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Husband Sukuna Ryomen Headcannons

Husband!Sukuna who is completely wrapped around your finger, but would never make it known. He has slaughtered thousands, is feared by his own village, and is a horror story to children. Yet, he enjoys resting his head in your lap and falls asleep peacefully as you play with his hair. As one would expect, Sukuna wouldn’t dare to show the soft side of himself, as it’s reserved for only his adoring wife.

Husband!Sukuna who feels off whenever you aren’t right next to him. No matter where, if you aren’t standing with him, he shifts uncomfortably and ends up calling for your presence. When Sukuna realized he had these unfamiliar feelings for you, it was decided that you could never get rid of him.

Husband!Sukuna who is too stubborn for his own good and can not for the life of him express his feelings. His bull-headed attitude always made disagreements turn into petty fights. You had learned that it’s better to give him space, rather than go back and forth.

Sukuna had done it again. He had killed off an innocent servant without a second thought. You couldn’t help but feel guilty that Sukuna didn’t face you with his merciless personality. There were only a selective few that the King of Curses didn’t wish death upon if they served no purpose. As you got word of why the poor servant was cut into pieces, you felt frustration build in you at the insignificant reason for her demise. You marched to your shared chamber, a deep furrow in your brow, and unsurprisingly, Sukuna was ever peaceful, reading a book on your bed.

“Is something wrong?” He hummed boredly, not looking up to meet your hardened gaze,”As a matter of fact, yes.” The king raised a curious brow, but shared no more interest,”What is the issue?” Standing unwaveringly, you plead your case,”You killed off a servant girl.” Sukuna nodded shortly,”I did. Is that all?”

Your jaw tightened,”You did it with no reason at all.” Sukuna gave you an indifferent look, clearly not seeing why you were upset,”She knocked over one of your vases, I had every right to kill her,” Your hands turned into fist,”No you didn’t. It was just painted clay, we could have gotten another one from the town’s potter.”

Sukuna set his book to the side, anger beginning to grow,”That was a gift. Are you telling me that you show no care toward my gracious offering?” You pinched the bridge of your nose,”No Sukuna. I loved the vase, it was beautiful,” You gave him a desperate look,”But that girl didn’t deserve to die over a simple mistake.” He looked you up and down, his tense expression unmoving.

“I detest your ability to forgive someone so easily.” You felt your hope run out at his heartless response. You exhaled softly, beginning to turn away. Sukuna noticed your change and he felt a sharp pang in his chest. Moving towards the door, you turned over your shoulder,” I apologize for wasting your time,”

Sukuna reached out and tried to call for you, but his chamber door was already shut. The king tossed his head back against the headboard and let out an audible groan.

Husband!Sukuna who replays your saddened voice over and over again and realizes he has to make it up to you. It was clear you were passionate about this topic and all Sukuna did was make it worse. So even if he’s completely terrible at voicing his apology, he understands that’s the only way to make you feel better.

Husband!Sukuna who seeks you out all throughout the estate, rushing past the workers and making them jump at his fervency. After searching for what seemed like forever, he goes to the last place in his mind. The gardens. This place was for Sukuna to rest in and for Sukuna only, that was until he found you. The two of you shared the sacred space often, just whenever you needed a moment of quiet. The garden was fenced off and only a certain few could enter the premises.

Husband!Sukuna who lets out a sigh of relief as he finds you sitting alone near a thin river.

Sukuna calmly walked over, sitting down next to you, and it was almost comical to see this beast of a man resting by your side. The silence between you two was agonizing, but you seem unbothered. The king carefully moved his head, revealing a pure white rose,”I plucked this for you. Its beauty reminds of you.”

Despite your anger, his words made your heart flutter, and you took it quietly. Your fingers fiddled with the delicate petals,”Thank you,” Sukuna wasn’t greatly pleased with your words. His mind ran laps around what he should say and eventually he spoke up,”I will try to be more…pitying.” Your head whipped around, facing your husband in shock,”Really? Would you do that?”

He let out a lenient sigh, giving you a short nod,”If it makes you happy, then I shall.” Sukuna knew you were giving him those pathetic eyes that made him feel all warm and gross, so he didn’t meet your gaze. Before he could continue, your body was leaping onto his, making the King fall onto the grass with a small groan.

His face was decorated in tiny kisses and you thanked him endlessly,”Oh, thank you Kuna. I’m forever in your debt.” Sukuna rolled his eyes, staring up at you as you halted your persistent kisses,”Don’t say such foolish things. You’re in no one’s debt and you never will be.” His words made your smile wider and once again he was smothered in your lips.

It seemed like merely a fable that the King of Curses was letting out belly laughs as his wife showed him so much affection.

Husband!Sukuna who tells himself that nothing, no living or dead creature shall take you away from him, and he would rain hell on the earth if they dared to try.

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Boyfriend Gojo Messages

Synopsis:Text with your boyfriend Gojo

A/N: I’m actually so glad i found a way to make Smau works, cause in the beginning i was using a laggy website, but now i work smarter and just use my ipad and my phone 😛 Btw, school is going to start up again and i have lots of stuff going on with my theater class/show, so my activity will be a little slow, but i promise i will store up loads of oneshots and what not for my lovelies! 🫶

Warnings: None

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House Husband Toji Fushiguro Headcannons

Househusband!Toji who initially thought your relationship was going to be his usual hook-up for a paycheck. He found you at some dingy bar that held lots of sad old men (Like Toji) and women. However, he never expected to land on you. You definitely didn’t belong here. Toji scanned your figure, noting the brand clothes and expensive watch on your wrist. Cooly, he slid onto the stool next to you, and worked his “magic”

“What’s a pretty woman like you doing in a shithole like this?” He questioned, swirling his whiskey. You scoffed, not even sparing him a glance,”Do you use that line on every girl?” Toji gave a smirk, intrigued by your response,”Only the ones who look like they need cheering up.” Rolling your eyes,”Well then you’ve got the wrong person.”

“C’mon, don’t act like you're not sulking all alone here.” You stay silent, only making Toji try harder,”What? Boyfriend dump you?” Your hands turned into fist,anger bubbling up,”More like I dumped him, because he can’t keep his hands to himself.” Toji’s eyes widened a bit,”Ah, he sounds like a piece of shit.” You give a begrudged nod, since unfortunately, he was right.

“I hope you know that he lost someone special,” He tossed his head back, finishing his drink,”And that I would never dare to ruin that.” What Toji didn’t expect was for you to laugh. Like full on laugh. At him. You turned to him, trying to calm your giggles,”You’re kidding right?”

“Now I know you’re full of shit, because I saw you when you came in.” You gestured to the door behind you,”I saw you gawking at those girls that left a while ago and how you only used them to get that drink.” Motioning toward the empty glass, you continue,”You are clearly the target audience for a place like this, I can tell from your outfit that you barely have enough money to stay here for another hour.”

Toji was astonished and he should be pissed, but your angered tone only turned Toji on. Maybe that’s why the two of you were stumbling past your front door in a heated make out sesh that very night.

Househusband!Toji who woke up that morning and was fascinated by your luxurious house. He was wearing loose sweatpants, walking around your home like he lived there, and was even using your coffee maker. Which had lots of complex buttons when all he wanted was a damn black coffee. Once he was finally done with his drink, he walked around, and realized he had hit the jackpot.

Househusband!Toji who brewed up a plan to practically become your sugar baby. It wasn’t anything new to him, but this time it looked like you had money to spare. You had to be a doctor or a lawyer, or something.

Househusband!Toji who chuckled when walked up to him and decided to set some boundaries. Really, he was focused on the dark hickeys covering your neck and collarbone, but his attention shifted when you destroyed his plan in an instant.

“If you think you can have sex with me and I’ll give you some cash, you’re delusional.” You stated clearly. He tilted his head, raising a brow at your stern face,”Are you saying I was bad?” Your brow furrowed, agitated by his flirty personality,”No. I’m saying that I’m not a trust fund.”

You walked over, staring up at him, even as he towered over you, and spoke to him like he was your property,”If you want money, you’re gonna have to work for it.”

Househusband!Toji who told himself he should just leave you and your absurd idea behind, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t interested. You were a beautiful woman with a beautiful body, that he loved to devour, and you told him he could stay here, as long as he did some work.

Househusband!Toji who practically had a rent free home to stay at while you were off at work. He would lounge around, eating the snacks in your pantry, and over all living the high life. That was until you texted him saying to tidy up the kitchen or the living room before you got home.

Househusband!Toji who stood proudly in your spotless home, awaiting your praise and that expected amount of cash. You had to admit, he did a damn good job. There wasn’t a single spec of dust and it seemed he actually put some effort in. Now that you knew he was willing to do house work, you decided to make the tasks a bit more complex.

Househusband!Toji who loved the fact you were true to your word. Each time he cleaned whatever part of your house you wanted, the next day there would be a notification from you sending over the money. Although, when you didn’t have any laundry to do and Toji had kept his end of the deal up, there were other ways he would collect some cash.

Househusband!Toji who is a bit confused when you ask to make some dinner for the both of you before you get to your house. He was going to go the simple route and just order something, but he told himself if he were to actually cook, then he would get a bigger pay. So that’s how the routine started.

When you opened your front door, you were expecting the scent of savory meat and spices to be filling your house. As you shut the door, you saw Toji sticking his head past the doorway, smiling as he saw you,”Oh, hey, I was wondering when you were going to show up.” You placed your stuff down, curiously walking closer to the kitchen,”What exactly are you doing?”

Looking down, Toji had grabbed your pots and pans and somehow had whipped up a home cooked meal. You could see he was cooking some vegetables while two small slabs of meat were on low heat to the side. He scoffed, continuing to shift the veggies around the butter,”I’m cooking us dinner, what the hell would I be doing?”

You giggled,”Sorry, I just thought you were going to order pizza,” He nodded, a new feeling blooming in his chest,”Yeah, uh, I thought so too.”

Househusband!Toji who becomes a lot more soft around you. It’s clear in tone and how he dies down his teasing. Even during the late hours of the night, after Toji had completely fucked you dumb, he would usually wrap one arm around you and somewhere in the night move away, but now he needs to be securely locked onto your frame. You were a bit shocked when he fastened both of his arms around your body. In the morning he was still there and it took a while for him to let up.

Househusband!Toji who finally believes in love again.

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You’re Nothing Special (AKA: Perfect)

- Kusuo Saiki

Synopsis: Today, Saiki is faced with the biggest challenge; going to your home. The pyschic isn’t sure what to expect, but in the end, he figures out more than he believed he would.

Guys I’m am so sorry for taking so long on the Pt.2. I fear I grew a writers block when writing Saiki, but also because I had no clue where to begin with the Reader being so boring (LMAO) so that’s why she has an average life, but she’s not a complete robot. Also, can you guys catch which Laufey song I was inspired by while writing this?

“Regular speaking.”

Regular thinking.

‘Saiki Speaking.’

Saiki Thinking

Warnings:None

Word Count: 1.6k

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Today was the day. Saiki was going to come over to your home to work on the project. He was more nervous than he would like to admit. He just didn’t want to mess up. It was too late to back down because he was walking through the icy winds, about a minute away from the address you had sent him. His mind raced with dooming thoughts. What if her parents barrage me with personal questions? I hope it’s not awkward. He shurred not at the cold weather, but the feeling of unpleasantness.

Before he knew it, the psychic was standing in front of your home. There was only one word to describe it. Average. Just the way Saiki liked it.

You opened the door, a blinding smile on your face as recognizable pink hair came into your view,”Saiki!” You said cheerfully,”I was wondering when you were going to show up.” Saiki softly smiled at your happiness, ‘I’m sorry, I forgot my coat at home and had to turn back.’ That’s a lie. He spent most of his time contemplating if he should go or text you and say he felt under the weather. You frowned at him, glancing past and noticing the flurry coating the sky,”Well come in, I don’t want you to freeze.”

That would likely never happen, but it was sweet you cared. He walked into your home, noticing the cleanliness of the place. There wasn’t a lot of decorations and it was easy to see you and your parents had just moved here. Even if, the psychic saw trinkets that showed off the love growing from this home. A tiny picture frame that held your child-like smile or a hung painting of your baby handprint that was worn down. Saiki took off his coat, placing it on the coat rack next to him, ‘You have a very cozy home.’

You gave him bewildered eyes,”Seriously? I think it looks pretty boring.” ‘Is that a bad thing?’ Your face showed how in thought you were about his question, and soon enough you smiled,” I’ve never thought about it that way,” Looking around, you started to see what Saiki was talking about,”I guess it isn’t.”

