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are we still friends?

synopsis: You can’t continue to be just another girl for Satoru to choose from

pairing: fwb!gojo x reader

genre: smut, angst, failing “relationship”, piv sex, mentions of oral, No happy ending

Word Count: 1.3k

This was embarrassing. Here you were, lying on your bed with your handsome best friend over you, legs wrapped around his waist as he thrusted into you ruthlessly. It should be perfect, everything you ever wanted, but even as the pleasure bubbles in your body, bringing you ever so close to the end, you are engulfed in sadness. Satoru Gojo, a name so known, but only for his ability to swoop any girl into his bed. It looks like you were a part of the lucky selection.

“Doin’ so-hah good for me,” He praised, bruising your hips as his fingers dug into your skin. Sweat beaded down his forehead, completely entranced by your perfect body. He was probably too fixated since he couldn’t see the way your brows furrowed in deep thought. This wasn’t the first time you let Satoru fuck you, the first time was an accident. Drinking too much of the spiked punch and before you knew it you and your best friend were kissing on the stairs, catching your breath, and shutting the door behind you.

And, shit, it felt amazing. You knew Satoru was a natural at pleasing girls, but you never expected for it to be that good. Every touch sent sparks of electricity through your nerves, igniting flames across your skin. His kisses were heavenly and you couldn’t get enough of his taste. The sting of excess booze and the fresh mint made your head spin. His eyes stayed locked onto yours as he creeped down, growing closer to your throbbing pussy. His mouth did wonders to you and you never believed you could cum that quickly. You could blame it on the state you were in, not a single sober thought in your head, but then you would just be lying. There was only one single reason why Satoru was the best you ever had.

When you woke up in his dorm, wearing his shirt and confused as to how you even got there, he walked out and gave you a cocky grin. He told you that he brought you back to campus after the party and by the hickeys and bite marks decorating your neck and collar bone, you realized what you both had done. Embarrassment rushed to your face, but he sat down next to you, reassuring you that he didn’t regret it. And for a second, you thought everything was alright. He spoke to you like normal, walking you to your classes, and a few days after, invited you to another party. You expected it to go down the same, but your hopes were shattered when you caught him making out with a random girl in someone’s room. From there, you realized what you were to Satoru. Since he saw no reason to apologize, only laughing it off later.

It’s honestly pathetic that you continued to meet with him, absorbing every sweet word and lingering kiss, because maybe this could work out. Sure, he would find new girls to bring up to secluded parts of the house to touch the same way he did you, but it’s not like you guys were together. You couldn’t complain, because there was no relationship. You couldn’t feel sad, jealous, or even disappointed, because you knew what you were signing up for the second Satoru pulled you against him.

Satoru’s tip kissed your cervix with each rut, he had leaned over now stiffening his breathy moans by hooking his lips onto your neck. You reached up, whimpering and shaking from how good he felt, and placed a single hand in his hair. You didn’t want this end, because if it did, you would go right back to being another option Satoru had. But you wanted more. You wanted to be his. Was this not enough? To have you under him, begging him for his own body, tasting each other, did it all mean nothing?

His movements became more frantic and you knew he was close. Satoru leaned up, letting your hand fall onto the bed, but as he stared down, he noticed the tears rolling down and soaking into the sheets. In his mind, he believed that you were just experiencing mind blowing pleasure. If Satoru truly did understand, he would realize you were crying because there was no devastation like unrequited love.

“P-please,” You whined, making Satoru grin,”I know, baby, I know.” But he didn’t. You weren’t asking him to go faster, or harder. You were asking him to do the one thing he couldn’t do. The knot in your stomach grew tighter, more tears spilling over, and you understood there was no saving this. Satoru Gojo was a man that would never settle down. Love wasn’t something that he would want to have, at least not right now. At least not with you. With a choked groan, Satoru filled you up, painting your walls with his seed. You cried out, but Satoru swallowed your moan. He slowly moved throughout your orgasm, causing you to jerk and squirm.

Though you couldn’t focus on that since Satoru’s hands were cupped onto your cheeks. He was so warm and you felt the purest euphoria as his lips worked with yours. Your eyes were squeezed shut because you told yourself if you were to open them, you would find Satoru staring right back at you. Finally, you calmed down, heart aching as he pulled away. Satoru stared down at you, a lopsided smile complimenting his beautiful face. Your lips parted, sirens blared in your head, screaming at you to stop. You knew the outcome, you knew nothing good was going to come from this. Still, it was the only truth you knew.

“I love you.”

Your heart stopped and you prayed he didn’t hear it. It was just under your breath, but Satoru’s signature charm in his eyes faded away. At the moment, you knew it was all gone. Everything. There would be no you and Satoru. You scanned his face for any sign of acceptance, but only found a man who was too connected to your body to care about your feelings. When he pulled out of you, there was no chaste kiss, or small joke. Every action just settled your worst fear. As he turned away you wiped your tears.

The smell of sex and sweat coated Satoru’s room. You sat up, slightly light headed, and glanced over at the man. He was quick to try and find his clothes, not seeing any reason to stay. It was too quiet for your liking, there was no bliss, no smirk on his face. He looked numb and in a way, you were too. Satoru pulled on his shorts and was about to stand and search for his shirt, but you spoke again.

“Are we still friends?”

You couldn’t look at him, because the silence after your question was enough of an answer. This was only supposed to be a casual thing, no strings, no emotions, but only one of you could accept the silent suggestion. Wasn’t it obvious? You wanted to ask. Did he truly not see how much you loved him? No, he had to know, or else he would have said something from the start. How would he respond? You two had known each other for so long, would he really never speak to you again? Guilt ate at your heart and you wished you could go back in time and never utter such a thing.

But would it make things better? If you hadn’t said something, Satoru would keep coming back. Keep refilling your hope and desire for something that could never be. There was no happy ending, so why are you grieving a relationship that was never going to happen?

Satoru will turn to you with a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes and nod,”Of course we are,” But as the door shuts behind him, there will be no solution to fix this. You will sit on your bed for what feels like hours, knowing that you didn’t lose Satoru Gojo, because he was never yours in the first place.

And maybe, that’s the only resolution you’ll get.

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P.S I Love You

Synopsis: Innocent messages between you and your best friend (but it’s clear he’s fallen hard for you)

Genre: modern au, college au, fluff, flirting, NO established relationship, oblivious reader, idiots in love

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@geektastic84 @galactacium @love-me-satoru @stilldontknowwhatiamdoing @retiredpieceofshits @mortallyshadysoul @sa4vvyyt

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reblog cause im on my hybrid au grind 🙏

Tiger Hybrid Sukuna Headcannons

A/N: I loved this one so much, because we all need a bit of cute Sukuna in our lives 🙂‍↕️ I also liked this because i live for fantasy/hybrid au’s

Tiger!Sukuna who shocked his entire village by letting a mere woman stand beside him as his equal. He was a powerful figure, one that had slaughtered his very people, but somehow he didn’t slice your head off for getting near him. He never had an owner and never will, the idea was laughable to the King, so when he met you, he did the next best thing: made you his wife. Though some people in the town believe you do own him from the way he listens to your every need.

Tiger!Sukuna who can never admit the fact he has cat-like tendencies. (it’s not like he had tiger ears and a tail) You notice when he is annoyed his tail puffs up like the hair of a cat when they are fighting. You have heard many hisses and growls leave his lips when he hears something he doesn’t like. Not to mention he sleeps like a rock. There were times you would lift up his arm or push his head back and forth and it looked like he had passed in his sleep. You weren’t sure why he tried to hide his true nature, because you made it clear you loved how cute he could be.

“I am not cute.” Sukuna spit, acting like the word tasted bitter. Sukuna was a ruthless King, one that was known for slaughtering anyone who disrespected him, but obviously he tolerated you more than them. As much as he denied your compliments, it didn’t help that his orange tail flicked back and forth in exasperation.

Your eyes sparkled at the sight and you leaned against his large arms,”Would beautiful be a better word?” Sukuna grumbled, completely over your consistent pestering,”Or how about majestic? Maybe just handsome.”

“I prefer none of the options.” You frowned at his words,”Fine, then maybe something like fierce or-“ Just as you were about to continue, you felt a strong rope tie around your waist and lift you from the ground. You yelped but your sounds were muted as lips were pressed against yours. You immediately knew who’s lips they were, since you had been kissing them for years. It hit you once you closed your eyes and placed both of your hands on your husband's face that he had used his fluffy tail to yank you from the ground and shut you up.

A strong arm wrapped under your thighs and the others kept you steady since peking carried by Sukuna was like climbing a tree. The kiss was slow and meaningful. Once you pulled away, Sukuna showed you a soft smile, something only a select few have seen,”I would rather you just call me ‘My love’. “ You giggled softly, placing more gentle kisses on his face.

