#papa Gojo for real

[colourstreakgryffin]

Can I request gojo x child reader? Like fem reader and she's 16. Gojo's really overprotective of her and a bit clingy. And she suddenly starts dating megumi and he doesn't approve🙏🤗 (dad gojo)

No questions asked

Ommggg! I love this a lot! Dad! Gojo is on the same pillar as Dad! Douma

Father! Gojo Satoru

Satoru is a overprotective, loving and clingy father. He loves you more than he loves anything in this whole world, you’re his one and only love so he won’t let anything happen to you

So he can’t stand the idea of boys coming into the mix, they can hurt you and your heart. This is where the drama of you and Megumi’s secret crushes blooming into an relationship begun

Satoru never approves of it when you tell him about it. He has a close bond with Megumi himself and almost views the boy as his own child. He is the last one you should have picked, that doesn’t mean he would approve any boy

Satoru wants you to stay his cute little princess forever and he constantly babies you, even at your current teen age. His little Gojo, born with the vibrant multi-shaded blue eyes of Six Eyes, but can’t use them

Satoru is about ready to commit murder each and every time he catches you and Megumi on dates, from behind his back. His baby is growing up too fast for his liking and he is desperate to reverse it, he wants you to be a helpless waddling little 4-year-old again

Satoru isn’t against Megumi because he hates Megumi, he actually knows that the young Fushiguro is the right choice but he doesn’t want to lose you yet, his bubblegum-bubba. He remembers holding infant you in his arms like it was only yesterday

Satoru is 100% the type of parent to tell stories about baby/child you and show off your baby pictures to everybody who’ll listen. He is proud of how cute his daughter is and he doesn’t mind bragging:

“Faaaattthher” You whine annoyed, planting your head on the table as Satoru shuffled to sit at the table too, swiping a spare chair from nearby table without care. You felt so embarrassed as Megumi smiling nervously at you. “Good afternoon, angel” Satoru purred, smiling genuinely as his black shades hid the way his gorgeous galaxy-like blue eyes flared at Megumi. He actually didn’t mind the Fushiguro, in-fact, he was one of his most beloved students but that favouritism wasn’t enough to save Megumi from Satoru’s overprotective dad senses kicking in

Rather he be a good boy or not, Satoru wasn’t okay with his baby princess seeing anybody romantically behind his back, it actually hurt his feelings. You don’t trust him enough to tell him? Satoru shuffles forward, leaning onto his elbows as your head rose to lock gazes as your sky blue irises sparkled in sync of his becoming visible when the dark shades slide down the bridge of his nose

Could you and Satoru be anymore similar? Nanami called you a mini-version of him, with your snowy white hair and your matching cloudy blue eyes. You almost had no traits from your late mother, you had all the looks from your father that it made people wonder if Satoru is actually just both of your parents, that you had no mother and you just one day, popped into existence from Satoru’s cursed energy or some sorts

“So. What are you two doing?” He asks smoothly, tapping his thick fingers against the wood of the round polished table in a aimless beat as his eyes darted between your glittery pretty date dress and Megumi’s simple but sleek date suit, the way he held his hand over yours. He couldn’t believe that he didn’t notice you sneaking around behind his back sooner, going to eat and chat with one of his most prized pupils at some fancy restaurant

“We’re on a date, Sensei” Megumi bluntly responded, your head rose up just to look at him, you always found yourself admiring the looks at your boyfriend. Your cheeks flamed at the way his defined jaw moved and his smooth skin glowed whilst his sapphire blue eyes made your heart beat faster. Megumi didn’t see any reason to lie to your father and his teacher, even if he wanted to, in case it may save your butt from the older Gojo and his clinginess

You sighed, throwing your head in the direction of your father, who picked up the unused silver fork in front of you to pick out a forkful of the piping-hot spaghetti, he seemingly cared less for the steam flowing up as he stuffed the twirled pile of saucy noodles into his mouth whilst keeping his stern, powerful gaze on Megumi. He was here to crash this little date and talk to his daughter about what she has been doing without his permission or knowledge

Your father is such a immature brat for a nearly 40-year-old man with the title of the strongest sorcerer in the world. You huffed out in defeat as you picked up your handbag in a clean swipe, in which laid peacefully on the floor, besides your white heels, and strapped it over your chest as you snapped your fingers suddenly to draw back Satoru’s attention onto you. Apologising to Megumi, you stood up with both boys’ eyes following your every action

You have quite the talk to give to Satoru

[mortemappetens]

Completely forgot that I’ve had this sitting in my gallery for weeks now.

A boy and his boy.

[nymphssinphony]

cheating on your boyfriend with some random guy ❌

cheating on your boyfriend with your own dad who is super hot, always sweet to you, buys you whatever you want, has a wayyy bigger dick, and is the only man you’ll ever need ✅

[hajimesh]

mama's day. gojo satoru

fluff. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ parents au, non sorcerer au, mom!reader, family fluff, two unnamed sons and one baby girl. a little gift for myself ! ᡣ𐭩

little sunshines au

satoru has a plan for your birthday—a very detailed one.

step one. wake up the nuggets

it takes him less than two minutes to get the oldest out of bed, and there's really no point in waking up his baby girl since there's not much an eight-month-old can do.

the problem is your toddler.

"c'moooon, don't you wanna give mama her gifts?"

satoru's tone grows exasperated the longer his son refuses to cooperate, kicking his legs and throwing his nemo plushie at his face.

"no!"

the five-year-old immediately shushes his baby brother, only making the latter whine even more, tears now running down his chubby cheeks.

satoru feels his face fall upon seeing his son so upset, he should've expected the little ones not to take it too well to be woken up at six in the morning.

"hey," he tries softly this time, caressing the soft blond hairs of his toddler, "I'm sorry, mochi. can you forgive papa? go back to sleep, I'll wake you up when breakfast is ready, okay?"

the sobs end and now there's only small sniffles coming from the sleepy kid.

"oki."

step two. make breakfast

"like this?"

satoru leans down to inspect his son's work, brows furrowing as he tries, and fails, to read whatever gibberish his son tried to spell on top of the freshly made waffles.

with a loud smooch on the kid's cheek, satoru squeezes him in a tight hug, grinning proudly the way a father would. "a masterpiece. mama's gonna love it."

dad and son work surprisingly silent, focused on their own tasks. it doesn't take them long to have plates full of food and fruits, as well as freshly made juice.

"why don't you grab these," satoru hands his son two bags with the names of expensive brands on them, "while I go get your siblings. okay?"

"on it!"

step three. gifts

"happy birthday, mama~"

"ma-ma!"

you wake up with a start, surrounded by four pairs of blue eyes staring down at you.

"happy birthday, love of my life, mother of my kids, my one and only!"

satoru pecks your mouth as your brain processes the beaming faces of your three nuggets. your boys sit next to you, one on each side, while satoru holds the baby in the air right above your face.

your confused face finally eases into one of happiness (and relief).