“Honey? Who’s at the door?” Oh no. You turn your head toward your mother, who had walked out of the kitchen,”Just my work partner,” Saiki freezes up as your mom’s gaze lands on him,”Oh! Is this Saiki?” Did you mention me before? The blush rising to your cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by the psychic,”Yes, mom.”

A delighted look fell onto your mothers face as she stuck out a hand for him to shake,”It’s nice to meet you Saiki.” He nodded softly, shaking her hand, ‘It’s nice to meet you too. Thank you for inviting me over.’ Your mother glanced at you with an impressed look,”You should bring him over more often, Dear.” Your face flushes and you whip your head around to hide it,”Mom, please quit.” You give a desperate look towards Saiki and he quickly picks it up,”We are going to head up to my room.”

Your mother has a cheeky smirk on her face, one that makes you glare at her. Eventually, she drops her teasing and lets the two of you leave. You were finally alone and it looked like you had started on the project before Saiki even got to your home. You chuckled slightly at the sigh of your floor being covered in working tools. Notebooks, pencils and pens, sticky notes, and your laptop open,”Sorry, I just wanted to work ahead.” He shook his head, ‘I don’t mind. I’m glad you care about the project.’ Saiki could have easily done the work on his own, but he respected the fact that you weren’t…well a Nendo.

Saiki watched as you dropped to the floor, getting comfortable on the wood tiles,”You can work on my bed if you want or my desk.” Saiki glanced at the options, but ultimately sat down in front of you, ‘The floors fine.’ There was a split second where you just stared at him, an indistinct expression on your face. His brows creased and completely forgot to use his powers, instead quickly asking you, ‘What?’

You shook your head in amusement,”You’re just something else Saiki.” Am I supposed to take offense to that? Seemingly reading his mind, you continued,”Not in a bad way, it’s just, most people at school they’re so loud and judgmental, but you’re not like them.” Saiki was very confused. Is it a good thing that he stuck out of the crowd? Maybe, if it meant you saw something good in him.

The day continued, the sun slowly sinking and making you turn on soft lights and candles. Somehow, you both moved to your bed and really the only thing running through your head was information that Saiki already knew. The teacher said five slides, so we can just split it evenly. I hope he’s not feeling uncomfortable. Should I speak up? But we are both working, I don’t want to-

‘Are you finding your own way around the school?’ Saiki wasn’t one to start a conversation, but you seemed to be overthinking, so he stepped in to help. There was a flash of surprise on your face, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, replaced by a light grin,”Mhm! I’m honestly shocked I haven’t gotten lost and the teachers are super nice.” He nodded along, ‘What about the other students?’

Saiki felt an odd sense in his chest as a downcast expression landed on your face, clearly it wasn’t good. To distract yourself, you typed away on your computer,trying to act unmoved by his question,”It’s fine. I think our classmates only like people who have an interesting story.” A faux laugh sounded from you,”It feels like if you're not making a scene, then nobody really cares.” The psychic's brow furrowed at your words. I wish people saw you the way I do.

Clearing your throat, you tried to air out the awkwardness you brought in and played it off,”That’s really my fault, maybe I should have lied and said I’m the child of a billionaire.” If you would have said something like that, then I wouldn’t have tried to be your friend. The work in front of you two was slowly being abandoned and now you were leaning on your wall, staring at the open space ahead,”I think I’m only feeling like this because I’m not different. I feel like the most boringest person.”

Saiki couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You made being average sound terrible, but to him that’s all he wanted. Biting the inside of his cheek, Saiki dared to press you further, ‘It might be you’re just new to school and people haven’t introduced themselves to you.’ You exhaled softly, sorrow detectable in your tone,”Yeah, but usually new kids are always being asked questions and being greeted by their classmates, but so far you're the only one who’s made an impact.” That’s sort of good to hear.

‘Would it help to hear, if I said I like the fact you aren’t different from the crowd?’ Your jaw dropped slightly. Did he really just say that? Did I really just say that? Saiki didn’t expect to hear you giggling, a genuine giggle,”Thank you, it does help.” You sighed, leaning your head back,”I’m glad I got to know you Kusuo.” Saiki had to ignore how his heart fluttered at the sound of his name on your lips.

For the rest of the night, you spoke on and on. Saiki was sure this was the longest conversation he’s ever held. You told more about your life and he saw a tiny spark ignite in your eyes. It was no shocker to say that you were beautiful, but Saiki thought that your personality shined ten times brighter. Soon enough, the talk died down and you had turned on a movie. The psychic believed he would finish the show then leave, but then something fell onto his shoulder. He whipped his head around, but his eyes softened when they landed on your sleeping face. Are you really that comfortable around me? Saiki closed your laptop carefully, hoping to not wake you, and sat there in silence.

Your breathing was calm, quiet, and soothing to Saiki’s ears. Unbeknownst to him, Saiki rested his head on top of yours, unsure if this was a dream. While you slept, Saiki started to stare. Hard. He didn’t want to sound like a pervert, but he believed you looked so beautiful right now. There was a sharp bolt of realization that hit the psychic. As he watched your sleepy state, he concluded that friendship wasn’t what he wanted with you. The feeling pounded against his racing heart. This had to be a joke. A trick? I’ve never felt like this. It was a lot for him to take in, but you managed to slip past the psychic's vision and found yourself creating a new space in his heart.

Along with this new feeling, Saiki also realized something else. The more you talked, the more he saw you weren’t a boring person. Sure, you weren’t attracting chaos and the center of attention, but you had a personality. And Saiki thought that was just as perfect. The psychic reached a hand out, a throw blanket placed on your chair rising from its spot and floating over. He let it fly up and slowly glided down, resting comfortably on the two of you. Instinctively, you scooted closer, wanting more warmth. Saiki looked over, a little smile creeping its way onto his features. While you were sleeping, Saiki fell in love.

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Past Scars - Satoru Gojo Drabble

Synopsis: College!Satoru (and College!Suguru) has some interesting scars that catch your attention

*Not proof read*

A/N: So I made up a Headcannons that after…you know what happens to Satoru and Suguru 🙁… they come back in their next life with the scars from their past. I thought I was a cool idea and I love College AU so I smashed those to together! I think I'm going to make longer fics about this later on, anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed :)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 952

You and Gojo had been friends since the eighth grade, so you both were extremely comfortable around each other. You were practically inseparable. Since you were so close, it came with nothing being able to cross boundaries. Most always guessed that you too were filled with tension, but that was a story for another day. As you both grew and graduated, you noticed that Satoru changed. Like changed. He grew taller, a hell of a lot taller than you. His figure muscles were huge and you weren’t being creepy when you watched him during the summer, just appreciating the view.

Anyways, there was one thing you hadn’t brought up between the two of you. It’s not like Satoru said anything about them, but you still believed it was a touchy subject. The day you worked up the courage to ask him about it, was in his dorm, along with his roommate Suguru. You and Suguru weren’t as close, but you were still definitely friends. You had only met him during your senior year of high school, but Satoru brought him around quite often so you both got closer.

You and Suguru were relaxing on Satoru’s bed, scrolling on your phones and showing your screens to each other if something funny popped up. The three of you were planning to head out to dinner and of course, Satoru was the only one not ready. Suguru kept reminding him to get up, but to no avail, Satoru accidentally fell asleep. He jolted up when you knocked on the door, now you were patiently waiting for him to get ready. Well, at least you were the patient one.

“Do you just want to go and leave him?” Suguru asked loudly, obviously wanting his roomate to hear from the bathroom. You snickered,glancing at the white-haired man,”Why not, it’ll be more quiet.” You and Suguru laughed together as Satoru glared at you both from the doorway,”If you guys leave, then who’s going to pay? ‘Cause I know neither of you have money.”

You shared a look with Suguru,shrugging,”He does have a point.” The man nodded, smirking to himself. Becoming bored with your phone, you set it down, just as Satoru was walking out. He moved to his dresser, scanning through the folded clothes,”Should we all match?” He asked over his shoulder. Your brow furrowed,”Why the hell would we do that?” The man pouted,”Is that a no?”

Suguru cut in,”They might think we are all dating.” Before you could make a sound of disgust, Satoru interrupted, turning to the both of you with a Cheshire-cat smile,”And who says that’s a bad thing?” The wink he sends you and Suguru is enough to send blush to your cheeks. Satoru lets out a hearty laugh and turns back to his dresser. You notice how Suguru shifts and looking at his face, he too is flustered.

Without hesitation, Satoru pulled off his shirt, revealing his ripped abs. Suddenly your phone was the most interesting thing in the room. Though, your eyes did catch onto the darkened scar that wrapped around his waist. Not only there, but there was one that stretched from under his peck and dipped past his loose sweatpants. The first one you noted a while ago was smaller than the rest that were etched onto his chest and back, it was placed diagonally on his throat. Your curiosity got the better of you and before you would stop yourself, your mouth was opening,”Hey ‘Toru?”

He hummedin question, his shirt halfway around over his head,”How did you get those scars?” He looked at you quizzically, then looked down at his marked body,”Oh, yeah these,” he chuckled,”They’re not scars, they’re birthmarks. I’ve had them since I was a baby.” Suguru was now in the conversation, quietly listening to the two of you.

“They aren’t passed on, are they?” You asked, making him shake his head,”Nah, my parents don’t have any marks,” He covered his figure with his shirt but continued,”My mom told me when I was a kid that they were from my past life.” Suguru chuckled next to you,”So someone sliced you in half?” Satoru raised a brow, looking entertained at his friend's words,”Well you can’t make fun of me when she has no clue about yours.”

Your eyes widened while Suguru’s face dropped, turning to him, you gave him a look of utter disbelief,”Do you have marks too?” The man sighed, beginning to lift his shirt. Man, i'm just getting spoiled today, aren’t I? Ignoring your thoughts, you watched as he revealed his similar scars. There was a huge ‘X’ across his chest and after taking his arm out of the sleeve, you notice the marks that acted like bolts of electricity starting from his right shoulder onto his arm.

“So I guess someone cut you up, huh, Suguru?” Satoru teased, making Suguru roll his eyes. Once his shirt was back on and you were done gawking, Satoru turned to you,”Do you not have any birthmarks, Sweetheart?” Frowning, you shook your head,”No. I wanna have badass scars like you guys.” The men laughed at the small frown on your lips. Satoru begins to put on his circular glasses, ones that he’s had forever,”You don’t need them. You already look pretty without them.”

You were stunned, but Satoru was already changing the topic, clapping his hands together,”Alright, who wants food.” Suguru was hopping off his roommate's bed and held out a hand to you, though I wasn’t needed, you still took it, melting under his sultry smile. These two had no clue what they did to you.

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Nuisance - Ryomen Sukuna ✧

Synopsis: *Human!Sukuna* While hanging out with your boyfriend, Ryomen, his little brother wanders out of his room.

*Not Proof Read*

A/N: I’ve been wanting to write something about the King of Curses and this prompt came to mind. I hope you guys enjoy it cause I loved writing about baby Yuji. Also, something like this is in the works for Dad!Gojo and Son!Megumi.

Warnings:None

Word Count: 1.5k

You have been chilling in Ryomen’s room for hours now. Since it was a weekend and you both didn’t have any classes, you found yourself resting in his bed while he played relentlessly on his video game. You had been passing the time by scrolling on your phone, but it became so repetitive, you ultimately gave up on trying to find something interesting to watch. Stretching in Ryo’s bed, you let out a grunt and lifted yourself from his mattress. He didn’t seem to notice your movement as you got up and strolled behind him. He had his headphones on and occasionally he would blurt out some phrase that sounded like gibberish to you.

Quietly, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, giving him a quick kiss to his cheek, but as you began to walk to the door, you were whipped around and stuck in between Ryomen’s legs. He had taken his headset off and stared up at you with questioning eyes,”Where are you going?” You smirked, leaning down and placing a slow kiss to his lips,”Just down stairs, I’m hungry.” He hummed to your words, kneading the flesh of the back of your thighs,”Can you bring me some water?” Nodding, you gave him one last kiss,”Of course.”

With that he let you go, not without slapping your ass on your way out. You flipped him off playfully, smiling as his deep chuckled echoed out. You headed down the hallway, humming a small song under your breath as you walked to the kitchen. When you first met Ryo, you were expecting his small home to be trashed and flooded with dirty dishes, but to your surprise it was quite the opposite. He had a comfortable two bedroom, one bathroom, house that was practically becoming your second home. You weren’t sure who told him that keeping a fresh home attracts a lady, but it definitely works. He had plenty of good-smelling candles and each section of the home was spotless.

You wandered into the kitchen, opening the cupboards to find his stockpile of snacks. Finally, you found a bag of chips and set them on the counter. Moving to his refrigerator, you smirked at the photo stuck to the front with a magnet. It showed you and Ryomen standing in front of a Christmas light show and you were kissing his cheek. He’s such a softie. Opening the fridge, you frowned at the scarce amount of options. Energy drinks,condiments,barely any sandwich meat and eggs. You really needed to go grocery shopping with him. Shockingly, he had bottled water in the bottom.

