Im Tryna Write For My Jjk Fluff Event And Now Ive Got Writers Block Its So Cute But My Brains Decided

I’m tryna write for my jjk fluff event and now I’ve got writers block 🥲 it’s so cute but my brain’s decided it doesn’t wanna compute-

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“OH GOD! IT’S WALKING?!”

— baby’s first steps with gojo, nanami, geto, and sukuna (f!reader)

GOJO SATORU:

your daughter simply adores her father, and she is almost as energetic as him. you recall multiple times when he would pick her up smiling, and she would hold his face giggling and smiling just as much.

it’s such a cute scene, and you have at least 6 similar photos.

so yeah, it doesn’t surprise you that she keeps looking at the door, waiting for him to come back from his mission.

you’re both sitting on the ground, a little distance from the door. you lightly tickle her, “you wanna see dada?”

she looks up to you then looks to the door and murmurs, “dada.”

“he will be here soon; I promise,” you press a kiss to her cheek, and she squeals. soon, the door clicks and it slowly opens to reveal your dear husband who’s holding what you think are bags of sweets, toys, and souvenirs.

“the world’s best dad and husband is here!” he announces brightly. quickly, you get your phone out to record yet another cute moment between your daughter and your husband.

however, neither you nor your husband expected your little girl to stand up excitedly and try to waddle her way to her dad.

“dada! dada!” she says as she hurriedly stumbles and waddles her way to him.

satoru kneels down on the ground, opening his arms widely as he grins, “yes, dada! come to dada, baby!”

successfully, the girl stumbles into satoru’s arms and giggles as he peppers her face with kisses.

he looks up to you with a pout, shifting d/n into one arm, “excuse me, but I would like my two favorite girls to be in my arms, right now!”

you chuckle and settle into his embrace and he presses a kiss to the top of her head and your own.

d/n gives him a kiss—more like simply put her mouth on his cheek—and nuzzles into his chest. satoru grins before looking at you, “she is so cute!”

you quip with a big smile, “I got that on video!”

“you and your gorgeous mind,” he hums as he kisses your cheek.

NANAMI KENTO:

“kento, you’re going to grow grey hair early like this.”

honestly, you can’t blame him for worrying like this. you were finally going on vacation, so your husband wanted everything to be organized.

the last thing he needs is a headache after he finally got rid of the walking one (read: gojo).

he sits down, sighing, “I know; I just don’t want anything to go wrong.”

you chuckle, and settle down beside him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek, “don’t worry,” you say, “we checked everything over a million times. nothing will go wrong.”

nanami smiles tiredly before pulling you into a gentle kiss, “well, I guess you’re right,” he looks around for a moment, “where is d/n?”

“she is playing with her toys on the mat; why?”

“she is not on the mat.”

“she is not on the what?!” you yell, bolting out of your seat and frantically searching for her, “d/n, honey, where are you?!”

“y/n, calm down!” your husband tries to comfort you, “she is still in the house, so don’t stress about it; we will find her.”

as if on cue, a giggle and a coo are heard behind nanami. he turns to find the culprit, his 10 months old girl grinning. she squeals and tries to walk towards him, hands eagerly reaching out for him.

she is stumbling a bit, and her steps are clumsy, and nanami couldn’t have been prouder.

he smiles fondly, “good girl, d/n,” he opens his arms, encouraging, “you can do it.”

she flails her arms as she giggles, “da-dada!”

d/n finally reaches his leg and holds onto it for dear life. she starts swaying as she looks up at him, “dada!” he bends down to kiss the top of her head.

she hums happily, before waddling towards you, worried, “mama?”

you breathe a sigh of relief and hold her in your arms, “you got me worried, baby,” you stroke her hair and she nuzzles into your embrace, little hands gripping your shirt tightly.

nanami lets out a chuckle as he watches your daughter starts to fall asleep in your arms.

he moves to hug you two, and hums with content, “and you say that I am the worrywart.”

GETO SUGURU:

“y/n, what makes you so sure that they will start walking soon?” your husband says as he watches his two little girls play in the garden.

he already had nanako and mimiko, but god chose to grace him with his own pair of twins.

he couldn’t be happier, especially with way the twins both care for each other and beam whenever they see him.

he also adores seeing them play with you; it brings a type of serenity to his heart.

you chuckle, “call it a mother’s instincts.”

suguru rolls his eyes and pulls you by the waist, “you showing off, pretty?”

“nope! just asserting dominance.”

with a roll of his eyes, he gives you a peck on the nose. the both of you then settle down on the grass as well, quietly watching the girls try to chase—wait what chase?

suguru and you lock eyes, and he quickly scrambles to get the camera. meanwhile, you’re trying to encourage the girls to continue their walking, “who’s winning, girls?”

each one of the stumbling babies yells out a—supposedly—‘me!’. they‘re both squealing as they walk around.

soon enough, suguru makes an appearance and starts recording, “I am gonna get you!”

the girls squeal and try their best to run away from the big bad monster.

the very cute thing that even has suguru posing in his chase is that when one of them falls, the other waits for her or tries to help her up.

of course, the latter mostly results in both of them falling on their small little bums. luckily, they clumsily stand up instead of crying their eyes out.

they get tired eventually though, so they waddle their way to you. both of them sit beside you and rest their heads on your lap.

suguru stands in front of you, hands on his hips, “you leaving me out of this group cuddle?”

your twins perk up and turn their heads to peak at him and they giggle when he pouts. still, they open their little arms for their dad to join the family hug, “dada! hug!”

