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Happy Birthday to Gojo Satoru 💙
...It's already the 7th in Japan and this is all i got I'll finish it for the german date Gojo I promise
I was even making a whole reference sheet and prep sketch for the final digital version… Is it unrealistic to say I'll finish this under 8 hours?
I can only draw frogjo and it was funny at first but now I'm worrying that i might've fucked myself
🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐₊°☀︎⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ he's the sun
when gojo comes back for the spin off by being reincarnated and then basically…
you used 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔'𝐒 blindfold to get off one time and now? he's addicted to having your sweet essence all over the damn thing.
“satoru,” you laughed into his mouth that kissed you endlessly. you tittered into breathless giggles. “you're such a perv.”
“yeah?” he grinned like a man starved and thumbed on your clit through the dark fabric, holding it soaked against your dripping pussy.
one glance down to the stringy mess had him throbbing against your thigh. he subconsciously bucks.
“you love this pervert though, don't you sweetheart? I know she certainly does,” he cast your pussy a quick wink and rubbed through your slick folds.
his kisses rushed down your neck. to your breasts, your nipples— spelling out addiction in their wake.
“besides,” he groaned as he felt you gush around his blindfold. “weren't you the one that started this?” his large hand snatched your hair and yanked your head back. so that your slutty smile was just below his feral grin.
“you're an obsessive little slut, aren't you?” he breathed.
you drawled. “you're mine.”
his eyes nearly rolled back, he ground his palm against the fabric smoothed over your slit and dove down to your lips. sucking on your tongue and drinking your moans.
“fuck, yours,” he gasped.
“yours,” you returned in a whine.
“mine.”
© 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎. no plagiarism or ai training authorised. divider: @/uzmacchiato
i was literally working on a gojo & megumi angst fic and gege just dropped this. i can't take this anymore.
ok i headcanon that satoru likes matching outfits with u, hello kitty pants to bed and the same faux leather jacket and he's super serious about fashion like he plans out spring outfits literally months before new buds are even on the leaves... etc etc... and he needs to match with u cuz he just wants the world to see you and him as one item — a matching set that can't be separated.
and just as much as he needs you to match his cowboy or gothic or y2k eras, he needs a kissy mark on his cheek from u to complete any look, and u need his hickey on your neck right above the diamonds or it just feels like you're naked, honestly
i’m not sorry
i still can’t believe we were lucky enough to get a glimpse of baby satoru
cult leader husbands
You love hearing Satoru Gojo whimper when you suck him. When you take his length down your throat, constricting around his thickness.
'F- fuck, sweetheart... you're doing such a good job,' he's brushing your hair off your face, gasping when you suck, your cheeks hollowing. Looking up at his dilated blue eyes while long fingers caress your face.
He's gentle at first, he always is. His cock is so long and he knows you need to work up to it, but once he knows you're got it?
Satoru goes feral.
He's tugging your hair into a pony tail, shoving your face down his cock now, bucking up into your throat and groaning. 'That's it, slutty little throat, f-fuck...'
Its like a switch goes off, the sweet and gentle Gojo turns into the man that fucks your throat like he's using you, like some fleshlight. His precum coats your uvula while you go impossibly deeper, cunt aching for friction.
You reach down and touch yourself, you're dripping wet for him. His throbbing cock pulsing while you whine out. 'You touching yourself, hah - no,' he yanks your hand and you pull back, lips dripping with saliva and precum. 'Only I can touch that perfect little cunt.'
'Toru...' he sucks your juices off your fingers, cheeks hollowed, silky white locks falling over his brow.
'Back down there, sweetheart, m'not done fucking your throat yet.' You do just that, pressing your thighs together, cunt pulsing wetness out and dribbling down. 'That throat is made to take my cock, huh? Gonna fuck it so good you can't even talk.'
You tremble, so ready to have him cum in your mouth. His mix of filth and praise is addictive.
'Pretty little whore, you can do better can't you?' -And- 'Use you like my fucktoy, all you're good for is taking my cock.'
Then melding into- 'Sweetheart, you're so pretty. Fuck, look at you... want my cum pretty girl?'
You pull back for a breath, nodding, he runs a thumb across your lips. 'Want to swallow all of you. Please.'
'I'll give you all of it baby,' he's back to whimpering, gasping out, fucking your throat so hard you choke, dizzy and breathless, wet sounds echoing with his moans and your choked, wet gasps. 'Feels s'good. Perfect mouth. Perfect for me.'
You love when Satoru cums, busting his hot, sticky cum in your throat, you struggle to swallow it all, shaking and gripping his thighs. he whispers your name over and over, shaky little breaths escaping his mouth as he keeps slowly fucking.
