DAMSEL IN DISTRESS

a/n: pt 2 for burglar toji which has been long overdue.. thank you all for 3k! enjoy <3 might also write a pt 3-

burglar!toji who’s furiously fisting his cock, your pretty pink panties from his last visit wrapped around his thick length, wet from precum as he jerk’s off to the thought of you and your tight pussy, how he had you bent over your kitchen counter and stuffed full of his cum and gun.

burglar!toji who’s phone is in his other hand, recording every pump of his fist, every groan falling from his lips, ever dribble of precum dripping from his angry red tip. All of it, for you.

burglar!toji who’s left on seen :( but that doesn't stop him from sending you nudes of your pretty spoiled panties wrapped around his cock, or selfies of him sniffing them like the nasty perv he is.

burglar!toji who can’t wait to see you again… but turns out he won’t have to wait for long. What a coincidence it is, breaking into another apartment, only to find you sitting curled up on your boyfriend's couch in a pair of disgustingly short shorts and a tight tank top, perked nipples straining against the tight material.

burglar!toji who finds you distracted, staring at your phone instead of the movie playing, your screen open to one of the many videos he sent. A hand underneath your shorts as you rub your sensitive clit to the sound of his breathy moans and spurts of cum recorded.

burglar!toji who somehow manages to lock your boyfriend in the bedroom from the outside. Creeping up from behind you before you feel a hand in your hair, gripping it into a makeshift ponytail as Toji pulls your head back against the couch, his lips hovering over your neck as he breathes in your scent.

"Guess your little boyfriend can't satisfy you," he says, hand trailing underneath your top to play with your perked nipples. Lips interlocking with yours to keep you quiet as mewls escape your soft lips.

You gasp for air, eyes clouded with lust, "Is that a gun in your pocket? or are you just happy to see me?" you say cheekily, receiving a chuckle from him before he slams you against the couch and folds you in half.

burglar!toji who has your legs thrown over his shoulder in a heartbeat. Clothes discarded on the floor as he locks your wrists above your head, watching you helplessly squirm and grind your bare, drooling pussy against his aching cock.

burglar!toji who stretches you out so good, the girth of his cock stretching your velvet walls as you struggle to take him in, toes curling from pleasure with each wet thrust of his long cock. The feeling of his cockhead curling against your sweet spot, kissing your poor cervix has you dripping.

"Ah-ah fuck Toji-" you moan, throwing your head back as his canines dig into the soft flesh of your neck, covering you in hickeys and bite marks, claiming you as his.

burglar!toji who makes sure his seed takes this time. Emptying every single drop of his cum inside your warm walls, breeding your poor pussy with each relentless thrust.

"Gonna get you-fuck- round with my babies ma," his breathy groans of pleasure only make you further clench around his cock, greedy pussy gripping him like a vice, "and fill you up with a lil mini me." You merely moan in response, pussy complying with each clench.

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lonely even when we’re so close

🫡 yes, Nanami.

I need to touch grass, I know. Reference pose : 0123studio.

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I thought I would make it easier to navigate between chapters by creating a masterlist. You can also read on a03 and wattpad. <3 Summary: When you show up to Jujutsu High on nothing but a hunch to find your long-lost brother, you get more than you bargained for when you meet his handsome teacher. Who seems interested in you not only for your abilities but also your body.

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Just like the gentle snow. Gojo S.

𖧧࣪ . ִֶָ๋ cw. angst, hurt no comfort

It's said that a person has all their precious memories flash through their eyes before death in 7 seconds.

7 seconds.

At first it was ridiculous to Satoru, even as someone who wielded 6 eyes, having an outerwordly perception of the things around him, even the tiniest creatures, their brisk movements didn't falter under his sight. That was his gift.

Snow.

That was what he saw in those microseconds which somehow seemed dilated, sensations no longer present in his split body. Ah, that's right..he was dying.

While his life was ebbing away, that gentle snow, like a quiet whisper fell from the sky, blanketing him in it's delicate white embrace, the bedding of soft snow speckled with his crimson blood. He couldn't help but think of the gentle snow to be like you, each flake felt like a touch of pure love and the silence of them felt like a whisper of your name.

