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eren :^)))

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i love the implication that whenever they don’t understand something they simply go to armin and force him to educate them

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School is eating my time

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Oh wow 😭🥹

happy halloween

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𝓔𝓻𝓮𝓷 𝓙𝓪𝓮𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 ♡

SFW/NSFW

This is for the lovely anon that asked me for Eren headcanons a while back. ♡

A/N: This is just MY interpretation of how I think Eren would be in a modern au.

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➻ Y'all know them dudes that be wearing hoodies even though it's hot asf outside? Yeah, that's Eren.

➻ I don't think Eren is the cool, popular, outgoing type. I think he's chill, kinda too himself, small close friend group, doesn't like to pretend or fake nothing.

➻ Eren isn't shy. He's just not the most talkative person to people he don't know like that.

➻ He 100% sits with his hoodie/sweatshirt over his mouth.

➻ Eren wears his hair up 95% of the time. He refuses to cut it because he likes it long even though he hardly wears it down because "it gets hot or it gets on his nerves".

➻ Eren isn't some kind of fashion guy. He prefers comfort over fancy clothes. He would dress nice for a date though.

➻ He loves when you buy heels or sneakers that match his.

➻ Eren can eat a lot of food in one sitting, and even though he doesn't work out as often as he'd like, he always somehow manages to stay in shape.

➻ He's actually a pretty good cook.

➻ He's a clean guy. I won't say he LIKES to clean, but obviously, he's not gonna live somewhere like a pig.

➻ Eren takes care of his hygiene, and he smells really good.

➻ Speaking of which, when you borrow his hoodie, he makes sure he sprays it with that cologne you always compliment.

➻ His love language is words or affirmation and physical touch, even if it's something subtle.

➻ Eren has a smart ass mouth. It'll definitely start problems if you also got a smart ass mouth.

➻ Eren is VERY sarcastic, and sometimes he be playing at the wrong time.

➻ He doesn't have a problem saying I'm sorry though. Most of the time.

➻ I don't think Eren is one to talk too much about his feelings, but if it's something really bothering him, he will.

➻ Eren is the kind of boyfriend that's quite literally always looking at you and admiring you, but if you catch him, he'll be like, "I just looked at you." Like he ain't been looking at you for 5 minutes.

➻ He loves music (I'm unsure of what kind he'd listen to, but I slick feel like he'd like certain rap music).

➻ He also loves to play the game either by himself or with his friends.

➻ Eren handles his liquor very well and is more of the chill, quiet type when he's drunk.

➻ He's very funny, and he honestly doesn't even try to be.

➻ Eren doesn't like sweets like that.

➻ I also think he's a bit of a picky eater but not super picky.

➻ Eren never minds paying on your dates, but if you two have been together for a while and you want to pay, he'd be cool about it.

➻ Eren can play the guitar, and he taught himself when he was a teenager.

➻ I don't think he'd be super athletic or into sports much at all for that matter.

➻ I do feel like he'd be super into cars for some reason he'd even know how to fix stuff on them.

➻ I could see Eren going to college for something like engineering or physics.

➻ Eren is actually very smart, but he does procrastinate sometimes.

➻ He can be pretty impulsive at times.

➻ Honestly, I feel like he has a potty mouth.

I could honestly probably go on forever, but..

𝓝𝓼𝓯𝔀

➻ Eren is the quiet but freaky type.

➻ His favorite position is missionary. He likes when you both can look into each other's eyes while he fucks you.

➻ He also likes to hold your hands while he fucks you.

➻ He leans in, his lips brushing along your neck, taking in the way you smell before he mutters near your ear "You feel so fucking good."

➻ Eren will eat you out over your panties just to make you whine and beg for him to let you take them off.

He pushes your thighs up, spreading you open for him before his hot tongue drags over your covered cunt, soaking the panties causing them to become warm over your pussy.

He likes knowing you can feel him but not enough.

"Please.. Eren.."

He'd plant a kiss on your panties, his hand dragging over the wet center.

"Please, what? Want me to take them off?"

He'd ask softly, his mouth hovering just above your cunt, warmth from his breath sending chills down your body as he speaks.

Eventually, he'd cave, but not even just because you're begging, he just REALLY loves to eat pussy.

