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𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ❤︎ 𝑌𝑈𝐽𝐼 𝐼𝑇𝐴𝐷𝑂𝑅𝐼 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵
𑣲⋆yuji itadori x reader social media au
summary: the crew (plus todo) is on summer vacay for two weeks (funded by gojo) and yujis wingmen (megumi and todo) have to help him score not oblivious you while you and nobara are trying to do the exact same thing!
content warning : suggestive probably, aged up, first smau bear with me here,
i don’t own any of the pictures, all are from pinterest!
⟡ - written portion included
𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰.ᐟ 0.5
𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩.ᐟ 1
𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐫𝐮?!.ᐟ 1.5 ⟡
𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑?.ᐟ 2 ⟡
𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬.ᐟ 3 ⟡
𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧, 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚.ᐟ 4
𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝟏,𝟐, & 𝟑, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.ᐟ 5
𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐮𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬.ᐟ 𝟔 ⟡
𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞.ᐟ 𝟕
𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.ᐟ 8
𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝.ᐟ 9
I don’t rlly like this ill redo it in like a month idk
BOOM SHAKALAKAAAA LETS GOOOOOO NERDGUMI AND FRATYUJI
i see them in everything
what are your thoughts on gojo? most of the fanfics on tumblr mischaracterise him, i.e. atp he's become a caricature
how do you see him?
would someone like him thrive in a romantic relationship, or feel suffocated by it? I feel he'd need someone on/close to his level when it comes to strength
also, i have a feeling he can be creepy, or unsettling at times, like coraline's other mum. that feeling when you enter a supposedly haunted house, and you suspect you're being watched? that's HIM
this is SUCH a dangerous question because i could genuinely sit here and write an essay about satoru gojo and i did, i have to be honest. i had to cut this down a lot because i realised i was typing a psychological thesis and not an answer 😭 i might do that one day but, for now, the short answer is that i think fandom often makes the mistake of treating "satoru" and "the strongest" as separate people.
i don't. i think he is the strongest because he is satoru gojo.
his power doesn't create his compassion, arrogance, cruelty, humour or capacity to love. it magnifies the man who already existed. the tragedy of him is that everyone else encounters the power first and spends the rest of his life trying to locate the person somewhere underneath it.
i also don't think that suguru ever understood him as completely as fandom likes to imagine. he came closer than anyone, but their eventual fracture is built on the fact that they stop understanding one another precisely when they need it most.
your coraline comparison genuinely fascinated me because i think you've identified something people rarely talk about. satoru has an uncanny quality that doesn't come from malice but from perception. he's always noticing things more than anyone else, he occupies space strangely, he jokes while remaining fundamentally untouchable. there's definitely something almost haunted-house-like about him. i don't think he's secretly monstrous exactly in the other mother's way, but i think being perceived by someone who experiences the world as he does, with his eyes, is inherently a little unsettling.
as for romance, i disagree. i don't think he needs someone on his level of power. i actually think that's the wrong question to ask.
he needs someone psychologically resilient enough that they won't be absorbed by his strength. someone who sees satoru without pretending the strongest doesn't exist; someone who can admire him without worshipping him, accept his protection without surrendering their own autonomy, and tell the most powerful sorcerer alive that he's being an avoidant idiot when necessary 💀
i also don't write dangerous men as though love magically domesticates them because i think that does a huge disservice to their characters. love doesn't erase who they are. satoru wouldn't stop being overprotective, arrogant or convinced he can shoulder impossible burdens alone simply because he fell in love. if anything, those instincts would become more personal, which is exactly why his partner would need to be capable of standing up to him when his protection starts to become control.
satoru doesn't need someone powerful enough to rival him, that's an impossible ask. no one else exists on his level unless you're considering sukuna. he needs someone who can survive the gravitational pull of being loved by the strongest and still remain entirely themselves.
