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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)

jobless monday

in which: breakup

cw: semi toxic geto, semi toxic reader on shoko

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i wrote shokos weeks ago and just weote getos theyre lowkey kinda similar….. geto pmoed

getos is so bad gah

now that im re reading shokos also bad…. i dont wanna read megumjs

youre joking, right?

in which: you prank them for april fools… hehe

with: toji, shoko, megumi, geto, gojo, yuuji

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oh shit yeah i love freaks

in which: u a freak, it gets more suggestive the more you scroll

w: shoko, sukuna, geto x fem reader

a/n: sukunas texts are dialogue brcus it’s 1000 years ago

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ughhh this is buns

the only one i tried on was sukuna lolol i dont even like his either

IM FUCKING CRYING I WROTE THIS AT 2AM WHEN YN SAID “i think u like jt when i cltouch u” I MEANT LIKE TOCUHING HIS ARM AND MUSLCES AND STUFF NOT DOWN THERE

im actually such a freak.

^ no jk im amazing!🤩

the way things go

in which: yearningish kinda after mutual breakup

with: suguru, shoko, megumi

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not very angsty… sorry

ⵌ — butterscotch .ᐟ

. ָ࣪ shoko ieri x reader

contents Ⳋ fluff !!! , domestic shoko, f!reader, injured!reader, shoko patches u up, she scolds u a lil, blood, maybe a lil tw?

a/n : man i love women so much. gettin to requests soon! pls bare wif me, IM BACK FROM HIATUS BABIESSSSSSSUH

word count : 568

silent.

that’s what the room was — where you sat atop the examination table, bloody shirt discarded where a gash ran along your side. your girlfriend, ever the doctor, tends to your wound with utmost care. she has a … pensive look on her face. baggy eyes squinted, plump lips tugged beneath her teeth as she focuses on the task at hand.

… you knew what was coming.

“you could’ve died, you realize that?” she finally speaks up, her deadpan eyes flickering up to you, her frown deepening. you let out a sheepish laugh. damn, your girlfriend was intimidating when upset. “aha,, well, i didn’t! i’m fine, see? jus’ a scratch.” you try to downplay, but she doesn’t buy it.

“that’s not the point.” she refuted through a sigh. “i told gojo to specifically not let you on that mission. but did he, or you, listen?” she squints. you don’t say anything, knowing not to argue her point. it’s not like she was exactly wrong, anyway.

“your recklessness is exactly why i don’t want you going out on missions as freely as he does. i told you to at least wait until your other injuries were healed, but did you listen? noooope. is this how it’s gonna be? you comin’ home injured every time despite my warnings? when’re you gonna learn, hm?”

you sink into your seat. she was right, you were reckless, and this scolding was definitely in line. you sigh. “mm.. yea. ‘m sorry, sho.” you murmur.

she sighs and her voice is a little more gentle. “you’re such a stubborn girl, hm. why’d you go through with it despite me saying not to?” you shift. “jus’ didn’t wanna be seen as some fragile sorcerer, i guess.” you say in a mumble.

“but you do realize that i don’t see you that way, right? i worry about you because i love you, not because i wanna be a pain in your ass.” she chuckles. “i know you wanna get as strong as you can, but please, at least heed my warnings. i don’t want you coming home with fatal injuries, yeah?”

you look up at her with a small pout on your lips but you nod. “mhm, you’re right. ‘should’ve listened to you.”

she gives you a small smile and pats your cheek. “good girl. i love you, but i swear to all things holy if y’dont listen when i tell you t’stay back i’ll lock you in your room.” she jokes.

you snort and you nod. “yes ma’am.” she huffs a laugh, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. shoko takes a step back to give you room, and grabs a piece of candy you can only assume is her favourite flavour - butterscotch - from her pocket, unwraps it, and pops it between her lips.

you watch her as she does so with a spark of adoration in your eyes — one she doesn’t miss, and it makes her heart skip a beat. she could never stay mad at you, with the way your voice soothes her entire being and how fucking cute you are.

even when she’s feeling a little cooped up with work or even a little discouraged, she pushes through it. because she has someone waiting for her at home —

— you.

the girl sweeter than the candy she ate, more addictive than the cigarettes she puffed.