"thank you, my little babies!" you smile drowsily, urging yourself to blink the sleep away as you smooch the faces of all three of your children. "mwah, mwah, mwahhh–"

your husband can't help but smile upon seeing you smothering the kids with kisses. and with his hold still on his baby girl, satoru tugs her away from you and nods at your lap.

"open your gifts, baby. we got you aaaall of your favorites." he winks at his son and the little one covers his mouth behind his tiny hand, giggling. "and we also made breakfast for mama, right?"

with a pointed look from satoru, your toddler remembers the plate of food on his lap.

"eat waffu, baby." your two-year-old offers you the plate full of waffles, pushing it towards your mouth, insistent. "eat it."

step four. spoil her rotten

your two boys happily run across the gardens while your baby girl crawls on the grass, squealing right behind her brothers.

"liked the surprise?"

your husband's arms wrap around your middle from behind. his hold is the greatest comfort you could've asked for.

"you mean waking up with three of your clones staring down at me while I sleep?" you snort, but there's no real bite in your tone. "I loved it. especially their drawing of me surrounded by blue-eyed mochi."

your eldest had insisted on drawing their little family—with you right in the center—and satoru thought it'd be funny to add the mochi instead of the kids.

"oh, but I'm not done yet, sweetheart." he spins you around in his arms, now grinning at you. "an entire weekend. you and me. what do you say?"

a groan slips past your lips and he immediately frowns, indignation clear on his face.

"c'mon, pretty. it's been a while since it was just the two of us." satoru goes for the puppy eyes, knowing that by doing so he already has a fifty percent of chance of winning. "you're not only a mother, but also a wife. let your doting husband pamper you."

"and who's watching over the kids? the baby??" you try to reason, glancing at your nuggets as they giggle their little hearts out as they play together. "satoru, we can't just leave."

"sweetheart, relaaaaax. ijichi got us covered."

oh, that poor man.

you make a mental note to give nanami a call.

[nejiverse]

ARGUMENTS

Gojo Satoru

In which every morning the woman next door makes it her life’s calling to pick on Gojo. Fem! Reader

cw: reader is pregnant, kids, kissing (like once i swear)

514 words

This was the fifteenth morning in a row. You've been counting.

Gojo was having an argument with the woman next door..again.

At this point it was part of your morning routine to make your breakfast and eat it in the living room so the tv which was playing nursery rhymes would block out their voices.

As soon as you sat down on the couch, the twins both got up from in front of the tv and rushed to see what you were having.

The three year olds stuck their tongues out, clearly not liking your choice of breakfast.

"Yeah well it's not for you two so shoo", you huffed. If it were a breakfast they liked, best believe you would've eaten it in your bedroom.

"Stupid woman..", even without hearing your husband mumble those words, the way he slammed the front door was telltale of his anger.

He came into the living room. "Yesterday she didn't like that I handed her her parcel with my left hand, if you were at home at the time you could've collected it yourself be grateful you old hag", Gojo blurted.

He plopped down onto the couch beside you, crossing his arms over his chest.

"The day before yesterday she was complaining that I haven't cut the grass in a while and it was starting to grow a lot, I was actually planning on doing it that day but just for that I'm not gonna do it till next week".

"Wow that's a real adult-y decision to make", you said sarcastically.

"But that's not all! Today she was complaining that I turn on the car too early in the mornings cause it wakes her up", he furrowed his brows. "She's gotta have some kind of supersonic hearing to be able to hear the engine from her bedroom! I told her i've got kids to be taking to playgroup i'm not gonna put them and my pregnant wife in a cold car, her virgin ass wouldn't understand", he rambled on. You were quite enjoying his rant if anything.

"Toru...please tell me you said that last part in your head", you looked at him with a somewhat concerned look.

"I did!", he exclaimed at which you let out a sigh of relief . "Or at least I thought I did..".

"Toru!", you should've known he had no filter, and he certainly wouldn't put one on for the woman who he had an ongoing vendetta against.

You noticed your daughter running over to Gojo with her shoes on but her laces undone.

"Papa! Help please!", she shouted.

"Hmph. She just wishes she was as lucky as I am to have you guys", he pulled you closer to himself and looped an arm around your shoulders, his other hand holding your chin as he placed a chaste kiss on your lips before helping his daughter with her laces.

Masterlist :)

[sukunasdirtylaugh]

tags: ex!husband gojo x reader, gojo and reader both have a 3 y/o, flashback to making out, slight angst, satoru's father being on our side (maybe?), mentions of children, satoru slightly jealous, satoru and reader co-parenting

wc: 2.3k

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

You want the ground to eat you alive when you see your ex-husband, satoru making pancakes with your daughter as he once promised the night before. Saori, your three-year-old, is innocently unaware of the sexual tension from last night; mesmerized by the array of toppings in front of her.

“I, uh...” you feel awkward for intervening during this father-daughter moment. “If you need me, I’ll be taking a shower.” you add, “be good with papa, saori, ok?” when you see the two of them nod, like spitting images of one another, your cheeks tighten. making you turn your heel to the bathroom.

“make a heart for mama,” you hear your daughter giggle as your ex-husband's voice instructs, making you sigh as you’re already at the bathroom’s door.

(flashback from last night):

You don’t know what pulls you in, but you kiss him. hungrily. feverishly as your lips move against his as if he were yours, something you had decided to allow yourself to have. just this once. Satoru instinctively kisses you back, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist so as to not let you go. as if you would evaporate into thin air like smoke. he had to keep you with him, couldn’t let you leave. he didn’t want you to, not with the way you kiss him, the way your pretty fingers glide along his undercut just the way he likes it as your fingertips tug on his hair making him see stars. Your ex-husband takes the chance to press you against the wall. placing his thigh between your own, he allows his hands to travel up and down your sides, making you shiver ever so slightly as you pull him closer. the familiar heat and throbbing sensation within you pull him closer, not caring if you’d burn in the process. “Satoru...” you sigh against his lips. I want you. It’s a game of tug and pull, your mind urging you to him as he does nothing to pull back. and suddenly, you're reminded where you are. who you’re with, why you’re here, and the situation between you both makes you feel all the shame you would. you can't do this. you can’t call him yours, can’t murmur those three words, can’t do what you’d imagine in the late hours of the night. not when he's this close and this real to you. he wasn’t yours, and the realization was as bitter as your departure. “I have to go,” you exhale, pushing him away. no matter how weak your push was, satoru is off of you in an instant. pupils blown and lips swollen as he watches you walk away. heart and mind throbbing as he’s too dizzy to do anything. he’s frozen. unsure of what’s happened between the two of you. so he lets you go. even if he doesn’t want to let you. you force yourself to walk to your room where your daughter peacefully sleeps, closing the door behind you as you lean against it. eyes shut as you wrap your arms around you, releasing a small sigh of what feels like mixed want and possibly regret. what the hell did you just do?

When you return from your shower you find your daughter happily aid her father in setting up the table.

