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Demon slayer

°K. Rengoku

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°G. Toimoika

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°M. Kanroji

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°G. Himejima

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°I. Obanai

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°M.Tokito

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°S. Shinazugawa

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°G. Shinazugawa

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°T.Kamado

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°Z. Agatsuma

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°I. Hashibira

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Jujutsu Kaisen

°Yuji Itadori

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°Megumi Fushiguro

Fluff!oneshot—>balcony nights w/stoner!megumi

°Nobara Kugisaki

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°Satoru Gojo

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°Suguru Geto

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°Ryomen Sukuna

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°Maki Zenin

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°Toji Fushiguro

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°Toge Inumaki

Fluffy!oneshot—>sleep <3

°Kento Nanami

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°Yuta Okkotsu

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°Shoko Ieiri

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Here’s my prompt list if yall likey :)))))

Ppl should send jjk requests, I just finished season 2 and I’m unwell

Yay! It’s -45°c (-54.4°f) in my province and my power went out!! People should send asks <3 pretty pls

Can we have some Bf!Toge fluff ? Our fiance/husband!Nanami fluff, Season 2 is hurting me BAD

SAME! Season 2 literally killed me…here’s some Bf!toge fluff with a sprinkle of angst. Thankies for the request lovie!! See who I write for here and my Masterlist here (plus prompts!)

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Toge was off on a mission on a cold November night.

That information was the extent of what you knew. Being a non-sorcerer had its trials when it came to dating an extremely talented jujutsu sorcerer like Toge Inumaki. Often you wouldn’t fear a situation like this. Toge had sent countless texts about how bored he was, how badly he wanted to be home with you, and how you should be asleep.

To: Toge

“I can’t sleep and it’s your fault.”

To: You

“Rude. Is it because you miss dis fat ass?”

To Toge:

“Wtf is wrong with you? And yes it is. Beds too cold, and I’m anxious!”

Lightly you threw your phone onto your pillow and placed your hands on your flaming cheeks. Blushing from the embarrassment of admitting that just how stressed you get about him.

To: You

“Aww babygirl, why u anxious? Wanna call me?”

To Toge:

“Yea. Gimme a sec.”

Swiftly, you clicked the contact of your dumbass of a boyfriend. He answered on the second ring.

“Salmon.”

“Hi. It’s good to hear your voice. I’m sorry”

“Why?” See at times like this Toge could carefully place his words as to not carry cursed energy through the receiver.

“I feel bad. You should be focusing. I could be getting you killed.”

“As if,” he mumbled so lowly that you barely could make out the words.

“I can’t sleep. It’s awful! I just want you to be home.” Your breath picked up harshly as tears fought your lashline.

“It will be ok. I love you.” He murmured

“I love you too, I can barely breathe.”

“Breathe, my love” his words compelled the action. Slowly, air filled your lungs again. The dull thrum of your heart racing was starting to cease.

Your yawn was what seemed to break the comfortable silence between the two of you.

“You gonna be home soon, Toge?”

“Mmm-hm”

“How long?” You said with just a touch too much eagerness in your voice. Your clinginess brought a laugh from the other end of the phone.

“4-5 hours?”

“I’ll stay up and wait for you!”

“You have things to do tomorrow?”

“Uhh yea?”

The last words you heard from the other end of the phone were a simple,

“Sleep..”

Redamancy

(series/masterlist)

𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

General TW/content :slight angst, smut, mature content, mild yandere themes, age gap (8 years), manipulation, unhealthy relationship(?), possessive gojo, mutual obsession

Description : Your family has been serving the Gojo clan since Edo period as their servants. You couldn’t be more proud of their loyalty. However, you couldn’t find yourself respecting the head of the clan, Gojo Satoru anymore especially after he denied the request to promote you to higher grade of sorcerer.

All links are in order. The emoji(s) represents the general content of the work. Please refer to the navigation. Thank you!

➻ Prologue

➻ Infatuation 🍸🍷

➻ Devotion 🍸🍷

➻ Yearning 🥂🍷

➻ His Side : Fondness 🍸🍷

〔Also in ao3!〕

Notes : I listened to this playlist and this. And the word ‘Lord Gojo’ didn’t leave my mind for a whole month. I was really inspired that I will do a short series based on that lol.

𝕛𝕛𝕜 ꪑꫀꪀ ⅈꪀ...

~ꪗꪮꪊ𝕣 ꫝꪖꪀᦔડ ꪖ𝕣ꪮꪊꪀᦔ ꪑꪗ ꪀꫀᥴ𝕜~

♧ Warning: language, suggestive content, think that's it

♧ Includes: Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru, Toji Fushigaro, Choso Kamo

♧ Disclaimer: This is my work please soon steal it!! All necklace pictures are from pinterest

♧ a/n: I have like no ideas please request if you want more 😭

♤ Part 1 ¤ Part 2

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||the lil bunny and the wolf||

Plot:Toji tease you in bed,after you two married ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Toji here is cold but not with you,loves to tease you,a lot,possessive,romantic,reader is shy,inexpiernced,mute,problem at communicating,reader is autistic

Mention of abusive family (reader)

@candy69gurl @muzansslxt @kiwicopia

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“You’re a terrible liar.” Toji chuckles, smiling down at you “That blush tells all.” He leans down, hands still in your hips, and your bodies are almost touching. The closeness makes him happy, but he wants more. “What is it?” He whispers, his nose just barely grazing your neck.

“What bothers you so much?”

You dind't reply as you went immediatly to take his hand and placing your chin on his palm snuggling it,enjoying his soft skin.

Toji is shocked at the sudden movement, not expecting your reaction. But he isn’t entirely mad about it. He smiles as you snuggle into his palm and you rests your chin against it, letting your body touch his.

