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Crybaby!Husband!Gojo who has a huge fear of being abandoned. He constantly feels the weight of the world on his shoulders, and when he's with you, he feels that he can finally let his guards down, finally feel vulnerable. But today, he feels that may have been the biggest mistake he’s made yet. Getting scolded by Nanami for printing too many copies of a report wasn't nearly as awful as Gojo walking by a half-opened conference door, hearing some higher ups making fun of "being less focused on his work than usual." If he had just heard that, he wouldn't have cared because he knew the real reason he had been struggling to think straight was because of you. Your smile, your scent, your warmth. It was all he could ever think of, even at times like this. And it was the reason he had been too distracted to pay attention to the copy machine. All he could think about was being wrapped in your arms. But he feels his heart drop and his eyes fill with tears when he hears one of them muttering, "Wasn't he supposed to be the strongest?" He could feel his throat fill with the bitter taste of bile. He spent the rest of the workday silent. His eyes are still watery as he walks through the door of your shared home, and all he wants to do is fall into your arms. Let you comfort him and tell him how those higher-ups are useless assholes. But when he enters the living room, you're not sitting on the couch, curled up and reading your favorite book. And when he goes to the kitchen, thinking you'd be making yourself dinner right about now, the air is cold, and there's no smell of food. The dirty dishes from breakfast are still in the sink and there's no sign of you. "Of course," he thinks to himself. "You're asleep." You probably had just as bad of a day as he has and went to bed early. But Satoru doesn't find you when the bedroom door clicks open, just a cold empty bed. And in that moment, he thinks you've gotten sick of him like everyone else. He thinks he's gone soft and that maybe he doesn't deserve to feel taken care of, to feel at ease, when he should be protecting the world. Just like the higher-ups and Nanami, you would get sick of him, too. You would realize you deserve so much better.He can't help but slide down onto the floor, sobbing into his palms. The love of his life had left him all alone...The first thing you hear is sniffles when you exit the bathroom. When you heard the door to your house slam, so you were sure Satoru was home, but you didn’t expect to find him kneeling beside your side of the bed, sobbing. “Toru?”You take a seat on the floor beside him, bringing both your hands up to his face to wipe away the stray tears. He takes a second to even notice it's you touching him and not some hallucination, before he pulls you tight into his arms. “What’s wrong?” He doesn't respond. “Did you have a bad day?” He nods, and you bite back a smile at his childish behavior, not wanting him to start crying harder. “Are you happy with me?”His question breaks your heart. Instead of giving him an answer,you pull back from his hug, staring up into his icy eyes, and bring your face closer to his. He can feel the warmth of your breath on his face and he sees that look in your eyes. And all the air in his lungs exits in one shallow breath, when he realizes you've been sitting in front of him with nothing but your towel wrapped around you. You lean in, brushing your lips against his “Do you want me to show you how happy you make me?” This time, he has your full attention.“Use your words,Toru.” His voice is raspy from crying, but he still musters up the courage to let out a soft yes. Your smile takes away any doubt left deep inside of him. And after tonight, Gojo knows you’re happy with him.

operator's voicemail☎️- An early post since I'll be too busy to update my masterlist this weekend😮‍💨Also this is my first time trying this smaller font out so I hope it's still readable!Definitely going to make this into a series~

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everyone in the toji x reader tag needs to see this </3

"he's your bf and he's jealous of your stuffed animals!!!" how about i kill you with a gun

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You Without Me Ain't Right

operator's review☎️- You find out the JJK men cheated.

warnings~angst,manipulation,toxic relationships, infertility in Gojo's,HEAVILY OOC