“What ever you request, My love.”

Tiger!Sukuna who knew you admired his sharp canines. He had caught you multiple times staring when he was cleaning them and since you were so bold, you stated multiple times you found his fangs fascinating. It might be a feline instinct, but after “”hearing these notions, Sukuna can’t seem to get his teeth off of you. When the two of you are alone, he strolls behind you as you get ready for bed and sinks his incisors into your shoulder. He holds you in place with his arms, smirking against your skin as you squirm slightly. Finally, he realizes his hold and the bite mark is evident, as was the large hickey he gave you. In some way, Sukuna enjoys marking you as if his people needed to know you belonged to him.

Tiger!Sukuna who always has his eyes on you. His gaze was naturally harsh, the slits of his pupils acting like knives the way they cut through everyone and focused on you. No matter where the two of you roam, parties, meetings, or just around the estate, you can always feel him watching your every move. During galas when you both had to attend, Sukunas stare made you feel like the innocent prey he would pounce on if you got close. (That’s sorta the case when the night is finally over)

Tiger!Sukuna who is a completely different person when alone with you. The sternness in his eyes fades away and he always finds his way into your arms. You knew about his past and childhood, something so sacred that you would never share with another. It was a shock he even let you hear it, but it was a sign of just how much he loved you. In his mind, you are the only one that would stay with him even after the things he’s done. You were his safe haven, something he never thought he had. It was foreign for Sukuna to find comfort in anything, let alone anyone. So during the long nights when the only sound is the trilling of the bugs and your soft breathing, Sukuna lays on your chest, the horrors of his world disappearing, and you caress his pink hair softly. The action is so small but it causes the King to purr. His chest rumbles on your stomach and you watch lovingly as his ears twitch.

Tiger!Sukuna who may be a bloodthirsty animal and cruel ruler, but he would never think of laying a hand on you. You were his saving grace. An angel that saw light amongst his inky soul. You were hopelessly in love with him and Sukuna knew he worshiped the ground you walked on. It was out of character, but love does crazy things to a person.

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@geektastic84 @galactacium @love-me-satoru @stilldontknowwhatiamdoing @retiredpieceofshits

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*this is a bit shorter than the others*

Dog!Toji who is the definition of scary dog privileges, literally and figuratively. Don’t let the floppy ears and small tail fool you, Toji wears a vicious scowl anywhere he goes with you. Most are afraid to approach you because they don’t want to feel his wrath. You swear he’s never hurt a fly, but it’s hard to believe that when Toji growls harshly at anyone who dares to come close. Of course in your eyes, Toji is the sweetest thing to ever exist, so you don’t pay attention to their funny comments.

Dog!Toji who isn’t great at hiding his pleasure when you scratch certain spots. It’s especially noticeable when you reach up behind his ear, snickering at his hushed groans. You are sure if he was a little bit more of an animal, he would start kicking his leg.

Dog!Toji who tries to be the most stoic thing ever. He thinks he’s too much of a strong breed to fold over your simple affection. Though, his resolve quickly disappears when you plant a small kiss on his cheek. Toji trails after you, trying to keep his wagging tail to a minimum, he curses himself for not being able to speak to you, so you’re left just staring at him with an amused look.

“What?” You question. Toji looks like the epitome of disappointment, his brow furrowed and mouth set in a frown. You had no clue why he was so cranky all of a sudden, but he was boring into your eyes, like he was trying to use telepathy,”Are you hungry?” Toji shakes his head with an annoyed huff. He looked so upset you couldn’t help but giggle,”What is wrong with you?”

Toji rolled his eyes and began to walk away, not caring that you wouldn’t fulfill his silent request, but he couldn’t take another step before you grabbed his hand,”Okay, okay, sorry.” You continued to stare up at the canine, who looked completely done with you. Just as you were about to ramble off suggestions in hopes to find what’s making him act like this, you watch as his eyes flick down to your lips. Eyes widening, you finally figured it out.

“Do you want another kiss?” As much as he wanted to suppress it, his ears perked up at the sound. You watched as he looked away, embarrassed even though he’s the one needy for your love. He can’t remain shy for too long since you are already on your tippy toes and landing another peck onto his face. Out of surprise, he faces you, only to be smothered by your lips.

Dog!Toji who has an incredible sense of smell, so incredible that he can pick up where you went out and what you ate/drank, and who you were with. You can imagine his displeasure when you get home late smelling like booze and another man. The smell of cheap cologne makes his face scrunch in disgust and out of pettiness, he decides to flop right on top of you and cover you in his scent. You just have to accept it as he nuzzles himself closer into your body.

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My Treasure

Pairing: Dragon King!Kirishima x Queen!Reader

Synopsis: You start to miss your husband while he’s away.

Genre: Fantasy au, aged up, established marriage, extreme fluff, kiri is very happy to see his wife(he’s obsessed)

Word Count: 1.2k

The length of this trip was becoming dreadful. You are normally fine taking care of the castle while your husband is away, but you have grown to miss his presence. In your eyes, there wasn’t any sort of life through the entire structure. You would always wake up to soft purrs created by your beloved, but for now you only had the silent glow of the sun to awaken you. Meal times weren’t as bad, but the lack of painfully embarrassing jokes and joyous laughter beside you was more evident than you would like.

The whole kingdom has noticed your downcasted expression and tried their best to distract you from your husband’s departure. Day in and day out, something new was brought to your attention that made you miss your Eijirou more. Like how at night, the air seemed to be more chilly than before. Though it was never an issue since Eijirou was a pure Ember Heart Dragon and his body temperature was enough to keep you warm even in the dead of winter. That couldn’t apply to the comforters you would mangle in the night to try and capture some sort of heat.

The day he left, he promised he would get back quickly, but you, being the ever independent woman, responded,”You don’t have to rush on my behalf.” At the time, it was true, but now you were regretting your words more than ever. It didn’t help that your husband was pouting and giving you the saddest puppy eyes,”You should just come with us.” You declined, since it was matters that only involved him, but now you wish you would have just accepted his offer.

You truly couldn’t be upset, you knew about his duties a week in advance so you didn’t have a reason to blame him. This was all a part of being the King of Ignatius. As the Queen, of course you had work to do as well, just not as much as him. In the early morning, you worked on writing letters about the Blue Moon Festival and how you could conjoin the other cities across the land to create a stronger connection. After that, you walked to the dungeons to help Mina, the castle's healer, with any work she needed to finish. There were only a few people sleeping on her beds, each of them already patched up, and you knew that you weren’t needed.

Thankfully, Mina is a sweetheart and lets you do small tasks. Like making ready-to-go potions that just needed a liquid to activate and organizing her shelves. If Mina didn’t have any patients, she would take you out for walks, plucking beautiful flowers from the garden and weaving little dandelion crowns. It was nice to know she cared enough to do something so small, but it didn’t help with the emptiness that loomed over you.

“It’s terrible knowing he’s free to roam wherever and whenever with those giant wings,” You complained,”I’m almost jealous.” A quiet giggle sounded from Mina, who had been listening closely to you,” I’m sure he’s missing you as well.”

You could only furrow your brow in sternness,”How can you be so sure?” Mina gave you an amused look,”I remember having to calm the King down because you were a few minutes late to dinner one night. I think if we would have waited a second longer, the entire estate would have been destroyed in his attempts to find you. He was so worried.” Happiness floods your senses and you join her laughter at the image.

Mina was always a great help when it came to these things. Though you couldn’t spend each day with her since she had her own responsibilities to take care of. It had been an entire week since you last saw your husband and tomorrow he was supposed to return. That night you tossed and turned, your excitement keeping you up.

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Sadly, you had spent the entire day waiting for Eijirou to get back, only to be left watching an empty sky. The sun was already falling and you couldn’t help but feel saddened at the fact you hadn’t seen your husband the entire day. He said he would arrive sometime near the afternoon, but it seemed his work was pushing past time. You combed out your hair, facing your large crystal and your small frown was very evident in your reflection. The shower you took was refreshing, but it seemed way too quiet in your shared room. You set down your brush, now just staring at your own frame with no certain thoughts. You should just go to bed, it would be a waste to wait on him, especially so late. You wrapped the silk robe around your clean body and walked out of your bathroom.

Just as you were about to turn in for the night, a loud roar shook the castle. Your heart leapt at the recognizable sound. Without a second's notice, you bolted out of your room, dodging the servants who were amused at your pace. Shoving the front doors open, you darted to the lawn, staring up at the ruby dragon soaring closer and closer. Relief washed over you in an instant. Eijirou was home. Your smile beamed as he flew down, landing before you. Sometimes you forget how huge Eijirou was in his dragon form.