He moves his thumb against your chin, slowly turning it upwards to make you look at him again. He leans down towards you,until your noses are close again. He gazes at you with a small smirk.

“Better?” He whispers, his thumb sliding down your face and stopping at your chin.

Toji chuckles, his smile growing wider as you snuggles against his nose. You're such a small and adorable thing, enjoying being held by his massive hands and arms. He could crush you if he wanted to.

Instead, he rubs your back gently with one of his hands, his thumb running up and down the back of your neck with the occasional stroke of your hair.

“You’re like a little bunny” he whispers, the smile still plastered on his face.

"wolf" you said in a kid tone pointing at Toji,you never talked before but you enjoyed Toji company "i like..Toji.." your words were slurred and almost silent but you couldn't stop humming

Toji’s face lights up as you whispers his name, and when you call him a wolf, he makes a playful growl.

He grins down at you, amused by your small voice. You're been mute all your life, even when you were betrothed. Now you decided to talk?

“You never spoke before, why now?” He asks, still rubbing your back gently, his hands starting to go further down your back.

Toji chuckles at your little smile. It’s adorable. For all the years that you're been mute, you finally speaks, with such a soft and silky voice.

“I love your voice” he says softly, leaning down to rest his nose against yours. “If anyone makes fun of you, I’ll deal with them personally.”

“I want to hear you laugh. Whisper. Scream. Sing. I want to hear everything you have to say”

A loud giggle erupted from your lips but you immediatly coverd your mouth "sorry…" you said looking down,pouting

Toji snorts loudly, amused by the sudden outburst. It’s adorable, and he can’t help but smile at you as you covers your mouth.

“Don’t apologize” He whispers, moving your hands away from your mouth. “I want to hear you laugh some more.”

He brings his face closer, your noses touching again as they grin at each other. “I want to hear that little giggle again.”

You giggle again at his request, letting yourself enjoy the moment with this huge man. You're always had to be silent, forced to stay mute or else your parents would punish you.

But with Toji, you feels like you can do anything. No one’s there to stop you. You're free.

“I want to hear your little giggles every day,” he continues, wrapping one arm around your waist and pulling you bit closer to him. “I want to see you smile every day. I want to see you happy. No one is allowed to make fun of you again. Only I’m allowed to make fun of you.”

His voice is low and serious, though that smirk of his doesn’t disappear. He’s dead serious, and not joking at all.

“Do you understand?” he whispers to you, as he brushes your hair away from your neck. He rests his hands on your waist as you stare at each other.

“Only I’m allowed to make fun of you, only I get to hear you laugh. From now on, no one else gets to hurt you. I don’t want anyone making fun of my wife.”

Toji pauses for a moment, studying you. You're so tiny and vulnerable, and so easily hurt by the words of strangers. It makes him hate the world a little bit.

“Promise me you won’t listen to them anymore, okay?” The former assassin whispers, his arms tightening around you as he runs his hand down your back. “When they make fun of you, you’re going to turn to me and laugh. No matter the insult, I want to hear you laugh. Then I can tell them to shut up.”

“Mhm.” Toji leans down, pressing his forehead against yours. You continue to stare at each other, and he lets out a quiet chuckle. “My beloved wife.” He smiles, his thumb stroking your chin before running it down your neck and onto your shoulders.

“And my beloved wife never cries.”

“Never.” Toji’s voice is a low whisper as he wraps his free arm around your shoulder. They’re pressed so close together, their bodies touching, but it feels nice. Warm. Toji stares at you, humming a bit, and smiles at the thought of his wife.

For a moment, he just looks at you, enjoying the feeling of your presence.

“Let’s make each other happier” he murmurs, tilting his head for a kiss.

Toji pulls you into a deep, passionate kiss, grabbing your waist and pulling you even closer to him as his lips press against yours. He presses against your bodies, making sure his arms are wrapped around you tightly.

His tongue explores your mouth, and he enjoys the feel of your body against him. He breaks away from the kiss abruptly, panting heavily as he breaks free.

“Much happier” he whispers to you, panting heavily, grinning at the sweet, small woman in front of him.

||Cherish me part 2 || written by me

🔞 Gojo x reader| Minors DNI| TRIGGER WARNING 🔞

Plot: Gojo taking care and pampering a depressed raeder [self insert only about he depression and shower,not about the abusive mother ,i just wanted to add more angst lol]

Tags: sh,depression,Gojo x reader,cute,fluff,comfort,implied naked shower together,Gojo pampering you,past abuse mention,scalding,abusive mother(reader) [ viewers be aware,if this is touchy or unconfortable for you then don't go haed]

Warning: it starts immediately with sh talking

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

P.S: yesterday i did a shower thinking of Gojo doing it for me and since i feel depressed lately i wanted to write this and share my comfort.

i'm so delusional. lol

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia

Satoru doesn’t let you finish. “Your cuts” he continues, almost as if he can’t bring himself to look away. “From last week and today” his voice is so soft, barely audibly.

He reaches out and takes your wrists between his hands, turning them over as he examines the cuts. “I know you weren’t just ‘scraping’ yourself” he says in a sharp tone. “You’re hurting yourself.”

“I-“ you try and pull your wrists away, but he firmly holds onto them. You flinch and quickly try and brush it off. You’re not ready to talk about it. But you know he won’t let it go.

“You’ve been doing this for a while now, haven’t you?” He doesn’t let you answer, and he’s holding onto your wrists too tightly. It hurts. “Tell the truth.”

