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SHIRT, satoru gojo

Satoru Gojo x fem!!reader Summary: After returning from a long mission Gojo finds that one of his good shirts had gone missing from his cupboard- since only one other person had a key to his room he already knew the culprit. tw!! flirting, FLUFF, cringe dialogue? angst if you squint, Gojo might seem ooc (I'm trying I promise). notes: I am obsessed with this man.

y/n glanced up from her book when a knock sounded on her dorm room door. She wasn't expecting any visitors today so her eyebrows pulled together.

Bookmarking her page, she sits the book to the side and stands up from her bed to walk over and pull open her door. Her dark brown eyes lock onto the familiar figure of Satoru Gojo.

Her heart clenched at the sight of him. She hadn't seen the sorcerer since he left a month ago for a mission.

"Hey I just got back but I can't find my-"He suddenly pauses, an amused smile appearing on his face when he notices what she's wearing. --"Is that my shirt?"

Her eyes widened and she glanced down at the oversized black shirt she wore, acting like a deer caught in headlights. Pursing her lips, she slowly lifted her head to meet his gaze.

"Uh...no?" She lied, flashing him a non-convincing toothy grin. Satoru only tilted his head to the side, his arms folded. --"Really? so whose shirt is that?"He hums, pointing a long finger to the shirt that hung on her shoulders.

Swallowing, her lips form into a pout as she glances down at the shirt again for a millisecond. --"Mine."She squeaks out without missing a beat.

Now Satoru really did look amused. Lifting a hand to tap a finger against his chin, his blindfolded gaze made her almost shrink back. --"You wear shirts three sizes too big for you?"He muses dramatically.

y/n was certain that her face was the reddest it had ever been but she attempted to not have the nerves affect her behaviour. --"Yeah."She responds in an almost shaky voice.

Attempt failed.

Satoru only chuckles and takes a step forward, inviting himself into her room which in turn prompts y/n to take a nervous step back. His hand replaces hers on the door so he can shut it behind him.

"Alright enough of the cat and mouse game- why are you wearing my shirt?"He questions, hoping her answer would somehow stroke his already inflated ego.

y/n only frowns and glances down anxiously, folding her arms over her chest. --"You left it here last time you stayed over to watch a movie with me..."Is her quiet response.

"That doesn't explain why you're wearing it, sweetheart."He muses again, his voice slow and teasing. A frustrated sigh leaves her lips and she lifts a hand to rake through her dark hair nervously.

"Y-You were away a while..."She trails off, pausing to calm her racing heart down. --"And I missed you so..." She shrugs her shoulders pathetically, gesturing to the shirt she was wearing.

Satoru hums and strokes his chin with his index finger and thumb, pleased with her answer. He almost wanted to tease her but couldn't fight the soft smile that was appearing on his features.

"Aw-"He scoffs softly and advances towards her- his arms outstretched. --"I missed you too, sugar."He tells her in a tone that said 'I'm going to tease you about this for the rest of your life but I seriously did miss you' whilst engulfing her in a tight hug.

y/n was embarrassed but that didn't stop her from lifting her hands to grip his back tightly, worried that if she didn't squeeze hard enough he would just disappear. Satoru rested his cheek against the top of her head, arms over her shoulders and down her back.

"So...what exactly did you miss about me?"He asks in a firm teasing voice. y/n groans against his chest and shakes her head, instantly moving away from his grasp.

But Satoru wasn't going to let her go that easily- he kept a tight grip on her wrist as she shook her head, fighting the urge to crack a smile. He smirked confidently as he tugged her back towards him by her wrist.

"I hate you."She spoke- though the smile on her face was a dead giveaway that she was lying. Satoru only grinned, his hands moving from her to wrist to lace their fingers together affectionately.

"You hate me yet you missed me?"He teases, voice slow and filled with affection. Her tongue pokes against the side of her cheek, still trying desperately to hide her smile and flushed cheeks.

"You're so annoying."She mumbles with a scoffed laugh only making Satoru's smirk widen. He chuckles and lifts a hand to pinch the hem of the shirt she was wearing teasingly.

"So..."He pauses for dramatic flare. --"Is my shirt comfy?"He asks, a sudden flirting tone to his voice. y/n purses her lips and glances down to the shirt with a nod.

