If Possible Can You Make Gojo With Female Geto In Binge Image Ai

If possible can you make Gojo with female Geto in binge image ai

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Its always about gojo being clingy, but what if reader will be clingy and we will pepper him with love♡

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CW: fluff, a little angst, spoilers for the first half for season two, female reader, trust issues, betrayal, cuteness

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Gojo x Clingy Reader

Gojo Satoru hadn't realized how much he needed, how much he craved to be loved, until he met you.

Before he met you, he had been fine with physical and emotional contact, sure, but it wasn't like something that he enjoyed and sought out.

The first time he met you was in high school.

Instantly, he had noticed how beautiful you were. Even then he had admired how you freely doled out affection, and always wanted to be around those you loved.

Not only that, he always felt a little envious of those you freely gave out love to, like your partner at the time, or Shoko, your best friend. Although, he was so dense back then even he didn't realize he was jealous.

While he always appreciated and savored the hugs and high fives you gave him, he didn't realize that he wanted more until much later in life.

After Suguru left, everyone in your small group of friends became a little more distant, and drifted apart as the years went by after you graduated high school.

Then you re entered his life, as beautiful as you had been, if not more. But your signature signs of affection, and open and loving personality was subdued, the pain of Suguru's betrayal causing you to withdraw into yourself.

This was the first moment that Gojo realized how much he missed you. The you that once burned so brightly with warmth and care, not the version of you that stood before him now with prominent eye bags, a forced smile, and barely an ember of what you used to have.

From that moment forward, it became his personal mission to help you heal. To become comfortable with loving and trusting the way you used to be.

It took time and a lot of effort, but after jokes, reminiscing about high school, getting coffee, being there for you on the hard days, holding you when you cry, and constantly reassuring you that he wasn't going anywhere, you began to open up again.

And somewhere along the way, he realized two things.

One, by helping you with your anxieties and guilt and hurt over Suguru, he had begun to heal a wound he didn't even know he still had.

Two, he had fallen completely and hopelessly in love with you.

For the first time since Suguru had left, your smiles reached your eyes, genuine and sweet. You began showing affection again, leaning your head on Shoko's shoulder, patting the students on the shoulder or high-fiving them, returning Gojo's hugs after the two of you spent hours talking about all of your good memories from high school.

After a lot of thought, and late night rants to Shoko, he asks you out.

You agree happily, telling him that if he had waited any longer, you would've just asked him out to get it over with.

And once you started dating, hoo boy, if he thought you were affectionate and clingy beforehand, he had another thing coming.

He comes home from a mission?

You're waiting with his favorite dinner and all the baked goods his sweet tooth could desire.

You insist on feeding him as you sit on his lap, informing him that it was your job as his girlfriend to take care of him.

Afterwards, taking a bubble bath with him, washing his hair, massaging his scalp is a must.

Then you wrap yourself around him and order him to cuddle you for hours on end.

And if he thinks he is going to get away with leaving your side for even a second over the course of the next couple days, he's wrong.

Part of it is you needing reassurance that he isn't going anywhere. The other part of it is just your nature. You need to take care of the people you love, to cuddle them, cook for them, hold them, love them. It's just how you are.

If it was anyone else, Gojo would probably find it annoying and overbearing, doubting their intentions, or just flat out disliking it. But if it's coming from you, well that's a different story.

If it's coming from you, there is nothing he wants more than for you to love him, because your outgoing and affectionate personality was part of the reason he fell in love with you in the first place.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Note: This is a little shorter than my normal fics, sorry. I really loved this idea and couldn't wait to write it, so I started it before remembering that I'm swamped with schoolwork. I'm so sorry, I hope that I did it justice even though it was a little rushed. Feel free to send in any more requests you might have!

For You Part II (Gojo x Reader)

Reuniting after you're unsealed

CW: hurt/comfort, not canonically accurate, slight spoilers for the Shibuya Incident, swearing, alternate universe where nothing bad happened to anyone else and they all lived happily ever after after the Shibuya Incident, angst to fluff

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It had been nineteen days since you had been sealed.

