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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ — 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Toji Fushiguro, Toge Inumaki, Kento Nanami

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Satoru Gojo

Gojo has no shame, you should know this. It’s no surprise to anyone when they see the jujutsu teacher just waltz over in his usual long strides and (quite aggressively) places his head on your lap. And if you ignore him? Ohohoho he’d be a menace. From nudging his head on your stomach, to biting the soft plush of your thighs, all for you to run your fingers through his hair.

He enjoys laying on your thighs a little too much since he literally won't get up even if you have to go do something important.

“Satu, I have to get up”

“‘M? Later”

“Don’t you have a class to teach?”

“They can wait”

Suguru Geto

Suguru would be slightly more subtle than Gojo, but still pretty affectionate. You’d often find him reading a book or two later followed by a complaint of how stiff and achy his back and neck were which led you to now, sitting down on your shared couch and contentedly scrolling through your phone until you felt an unfamiliar weight weigh down on your lap.

Temporarily turning your attention to the man now taking place on your lap, a book in one hand while the other absentmindedly toyed with the fabric of your shirt, you stared at him for a moment until your burning gaze tore his attention away from his book, as if you were the one to invade his personal bubble.

“Hm? Yes darling? Are you not considering the pain and backache I’ve been going through for this book? Have some sympathy, I thought this would be better for my posture.”

Yuji Itadori

This boy would be so oblivious, not even realising the effect he had on you. He would be in the middle of talking about Human Earthworm 4 and would first start to lean his body weight on your shoulder before gradually moving down to your lap, even going as far as to readjust you and your position just like a pillow.

It would only occur to him what position he’s actually in when his one sided conversation starts to die off, now realising how his head and hands are tucked between your plush thighs - skin on skin contact.

“O-Oh uhm - I’m so sorry!

Megumi Fushiguro

Don’t expect this to ever happen in public but in the privacy of your own home? Megumi would be severely more touchy when he’s tired so when he’s exhausted? He’ll have no shame. Dragging his feet through the threshold of his dorm, his bag being dragged not too far behind he makes a beeline towards his bed where the outline of non other than his lover was hidden beneath the covers.

Leaving his bag behind, Megumi navigates his way towards the warmth of your body before toeing off his shoes and slipping his way between your legs, arms tucked beneath the plush of your thighs. Asking about his day you had to strain your ears to hear his response

“‘missed you. Wanted to come home earlier but Gojo was an ass. R’lly missed your warmth.”

Toji Fushiguro

This man has no shame. If you’d be sitting a centimetre too far for his liking you best know he’s gonna clamp his large hands down on you and drag you to where he likes. He’d even go as far as to lift your legs over his own thighs and (like a cat) paw at the skin of your thighs.

So when you happen to pass by his chair while he’s in the middle of a slightly less than exciting conversation he was having with a name he couldn’t even remember of course his first instinct is to reach out and pull you down, caging you between his two arms - his hands nicely warmed between your two thighs before they ventured and groped at any available skin.

“Stay nice ‘n pretty f’me kay? Don’t wanna make this guy uncomfortable do ya? ‘N keep your pretty mewls to yaself until we get home hm?”

Toge Inumaki

Bby boy just wants to be comforted okay? Is that too much to ask for? He’d already be so comfortable around you that he wouldn’t think twice about what he was doing.

You both could be lying down outside, one or both reading a book and after a while of resting in the same spot for hours on end he’d struggle to find a comfortable spot and the next best thing to a patch of grass? His lover of course. Toge would slowly shift his way towards you so you’d end up as a mesh of bodies resembling a ‘T’. A few squeezes to your thighs every now and then followed by a series of onigri ingredients,

“I should do this more often, you’re much more comfy than any pillow I’ve owned. My own portable neck pillow.”

Kento Nanami

This wouldn’t happen often at the start of your relationship with Kento considering he’s never had to (quite literally) lean on anyone before but it never bothered you, you knew before you threw yourself into the relationship that he’d take some time to warm up and you were right because slowly after months of quick pecks and fleeting touches - the unfamiliar weight of your boyfriends head leaned on your shoulder. The tired eyes and dark bags beneath his eyes said all you needed to know.

“Tired?” With a grunt of agreement, clearly too tired to even lift his head, you lead him down to rest on your lap where he stayed without complaint until hours later when the sun shone through the living room curtains and the blanket you managed to reach and place over top you both before swiftly joining him lay on the floor long forgotten. Nanami would all but bury his face deeper between your thighs - chasing the warmth they emanated while his hands found closure beneath them.