You left your family, friends & job behind all in hopes of being the love of Satoru's life. You thought you'd give him an heir, be accepted by his clan, and live a life of peace. But it had been three years since the two of you had gotten married. It had been three years since you had be trying for a child, yet you still were yet to conceive. You were certain that he felt that you were the probably. How could a man of his class, his wealth, his status, be sterile. How could a man like him ever fail to have a child. And you were right to think that, because sooner or later you find panties in the washroom, that you are certain are yours. But you ignore it, because maybe just maybe it was a part of your imagination. Then you find lipstick in his glove compartment. A shade that you would never wear. But you leave it there, hoping the next time you open it, the lipstick will have disappeared. And that smell, lavender and honey, you were certain it wasn't yours. But maybe, just maybe your brain was playing tricks on you. Maybe Shoko had left her lipstick in Gojo's car, when you all went out for drinks last month. And maybe the scent was Satoru's new cologne. And of course, the underwear must be yours from years ago that you've seemed to have forgotten about. And maybe when you walk into the bedroom and find a woman sleeping in the spot that you lay every night, you were imagining it all. And maybe when Gojo's sitting up against the headboard staring into space and turns his head to you when he hears the door creak, you were dreaming. And of course, you were certain this was a nightmare as you close the door and head back down the stairs to make dinner. Because the man you met all those years ago, that you fell in love with, and that you married three years ago would never cheat on you.

When Toji got out of bed today, he felt the air around him thicker than usual. And when he stepped outside of his apartment for some fresh air, he felt the heaviest weight on his chest. He had a secret, one that had been eating him alive. He didn't mean for it to happen, he had just been out drinking at the bar with Shiu, when a spotted a girl, he would have guessed around 22. She reminded him so much of his first wife. Her hair was a deep black and cut to her ears. Her eyes were like staring up into the stars. All he could do was stare down at her in awe from across the bar. He made his way over to her and offered her a drink, then two, and before he knew it, they had spent the whole night together, talking about the weather, her major, his favorite food. Anything. he was waking And before he knew it, at closing time, he was going home with her and waking up in a stranger's bed the next morning. And the pain wasn't eating him up inside because he used this girl for his own selfish desires, or that fact that he had broken his commitment to you, but it was the fact that he was still in love with his wife. There was no way in this life he would ever get the chance to hold her again. And sleeping with her and trying to find comfort in you only made his ache for her worst. But Toji didn't know that you already knew what he had been up to. Did he really think you would believe that the reason why he came back at seven in the morning after the whole night of clubbing was because he went to watch a game at Shiu's house? One by one your things disappear from his apartment. And he doesn't even notice, he's too far out of his mind, until you're all that left. When he goes to answer the knock on the door and you hand him the key he had given you a few months back, he knows that he's lost everything now.

Sukuna would never admit that he loves you, in fact he's told you how he'll never see you as anything more than a stress reliever. He's so keen on the idea of belittling you, that he's the one who told you about his "infidelity." How he slept with more women than he could count, all while taking a claim of you, never letting you leave, never letting you find true love. Till one day you've had enough. He's asleep in bed besides you and you check his breathing, watching his chest rise and fall back slowly. And when you're certain he's in a deep sleep, you gather your clothes that are scattered across the floor from the night before, before putting them back on. You find your bag, slumped against his closet door and pick it up. You close the door so slowly behind you, leaving a slight crack so he would hear the click. Every step down the stairs hurts your lungs and by the end of it, you feel your eyes filling with tears and your heart beating out of your chest. You look around one last time, taking in hell you've spent the last few years living in. And a part of you doesn't want to leave, doesn't want to find a home elsewhere, but you want to feel loved, to feel wanted and you Sukuna won't ever let you feel that. You pick up your shoes at the front door and step out into the darkness. And the first few days, Sukuna thinks it a joke, he thinks you'll come crawling back to him in a week. He's cut you off from your family, your friends, and the outside. Sooner or later you'll realize you can't survive on your own. But days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months and it's almost a year later, before he picks up his phone and dials your number. It doesn't go through, and he lets the phone drop out of his hand when he hears this number no longer exists. He would have never admitted that he loved you, but boy does he wish that he can turn back time and tell you a million times.

operator's voicemail☎️~ They all need to get whacked upside the head omggg. How did my own writing piss me off so bad? This was supposed to include Geto, but I ran out of ideas sorry...Title inspired by "Break Up With Your Girlfriend" by Ariana Grande! Read Part 1 Here!

