💬🐱❓🍡 nhawnhaw toru, toru! ^___^
hit that like and reblog button if you would buy that dress for nobara
A/N: Ya’ll I just saw my crush at a maid cafe on his Instagram. I officially have no chance with him 😔✌️ Anyways here’s lil Drabble I came up with, enjoy! <3
Going shopping with bodyguard Megumi is always an eventful experience.
You’d get a few concerned looks as you browsed through clothes while a tall, brooding guy towers over you, hands in his pockets, doing essentially nothing. Just staring at you.
However, Megumi was a surprisingly good shopping partner, he knew you too well.
“Hmm how about this one Megumi?”
“You’d look better in the pink one” he replies, without missing a beat.
“Hmmm I think I’m gonna try on these clothes Megumi” you said absentmindedly, analysing the clothes, as you headed towards the changing room.
“Fine, but be quick” he warned, sitting on a chair outside the changing room.
He sighed while he waited for you to come out the stall,
“Hey Megumi! What do you think?”
He looked up to see you standing expectantly, in a cute mini black dress, the material clinging to your skin, hugging onto your body so snuggly. Your hips jutting out as you waited for a response.
But the sorcerer only gulped, his throat suddenly feeling so dry, as he took in your ethereal appearance. Oh god, he couldn’t tear his eyes off you.
“W-well?” You said unsurely, as you cowered under Megumi’s heavy, piercing gaze.
He took in a sharp breath as he looked away from you, “it’s too short, put it back”
“Too short?” You inquired, tugging the dress across your soft thighs, making him gulp harshly again.
“Don’t make me repeat myself y/n” Megumi said sternly, looking away from you. You tilted your head in confusion as he stared at the blank wall instead.
“But I like it! I thought it was cute!” You counter argued, making him tsk in frustration. Why did you always have to argue back, can’t you just listen to him for once?
“Fucking brat” he muttered under his breath, as he pinched his nose angrily.
“What? You don’t think it’s cute?” You pressed further, now walking up to Megumi in your own frustration.
“Enough” he snapped, grabbing your hips firmly, pulling you forwards, his long fingers digging into the soft skin, making your eyes widen.
“It’s looks beautiful on you, now shut up and get changed” he added, as he got up from his seat, his hands still on your hips as he towered over you, glaring down at you.
“O-okay jeez” you said as you looked up at the brooding handsome sorcerer, he guided you back to the stall by holding your hips.
He huffs after he walks out the changing room, sitting down on the chair, covering his red face, “this lil gremlin is going to be the death of me” he mumbles.
Various JJK art ive drawn this year
megumi looking more and more like both gojo and toji simultaneously each and every chapter
She was already expecting him to reel over once she saw the exquisitely displayed seafood as they passed by. After all, nothing could entice Gojo Satoru except for food.
And like a clockwork, her fiancé reeled over as his blindfolded gaze swept by the display, almost dropping the food he had been juggling in his hands, if it weren’t for his lightning fast reflexes.
Shaking her head in amusement, she managed to catch up with him, following his line of sight. “Careful, babe. You don’t want your precious food go to waste now, would you?” she smiled at him, reaching over to wipe the buttery smudge from the corner of his mouth, relishing his silence just a bit more as he offered her the smile he had reserved for her and only her.
“Babe, they have buttered scallops!” But of course. Just because his mouth is preoccupied, that wouldn’t stop him from speaking.
Thank goodness that she learned the ancient forgotten language of Satoru Gojo. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to decipher the muffled sounds coming from him. “You love scallops!”
Chuckling to herself, she could feel the fluttering feeling in her stomach as she watched him awkwardly run towards the stall owner, not caring at the weird looks thrown his way.
Ah, what to do with this guy?
Sauntering towards him, she offered a beaming smile to the baffled stall owner before taking the corn out of Satoru’s mouth, wasting no time as he rattled orders about he’ll take twenty of those scallops and crabs.
Ah really. What to do with this guy.
A flash fiction based on the pic above. Can be read as x reader or if you’re familiar with my other work, Rewritten Fate, you can read it in Mizuki’s point of view.
