Thinking Of Building A Snowman With Gojo And Him Blushing And All Because Hes So Full Of Love And He

thinking of building a snowman with gojo and him blushing and all because he’s so full of love and he want to give it to reader ☃️❤️‍🔥

was just thinking of romantic gojo nowadays 😍

⋆⁺₊❅⋆ holiday headcanons event !!

day 5.4: building a snowman with gojo ☃️

🍰 genre: fluff !! ✒️ word count: 683 💭 summary: building a snowman with gojo☃️ 📣 thanks for requesting anon! if you'd like to request any other prompt for any other character, please refer to my holiday headcanons event and send me an ask!

gojo, ever the little shit that he was, laughed aloud when the head of the snowman you two were working on fell on your head after you skidded off the slippery ground and fell on your butt. he captured numerous photos of you, filming him laughing aloud as you scooped bits of snow off your face, your eyebrows furrowed at him. "aww... is shorty angry?" he asked you in a mocking tone as you threw a snow ball at him.

every snow ball you threw at gojo never hit him, his damned limitless technique was a pain in your neck for this very reason. he stuck his tongue out at you playfully, from underneath his dark shades, he pulled on his lower eyelid, taunting you. you huffed and tried to roll up another head for the snowman you two were working on in defeat.

gojo hated it whenever you'd go silent when he teases you, he misses the fiery side of you that'd snap back at him and give him a taste of his own bullshit. he decided to tone things down a bit and help you, such a little thing like you in his eyes wouldn't be able to do this all alone, right?

"hey," he murmured, pressing his forehead against yours, smiling like a doofus. his cyan blue eyes gazing at you from underneath his sunglasses, they didn't carry an ounce of apology or guilt, they did carry in them, however, a load of admiration. "lemme help you rebuild frosty over here, he's ours," he insists as he helps you roll up a sizeable head for the snowman.

after the head was of a decent size, he helped you carry it up on its body and stabilize it. you still weren't forgiving him, though, so you gave him the silent treatment. gojo noticed this and yawned loudly, grabbing your attention, even for a split second. "geez, you're boring like this..." he muttered, picking up the small pebbles and the carrot nose that was on the snowman's old head.

he placed the pebbles where its eyes should be, and with such force, he thrusted the carrot right in between its eyes, chuckling. "it looks funny like this, right?" he asked you with a childish grin, pointing at it and looking at you with expectant eyes. though, you weren't looking at him, you were busy playing with the snow next to the snowman, ticking gojo off a bit.

he slowly placed a hand on your shoulder, shaking you a little, trying to get your attention once more. "hey... hey, you can't seriously still be mad at me for earlier, are ya?" he asked you, looking a bit incredulous at you. yet again, you said nothing, making gojo sigh dramatically; he only ever did this for you, nobody else—he clasped his hands together while kneeling before you, and with a grand bow, he exclaimed, "oh, my dear, please forgive me! i am but a bumbling fool! forgive me for my stupidity, even though it was the funniest thing to ever happen today, please, be merciful on me, my sweet!"

your response was nothing like he imagined, but wholly welcomed; you responded with... a successful hit to his face with a snowball. gojo's sunglasses were now coated in some snow, which he smirked at, seeing you smile slightly before turning away from him. he chuckled as he took his sunglasses off, wiping the bits of snow from his face. "oh, we're gonna start playing like that now, huh?" he asked you in a challenging voice, picking up some snow and shaping it into a crude sphere, chucking it at you, making you giggle.

you fired back and threw a snowball of your own at him again, while gojo did the same, not backing down and throwing snowballs at you in retaliation. you could never be mad at gojo for that long, not with him being your snow child's father, of course you could never be mad; but you could always give him a taste of his own bullshit to make it even with him.

How JJK men react to different insecurities part 3

Pairings: Nanami x overweight fem! reader (requested by @deegausserr) Choso x fem!reader with big breasts (requested by anon)

Yuji/Todo x tall/curvy fem!reader (requested by @sitarawrites, @hitori979, @sophyr05 and anon, I see y'all my tall queens)

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: not 100% proofread, as usual don't read if you feel triggered by those topics, listen I literally have no boobs so I'm beyond sorry if Choso's part is shit, overweight and big breast parts contain insults (please note that this is definetely not the way I feel about it!) but also so much comfort from your favorite characters, you are beautiful just the way you are 🤍

Part 1: Nanami x reader with facial scars; Megumi x reader with small breasts; Sukuna x reader with acne (click here to read)

Part 2: Nanami x reader who doesn't want kids; Gojo x reader who gained weight; Megumi x reader with hooked nose (click here to read)

Nanami with an overweight reader

(Imaging him grabbing those ass bully girls like this okay)

You cover yourself up the minute he enters the room. He, the man who caught your eye since the beginning. He, who looks so effortlessly good in that suit. He, a well-trained man with a body like the statues in ancient Greek.

