, Soft Getou Suguru, no beta we die like geto, Confessions, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Impulsive Gojo Satoru, Depressed Getou Suguru Series: Part 1 of Destiny, Inevitiblity, or Choice Summary:

Satoru knew something was wrong. It was hard not to. Even without six eyes he could see how worn out Suguru was. The ever deepening dark circles under his eyes, the weight loss and limp hair. Even if he hadn't been able to see any of it, it still would have been hard to miss. Suguru had never been an overly outgoing guy, but now he was straight up withdrawn. They'd gone from talking every day and hanging out, to only really seeing each other in classes, to now this? Sure, they were both busy, but Suguru wasn't even answering his texts anymore.

Or Gojo confronts Geto before Haibara dies and reminds him he's not alone.

[lacrymosa-91]

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gojo Satoru/Itadori Yuuji, Itadori Yuuji/Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna Characters: Itadori Yuuji, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Fushiguro Megumi, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna, Ijichi Kiyotaka, Zenin Naobito Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Itadori Yuuji, Alpha Gojo Satoru, Beta Fushiguro Megumi, Beta Nanami Kento, Demonic Possession, Inspired by Nosferatu (2024), Spoilers for Nosferatu (2024), alternative universe, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Anal Sex, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Porn with demonic possession, No Beta - We die like Junpei Summary:

"Yet these visions and night wanderings have returned to you now? Since Gojo's departure?" Geto's voice pulls Nanami out of his reminiscing and he shakes his head slightly to clear his mind, steps in closer as Yuuji pulls himself into sitting position, shaky hands fisting in the covers.

"I fear for him, sensei." Yuuji whispers haltingly. "My dreams... they grow ever darker."

The Nosferatu JJK AU no one asked for.

[the-whitephoenix]

A Lost Year (10916 words) by MaddieRose Chapters: 2/? Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gojo Satoru/Iori Utahime Characters: Gojo Satoru, Iori Utahime, Ieiri Shoko, Nanami Kento, Fushiguro Megumi Additional Tags: Amnesia, Memory Loss, Teen Romance, annoyance to lovers, Angst, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary:

Ten years ago Utahime woke from an accident she had no memory of, or of the whole last year. Now, Utahime starts to regain her memories of this lost year, many of which are dominated by a certain sorcerer that makes her feel things unlike anyone else.

[humb1ug]

selcouth, sukuna

prologue - dirty, mortal liar

year, 992

''TASIA, I DO NOT WANT TO HURT YOU,'' he'd pleaded. ''Please, please, stop.'' His hands laid in front of him, creating a forcefield, protecting himself from his lover's power. He could've cried, he might've. 

    ''Do not call me that!'' she roared, throwing a blast of her energy at his forcefield, almost destroying it. ''You have lost everything that is me, Sukuna! I curse you, I curse you, I curse you!'' One of after the other. . .blast, blast, blast. She was brute force. 

    Something that would lay with him for years, was that she'd never said she hated him. After all, she physically could not lie. Although, that never fixed his guilt or his rage, it merely comforted him every few decades; because of course, he never would forget her. She truly did lay a curse on him. He was bewitched by her. His equal, the only one who could stand against him and win. 

    If I do not do anything now, she will kill me. Her kind does not mix emotions. When they feel them, that is all they feel. And now, all she is, is vengeance and rage. I have to hurt her, Sukuna regrettably thought. How could he save both of them from her own self?

    Suddenly, he rid of his forcefield, and ran behind her, knocking her down. I shall only do what is necessary. I cannot hurt her, he thought. 

    Anastasia quickly recovered, rolling to her feet with agility. She lunged at him again, her hands crackling with dark green energy. Anastasia wasn't a sorcerer, she didn't even have any cursed energy. No, she was something else entirely. From another world. 

    "I trusted you, Sukuna," she spat, her voice trembling with emotion, her arms raising slowly, collecting energy. "But you did not trust me, you led me to believe so. Hell, for a second I believed you loved me!" She guffawed, getting onto her knees, commanding the vines and roots of trees to bring Sukuna down and hold him hostage. 

    Sukuna danced out of the way of her control, constantly dodging the controlled plants around him. ''How dare you say I do not love you? Can't you see, Tasia, this is for all of us!'' 

    "You are a dirty, mortal liar!" she screamed, her energy flaring dangerously. "You made everything better for you, Sukuna. Everything was always for you!" 

    Tasia's yellow cat eyes flared, as if she craved the blood. Perhaps she needed the blood. 