"I dunno...maybe you have a comfier shirt I could steal?"She hints, her tone also incredibly flirty. He chuckles and pulls her closer to him by their joined hands.

There was a certain sentiment on his features as he tugged her closer to him until their chests were practically touching, their hands fitted together between their close bodies. Lifting his other free hand, he rests it against her cheek, smiling down softly at her.

"I really did miss you."He spoke, a lopsided smile on his face. Her cheeks go red as she leans into his touch, her thumb pad stroking against the top of his hand unknowingly.

Satoru and y/n had known each other for a little over 2 years now and for as long as anyone could remember they were tiptoeing around each other in regards to 'feelings'. They were almost opposites attract in a way- she is reserved and doesn't like to speak to more than maybe 2 people a day- whilst he is open and loves hanging out with his students at any given chance.

It hadn't taken either of them long to develop feelings for one another but they never discussed those feelings. They danced around the subject and never addressed them- no matter how many times their friends would point it out.

y/n had noticed her feelings long before Satoru had. She was the girl that fell in love easy so she knew exactly what it felt like to yearn for someone. It only became more noticeable to her when Satoru would disappear for a month to go on missions and each and every time she would cuddle her pillow as though she was in mourning.

Safe to say she noticed her love for the sorcerer incredibly quickly.

Satoru on the other hand, hadn't noticed until a couple of months after y/n had. He noticed that whenever he would leave to go on a mission he would find some way to pick her up a souvenir and bring it back to her. Usually, that wasn't a dead giveaway for feelings to him but it happened frequently to the point that even if the thing he was buying her cost him all of the money he brought with him- he'd still get it for her.

They are both aware of their feelings. They just chose to ignore them out of fear and nervousness.

Satoru pulls her closer to him, his arms wrapping around her shoulders as he embraces her tighter than before. y/n accepted the hug without a second though, her arms locking around his waist and squeezing.

A soft sigh leaves his lips as their bodies pressed flush together. For once in his life, he seemed to hesitate before speaking. --"y/n?"he mumbled against her head of hair.

She hums in response, her cheek pressed against his chest. Again, he hesitates for a moment. --"Why are we fighting this?"He asks her bluntly. Her eyebrows pull together, her head lifting upwards to look at him, her chin on his chest.

She didn't have to ask what he meant by that. The intimate setting and position they were in was a no-brainer to her. Swallowing, she shrugs her shoulders.

"I'm scared..."She responds. The room was quiet enough now that Satoru could hear the ragged breath she took. He frowns.

"Of what?"He murmurs to her though he already knew her answer. She still hadn't moved from his grip. --"That you'll break my heart."Is her whispered answer.

A long silence passes through them as he lifts both of his hands to cup her face. --"I would never break your heart."He mumbles, the pads of his thumbs stroking up and down her cheekbones.

She shivers under his touch, brown eyes wide with affection as she stares up at him. --"You promise?"She whispered, tilting her head to the side a little.

A soft smile appears on his face as he finally leans down, pausing for a second as their faces are an inch apart. The pupils in her eyes dilated as she stared at were his eyes would be if they weren't covered by his blindfold.

And after a nearly unnoticeable nod by her, their lips meet in a soft touch. Her brown eyes fluttered shut as his grip on her cheeks tightened a little so he could pull her face closer to his as his mouth moved almost bruisingly against hers.

The kiss was over quicker than it had begun. Satoru had been the first one to pull back, his forehead resting against hers as she purses her lips and shuts her eyes nervously.

"I promise."

A soft smile appeared on her face, her heart fluttering as she opened her eyes again to stare up at him- pupils completely dilated by this point. --"Maybe I should steal your shirts more often..."She trails off with an awkward chuckle.

A soft laugh bursts from his lips as he nods, his hands sliding to play with the hem of the shirt she had stolen from him. --"You look good in them."He tells her, a small smirk on his voice.

A soft look appears on her face as she suddenly rises onto her topes, arms going around his neck as she hugs him the tightest she'd ever hugged him before.

"Please don't ever leave for that long again..."She mumbled into his shoulder as his arms go around her waist, a soft smile on his face.

