I Was Bored And Wanted To Try Drawing Him Sooo (>:D Third Time Drawing Him! Or… 1st Cuz The First Two

what do you think Grimmjow, Shunsui and Jushiro would be like as dads? All your opinions have been so interesting!

I love this 😭🙈

Jushiro

This man is a perfect dad. He adores children, and has always wanted his own. I feel that once he found out his partner was expecting, he cried. As much as he wanted it, he never really thought it would happen for him. He was over the moon, his smile wouldn’t leave his face for weeks, often slipping into a day dream, bright smile on his face.

He was the sweetest most patient partner during the pregnancy. He’d absolutely dote on her, take over all the cooking and cleaning. Run her baths, massage her feet when they were sore. He would fall asleep with his hand on her belly. Loving the little kicks

He would be present at the birth. Holding his partners hand, wiping her down with a cool cloth, giving her all the encouragement and praise anyone could ask for.

I think at one point he would worry about his health, scared it would prevent him from being as hands on as he wanted. He would never want to see the worry in his child’s eyes if they saw him doubled over coughing up blood. He never wanted to be the cause of pain or fear for his child.

Coming from a large family, he was well prepared for the baby years. He didn’t shy away from nappies or night feeds, taking on more than his fair share. Wanting to do the work, spend as much time with his little one as he could. And also to help his partner, she needed her rest. She gave him the most precious gift he could ever ask for, the Least he could do was let her sleep.

Jushiro would be gentle. He wouldn’t shout, choosing instead to get down to his child’s level and explain the rules, what they’ve done wrong and how to right it. He’s liberal with his cuddles, his praise. He’d encourage his child in anything they chose to do. He would tell the best bedtime stories, repeating some from his youth he had made up for his younger siblings.

He wouldn’t expect his child to walk in his footsteps. They didn’t need to become a shinigami if they didn’t want, he would support anything they chose to do.

You couldn’t find a more supportive, kind hearted dad.

Shunsui (kinda went overboard with him 😂😅)

Shunsui would go on a journey 😂

I think when he was first told his partner was with child, he’d freeze. Eye wide, staring into nothing as his mind buzzed, struggling to comprehend what she had just said. Not quite the reaction his partner was hoping for when she told him the happy news.

Just when she thought something inside his head had broken and she’d have to go find someone for help (the fourth or jushiro) He’d snap out of it, hugging her close, happy about the baby.

I think he would be hilarious to watch with a hormonal pregnant partner 😂 he’d be jittery, careful with her, overprotective in a way that would make her go crazy. But he would wake up at 4 in the morning when she had cravings, tiredly stumble his way through soul society to get her the latest bizarre food combinations her cravings had come up with.

When she started to show, I think Shunsui would have a moment of panic. He’s seek council with Jushiro. Spill all his fears about becoming a dad. He didn’t think he would be able to raise a child, he didn’t want to fail them. Jushiro would talk some sense into him. He wouldn’t be alone, he had his partner. Jushiro thinks he would be a wonderful dad, and couldn’t wait to meet his little niece or nephew.

The first time he felt the first kick, his face was that of pure wonderment. Anytime the child kicked he would rush over, resting his large hand over her stomach to feel the steadily strengthening kicks.

I think after that, he’d be so attentive. He’d kiss her round belly, talk to the baby. He’d tell the baby how much he couldn’t wait to meet them, how they’ve got the prettiest mum in all of soul society, how much he’ll do all he can to be a good dad.

When it was time, Shunsui would freak out. He’d panic 😂 running around grabbing towels and pillows and for some reason, the wok from the kitchen cupboard. His partner would have to baby him, calmly tell him you needed to get the the fourth, sighing loudly when he flash stepped there without you. He came back eventually, when Unohana calmly explained she couldn’t deliver the baby if the baby and mother wasn’t with him.