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

your husband is not exactly the most enthusiastic father.

he wasn’t that affected by your son’s first word being dada, and a lot of things that you can’t be bothered to think about.

so yeah, you’re left with the role to be the encouraging parent, and to hype your son whenever he accomplishes something.

so obviously, your son adores you more than he does his father. however, there is no denying that sukuna’s genes are indeed strong.

despite the kid’s beaming smile, he could be choking a snake. it actually reminds you of that one hercules scene.

your son also has a quicker development than most kids, but it doesn’t lessen the excitement when he finally took his first steps.

you held onto sukuna’s arms, pointing at your boy, “sukuna, look, he is walking!”

“so?”

you pause then look at your husband, “what do you mean ‘so’?” you grin, “they’re his first steps, you silly goose!”

sukuna frowns, “I am not a silly goose,” he then rolls his eyes, “he was going to start walking sooner or later anyway, woman.”

you huff, “you’re no fun.”

however, you don’t get to dwell on it for much longer as you hear the scream of one of the servants. you and your husband are looking towards them, and—suffice to say—it’s a memorable scene.

your son, who just started walking, is somehow holding a wooden pickaxe and waddling his way behind the servant.

he is grinning and squealing too like he isn’t about to beat up an innocent person (it reminds you of something or rather someone).

the servant is surprisingly terrified form the kid as she screams, “my lady, please save me!”

you have no idea how a grown woman is terrified of a one year old, but you will give her the benefit of the doubt that he is, after all, the son of the king of curses.

you sigh with a chuckle and walk towards them, “on my way.”

the kid squeals, waddling quicker after the servant who’s about to shit her pants.

meanwhile, sukuna is smirking proudly as he watches his son, “now, that’s my kid.”

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Strawberry jam

Pt.2 just for @koishiro <3

I chuckle, looking at his serious face even though I can tell he’s bashful yet there’s a hint of excitement in his eyes. I tuck my short black hair out of my face and go on the my tip toes, getting closer to his face. His eyes go from wide to half lidded, going back and forth from my lips and eyes, I do the same. He has full soft lips and gorgeous hazel eyes with flecks of gold, as if god himself put stars in his eyes just for me to look at, his tan skin blushing even redder now, it travelling all the way down to his chest. As I get closer his breath gets heavier, I can feel it on my face, it’s warm.

“Come closer Ben,” I whisper and he eagerly does as I say, I smirk at the fact, I place my hand on his cheek and he leans into it like a cute puppy

“Good boy,” I coo and he blushes even harder, closing his eyes. I finally lean in and place a gentle kiss to his lips. He inhaled sharply and kisses me back with the same gentleness. He places both of his hands on my face and leans in more, kissing me more eagerly making delicious sounds as I nibble on his bottom lip. I smile and pull away and he chases the kiss and lets out a frustrated groan and grabs me at the back of my neck to kiss me again but I put my hands to his chest to stop him and grin looking up into those pretty eyes of his, “You’re a very impatient man aren’t you?”

“Millie-“ he starts but I place a finger to his lips.

“You have to finish jarring your jam Ben, you don’t do things half assed do ya?” I say teasingly with my head tilted to the side. He looks down at my lips while he shake his head, “No I don’t..”

“Good to hear now finish up”

He lets out another sound of frustration and lets go of me to continue jarring the jam in a rushed manner, “Careful now, don’t burn yerself,” I taunt.

“I won’t,” he says curtly, a hint of irritation in his voice. I smile and hop back onto the kitchen counter and watch him, it makes me chuckle how he’s sulking and going as fast as he can at the same time. I stare at his broad back nearly covering my whole view of what he’s doing so I scoot too the counter adjacent to the one he’s working on, he glances at me but only for a brief second and goes back to the jam. I take this opportunity to shamelessly stare at him from head to toe. He’s tall with a big build, broad everything except his waist, it looks very slim and very touchable, he has thick strong thighs hugged by denim like a little gift for me to unwrap later…

I shake myself from my naughty thoughts and look at a his face, and what a gorgeous face it is, full lips, pretty pretty cat eyes with the longest eyelashes I’ve ever seen and they’re this pretty light brown that make his eyes stand out even more, they match his hair, thick wavy locks that’s just long enough to cover his neck. It’s a light brown but in the sun it shines a coppery brown and he looks angelic. God, and that nose, I’ve never thought noses to be pretty but here I am, thinking this man has the prettiest nose known to man. It’s slender but it’s not perfectly straight with very faint freckles from working in the sun. It has a slight ridge in it and it scrunches when he concentrates really hard, it’s so cute I want to kiss it-

“Done.”

Ben’s voice pulls me out of my thought. He looks at me expectingly, like a puppy. Who knew such a gruff and big man could be so obedient and cute. I smile at him sweetly and open my arms, beckoning him forward, “Come here.”

Hey koi bbg, the light of my life, apple of my eye. I hope you enjoy and this was worth your shitty week baby LOVE YOU 💕

This took me 6 hours 💀