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hii so i probably wonโt post for abouttt a week cuz im at this internship at yale and the schedule is incredibly busy, the dorms have no ac and weโre constantly walking around with little to no breaks ๐
im just so used to frequent posts so it feels weird going a whole week with nothing
the second you walked into your favorite cafรฉ, something felt... off.
the cashier looked up from the register and immediately sighed.
"...he's with you, isn't he?"
you frowned.
"who?"
instead of answering, she silently pointed behind the counter.
taped to the wall, right next to the employee schedule, was a laminated picture of your boyfriend.
๐ซ banned ๐ซ
you blinked.
"..."
"..."
"...why is toji on your wall?"
before the cashier could answer, the front door chimed.
speak of the devil.
toji walked in with one hand in his pocket and glanced around the cafรฉ before spotting you.
"hey."
you pointed at the sign.
"...care to explain?"
he looked at it.
"..."
"...that's still up?"
you slowly turned your head toward him. "still?"
he rubbed the back of his neck. "thought they'd have taken it down by now."
"toji."
"what?"
"what did you do?"
the cashier raised her hand. "would you like the short version or the long version?"
you didn't even hesitate. "the long one."
toji sighed. "...seriously?"
"you've clearly earned it."
the cashier smiled. "it started about three months ago. he came in every morning and ordered the exact same thing."
"large black coffee," toji muttered.
"correct."
"okay...?"
"the problem wasn't the coffee."
"then what was it?"
the cashier looked directly at toji. "he kept reaching over the counter to grab his own lid."
toji blinked. "they're right there."
"...because employees are supposed to hand them to customers."
"that seems inefficient."
you let out a small scoff, bringing a hand up to your forehead. "toji."
"what?"
"after we asked him to stop..."
the cashier reached under the register and pulled out a laminated sheet.
it read:
please do not reach behind the counter.
you stared.
"...you made a sign because of him?"
"we had to."
toji looked offended. "one sign."
the cashier looked at you. "and he ignored it!"
"ohโฆ." you said, trying not to laugh. "that's not ban-worthy."
"oh, we're not done."
you covered your face. "there's more?"
the cashier nodded.
"a customer asked if he worked here."
you looked at toji.
"..."
"...don't."
"toji."
"..."
"...i said yes."
"WHY?"
"they already started asking me questions."
"you could've said you didn't work here."
"felt rude."
the cashier jumped in. "he spent ten minutes helping people find things."
you tilted your head, furrowing your brows in slight confusion. "but that's... nice?"
"he was confidently wrong."
toji frowned.
"i wasn't that wrong."
"you sent someone looking for oat milk in the pet food aisle."
"..."
"...close enough."
"toji!"
by this point, you were crying laughing.
he looked at you.
"you're supposed to be on my side."
"i'm trying."
"you're failing."
"i know."
the cashier wasn't finished.
"then came the sugar packets."
toji immediately looked away.
"..."
you didnโt even bother to hide your amused expression at this point. "how many?"
"guess."
"ten?"
"..."
"twenty?"
"..."
"...toji."
"they're free."
"HOW MANY?"
"...thirty."
the cashier coughed.
"thirty-eight."
"same difference."
"that's an entire box!"
"i was gonna use them."
"for what?"
he shrugged.
"coffee."
"for the next six months?"
"inflation."
you stared at him.
"you don't even put sugar in your coffee."
"..."
"it was for you ."
the cashier laughed.
"after that, the manager decided enough was enough."
she pointed to the picture again.
"so now..."
๐ซ do not serve until supervised by girlfriend ๐ซ
you blinked.
"...wait."
you walked closer.
"...that's what it says?"
toji looked at the sign.
"..."
"...they changed it."
the cashier smiled proudly.
"last week."
"why?"
she looked at you.
"because every time he comes in with you..."
she gestured toward toji.
"...he behaves."
you slowly turned to your boyfriend.
"am i basically your parole officer?"
"looks like it."
you laughed so hard you had to grab the counter for support. "i cannot believe this."
toji looked genuinely confused. "i still think they're overreacting."
the cashier slid your usual drink onto the counter. "watch this."
she looked at toji. "would you like any sugar?"
toji opened his mouth.
you gave him a look.
"..."
"...no."
"napkins?"
he glanced at you again.
"...one."
the cashier smiled.
"see?"
you shook your head.
"he's house-trained."
"barely," she replied.
toji sighed dramatically.
"you all act like i'm some kind of menace."
at that exact moment, he absentmindedly reached behind the counter to grab a straw.
three employees shouted in unison.
"STOP?!"
he froze.
"...right."
slowly, he put the straw back.