“Hey, the same as usual?”

“Thank you, (y/n).”

Just him, Kento Nanami. And you? Well, you have nothing in common with all those things. To be exact, you aren’t even sure if he ever noticed you. Why would he? You are nothing but a worker in a coffee shop, average-looking and…

You swallow. You are overweight. Not that it would bother you this much. After all, you work hard for your money each and every day, you do your best to keep your head above the water. You never really felt the urge to lose weight until reality, or rather other people, hit you.

“Oh, look who’s working again!”

“Did you already eat all those muffins? How is it possible that when you’re working, all the food is gone around this time?”

There they are again. Breathe in, breathe out. Everything is alright. Just suffering a few minutes, just letting their words hit you a little longer and they’ll be gone again. You just have to get through this. It’s not like you haven’t heard those group of actual grown-ups say those nasty things to you over a hundred times already.

But no. Today, it isn’t that easy. Because on the table in front of you sits none other than Kento Nanami who reads his paper and sips on his cup of coffee like he always does. Why do you suddenly feel the urge to defend yourself, to make them stop talking to you like that?

“Can you guys just leave me alone? I’m doing my job here, okay? Would you like to drink or eat something-“

“Fat pig”, one of the blonde girls suddenly spits at you.

This is nothing new. You should be used to it by know, all the countless insults especially that group of four girls always spits at you are too much to even count. Then why…Why do your eyes roam to his perfectly trimmed blonde undercut, why do you ball your fist in an instant?

What a dumb mistake. One of the girls follows the direction of your sight, breaking out in hysterical laughing when realizing that you were looking at Kento Nanami. No, please don’t make a stupid comment, please just grab a coffee and leave this place. Even though it hurts to get reminded of the stinging fact that you are overweight almost every single day, what hurts even most is…

“I can’t believe you! Why would a fatass like you even look in his direction? Can’t you see that he’s out of your league? God, you are so pathetic it makes my wanna cry. I mean, don’t you have a mirror at home, can’t you see that you are nothing but a fat fuck? Nobody will ever want you, (y/n). Especially not a handsome man like him.”

It’s hard for Nanami to contain his temper, hand already trembling threatful. Who do these girls think they are to talk to you in such a nasty way? You are breathtakingly stunning with eyes that radiate nothing but kindness, you work so hard each and every day. You…

You don’t deserve this.

“Leave me alone”, you mumble again.

And for the first time in forever, your throat starts to burn as well as your eyes. At this point you were so used to getting picked on that you didn’t even cry about it anymore after some time. But this…this isn’t about your weight anymore. This hits you right where it hurts.

Kento Nanami.

You don’t even dare to look his direction, eyes pierced to the ground while their venomous laughs fill the room with hatred. The urge to just get out of here, to leave this place and never return becomes almost unbearable. Maybe…maybe you should really lose some weight. Your eyes dart towards the counter in whose glass your figure is reflected.

You feel absolutely horrible and disgusting. A silent sob escapes your lips. Yes, why would someone like Kento Nanami ever want someone like you?

“Awww look at her, now she’s crying!”

You can’t take the shame anymore. Without thinking twice, you storm out of the coffee shop, ignoring your co-worker calling out your name behind. It began to rain in waterfalls, your tears now mixing with the drops from above.

There was probably never a moment in your life where you hated yourself as much as now. What where you even thinking, getting all excited every morning because of that force of a man? Were you really too dumb to realize that Kento Nanami would never fall for a girl like you?

A fat pig, a person so undisciplined that it shows, a girl that could never wear his t-shirts as a dress. You are a nobody, an ugly figure in a world full of skinny models-

“(y/n)!”

That voice makes your guts turn in an instinct, heart pounding against your chest. You pick up your pace immediately, almost running down the rainy streets of Tokyo into an alley. Of course, he followed you. After all, Kento Nanami is a gentleman out of romance books, the perfect man. But you’d rather die that let him comfort you. No, you don’t want to hear that he’s sorry about their cruel words, you don’t want him to look down at you with his pity-filled eyes.