so i don't think satoru's tragedy is that he's incapable of love. i just think he's spent SO much of his life believing that love looks like carrying everything alone that he'd have to learn someone choosing to stand beside him isn't the same thing as asking him to carry them too.
as for whether he'd thrive or suffocate in a romantic relationship... to be honest, i think both outcomes are possible depending entirely on the relationship itself.
i think satoru would absolutely thrive with someone who allows him to be loved without turning him into either a god or a project to be fixed. he needs someone who can stand next to him rather than beneath him, doesn't expect him to carry every burden alone and doesn't mistake self-sacrifice for romance.
i think he'd suffocate in a relationship where he was expected to be everything. the strongest, the protector, the emotional anchor, the person making every impossible decision. he's already spent his entire life being treated like infrastructure, he doesn't need to come home and become somebody else's.
shauna shipman’s girlfriends 𑣲.
⟢ melissa hat
⊹˚♪⋆𝄞 bitch ⟢ allie x
⟢ jackie taylor
⊹˚♪⋆𝄞 count the ways ⟢ the last dinner party
⟢ mari ibarra
⊹˚♪⋆𝄞 my kink is karma ⟢ chappell roan
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it’s always in the back of my mind that jackie and shauna have been misunderstanding each other almost as long as they’ve loved each other
shauna believes jackie thinks so highly of herself that she can’t see two feet in front of her to where shauna’s losing it, and jackie thought shauna was so perfect that finding out about jeff was just as confusing as it was heartbreaking
even in their hallucinations they’re missing each other
shauna remembers jackie mean and jackie remembers shauna happy
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Spidey! Nerdjo cuz I fell in love with @gojover ‘s fic
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inumakis little sister!
pls do not feed any of my work into ai! i dont support the use of ai, if any of the pictures i use are ai pls lmk so i can edit it because at the end of the day i get the photos from pinterest and sometimes cant tell😓
pt 1 - ride
pt 2 - so needy
pt 3 - skin
pt 4 - oh. cute
pt 5 - goonterial !
pt 6 - mods…humble him
pt 7 - only yuyu
pt 8 - practice makes perfect
pt 9 - kiss
pt 10 - uh oh
pt 11 - he tryna ignore it
pt 12
pt 13
pt 14
pt 15
…(tbd)
-texting megumi-
pls do not feed any of my work into ai! i dont support the use of ai, if any of the pictures i use are ai pls lmk so i can edit it because at the end of the day i get the photos from pinterest and sometimes cant tell😓
-masterlist-
pt 1 - is this megumi?
pt 2- mean as hell
pt 3- a schizophrenic is talking!
pt 4- so..you like dogs?
pt 5- i love you mommy..?
pt 6 - …who..?
pt 7- use me..
pt 8- call us instant ramen!
pt 9- hey lol
pt 10- tsundere homeboy!
pt 11- she chirp
pt 12- a minute early?
pt 13- lol what
pt 14- my splash bro!
pt 15 - the whole convenience store ?
epilogue
series complete
tried out a quicker rendering method
when my kids are complaining about their undereye dark circles, dark blue eyes but mommy had a type.
!nerdjo x reader | part 1
Exam stress leads to a late night horny decision. Everything is going great, until the guy in the video starts sounding a little too familiar
part 2 here!
CW: NSFW. Masturbation. Watching porn.
cr: 3vangel1ne_ on X
You were sprawled on your bed, laptop glowing in the dark dorm room, fingers lazily scrolling through video after video.
It was one of those nights—stress from exams, and a long day of pretending not to stare at that tall, white-haired nerd from your chemistry class who always claimed the front row. The one with the quiet voice who answered questions with effortless precision while wearing the same white oversized hoodie every class.
The hoodie that somehow made his broad shoulders look even wider, the fabric hanging loose on his lean frame. You had spent far too many lectures tracing the strange structural formula printed across its back with your eyes, wondering what molecule it represented and why it suited him so perfectly.