"I'll try."

notes: so, this was my first try at writing for Gojo so I'm sorry if he appears out of character- I tried really hard :((

TLC, buggy the clown

la!!buggy the clown x fem!!reader summary: y/n is one of Buggy's newest additions to his freakshow and after a particularly rough show he looks to her for comfort. tw!! fluff (like a lot of it), pining (mutual), angst if you squint. notes: I tried as hard as I could to make Buggy as in-character as possible in this I swear to god. It was so hard, guys.

y/n turns her head away from the mirror with the lights. She was still dressed in her circus outfit which consisted of a tight purple tank top and a black poofy skirt with sparkly suspenders, bright purple fishnets covered her pale legs.

Her face was previously painted white with sparkly black mime makeup and a fake bright red clown nose. Since the show ended an hour ago she had wiped it off leaving just the fake red nose on her face.

Her head had turned towards the door, seeing Cabajji standing there with a rather nervous look on his face. --"The captain's asking for you..."He told her, swallowing.

The show tonight hadn't gone as brilliantly as their captain, Buggy had hoped. A ton of the cast were late to their ques, the crowd were all over the place with their orders- it was just a total disaster tonight which obviously led their usually jolly captain in a bad mood.

But she wasn't nervous when hearing that Buggy was asking for her. She had never really been afraid of him. Running a hand through her red hair, she stood up to her feet, wobbling a little in the heels Buggy had forced her to wear for the show.

Cabajji gave her an almost sympathetic smile and patted the door. --"He's in his room. Could you let him know the rest of us are going out for a drink?"He asked and she nodded, moving past him.

Cabajji would have told the captain himself but he knew that Buggy was less likely to get angry if it came from y/n. He had a soft spot for her.

After bidding him goodnight, y/n wobbled past him and down the hall towards Buggy's room. She took maybe ten steps before ultimately giving up and slipping the heels off, leaving her to shrink back down to her full height of 5'4.

With aching calves, she found herself back in front of Buggy's cabin door. Heart beating loudly against her ribcage, she lifted a hand to lightly tap her knuckles against the door.

A muffled 'come in' is heard from behind the door. Swallowing, she pushed down the handle on the door and slipped through the crack, shutting it back over behind her.

Her heart dropped when she saw Buggy sitting at the edge of his bed, his shoulders sagged in an uncharacteristically sad manner. With a soft frown, she walked over to him, setting her heels on the ground next to the door.

She sank to her knees in front of Buggy, sitting on the carpet in the space between his legs. This wasn't the first time they had been in this position, which is part of the reason why she wasn't nervous to comfort him.

Lifting a hand up, she rested it against his cheek- feeling him lean into the touch with his eyes shut. --"Where's that smile?" She asked in an attempt to cheer him up, her voice softer than honey.

Buggy lifted a gloved hand to rest against the hand that caressing his cheek, his eyes fluttering open to look at her. y/n's heart stuttered a little in her chest when their eyes met.

He turned his face against her hand so he could press a light and tender kiss to her palm. He had done this numerous times before but it never failed to make her blush.

"Not up to smiling, toots."He simply responded and she nodded her head in response, plastering a smile onto her face. --"Guess I'll have to do all of the smiling for you then."She joked, an overexaggerated grin appearing on her face as she continued to attempt to make him feel better.

And it seemed to work for a brief moment as a chuckle fell past his painted lips. --"Tonight was a mess..."He mumbled and she shook her head, lifting a finger to press against his lips.

"Every good show had a bad day. We'll do better tomorrow."She told him, nodding her head encouragingly. Her bright attitude seemed to put a small smile on the captain's face and her lips turn upwards.

"See, there's that smile..."She trailed off, tracing the pads of her thumbs up and down his cheekbones. Buggy's chest felt heavy as he looked at her.

He always went to her for comfort. She had only been with the crew for 6 months but they just got each other. She was the only person he felt comfortable enough to just sit and air it all out. The same goes for her part. She never felt judged when she was with him.

They always sought words of comfort in each other and nothing more. But the 'nothing more' is what they had both been thinking about recently.

Sure, they were attracted to each other but were they willing to risk what working relationship they had?

Buggy seemed to have already made his mind up as he looped one of his gloved fingers with one of the fingers on her hand which was pressed against his cheek.