Nineteen days since you had been taken from him.

Nineteen long, torturous days of fighting back against every instinct, every part of his being that was screaming to go get you.

Nineteen days without your love.

Running faster than he ever had in his life, he skidded to a stop panting.

You turned around and met his eyes, a tired smile gracing your lips upon seeing him again.

An anguished sound, almost a keen escaped him as he saw you.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, then he was barrelling into you.

The two of you crashed to your knees, as he yanked you into his chest as if he was trying to fuse with you.

Just as quickly, he jerked back and cupped your face in his large hands as he frantically scanned you for any sign of an injury, something akin to hysteria shining in his eyes.

Soothed for the moment that you weren't injured, he pulled you back into his chest, and burying his nose in your hair.

Even after all this time, traces of your comforting scent linger in your hair.

"You're here. You're here. You're here."

He repeated those words like a mantra, reassuring himself that you were back, safe in his arms where you belonged.

"I'm here."

You croaked, voice rusty with disuse as you embrace him just as fiercely.

"I'm right here."

"Baby you can't do that to me. Fuck, I thought I lost you."

His voice cracks, and you can feel his desperation and panic in the way his body curves around yours, needing to shield you, to hide you from the world; to protect you.

"I thought I lost you. I thought you were gone. You can't leave me. Not now, not ever."

"You didn't lose me. I'm not going anywhere. I wasn't worried for a second. The entire time I was in there, I was just waiting for you to come and get me. Because I knew you would. And you did. You saved me. We're okay."

His arms tighten around you, and he moves his head, burying it in your neck as his lips hover over your pulse.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba dum.

Feeling your heart beat, some of the tension drained from his body.

"Fuck baby. You can't do that to me. You can't do that to me again. You just can't. I wouldn't be able to survive it. Please, don't make me leave you again."

He breathed, lifting his head to rest his forehead against yours.

"Please."

His voice breaks.

"Hey, hey, Satoru, baby."

You brush your palm against his cheek.

"It's okay now. I'm right here."

You kiss him gently, holding his face between your hands.

After a few seconds you pull away.

"I love you 'Toru. You're alright."

"I love you too."

He mumbled, and drew you back in for a tight hug, needing to feel you between his arms to relax and convince himself that this is real.

The two of you sit like that for a couple minutes, before you suddenly remember that the two of you are kneeling in a pile of rubble, and that you haven't seen the kids.

"'TORU! THE KIDS! ARE THE KIDS ALRIGHT?"

"They're fine."

He grumbled, tucking you back against his chest.

"Take me to them."

You demand, tapping on his chest insistently.

"I need to see them. Plus we can't keep sitting here in the dust and rubble forever."

"But I just got you back."

The Gojo Satoru you know and love is back, as he gazes up at you petulantly.

"I don't wanna share you yet."

"Satoru. Take me to the kids. We can cuddle later."

Unhappily he did as you asked, teleporting the two of you to your students, but not before securing you against him again.

As soon as you arrived, you peeled him off you, and sprinted towards the kids, yelling their names.

Turning and crying out your name, they run towards you, swarming you as they latch on to any part of you they can reach.

Watching the scene unfold before them, Gojo can't help but to smile, relieved that the people he loves are safe.

But he only tolerates them hogging your attention for maybe three minutes.

After that, he's entering the fray, practically chucking kids to the side as he makes a beeline towards you.

"Well, now that everyone's checked in, we'll be off!"

He said cheerfully before teleporting off with you.

You know him well enough to see that his playful attitude is just his way of hiding his true emotions, and that he is still suffering.

So for the rest of the night, and many, many, many, months to come, you coddle him, reassuring him that you're safe; you're not going anywhere.

On his part, he essentially super glues himself to your side. Like, you haven't gone more than five seconds without seeing him in months. And at night, this man has both arms, and both legs wrapped around you as he hooks his chin on either your shoulder or the top of your head. Full on koala mode; no one can take you away from him.