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I love my gf :33

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I have a theory

JJk spoilers....

What if shoko gave geto body to kenjaku so we can get her friend group and bring him back to life but it failed and kenjaku trick her.

“Injured and Guilty.”

Misaki Kocho (My OC Based Off of Shinobu Kocho) x Itadori Yuuji

Description: While On a Mission To Exorcise a Special Grade Curse along with Slaying a Couple Of Demons, Misaki Kocho gets injured While Failing to Protect an innocent kid Who was killed by the Demons, Upon Returning back to jujutsu High She Feels Immense Guilt for Failing to Save that Little Kid, Itadori is only Trying to help his Significant Other.

Genre: One–Shot with Multiple Parts.

Part One: “I...Failed?”

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“Damn it.” Misaki Cursed as She Suffered another Blow to her Left leg, This was Supposed to be an Easy Solo Mission, Though She Guessed the Higher ups Didn’t anticipate A Special Grade Curse and Two Upper Rank Demons to be here as well.

On Shaky Legs She Stood Up Pushing the Little Girl Behind her, “aya–Chan, Please you need to Run.” She Whispered to the Child Behind her, But Aya Was Frozen With Pure Fear of the Curse and Demons In front of her.

In one Fluid Motion Misaki Stabbed one Of the Demons In the Eye With her Katana, “Cursed Technique, Poisoned Katana.” She Whispered Out Letting the Poison Sink into the Demon’s Eye.

“You Don’t even Know my Name Yet, Misaki–Chan~” He Whispered, Misaki Stepped Back With her Katana.

“is that Wisteria Poison on your Katana?” he asked, Next to him was a Smaller Female Demon, She Glared at Misaki.

Misaki Chose to ignore his question, but He was not Done Yet.

“My Name is Haruto, Upper Rank 2 of the Twelve Kizuki, a Demon Group that Roams with the Curses of this World~” Haruto Purred Out towards her, While He Lazily Waved his Hand at the Female.

“and my Disciple, Mika, Upper Rank Six.” He Finished, Smiling Creepily at Misaki, When She Turned Aya was Gone.

“What–” Misaki Turned to See That Mila Had her Wrapped up in her Sash, Smiling at her With a Sinister Smile, Showing Fangs, After Exorcising the Curse She was now Trying to Save a Little Girl From Getting Devoured by two Demons.

“Oh~ this little Rat important to you?” She Taunted, being a Younger Demon then Haruto, She Found it Easy to be more Cocky Towards, Jujutsu Sorcerers.

“Now Now Mika, Don’t Play with your Food Darling~” Haruto Cooed Out, as the Child Squirmed in Mika’s Steel Grip.

“No! Don’t Devour her!” Misaki Shouted, her Entire being Was Shaking With Fear, Her Katana Almost Slipped from her Dominant Hand.

Haruto Chuckled at Misaki, Obviously amused with her Behavior, “Oh Dear~ Seems we’ve hit a Sore Spot With the Dear oh Sorcerer over here.” Haruto Cooed Out Towards her as She Gritted her Teeth in Pure Anger.

It was True her Weakness was Children in Danger, Misaki Pointed her Katana At them, She Edge Pointed Dangerously at Both of them.

“if you Do not Put that Child Down right now, I will not Hesitate to Cut both of your heads Off.” Misaki Said, Her Eyes Glinting At them, a Darkness Behind them.

Mika Laughed as She Stared Down Misaki, “As if Us Beautiful Powerful Demons Would Take Orders From You.” She Taunted, Lifting the Child Up a bit Higher As She Struggled, “Children are Delicious when Devoured, they also Give Great Power!” Mika Chanted to Herself, Licking her lips as She Spoke.

Misaki Cursed to herself, if She Didn’t act Now, That innocent Child Would Loose her Life to these Filthy and Disgusting Demons.

But on the Other Hand She Couldn’t Go Much Further on her Injured Leg, she had Signaled Gojo–Sensei for Help a Little While ago, but She was Pretty far from Jujutsu High, She had no idea when Itadori, Megumi, Kugisaki and Gojo would Arrive at her Exact Location.

She Closed Her eyes Surprising The Two Demons, “You Two Will not Prevail in your Plan.” She Said, Before Charging at them With her Cursed Weapon At them.

