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idk I saw a severe lack of kink content for certain jjk characters (~ahem~ Gojo) so I decided to make some for my fellow degenerates
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Note about the use of AI on my page & in reposts...
Hi all -
So a little while ago, I had a couple of audio files that I made using AI on my page. I deleted them from my blog around 6 months ago because I had second thoughts about distributing that kind of content. It would be different if I was using my own voice or commissioning someone, but upon further reflection I realized that I really shouldn't be distributing content with replicated voices.
Although it wasn't directly harmful and I wrote all the scripts, the implications of distributing AI-created media are overwhelmingly negative. I don't support the distribution of AI artwork, so why would voice acting be any different? Voice acting is an art, after all!
Although this content is no longer on my page, I realized that it can still be viewed in reposts. I'd like to ask that if you reposted my original audios that you please delete those reposts.
saw one of your posts and i wanted to say i think gojo’d absolutely use his bloated belly to troll and irritate people. he’d show off his belly, massaging and slapping it in front of others. he’d groan and hum while loudly patting and stroking his gut. he’d place his hands on his belly, one one the top one on the bottom, cradling it in the way a pregnant woman does. don’t forget occasional burps. this boy is a menace
Hellooooo anon!
He absolutely would.
Imagine Gojo watching the Tokyo-Kyoto exchange event from the staff room, mindlessly snacking on chips and candy while watching the students with his full attention. He doesn't even realize he's becoming full until it's too late. Utahime growls under her breath when she hears an exaggerated groan followed by a soft burp and tummy pat come from her left. She knows she's in for a long few hours.
Or imagine Gojo lounging about in the staff break room at school, full from lunch and asking each person who comes in if they'd like to "feel the baby" as he looks up through his long white lashes, cradling his tummy in his hands.
You're so right - what a little menace!
Note: Sorry to all who have sent me asks! I got busy with school again and I'm very slowly getting through them now.
An adventure in the kinky jjk-verse, in which college!Yuji has his first energy drink and college!Megumi discovers an unconventional way to make his friend study.
NOTE: characters are aged-up to be in college and 18+ in this story!
It was 10 PM on the night before a big midterm exam for History of Sorcery and Exorcism I, a required core class for all Jujutsu University majors.
And naturally, freshman Yuji Itadori hadn't started studying yet.
Megumi Fushiguro, being the good friend that he was, had agreed to stay up with the very anxious Yuji until he finished studying. Besides, he could do some review for himself.
It was a night of first times - both Yuji's very first all-nighter and his very first energy drink.
Yuji had excitedly chugged half the Red Bull after taking his first tentative sip and realizing it was sicky-sweet and delightfully carbonated, and now he was sitting across from Megumi at a wooden table in the dusty basement of the library, struggling to keep his eyes in one place on the page of his notebook.
Megumi sighed as he thumbed through his own notes. He had looked over the material so many times that it felt like he was reading his own name, but he didn't want his best friend to fail, and he knew Yuji wouldn't study on his own.
Hhhuuuuuurrrrrrpppp
Yuji let out a deep, airy belch, which made Megumi look up from his notes to glare annoyedly at the other boy.
"Whoo! 'Scuse me!" Yuji chirped.
Megumi just rolled his eyes before going back to staring numbly at his notes.
A minute or so passed before Megumi was rudely interrupted again.
Bahuuuuuurrrrrrrp
Megumi growled a bit this time, shooting daggers at Yuji through his eyes.
"Sorry!" Yuji giggled, bubbly and energetic as ever. "I drank that energy drink kinda fast!"
"Yeah, okay," Megumi huffed, resting his chin on his fist and directing his gaze back to the table.
With the third burp, Megumi snapped.
Brrruuuuuuuuhhhhp
Megumi shot up from his chair and slammed his palm down on the table.
"Are you done?!?" he hissed.
Yuji's content expression fell into a slight frown, but his left knee continued to bounce up and down beneath the table.
"Sorry, Fushiguro," he said. "I can't really help it. I feel so - uuuurrrrrp - airy and like, kinda tingly."
"That energy drink's really hitting, huh?" Megumi sighed, sitting back down.
"I guess so. Man, this feels crazy!"
"Run a few laps around the table or something."
Much to Megumi's surprise (although, should he really be surprised?), Yuji obliged and stood, starting to jog in circles around the wooden table. Megumi did his best to ignore the rush of air behind him coming from Yuji's rather quick pace as he ran and get back to studying.
