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Just a professional reader and gooner 🫶 ☆ ✙✮✙ ☆ ♡ Gojo Saturo ♡ 2003 bby! ♡

[ohmyclemintine]

giving the nerd a chance ⟡ nerd!jo x reader (inspired by this)

note. i have 4 more exams until my finals end 🤞

when gojo satoru asked you out, all of your friends said to reject him. apparently to them, there were thousands of reasons.

“gojo? he’s so annoying. he thinks he knows everything!”

“he’s such a weirdo, why even bother with him?”

“that nerd studies all day. he won’t even have time for you.”

but, you? you thought why not give it a shot?

i mean, he’s at the top of his class, actually takes his studies seriously, and is good at literally anything that exists.

you didn’t interact with him a lot before this—except when you had a group project last term—so, imagine your surprise when you open your laptop and see a message from him.

chem group partner

hey

sorta sudden but i got a question for you

following his text was a link. half of you was curious, the other half was hoping that pressing into the link wasn’t going to take all of your credit card information.

your cursor hovers over the link for a bit before you click on it, teleporting you to a website.

your eyes widen as you stare at the screen. you definitely weren’t expecting a picture of satoru’s cat with the text “will you go on a date with me? (tofu says yes)”.

recalling when you went over to satoru’s house for the group project, you remembered he had a white cat with the name “tofu”. you absolutely adored that little fluffy creature.

under the text, there were two simple options. yes and no.

you think about his confession as you spin your cursor in circles—a force of habit. what made you gasp though was, when your cursor got near the “no” button, it started moving away automatically.

you let out a small giggle, realising you didn’t even have to think about your answer, before clicking the “yes” option.

the text “hm. knew you'd say yes 🩵” pops up.

you smile to yourself again, grabbing your phone and taking a picture for keepsake. you can’t believe he made a whole website just to ask you out.

you continue, the website teleporting you to another page where it says “so…when are you free?”.

pulling up your schedule on the side, you carefully select the time and date. you decide that june 23, 6:30pm would be fine, questioning if you clicked the 12am option, would he actually go through with it?

guess that’s a question for another day.

you then get to choose what to eat, with the options, pizza, sushi, burgers, pasta, tacos, ramen. you pick your favourite, fingers crossing that you’d actually crave for it on the day of the date.

after that, you get the last slide, leaving you a bit disappointed. the text saying, “be ready by 6:30, i’ll pick you up on the 23rd 🚗”.

though the words below that was what made you realise why people called him cocky.

“normal people use their words, i made a website, for you. did it under an hour, no big deal."

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[yfel-axel]

Those new outfirs are so cool I had to sketch something

[f-tality0]

Choso kisses

[ceramic-raven]

Me stalking accounts and spam liking and reblogging posts from authors/artist I like, hoping they don't think I'm weird

[akichiart]

Durin hiding behind Wanderer because he‘s scared of Lohen

[pockyum]

ᢉ𐭩 fem!reader, sukuna has bed head hair

sukuna sprawled out on your shared bed, two arms above his head, one across his stomach, and another lied idly on your thigh. his hair was messy, strands all over the place, and a few somehow shaped into bangs over his forehead. his stomach-mouth was open, softly snoring while showing off his large fangs.

and although he looked so comfortable, and the moonlight softly shone through the curtains of your quarters, you took a minute to leave. softly, you moved his large hand off your thigh, placing it close to where you slept instead.

after you’ve quietly retreated to grab a glass of water from the kitchen, sukuna almost immediately woke up from the loss of your touch.

he softly grumbled when he didn’t feel your body warmth, then he grabbed at what he wanted to be you, but instead met with sheets.

a huff escaped him, and he turned onto his side with a groan, half sitting up and using a hand to prop himself up.

“wife..” he called out, mumbling with his natural rough voice, a frown appearing on his face.

and almost as if you could sense how he already missed you dearly, not knowing how long you’d been gone, you slowly creaked the door open, walking in with a glass of water. as you sat it on the nightstand, your heart ached as sukuna blearily stared up at you with half-lidded eyes. he slowly blinked up at you like a cat, and his hair stuck up in many different directions.

some drool escaped the corner of his mouth, and you smiled. he probably didn’t even notice.

finally, you climbed into bed again, softly mumbling, “i know, i’m here,” with a smile as he already began reaching towards you to pull you closer.

your hand found his chest, and you rubbed comforting circles on his tattoos as you left a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. before you could pull away, he softly nudged your head with his, letting out a soft sigh as his hand found your back.

but you reached up, hand finding his hair as you play with it. he pushed his head into your hand, asking for more touch.

