Around You. Despite His Bold Personality And Cocky Confidence, The Poor Man Can Barely Speak Whenever

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐘 around you. Despite his bold personality and cocky confidence, the poor man can barely speak whenever he’s in your presence.

Once, you greeted him with a simple, “hi.” And Gojo? He hummed in response—out of nervousness—then realized it was considered rude, and awkwardly waved at you.

How smooth. A lot of late nights were spent tossing and turning in his bed, replaying that embarrassing interaction over and over again.

But—god, the tall man can’t help the way his cheeks turn red whenever you smile at him, or how he’s utterly silent when you’re speaking to him, fidgeting with his fingers because, well, his crush is talking to him.

One time, you motioned for him to lean down, and you kissed him on the cheek. To say that he was stunned would be an understatement, as he was certain his mind was playing tricks on him. But it wasn’t. Your lips were actually touching his cheek.

He nearly cried when he had to wash his face in shower that night.

And he definitely had to brag about it to someone.

“Nanami, guess what?” Gojo stared at the exhausted man through FaceTime.

“What?” Nanami frowned.

“Y/N kissed me today. It was on my cheek, but it still counts, right? We’re practically dating now, right?”

“Satoru,” Nanami sighed, his finger hovering over the end call button. “I don’t care. Please go to bed.”

And, with that, the other man hung up, but Gojo was too happy to care.

Perhaps, one day, he’ll build up the courage to actually ask you out on a date. But tonight? He’ll replay the memory of you kissing his cheek until he falls asleep.

pretty babies – gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: idk about yall but I love me some drunk gojo

satoru never drinks, but when he does, ohoho, you’re in for quite the ride.

today was one of the days when he was less of a chaotic handful but more of an emotional mess who apparently can’t even remember his own wife. you sip on your drink, ignoring the drunk satoru leaning on the bar.

he slurs his words as he tries to flirt, “you’re sooo pretty, y’know that?”

you nod with a hum and give him no further reaction. in situations like these, you figured out that letting him go all out until he is tired and sleepy is the best solution. it really is like treating a baby.

thankfully, after many years of being in the presence of one gojo satoru, you’ve built up some patience.

he rests his head on the counter and he looks up at you, eyes wide and in awe, “I bet,” he hiccups and it is followed by a silly little giggle, “we’d make superrrr cute babies! like all round and chubby and we’d much on their cheeks like…mochi! yes! mochi…now I am hungry.”

a smirk makes an appearance on your face as you glance at satoru who is blabbering about building a family with you and spoiling you rotten.

a little teasing won’t harm anyone. so you quip, “you know,” and his attention is already on you, “you already gave me three super cute babies.”

his mouth is wide open in disbelief as he sits up, “no way!”

“yup! And they’re waiting at home for us.”

his eyes crinkle because of his wide grin, “really?!” he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug, “you got photos?! please tell me that you do!” and he switches to a pout so quickly, it gives you whiplash.

however, you gladly pull out your phone and show him the multitude of photos you have.

ones ranging from him being in a crib to help the youngest one sleep to ones with two of the three kids ganging up on him and him desperately calling for your help. satoru goes through every single photo, head on your shoulder and cheek squished.

he is silent throughout it all and when he is done, he looks up at you, “so that means that you’re my wife?”

you nod and your fingers, naturally, find their place on his head. he feels a little shiver of satisfaction before he smiles, one lovesick and silly smile, “I really hit the jackpot.”

you laugh, pressing a kiss to the top of his head, “I guess you did.”

so you take him back home where the kids are already asleep. satoru crashes on the bed right away, steady breaths filling the room. slowly, you take your place beside him and you feel his arms wrap around you.

he pulls you closer and buries his face in your hair. and you close your eyes, letting yourself be lulled to the land of dreams.

when you do wake up, you’re greeted by satoru literally on top of you and deep in sleep. you would like to let him sleep more especially since he looks so comfortable, but you’re going to suffocate at this rate. so you pat his back lightly, “satoru, honey, wake up.”

he groans and buries his face in the crook of your neck, grumbling something along the lines of ‘five more minutes’.

not budging? then fine, you decide. you take as deep of a breath as you can then call for your kids, “who will help mama?!”

it’s quiet and you can feel satoru smirking against your skin. it looks like he won, but then a bunch of footsteps are heard and it’s your turn to smirk.

your husband lifts his head to glare at you—of course, not without sporting one of his famous pouts.

the door is then slammed open and your eldest son is there, “WHO DARES HURT OUR MAMA?!”

he gasps, very dramatically like a certain someone, and points at his dad, “PAPA?! you’re suffocating mama!”