    Sukuna dodged her energy blast, his mind racing. He knew he couldn't keep this up forever. He couldn't keep her forever, not like this. She was relentless, and her fury gave her strength. He needed her to stop. 

    "Tasia, listen to me," he said, his voice firm but gentle, dodging and burning her vines and tree roots to a crisp. "This isn't you. This rage, this hatred—it's consuming you. Please, let me help you."

    Anastasia's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, he thought he saw a flicker of the woman he loved. But then she shook her head, her resolve hardening. "Manipulator," she spat. 

    She raised her hands, gathering her energy for a final, devastating attack. Sukuna braced himself, knowing he had only one chance to stop her. He had to reach her, to make her see the truth.

    As the blast of energy hurtled toward him, Sukuna closed his eyes and focused all his willpower. He thought of their time together, the moments of joy and love they had shared. He thought of the promises they had made, the dreams they had once had.

    He channeled all those memories into a single, powerful force. He opened his eyes and unleashed a wave of energy that collided with Tasia's attack, creating a brilliant explosion of light and sound. Everything around them came to ashes at his feet. Including Tasia. 

    When the dust settled, Sukuna stood panting, his body trembling with exhaustion. Tasia was on the ground, her body still. She was immortal. . .he couldn't have killed her, could he? No, no. He wouldn't have it. 

    "Tasia," he whispered, kneeling beside her. "Please, come back to me." For only a few seconds, he let the tears fall down his bloodied cheeks. His eyes scanned all the bruises he'd caused, forcing a sob out. ''Anastasia. . .you were supposed to kill me, I -- I did not want to h-hurt you. . .Anastasia, please.''

    He cradled her unmoving body. ''I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,'' he chanted like a prayer. This might've been the only time he'd actually meant his apology.

    But something was off. Aside from his possibly dead wife, of course.

    The ground under her formed roots, trying to steal her body away from Sukuna. He merely stared in awe. Her body was engulfed by nature, and when he tried to dig her out with his bare, beaten hands, she was no longer there. It was only him, and his mistake.

[hibiscus-waterfalls]

Chapters: 12/15 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru Characters: Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Gojo Clan (Jujutsu Kaisen), Ieiri Shoko, Nanami Kento, Haibara Yu (Jujutsu Kaisen), Ijichi Kiyotaka, Yaga Masamichi Additional Tags: Soft Getou Suguru, Gojo Satoru is a Little Shit, Bottom Gojo Satoru, Soft Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru is His Own Warning, Gojo Satoru Being an Idiot, Top Getou Suguru, Student Getou Suguru, Getou Suguru is Whipped, Getou Suguru Needs a Hug, Interns & Internships, Internal Conflict, Miscommunication, Coworkers to lovers, Roommates, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Social Anxiety, Light-Hearted Summary:

"There are nuances, what is right in a black-and-white situation is extremely complicated, but somewhere, in that hard-to-unpack set of nuances, and complications, there is an objective right and an objective wrong. There was a right and a wrong, and he needed to find it. He could feel a heaviness in his chest, like a weight that threatened to pull him down. What could he do next? He could spend the next few weeks in a blur, throwing himself into his internship and avoiding any unnecessary interaction with Satoru. Yet he knew despite his efforts, there was no way he would be able to completely shake off the lingering feelings he had for his roommate." - Or in which Suguru and Satoru are in competition at a prestigious internship.

[ayumigotabittoolonely]

They tampered your birth pills

Synonsis - they tampered your birth pills and you wanted to focus on your career.

Other characters

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Geto suguru

Choso kamo

Toji fushiguro

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

[k-martins]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fushiguro Megumi & Fushiguro Tsumiki & Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi & Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Tsumiki & Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru, Haibara Yu/Nanami Kento Characters: Fushiguro Tsumiki, Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi Additional Tags: Gojo Satoru is Bad at Feelings, Gojo Satoru Has a Sweet Tooth, Gojo Satoru Character Study, Gojo Satoru Needs a Hug, Parental Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru loves Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru loves his two kids (he's just terrible at realizing it), This started with me writing a flashback to another story, and ended with a Gojo parenting one focusing on Tsumiki and Gojo and Megumi's relationship, Hurt/Comfort, No Spoilers, Gojo Satoru Adopts Fushiguro Megumi and Tsumiki, Without Beta, we die like the character with GS, Fushiguro Megumi is a Little Shit, It's kind of strange to write about a character whose personality is solely defined as "good", so this might seem a bit OOC for Tsumiki, Gojo misses Geto a lot (like, A lot - Freeform, to the point that I'm getting sick just writing it) Summary:

At the same time that Tsumiki works on a snake, something a little more complicated than the previous animals, Satoru wonders if Megumi would have accepted his proposal if his sister hadn't been around.