“mommy!” you daughter calls you, ecstatic over the pancakes set in display on the table, “say good morning to daddy!” and for a moment you want to slap yourself for educating your child so well. teaching her to always greet everyone with kindness. waving to satoru feels like a royal obligation before he simply waves back, resuming his attention to your daughter, explaining the different toppings he’s sorted out on the table. he whispers something to her. "... and have mommy choose her own toppings, 'kay princess?"

princess. you suddenly feel hot as you look away. grateful your daughter and ex-husband were too busy on the plates to notice you walk towards the kitchen, oddly reaching for a cold glass of water instead of coffee.

"everything okay?" you nearly jump, noticing your husband walk behind you. he reaches for a tablecloth inside a nearby cabinet.

"y-yeah, just a bit dehydrated." you explain, "your father's party will be inside, correct?"

"yes." satoru replies, "he mentioned something about having an indoor bouncy house. probably for all the kids coming."

"I didn't know you could do that, have them inside, I believe. bouncy houses were normally always outside when I was a kid. that or establishments would have them indoors."

"yeah, well I guess we'll just have to wait and see. I'm pretty sure my dad just made the arrangments inside so saori won't get sunburn. the weather forecast for today says it'll be warmer than usual."

"yeah," you chuckle dryly. "must be why I need more water." you awkwardly raise your glass a bit before looking over your shoulder, watching how your daughter neatly picks her strawberries, decorating them around her plate. "she seems to be having fun."

"yeah," your husband turns as well, "that's the goal, isn't it?"

you nod.

"we should probably join her." you say, walking past him, "wouldn't want her to feel too alone, would we?"

"are you still trying?" satoru is suddenly pulled from his thoughts by his father who holds his daughter, smothering her in affection while your ex-husband watches you across the room laugh politely at something higuruma, his father's soon-to-be lawyer, says. too close for his liking.

"yeah," he murmurs, slightly annoyed. he quickly offers you a carefree, reassuring smile when you turn to see him, eyes looking for your daughter as you stand across the room. relax, he tells you with his smile, she's fine.

your motherly stare and sigh makes his stomach swirl, shortly before you've returned to converse with hiromi while satoru turns to his father. "sorry, what did you say?"

"I said," his father enunciates, "this is my favorite grandchild."

"well, she's your only grandchild."

"I know, and I should blame you for these shortcomings. I thought I'd have another by now. it's one of the things that is wrong with your generation, your perception of divorce. when I was your age, marriage was forever. through thick and thin. not this." and satoru can only sigh, reminiscing of times where he too thought forever was with you.

(flashback):

"sounds like somebody loves me." "somebody does," satoru grins, tightening the grip around your waist as the two of you lay in soft sheets, away from the world in a last-minute romantic weeklong getaway trip. he smiles, "and somebody said yes to marrying me. lucky girl." "is she?" the humor in your tone makes him laugh. "I don't know... I think she's very brave to do that, sacrificing herself, what a hero." he chuckles, "maybe... maybe she deserves a statue? a medal?" "a bracelet would be just fine after that ring you just got me." you grin. "silver or gold?" "oh, you know me. white gold obviously." "I know. I just love that look in your eyes when I do that to you." "do what?" "mess with you." "you're so mean." "I know, but you love me." "unfortunately," he dramatically gasps at your word, making you stifle a laugh. "I'm kidding, satoru. just... be nice for the rest of the night. will you?" "can do, princess," he grins, "want me to get you that new purse you saw at the mall the other day?" "you don't have to buy my feelings, you know." "I know, but I like making you feel like you can get anything you want. especially from me." he kisses the top of your head, "that's my job." "and mine?" "to love me, of course. and to feel loved." "anything else?" he hums. "maybe give me a baby. if we're both ready, that is." "you really want one?" "with you? of course. not to mention you'd look beautiful all swollen..." he kisses your cheek, "...sensitive..." he kisses your chest, squeezes your hip, "godly... and they say women have a pregnancy glow." "mmm... what if I don't have a glow? what if I'm all-" "impossible. you already have a glow. always. pregnant or not. besides, how could I not worship you when you're carrying my child? you're doing the most important job of all, and I'd love you regardless. baby or not." "you're doing too much satoru." "mm... that's because I love you." "you do" you whisper, cupping the back of his head, fingers between his locks as you pull him closer, "so so much."

(flashback):

"do you think we'll last forever?" you ask, softly above a whisper in the comfort of your shared bed. it had been 3 days since your arrival to tahiti, a week-long romantic getaway where satoru proposed on your first night of arrival. too lovesick to wait. as you're laid at his side, satoru takes your hand and kisses your fingertips, lazily at the back of your hand. "why do you say that?" he tries to mask his tone with humor, "already having second thoughts after I proposed?" "no, no. not at all," you blush, "I just... I worry, is all, satoru. you know how things happen." "you know they can't go wrong. not when I love you like this," he says, rising up to place soft kisses behind your ear, "not when I've proposed already. even my dad knows, you know. so it's serious." "he... he does?" "of course," he holds back a laugh, "he mentioned marriage the minute you left, first time he saw you." he chuckles, "even the stars might be in our favor. everyone might as well be." you hum, holding him close as you nod, mindlessly basking in the warmth he gives you. "are you having second thoughts?" "no... just... worried for the future." you admit, "sometimes... I feel like I'm dreaming when I'm with you. like I'm bound to wake up and all that I've grown to love will one day disappear." you chuckle nervously, "sorry. it's the nerves." "we'll be fine," he reassures you, "and don't apologize. this is probably my fault for not reassuring you enough. so why don't you lay back and enjoy yourself while I make my future wife feel good, yeah?" he kisses the crown of your head, "it's about time I please my girl, mm?"

not much happens that day. saori's grandfather treats you kindly as possible, and as much as you try to deny it, you suspect he's upset with satoru over something. you worry it must be about him staying over with you, or the fact that he has a girlfriend and he stayed over his ex-wife's. you worry his father might see you differently, but the man treats you all but the same. taking time to ask what saori's interests have been now that she's older. satoru's father makes a mental note, keeping his granddaughter's interests as ideas for future gifts. the man held some likeness to satoru; he loved giving gifts. it was one of the few things that tied father and son alike.

"how has he been with you, now that you're co-parenting?" your father in law asks. from a distance, you watch satoru nod at something nanami kento, the finances leader department chair, says. the two of them were moderate friends. you'd known since he was invited to your wedding. it wasn't until after your divorce that you've stopped speaking with him. your social groups have all shifted as a result.

"he's been fine," you tell him, "we... we try to be flexible about it. I don't want us to be like most stereotypical divorced parents. making our child choose one or the other or imposing damaging habits," you say, feeling yourself go on autopilot as you hold your daughter. she seems to be wanting to take a nap. "satoru and I try to make it work."

"forgive me for asking," your in law gently intrudes, "but... what of his mistress? has he-"

"-he's been doing his best," you tell him. "he... I don't really get into his other personal affairs, but..." you bite the inside of your cheek and swallow, feeling dryness in your throat. "he seems to be serious with her."

"and... do you mind?"