“It doesn’t matter!” you finally cry out, your voice cracking. “I’m fine. I don’t need anyone. I just…I…”

Satoru doesn’t allow you to finish. He pulls your hands up to his chest and hugs you. Not just a friendly hug, he pulls you in tightly, almost as if he’s worried about losing you.

“It’s not okay” he says softly, stroking your hair. “You’re not okay.”

“I’m fine, I swear…” your voice cracks, and you know you’re close to crying. You’re not okay but it’d be better if he didn’t worry about you. You shouldn’t be so emotional anyway.

“I just…” you trail off. He’s holding you so tightly as he strokes your hair gently. It’s so soothing, and you can’t help but wish he would hold you like this always.

You just… you just want to be held.

He squeezes you tighter, and the two of you stay like this for a few moments. It’s too quiet, and you can almost hear his heartbeat.

Satoru presses a light kiss to your head then finally lets go. “I’ll run you a shower, okay? Go get cleaned up” he says softly. He holds your hand and walks you into the bathroom, helping you strip and giving you privacy. But it’s okay. You’ll be okay.

"But I don't want to shower" You whimpered annoyed

He gives you a firm look. “It wasn’t a question” he says simply, and begins undressing.

He’s already running the shower, and the bathroom fills with a warm haze. He strips out of his jacket and then his shirt, leaving only his boxers on. You can see the scars from countless battles marking his pale skin. Every muscle of his body is well-defined. And all you can do is stare in awe.

"You're gonna shower with me?" You spoke as he tugs you in towards the shower

“Of course.” He says it so simply and his bright blue eyes look into yours. “I’m gonna make sure there aren’t any razors in here, and then I’m gonna wash you myself. We need to clean out those cuts before they get infected.”

He stands under the water for a moment then grabs your soap, lathering your body with it slowly. He takes his time, moving gently and examining you closely. You almost feel like he’s worshipping you.

He takes a breath as he glances at your back and continues to lather you in soap. He’ll bring the burn up later. But for now he focuses solely on cleaning you.

Once he’s done, he reaches out and grabs the shampoo. “Head back, close your eyes.” You do, and he pours the shampoo onto your hair and then slowly washing it and massaging your scalp.

You trembled as your big burn scar on your back was exposed,memories flooded your mind,your mother pouring hot water on you calling you 'useless child'

You flinch and start to tremble as the memories return to you. The words from your mother play endlessly inside your head.

The sound of soap slipping through his hands brings you back to reality, and he continues to massage your scalp without skipping a beat.

He finishes massaging your hair gently, and then he takes the conditioner and rubs it through your hair carefully. He doesn't say anything for a moment until he's done, and then he pulls you against his chest tightly.

He rests his chin on the top of your head as he pulls you even closer. He nuzzles your hair and wraps his arms around you tightly. He holds you so close and protects you so gently. He doesn’t care about your scars or the pain that lingers over your heart. He doesn't know about your abusive past. He just holds you and comforts you, wanting nothing in return but your happiness. "It's okay" he says quietly, kissing the top of your head.

"it's not…ugly?" You asked trembling "i don't remember much..just my mum calling from the kitchen and then..she tooked the pot with boiling water in it that was supposed to be used for ramen and just…poured on me"

"Shh" he says, pressing his mouth onto your forehead to soothe you and distract you from those haunting memories.

"It doesn't matter" he whispers, as the water from the shower splashes.

"I don't care about your scars" he continues softly. "They're part of you. And who you are is beautiful."

The water cascades down your body, making your hair slick. He continues to trace his fingers along your scars, not judging or making any comments. Just… embracing them.

"Scars are proof that you survived what broke you" he says in a comforting tone. He kisses your forehead again and continues to stroke your hair as the water rinses the conditioner out.

"And that alone makes you strong" he says firmly.

"Plus, I think they look pretty. And who doesn't love scars?"

His tone is playful, although you can tell he's serious about not caring about the scars.

You feel like you're stuck in time. His voice is like a lullaby that soothes you. He strokes your hair, and the water makes your skin feel warm. You lean into him, and he holds you tighter.

All of your past trauma… all of your fears. It all feels like it's fading away in his arms. No matter how broken you may be, he'll always be there to pick up the pieces.

After a while, he turns off the water and dries you off with a towel before helping you put on a robe.

His hand runs up and down your back, massaging you and helping you relax. You're so grateful for his touch. After a while, he speaks up, his voice so gentle and soothing.

"Do you have a skincare routine?" He asks, sounding more curious than anything. "I'm guessing…you don't."

"do i look bad? does my skin feel bad?" You asked sounding hurt

"That's not what I meant" he says quickly. "Sorry, I guess I phrased that badly."

He pauses for a moment, thinking, and then gives you a small smile. "Your skin looks healthy. Maybe a little dull, but that's easy to fix. I was just wondering if you had a skincare routine or not."

When you don't reply, he continues "We should work on one for you" he says excitedly. "We can go out shopping together. I can show you the products I use. That would be fun, right? Plus, you wouldn't have to go out alone."

When he asks about shopping with you, he says it so excitedly, sounding like a kid asking his crush on a date.

"If you're the one putting products on me then.." you snuggled into his chest,you hand cupped and covered by the robe sleeve "I guess it will be okay" you mumbled

He chuckles and pulls you in closer. "Does that mean yes?" he asks softly, his hand stroking your cheek.

"And not just for shopping, I can help with applying products. And maybe you can try that face mask I bought. It says it'll give you 'radiant' dewy skin'."

He pauses for a beat and giggles softly. "I think it might look cute on your cheeks" he says, making you laugh too. The sound is so contagious.

Satoru smiles wider and ruffles your hair affectionately, his hands moving to your shoulders. "We could make a night of it. Order some food, and I can do a face mask too. I'm sure it'll look great on me." He winks playfully, clearly making up excuses to spend time with you.