"...old habits."
you buried your face in his shoulder, laughing so hard you could barely breathe.
toji looked down at you, a tiny smile tugging at his lips.
"...my bad."
"no," you sighed.
"absolutely not."
he leaned down just enough for only you to hear.
"...you're still buying me a cinnamon roll though, right?"
you looked up at him.
"after everything i just learned?"
"especially after everything you just learned."
you sighed even louder.
"...fine."
a grin spread across his face.
the cashier groaned. "great, now he's rewarded."
toji took your hand as the two of you walked toward the pickup counter.
"...see?"
he said.
"being banned isn't so bad."
you looked at him.
"you're unbelievable."
"yeah."
he squeezed your hand.
"...but you still like me."
"...unfortunately."
"good enough."
errr this was kinda buns but itโs been sitting in the drafts for a while and im sick of looking at it. also i cant decide if i want to write a gojo one shot orrr someone else
you were in your apartment humming softly while you were at the stove. suddenly, your door opens. you look over your shoulder to see enjin, your boyfriend.
"baby! those trash beasts are no joke!" he groans as he makes his way over to you.
"enjinโฆ what are you doing here?" you forgot he finally got a spare key to your place. "what happened? are you alrightโ"
"what, you didnt want to see me?" he smirks and he slides his strong arms around your waist, holding you from behind. "and dont you worry your pretty little head about me."
you blush softly. "its just a surprise."
"a pleasant one, i hope?" he starts to nuzzle your neck gently. his breath is warm and makes you shiver.
"hey! im busy!" you say, trying not to give in.
"but i cant resist youโฆ not when youre looking beautiful like this, baby girl." his voice is low and deep. he continues to nuzzle you, and his lips caress you. he lifts his head to take a sniff. "are you making pasta?"
you nod and smile, trying to keep your composure. "uh huhโฆ you like chicken alfredo, right?"
"oh, babyโฆ ill eat anything you serve me." he whispers suggestively. he nibbles your earlobe teasingly.
"enjinโฆ whats that supposed to mean?" you say, snickering.
"oh, i think you know exactly what that means."
he kisses up your neck and to the side of your face, then he tickles your side, making you a giggly mess.
"mmm, stop it!" you squeak.
he chuckles and he pauses his tickling. you smile and you finally turn around to see his faceโhes smiling back at you like youre his world. he leans down to give you a gentle kiss.
"i missed you, sweetheart." he stands up straight and puts a hand on the back of your head, pulling you into his chest.
note: hello! this is my very first fanfic work! i hope this reaches the right audienceโฆ i wanted to start out with something light and fluffy. just recently finished gachiakuta and absolutely loved it!! <3 please enjoy.
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gojo, toji, geto, nanami, higuruma, choso, megumi, and sukuna.
satoru gojo
toji fushiguro
suguru geto
kento namami
hiromi higuruma
choso kamo
megumi fushiguro
ryomen sukuna
bro i SWEARRR yuji was apart of this but my phone decided to be a fricking idiot and made the messages mess up. and i did yuji right before sukunaโs so donโt mind a couple of wonky stuff ๐ฅบ๐ฅบ also the backstory behind this picture is this text
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the second you walked into your favorite cafรฉ, something felt... off.
the cashier looked up from the register and immediately sighed.
"...he's with you, isn't he?"
you frowned.
"who?"
instead of answering, she silently pointed behind the counter.
taped to the wall, right next to the employee schedule, was a laminated picture of your boyfriend.
๐ซ banned ๐ซ
you blinked.
"..."
"..."
"...why is toji on your wall?"
before the cashier could answer, the front door chimed.
speak of the devil.
toji walked in with one hand in his pocket and glanced around the cafรฉ before spotting you.
"hey."
you pointed at the sign.
"...care to explain?"
he looked at it.
"..."
"...that's still up?"
you slowly turned your head toward him. "still?"
he rubbed the back of his neck. "thought they'd have taken it down by now."
"toji."
"what?"
"what did you do?"
the cashier raised her hand. "would you like the short version or the long version?"
you didn't even hesitate. "the long one."
toji sighed. "...seriously?"
"you've clearly earned it."
the cashier smiled. "it started about three months ago. he came in every morning and ordered the exact same thing."
"large black coffee," toji muttered.
"correct."
"okay...?"
"the problem wasn't the coffee."
"then what was it?"
the cashier looked directly at toji. "he kept reaching over the counter to grab his own lid."
toji blinked. "they're right there."
"...because employees are supposed to hand them to customers."
"that seems inefficient."
you let out a small scoff, bringing a hand up to your forehead. "toji."
"what?"
"after we asked him to stop..."
the cashier reached under the register and pulled out a laminated sheet.
it read:
please do not reach behind the counter.
you stared.