Eijirou nuzzled his nose into your chest, knocking some of the air out of you, but you didn’t mind. Your hands caressed his smooth scales, pressing tiny kisses to his skin since you just couldn’t wait. When he backed away, you frowned slightly at the loss of contact, but then he was clouded by a haze of red. When the most blew away, your husband stood happily, his arms wide open. Before you could think, your feet were running and jumping into the arms of the man before you,”Looks like someone missed me.” He chuckled lovingly, wrapping his arms around your waist, along with his large wings, acting like a heated blanket.

“Of course I did, Eijirou.” You mumbled against the crook of his neck. Taking in every drop of warmth you could, you felt him reciprocate your need for affection and his hold on you tightened. You felt him pull away, but just as you were about to complain, Eijirou’s lips are connecting with yours, setting your body a flame.

Your hands rested on the side of his face and you caressed the apple of his cheek with your thumb caringly. When you pulled away, Eijirou gasped softly, his eyes turning into worry as he wiped away a stray tear from your face,”Are you alright?” You could only laugh out of pure happiness. These droplets that rolled down your cheeks were full of nothing but joy,”Of course I am,” You yanked him back to your lips. Inhaling deeply, the scent of smoke and cinnamon hit you. It was a comforting smell, one you had grown used to and didn’t realize you missed. Eijirou broke the kiss, only to catch his breath and press his forehead against yours.

He hadn’t even stepped foot into his home, but it didn’t matter. As long as he had you, everything else could wait. You opened your eyes, staring into his beautiful scarlet ones,”Promise me you’ll never be away for that long again,” His sharp toothed smile pushed past his mouth and he decorated your face in small kisses as he spoke,”I promise, My love.”

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Updates:

Hey long time no see 😛 so after what felt like years, my motivation to write is finally coming back. I hope you guys liked the little head cannons I sent out yesterday, anyways here is some of the works i’m hoping to get out in the next day or two!

⤷ My Treasure - Dragon King!Kirishima x Queen!Reader

⤷ Dog!Toji Headcannons

⤷On Campus: The Prize of Affection - Doubtful Intentions

⤷ Intertwined - You’re Losing Me (TBC)

⤷ Chinchilla!Choso Headcannons

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Bunny!Geto who loves to find comfort in silence. He doesn’t like loud noises and while he doesn’t consider you to be loud, he cherishes the peaceful moments when it’s just you and him. In the early mornings, when Geto reads the books scattered in your home and you are busy with your own task. He can’t help but catch glimpses of your focused expression and smile.

Bunny!Geto who has to always be on alert, since you don’t know how to keep your hands off his little tail. You can’t help it, it’s just so fluffy and you have to hold back a squeal when it unconsciously twitches. He always denies it, but there are a few videos of the little fluff ball shaking happily as you scratch his back that would beg to differ.

Bunny!Geto who feels bad that he can’t express how thankful he is for you. You were the one that practically scooped him up off the merciless streets. Some nights he thinks back to the first time he met you and how hostile he was. If he gets too far into his imagination, he’ll try and think of where he would be if he hadn’t decided to stay with you. Ultimately he’ll become sad and end up clingier than usual.

It happened again, Geto had a nightmare. He was an extremely independent hybrid, barely letting you coddle him unless he was under the weather. So it wasn’t exactly easy for him to rise from his bed and try and find comfort from you. It may sound childish, and believe Geto that he doesn’t exactly feel proud when he has these terrible dreams, but they have gotten better since you gave him a place to stay.

They are just quick flashes of the life he had before. Living on the streets and hiding in alleyways was how Geto managed to scrape by, praying that the trash can he found had some sort of food. The thoughts made his stomach churn in disgust. Geto had been restless the entire night, so he only had one option to get rid of this feeling.

The bunny stood in front of your door, contemplating whether he should just turn and not worry you about his past, but shockingly, the door swung open,revealing you. Geto could see you had been awake for a while. Raising a brow at the hybrid,”Are you okay?” Shit, Geto hadn’t even glanced at a mirror, how bad did he look? You glanced around your room, voice dropping to a small whisper,”Did you want to come in?”

Without a moment of hesitation, Geto walked in, admiring how homey your room looked. You got back into your comforter, grabbing the book you had put aside when you saw Geto’s figure standing at your door. As you got settled, you looked up to see Geto just standing there, like if he were to move something would explode. Covering your small giggle, you lifted the other half of your blankets,” You can lay with me, I don’t mind.”

The bunny gave you a short nod and slid into the side next to you. Not wanting to push him out of his comfort zone, you went back to reading. Geto’s droopy ears twitched as he heard you mumble something under your breath. Turning to his side, he realized you were mouthing the words on the page. He tried to be subtle as he got a peek, but it was no use. You were about to flip the page when you felt a little push on your arm. It took you a second to realize what happened and when you looked over, you saw Geto staring at you very keenly.

You knew Geto liked reading, but you also saw the tiredness in his eyes, so you put two and two together,”Do you want me to read out loud?” A tiny spark of happiness ignited in his deep purple eyes and out of excitement he got closer, pulling you in a hug. Immediately Geto tried to pull off, thinking he messed it all up, but before he could, your arm wrapped him. He tensed, but when you began to read, he slowly calmed down. Your words were like velvet and soon enough sleep creeped closer to him. It’s simple to say that wasn’t the last night Geto wound his way into your bed for the night.

Bunny!Geto who doesn’t hesitate when you ask to play with his hair. Like his ears, his hair was jet black and extremely beautiful. You could drag your fingers through it without catching on a single knot. It’s your favorite pastime to play with his hair, either after a long day at work or you are just bored, it’s easy to get lost in his long strands. For a while, you weren’t sure why Geto would click his teeth between humming to your words, but after looking it up, you realized what it meant.

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Cat!Gojo who is not shy when showing his affection. It’s very clear that he is comfortable around you, so comfortable to the point he is always hovering just behind you. Getting ready in the morning? Gojo is standing there with his arms around your hips, watching intently as you do your makeup. Making breakfast? Of course he’s rummaging through your refrigerator, tossing items your way for you to cook. Your bedtime routine has just become how long can you do your skincare before Gojo comes in whining and ultimately drags you away.

Cat!Gojo who makes it his mission to always have your attention. If he’s around, you shall do no such thing that doesn’t involve him. “Accidentally” his fluffy tail knocks the book in your hands right onto the floor. Your cup of coffee on the counter somehow gets in his way of his hands and you have to drop everything to save the glass. Though, if you confront him about his annoying behavior, he’ll stare up at you with those blue eyes and you have no choice but to let it go.

Cat!Gojo who lovesss taking naps. No matter where, he can and will be passed out on your furniture. When you come home from work, you open the door to see your furry pet sprawled out on your couch, some of his limbs hanging off. The second he gets a hint of scent in the air, he is perking up and rising from his space. He always has to greet you.

“I’m home,” You call out into your apartment, the area seemingly dead. That is until you hear a vague creaking from your bed and slow steps walking through the hall. There, a tired Gojo meets you, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and trudging over to you. Snickering at his drowsiness, you raise a brow at the hybrid,” Have a good nap?”

He raises his arms, nodding to your question and letting out a long whine as he stretches. Gojo’s tails flicks slowly as he gets closer and by the way his eyes are already fluttering to a close, you can tell what’s going to happen. You open your mouth to tell the feline to wait, but his body is already toppling over yours. A small laugh escapes your mouth and you blindly scoot toward the couch, hoping not to topple over.

Finally you crash onto the couch, grunting as Gojo drops with you,”You’re kinda crushing me here.” But to no avail, he doesn’t move, instead wrapping his arms around you and snuggling closer. You can only giggle in disbelief. Like the night before, your hand finds its way to his messy head of snowy strands. Gojo is already blacked out but you feel his chest rumble in a soft purr.

Cat!Gojo wouldn’t admit it, but is a bit protective of you. It isn’t typical of you to have people over, but on the rare occasion, you found that Gojo wasn’t exactly pleased with one of your friends. He’s often nice with a lot of your company, not having any trouble, but you weren’t sure why he was acting so off.

You invited Kenzo, one of your coworkers, over to have a few drinks. He was usually the person you shit-talked with about any trouble at work and it would be nice to just chat. However, the second you let him into your apartment, giving him a welcoming hug, you felt sharp eyes glaring into your back. Turning, you found none other than Gojo, who looks as grumpy as ever. You were confused since he already had dinner and just a couple of minutes ago he was perfectly fine.

Brushing it off, you went into the kitchen as Kenzo got comfy on your sofa. He smiled at Gojo,”Is he nice?” You hummed as you grabbed a bottle of wine,”Mhm! Just be warned, he may get too comfortable-“ Kenzo reached his hand out toward the hybrid, but an enraged hiss sounded from Gojo and he swatted at his hand. Gasping, you were about to scold the feline, but he was already existing off of the couch and over your way.