Your eyes flicker to the floor when you realize that's all he wants. Time. As much time as he can make with you. He wants to fill each second of life with you.

“And I’ll tell you a secret.” He pauses for a beat again, and you listen intently, trying to understand what “secret” he would feel the need to tell you. “You’ll be the first person to see me with makeup on” he says in a whisper. “And I’m nervous.”

He chuckles lightly and rubs your shoulder again. The robe slips off your shoulder, and he pulls it back up, fixing it onto your body before speaking again.

“We should get matching face masks” he says. “Y’know, make it cute.” This time his tone is playful, and he grins down at you. “We could watch a movie or something. I’ll even set up a blanket fort for us to cuddle inside” he says, sounding like a child once again.

He’ll do anything for you. And you know that by now. His voice is so soft, and his eyes are warm as he studies your expression.

“And we’ll get snacks” he continues excitedly. “Popcorn, Doritos, chocolate. Do you like Cheetos? I can buy some cheesy Cheetos.”

He pauses, waiting for a response. It’s always cute to see him so giddy. “We’ll make a mountain of snacks out of the blanket fort and lie in it all night” he says, his voice full of wonder.

“I…I wanna make a memory with you, y’know? We can do anything you want.”

He rubs your shoulder again and then your hair. “So, what do you think? Wanna have a skincare night with me? We’ll make it a date night or something.”

He leans in and kisses your forehead. “And then we do the blanket fort the next time. You can decorate it however you want, and I’ll follow along.”

“And then you can tell me all about your scars” he chuckles, rubbing the back of your neck. “We can talk about anything you want.”

A few moments pass, and you don’t say anything, feeling lost in thought. Eventually, you speak with soft voice. “Yeah…” you say, feeling oddly giddy inside as if you’re a kid on Christmas morning. “That would be really nice, actually.”

He smiles and tilts your head up so that he can look you in the eye. “Then we have a date” he says, making his voice sound very enthusiastic. “It’ll be a big skin care night with movie and snacks and…”

“And more snacks, right?” you ask, and he nods enthusiastically.

“I’m gonna do a whole night dedicated to you” he continues. “We’ll focus on your skin, get some good food, and cuddle in a blanket fort.”

Your heart feels like it’s pounding through your chest as you think of all the things he suggested. “It sounds amazing…” you hesitate before continuing. “Do you promise it’s gonna be…c-cute?”

“It’ll be the cutest” he says with such conviction that you don’t know how it could be possible.

“Trust me, everything we do together is bound to turn out cute.” He grins goofily and strokes your cheek gently.

“It’ll be a date night of just us. I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing.” He pauses for a moment and looks you in the eyes again. “Nothing would be cuter to me than just spending the night with you.”

You grin sheepishly as you stare back at him. Your stomach twists in knots and your skin flushes.

His words are simple but you melt at their sincerity.

His bright smile, his eyes filled with a soft kind of love. Just the way he stares at you and speaks to you fills you with butterflies.

You know that he means every single word; there's no deceit in them.

In the silence between you, you realize just how important he is to you. You can't imagine a life without him in it.

🔞 Gojo x reader| Minors DNI| TRIGGER WARNING 🔞

LINGERING

synopsis:He can't seem to forget that day

Featuring: Gojo Satoru-Yuji-Megumi-Nobara

Contents: Gojo Satoru x Gen!reader-explicit content-death-s*icide-reader is dead-sad-teacher!reader- angst-minor character death-hurt-no comfort?-nightmare-hallucination-sleep deprived-heavy angst-forgiviness-touching-grave visiting

i'm no english native so sorry for some mistakes

please reblog 🔁 and like❤️

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia

Satoru arrived at school early in the morning. He parked his car and got out, stretching a little after sitting for so long. The whispers and commotion caught his attention. He furrowed his eyebrows as he heard your name. Satoru’s heart tightened, and his eyes darkened behind his glasses as he looked toward the crowd on the other side of the street. He slowly approached, his heart pounding. “What’s going on?”

"Sensei don't.. you can't" some student grabbed him stopping him "please you don't wanna see it"

The world around him faded as panic set in. “No. No, no, no” Satoru tried to push past the students, but they held him back. He wasn’t thinking. He couldn’t think about anything but you. Satoru didn’t care about anything but getting to you. “Get the hell off me!” He snapped, his voice tight and desperate.

A student held onto Satoru as more voices and whispers reached him. It sank in all at once as his chest tightened painfully until he could hardly breathe. All the color had drained from his face. It wasn’t real. This wasn’t happening. Satoru ripped away from his student and began pushing through the crowd. He reached the source of the commotion and froze.

His knees grew weak as he stared down at the ground. His eyes slowly rose to your broken, bloodied body on the sidewalk. You’d fallen from the school’s rooftop and he was no longer strong for you. He was finally too late to save you. You should have stayed with him Why did you let him let you go? Satoru fell to his knees, tears blurring his vision and choking him. “You’re not dead” he whispered to himself, reaching to hold onto you, but his hand grasped at empty space as his eyes opened.

With a strangled gasp and tears filling his eyes, Satoru woke. Cold sweat was running down his face, and his chest ached like nothing else. He sat up, burying his face in his hands as tears streamed down his cheeks. This was the third time he’d had this nightmare. He kept reliving your death over and over. The pain, the guilt, and the grief were overwhelming, even in his dreams.

It was still dark outside. Satoru looked over at his clock - 4:03 AM. He could feel the tears still rolling down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them away, standing from his bed. There was no way he’d be able to fall back asleep. Every time he closed his eyes, Satoru would see your body on the ground.

