#jujutsu kaisen yuuji

Maid Itadori Yuuji ❤️

Realistic Yuji

They so would

He missed yuuji

(Hope the doll makes him feel better)

THE DANGEROUS FIREBALL BOY >> sukunas vessel

Gojo Satoru x Reader, fluff

“Kids, this is my wife.” He gestures at you flamboyantly before stepping inside to give you a peck on the cheek. “Wife, these are my kids.”

He continues to point at each of them, “This is Megumi, Nobara and Yuuji.” He then turned to you again and smiled softly. “First years, this is Mrs. Gojo.”

The trio exchanged baffled expressions but bowed in greeting nonetheless. Their eyes wildly flicker at each other, their sensei and well, at you. You offer them a small smile, raising your hand to wave. “Hello, I’m Y/n.” you greet. “Please, come in." 

"What the hell? Gojo-sensei is actually married??” Nobara hisses under her breath as they take off their shoes by the entrance, eyeing you as you go to grab some house slippers for them.

“Don’t look at me, I’m as surprised as you two are.” Fushiguro whispers back carefully, even flashing you a thin lipped smile when your gazes meet as you hand him his slippers. 

“I never met her before.” He murmurs, also watching you curiously as you walk to the kitchen to help their teacher unpack the food he brought home. 

“He does mention a "partner” from time to time but I didn’t think for a second that he meant a wife.“ Fushiguro shrugs. "I mean, look at him.” Fushiguro makes a face then jerks his head at Gojo who was doing a little happy dance after eating a mochi he bought from their most recent trip.

“Yeah, I love Gojo-sensei and all, but I’m honestly surprised someone agreed to marry him.” Itadori snickers, causing the other two to crack a grin. 

“I heard that!” Satoru suddenly yells from the kitchen counter making you jump. God, he’s been away so long that you had forgotten how loud he gets.

Over dinner, you couldn’t help but notice how your husband’s students keep glancing at you. You return their nervous smiles until Satoru speaks up. “Is it that hard to believe thatI have a wife?" 

”Yes.“ 

The three answered in a heartbeat, making you choke on air, desperately trying not to laugh aloud at their bluntness. Satoru looks somewhere between annoyed and amused as he rolls his eyes. 

"Were you forced to marry him??” Nobara asks you directly and you see Fushiguro elbow her in shame. 

“Well,” you glance at your husband whose cheeks is now tinted a faint shade of pink. “Sort of. Our marriage is arranged. For progeny purposes. But we both wanted it-” You say honestly and then blinked down at your plate, grinning. “-eventually.”

“Called it!” Itadori hollers, opening his palm at Nobara who huffs before digging on her uniform for her wallet to hand him a fifty. 

“You ungrateful brats made a bet about my marriage??” Satoru asks incredulously. 

“I’ll have you training with cursed objects tomorrow from dawn to midnight.”

“Ah! I knew it! Light is best appreciated in the flesh! A cursed spirit’s flesh is no fun! Where are the people?! The women?!”