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seeing the new art of gojo is like looking back at pictures of my dead wife

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this fan animation had me in tears omfg

youtube , fyemaj

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this fan animation had me in tears omfg

youtube , fyemaj

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what should i post first (when i finish writing them)

day in the life with the fushiguro’s

satoru gojo x milf reader

Remaining time: 6 hours 7 minutes

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satoru gojo x chubby ! reader

ouuuu the fact gojo could easily drag a whole PANDA AND HIS STUDENT at the same time… i just know he’ll manhandle the hell out of a chubby girl

👀👀👀

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satoru g.

‿‿‿‿ . ‘ .

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satoru g.

‿‿‿‿ . ‘ .

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PUPPY EYES

♡ . in which 𝒮atoru gojo will use his eyes to get what he wants , and you give in . ♱ cw : smut + fluff . gojo x reader . nicknames , use of y/n one time . mentions of marriage and pregnancy . p in v . reader and gojo are teachers at jujutsu . sorcery world but not canon au! geto is not a curse user, shibuya didnt happen, etc etc . ages might not be correct but who cares -- two year age gap ; reader 28 ^ gojo 30 (act five reader is 31 , gojo is 33) . short mention of reader having hip dips . ft this sweettreat !! . not proofread excuse any mistakes

༝ wc : 2,868

act one ,

''sweetheart, pleaaase can i have one?'' gojo poked at your side, peering into the basket of fries you were holding. ''they're basically calling my name, 'satoruuuu .. satoruuu .. come eat us up~'-- ouch!''

his annoying antics were silenced by your palm hitting his nose, large hands clamping over it as he stiffled. ''babe! that hurtttt.'' he whined.

''stop acting like a big man child! focus on pushing thirty.'' you rolled your eyes, normally you didn't lash out like this, but he just wouldn't quit today. going on and on and on, you were starting to get a headache.

''i wont push thirty one if you starve me to death!'' ''oh please, its one fry?!''

what was supposed to be a peaceful sitting at a park was turned into the battle over fries.

after tugging at your arm and fake-crying like a baby, he snapped back into reality and stared up at you... oddly quiet. making you pause.

''...'toru?'' your eyes staring into his blues, pupils wide before he started to tilt his head low, it only took you a split minute and a realisation that he's looking at you from underneath his albino lashes to know what he's really doing. ''no... no...''

batting his ridiculously long lashes, watching how your scowl wavered and breath hitched. until your shoulders relaxed and you let out a huff out your nose.

prying a crispy, golden chip and handing it to him. ''fine, take it.''

one fry was enough to make him grin after putting up a fit, placing a sloppy kiss to your cheek and picking it off of you, ''thank youuu~'' but of course one didn't satisfy him, starting to take handfuls from you and all you could do was just watch with a pout.

though, you knew you could do the same to him into buying you anything you wanted anyways.

act two ,

''remember the technique test on monday!'' you called after your students, watching as they fled the classroom in joy as today was friday.

smiling at their cheers in the hallway, you turn and start fixing up your classroom. how did you never notice that your class was so messy?

pushing desks into straight rows, tucking chairs in, fixing chalk into colour patterns (since gojo bought you some rainbow chalk to have some 'whimsy')

''boo.'' ''AAAH!!''

a loud boom of laughter filled the classroom, looking up at satoru's face after ramming into his solid chest. ''you should've seen your face! aaaaagaghahahaagaggg!'' he mocked your scream poorly.

''ugh! why do i put up with you?'' you pouted, but you couldnt help yourself as you raised yourself up and placed a kiss to his lips, ''i missed your annoying self though.'' your voice a sultry murmur that made him smile like a cheshire cat. his hands palming your hips, thumb gently swiping at your hip dip.

placing kisses at your hairline, he shifted as he pressed up against you lightly. ''honey,'' he whispered. looking down at you with those eyes.

''satoru... there's still staff here.'' you looked over at the open door, frowning and looking back up at him.

''that only matters if you cant stay quiet,'' his large palm trailed from your hip to underneath your work top, cupping your breast in your bra.

squeezing your hips together, ''fine. let me close the door!!''

⪩⪨

pushing you up against the hard, wooden desk, bunching your skirt up and sliding your tights down.

''i’ll try not to be messy, okay?'' his palms trailed over you once again, ''i won’t mess up your pretty clothes~,''

— ''its work clothes… i could probably get the same whole thing designed anyways. but that’s not an excuse, just some nervous rambling.'' the man behind you chuckled deeply, unbuttoning his slacks then his boxers, letting them fall down to his ankles, a hand on the desk beside your waist and the other moving underneath your skirt, smoothing at your moist panties.

his glossy lips pulled into a smirk, ''such a messy girl. wet already?'' nuzzling the tip of his nose into your neck, peeling your panties off to your shoes. his hand wrapping around the base of his cock and tapping against your clit. your thighs switching and body shuddering at his teasing.

''toruuuu. please.'' you were basically clenching around nothing pathetically. looking behind your shoulder at the culprit.

his hand moved and clasped around your mouth, placing a kiss to your temple. ''shhh, you don’t want to be heard, don’t you? remember? be good f’me, mkay?'' waiting for an eager nod, he finally slipped inside.

his tip sliding in easily as he was more slim than thick, but that meant he was long.

''fuckkk, princess. so fucking warm, so tight. fitting me like a glove, so good.'' he was already drunk on the feeling of your pussy, pressing himself up against you and swinging his hips back and forth, back and forth, back and forth; over and over again.

gentle plapping of your ass cheeks and his hips meeting each other, making your eyes roll back and fingers gripping the edge of the shaking desk.

as satoru increased his pace, some flyers fell gracefully from your desk, a couple of pens rolling off and a bobble-head statue one of your students bought you from one of their missions over seas tipping over.

all you could do was watch and writhe into your boyfriend’s hand, your eyes squinting as you felt your knees buckling, back arching as you spilled your juices all over him, reaching your climax.