"Stay with me?"He murmured to her, a hopeful look appearing in his blue eyes. He felt a little pathetic and if it had been anyone else he would have just forced them to stay with him, but not y/n.

Her heart stuttered again at the question as she found herself nodding her head. Hell, Buggy could ask her to slip a knife between her ribcage right now and she would probably go along with it.

Her eyes danced across his face and she swallowed. --"Do you wear your clown makeup to bed?"She asked, curious. Buggy raised an eyebrow, he hadn't expected that question.

He shrugs in response. --"Only if I forget to take it off."He responded, his voice gruff. She hummed and stood to her feet.

Buggy watched her walk over to his desk, his eyebrows pulling together as he leaned back on his mattress with the help of his hands.

After a few seconds, she turned around with a packet of wipes in her hands. --"This packet is full, Buggy."She was almost scolding him as she walked back over to him.

"So?"He murmured, watching her return back to the spot she had been sitting in before, sitting the packet of wipes next to her. She scoffs a little at his tone.

"What do you mean 'so'? you have got to take better care of your skin."She told him. --"What you need is some TLC."She said with a grin. He leaned forward to pull off the fake clown nose she had forgotten she was still wearing.

He completely ignored her scrutinising. --"heh, you look cute with the big red nose."He compliments. Her cheeks heat as she starts to pull a wipe out from the packet she had retrieved from his desk.

"So do you."She retaliated, pushing herself up onto her knees so she was a little closer to his face. Buggy's throat goes dry at the sudden closeness.

"not according too-"He started off only for her to interrupt him, lifting the wet wipe to his cheek. --"I don't care what others say. Your nose is what makes you unique and cool."She told him, her eyes not looking into his and instead focusing on where she was scrubbing his face.

Her words forced him into silence, and he pondered her words as she gently wiped off his clown makeup. She had never actually seen him without his theatric circus makeup so imagine her surprise at the man underneath it.

A small chuckle bubbled up her throat as she wiped away the remainder of his makeup. --"You never told me you had such a handsome face underneath the chaos." She comments, rubbing off some of the red makeup around his lips.

Buggy's throat goes dry again at her words, his cheeks turning the same colour as his red makeup. After a few more moments, she had thrown the wipe to the ground with a soft smile on her face.

"There. All done."She told him, standing up to throw the wipe in the bin. Buggy glanced over to his reflection in the mirror above his desk, y/n's words filling him with the tiniest amount of confidence.

His eyes then found her. He took notice that she was still in her circus outfit. Feeling his gaze on her, she glanced down and shook her head.

"I, uh, didn't get the chance to change..."She trailed off with a nervous chuckle. She nodded her head over to the heels she had discarded at his door. --"Those heels you make me wear are real killers."She mused, folding her arms over her chest as Buggy stood his feet.

She almost shrank back as he walked over to her, his figure craning over hers. His gaze falls to her legs for a moment before a blush coated his cheeks and he forced himself to look back up at her face.

"I, uh-"He paused to clear his throat, --"You can borrow a shirt if you want."he offered. An appreciative smile appears on her face as she nods her head.

"I'd appreciate that."She told him. With a nod, she watched Buggy walk over and begin to look through the clothes in his drawers.

Standing by almost nervously, she glanced down at her chipped nails. A frown settled on her face when she noticed the chip, deciding she would add a fresh coat tomorrow before the show.

Eventually, Buggy spun back around with an accomplished grin on his face and a shirt in his hands. y/n took in the details of his grin without the company of his clown makeup, her cheeks heating.

Her silence only had Buggy frown, nerves settling in as he remembered he was bare-faced. Noticing his nerves, her brown eyes widened and she walked towards him, shaking her head.

"Hey, no."She said defiantly as she reached him, resting a hand on his shoulder. --"You look great, Buggy."She informed him with a pointed look.

Her face was close to his as she scolded him for even thinking bad thoughts about his appearance. In her eyes Buggy is perfect. He will always be perfect in her eyes.

Buggy eyed her, his chest feeling heavy again. --"Why are you so good to me?"He mumbled to her. She blinked in surprise at the question, not expecting it.