I just need my loving Gojo Satoru hours and well here it is!
made this a month ago I think
Jujutsu Kaisen week 2021
Day 1 : Sports AU
ft. the golden trio (and horrified Megumi ofc)
Overprotective Yuuta? :>
Order status: open
Oh yes, if someone actually read this. You can place an order - I'll write :)
warnings: no lmaooo (R, SFW, not beta read lol)
Mahito x fem!reader (not important, but still...)
Enjoy reading it!
• A dinner together with a curse-what could be weirder?
That's what you thought a few months ago.
What made you change your mind? The answer is very simple:
- Sweetie! Come with me! - He grinned lightly and immediately continued, anticipating your next question. - Where to? This way, of course! Ah, that's right! Come here to my voice, my dear.
You don't mind. Anyway, your eyes are covered with a thick cloth tied somewhere behind you. It turns out that in all the time you've spent together, he's studied you inside and out. Nothing escaped the scrutiny of his multicolored eyes.
Now, there was nothing left to do but obey, moving obediently toward the quiet murmur somewhere down the hall, accompanied by the tapping of small heels, Mahito's familiar white boots.
The footsteps died down, and you tensed, not expecting to arrive so soon. You didn't want to wait for a catch, and turning sharply on your stilettos, you bumped into something hard and unaccustomedly warm.
As it gripped you around the waist, you shuddered and let out a low squeak. But when a hand touched your hair, your fear vanished.
Before you could utter a word, the bandage that had caused you to stumble so many times over invisible obstacles was torn away, and something light touched your lips, gently crushing them.
Your jaw drops open in surprise, Mahito pulls away from you, and his scarred face, a little crooked from the smirk that appears on it.
Something soft and warm touches your lips again. Gradually increasing the pressure, Mahito opened his mouth and ran his tongue from your chin to the tip of your nose.
If you'd been just a little surprised before, now your eyebrows went up with lightning speed.
Finally, penetrating your mouth with his tongue, he smiles quite a bit, weaving them harder and thoroughly enjoying this embarrassing situation and the unforgettable expression on your face.
Suddenly you felt something relatively cool and a little stiff. You tried to push it away and spit out the foreign object, but the guy wouldn't let you. He abruptly bounced away from you and covered your mouth with his hand. The small something caught in your teeth and rolled down your throat. As it turned out, it was pushing a fucking grape into your mouth, the taste of which settled unpleasantly on your palate and tongue. It was also lodged in the gap between your molars. You coughed right into the palm of this idiot's hand. Very nice - thank you.
You won't tell him, of course, but you should definitely get your revenge. You haven't figured out exactly how you're going to do it yet, but you're definitely not going to forget it.
When he let you go, he glanced quickly over his blush-covered face, adjusting the sweat of his arrow and pulling his lips even tighter into his favorite grin.
- What are you standing there for, darling? - The curse continued as if nothing had happened. - Come on," he said, pulling you toward him. - Come on, look at this.
As you took your angry gaze away from him, you saw a huge table, with many different dishes, and beautiful bright scarlet candles illuminating the huge hall.
Your favorite flowers were arranged all around the perimeter of this room, and the chandelier, which was somewhere far away, gently swayed on iron chains under the gusts of an obnoxious draught.
Despite the fact that the table was set for two, for some reason he wouldn't let you pass to the other part of the giant, gripping your hand tightly.
Suddenly, the ground beneath your feet disappeared abruptly, tearing another shriek out of you, which was immediately quelled by another assault of passion from the curse.
Mahito moved smoothly to the table with you in his arms, sitting down on an ornate chair that looked more like a throne than the typical little miscommunication you have met more than once at home, or in dining rooms, he placed you on his lap and tied a napkin that lay on a tray, which in turn held a striking black suit.
-...Jyogo?! - y/n shrieked in surprise.
- Shh-shh... Don't mind me, darling, tonight is all I'm going to dedicate to you...
• Indeed. It would have sounded a little inappropriate in that situation, but you were awfully cold, thanks to the wind blowing freely around the room, because you were wearing a light summer dress, and the curse, in turn, didn't care about the cold.