''fuck! fuck fuck fuckkkkkkk.'' due to the lack of warning- his fault - his hips frayed it’s rythem, before he pulled out and pumped his cock with his fist, groaning as he spilled out onto your awaiting pussy lips.

his breath was shallow as he gained back his breathing, removing his hand from your face to kiss you deeply.

''love you so much.'' he nuzzled your nose with his, the ropes of his aftermath dripping down and onto your panties below. ''can’t wait until one of these days i won’t pull out.''

maybe it was his thoughts still caught up in the high, or was he serious?,

act three ,

going shopping with gojo... wasn't really easy.

unless you could deal with him dragging you to any and every candy store, food markets, goofy stores that was definitely made for a kids attraction but managed to hook a grown man just because he wanted a 'few' things, skincare shops, etc.

anything and everything will attract him, especially with the wallet he has, but his most favourite thing to do with you? ... spoil you rotten.

''babe, this bag will go SO good with your eyes. look at it!'' ''oh... i mean, it does look nice... but i don't think i like snake print,''

''what about these two colours? these pop out your uhm... lips.'' ''awww, this is actually cute!''

when he'd successfully score you over, he'd pump his fist in the air with a cartoonish 'yeah!', before shoving whatever it is into the cart or in your face to go find something else.

but what gets him acting like a mess?

lingerie.

so letting you (for once) guide him inside where you claimed 'sold cute lingerie sets', it was like he was floating and trailing after some pie.

staring at you with hearts in his eyes, nodding at every single pair you held up at your body for his approval, no matter the colour or material. he knew you'd look fucking sexy in anything.

though, when you really had a favourite, he'd tell you to get an extra of that pair. and i think we know why.

if you didn't, lets just say satoru gets a little... handsy and rough when he's desperate for you. clothes being ripped, pupil's blown wide... i think you get the jist.

''would this look nice on me? seashell pink?'' the edges of the bra and matching thong had frills that stuck out and gave it more a cutesy vibe.

licking his lips lightly, nodding. ''mhm, of course. of course.'' taking it off you as you turned to browse for more, his heart pounding as he tries to control himself...

until there was ONE set that he NEEDED to see on you, his jaw going slack and leaving him gaping like a fish out of water, just for you to say ''hm, nevermind.''

''baby.''

''yes?''

he pried the set back out on the hanger, already getting ready with his puppy eyes. ''please.''

''nooo, it wouldn't look good on me.'' arching a brow with a slight scowl of disgust, waving at him to put it back. ''we can find som- don't look at me like that.''

clutching the hanger against his chest, looking adorably stupid, almost like a kicked dog. ''don't say that about yourself,'' scootching closer, and peppering your face with kisses.

''stop! stop stop.. okay! okay fine!''

''hehehe... thank you baby, can't wait to see this on you when we get home~''

chuckling, patting at his chest as you both make your way out from rows of colourful lingerie. ''such a horn ball, honestly.''

act four ,

summer holidays. no curses, no classes to teach, just gojo taking you out on date nights, holidays, out to different places to stay for a while.

knowing you wouldn't get a break from his goofiness, he took you to 'penguin colonies in antarctica'.

when the both of you got there, the first thing tour guides did was bundle you both up, then you had to sit with a group of others that were partaking in the tourist attraction, listening to rules and the do's and dont's before getting led out to the penguins!

''awww, look at the babies!'' you pouted softly, watching the waddling balls of fluff trail after their mother's, the father's close by.

sitting down, keeping a calm mindset as some penguins got bolder and curious, waddling over, making calls and sticking their beaks out once they were close enough.

satoru watching you giggle, ramble about childhood stories and other things like this was a normal talk, he slowly rose up from where he was, still listening, but he was shifting onto his knees.

then, when you finally asked him if he was okay, he moved so he was on one knee, patting at his pocket before getting a velvet box out.

''my love, my sweetheart, my sweets, im sorry for cutting you so short and acting weird...'' he nervously laughed, clearing his throat. ''i picked out this place so this memory could be stuck in our head, and we could look back as we grow old together,''

''will you marry me?''

those same baby blue's, used to steal your food, seduce you, spoil you... was now soft, a gentle curve of his lips as he awaited your answer.

tears forming at the corner of your eyes, nodding and sitting up to squeeze him into a hug. ''yes yes yes!!!'' kissing his temple, then his cheek, then his lips.

''ill give you the ring when we get out of here, okay? don't want it getting lost in the snow, you were looking at this ring a lot.'' his cheeks were flushed because of the cold and this moment.

act five ,

years went by and being engaged to satoru gojo was not for the weak, constant shenanigans happening every moment. but you wouldn't trade it for anything else. what started to throw you off guard was his... baby fever.

sending you videos of cute baby moments, pulling you into the baby section of stores. it was a handful.

asking him about it, he would deny it on the spot. ''what? baby fever? what's that? i just think its cute, i don't have baby fever. pshh.'' acting like some tsundere out of a anime.

what really topped the cake, was getting married.

a massive wedding venue, a cake which different slice had a different flavour, if you didn't like it you got to trade, this was his idea. of course it was.

overall the party was entertaining, laughs and smiles from everybody made you smile.

splitting from gojo as he went to his best friends, you went to yours.

''y/nnnn! you look gorgeous! i cant! this man doesn't deserve you!'' utahime whined as she wrapped her arms around you. the alcohol making her a little more bratty.

chuckling and running your fingers through her hair, giving her a hug. ''aww, thank u 'hime. now c'mon, dont speak about my husband like that.'' you teased her, moving her back to her seat.

