Summary He Never Wanted To Let You Go. Pairing Ex-husband! Gojo Satoru X Jujutsu Sorcerer! F! Reader

summary ↝ he never wanted to let you go. pairing ↝ ex-husband! gojo satoru x jujutsu sorcerer! f! reader word count: 1.3k tw ↝ divorced couple; crying, pet names, oral sex (fem receiving), slightly possessive! gojo, sort-of angst, allusions to praise kink, implied overstimulation author's note ↝ i didn't mean to make this so long but something about divorced satoru makes my heart ache and i needed to explore the idea that he would do anything to get his ex-wife back; might lowkey turn this into a short series idk; also this is unedited af, kinda went on a tangent before the shibuya arc release 😅

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who was love-struck the moment he laid on you in the hallways of Jujutsu Tech. It took him six months to finally work up the nerves to ask you out on a proper date, his cheeks reddened and knuckles tight as he held out a bouquet of your favorite flowers for you to take. He almost cried when you agreed, the sight of your dazzling smile was enough to make his knees go weak.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who showered you with love and gifts whenever you were together. He wasn't afraid to announce his love for you to the world, wanting to show you off photos of you to anyone he came across. Shoko yelled at him to knock it off when he pulled her away from her work just to ramble about how cute you looked in your sorcerer uniform that morning.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who didn't hesitate to buy you an engagement ring after four months of being officially together. He already knew from the moment he had met you that you were going to be his wife. He proposed a few months later after the purchase, going all out with a secluded beach proposal in Chigasaki. He almost cried again when you said 'yes', he felt like the luckiest man in the world.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who kept a blank face when your best friend served him the divorce papers for you after two years of marriage. It felt like he had been stabbed with a knife, his heart tearing into two while he read over the written reasons for the divorce request.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who knew that he prioritized work a lot more since you had gotten married, being gone for weeks at time on missions and rarely interacting with you when he was home. He knew he should have tried harder to show you how much he loved you, show you that everything he did was to protect you.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who signed the divorces paper with a stoic face. He knew that this is what you wanted, you'd be better off without him anyway.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who always made sure to be available whenever you needed him. You found it ironic that he was now putting in effort to mend your relationship after the divorce.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who regularly checked up on you, his excuse was that he just wanted to be friends. But what friend brings you lunch every day knowing that you forgot to do so that morning? That offers to help you build any furniture or take a look at the maintenance of your car because you always forgot to inspect regularly. That sends a food delivery of your favorite soup and snacks when you called out of work with a fever, showing up hours later with flowers and groceries to cook you dinner.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who went livid when he overheard you talking to Shoko about your recent date. He didn't mean to spy, but something about the image of you spending romantic time with another person made his blood boil.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who wasn't surprised when you called him in tears to pick you up. Your date never showed up to the restaurant, leaving you stranded without a single text. You had waited an hour and a half for your date to show up, downing your anxiety with several glasses of red wine. You were still coherent when you called Satoru, but well above the legal limit to drive your car back home. Ironically, Satoru lived just a few blocks away from where your date was supposed to happen.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who didn't hesitate to come to your rescue within minutes of your phone call ending. He reassured you that he didn't mind you staying at his apartment, he'd drop you back off to your car tomorrow morning. You needed your rest, pretty girls like you shouldn't stress over pathetic men like that.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who was eager to shower you with affection when you got back to his place, helping you with gentle hands with removing your heels and wiping away remnants of your make-up with a wet cloth. He pressed a kiss to your forehead as you sat on the edge of the toilet, his blue eyes coaxing out any feelings you still held for him all these months later.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who scooped you up into his arms when you whispered "I miss you", the sound of your weak voice making his cock throb. He kissed away any lingering tears, bringing you to the bedroom that you once shared. His voice was intoxicating, his words of praise and worship tugging at your heart as his skilled fingers pushed up the fabric of your dress.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who looked up at you in search of permission, his lanky fingers hooked onto the elastic band of your underwear. He pulled your panties down slowly when you finally nodded your head, his senses overwhelmed with the familiar scent and sight of your cunt. He pressed gentle kisses to your inner thighs, nipping at the sensitive flesh as his index and middle finger pulled your slicked folds apart.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who whispered sweet praises as he slipped his fingers into you, hooking them in search of that sensitive sweet spot that always made you scream his name. His eyes darkened, locked on the sight of how well you still took his fingers. The sounds of your moans made his head go light, your euphoric cries tugging at both his heart and his cock.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who buried his face between your legs, the flat of his tongue pressed to your clit and lapping away like a starved man. Satoru had always been sloppy when eating you out, the juices of your arousal staining his cheeks and chin before dripping down to form a puddle on the mattress.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO whose words were muffled against the wet of your heat, the vibrations of his voice sending a shiver down your spine. ("That's it, baby, I'm right here.") He was relentless, his fingers drilling into you while his tongue swirled figure-eights around your clit, your head spinning from the intensity. ("Keep saying my name like that, princess, you know I'll always be here to take care of you.")