You glanced toward your friend, who just sat there facing the tv with a sad expression. The culprit strolled over to the counter, hopping up onto it and watching you intently. Whether he was blatantly ignoring your harsh look or not, you still whispered to him,”What got into you?” He shrugged calmly, clearly seeing no wrong in his actions.

“C’mon, I want to watch that show you’ve been talking about non-stop,” Kenzo called from the living room. You poured the drink into your glass and stared at Gojo, noting how he grimaced at your friend’s voice. For whatever reason, Gojo did not like Kenzo, and it was obvious he wasn’t going to warm up to him. You sighed, catching the hybrid's attention. Reaching up, you held his cheek,” It’ll just be a few hours, then he’ll be gone.”

Slowly caressing his skin, Gojo leaned in, purring softly at your touch,”Promise you will behave yourself?” There was a sliver of hesitation, but Gojo nodded slowly. He didn’t want to agree, but he also didn’t want you to be sad, so he settled with laying in your lap as you spoke to the nuisance of a friend. Whenever Kenzo would speak, Gojo would drown out his voice, only listening when you had something to stay.

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Intertwined

Pain in the Ass —> next chap

Sukuna has been a pest to you since for as long as you have known, but his hateful cover always seemed to crack around you.

Word Count: 2.7k

Contents: Bullying, childhood bully/friend, sorta confession (not really), cute Sukuna,

Summer was in full swing. The sun shined brightly above you, showing off the ultraviolet colors of nature. From the blooming flower or the evergreen trees, it seemed to be at its prettiest state. It was also a perfect time to spend your childhood days outside and you showed no hesitation with taking a box of chalk to the park. Your mother sat on a bench shaded by a tree, flipping through her book and taking short glances at you. While your hands worked hard on the concrete, constructing a large pink flower and many more daisies to accompany it.

Were they the best drawings? Definitely not, but you were only six, so no one was expecting perfection. Humming a soft tune, you set your stick down, hovering your hand over the other colors. Despite the happy day, someone always had to be the terrible guy. It only took a second of you looking away when a small foot stomped on your pink chalk and crushed it to bits, all over the center of your flower. You gasped, watching as their foot dragged against your drawing, ruining it inch by inch. A mischievous giggle sounded from above you and instantly, you knew who was trying to rain on your day.

“That drawing was ugly anyway,” A spiteful voice called. Sukuna. God, how you hated him and hating at six years old is pretty unnatural, but he deserved it. Even from the day your mothers introduced you two, Sukuna made it his life’s mission to destroy any happy or joyful feelings you expressed. You never knew why, since you never gave him a reason to be so terrible. In the end you guessed he was just full of hatred. An angered growl forced its way through your gritted teeth,”Why would you do that!?”

Sukuna stood there, arms crossed, a smug expression resting on his face,”It was gonna ruin the sidewalk, I did the town a favor.” Maybe it was because he was a year older than you and he had some sort of superiority complex, but it still gave him no right to bully you. So with all the strength you could muster, you shoved him back, wishing he would just disappear,”You are so rude!”

Because of his shock, the boy stumbled back a bit, but quickly regained his balance, a vengeful sneer on his face,”Yeah? And you’re a brat!” You were about to tackle the boy again, but then you caught a glimpse of your smudged drawing. Sadness overtook your anger and you slowly walked away from Sukuna, sitting down in front of your ‘art’. What you didn’t see was the twinkle of guilt zip past Sukuna’s eyes. He stared down at your somber face, staring sadly out at the mess he created, but no amount of guilt would ever make him apologize to you.

To Sukuna, you were odd. He didn’t like being around you, hearing your name, or even seeing someone with the same hair color as you because you were so infuriating. Everything about you. Your personality, how stubborn you were, your dumb face, your kindness, how bright your smile was—Nevermind. You just wrap yourself around Sukuna’s brain like an obnoxious parasite. Sukuna would never apologize to you…but he would grab a blue chalk stick and start drawing over your failed attempt at a flower,”Watch how I draw. I’m a lot better at it than you.”

And no, Sukuna didn’t like how you got all surprised and impressed at his shark drawing. Nor did he like the fact you bugged him into teaching you how to draw one. He just wanted you to stop pouting like a baby, it made his chest feel weird, but that happens to everyone. Right?

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Middle school is when Sukuna grew more annoying and more confident. For some reason, people liked Sukuna, and it led to him being able to bully you with group approval. You kept your head up, no matter what dumb insult he threw your way.

“You’re such a moron.”

“Who would ever want to be friends with you?”

“Don’t talk to me. I don’t want people thinking I actually interact with someone like you.”

Sukuna also grew more mean in the years that passed. It wasn’t a great feeling when he would spit something out then a chorus of laughter followed after from his loyal followers. His quick popularity was like a persistent bug flying around you and no matter where you went, the constant buzzing of his greatness swarmed you. The harassment made it hard for you to find a good companion, because who would want to sit next to the girl who is getting bullied?

The realization that you didn’t have a friend came when it was your birthday. You wore the nicest outfit you owned, let your mother place a pretty bow in your hair for the occasion, but when you arrived at school, there wasn’t a singular ‘happy birthday’. As the day progressed, your happiness drained, everyone was talking and acting normally, because they thought it was a regular day. It was your last class and at this point you just wanted to run to your mother and cry. It seemed that no one was going to give you the joy of saying two simple words.

A rough nudge to your side had you shooting up at your desk. You must have been thinking pretty hard because you didn’t even realize the bell had rung. Your classmates were picking up their stuff, already existing,”Hey,” Ugh, what did he want? You let out a sigh, facing your tormentor, and expected him to do his usual bit. However, there was something softer in his features, Though it was hard to tell since he was barely making eye contact with you. Sukuna mumbled something under his breath, something inaudible,”What?”

The boy groaned as if it was your fault you couldn’t hear the words he said just under his breath,”I said, happy birthday, or whatever.” Your eyes blew open, shock hitting you like a freight train. Was Sukuna the first to say happy birthday to you? He glared at you harshly, mumbling another quick sentence,”My mom forced me to give this to you.”

It felt like a fever dream, like you had to be imagining it, but it was indeed real from the way he shoved a small box into your hand. It was aggressive and short, his gesture, and you didn’t have time to thank him before he was racing out of the classroom. You were stunned in place, hands frozen on the present. You were the only one left in the classroom and you were a bit scared to open the box. Knowing Sukuna, you hoped that it wouldn’t be a dead insect or a rock, but wouldn’t he wait around and want to see your reaction if it was that?

Throwing caution to the wind, you lifted the lid, jaw dropping at the sight before you. Inside the container was an adjustable ring, one with a heart charm etched on the smooth metal. It was simple, but it meant the world to you. Racing home, you eagerly busted through your door, darting to your mother to see the piece of jewelry. She bent down, examining it with a cute pout on her lips,”Well that was nice of him,”

You blew raspberries at her,”Yeah right, it was his mom who got it, or at least that’s what he said before he ran off.” What you weren’t expecting was for your mother to pause, mid cut through vegetables, and give you a confused look,”Ryomen’s mother? She didn’t say anything about getting you a gift.” Your face dropped and you stared at the ring in horror. If what she was saying was correct, then Sukuna had gifted you the ring just because he wanted to.

No. That was insane to even think. You denied, denied, denied the notion, but you mother only had a knowing look on her face,”You know, he may have a crush-“ “I gotta go upstairs! and do homework!” There were a lot of things Sukuna did; bully you, ruin the things you liked, belittle your accomplishments,but to say he would ever like someone was enough to make you laugh. Your mother was just being a cliche mother. There is no way, not in a million years, that Ryomen Sukuna would fall for you.

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Your first years of high school was a rocky journey. Being completely new to the school and system entirely, it was anybody’s ground to find their clique. Of course Sukuna immediately grouped with the unstandable jocks, fitting perfectly with their gross personalities. Sadly, you were still trying to put yourself out in the middle of the chaos and find yourself, but Sukuna was always there to make you stumble.

“It’s kinda sad watching you fail to make friends,” Sukuna hummed next to you on the bleachers. He was your ride home and was already able to drive, so you had to play nice or it meant walking. Unfortunately, he was the captain of the male volleyball team, so you had to sit in on their after school practice,”Can you shut the hell up?”

He chuckled deeply, always finding your anger amusing. You would like to say your ‘friendship’ with Sukuna got better after middle school. It’s probably because he was too busy with his team to worry about you and it felt pretty nice. That’s not to say he stopped all together being a pain in your ass, but it just dialed down—for now. The squeaking of soft leather pounding the ground echoed in the large gym, the team’s warm up session coming to an end. Sukuna hopped off the bleachers, jogging to his teammates and yelled out for them to create two teams.