As you reached for it, you heard a door open in the back room and assumed Ryomen was finished with his game. You stood, turning with the water in hand, but the person behind you was not Ryomen at all. Well he did look exactly like him, just a lot younger. A little boy that shared Ryomen’s light pink hair and dark hazel eyes. He clearly had just woken up, because his hair was messy and he rubbed his eyes tiredly. Looking up, his eyes shone in pure wonder,”Who are you?”

You giggled, bending down to meet his level, he couldn't be any older than five,”Hey little guy,” you cooed,”I’m Ryomen’s girlfriend. What’s your name?” He pointed to himself,”I’m Yuji,” then pointed back to you,”You’re the one my older brother keeps talking about.” You raised your brows in interest,”He does? Well what does he say?” The little boy beamed at your question,”He says you’re really pretty.”

You giggled at his words,”Aw, that’s sweet of him.” He nodded along, then let out a yawn. You tilted your head, very happy to be talking to Ryomen’s adorable little brother,”Did you just wake up?” He let out a cute ‘mhm’ and you glanced at the hallway,”How come Ryomen hasn’t told me anything about you?” He gave a small shrug,”I don’t know,” You stood to your full height and gestured to the hall,”Well do you wanna go say hi to him?”

He nodded excitedly and just as you were about to lead the way, Yuji lifted both of his hands, making a small grabbing motion. You were sure this boy was going to be the death of you. Not wanting to let him down, you grabbed under his armpit, and lifted him off the ground. Setting him on your hip, you examined his features,”Aren’t you the cutest thing.” You booped his nose and he let out a small giggle,”When Ryo told me about you, I knew you were a good person.”

You smiled,”Thank you Yuji, I think you’re a good person too.” You ruffled his fluffy hair and Yuji clung to your shoulder, hugging you tightly. He’s kinda like a koala. You carried the boy to Ryomen’s door, completely forgetting the items you were supposed to bring back. Turning the handle, you stood in the doorway, pausing to put a finger to your lips and face Yuji. He gave a nod of understanding and you faced Ryomen, who was still playing his game.

“Ryo,” You called, making the man pause his game and begin to turn in his chair. As he removed his headphones,he had a small smile on his face,”I was wondering when you would get back-“ His smile dropped at the sight before him,”Where do you find him?” You rolled your eyes, setting the boy down,”You’re acting like he’s a stray.” Yuji ran right to his brother and climbed onto his lap. While Ryomen looks upset, he still allowed Yuji to stand on his thigh and stare in awe at his game’s visuals.

“He was supposed to be sleeping.” Ryomen claimed, you nodded,”Yeah, he walked out when I was grabbing the stuff and said some things.” He raised a brow, glancing at his little brother,”Like what?” There was a bit of annoyance in his tone, but you walked over, waving his suspension away,”Nothing bad, but how come I’ve never heard of this cutie?”

He scoffed, crossing his arms,”He’s anything but cute. His face is so annoying.” You raised a brow,”You guys have the exact same face.” He rolled his eyes,”Quit lying.” You giggled quietly, loving how moody the man was. Ryomen poked the boy's side, making him squeal,”I have told you about him, he’s just never around when you’re here.” You frowned,”Aw, that means I won’t be able to see him often.” Ryomen sighed,”Our parents are off on vacation and they didn’t want to pay for a babysitter so they dropped him off here,”

Yuji climbed down from Ryomen’s legs and grabbed your hand, pulling you down to the floor,”But what about during the weekdays? You don’t leave him here do you?” Ryomen gave you an unimpressed look,”No. of course I don’t. There’s a preschool close to here and I just drop him off before I go to class.” You hummed to his words, liking his response,”You’re pretty responsible Ryo.”

“Obviously. He’s my little brother.” You looked up at him with a small pout as Yuji played with your hair curiously. Ryomen scrunched his face,”Don’t look at me like that.” He motioned to the little boy who was crawling into your lap,”Our mom would kill me if I didn’t take care of that nuisance.” You gasped, collecting Yuji in your arms protectively,”He is not a nuisance. He’s a little angel.”

The man shook his head, turning back to his game,”Maybe to you.” You glared at the back of Ryomen’s head, then turned down to the boy in your arms,”He’s just jealous Yuji.” Though Ryomen acted like he didn’t care, he side-eyed the two of you, smiling to himself as you continued to entertain his younger brother.

The day carried on, sun falling past the horizon and that night you all had pasta, much to Yuji’s request. You all got ready for bed, letting Yuji use your moisturizer as he watched you in amazement. Ryomen picked up his brother once you were finished with your routine and the two of you walked to Yuji’s room. Unfortunately, when Ryomen opened the door, Yuji let out a pitiful whine and nuzzled himself closer into Ryomen’s chest. Your eyebrows crease and you pet his hair comfortingly.

Your boyfriend exhaled,walking into the room,”Come on Yuji, you gotta go to bed.” He let out a sound of disagreement and moved from his arms, reaching out for yours. Folding instantly, you took him from his brother, smiling as the little boy cuddled you. Ryomen stood there, a disappointed look on his face as he watched Yuji. You held him tightly, staring at Ryo with pleading eyes,”Please can he stay with us?”

His brow furrowed, but he ultimately gave into your puppy eyes,”Fine, but just this once. Never again.” You walked over, kissing him softly,”Thank you, Ryo.” It wasn’t a shocker when Yuji slept in your guy's bed, sleeping peacefully between your bodies.

[ink-stainedkiss]

‘Jacked and Kind’ Drabble - Bnha Boy Trio

Synopsis: Doing the ‘A Boy Who’s Jacked and Kind’ with Bakugo, Todoroki, and Midoriya!

A/N: This was a request! A fun one might I add. Hopefully you guys like it and don’t forget you can always request Oneshots, drabbles, Headcannons, etc! 🫶🏻

Warnings:None

Word Count: 1.1k

Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugo wasn’t stupid, he’s seen the trend, and when you brought it up to him, he wanted no part in it.

“C’mon Katsuki,” You whined, waving your screen in front of him,”It’ll be cute,” He huffed,”I don’t care.” Frowning, you plopped onto the couch next to him,”Why are you so against it?” He continued to read the book in his lap, slightly annoyed by your persistent,”Because it’s a stupid fuckin’ trend. Why do you need to film it to prove I can pick you up?” Smirking, you draped yourself over the boy, putting on a pitiful performance,”So we can prove our love.”

Scoffeing, Bakugo shoved you off of his arm, unfazed by your words,”Yeah, whatever.” You decided to move onto the next tactic,”I mean, if you’re too weak to do the trend then I understand…” Alas, Bakugo showed no reaction to your provocation. Your shoulders dropped and he let out a chuckle,”Did you really think that would work? You’re not as smart as I thought.”

Clearly the ‘kind’ part didn’t apply to your boyfriend. You groaned audibly and got up, finally leaving Bakugo to his reading. You stood, staring sorrowfully at this couple on your phone,”I guess I’ll ask Eijirou instead, I’m sure he’ll be up for it.”

Like a flipped switch, Bakugo was on his feet in an instant, his book left behind,”Like hell you will.” He uttered,”Set up your damn phone.” A giddy smile spread to your face as you set up your phone. I knew that would work.

Bakugou stood next to you begrudgingly, a scowl depicted on his features. The music started and you hoped your boyfriend wouldn’t get revenge by tossing you over his shoulders. His large hands gripped your hips and you didn’t have anytime to grab his wrist before you were being lifted from the ground. You were star struck. I didn’t even jump. Bakugo snickered at your reaction and flexed slightly for the camera. You posed for the camera, feeling Bakugo’s hand resting comfortably on your thigh. Right before the music ended, Bakugo flipped off the camera, making you let out a laugh.

He let you down easily, mumbling under his breath about how stupid this was and he was going right back to his book. That night, your post had blown up. You rested on your bed with Bakugo showing the hilarious comments.

i feel so disrespected.

in front of my salad??

the audacity to be in my fyp…

so cute! *blocks*

If one thing was true, Bakugo fit the jacked description extremely well.

・❥・

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto hadn’t seen the trend at all, which wasn’t a shocker, but when you came to him so energetic, he was curious to see what it was all about. He had to admit, the trend was cute. You stared at him with such hopeful eyes,”So? Can we do it Sho’?” He glanced at the video again, then at your face,”Will it make you happy?” You bobbed your head rapidly,”Yes, I’ve been dying to do this with you.” He gave a small smile, then gave a curt nod,”Then let’s do it.”

You were buzzing with happiness and your smile was blown wide in front of the camera. You started lip syncing to the music and then you felt Shoto’s hands on your hips. You knew Shoto had muscle (he always let you caress them whenever you liked) but you were still shocked by the ease of his movements. He gracefully lifted you, placing you onto his shoulder and you posed for the camera, crossing your leg over the other like a princess. Once it was over, Shoto put you on the ground softly, and as a thank you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek,”Thank you, Shoto.”

After a few hours, your video was flooded with likes and comments, but as you looked over the video, you realized Shoto wasn’t even looking at the camera. He didn’t flex or smile, instead his eyes were locked onto you, who was too busy looking pretty for the camera. He looked completely whipped for you and you couldn’t help but show it back to Shoto. The boy gave a simple shrug,”You looked beautiful, I couldn’t help myself.”

His words made you blush and you had to cover yourself ur embarrassment by tucking yourself into Shoto’s embrace. He didn’t know why you needed a hug all of a sudden, but he was happy to provide. When you calmed down, you both went through the comments. Shoto was a bit confused,”Why are they so angry?” You chuckled, shaking your head,”No, they’re not mad Sho’, they’re being sarcastic.”

on my wifi?

if you look closely you can see me hanging in the background 😊

you guys are adorable!! I’m standing in the middle of the highway rn!!

・❥・

Izuku Midoriya

Let’s be honest. Izuku is the one to come to you about the trend. He saw it on his feed and was thrilled to try it out. He practically bounced on his feet as you watched the couple. You knew Izuku wasn’t as tall as most of the guys on the trend, but if you knew one thing, it was that Izuku had arms for days, let alone his muscular legs. You passed Izuku his phone back, raising a brow at him,”And why do you wanna do this?” Izuku lit up, puffing his chest out with pride,”So I can show you off.”

If that wasn’t a perfect answer, then you don’t know what is. You were setting up his phone immediately. The song began to play and you stood next to Izuku happily. He grabbed your waist, lifting you swiftly onto his shoulder. He flexed his bicep, winking toward the camera, but unexpectedly he was bumping his shoulders up and you were slipping from your spot. You let out a gasp, but then Izuku’s arm was placed securely on your back and under your knees. You giggled out of shock and Izuku’s heart melted at how pretty you looked. He quickly stole a kiss and when he pulled away the video was already done.

He set you down carefully, a heavy blush tinting his face,”Sorry, I got carried away.” You rolled your eyes playfully,”You definitely don’t have to apologize.” He stood over your shoulder, watching the video back and he would be lying if he said he didn’t immediately save it to his camera roll. Later that day you were both cuddling on the couch and you checked the video, which was overfilled with hilarious comments.

am I interrupting something..?

stood up, shed a tear, then applauded

pls get a room.

this has to be cyberbullying.

You both were entertained by the comments, but then Izuku pointed to your caption,”Did you call me a ‘Short King’?”

[ink-stainedkiss]

Graying Skies - Megumi Fushiguro

Synopsis: A ceaseless thunderstorm broods over Jujutsu Tech and it makes you begin to loose sleep. Thankfully a just as restless Megumi is here to provide company.

Since it was raining today, I decided to incorporate it into my work. I am so happy to finally create a work about my favorite grumpy boy🫶. Feel free to request more Oneshots like this if you enjoyed it!

Warnings: Slightly suggestive, but it’s just making out

Word Count: 1.2k

Thunder clapped violently above head, shaking the entire building, and making the raging thunderstorm outside worse. Bolts of lightning came crashing down, their natural light flashing through the crack of your curtain. It had been raining all day, so you had to go to classes with the continuous pattering of droplets hitting the roof to complete it. The atmosphere made everyone at Jujutsu Tech tired. Gojo Sensei even turned on a movie because he was too sleepy to teach, which was understandable. You couldn’t train because the workspaces were slick and Principal Yaga was weary his students would catch a cold if they were outside for too long.