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who was greedy with you. Who knew when he'd be able to have you like this again, your pretty legs draped over his shoulders and cunt squeezing hard around his fingers. The wet squelching of your sweet sweet cunt was like music to his ears, "Look at how wet you still get for me, princess... Leaving a mess for me to clean up later, eh?"

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who didn't stop when you came around his fingers, your release staining his tongue. He moaned at the taste, eyes rolling back with pleasure from how exquisite you were. He continued to plunge his fingers into you, the sweet sound of your moans urging him to continue. He needed you to cum again, and again, and again, until the hungry little beast within him was satisfied.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who held you close to his chest as you slept peacefully in his arms for the first time in such a painfully long time. He whispered sweet-nothings into your ear while you slept, his heart begging for you to forgive him for how badly he had messed up.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who wanted to apologize first thing in the morning when you finally awoke. He had woken up early to make your favorite breakfast, setting the warm plate down on the nightstand next to you. He was looking at you with so much love, his blue eyes sparkling with tenderness and endearment.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who took your hand in his, pressing soft kisses to the tops of your knuckles but never looking away from you. Satoru apologized for how your relationship ended up, pleading for your forgiveness and proclaiming how much he still loved you and wanted to be with you for the rest of his life.

EX-HUSBAND! GOJO who wept happy tears when you agreed to go out on a date with him again.

Namor relationship imagines

warnings: wakanda forever spoilers(!!), suggestive content, me thirsting

an: omfg i am infatuated with tenoch huerta it's actually not ok but yk, here's some head canons cause there's not enough

he definitely loves each love language but he's such a gift giver

every chance he gets, he's giving you something new, something even more special than the last

he loves when you call his name; K'uk'ulkan

he hears it all the time from his people ofc, but you usually call him by pet names so hearing you say it is like music to his ears

speaking of ears, his are sensitive

he won't admit it but he loves when you kiss and nibble on them

or whisper in them during sex

he loves to drip you in the finest jewelry and nicest shells

he wants everyone who sees you to know you're his

your basically glowing everytime you leave your shared bedroom

you guys also have a matching pair of earrings

he loves when you lay on his chest or he lays on yours

something about hearing each others heart beats makes him feel calm, like knowing you're both alive and in that moment together

that's why also loves holding hands

he loves to pleasure you in every way you can think of but especially during sex

he pays attention to every flinch, ever gasp, and exploits the hell out of it

by the time he's done with 'foreplay' you're already gasping for air (water) with a crooked smile on your face

he loves to flirt and tease

he could be in an important council meeting or something but if he catches your eye he won't hesitate to give you a wink and a sly smile

even though he's seen it a thousand times when you take off your shirt around him he does that wolf whistle to get a giggle out of you

though he knows it's dangerous, he takes you to the surface ever chance he gets to sit under the moonlight with you

he loves how the light makes your skin shine

he loves how you always bury your feet into the sand of the beach

he loves you 

I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖

pairing: gn!reader x nanami kento

“I’ve been thinking,” Nanami says suddenly.

His voice is quiet but it still manages to startle you a little. You look up from the cutting board to glance at him as you give a soft hum to indicate you’re listening.

“I could tell.” You focus back on the matter at hand, the only sound filling the kitchen being that of the knife hitting the wood.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see him place the peeler on the counter and rest his hip on the edge, arms crossed over his chest and head slightly tilted to the side as he examines your face.