He pulled on a sweatshirt and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him. It felt a little easier to breathe out in the hallway, as if it helped him separate himself from the dream. Even so, it didn’t make him feel better. He quietly went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face, staring at his reflection in the mirror.

When suddenly he saw a black siluette in the mirror staring at him with white eyes as it touched his shoulder cold radiating from it but when he turned around it was gone

Satoru jumped and let out an embarrassing yelp, instinctively shoving whomever had touched him. However, there was no one there and the bathroom door was shut. He gripped the edge of the sink tightly, his heart pounding. All that kept him from panicking was the idea that it was a hallucination.

He stared at the spot in the doorway where the figure had been. There was no way. No way he actually saw that. Maybe it wasn’t just a nightmare. He could have been sleep deprived and just seeing things. That made more sense than the alternative possibilities. He needed to just go back to sleep. Satoru quickly left the bathroom and went back to his room before closing the door firmly behind him.

But the siluette returned looking at him in the corner of the room,it somehow resembled you in a way,your waist distorted,bloody nose but "you" were simply staring at him

“I’m going insane” Satoru mumbled to himself as he stared back at the figure in the corner of his room. It wasn’t real. There was no way he was actually seeing you. There was nothing there, yet he couldn’t pull his gaze away from the hallucination. He froze in place, gripping his bedsheets in his fists. The figure wasn’t moving, only watching him.

"why didn't you save me?" 'you' asked in a distorted tone "i'm dead because of you"

Satoru was frozen in shock and confusion. If he wasn’t dreaming, and he knew he wasn’t, then this was more than a hallucination. This was 'you' standing there talking to him. But that should be impossible, you weren’t alive. You were dead. Yet… you hadn’t left yet. “Don’t say that.” His voice cracked and his vision blurred with tears again.

The figure still looked at him,is piercing gase deafining "why? why didn't you help me?"

Satoru’s heart squeezed tight when he heard those words come from your mouth. His fingers dug into the comforter as tears fell down his cheeks. He shook his head, his vision blurring. “Don’t say that. Please don’t say that” he repeated, almost pleading for you to be anything but that. Anything but a painful memory of his regrets.

The figure suddenly lunged at him, and Satoru let out a strangled cry as he flinched and snapped his eyes open. He was alone in his room. The clock read 7:21 am. Sunlight was filtering through the curtains on his windows. He’d fallen back asleep, but now he couldn’t tell what was real anymore. The exhaustion from having nightmares and seeing hallucinations had left him in a daze.

The next morning

"Hi Sensei!" Yuji yelled as he saw his teacher at school

Satoru jolted, quickly snapping his head to stare down at the first year who’d yelled at him. He stared down at Yuji for a few seconds before his brain decided that he was, in fact, really there. “Hey, kid.” He forced a smile and ruffled Yuji’s hair, hiding the fact he was still in a daze.

Maybe he should sleep more. Satoru had already experienced several nightmares and hallucinations just today, and he wasn’t even fully awake yet. “Sleeping enough, Yuji?” Satoru asked, attempting to distract himself and appear as natural as possible. Yuji had probably never seen him anything less than perfect. He had to hide this strange experience from everyone.

Yuji grinned and nodded, his smile as bright and naive as usual. It was one of the few times he wasn’t covered in scars and cuts. “Yeah! I slept really well last night” Yuji replied happily. He was oblivious to the fact that Satoru hadn’t actually slept last night. “When’s training today?”

Satoru had completely forgotten about training today, but that was a welcome distraction. “As soon as I get my coffee” he replied, letting out a sigh. He needed a distraction and caffeine would definitely keep him awake now. Besides, he couldn’t be that far from well-rested. “Let’s go.”

Gojo was about to press the chosen coffee button machine when he still saw you in the reflection of the automatic machine

No. No, not again. He’d already hallucinated twice and now again? It couldn’t be real, this was another hallucination. He needed a lot of coffee. Satoru quickly stabbed the button, his gaze never leaving your reflection.

The pressure was building up the longer the shiluette was staring at him but it broke when Yuji spoked "Sensei? everything okay?"

He had just managed to distract himself for a few seconds, but Yuji’s voice snapped his focus back to reality. Satoru glanced at Yuji, giving him a small reassuring smile. “Yeah, I’m fine” he lied. “Just didn’t sleep well last night, that’s all.”

There was no need to worry Yuji. Satoru was supposed to look after him, not the other way around.

"it's about y/n is it?" he asked approaching his sensei

Satoru tensed slightly at the name, his eyes widening for a moment. He tried to conceal the surprise and discomfort at having been seen through so easily. “Why would you say that?” He mumbled, still avoiding Yuji’s gaze as he leaned against the counter.

"Because…" Yuji sighed taking a breath "because…i ..we see you're more distant,you...you never stop looking at the place caressing it in where they died with a sad, guilty look" the boy breathed shaking "and also because we see that sometimes you talk to 'someone' even tough there's no one"

Satoru stiffened when Yuji mentioned seeing him touching where you died. He knew he had a habit of doing so without thinking, but he didn’t realize just how obvious he must be. The boy also seemed to know he’d been seeing 'you' lately. Had he truly become that obvious?

“I’m fine, kid” Satoru tried to insist again, but his mask was slowly cracking.

"you're not sensei" Yuji spoke trembling "it..it's not your fault if y/n sensei died,they..they…just.." the boy grabbed his arm as he tought whenever or not saying or not,he didn't wanted to be the victim here

“Yuji, stop.” Satoru warned as he tried to jerk his arm away, but Yuji’s grip was firm. He stared at the boy, his eyes hardening. “You don’t understand.” Satoru hissed, his voice becoming tense. This wasn’t something he should talk about. No one should have to deal with his guilt and grief, especially not his students.