But she didn't miss a beat with her response. --"Because I care about you, Buggy."She told him lifting her hand to rest against his cheek again. --"And I want you to see yourself how I see you."She told him, standing a little closer to him as she spoke.

By now they were a few inches apart, their chests nearly touching. Buggy suddenly lifted both of his gloved hands to rest against her face. If he stood this close to any of his other crew members they would be flinching back in fear but not y/n. She would never be frightened of him.

He always had treated her differently.

She leaned into his touch as he took a small step closer, their feet touching. Her chest, too, started to feel heavy as she watched his gaze flicker between her brown eyes and her smooth lips.

The tension snapped as his lips hesitantly moved to press against hers. She felt him tilt his head as her hands clutched his vest and tugged him closer to her.

The kiss was soft. There was no neediness or frustration behind it. It was sweet. Her lips moved up into a smile as she stood on her toes, feeling him rest his hands on her hips.

Buggy was certain that his heartbeat was in his ears. He was holding his breath as his lips slid softly against hers, his hands switching between resting on her hips and her jaw. The fear of messing this up was prominent in the back of his mind but he must be doing something right if she hadn't moved away in disgust yet.

After around 10 more seconds she pulled back and held a finger up between their mouths with a small smile. --"As much as I would love to keep doing this-"She grabbed the clothes from Buggy's hands. --"I need to change."She reminded him.

Buggy stood dazed as he watched her disappear into his bathroom with his clothes, the door shutting behind her. He stood there feeling as though he was going to fall over from the shakiness in his legs.

He hadn't planned on kissing her it seemed to just happen on instinct. Not that he was complaining. Apparently, he stood there like this for a while because he was still standing there in a daze when she walked out of the bathroom.

His shirt reached mid-thigh but she didn't mind. She walked over to put her own clothes next to her heels. His limbs finally started to work as he moved to sit on the edge of his bed.

She raised an eyebrow. --"Do you sleep in that?"She giggled, gesturing to his clothing. He glanced down and shrugged his shoulders. --"Most of the time, yeah."He responded as she walked closer to him.

He eyed her with a dazed look in his eyes. --"You look good in my shirt, sweets."He comments, leaning forward to grab her wrist and tug her closer to him so she is standing between his legs.

A bashful smile appeared on her face as he wrapped both arms around her waist in a bold manner. A thoughtful smile appeared on her face as she rested her hands on his cheeks.

"What is it?"He asked, tilting his head to the side. She shrugged, biting her top lip as she smiled. --"I'm just happy I managed to cheer you up is all."She responded, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to his forehead.

His eyes shut at the feeling of her lips against his forehead, his heart swelling in his ribcage with uncertainty. He wasn't used to this sort of affection.

But he craved the attention she gave him, just like how he craved the love from the crowd at his shows. He had been begging for some love all of his life and he had it now. He didn't plan on losing it any time soon.

She pulled back and swatted her hand against his bicep with a smile. --"Alright, is that seriously what you wear to sleep?"She questioned, raising an eyebrow. He hummed and shook his head. --"Nah, I usually sleep with nothing on but I doubt you want to see that in your first stay, toots."He smirked with his words, winking as he watched a blush rise to her cheeks at the thought.

Shaking her head, she moved away from his grip to plop down onto the bed next to him. --"At least take off the vest."She hummed, laying back against the pillows.

Buggy fought back a sarcastic response as he unbuckled his vest and slid it off. y/n slid underneath the covers, sighing contently as her red hair spread out against the pillow.

After a few moments, Buggy was joining her under the covers. He paused a little when feeling her almost instantly shuffle closer to him and rest her head on his bare chest.

His heart stuttered a little as he settled himself beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. This position was new to him but he wasn't complaining.

Nuzzling her face against his chest, she moved an arm to wrap around his waist, her eyes falling shut. A grin spread across Buggy's face as he leaned his cheek on the top of her head.

Reaching across, her turned off the lamp that sat beside his bed. Darkness coats the room as he feels her snuggle closer to him, a smile on her lips.

Pulling off his gloves, he sat them next to his lamp, his bare hands resting against her forearm. Grinning, he shut his own eyes, sleep almost instantly taking control of his form and hers.

Oh no I’m a villain. I’m a horrible horrible bad villain who kills and stuff . I think I need a sorcerer to come get me omg…

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