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Dying To Feel Something Good

18+/MDNI(fem!reader)

Thinking about a stoner!husband!toji who gets the munchies when he's high. He's not hungry for a snack, but for you. He's kneeling beside the couch,with your panties pulled to the side, licking stripes up and down your lips. "C'mon, look at me baby." His voice is so raspy and can't help but demands eye contact, he wants to see how good he's making you feel. Even though he's high out of his mind, he won't hesitate to nibble harder than necessary at your clit, making you jolt in pleasure. And if you break the eye contact with him again, he flips you over onto your stomach and pushes his ring finger into your spasming hole. His big fingers stretching you out and the cold metal rubbing against your entrance sends shocks through your body."You feel me?" All you can do is nod your head into the pillows. Toji feels his heart beating out of his chest and your scent is overwhelming him, but he's starving. He pulls his ring finger out and starts rubbing fast circles on your clit. And poor Toji can't help but spit on your pussy. Letting in dribbles down into your hole, while he just stares in awe. When your knees give out on you, Toji knows you're close, and he can't help but shove two fingers back into the side of you and wrap his lips back around your bud. "Let loose for me, angel." Those few seconds feel like eternity, and when your high hits, you wonder if this is how your husband feels right now. You're repeating his name like a mantra. The room is spinning and your vision is blurred with your tears. But Toji's there to ground you and when he finally feels your shaking come to a halt and pulls his fingers out again. He'll turn you over to face him and start peppering your faces in kissing. He gives you a hushed "thank you." And you can't help yourself but smile when he rests his blushing face into your chest.

And stoner!boyfriend!suguru who wears his baseball cap backwards when you ride him. He looks up at you, his eyes barely staying open, feeling nothing but complete euphoria. He'd keep one hand steady on your hips, while the other holds the joint to his lips. Your hands are on his shoulders, grinding halfway down on his cock, when he thrusts up into you. It's not hard, but it's deep and it knocks the air out of your lungs. He gives you a smug grin before the joint is back to his lips. You watch him inhale slowly, a strand of his hair falling in front of his face from under the cap and when he breathes out, and the warm musk fills your lungs. You're mesmerized by how beautiful this man is and how he's all yours. He snaps you out of your daydream with another deep thrust. "You gonna fuck me, or you just gonna stare?" His words make you clamp down on him and he mutters fuck under his breath before taking another hit of his joint. As he exhales, you bottom out and the grunt he lets out sends shivers up your spine. Not a second later you're riding him, going half-way up his shaft, before taking him back in fully, feeling his head nudge a spongy spot deep inside of you. You finally look up from where the two of you connect and just then he leans over holding onto your waist, snuffing the last of the joint against the coffee table behind you. He's so deep in this position and you can't help but let your head rest on his shoulder. The chuckle he lets out is so soft, "You tired? Want me to take care of you." All you can do is hum against him, closing your eyes when you feel him lower his hands from your waist to your hips. He thrusts up once, then twice for measures. He looks down at you and when he sees your mouth agape and you the corners of your eyes filling with tears he leans down to kiss your nose. "I got you." He takes his hat off and puts it on your head before smiling down at you. He's the one who's been smoking, but you can't help but feel so high off of him.

operator's voicemail☎️~This almost didn't make it out the drafts.💔Title inspired by 2high by Audrey Nuna!

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Don't Wanna Go To War With A Soldier

operator's review☎️- Your reaction after finding out the JJK men cheated.

includes angst,toxic relationships,manipulation, OOC, yapping cause I hate writing dialogue(not proofread)

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Nanami cares about a lot of things; money, his precious eight hours of sleep, and you. Or so you thought. But there is one thing that, though he'll never admit, he truly cares about. What people think of him. He keeps his suits ironed and his hair slicked back. A perfect track record at anything and everything he's ever done. So when word gets to you that he's slept with his secretary, you don't yell, you don't even let him know that you know... You just tell anyone you encounter. You're shopping for gum at a convenience store? You'll gossip with an elderly lady you saw Kento helped carry her grocery bags to her car. You're on the phone with your mother-in-law? You accidently mention how he's been keeping his secretary more company than you, smirking through the phone as his mother questions what you mean. But you'd never confirm her suspicions of her son. You drop off his lunch at the front desk and you talk with the receptionist and a few of his co-workers who hadn't yet heard about his scandal, dogging him out. And sooner than later, he's going to come home one night, when you're already in your pajamas half-paying attention to some sitcom on TV, and block your view. He'll ask you what's wrong, he'll play the victim, then he'll blame his cheating on the way you act. But, when you get up to leave, to walk out of his life, he can't help but wish he could take it all back.