Classes had ended and everyone was in their assigned dorms. Some people like Yuji and Nobara had already passed out, unfazed by the weather, but you found yourself on the opposite side of the scale. You sat on your bed, knees tucked into your chest as your eyes stared at the darkened sky. Usually, you were fine about going to sleep in the rain, but something was nagging you tonight. You decided to wait it out since tomorrow would be the weekend and you could sleep in forever how long you wanted. A few candles scattered in your dorm created a soft glow and even with the occasional cracks of light and booming thunder, it was calming.

Your eyes felt heavy and you wondered if you should try to go to bed, but just as that thought appeared, there was a soft knock at your door. You turned, brow raised. Who would be knocking at this time? “Come in.” The person on the other side of the door pushed it slowly open and when they came into view, you were a bit stunned,” Megumi?” He stood in your doorway, looking away from your curious gaze, almost like he was embarrassed. He was in his sleep clothes, a black long-sleeve and simple grey sweatpants.

“Sorry if I woke you,” he mumbled. You giggled softly, motioning to the lit candles,” You’re alright, I’ve been up for a while.” He nodded,” You couldn’t sleep?” You shook your head to his question,” No and it looks like you can’t either.” He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly,” Yeah, I was trying to find someone else who I could stay up with…” The fact that Megumi had gone to your door first without question was something he was going to keep to himself.

You watched in amusement as he shifted on the balls of his feet, clearly struggling to sound his thoughts. You scooted to the wall side of your bed,” Well, I am in the mood for some company.” Even in the darkly lit room, you could see him exhale out of relief and he walked over. When he was sitting next to you, you noticed his tense position and tried to make it less unpleasant.

“Do you like the rain?” Your question was barely audible and if the boy wasn’t right next to you, Megumi probably would have never heard it. He thought for a second, noting how you weren’t looking for an answer right away,” Not that much,” facing him, there was no unintelligible expression on your face. Nothing that agreed or disagreed with his claim, but you were clearly telling him to continue.

Megumi shifted on your mattress, sinking further into the cushions,” It mostly annoys me. It makes everything soggy and it can drench you if you were ever caught in it.” He smiled a bit as he kept saying,” When I was a kid, I would ask my dad to stop the rain since I wanted to play outside.” Though a tiny grin was on his face, you could feel the bittersweetness of the memory.

Instinctively, you scooted closer, your shoulders touching, and continued to listen to the boy,” But I don’t despise it. I think the older I got the more I learned how relaxing it can be.” Your eyes caught onto the window again as it lit up in a blue-grayish color,” I think I like it more than some people.” Though you didn’t know, Megumi turned to you, his eyes scanning your calm face as you watched the rain pour down.

“Most call it gloomily and I can understand why they don’t like it, but rain can bring people together.” In the moment it was as if a bubble was formed around the two of you and anything outside of it didn’t matter,” If someone forgets their umbrella, one of their friends, or a stranger offers to share theirs. Kids enjoy it because of the large puddles, but even some adults can’t resist the urge to jump into the water.” Megumi wasn’t sure what was in the air, but you sounded so beautiful even if you were just talking about rain.

A warm smile spread onto your lips as you recalled classic movies,” And I would kill to share a kiss in the rain. There’s something so intimate about not caring if your clothes or hair are ruined and only focusing on the love of their life.” There was a beat of silence and you let out a tiny giggle,” Sorry, I think I’ve been watching too many romance-“

You were cut off by warm lips pressing into yours. Coincidentally, a strike of lightning came down once you realized what was happening. Megumi was kissing you. Megumi Fushiguro was kissing you. You instantly brought your hands to his face, pulling him closer. Your lips moved in synchronization as if you’ve done this a thousand times before. Little pants pushed past your lips as you backed away for only a second for air, then moved right back to each other. You tangled your hand into his raven hair and he easily lifted you to sit on his lap.

Your room was filled with breathless gasps and muffled grunts as you moved as one. The tension grew as Megumi moved to your neck, craving your skin against his lips. Allowing him more access, you craned your neck back and let out a faint moan as he suckled on your skin.

Sadly, a rather loud and disruptive Thunder echoed across the campus, making both you and Megumi jolt in surprise. You made eye contact with the boy and then began to giggle. Megumi thought I was the prettiest noise he’d ever heard and couldn’t help but chuckle. When your laughs died down, you stared down at Megumi, noting how the orange glow in your room decorated his face beautifully. He was so gorgeous like this. Messy hair, flushed cheeks, and bruised lips. So caught up in his appearance, you leaned in, planting another sweet kiss on his lips.

Pulling away, you rested your head against his own, continuing to play with the back of his hair. A thought crossed Megumi’s mind that had him smirking. His eyes examined your face,” Ya know, I don’t think I mind the rain anymore.” A hearty giggle left your lips and you nodded in glee,” Yeah? You’re not wishing it would go away?” He shook his head, sultry eyes landing on your plump lips once again.

You leaned in, interlocking your mouth with his once again. Unexpectedly, he flipped you over, making a squeal leave your lips. The shock was quick to pass as you felt Megumi wrap his arms around your body. You rested on your side and the boy held you close, his face nuzzled into your neck. You smiled at his clinginess, which he would never show in public, and placed a peck on his cheek,” Goodnight Megs.” He gave a muffled response that was filled with sleep.

Megumi had come to your room to hopefully wind up cuddling with you, but he ended up with something ten times better.

[ink-stainedkiss]

This isn't necessarily a request (unless you like the idea😍) but i am WEAK for saiki kusuo being happy and laughing, as ooc as it sounds IDC HES MY BABY AND HES HUMAN THEREOFRE I CONCLUDE THIS BOY CAN HAVE HIS DAILY DOSE OF GIGGLES.

Like, i read the fic you made on saiki finding readers thoughts funny, and i BAJDJSJAJDBS I SQUEALED.

Just imagining him breaking character, or AUDIBLY laughing, is so so sweet bro im not even joking. He'd only ever be comfortable doing it infront of his mom probably, or his close friends. EVEN SO.

Just needed to get it off my chest. 🙂 if you ever make more fics with happy/giggly saiki i might actually marry you. 🙂🙂🙂

This one goes specifically to you queen😍 and No. I’m going to marry you🫵😼

Missing You

Synopsis: Saiki starts to feel a bit weird when you are out and he realizes he misses you. Now to find a way to get you home faster…

Merry Christmas for those who celebrate! I hope you all had a great time because I sure did. Sorry my activity has been a little slow these past days have been busier than expected, so this one’s going to be a bit short. Also thank you all for the likes on my later posts! It feels so amazing to see you guys enjoying my other works. Anyways, please enjoy this tooth-rotting fluff of our beloved Saiki💕

“You on the phone”

“Saiki on the phone”

*Saiki is wearing his telepathy blocking ring in this, so he's speaking normally*

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.2k

Everyone knew that Saiki was not a dependent person. He was the furthest thing from it. He loved his alone time- actually scratch that. He craved alone time. It was just his luck that he was always surrounded by people that caused him so much mental pain. To Saiki’s surprise, he had found someone he tolerated. Well it was more than that, but you guys were just friends, so he couldn’t say anything. He realized you were the only one that didn’t put Saiki through a problem which he had to solve. There were no long adventures when you talked to him in the halls. No using his powers to fix something you had done. He was able to act perfectly normal around you. Which is why he grew such an affection toward you. He grew so comfortable that he told you about his abilities and like he expected you took it well.

Today was one of his favorite days. Where he was able to hang around your home without a care in the world. Whatever his friends were up to outside of your house was not Saiki’s business, nor did he care about it. He had developed a routine when you text him to come over. He would arrive at your house, wear his germanium ring and let his worries wash away. It was the closest thing he could get to being a normal teenager and he was damn sure going to use his time wisely. Whenever Saiki stayed at your home, you would ask to do something, nothing crazy. Something simple like baking a batch of cookies, watching a movie on the couch, or if you were very bored, you would ask to do Saiki’s hair, which he never denied. Because, well, it was you. How could he say no?

Today was a bit different. You had mentioned you needed to run some errands and you promised you would back around noon. Saiki was fine with this since it meant he would have the house to himself. You trusted him greatly so you didn’t mind if he stuck around while you were out. When you left he gave a small nod and then the house was silent. Today was very different because something felt off. He had been reading a book on your shelf out of interest, but for the past five minutes, he had been rereading the same sentence over and over. Something was tugging in his head, but he wasn’t sure what was wrong.

Today was different because he felt so off without you in the same room as him. He checked the clock, realizing I had only been an hour and a half since you left. You wouldn’t be back until later, so Saiki had to find something to distract himself. Today was different because tried to cure his “boredom” with his powers. He turned on your kitchen sink, watching blankly as he made shapes and animals out of the liquid. When that didn’t stop the tugging, he moved onto your room. He felt slightly better resting on your bed and he played it off as being tired, but no. When he kept checking the clock to see if it was any closer to noon, he came to the horrifying conclusion that he missed you.

It was such a foreign feeling. Saiki? Wanting someone to be around him? Well that’s what happens when you sneak your way into his heart. The psychic couldn’t stand it anymore and grabbed his phone, clicking on your contact and placing the device to his ear. The small buzzing reached his ear and he felt a small fragment of relief when you answered after the second ring.

“Hey Saiki, what’s up?”

He sighed, a bit humiliated he felt this way.

“Nothing.”

“Then did you need something?”

“When are you going to be home?”

He said home like he lived here with you, but if you minded, you didn’t make it obvious.

“I should be there in maybe three hours.”

That did not help.

“Can you get here sooner?”

“Why? Is something wrong?”

“Yes.”

Might as well since there isn’t anything else getting you here faster. Saiki thought.

A small gasp sounded through the speaker, “I thought you said nothing was happening?”

“Just get here fast.”

And with that he hung up the phone.

—

You raced to your house, hoping you wouldn’t find it in ashes or hit by a tornado. Maybe you were being dramatic, but why would Saiki call you and tell you to come home quickly? It was shocking that you didn’t get pulled over at the pace you were driving home. When you pulled onto your street, you were thankful to not see any smoke, but that didn’t make you slow down. You slammed to a stop in your driveway, panic flooding your veins. You unlocked your door at lightning speed and the second it was open, you called out,”I’m here! What happened?!”

You shut the door behind you, scanning for some sort of danger, but you find your house was still intact. You were so confused. You were expecting some sort of freak accident with Saiki’s powers, but everything was in place.

“Nothing wrong.”

You whipped around, finding Saiki had teleported behind you. You blinked in confusion,”What are you talking about? You told me to get here quick and I-“ “I lied.” Your arms dropped at your side in defeat,”Then why am I here right now?” He gave you an emotionless stare,”Because I wanted you to be.”

Still in shock, you looked around, finding a scattered book on your couch. It was odd because Saiki is always the one to be neat. You turned to the boy, noticing how he was hardly making eye contact with you and he clearly wanted to say more. You recalled his words over the phone, then it all clicked.

“Saiki,” your words were barely above a whisper,”Did you miss me?”

The things that happened next were a blur. In the blink of an eye two arms were wrapping around you and you could feel Saiki’s head in the crook of your neck. He didn’t respond to your question, but this was enough to answer it. Honestly, you were a bit nervous. Was this really the same Saiki? The one who barely let people stand close to him, was holding onto you like a lifeline. You felt a long sigh escape his lips and instinctively you reached one hand up to rest in his pink hair and the other embracing him over his shoulder.

“I didn’t know how else to get you here.” He confessed gently, making your heart melt,”You could have just asked, Kusuo.” He tucked himself more into your neck, almost hiding his face from you,”But you were busy.” You rolled your eyes, “It was just getting groceries, I would have dropped everything if I knew you wanted me here.”

Saiki didn’t know how to respond, instead he used his teleportation to take you both to your room. You let out a grunt as you back hit your mattress, but your attention changed to the boy resting on you. He looked so at peace and you couldn’t believe this was still the same person. (It’s not like you were complaining.) As you softly played with his pink hair, a small idea popped into your head. Maybe I should go out more often if this is what I get to come home too…

[ink-stainedkiss]

Boxer Katsuki Bakugo Headcannons ✧˖°

Boxer!Katsuki who finds it endearing that you research his opponents before his matches. While he doesn’t expect you, nor need you to, it shows how much you care about and support his career. In the car, if you five him a fact about the person he’s fighting, he’ll nod and accept the information. And sure, his manager and coach have already told him everything he needs to know, but he would never tell you that.

Boxer!Katsuki who always gets you into his games for free. No discussion. You walk in with the undefeated Dynamight, nobody is questioning you. The staff practically acts like you’re on the same level as Katsuki, but that’s because they know if they were to treat you rudely, Katsuki wouldn’t be too happy.

Boxer!Katsuki who lets you relax in his locker room. He loves practicing his moves while you watch, because you aren’t very subtle when you stare at his chest. Katsuki doesn’t complain though and he prides himself on how much you love his figure. He’ll add cocky comments now and then, telling you to quit gawking, but the threats are never truthful.

