a typical family (completed)

satoru shows up unexpectedly after six months of silence, two little kids trailing behind him. chaos ensues.

any additional posts tagged under #a typical family (there’s a lot)

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You were nestled up against Satoru, the two of you cozied on the couch in the kind of relaxed comfort that only came with long, lazy evenings. Everything was soft, quiet, and perfect—until Satoru’s mischievous side decided to surface.

He started with a gentle poke to your arm, then to your side, and when you gave him a look, his grin only widened as he poked you again.

“If you don’t stop it, I’m gonna hurt you,” you warned, a playful smirk creeping onto your face.

“Oh yeah?” he challenged, eyebrows raised, his blue eyes gleaming with mischief. “Go for it.”

He didn’t stop. Instead, he kept poking and prodding, laughing as he jabbed at your side. You swatted at his hands, but he was relentless, cackling every time he managed to dodge you.

Finally, you decided to turn the tables. With a grin, you lunged forward, pinning him down as best you could. “Alright, Satoru,” you said, voice laced with mock menace. “You’ve left me no choice. I’m going to eat you now.”

At first, he just laughed, clearly amused. “Oh, really? Good luck with that.”

But his confidence wavered when you leaned down, starting to nibble playfully on his shoulder. His laugh turned into an adorably flustered giggle as you moved to his neck, and he squirmed beneath you, clearly caught off guard.

“A-ah! Hey—wait, stop, that tickles!” he protested, but there was no real resistance in his voice.

Ignoring his pleas, you lifted up his shirt just enough to reveal his stomach, leaning down to nibble on his tummy as well. Satoru’s laughter turned breathless, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush, and he squirmed even more, letting out a mixture of giggles and gasps.

When you glanced up, though, you noticed something unexpected: his pretty blue eyes were glossy, glistening with unshed tears. Your heart stuttered, and you immediately softened your touch, worry replacing your playful energy.

“Oh, baby,” you murmured, gently cupping his face. “I’m sorry—I thought we were just playing around.”

He blinked, quickly wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, chuckling shakily. “No, no, it’s not that. I just…” He hesitated, swallowing hard. “I just love you so much. It’s stupid, but…you make me feel so happy.”

Your heart swelled, and without another word, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight, warm hug. “You beautiful, sweet boy,” you whispered, running a hand through his white hair. “I love you too. More than anything.”

He buried his face against your shoulder, arms circling you as he held you close, his own hold gentle but secure. You stayed like that, wrapped up in each other, the warmth between you deeper than words.

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“No.”

He says without batting an eye at your request, which only irks you more. Especially when he’s sitting like some big shot man player, his stupid long legs in a man spread.

“The fuck do you mean ‘no’?”

You narrow your eyes, arms crossed over your chest and your hip tilted slightly to the side in a defiant stance. His groan of exasperation tells you everything you need to know; Gojo Satoru is annoyed at your persistence and only seconds away from losing his cool.

Good. You think to yourself. Very good.

“No.”

He repeats, this time his voice isn’t as gentle and soft like before, this time it matches the small pout forming on his lips. Despite your anger at his refusal, you find yourself enjoying how you’re getting on his nerves.

“But, Satoru!”

You didn’t plan on sounding more like a toddler throwing a tantrum and judging by his expression — neither did he.

“I swear, you need to learn that when someone says no…”

“No.” You cut him off before he could finish and Satoru stares at you in disbelief, unsure whether he’s impressed or raging at your audacity.

The two of you are now locked in a silent stare off, neither apparently planning on backing down or yield. The tension is thick, causing everyone else present to quietly watch how this will unfold. To be honest you had actually forgotten about the other two in the room.

“Sell me your fucking sheep, Satoru!”

You break the silence, pointing a firm finger at him across the table while clutching onto the dice.

“No.” He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back in his chair and glare back at you from across the rims of his glasses.

Anger starts to boil over and before Suguru or Shoko could react you’d already lunged at him over the table, causing everything on it to scatter. With a firm chokehold on Satoru, you hold up three cards with picture of brick on and shake him violently.

“Come on! Two sheep for THREE bricks! How the fuck can you say no to that?”

You’re crying in his face, your eyes animalistic and feral. Satoru simply push you off him effortlessly, pointing down at the scattered pieces of the game you’d sent flying. With a matter-of-factly tone he discreetly clutch his cards with the sheep’s on protectively.