Shiu remembers even the little things. Hell, he remembered his best friend's child that he'd seemed to forget about. So when he comes home and enters your shared bedroom and you pick up your pillow and head to the couch for the night, he notices. When you turn your face away from him when he tries to kiss you in the way of the door. The way your eyes linger a little bit too long at his co-workers, and the seductive smirks you give them. But no, of course you haven't found out he slept with someone else?You would have mentioned it. You would have yelled at him. You would have packed your suitcase and left your wedding ring on the kitchen counter. Right? You would have been out of the door and found someone who loved and appreciated you like he was supposed to. Right? Today was different, you shared a bed with him. You kissed on his way out of the door. You rode in his car to work, talking about the time you first met. Your first kiss together. Your first time together. And he feels his eyes filling with tears. You tell him how much you love him. And he can't force himself to make eye contact with you as you grab his hand and kiss the wedding band you brought for. And that night he stays out late after work, drinking his sorrows away, because he knows when he comes home, you won't be there. Or your clothes, or anything that would remind him of you. But the promises he broke would still linger in the air.

Hiromi is a sociable man. He has friends and coworkers from all walks of life. He's a caring soul...too caring. When you find out he's cheated, you're just as shocked as the next person would be. A man who had spent his whole life helping those in need, going behind your back and finding satisfaction in somebody else? Thankfully it was only noon, and with all the cases he had taken own this week the chances of him coming home late tonight was high. You were on the phone with every divorce lawyer in town, until a familiar face pops up. One who you've invited to dinner before. At first his friend from law school rejected the idea of being your lawyer, but with enough sympathy and money he caved. He had noticed you being less affectionate this week and almost avoiding any type of conversation he would strike up, but he brushed it off. Imagined it was merely in his mind. Or maybe you were sick. Or maybe you had found out. A week later, he's sitting in his office, talking with a colleague when your lawyer, his own friend, comes through the door. At first he was excited, it had been weeks since he had seen him. But then worry sunk into him when he noticed the papers in his hand and the fact that there was no way he had taken a client's files from the sixth floor of the building to the second, unless it was for him. He sits the papers down on his desk and mutters sorry before lives out of the office, closing the door silently behind him. And at that moment Hiromi feels like he could spit his lunch back up.

operator's voice message☎️- Lowkey hate this...but yolo </3 ~Title Inspired by "Thought I Was Dead" by Tyler the Creator!~~

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Baby, What You're Doing to Me

Reader's always the one who's flustered or sore after sex, but what about the men? (fem!reader for gojo & geto) 18+/MDNI

Lovesick!fiancé!Geto has so many people relying on him and just wants to be taken care of. And after spending all afternoon in bed with you, there is no doubt in his mind that he has someone he can rely on too.He stares at you with soft eyes, thanking the universe for bringing you into his life. He reaches out to stroke your face, but your eyes shoot open and he pulls his hand back toward his chest. You blink your eyes slowly toward him, letting your sight adjust to the now setting sun. And once they do, you take in the sight of his messy hair and his swollen lips. "Beautiful," you muttered under your breath. And when you take your hand up to his face and trace along his jawline, he feels like he could die a happy man. "Are you blushing Sugu?"You push a strand of hair behind his ear. "No!"He laughs awkwardly and sits up too quick for both your comfort. But you'll tease him about that later, you've already seen the way his face was glowing pink and the way he adjusts his shorts from under the cover. "It's just hot in here."He fans his face with his free hand. "Where are my manners,do you want me to turn the air on?"He tries to stop you from getting up,, but you're already out of your bed and walking toward the thermostat. His mouth goes dry staring at your bare back, the way you purposely sway your body with each step you take, the way your panties cling to every dip and curve of your hips. When you turn around back and head back to the bed, you know in your mind you've got him. And that moment Geto's thinking the same thing, "You're beautiful." "You think so?" He doesn't respond back to your question, he just pulls you back into bed with him. "I love you so much." You feel him wrap his arms around your waist, and as much as you want to tease him for being too clingy, you let the warmth of his body pull you back into your slumber.