“you have bed head hair,” you whispered as his eyes nearly closed.

but he murmured, shaking his head with a pout, “i do not,” he let out a dramatic huff, glaring at you with all four eyes.

“whatever you say, honey,” you mumbled as you looked down at him, hand still running through his hair.

and within seconds, he’s asleep as quickly as he woke up. this time, he’s lulled to sleep by your touch. he’s right where he wants to be, falling asleep every night in the arms of his wife.

ib this art by sukunaglazer23 on twt he’s so adorable oml

repost from my other acc

[pockyum]

ᢉ𐭩 fem!reader, sukuna has bed head hair

sukuna sprawled out on your shared bed, two arms above his head, one across his stomach, and another lied idly on your thigh. his hair was messy, strands all over the place, and a few somehow shaped into bangs over his forehead. his stomach-mouth was open, softly snoring while showing off his large fangs.

and although he looked so comfortable, and the moonlight softly shone through the curtains of your quarters, you took a minute to leave. softly, you moved his large hand off your thigh, placing it close to where you slept instead.

after you’ve quietly retreated to grab a glass of water from the kitchen, sukuna almost immediately woke up from the loss of your touch.

he softly grumbled when he didn’t feel your body warmth, then he grabbed at what he wanted to be you, but instead met with sheets.

a huff escaped him, and he turned onto his side with a groan, half sitting up and using a hand to prop himself up.

“wife..” he called out, mumbling with his natural rough voice, a frown appearing on his face.

and almost as if you could sense how he already missed you dearly, not knowing how long you’d been gone, you slowly creaked the door open, walking in with a glass of water. as you sat it on the nightstand, your heart ached as sukuna blearily stared up at you with half-lidded eyes. he slowly blinked up at you like a cat, and his hair stuck up in many different directions.

some drool escaped the corner of his mouth, and you smiled. he probably didn’t even notice.

finally, you climbed into bed again, softly mumbling, “i know, i’m here,” with a smile as he already began reaching towards you to pull you closer.

your hand found his chest, and you rubbed comforting circles on his tattoos as you left a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. before you could pull away, he softly nudged your head with his, letting out a soft sigh as his hand found your back.

but you reached up, hand finding his hair as you play with it. he pushed his head into your hand, asking for more touch.

“you have bed head hair,” you whispered as his eyes nearly closed.

but he murmured, shaking his head with a pout, “i do not,” he let out a dramatic huff, glaring at you with all four eyes.

“whatever you say, honey,” you mumbled as you looked down at him, hand still running through his hair.

and within seconds, he’s asleep as quickly as he woke up. this time, he’s lulled to sleep by your touch. he’s right where he wants to be, falling asleep every night in the arms of his wife.

ib this art by sukunaglazer23 on twt he’s so adorable oml

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[pillsatoru]

satoru gojo is far from innocent.

when one thinks of a nerd, you'd think it would be one of those musty guys that don't have time for hygiene because they're too busy studying for whatever the hell they're always talking about. their usual sayings, "bro, im so fucking cooked." or, "erm, actually!" well, satoru does say those things but he's also perverted in a way.

your first interaction was when you were assigned to a project together, choosing his place for the meet up. "oh! um, are you sure?" he nervously asked, feeling sweat form at the back of his neck.

you were gorgeous in anyone eyes, including his. and the last thing he needed was for you to see his room. because said room has shelves full of manga and figures with little to no clothes and body proportions you were unsure were anatomically correct.

you thought it was mad weird.

thankfully, he got rid of the figures when you got together. claiming that he sold them online, except for one that you had found stored away in a box under his bed. 

one with a sexual maid outfit and bunny ears. 

at first, you were fuming until you took a closer look. the doll looked almost . . . like you. same face, hair color, body type.

then, you were ordering an exact replica of the outfit it had on, slipping the frilly little thing over your body and positioning the bunny ears and little tail before sitting down on his bed, waiting patiently for him to return from his digimon trading game. 

"babe, should we order takeout-" his words died out on his tongue after his eyes landed on you. "oh.." his dick began hardening in his pants like a damn virgin.

the gooner doll was in your hands. you waved at him with it. 

he gulped. 