You sat on a foldable chair next to the wall of lockers as your body friend struck a large punching bag over and over. Sweat beaded down his forehead, making his blonde hair stick to the skin. Grunts and pants pushed their way out of his mouth and occasionally he would let out short growls. Even if you were ‘mindlessly scrolling on your phone’ you knew that Katsuki was sexy as hell. A smirk appeared on your face at the thought. Unknowingly, your boyfriend had caught you looking like a pervert at him and he slowed the swinging bag, raising a brow at your lost-in-thought face.

“Like what you see?” He teased from afar, noticing how you were torn from your thoughts and a small blush appeared on your face. You scoffed, going back to your phone that had turned off from lack of use,”I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He chuckled, obviously not believing you for a second,”You sure? ‘Cause it looks like you’re drooling over me.”

You looked up, glaring at the man, which he only found cute,”You’re clearly seeing things, maybe you want me to look at you.” Katsuki realized you wouldn’t accept your defeat and moved off of the platform, smirking as you didn’t look up from your screen. He removed one of his gloves and lifted your chin,”I’m just messing with you.” Before you could comment and deny, he locked his lips with yours, smiling just a bit as you melted against his mouth.

Boxer!Katsuki who doesn’t care if someone walks in during your guy’s make out sesh. You’ll stand next to him, blushing like crazy, and Katsuki won’t even bat an eye. He has his hand resting on your waist, listening to whatever the person had to say. He really doesn’t care about Pda and if he wants a kiss, he’s gonna get a kiss. In the beginning of your relationship, you often worried how the media would react to it, but after a certain game, Katsuki kissed you right in front of the cameras. He made it clear he didn’t give a shit what people thought about the two of you.

Boxer!Katsuki who finds it cute that you worry so much about him. He’s been boxing for years now and no one frets over his being as much as you do. When his manager tells him he has five minutes before entering the ring, he gives you a long kiss, then always expects you to tell him to be safe. If his opponent is known for being rough in the ring, then you are extra stressed out. You understand that there are paramedics for a reason and injuries are bound to happen, but you can’t stand to see Katsuki in pain.

Boxer!Katsuki who almost winds up late to the match because he forgets the time and can’t seem to leave without one more kiss. Though his manager gets annoyed, he could never ask you to leave, because if Katsuki heard of this, he would immediately drop him and find someone new to be his manager. Which wouldn’t be hard since people are already obsessed over his records and fame.

Boxer!Katsuki who searches for you in the crowd as he’s being introduced. Without failing, he’ll scan past the screaming and crazed fans and see you in the reserved area. Sometimes, you love having a little surprise for him as he walks out. Since he’s portrayed as a big bad boxer, you like making him chuckle by making large cardboard cutouts of his face and waving them around proudly.

Boxer!Katsuki who fights like an underdog coming to their senses and finally realizing their strength. And it’s all for you. He hits hard and fast, making sure when the ref breaks them up, he sneaks a glance at you and your astonished face.

Boxer!Katsuki who if he does end up with a small injury after the fight, like a nose bleed or his face burning up, never goes to the provided nurses, instead he lets you take care of him. Before you met Katsuki you had taken some medical classes for small things and injuries, so he sees you as a perfect nurse for him.

You had been sitting in the locker room for a while now, resting in the nicer area with a small tv and a large couch. When the door opened, you quickly looked over, gasping softly as you took notice of your boyfriend. He was wearing a bedazzled robe with his title on the back and still in his gloves but you were only focusing on the scarlet liquid dripping from his nose. Instantly you rise from the couch, grabbing his hand and yanking him to the wash room,”I didn’t see your nose start bleeding out there.”

He had a lazy smile as you walked around the bathroom, taking immediate action for something so small,”It started in the hallway and I knew you would help me.” You huffed, knowing he could easily clean it himself, but he needed you to do it. Although, you would be lying if you said you didn’t love seeing him watch you with such adoring eyes.

He leaned against the counter, arms crossed and you retried a small cotton pad and alcohol. You got to work, using the dry gauze to soak up any of the fresh blood,”You did good out there.” The boxer chuckled under his breath, wrapping an arm around your waist to drag you closer,”Just good?” You tossed the cotton into a small bin beside the two of you, smirking at his words,”Well, I can’t boost your ego that much.”

The blonde’s grin grew and leaned in for a kiss, but you put a finger up, pushing him away,”You still have blood all over you.” He frowned, suddenly not liking his bloodied nose. Fortunately for Katsuki, it didn’t take long for you to wipe away the dried substance that had gotten as far as his collarbone.

Once you were done, you put away the supplies and finally you cupped his cheeks, pulling him into a slow kiss. Alas, it didn’t last long as you felt his face was hot to the touch.

Boxer!Katsuki who rested his head in your lap, a cold rag across his forehead, and talked on about the fight from his perspective. You watched him dreamily, humming in response to his words, and you played with his messy golden locks. All you could really think about was how the media would react if they found out their scary champion, who had just K.O’d his opponent an hour earlier, enjoyed being pampered by his loving girlfriend.

[ink-stainedkiss]

Love is So Cruel - Yuji Itadori

Synopsis: Your breakup with Yuji was probably one of the worst memories you can think of, even if you dated when you were both so young. Now, both of you have grow and see each other once again at a Christmas party. Outside, Yuji wants to know why he can’t be happy and have you at the same time…

Sigh, you guys have got to hate me. It’s quite literally Christmas Eve and I’m only gifting you sadness. 🙁 the bad thing is I can't stop because angst hurts so bad, but it makes my frontal lobe develope in the right way. Aways, only one more day till Christmas and I promise I will give you all a real gift. Please feel free to comment and request! I love seeing your ideas❤️

Warnings:None, unless you count sadness as a trigger.

Word count: 1.6k

The wind rushed by. Its coldness makes good bumps rise on your skin at the smallest touch. You could be warm, inside with all of your loved ones and friends. A comforting yellow glow illuminated from the house and the light was so enchanting, but you needed to settle something. At first, the party was great. The food was homemade and delicious. A Christmas movie played in the background, something old and familiar that anyone could sit down and watch. Small games were happening in the dining room, gifts were being passed back and forth, and no one was sure what they would get.

It was a beautiful sight, but you weren’t inside to see it. You stood, in the cold, a light jacket providing no warmth, but how could you care about the weather when he was standing right next to you? Even past the small flurries of snow, his light pink hair showed through, looking as bright as it did all those years ago. There was a cup in his hand that he occasionally sipped at. You didn’t have to guess what was in it. You watched him carefully. He looked so grown. He was taller, his shoulder broader, and his teenage features were nothing but a memory. It seemed just yesterday he was bouncing around the school, excited and so naive to exercise curses.

The job kills. Mentally and physically. You were just some of the ‘lucky’ people who had kept all of their limbs. But you weren’t out here to talk about being successful sorcerers. No. Yuji cleared his throat, not daring to look you in the eyes as he said,” So, you and Megumi look happy.”

You can’t stop the soft smile that melts onto your face. You and Megumi had gotten married a little over five months ago and things were going a lot better than expected,” We are.” You were happy, so so happy, but tonight, as Megumi held onto your hips, you had gotten a glimpse of the boy you loved so long ago. His face was showing an emotion you couldn’t pinpoint.

You understood why he wasn’t exactly thrilled that you were dating one of his closest friends, even if your relationship had ended. You understood if you were in his shoes, you would be just as numb. There was no pact. No promise. No soul-binding contract that vowed you would find each other again, so you hadn’t done anything wrong. You had simply…moved on. And you were so sure Yuji had done the same. Before Megumi and you even started dating, you checked Yuji’s posts, finding a gorgeous girl who held tightly too. Sure, at the time you felt how Yuji is feeling now, but you saw no point in grieving over a love that was bound to fall apart.

“Do you remember what you said to me that day?” His voice cut through your thoughts like a heated blade. It stunned you at first, but you slowly made the connection,” I do.” His eyes never left the trees encasing the humble home,” You told me that you will love me forever.” There was no amusement nor sadness in his tone,” And I believed you. I really did.”

You sighed, your breath forming a small cloud of fog,” That doesn’t mean I stopp-“

“Don’t.” He cut you off sharply,” Don’t lie to me. I saw how you looked at him and you never once looked at me like that.” His voice was bitter. Frankly, you scoffed,” We were kids Yuji. I committed to something I didn’t even understand completely. I just didn’t want you to hurt.”

“So you go and marry my best friend?” He spit, his jaw tightening. You inhaled slowly, trying to keep calm,”Did you expect me to just sit around and wish you would come back? I couldn’t do that to myself or Megumi. I had to continue to live.”

There was a reason for these venom-laced words being uttered. You and Yuji’s relationship didn’t end in a pretty way. Yuji had gotten too caught up in the missions and ultimately had forgotten about you and your well-being. So when you would scold him for being reckless, he only found it annoying, and after weeks of petty fights and disagreements, you decided it was time to go on a break. You suggested this in the middle of your guys' worst argument yet. You had already been crying, but when you muttered those words, tears started to flow from Yuji’s eyes.

You hated how he begged you to change your mind. He told you he could change and how much he loved you, but he had said those words before and nothing happened. So as he clung to your body, his tear-stained face in the crook of your neck, you told him the truth.

“I will love you forever. Nothing will stop that.”

A hiccup escaped the poor boy and he held you tighter,” Please, don’t leave me. I'm so sorry for everything I’ve done, just don’t go.”

Your heart panged harshly. Oh, how you wished he could turn his desperation into hate. His broken voice and deep sobs were some of the worst sounds you had ever heard. They made your skin crawl, your hands clamping into tight first, and worst of all, they made this so much harder. How easy it would be if Yuji were to despise your living being. Maybe then you could get through this.

Unbeknownst to you, amid your silence replaying the scene, a single tear streamed down your face and you quickly wiped it off. Love was so cruel. It felt nice to float above the clouds, soak in those mesmerizing sunsets and rises, but suddenly, the screen of ultraviolet was torn from your vision and as you looked down, you realized you were free-falling toward the cold and dark earth. Alas, you had already been crushed.

Slowly you turned your head, gazing longingly at the people inside, and you told yourself it was time to go. For the first time that night, you looked at Yuji willingly,” I’m sorry, again.” He made no comment, but you weren’t looking for one,” Maybe in another universe we could have worked out.”

You turned, body screaming to be free from the freezing temperatures, but in the blink of an eye, you were being forced back towards Yuji, who had grabbed your hand all too quickly. He held you close, your bodies touching. The warmth he was producing was almost soothing, but you didn’t move an inch. You stared up into his eyes and it was as if he had been rejuvenated and you were looking at the same Yuji you held onto that night. Even in the darkly lit area, you could see the sadness welling in his eyes.

“Why not this one?” His voice cracked and you felt a wave of Deja Vu. His eyes searched so desperately for an answer, but you couldn't find one. At least one that could give him peace. It was a soul-shattering display. To see someone so determined to be strong for the people he cared about, being torn apart by losing the only one he loved. If you couldn't see how much you meant to him then, then you surely saw it now.

Guilt was eating away at you and it only got worse as he tried to pull back the tear falling from his eye. Instinctively, you cupped his cheek, your thumb wiping away the droplet and caressing his tired face. You loathed how he leaned into your palm, needing some sort of affection, even as the sparks of hope flickered out.

“I know you’ll find someone Yuji.” You stated under your breath,” Someone who laughs with you. Someone who loves video games and movies,” You let out a bittersweet chuckle,” And I know you will find happiness.” Your tiny smile faded,” Just promise me something.”

“Anything.” He said instantly.

“Promise me that you will go out and find her, instead of only searching in the past.”

Your words hit Yuji right in the heart, but deep down, past the yearning and grief, he knew you were right. So as much as his heart denied it, he nodded slowly. You gave him a smile, one that unfortunately made his heartbeat pick up. Slowly you let go of the boy, trying to ignore how his hold on you lingered until you were taking a step back.

“Hey!”

You both whipped your heads around, finding your loving husband standing in the doorway,” You guys are going to miss dirty Santa if you keep chatting out here.” You watched as Megumi held himself, never one to enjoy the cold, and giggled,” Sorry love, we’ll be inside in a second.”

He nodded, already moving back into the warm room,” Good. I don’t want either of you freezing your ass off.” And with that, he shut the sliding door.

It was quiet after he left. You watched the snow-covered floor, and then you made your way back to look at the man,” I’ll see you around, Itadori.” He didn’t have time to respond as you walked away, heading inside to your husband and the party. Megumi opened the door for you, planting a sweet kiss on you the moment you stepped foot into the room and Yuji could see it all.