➻ Eren is the kinda man that eats pussy more because he enjoys it. He's a messy eater, too. Having to tie his hair back if it's down so he can really get into it.

➻ I'm talking bout slurping, sucking, fucking you with his tongue, moaning into your pussy.

➻ Eren's really down to try anything you want, but I don't think he'd be into butt stuff.

➻ I think his dick is probably like 7-7 1/2 inches with like a good girth. It's a little darker than the rest of him, but the tip flushes a subtle pink when he's hard.

➻ Eren likes to cum on your thighs, stomach, or titties.

➻ Eren prefers slow and deep sex most of the time. He likes to watch every second of your pussy swallowing his dick, he wants to feel your slick covering him with every millimeter that drags in and out of you.

➻ I think Eren is the type to grunt, groan, and swear under his breath more than he moans.

➻ Eren's into breath play. He likes feeling your walls clenching around him when his fingers press into the side of your neck.

➻ Eren loves getting head just as much as he loves eating pussy.

➻ He's a head pusher. Sorry, not sorry.

➻ He, of course, wouldn't do it if you didn't like it, but he can't deny that he loves hearing you gag and sniffle, seeing your eyes water while you look up at him.

➻ Eren loves mutual masturbation.

➻ He'd sit a chair to sit in front of the bed, seeing you laid out, spread open as your fingers sink into your hole, dragging out covered in your slick before you rub your clit.

"Fuck, that's hot.. keep going.."

He'd groan as his hand, adorned by his rings, pumps his cock while he leans back in the chair, legs spread apart wide.

"Faster.. lemme see you squirt.." His voice comes out in a deep, soft breath, his thumb brushing over the sensitive head of his leaking dick, his other hand caressing his balls, adding even more pleasure as he watches you play with yourself.

When you squirt, he'd finally stand, looking at the mess you made.

"Shit.. sit up.. give it to me.."

When you sit up, you lift your hand that covered in your juices, cream around your fingers and he grabs your wrist, licking and sucking your hand clean while he continues jacking his dick, his cum shooting out onto your chest and belly when he continues sucking your fingers, moaning around the digits as his eyebrows furrow.

➻ Eren will help you clean up, choosing to change the sheets immediately before he asks you if you want to go get food together.

➻ Eren always always always wants to eat after fucking.

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౨ৎ warnings … overstim, dirty talk, oral (fem receiving)

“o-okay eren” you whimper into your pink silk sheets. you struggle to free your wrists from eren’s hold, one of his hands pressing them into your back.

you’re laying face down ass up on the bed, eren kneeling behind you. you can barley focus on your words as you feel eren licking and sucking you everywhere. he’s being so messy, smacks feeling the room along with your cries. “okay ren, m’done” you sigh, eyes rolling into the back of your head. eren hums against your drooling cunt, sending vibrations through your body.

he continues to ignore you, stuffing your tight hole with his wet tongue, thrusting as fast as he can. “p..please i wan’ break!” your hands grip onto the mattress, trying so desperately to crawl away from the sweet torture.

you hear eren hum, gripping your hips with both hands to pull you back to him. he pulls away from your hole with a pop, leaning back to look at the mess you made. “why you running away from me, baby?” eren hums.

your hole clenched around nothing, pushing out more and more of your wetness. eren leans over your body, one of his hands rubbing up and down your back. “let me see your face” he coos, his middle finger slipping inside of your pussy. with a huff you turn your face to face eren.

he lets out a giggle at your face, your eyes are all watery and your lips are swollen. one of your lashes is also hanging down. he curls his middle finger upwards, ejecting a moan from you. “you always take it so good baby. aren’t ya so proud of yourself, hmm?” he slides in another finger, watching your facial expressions.

you whimper and clench tightly around eren’s fingers. “…cum again” you murmur out weakly. eren’s heart clenches. his little baby all fucked you, you can barley speak. “i knowww i can feel you” eren giggles to himself again. “such a good girl, taking it all” eren talks you into an even deeper headspace. all you want is him, even closer. all you can think is eren eren eren eren

without warning, your legs shake and eyes roll back. “ohhh fuckkk you’re cumming so much” eren leans back to watch you release. you squirt wetness all over his arm and onto the bedsheets. you whimper and tuck your head even deeper into the mattress.