''but yea, im with utahime. you're stunning.'' shoko patted a free seat next to her after she removed her purse from atop. kissing your cheek in a friendly way like the two of you would back then.

your face was beginning to hurt with how much you were smiling, accepting a light glass of champagne from shoko, ''i hope you're prepared for him tonight after the venue.'' she twirled a strand of your hair with her index finger.

cheeks turning a pink, you batted your eyelashes. ''i know... i know. to be fair, he's been talking about kids a lot.'' that elected a loud gasp from utahime.

''kids?! oh nooooo! pleaaase, tell me they'll get your genes!'' she whimpered, her lips twisting into a wide frown.

''we'll see!'' you hummed, before raising your head as you got a light tap to your shoulder, revealing suguru geto.

a sweet smile, bending down to give you a hug. ''i love this dress, suits you perfectly.'' he complimented with a syrupy voice, leaning against the table. catching up on such and such, wishing you the amount of patience he's put up with satoru.

⪩⪨

giving everyone cheek kisses as a goodbye along with hugs, hoping them a goodnight, gojo being extra; he rented some limo drivers to get everybody back home safely.

but you and satoru didn't go back home. he took you to a luxury love hotel.

as soon as you both stepped into the room, he was on you in a second. ''so fucking pretty, had me crying at the alter, mhm. did you know what you did to me?''

lips on yours, your moans softly contrasting with the ruffle of his hands against your wedding dress, ''mrs gojo, perfect. so perfect.'' gingerly unzipping the dress from your body, leaving you in the lingerie he was so desperate to pick out for you to match with your wedding dress.

''holy fuck, im so hard.'' his comment made you laugh, before he hoisted you up like a sack of potatoes, diving with you on the bed. ''need you. need you so much.''

kissing and nibbling at your neck, his hands hurriedly taking off his suit and slacks, carelessly unlike how he handled your dress.

moving back, his cock slapped against his abs, precum dribbling from the pale, pink tip. his hand lightly pumping at it. ''you good? you ready for me, pretty?''

''mhm,'' you nodded, kicking your legs up for him to catch and pull up to your ears, sinking into him. ''mmmh! satoruuuu,'' you moaned, gasping as you felt him stretch you for him to fit.

inches going in inches, eyes rolling back as drool pooled against the corner of your mouth.

''feel good? yeah? not hurting or anything?'' he checked in, his brows curled up, he only started his thrusting the moment you confirmed you were fine.

plap , plap , plap!

juices mixing together and running down the curve of your ass as he pounded into you. the tip of his cock hitting against that spongey part that made you squeak out a moan after moan.

''oh myyyyymmmmmgg..'' your brain was filled with the intensity of the love making, his hands pinned your ankles at the side of your head, rambling left your mouth as you were getting it good.

he never uttered a word, just focused on making you feel good. his eyes narrowing as he ups his pace. your moans turning into screams of pure pleasure, glad he booked a love hotel and didn't take you home, a noise complaint would've really ruined the mood. ''im cumming!! im cumminnggg!!'' nails running down his back as you finally came, made him crack.

''fuck! m' gonna cum, baby. where do you want it? hm? where?'' panting, he looked down at you. his pale skin blushed pink..

clenching your eyes shut, hands moving to grip at his shoulders. ''inside, inside pleease. please please please,'' you begged, begging for something he was more than willing to give you.

groaning and grunting as he spilled his load inside of you, making you coo as your vision went white, warmth in your lower body, panting as you let out excess moans.

after cleaning you up, cooling you down and giving you the aftercare you needed after all of that.

''you'll be the best daddy ever.'' you whispered softly to him, eyelids heavy as you fell asleep, leaning against him underneath the cool bed sheets.

hooking his arm around you, holding you close he placed a kiss to your forehead, tracing the wedding ring on your finger.

''i hope so, mama.''

a/n ;; im so sorry if this is poop i just wanted to test out this layout (ima keep it) and post for gojo... but i slightly rushed ok! but i hope you guys enjoy it <33

[hanawoof]

PUPPY EYES

♡ . in which 𝒮atoru gojo will use his eyes to get what he wants , and you give in . ♱ cw : smut + fluff . gojo x reader . nicknames , use of y/n one time . mentions of marriage and pregnancy . p in v . reader and gojo are teachers at jujutsu . sorcery world but not canon au! geto is not a curse user, shibuya didnt happen, etc etc . ages might not be correct but who cares -- two year age gap ; reader 28 ^ gojo 30 (act five reader is 31 , gojo is 33) . short mention of reader having hip dips . ft this sweettreat !! . not proofread excuse any mistakes

༝ wc : 2,868

act one ,

''sweetheart, pleaaase can i have one?'' gojo poked at your side, peering into the basket of fries you were holding. ''they're basically calling my name, 'satoruuuu .. satoruuu .. come eat us up~'-- ouch!''

his annoying antics were silenced by your palm hitting his nose, large hands clamping over it as he stiffled. ''babe! that hurtttt.'' he whined.

''stop acting like a big man child! focus on pushing thirty.'' you rolled your eyes, normally you didn't lash out like this, but he just wouldn't quit today. going on and on and on, you were starting to get a headache.

''i wont push thirty one if you starve me to death!'' ''oh please, its one fry?!''

what was supposed to be a peaceful sitting at a park was turned into the battle over fries.

after tugging at your arm and fake-crying like a baby, he snapped back into reality and stared up at you... oddly quiet. making you pause.