It was a panoramic amalgamation of you and him, together. There wasn't a specific moment he could point to along with you but all he could feel was a sense of serenity as small momentos scattered in his dying psyche. Mochi with you, picnic with you, that corny horror movie with you, holding hands with you.

You. You. You. You.

If someone asked Satoru in the space that lied ahead of his life about what he witnessed in those 7 seconds, his answer would be the gentle snow, cocooning him just like your laughter, your touch—the softness of your embrace, your being. A smile crept on his face, thankful to his eyes for letting him perceive you for one last time. Just like the gentle snow.

The image of your face lingered with his dimming vision and he knew that he would carry your beauty, your love to whatever awaited him beyond.

"It was fun..while it lasted."

Just like the gentle snow.

𖧧࣪ . ִֶָ๋ cw. yandere!gojo, breaking in the house, forced affection.

Satoru who doesn't understand the concept of personal space or boundaries, surprises you with a visit to your house, unannounced.

His long body lazily sprawled out on the couch as if you had known each other since forever when in reality he was just a coworker. You can already feel the irritation bubbling in your head and your eyes getting a little blurry from the instant shot of anger to see him throw his legs onto your pristine couch. How rude.

He swilves his head around as you enter, a lopsided grin plastering his face. "Welcome back honey, how was work?" He speaks with much casualness and your nose crinkles softly as you cringe. That emphasis on the pet name was clearly intentional seeing the victorious, toothy smile on his face at your reaction.

You don't really protest that he quite literally broke into your house, dropping your bag onto the armchair adjacent to the couch before heading to the kitchen to set yourself dinner. Satoru reminded you of a demanding cat that yowls and rubs it's head against your leg in desperation until you it realises that it's not going to get the attention it desires and eventually leaves.

So you thought would be the case with him..

"You know, I could get you sued for this... right?" Your question was more of a rhetoric, the cynicism of your chuckle made him smirk as you make yourself a cup of coffee to save the headache that Satoru Gojo was.

He knew all too well you wouldn't sue him but the threat was an amusement to him regardless.

"I just wanted to see you" He pouted, that puppied look on his face was almost believable, especially when he flashed his 'too bright for your liking' blue eyes, shifting his blindfold up to sit on top of his head. "You can't fault a man for wanting to spend time with his girlfriend, afterall."

So that's how he wanted to play this game huh?

"Since when am I your girlfriend?" The counter back question was fast, almost too fast, making the man raise his arms up in mock defence.

"In my defense, you haven't denied it either.." He sighed, making long strides towards you with his abnormally long legs, keeping you caged against the kitchen counter with his hands placed firmly onto the granite, the warm of his mint bubblegum breath tickling the helix of your ear.

He hummed and the depth of his voice intonated too differently. Satoru slid his hand onto your tummy, giving it a daring squeeze and a nearly sensual caress, making you shudder.

"Also, I've already decided in my head that you're my girlfriend" He spoke in a saccharine tone followed by a silence that felt so heavy that even air felt too dry to swallow.

"You just haven't... caught up with me yet."

Hey, you,

Yeah, the panicking doom scroller, you

You right there.

Go pick up a pen or a marker. Or go outside, take a walk somewhere peaceful. Stop doom scrolling. Reset yourself. Tap into your creativity maybe, or do something else that will ground you and help you. Give your brain a much needed break from the chaos and the negativity.

You need to take care of yourself right now.

Don’t go backwards. Not because of what’s happening, something that is beyond your control. Focus on doing what’s good for you.

That’s all you can do.

That’s what you deserve to do. That’s what you have to do.

Need this for my upcoming midterm 😭🙏🙏😖

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CHAPTER 15: HUMMINGBIRD

ੈ✩ gojo satoru x reader

It’s not like Satoru can help it. He’s been very good since you decided to stay. Really, he has been. He keeps his hands to himself. He doesn’t make it too obvious when he stares at your ass.

ੈ✩ chapter cw/tags: angst, oral sex (f receiving), edging, fingering, gagging, mentions of sexual assault

ੈ✩ wc: 8k

ੈ✩ a/n: the more i write this fic the more they scream divorced couple. maybe next chapter ill let reader beat satoru with sticks

playlist ✸ read on ao3 ✸ series masterlist

October, 2011

The clatter of dishes punctuates the heavy silence falling over the kitchen. You watch Satoru carefully, noting the tension in his broad shoulders as he wipes his hands on a dish towel, his piercing blue eyes avoiding yours. The playful demeanor that usually adorned his features is noticeably absent, replaced by a melancholy that made the air between you almost tangible.