But most of all, he tells you every day how much he loves you. How much you mean to him. He does little things, to make sure you feel loved and cared for.

Anything bothering you at all? He's on it. You want some red bean mochi? He's teleporting to the store and back in minutes a whole bag of it freshly made. You're anxious and need reassurance? He has a whole cute couples night planned, complete with a movie, dinner, bubble bath, and more. He takes care of everything and anything for you.

After all, there's nothing he wouldn't do for you.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Note: Well I originally planned for this to be pretty short, but I got kind of excited and just kept writing. Hope you guys enjoyed it! Let me know what you think and feel free to send in any requests you may have!

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I'll probably get to all of these ideas at some point, I was just wondering if you guys have a preference or not?

(Yuji) Pink, (Angst to Fluff) Pine, #1: Close to soulmate = Warm/hot. Far from soulmate = Chilling/Cold

I have these thoughts on this prompt setting, and i wanna add it. It's your choice to follow or do your own thing!

Yuji lives in Sendai, Reader lives in Tokyo. (Cold)Yuji eats finger, moves to Tokyo. Feels warm, but worries because of curses harming soulmate. But tries to find soulmate, but mission stops him. (Is sad & frustrated)

Reader feels warm, searches all over Tokyo for Yuji, but very bad luck. (Starts warming, gets cold immediately.)

Yuji meets Reader on rainy cold night after Yuji mission. He didn't notice the warmth until Reader says, "I FINALLY FOUND YOU!! Where the heck have you been?! I've been looking fir ya for weeks!!"

- 🌗 Anon

Cutie (Yuji x Reader Soulmate AU)

CW: light swearing, angst to fluff, mentions of death, reader has female pronouns,

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All his life, Yuji had been cold. At least, until he moved to Tokyo. All the sudden, he began to feel fluctuating waves of warmth, not enough to reach the frigid space inside of him that was the absence of you, but enough that he was able to experience little tastes of warmth throughout his days at Jujutsu Tech.

At first, all he could think of was finding you, his soulmate, and that was all he could talk about with his new friends.

In response to his constant gushing, Fushiguro told him that it was fine if he wanted to go find his soulmate, but that he would have to be prepared to face the reality of the peril he was introducing to your life.

Especially since he was the vessel of Sukuna. If the higher ups found out who his soulmate was, there was a high probability that they would use you to get to him.

Despite the warning, Yuji laughed it off, and said he doubted anyone cared enough about him to go to such extreme lengths, and that even if they did, he would be able to protect you.

Shrugging, Fushiguro told him that it wasn't his soulmate, and wished him luck.

When the three first years were called for their first official mission together, Yuji was thrilled, but for a different reason than the others.

The entire car ride down, he kept getting warmer and warmer, meaning he was getting closer to you.

Briefly worrying about your safety due to your proximity to the assignment, he considered trying to find you before the mission so that he could make sure you left the area. But he eventually decided that the mission was more urgent, and that he would just have to deal with it quickly so that he could go find you.

Then shit hit the fan.

Fighting the semi-special grade cursed womb he realized three things.

One, he wasn't going to die a proper death like he had hoped.

Two, he wasn't strong, and he wasn't special. He was just a scared boy who had deluded himself into thinking he wasn't.

And three, he wasn't okay with dying. He didn't want to die. He wanted to live a normal life, to find you, to fall in love. But that wasn't what fate had in store for him.

Then Fushiguro's signal had allowed him to hope. Just a little bit. And even though the hope lasted mere minutes, he clung to it, only to have it destroyed as Sukuna ripped his heart out, leaving Yuji with an impossible choice.

Oh, how he wished to be selfish. How he wished to allow Sukuna to remain in control, to continue living. But the growing warmth signaling that he was getting closer to you as Sukuna approached the limits of the veil throwing Fushiguro around made the seemingly impossible decision a hell of a lot easier.

If Sukuna was moving towards you, he needed to be stopped. Plus, Yuji's raven haired friend was quickly tiring and wouldn't last much longer.

And with that, Itadori Yuji resigned himself to death.