“Please, don’t move. At least not yet.”

Mahito could turn his fingers into tentacles before he fingers you.

☰ ft : mahito x f! reader.

cw/tw : body modification, belly bulging, mindbreak, tentacles, fingering.

“they’ll fit, promise.” mahito curls a cruel smile with wide and dilated eyes watching–mesmerized at the eccentric view of his hand morphing into slick and long-like appendages.

and he doesn't bother to take a glimpse at you, too focused and entranced, he's already teasing the tip of the morphed hand at your weeping cunt; the point of the faux finger swiping up and between your slippery folds, catching the web of slick dribbling out.

“m-mahito.. feels.. feels weird..” you squirm, feeling goosebumps lick up your spine and fingers and toes curling at the foreign feel of a tentacle budging at your entrance.

“you'll like it, just sit still ‘n take it.” he pushes in.

it feels thicker than you had thought, the length longer too, feeling him stretch your cunt with just a nudge of an inch. and the press makes your eyes knock to the back of your head, only to lose sense as mahito tease another at the bulb of your clit; the soft and slippery rope flicking at your sensitive nerves with playful cruelty.

“see, you like it now, just look at you.” the drool of a milky, translucent ring coating around them makes his cock jerk, twitching painfully in his irritating confines. and mahito knows that heavy panting you raise with is you trying to grasp back to reality; confused and filled with elation at the bizarre feel of his morphed hands making you feel this way, filled and messy, making you even raise your hips closer to him, a silent plea for more.

and he heeds to your eager want, slipping another in, yet pushes it deeper than the last, watching the stretch it forces as he does till it kisses at your perk cervix. and it's deliciously painful, feeling mahito trying to push in further, trying to make it bulge a pretty print against your tummy..

[Popular Boy Geto!]

A/N: this is so poorly put together but this man has been on my mind 24/7

>:0

Warning: Underage drinking, mention of Geto using other people, mention of Geto manipulate people, talk of mental breakdown, slight mention of depression, yandere(?), mention of obsession, Geto and Gojo lowkey having a thing, Geto okay with sharing you, Geto getting drunk by just seeing you

(I might miss some warning, lmk if that happens) (Not proofread like usual, didn't edit it, and probably some spelling and grammar mistakes)

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Popular Boy Geto, who is more emotionally available than his best friend, makes it easier to get with the girls at their school.

Popular Boy Geto, who is also praised for the contracting appearance he shares with Gojo, his board structure with dark long hair and mysterious purple eyes. That only seems to soften when he stares at a certain person in his English 101 class.  

Popular Boy Geto, comes from a well of family, not well off like Gojos. Still good enough to get into this school without needing to fill out an application form. He is still stupidly well educated using it to his advantage when he smooths talks Gojo and his professor to cancel class on Friday so they can throw another party. 

Popular Boy Geto, who even if he is more emotionally intelligent, still feels hollow and cold inside. Not being able to care about anyone besides this person he is attached to by the hip. Gojo Satoru. 

Popular Boy Geto, who can't hold back the gut-wrenching feeling when he has to comfort his best friend, the guilt that flows through him like a waterfall as he promises Gojo that he will make it all better, that everything will be okay, that they only need each other. He holds Gojo in the quiet hours of the night, well after Gojo calms down as they make silent promises to each other.

Popular Boy Geto, who sees you with your friends at Gojo’s homecoming party, and a sense of ecstasy rushes into his veins that gets him more drunk the the liquid in his hands. 

Popular Boy Geto, feels his blood run cold when he sees Gojo make his way towards you, thoughts swimming in his head as he questions his best friend’s intentions.

Popular Boy Geto, who swears to the higher beings that Gojo better not try to get with you for a quick hook-up 

Popular Boy Geto, who also makes his way to you and your friends, slides next to Gojo like two puzzle pieces being placed together. He looks around the group you chose to be with as a bitter taste falls onto his tongue without even taking a drink of the sour liquid in the red cup. 

Popular Boy Geto, who looks into Gojo's cerulean blue eyes as he takes a beaten breath of relief when he sees the same obsession that Geto has been plagued with. He slings his arm around Gojo's shoulders, as Geto falls naturally into the conversion that is currently going on. 

Popular Boy Geto, once the party is done Gojo and him are lying down in the snowy boy’s bed. Getos arms are tensing and relaxing around the boy’s waist. Thoughts pass by his head. One after the other, as he tries to decipher the situation. But, if he and Gojo can share anything. Then let them share the same obsession.