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Some highlights of the JJK drinking game! We managed to complete it on my Twt :)
Like to play! Also running on my twt!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUGURU!!
happy birthday suguru!! 🩵
sleepy gojo and geto ( ˘⌣˘)♡(˘⌣˘ )
Satoru is kneading first thing in the morning.
The fact that he doesnt draw geto’s face in any of them, but only his smile, which could mean he’s starting to forget Geto’s face, but not his smile, he focused more on Geto’s smile than his face. as if geto’s smile meant everything to Satoru.
long night
< In the middle of a New Year's party, Gojo drags you into another room to get some last minute lovin' to ring in the New Year. >
tags: gojo x reader, fem!reader, oneshot, smut, sub!gojo, intox, semi-public, dubcon
warnings: petnames, alcohol consumption
word count: 2.1k
a/n: this is so late it's way past new years but shhh
little sketch of yuji meeting geto /basement au/
bonus:
boyfriends? boyfriends.
he totally stole them from geto's closet without his permission
Currently working on some larger JJK art pieces, but in the meantime, have a Gojo!
when your moral compass friend is dead
Yuri Kaisen 🤩😳
guys.. touch-starved!gojo… touch-starved!gojo…..
touch-starved!gojo with slight sensory issues after a long life adapted to his infinity being on almost all the time
touch-starved!gojo who shudders every time he feels the brush of your fingers against any exposed skin of his, who feels goosebumps rise on the back of his neck whenever you give him a hug (he hopes you can’t feel the way his heart starts racing, either)
touch-starved!gojo who needs a little bit of time to get used to your physical affection. he loves it, oh he loves it so much, but it makes his heart beat so so fast and his hands get clammy, the deep red blush on his face goes from the tips of his ears all the way down to his collarbone, he starts stuttering and, like — he’s satoru gojo… he doesn’t stutter but when you squeeze his arm in an affectionate gesture or even something little like poking his cheek or booping his nose it gets this reaction out of him that he isn’t used to, it’s almost overwhelming
touch-starved!gojo who, once used to your touch, craves it all the time. he’s about as clingy as a cat that just has to be sitting on or around you all the time every time you sit down, nudging his head under the palm of your hand to encourage you to stroke his hair, grabbing your wrist and putting your hand anywhere on his body: sometimes he brings it up to his face so you can cup his cheek or he’ll put it on his head so you can tangle your fingers in his hair. also likes to intertwine his fingers with your own and hold them close to his chest, right above his heart, or maybe even hold your hand on his lap whenever he sits down next to you
touch-starved!gojo who slowly and surely opens up to your affection and realizes just how badly he’d been craving this kinda closeness with somebody. he feels a literal ache in his chest when you’re both in the same room and he’s not hugging you, he feels like he has to be attached at the hip with you or else he’ll just die
touch-starved!gojo who is oh so vocal when you’re doing more intimate stuff in the privacy of your (or his) bedroom. it just feels so good to be completely full of the sensation of being with you, of getting to hold you, of being held. he would live in your skin if you’d let him, he wraps his arms tightly around you and if he’s not kissing your breath away he’s burying his face in the crook of your neck and letting your name slip out in between soft pants. even after you’re both done he’s falling asleep with his arms and legs wrapped all around you like a giant koala
. . . ⇢ masterlist
my baby who was born on the first day of spring
when you wish upon a star, you send it back to the night sky. that’s how they get home.
gojo is a star (a literal star from the sky) who fell on earth and geto is the one who finds him by the fringe of the forest. the only way gojo can go back is if geto makes a wish. just as he’s about to ask, gojo shushes him. gojo is not eager to go home, anyway. he was indifferent at first, but the more he spends time on the ground, the more he’d rather stay embodied. gojo is now caught in a dilemma, between this urge to give geto a stroke of luck in his life, and this yearning to stay beside him. geto, half-knowing, stays tightlipped. a summer passes. (was it a slip of the tongue?) when geto sits up from the futon that morning, his bed is empty.
geto’s wish is for gojo to be happy.
geto, with all his self-sabotaging tendencies and his hopeless awe for gojo, took one look at his sparkler-lit smile that night and wished for him to always be happy. of course, the universe has its rules—that wish sent gojo home. you need to wish upon a star to send it back to the night sky. it’s always been that way for as long as the cosmos’ existence. gojo’s told him this many times, and yet he still said it out loud. if he really thinks on it, this might be the first time he’s ever been this honest. he folds the futon, then he places it at the bottom of his closet.
unbeknownst to geto, though, (or rather, he refuses to entertain the thought), gojo was happy with him. is happy with him.
it takes a year for geto to spot that stark head of hair again, and a minute later for the day-sky to stare back.
and then that smile.
(“well?” gojo says, wiping the condensation on his pants. “what did you wish for?” he sips his ramune. what was so important that you’d send me away?
“ah, that.” this time, there is no hurry. geto can afford to go on a little longer. “it’s a secret.”)
Another drawing that I found in mi WIP files......
I LOST THE PHOTO THAT I USE FOR THIS BUT ANYWAYS
my beautiful princess with a disorder
Gojo: I’m gonna go look for Geto today
Yaga: to kill him right?
Gojo: yeah..
* wearing blue lace panties with a matching bra. Dark see through lace stockings under his clothes and has lipstick on *
Gojo: to kill him
Soft! Satosugu headcanons are my kryptonite.
Geto is normally so reserved about showing public affection but sometimes he relents. When there's no one else on the train and Gojo rests his head on his shoulder he lets their hands rest together and interlocks their fingers, always marvelling at how long Satoru's fingers are. He closes his eyes taking a moment to rest until Gojo has to ruin it by turning to look up at him stuck out tongue and shit eating grin.
"Aw Suguruuu you do like me!" It always earns a shove as Satoru uses their hand hold to pull him closer in and make kissy noises at him.
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When they play video games late at night and do their snack run Gojo always slings his arm around Geto's shoulder like it's second nature to him. It always makes Geto drop the volume of soft drinks and chocolate bars they've nabbed from the vending machines and Gojo never offers to carry them. He declares he can't carry them as he has no hands and Geto turns to see Gojo has pulled his arms into his t-shirt. He can't stay mad at him when he's so dumb, so ridiculous all the time. But he at least starts chucking the chocolate bars at him despite knowing they will bounce off his infinity.
if you’ve been following me for 4+ years i’m certain you could make a chart of every character i’ve gotten attached to and it would tell you more about me than any therapist’s notes ever could. but we don’t have the time for that. there are other things at hand. do not even worry about it. next exhibit. we’re moving along. we’re walking
Gojo "Touch Starved" Satoru