"I worry about saori." you tell him. "all I care is about her. I just..." you sigh, trying to find the right words, "I just worry about her one day feeling like she was the spare child, or her feeling cast aside." you furrow your brows. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do as a mother, and I don't know what satoru plans to do either." you pause. "I just don't want to overwhelm him, I suppose. with work, being a dad, and navigating a relationship, I..."

"you worry about making him feel like he's got too much on his plate."

"yeah." you exhale, "the last thing I want is to distance us more than what we are." following your eyes, your in law speaks.

"I understand your concern. from what I've known, my son was always in love with you, and I'm certain he still carries some of that love for you and your child. my question is, would you consider starting fre- oh," your in law pauses, surprised to greet his son. "you've returned."

"it's almost 3." satoru says, turning to you, "saori's nap time. has she...?"

"she wants to, but she's kind of struggling with the ambience of so many people around her..."

"I can take her to bed," your ex-husband suggests, "my dad has a private room above this floor. we can have her rest there."

"then I'll go with you," you say, standing as you carry your daughter. "I'm a bit tired myself, if that's alright."

"no, yeah." your ex-husband thoroughly nods, motioning you to join him, "I'll show you where, yeah? I suppose I could also use the minute. this room feels a bit stuffed," and when you turn to face your in law, you note he's already gone. wondering if he's left to talk to another executive or grant his son a minute alone with his ex-wife in hopes of...

"just follow me," he says, and you do.

[miifu666]

We know sukuna's a huge hater for Yuuji right? But theres a saying around my country where "you shouldn't hate someone TOO MUCH or else fate will always unite u with them."

Or sum like "don't hate someone too much, it'll turn to love."

<<<<<<♡>>>>>>>

Imagine a happy ending Sukuna, one where he genuinely decided to be in a loving and domestic household with you. He saw what the jujutsu world can do, both ancient and modern, Gojo has provenly showed him a thrilling time by being the one and almost only person to make him feel the life and death situation in such a predictable battle.

He got to meet the plentiful talented sorcerers in the modern world, one where they have far more advanced knowledge in how life works than those in the heian era. The new sorcerers didn't disappoint him too much. Some managed to learn innate domain expansion in a mere second, others didn't have any curse energy yet managed to hurt him more than those who do. He's seen it all, he feels content.

Hence why he made a choice to have his own happy ending, see where life gets him after his "unsavory" conversation with his fated nephew. The tangy memories of that boy's bright smile hearing sukuna giving him a chance to show him how beautiful life can be, even if deep within. Theres a dreaded feeling whenever he sees that gullible boy, a fire pit inside him whenever he realized how innocent his so called "nephew" is for believing someone like him can be saved too.

Sukuna thought back idly, coming back to his senses as he feels your hair being combed through his fingers in a consistent motion. He wonders if maybe that annoying brat is right, he has a dutiful lover now. One who he feels as though wouldn't have been his if he didn't accept that despicable brat's decision.

The warm feeling of the sun hitting both him and his equal is... a blissful feeling. He used to be empty, seeking thrill from both knowledge and greed of such delicacies, humans, animals.. all he could find and devour till his stomach is full. All knowledgeable for such sorcery to make sure he stays the top, to see if someone is there to fight and able to defeat him on top of the lonely world of the strongest.

Now he's sitting here, the daunting feeling of such title no longer haunts him. Theres no one who can use him like an object, to fight and treat him like a game boss, speak his name like an object to defeat, disregard him as something worth less than humanity and curses, a natural calamity. Inside this prosperous Minka, he is just sukuna. Hes not the starving child, ostracized from society, being stripped bare of his real birth given name.

He's now.. Sukuna.

The husband and father of... currently one brat.

Speaking of a brat.

There's hustling noises of running feet ontop of the well cared grass, the thumping of something- no. Someone not much older than 5 years old.

"Papa!"

There he is.

"I got butterflies!!"

The small brat he managed to raise. The one and only child he has, a miracle. He was tempted to call him "megumi" too actually- but he's too prideful to use a rip off of someone elses name. He created his own, he hoped. This child doesn't get sick from bearing the weight of his own name.

"Those are Dragonflies, Yajou"

Yajou, a combination of both the kanji for appearance and fulfillment. A perfect name for one who completes the boundaries between human and curses.

Although...

Sukuna stared at his son again. His face is much more similar to a certain brat than him. His bright and naive eyes, those unopened set of eyes under his proper main ones, the tufs of pink hair on top while his lover's natural hair decorated the sides. Its all too familiar, he hates it. He hates having a split image of his disgusting nephew in this... fleshy and chonky baby form.

"Free! Free dragon!"

The child babbles out, spreading his hands out to let the Dragonfly leave his fleshy touch. It was... cute, adorable even. Sukuna sigh.

This.. is a funny way of fate telling him to learn his lesson.

>>>♡♡<<<

God i had this thought at 1am i did NOT proof reading this i just fucking wing it brooooooo. Hope its good ig djdhdjjdkd

Yajou Doodles♡

[dellalyra]

a scenario: where tsumikis schoolmate says shes going to have a little brother, and then she hints at the reader and gojo like "those baby clothes are cute" or "that baby is so cute" and gojo and reader are like this😐😐🤔

A/N: this was ADORABLE I just had to write headcanons oh my GOD.

• Tsumiki comes home from school one day and she’s acting… cagey. No cagey isn’t right. She’s being suspicious either way.

• She tells you that she and Megumi are going to stay at Aunty Koko’s this Saturday night, and you don’t remember planning a sleepover for them? Did you forget?

• She ensures you that you didn’t, she just wants to and then she’s telling Gojo that he should take you to dinner on Saturday night. He blinks owlishly and glances at you, to which you shrug – you’ve no idea where this weird behaviour is coming from. But she’s 13, and kids that age are weird.

• Satoru does as suggested and you both have a lovely evening and dinner then you return home to be ploughed right into the mattress – the perfect evening.

• Things continue as normal for a few days after that, then Tsumiki is sitting beside you as you both get your nails done and she keeps showing you videos on her phone of sweet babies – tiny little things – even one dressed as a little bear. You giggle and coo at them with her, not even thinking twice about them, little girls love cute things – and what’s cuter than a sweet, pudgy baby?

• A few days later, she dragged a box from the loft and it was full of you and Satoru’s baby photos – a tiny blu-eyed, white haired boy in professional photos and ones of baby you sitting in a field of flowers taken on a film camera by your mom, she keeps handing Satoru the photos of you and you the ones of him.

• She calls you in one day to her room, saying she needs help with her science homework – and shows you a notebook you know isn’t her school one filled with 4x4 boxes she’s drawn out. She explains it’s about genetics and can predict the genes of a baby.

• “So let’s use you and papa as our experiment!”

• She proceeds to explain to you (weren’t you helping her) what you and Satoru’s offspring might look like.

• By now you’re catching on.

• That night you and Satoru are laying in bed, and you fill him in on your theories about her antics lately.