"...you made a sign because of him?"
"we had to."
toji looked offended. "one sign."
the cashier looked at you. "and he ignored it!"
"ohโฆ." you said, trying not to laugh. "that's not ban-worthy."
"oh, we're not done."
you covered your face. "there's more?"
the cashier nodded.
"a customer asked if he worked here."
you looked at toji.
"..."
"...don't."
"toji."
"..."
"...i said yes."
"WHY?"
"they already started asking me questions."
"you could've said you didn't work here."
"felt rude."
the cashier jumped in. "he spent ten minutes helping people find things."
you tilted your head, furrowing your brows in slight confusion. "but that's... nice?"
"he was confidently wrong."
toji frowned.
"i wasn't that wrong."
"you sent someone looking for oat milk in the pet food aisle."
"..."
"...close enough."
"toji!"
by this point, you were crying laughing.
he looked at you.
"you're supposed to be on my side."
"i'm trying."
"you're failing."
"i know."
the cashier wasn't finished.
"then came the sugar packets."
toji immediately looked away.
"..."
you didnโt even bother to hide your amused expression at this point. "how many?"
"guess."
"ten?"
"..."
"twenty?"
"..."
"...toji."
"they're free."
"HOW MANY?"
"...thirty."
the cashier coughed.
"thirty-eight."
"same difference."
"that's an entire box!"
"i was gonna use them."
"for what?"
he shrugged.
"coffee."
"for the next six months?"
"inflation."
you stared at him.
"you don't even put sugar in your coffee."
"..."
"it was for you ."
the cashier laughed.
"after that, the manager decided enough was enough."
she pointed to the picture again.
"so now..."
๐ซ do not serve until supervised by girlfriend ๐ซ
you blinked.
"...wait."
you walked closer.
"...that's what it says?"
toji looked at the sign.
"..."
"...they changed it."
the cashier smiled proudly.
"last week."
"why?"
she looked at you.
"because every time he comes in with you..."
she gestured toward toji.
"...he behaves."
you slowly turned to your boyfriend.
"am i basically your parole officer?"
"looks like it."
you laughed so hard you had to grab the counter for support. "i cannot believe this."
toji looked genuinely confused. "i still think they're overreacting."
the cashier slid your usual drink onto the counter. "watch this."
she looked at toji. "would you like any sugar?"
toji opened his mouth.
you gave him a look.
"..."
"...no."
"napkins?"
he glanced at you again.
"...one."
the cashier smiled.
"see?"
you shook your head.
"he's house-trained."
"barely," she replied.
toji sighed dramatically.
"you all act like i'm some kind of menace."
at that exact moment, he absentmindedly reached behind the counter to grab a straw.
three employees shouted in unison.
"STOP?!"
he froze.
"...right."
slowly, he put the straw back.
"...old habits."
you buried your face in his shoulder, laughing so hard you could barely breathe.
toji looked down at you, a tiny smile tugging at his lips.
"...my bad."
"no," you sighed.
"absolutely not."
he leaned down just enough for only you to hear.
"...you're still buying me a cinnamon roll though, right?"
you looked up at him.
"after everything i just learned?"
"especially after everything you just learned."
you sighed even louder.
"...fine."
a grin spread across his face.
the cashier groaned. "great, now he's rewarded."
toji took your hand as the two of you walked toward the pickup counter.
"...see?"
he said.
"being banned isn't so bad."
you looked at him.
"you're unbelievable."
"yeah."
he squeezed your hand.
"...but you still like me."
"...unfortunately."
"good enough."
errr this was kinda buns but itโs been sitting in the drafts for a while and im sick of looking at it. also i cant decide if i want to write a gojo one shot orrr someone else
gojo satoru who is physically incapable of walking past his family without kissing them.
gojo is 100% the type of husband who kisses you every single time he passes by. it doesn't matter if you're cooking, folding laundry, reading on the couch, or half asleep. if he walks by? you're getting a kiss.
at first, you'd be in the middle of talking and suddenlyโ
"mhm."ย kiss.
"...satoru, were you even listening?"
"absolutely not."
eventually you stop questioning it. he'll lean over the back of the couch just to steal a forehead kiss before disappearing into another room like nothing happened.
your daughter catches onย fast.
she's tiny, barely able to reach his knees, but now every time he walks by, she lifts her little arms dramatically and goes,
"kiss?"
and gojo melts. every. single. time.
he'll scoop her up with one arm, pepper her cheeks with exaggerated kisses until she's giggling so hard she can barely breathe, then set her back down before giving you one too.