After around 10 laps, Yuji suddenly stopped in his tracks, placing his hands on his knees and panting.
"Uh oh," he groaned, grimacing. "I'm gonna - hhhuuUUUUUURRRrrrrrp!"
Yuji belched thickly, before bursting out into a fit of giggles and rushing back to his chair, precariously standing on the back and repeatedly tipping it before catching himself with his left foot.
Megumi scowled. He'd agreed to stay up with Yuji for one reason and one reason only, and the little bastard wasn't getting any studying done.
"Chug the rest of that energy drink," Megumi commanded, his expression bored but his voice conveying urgency.
"Huh? A challenge from my dear friend Fushiguro?" How rare!" Yuji replied happily.
Megumi just rolled his eyes as Yuji immediately took to glugging down the remaining half of the drink in a series of thick, exaggerated gulps.
Megumi noticed Yuji take a deep breath and brace himself after finishing the can, the telltale signs of a big burp to come, and sprang into action.
"You can't burp until you've correctly answered my question," Megumi explained, smirking with satisfaction with his idea.
"Wha-" Yuji began before bringing a fist to his mouth and painfully swallowing a burp that was creeping up his throat. "What?"
"What year was 'Jujutsu' coined as the term for exorcism?" Megumi asked.
"Uhhh, like 1400?" Yuji guessed.
"Nope."
"1300?"
"Nope."
"1200? 1250? 1260?" Yuji's guesses became frantic as he felt the burning sensation of a gas bubble rising up his throat. He swallowed thickly and grimaced at the pressure bubbling in his gullet.
"Nope, nope, and nope," Megumi sighed.
Megumi couldn't help but sympathize with Yuji as he noticed beads of sweat forming on the boy's forehead and his throat bobbing nauseously.
"Try earlier," Megumi suggested. "Like, 1000s."
"Oh uhhh, 1000?"
"Little later?"
"1010?"
"Close!"
"1012?"
"Yes, good!"
"YESSS!" Yuji exclaimed, bouncing in his seat. "Can I? Can I Fushiguro? Please?"
"Go ahead."
Yuji's shoulders deflated as he finally let out the deafening burp he'd been holding in for so long.
BUUUUUUUUUUUUHHhhhhhhuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrppppppp
Yuji's burp trailed into a relieved moan as he sunk into his chair.
"No more burping until you've answered the next question," Megumi chided.
"Fushigurooooooo! Whyyyyyyyy," Yuji groaned, placing his palms on his poor, full belly.
"Because you need to know this stuff for tomorrow and this seems to be the only way I can get you to study," Megumi said matter-of-factly. "Now, what age was considered the Golden Age of Jujutsu?"
Yuji squirmed in his seat as he thought about the answer.
"Um, um, uh, I know this one! I swear to god I know this one, Fushiguro. Please, just let me burp!" Yuji whined, giving Megumi his best puppy dog eyes as he bounced his knee anxiously beneath the table.
"If you know it, then tell me what it is," Megumi said with an air of disinterest.
"Oh god, fuck. It's gonna come out, Fushiguro. I can't do this, um...it's the Heian Perio-UUUUUUUUUUUhhhhhhrrrrrrp!"
"That's correct. Nice job, Itadori."
Yuji was hardly listening, fully focused on drawing out as much gas from the one burp as he could by rutting his belly up against the edge of the table.
Yuji continued to play Megumi's little game until they'd covered all the test content at least once. By then, Yuji had gotten all the energy drink jitters out and Megumi was satisfied enough to call it a night.
By the time he was laying down to sleep, Yuji's tummy was finally lax and he was letting out sporadic little burps rather than monster belches like before.
i love burpy stories where someone accidentally burps because another person, also accidentally, presses thier tummy. maybe you can write a little doodle where gojo lets out unexpected belch because someone, any character, puts too much pressure on his full belly, kicks him in the stomach or accidentally pushes. i headcanon that Gojo removes his infinity when he's around people he trusts the most
Hey anon!
I too love that trope...no idea why I haven't written it yet.
But that changes today. Enjoy this mini story!
~
Gojo quickly finished up the tail end of his breakfast - a strawberry and cream cheese pastry - before washing it down with a glug of coffee as the last of the first and second years filed into the classroom, chattering as they found their assigned seats.