The only thing that mattered was that you were happy and if that meant it wasn’t with Yuji, then he was going to have to accept your wishes.

Sadly for both you and him, the only person you described matched only one person. But he had already let them slip through his fingers.

[ink-stainedkiss]

What about Saiki meeting a Reader who has pretty appearance like Teruhashi Kokomi, but has the average mindset and personality like Satou Hiroshi?

You’re Nothing Special (AKA: Perfect)

- Kusuo Saiki

Synopsis: The new student is more than Saiki expected. You are completely ordinary. Nothing about you is different or odd and Saiki loves it. He has decided he must become your closest friend, all throughout a 3-step plan.

Guys I have noticed the favoritism towards this little psychic, which I completely understand. I guess I just thought people would like my Jjk works better, but I’ve been having so much fun with your request. Anyways, this is the first “series” of Saiki I’ve made and I hope you guys enjoy it! Part 2 is in the works as I type ;)

“Regular speaking.”

Regular thinking.

Saiki Thinking.

‘Saiki Speaking.’

Your texts

Saiki’s text

Warnings: None. Although Saiki does act tad bit obsessed about you.

Word Count: 1.8k

Pt.1 ᯓ★ Pt.2

The school was buzzing with anticipation. Whispers flooded the hall of the new girl in school. They wondered if she would be popular or just another extra wandering the halls.

“I hope she’s hot.”

“I’m betting she’ll be a nerd.”

“She won’t be as pretty as me.”

“Maybe she’ll join the math club?”

“Shut up geek.”

Yes, the campus was very excited to see their new classmate. Except for a certain psychic. I really couldn’t care any less. And Saiki meant it. A new student meant another headache Saiki had to endure and it was wishful thinking to hope they didn’t create any sort of problem. As Saiki’s luck would have it, the new girl was moving into his own class.

“Buddy!” An overly loud voice shouted, making Saiki let out an audible sigh,”Have you heard about the new girl?” The big oaf, Nendo, slid his way to Saiki’s desk, carrying along Saiki’s other pain,”I heard that she’s quiet and shy, so I bet you when she gets a look at The Jet Black Wings, she’ll fall into my arms.” Or she’ll run and find the nearest psychologist.

Saiki was so tired of these two, but they clung to him even if he wasn't particularly kind to them. Although, they were both extremely out of the ordinary and they could make perfect distraction. It was as if a lightbulb had flicked on his head, ‘You should go for it.’ Kaidou and Nendo whipped their heads around, astonished by Saiki’s proposition.

“Woah, are you being serious?” Kaidou questioned,”I thought you would call me an idiot or something.” Nendo scratched his neck, a bit freaked out by his buddies' words,”I mean, if Saiki is saying that, then I would listen to him.” Like a flipped switch, Kaidous' unsureness washed away and he was standing confidently with his chest puffed out,”Yeah, I will. Thank you for your wise words, my closest friend.” Good grief. Now you’re just making it weird.

Kaidou marched back to his seat, leaving only Nendo to watch the blue-haired boy pridefully. He looked down, tossing a large thumbs up at the psychic,”You’re a great friend Saiki, I’m so proud.” A tear slipped from Nendo’s eye and Saiki truly couldn’t believe Nendo was a human who walked earth. As he walked to his seat, he slapped his hand on Saiki’s back, and while he could just teleport to the side to avoid his hand, the class was too crowded, so he miserably had to accept the pat.

Eventually the class settled down, everyone in their respective seats. As soon as the bell rang, the teacher clapped grabbing everyone’s attention,”I’m sure you have all heard of the new student,” this caused a small chatter to start, but the teacher continued anyways,”Well, lucky for you guys, she is moving into our class,” Moving towards the door, Saiki’s teacher motioned to it,”Come on in!”

A deafening silence fell over each student, everyone holding their breath as the girl began to walk in. Saiki couldn’t deny his own anticipation, but he was much more toned down. When you finally came into view, Saiki wanted to disappear, teleport out of the school, because there was no way you were going to bring anything good. You stood before the class and Saiki was the only one who could see the tiny golden ring of light embracing you. It wasn’t as blinding as his, or Teruhashi’s, but it was still there.

Those around him let out gasps, because, even if Saiki didn’t want to admit it, you were beautiful. Great. She’ll most likely join Teruhasi’s group or become her enemy. Either way, I want nothing to do with it. His classmates' thoughts made it worse, each of them annoying the psychic more and more.

She’s so hot, but not as much as my goddess.

I can already tell she’s going to love her knight, Jet Black Wings.

What time is lunch again?

“Why don’t you introduce yourself to everyone?” The teacher suggested. You nodded, stating your name,” Um, I hope we all get along,” This intrigued Saiki, just a bit, but his interest was caught nonetheless. The teacher let out an awkward laugh at your bland answer,”Why don’t you tell the class about why you moved here?”

You shrugged,”It’s nothing special, they just moved here because of my moms job and this school was a good option.” The teacher was obviously trying to get more information out of you,”Right and any fun facts about yourself?”

Taking your time, you conjured a few,”I have a pet cat at home and I like to bake.” The teacher's jaw dropped, how can she be so ordinary? They thought,”Do you have a favorite class? At least?” You nodded shortly,”Science is pretty fun.”

The class was so confused. You were so pretty, but so boring. On the other hand, Saiki was having a very good epiphany. There’s nothing weird about you. No odd fascination or addiction. You hadn’t moved to a different school for being a bad student. You don’t play make believe and you don’t seem dumb.

The teacher had dismissed you to your seat and it was then that Saiki realized what you were. You’re not anything special, you’re ordinary. Perfect. A while ago, Saiki had found someone like you, but sadly for him, Hiroshi thought Saiki was too odd to be friends. But you were going to be his redemption. Maybe today the universe was on his side, because you strolled up and sat right next to him. Maybe Saiki was going to enjoy school from now on.

—

The psychic had curated a three day plan on how to become your friend and at the most, your closest friend. Because of your normal introduction, no one spoke about you. The excitement from a few hours ago was gone. Whenever someone asked who hadn’t seen you yet, they waved them off, saying something like,”Don’t even worry about her, she’s like the boringest person here.”

And Saiki adored it. The more people ignored you, the more valuable you became. The word some would describe Saiki as at this time, is obsessed, but how could he not be? Everyday he wished for someone to come along that had no interesting traits about them and you were that person. So the next day, he began the first step to his plan. 1. Prove that Saiki can be kind.

Kind was a bit of a stretch, but he couldn’t be mean to you, even if he tried. He was going to have to play it friendly. The downside to you being normal, meant that nothing problematic happened in your life. So as Saiki sat next to you, waiting for a chance to show you his kindness, no opportunity came forward. You were just taking notes like a normal human. Which Saiki would usually gush over, but he had more important plans. He glanced at your desk, noticing the extra highlighter resting near your notebook. He knew you weren’t going to accidentally hit it, so he took matters into his own hands. Someone has to do it.

Saiki focused on your highlighter, using his telekinesis to pull it closer and closer to the edge of your desk, until it fell onto the floor. People turned their heads, but when they saw you, they didn’t seem to care and turned back. The psychic saw you turn and before you could reach down and pick it up, Saiki was already lifting it from the ground, handing it to you,”Oh, thank you.”

Your short and simple response almost made Saiki forget to answer you, ‘It’s not a problem.’ And that was it, you turned back to your work and left Saiki alone. Little did you know, you were putting that boy in a trance. You barely interacted with him and Saiki was starting to smile.

There was a tiny setback in Saiki’s plan, but he didn’t seem to notice. His first course of action was to prove he was a nice person, but he only spoke to you once, so you didn’t have a great impression of him, just that he had manners. Still, Saiki couldn’t see a problem and left you alone the rest of the day. Well, he searched for you in the halls and the cafeteria, but he would never mention that.

—

The next step was to grow in proximity together. Only sitting with you in one class wasn’t enough time to create a good friendship, so he had to use the resources around him. Like the new duo project assigned by the teacher.

“And Saiki you will be paired with the new girl.” The teacher called out, lifting the two slips of paper they had pulled out of a bowl. Okay, so Saiki may have used his hypnosis ability to make your name appear on the slip, but it’s all in good nature. How else am I supposed to get closer if you’re stuck with some idiot?

After hearing this, you turned to the boy next to you,”I guess we’re stuck together, huh, Saiki?” The psychic couldn’t believe it. You knew his name. You were speaking to him, making jokes, maybe he actually had a chance this time. He gave a soft smile, nodding, ‘I don’t mind it.’

The teacher kept going on about the partner and you turned to him, pulling out your phone,”Here, we can swap contacts to plan a get together.” It was music to Saiki’s ears and he happily accepted your suggestion. Once he put his name into the contact, the bell rang out, making the students around you two stand and exit the class. He passed you back your device, watching as you stood,”Well, see you later, Saiki.”

You gave him a small wave and faded into the crowd of students. My plan is going better than expected.

—

Saiki sat in the lunchroom, surrounded by his group of annoyances, but rather than spending his time listening to the exasperating conversations between Nendo and Kaidou, or over hearing the drooling thoughts of Teruhashi’s goons, his attention turned to his phone buzzing on the table. When he flipped it over, he was surprised to see your name in the notification. It was you. His food was abandoned quickly and he typed back.

Hey, do you have anything going on this weekend?

No I do not, would you like to study together at that time?

It’s like you read my mind lol

Saiki gave half of a smile. If only you knew.

Anyways, yeah that sounds good, does Saturday work for you

Any day works for me, so yes.

Okie dokie my mom already suggested for you to come to my house, so if it’s fine with you, I wouldn’t mind us working there.

Saiki’s smile grew bigger, this had to be a dream. You were inviting him over to your house.

It sounds perfect.

Great! I’ll see you tomorrow :)

Great indeed. It was a good thing Saiki had an extreme amount of patience, or else he might’ve asked to see you after school, but no. Good things come to those who wait. And this reward was most definitely going to be worth the wait. It might even be on the same level as coffee jelly.

Until Saturday…

[ink-stainedkiss]

Tattoo Artist Satoru Gojo Headcannons

*Not proofread sorry I got to excited and immediately wanted to post this.*

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who is ecstatic when you walk through his shop doors. As you scan the lobby, looking at different tattoo ideas, Gojo sneakily walks over to his employee, who is mainly the receptionist, but he tells her to take a break since she’s working so hard.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who listens very carefully to your explanation. His eyes scanning over your form to uh…get an understanding of where you want the tattoo, yeah, that’s right. He quickly perks up when you tell him you want the ink on your ribs, your hand tracing right under your breast.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who flirts with you shamelessly while others in the room work on their clients.

“So you want it on your ribs, huh?” He asks, inspecting the reference photo you brought in for him. You hum in confirmation,”Yes, is that going to be a problem?” The artist shakes his head,”No not at all, but I’m supposed to tell you that it’s not going to feel amazing.”

Gojo watches as you start to pull up your hoodie sleeve, revealing your arm covered in gorgeous drawings,”I think I’ll handle it.” Gojo gave you a smirk, but on the inside he was still gawking at your arm. If you too were alone, he probably wouldn’t be able to help himself. He stepped back from the counter, slyly lifting his arms to “stretch”, and doesn’t mind how you peek at the slip of skin from his lifted shirt. To add the cherry on top, he catches your eyes, and gives you a flirty wink.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who has to bite his own fist to contain any crude sounds from escaping as you walk past, telling him,”I came here to get a tattoo, pretty boy, not to be teased.”

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who trails after you like an excited puppy to the back tables. He tells you to take off your hoodie, hoping that after he can tell you to take off more. You clearly aren’t shy, because even the way you take off you jacket makes you ten times hotter.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who believes he hit the mother load as he sees the scattered markings of tattoos across your body, since you so gratefully decided to wear a tank top to his store. As he preps the stencil, he can’t help but take glances as you hop up onto the bed. His eyes linger on your bra strap, noting the scarlet material shining through your practically transparent tank top.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who has to keep his face neutral when he asks you to lift your top. His jaw tightens at the sight of your bare skin and he has to tell himself to be professional. It’s just so hard when you're laid out on his medical bed and looking so, so, perfect.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who chuckles when you let out a small squeak as he applies the cold sterile wipe on your skin, his azure eyes locking onto your for only a second, before he’s looking away. The tension in the room is thick and he loves every second of it.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who loves seeing you flustered by his intense staring.

He tilts his head and gives you a sultry smile, asking,”Are you ready?” His mouth twisting in a lazy grin. You open your mouth to respond, but you can’t, instead you look away, a blush reaching your cheeks,”Mhm.” You hate how his small laughs make your heart flutter.