“ good fucking girl” eren drags his fingers down your wet cunt, rubbing his thumb on your clit before leaving a hard slap on your ass. you don’t get a chance to register eren’s words before you fall into a deep slumber

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“her lovely hazel eyes”

“her breasts and perky rosy, pink nipples”

“for her petite physique”

Well damn , give her a name and we’re good to go 💀 the reader having a backstory , yeah no problem it’s cool but why do you have to describe the physical traits ? Just make an OC

Back story + physical description = OC

Back story + no physical description = reader insert

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Stepbro!eren kicking your foot under the family dinner table right after fucking you senselessly on it the night before <3 memories of him bending you over and splitting your cunt open on his cock cloud your mind, his strong hands on your hips, keeping his grunts low due to your parents being asleep in the room next to you. But opposites attract, and you can’t seem to stay quiet.

“Shut up, sis. You’ll get us caught.” this time you moan even louder, then he realizes something. “Oh,” he says with a smirk “That’s what you want, right? You want mommy and daddy to walk in on your big brother fucking you, huh? ‘s that it?” Eren teases as he keeps pounding you from behind, wet sounds from where you two were connected echoed throughout the house— the occasional moans here and there accessorising it perfectly. “Didn’t know my little sister was such a fuckin’ whore.” he was so mean :( but his cock was stretching you too good for you to argue back. Besides, you were lucky you had thick walls or you would’ve been in deep shit.

Fortunately— or well, unfortunately, no one got caught that night. But God did it excite Eren. I mean, the boys been tormenting you everyday since! From fucking you on your squeaky bed frame and later when your parents ask about all the noise he tells them you’ve just been jumping on the bed, with a boyish grin and his signature lip bite. All the way to fucking your mouth with a vanilla ice cream bar in the kitchen while they were watching a movie in the distance. Eren truly was a menace. Face of a God, born in hell.

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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫

pairing: stepbro!eren jaeger x f!reader

content warnings: smut (17+), pseudo incest, stepcest, dubcon, vague description of virginity loss, degradation, dumbification, unprotected sex, choking, creampie, no aftercare

word count: 2.3k

notes: head empty just meanie stepbro!eren coming back home from college for summer break. reader is aged 18 in this, slight armin x reader

“honey, i’m getting married again,” your mother’s voice rang through your ears. at only four years old, you didn’t quite understand the weight of the situation yet.

her boyfriend had come by your house quite often, and he made a lot of efforts to try and get comfortable with you. it didn’t help that he looked rather intimidating, but once he mentioned that he had a son around your age, your interest piqued.

the wedding ceremony happened many months later, and that was the first time you caught sight of mr. jaeger’s son. he had a mop of brown hair and bright green eyes that were always filled with excitement.

it took around a week for you and your mother to move your belongings into the jaeger household. it was of average size, and there was a spare bedroom right across the hall from eren’s. he helped you carry all your stuffed animals and toys into the spacious room.

once you started school, he became very overprotective of you. with him being just a year older than you, he did everything to keep you out of harm’s way. whether it was giving you the window seat on the bus or walking into the school building, he always made sure that your safety was the top priority.

when you got your first significant other in middle school, you did your best to keep it a secret. eren eventually found out though, and he lashed out at you. you’d seen him get angry while he played video games with his friends connie and jean, and also when he was being tutored by his best friend, armin. but it was nothing like this—he was genuinely angry, and it didn’t help that you didn’t listen to him when he asked you to end things with him.

“why don’t you understand? you’re too young,” he spat. tears stung the corner of your eyes and threatened to spill at his venom-laced tone.

not wanting to further disappoint your older brother, you reluctantly ended your relationship a mere month after it started. eren loves you, and he was just looking out for you just like he always did.

it only got worse once you entered high school. you clung onto his arm as you walked inside the building on the first day, despite the swarm of people that wanted to talk to him.

if looks could kill, you’d be long dead by now. countless girls would throw you daggers with their eyes as they watched you latch onto eren. that was before he cleared things up, before he let everyone know you were his baby sister.

“eren’s little sister” is what you became known as. some people tried befriending you just to get closer to eren; it wasn’t a secret that he seemed to attract a lot of people. you couldn’t help but feel your chest tighten whenever you saw him hanging around with a different girl.

one rule that was unspoken of but was always assumed was that you were off limits to eren’s friends. it surely didn’t stop them from trying to flirt with you, but eren always stepped in before any of them went too far.

the day that eren left for college was a day filled with tears. he had already said goodbye to your parents, but you were a sobbing mess in his arms.