"what's with outfit, pretty?" 

"what's with this?"

"uh, well," he stuttered, his bag falling onto the floor. "you told me you sold all of them toru. why'd you lie to me?" you pouted.

there was no time to explain. his hands were on you in seconds, feeling you up even while shaking like a maniac. 

his fingers dug into your hips, holding you down his cock. 

"oh my god.. you look so hot like this."

he threw his head back onto the headboard, watching as you carefully sank down on him. "you should hah.. wear ngh.. more outfits like this." he grunted, shifting his hips to help you bounce up and down. 

"yeah?" 

"yeah!" fuck you feel so good.." satoru moaned, shifting his hands to rest on your waist instead, eyes set on you. or more at the way the bunny ears flopped with every thrust. "gonna explain why you kept that figure?" you gripped onto his shoulders.

satoru looked away, face drenched in embarrassment. "it reminded me of you.." he confessed. 

you hummed, kissing his nose. "I figured. weirdo."

"you dressed up for this weirdo." he moaned, eyes sliding down to take in the sight of his cock disappearing in and out of you. the plap plap plap of skin on skin would make you cringe any other day, but the way satoru's face was fully displaying arousal, you didn't mind it. 

"you're so loud." he says as if he wasn't the one whimpering. 

his hand traveled up to your breasts, squeezing over the clothed area before ripping off your top. 

"babe!" you gasped. "I just bought this." 

"yeah, I'll buy you even cuter sets. no way are we ever stopping this."

visuals : 1 2

[moonlightrapsodia]

[pp3lon]

doodles

[jiyuspassion]

excuse me while i drool omg.

[c-monthecob]

"Y/n threw her long blonde hair into a messy bun"

[xorots]

LORDDDDD

THE SCREAMMM I JUST SCRUMPT HES LUCKY IM NOT BEHIND ALLAT FUCK

[bobateadango]

lohen sneaks into darling's room and asks for cuddles

-

mornings in mondstadt are always peaceful. the wind and breeze blowing softly, carrying the songs and poems written by the bards of the city of freedom everywhere. the hustle and bustle of the plaza and the chiming bell of the cathedral adds more liveliness for the region ruled by barbatos.

in your cozy bed, you can hear the knights training just outside of your room at the knights of favonius' hq. but you cant be bothered by it. you were up late last night, and you've decided to spend the rest of your day in your humble abode.

that was the plan, until the soft sunlight hit your face, along with the chirps of finches from the nearby tree. instead of muffled noises, the sound is clear, as if you had left the windows ajar before, which you dont.

you still dont want to wake up though, trying to turn the other side and pull your blanket to cover your face. however, you find yourself unable to move about, nor your blanket was to be found anywhere near you.

and the fact that you failed to sense someone was straddling you is both concerning, yet endearing for the preparator.

you grumble, sighing before fluttering your eyes open. you were expecting your usual ceiling, but someone is blocking your view. his familiar mint green hair and piercing two toned eyes immediately wakes you up from your grogginess.

"l-lohen ? what ..." looming on top of you, he's looking down at you with a gentle gaze, no malicious shenanigans whatsoever that he always pulled on the knights occassionally. he just sits there, smiling softly as both his hands rest on both side of your head.

"good morning, sleepyhead. sleep well ?" he asks in a quiet voice. you are no stranger to this side of lohen, especially in private. as much as a battle maniac he is, its hard to believe he has a soft spot for you in his heart.

you simply nod. you bask in the tranquil of the early morning, observing your beloved in this rare moment. his coat is slipping down from his shoulder, revealing his sleeveless undershirt with a peek of his developing muscles.

"good." lohen leans down, pressing his face on the nape of your neck while peppering your skin with little kisses. he carefully drops his weight on top of you, enveloping your presence with his. he wraps his arms around your body, quietly caressing your mess of a hair.

lohen continues to kiss upwards your neck, your ear and cheek, before trailing down your jawline with much passion that it sends shivers down your spine.

"h-how long have you been here ?" you squeak, trying your best to not let out any weird noises. you cant help but to feel fuzzy with how he's treating you right now.

he chuckles at the shakiness of your voice, but doesnt comment anything about it. "since .... dawn ? and, you are quite the careless one. leaving your windows unlocked at night ? who knows anyone might break in while you're sleeping. thats a no no."

his lips finally finds the corner of your lips before straightening his back to see your face. bashful, red and shy. just the way he loves it. he adores you like this.