“Simple, I don’t need any bricks.”

That was the night Suguru and Shoko realised that game nights aren’t as fun as they thought.

To my followers who loves Gojo Satoru, good writing and angst: GO READ THIS FIC RIGHT NOW!!

I haven’t read it yet, but that’s because I’m saving it - though, my bestie irl is reading it and she loves it (or I think she does because she’s not like a hc Gojo simp and she usually cries after reading a chapter) BUT SHE STILL READS IT AND SAYS I NEED TO DO THE SAME!

Plus @lostfracturess is one of my girlies on here and fucking awesome🩵

satoru gojo and you are out with your friends, enjoying a nice dinner at a cozy restaurant. as the conversation flows, satoru leans in close to you, his lips brushing against your ear. "have i told you how hot you look tonight, love?" he whispers. "i can't wait to get you home and peel that dress off you."

at the same time, you feel his hand rest on your thigh under the table, his fingers tracing small circles on your skin. but as the evening progresses, his hand starts to move higher, slowly inching its way up your thigh.

your breath hitches, and you shoot him a warning look, silently telling him to behave himself. but satoru being satoru, he simply smirks. his hand continues its journey, his fingers now dangerously close to the hem of your dress until he reaches beneath, making you jump slightly, causing the glasses on the table to rattle.

the whole table looks at you, asking if you're okay. you quickly remove his hand from beneath your dress. "yeah, i'm fine," you reassure your friends, while satoru just smirks as if he's enjoying it.

you lean in close to him. "you're in so much trouble when we get home," you whisper.

satoru's smirk only grows wider. "i can't wait."

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It’s just a mission, what could go wrong?

Teen!Gojo Satoru x teenf!reader

(I guess it’s au since geto is still at jujutsu tech and Gojo and reader are above 18)

just two idiots who’s relationship develop, revealing feelings they had denied for long until they’re forced to be alone together

Genre: fluff, friends to lovers, only one bed trope, mission, slight humour? (Dunno I think I was funny at some points)

Warning: sexual themes(suggestive), mention of genitalia, alcohol consumption, masturbation, mention of blood/injury and swearing (because Gojo strike me as a person who would curse a lot)

AN: if I can shove as many clichés into one fic, then I’ll do precisely that. Read at your own warning.

This took painfully long to write, massive editing, a lot of proofreading, moments where it didn’t save and I had to rewrite… sigh

It’s my first story where I have an actual plot a part from the relationship part, I am personally pleased with this story. There might be some grammar mistakes, incoherent stuff (because I had to rewrite and edit)

Wordcount: 20.2k (phew, sorry)

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"You probably wonder why I summoned the two of you here and not Suguru and Shoko as well?" Two hesitant nods confirms that’s what’s indeed their thoughts.

Yaga take out a piece of paper and continue. "This missions is quite unusual. You will go undercover to investigate the circumstances. Everything you need to know is on this paper"

Quickly you snap the paper from your teachers hand before your white haired teammate had the chance. Scanning the paper, your eyes widen at one particular sentence.

"The two sorcerers will work undercover and act as a young couple on vacation."

The paper gets slightly crumbled as your fingers twitch and a curious head pops over your shoulder to read.

An audible gasp is heard and you turn slightly to meet his blue eyes, staring back at you with equal fear.

"Fuck"

I will update this frequently!

multiple parts (nsfw):

One shots:

Sfw

nsfw:

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I’m not currently active on my sideblog, but if I have any followers who wants to read my Gojo x reader stories that’s clumsy and clearly not written by a seasonal writer, BUT have excellent plots (yeah I take pride in my plots because my head is a machine) then have a look!

gojo satoru x reader | college au [18+]

kickoff ch.10 a fresh start

ᰔ pairing. college au - soccer player! gojo x film major! reader (f)

ᰔ warnings/tags. 18+, fluff, angst, smut, college au, fraternities, sororities, partying, drinking/alcohol, romance, jealousy, pining, slow burn, opposites to lovers, friends to lovers, she falls first he falls harder, gojo being an idiot, marijuana use, sexism, sexual harassment (verbal only)

ᰔ chapter. 10/x (probably 18)

ᰔ words. 10.5k

a/n. hiii!! welcome to ch10!! if you’re confused about the word count, i decided to split up the original ch10 of kickoff (which was 31k words) into three installments (read more here) and sooo this is the first installment :0 i really hope you enjoy! i think this is a pretty chill chapter so no warnings or anything hahha. i’ll see you at the bottom :”)

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“Let me take you out on a date.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I’m busy.”