• “So she wants a baby sibling? Isn’t Megs enough for her?” He laughs.

• “No, she wants a real child, not one who acts like a 70-year-old man.”

• “What about you?”

• “Do I want a sibling? No – my brothers enough for me thank you ‘toru.”

• “No, dumbass. Do you want a baby?”

• “With you?”

• “No with Nanamin – yes with me!”

• “You know I do, silly man. I thought we said we’d wait until my IUD was out. I’ve only 2 years left until I get it out. Then we could just, continue as we are and see what happens?”

• “That’s a perfect idea – think we should get some practice in though, so we can get it right.”

• The next incident came when she was watching you get ready one morning, putting on your make up.

• “Mama, where do you keep your pill?”

• “I don’t take the pill, ‘Miki. I have an IUD.”

• “The the inside one, right?” She asks, slightly crestfallen.

• As you were shopping that day, the boys off somewhere – you took Tsumiki to the clothes stores with you. She snuck up to you, and handed you a little bundle of yellow fabric. It was a tiny newborn sized Winnie the Pooh onesie.

• “This might be a bit small for you, ‘Miki.” You joked.

• “Not for me! I just thought I’d show you! Isn’t it adorable?” Then she passes you tiny green socks and a red and white mushroom design sun cap for babies.

• “You trying to tell me something, sweet girl?” You smile at her, one brow raised.

• She blushes, knowing she’s been caught. Her subtle tricks hadn’t been that subtle.

• “Hana in my class, her baby sister was just born and he’s so cute! I was just thinking, that maybe I could have one too?”

• You giggle at her.

• “Is this what’s been going on? The impromptu date night? The videos of babies? The questions about my IUD?”. She nods at you.

• “Would you be happy to wait 2 years? Because we’d love to give you another little sibling – you’re such a good big sister already. I promise we can go shopping in every baby store then, okay?” You say, planting a kiss on her head.

• She seems placated by that, starting to ask you what you’d name them when the time comes.

• Akio really would have loved her.

[rishiimaa]

What if any of the jjk characters gave their child a lemon for the first time?

I AM SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE TO REPLY TO THIS, for some reason I’m not getting notifications? Anyway,

WHAT A GREAAT IDEA ANON!! :3

Warnings: Maybe curse words???

Fluff

Implied fem reader I suppose? No genders are used, just your kid calling you mom.

C/N = Child name

G/C/N, B/C/N = Girl child name, boy child name, I only used these for Suguru since he had twins and I wanted to make it least confusing

A teensy beensy bit of cursing

Yuji, Megumi, Gojo, Geto

I may make a part 2, I dunno…

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Yuji

Yuji is definitely influenced by a tik tok video he saw, after seeing a mom giving her son a lemon, he couldn’t help be think, ‘I wonder how C/N would react to this…’

He never really got the opportunity to really plan and decide when to do it, so he never recorded it like he wanted, but he did get a picture of his son’s reaction!

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“Papa, what’s that yellow thing you’re cutting?” C/N said in a chirpy voice, as he peeked over the counter while his father was cutting lemons. You were tired that day after something happened at work, so Yuji decided he should make dinner, it was the least he could do.

“Hm? Ohh these are lemons!” C/N adorably tilted his head, giving his papa puppy eyes.

“Is it food?” as C/N asked this question, fragments of small memories came up in his mind with the tik tok video, making him smile smugly.

Yuji cut a slice of lemon, and bend down to his knees to meet his son’s height, C/N’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the fruit, C/N gulped, nervously grabbing the lemon.

“Don’t be nervous, it tastes really sweet!” C/N nodded with a determined expression, he trusted his dad for he looked up to him the most, so, with all his nervousness drowned out, C/N took a big bite out of the lemon.

His face squeezed, as his chewing became slower, and finally, he stood still.

“Is it good, C/N?” Yuji snorted out a small chuckle, as an attempt to hide his laughter, C/N was a sweet boy, just like his papa, he didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

…That being said, C/N got the impression that Yuji made the lemon, and he didn’t want to hurt his father’s feelings, so he simply nodded very slowly, as he forces himself to swallow the sour fruit.

Yuji snapped a picture of his son’s squeezed expression, tears of amusement threatening to fall, as he rubbed his son’s back

“You’re a good boy, C/N”

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Megumi

Megumi’s definitely doing it as like a petty revenge towards his daughter, after some sort of quarrel they had, she had quite the smart mouth, just like her dad, and sometimes he’s at a lost of words with her comebacks, so why not come back another way?

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“C/N, I want you to try something for me real fast.” Megumi said from the kitchen, him and his daughter had another small argument once again, about his demon dogs and wanting them to be out 24/7, truth be told, Megumi could never say no to her, but he can still argue.

But this time, she had backed him into a corner, giving a solution to all his excuses, the fact that he had nothing to say back to her, slightly pisses him off.

C/N didn’t ask questions and waddled herself into the kitchen, her steps were quite loud as she ran to look up to her papa.

“Try what papa? Is it spicy like last time?”

C/N furrowed her eyebrows as she accused her dad, Megumiswiftly picks her up and grunts, showing her a lemon, C/N takes the lemon as she questions the fruit.

“Papa, what is this? A pee pee circle?” C/N giggles as she describes the fruit, earning a sigh from Megumi.

“No, It’s a lemon, and you eat it.” Megumi snatches the lemon from her, causing her to pout, as she crosses her arms.

“Hey, don’t start scowling, it’s really good, it’s your mom’s favorite fruit, so I assumed you’d like it too.” Hearing that it was mom’s favorite, C/N immediately took the lemon from her dad’s hands, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

The thing was, you hated lemons, so that just came out as a straight up lie.

C/N licks the lemon to test it first, as she immediately retracts and drops the lemon, she tightens her lips into a thin line and her eyes close, Megumi takes this opportunity to take a picture.

“You lie! I go and tell mama you lie!”

Megumi chuckles, putting C/N down

“Lie about what? You tried it on your own free will.” Megumi snarks, causing C/N to tightly glare she began to stop her feet, “It’s not good! I go and tell mama you lie! Mama!”

C/N dashes out of the kitchen in an angry fit, knowing he was gonna get an earful from you later, he’s just happy he got his revenge.

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Gojo

Gojo discovers this after Suguru sent him a picture of both of his twins trying lemons, he coos at the sight, finding it absolutely adorable, this encourages Gojo to run to the store to get lemons so he can record his little girl’s reaction.

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At the moment she was getting ready for nap time, so right after you tuck her into bed, Gojo ran into his daughters room, in a hurry, barging in and pausing her princess movie she was watching.

“C/N~ could you help your papa out for a bit?”

C/N blinking at the glaring light that Gojo turned on, watching her papa walk in and sit next to her on her bed.

“Did mommy make daddy sleep on the couch again?” C/N casually asked, as if she were used to this, making Gojo sulk, he probably would be sent to the couch after he does this.

C/N tilted her head when she didn’t get a response, so she simply took it as yes, she scooted over and patted down her sheets, allowing her dad to sleep with her tonight.