''...'toru?'' your eyes staring into his blues, pupils wide before he started to tilt his head low, it only took you a split minute and a realisation that he's looking at you from underneath his albino lashes to know what he's really doing. ''no... no...''

batting his ridiculously long lashes, watching how your scowl wavered and breath hitched. until your shoulders relaxed and you let out a huff out your nose.

prying a crispy, golden chip and handing it to him. ''fine, take it.''

one fry was enough to make him grin after putting up a fit, placing a sloppy kiss to your cheek and picking it off of you, ''thank youuu~'' but of course one didn't satisfy him, starting to take handfuls from you and all you could do was just watch with a pout.

though, you knew you could do the same to him into buying you anything you wanted anyways.

act two ,

''remember the technique test on monday!'' you called after your students, watching as they fled the classroom in joy as today was friday.

smiling at their cheers in the hallway, you turn and start fixing up your classroom. how did you never notice that your class was so messy?

pushing desks into straight rows, tucking chairs in, fixing chalk into colour patterns (since gojo bought you some rainbow chalk to have some 'whimsy')

''boo.'' ''AAAH!!''

a loud boom of laughter filled the classroom, looking up at satoru's face after ramming into his solid chest. ''you should've seen your face! aaaaagaghahahaagaggg!'' he mocked your scream poorly.

''ugh! why do i put up with you?'' you pouted, but you couldnt help yourself as you raised yourself up and placed a kiss to his lips, ''i missed your annoying self though.'' your voice a sultry murmur that made him smile like a cheshire cat. his hands palming your hips, thumb gently swiping at your hip dip.

placing kisses at your hairline, he shifted as he pressed up against you lightly. ''honey,'' he whispered. looking down at you with those eyes.

''satoru... there's still staff here.'' you looked over at the open door, frowning and looking back up at him.

''that only matters if you cant stay quiet,'' his large palm trailed from your hip to underneath your work top, cupping your breast in your bra.

squeezing your hips together, ''fine. let me close the door!!''

⪩⪨

pushing you up against the hard, wooden desk, bunching your skirt up and sliding your tights down.

''i’ll try not to be messy, okay?'' his palms trailed over you once again, ''i won’t mess up your pretty clothes~,''

— ''its work clothes… i could probably get the same whole thing designed anyways. but that’s not an excuse, just some nervous rambling.'' the man behind you chuckled deeply, unbuttoning his slacks then his boxers, letting them fall down to his ankles, a hand on the desk beside your waist and the other moving underneath your skirt, smoothing at your moist panties.

his glossy lips pulled into a smirk, ''such a messy girl. wet already?'' nuzzling the tip of his nose into your neck, peeling your panties off to your shoes. his hand wrapping around the base of his cock and tapping against your clit. your thighs switching and body shuddering at his teasing.

''toruuuu. please.'' you were basically clenching around nothing pathetically. looking behind your shoulder at the culprit.

his hand moved and clasped around your mouth, placing a kiss to your temple. ''shhh, you don’t want to be heard, don’t you? remember? be good f’me, mkay?'' waiting for an eager nod, he finally slipped inside.

his tip sliding in easily as he was more slim than thick, but that meant he was long.

''fuckkk, princess. so fucking warm, so tight. fitting me like a glove, so good.'' he was already drunk on the feeling of your pussy, pressing himself up against you and swinging his hips back and forth, back and forth, back and forth; over and over again.

gentle plapping of your ass cheeks and his hips meeting each other, making your eyes roll back and fingers gripping the edge of the shaking desk.

as satoru increased his pace, some flyers fell gracefully from your desk, a couple of pens rolling off and a bobble-head statue one of your students bought you from one of their missions over seas tipping over.

all you could do was watch and writhe into your boyfriend’s hand, your eyes squinting as you felt your knees buckling, back arching as you spilled your juices all over him, reaching your climax.

''fuck! fuck fuck fuckkkkkkk.'' due to the lack of warning- his fault - his hips frayed it’s rythem, before he pulled out and pumped his cock with his fist, groaning as he spilled out onto your awaiting pussy lips.

his breath was shallow as he gained back his breathing, removing his hand from your face to kiss you deeply.

''love you so much.'' he nuzzled your nose with his, the ropes of his aftermath dripping down and onto your panties below. ''can’t wait until one of these days i won’t pull out.''

maybe it was his thoughts still caught up in the high, or was he serious?,

act three ,

going shopping with gojo... wasn't really easy.

unless you could deal with him dragging you to any and every candy store, food markets, goofy stores that was definitely made for a kids attraction but managed to hook a grown man just because he wanted a 'few' things, skincare shops, etc.

anything and everything will attract him, especially with the wallet he has, but his most favourite thing to do with you? ... spoil you rotten.

''babe, this bag will go SO good with your eyes. look at it!'' ''oh... i mean, it does look nice... but i don't think i like snake print,''

''what about these two colours? these pop out your uhm... lips.'' ''awww, this is actually cute!''

when he'd successfully score you over, he'd pump his fist in the air with a cartoonish 'yeah!', before shoving whatever it is into the cart or in your face to go find something else.

but what gets him acting like a mess?

lingerie.

so letting you (for once) guide him inside where you claimed 'sold cute lingerie sets', it was like he was floating and trailing after some pie.

staring at you with hearts in his eyes, nodding at every single pair you held up at your body for his approval, no matter the colour or material. he knew you'd look fucking sexy in anything.

though, when you really had a favourite, he'd tell you to get an extra of that pair. and i think we know why.

if you didn't, lets just say satoru gets a little... handsy and rough when he's desperate for you. clothes being ripped, pupil's blown wide... i think you get the jist.

''would this look nice on me? seashell pink?'' the edges of the bra and matching thong had frills that stuck out and gave it more a cutesy vibe.

licking his lips lightly, nodding. ''mhm, of course. of course.'' taking it off you as you turned to browse for more, his heart pounding as he tries to control himself...

until there was ONE set that he NEEDED to see on you, his jaw going slack and leaving him gaping like a fish out of water, just for you to say ''hm, nevermind.''

''baby.''

''yes?''

he pried the set back out on the hanger, already getting ready with his puppy eyes. ''please.''