“don’t go, ren,” you sobbed into his chest, soaking his grey t-shirt.

“i’ll be back before you know it,” he mustered up a smile for you. his heart wrenched seeing you like this; he really didn’t want to leave his baby sister alone. who was going to protect you from anyone that tried to get with you?

“‘m gonna miss you,” tears continued flowing from your eyes as you finally let him go.

“i’ll miss you too. you better not let anyone touch you, you hear me?” he whispered the last part, and it sent a shiver down your spine. you mindlessly nodded your head which brought a genuine smile to his lips. those were the last words he said to you in person before he went to his car and drove off.

you were more than upset when he didn’t come home for winter break. you couldn’t count the amount of times you called him on both of your hands. the worst part was that he only picked up every once in a while—one time, he was quite literally in the middle of fucking some other girl.

“sorry, sis,” his voice was barely audible over the girl’s high-pitched moans. “i’m busy right now. talk to you later.”

you spent the night crying into your blanket and taking out your anger on your pillows. why was it okay for him to see other people? it wasn’t fair.

you found a way to get back at him when his best friend came home after finishing his finals early. poor armin was so unsuspecting when you showed up at his door one night.

“eren’s gonna hate me,” armin groaned, but he was already balls deep in your aching cunt. he almost came right when he filled you up from how tight your virgin pussy was.

the both of you swore that you’d never speak of it again, but that didn’t stop eren from finding out.

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the heat of early summer put you in a haze, almost like your brain was all mush. the days seemed to drag on forever, but today was the day that your big brother was coming back home.

you sit on the porch, eagerly waiting for eren’s arrival. just a couple minutes later, you could hear the familiar sound of his car coming down the street.

you barely gave him enough time to step out the car before you fling yourself at him. he stumbles back, but wraps his arms around you nonetheless.

“eren! you’re home!” you take a step back to get a good look at him, and damn he changed a lot. his hair is much longer—in fact, it was long enough that he has it up in a bun. was he always this tall? and is that a tattoo on his arm?!

“bet you were so lonely without me, huh?” he teases while squishing your cheeks together. “help me bring my stuff inside.”

a couple days later, your parents announced that they were going on vacation, just the two of them. the idea of being home alone with eren thrilled you. perhaps you could use the time to catch up with him.

that idea went down the drain as eren invited all of friends over for a pool party to kick off the summer. it was supposed to just be his closest friends, but the word spread like wildfire. basically the entire neighborhood showed up.

there’s a lot of tension in the air when armin shows up—you just had to be the one to open the door for him. little did you know, eren was standing off to the side, watching your every interaction with him. when you reach out to hug him, eren ignores the way you hold onto him for a second too long.

when you finally decide to take a dip in the pool, armin’s eyes are on you. he watches as you peel off your shirt until eren shields you from his vision.

“come with me,” he says, dragging you into his room. the grip on your wrist is tight, and you swear that your blood flow was getting cut off.

“ren? what are–”

he cuts you off, “do you remember what i told you before i left?”

you simply nod your head, but his look urges you to continue. “you said to not let anyone touch me.”

“that’s right,” he gasps, feigning shock. “did you keep your promise?”

“y-yes!” you hesitate, hoping that he doesn’t notice. but he does, and he starts shaking his head at you.

“i thought you knew better than to lie to me,” a cross expression was written on his face. “you’ve been bad; i should punish you.”

your heart pounds harder in your chest—you’re not quite sure if you feel scared or excited. “no! i’ve been good, i promise!”

“good girls don’t sleep with their brother’s best friend,” he accuses. your body tenses; how on earth did he find out?

“i’m sorry, ren! i’m sorry,” your eyes are like waterworks now as you try and hug him. he stands still, watching as you weakly pound on his chest with your fist.

“you can always make it up to me.”

he pushes you down onto his bed and climbs on top of you, trailing kisses along your body until he reaches your neck. you’re confused; this isn’t something that siblings should be doing, but he’s making you feel good and that’s all that seems to matter at that point.

his tongue enters your mouth in a frenzy as he starts groping your breasts over your bikini top. you can’t help but cry out for him, and it only spurs him on more. by now, his cock is already hard beneath his swimming trunks.