“again?!” your daughter pops up from behind her brother, staring at her dad in disbelief.

they both stand beside your bed glaring at him and he glares back, the three of them forgetting why you called for your kids in the first place. so you do them a favor and remind them, “satoru…I AM GOING TO DIE LIKE THIS!”

satoru is pulled  back by his shirt and your kids take turns in—trying—to beat him up. you get up, greedily breathing air till you’re satisfied. you ignore the screams of your husband until you’re done with your morning routine.

luckily enough, when you got out of the bathroom, you found no one except your husband.

laying on the ground.

presumably dead.

with a bunch of drawings on his face and his hair contained with multiple hair bands.

you snap a picture of him very quickly then you sit on the ground next to his corpse. you poke his butt and he groans, making you giggle, “what happened to the strongest sorcerer?”

he turns towards you with a small frown, “his pretty wife didn’t kiss him good morning so he had no energy to fight,” his head snaps towards the two tiny figures giggling behind the door, “these monsters.”

they squeal and run away once again before he ctaches them.

you gently take the hair bands off, “you’re lucky that our youngest devil is still asleep,” you then smooth down his hair and pat his head, “I love the smiley faces on your cheeks.”

he whines and rests his head on your shoulder, “stop bullying me!”

you hum and stroke his hair, “you know, you did something pretty cute yesterday.”

“I am always cute; what’re you talking about?”

“you flirted with me, your wife, and said we would make ‘super cute!’ babies,” you reveal and satoru seems unbothered. in fact, he seems proud and very happy with himself so you continue, “so I had to remind you of our three little devils and then I showed you pictures.”

he stands up, posing all confidently, “what can I say? I excel at everything even being cute—“

“then you cried like a little baby when I showed you my picture post labor and kept apologizing.”

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𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛 𝗗𝗔𝗬 | 𝖩𝖴𝖩𝖴𝖳𝖲𝖴 𝖪𝖠𝖨𝖲𝖤𝖭

synopsis : going on a beach date w the jujutsu kaisen men ! warnings : none ♡

note : requested ! thank u anon <3 also gojos was absolutely inspired by episode 3. likeeee i had to .

⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𝗀𝗈𝗃𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗎, 𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝗈, 𝗇𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗎𝗋𝗎, 𝗂𝗍𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗂 𝗒𝗎𝗎𝗃𝗂.

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 ໑ ׄ

⠀᭝ he tells forces you to get into the car because he has a surprise for you

⠀ ⠀᭝ keeps saying he ‘won’t say’ every time you ask where you guys are headed even though it’s so obvious

⠀ ⠀᭝ the second you guys arrive he’s dunking your head in the water and teasing you with anything he can find on the ocean floor

⠀ ⠀᭝ laughs at you obnoxiously every time you slip or jump at something he dangles in front of you

⠀ ⠀᭝ he will absolutely instigate a water fight and will also absolutely win

“turn off your infinity you coward!!!”

“never!!”

⠀ ⠀᭝ after you guys are done being idiots and earning concerned stares from everyone around you he’ll take you to get ice cream

⠀ ⠀᭝ stares at you while you eat it but it’s okay bc he knows you’ve been staring at his abs all day

⠀ ⠀᭝ shamelessly leans in to lick the ice cream you have in the corner of your mouth

⠀ ⠀᭝ after you guys are done it doesn’t matter how tired either of you are because he’s going to convince you to go to the movies or go somewhere to eat

⠀ ⠀᭝ every part of it was chaos but you’d still give anything to relive the day

𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 ໑ ׄ

⠀ ⠀᭝ you probably suggested it to him & he assumed it was a group thing so you know he got flustered asf when he realised it’s just gonna be the two of you

⠀ ⠀᭝ when you guys get there you basically have to drag that man to get into the water

⠀ ⠀᭝ you know he’d rather just sit on the sand and talk with you while enjoying the sun, but you’re relentless anyway

⠀ ⠀᭝ once you get him in he’s gonna act like a cat in water. probably making this face ᐢ⩌⌯⩌ᐢ the whole time

⠀ ⠀᭝ will pick up flowers or pretty shells to give to u lol

⠀ ⠀᭝ after that, it’s his turn to drag you out of the water so you guys can just chill on land for a little bit

⠀ ⠀᭝ once it gets dark he’ll hold your hand and walk you around the beach while you guys debate conspiracy theories or something

⠀ ⠀᭝ will kiss you under the sunset. call him cliche he won’t care, he loves you shamelessly

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 ໑ ׄ

⠀ ⠀᭝ you didn’t even get to finish asking him before he said yes.