Yuji eagerly settled into his corner desk in the front row, just in front of Megumi, who looked pouty and disheveled - the poster boy of teenagers upset about being roused from bed for class.
Gojo smiled warmly and knowingly at the urchin-haired boy (although he wouldn't have been able to tell through the blindfold) before unceremoniously wiping his crummy hands on his pants and standing up.
"Gooooooood morning class!" Gojo shouted, earning a few groans from the crowd of students before him. "Ready for another exhilarating day of hands-on learning with your favorite teacher?"
Crickets from the room.
"Well," Gojo continued, "I'm sure you'll be more enthusiastic when you hear the topic of the day. Today, we'll be learning about how to fortify your body with cursed energy as a defensive move. Now, can I get someone to help me with a demonstration?"
Crickets from the room, again. Blank stares.
"You get to hit me, if that's an incentive."
Every hand in the room went up.
"Okay, I see how it is," Gojo mused. "Ooh, ahhh, ummmm...Yuji! How about you, since you're so skilled at close combat?"
"Sure!" Yuji replied, hopping up from his desk to stand next to Gojo at the front of the room.
"Okay, so, when I say 'go', I want you to punch me in the stomach as hard as you can, 'kay? Don't hold back," Gojo explained.
Yuji nodded and chambered his hand at his side, ready to pounce.
Gojo took a deep breath as he turned off his infinity in preparation for the exercise.
"Now, as you'll see in a moment, I'm going to concentrate my cursed energy on my abdominal area when I see Yuji start to strike," Gojo explained. "I can't do so too early, otherwise my cursed energy will disperse and start to go to-uuuuuuUUUUUUUURRRRRPPP!"
Crash!
In tandem with his belch, Gojo stumbled back into the blackboard behind him with the force of Yuji's punch to his rather full belly, knocking it from the wall.
The entire class erupted into giggles as Yuji helped his poor teacher up, immersed in the strong and slightly sour scent of Gojo's over-sweetened coffee from his burp.
"Yuji, what was that for?!? I wasn't ready!" Gojo exclaimed. "Also, uh, 'scuse me, I guess."
‘Nanami's Surprising Quirk’ is phenomenal! Amazing amazing work. They’re so sweet OMG. I hope they will continue doing it. Imagine Gojo lifting his shirt up to expose his belly and Nanami can see how Gojo’s bare belly expands and deflates when he burps. Imagine the movement of expelled air in Gojo’s belly being noticeable OMG!!!
THANK YOU, ANON!!!
They are sweet together, aren't they?
Don't fret - you'd best believe that Gojo will NOT let this one slide, so he WILL be teasing Nanami again in the near future.
I absolutely love this imagine.
I can just see Gojo sprawled out on the break room couch again, belly full of air he'd been swallowing over the course of the last hour, swallowing his burps and patiently and uncomfortably waiting for his favorite suit-turned-sorcerer to walk in the door for his afternoon tea.
And when he finally does walk in, Gojo puts on a show, rubbing his inflated tummy strategically so that his hand catches his shirt, revealing his bare, taut abdomen. He belches pathetically, finally letting the air go in a series of burps and moans as Nanami watches on, stopped in his tracks and beet-red all over.
I'm thinking about writing a part 2 to "Nanami's Surprising Quirk" now...
oooh how do you think suguru would feel about burping in front of other people? like do you think he’d be chill burping in front of gojo?
What's up, anon!
I think Geto would have no problem belching in front of people like Shoko or Gojo in private or during a mission because it's necessary for him and he knows that, but in public and off the job, he'd become an embarrassed sweetheart surrounding burps.
I like to think that Geto prides himself on maintaining a rather proper outward image, so public belching is a big no-no for him. Same with belching in front of teachers or higher-ups.
Maybe he once made the mistake of taking an energy drink instead of coffee to class in the morning. Poor Geto's eyes went wide when he felt the gas gurgle at the top of his throat, but it was too late. He turned beet red as he let out an airy little belch, refusing to make eye contact with anyone in the room as he turned his gaze toward the floor. Never again.
Maybe I should write some Suguru Geto content...he's a cutie.
am i the only one who thinks Gojo's burps are very and i mean VERY smelly? when he burps everyone around can feel the scent of his stomach contents and describe Gojo's menu in detail. thoughts?
Hey anon,
I can absolutely see that being the case!