You ended up falling asleep in his lap, your nose buried in his T-shirt. He was selfish as he was, but he wouldn't rape you in your sleep. He didn't want to wake you up, after all, he'd seen how tired you'd been lately, so he just carried you home, nourished.
When you woke up, Mahito wasn't there, but he sat with you until morning, humming some simple tune and playing with your hair. But it's a secret, so, shh!
• In the morning, he showed up as if nothing had happened, tactfully ringing the doorbell with a bag of goodies and offering to cook breakfast together, happily informing you that he likes the taste of several human dishes.
You didn't mind, which made it much easier for him, so he sweetly smiled and picked you up in his arms and carried you to the kitchen.
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4 Times Gojo (“Accidentally”) Kisses Sukuna (To Shut Him Up) And The 1 Time Sukuna Wasn’t Having It
Ever since he ingested the first of Sukuna's Fingers, the King of Curses had these special days when he was simply insufferable. And no matter what Yuuji or his friends did, more often than not, they couldn't get him to buzz off. The first time Gojo-sensei hears wind of this and gets involved, though, they learn that the Strongest Sorcerer has a simple trick to keep Sukuna in check on his annoying days.
i want gojou to squeeze my cheeks and make me look him in the eye and bully me around bc i wouldnt listen to him infront of his friends.
WHERE IS THAT GOJO WAP EDIT PLS SOMEONE HEL P
going thru my moots masterlists :< so if u see me in there... you know why
the amount of animes I need/want to watch are overwhelming like can I quit school so I can catch up or can we HOLD THE FUCK ON
he posted with these emojis: 😘🙃😘🙃
where di all my jjk mutuals go
A/N: Okay so I woke up at 5 fuckin’ am to this thought and now I can’t sleep but here we go💀
Let me ask you, do we even know how Toji got the worm?? Cuz like I imagine this man needed something to store his weapons in cuz he has such a big arsenal and you never know what you’re gonna need, right? So imagine this giant man going into a shady market for sorcerers (before he gained the moniker sorcerer killer obv) and thinking ‘They gotta have like some magical bullshit here like a bottomless backpack or somethin’ right?’ No. The store owner shows him this ugly ass worm thing and give it the good ole salesman slap to the top of it’s head and says “this is what you’re looking for, right?” And Toji is just??? Um, what?? I can imagine the pain in his face when he’s like “ya sure ya don’t got anything else? Anything at all?” With an exasperated voice. Store owner is like “nah this is literally the only thing that can do what you asked for. And don’t ask me how it doesn’t get cut up inside cuz I don’t know🤷♂️” and Toji is just there with the face of ‘I need this for what I’m gonna do but I won’t like it.’ So he sucks it up and asks how much, then buys it. The ungodly vermin then wraps itself around his body like some sort of demonic pact was made and he’s just cringing. The shop owner then shows him it can turn into a small ball and is like “you can hold it like this, but you gotta eat it.” And Toji is absolutely disgusted and horrified. Like ‘excuse me what the actual fuck?’ Kind of shit. He knows he’ll have to use that knowledge one day and he dreads it but sighs and sucks it up, telling the owner “thanks” and dipping out of there as fast as his long ass legs can go 💀💀
I can also think of a reason why he wouldn’t be able to just wear it in public because
1. You never know who could be a sorcerer
2. Not just anybody can see it but there’s always a small chance of a random person who happens to be able to see curses.
And I imagine the 2nd scenario would force him to swallow the worm in ball form.
Let me set the scene for you: Toji is out grocery shopping and is in the section where there’s frozen food that can be easily heated up (cuz we all know this bitch is cheap💀) and a random woman starts heading in the isle and he looks over in disinterest but he can mever be too sure who is a potential threat and this woman just freezes. Next thing Toji knows she is screaming stuff like “What the hell kind of ungodly creation is on you!” And “You must be a demon sent from hell!” Like chill lady I just want to get some damn food🙄 Alright he’s getting annoyed and starts to form a small tic mark on his head from sheer annoyance. Luckily the lady runs away and out the store screaming that “demons are among us” and “get the pope” and all that shit. So Toji decides it isn’t worth it to have the worm around him if that will happen again.