“You look like you could use a break.”

“You look like you should go bother someone else.”

“I don’t want to bother someone else, I want to bother you.”

You sigh, sitting back on your heels in the chair that you’ve been balancing yourself on for the past hour or so within the business building, room 202, not sure if it’s the paint fumes coming off the brush you’re holding in your hand that’s giving you the headache or if it’s the incessant pestering of the man sitting beside you.

gojo satoru x reader | college au [18+]

kickoff ch.9 words you've been wanting to hear

ᰔ pairing. college au - soccer player! gojo x film major! reader (f)

ᰔ warnings/tags. 18+, fluff, angst, smut, college au, fraternities, sororities, partying, drinking/alcohol, romance, jealousy, pining, slow burn, opposites to lovers, friends to lovers, she falls first he falls harder, gojo being an idiot, marijuana use, sexism, sexual harassment (verbal only)

ᰔ chapter. 9/x (probably 12)

ᰔ words. 15.6k (WHY DO THEY KEEP GETTING LONGER)

a/n. HELLO MY DEAR KICKOFF READERS IVE MISSED YOU ALL SO MUCH i am soooo sorry for the wait on this one. this chapter felt very vulnerable to write for some reason lmfao, but i really hope it was worth the wait :''') see you at the bottom!! if there are typos or some things don't make sense i'm so sorry i literally gave up on proofreading this i just ended up raw-doggin it and then posting it

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Gojo Satoru x f!reader

pt1 ~ pt2 ~ pt3 ~ pt4 ~ pt5 ~ pt6 ~ pt7 ~ pt8 ~ pt9 ~ pt10 ~ pt11 ~ pt12 ~ pt13 ~ pt14

Genre: fluff, slow burn, strangers to lovers

Warning: SMUT

AN: SORRY for the delay. I’ve been really busy and struggling with writers block. Trying to combine work, the gym, social life, c.ai/dopple.ai (hehe ups)…

Here it is, enjoy. Please ignore any misspellings, there’s a limit to how many times I can proofread this without being turned on myself.

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You’re tired of listening to your head and instead — against all logic, you decide to listen to your heart. And your heart is telling you that even if he’s some wizard, he’s still Satoru — your fallen angel.

Much of it didn’t really make any sense to you, and if you’re going to be honest — it didn’t even matter much. But you know it matters to him. You could see on his face and in his eyes how hard it was for him to share this with you.

Maybe it was cruel of you to deliberately kept a stone face while he talked and gave him no indication of what was on your mind. Because honestly? Only thing on your mind during that whole conversation was how much you wanted to kiss him.

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

The first time Gojo gets you to ride him you’re so shy. Lip in between your teeth as you avoid meeting his lustful gaze. Your body fully on display when you walk over to him, crawling onto the lean man to straddle his lap. Feeling him grow hard underneath you.

“C’mon pretty girl, just sit on it. Sit on it f’ me yeah?” And you do, sinking down on his cock with a small whimper that has his dick absolutely throbbing. The man watching as your lips parted in tiny moans, your eyes already tearing up as your pussy struggled to swallow all of him. He’s just so big.

He smiles teasingly up at you, taking one of your hands to press a gentle kiss to. Rubbing soothing circles on your skin at your struggle, “Shh, i know baby. ‘S big isn’t it? That’s okay, you can take it yeah.. just try to take it.” he coos, other hand on your waist helping you bottom him completely, your wet pussy already drenching his lap. “That’s it.. there we go. Such a good girl.”

The praise makes your stomach flutter, face heating up when you look down to see the small bulge against your skin. “S-satoru.. you’re so big.” you mumble with a pout.

Gojo chuckled, taking your hands and placing them on his chest. Your back arching involuntarily with a small cry when he thrusted up in the process. “I know princess, ‘n you’re gonna ride it okay? Just move those pretty little hips till you can’t anymore. Don’t want you stopping till you’re shaking.”

You nod, slowly beginning to rock back and forth while lifting your hips on and off. Speeding up your pace when you found the perfect spot. You mewled loudly, cute noises filling the room when the pleasure kicked in. Finding yourself wanting more of him. “L-like this?” You breathed, your pussy holding his cock snug as you bounced.