I feel like I come back to this situation a lot (I should really just write a story...) but imagine him in that meeting with Principal Gakuganji where he's questioning Gakuganji's motives toward Yuji but he just had a big takeout lunch on the road.
As he talks and burps shamelessly, he starts to fill the room with the scent of the broth of the ramen he ate and the complimentary hard candy he took on his way out the door. Gakuganji grows angrier and angrier with each "accidental" burp, making it harder for him to bite his tongue and avoid lashing out at Gojo, and Miwa, who is standing by, is amazed by the potency of the bursts of air; she can't believe she can recount the man's lunch menu from fifteen feet away.
I guess this is a question about burping headcanons
What different types of belches (deep, soft, hursh, wet, dry, long, short, etc.) Gojo produces under different conditions?
When his stomach is full of air?
When his stomach is happy and satisfied after a big meal?
When his belly struggles to digest a large meal?
When he's nauseous or have motion sickness?
After soda? After spicy food? Etc (any other condition you'd find interesting. I love reading your posts. Your description of Gojo's tummy and burping is so cute and delicious I adore it)
Hey anon!
I love questions like these - how fun!
And thank you for the compliment! It makes me so happy when others say they enjoy the way I write :)
Okay, let's go! His burps are...
When his tummy is full of air:
short, but desperate
kind of like an inflatable ball deflating as you squeeze it in short bursts
dry and airy - you can hear the air gurgling up his throat
When he's full after a big meal:
he kind of has to force them out because he's so full, so they sound a bit forced
gurgly, a little wet
big and crude - the sound fills the room!
When he's struggling to digest/eats spicy food:
long, drawn-out, whiny-sounding
he moans after almost every burp - poor baby
When he's nauseous:
also long and drawn out, airy
classic sicky burps - he sounds a bit drunk
After soda:
SUPER desperate
mostly airy with a little wet gurgle at the end
he sticks out his little tongue and leans forward - he looks kind of ridiculous honestly
Thanks for the idea, anon! I hope you can visualize these clearly and enjoy them as much as I did!
What do other characters think about Gojo's gassy issues? I think Shoko doesn't mind. She probably gives him a buddy elbow kick when Gojo lets out an unapologetic burp during corporate dinner party and smirks "wow, that was a good one, big boy!". Yuji obviously thinks Gojo's massive belches are impressive and hilarious. Ijichi probably shakes in his shoes when Gojo suddenly lets out Godzilla-esque burps near him.
Hey anon!!
I absolutely agree with everything you've got here. Shoko and Yuji would be supportive of the mayhem for sure, and Ijichi would surely be traumatized but too scared to say anything.
Here's how I think some other characters would react:
Geto: Mildly disgusted and uncomfortable. Searches around the room with his eyes to see if anyone is looking at him and Gojo
Megumi: Embarrassed. Tries to hide in his sea urchin hair - poor boy
Nobara: Exaggerated disgust, similar to how she reacted when she found out Yuji ate Sukuna's finger
Nanami: Chides Gojo and quietly scolds him
Sukuna: Unimpressed. Tries to belch louder than Gojo (this gave me a story idea...)
Principal Yaga: Angry. Won't hesitate to bop Gojo on the head
Principal Gakuganji: Also angry. Not in any position to bop Gojo on the head though
Utahime: Immensely frustrated. Barks at Gojo while he teases her about how irritated she got over a "little burp"
Did I forget anyone major? Let me know!
And also, let me know in the comments if y'all have any character headcanons!
i have a little question. in your fic "the strongest's weakness" gojo lets out a series of monstrous burps in the end. i didn't understand why did it happen. because of carbonation from ginger ale or was he still nauseous from motion sickness?
Hey Anon,
Yes, it was because of the carbonation from the ginger ale! It helped him get all that excess gas out <3
Nanami immediately sighed in disappointment at the sight as he walked into the Jujutsu High staff lounge for his afternoon cup of tea.
There lay Gojo, his long body sprawled out across the entire couch, somehow sipping a bottle of grape ramune while horizontal.
Nanami's peaceful retreat had been ruined.
Nanami tried to skitter out before he got the other man's attention, but the Six Eyes caught on quickly.
"Naaaaaanamiiii!" Gojo drawled, grinning. "How's my favorite suit?"
Nanami just sighed and retreated to the cupboard to fetch the tea, ignoring him.