“shut up and stop whining, you’ll get us caught,” he seems annoyed, but he’s actually enjoying this. two of his fingers are shoved into your mouth, and you could feel him in the back of your throat. “that’s right, slut. you wish this was my cock, huh?”

it’s pathetic, really, how easily he turned you on with such degrading words. with his fingers still in your mouth, you’re unable to give him a clear answer.

“speak when you’re fuckin’ spoken to, whore. did your mother not teach you anything?”

“yes! i want your cock, i wanna taste your cum!” you plead when he finally retracts his hand. he uses the same fingers to stretch your pussy out.

“you’ll be getting my cum elsewhere,” he grunts as he feels you tighten around his fingers. the wet sound eliciting from between your legs was the least embarrassing thing right now.

eren knows you’re close when you start shaking and breathing more heavily. with a smirk, he pulls his fingers out right before you were about to cum. a heart-wrenching sob wracks through your chest as you claw at eren’s forearm.

“why? why, why, why?!”

“you’ll get to cum on my cock,” he says while swatting your hand away. he moves back to push his swimming trunks off and my god, he’s big. his cock is bigger than armin’s in both length and girth, and you have to swallow a lump that formed in your throat.

“r-ren…” your voice is small and your lip quivers as you speak. “it’s not gonna fit.”

he strokes himself a couple times, hand running over the veins on his shaft and thumb occasionally swiping over the flushed tip. “it’ll fit. armin already made a slut out of you anyway.”

it hurt when he just barely put the tip in and you thought that there was no way he’d be able to fully sheathe himself inside you. but inch by inch, he pushed himself into you with some resistance.

“i guess armin didn’t fuck you good enough since you’re still so tight,” he groans once he bottoms out. he hasn’t even start moving yet, but you were already panting like a dog.

he leans forward, pressing his forehead against yours as he starts to move. he loves watching you get all dumb and ditzy because of his cock, and it makes him want to destroy you.

“turn the fuck around,” he snarls after abruptly pulling out. you can barely register his words in your mind, but his hand wrapping around your neck brings you back to reality. “i don’t wanna have to repeat myself, princess.”

yup, this eren was completely different from the eren you once knew. the sweet boy was long gone behind this rough facade, and it made your stomach churn. the old eren would never be this mean to you.

your head is getting buried in his pillows under the weight of his palm, while your back is arched at a rather uncomfortable angle. the fat tip of eren’s cock is circling around your hole, but not quite going in.

“wanna hear you beg for it,” eren says softly while kneading the flesh of your ass. it was a stark contrast to his previous words and actions, and you feel your body relax for a moment.

“i want you to make me feel good, want your cock inside me,” the words leaving your mouth don’t even make sense to you right now, but it puts a smile on eren���s face.

“atta girl,” he coos as he easily slides into you again. “so fucking filthy, begging for your big brother’s cock. who knew you were such a slut?”

his hand is back on your throat and he pulls you up so that his chest is against your back. his hips are wildly thrusting up into you, making your ass jiggle every time they come into contact. he’s completely mesmerized while watching his cock disappear into you.

you feel his strokes get sloppier and more erratic as he approaches his orgasm. after finally letting go of your throat, he pushes you back down and grabs your hips.

“‘m gonna cum, where do you want it?”

“inside, inside! please, eren!” you cry out almost immediately.

he wants to hold back a laugh, but he can’t help it from escaping. “so so so filthy. you wanna be my lil cumdump?” not even giving you time to reply, he continues, “yeah you do. look at you, so fucking desperate for your brother’s cum.”

feeling you clench down on him upon hearing his words is enough to send him over the edge. he slams his hips into you one final time as he released his seed deep inside of you. you can feel it, hot and thick, as it leaks out from your abused cunt.

you can’t even bring yourself to turn around and face him. the sound of him pulling his shorts up is a sign that you should probably get up as well, but your legs feel like jello and your mind is still clouded. he’s already at the door when he decides to speak to you again.

“get the fuck outta my room.”

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Something I saw on Pinterest

Idk who the original artist is

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Shut me up

“No, no, please, you don’t understand—we need to have a room with two beds instead of one.” 