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Ever since a couple weeks ago, you began to feel little waves of warmth.

Knowing that it meant that your soulmate was now closer to you, you had been thrilled, sometimes wandering the city using the warmth as a guide to see if you could find them.

But yesterday you felt the warmest you had ever been, with the comforting heat increasing throughout the day.

So why had it suddenly felt like you had been plunged into an icy pit. The cold had numbed your entire body, causing you to drop everything in your arms as you fell to your knees, teeth chattering.

Inexplicable hysteria had bubbled in your throat, accompanied by a feeling deep in your gut that your soulmate was gone. That he had gone somewhere you couldn't follow.

Dimly you remember sensing your friend's panicked face and voice, obscured by the tears trickling down your face and the cotton stuffing your ears.

"C-cold."

You had managed to choke out, curling into a ball as your vision went dark.

When you had opened your eyes again, you were bundled up at home in bed.

The next day went by in an excruciating blur of heat packs, baths and electric blankets as you tried to warm your numb bones and cope with the growing suspicion that your soulmate had died.

So why, twenty four hours later, did you feel an ember of warmth again?

Suddenly all of the blankets and layers that had barely taken an edge off the ice in your bones seemed stifling.

Getting out of bed, you were glad for the relief from the cold, but the the perplexion set in.

Why did your bond cause you to suddenly go cold? What happened to your soulmate that made it react like that. You wanted answers. So you were going to get them.

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Weeks after the cursed womb incident, Yuji sat outside in the rain. He wasn't allowed to leave campus, but he had found a quiet clearing that helped to silence his thoughts.

At least it normally did, but a deranged looking teenager had just dragged herself out of the woods, bringing with her a feeling of delightful warmth that seemed to fill his heart and soul.

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"THERE YOU ARE!!!!"

You bellowed, feeling a delicious warmth spread from your chest all the way down to your fingers and toes, making it so you didn't even feel the icy bite of the rain falling on you.

"I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOR WEEKS!!!!"

You start striding towards the gobsmacked boy who you were sure was your soulmate.

You stopped in front of him before crouching so you were eye to eye and extending your hand.

"Hi. I'm your soulmate."

You said, before telling him your name.

Slowly recovering from his shock, he responded.

"Uh, I-I'm Itadori Yuji....um how did you get here?"

"Well, after that awful scare you gave me a couple of weeks ago, I've been following the warmth around the city trying to hunt you down. And the bond led me here I guess."

"Ohh, okay."

He perked up.

"I've always wanted to meet my soulmate! Oh my gosh I have so much to learn about you! What's your favorite candy? No, wait. Do you like meatballs? I can make some killer meatballs!"

You tried to suppress a smile at his rambling, but he noticed, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"And I just noticed, I mean you're covered in mud and your hair's a mess, but you are really cute. Like really really cute. Like pretty. And I mean I always imagined what you would look like, I was kinda hoping like Jennifer Lawrence, but holy shit you're like gorgeous. Like-"

You cut him off by kissing him, wrapping one hand behind his neck.

He froze, but after a second kissed you back.

You pulled away and rested your forehead against his.

"Sorry 'bout that."

You breathed, grinning.

"For the record, I think you're pretty cute too."

Yuji's brain short-circuited.

"Be my girlfriend."

He blurted, before slapping a hand over his mouth.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said that! I mean, I'd love it if you were my girlfriend, but I understand if you're not ready-"

He stopped, the sound of your laughter cutting him off.

"I'd love to be your girlfriend."

You kissed him again, then smirked.

"Cutie."

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Thanks so much for requesting this!! I had a lot of fun writing it! Likes and reblogs are always appreciated! Keep the event requests coming guys!

Hii could we have a part 2 of Should've of when the reader finally wakes up from her coma 👉🏽👈🏽

Yep! Hope you enjoy it!

Should've (Gojo x Reader) Part II

You wake up after your heart stops

CW: swearing, mentions of death, angst to fluff, kissing

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When you slowly open your eyes, you are thirsty. Moving to sit up, you find that you can't because something is on your chest. Looking down, you find a plethora of wires connecting you to various machines, but that wasn't what was stopping you from moving.