He begins to trace your tattoo, but as the needle hits your skin, you inhale sharply. Of course it’s not pleasant, but it wasn’t agonizing. Gojo flicks his eyes back and forth, checking in on you and making sure he doesn’t mess up your tattoo. As he glides the tool down, it hits a spot that makes you gasp, impulsively grabbing ahold of Gojo’s hand that rests on your stomach. He doesn’t mind, hell, he loves the fact that your using his hand as a vice. His smirk grows as you squeeze his hand each time the needle punctures your skin a bit too hard.

To soothe you, his thumb gently caresses your skin, and it seems to work.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who praises you immensely once the tattoo is done. He finds the sparkle in your eye as you stare at the ink in the large mirror adorable. While most will say he’s just charming you, he honestly finds you stronger than most that walk in. Especially because it was a rib tattoo. He’s seen some men that have gotten the same and walk out of the shop with tear stains coating their cheeks. But you didn’t even need one break.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who grins as you examine your new tattoo in the mirror.

“Ya know, it kinda matches mine.” Without waiting a second, Gojo is lifting his shirt, making you go beet red. His abs make their way into your vision, but the artist is turning around before you can look any longer. There on his back are beautiful marks, etching from his shoulder blacks, to the bottom of his back.And dear god, it’s gorgeous. Everything. The ink to just his figure. He’s large. You reach out a hand to feel, but you instinctively yank it back, embarrassed at your actions.

Gojo had seen it in the mirror and chuckled under his breath,”It’s alright, you can touch. I don’t bite.” He purred,”Unless you want me too.”You were speechless by his boldness. It was super hot, but you wouldn’t tell him that. You hesitated, but the tattoo was practically calling to you. Finally, your soft fingers traced over the sketches, making Gojo let out a shaky breath.

You started at his shoulders, dragging down till you hit his spine. Gojo obviously had a sensitive spot, because you were sure you heard a muffled groan.Gaining more confidence, you use both hands, massaging his sculpted back,”It's breathtaking.” That’s it. That’s all Gojo needed to snap, because in an instant he’s flipping around, stealing your lips in a hot and needy kiss.

Tattoo Artist!Gojo who makes his employees question why your tattoo is taking so long and why his room is locked…

[ink-stainedkiss]

My Masterlist

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𝑱𝑱𝑲

𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

Sleep with me? (Not like that.) - Yuji Itadori

Scary Boyfriend Privileges - Satoru Gojo

Love is So Cruel - Yuji Itadori

Graying Skies - Megumi Fushiguro

Nuisance - Ryomen Sukuna

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

Coming soon…

𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴

Tattoo Artist!Gojo

𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴

Coming soon…

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𝑺𝒂𝒊𝒌𝒊 𝑲

𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

A New Feeling - Kusuo Saiki

Study Date - Shun Kaidou

The Little Things - Kusuo Saiki

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

You’re Nothing Special (AKA:Perfect) - Kusuo Saiki

Pt.1 Pt.2

𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴

Coming soon..

𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴

Coming soon…

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𝑴𝑯𝑨

𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

Coming soon…

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

Tell Me You Love Me (Tell Me I’m Your Baby) - Denki Kaminari

Pt.1 pt.2

𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴

Boyfriend!Shinsou

Boxer!Katsuki

𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴

‘Jacked & Kind’ w/ Bhna Boy Trio

[ink-stainedkiss]

𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙼𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙼𝚎 (𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙼𝚎 𝙸𝚖 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢) - 𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙠𝙞 𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙞

Synopsis: Hanahaki Disease, infects those who are in an unrequited love. Tragically, that happened to be you with the person you least expected No Quirks!AU Hanahaki Disease!AU

So unfortunately for you guys, I love me some angst, because it hurts so good… Anyways I found this idea off of a TikTok where a girl said she remembered the Hanahaki Disease and a devious plan erupted in my mind. Hopefully you guys enjoy it and I know it’s long, but I needed to shed some tears. Also tell me if I should make a part 2!

Warnings: Mention of vomit/vomiting. Blood. One-sided love.

Word Count: 4.4k

Laughter and the smell of sweets flooded the air. Crowds of teenagers and children along with their parents wandered the dirt pathways. The night was filled with neon hues of different roller coasters and attractions. Screams of adrenaline sounded as the operator made their ride go just a bit faster. Carnivals. Truly anyone can find happiness here. Whether it’s from the unique food options or the head-spinning rides. When you first saw the flyer for it, you thought you could just be with your group of friends, but unexpectedly, a certain yellow-haired boy came up to you first.

You were busy scribbling in your notebook when you heard your name being called out. You looked up curiously and found Denki Kaminari rushing towards you excitedly. He barely had time to stop his fast pace before he rammed into your desk. You let out a laugh, catching your notebook before it fell to the ground. The boy slammed the parchment on your desk and was buzzing with joy,” Have you seen the carnival coming into town?”

While you lifted the paper, he zipped behind you, placing two hands on your chair, and leaned closer. His chest rested against your back and you could hear his stifled sounds of anticipation,” Does that not look epic?” He gushed. You read over the highlighted words,” Funnel cake, hand-made crafts, and thrilling rides.” You tilted your head,” What’s ‘The Zipper’?”

He yanked the letter from your hands,” You’ll find out if you come with me,” He dragged out. You gave him an unsure look,” I don’t know Denki, those places are super sketchy.” A pout landed on the boy's face,” C’mon, what’s the worst that could happen?” You rolled your eyes,” Getting mugged behind a corn dog stand.”

Denki’s mouth turned into a firm line and just as you were about to move back to your notes, he reached over. His hand found your chin and he moved your head to face him,” Don’t you want to have a little fun with your best friend?”

Your eyes blew wide and for a brief second, you were just staring into his eyes. You cleared your throat, swatting his hand away,” If I say yes, will you find someone else to annoy?” He nodded uncontrollably,” Yes, you have my word.”

You watched as he placed a hand on his heart. Biting the inside of your cheek, you pondered. It wouldn’t hurt. “Ugh. Fine.” Denki pumped the air overjoyed and using lighting speed he placed a small peck on your head and ran away, yelling as he left,” You won’t regret it!”

You stared at the empty doorway, smiling softly to yourself. You reached up, hand ghosting over where his lips met your hair, and you couldn’t help the smell of pink that melted onto your cheeks. Unfortunately, the sweet moment was ruined as you coughed a bit harshly. You rubbed your chest once you were done with your coughing fit. Man, I really need to get some allergy medicine.

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The week had flown by and now you were getting ready at your home. You threw on casual clothes because you were going to be outside most of the night. A short honk was heard from outside your home and you knew your ride was here. Grabbing your wallet and phone, you laughed the entire way down because Denki had begun to start a chorus of annoying honks. When you opened the door, the sounds stopped, and you heard the boy shout,” I thought you would never show up!”

You scoffed, heading to his car,” You’re gonna wake the entire neighborhood up.” He waved you off as you opened the door,” They’ll be fine.” Once your seatbelt was in an orderly place, he sped off, making you yelp. After a few hits to his chest, he slowed down, chuckling to himself. You hadn’t noticed how beautiful it sounded until now. Woah. Your eyes widened and you had to ask yourself if you really just thought that.

After about half an hour of screaming music lyrics and dancing wildly in Denki’s car, you two arrived at the carnival. Like you imagined, the place was packed, and you started to feel a bit nervous walking up to the ticket booth. Denki bought both of your bracelets and a stack of game and ride tickets, like the gentleman he was. As he met back with you, he held off items like a child and a trophy and you giggled quietly, finding his antics somewhat…cute.

Denki didn’t hesitate to grab your wrist, lifting it so he could place it on the bracelet. Once he was done, he held out his arm. You raised a brow, glancing up at him,” What? Did you expect to just sit back and look pretty?” He questioned, but laughed a second later,” Just kidding, you always look pretty.” His words made your fingers fumble with the bracelet slightly, but he was too excited to notice.

The second you had his band on, he took your hand and headed straight into the hectic space. You weren’t terrible with crowds, but the amount of people running past and talking made you slightly nervous. Somehow, Denki sensed this and placed an arm around your shoulder,” I’ve got ya.” He comforted me,” I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

He started in a superhero way. While it amused him, your heartbeat racked in your chest and you played it off with a tiny giggle. You two walked past the vendors and food stands because Denki was already making his way to the fast roller coasters. He dragged you through the metal bars, quickly giving the operator your tickets and before you knew it, you were sitting in a bumper car. A disco ball hung above you and as you fastened your seatbelt, you spared a look at your friend, only to catch him staring off somewhere else.

Wherever he was looking, you didn’t care, because the sparkles were hitting his face at a perfect angle. Your chest tightened and weirdly you had the sudden urge to cough. The feeling was gone instantly because your cart was being slammed into by another customer. Clearly, you were too busy admiring the boy to realize the sirens had gone off.

You and Denki exited the cars a bit wobbly. Voices full of giggles and you flung to one another for support,” Where to now?” You asked, a bit ditzy from the exhilaration. The blonde tugged your hand and sped walked to a game stand. You crossed your arms, unimpressed at his choice,” Denki, don’t you know these are all rigged?” He brushed you off, opting to flex his muscles, which surprisingly showed, even if he looked pretty skinny,” Don’t sweat it babe, I got this.”

He had put on some sort of frat boy accent, but all you could think about was the pet name. He placed a five-dollar bill on the counter, smirking confidently as the employee walked over and set a handful of darts before him. You shook your head, completely amused by his expression. Denki threw the first dart, which nailed a balloon spot on. Your eyes widened in shock. He picked up the next one, aiming, then tossing it sharply. Bullseye,” You’ve got to be kidding me.”

It turns out Denki has a strong arm. While the aim wasn’t quite there, it was obvious from the scattered spots of missing balloons, but each dart he threw popped the rubber. He was down to the final one, but even if he missed, he would still get a prize. To add the cherry on top, Denki turned to you, staring into your eyes, and as he threw the final dart, he gave you a wink. A pink hue met your face, but Denki didn’t notice since a loud alarm sounded from overhead. The boy drummed his hands on the counter, making a ruckus,” Yes! That’s gotta be a new record!”

The old attendant rolled his eyes, mumbling to Denki about which stuffed animal he wanted. Denki being Denki, he chose the oversized Pikachu hanging from the walls. You giggled as it practically engulfed him,” Why that one?” Denki held up the toy like a toddler in a candy store,” Cause he matches my hair.” You let out a bigger laugh, making more people look over. Neither of you cared and were too caught up in the moment.

He watched you for a second, mimicking your laughs, then bonked your head with his stuffed animal,” C’mon, I wanna get some funnel cake.” The night went on. Full of happiness and screams of excitement. The food, while containing so much sugar, was heavenly and Denki wanted all of it. You found yourself sticking more to the rides, pointing out taller and faster ones for you and Denki to try. He was never opposed to them.

The clock ticked on and as the crowds diminished into only a few pairs walking about, you both decided to go home. The drive back was quieter than the one there and the humongous Pikachu rested comfortably in Denki’s back seat,” I think I regret not getting one of those fish at the ring toss stand.” You frowned. Denki gave a small grin,” We can always go to the pet store and get one,” He suggested,” And besides, my bearded dragon needs some more things so the trip is needed.”

You hummed in acknowledgment, liking the sound of that. Sadly for the two of you, the night was finally coming to an end, as Denki pulled into the street of your home. Denki walked you to your door, your arm hooked through his. You leaned your head on his shoulder and you felt at peace. As you both got to your front porch, he turned to you, a small smile resting on his face,” I had a lot of fun.”

You nodded, mentally noting how the moonlight shied across his hair,” Me too. Thank you for inviting me.” He shrugged, looking away for a moment,” I should be thanking you. I’m glad I got to spend tonight with you.”

The wind whipped past you both and you were star-struck by his words. Denki didn’t seem to notice the effect and reached forward, brushing a price of your hair behind your ear that had got caught in the wind,” I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The boy walked away, waving. You were completely frozen, but you forced yourself to wave back. You hoped he didn’t notice the tinge of red coating your face. As he got into his car, you ran inside, slamming the door on accident, but you didn’t care.

Your back laid against the cold material and you felt your lips twist into a dopey smile. Your stomach held butterflies and you felt high off of nothing but pure love. Images of his face flashed in your mind and you bit down a stereotypical squeal. Your head fell downwards and it seemed that the only constant thought was Denki. You were in such a state of ecstasy, that you didn’t notice the blood dripping from your nose. Not until it dribbles from your face and splattered onto the floor.

You gasped softly, reaching up and staring at the scarlet liquid in shock. Panic wasn’t the first thing to come, really it was a laugh. You believed you got a nosebleed from thinking about that boy too much. You brushed it off, heading to the kitchen to grab a napkin. As you wiped away the blood, you went over the actions from tonight. Your heartbeat quickened as you imagined his bright smile and how he held you close. As if you were a couple. There was this feeling, something that you imagined people in movies or books feeling as they realize who their one true love is.