You simply can’t take it.

“Hey, (y/n). Please look at me.”

With a swift motion, he grabs your wrist and turns you around. You feel like dying right here and now, his chocolate brown eyes seem to pierce right through your soul.

But then…

He pushes you against the wall and just kisses you. His lips collapse onto yours with so much passion that it simply takes your breath away, his eyes roaming around your body hungrily. You stare at him in sheer disbelief. Is this really happening? Are you dreaming? Countless lonely night, you imagined what it would feel like to have him this close, to feel his body against yours. And now…And now that gorgeous man pinned you against a wall.

“Don’t you dare to believe a single word they said. I promise you that they’ll never speak to you like this again. I made sure of that.”

It feels so surreal, almost too good to be true. Is he only doing this out of pity, because he doesn’t want you to feel bad? Your heart sinks painfully. Is that what this is about?

“You don’t have to do that so I’m feeling better”, you mumble against his lips.

Instinctively, you cross your arms in front of your chest, hiding you like you always do around him.

“I’m not saying this to make you feel better”, he replies in an instant, hands gently untucking your arms to place his own around your waist.

“I’m saying this because I can’t take my eyes off you since I saw you the first time I stepped into this café. You have to be the most beautiful person I have ever seen, (y/n). I adore your delicate curves, your inviting smile, your unshakable character. I love the way your hair falls and how you prepare my coffee. I adore you just the way you are. Did you really think I’m there because of the coffee? It’s not that good if you’re asking me.”

His comment makes you giggle your tears away and shaking your head at the same time.

“Yeah, the coffee isn’t that great to be honest”, you comment.

“But you are.”

He looks down at you all serious again, his intense gaze making your knees go weak in an instant.

“And I want nothing more than to take you out to a nice restaurant.”

Choso with a reader who has big breasts

You were never keen to meet new people, especially men. Not because you aren’t talkative or enjoy others company. No, it’s because you never know how they’ll react when seeing you for the first time.

Even though especially other women are jealous of you because of how big your breasts are, you truly hate them. It seems like the second you meet someone, all they have eyes for is your cleavage. No matter if you wear a baggy shirt, your uniform or one of the dresses you normally adore so much, your boobs come first. And you fucking hate it.

“Hey, why are you so nervous, (y/n)? I’m sure you and Choso will get along just fine!”, Yuji tries to cheer you up with a kind smile.

“And probably your-“

“Shut up right now, moron”, Megumi mumbles instinctively.

You sign to yourself. It’s clear that he’s just trying to be nice and funny, but to be honest you want to cry. Since puberty hit you, no one ever saw you like an individual anymore. No, you are either sexualized or body-shamed.

“Would you crush me with your melons for some money? C’mon (y/n).”

“There she is again. Look at her tits!”

“She’s just showing off. What a slut.”

“I bet those would be a good ass pillow.”

You are so damn tired of it. Tired of all the people talking about you behind your back, tired of being nothing but a sex object, tired of having no character. Even though here at Jujutsu High, people seem to finally get that you are indeed a human being all by yourself and would never talk badly about you, you can feel their looks.

“Oh, there he is! Come on, (y/n)!”

No, no, no. Is it too late to just turn around and leave this place? Maybe Maki is still free, you should go and grab a drink with her. Or even better, barricade yourself into your dorm and return when this man is gone.

“You must be (y/n). My little brother told me a lot about you”, a dark voice introduces itself.

Your eyes dart up in panic. Oh, you just know how this goes. First of all, he’ll look down at your breasts. If he’s having at least a spark of decency, his eyes will dart back to your face and roam around when he thinks you’re not paying any attention. And maybe, just maybe, he won’t mention your cleavage for quite some time.

“Nice to meet you”, you mumble annoyed already.

Huh, his eyes rest right on your face, a small smile forming itself on his lips. You tilt your head to the side, squint your eyes in confusion. Well, this is definitely new. He didn’t even look at them, not a single glimpse onto your body.

“Is it true that you have a thing for blood manipulation? Yuji told me you are interested in learning more about that technique.”

“Well, yeah…”

You have to blink a few times. He is so…different from everyone else. Not even Megumi resisted the urge to look down at you, you even heard him talking about it with Yuji someday. But this man…what was his name again? Choso? He seems to be curious about…

You. Nothing but you.