His partner and Unohana seemed more concerned for Shunsui than they did the delivery, Unohana quietly instructed one of her staff to watch Shunsui, incase he were to pass out. He didn’t luckily, when the time came to push, and he could see how much pain she was in, he was at her side in an Instant

He’d hold her hand and give her all the praise and encouragement he could think of. So unbelievably proud of her. When the baby arrived, he let her have time with the baby, holding his child for the first time when she fell into an exhausted sleep,

He’d slowly pace around the room, unable to tare his eyes away from the tiniest baby he’d ever seen. So overwhelmed with joy, love he’d cry happy tears. He never knew he could feel so much love so quickly.

Shunsui struggled with nappy’s and feeding at first, but quickly learned how to do it. He would help out, but often needed reminding, he was too distracted looking at their little face. Night feeds were hard, he was difficult to wake and often fell asleep cradling his child. Surprisingly when holding the baby, the slightest noise would wake him up.

He loved the toddler years. He would happily play on the ground with his child, chasing them around and putting them on his shoulders. He wasn’t strict, in fact he would find it hilarious and encourage his child when they were up to no good. Honestly, it’s like having two children.

He’d take the child to visit Jushiro and Nanao often. He wanted the Influence of two of the smartest, kindest people he had in his life around his child. Nanao would read them stories, remembering how much she loved books as a child. Jushiro would always have a hidden stash of sweets upon his person, ready to share with Shunsuis mini me.

Shunsui is a good dad, a fun dad. He never thought he would be a dad, but he was thankful every day that he was

Grimmjow

Not immediately paternal 😂

His instincts are there. When he found out his partner was pregnant, he would become feral in the way he would protect her. If anyone got within three feat of his partner and his pup he would growl warningly. If that didn’t deter them, he’d punch first ask questions later.

He was incredibly prideful of having knocked up his woman. He’d have SUCH a kink of seeing her swollen belly, full with his child. When she started showing, she couldn’t get him off her. He’d always be touching her, making sure he knew where she was at all times .

The first time he felt a kick was when it felt REAL to Grimmjow, there was a baby in there. Moving and kicking. He would grin manically, proclaiming their child was going to be a fighter. Strong, powerful.

When it came time to deliver, Grimmjow was almost thrown out of the hospital room. He would snarl and snap any anyone who dared get to close, instinctively trying to protect his vulnerable woman and their young. He would see reason eventually (and with a couple threats from Unohana) and allow just the captain to approach.

He’d pace along the bed, keeping the others at bay, sending worried looks to his woman screaming in pain as she pushed. He was a little startled at the amount of blood and fluid involved with giving birth. Made his stomach churn

When he heard his youngs cry for the first time, Grimmjow had a jolt of fear unlike anything he’d ever experienced shoot through him, they were here. Real. He couldn’t believe it.

He was a little awkward holding his baby for the first time. They were so tiny, so fragile and weak that he was worried he would hurt them. His woman showed him how to hold the baby safely, they fit perfectly in his strong arms.

Grimmjow had a sensitive nose, so avoided nappies at all cost. He didn’t mind bottle feeding though. Grimmjow was in his element at night, so didn’t mind getting up for the night feeds. I feel he would be constantly unsure of what to do with the child. Every milestone brought a new set of problems he didn’t know how to deal with.

When his child crawled for the first time, Grimmjow panicked at not seeing them where he left them. It only got worse when they started walking and running. He’d feel like he needed the child in his sights at ALL TIMES. Protective instincts going crazy.

When the child is older, he’s teach them how to fight, how to protect themselves. He’s strict. He has no problem setting rules and enforcing them, though he would never raise a hand to his child. And would rip off the arm of anyone who dared to.



kittens

grimmjow x reader nsfw

he would be the type to not know how to properly show affection or anything sexual related at first. he would probably just have the urge to fight all the time and acting like he doesn’t care for emotions that he doesn’t fully know all about. in his experience all he’s done is fight to survive and be the strongest to prove himself worthy. he’s not dumb though so I fee

somehow if you get in a relationship with him, he most definitely will be new to a lot of things so showing him everything is going to take time for him to get used to and to know all about

he’s not dumb though, he knows how desires feel and knowing he wants you. he’s just never had to deal with these type of emotions before so don’t bitch about it if he doesn’t fully get it 100%

he’s def rough when it comes to sex. have you seen how he gets when he fights and his personality?? he’ll kiss you with a lot of tongue and teeth, trying to keep you close to him and all to himself