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Lovesick!boyfriend!Gojo who's even more down bad for you. He doesn't even try to cover his hickeys in public and the whole day he's spent slightly limping around thinking about you. He's infatuated with the idea of having sex with you any position possible. Anywhere, anytime. But today, for once, Gojo finally thinks he's had enough. His biceps are sore from holding you up all night long and his legs feel like they would buckle under his weight. And as soon as he's finished with his job for the day, his body crashes onto the couch, hoping for finally get some rest. He dozes off, but not for long when he feels you kneel on his back, jumping up and down in the process. His head shoots up from the pillow and he contemplates screaming. He grunts from the weight of your body pushing into his ribs. "Please, get off." You giggle, thinking he's joking at first, but he mutters it again, sounding more annoyed this time. You sit on the floor next to where his head lay on the couch. "What's wrong with you?" He turns his eye, now staring eye to eye with you. "Everything hurts." And when you giggle this time, he rolls his eyes. "I'm dying and my own girlfriend thinks it's funny." Now it's you turn to roll your eyes at his nonsense. Satoru starts to think to himself how any normal person could have so much energy, when he feels as horrible as he does."You know, I have something that can make you feel better." He sits up on the couch and his eyes wander to the way you play with the hem of your skirt and the way your eyes travel down his body, undressing him. But Gojo feels his stomach turn sour and his face burns "That's what got me into this mess." You pull yourself from the floor, standing over him. "You don't have to do anything, just lay back. I'll do all the work." He really was going to reject your offer, but the weight on his shoulders suddenly felt lighter and you're already on top of him, peppering his faces with kisses. And even the strongest has his weakness.

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Stubborn!husband!Sukuna tries his best to keep up his facade. He's grumpy, there's no questioning that, but it's almost like he tries to purposely not show any emotions.Almost like he's scared. For his whole life, he's never felt embarrassed for others and he sure as hell has never felt embarrassed himself, but in the middle of changing the sheets tonight his face turns bright red. You had brushed past him, your scent was like warm vanilla, and he didn't know why, but his body felt on fire.You mumble a short, "sorry" and move on, knowing he wasn't one to worry about such a trivial thing. But when you look up at him, his face is flushed and he's unmoving. "Baby, are you ok?" It wasn't out of the ordinary for him to be quiet, but his lack of movements were starting to scare you. You raise an eyebrow at him, "You ok?" His heart felt his heart beating out of his chest and his face tingling. "I love you."You choke on air and hold your chest to stop yourself from laughing. "You what?" He stares at you not wanting to repeat himself. You reach out for his hand and help him sit at the foot of the bed. He takes a sign of relief. "I would hope you do, you did marry me y'know." And Sukuna stares at you. But it's not his normal nonchalant stare, his eyes are softer and his lips are pulled in a slight grin. Your eyes wander over his body, all of the love bites, and the scratches from your nails. Then to his face, his pink hair and just as pink face. He is handsome, there's no questioning that, but the way he looks up at you, so soft & everything but grumpy, your heart can't help but skip a beat too. You bring your arms up to his shoulder and the look in his eyes are all-telling. Both of you know the sheets will need to be changed again tonight, but you can worry about that later~

operator's voicemail☎️~ Thank you guys so much for all the notes on Part 1! I hope part 2 is just as good. I actually struggle so hard writing for Gojo but I really enjoyed how his turned.~ Banner was made by me! & the title inspired by "Stunner" by Ten!