Seeing that he'd need to try harder to get Nanami's attention, Gojo whirled himself into a seated position on the couch. Gojo grimaced as he felt - and heard - a gas bubble gurgle its way up his throat as he sat up.
Baaaauuurrrrmphhhhh
Gojo burped into his fist, the burp turning from open-mouthed to closed-mouthed midway.
Gojo burped again, this time too late to muffle it in his palm. He didn't miss the way Nanami tensed when he burped a second time, the hand that was getting ready to pour the water from the electric kettle stopping in its tracks.
"Just...making my afternoon tea. Like I do every day at this time," Nanami replied dryly, not turning around even a little to acknowledge Gojo. He finally began to pour the boiling water into the ceramic mug.
Huuuuuuuuuurrrrrrp
Gojo belched again, this one more forceful with a bit of his voice behind it as he tried to relieve the bubble at the base of his throat.
Nanami's hand wavered and he accidentally poured a spot of the hot water onto the hand holding the mug.
"Shit," Nanami whispered under his breath.
Gojo's smile dropped and a light blush formed on his cheeks. He'd never heard the man swear, and there was something so...enticing about it.
Nanami quickly moved to the sink to run cold water over the hand he'd burnt, but his motions were oddly rigid, as if he were making a point to sidestep and avoid facing Gojo to get there.
"Nanami?" Gojo cocked his head like a puppy, genuine concern growing on his face. "You get enough sleep last night?"
"I'm fine," Nanami spat quickly.
"Here, I'll finish pouring your tea."
"No, it's -"
Nanami accidentally turned towards Gojo to stop him, placing a hand over the half-filled mug, revealing his face, which was tinged with a deep red blush.
"Uh, Nanami? You look a little flushed," Gojo commented, gently pushing Nanami's hand out of the way and starting to pour the rest of the hot water into the mug, which made Nanami's blush deepen. "You sure you're not sick or something?"
"I told you, I'm fine," Nanami stated matter-of-factly.
Gojo just shrugged and handed him the now-full mug before returning to his spot on the couch to nurse the bottle of ramune again.
Nanami turned to leave but was accidentally transfixed by the sight of Gojo's sizeable Adam's apple, bobbing up and down and he gulped at the soda. The rhythm of it was almost hypnotic.
Nanami's wandering eyes and deepening blush, which was spreading to his ears now, weren't lost on Gojo.
'Oh,' Gojo thought, 'now this is interesting.' Now was as good a time as any to play games with his little crush, right?
Gojo loudly popped his lips off the bottle before beaming at Nanami.
"Hey Nanami, wanna see how fast I can chug this whole thing?"
Nanami's eyes widened. He did, in fact, want to see Gojo chug the remaining soda.
"That...wouldn't be advisable," Nanami coughed out. "You could end up with terrible indigestion for...for a long time."
"I could, couldn't I?" Gojo smirked and wiggled his eyebrows beneath his blindfold before bringing the bottle of ramune up to his lips and beginning to loudly gulp it down.
The soda was gone in seven big, Gojo-sized gulps.
Gojo panted as he brought the bottle down from his lips.
"Oh...oh fuck, I -hhUUUUUUURRRRRrrrrrp."
Gojo braced his hands on his knees as he let out the massive belch.
Nanami felt like he was sweating bullets. 'Just breathe,' he thought to himself. 'It'll be fine. This is normal. You can be normal about this.'
But Nanami wasn't normal about it at all. The sight of the tall, handsome man doubled over with the force of his own belch was enough to make his face feel like it was on fire.
"Shiiiiiiit, Nanami I c-UUUUUUrrrrrrp...I can't breathe! Why'd you ma-AAUUUUUrrrrrp...make me do that?"
"I...I didn't make you do that, you idiot," Nanami said quietly, his usual quiet confidence diminished to a nervous squeak.
"But you wanted me to, didn't you?" Gojo quipped, getting up from the couch and taking a couple of slow steps in Nanami's direction.
"I..."
"C'mon, Nanami," Gojo purred, smirking as he continued to step closer.
Gojo was proud of the fact that Nanami wasn't moving away.
"I know you liked watching me gorge myself and deal with the consequences," Gojo continued. "Or...was something else making you blush..."
Gojo stepped forward.
"...and shake..."
Another step forward.
"...and watch me like a hungry animal."
Gojo was only about a foot from Nanami now, taunting him, waiting for the man to move away.