⠀ ⠀᭝ give this man an opportunity to get out of work and he’s taking it. what’s more is he gets to spend it with you. 10/10 idea in his opinion.

⠀ ⠀᭝ nanami will sit by the shore & watch you get into a water fight with some unfortunate children

⠀ ⠀᭝ the look on his face says “this is very inappropriate behaviour” but he finds it a little amusing on the inside.

⠀ ⠀᭝ after a while he might walk up to you and join you in the water for a little bit before insisting you guys go get food.

⠀ ⠀᭝ he treats you at a nearby fancy restaurant that looks like it costs more than your life

⠀ ⠀᭝ he doesn’t mind because you look so happy to be there and he’s all fuzzy inside because of it

⠀ ⠀᭝ will force u to finish ur plate

⠀ ⠀᭝ when it gets dark he might drive you around town and stop once or twice to get you bakeries <3

⠀ ⠀᭝ will make sure you guys are home before 12 bc he’s not going in to work the next day on less than 6 hours of sleep

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 ּ ໑

⠀ ⠀᭝ getou is always busy with one thing or another, so the idea that you two get to spend the whole day out together has him smiling to himself like an idiot the day before at random moments.

⠀ ⠀᭝ when you’re there he will quite literally follow along with anything you want to do.

draw pictures in the sand? let’s go

mess around in the water? got it

go hunting for sharks? of cour- wait what

⠀ ⠀᭝ if the heat is too much for you he will simply destroy the sun

⠀ ⠀᭝ will point at random creatures and say they look like you

⠀ ⠀᭝ dries your hair with his shirt when you’re out of the water so you ‘don’t catch a cold’

“it’s literally almost 50 degrees”

“you can’t be too safe, sweetheart.”

⠀ ⠀᭝ you two sit down on the sand and have a nice long gossip session

⠀ ⠀᭝ when you guys go to eat he orders the same as you at the restaurant in case you get hungry for seconds <333333

𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐉𝐈 ໑ ׄ

⠀ ⠀᭝ BEACH DATE LETS GOOOO

⠀ ⠀᭝ you guys will somehow manage to do everything a human can possibly do at the beach

⠀ ⠀᭝ yuuji will make you have a sand castle competition then proceed to push yours over when you laugh at how bad his looks

⠀ ⠀᭝ water fight that turns into a make out session because he likes how you look with wet hair

⠀ ⠀᭝ him yelling because there’s an unknown sea creature on his leg while you cackle helplessly

“GET IT OFF”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA- yuuji- NO! GET AWAY”

⠀ ⠀᭝ yuuji not letting you go in the water until 2 hours after you’ve eaten because ‘the sharks will eat you’

⠀ ⠀᭝ somehow it’s 11pm and neither of you are even slightly tired

⠀ ⠀᭝ you two snicker with each other every single time a kid falls over in the water

⠀ ⠀᭝ also playing kiss marry kill and giving each other the most abhorrent, horrendous, jaw dropping options known to man

“kiss marry kill… andrew tate, panda and sukuna”

“WHAT”

⠀ ⠀᭝ once you’ve terrorised everyone at the beach you two will probably go hang out in an arcade & continue said terrorising

© 𝘂𝘄𝗻𝗶𝗵𝗮 ﹒ 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨

what a loser

“can i hug you? you look like you could do with it”

a/n: hi friends ! i hope u all enjoy this :] thank u for the request and sorry for taking so long :( i feel like this is slightly ooc for satoru but oh well :P

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you always watched gojo from a far, always a bit intimidated by the much taller sorcerer. he was carefree, always standing up to the higher ups in ways you’d only daydreamed of. he always spoke his mind, never once holding his tongue when it came to insulting those he disliked.

you’d always give him small smiles, telling him good morning and to have a good evening the times you had passed by him, not wanting to seem rude.

he would always say it back, continuing the conversation with you until you parted ways. he’d stand up for you during meetings, never allowing the higher ups to disrespect you. anytime he’d see your eyes widen a bit at the mention of a mission that seemed too difficult, he was quick to offer himself up in your place.