You got comfortable against the plastic seats, scrolling on your phone to pass the time. Even past your headphones, you could hear the gruff voice of Sukuna, barking orders and compliments to his team. There wasn’t just a change in his demeanor, but it was clear Sukuna was going to the gym. He had grown bigger, more bulky, and his voice was a huge shift. Going from crackly and high pitched, to a gravely baritone. His face was growing sleeker, his jawline more sharp, and you hated to admit, but he was good looking. All the girls in the school had already decided this, doing whatever it takes to grab a sliver of his attention.

God, it sucked having to sit in for these boring practices. It also sucked having to see Sukuna play in a mock game, racing around the court and spiking the ball with a vicious smack. He always grew sweaty and would wander over to the water fountain. Somehow, your eyes had fallen off your screen and over to where he was lifting his shirt to wipe the droplets off his forehead. It felt like a sin to stare at his abs, but you just liked to call it window browsing. If he was putting them on display, then who were you to turn away?

“Alright, practice is over, Go home. You all stink.” That definitely wasn’t an overstatement. You sighed, going back to your phone as they all skittered into the locker room. Only a few more minutes and i’m out of here, You reminded yourself. Five minutes turned into ten and you curiously stared at the opening door, hoping it would be Sukuna that exits, but it never was. Ten turned into fifteen minutes and at this point no amount of social media was saving you from your level of boredom. As the timer struck twenty minutes, you were fed up. The entire team had to be gone already, but for some reason Sukuna was just taking his sweet time.

You’ve yelled at Sukuna in front of his team before and vice versa. Since you were always there for the dumb meetups and what not, there was a small friendship you grew with them. Not enough to just walk up and start a conversation with, but enough that they would sit next to you if they weren’t playing. So when you opened the locker door, you were about to call out in the middle of the doorway, but then you heard their voices.

“Not trying to be noisy, but who’s that chick you always leave with?” A voice questioned, earning a few agreeing sounds.

“None of your business.” Sukuna’s gruff tone answered back.

“What, is she your girlfriend?” The boy raised his pitch and mocked his captain, a few chuckles following his words

“No. Don’t be stupid.” Sukuna huffed,”If you couldn’t tell, she hates my guts, and I'm perfectly okay with that.”

Another voice spoke up,”Aw, captain’s having girl problems.”

“Tch, she’s not my damn girlfriend. She never will be.” His response was so stern and clear, but it was truthful. Still, why did your chest feel so painful?

“Too bad. She’s gorgeous,” Another player said,”Maybe I'll try and get her number.” A few wolf whistles and chuckles sounded from the room.

“Are you sure you don’t want her to be your girlfriend?” One of them pushed

You were just about to close the door, in hopes to block out the inevitable answer, but you were surprised to hear a sudden softness in Sukuna’s voice.

“Can’t say I haven’t thought about it, but I'm sure she would laugh in my face if I asked her.”

You inhaled sharply. Did you hear correctly? Before you could listen more, collective footsteps wandered around the corner, about to exit the locker room. You scrambled back, landing in your original spot and just in time for the door to swing open. It wasn’t Sukuna, thankfully, and you had to pretend you weren’t in a crisis as they walked past.

‘if I asked her.’

‘Can’t say I haven’t thought about it.’

What did this mean? Was there a genuine possibility that Sukuna thought of you more than a nuisance? It was crazy to even think. You were so focused, that you didn’t even notice Sukuna standing next to you until he flicked your forehead.

“Don’t think too hard, your brain might light a fuse.” He teased, but instead of your usual irate response, you just stood quickly. Muttering something for only yourself to hear, Sukuna stared at you with confused eyes,”Why are you acting so weird?” Again, you just skittered toward the doors, already exiting the gym. Sukuna didn’t think he made you wait that long.

The drive to your house was eerily quiet. There was no banter or petty back and forth, it made Sukuna shift uncomfortably in the driver's seat, but he tried to make you go back to normal,”Man, it’s kinda peaceful, this silence.” He heard a vague scoff from beside him and it was enough for him to poke you again,”It should stay like this.”

“It would be better if you shut your fat mouth.” A cocky grin fell onto Sukuna’s mouth,”Now you wanna talk.” Your fight to remain silent ultimately failed and you relaxed into your seat. A comfortable conversation started up,consisting of you just judging Sukuna’s music taste and him threatening to swerve you both off of the road.

However, you couldn’t help but notice how happy you felt. Maybe you were just cocky since he basically admitted to not hate the idea of dating you, but you swore something was different. You stared at the man beside you, realizing how pretty he looked with the setting sun casted over his face. The thought made you blink harshly, facing the front again and trying not to freak out. Was there truly something between the two of you? You had been around Sukuna all his life and same goes for you, but you swore he hates your entire being. Was it all an act?

The true question was why weren’t you disgusted? Appalled? And more importantly, why didn’t you just go up to him and ask? Maybe if he had told you, he wouldn’t have watched as you slipped from his fingers.

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Intertwined - Masterlist

Mini Series

Paring: Bully!Sukuna x Childhood Friend!Reader

You hate him. Completely and utterly loathe his personality, his stupid face, and just being around him. You wanted to stay as far away from him as you could, but fate loves bringing you two back together.

Content: Friends to Enemies to sorta-friends to Lovers, bullying/teasing, Sukuna is a dick, pining, jealousy,fighting, idiots in love, Sukuna is bad at feelings, eventual smut, college Au, revenge sex, realization, drinking/partying,

A/N: First chap will be uploaded in a few mins

Pain in the Ass

You’re Losing Me

Drink You Away

missing u

Remnants

Those Eyes

i miss u 2

More Coming Soon…

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“Just a friend.” - Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: While meeting some of your boyfriend’s buddies, he seems all too comfortable calling you his friend.

A/N: Ah i am alive, i’ve been feeling like shit these past two weeks and i had to juggle writers block along with an allergic reaction and catching a cold. Please forgive me. I will try and add Choso’s + Toji’s reaction

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#MWAH - Mha Smau

Including: Bakugo Katsuki, Eijirou Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya, Denki Kaminari, Hitoshi Shinso

Synopsis: Chats between you are your boyfriend <3

A/N: lowkey felt bad i haven’t done anything for mha, except for a few headcannons, so here’s a cute lil smau!! can you guys tell i had sm fun making this 😝

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The Other Woman Pt4

Synopsis: It’s been a long time since you have spoken to the men, but one day they come back, realizing their feelings, but they are far too late.

A/N: I am so sorry to keep you all waiting, my thespian trip took up so much of my time, but here it is!! when i made pt3, i honestly knew they shouldn’t have gotten a happy ending, but i didn’t want to just ignore the poll. I lowkey made the men super shitty like and i just wanted to get over it. No hate to anyone who wanted the happy ending! I definitely like this ending more 🥰 #makesuckymensuffer

*I apologize for any grammar errors*

Pt.1 ⤑ Pt.2 ⤑ Pt.3 ⤑ Pt.4

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Hello! This is my first request so please forgive any mistakes I may make.

May I request Saiki K encountering someone who can do everything he can, but her parents kind of exploit them to get rich and stuff? Maybe she doesn't feel like herself because she's spent all her life catering to her parents' needs, and with Saiki she can get at least a little bit back.

Thank you! I love your work!

ooo yes i love this!! this will be tmrs fic :))❤️❤️

and i will also get out the last part of “The Other Woman” (after literal years😒)

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Hugs & Kisses

MDNI!

Synopsis: All of the Jjk men love Valentine’s day, but they all like it for a different reason.

Including: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Ryomen Sukuna,Toji Fushiguro,

A/N: sooo ik it’s been 4 days since valentine’s but let’s just close our eyes and pretend im not late. I got sick while on my trip and these past 2 days i’ve been stuck in bed. Sorry for the delay, forgive me 🙏🥲 also am i insane for writing this much on my first ever smut post??? Idk i guess i got way to invested, but i hope you guys like it💕

Word Count: 3.2 k

Contents: Smut!, p in v, oral [m! & f! receiving], doggy, mating press, breeding k!, fingering, cowgirl, Sukunas stomach mouth ;)), light sub & dom, light dom & sub, crying, overstim, teasing, dirty talk, orgasm denying,

Satoru Gojo loves Valentine’s day because he’s able to show you off proudly, drowning you in presents, kisses, and candy. Pda is his specialty, but it really shows when the day winds down and he has you all alone.