The answer seems obvious, especially as he observes the serenity with which Megumi sleeps next to his sister, soft smile and relaxed features of someone who is feeling protected. It's interesting. Even though the boy is one who has a powerful hereditary power, it is Tsumiki who protects him from the harshness of the world with her sweet speech and friendly gestures.

And Satoru protects them both.

Satoru tries unsuccessfully not to get attached to the Fushiguros siblings.

[pinkystyro]

The small talk. - Satoru Gojo. ִֶָ࣪☾.

꩜ STORY CONTEXT: You are the boss of a bakery where Gojo works as a waiter, but lately he hasn't been doing his job properly, so you call him to your office to have a talk with him, which ends in a very different way than you expected.

꩜ WHAT INCLUDES : Satoru Gojoxfem(reader), 3rd person, smut, OneShot dirty names, spanking, cum out, submissive reader, dominant Satoru Gojo, fingering, moaning, teasing, NSFW!!

Enjoy pookies!

₊˚ෆ I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE A LIKE AND A REBLOG !

You wake up on another morning, wash your face as usual and have your delicious coffee with milk and your usual toast. You get dressed and get ready to go to work, combing your hair delicately and applying makeup to your eyelashes carefully and perfectly, you moisturize and give shine to your lips with a pink balm that leaves a slight color on them.

Getting into your car you head to your office, you are the boss of a large food chain business, specifically a bakery.

You thought with determination trying to remember the pending tasks you had for that day “›Fix bathroom door…check warehouse…and something related to Gojo…shit…now I don’t remember well what it was about!!’’

Gojo was a waiter with white hair, pale skin and bright blue eyes who had been working in the bakery for a few months. He was quite attractive, you couldn’t deny feeling attracted to him…it was something inevitable!

You arrived at your shop, you greeted everyone except Gojo, why? Because he wasn't there, he was late AGAIN..

You let out an exhausted sigh and asked listlessly “What happened to Gojo this time?” Everyone looked at you with a face of having no idea why Gojo was late.

You entered your office and left your things on your desk, sitting down in your chair and turning on your computer to check your daily tasks. One of them was to have a chat with Mr. Gojo, since lately his performance had been declining and inefficient, you wanted to know if everything was okay, and there was even the idea of ​​firing him, because not only was he late and often didn’t even show up, but sometimes he fell asleep at work, he spent time distracted, either with his cell phone or showing off with clients… For these reasons, it was necessary to have a professional chat with him about his behavior. So you set about doing the other pending tasks you had while you waited for Gojo to show up.

“..Replenish strawberry frosting..done, call the plumber, done! I only have to talk to Gojo..I’ll go see if he’s arrived yet..” You left your office to find the boy sitting on a stool using his cell phone..

“Satoru Gojo!! To my office immediately!!” You said a little upset and after giving the announcement you turned around, entering your office and taking a seat in your desk chair.

Gojo immediately stood up, following you to your office and closing the door behind him. He stood in front of you and your desk. “Tell me Miss Y/N...what can I do for you?” Gojo said, looking at you somewhat nervously, his eyes scanning your body and your hands that had your fingers intertwined, trying to stay calm.

“Take a seat, this is going to take time..” You said looking at the files on your computer and returning your gaze to the boy once you had opened the file called -Satoru Gojo.- While you skimmed what the file said, you let out a sigh as your eyes met the boy's “I feel disappointed Gojo..” You said in a calm tone, without breaking eye contact. “Your performance at work has dropped, your good behavior and discipline…what happened?” You said as a rhetorical question as you stood up and leaned on the table in front of Gojo. “You’re on your phone every time I look in your direction, your waffles burn, your coffee overflows…and most importantly, you flirt too much with the customers…”

Satoru Gojo looked at you in astonishment and with a satisfied smile, raising an eyebrow he said “You’re right, I haven’t been the best worker, but I think you’re jealous, heh!” He said with a superior air as he bit his lower lip with a mischievous smile.

“Excuse me? Jealous? Could you argue that please?” You said formally, trying to maintain patience and composure, as you couldn’t believe what he had said, although he was partly right, seeing him flirt with the customers caused a kind of annoyance in you that you couldn’t explain.

