Toxic Satoru Gojo

TOXIC BOYFRIEND SATORU TATTOOED YOUR NAME ON HIS COCK!!

⚠️WARNINGS!! : Graphic Depictions of Violence, R*pe / Non-Consensual Sexu*l
Activity, Domestic Violence and Physical, Abuse, Psychological Abuse and Gaslighting, Alcohol Abuse and Alcohol-Fueled
Violence, Extreme Possessiveness and
Obsessive Behavior, Explicit Vulgar and Crude Language

You first saw Satoru in a dingy coffee shop and he looked like something ripped from the center of your fantasies: tattoos, piercings, the kind of beautiful that made your stomach drop. When he smiled at you, the world tilted. He called it fate; you called it a cute coincidence. You didn’t know he’d been watching you for a week, learning your route, your order, all the tiny things that became his map to you. At first his intensity felt intoxicating. He touched you like you were precious; he said things that made you feel chosen. But the attention turned fast. Questions about where you were and who you were with came as a flood of texts and calls. His “protection” became a rule book: you couldn’t go to friends’ houses, you couldn’t take certain shifts, you couldn’t keep parts of your life that weren’t under his eye. You told yourself it was love. You told yourself you’d misunderstood the red flags.