"thats because my boyfriend here doesnt like using the door like everyone else. its your fault for not wanting my spare key." your arguement is valid indeed. lohen has make it his habit to climb through your windows since the first day you both date each other. without a doubt, your boyfriend is something else and you've just grown accustomed to his antics.

he laughs, but not to mock you. he absolutely loves it when you try to talk back to him. its somewhat hot. threading his fingers through your bangs, he places a loving kiss on your forehead, while his other hand caressing your cheek gently. "you could've force me to take it and lock the windows at night. dont tell me you secretly enjoyi-"

"its not like that !" hands slapping his mouth shut from spewing more nonsense, which in return, makes him laughs again, yet muffled at your reaction. he pries your hand away before kissing the knuckles, like the knight he is.

"alright, alright. no more teasing~ how about we cuddle for a bit ? i know you have the time today." which is true. you dont have anything urgent to be done today. might as well take his suggestion into consideration.

even so, you cant bring yourself to refuse him everytime when he asks so nicely like this. as if saying 'yes', you curl your arms around his body. surprisingly, he doesnt reek of poison or blood this time. perhaps he has already cleaned himself up before sneaking into your room.

"you owe me another hour of sleep."

"sugarplum, i wont mind if you decided to hibernate like a wolf. be greedy, wont you ?"

lohen finally slips out from his coat and tosses it somewhere in your room. cupping your face, he gives you the most slow and passionate morning kiss. the way his lips fit right onto yours is like puzzle pieces. he moves carefully, not wanting to overwhelm you this early.

after a minute, he parts from you, resting his forehead against yours as he smiles sheepishly in victory, satisfied that he can spend his time with you like this.

"im not letting you out of my sight today, sugarplum."

"dont plan to, my dear vice captain."

-

a/n: this was inspired by @ISB_47 lohen's fanart on twitter. unfortunately, i dont know how to do the hyperlink thingy to show you guys which fanart is it 🧍🏻‍♀️but to give you an idea, its lohen straddling us in bed, with his coat slipping off and exposing his shoulder //slurps// and he has this soft and sweet smile that i just woaoskdkdkfllfkskdkfk i am softie lohen believer 🫠

[miraeofficial]

LOHEN'S VOICELINES ABOUT YOU!

I. INTRODUCTION

"I spy with my little red eye something blonde and definitely a worthy opponent to cripple under my heel… It's the Honorary Knight! Hey, what brings you here? Oh, just a little stroll? Cool, cool. Hmm? What are these flowers I'm holding? Hahaha, it's Qingxin! I had it delivered all the way to Liyue, just to surpriiiiseee a special someone. And who might that be? Well, take a guess. They're someone I'm willing to rip this world apart for if someone else dared to even lay a strand of hair on their head. Someone that I'm willing to be used by in any way they see fit. They can collar me, punish me, or even abandon me, and I would still crawl back to them on my hands and knees like a happy, wagging dog eager for their affection. As long as they're happy, I'm happy. Sooo, any guesses? Why the frightened expression, dude?"

II. CHAT: SADISTIC TENDENCIES

"Hmm, I wonder what other toys I can use to make them squirm… Something that could bring tears of pleasure and pain at the same time. Maybe some hot wax or a flogger with sharp edges. Hehehehe…"

III. CHAT: PAPERWORK

"Can this stupid paperwork disappear any faster? That damn Varka knows I have a date with them tonight, and I can't be stuck here all fucking day. I swear, I'm thiiisss close to setting the headquarters on fire just to get out of here."

IV. ABOUT THE OTHERS

"Hmm? How did the others react to my relationship with them? Bahahaha! Oh, they didn't believe me at first; they thought I manipulated them or something. Yeah, the other knights made up these bizarre rumors about us, like when I probably threatened them with a dagger to their neck to make them date me. Can you believe that? I'm crazy, but I'm not that crazy... probably. Anyway, eventually they saw how happy we were together and accepted it. Some of them even apologized for doubting us. Whatever, it's one thing to doubt, but it's another thing to spread false rumors. It's all water under the bridge now, though. But I regret not teaching those fools a very thorough, valuable lesson because I would rather not anger my lover."

