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А больше у меня в тгшке!! Добро 🤙🏻Свидимся
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Wake up Nerjo national
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yoon's masterlist
JJK:
⛩ Sukuna Ryomen
∞ Gojo Satoru
⛓ Toji Fushiguro
𐂯 Choso Kamo
✈︎ Nanami Kento
⚖︎ Higuruma Hiromi
༄ Naoya Zenin
֎ Suguru Geto
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ JJk x reader
Imagine waking up to nerdjo’s big beefy bicep draped on your waist
Nerd!Gojo x Reader Headcannons :)
1. He gets flustered very easily. Even after being in a relationship with him for several years he still gets shy around you in a cute way that shows how much he still admired you.
2. He always holds hands and insists on holding hands in public and will get his feeling hurt when you let go because your hands get too sweaty. He will pout and and say that his hands weren’t sweaty and get almost sad that you let go.
3. He defidentally does your homework for you even though it’s slightly against his morals but he’d do anything to help his baby.
4. He won’t admit it but he prefers being the little spoon over the big spoon. He loves the feeling of your arms wrapped around him as he falls asleep. It makes him feel so safe.
5. He has several pairs of DC superhero and Digimon underwear which you cant help but admit that it compliments his personality. It’s pretty cute.
6. His favorite sex position is cowgirl because he finds release both physically and mentally from being so smart all the time and needs his brain to turn into mush for a moment. He loves the feeling of being under you as you make him see stars. Afterwards his brain short circuits and stops working for about 30 minutes. He gets fucked out easily. He will fall asleep almost immediately after sex.
7. He tends to occasionally cum prematurely but you cant help but think it’s cute because it just shows how whipped he is for his girlfriend. When you first started dating you playfully touched his chest and accidentally grazed his nipple causing him to make a strangled noise and paint the inside of his underwear and jeans white. He was mortified! But you thought it was cute
8. He likes it when you litter his body in kisses and love bites. Especially if you’re not afraid to mark his body. He melts when you nibble along his throat that he willingly exposes to you. He loves it when you leave hickies all over his abs so he can show off that he has been marked by you when he’s in the changing room or working out.
9.He is really into nipple play. He could and has came from nipple play alone. It turns him into a blabbering whimpering mess. He can’t help it when he feels your tongue swirl and stimulate his pink nipples.
10. He has a public sex kink that he didn’t knew he had until you. There was this time you were both at a restaurant and while talking you moved your leg under the table and pressed your heel down in between his legs over his sensitive clothed cock causing him to choke back a moan and cover his mouth with his hand. Hed lecture you but stop once you ran the ball of your foot over his now hard cock thanks to you, hell throw his head back in public and cover his mouth with his hand. A waitress came by and asked what was wrong thinking he was sick when he was really just a horny mess that was at risk of cumming his dress pants. You smiled and said hes just had a long day. “Y-yeah long day”, he says sfter he shakily exhales. He couldn’t help the blush that covered his face. Thinking about this incident gets him hard every time.
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Asking Nerd Gojo what No Nut November means 🤷🏻♀️
You look up from your phone, brows furrowed, and ask the one question you probably shouldn’t have.
“Satoru, what’s No Nut November?”
He freezes mid-sip, coffee halfway to his lips. “What’s what now?”
You tilt your head. “No Nut November. It’s trending. Is it, like, a diet challenge or something?”
Your nerdy bf blinks once. Twice. Then his lips curl into that slow, mischievous smile that usually means you’re about to regret your existence.
“Oh, sweetheart,” he says, putting his mug down with exaggerated care. “You’re so pure sometimes it physically hurts me.”
Your eyes narrow. “What does that mean?”
“It’s not about food, that’s for sure,” he says, leaning closer, elbows on his knees, tone dripping with fake seriousness. “It’s a month-long challenge where people— how do I put this gently— practice the fine art of self-restraint.”
You blink. “Self-restraint?”
“In a very… specific department.”
You stare at him, waiting. He just grins wider.
Then it clicks. “Oh my god, Satoru—”
“Yep,” he says cheerfully, cutting you off. “Thirty whole days of no… peanuts.” He winks.
You groan, covering your face. “Why did I even ask you?”
He chuckles, leaning back like he’s enjoying this far too much. “Baby I should ask you that.”
“I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,” he says sing-song, reaching over to poke your cheek. “Besides, if you’re curious, I’m not participating.”
You glare at him. “I didn’t ask!”
He smirks, sunglasses slipping down his nose. “I know. But I could feel the curiosity radiating off you.”
You grab a pillow and throw it at him.
He catches it easily, laughing. “Aren’t I the best teacher?”
⋆˚꩜｡Just do it, don't wait
Summary: When you and childhood friend Gojo make it to high school, he starts acting weird. Could it be he doesn't like you anymore? Or maybe swim class isn't the only thing getting him wet!
Content: slow burn, friends to lovers, p in v, fluffy, virginity loss, nerjo, he feels first, but she fell harder
Word count: 1.4k
In the beginning, it was just you and him. In the back of the library, reading manga and playing video games. Wherever Gojo went, you would follow. Sitting in the cafeteria, just the two of you, arguing about digimon with the fire of a thousand suns. Walking home together, shoulders brushing, sweat sticking your shirt to your back as the days grew longer and the distance between you closed.
And that was how you liked it, your life was perfectly balanced between your studies, Gojo, and your more obscure hobbies, of retro gaming, children's trading card games, and obscure anime.
Satoru, of course, was your number one priority. He wasn't just your best friend. He was your only friend.
For Gojo, it was different; he always wanted more. More inside jokes that no one else understood, even when you tried to explain them. More late nights spent laughing togther together. More moments were the lines blurred, and you were left wondering what he meant to you.