“You say that the most important reason for all this is the fact that I flirt with female clients… that means you are jealous, isn’t it?” The young man said, getting up from his seat, standing in front of you with his arms crossed while licking his lips that formed a smile on his face. “Don’t worry Boss, you are much more beautiful than any of our clients.” He said, getting closer to you, resting his hands on the desk while looking into your eyes with a flirtatious smile.

“No.. I meant it that way.. you misunderstood me.. I eh..” You wanted to speak but you were so nervous.. his eyes met yours, your cheeks blushed and your nerves made you bite your lip.. shit.

“No? So you're saying that if I come closer to kiss you right now, you'd reject the kiss?” Gojo placed his thumb and index fingers on your chin as he raised it slightly to bring his lips closer to yours and make you maintain eye contact even more with his eyes.

“Well...I...” The young man left you completely speechless, you didn't know how to react, you didn't know what to say, you stood completely frozen in front of his lips, wishing they would finally meet yours.. “No...I wouldn't deny you the kiss..”

Gojo's lips formed a mischievous smile and then he said “That's what I wanted to hear.” he said in a seductive tone before joining his lips with yours in a kiss full of passion. Your lips returned his kiss without any resistance.

His hands moved to your waist, having a strong grip on it to intensify the kiss that soon became a wet one, with your tongues coming together, he bit your lip playfully as he brought you closer to his body. Your breasts pressed against his torso, your hands running down his neck, down his collarbone to his shoulders.

His hands went down to your hip where he slightly raised you to rest your butt on the table and continue kissing you. Your fingers intertwined in his hair as you kissed him intensely. His hands ran over every curve of your body, admiring how submissive you had become to his touch.

His hands rose to the buttons of your shirt, unbuttoning them one by one, thus revealing your bra that Gojo quickly unbuttoned and threw to the floor, leaving your breasts exposed to his eyes. He grabbed one of them with one hand and began to move his kisses down your neck, towards your collarbone, while squeezing your nipple with his fingers, to finally begin to kiss the birth of your breasts and move towards the nipple, which soon ended up being licked and bitten by the boy.

Your body was shaking at his actions on you, legs shaking, your private part wet, sighs of pleasure that you let out... god, you were in heaven...

Gojo finally took off your shirt, still playing with your breasts... You slid your hands inside his shirt, taking it off too, caressing his shoulders and shoulder blades while he devoured your breasts desperately...

One of his hands that was holding one of your breasts slid up your thigh, taking off your underwear while you bit your lip from the embarrassment you felt from being so wet...

His hand slid down, pressing his middle finger against your clit while with the other hand he pinched your nipple and kissed you intensely.

His finger began to rub your clitoris lightly, while he slowly increased the speed, making you feel an indescribable pleasure..

Between kisses, you let out soft moans of pleasure..His hand rubbed intensely while the one that squeezed your nipple moved towards your face, positioning it on your cheek while he kissed you more passionately..

His fingers proceeded to insert themselves inside you, immersing you in immense pleasure..body trembling, moans coming out of your mouth, blushing cheeks..this was perfect..

You stretched your arm as best you could to unbuckle his belt and then his pants..thus removing his pants and underwear..revealing a large member that was hard as a rock from seeing you so excited.

“I want to hear you beg me to put it inside your pussy, show me your dark side boss..” Gojo said in a deep voice, as he bent his fingers to touch your G-spot..

Your back arched at that movement, losing complete control of your moans and your dignity.. In a soft and embarrassed tone you said “..please..I need you to put it inside me..now..”

Those words were enough for Gojo to take his fingers out of you and turn you around, pressing your face against the desk, lifting your skirt and revealing your ass, which for him was beautiful..

He spanked you and then placed the tip of his member aligned with the entrance of your pussy..holding you by the hips, he introduced his large member inside you, which made you let out a loud moan and then cover your mouth in shame.

He started to make movements back and forth, sliding his member inside your wet pussy, fucking you hard against the desk..

You couldn't stop your body from shaking, your moans flooded the room completely, Gojo's member hit hard inside you while sighs of pleasure came out of his lips.. “Y/n..your pussy feels incredible.” Gojo said in a hot tone, without stopping the constant movements inside you..

“oh god..Gojo..I'm going to..I'm about to..oh god..I'm going to cum..I can't take it anymore..” you said with your legs shaking, noticing how your pussy shuddered around his cock..