But he didn't.
So Gojo took a chance and did something he'd been thinking about doing for months.
He got closer.
Gojo gingerly placed his hands on Nanami's chest, bending his knees a bit to make himself appear ever-so-slightly shorter than the other man, before leaning in to whisper in Nanami's right ear.
"Just admit you were enjoying yourself, Kento," Gojo whispered.
Nanami shivered at the mention of his first name, which Gojo rarely used.
Without moving his head from Nanami's shoulder, Gojo slowly took both Nanami's hands in his and guided them to his belly, allowing Nanami to hook his fingers around his waist.
"Press," Gojo breathed into Nanami's ear.
Nanami did as he was told and pressed his thumbs gently into Gojo's taut belly, eliciting a low, closed-mouth burp that was first puffed into Gojo's cheeks and then blown at Nanami's ear.
Nanami felt like his knees were going to buckle and he had to consciously remind himself to stand up straight to avoid making a fool of himself. As if this wasn't embarrassing enough already.
Gojo let out a tiny afterburp before pressing his lips softly against the side of Nanami's neck - not a kiss, but more of an experimental touch.
Nanami caved and wrapped his arms around the other man with a big sigh, finally giving into his desires. He snaked his arm up Gojo's back, reaching up to grab a tuft of shiny white hair, causing Gojo to let out a deep purr. It was just as soft as he'd imagined it would be.
After a few seconds of the soft embrace, Nanami moved both arms down to Gojo's lower back and squeezed Gojo softly against his firm body.
Hhhuuuuuurrrp
Nanami groaned as he felt the vibrations of Gojo's squeaky little burp against his own body.
"That's it, give in," Gojo sleazed, rubbing his nose against the side of Nanami's neck like a cat. "I'll burp for you, Naaaaaanami, if that's what you want. But...I wanna reward."
"Hmmm?" Nanami hummed, holding Gojo close against him and inhaling his scent. "And what else could you possibly want, Satoru?"
"You know I like to have my mouth full," Gojo giggled, pulling away slightly to take Nanami's face in his hands. "And your tea is getting kinda cold..."
Nanami smiled for the first time in the strange encounter and chuckled at Gojo. "You want my oolong tea as a treat?"
Gojo nodded enthusiastically and booped Nanami's nose with his finger, which Nanami shook his head at. He couldn't help but find the other man adorable, though, and Gojo's charms were working.
"Fine, you can have my tea," Nanami sighed, pulling away from Gojo to fetch the mug from the counter.
When Nanami turned back around, he was startled by Gojo on his knees at his feet, mouth open like a baby bird.
Nanami sighed and rolled his eyes. Satoru was lucky he was cute.
Nanami brought the teacup to Gojo's lips and gingerly tipped it into his mouth.
Gojo responded by sloppily - and loudly - slurping at the tiny trickle of liquid, bobbing his chin to try to tip more of the liquid into his mouth. It was ending up on the sides of his face instead, trickling down his face and neck to pool in the depths of his collarbones under his uniform.
"Hey, hey, woah!" Nanami exclaimed. "Calm down, Satoru, what the -"
Nanami decided to take control of the situation and grip Gojo's chin with one large, strong hand, steadying his head. Gojo hummed happily, seeming to like the contact. He continued to slurp at the tea in a more controlled manner, but just as loudly.
As he made grip marks on the sides of Gojo's face, Nanami silently prayed that no one would walk into the staff lounge. He wouldn't even know how to begin to explain this one.
When the stream of tea had ended, Gojo lapped at the inside of the mug like a hungry dog before letting out a wet, satisfied burp up at Nanami.
Nanami smiled and ruffled Gojo's hair, which Gojo happily leaned into. In the process, Gojo's blindfold was displaced slightly, revealing one, mischievous blue eye. Nanami took the liberty of sliding it off all the way, Gojo's mop of white hair falling majestically onto his forehead and neck.
"Hiiiii Nanamiiiiii," Gojo sang cutely, blinking up at the other man before letting out another satisfied belch.
Bahhuuuuurrrrrp
"Hello Gojo," Nanami replied, smiling softly at the adorable, puppy-like man before him before reaching a hand down to help Gojo up.
Grabbing Nanami's hand, Gojo got up with a little jump and planted himself inches from Nanami's face, close enough to feel his breath.