V. LOHEN'S TROUBLES

"Ugh… Being a big target for so many bastards across Teyvat is such a pain in the ass. The Fatui, Abyss scum, rival knights, and even some of the nobles in Mondstadt probably want me dead. I could deal with all that shit easily. But what really pisses me off is knowing they might try to use them to get to me. One wrong move and some coward thinks they can grab them just to make me vulnerable… Hah. The mere thought makes my blood boil. If anyone even dares to lay a finger on them as leverage against me, I’ll turn their entire bloodline into a cautionary tale. I’ll slaughter anything that tries to use them… but damn, it’s annoying that they even have the option."

VI. COMBAT: LOW HP

"Heh… is this all you’ve got? Pathetic. I can’t die yet—Fuck! I still need to go home to them. Don’t you dare make me break my promise to them…!"

VII. JEALOUSY

"Saaayyy, Honorary Knight. Are my eyes deceiving me, or are you pretty cozy with my lover recently… They're awfully adorable, hmm? Bet you want to hug them, hold their hand, maybe even steal them away from me? Ahahaha! …If you ever try it, I'll carve out those wandering eyes of yours and make you watch as I string your guts into a pretty little necklace for them. Okay? Hehehe... Just kidding! Or am I? You'll understand, right, Honorary Knight?"

VIII. DEMANDING RESPECT

"I thought it'd be a fun exercise to teach my fellow knights some basic respect and manners, especially when around my lover. Whatever my lover wants, they get. Anyone whining their asses off about it can take it up with me personally. I'll give them something to cry about, that's for sure."

IX. OBEDIENCE

"What is that look on your face? You want me to deliver this paperwork to Varka? Pshhh, do it yourself… Wait, my lover actually asked you to relay the message to me? Well, in that case, hand over the documents. Ah, ah, ah! I really insist."

X. ENCOURAGING VIOLENCE

"You'd be surprised that my lover encourages me to do whatever I want. It's probably because they know that I'll do it anyway, but the fact that they actually tell me to go wild as long as I come home safe? Hahaha! Fuck, that’s hot. They really are perfect for me. Because of their encouragement, I’ll slaughter entire camps of hilichurls, paint the snow red in Dragonspine, or carve my way through a Fatui ambush, whatever feels good. Honestly, their blessing makes the violence feel like foreplay, just saying."

[tonycries]

Higuruma who…can’t focus when you’re around. He can’t read past a sentence, he can’t sign his signature, he can’t even turn the page. It’s not your fault—it’s completely his. Higuruma who ultimately leaves for his home office- he defintely won’t be getting any work done in the living room…and it seems the home office is no different. Higuruma who pops his head out of the doorway and calls out to you softly, “Honey- this is completely on me, however I am a weak man, but could you perhaps go to the other side of the house so I can read this one sentence? You’re looking particularly beautiful at the moment and it’s…distracting.”

“Hiromi- I’m in sweatpants, a ratty t-shirt, and no make-up?”

“Beautiful, right?”

[hunnismokah]

i wuv puppybois

[fakesimp]

Hi Lohen, sorry darling I don't think I'll be able to get you home, unless you came home early? 👉🏻👈🏻..

Anyways, brainrot. No, I have not played the AQ where I meet him, so this is all purely brainrot because of the trailers.

Lohen would literally kill for you, all you gotta do is just spat out their name and add please, and next thing you knew you'll have their head— Just kidding, though he would kill for you, happily even.

Lohen is VERY posessive. So don't even think about it. Or do, because why not, right?

Lohen loves to tease you with the tip of his weapon, seeing you tremble simply arouses him, but he would NEVER hurt you. No.

Lohen is also VERY obsessive. As if it is not obvious enough.

Lohen may be average height but he would love to have you on his lap.

Lohen plays with your hair, either twirling it around his finger, or kissing the tip of your hair.

Lohen would slowly wrap his hand around your neck to put your bratty self in place while smiling oh so innocently at you.

Lohen love to stare at you, he stares and smiles. Eyes full of love and obsession, he would never let you go.

Lohen is touchy, very touchy.

Lohen is the type to grab your chin and tilt your face towards him when you talk with him, he want your eyes on him, not on whatever you're working on when you talk with him.

Lohen loves it when you help him clean up, especially when you help wipe the ... red paint, off him. He would simply sit there and watch you, and if your hand ever trembles, he'll gently grab it and lead it to his body. Smiling mischievously.

Lohen would definitely make a duplicate of his earring and gave it to you.

Lohen is absolutely thriving in your embarrassed state, and would definitely make you blush even more in various ways.

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