He says your name, his voice steady but weighted with an urgency that demands your full attention. He clears his throat. 

“About Megumi and Tsumiki…"

His words hang in the room, and you feel a knot tighten in your stomach. You push your half-eaten breakfast aside and lean back, arms crossed, readying yourself for whatever confession is about to spill from him.

Masterlist/abt me

Kofi link (if you wanna buy me a ☕️)

Jujutsu Kaisen

ꔫ Gojo x Reader- Time after Time- Finished- Wc: 103k- Explicit (Ao3) Masterlist- CEO Gojo/ lead assistant

Take Me Home Tonight -(Ao3) Ongoing- law professor Gojo/x law student - Wc: 129k- Explicit Masterlist

Fractured Desires - Finished- explicit- wc 95k (angsty/ toxic/smut) Ao3 link (Starts off as Sugu/reader- yandere)

Silent Serenades - Ongoing- Angsty arranged marriage AU, explicit- cruel Duke Gojo- AO3 - wc 90k ongoing

Healing Hearts - new WIP- Dr. Gojo/intern Ao3- ongoing- 11k

Smut drabbles : Masterlist

One shots- I wanna be Yours (friends to lovers)- Forgive me for I have Sinned- 5.7k (freaky Priest gojo)

ꔫ Nanami x Reader- But it's Better if You Do- Finished- Wc 92k - Explicit (Ao3) - Masterlist- Sweet and cute

But Darling Just Kiss Me Slow- Oneshot- wc 13.5k

Lucid Dreams- One shot- 3.4k wc reader is a ghost

Smut drabbles: here

ꔫ Toji x Reader Dirty Little Secret: Finished- Wc: 86k - Explicit (Ao3) (Masterlist) Smutty ASF, freaky, age gap

She a shy girl, but she a freak deep down- wc 6.5k smut/funny oneshot

Smut drabbles: here here

ꔫ Geto x Reader- Up in the Air: Finished- Wc: 103k - Masterlist -hurt/comfort, sweet and smutty

Smut drabbles : here

ꔫ Choso x Reader-Keep this Lowkey- friends w/benefits - 20k ongoing A03

ꔫ SatoSugu x Reader- Two for one oneshot- wc- 4.6k

Risky Business- Tumblr- oneshot- Explcit- wc- 5k

Yan Gojo/ Yan Geto x reader - Part one - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

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the collection — how to kill a god

pairing. gojo satoru x reader

cw. angst, heartbreak, bloody, non-canon compliant, healing together, childhood friends to lovers, hella issues, special grade sorcerer!reader, (brief high school geto suguru x reader)

tldr. through which gojo satoru learns how love can make a god mortal // a collection of moments in their journey to find their place in the world—next to each other

fyi. where you are born to give your life for gojo satoru, marked by your golden eyes ringed with a faint cerulean blue.

moodboards. the guardian shadow // the honored one

/.volumes

zero one

coming soon—;

fin./

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credit. art by @/3-aem

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sincerely not | season one

↳ gojou satoru x f!reader

— series masterlist

summary. with an arranged marriage set in place, the sacred bond is doomed with a wife who wants to make the relationship work and a husband who’s ready to ruin it all. unbeknown to him, a tragic fate already lies within the pages of his romance book.

genre. heavy angst, arranged marriage, ceo au, 18+

word count. 213k

fic warnings. mean!gojo, VERY OOC, adultery/infidelity, profanity, explicit smut, violence, emotional trauma/physical abuse from past experiences, neglect, heavy family drama, illnesses, classism, pregnancy, undertones of masochism, undertones of manipulation, abandonment issues, overall toxic relationships, graphic depictions of self-harm, suicide/murder (and attempts thereof), minor character death, plot loosely based on twotm & tre. please read with proper discretion. this is a work of fiction. all characters are written to portray roles that are necessary to the plot and are in no way a reflection of their canon counterparts.

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status: completed

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