"can't leave my girls unkissed."
if he comes home after a mission, the first thing he does isn't take off his shoes.
he finds you.
one long kiss on your lips.
then he immediately crouches down and opens his arms.
your daughter practically launches herself into him, squealing while he buries his face in her hair, covering her forehead, cheeks, and nose with kisses.
"missed you both."
if either of you are having a bad day, the kisses somehow multiply.
"doctor's orders," he'll say with a completely straight face.
"you're not a doctor."
"...strongest sorcerer's orders?"
your daughter starts copying him.
one day you're washing dishes when you suddenly feel the tiniest little kiss pressed against your arm.
you look down.
she's grinning proudly.
"daddy says kisses make people happy."
cue gojo standing in the doorway, looking far too pleased with himself.
"see? i'm raising her right."
bedtime is the longest part of the day because neither of you can escape his "goodnight routine."
forehead kiss.
nose kiss.
cheek kiss.
one on your hand because "it looked lonely."
then he repeats the entire routine with your daughter until she's laughing into her pillow.
every single morning starts exactly the same.
your daughter climbs into your shared bed.
gojo pretends to stay asleep until she crawls onto his chest.
thenโ"attack!"
endless kisses.
she shrieks with laughter.
you get dragged into it thirty seconds later.
somehow, despite being the strongest sorcerer alive, his favorite thing in the entire world is hearing his wife and daughter laugh because of something as simple as a kiss.
if anyone asks him why he's always kissing the two of you, he just shrugs."life's too short."then he looks over at you and your daughter with the softest smile."so i'm making sure they never forget how loved they are."
i told u guys i had something coming ๐! i knowww this wasnt much but i didnt wanna just diseappar foreverrrr. im gonna try to start writing actual stories soon!
he wasnโt the type to say sweet things just because he could. he didnโt send paragraphs about how much he missed someone. he wasnโt the kind of person who openly admitted when he cared.
toji showed things.
that was just how he was.
he fixed things before you noticed they were broken.
he remembered the little things you mentioned once and pretended he didnโt.
he made sure you got home safely without making a big deal out of it.
and somehow, you became the person who noticed every single one.
โyou know youโre terrible at pretending you donโt care, right?โ
toji looked up from the couch.
โi donโt know what youโre talking about.โ
you raised an eyebrow.
โyou drove thirty minutes because i said i was craving something from a restaurant near your place.โ
โi was already out.โ
โyou were wearing sweatpants.โ
a pause.
โcomfortable clothes.โ
you laughed.
and toji immediately looked away.
not because he was annoyed.
because he liked hearing you laugh more than he wanted to admit.
toji didnโt understand how you did it.
how you could walk into a room and make it feel warmer.
how you could talk for hours about things you loved and somehow make him interested.
how you could look at himโthe same man everyone else kept their distance fromโand never once look afraid.
you never treated him like he was dangerous.
you treated him like he was human.
and that was something toji wasnโt used to.
โyouโre staring.โ
toji blinked.
you were sitting beside him, a blanket pulled over your lap as you watched tv.
โam not.โ
โyou are.โ
โyouโre annoying.โ
โthatโs not a denial.โ
he sighed.
โyou always do that?โ
โdo what?โ
โmake people admit things.โ
you smiled.
โonly when i know iโm right.โ
toji shook his head.
but there was the smallest hint of a smile on his face.
the funny thing was, everyone expected you to be intimidated by him.
toji had a reputation.
he was rough.
quiet.
a little intimidating.
but you knew the truth.
you knew the man who quietly bought your favorite snacks because he noticed you were running low.
you knew the man who pretended he hated cuddling but never moved away when you leaned against him.
you knew the man who would complain the entire time while still doing anything you asked.
โyouโre spoiled,โ toji muttered one night.
you looked up from your phone.
โexcuse me?โ
โyou heard me.โ
โhow am i spoiled?โ
โbecause you know iโll do anything for you.โ
you smiled.
โand youโre complaining?โ
โyes.โ
โwhile proving my point?โ
he went quiet.
you laughed.
โexactly.โ
toji never thought he would have this.
something simple.
something peaceful.
a place where he didnโt have to be the strongest person in the room.
a person who didnโt expect him to be anything other than himself.
one night, you were getting ready for bed when you noticed him watching you.
โwhat?โ
โnothing.โ
โtoji.โ
he sighed.
โyou always ask too many questions.โ
โand you never answer them.โ
a moment passed.
then he reached for your hand.
โi just like this.โ
you softened.
โlike what?โ
he looked around the room.
at the life you had built together.
โthis.โ
it was a simple answer.
but coming from toji, it meant everything.
because toji fushiguro had spent most of his life believing he didnโt need anyone.
then you came along.
and somehow, the man who never stayed anywhere found the one place he wanted to return to.
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