Everything changed between you when high school started.
Your parents sent you away for the summer, unlike Gojo, they saw many things wrong with spending the entire summer inside with him, playing video games. You hadn't ever realized they made summer camp for people your age till you were at one. Without him.
You could have sent Gojo a letter, but you chose to send it to your parents instead, begging them to let you come home, where there was air conditioning and wifi. No dice.
Satoru, essentially ditched by his only friend, with only a frantically worded text as explanation, felt just the slightest bit hurt. Maybe more than the slightest bit.
After a few empty nights, gaming alone, Gojo decided to channel his pain into something productive, something that would make you just how much you missed out on by ditching him.
He thought of you every day, in the gym, on the track, on the basketball court. You thought you were the only one who could change; well, he could, too. He would become the kind of guy you couldn't resist, handsome, popular, charismatic like no other man was. Then you could see him as more then a friend.
The two of you were reunited on the first day of school.
All nervousness disappeared the second you saw him.
Over the summer, Gojo had grown; not only that, but he had filled out. Now, he was at least a head taller than you, with long arms and legs that had you losing your train of thought at the sight of him. His features had sharpened, too. He was almost too gorgeous to look at, like the sun.
Satoru almost stops in his tracks at the sight of you.
You'd changed so much over the summer. Gojo didn't think he could love you anymore, but here you were, hair flowing, longer than when you last met; there was a rosiness in your cheeks that wasn't there before. When you hug him, he feels your body press against him, his hands slip around your waist like it was the most natural thing in the world, though for some reason it has your brain short-circuiting.
You smile so sweetly when you tell him about your summer. Jealousy twists inside him. He catalogs every name in his mind, sizes himself up against your description of the men you spent your time with instead of him.
As you walk into the school together, he puts some distance between you, not a lot, just enough of you to feel his absence by your side.
"Sweetheart, I think we should make some new friends this year." The familiar name almost sounds bitter on his tongue as he pushes you away, and the look on your face doesn't help either.
We walk away. Without you.
Though Satoru was acting strangely. And not in his usual way. He was acting uncharacteristically normal, one could almost say charming. But with you, he was distant. Dismissive. Almost cold.
At least you were in the same class.
When you walk in, he's already surrounded. Surrounded by the type of people you two used to make fun of.
The same man, who nearly wet himself when he had to present to the class, was entertaining a group of people he barely knew, realing of stoires and jokes like he didn't still sleep in Sonic pajamas.
The day goes by. He doesn't even look in your direction.
You eat lunch with a few girls you barely know, you pretend to be interested in what they're saying, when you know if Satoru were here hed be making a joke that only a person with a 12-hour daily screen time could understand.
The bell rings. Your heart twists. He hasn't said a word to you since the morning. A girl is sitting on his desk. She's stunning. You collect your things and get ready to walk home alone.
Seeing him again after a month without him, you're missing him more than ever. This is nothing like what you imagined.
You're about to leave, then you see his name on a locker. You wait. You know he's not ignoring you; he's just so busy with his new friends. You know this, but your vision blurs the longer you wait. You think about the summer you spent, counting down the days you would get to see him again.
By the time he gets there, you can't stop the tears from spilling out. You can't even look him in the eye.
"Satoru, what happened? Do you not like me anymore?"
Before he even knew what he was doing, you're in his arms again.
" No, sweet thing. I still care about you more than anyone else in the world."
Gojos said this to you before, countless times. Somehow it feels different. As if all the other times he said it, you didn't fully understand him; you didn't understand that he hated the sound of you laughing at someone else's joke, or the sight of your face looking at someone else. Now you know.
"Can you walk me home?"
When you arrive, you don't even need to ask; he follows you inside. You turn around, ready to tell him how much you missed him, that you sorry of leaving, but hes on you before you can even get a word out.
Pushing you against the wall, his hands are under your shirt, and he kisses you like a man starved.
" Sorry princess," he pulls off you panting as he gives you a chance to catch your breath. " I've had you far too little for far too long."
He leads you to the bedroom; he doesn't stop kissing you, he knows where it is, he's been here a thousand times.
You could tell he'd started working out, but you didn't realize how strong he is till he scoops you up with one arm, throwing you on the bed while he's ripping his shirt off with the other, revealing a body you'd only seen in fighting games.
"Tell me to slow down, baby, "Gojo grunts in your ear. You can't bring yourself to do it. His hot breath is low in your ear, and you can feel the heat radiating from his naked chest.
Instead, you reach forward, unzipping his slacks and pulling him out. BY the time you're lifted off the front of your skirt, he's full hard.
More gentle than you've ever seen him, he slowly rubs his tip up and down your covered pussy, the fabric of your panties quickly dampening.
YOu moan out in desperation, you just want him inside you, bringing down your hand to move your panties out of the way. Looking up at him through your lashes like you're begging.
And how could he deny you?
He slams in, and you've never felt so full in your life. stretched out in every direction as he's punching into you again and again like you're his toy.
He kisses you when he finishes, and it sends you hurdling off the edge together, and you're screaming out in pleasure.
He doesn't pull out right away. When he does, he gathers you up in his arms and pulls you onto his lap.
" So, did you see the new Digimon pack they released?" You felt the words reverberate through his chest as he talked, and you could almost cry from joy.
Your Gojo was back.
Author Note: I guys, I hope you enjoyed likes and comments are appreciated XD
THE SECRETARY PROBLEM🖋️ (part 1)
College Au Yuta Okkotsu X Reader
”When the usually reliable student council secretary starts slacking off, the strict council president, Yuta, decides to deal with it personally. But what starts as discipline quickly turns into something neither of them is ready to admit.”
My take on nerjo😗