“It’s okay daddy, you can sleep with me tonight.” This absolutely squeezed Gojo’s heart, almost making him regret having her try this lemon, but he continues anyway.

“I appreciate it sweetpea, but mommy didn’t kick me out, I just wanted you to try this!” Gojo cheerfully said, showing her the lemon, she looks at it suspiciously, narrowing her eyes.

“What is it? What does it do?” C/N tilted her head, making Gojo giggle

“It gives you superpowers! Like your papa!” Gojo smiles, handing C/N the lemon, she takes it, her suspicion fading when she hears about superpowers.

“So if I try…I will have superpowers? Like superman?”

Gojo nodded, lifting the lemon to C/N, she takes it and bites deep into it. She pauses mid bite, sharply lifting her head back up and looks back at her dad.

Gojo couldn’t help but die from laughter, C/N’s squeezed in lips, and her eyes slightly watered from the sourness, he couldn’t help it.

C/N was staring at Gojo, as she sniffles once…sniffles twice…then finally, tears, loud and drowning tears, alerting Gojo when she suddenly breaks down.

Gojo jumps to his daughter as if it were an instinct, rubbing her back and telling her to shush and that she’s okay, but neither worked

Not only did he feel terrible about making her cry, but he was terrified because of you.

It didn’t even last a second when you dashed into the room and began to comfort C/N, Gojo looks with fear and concern.

“Oh dear…What’s got you all crying…”

You wiped her tears.

“Daddy gave me a nasty food and started laughing at me…”

C/N pouted, before you snapped your neck towards Gojo, yep, he was fucked.

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Geto

Geto thought of this idea himself, I mean, how cute could it be to see his son and daughter taste lemons? He was dying to see their reactions, so one night, it was his turn to do the house work, including kitchen while you take a shower.

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Both twins were making a absolute ruckus, the whole house was trashed with toys after Geto just cleaned it, but Geto isn’t the type to yell out his children, so he decided to distract them both with something else.

“G/C/N, B/C/N , how about we try something new today, hm?” Geto said in a mellow tone, he looked like a typical house wife, with a pink apron and white bunny slippers, as both twins stop their play fighting to see what their dad meant.

“New? I wanna try something new!” G/C/N said excitedly, running to her dad to see, her brother simply follows her around anyway, so they both came at the same time.

“I’ve cut you both a fruit called lemons, only big boys and girls could eat these, if you both can eat them without quitting, I’ll serve you both ice cream, sound like a deal?” Geto smiled, G/C/N immediately accepted the challenge, taking the lemon for herself

“So you’ll start treating us like big kids if we eat lemon’s, dad?” B/C/N questions, looking down at the yellow fruit, earning a nod from Geto.

“Who cares if we’re big kids, we get ice cream!” G/C/N encourages her skeptical brother, this immediately helps B/C/N gain confidence.

“Then…we eat it at the same time, okay?” B/C/N said, earning a nod from his sister.

“On the count of three, we bite…1….2….3—!”

They both chomp down on it, they both recoil in unison, as they look up at their spectating dad, he was covering his expression, as he holds in his snickers, but both twins continue to bravely chew and even swallow, but when G/C/N finished, she was instantly enraged

“What was that you gave us, papa, you scammed us!” G/C/N said, hitting her papa’s leg, and B/C/N sniffled, looking at his dad with puppy eyes as he picks up his sister by her shirt so he could stop her from punching.

“Can we get our ice cream now, papa?” B/C/N said in a trembling tone, trying not to cry, Geto’s smile soften’s patting his son’s head

“Of course, B/C/N, you both ate it, after all.”

Both twins cheered

“Hell yeah! Chocolate ice cream!”

G/C/N said loudly, making Geto gasp and lightly slap her head.

“Watch your mouth, G/C/N.”

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[risuola]

leakssss

so.... gojo seriously got off-screened, used like a puppet and not even a burial happening...? like, gege ik you hate him but for real...???

on the other note, i'm happy that the trio is good and kicking but... eh it feels very anticlimactic. we had dozens of chapters of the slowest fight that ever took place and now in one chap we have slime!kuna, trio basically fully recovering, apparently yuta is alive? (also, is he alive in gojo's body or-?) oh, and the whole forgotten uraume-hakari fight that clearly got steamy happened off-screen too.

there are few chapters left so i really hope for some proper closure for gojo, he's the most beloved character whether gege likes it or not and to off screen him like that is just wrong.

we need a burial for gojo, geto and nanami - for shoko's sake if anything. that's all of her friends and while the fight is over, she's still working on bringing yuta back somehow. and for yuji too, nanamin was his papa, no? and maybe something for choso too? ._.

on the good notes, megs smiled! and the lil' signature on the letter is so cute.

[greycaelum]

ahhh your kaleidoscope series is so heartwarming! i was wondering if its possible to write a timeskip where kikufuku is older and is basically really protective over his mum in public, i think itd be really cute but funny that hes acting like her bodyguard 😭🫶🏻🖤 thank you if you do this! (his parents taught him well)

Kaleidoscope Series—Clouds and Mochi Chapters: { SSS }

—Gojo Satoru X Reader

𑁍 Synopsis:

16-year-old Kouki is just as tall as the 5'8 man. He should thank his Papa's genes later.

"You need something from my mother?"

"M-mother? I w-was just asking directions." The man replied, looking at you and Kouki back and forth.

𑁍 Genre: fluff, family theme, time skip

𑁍 CW/TW: (1.1k)— stranger trying to hit on you, protective Kouki, Kouki can be a little menace, Kouki's thoughts about relationships, didn't proofread, sorry 'bout that

𑁍 A/N: I've been rewriting this ask for several times over the months and only until this very morning did I feel I could finally do it at my own pace. Pardon the very long wait sweetheart, but I do hope you like this one! I hope you have a great weekend everyone~

Kouki is used to being fawn over. Not even bragging, but girls do swoon over him in his class that he has to escape to the rooftop to evade them.

"Eh? Cause me and your Mama are pretty, that's why you look like that." His Papa answered when he told him that girls in his class kept following him.

Papa? Well, he's not really handsome. His Papa is weird. He looks like a really long sugarcane when he stands straight in his violet uniform. Has someone even told his Papa?

Mama though. He thinks you're very beautiful. Kouki really loves his eyes because it's the same color as yours.

So it's not a surprise having a pretty mother that when you go out guys look at you, a little longer than Kouki would approve.

"We have to buy you new clothes, you're not fitting in the ones we bought last year." You sighed and walk to the department store with Kouki trailing behind you. "I know your Papa is tall, but I never thought you'd be this tall too."

Kouki pouts and shrugs.

"You use me to get the high things Ma, why are you poking my height?"

You laughed, teasing him more about girls in school breaking their necks when he passes them. His sister can't keep her mouth shut to get back at him at dinner time.

His Papa told him it was normal. Those kinds of things, getting attracted to the opposite sex because of curiosity. But he's never felt the need to entertain it. Kouki does get confessions but all of them are politely turned down.