The memory of him leaning over to borrow your notes earlier that day, offering that soft, shy smile, had lingered. Combined with the crushing stress of exams, it naturally led you to a late-night horniness that had you deep in the tags until one thumbnail catched your eye. A lean, pale torso filled the frame, a large hand wrapped around an absolutely obscene cock. The title was simple: “Needy boy whimpering.”
Below it, the description read: If you want more content, please consider subscribing. I’m a broke uni student 🙏🏻 Thank you!
You smiled faintly. It sounded so polite, almost shy, despite the filthy image attached to it. Without thinking twice, you clicked.
The video opened in a dimly lit room. The guy was already flushed, sitting on the edge of a messy bed with his long legs spread wide. His face remained carefully out of frame, but the camera angle gave a perfect, shameless view of his toned body. His abs were faintly defined, his skin glowing with a light sheen of sweat. One large hand was slowly stroking his thick, veiny length, the head flushed dark and already leaking precum that caught the low light with every lazy pass of his fingers.
A soft, breathy whimper floated through your headphones as his thumb circled the tip.
“F-fuck… ahh—”
Your breath hitched. That voice. Sweet, boyish, and trembling with need. It sounded painfully familiar, the same voice you had heard muttering answers under his breath during lectures.
No. You were imagining it. You had to be. You were just that desperately horny.
Pushing the thought aside, your hand slipped beneath the waistband of your panties, fingers gliding over your already soaked folds. On screen, his long fingers tightened around his cock, stroking a little faster. Another broken whimper escaped him, higher this time, sending a sharp throb straight to your clit. You circled the sensitive bud in time with his rhythm, thighs trembling as heat pooled low in your belly.
You pushed two fingers inside yourself, curling them just right, eyes never leaving the screen. His breathing grew ragged. The wet, obscene sounds of his hand moving along his slick cock filled your ears, filthy and addictive.
The camera shifted slightly as he adjusted his position. Your gaze drifted for a moment over the background, taking in the cluttered desk, the scattered notebooks. And then—
Your fingers stilled.
Draped casually over the back of his chair, right in the corner of the frame, was a white oversized hoodie. And there, clearly visible even in the low lighting, was the distinctive structural formula printed across the back — the strange, intricate molecule you had stared at countless times during morning lectures.
It was him.
Satoru Gojo.
The quiet, annoyingly hot chemistry nerd who always borrowed your notes with that shy boyish smile, and thanked you in that soft voice that now whimpered so prettily for the camera.
The realization crashed over you like lightning. A loud, broken moan tore from your throat as your fingers resumed their frantic pace, pumping harder, your thumb pressing desperately against your swollen clit. On screen, a high-pitched, needy whimper spilled from his lips as his hips bucked into his fist.
“Mmnh—gonna cum… fuck, I’m so close—”
His voice cracked on the last word, just like it always did when he laughed nervously in class. You imagined him sitting there, stroking himself stupid, his pretty glasses perhaps fogged up from the heat of his own pleasure. The thought made your head spin.
Your thumb pressed hard on your clit, the coil in your belly tightening unbearably.
On screen, Satoru’s abs flexed, his thighs shaking. Thick ropes of cum shoot across his stomach and chest as he kept pumping through his orgasm, whimpering softly with each spurt.
You came hard at the same time, back arching off the bed, a broken cry leaving your lips as your pussy clenched around your fingers. The orgasm dragged on, wave after wave of intense pleasure washing over you while you watched him pant, breathless and flushed, lazily smearing the mess over his skin.
When the video finally ended, you lay there in the dark, chest heaving, heart hammering against your ribs. The image of that white, oversized hoodie with the weird structural formula lingered behind your closed eyelids.
Tomorrow in class, when Satoru slid into his usual seat you weren’t sure you’d be able to look at him without getting wet all over again.
Or without wondering how much prettier those whimpers would sound in real life.
Reblogs are sooo appreciated ✨
part 2 here! masterlist