“don’t you geezers think i should take the mission on? y/n had something planned for the students anyway” he says, anger evident in his voice, but he’s shooting you a smile and a thumbs up as he speaks.

“fine, you can take this one gojo” one of the higher ups say, “y/n you’re free to leave.”

gojo watched you with a love struck look on his face. one you didn’t notice as you were too busy scurrying out of the room, trying your best to not get on the higher ups bad side.

after the third meeting of gojo taking on your missions you decided you should at least thank the man. you approached him shyly, giving him a small smile and saying hello, gojo smiled brightly at you, asking how you were.

the two of you clicked fairly quickly, eating lunch together when you could and making easy conversation. you’d listen to him gush about the first years and shit on the higher ups and he’s listen to you rant about your day and talk about the shows you were watching.

it’d only been a couple weeks since the two of you actually started to get to know each other, but you considered him a friend of yours, even if sometimes you did wish it was more than friendship.

you find yourself walking the empty halls on a thursday afternoon, the clocks ticking in the classrooms as you passed by them, heading towards your office to finish up some paperwork before the higher ups would get onto you for it. the setting sun causes golden rays to leak through the countless windows, shining on you as you continue down the halls.

there’s a cool breeze as you step outside, a sigh as you hold onto the papers in your hands a bit tighter, walking towards the garden area to cut through and get to your office a bit quicker.

a mess of snowy white hair catches your eye, making you slow your steps.

gojo satoru sat on one of the many benches, his elbows resting on top of his knees, chin in his hands. his uniform was a bit scuffed, you could only assume he’d gone out on a mission and only recently returned.

his eyes were covered by the familiar black blindfold, but there was a small frown on his lips. you debated not cutting through the garden today, leaving your new friend unbothered, but your body make the choice for you, already walking towards the strongest sorcerer with a small smile on your face.

“good afternoon gojo” you greeted, still a couple steps away when he turned to look at you, his entire demeanor changing to his usual cheery self.

“hey y/n! whatcha up to now?” his head titled a bit to the side, the mannerism reminding you of a puppy.

“just paperwork, how bout you?” you reply, sitting next to him on the bench, setting your papers down next to you, phone placed on top so they didn’t fly away.

“oh the usual,” he sighs, tilting his head back with a sigh, “thinking about my students, the future for the Jujutsu world and our place in the universe” he laughs dryly and you chuckle softly.

“but hey! there’s nothing gojo satoru can’t do” there’s a strained cheeriness to his tone, it’s makes your chest tighten. a tight smile paints his features, one that doesn’t even reach his eyes like it usually does. his shoulders are slumped and there’s no confident aura like there usually is.

now it’s your turn to frown, looking at him with gentle eyes before you’re speaking up, “can i hug you? you look like you could do with it” your face is burning and your heart is racing.

gojo is looking at you dumbfounded, did you really just ask him that? did someone tell you about his little crush on you?

“sorry! i didn’t mean to cross a line since we just-” you begin, your hands waving apologetically before you’re cut off with his arms around you.

the sudden contact renders you still for a second, then you’re snaking your arms around his neck, letting one of your hands find purchase on the back of his neck.

he’s burying his face in the crook of your neck, you can hear a soft hiccup leave his mouth. you don’t mention it, you only squeeze him tighter to you, trying to hold him together, trying to show him you’re there for him.

“it’s okay” you whisper, “I’m right here for you.” your words seem to strike something in him, as his grip around you tightens, his arms are firm around your waist, his fingers gripping the fabric of your uniform, as if he was scared if he let go you’d disappear.

it’s only minutes later of your hushed reassurance that he’s loosening his grip on you, pulling away with a bashful smile on his face.

“if we weren’t friends before we certainly are now” you smile at him softly. the words elicit a chuckle from the sorcerer.

“who told you?” he asks suddenly, following your movements as you pick up the stack of papers next to you.

“told me what?” your brows are furrowed softly and he can’t help but think of how adorable you look.

“‘bout how i like you” he smiles, his confidence already back in full swing as he’s grinning down at you, loving the way you grew flustered at his words.

“what?! no! nobody told me anything!” you shriek, suddenly holding the papers tightly to your chest, heart pounding so hard you can hear it in your ears.

