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frat!jo headcannon and all I could think of is Frank McCay from Monsters University

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guys idk if this is too unknown/niche but is it just me or does mason & caleb frm love island season 8 give off like fratjo&nerdjo vibes???
i don't think they're actually brothers but mason looks sooo much like caleb, and then he sits on live and talks about anatomy
while caleb is out in the city having the time of his life
i might be far too parasocial and going insane idk
catching D**K (more like print) | satoru gojo x reader
nsfw but not smutty, crack post and at around <2.5k wc.
part of my 10 week celebration party for reaching 100 followers!*
just as the title says where gojo gets rage baited by his dick size.
‘why do you keep staring there?’
you felt your eyes quickly dart over to gojo’s confused and inquisitive face, then quickly resuming your earlier actions.
Frat!jo who is drunk beyond his mind, already invading his fwb's apartment, and insisting she's his wife.
He stood at your door, glassy eyes and needy as hell.
Slumping himself onto you and lazily placing soft kisses to your neck with his arms draped around you.
You could just smell the alcohol on him. Out of every night, tonight was the night you definitely didn't expect him to show at yours.
Tonight was a frat party and Satoru never left a frat party. So to see him drunk and at yours door hit you like a double whammy.
"Satoru?" His name came out like a hundred different questions
"missed you.. s'much.." He slurred, refusing to let you go
"All them girls were throwin' themselves at me n gettin' me to take shots with them"
ah. that explains it.
Getting him settled on your bed and after lots of trial and error, you finally managed to softly pry him off of you. You headed to the the kitchen and brought back a glass of water for him which to your surprise, he drank without a question.
You sat next to him and he immediately pulled you under the covers with him and clearly had no intention of letting you go anytime soon.
"'Toru?"
"yeah?"
"How'd you get here? it's far from the frat" You said, softly running your fingers through his hair, remembering how he begged you to anytime he got clingy
"mm, Sugu dropped me 'ere, he said I drank tooo much and I was bein' delusional or sumthin" he muttered, nuzzling into your chest
Suddenly he looked up at you, glassy eyes staring straight at you with the most hopeful look you've ever seen.
"he was sayin he was droppin' me off at my wife's.. that mean u're my wife now right? I told the girl hitting on me that im marriedd tooo youuu" He said the last part in a little sing-song voice with the biggest grin on his face
You looked horrified. You two were keen on keeping things low-key so for him to tell someone was.. you didn't even know what it was, you were just praying that whoever he told that too just thought he was too drunk and talking out his ass.
"Satoru, i'm not your wife. We just hook up" You were trying to knock some sense into him but he clearly was set on one thing.
At your response he squeezed you tighter for a second and whined, he was quite literally behaving like a five year old not getting the toy they wanted.
"I'm marrying you, You're too pretty.. and kind.. and pretty.. and smart, maybe too smart for me. Wait are you gonna leave me if i'm too dumb?" His voice suddenly becoming panicked, still staring at you, awaiting your response.
If there's one thing you knew, the only thing harder to deal with than a drunk Satoru, was an emotional and drunk Satoru. For now, it made sense to just play along with his fantasy for right now and not make him upset.
"I would never, now go to sleep it's 2am and you have a 9am tomorrow
"mm..k" He was somehow half asleep despite being totally awake like half a minute ago.
Turning off the lights, you crawled back in bed next to him, letting you both drift off into sleep while Satoru mumbled something about how great his 'wife' is.
WIP Fratjo
Making myself finish this cuz it’s been rotting in my wips for a month
Guys I don’t know what a floor at a party looks like so I just put sparkly confetti.

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ა ˙˖ in which → fratjo gets jealous seeing you talk to another guy and decides to teach you a lesson ა ˙˖ content: 1.7k wc, semi public sex, car sex, breeding, spanking, gojo is a possessive freak, fingering, quickie, very little plot
Gojo had never felt jealously or insecurity until this very moment, his jaw clenched tightly as he watched you laugh at something some guy said.
He had been waiting for you outside of the STEM building, window down, his fingers tapping against the steering wheel while he played some ad infested game when he heard your laugh.
His head snapped up so fast that his brain spun.
It was the sweetest thing he ever heard until his tongue went sour when he saw you pushing your glasses up and batting your eyes at some scrawny kid in a physics club t-shirt.
The guys hands were flailing and you were nodding, eyes bright with genuine interest. A hot, tight knot of jealousy twisted in Gojo’s gut.
What the fuck? That laugh was reserved for him specifically, so why were you sharing it with someone else?
His hand tightened around the steering wheel. Was this your true type? A guy who could talk string theory and some other shit he couldn't understand instead of shotgunning beers?
Fuck that.
He was out the car and walking up to you in less than a minute, envy seeping with every step. He didn't say a word as he got closer. He just slid a possessive arm around your waist, his large hand splaying flat on your stomach, pulling you back against his chest.
He felt you jump, then relax as you recognized his scent.
"Gojo." You breathed, sinking into his grip.
He ignored you, his gaze fixed on the other guy. “Party’s over, buddy. She’s got a study session with me.”
Gojo's tone was pure ice and without even saying goodbye, your friend scurried away with wide eyes and sweaty palms.
You turn in his arms, a small frown on your face. "That was rude. We were only talking about-"
His blood pumps hotter at the sight of you. You were dressed in your usual black Mary Jane shoes, knee high socks, a skirt and a brown cardigan that kept slipping off your shoulders and revealing that thin top underneath. The 𝓖 necklace he got you sitting pretty against your skin.
Gojo doesn't respond. It was meant to be rude and he wouldn't be apologizing for it. Instead he leans down and presses his lips hungrily against yours, moving to grab a handful of your ass and pulling you against his hardening cock.
You pull away first in an attempt to catch your breath, looking up at him with those puppy eyes that always made his knees pathetically weak.
"You okay?" You blink shyly, titling your head to this side and it sends his heart racing.
"Get in the car."
"What? Are you mad at-"
"Get in the fucking car (name)."
Gojo pulled into the empty lot behind the old gymnasium, a spot nobody used anymore. He killed the engine and turned to you, his cheeks a little red.
“You think I didn’t see you? Laughing at his jokes. Looking at him like he’s your fucking soulmate.” His voice was low, rough.
You scrunch your eyebrows, looking at him like he was an idiot and it only made him madder and his dick harder. Even when he was upset with you he still found you insanely attractive.
Your entire relationship was an anomaly. No one expected the infamous frat boy Satoru Gojo to end up completely whipped over a nerd with glasses almost too big to fit and her face always buried in a book.
But it happened and he would be damned if he let someone else steal you from him.
"It wasn't like that! He just-"
“I’m going to teach you a lesson so you remember exactly who you belong to.” He interrupts, unbuckling his seatbelt and yours then pressing the side button until his seat was pushed all the way back, his long legs stretching.
Your breath hitched, thighs pressing together and the sight only served to make Gojo spiral even more.
"Come sit on my lap, sweet girl."
do i like fratjo x reader or do i js like popular cocky guy x reader…