“You could?”

“Yeah. You keep doing the… frowning thing,” you mutter, gathering some of the carrot cubes and tossing them in a bowl before continuing with the rest.

“The ‘frowning thing’,” he repeats.

“Yeah,” you say again. “You know, I’ve heard your face might get stuck like that if you keep it up.” Nanami gives a soft laugh accompanied by a shake of his head, and he sighs as his hands move up to interlock behind his neck. “Also, that’s three sighs in a row. So, tell me, Kento. What’s keeping you up at night?”

“You,” he murmurs.

Your hands don’t cease their chopping even when your head snaps up to narrow your eyes at him, a reproachful look on your face.

“Okay, I did not hear any complaints last night when we were—”

“First of all, don’t take your eyes off the knife when you’re using it,” he says just as his hand shoots down to rest on top of yours to stop its movements. “It’s dangerous. And I didn’t mean that, I meant… us. This.” He gestures at the space between your two bodies.

You jut your bottom lip out in a pout Kento thinks is the cutest thing ever, and he has the sudden urge to kiss it away. He doesn’t.

“Is that a bad thing?” you ask, your voice dropping to a whisper right when you feel the anxious knot in your stomach starting to form.

“No,” he says reassuringly. When you still refrain from looking at him, he takes a step closer and takes your chin between his index and thumb to turn your face to him. “Hey, it’s not a bad thing. Quite the opposite.”

“Well, the way you’re saying it is making me think that maybe you want to—”

“Get married?” he interrupts you. Your lips part in surprise and you blink twice, three times while gathering your thoughts. “Because that’s what I was thinking.”

Get married? Kento wants to marry you? It’s a little shocking, to be honest. Despite having dated for years, Kento and you have never talked about the future, really. At least, not that kind of future. Does he mean it? What about everything else? His job?

“You want to get married,” you say, and it comes out as more of a statement than a question.

“Yes. If… that’s what you wan too,” he replies, and there’s a little hesitance on his face.

Nanami’s hand starts to withdraw, and your hand shoots up to clasp his wrist. He looks confused, embarrassed, and a little hurt, all in equal parts. Don’t you want the same? He was pretty sure you did. Did he read everything wrong?

“I want to. God, you have no idea of how much I want to,” you whisper with a nervous laugh. You’re totally not about to cry. Sure, this isn’t a proposal, but it’s really damn close to being one. “But what about… you know?”

“I’m quitting,” he says. Kento’s answer is simple and resolute. He understands he can’t really have both you and his current job, if anything for the sake of your peace of mind. There’s nothing more terrifying than kissing him goodbye without knowing if it’ll be the last time you see him. “I’m done with being a sorcerer. This time for good.”

Sure, being a sorcerer sucked a little less than his previous job, and at least he could help people. If Nanami has to give it up to be with you though; really be with you — he’ll do it in a heartbeat.

“Are you sure?”

He smiles and leans forward to place a tender kiss on your forehead, the warmth of his lips leaving your skin tingling even when they’re not on it anymore.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life. My future is with you.”

You laugh softly, relief flooding your body. You won’t have to worry about his safety ever again. You sigh as you bury your face in the crook of his neck, his arms automatically wrapping around your waist to pull you as close as possible.

“I love you, Nanamin,” you whisper, your warm breath tickling the skin of his neck.

Kento gives a small huff, although a smile eventually makes its way onto his face. He takes a deep breath, instantly relaxing when your scent fills his senses, and his arms tighten around your body a little more.

“I love you, angel.” He pulls back to look at you, then leans down to place a kiss on your lips, then on your cheek, and then on your nose. “I’ll do it after Shibuya. I won’t leave you alone ever again.”

namor def has a breeding kink <3 his kingdom needs an heir and the time has finally come to give them one. he will throughly make sure you’re ready for him, he’ll make you see stars before he even fills you up and when he does he’s so possessive about it, saying “mine mine mine” over and over <333 wants to breed you so bad, he cums inside over and over, fucking his cum back inside you day after day until he’s sure he’s fucked a baby into you <3 he would eat you out after cumming inside <3

20 years later that number has now grown to 3