He yanks you up, you're shaking, drool spilled down your chin, he's kissing that cum right off your lips. He loves the flavor, especially mixed with you, cock still spurting cum on your clit as you grind desperately, already getting hard thinking of licking his precum off your pretty little clit.
perpetually ovulating for gojo 😩
satoru seeks reassurance that he’s still cute after dismembering curses, but you’re more concerned about his fragile ego than his body count
satoru is still panting. blood splattered across his jaw, hair all matted and messy, like a stray dog that just fought a pack and won. the battlefield behind him is a mess—scorched concrete, shattered rebar, a crater where some humanoid curse’s torso used to be. his uniform’s half-ripped, sleeve hanging off his shoulder like he’s doing it for fashion. and you’re just standing there. holding an energy drink. blinking.
“you still think i’m cute, right?” he wheezes, voice hitching as he tries to catch his breath, eyes wide—too wide, lashes clumped from sweat and smoke, that sharp, glinting pale-blue gloss flickering with something like panic. “right??” he adds, and his lower lip’s trembling just a little.
you stare at him. satoru gojo—most powerful sorcerer alive, the six-eyed menace, the walking calamity—currently looking at you with wide baby blues and pouty lips, like he didn’t just cackle manically while he tore the curse’s limbs off.
“baby,” you say, voice deadpan. “you’ve literally growled louder in bed.”
he stares. you sip your drink. he sniffles.
“you weren’t freaked out or anything?”
“i’ve seen you bite a pillow because you couldn’t handle head,” you say. “you whimpered like a kicked puppy.”
his whole face burns crimson. “t-that was different!! you were being—i was—” he rubs his neck, flustered, looking suddenly very twelve. “okay but like. hypothetically. if i were, say, beastmode in public—like just now—you’d still love me, right?”
you tilt your head. “satoru. i watched you punch a guy through five walls, then giggle like it was slapstick. and i still think you’re the prettiest man alive. you think this is what’s gonna scare me?”
his shoulders relax. his whole body sinks in relief. “you do think i’m cute,” he whispers.
you nod. “you’re adorable. a little blood-crazy. but adorable.”
and then—like clockwork—he brightens. that dumb, sparkly grin slides back on his face, all glinty teeth and ego. “you wanna kiss it better?” he wiggles his eyebrows. “my ego. or my mouth. or—”
you shove the energy drink in his hand before he can say “or my d—”
“heal first. then we’ll talk about your oral fixation.”
he whines, leaning on you like dead weight. “but i wanna cuddle now…”
you sigh. but your hand’s already in his hair, brushing out the dried blood. he’s heavy, tall, a menace—but he’s yours, all wild eyes and softness tucked beneath the madness.
and you’re so unfazed. because feral or not, battlefield or bedroom, satoru’s just your stupid bloody golden retriever of a man. and you’ve never loved him more.
Why did gojo choose ... A blindfold. Outside of narritive writing we must also consider the in universe perspective of the character.
Sunglasses. normal
Bandages. Pretty normal considering sorcerer stuff magic imagery is often tied to bandages so probably readily available in his environment and makes sense even if it seems time consuming to put on.
Now a blindfold. *Not* a sleeping mask, none of the normal every day things.
Is usally.. only... Found in ... Adult stores!?!??!?! Why did he go for a blindfold!? Yes... Why know *why* sensory deprivation but why choose this in an item exclusively tied to bdsm and such!??!
How did he end up there
Did his local domenatrix recommend it!?!?
We will never know..
DID HIS LOCAL DOMINATRIX RECOMMEND IT KASJKHDGSHJ STOPPPPPP IM LOSING IT HAHAHA this ask is crazy and i love your beautiful brain for it < 3
Biggest piece of evidence to add to the gigantic pile of "Shigaraki and the League and those labeled 'Villains' aren't allowed to exist in the Heroes' Perfect World and Deku really did not give a shit and what he said about not forgetting Shigaraki is a bold-faced lie."
in the end, all he wished for was more time with him
Satoru Gojo can't help but desperately eat Suguru's cum pouring out of your pretty cunt, lapping it up until there's not a drop left inside you.
His swirling blue eyes look up at you, glittering as he murmurs - 'tell Suguru how much better I am, sweetheart, that I d-dont miss him' while scissoring long digits inside you, your eyes rolling back, cumming on his pretty face.
You date both of them, they'd brought you into their lives, but they're in the biggest fight, and now you're stuck being the go between for two six-foot-four sorcerers! You're bruised everywhere, your cunt and your ass are truly ruined, and they just won't make up.