“I am quite skilled when it comes to blood manipulation. If you want, I will gladly show you a few things.”

“Y-yeah…I mean…That would be nice. Like, today?”, you stutter awkwardly, completely caught off guard by this unexpected change of scenery.

“If you have time, of course.”

“Okay, then…I’ll change now.”

“I’ll meet you at the training field.”

“Yeah…”, you mutter.

As soon as you leave the room, Yuji seems to finally regain your voice.

“And? What do you think about her?”

“I think she seems quite nice for a human being.”

“And what else?”

A big pause that makes your heart shatter for a brief moment. Maybe he isn’t as different as you thought. Maybe he’s just thinking about your cleavage like everybody else does, maybe-

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Haven’t you seen her,…y’know…Megumi?”

“He means her breasts”, Megumi clarifies.

“Why would I look at her breasts when she seems to have an interesting character?”

Your heart almost beats out of your chest, ears literally unable to comprehend what you’ve just heard. It really shouldn’t touch you like that. But oh, the second you begin to realize what that stranger just said your eyes get glossy. It might only be a little statement for him, but it surely means the world to you.

In a world that shames on you for something you can’t change, in a world in which men only took you on dates or talked to you because of your breasts and not because of your personality.

Choso seems to be the first person who genuinely doesn’t give a fuck about the way you look. And oh does it feel nice.

“Maybe you’re not as bad as I thought”, you mumble to yourself.

Yuji and Todo with a cury/tall girl

Just one look at him seems to sweep you off your feet. The way he walks, the way he talks, simply the way he carries himself. It wasn’t hard to fall for Yuji, but it was definitely rough to find out he isn’t interested in you.

“What kind of woman is Yuji actually into?”

Nobara looked at you up and down, visibly bamboozled about what you’ve just asked. There aren’t many things she doesn’t think about, but Yuji Itadori’s type is definitely one of them.

“I don’t know girl…But I guess he’s the type for rather short girls, don’t ya think?”

You hated the way your heart instantly began to ache in your ribcage. Of course he does. Aren’t all boys nowadays into petite girls with a bubbly personality? And to be honest, you are none of that.

Taller than all the other girls and even some boys around Jujutsu High, curvier than anyone else, probably uglier than the rest. You never put much thought into all of these things, but right. Why would Yuji be any different from all the guys you’ve met before?

“Who the hell is this woman, Itadori?”

Todo can’t help but shamelessly stare at you. This is too good to be true, a sight straight out of his dreams. You…You are even better than Takada-chan.

“Huh? Oh, that’s (y/n)”, he replies with a small grin, just one look at you making his heart stumble all over again.

He hasn’t seen you in quite some time now that he thinks of it.

“What kind of woman is your type, Itadori Yuji?”

The pink-haired boy has to blink a few times, eyes still set on your delicious curves and gorgeous long legs.

“I like tall woman with a big ass.”

“Is that your final answer?”, he huge boy next to him urges, grabbing him by his uniform so roughly that his eyes yank away from you.

“Yes!”, he replies immediately.

“Then get going, we need to talk to this beauty over there”, he announces, dragging Yuji behind him before he is even able to reply.

You tilt your head to the side. What the hell is going on over there? Who is that shirtless guy and…is that Yuji he drags behind him as if he’s taking out trash?

“You!”, he shouts into your direction, eyes seem to pierce right through your soul.

What the hell is this about? Should you run away, cry for help? He definitely looks pretty dangerous to you with the way his muscles seem to grow with every step he takes towards you.

“Hey, let me go! I can walk by myself!”, Yuji protests.

“Now talk to her”, Todo hisses, almost pushing him into you.

“Oh, hi (y/n)!”

“Well, hi Yuji…”, you answer rather confused.

You look even better from over here, your body lingering over his own by a few centimetres. Yes, you have to be the biggest woman Yuji has ever seen with a character so badass that no one can hold a candle to you. And those curves, those oh so delicious curves…

“Tell her what kind of woman is your type”, the guy next to him demands harshly.

“Stop being so damn loud, she hears you!”

“Oh, I definitely do. What is all of this bullshit about and what kind of freak are you exactly?”

“Itadori loves tall woman with a big ass.”