I wouldn’t say he’s possessive?? more like he tries to claim you (claiming what’s his essentially)

if you try to say he’s soft at all or anything along those lines, he’s going to fuck you you all night. he’s not going to make stand there and let you think he’s some sap that’s soft. if he does have any pure thoughts like that with you, he mostly keeps it to himself and has a tough personality on the outside all the time. he’ll have RARE moments of being soft, but that’s for a talk for another day

his teeth are sharp so if he bites too hard you’ll most likely bleed. he’ll be fine with that, at least his bite marks will be noticeable for you to see and seeing your blood stain your body makes him go feral

he probably licks some of the blood on the wound he made to try and soothe some of the pain

if you get too noisy, he’ll gruff about you being too loud and just shove his fingers in your mouth and still fucking into you fast and hard

will literally smother you with kisses to shut you up when he’s pounding you if he’s fucking you while you lay on your back. at least with that he doesn’t need to kiss you from an awkward angle when he’s fucking you from behind

speaking of that position, if he’s not shoving his fingers in your mouth to shut you up he’ll just grab your hair and shove your face into the pillow to muffle your moans and whimpers

but other times if he wants to tease you, he’ll fuck you with his fingers for a long ass time. sometimes he’ll slap your clit when he wants to be mean so he can hear you sob and whimper from how sensitive and wet you are

I feel like he’ll grunt a lot when he’s fucking you, might moan at times but not a lot. if he’s close he might do dirty talk and curse to himself next to your ear

I’m not sure if I see him as the type to dirty talk a lot. he might do it to see you get flustered over what he says and grinning at the fact it effects you a lot. you can’t fool him, you’re squeezing him a lot each time he says something in your ear while fucking you

definitely leaves bruises on your hips when he’s holding onto you

this mans’ strength is a lot so sometimes you might have to remind him to not hurt you by accident. he’ll grumble about not knowing his own strength, but even then he’ll work on it. somehow he will

hope you enjoyed this! this is my first time posting something like this and I always wanted to make stuff like this for characters I love a lot. I’m not sure if I’ll continue unless people are actually interested. if not then I might delete the post. if I make more, I’ll make a post about what characters I’ll like to write about 😌💕

i would pay COLD HARD C A S H to see the 3rd years during the sports festival

✎ gift

- gojo satoru x reader

what do you get the man who already has everything for his birthday?

genre: teeth-rotting fluff and comfort because no—i can't make his birthday angsty ok

note: so this is my entry for the birthday boy <3 this takes place immediately after daddy-to-be, where the first years are still yuta, maki, panda and toge

a part of gojo's love entries

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Honestly? Satoru wondered about it a lot these days.

He already has everything he wanted—unparalleled cursed technique, a fairly happy life, a pretty wife, and just recently, a kid on the way.

But his birthday was in a week and it was as clear as a day that you were planning something for him.

“Come on, you can't fool me, sweets.”

He noticed that you had started waking up earlier than usual. Initially, he thought it was due to your morning sickness, but it turned out you were sneaking away to another room for an hour or two and only came out when it was around breakfast time.

Did you really think he wouldn't catch on? Satoru found himself torn between concern and amusement. He didn't want you to strain yourself—especially after your recent fainting spells—and yet a part of him was over the moon by the fact that you did it for him.

His eyes crinkled, twinkling with affection. “You're planning something for my birthday in the mornings lately. That's sweet, but you don't have to, really.”

You quirked an eyebrow at him. "Why are you so sure that it's for your birthday? I never said anything."