He’ll be so sweet, dragging you into every store, buying everything you touch, and not even blinking as he swipes his card. However, the loverboy facade drops the moment you enter your shared apartment. He will slam his lips onto yours, leading you blindly into the bedroom as he continues to explore your mouth. Clothes are discarded on the floor and Satoru is frenzied to get you on top of him.

Mumbling sweet words for only you to hear, he lifts your shirt over your head, noting the lacy blue bra you decided to wear. That only makes him more ravenous and it’s off in an instant. His tongue swirled around your mouth, both of his hands cupping your breast, grunting as your clothed cunt rubbed against his bulge. You had him trapped between your legs, but Satoru wouldn’t want it any other way.

He pulled away from the feverish kiss, staring up at you with a look full of deep affection,”How did I get so lucky to have you?” He whispered, now holding onto your face,”Are you getting sappy while I'm on top of you right now?” You joked, raising a brow. He chuckled, planting small kisses on your cheeks,”Is a man not allowed to express his love?”

Something darker flashes over your eyes and you lean in,”How about you express your love by letting me ride you?” Satoru flashed his pearly teeth and his boxers were off in the blink of an eye. He watched you as you hovered over his cock, smirking to himself, but it quickly dissolves into a thin line as he hisses out.

You must be soaking since you practically slid onto him,”Holy s-shit, you’re, hah-sooo tight.” You guys have fucked multiple times, so it’s not like this was a shocker to Satoru, still he basically felt like a virgin when you swallowed him up. Your walls were squeezing him so good, he could probably bust right here. Though that would ruin his cool-guy persona. Again, that thought died once you started to rock against his hips.

A shaky pant pushed past Satoru’s lips and he threw his head back onto the pillows,”Fuck,ngh-you’re killin’ me.” His words didn’t reach you and you continued to bounce on his cock. With a loud moan, you strained your neck back and put your hands on Satoru’s large thighs. A ring of precum began to surround the base of Satoru’s cock as you lifted up and down, creating lewd noises. You picked up your speed, making the man below you grow louder.

“S-slow, mfg-fuckkk, slow down,” He slurred desperately, though he didn’t mean it. He would probably start crying if you actually did. Satoru became more needy and started to buck up, meeting you halfway to slam his hard cock into your cunt.

Satoru’s cock twitched inside of you and you could hear his stifled whines,”Baby,hngh b-baby m’cumminggg!” He sprayed ropes of his cum into you, pairing your insides, but you weren’t done yet, so even as he squeaked and squirmed under you, you didn’t stop. Satoru’s hands had fallen off your waist, now laying next to his head. You were fully in control, riding him like the night wouldn’t end.

Tears slipped past Satoru’s eyelids, facing you with a pathetic look,”S’too much, mhg-fuckk,” He trembled,”Baby, ngh-ohhh shit. I c-can’t, I can't,” You gave him an evil smile, not pausing your movements whatsoever,”You’re the strongest right?”

Satoru gasped as you slammed down on his cock, but nodded quickly despite his weakened state. You leaned in close, your breath fanning his ear,” Then you are gonna fuckin’ take me like the strongest.”

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Suguru Geto loves Valentine’s day because after a full day of gifts and shopping, he sees you in a breathtaking set of lingerie.

He loved them all, each color complimenting you. Dark purple was his favorite, for an obvious reason. Suguru couldn’t wait a second before tacking you to the bed and tearing the thin fabric off. You’ll complain about the ruined outfit, but it’ll be your last thought as Suguru quietly apologizes into your skin, his soft lips gliding down your thighs.

“I’ll get you a new one,My love.” One he most definitely will deface the same way this one was. Geto chuckles at how squeamish and fidgety you are. You were never one for teasing and he knows it, but the desperate need on your face is all the pleasure Geto needs.

It’s a bit crazy how sweet Geto acts, kissing you, saying small praises, only to deny your orgasm. You were so so close, practically riding his face, but just as you were about to come loose, he lifted his tongue from your cunt. A gasp leaves your mouth and Geto just laughs,”I wanna have a bit of fun with you, so just try and hold it a bit longer.”

He says so calmly, as if he’s not rubbing your clit with excruciatingly tiny circles. That’s the least of your worries as he aligns himself with your achy hole,”Just relax.” His reminder doesn’t help and he slides himself into your pussy agonizingly slow. His cock immediately fills you up, forcing a pained moan from you. Geto placed his large hand against your stomach as he grinds into you, making the feeling ten times more pleasant. It was torture.

Geto bends down, placing soft and teasing kisses to your neck. Your panting as he picks up his pace. You try to focus on your other senses: the slapping of skin, Geto’s faint moans next to your ear, his hands gripping on your waist, the smell of sex in the room. Sight was out of the question since you were forcing your eyes closed. Pornographic moans racked from your chest as Geto reached his hand toward your pussy and rubbed your clit.

Your back arched off the bed. Your scream being stifled by your lip in between teeth,”Fuck! Mm’ close-mghh” Groaning loudly, Geto watched your desperate state. Your body jolted and jerked against his hold and it was obvious you were close. He had admired you too long and you stared up at him with water-filled eyes,”Geto-nngh-pleaseee let me c-cum.” The words came out like a cry, your voice scratchy and weak from moaning so viciously.

Geto carried your cheek gently, a hint of mischief in his eye as he debated on seeing just how long you could deny yourself release, but thankfully, he wasn’t a monster,”Go ahead, my love.”

The fire that pooled in your abdomen finally exploded. Chills ran up your skin and you let out a shattering cry. You screamed out Geto’s name as white light flashed over your closed eyes. By the time you opened your eyes, you were breathless. Chest heaving, you saw Geto staring down at the mess you made. The pool of pleasure below you was evident and you could only wince as Geto slid his cock in and out of your flooded cunt. The sounds were obscene, but it only fueled Geto.

You met his gaze with a tired look, body still shaking from the intense orgasm. Though Geto was far from done, it was clear from the spark of sinfulness in his eyes,”How many times do you think I could make you do that again?”

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Kento Nanami loves Valentine’s day because he plans the most extravagant date and spoils you rotten. He also fucks you like it’s your last night on earth together.

Since he spoils you the entire day, you return the favor by jerking him off properly. Taking his hefty cock in your hands, you watch as his eyes practically roll to the back of his head,”Fuck-just like that.” His hips buck into your warm palms, craving the friction, but if you are feeling brave, you pull away, leaving him with nothing.

Vulnerable whines sneak their way through his lips, but Kento will cover them with small coughs or grunts, opting to plead ask kindly for you to continue,”Honey, god- would you please keep touching me?” The slight worry in his eyes is enough to make you break, going right back to his cock. His grip on the sheets is iron tight, but he reaches for your head when you begin to take him into your mouth.

Kento uses your mouth to get off, though he adores you, he can’t help to submit to the utter pleasure you're giving him. So much to the point he craves to hear more strained moans and gags as he fucks into your mouth. When he cums, he’s not surprised to see you have swallowed every drop of his sperm. Your hair is a mess, salvia glosses over your lips, your cheeks are flushed, but you have never looked prettier.

Valentine’s day is always the day he thinks he’s ready for a kid. He would have you in a mean mating press, your freshly bought set of nails marking his skin. Between his battered breaths and choked out moans, he’ll babble on about how pretty you’d look with a baby bump. You're too lost in his furious pounding to question it, tears streaming down your face, and you don’t hesitate to agree.

“Gunna fuck a baby into you Sweetheart,” He grunts with each snap of his hips. It makes you gasp, but he silences your shock with another thrust. He abuses your g-spot over and over, the knot in your stomach tightening to its limit.

When you finally cum all over Kento’s cock, he doesn’t want to stop. He continues to bully your overstimulated pussy, rough thumb circling your clit and becoming more wild by your orgasm. By the time your high has calmed down, Kento is using his large fingers to gather any of cum that spilled from your fluttering cunt and sliding it back into you. A soft whine escapes your mouth, but Kento shushes you gently,”I hope our baby has your eyes, Honey.”

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Ryomen Sukuna loves Valentine’s day because loves the way your eyes sparkle at the new jewelry set he got you.

The set is priceless. (since he most likely slaughtered a leader back then and stole it from them, but the gesture is still sweet) He isn’t quite sure what the purpose of this holiday is, but he knows that by the end of the night you’ll be under him, so he doesn’t mind.

It was a bit romantic how he forced you to strip but said to keep the beautiful diamonds around your neck. They were covered in jewels, a blood red ruby being the center charm. You couldn’t help but think that was the reason Sukuna gifted it to you. Though, that’s not on your mind as you ride his stomach’s tongue.

Your hands are scrambling to find balance atop his chest,while his hands are firmly placed on your hips. His large tongue delves into your soaked pussy, finding new spots to tease with the hot organ. Sukuna continues to giggle below you, watching closely as your face screws in the utmost pleasure. He barely has to do anything, letting his adorable girlfriend try and take him whole.