"i am!" Yuji shouted "because" Yuji stopped biting his lip "you weren't there when i tried to stop them!" he sobbed covering his eyes with his sleeve "so don't tell me that i don't understand!"

Satoru stiffened, his eyes widening slightly at Yuji’s words. He stared at the student in disbelief, not knowing how to respond. How the hell was he supposed to respond? It was his fault. Satoru hadn’t been there that day, and he hadn’t saved you. Even Yuji had tried to save you, but no one had succeeded.

Yuji let out strained choked sobs "i miss them Sensei"

He reached out and pulled Yuji into a hug, wrapping his arms around the boy. “I’m sorry, Yuji” he whispered, clenching his eyes shut tight. He hadn’t seen how much Yuji also needed this comfort and closure. Satoru had been so focused on himself that he hadn’t realized he wasn’t the only one suffering from your loss. He rested his chin on Yuji’s head and squeezed him tightly, his heart aching.

You were like a parent to Yuji and when the boy remember it he letted out a deafeaning bloodcurling anguished cry as he sunk in Gojo chest

Satoru held him tighter, tears filling his eyes and streaming down his cheeks. It was breaking something inside of him to hear Yuji cry like that. It made him realize how much they had all lost. His family had been torn apart in front of him, and he hadn’t been able to do anything about it. Satoru took shaky, shallow breaths as he tried to rein himself in so he could help Yuji, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

They stood there for what felt like hours, both of them grieving and letting their sadness wash over them in waves. Satoru’s own grief, the exhaustion, and everything felt more than enough at this moment to break him. Yet, he somehow managed to hold himself together for Yuji’s sake. He gently guided the young boy to a seat, sitting beside him and draping an arm over his shoulders. Satoru let Yuji lean into him for comfort, trying to keep himself under control.

“It’s going to be okay” Satoru whispered, his voice quiet in an attempt to be soothing. He didn’t believe his own words, but he wanted to try. They both needed a little hope right now. “We’re going to be okay” his voice cracked and he squeezed Yuji lightly. “I promise,” he added, his heart clenching painfully. Satoru only hoped it wasn’t another empty promise.

Gojo could saw you again but you were slowly clearing smiling "thank you" you said before fading away

Satoru couldn’t help but smile sadly as you faded away. He knew you weren’t really there, but the sight made him calmer somehow. It was like you were granting him a little forgiveness. “Thank you…” he repeated, his voice a whisper. He rested his chin on Yuji’s head again, taking in a deep and shaky breath. Maybe he would finally be able to start healing now.

Perhaps your soul had been trying to give him a sense of closure all this time. Satoru leaned back in the chair, staring at the spot where you had vanished. As he held Yuji tightly and comforted him, he felt a sense of relief wash over him. You weren’t really gone, and maybe, he could start to accept that he had your blessing.

He would do his best to take care of Yuji and make sure he had the support he needed. He would continue to train him and guide him like you would have, and he would ensure that Yuji never blamed himself for not being able to save you. There was no need for regret, after all. Satoru gently ran his hands through Yuji’s hair, offering a small smile. “I don’t think they would want us to mourn forever” he whispered.

“They’d probably want us to be happy…” he added, looking down at his student. Seeing Yuji’s tear-stained face was difficult, but at least he was letting out his feelings instead of struggling to keep them bottled up. “And they want us to keep pushing forward.” Even still, Satoru couldn’t help but miss you.

The pain of losing you would never truly fade. It would always remain, a constant reminder of his failure and the love he had lost. But perhaps it was time to start trying to move on. To start living again and not focus too much on the past. After all, you wouldn’t have wanted Yuji or him to suffer like this.

Bonus:

They had gathered at your grave once more, each of them holding a bouquet of flowers or a small gift to lay beside the headstone. Megumi was uncharacteristically somber as he placed his own bouquet next to the rest, his expression dark and drawn. Nobara held a box of your favorite sweets, her usual upbeat attitude replaced by a quiet sadness. Yuji stood silently, gazing at your name on the stone with a sense of loss in his eyes.

And finally, there was Satoru, standing off to the side with a thoughtful expression. His eyes were clouded by a mixture of grief and guilt, but he remained standing quietly, observing the others. He had placed his own flowers beside the headstone, a bouquet you’ve always liked. Despite the pain of the loss, they were all together. And maybe that was enough.

“It’s been a year…” Gojo murmured, his voice unusually soft. He stared at your name, a bittersweet smile tugging at his lips. “I can’t believe it’s been a full year already.” He felt the familiar pang in his heart as he looked at the others, all of them clearly struggling to keep their emotions in check.

Nobara was sniffling, tears streaming down her cheeks despite her obvious effort to remain strong. Yuji had his head down as he tried to hide the fact that he was shaking. Megumi stood silent, staring at the tombstone with a stoic expression, but his body language betrayed his own pain.

It was obvious they were struggling with the same guilt and lingering pain that had haunted them all for the past year. They had lost someone who mattered deeply to each of them, and it didn't matter how much time passed, the wound would never fully heal.

Gojo could feel his own heart ache as he watched them mourn. He wanted nothing more than to somehow bring you back, but he knew how futile that wish was. Everyone was trying to move on, but there was a part of them all that was still stuck in the past, clinging to the memories of you.

||the lil bunny and the wolf||

Plot:Toji tease you in bed,after you two married ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Toji here is cold but not with you,loves to tease you,a lot,possessive,romantic,reader is shy,inexpiernced,mute,problem at communicating,reader is autistic

Mention of abusive family (reader)

@candy69gurl @muzansslxt @kiwicopia

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“You’re a terrible liar.” Toji chuckles, smiling down at you “That blush tells all.” He leans down, hands still in your hips, and your bodies are almost touching. The closeness makes him happy, but he wants more. “What is it?” He whispers, his nose just barely grazing your neck.