“huh, figured you would’ve noticed by now” he mumbled, “you didn’t think i was taking on all your difficult missions as a coincidence did ya?”

you’re speechless as you stare at the man infront of you, never once did the thought of the gojo satoru having feelings for you cross your mind.

“well- i mean i thought it was” you sputter out, “why would i think anything else” you laugh nervously, “i thought you were just being nice!”

satoru is just smiling at you, shaking his head and watching the way the gears turn in your head as you ramble on.

“- and so i didn’t want the entire world to just implode you know?” you look up at him, slightly out of breath and your eyes still a bit wide. “what?” you grin, taking in the way he’s looking at you, not exactly sure what he’s smiling about.

“so you do like me? or was that whole metaphor not really a metaphor and the future of the world is in the palm of your hands” his head is cocked to the side again, a cocky smile on his lips and you’re rolling your eyes.

“yeah” you breathe out, looking anywhere but him, trying to slow down your heart rate as you realize what you’ve just admitted and who you’d admitted it to.

satoru doesn’t care that your poor heart’s going a million miles an hour, he’s putting his hand under your chin and forcing you to look at him. he has a soft smile on his face, one that grows wider when he notices the way you squirm under his touch, flustered beyond belief.

“how about dinner tomorrow at 7? I’ll pick you up” there’s a reassuring calmness in his voice that makes you smile back at him, nodding and replying with an ‘okay.’

it’s quiet for a second between the two of you, but he’s quick to break the silence.

“thank you,” he clears his throat before elaborating, “for being here for me,” shifting in his seat as you look at him.

now it’s your turn to stare at him while his eyes are darting from plant to plant. you’re biting back a small smile as you reply, “course, I’ll always be here.”

satoru studies your features, only finding genuine kindness written across your face. the same kindness that made his mornings a bit brighter and his late nights less exhausting. the same smile that makes lunch breaks feel too short and missions away much too long.

the two of you sit on the bench long enough for the moon to say hello. both of yoh staring up at the sky and it’s stars, your hands rest in the space between the two of you, pinkies brushing every once in a while.

satoru is the first to make a move, linking his pinky around yours before diving in and intertwining your fingers with his.

the two of you continue talking, neither one of you daring to acknowledge your linked hands. the blush on satoru’s cheeks was a secret kept between the moon and him, and the way your stomach flipped was kept quiet between the stars and yourself.

when you finally do reach your office, it’s only to set your paperwork down on your desk, closing the door and taking satoru’s hand back in yours.

“ready?” he asks and you nod, letting him wrap an arm around you and hold you close to him, giggles leaving both of your lips as he walks you home.

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SLOWLY LOVING YOU — SUGURU GETO.

જ⁀➴ synopsis: Before Yaga introduces you to the third years, Suguru is a little unsure of you joining them. And then he meets you, and suddenly his heart doesn’t know how to slow down.

જ⁀➴ content warning: reader gets a few cuts and faints, swearing and a lot of fluff.

જ⁀➴ word count: 4,2k

જ⁀➴ note: thank you to the sweet @duhsies for commissioning me! I had so much fun writing it<3!!

“Yaga says there’s a newcomer,” Satoru had a habit of speaking with a mouthful, which Suguru really hated. A hand is smacking the back of the white haired’s head who hisses at the contact before glaring at his best friend.

“Hey!” He protests, his sunglasses resting at the tip of his nose.

“Swallow your food.” Suguru presses, taking a sip from his drink. He had heard long ago from Yaga about this newcomer, and wasn’t really sure how to feel about it. It’s not that he wasn’t good with new people (he wasn’t), but he felt like it was a little odd to transfer someone and have them be with him, Shoko and Gojo right away. They had to have a good cursed technique, a great control of their cursed energy, otherwise they’d just get in the way of everything and—ouf, this was too negative.

Who was he to judge? Sure, a part of him was skeptical, but he was trying to awaken the other side that usually reassures him that everything will turn out just fine.

“I wonder if it’s guy or a girl,” Satoru speaks again, and this time (surprisingly) he swallows his food before opening his mouth. Suguru shrugs at his best friend, grabbing a fry from his tray of food.

“It won’t really change much, I just hope they’re good at what they do,”

“Oh Suguruuu,” Gojo whines at his friend’s negativity, pushing him but not too hard. “Don’t be such a kill joy, I’m pretty sure that they’re good. Otherwise, Yaga wouldn’t look so excited.”

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