Gojo’s breathing got heavier, small groans falling past his lips as he watched you ride him like you needed it. Your soft ass hitting his thighs with a lewd squelch each time you came back down. “Yeah baby, f-fuck— just like that.”

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satoru shows up unexpectedly after six months of silence, two little kids trailing behind him. chaos ensues.

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gojo had a dream you died.

it was partially the reason why he woke up in a cold sweat… it was horrid.

he could still hear your screams, the life leaving your eyes, but more importantly, he remembered your final words that were murmured to him. “satoru, don’t… cry, i’ll be okay, it’ll be okay.” and he believed you, that everything would be okay. despite tears filling his eyes, labeled the strongest at that moment, he couldn’t have ever felt so weak.

the dream felt so real, that was the scary part. he remembered each and every detail. from the feeling of you giving his wrist a light squeeze, the sweet smell of your natural scent.. the eerie sounds of your irregular wheezes as you were clinging on your final moments.

“don’t leave me,” he mutters, he remembers saying that. three simple words, yet his dilated pupils spoke a thousand. he started to repeat it. again and again as if it was a mantra. his words, his tone broke the more he spoke to you. that cute smile of yours never left his lips, it remained there. regardless of your inevitable incoming fate, he sobs, “you’re…you’re all i have left. i don’t wanna be left alone again, just stay. please, baby.”

“i’m not going anywhere, ‘toru,” you’d reassure him, a single tear drop of his falls onto your cheek.

after that moment, gojo wakes up. trembling, yet the dream wasn’t that feared him the most. it was him waking up with you not next to him..

gojo satoru x reader | smut [18+]

luxury & lingerie. a retail au

“𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲’𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. 𝐈’𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤.”

ᰔ pairing. retail au - rolex salesman gojo x victoria's secret associate reader (f)

ᰔ warnings/tags. 18+, porn with plot (seriously that's all it is), smut, casual sex, possibly comedic, lots of obnoxious flirting, tiny bit of fluff if you squint, gojo's got a daddy kink that you really have no interest in entertaining, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, creampie, blowjobs, oral sex, praise kink, daddy kink, sort of cum play, suguru & choso are in it too (the hot-boy sales trio)

ᰔ word count. 6.5k

a/n. hellooo this started with this concept idea i had of hot retail worker gojo who just wants to flirt with you instead of actually do his job lmfao. this was seriously just a stream of my consciousness. hope you enjoy! and thanks to everyone that wanted to be on taglist for this. creds to @quinnyundertow for the sephora lipstick idea.

The sound of Suguru’s voice was the last thing going through Gojo’s mind right now.

“Anyways, I put the car in reverse, she’s on aux. I’m thinking, she’s gotta have good taste, right? She’s the one that suggested the Maneskin concert in the first place. But you know what she starts playing? Country music. Fucking country music. And I’m not necessarily opposed to a good— dude, are you even listening?”

Choso leans over the polished display case of the mens’ latest Rolex models, staring at the two idiots in front of him. “No, he’s not. He’s been ogling the tits on that mannequin over there for the past five minutes.”

Gojo finally blinks out of his trance, irritated. “I’m not staring at the mannequin, I’m staring at—”

You. New hire. Over at the Victoria’s Secret that was across from his turf at the mall. You were standing on your tiptoes on a mini ladder, wobbling a little, reaching up for a mannequin at the display window to switch out the corny yellow sleeping mask on its face for one that was a more sleek, satin blue. 

Part two

Gojo Satoru x gn!reader

pt1

Genre: still don’t know tbh

Warnings: very in depth description of gojo’s body and his sensitivity, mention of genitalia, tickling, masturbation, oral sex, stimulation of different body parts

AN: well, i did say a part two would come. Got a little detoured with another story, but fret not my thirsty friends — i never forgot about this.

Basically just my own need and impulse to have that beautiful man at my mercy.

Honestly, won’t bother proofreading this — you guys gonna take this fic raw *winks*

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does anyone wanna be on taglist for this

it’s a gojo x reader retail au where gojo’s the rolex watch shop’s pretty boy & you’re the newhire at the victoria’s secret lingerie store across from him

it’s gonna be a one-shot hella smutty/sort of crack fiction vibe lmaoo. has a little bit of fluff if you squint (and if gift giving is your biggest love language),, honestly just had some fun w it

like 90% done w it, probs be up tomorrow 🤔

These four pictures represent how I’ll be waiting for this fic to drop