No. You couldn't move because your boyfriend of three years was sleeping with his head on your chest. When you move to brush his disheveled hair back from his face - did he let it air dry? It normally isn't this curly - he shot up.

"Sweetheart?"

"Hi. Are you - umph"

You were cut off by him burying his face in your hair as he pressed your face into his chest.

Starting to open your mouth, you pause as you notice he's trembling, his whole body shaking as he quietly sobs into your hair.

After sitting like this for a couple minutes, your worry builds up until you tentatively nudge him back a bit, so you can look at his face. He looks terrible, with puffy red eyes and eye bags so deep they look like makeup.

"Hey, hey, baby, what's going on, what happened? Last I remember I was on my mission-"

You stop as your memories begin to return.

"Wait, I was badly injured, right? Is that what's going on? You were worried?"

He nods, tears filling his eyes again as he looks down at you lying in the hospital bed.

"Well, you don't have to worry. I'm okay now. I didn't die-"

"You did."

"Huh?"

He spoke so quietly that you couldn't hear him.

"Could you say that again for me 'Toru?"

"You died."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean your heart stopped. Shoko had to resuscitate you. I thought-"

He breaks down sobbing, unable to control himself. Scooching over, you gently tug on his arm until he lays down on the bed next to you. Wrapping your arms around him, you run your hands up and down his back as he sobs into your chest.

"Shhh. Shhh. It's okay."

You soothed, trying to calm him down. You were scared; you had never seen him like this before. Normally he kept his emotions locked deep inside of him. He never broke down, and if he did, certainly not to this extent.

"It's-It's not."

He choked past his tears.

"You were gone. Your heart wasn't beating. You were dead. And I couldn't- I couldn't help. I wasn't there to protect you like I promised. I failed you. You could have slipped away from me, and I wouldn't have been able to stop it. All I could think about was how I should've told you I loved you more, been a better boyfriend."

He rambled on as you held him tighter, knowing he needed to get this out of his system.

"I should've kept my promises. Should've protected you. Should've been there to take that hit for you. Should've made you my wife like I promised myself after our first date. Should've held you tighter while I could-"

"Satoru."

You breathed out cutting him off.

"Even if I had died,"

A low pained whine escaped him, as if the very words physically hurt him.

Taking a deep breath you continued as he squirmed up in your grasp and buried his nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling you in.

"Even if I had, which I didn't, I would have died knowing that you love me with everything in you. For fucks sake babe, you only tell me about a million times a day."

You chuckled, and you felt him huff against your neck.

"Hey, look up at me real quick."

Planting a kiss on your skin, he tilted his head up so he could meet your eyes.

"I need you to listen to me. This is important."

He nods.

"Gojo Satoru. I did not die. I am right here with you. That's where I am going to be for as long as you want me to. Because you love me with everything in you, and I know that. And I love you with every part of my heart. Everything in me belongs to you. You got that?"

"Yes."

He breathes, looking up at you, an unidentifiable emotion glittering in his swollen eyes.

"As for everything else, I'm still alive, so you can do all of those things. You can hold me as tight as you want. You can protect me, you can make me your wife, you can do anything you want., with one exception."

Your gaze hardened.

"You are not allowed to take a hit for me. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. So how about we make a deal: I don't take hits for you, and you won't take hits for me. Deal?"

He opened his mouth to protest.

"I said, deal."

"Deal."

He grumbled, burying his head back into the crook of your neck.

After a few minutes, he slid up so you were eye to eye and cupped your cheek in one big hand.

"Did you mean what you said?"

"About what?"

"That I could make you my wife?"

You nod, smiling softly at him.

"I did."

"Then, would you make me the happiest person ever, and let me marry you once you're free to leave this bed?"

"Yes."

You breathed, giving him a kiss."

"One million times yes."

Note: That got a lot cheesier than I expected, sorry about that lmao. Also, my requests box is open for anyone who is interested!