''nooo, it wouldn't look good on me.'' arching a brow with a slight scowl of disgust, waving at him to put it back. ''we can find som- don't look at me like that.''

clutching the hanger against his chest, looking adorably stupid, almost like a kicked dog. ''don't say that about yourself,'' scootching closer, and peppering your face with kisses.

''stop! stop stop.. okay! okay fine!''

''hehehe... thank you baby, can't wait to see this on you when we get home~''

chuckling, patting at his chest as you both make your way out from rows of colourful lingerie. ''such a horn ball, honestly.''

act four ,

summer holidays. no curses, no classes to teach, just gojo taking you out on date nights, holidays, out to different places to stay for a while.

knowing you wouldn't get a break from his goofiness, he took you to 'penguin colonies in antarctica'.

when the both of you got there, the first thing tour guides did was bundle you both up, then you had to sit with a group of others that were partaking in the tourist attraction, listening to rules and the do's and dont's before getting led out to the penguins!

''awww, look at the babies!'' you pouted softly, watching the waddling balls of fluff trail after their mother's, the father's close by.

sitting down, keeping a calm mindset as some penguins got bolder and curious, waddling over, making calls and sticking their beaks out once they were close enough.

satoru watching you giggle, ramble about childhood stories and other things like this was a normal talk, he slowly rose up from where he was, still listening, but he was shifting onto his knees.

then, when you finally asked him if he was okay, he moved so he was on one knee, patting at his pocket before getting a velvet box out.

''my love, my sweetheart, my sweets, im sorry for cutting you so short and acting weird...'' he nervously laughed, clearing his throat. ''i picked out this place so this memory could be stuck in our head, and we could look back as we grow old together,''

''will you marry me?''

those same baby blue's, used to steal your food, seduce you, spoil you... was now soft, a gentle curve of his lips as he awaited your answer.

tears forming at the corner of your eyes, nodding and sitting up to squeeze him into a hug. ''yes yes yes!!!'' kissing his temple, then his cheek, then his lips.

''ill give you the ring when we get out of here, okay? don't want it getting lost in the snow, you were looking at this ring a lot.'' his cheeks were flushed because of the cold and this moment.

act five ,

years went by and being engaged to satoru gojo was not for the weak, constant shenanigans happening every moment. but you wouldn't trade it for anything else. what started to throw you off guard was his... baby fever.

sending you videos of cute baby moments, pulling you into the baby section of stores. it was a handful.

asking him about it, he would deny it on the spot. ''what? baby fever? what's that? i just think its cute, i don't have baby fever. pshh.'' acting like some tsundere out of a anime.

what really topped the cake, was getting married.

a massive wedding venue, a cake which different slice had a different flavour, if you didn't like it you got to trade, this was his idea. of course it was.

overall the party was entertaining, laughs and smiles from everybody made you smile.

splitting from gojo as he went to his best friends, you went to yours.

''y/nnnn! you look gorgeous! i cant! this man doesn't deserve you!'' utahime whined as she wrapped her arms around you. the alcohol making her a little more bratty.

chuckling and running your fingers through her hair, giving her a hug. ''aww, thank u 'hime. now c'mon, dont speak about my husband like that.'' you teased her, moving her back to her seat.

''but yea, im with utahime. you're stunning.'' shoko patted a free seat next to her after she removed her purse from atop. kissing your cheek in a friendly way like the two of you would back then.

your face was beginning to hurt with how much you were smiling, accepting a light glass of champagne from shoko, ''i hope you're prepared for him tonight after the venue.'' she twirled a strand of your hair with her index finger.

cheeks turning a pink, you batted your eyelashes. ''i know... i know. to be fair, he's been talking about kids a lot.'' that elected a loud gasp from utahime.

''kids?! oh nooooo! pleaaase, tell me they'll get your genes!'' she whimpered, her lips twisting into a wide frown.

''we'll see!'' you hummed, before raising your head as you got a light tap to your shoulder, revealing suguru geto.

a sweet smile, bending down to give you a hug. ''i love this dress, suits you perfectly.'' he complimented with a syrupy voice, leaning against the table. catching up on such and such, wishing you the amount of patience he's put up with satoru.

⪩⪨

giving everyone cheek kisses as a goodbye along with hugs, hoping them a goodnight, gojo being extra; he rented some limo drivers to get everybody back home safely.

but you and satoru didn't go back home. he took you to a luxury love hotel.

as soon as you both stepped into the room, he was on you in a second. ''so fucking pretty, had me crying at the alter, mhm. did you know what you did to me?''

lips on yours, your moans softly contrasting with the ruffle of his hands against your wedding dress, ''mrs gojo, perfect. so perfect.'' gingerly unzipping the dress from your body, leaving you in the lingerie he was so desperate to pick out for you to match with your wedding dress.

''holy fuck, im so hard.'' his comment made you laugh, before he hoisted you up like a sack of potatoes, diving with you on the bed. ''need you. need you so much.''

kissing and nibbling at your neck, his hands hurriedly taking off his suit and slacks, carelessly unlike how he handled your dress.

moving back, his cock slapped against his abs, precum dribbling from the pale, pink tip. his hand lightly pumping at it. ''you good? you ready for me, pretty?''

''mhm,'' you nodded, kicking your legs up for him to catch and pull up to your ears, sinking into him. ''mmmh! satoruuuu,'' you moaned, gasping as you felt him stretch you for him to fit.

inches going in inches, eyes rolling back as drool pooled against the corner of your mouth.

''feel good? yeah? not hurting or anything?'' he checked in, his brows curled up, he only started his thrusting the moment you confirmed you were fine.

plap , plap , plap!

juices mixing together and running down the curve of your ass as he pounded into you. the tip of his cock hitting against that spongey part that made you squeak out a moan after moan.