The two men hesitated for a moment, crystal eyes staring into amber ones, before Nanami sealed the gap and pulled Gojo into a gentle kiss.
Gojo groaned softly against Nanami's lips, admiring how Nanami's arms around him felt so gentle and caring, yet still so masculine and commanding.
After a few seconds, Gojo pulled away with a grimace.
Nanami's heart sped up for a moment. Had he done something wrong? Had he really fucked this up somehow?
But Gojo surprised him by pressing the side of his face against Nanami's lips, turning his head to let out an airy little belch.
"Quite alright, dear," Nanami replied, bringing a hand up to Gojo's cheek to turn his face toward him again before going in for another kiss.
As the two made out softly, Nanami brought a hand up to Gojo's upper back and started to pat gently.
Gojo smirked against Nanami's lips when he realized what the man was trying to do.
"Dirty!" Gojo commented, pecking Nanami's lips playfully a couple of times before continuing the open-mouthed kiss.
Sure enough, before long, Gojo was letting out little burps into the kiss.
Nanami enjoyed how he could hear a little gurgle and groan from Gojo's tummy every time he was about to burp, and how each burp tasted like a mixture of candy and aromatic spices. He especially enjoyed when Gojo would pull away just a centimeter or two, hold Nanami's face in place with his palms, and burp right against his upper lip where he could both feel the vibrations and make out the sweet aroma of Gojo's breath.
Long after Gojo had stopped burping, the two men continued to make out, moving their kiss to the couch, where Gojo lazed back against the cushion while Nanami caged him in with one strong arm against cushion behind him and another around Gojo's rather petite waist, making Gojo moan around Nanami's tongue which was slipping in and out of his sweet-tasting mouth.
It wasn't until they heard footsteps approaching the lounge that the two men reluctantly parted from each other's lips with a light smack, quickly scootching to opposite ends of the couch.
Principal Yaga opened the lounge door a few moments later, spotting the two men seated beside one another on the couch.
"How odd to see you two getting along," Yaga commented.
what were the most hilarious/unexpected/embarrassing burping incidents in Gojo's glorified burping career?
(your blog is amazing)
Hey anon! Happy my blog suits your fancy :)
Now let's talk burpy stories from Gojo's past:
Current Gojo:
When he was being driven to a site by Ijichi and asked to stop at a gas station to use the restroom, only to come back with a massive soda and torment Ijichi with frequent burps jostled up by bumps on the road for the next 30 miles. Ijichi didn't say a word the whole ride, but he was secretly BURNING with rage and annoyance.
When the Burping Curse (*cough cough* self-plug, read my story!!) caused him to belch several times in the middle of a meeting with the higher-ups and get scolded by both Utahime and Principal Yaga, even FURTHER tarnishing his reputation among the higher ups.
When took Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara out to dinner at an all-you-can-eat sushi restaurant and Yuji challenged him to see who could eat more pieces of sushi by the end of the night. Much to Gojo's surprise, Yuji put up a very good fight. He still lost, of course, but Gojo was left a bloated mess, letting out small, pained burps with every shift in his seat, much to Megumi's embarrassment.
Hidden inventory Gojo:
When he was sparring Shoko after lunch and ended up beat to the ground with her heel pressing his back into the ground, putting pressure on his tummy and making him let out a grumbly belch into the grass. He NEVER lived that down - both getting beat by Shoko and the burp.
When he rushed breakfast because he had overslept and was going to be late for class, which caused him a gassy tummy in his first period. He accidentally let out an airy belch in the middle of lecture, which earned him a hearty bop on the head from Principal Yaga, who was sure it was on purpose.
When he learned to levitate on his own for the first time and made the mistake of keeping his mouth open the whole time, swallowing loads of air that led to a string of long, airy burps upon his descent.
Do you think Gojo could be lactose intolerant? I love the idea of him getting super bloated and burpy after his favourite milkshakes but he can't stop drinking them anyway
Yes, absolutely!
I headcanon that anything with heavy cream makes Gojo's stomach go wild, so I can definitely see that being partially due to lactose intolerance.
And YUP, Gojo would absolutely be one of those brave lactose intolerant souls that pays absolutely zero mind to their intolerance when it comes to choosing food to eat!
In fact, if you asked him whether he was lactose intolerant, Gojo would shrug and say "nah". When he isn't actively having tummy troubles, he's not thinking about the consequences of eating anything; he's only thinking about how good it will taste.