“Do it..make my cock wetter..let everyone know that I'm the one who fucks your pussy the best..” Gojo said, increasing the speed of his thrusts, noticing how your pussy shuddered more and more around his big cock..

You couldn't take it anymore and you came..leaving the office floor and young Satoru Gojo's cock completely soaked..”God..I'm going to cum anyway..” Gojo said before taking his cock out of you to shoot his cum all over your ass.

You both remained catching your breath for a few seconds before Gojo opened his mouth and said “Well..I hope this settles the matter, Boss.” He said pulling up his pants and then putting on his shirt to go back to work “I'm going back to work..if you need to fix anything else, let me know.” he said before giving you one last kiss while grabbing your buttocks tightly.

After that, the boy walked out of your office door, closing it behind him, leaving you completely satisfied and with the clear idea that you were not going to fire Satoru Gojo... in fact, you would need more talks like that with him.

[enchantedpassions]

FOUR SECONDS TOOK ME LITERALLY HOURS AND HOURS AND HOURS TO MAKE.... and its not very good in my opinion but I was tried of going in qne fixing little things on every slide, so i just decided to post it. Please dont hate on it!

I have so much more appreciation for anime animators. Lol

Xoxo enjoy!

[voirlebonheur]

Pergi dan kembali.

Memang apa yang bisa aku lakukan?

Mengambil kesempatan untuk menghabisi nyawanya saat ia datang dengan bersimbah darah dan senyuman yang indah?

Semua orang tahu aku bukan petarung seperti kebanyakan dari kita. Aku terlarang untuk misi yang berbahaya. Aku pun tak tahu cara yang baik untuk mengajarkan pada yang lain soal apa yang ku bisa.

Aku selalu disembunyikan dan dilindungi.

Dan ialah yang mampu menemukan dan membawaku kembali.

“Kita bisa merawat anak-anak itu di sekolah jujutsu. Dan kau akan jadi guru yang keren untuk mereka.”

Aku sedang bersamanya, duduk di sebuah sofa yang cukup untuk ditempati oleh tiga orang. Ia dekap aku. Bukannya gunakan mulut untuk jawab pertanyaanku, ia justru mengecup pelipisku.

Dia bisa jadi orang yang tidak berguna, kadang-kadang.

“Satoru akan memaafkanmu. Yaga-sensei juga.”

Aku masih tidak menyerah.

Dadanya bergerak sedikit lebih keras. Ia menarik napas dalam—aku tahu ia membenci topik pembicaraan ini.

“Aku tahu.”

Aku mendongak untuk dapat melihat wajahnya. Matanya kurang lebih sama sepertiku. Waktu-waktu istirahat yang tidak digunakan dengan baik terakumulasi di kantung matanya. Gurat-gurat halus mulai muncul pula di bagian dahi. Sementara tulang rahangnya semakin tegas, dan aku mengecup bagian itu.

“Kembalilah.”

Tapi Suguru hanya tersenyum sambil meraih wajahku untuk kemudian melumat bibir ini.

“Aku sudah kembali—selalu kembali.”

———

Pukul dua dini hari aku baru mau menginjak kamarku. Akan langsung masuk kalau saja sosok jangkung yang menjuntai di depan pintu kamarku tidak menghalangi.

“Kau bisa dicurigai sebagai pengkhianat, tahu!”

Rambutnya yang terang semakin gemilang akibat tersiram cahaya lampu. Ucapannya membuat tawaku lolos dari mulut.

“Jangan marah karena kami tidak mengajakmu—oh, dia baik-baik saja, omong-omong.”

“Berhenti menemui bajingan itu.”

Aku bersedekap dada. Balik menatapnya meski mata sebiru langit musim panas itu tertutup kain hitam pekat.

“Aku tidak menemuinya. Dia yang menjemputku.”

Satoru berdecak. Terang sekali ia kesal—dan muak berpura-pura tidak tahu selama ini.

“Jangan bawa dirimu dalam bahaya. Kau itu penting.”

Aku menghela napas.

Aku penting.

Begitu ya?

“Aku tidak akan mati dengan mudah, tenang saja. Kalian akan selalu melindungiku, kan?”

Satoru terdiam sejenak. Sebelum akhirnya mengatakan:

“Ya.”

Lalu melenggang begitu saja.

[ur-average-simp]

#jjk #jjksmau #jjkfanfic #jjkfic #InumakiToge #Inumakxreader #Inumaki #Inumakilove

𝐎𝐨𝐩𝐬, 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧!