''oh myyyyymmmmmgg..'' your brain was filled with the intensity of the love making, his hands pinned your ankles at the side of your head, rambling left your mouth as you were getting it good.

he never uttered a word, just focused on making you feel good. his eyes narrowing as he ups his pace. your moans turning into screams of pure pleasure, glad he booked a love hotel and didn't take you home, a noise complaint would've really ruined the mood. ''im cumming!! im cumminnggg!!'' nails running down his back as you finally came, made him crack.

''fuck! m' gonna cum, baby. where do you want it? hm? where?'' panting, he looked down at you. his pale skin blushed pink..

clenching your eyes shut, hands moving to grip at his shoulders. ''inside, inside pleease. please please please,'' you begged, begging for something he was more than willing to give you.

groaning and grunting as he spilled his load inside of you, making you coo as your vision went white, warmth in your lower body, panting as you let out excess moans.

after cleaning you up, cooling you down and giving you the aftercare you needed after all of that.

''you'll be the best daddy ever.'' you whispered softly to him, eyelids heavy as you fell asleep, leaning against him underneath the cool bed sheets.

hooking his arm around you, holding you close he placed a kiss to your forehead, tracing the wedding ring on your finger.

''i hope so, mama.''

a/n ;; im so sorry if this is poop i just wanted to test out this layout (ima keep it) and post for gojo... but i slightly rushed ok! but i hope you guys enjoy it <33

[hanawoof]

PUPPY EYES

♡ . in which 𝒮atoru gojo will use his eyes to get what he wants , and you give in . ♱ cw : smut + fluff . gojo x reader . nicknames , use of y/n one time . mentions of marriage and pregnancy . p in v . reader and gojo are teachers at jujutsu . sorcery world but not canon au! geto is not a curse user, shibuya didnt happen, etc etc . ages might not be correct but who cares -- two year age gap ; reader 28 ^ gojo 30 (act five reader is 31 , gojo is 33) . short mention of reader having hip dips . ft this sweettreat !! . not proofread excuse any mistakes

༝ wc : 2,868

act one ,

''sweetheart, pleaaase can i have one?'' gojo poked at your side, peering into the basket of fries you were holding. ''they're basically calling my name, 'satoruuuu .. satoruuu .. come eat us up~'-- ouch!''

his annoying antics were silenced by your palm hitting his nose, large hands clamping over it as he stiffled. ''babe! that hurtttt.'' he whined.

''stop acting like a big man child! focus on pushing thirty.'' you rolled your eyes, normally you didn't lash out like this, but he just wouldn't quit today. going on and on and on, you were starting to get a headache.

''i wont push thirty one if you starve me to death!'' ''oh please, its one fry?!''

what was supposed to be a peaceful sitting at a park was turned into the battle over fries.

after tugging at your arm and fake-crying like a baby, he snapped back into reality and stared up at you... oddly quiet. making you pause.

''...'toru?'' your eyes staring into his blues, pupils wide before he started to tilt his head low, it only took you a split minute and a realisation that he's looking at you from underneath his albino lashes to know what he's really doing. ''no... no...''

batting his ridiculously long lashes, watching how your scowl wavered and breath hitched. until your shoulders relaxed and you let out a huff out your nose.

prying a crispy, golden chip and handing it to him. ''fine, take it.''

one fry was enough to make him grin after putting up a fit, placing a sloppy kiss to your cheek and picking it off of you, ''thank youuu~'' but of course one didn't satisfy him, starting to take handfuls from you and all you could do was just watch with a pout.

though, you knew you could do the same to him into buying you anything you wanted anyways.

act two ,

''remember the technique test on monday!'' you called after your students, watching as they fled the classroom in joy as today was friday.

smiling at their cheers in the hallway, you turn and start fixing up your classroom. how did you never notice that your class was so messy?

pushing desks into straight rows, tucking chairs in, fixing chalk into colour patterns (since gojo bought you some rainbow chalk to have some 'whimsy')

''boo.'' ''AAAH!!''

a loud boom of laughter filled the classroom, looking up at satoru's face after ramming into his solid chest. ''you should've seen your face! aaaaagaghahahaagaggg!'' he mocked your scream poorly.

''ugh! why do i put up with you?'' you pouted, but you couldnt help yourself as you raised yourself up and placed a kiss to his lips, ''i missed your annoying self though.'' your voice a sultry murmur that made him smile like a cheshire cat. his hands palming your hips, thumb gently swiping at your hip dip.

placing kisses at your hairline, he shifted as he pressed up against you lightly. ''honey,'' he whispered. looking down at you with those eyes.

''satoru... there's still staff here.'' you looked over at the open door, frowning and looking back up at him.

''that only matters if you cant stay quiet,'' his large palm trailed from your hip to underneath your work top, cupping your breast in your bra.

squeezing your hips together, ''fine. let me close the door!!''

⪩⪨

pushing you up against the hard, wooden desk, bunching your skirt up and sliding your tights down.

''i’ll try not to be messy, okay?'' his palms trailed over you once again, ''i won’t mess up your pretty clothes~,''

— ''its work clothes… i could probably get the same whole thing designed anyways. but that’s not an excuse, just some nervous rambling.'' the man behind you chuckled deeply, unbuttoning his slacks then his boxers, letting them fall down to his ankles, a hand on the desk beside your waist and the other moving underneath your skirt, smoothing at your moist panties.

his glossy lips pulled into a smirk, ''such a messy girl. wet already?'' nuzzling the tip of his nose into your neck, peeling your panties off to your shoes. his hand wrapping around the base of his cock and tapping against your clit. your thighs switching and body shuddering at his teasing.

''toruuuu. please.'' you were basically clenching around nothing pathetically. looking behind your shoulder at the culprit.

his hand moved and clasped around your mouth, placing a kiss to your temple. ''shhh, you don’t want to be heard, don’t you? remember? be good f’me, mkay?'' waiting for an eager nod, he finally slipped inside.

his tip sliding in easily as he was more slim than thick, but that meant he was long.