"Why should I? It's not like I like her." He sighed at Yusuke, his friend since middle school telling him he's been a real snob with girls, this recent one is the principal's daughter.

"But don't you get curious about getting into a relationship? All that romance and stuff? C'mon, you're not planning to be a hermit or a monk are you?"

He already knows what it's like. Seeing his mother and father every day, Kouki doesn't really feel the need to seek out relationships, especially fleeting ones. It's not like he likes anyone anyway.

"Oh! I know. You're waiting for Mayumi? Right! It's been years since she changed schools. Are you still exchanging emails with her?" Yusuke grinned ear to ear.

"She's like a sister to me." Kouki stood up and pat his pants from the dirt. "I have siblings, and I'm gonna get angry if some boy or girl just dates them for fun too."

Dating... Huh?

He's rather protective of the girls in the house than fooling around. The same goes for his Mama.

"I want this hoodie Ma." Kouki came back to the aisle with a white hoodie in his hand when he saw a man talking to you.

"Do you know where this cafe is? The mall is big and I'm lost." The man—looking late 20s—rub the back of his neck while looking at you intently as you told him the directions.

Asking questions? Probably the man is lost. That's alright, he'll wait here 'til you finish helping the guy.

"Ah, thank you. If you're free can we get coffee together? I'm Hayato."

Formation SSS

"Ma, I was looking for you." Kouki swooped in. Your eyes lit up and smiled. The man was taken aback by his presence but Kouki ignored him and put on a worried face, with a soft voice. "Papa told you to walk slowly. You can't stress my baby sibling walking around tirelessly. The first trimester is really delicate, didn't you hear what the doctor said?"

"What are you talkin—" You frowned and stare at him like he's ridiculously grown three heads.

"Papa mailed me he's waiting in the store, your rings just finished getting cleaned."

You frowned at him with the sudden remarks but he just winked at you and turned around, and everything changed. Slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans with a blank look on his face, Kouki took one step forward. The man steps back and looks at him with confusion and a glare.

16-year-old Kouki is just as tall as the 5'8 man. He should thank his Papa's genes later.

"You need something from my mother?"

"M-mother? I w-was just asking directions." The man replied, looking at you and Kouki back and forth.

"Go straight in that corridor, turn right at the corner then take the elevator to the ground floor you'll get there." Kouki flatly answered. "Excuse us, my father is not really a patient man."

Kouki ushered you out of the shop. The directions he gave led to the parking lot.

"Y'know, you're really a minion of your father. The only you got from me is your eyes." You chuckled, finding your protective son funnier than scolding his rudeness. "And what baby sibling? Really Kou-chan, after your siblings you still want to babysit another one?" You teased.

Kouki huffs. He really wanted that white hoodie but forgot about it. Unknowingly you didn't realize the direction you're heading.

It was the same cafe the stranger earlier asked you about.

"What took you so long? I was really hungry." His Papa waved.

"Satoru?! I thought you were coming home tomorrow?" You shook your head and sat beside the grinning man. You were quickly enveloped with smothering and teasing.

Kouki sighed at the scene in front of him and turned to his phone, the tread of the recent message is still there.

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Him:

Pa.

Papa:

Yes, yes? Miss me Kikufuku? I'm on my way home~ I brought you a ddeokbokki, the spiciest one!

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Great, he feels the love. Note his sarcasm, please. Kouki ignored his father's words and got to the point.

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Him:

Pa, formation SSS

Papa:

Roger that, where?

Him:

Department store.

Papa:

Okie-dokie on my way Kikufuku.

Him:

On second thought, wait at Cafe Rio

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"You two are really!" You huffed but a defeated glint in your eyes.

Kouki stared at his parents getting all lovey-dovey despite the public setting. He should've chosen a more private place to eat.

"I'm gonna get that hoodie, I'll be back." Kouki stood up.

"Owkay~" His Papa chuckled, shooing him away. "Oh, Kikufuku?"

"Mnnn?" Kouki turned back and met his father's thumbs up. This time a genuine tenderness in his Papa's eyes.

"Nice one, son."

Kouki shrugged and waved, walking out of the cafe. His Papa is weird, but he's the only man worthy of his Mama.

On his way out, he saw the man in the department store. The man's eyes were wide open as he stares at his Mama and Papa inside the cafe in disbelief. He then saw Kouki, walking on the other side.

Kouki smirked tauntingly crumpling the man's face and ego more than ever.

Guess what? You're right.

The only thing he inherited from his mother is her eyes. He could be a menace like his father.

—GreyCaelum

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

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[kaisers-house-of-desires]

I am still indecisive, but Gojo, Nananemi (I feel like the more I type his name, the more I misspell it), or Sukuna x husband reader and Yuji as their adopted son? Just some teeth rotting fluff from your local ace.

One loving family coming right up~!

Title: 2 + 1

Characters: Gojo Satoru x m!reader, Yuji Itadori

Contains: fluff <3, adoption

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+ (except Itadori bc...adoption)

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI (This may not be smut, but I still want the above to be followed)

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"Satoru...let's have a child!"

Gojo choked on his coffee, practically coughing up a lung. "Wh-What?!"

"Let's...let's have a child!"

You had been pondering the idea for quite some time. You two had been together for awhile, and seeing so many happy couples with a child has given you a little bit of baby fever.

"I uh...a-are you sure? A kid is a...real big responsibility, y'know?"

"Yes! Yes I'm really sure! C'mon, Satoru!"

Gojo was silent, readjusting his sunglasses that he always insited on wearing as he sat back in the chair. "Well...First off, I'd be a terrible father--"

"Oh don't you start that--"

"I would! I mean, look at me! I can't even take care of myself!"

"Mhm...and that's why you double check whenever I order your food to make sure I get the right thing, or make sure I use the right detergent in washing your clothes."

"H-Hey! That doesn't mean anything!"

"It means that if you can be so vigilant on things you care about, you can be vigilant with a child!"

Gojo's cheeks puffed in a pout as he looked away from you, not liking how you made sense. "Hm...well...I at least want to think on it..."

Elated, you jumped from your seat on the couch and squeezed him into a hug. "Thank you, Satoru!!"

"H-Hey, easy! You're gonna spill my coffee!"

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Now something like this didn't come quick or easy for that matter. You two had to have deep conversations about how this would work: how to organize a room for the child to have space, what foods to make, toys to get them, what rules there would be, etc. Not only that, but you two had to look deep into adoption agencies and see what their policies were and how to go about this.

It was mentally taxing, and at times, you two had to put it off for awhile, just to make sure it could be tackled with a clear head. After all, this was a massive decision, one that affected not only your lives, but the life of a child. You two began to wonder if it would even be possible until finally, after all your searching, an agency reached out to you, willing to take your case.

Now came the next step, home interviews, personal interviews, background checks, all the works, all the more strain that was going into it. Though Gojo assured you it would work out in the end, which meant a lot coming from him, as he was hesitant on this in the first place.