Well, that’s rather unexpected. Yuji turns as red as a tomato, not daring to shoot a single glimpse your way. But Nobara said that he likes petite girls and somehow, this always made sense to you. Still, his body doesn’t lie. And the fact that he doesn’t say anything against it tells you…

“You like tall woman with a big ass”, you repeat.

“Well, to be honest, I just like you, (y/n)”, he mutters along with scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

“I like you too. You have to be the hottest girl I’ve ever seen. Let me cherish you for the rest of our lives”, the guy named Todo purrs.

“Hey, I thought you were my wingman and now you’re trying to steal my girl away from me!”, Yuji protests.

“When did I ever say that, moron? We might be brothers, but this right here is my girl-“

“WE ARE NOT BROTHERS AND (Y/N) IS NOT YOUR GIRL!”

“I’ve been crazy about you for so long. I can’t believe you actually find me attractive, Yuji”, you interrupt their little chitchat.

Your heart feels light as a feather, so good that you are almost think about giggling out in sheer joy.

“Are you kidding? You are what dreams are made of, (y/n)! I was just too shy to admit…”

“I’d never be too shy to show my love. Pick me, (y/n)!”

“GET AWAY FROM HERE!”

“I’M NOT LEAVING MY GIRL BEHIND!”

"That's enough, I'm leaving. See you around guys", you announce with a sly grin.

"OUCH, DID YOU JUST SLAP ME TODO!?"

"JUST THE WAY YOU DESERVE IT, ITADORI!"

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So cuteee

Another sibling au featuring megumi (they finally met and sukuna already made yuuji cringed)

Also happy new year!

Part 1

the fic ahead is SFW/NSFW(seriously don'tread if you don'tlike it) + 16 don't read if you're sensible and don't like this stuff

This is a bit more spicy🔥💙 (I'm a Gojo simp afterall 😗😏⚠️)

Cw:Gojo x reader, a lot of moaning,sfw/nsfw,couple stuff,neck biting/sucking,sexy movements😏,suggestive,inexperienced reader,fingering,teasing (Gojo), reader feels horny/needy,pet calling,swearing,sex(duh),encouraging to cum,cum teasting,snuggle after sex. 🚬❤🚬💙

Part 2 Featuring Gojo of my previous work that I did about neck biting.

||take a bite part.2|| written by me

Satoru notices you looking at his neck. You want to bite him; he knows it. He likes it. Your mouth waters as you think about feasting on his flesh, and he notices. He sees your gaze shifting between his neck and his eyes. Satoru’s breath hitches.

"Come on, why don't you feed on me?" He smirks, pushing against her cheek with his thumb. "I'm quite appetizing, you know."

"Sorry I.. uh..don't know what's happening to me" You said putting your hand over your mouth looking away blushing, in that very moment Gojo looked like a snack for you, you could feel your heart beating faster.

"You have nothing to be sorry for" Satoru says, stepping closer. He can feel the pounding of your heart. You're scared, but also intrigued. He notices you looking away but can't keep from admiring you. Your lips are soft and pink, and your eyes are like marbles. He stares at your neck, too and your skin reminds him of a juicy, ripe fruit.

Satoru bites his lip as you speak, trying not to laugh. He knows what he's doing is working. You're already moaning, and he hasn't even touched you yet. He moves closer, pressing his body against yours so that you can feel every inch. The sensation of his hard body against yours is intoxicating. He runs his hand to the back of your neck and pulls you close, licking your collarbone.

You moan softly in response as you bite his neck,nibbling on it like it was meat and you can't help escape a moan as you increase your work.

Satoru groans, closing his eyes and moving his forehead to the back of your neck. He's trying not to let out a moan, but your nibbling is too much for him. 'So fucking good,princess'

Your lips on his skin feel so good. He bites you back lightly while running his fingers through your hair. He digs his nails into your shoulder, marking his territory. He's possessive and wants everyone to know who you belong to. Your body feels warm.

You moan again as he pressed on your cervix with his finger and you couldn't help but bite him harder letting out a muffled moan. "Ahn..G..gojo" you said trembling alredy feeling wet.

Satoru's heartbeat picks up as he feels your teeth digging into his flesh. His breath quickens, and the sensation of your tongue against his neck sends tingles down his spine. He leans over to press himself against you while nibbling on your neck. His nose is tickling you, and his tongue is flicking against your ear. You can feel him getting harder as he presses up against you, pushing against your cervix, just playing with you like a kitten does with is prey.