''fuckkk, princess. so fucking warm, so tight. fitting me like a glove, so good.'' he was already drunk on the feeling of your pussy, pressing himself up against you and swinging his hips back and forth, back and forth, back and forth; over and over again.

gentle plapping of your ass cheeks and his hips meeting each other, making your eyes roll back and fingers gripping the edge of the shaking desk.

as satoru increased his pace, some flyers fell gracefully from your desk, a couple of pens rolling off and a bobble-head statue one of your students bought you from one of their missions over seas tipping over.

all you could do was watch and writhe into your boyfriend’s hand, your eyes squinting as you felt your knees buckling, back arching as you spilled your juices all over him, reaching your climax.

''fuck! fuck fuck fuckkkkkkk.'' due to the lack of warning- his fault - his hips frayed it’s rythem, before he pulled out and pumped his cock with his fist, groaning as he spilled out onto your awaiting pussy lips.

his breath was shallow as he gained back his breathing, removing his hand from your face to kiss you deeply.

''love you so much.'' he nuzzled your nose with his, the ropes of his aftermath dripping down and onto your panties below. ''can’t wait until one of these days i won’t pull out.''

maybe it was his thoughts still caught up in the high, or was he serious?,

act three ,

going shopping with gojo... wasn't really easy.

unless you could deal with him dragging you to any and every candy store, food markets, goofy stores that was definitely made for a kids attraction but managed to hook a grown man just because he wanted a 'few' things, skincare shops, etc.

anything and everything will attract him, especially with the wallet he has, but his most favourite thing to do with you? ... spoil you rotten.

''babe, this bag will go SO good with your eyes. look at it!'' ''oh... i mean, it does look nice... but i don't think i like snake print,''

''what about these two colours? these pop out your uhm... lips.'' ''awww, this is actually cute!''

when he'd successfully score you over, he'd pump his fist in the air with a cartoonish 'yeah!', before shoving whatever it is into the cart or in your face to go find something else.

but what gets him acting like a mess?

lingerie.

so letting you (for once) guide him inside where you claimed 'sold cute lingerie sets', it was like he was floating and trailing after some pie.

staring at you with hearts in his eyes, nodding at every single pair you held up at your body for his approval, no matter the colour or material. he knew you'd look fucking sexy in anything.

though, when you really had a favourite, he'd tell you to get an extra of that pair. and i think we know why.

if you didn't, lets just say satoru gets a little... handsy and rough when he's desperate for you. clothes being ripped, pupil's blown wide... i think you get the jist.

''would this look nice on me? seashell pink?'' the edges of the bra and matching thong had frills that stuck out and gave it more a cutesy vibe.

licking his lips lightly, nodding. ''mhm, of course. of course.'' taking it off you as you turned to browse for more, his heart pounding as he tries to control himself...

until there was ONE set that he NEEDED to see on you, his jaw going slack and leaving him gaping like a fish out of water, just for you to say ''hm, nevermind.''

''baby.''

''yes?''

he pried the set back out on the hanger, already getting ready with his puppy eyes. ''please.''

''nooo, it wouldn't look good on me.'' arching a brow with a slight scowl of disgust, waving at him to put it back. ''we can find som- don't look at me like that.''

clutching the hanger against his chest, looking adorably stupid, almost like a kicked dog. ''don't say that about yourself,'' scootching closer, and peppering your face with kisses.

''stop! stop stop.. okay! okay fine!''

''hehehe... thank you baby, can't wait to see this on you when we get home~''

chuckling, patting at his chest as you both make your way out from rows of colourful lingerie. ''such a horn ball, honestly.''

act four ,

summer holidays. no curses, no classes to teach, just gojo taking you out on date nights, holidays, out to different places to stay for a while.

knowing you wouldn't get a break from his goofiness, he took you to 'penguin colonies in antarctica'.

when the both of you got there, the first thing tour guides did was bundle you both up, then you had to sit with a group of others that were partaking in the tourist attraction, listening to rules and the do's and dont's before getting led out to the penguins!

''awww, look at the babies!'' you pouted softly, watching the waddling balls of fluff trail after their mother's, the father's close by.

sitting down, keeping a calm mindset as some penguins got bolder and curious, waddling over, making calls and sticking their beaks out once they were close enough.

satoru watching you giggle, ramble about childhood stories and other things like this was a normal talk, he slowly rose up from where he was, still listening, but he was shifting onto his knees.

then, when you finally asked him if he was okay, he moved so he was on one knee, patting at his pocket before getting a velvet box out.

''my love, my sweetheart, my sweets, im sorry for cutting you so short and acting weird...'' he nervously laughed, clearing his throat. ''i picked out this place so this memory could be stuck in our head, and we could look back as we grow old together,''

''will you marry me?''

those same baby blue's, used to steal your food, seduce you, spoil you... was now soft, a gentle curve of his lips as he awaited your answer.

tears forming at the corner of your eyes, nodding and sitting up to squeeze him into a hug. ''yes yes yes!!!'' kissing his temple, then his cheek, then his lips.

''ill give you the ring when we get out of here, okay? don't want it getting lost in the snow, you were looking at this ring a lot.'' his cheeks were flushed because of the cold and this moment.

act five ,

years went by and being engaged to satoru gojo was not for the weak, constant shenanigans happening every moment. but you wouldn't trade it for anything else. what started to throw you off guard was his... baby fever.

sending you videos of cute baby moments, pulling you into the baby section of stores. it was a handful.

asking him about it, he would deny it on the spot. ''what? baby fever? what's that? i just think its cute, i don't have baby fever. pshh.'' acting like some tsundere out of a anime.

what really topped the cake, was getting married.

a massive wedding venue, a cake which different slice had a different flavour, if you didn't like it you got to trade, this was his idea. of course it was.

overall the party was entertaining, laughs and smiles from everybody made you smile.

splitting from gojo as he went to his best friends, you went to yours.