You have already came on his tongue twice, but the feeling is far too good to stop. Your moans are like a symphony to Sukunas ears and as you grind yourself onto his stomach, he watches the light glisten over the large ruby hanging from your neck. He can see the saliva gathering in your mouth, but before it can fall out, he lifts your head with one hand, forcing you to look at him. You swallow harshly, still bouncing on his abs, which were wet with your juices and sweat.

“You said you could take it.” Sukuna restates, smirking at your fucked-out look,”Were you lying to me?” The words come out like a purr and Sukuna had to grip your jaw tighter to make you speak,”I-i can. fuckkk,” short hiccups interrupted your babbling as Sukuna’s tongue reached your cervix. A deep laugh rumbled in his chest as you slammed your eyes shut.

His large tongue curled inside of you, forcing a scream from you. Your vision darkened and your mind grew fuzzy. All you could feel was the tightness in your stomach growing so big until it washed over you like electricity. Your orgasm came like a flash, making you quake even as it slipped away. Sukuna swallowed your juices in an instant. Well his stomach did. The anatomy wasn’t important since he reached out a hand, swiping between your folds and admiring the stickers strands on his fingers. He placed his index and middle in his mouth, sucking your cum off his fingers with a satisfied hum,”Just as sweet as ever.”

You were weak and delirious, falling on top of Sukuna’s sticky chest. He mended your flesh, focusing mainly on your ass, but the short massage felt nice. Sadly, the sweet moment faded as his tongue exited your dripping cunt, and you felt him lift you up, rubbing his hard tip against your fluttering lips. Your eyebrows creased in a small plea, but Sukuna only clicked his tongue,”Did I say we were done?”

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Toji Fushiguro loves Valentine’s day because he gets to splurge his checks on his favorite girl, though it’s not as expensive, it still makes your heart flutter. Though he doesn’t mind when the decorations of balloons and rose petals are ultimately destroyed after he pounces on you.

It’s the same every year. Toji wants to be romantic, dropping his usual erotic style of sex just for the holiday, but the switch is almost animalistic the way he turns into a beast after just a few thrusts. You will be laying on the bed, letting out soft and delicate moans as Toji ruts into you, but in the blink of an eye, he will have you face down ass up. Your back is so arched it almost hurts, but you would be lying if you said you weren’t going to end up begging him to fuck you like this.

Toji pounded his cock into you with brutal force, ripping a choked moan from your throat. A beefy arm was wrapped around your hips and you could feel the fact that Toji was bulging in your stomach. He laid against your back, his hot breath fanning on your ear as he spoke,”Happy Valentine’s day, Doll.” He was already so lost in your cunt and Toji was pretty shocked to get out a full sentence.

Your gummy walls swallowed him whole, practically milking him where he kneeled. He groaned as he pulled out half way, a chorus of wet fluids and cum sounding out together,”God, do you hear her? She’s just begging me to fill her up.” A pathetic whine slipped from your lips and you put your face into the pillows as an escape.

A ‘tsk’ noise sounded from Toji and you felt his large hand card through your hair and yank you back up. He pulled you up hard enough to the point you were both kneeling, his arm now keeping you upright,”Aw, don’t get shy now,” He thrusted up into you, making you cry out,”Doll, we’re just gettin’ started.”

His cock rested inside of you, twitching and completely stuffing you. You opened your mouth, but only small moans and whines fell out. Toji hummed teasingly, gripping your hair and making your head fall onto your shoulder,”Gotta use your words. I don’t know what you want, if you don’t speak Baby,” You were so embarrassed, but so turned on.

“Ngh,plea-shit.” You were tearing up, so distressed to make your boyfriend fuck you,”Please, f-fuck me Toji.” He didn’t need to be told twice.

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Choso Kamo loves Valentine’s day because he gets to spend the whole time cuddling and showering you in affection. The chocolate covered strawberries and candy taste good, but what tastes better is your soaking cunt on his tongue.

Your hand is gripping onto Choso’s dark hair like a life-line, vision going in and out as he devours you. It’s somewhat your fault for making him so needy for you. You both had been out in public, having no time for privacy, and now that you two were home, Choso wasn’t going to let you go. His hands are wrapped around your thighs, dragging you closer and closer to his hot mouth. Choso eats you out all the time, but there was a certain lust that flooded his veins when he was denied of you for too long.

Your first orgasm was like white lighting, cracking down through your core and silencing the world around you. You only gained some grip of reality when Choso slurped your juices quickly, his tongue flicking over your puffy clit occasionally and making you jolt. However, you knew you were in for a ride when his hold on you grew tighter and he rose from his place between your legs,” One more? C’mon, Sweetheart, it is a Holiday.”

His mouth and chin was covered in your slick. There was a small cloud of desire that blocked his vision and before you could give a shaky answer, he was already sucking on your clit. Yelping, you wrapped your thighs around Choso’s head, making him groan. The sound reverberated through your cunt and forced another moan from you.

By the time your second orgasm came, you were already gone. You were shaking, mumbling nonsense, and overstimulated. Each swipe of Choso’s tongue makes you gasp. Choso drank up your fluid like a man lost in the desert, not wasting a single drop. Tears welled in your eyes as he dragged his tongue flat along your lips, making you whine,”c-cho, please-mfg,so good,” Tears slip down your face, your words barely making it too Choso’s ears. (which may or may not because your thighs were covering them)

He looked up again, but slid two of his fingers past your puffy folds,”What was your favorite part about today?” He questioned innocently, as if he wasn’t fingering you. You let out a gasp as his lanky finger grazed over your g-spot, but left just as quick,”mghhh, I-i liked the,” gasping as he kitten licked your clit,”The flowers!” You squeaked

“I liked the f-flowers, ohh fuck, and-hnghh, the dinner!” You yelped the last part as Choso dragged a long stripe on your cunt. He hummed against your heat, making you jolt,”I liked spending time with you today, it was nice seeing you smile so much.” Your teeth grated against each other as you nodded, craving more of Choso. You tried shifting yourself closer to Choso’s tongue as he gave your cunt occasional licks, but either he didn’t get the hint or was ignoring them, he didn’t give you what you wanted.

“I also liked the restaurant we visited, it was super-“

“Choso!” You interrupted him. He perked up, curiosity in his eyes. You squeezed your eyes shut, completely caving to Choso’s will,” Please. Just fuck me.” That time Choso finally understood, clearer than ever.

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Peace

Synopsis: Life is full of chaos, stress, and anxiety. It helps when you have just a moment of peace with your favorite boys.

Pairing: Geto x Reader x Gojo

A/N: Just a cute fluff rq before my trip, also i will be getting “The Other Woman” Pt4 out tonight!❤️

*any homophobia/hateful comments or messages will be shamed first then removed. I do not condone any sort of harassment*

Word Count: 2.1k

Being a college student meant waking up early and preparing yourself for upcoming lessons that were extremely long. The months had flown by and now you were about a week away from your first semester ending. With December came midterms, something you were not excited about. Between tests, solo projects, and restless nights spending the hours studying, it was hard for anyone on campus to find some peace. Thankfully, you have two people to share this feeling with and you all found ways to make the days go by better.

There was a repetitive humming sounding from your phone and it took everything in you to not turn it off and just go back to sleep. Winter made the apartment complex so cold and your blankets felt so nice, not even mentioning the two bodies resting on you. In front of you, a puff of white hair was blocking the bottom of your vision and his arms were not only wrapped around you, but also around the man behind you.

The other man’s arm was secured around your waist and you could feel his long hair tickling the back of your neck. Out of the three of you, you were always the first up, and it felt nice to listen to their comforting rhythms of their heart beats.

Disappointedly, it was a Tuesday so you couldn’t sleep in with your boys, and you were the most responsible, so you made the decision to wake up. Patting the hand that rested near your hips, you slowly turn your head, whispering,”Suguru, I need to get up.”

He gave a hum that sounded like he was agreeing, but instead of releasing you, he buried his head into the crook of your neck. You giggled as his grip on you only tightened,Suguruwas always so clingy in the mornings. A small groan of discomfort came from the front of you and your other boyfriend was tangling his legs with yours. Satoru was always clingy. No matter the time of day. Do I really want to go to classes today? You knew that if you were to email your teachers, saying you were sick, they would do it too in a heartbeat. No, I can’t miss anything that would help in the midterms.

With a saddened exhale, you reached up, sweetly petting Suguru’s soft hair (that you totally weren’t jealous of) and gently asked him again,”Love, I really need to get ready.” You felt Suguru’s shoulders drop in dissatisfaction, but he complied with your words and let you go. Smiling, you place a soft kiss to his cheek as a thanks and scooted off the mattress.

