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03/20

i could be a good mother

synopsis: random baby moment!!!

characters: geto, shoko, gojo

a/n: dont ask how fem reader and shoko had a baby its omegaverse ig

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GETO

the house is still wrapped in early morning silence, the kind where the birds havent called yet. the kitchen smells like butter and maple syrup, and the only sound is the soft hum of getos voice.

hes at the stove, robe hanging loosely off only shoulder, hair tied back in that bun, messy and unfairly handsome.

and beneath that robe?

a small lump, his baby, tiny, wiggly, with two bare feet poking out.

shes hugging his leg, cheek smooshed against his tricep, thumb in mouth and hugging her stuffed bunny to her belly, eye fluttering.

geto stirs pancake batter with one hand, preparing the pan with the other.

you peek into the kitchen, still in pajamas.

“shes under your robe again..” you mumble sleeply.

“mm.” he doesnt look up. “yeah.”

“why are you cooking with a baby under your robe..”

“she crawled in” he replies, droppjng the butter jn the pan. “i didnt ask questions.”

you raise an eyebrow. “youre not going to take her out?”

“shes fine, shes warm, shes not crying.” he shrugs. “im multitasking.”

a sleepy squeak comes from under his robe, followed by the softest little “dada” as she wiggles a bit.

he glances down, pulls up the robe just slightly. “you good in there, kiddo?” a muffled sigh answers him.

“shes good,” he confirms.

you try to act unimpressed, but your heart is gone. melt. you walk over and wrap your arms around his waist.

“she loves you so much,” you murmur.

“mhm.” he leans down to kiss your temple. “im warm. i feed her. im shaped like a blanket. what not to love?”

the pancake sizzles softly in the pan. your daughter shifts a little under his robe, safe and sound and not planning on moving.

geto just stirs the batter like hes done this a thousand times. like this — baby under robe, you on his hip, quiet morning light— is exactly where he was always meant to be.,

SHOKO

the first rays of sunlight shined in your room though the half opened blinds. you shifted slightly, trying not to disturb the bundle curled against your chest.

your daughter, barely six months, let out a sleeply sugh and snuggled closer

you dont remember falling asleep with her on your chest, or sleeping with a blanket on. but you had a idea of who was responsible.

footsteps padded quietly into the living room, and you smiled before even looking at who it was.

“you were asleep for like 5 years.” shoko said, her voice amused as she makes her way to the couch. she was in one of your sweaters andher shorts with a mug in her hand. “i put her there while i made breakfast for you.”

“little brat, she didnt stop crying at 5am.” (sho)

“dont be mean, she takes after yo.u” (yn)

“i, for the record, have never woken you up at 5am.” (sho)

“right.” (yn)

she rolled her eyes but doesnt argue. she leans over to kiss your cheek, then the top of the babys head,

“wanna switch? breakfast is on the table.” (sho)

“cant believe you cooked.” (yn)

“i ordered them, but i plated them nicely.” (sho)

you giggle, trying not to wake the baby. she stirred, then slowly blinked up at shoko with sleepy eyes.

“morning.” shoko whispered, her voice suddenly higher pitched and sweeter.

she scooped the baby from your arms with esse, cradling her.

the little one grabbed her hoodie, babbling nonsense, staining shokos clothes with spit in the process.

“shes already messy” shoko said.

“shell fit right in then,” you said, stretching your arms as you stood.

there wasnt any chaos this morning. no cursed spirits, mo sorcery politics. just soft footsteps in a quiet home, a baby giggling kn shokos arms, and ihop in the kitchen.

you kiss shokos lips as you passed by. “thanks for letting me sleep in”

“anytime” she murmured. “weve got all the time in the world now.”

GOJO

the sound of splashing water and giggles drifted frlm the bathrlom, drawing satoru like mouth to flame. he already had a camera in his hand, he had grabbed it on instinct the second he heard you two laughing.

he stopped in the doorway, heart squeezing at the adorable sight.

you were in the bathtub, hair in a messy bun, shoulders glistening from the water, and steam coming from the bathwater. and in your lap was his baby girl, her soft hair sticking up in every direction, cheeks round and pink, her tiny hands smacking the water.

“thats just not fair, you guys are sooo cute!” he whispered with a gron.

you glace up “satoru? is that your camera, again?

“uh huh” he said “you think i would miss this? im documenting everything.”

you let out a breathy laugh. “your not taking pictures of me in the bath”

“i absolutely am, you look like an ethereal goddess. this is gonna go in the family album, smile!”

before you could respond, your daughter squealed with a gummy smile, reaching toward him with slippery hands. water sloshed over the sides of the tub.

satoru melted on the spot.

“i mean come on,” he said, lifting the camera. “look at her. look at you. how am i supposed to not take pictures?”

he snapped a picture as you tried (and failed) to hide your face behind the baby. it came out a little blurry, a little crooked, but perfect all the same.

“alright, just one more,” he said softly, crouching down. “smile for daddy!.”

you didnt try to hide this time. you looked at him—hair damp, arm wrapped around your daughter, love written all over your face—and he pressed the shutter. click!

he lowered the camera. “im the luckiest guy in the world.”

you smiled. “we know.”

you daughter babbled something and slapped her hand against the water again, splashing both satoru.

he blinked, water dripping down his cheek. “how rude.”

you giggle. “thats what you get.”

satoru huffed, pulling off his shirt. “fine. guess im joining in.”

he climbed into the tub with the two of you.

the camera was forgotten on the bathmat.

though the picture was added to the family album.

big bathtub for a big sorcerer (gojo)

—CANDID LOVE.

pairing: yuuta okkotsu x reader

summary: in which you and your friends sign up for a transfer study opportunity, but only you were accepted into the program. the idea of navigating an unfamiliar place while being away from your friends is a plague to the mind. when you finally get settled in and realize that the first project you’re assigned is with partners, in a class where you know nobody, all hope is lost— until the teacher starts reading out names: “y/n l/n and yuuta okkotsu, pair up”.

status: ongoing (started february 18, 2024)

warnings: mostly fluff, lil bit of angst, foul language, dark/crack humor, social media au, timestamps are irrelevant unless stated otherwise

- names of chapters can/will change as the story progresses

- chapters with (☆) will have written section(s)

profiles

yuuji hate club [y/n's group]

3 reasons to wear a condom [yuuta's group]

chapters

01. nobara-assigned tour guide

02. shitty sushi place

03. life: ended

04. denialtown

05. sound the alarms

06. brain food

07. i hate men (except you two)

08. grow some balls!!

09. pinch me

9.5. birthday bash!!

10. dream team

11. i'll see you in court

12. jealousy

13. wait, what?

14. BANNED </3

more to be announced ..

notes - finally getting this au up and running since ive been thinking it through for quite a while! i do write slow and overthink everything so updates MAYYY be patchy (please dont hate me if they are). i'm super excited about this though! it's my first time doing a full social media fic yayay i hope you guys end up liking it :p i heart yuuta

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⤷ © kenmakodz -- pfps and pictures used do not belong to me, but the story does.

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this reminded me of you

your ENTIRE theme is based of a BL bruh

reposted tho ✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️ thats so me

i should jus force myself to write for megumi or snth

why does no one love yuji

i was scrolling kn tiktok

i saw ch 212

i saw megkuna

i saw megumi giving up

im mad now

Good boy!

my sister knows i read yaoi