From the middle of the bed, Satoru scoffs at the sound of your desperate pleas to the receptionist over the phone. You pace back and forth, groaning when you’re told that it was the last room. “I know that we booked last minute, but— Oh…. this is the only room available? …I see. Goodnight.” 

When you hang up, Satoru doesn’t stop his laugh, and the sound of it immensely amplifies your frustration. “You’re so pissed off,” he says as you cross your arms and glare at him. “It’s hilarious. Well, princess, looks like we’re here for the night. Get comfortable.” 

“Hell no,” you say, reaching into your bag to grab your phone. “I’m gonna ask Yaga for another place. There has to be another inn that’s close to the curse we’re tracking, and has two beds.” 

Satoru gets up from the bed and walks over to you, gently plucking your phone out of your hands and placing it on the dresser. “Yaga is asleep right now, and he worked his ass off to get this place for us at the very last minute.”

Good point. “Fine, I’ll sleep on the floor.” 

“Quit being ridiculous.” The asshole smirks, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously. “So flustered at the idea of sharing a bed with me. We’re just sleeping. You’re not thinking about anything dirty, are you?” 

“Huh?! No,” you hiss. “What the hell is wrong with you?” 

He doesn’t stop his teasing. “Hm. Sounds like you’re lying.” 

“Fuck you, Satoru,” you say, walking over to your bag and grabbing some clothes comfortable to sleep in. “And I’m not flustered. Just hate the idea of being so close to someone I can’t stand.” You head into the bathroom to shower and change before he can say anything else. “If you snore tonight, I’m kicking you.”

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You can’t sleep. How could you? The room is quiet, and all you can think about is the man beside you. Speaking of, you hear Satoru shift, and the faint aroma of the expensive body wash he used while showering fills your nose. You hate to think it, but he does smell good. You look at the clock on the nightstand, and sigh quietly. Almost midnight. 

“Are you awake?” Satoru asks, and you pretend that you don’t hear him. 

You feel a poke in your ribs, and you shriek. “What the hell?!” 

“Pfft. Knew you were up.” He chuckles. “Ticklish?” 

“Do you need something?” 

“Nah, I just wanted to bother you.” 

You inhale sharply in an attempt to calm yourself, then turn around to face him. Though the room was mostly dark, you can still see him due to the moonlight shining through the window of the room. He’s lying on his side with his head resting against his arm, which was propped up on his pillow. 

“You’re like a child,” you say flatly as you roll your eyes. 

The corner of his mouth lifts in amusement. “Mhm.” 

“And you talk too much.”

“Tell me more.” 

“Extremely annoying, I can’t stand when you show up to missions late sometimes because you want sugar, and you joke around way too much when we’re supposed to be serious. Yaga, Suguru, and Shoko think that, too.”

He chuckles again, and you ignore the way your stomach flutters at the sound of it. “Aw, come on. You tell me that almost everyday. Give me something new.” 

“And give you that satisfaction? Nope,” you say, popping the ‘p’ as you turn back around to face the wall. “I think you’re the most ridiculous person I’ve ever worked with,” you conclude. 

“Well, you know what I think?” He asks, and you hum in question. You hear the bed creak as he moves, and your heart begins to pound when you sense him directly behind you. If you were to shift back even just a tiny bit, your back would be against his chest. 

“I think you’re full of shit,” he says near your ear, his voice dropping an octave lower. You feel his hand gently rest on your shoulder. 

“How so?” You whisper.

His hand begins to slowly slide down your arm, goosebumps rising on your skin. “You think I’m the most ridiculous person you’ve ever worked with, but you keep working with me,” he purrs, his breath fanning the shell of your ear. “At any moment, you can tell Yaga to quit having us do missions together, but you don’t. I always end up seeing you even though you say you hate looking at me.”

You feel his hand softly drift across your hip, then rest there, his fingers lightly playing with the hem of your shirt. Then, they slip underneath, drawing light, teasing patterns on your skin. Your breath hitches. 

You feel warm. 

“Saw how you looked at me when I got out of the shower earlier,” he says, and your stomach twists. Of course he did. Nothing ever gets past Satoru Gojo. “You were practically drooling while watching me put a shirt on.” 

“I-” You clear your throat. “I wasn’t.”

“You’re such a liar.” 