'Hah, tell Satoru your ass feels so much better than his,' Suguru Geto whispers, cock stretching your little puckered hole, making you cry out, thighs trembling. He's fucking that liquid lube deep inside you, his fingers on your clit, black silky hair draped on your shoulder. 'I c-cant!?' He chuckles. 'You can, love'
'He said what now!?' Satoru is putting you in a full mating press, his blindfold is shoved up high. That cock thick and heavy against your entrance. 'Toru, can you two-mnh!' Satoru slams his cock deep inside you, big hands shoving your thighs higher, his white hair falling over a brow. 'Bet he'll be mad if I get our girl pregnant first, huh?'
'He said what now!?' Suguru's furious when he kneels, shoving your ass against the door, inhaling the scent of Satoru's cum that's slipping out from your abused hole. 'Sugu, please can you all get along again? I'm not even- ngh!' Suguru's tongue ring clicks against your clit. 'He thinks he'll get you pregnant first? we'll see about it.'
Suguru turns you, murmuring - 'arch for me, princess' and you do just that, letting him shove that silk robe you're wearing up your hips. After he cums inside you, biting your neck to the point it's almost bleeding, you're too wobbly to even walk, deciding to go home and try to hide from them.
How much dick can you take really!?
Satoru just appears in thin fucking air in your bedroom that night though, you roll your eyes at him, covering your face. 'Toru...' he says nothing, kicking off his shoes and laying in your bed, tugging you close. 'I miss him' he murmurs, you sigh and nod, brushing his hair back, feeling awful that they won't just communicate.
'You two will be fine,' he kisses on your neck sweetly, before scowling, seeing Suguru’s teeth marks. He touches the bruise, chuckling in that dark tone that makes you tense up. 'Hah, does he really think he'll win? I'll mark you everywhere before I send you back' then he's sinking his teeth into the mark, tugging your ass against his hard body.
You really need them to make up.
Wow this is freaky I'm ovulating 🤭
Satoru Gojo can't help but desperately eat Suguru's cum pouring out of your pretty cunt, lapping it up until there's not a drop left inside you.
His swirling blue eyes look up at you, glittering as he murmurs - 'tell Suguru how much better I am, sweetheart, that I d-dont miss him' while scissoring long digits inside you, your eyes rolling back, cumming on his pretty face.
You date both of them, they'd brought you into their lives, but they're in the biggest fight, and now you're stuck being the go between for two six-foot-four sorcerers! You're bruised everywhere, your cunt and your ass are truly ruined, and they just won't make up.
'Hah, tell Satoru your ass feels so much better than his,' Suguru Geto whispers, cock stretching your little puckered hole, making you cry out, thighs trembling. He's fucking that liquid lube deep inside you, his fingers on your clit, black silky hair draped on your shoulder. 'I c-cant!?' He chuckles. 'You can, love'
'He said what now!?' Satoru is putting you in a full mating press, his blindfold is shoved up high. That cock thick and heavy against your entrance. 'Toru, can you two-mnh!' Satoru slams his cock deep inside you, big hands shoving your thighs higher, his white hair falling over a brow. 'Bet he'll be mad if I get our girl pregnant first, huh?'
'He said what now!?' Suguru's furious when he kneels, shoving your ass against the door, inhaling the scent of Satoru's cum that's slipping out from your abused hole. 'Sugu, please can you all get along again? I'm not even- ngh!' Suguru's tongue ring clicks against your clit. 'He thinks he'll get you pregnant first? we'll see about it.'
Suguru turns you, murmuring - 'arch for me, princess' and you do just that, letting him shove that silk robe you're wearing up your hips. After he cums inside you, biting your neck to the point it's almost bleeding, you're too wobbly to even walk, deciding to go home and try to hide from them.
How much dick can you take really!?
Satoru just appears in thin fucking air in your bedroom that night though, you roll your eyes at him, covering your face. 'Toru...' he says nothing, kicking off his shoes and laying in your bed, tugging you close. 'I miss him' he murmurs, you sigh and nod, brushing his hair back, feeling awful that they won't just communicate.
'You two will be fine,' he kisses on your neck sweetly, before scowling, seeing Suguru’s teeth marks. He touches the bruise, chuckling in that dark tone that makes you tense up. 'Hah, does he really think he'll win? I'll mark you everywhere before I send you back' then he's sinking his teeth into the mark, tugging your ass against his hard body.
You really need them to make up.
Wow this is freaky I'm ovulating 🤭
imagining pt 2 where you get them in the same room, and Suguru is fucking your mouth, Satoru hitting it from the back. THEN Suguru says your mouth feels better than Satoru's 😭😭😭 and you're just stuck as they angry fuck your holes and argue 💔💔 poor reader! can it be me
I'm clearly still ovulating help
