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suguru’s “are you the strongest because you’re gojo satoru or are you gojo satoru because you’re the strongest?” really hits you when you come to terms with the fact that satoru is nothing but a tool for jujutsu society — even in death. suguru will always be the only one who questioned it, who saw satoru as more than “the strongest sorcerer” because he was his best friend first and foremost :)

geto as a teacher at jujutsu high

I'm gonna

asking jjk men to draw a heart with the tip .

req! crack/suggestive (toji) incl: gojo, megumi, inumaki, toji

mlist! <- IM SORRY THIS IS SHORT ONE since theres 2 pics per chara and i can only have up to 10 <\3 lmk if u enjoyed!!!

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I miss my silly lil Gojo :(

god if there was a book of forbidden spells I wouldn’t even hesitate

still pissed abt how long gojo spent inside the prison realm but never inside of me

think I lost my sanity. | for @junetwentyninth {cr. namuspromised}

Kinktober Day 12: Lactation & Mommy Kink

Word count: 1800 Tags: smut, levi x reader, adult breastfeeding, mommy kink, fem!reader

Some wanted this to include the mommy kink, some did not. For those who prefer without the mommy kink, you can access a lactation-only version here.

Remember! Levi hates art theft.

With six uninterrupted hours of sleep, it made for the longest stretch of time you had gone without breastfeeding. As such, your body’s rhythm had been completely thrown off. Your chest had become swollen with produced milk that it could not release. Tonight, it was not your baby that woke you up and kept you up, it was your own stubborn body.

This pain that you had never felt before was too much to sleep with. There was nothing you wanted more than to get some rest, however, as long as you were blocked, you knew that would not be possible. Right hand tried and failed to alleviate the pressure, quickly telling you, you would not get through this alone. 

Raising a newborn left you both exhausted beyond belief. The moon and the stars were your only light, outlining your husband in a light blue glow. He was the most adorable when he was sleeping: snoring, sighing, turning, dreaming. With him an insomniac, he always went to bed after you and woke up before you. Not only did it leave you with few chances to witness his sleep, it left him with few hours to sleep at all. You felt bad for even thinking to wake him up, but worse was the idea of this agony lasting one more second.

Once your mind was made up, acting on it was not hard. Weak hand flopped on Levi’s back, a few fingers clutched his shoulder blade and shook, “Levi? Levi, honey…”

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