His lips press a feather-light kiss to your neck—on a spot where you’re very sensitive, and you gasp, but instinctively tilt your head to give him a bit more access. When you catch yourself, you straighten, and Satoru only scoffs. “See? It’s obvious.” 

“...What’s obvious?” 

“You want me.” 

You turn around again, ready to tell him that this was the dumbest thing you’ve heard him say all night, but he puts a finger to your lips, effectively stopping your words before you can get them out. “You want me,” he says again, “but you don’t know how to deal with that. So, you pretend that you hate me when you and I both know that it’s not true.” He then smiles again, his eyes dark with want. “But I see right through it. You’re not subtle. Anyway, you have a choice. You can either continue with your lying, or you can actually do something about it.” 

It takes a lot out of you to keep your hands out of the way so you don’t strangle him and then pull him closer. “Something like what?” You ask.

“You think I talk too much.” He leans closer to you; your faces nearly touching. You swallow once, his eyes tracking the movement of your throat as you do. Then his smile grows, inviting—no, daring you to make a move. 

“So shut me up.”

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Imagine yours and ex-husband Gojo's son possessing both the six-eyes and infinity, just like his father.

You'd ask him how was school and he'd beam while toeing off his shoes.

"Sensei and I spent hours perfecting my domain." Sen stretched out his shoulder. "I'm so tired!"

Sukuna may have been rough around the edges (to say the least) but surprisingly his teaching style worked like a charm with your son.

Even more surprising is that Sen and Sukuna seem to actually like each other. They're Kyoto Jujutsu High's strongest mentor-mentee duo. That little detail is best kept away from Satoru.

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Imagine ex-husband Gojo dropping off some flowers to you ("as friends!") and when you head to the kitchen find a nice vase, his eyes lock on another bouquet sitting on your dining table.

"You got another admirer, sweetheart?" he'd say jokingly, assuming they were from Sen or you bought them yourself. Your silence suggests otherwise.

He'd walk up behind you and put his big hands on your hips. Whispering in your ear, "Who're they from, baby? Does he make you feel the way I do?"

Tired of his tendency to get in your business, you turn around and push him off you. "It's none of your business. Stay in your lane before Sen puts you through a wall again!"

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Imagine ex-husband Gojo coming over again with Sen's (tentative) permission.

Gojo would drape himself all across your couch and say, "Y'know, there's still time to transfer him to Tokyo High. There's no rules against it and I'm literally the only one who can properly teach him how to use our cursed techniques."

"It would be nice to have him learn with another six-eyes user, but he's doing very well at his current school," you'd tell your ex. "He and Sukuna work very well together."

"And how well do you and him work together?" he'd ask casually.

"Excuse me?"

"Mom, I'm back!" Sen would burst through the front door and wrap you in a giant bear hug. He only spares his father a fleeting glance. "Don't you have anything better to do other than bothering my mom?"

Satoru would ignore the comment. "Hey, kiddo, what do you think about transferring schools and learning from me? I could teach you a lot about your abilities! What do you say?"

Sen's face would contort with disgust. "No thanks. I actually want to learn how to fight, not just rely on infinity and the six-eyes to carry me."

The evening would end with Satoru storming out the house, Sen locking himself in his room, and you taking a few pills for your growing headache.

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Flash ‘Em .ᐟ

𝜗𝜚: satoru, suguru, nanami, choso, hiromi, ino

note: you flash them and they respond frustratingly ! anon request!

warnings: sexual, cursing, crack, f!reader

I BLOCK MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS

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gojo is sitting with his daughter, playing with her and asking various questions; you are in the next room drinking coffee and sometimes listening to their conversations.

“you know your mom has a beautiful name, right?” gojo is lying on the floor and she is sitting on him, holding onto his big palms. she giggles and nods. you suddenly become interested and you look out, imperceptibly watching them.

“so what's your mom's name, sweetheart?” satoru smiles, it is difficult for him to remain serious in order to hear an accurate answer from his child. you're hiding and looking forward to what your daughter will say.

she exclaims without hesitation, raising her hands high, “her name is my love!” satoru laughs and feeling your gaze, he turns his head in your direction, “look what i taught her, my love”

you don't understand what kind of feeling it is that seems to flutter in your chest, but you chuckle, heading towards them and sitting down next to gojo, “i see, my precious”

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will anyone see this 😕 hai..