“What bothers you so much?”

You dind't reply as you went immediatly to take his hand and placing your chin on his palm snuggling it,enjoying his soft skin.

Toji is shocked at the sudden movement, not expecting your reaction. But he isn’t entirely mad about it. He smiles as you snuggle into his palm and you rests your chin against it, letting your body touch his.

He moves his thumb against your chin, slowly turning it upwards to make you look at him again. He leans down towards you,until your noses are close again. He gazes at you with a small smirk.

“Better?” He whispers, his thumb sliding down your face and stopping at your chin.

Toji chuckles, his smile growing wider as you snuggles against his nose. You're such a small and adorable thing, enjoying being held by his massive hands and arms. He could crush you if he wanted to.

Instead, he rubs your back gently with one of his hands, his thumb running up and down the back of your neck with the occasional stroke of your hair.

“You’re like a little bunny” he whispers, the smile still plastered on his face.

"wolf" you said in a kid tone pointing at Toji,you never talked before but you enjoyed Toji company "i like..Toji.." your words were slurred and almost silent but you couldn't stop humming

Toji’s face lights up as you whispers his name, and when you call him a wolf, he makes a playful growl.

He grins down at you, amused by your small voice. You're been mute all your life, even when you were betrothed. Now you decided to talk?

“You never spoke before, why now?” He asks, still rubbing your back gently, his hands starting to go further down your back.

Toji chuckles at your little smile. It’s adorable. For all the years that you're been mute, you finally speaks, with such a soft and silky voice.

“I love your voice” he says softly, leaning down to rest his nose against yours. “If anyone makes fun of you, I’ll deal with them personally.”

“I want to hear you laugh. Whisper. Scream. Sing. I want to hear everything you have to say”

A loud giggle erupted from your lips but you immediatly coverd your mouth "sorry…" you said looking down,pouting

Toji snorts loudly, amused by the sudden outburst. It’s adorable, and he can’t help but smile at you as you covers your mouth.

“Don’t apologize” He whispers, moving your hands away from your mouth. “I want to hear you laugh some more.”

He brings his face closer, your noses touching again as they grin at each other. “I want to hear that little giggle again.”

You giggle again at his request, letting yourself enjoy the moment with this huge man. You're always had to be silent, forced to stay mute or else your parents would punish you.

But with Toji, you feels like you can do anything. No one’s there to stop you. You're free.

“I want to hear your little giggles every day,” he continues, wrapping one arm around your waist and pulling you bit closer to him. “I want to see you smile every day. I want to see you happy. No one is allowed to make fun of you again. Only I’m allowed to make fun of you.”

His voice is low and serious, though that smirk of his doesn’t disappear. He’s dead serious, and not joking at all.

“Do you understand?” he whispers to you, as he brushes your hair away from your neck. He rests his hands on your waist as you stare at each other.

“Only I’m allowed to make fun of you, only I get to hear you laugh. From now on, no one else gets to hurt you. I don’t want anyone making fun of my wife.”

Toji pauses for a moment, studying you. You're so tiny and vulnerable, and so easily hurt by the words of strangers. It makes him hate the world a little bit.

“Promise me you won’t listen to them anymore, okay?” The former assassin whispers, his arms tightening around you as he runs his hand down your back. “When they make fun of you, you’re going to turn to me and laugh. No matter the insult, I want to hear you laugh. Then I can tell them to shut up.”

“Mhm.” Toji leans down, pressing his forehead against yours. You continue to stare at each other, and he lets out a quiet chuckle. “My beloved wife.” He smiles, his thumb stroking your chin before running it down your neck and onto your shoulders.

“And my beloved wife never cries.”

“Never.” Toji’s voice is a low whisper as he wraps his free arm around your shoulder. They’re pressed so close together, their bodies touching, but it feels nice. Warm. Toji stares at you, humming a bit, and smiles at the thought of his wife.

For a moment, he just looks at you, enjoying the feeling of your presence.

“Let’s make each other happier” he murmurs, tilting his head for a kiss.

Toji pulls you into a deep, passionate kiss, grabbing your waist and pulling you even closer to him as his lips press against yours. He presses against your bodies, making sure his arms are wrapped around you tightly.

His tongue explores your mouth, and he enjoys the feel of your body against him. He breaks away from the kiss abruptly, panting heavily as he breaks free.

“Much happier” he whispers to you, panting heavily, grinning at the sweet, small woman in front of him.

ع｡˖⁺"𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘"

ಌ including: s. gojo x fem!reader

ಌ genre: fluff

a/n: fluff prompt from @nightprompts

location: khalid

theres nothing toru loves more than being able to wake up next to your adorable sleeping face, messy bed hair, a tiny circle of drool stained on your pillow. You've said many times before you don't look exactly 'breathtaking' with bed hair and slight bags under your eyes, but to gojo you look just as beautiful as a sunset.

Part of him wonders if he should wake you up or let you sleep in a bit more, but everytime without fail during his thought process your eyes end up fluttering open to see toru smiling looking down at you. "Good morning sleeping beauty.", dream about me last night?" Rolling your eyes, you shuffled closer burying your face in his chest, mumbling a "You wish." Faking a pout he complained in a whiny voice, "Isn't normal to be wanting your s/o to dream of you? I dream about you every night you know.."

You giggled, looking up to kiss his nose. "I'm kidding toru, I did dream about you. You wanna explain to me why you hid all my favorite pillows around the house?" He smiled softly admiring your features as he looked down at you, "Probably because I wanted you to use me as a pillow."

