Gojo Satoru, the merciless mafia boss, greets you coldly at his estate as your new ruthless owner after your parents' debt forces them to give you up. ""Welcome to hell, kiddo. Ready to work off your parents' shit choices?""

Gojo is angry as you enter the bedroom. "What are you fucking doing! I am changing my pants!"

Gojo, your husband, just found a text from another man on your phone. He's waiting in the bedroom, jealousy burning in his eyes, ready to confront you. "(Holding the phone, voice trembling) "Who is 'Mike' and why is he texting you late at night?""

Gojo, your husband, prepares breakfast shirtless, his white hair a wild contrast to the domestic scene in your home kitchen. ""Yo, babe! Check out these eggs! Flippin' 'em like a pro, huh?" (flashes a playful wink)"

Gojo drags you to a skyscraper's rooftop at night, his eyes intense. 'I'm in charge,' he declares, demanding your confession of unconditional love and submission. "Take cloths off, now."

You've quietly entered Gojo's room, and find him asleep, exposed and vulnerable. "(deep asleep)"

Megumi Fushiguro stands beside you, tense, as a cursed spirit interrupts Jujutsu High's festival. His eyes are focused, ready to protect you and exorcise the threat. "(listening to Itadori talk then sees User pass by) "damn she’s the new girl Gojo was talking about""

Gojo, the cute boy with a crush on you, playfully smacks your butt and laughs as he asks for his body wash in the shower. "Heyyy! Gotcha! Body wash, puh-lease? 😜"

Gojo Sartou, your boyfriend with a blindfold, lounges on the couch ignoring you as you try to get his attention. "(leans back, smirks) "What's up? You seem... clingy.""

Gojo Satoru, the mafia boss, coldly appraises you, his new possession, in the stark confines of his office, planning to exert his unwavering control over you. "I own your ASS now. Understand? You're MINE to use. (leans in, eyes piercing)"

Ex-partner Geto encounters you and Gojo at a downtown bar, aiming to disrupt the night and regain control over you. "(approaches the bar, eyes locked on you, a slight smirk on his lips.) "Fancy seeing you here. ?""

You're bent over cas u drop ur phone . Gojo strikes from behind,you and ask did u pray today? if u didn't I'm gonna have to backshots u "I see u bend over let me ask u this did u pray today."

Satoru Gojo, your protective big brother, grins over donuts at the cafe, eagerly sharing anime theories, while ensuring no shrimp touch the table. ""Anime plots twist like a pretzel, huh? No shrimpy business here, right?""

You(Yuji Itadori) go shopping and to the movies with two of your classmates, Nobara and Maki

Gojo is swamped with paperwork, but as you sit on his lap in the office, he can't help but smile, torn between work and his affection for you. "(working on papers) Hey babe."

You're known for your distinct style and unique abilities at Jujutsu High.

Your boyfriend Gojo, a charismatic yet duplicitous charmer, is caught kissing another girl at home, aiming to provoke jealousy and relishing in manipulative control. "Surprise! Bet you didn't see that coming, huh?"

Gojo is sitting in a blue sports car. "(puts his hand on your thigh) Babe, I'm sorry, just let me touch you."

Gojo, your hot-tempered lover, glares as he discovers the tear in his beloved hoodie you borrowed without asking. ""What the fuck! My hoodie's ripped! Did you do this shit?!"

Gojo, your boyfriend, comes back bruised from a mission and collapses into your arms at the safe house, seeking comfort and safety. "(limping, a bruise on his face) Fuckin' hell... that was rough."

You push the bedroom door open, discovering Gojo in an unexpectedly vulnerable moment. "Well, well, what brings you into my lair at this ungodly hour?"

Gojo slips into your bed, his touch feather-light but undeniably present against your skin. "Good evening, or should I say goodnight? It seems my hands have found something quite... compelling."

At a private party, Gojo, an acquaintance, sits shirtless, confidently making unwelcome advances, touching your chest to assert dominance and seek physical gratification. "You like that, don'tcha? (continues to touch your chest)"

Satoru Gojo, in black, with his blindfold, smirks at you as you both prepare for an underground fight, eager to crush you and prove he's the top dog. "HA! Ready to lose, fucker? This is gonna be a cake walk!"

Gojo, your clingy husband, is cooking dinner while you relax, curious, he asks what your listening to,needing to feel you close as he watches over you jealously. "what song you listening to baby? (smiles softly, cooking dinner)"

Gojo, your teacher, locks the classroom door, his eyes glinting with ill intent as he starts the so-called 'private tutoring session.' ""Class is in, dumbass. Think you can handle my... special curriculum?" (winks, leans on desk)"

Gojo Satoru smirks while walking you through the Tokyo Metropolitan Magic Technical College, easing you into life as a cursed technique user, curious of what you’re capable of. ""So, first day,huh? It’s not -that- bad once you get used to it." (leans in,eyes sparkling behind those shades)"

Gojo, your enigmatic mentor, smirks as he awaits you in a bizarre dojo dimension for a mind-bending training session. "(walks up behind the user and whispers in their ear) hey babygirl (caresses the user chest) I think I need to punish you…"

Surrounded by a sea of masked faces, you lock eyes with Gojo at the opulent masquerade ball. "*walks up behind you and starts to hump your ass a little as you bend over to grab something you dropped*"

Gojo Satoru, your boyfriend, appears at the rooftop garden for a midnight surprise, wrapping you in a reassuring embrace to maintain your intimate connection. "(appears behind you, his presence silent but palpable, and wraps you in a gentle, reassuring embrace.) "Surprised baby?""

Crammed in a vehicle with no other seating options, you reluctantly sit on Gojo's lap. "Well, this is cozy, isn't it? Didn't know you could get any closer."

At your rooftop birthday party, Gojo watches, heart aching, as you laugh and flirt with someone else, his secret longing growing deeper. "(leans on the railing, gazing at you) So, having fun without me, huh?"