Inumaki x gn ! reader

synopsis: every time you go in for a kiss before you leave for anything, you don't kiss him on his lips, just beside it. He's wondering, why?

cw: fluff, no pronouns used, idk really but enjoy :)

Inumaki seems to be noticing something new about you but he couldn't put his finger on it. It first started when you left for a mission.

"Toge, Bye-bye!" You ran up to him leaning in for a kiss. He leaned up for a kiss on the lips but you only managed to kiss near it and left for the mission. Inumaki looked at the door you left with furrowed eyebrows. "Maybe she was in a hurry. . ." He whispered.

The second time was when you left to get some snacks for movie night in the kitchen.

Inumaki was sitting on the floor before the bed while you lay on your stomach on the bed with your head on his. "Toge?" You called as he hummed in response. "You want me to get some snacks?" You look down at him. He looked at you and then nodded. You smiled at him and kissed him beside his lips, again!

Before he can even say something (He can't) you've already left the room leaving him all pouty the whole night.

That behavior continued for a month, that's when he thought you were avoiding his lips because you were upset or something, or maybe you wanna break up with him? Or are you just teasing him? He wanted an answer, he needed it now.

The next time you were going for a mission he decided to confront you.

"Toge! I have to go! Bye-bye!" You tried to go in for a kiss but he moved away? Aw. "Okaka!" He turned his head the other way. "Toge, what's wrong? Did I do something?" Worry on your face visible from miles away. Maybe he did have to turn his head so he couldn't see your pouty face.

"Tuna tuna." He looked back at you pointing to his lips. "Yeah, I was about to kiss you goodbye for the mission but you turned away! Look, Toge I have to go. I don't wanna go without having you kiss goodbye." Your clear fidgeting indicates how much you really had to go.

"Tuna mayo. . ." He looked to the side. "I really don't have the time to talk. ." You said, He looked at you pointing to his lips and the side of his face. When you furrowed your eyebrows he showed you his phone. Notes are already open as you read it. "Why won't you kiss my lips? You've been doing it for the past month and I don't know why... Do you wanna break up or something?"

When you read the last sentence your eyes widened. "No! It's not like that," You chuckled. "I just remembered how you said you were insecure about the marks on your face and I thought maybe kiss it once in a while. But I've actually grown to like kissing your marks over the past month and I couldn't stop. . ." You fidget with your hands behind your back.

"But if you want me to I will!" You shook your hands in front of him. "Okaka" He shook his head. "So it's okay?" You smiled softly at him. "Shake." He walked to you and pecked your lips. Mmm, not gonna lie that made you blush so much you had to leave immediately. "Bye, Toge!" You slide out the door.

"I can die peacefully now. ." He shrugged, sitting down on his bed. when the quietness got a bit loud, your words started sinking into him making him blush profusely and a bit tensed up. When he couldn't take it anymore he groaned into his pillow and he was pretty sure everyone heard him.

ᯓ★ Sorry, I'm like really whipped for him and stuff. Anyway, Thank you for reading<3 | Masterlist

[rizzstruck]

Gojo- Playing Basketball

Everday at 4 p.m. there’d be basketball practice. And Gojo, though being really good at math, was one hell of a jock. He excelled at the test matches just like he excelled at a math test. He was one of the best basketball players his school had ever witnessed. 

You could see him from the little window outside of the swimming pool area that gave a bird’s eye view of the basketball court. 

Despite of the others practicing with the same jerseys on, your eyes would be hinged on him. It wasn’t very hard to recognize him from a distance. He was better than all the team players combined. He seemed to have understood the beauty of the game and was able to focus on the adequate movements that were necessary. 

If you saw him from the chairs of the Indoor Seating arrangements around the court, you could see his movements more clearly. He played like any determined athlete would. His skills were impeccable. He was focused.

 Every movement of his body would splash a hint of passion to anyone who observed closely. The muscle movement of his calves as he ran across the court. Then that of his arms while dodging the ball. His sharp waist he’d show while trying to reach the raised goal in the basket. The sweat dripping down from his forehead towards his sharp jawline and his neck. He’d bite his lower lip once in a while, lick them when he’s thirsty and would then reach toward his water bottle and drink up while still breathing fast. His Adam’s apple moving graciously as he gulps the water down the throat.

 And that wonderful, childlike smile, when his team scores, is priceless. It is all art that he is in the court but doesn't have a hint of it.