As you stood and stretched you heard Satoru whine slowly, probably from the loss of heat, but then a second later he was latching himself to Suguru. You shook your head in amusement, moving to the shared bathroom. The chill in your room was not pleasant and you grabbed one of your robes you would normally wear after a shower, but you needed some sort of warmth. When you flicked the lights on, you winced at the change of brightness and had to stand in the doorway rubbing your eyes. Once your eyes were situated, you closed the door behind you, and grabbed your toothbrush.

As you brushed your teeth, you stared at your reflection, which to you, was not an amazing sight. Still, even with the bed head and tired eyes, Satoru and Sugurutreated you like they woke up to a model. Speaking of them, you heard footsteps walking to the door and since Satoru was always the last to wake up without fail, it had to be Suguru. Like you expected, the man opened the door, walking sluggishly towards you with sleepiness still dragging him down,”Good morning, My love.” He mumbled into your hair as he planted a kiss on it.

Through the frothy toothpaste you nodded, letting out a gargled response. He just chuckled, grabbing his own tooth brush. When you finished, you grabbed your hairbrush, beginning to comb through your hair. Suguru cut off his faucet, watching you through the mirror,”Care to do mine when you’re done?” Was that even something he had to question? You loved playing with or styling Suguru’s hair, so you were quick to accept his request.

When your hair looked good, you walked behind Suguru, going out to the room where Satoru was still snoring peacefully. You walked in, giggling under your breath and when you looked up Suguru was raising his brow at you. You gestured to the open door, still laughing quietly,”He sleeps like a bear in hibernation.” Suguru leaned past the door, chuckling at his boyfriend's loud snores,”This odd thing is, he only does that when he’s in bed alone.”

You opened up a drawer, grabbing your supplies for Suguru’s hair and smirked,”Good, because I would have to kick him out if he snored like that with us.” Once you got the chair in place, Sugurusat down, yawning tiredly as you grabbed his comb. There was no need for words as you deranged his hair, you two didn’t need them to fill the space. The silence was comfortable. You loved mornings like these. Where there was no rush, everyone was getting up at their own time, and it was peaceful.

You hummed a small tune under your breath as you worked your way through his dark strands. Glancing at the mirror, you smiled a bit, because Suguruhad closed his eyes somewhere in your process and with each brush, he leaned more into your touch. You decided to do a half-up-half-down style for his long hair. His eyes cracked open gently as your fingertips grazed his skin.

Sadly, the quietness was interrupted by a loud yawn. Satoru had woken up and he stood listlessly. He scratched his abdomen, blinking at you and Suguru as he collected his consciousness. It didn’t shock you that he walked in without a shirt on, only wearing fluffy pj sweatpants. (ones that had wine bottles on them like he was a woman in his forties'.) Satoru was an automatic heater, so the cold didn’t deter him. You watched as the man strolled over, leaning down and tilting his head to kiss Suguru, then leaned up and stole another kiss from you.

“Good morning,” He croaked, a dopey smile across his lips. You snickered quietly,”Morning.” Suguru was on the brink of falling asleep again, so he only gave a little hum in response. You looked back down at Suguru’s hair, collecting the soft strands that covered his face and pulling them into a small ponytail. Satoru walked behind you, laying his body against yours. It felt pretty nice, since he just radiates heat. He laid his head on your shoulder, watching his lovers do their usual routine. As you flattened any of Suguru’s fly-aways, Satoru stuck to your back, unmoving even as you bent down and planted a small kiss to Suguru’s cheek.

When you rose back up, Suguru leaned into you, forcing you into a sandwich between them. Normally, you would push them away, half hearted saying you wanted to get dressed, but in that moment, you could only stare. Satoru’s eyes were closed and he breathed deeply on your shoulder. Geto could barely keep his eyes open but he had a small smile on his face as he examined himself in the mirror. Maybe it was the stress of school or the fact a major test was coming up, but you really hadn’t heard the sound of pure silence. Only accompanied by the quiet breathing of the men next to you.

It was a soothing sound, one you were used to, but often neglected. It didn’t seem important, but the world was so busy lately and the momentary rest gave you relief. It calmed your worries. Silence the panic in your head. Most of all, it allows you to see the beauty of utter peace. It was rare to find a moment like this and it was justified when Satoru let out a loud groan, startling both you and Geto as he began to start his day. The other two might not have noticed, occupied by their own thoughts, but you didn’t mind. As long as you were sharing the brief bit of tranquility with them.

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You stood close to the two men as you waited for the bus to arrive. To try and create some sort of warmth, you huddled close to Suguru, your back resting against his chest as one of his hands wrapped around your collarbone. Satoru was shifting on the balls of his feet, letting out puffs of breath, and trying to avoid freezing. Each of your noses were turning a soft shade of pink and you regretted not asking for an uber, but then you would have to pay for it and none of you wanted to do that. Swiftly, Satoru’s interest had changed, he perked up and turned to you both,”Did I tell you guys about the dream I had last night?”

You both shook your head and Suguru added on,”If it’s anything like the ones you usually have, then I don’t want to know.” Satoru waved him off, now getting closer to tell his story,”This one was super realistic but it was so weird.” You gave him an unimpressed stare,”Are you going to tell us what happened or keep beating around the bush.” He rolled his eyes, flicking your forehead in a scolding manner,”I’m trying to create an ambiance.”

“More like trying to make it sound more interesting than it is.” Suguru snickered, making you giggle quietly. Satoru did not appreciate the mocking and took a large step to the side, deciding to ignore both of his partners. You faced the sky, you and Suguru sharing a look. With a sigh, Suguru turned toward the man.(who was acting like a child)”We were just messing with you Satoru.”

The white-haired male huffed, pouting and looking away. You had to hide the amused smile on your face so Satoru would stop being a baby,”C’mon, you can’t stay mad at us forever ‘Toru.” Dammit, he thought. You knew Satoru was weak to that nickname. Begrudgingly he moved back to his original position, finding himself snug against you and Suguru,”Anyways,” he said with sass dripping from his tone,”Basically we all went to the same school,but the weird thing was we all had like powers. There were also these monsters that were called curses or something.”

You listened carefully, not expecting his dream to actually have an interesting plot,”You were able to create transparent weapons out of nothing, like full on use an invisible gun.” That sounded pretty badass to you, Satoru pointed to Suguru, who was just as attentive,”And you could seal the curses into little balls and use them whenever you wanted, but you had to eat it to use them.” Suguru’s nose scrubbed in disgust,”Seriously? Why couldn’t I get something cool like her.” He complained

Satoru held up his hands in fake defense,”Hey, I’m not the one who came up with the powers.” He snapped his fingers, pointing to himself,”Oh and guess what? I was some sort of prodigy from a clan with my last name and I have this thing where when my eyes glow, I have a barrier around me, so literally nothing could hurt me.” You and Suguruwere at a loss for words. You elbowed the man,”So it’s just a coincidence you were the strongest one?”

He blew raspberries at you, acting like this was some sort of prophecy and it was the universe's intent to make him the most powerful,”Sorry, babe, but only some of us can wield such great power.” Your jaw tighter at his arrogance,”I’m going to punch you.” He laughed loudly, pulling you away from the warmth of Suguruand into his own arms, planting obnoxious kisses to your face,”It’s okay, I’ll protect you no matter what.”

You couldn’t contain your giggles even when you half heartedly tried to shove Satoru off of you, reaching for Suguruin a pitiful attempt of escape,”Help me!” You squeaked, but the man was way to entertained to help. After what felt like hours, the bus arrived and Satoru had stopped attacking you with kisses a second ago, but he didn’t let you go, instead keeping you tucked into his side. As the vehicle rolled to a stop, Satoru seemingly remembered another factor of his dream,”Also, I forgot to mention I had this thing called like third—wait no, six eyes. I could see everything.”

You let out a chuckle,turning your head as you walked up the steps,”Can’t you do that already?” Satoru opened his mouth to defend himself, but Sugurucut him off,”It’s sounds like your powers are super boring Satoru,”

Even as you and Suguruwere already on the bus, Satoru kept pouting, whining behind you guys to stop making fun of him. Despite his pouting, he scrambled onto the bus, trailing right behind you.

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[ink-stainedkiss]

The Other Woman Pt3

Synopsis: After weeks of heartbreak, the men come back, confessing their feelings, and thankfully you’ve been waiting on them.

A/N: Can you guys see what I added? 😔 Sigh i’m way to indecisive. So if you were wanting the sad ending you can thank the amazing people in the poll comments who made super good points! ❤️ If not, Enjoy the happy ending for all my fluff lovers!! :)

Pt.1 ⤑ Pt.2 ⤑ Pt.3 ⤑ Pt.4

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