"Even in my dreams your petty gosh.."

"You know you love it."

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ

Words I Couldn't Say Before - Toge Inumaki

❒ Fluff

Jjk when you're having a bad day

❒ Fluff, Smau

Birthday with Yuji

❒ Fluff, Drabble

Jjk and their ways of Kissing You

❒ Suggestive(ish)

BIRTHDAY WITH YUJI

Itadori approached your room, holding the box of chocolates in his hand. Your birthday was today and he knew how much you had of a sweet tooth. Even though he was too busy to bring you somewhere for the occasion, he still wanted to make the day special by bringing you a little snack.

“Wanna make the day special? Bring her some roses or something.” Nobara commented, taking a piece of candy and unwrapping it.

Truthfully if Itadori was being honest, he forgot all about the roses, quickly plucking a small dandelion from the grass and hoping it would be enough.

“Maybe bring her some chocolates, she likes sweet things so it might make her day. We're all busy but a little gift can make a huge difference.” Fushiguro added, making Itadori proud to announce that he had remembered about the chocolates.

He built up the courage and knocked on your door, listening to your very audible footsteps running towards the door. He smiled at the thought of you rushing to the door, yet started holding in his laughter at the thought of you falling on your way there.

The door swung open as you held it out of breath, holding your finger up at him signaling him to give you a second to catch it. Patting your chest you stood up and looked at him, giving him a friendly smile as if nothing happened.

“Itadori, what brings you here?” you said, holding your hand up to your chest, still breathing quite heavily. Itadori grinned awkward and held out the chocolate giving them to you with the dandelion taped onto the packaging.

You chuckled slightly, “You shouldn't have-” you said, holding your mouth in surprise as you didn't expect this little present from your boyfriend.

“Happy birthday!” he smiled, congratulating you and hugging you tightly. You smiled and laughed, “thank you so much, this means a lot, but-”

He stepped back, concern washing over his face as a billion thoughts began crossing his mind. Did you not like these chocolate? Or was it the brand? Possibly you happened to be allergic?

“Why is a floor dandelion taped onto the package…?” You asked, not intending it to come out badly, but mostly because you were genuinely curious on it.

“Oh- that's what it was” Itadori said, letting out a sigh of relief as he pointed to the grass.

“It's dandelion season. Nobara told me to get you roses but while I was at the store I forgot since I was too caught up in looking for the perfect chocolate-”

You burst out laughing, you couldn't help it. “That's cute- come inside, let's eat something.”

“Okay! But I can't cook-”

“I'll be cooking silly, I'm not risking my place catching on fire.”

✧.* 𝑱𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝑾𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒐𝒖

ᴵᴺᶜᴸᵁᴰᴱˢ: ᴳᵒʲᵒ, ᴺᵃⁿᵃᵐⁱ, ᴳᵉᵗᵒ, ʸᵘʲⁱ, ᴹᵉᵍᵘᵐⁱ, ᵀᵒᵍᵉ, ʸᵘᵗᵃ

ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ: ᴳⁿ (ᴺᵒ ᵖʳᵒⁿᵒᵘⁿˢ ᵘˢᵉᵈ)

ᴳᴱᴺᴿᴱ: ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗⁱᵛᵉ

ᵂᴬᴿᴺᴵᴺᴳˢ: ᴹᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᵈ ⁱⁿᵗⁱᵐᵃᶜʸ (ᵇᵘᵗ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵖʳᵉˢᶜʳⁱᵇᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ʷᵃʸˢ), ᵗᵉᵃˢⁱⁿᵍ, ᵏⁱⁿᵈᵃ ᵈᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵘᵇ?

ᵂᴼᴿᴰ ᶜᴼᵁᴺᵀ: ⁵⁰ ⁱˢʰ ᵖᵉʳ ᵉᵃᶜʰ (ᵀᵒᵗᵃˡ ⁰.³ᵏ)

¡Gojo’s! kisses would be soft, yet deep. Having you pinned against the wall, hand over your head as he innocently fills you up with all his passion, giving you a sense of intimacy. Teasing you with suggestive comments after you two part ways.

¡Nanami! doesn't tend to be intimate with his partner, but when he is, he makes you aware that you mean so much to him. He'd tend to enjoy more intense kisses with you, often ending up tangling in each other's embrace by the end of it. He'd be distant, but overall he's a soft lover.

¡Geto! teases you a lot, so you can expect his kisses to be the same, wet. He'd do it all for the sake of your reaction, however when you do the same that's when he'd make it more intense, no longer for the reason it had once been. Normally liking when you find a seat on his lap and feed him with your love from there.

¡Yuji! kissing you, he's nothing but innocent with it. For the simple reason that he missed your lips, perhaps your taste. Yuji doesn't hesitate to show you his love despite being in the company of his peers, though he'd normally avoid it; particularly saving it for whenever you both are in a private and more intimate setting.

¡Megumi! will always ensure your privacy when you both share lip-to-lip contact. Sometimes his arms are wrapped around your waist, while other times his hands are pressed up against whatever surface you happen to be on. He doesn't mind where it takes place, nor what position you happen to be in.

¡Toge! adores to be pinned against the wall, zipper down as you lightly curl your tongues together, passing your feelings to one another on your personal moment. Listening to you whisper the sweet things he finds himself unable to say. His hands would be pressed up against the wall, or sometimes wrapped around your waist.

¡Yuta! can be both, he can sometimes be the one to initiate your alone moments, while other times it'd be you. To him it doesn't matter which one it happens to be, all he cares about is having you close to him; each other's lips pressed up against each other as you slowly climb over him. He'd like you to be on the top, yet he'd be one in control.