''y/nnnn! you look gorgeous! i cant! this man doesn't deserve you!'' utahime whined as she wrapped her arms around you. the alcohol making her a little more bratty.

chuckling and running your fingers through her hair, giving her a hug. ''aww, thank u 'hime. now c'mon, dont speak about my husband like that.'' you teased her, moving her back to her seat.

''but yea, im with utahime. you're stunning.'' shoko patted a free seat next to her after she removed her purse from atop. kissing your cheek in a friendly way like the two of you would back then.

your face was beginning to hurt with how much you were smiling, accepting a light glass of champagne from shoko, ''i hope you're prepared for him tonight after the venue.'' she twirled a strand of your hair with her index finger.

cheeks turning a pink, you batted your eyelashes. ''i know... i know. to be fair, he's been talking about kids a lot.'' that elected a loud gasp from utahime.

''kids?! oh nooooo! pleaaase, tell me they'll get your genes!'' she whimpered, her lips twisting into a wide frown.

''we'll see!'' you hummed, before raising your head as you got a light tap to your shoulder, revealing suguru geto.

a sweet smile, bending down to give you a hug. ''i love this dress, suits you perfectly.'' he complimented with a syrupy voice, leaning against the table. catching up on such and such, wishing you the amount of patience he's put up with satoru.

⪩⪨

giving everyone cheek kisses as a goodbye along with hugs, hoping them a goodnight, gojo being extra; he rented some limo drivers to get everybody back home safely.

but you and satoru didn't go back home. he took you to a luxury love hotel.

as soon as you both stepped into the room, he was on you in a second. ''so fucking pretty, had me crying at the alter, mhm. did you know what you did to me?''

lips on yours, your moans softly contrasting with the ruffle of his hands against your wedding dress, ''mrs gojo, perfect. so perfect.'' gingerly unzipping the dress from your body, leaving you in the lingerie he was so desperate to pick out for you to match with your wedding dress.

''holy fuck, im so hard.'' his comment made you laugh, before he hoisted you up like a sack of potatoes, diving with you on the bed. ''need you. need you so much.''

kissing and nibbling at your neck, his hands hurriedly taking off his suit and slacks, carelessly unlike how he handled your dress.

moving back, his cock slapped against his abs, precum dribbling from the pale, pink tip. his hand lightly pumping at it. ''you good? you ready for me, pretty?''

''mhm,'' you nodded, kicking your legs up for him to catch and pull up to your ears, sinking into him. ''mmmh! satoruuuu,'' you moaned, gasping as you felt him stretch you for him to fit.

inches going in inches, eyes rolling back as drool pooled against the corner of your mouth.

''feel good? yeah? not hurting or anything?'' he checked in, his brows curled up, he only started his thrusting the moment you confirmed you were fine.

plap , plap , plap!

juices mixing together and running down the curve of your ass as he pounded into you. the tip of his cock hitting against that spongey part that made you squeak out a moan after moan.

''oh myyyyymmmmmgg..'' your brain was filled with the intensity of the love making, his hands pinned your ankles at the side of your head, rambling left your mouth as you were getting it good.

he never uttered a word, just focused on making you feel good. his eyes narrowing as he ups his pace. your moans turning into screams of pure pleasure, glad he booked a love hotel and didn't take you home, a noise complaint would've really ruined the mood. ''im cumming!! im cumminnggg!!'' nails running down his back as you finally came, made him crack.

''fuck! m' gonna cum, baby. where do you want it? hm? where?'' panting, he looked down at you. his pale skin blushed pink..

clenching your eyes shut, hands moving to grip at his shoulders. ''inside, inside pleease. please please please,'' you begged, begging for something he was more than willing to give you.

groaning and grunting as he spilled his load inside of you, making you coo as your vision went white, warmth in your lower body, panting as you let out excess moans.

after cleaning you up, cooling you down and giving you the aftercare you needed after all of that.

''you'll be the best daddy ever.'' you whispered softly to him, eyelids heavy as you fell asleep, leaning against him underneath the cool bed sheets.

hooking his arm around you, holding you close he placed a kiss to your forehead, tracing the wedding ring on your finger.

''i hope so, mama.''

a/n ;; im so sorry if this is poop i just wanted to test out this layout (ima keep it) and post for gojo... but i slightly rushed ok! but i hope you guys enjoy it <33

[hanawoof]

OMG UR THEME IS SO CUTEEE.

also howve u been? i miss u

AWWW THANK U SO MUCHHHH MEGAN

i’ve been fine!! just super busy and trying to get motivated to write something again 🥲🥲 i miss u too how are u??

[hanawoof]

i’ll write adult gojo x milf reader soon guys sowy i’m lowkey slacking i just haven’t had much motivation ❤️ i’ll make it smut too as an apology for my sloppy works lately

[hanawoof]

satoru gojo (adult) x milf reader

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Voting ended onJul 13

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fratjo and his shy nerd (ᗒ3ᗕ) . fluff + smudge angst/comfort

a/n ;; this is so bad ew stop this is VERY messy and kinda rushed i was running on no sleep ,, also idk whats going on with the layout ignore that

[hanawoof]

fratjo and his shy nerd (ᗒ3ᗕ) . fluff + smudge angst/comfort

a/n ;; this is so bad ew stop this is VERY messy and kinda rushed i was running on no sleep ,, also idk whats going on with the layout ignore that

[hanawoof]

fratjo and his shy nerd (ᗒ3ᗕ) . fluff + smudge angst/comfort

a/n ;; this is so bad ew stop this is VERY messy and kinda rushed i was running on no sleep ,, also idk whats going on with the layout ignore that