Mika Dodged her Attack Holding Them Child Closer to her, Already Absorbing her into her Sash Belt, Laughing.

“No!” Misaki Shouted, Becoming Distracted, While Haruto Took a Blade and Shoved it in her already Injured Leg, While Scratching up her Abdomen With his Sharp Demon Claws.

Misaki Stumbled and Grumbled in Pain, Grasping her Stomach, Blood Spilled Past her Lips, The Gashes on her Stomach were already Bleeding Out, Leaving her With What Most likely was Internal Injuries Including Poison from Haruto’s Claws.

Tears Threatened to Spill Past her Widened Eyes, Shock In them, The Child Was already Absorbed and Eaten by Mika.

She’d Failed to rescue Aya.

Soon though She was Moved away Quickly By No Other then Itadori, The Blur of Pink Hair Gave him away.

“Misaki! Are you Okay?” Itadori Asked, Worry Plastered All over his Face, Megumi And Kugisaki Stood a Few Paces in front Of the Pair, While Gojo Stood in front Of the Two Demons.

“Those...Bastards.” She Muttered, Her Purple Eyes Glinting in Rage, as She Started To Breathe Quite Heavily.

“Itadori, Don’t Let her Get Up and Fight, She’s Been Poisoned by Haruto’s Claws, She Could Die If She Tries to Kill them.” Megumi Said, Itadori Nodded and Held her Back as Much as he Could.

But She wasn’t Called a Grade One Sorcerer For Nothing, Her Brute Strength was Stronger then Megumi, Kugisaki, and Itadori Combined together.

“Itadori, Let Go of me!” She Shouted, her Struggles Fruitless, Her Katana was Clenched Tightly in her Hand as Gojo Still Stood Up to Haruto, While Kugisaki Took Care Of Mika.

“No, Your Injured, No Matter How Enraged you are with these Demons, You could Kill yourself.” Itadori Tried to talk to her Through her Fogged with Rage head.

Finally She Stopped, Tears Rolled Down her Cheeks, “You mean Just Like How I Let that Poor Child Die at the Hands at these Demons.” She Said, Lowering Her Head as She Choked Up Tears Mixed With Sobs and Blood.

“Misaki.. it wasn’t Your Fault, These Demon’s Have Probably Devoured Many Humans, Makes Them Stronger then you.” Itadori Tried to Console Her.

He had His Hand On her Shoulder, but She Roughly Shook it Off Of her Before Coughing up More Blood While Clenching a Palm to her Stomach.

“Misaki, Your Injured, Probably Poisoned, We need to get you back to Jujutsu High Where Shoko Can heal you.” Megumi Said From His Spot as Gojo and Kugisaki Slayed both Haruto and Mika.

Misaki Looked down at her Injured Leg and The Gashes That Ran Across her Abdomen area, Groaning as She Felt a Burning Pain Spread Across Her belly.

She Nodded allowing Itadori To Lift her Up Bridal Style, as She Tiredly Laid her Head Back on his Shoulder, Trembling.

Gojo Ended up Phasing all of them to Jujutsu High Due to The state Of Misaki, When Shoko Saw Itadori Carrying A Half Limp Misaki, Trembling and Shaking with Sweat Rolling Down her Face which was also Sickly Pale, She Got into Action.

“Did She Get Scratched With a Demon’s Claws?” Shoko Asked Quickly, Lifting up her Uniform To Look at the Large, Scratch like, Gashes That went Across the abdomen Area.

Itadori Nodded, “Yeah, Her Leg was also Pretty Mangled, Might have Gotten Stabbed a Few times.” Itadori answered Shakily.

Shoko Shook her head, as Misaki Coughed Up more Blood, Due to the Poison That Had Probably Most likely already Entered her Body.

“Don’t Worry Misaki, Along with your Cursed Energy Healing you already I’ll just Give you the Antidote and Set up an IV With Plenty Of Fluids and Keep you over night On a Light Sedative to See you On your other Injury as well as Observe to see if the Poison Is Leaving your Body alright.” Shoko Calmly Told her.

Misaki Could Only Slightly Nod, The Only Thing that was on her Mind Before The Sedative and the Antidote was Given was that She Had Failed Everyone.