"Well, what else could it be? Unless you're cheating on me at six in the morning—"

"I have your spawn inside me, Gojo Satoru—"

"Don't call it ‘spawn’!" Satoru interjected with a theatrical gasp. "It's our very own little munchkin! Our love! Love!"

This was so ridiculous and you couldn't help yourself from giggling. And seeing you like that softened something inside him.

"Really, don't push yourself too hard," he said with a pout, resigned. "You need lots and lots of sleep."

"I'm not a baby, Satoru."

"Half of you is, so it makes you one!"

He was dramatic, but it was his own way to care because your husband was just wired that way.

You sighed, relenting. “Okay, okay… I know my limits. I will stop when I don't feel well, yeah? Besides, I won't have time to do it except in the mornings because I still have classes to teach.” It seemed like he wasn’t satisfied with your answer so you added, “Just so you know, it's something I enjoy too.”

"Hmph," Satoru huffed, eyeing you petulantly. "It'd better be good, or I'll spank you."

If it were physically possible for your eyes to roll a full 360 degrees into the back of your head and back, they definitely would have. "Oh, you will adore it, I promise."

Well, it wasn't a part of the plan, but now that he had asked for it, you'd definitely add a twist in his gift...

Satoru connected the dots instantly when he saw yarn and needles—what else were you doing aside from knitting?

His sweet wife, who woke up early just to make a handmade gift for his birthday—ahh, his heart could've burst. It was so cute and so you, the warmhearted being that you were.

He would go back early today, he decided, as he strolled the halls of the Jujutsu High with a cheerful tune. You were certainly waiting back at home and he would shower you with love and praise just for your efforts alone these past few days.

And so, he would have never expected that when he received a call from Nanami that afternoon, his world would utterly shatter in the most terrifying way.

“Gojo-san, please, you must come back.” Nanami was always steadfast even in the direst situations. And yet, now he was breathing hard, and panicking. “Something happened. You must go back to your residence—”

In that moment all he could think of was you and his baby. His entire world. Were you hurt?

He didn’t dwell on it—or rather, he couldn’t. His fingers went to rip his blindfold off as a sense of exponential dread creeped in and threatened to engulf him whole—a very, very strange, unfamiliar feeling to him—and he teleported back to his haven in a blink of an eye.

He had been ready to unleash hell, to see you lying on your own pool of blood, or anything. No, that was something he could never be ready for, but he would somehow make it right—

“Ooh, there he is!”

“Already?!”

“Nevermind—”

—and suddenly, he was swept into a whirlwind of confusion and commotion.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GOJO-SENSEI!”

Today is December 7.

It took a while for Satoru to discern everything, with his pulsating heartbeats and the rush of emotions that overwhelmed him. His eyes darted from each and every face who were suddenly in his house, searching for yours—

“Satoru!” you greeted him from behind Nanami, radiantly beaming, and only then could he finally breathe. You are safe—you’re well—

You had meant for it as a joke, a little payback for all the grievances he had caused you—and let’s not forget, Nanami—but you immediately regretted it when you had a look over the absolute terror in his heavenly blue eyes that you loved so much.

You had seen this once, before, when he proposed to you.

“Satoru.” You waltzed towards him, gently cradling his stunned face in your hands. “Hey,” you coaxed him with an apologetic smile, reassuring him of your presence.

Satoru looked at you squarely in the eyes, and as he fully took in the sight of you, he let out a shuddering breath and pulled you close with a firm arm around your waist and and the other around your back.

“You evil woman,” he murmured in your ears, and you could feel the slight tremble of his body and the way his heart was still thumping wildly inside his sturdy chest, which made you feel even more sorry.

“Whoa, that got you good, huh?” Panda remarked with a bemused grin.

“As expected,” Megumi snorted.

“Salmon! Salmon!”

“Ehh, that’s actually sweet…” Maki noted thoughtfully. “I would have never expected him to drop everything that fast just to go back here only after a suspicious phone call—”

“Of course he would!” Yuta rebuked with pride. “It’s his wife after all! And Nanami-san truly did a really convincing job at it!”