Still, you two persevered.

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3 Years Later

"Satoru, I'm home!"

You sighed as you sat on the step inside the house, kicking your shoes off to allow your feet to rest after long hours at work. You were soon greated by small, thudding feet rapidly approaching you.

"Daddy! Daddy Daddy!"

A body barreled into you, and two arms tightly wrapped around yours, giving you a practical death squeeze. You couldn't help but chuckle at the small child, ruffling his hair.

"Heya, Yuji. How was your day today?"

Yuji straightened up, waving his arms up and down. "It was fun!! Papa and I played "Stack the Blocks"! We had to see how big we could make the towers! Papa lost at three blocks, and I beat him with five blocks!

"Oh really now?" You gave a playful grin as you stood up, picking up Yuji in the process. "What else did you and Papa do today?"

"Oh! I did Papa's hair! Wanna see?!"

From the other room you could hear Gojo object. "N-No no! Daddy doesn't need to see this, Yuji!"

"Come on, Papa! You look amazing!"

Before Gojo could object any further, you stepped into the living room. Your husband was sitting on the floor, his white hair pulled into very messy and tangled pigtails with an additional one on top of his head.

"...Yuji didn't want me taking them out so I couldn't," he huffed.

You couldn't hold back the giggle that slipped out, and you set Yuji down. "He looks wonderful, Yuji! You did a great job!"

"Heh. See, Papa? Daddy likes it! So you will too!"

Gojo grumbled something under his breath, but you could only chuckle as you rolled up your sleeves. "I'm gonna get started on dinner. Yuji? Can you make Papa extra cute for dinner tonight?"

"Mhm!"

Much to Gojo's dismay, you walked out of sight before he could bribe his way out of another hairstyling.

As you prepared dinner, a simple, happy thought crossed your mind:

I love this family.

[mortemappetens]

I wish I knew how to shade.

[starslyt]

𝑝𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 － 𝑆． 𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜

𝑊𝐶： 800

𝐶𝑊： 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑝． 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑚𝑎． 𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠． 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦’𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙

it was just about that time. your belly was stretched as far as it could’ve been. none of your clothes fit anymore and you couldn’t even see fat ma or your toes

at 9 months, you were quite tired of being pregnant. you were seriously regretting letting gojo knock you up but you couldn’t

refuse that sweet whine he let out as he was on his knees just begging to let him give you at least one

you waddled back to the bed and sat down as you heard the door unlock

“hey, mommy, i’m home” gojo’s voice rang in your ears as your face scrunched up in something of disgust and irritation

“i’m in here, papa” you called out anyways as you simply scrolled through tv channels trying to find something but honestly you just settled for some dumb cartoon that you weren’t going to pay attention to

gojo walked into your shared room with a shit ton of begs from different places, from a glance, you seen Louis Vuitton, Channel, Fendi, Gucci

you surely perked up then, you sat up and looked at gojo as he had a dumb grin on his face as he sat every bag infront of you

“don’t worry— this ain’t all of it, it’s just what i found for now—“ gojo spoke as you simply blinked at him confused not even surprised

“you gon be having my baby soon, i gotta spoil you, early push present— er.. presents, mama” gojo spoke as he looked at the smile on your face

you opened everything. purse, belt, shoes, perfume and lotion, clothes. all of it had you shocked especially with that sour attitude you had towards him since you’ve been pregnant

“papa.. you.. awee” you spoke as you looked at him with a quivering lip and teary eyes.

gojo cautiously walked over to you and have you quick kiss and hug “why you crying, mommy? it’s the least i could do—for now” he spoke softly to you

“‘m jus’ sensitive. thank you, papa” you spoke as you suddenly just wanted to hug and kiss all up on him and that’s exactly what you did

when that special day finally came, you were holding your newborn in your arms absolutely geeking over how beautiful she was

soft, unblemished skin and that curly hair and the longest eyelashes. the first hospital night you got a bouquet of roses and the matching teddy bear

“you are something serious.” you couldn’t help but giggle as the nurses looked at you and smiled seeing how excited your baby daddy really was

the second hospital night, you were just laying there watching the terrible hospital tv and attempting to stomach what the nurses gave you to eat

the white haired man walked in with a smile on his face, you looked at him trying to figure out what made him smile that much— the baby was in the nursery with all the other babies and the way he came he didn’t just leave from there

no words were exchanged but he grabbed your left hand and slid a ring on your ring finger. your eyes widened as you looked at it and back up at him “satoru.. “ you said softly, breathless

“yeah. cmon mommy, marry me? we already got our own lil family. you the only one that ain’t got my last name” he spoke looking at you with those icy blue eyes and you smiled

“absolutely, papa.” you giggled at his proposition and his reasoning. at that moment one of the nurses brought your baby in per gojo’s request.

you picked her up and smiled at your shared daughter “looks like we gon be a lil family for real, princess.” you spoke to her as you kissed her forehead

the third and last hospital morning, gojo carried your bags as you sat in that wheelchair that a nurse pushed as you were holding onto your little one

you left out the front doors to see a black G-wagon parked in the pickup area with a big red bow on it, your jaw dropped

“satoru.. you’re joking.” you spoke as you looked at him as he smiled “perks of having a rich baby daddy” satoru spoke as he unlocked the car door as the nurse helped you get situated and sent you three on your way

“just wait til these 6 weeks up. you gon get it real good.. just wait.” you spoke as he smirked at you and drove the three of you home

© starslyt 2024

[cursingtoji]

real quick thought but do y’all realize that the reason gojo took megumi in (besides unaliving his papa) was so that the zenin wouldn’t treat megumi like a weapon aka like gojo himself was treated

[fushitoru]

more info below cut:

kind of re-thinking ghost!geto bc i haven't written it yet and would like to know what you all think. three things that im considering writing for kinktober week 4:

ghost!geto: you pass on going out to party with your roommates for halloweekend, instead choosing to stay in for a comfy night. turns out there's a really hot ghost that's been in your dorm all along, only visible to you on halloween night. and he's really fuckin tired of all those fake moans you make when those dumb college guys come over and fuck you. so he'll show you real pleasure!

additional notes: based on that one augustinthewinter nsfw audio

cowboy!gojo (or geto) (req): there's a new cowboy in town, and he's quickly charmed everyone: your friends, the town's mamas and papas...all except you, because you find him insufferable. turns out he's real good at romancing, because you find yourself for falling for him and his wit. (and then ride him while wearing his hat)

additional notes: enemies to lovers, there'll be plot, basically bridgerton!gojo x reader dynamic but in the wild west

delivery!boy choso (req): when you ordered pizza from papa john's you didn't expect such a hot guy when opening up your door. now, you're just finding excuses to keep ordering pizza, but when you find that he's quite closely connected to your friend group and continue seeing him throughout campus, could there be something more that blooms between you?

additional notes: meet cute, strangers to lovers

side note: these are all going to be written, im j deciding what to prioritize

wld like ur thoughts/ideas, if there's anything you'd like to add to what i have :3