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So Good I'm Gonna Drink Her Up

It's always reader getting flustered and sore after sex, but what about the men? 18+/MDNI

Imagine older!husband!Toji limping around after the two of you spent practically the whole night fucking. He was so embarrassed to admit that your sex drive is almost higher than his was when he was in his prime. And he's even more embarrassed to admit that his limping is not from him aging, but from his legs falling asleep while you rode him for what felt like hours. He's up earlier this morning trying to fix himself some tea, when you poke your head around the corner. And you swear that you saw his face turn a shade darker and his pupils dilate. "You don't want to go another round, do you?" He asks like a defeated man, like if he has another orgasm he might pass away. All you do is giggle at his question and take a seat at the kitchen counter, watching his every move. From your seat, you can see the red tint of his ears and the love bites you left scattered over his neck. His movements are stiff and careful. He pours the water into his mug, and opens the cabinet to find the green tea. You already know that your husband gets nervous around you, but you like teasing him. So you get up from you seat after he puts the tea bag into the mug. Circling slowly around the counter until you stand directly behind Toji. You wrap your arms around his waist and he stops moving. A second passes, then another. Then your hand starts moving lower, past his waist and hips till they are both hovering on his hard-on, squeezing it through his joggers. "Aww, all this for me, Jiji." He nods slowly with a slight whimper, not trusting his words. "You want me to help you relieve some more stress?" And this time he answers with an airy, yes. And just as as nervous he is around you, he can't help but get so turned on when you lead him.

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Salaryman!husband!Nanami who often gets asked by his co-workers if he's ok when they see the light bruises hickeys on his neck. Who once had an elderly lady offer her seat on the subway back home to him.All this because he's constantly holding his lower back. Now any other person would assume his age and tiresome job has caused his "deteriorating" condition, when in reality, it was the positions you keep putting him in. And today when he came home, you're already out of your work clothes and on the couch in one of his old t-shirts. He tries to walk past without you noticing. He would have closed the front door much quieter if he knew you would be sitting so close to it. He really does try, but like a 6th sense you shift your head catching him walking slowly behind you on his tiptoes. "And where are you sneaking off to Kenny?" His shoulders drop and he brings his hand up to rub between his eyebrows "I'm just a little sore from last night." He flashes a sheepish smile and if you hadn't been together for so long, you would have thought he was going to cry. "Was I too rough with you? I'm sorry Ken. Why don't you let me make it up to you?" His stomach flips & you get up from the couch, walking over, and coming face to face with him. "I was too harsh with my precious husband, wasn't I?" He doesn't know why he can't say no to you, even though he knows he'll end up in the same predicament tomorrow, limping on the subway and being offered the priority seat from a far too kind person who really needs it. But your words are like butter and today's shift was shit. So coming home to you, offering to make it up to him, even though he knows your previous statement was the farthest thing from the truth, he still accepts. "Fine. But nothing crazy tonight. OK?" Of course you'll nod in agreement, but some promises are meant to be broken. And Nanami thinks so too.~

operator's voicemail☎️- Banner by me!!(it only took me two hours...)Hopefully this doesn't flop cause I wanna do a part two with Gojo, Geto, and Sukuna.⚔️ Title inspired by Ice Tea by Wayv!

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Masterlist

So Good I'm Gonna Drink Her Up(smut/fluff)

Nanami x Reader/Toji x Reader

Baby, What You're Doing To Me (smut/fluff)

Geto x Reader/Gojo x Reader/Sukuna x Reader

Don't Wanna Go To War With A Soldier (angst)

Nanami x Reader/Shiu x Reader/Hiromi x Reader

Dying To Feel Something Good(smut)

Toji x Reader/Geto x Reader

You Without Me Ain't Right(angst)

Gojo x Reader/Toji x Reader/Sukuna x Reader

Crybaby(fluff)

Gojo x Reader

There's Nobody Better Than You(comfort/angst)

Gojo x Reader/Toji x Reader/Sukuna x Reader

No Love (angst)

Geto x Reader/Nanami x Reader/Toji x Reader

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