Nanami. Satoru casted a stern glare toward his junior, while the man in question awkwardly coughed. How did you even involve him in this?

Nah, he would deal with him later.

Despite the scare that got him good, your little plan commenced as it should. The closest of his friends and students were there to throw him this silly birthday party, as well as shower him with a plethora of gifts.

You had managed to round up his students to write birthday wishes for him in a scrap book filled with various photographs throughout the past year. This is sweet, he thought.

And one note tugged at his heartstrings the most:

Thank you, sensei, for everything — Yuta.

If anything he did ever made an impact on those young sorcerers, then Satoru was wholeheartedly glad. He wanted them to grow and made their own path in this unforgiving world, and their gratitude stirred a profound sense of relief within him.

“Here.” He was genuinely surprised when Megumi abruptly pushed a long, thin box toward him next, shyly averting his gaze. “Happy birthday.”

A fountain pen. It must have costed him some. It was strange, but Satoru felt oddly emotional.

“Aw! Megumiii~!”

The kid was barely six when he first approached him. He was prickly and sour and definitely wasn't welcoming. And then, he had matured right before his eyes. Satoru couldn’t help ruffling his hair vigorously and snickered, disregarding the scowl directed his way.

Nanami extended his well-wishes, and even though he still had a score to settle with him later, he was happy to have him here. Shoko couldn’t come but she left you with a recorded message.

“Happy birthday, Gojo, idiot,” Shoko was grinning in the video you played. “I'm sorry I can't be there, but my wish is for you to tone down your antics. We could all use a bit less of that.”

The two remaining reminders of the bluest spring in his life. Something pricked his heart at the stark reminder that they were not whole—and if only that someone was here, they would—but the fact that these two thought of him was enough.

And now, at last, it was time for your gift. Satoru thought he knew what it was, but as he carefully opened the ivory box, a profound sense of warmth still washed over him.

Mittens, with the color of freshly fallen snow, lay in the box—two pairs in total. One was remarkably tiny, seemingly tailored for a baby, while the other was notably larger, undoubtedly meant for him.

You. Him. The baby. By this time next year, there would be three of you. The happy picture of all of you together in near future was a gift in and of itself. You two were his everything.

Satoru went by his instincts and grasped your arm, kissing you ardently, beaming with the broadest grin. He paid no heed to the squeals and disapproving glances from everyone around, as he felt entitled to do so—declaring his love boldly so you would know… that he was utterly, hopelessly in love with you.

That he was grateful for you in this otherwise dreary life.

And that if there were any other lives he might live after this ended... then he wanted the heavens to bring you back to his arms once again.

Epilogue

“So you really did call Nanami at six in the morning.”

Later that night, just before bed, your husband was still holding a grudge on you for frightening him back in the day, evident by the permanent purse of his lips.

You shrugged, buttoning the last button of your sleepwear. “I did… but it’s for greater purpose, so… yeah.”

“I can’t stand this. I’m suing you for collateral damage.”

You almost laughed. “Pffft—what? What damage—”

“My fragile heart! You can’t do that to me and expect I won’t charge you, hmph!”

“Well…” You noted with a meaningful smile. You couldn’t say you didn’t expect this, because Satoru always got pouty whenever he was irked in one way or another, and so in advance, you had actually been prepared for this.

You caught him off guard when you suddenly sat on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers teasing his undercut. It was a nice change of pace, seeing the faint blush coloring his cheeks as he steadied you by your waist.

“…what if I say… I still have one present left for you?”

So, what did you get a man who already has everything for his birthday?

Your whole heart, of course.

And if you were in the mood for an additional surprise, a brand new pair of lacy lingerie you had under your pajamas might do the trick.

A Grimmjow I saw in a dream. No more context needed ✨

i 4got to show this……… but ily, tamaki

Ohhhh I'm so scared of fem Tamaki with piercings uhhhh it'd be so bad if she showed up in my dreams or maybe my doorstep UHHHHH

the girls looks so gorgeous in the new chapter