"Are you ready to give in yet?" He asks, holding you tight. He can feel you getting wet just from his touch. He is in control, holding your body in his palm. You can't fight it; you want him to take you. He is the master of your flesh.

you nod as you moan anguished as he pushed his index in and you squeeze his shoulders tightly "G..go slow..p..please" you muttered under your breath as you looked at him,it was your first time in an healthy relationship afterall.

"I will angel~" Satoru replies, though it takes all his self-control not to push further. He doesn't want to hurt you. He wants you to enjoy your first time. So he eases into it, moving slowly, being gentle. You squeeze him tight, holding onto him like a lifeline. You're just learning to trust him, and he's just learning to trust you. Satorou wants to make this special, to make you feel safe and loved in his arms.

You moaned again at every push of his finger in your pussy and you bite his neck again in response.

"Ahnn...fuck angel..mhn you're so cute right now" Satoru whines softly and nibbles on your cheek. He moves his finger slowly, wanting to make you beg for more. Your bite drives him crazy, and he knows you're just trying to hold back. His tongue flicks against your neck, and his teeth graze your skin. He wants to mark you as his own; he wants you to be his.

"Ah ah mhn" you whimpered as wet and squelching sound filled the room,you were growing closer "ahn Gojo.." your legs were spread open the cum slowly dripping down as more were to come

"Good girl,moan for me princess" Satoru whispers, his breath hot against your neck. He moves his finger slightly faster, watching you squirm. He's getting more aggressive but not too rough; he knows your limits. He wants you to enjoy yourself.

Your cries are so delicious. He moves his other hand to your hip and squeezes, his nails digging into your skin. "Are you close?" He asks, his breath still hot on your neck. His finger is pushing deeper, faster. You're gripping him tight and biting his neck hard. Your moans grow louder, and he can't help but feel happy that you're enjoying this.

"Mhm mhm" You nodded squirming whimpering as you felt your own release building up.

"That's my good girl,you're mine" Satoru whispers, nibbling on your neck. His grip on you tightens, and you can feel his heartbeat in his fingers, rushing against you. You're so close; he feels you tense up in his arms.

"Ahnn... Ahnn..." You squirm in his arms, pushing against him. Your body melts into his, and he pulls you even closer, biting your neck again. His fingers are moving faster now, hitting the right spot.

"Come for me" Satoru whispers, pulling at your hips, his breathing becoming labored. He bites your neck harder, digging his nails in deeper in your thigth.

Your moans grow louder, and your body tenses up. You're on the brink. Satoru nibbles behind your ear, his voice going soft encouraging you "That's it princess mhn you can do it yes yes come come for me ahn" Gojo moaned out as he kept fingering you,he couldn't help but moaning with you.

You cry out as you finally reach your climax, clutching at Satoru's back. Your whole body is shaking, and your skin is covered in sweat. Satoru groans softly, letting your body fall limp in his arms. He kisses your forehead, his lips warm against your skin.

He pulls you close, your body still trembling against him. He whispers in your ear. "Good girl" he says, a smile on his face.

"You taste like heaven" Satoru whispers, licking his finger clean. He pulls you tight against him, kissing your neck. He doesn't want to let you go.

You snuggle up against him, his arms wrapped around you tightly. You're still shaking a little bit, but the feeling of his body against yours is so comforting. You finally feel safe in his arms. He kisses your neck, and your lips are still glistening from the saliva. You can't help but let out a small moan.

"You're so precious angel" Satoru whispers, pulling you close to him. He kisses your nose, your chin, your cheeks, your ear. Every spot feels tender, like you could explode at any moment. You're so sensitive, and every touch sends shivers down your spine. You cling to him tightly, desperate for his affection. His breath is warm in your face, and his hand strokes your hair gently.

Your breathing becomes shallow and slow. Your body relaxes in his arms, and your eyelids start to grow heavy. You're feeling so safe and comfortable. The world slows down, and all you can hear is his heartbeat. It feels like you can sink into him, melting into his body. You drift away, your mind at peace, your body sated and content.

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That's all people,if I have to be sincere it's my first time writing smut and NSFW but I hope you liked it.

GHAAAA MY BB BOY AFSAFADSHJHNKAXDKJNBHAXKJHNBDFSXAHNKJSADF

Some teenager Gojo redraw from season 2. I can't wait for the next episode!

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