A rough cough ripped from your throat, making your daydreams come to a halt. You covered your mouth, expecting it to stop, but it only worsened. Tears pricked at your eyes and you cringed at the saliva hitting your palm. Only when you let up, your eyes were met with, not spit, but blood. Your heart dropped and you examined the substance. You couldn't even wipe it away before your coughs started up again, this time, you felt something forcing its way through your esophagus.

You leaned over the counter, hoping this would end, and it did, but not in the way you expected. With one final heave, an unknown object plopped into your hand. It started to overflow in your mouth and as you moved your hand back, golden ovals began to fall on your kitchen table. They were patched in small blood droplets and as you held one up, you realized just what they were. Flower petals? They could have been gorgeous if they didn’t come from your throat.

You flicked one of the leaves and no logical explanation for this came to mind. You scooped up the phenomenon and dumped it in your trash, immediately heading upstairs to your room. This was all a bad dream. Maybe a hallucination from too much sugar. But it felt so real. You couldn't deny that stinging as you hacked up endless amounts of coughs. How did it even start? You thought back and only found one solution. Denki.

It seemed the universe wasn’t going to give you a break and you felt that same closing feeling as before. Dashing up the stairs, you barely made it to the toilet before you were throwing up another handful of petals. You held your head and leaned against the sink cabinet. Why would it be about him? Is it a sickness? Does he have it? Your thoughts raced in circles and you forced yourself to your room. Quickly, you grabbed your laptop, typing into the search box hurriedly. Throwing up flower petals sickness

You scanned through websites, finding mostly gardening stores and medicine for hallucinations, but you knew this was real. After a minute, you paused on a link that stood out from the rest. Hanahaki Disease. After clicking, you were pulled to a website that wasn’t very decorated. It only shows two pictures. One of flower petals in a pile, splattered in blood. The other is a diagram of a human's lungs and green vines decorating the inner. You scrolled on, your pupils moving in record time, desperately needing an explanation.

Hanahaki Disease isn’t something uncommon. Lots of humans catch the sickness, but doctors play it off as a bad cold. The virus affects those in an unrequited love. Flowers grow in their lungs and affect their breathing, leading to the patient coughing up large amounts of flower petals. Repetitive nosebleeds and blood coming from the mouth have been reported. There are only three ways to make the disease stop.

Have the flowers surgically removed. Doing things would also make the patient's feelings for their person disappear completely. Those who choose this feel better, but their emotions and actions towards their person are never the same.

Their person reflects their affection. This is a rare sighting. Sadly for the patient, their desire is one-sided and for the disease to take effect, the other person involved isn’t likely to change how they feel. However, don’t lose hope, some have been able to grow to care for the patient and they do survive.

The final way is the most common. While it is gruesome, the only way to make the disease stop is for the patient to inevitably die. The flowers grow so large to the point the patient's airway is cut off and they meet their demise.

After about an hour. You were left with the same conclusions. The trash bin was overflowing with petals and the corner of your mouth was stained pink from the blood. Your head pounded and your body begged for sleep. But how could one sleep with something like this happening?

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Like a slap to the face, the carnival had been on a Sunday, so now you were being awakened by your annoying alarm clock. You groaned tiredly, knocking it off your table, the crash making you sit straight up. Great. Sometime between crying, throwing up, and frantic researching, you had fallen asleep. Your back felt so sore, but you knew your mother would kill you if you asked to stay home. You made a promise to her that you would go to school even if you got home late since it was your responsibility to make sure to get rest and be ready.

You walked to your bathroom, not daring to glance at your reflection. You needed a shower. A nice and hot one. You started the water and undressed, grimacing at the leftover petals that swayed to the floor. It’s as if they were mocking you. You got into the shower, sighing at the warmth. As the water poured over your face, you scrubbed your skin gently, opening your eyes to see the excess blood flowing down the drain.

You were so, so, tired and you hoped today wouldn’t be hard at school. Your first classes would be fine, but you weren’t sure about what would happen after lunch.

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You arrived at school sluggishly, not intending to put on a fake face. Please. Just give me this one day of peace. Your wish was sent to the universe and you hoped they would answer. The halls were as packed as ever, but you just kept your earbuds in. The sound of the music blocked off any distractions. When you made it to your first period, the bell rang over the intercoms, so everyone was already in their seats. It was your biology class and you knew the work wouldn’t be hard.

“Alright, today we are just going to be taking notes,” Your teacher explained, making you let out a sigh of relief. You kept one earbud in, but regrettably, for you, it read out any notifications that came through. ‘Denks Sent You A Message’ Your blood ran cold and it was only a matter of seconds before that itching feeling erupted in your chest.

You stifled your coughs, leaning over to try and muffle the annoying sound. It turns out the universe didn’t give a shit about your wish, because almost everyone and your teacher turned to look. She called your name, pausing her lesson to watch you with concern,” Are you alright?”

You had to sublet wipe away the droplets of blood and crumple the flower petal in your hand to answer,” Yes, sorry ma’am.” She gave you an unconvinced look, but then nodded, not wishing to further the awkwardness. You hadn’t realized just how hard you were squeezing the flower until you let go of it, seeing the dents against your skin that didn’t immediately go back to their original places.

You shoved the leaf into your pocket and wiped the blood on your sweatpants. Thankfully they were jet black, so nobody would question it. As your teacher continued her lesson, you got out your phone putting it on Do Not Disturb at first, but in the end, you just powered it off. I guess no music for me. You had three more classes to get through until lunch and that’s where you could get some quiet time.

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After what felt like forever, the bell was going off, signaling it was time for lunch. You walked to the cafeteria, not planning on eating there anyway, and collected your food. You needed some sort of nutrition and the lunch ladies were sure to provide that. Embarrassment wasn’t in your vocabulary anymore because you were already chowing down even on the walk to somewhere quiet, which happened to be a small garden outside the science hallways. There was a tiny swinging porch and painted rocks sat on the ground.

You entered through the door, taking in the fresh air you so desperately needed. The food was mediocre, but you weren’t looking for quality. To pass the time, you scrolled mindlessly on your phone or played small games. At one point you just took the small sanctuary. Flowers bloomed of all colors, the only one interesting you, was a brightly golden one. There was a loud bang on the wind across from the bench you sat on, whipping your head around, you weren’t expecting to see Denki Kaminari.

You cursed yourself for thinking him into existence and you weren’t even sure how he found you, but he did,” What are you doing out here?” Thinking on your feet, you made up a lie,” The cafeteria is always too noisy and someone recommended this place, so I took their advice.”

Denki didn’t seem to mind how you never made eye contact, instead staring at the small bee flying around the cluster of flowers. Your eye twitched as you heard him walk closer. Maybe you were the most hated by the people above. He plopped down, placing his hands across the back of the bench. Oh, you hated how butterflies danced in your stomach and how your lungs tightened in warning. He opened his mouth to speak, but you stood quickly,” Sorry, I gotta go Kaminari.”

Without another word, you left through the door, hoping you would have to see him again. Yeah right, I’m not that lucky.

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Dread filled your veins as you walked into the classroom. Everyone was lively and usually you would be too, but today you just couldn’t. You sat down straight away, not bothering to greet any of your classmates. You kept your head down, turning your music up some more, just in case you were to hear-“Hey! Have you been ignoring me?”

You were mentally panicking, but you had to play it cool. Slowly looking up, you gave him a half smile,” No, sorry Kaminari, I just didn’t get any sleep last night.” You had to ignore his brow slightly quirking up at his last name, instead of his first, but he dismissed it,” Yeah, I think we probably should’ve left a bit earlier.” He let out a hearty laugh, making your throat burn. No. I have to fight it. “Yeah, and I’m pretty sure I caught something from those rides.”

Denki chuckled at this, letting go of your cold shoulder and sitting in his assigned seat. Right next to you. If hell is real, you’re already here. Denki kept on speaking, mostly about the carnival, then moving on to the class, but you couldn't hear a word. Suddenly, his voice stopped, and out of curiosity, you looked up. Your eyes locked on a girl walking into the room, long earbuds hanging from her ears, and she looked like she didn’t have a care in the world.

You weren’t sure what was so interesting about her, that Denki had to stop speaking, but then you turned to him. Well, they always say that curiosity killed the cat. Denki looked awestruck. In a trance. You couldn’t blame the light on the pink tinting his cheeks as she walked closer. She strolled past coolly and there, you got the full view of Denki. It wasn't how he followed her movements so closely, or how he couldn’t pick up his jaw from the floor, or even how dopey once she sat down. The thing that hurt the most was the love in his eyes. The look you had given him last night, but you never once saw that shine when he looked at you.

You only felt two things after he stopped watching her. There was a heaviness that tugged your heartstrings and you were sure a few of them had snapped. Then there was the overwhelming sting in your lungs. Denki looked back at you, his eyes too clouded by devotion he couldn’t even see your heart-shattering in front of him.

He let out a dreamy sigh, leaning against his desk and continuing to steal glances at the girl in the back,” That’s Kyoka Jirou.” He stated warmly,” I was planning on asking her to go to the carnival, but I chickened out and asked you instead.” Without even realizing it, Denki hurt you more than he knew, and all you could do was sit there and stare.

He perked up, scooting his desk closer,” But, I’ve built up enough confidence, and I know today is the day.” There was such endearment in his voice that you couldn’t even be mad at Jirou. That was it, the final straw, it had snapped. There was no warning before you gagged and put two hands over your mouth.

This one was violent and you understood why. You hunched over in your seat, praying that no one could see your episode. Denki called out your name with such worry, that it made the flowers come up faster. Tears welled in your eyes because it hurt so bad. Not just the petals, but your feelings. You had to get out of there. You stood up straight, grabbing your bag and still keeping one hand over your mouth. You were sure you accidentally let a petal slip from your palm, but you didn’t care anymore.

You bolted out of the room, knocking shoulders with other students, and ignoring the shouts from Denki. Finding the nearest exit, you shoved open the doors, hacking up all the flowers and blood. Your head pounded and you were sure these would be your final moments. Thankfully, the petals died down, leaving you to lean against the brick wall for support. You stared at the open parking lot, feet already moving to your car. You couldn't live like this. Especially not with this curse over you. Therefore, you made one final search as you sat in your car.

Where to get Hanahaki Disease removed

[ink-stainedkiss]

I love saiki content 🙏🏼

Saiki with a partner who always goes out of her way to buy like fresh and new DVDs/videogames that come out and hasnt watched/played and gives it to him so that he gets no spoilers and can can genuinely enjoy them. PLSPLSPLS

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 - 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝙺𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚘

Synopsis: Unfortunately for Saiki, his powers make it unable to enjoy most things, for instance videos games. After discovering this, you head out to give Saiki an ounce of happiness.

AH! This was such an adorable piece to write, I know it’s a bit long, but my fingers just kept typing. This may be a little ooc?? I’m not 100% sure, but I wanted to show how comfortable Saiki is around his partner. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed, please leave comments, I love them so so much!

Regular Thinking

“Regular Speaking.”

Saiki Thinking

‘Saiki Speaking’

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.2 k

Most think that being a teenage psychic with almost unlimited powers is a dream come true. They are wrong. If Saiki had to make a pros and cons list of his abilities, the cons would heavily out way the other side. There was no way to shut them off, so Saiki was stuck with everything. He had many problems with his powers, but the worst ones happened to be with other people. Telepathy. Sadly, Saiki always hears everyone’s thoughts, no matter the hour of the day, unless he is dead asleep. Sure, during the test he could listen to the smart people, but he was the smartest of them all, so it didn’t matter. Another problem was movies. Theaters were terrible because no matter what, someone had already seen it and their low IQ brain decided to think of the ending even before the trailers.

You and Saiki had been together for a few months now and it didn’t take long for you to figure out his abilities. Saiki was relieved that you didn’t immediately freak out, and in contrast, you helped him with his difficulties. You found out about his telepathy problem a few weeks ago when you brought a new video game to his house. You both sat in his room, Saiki curiously watching as you rummaged through your backpack,” Look what I got!”

You knew Saiki could already hear your thoughts, so you kept them completely clear, excited to not ruin his surprise,” I remember you mentioned it a few days ago, so…” You paused for a moment of suspense, then lifted the video game before him,” Ta-da!” Saiki wanted to be happy, he really did, but, ‘I don't want to make you feel bad, but I’ve already heard how it ends.’

You pouted, not necessarily at him, but more about his powers,” I should’ve guessed, it did come out a few days ago.” You tossed the game back into your bag,” Sorry, I thought because it was released early no one would be talking about it.” Saiki shook his head, ‘Shun, that idiot, stopped me after school and mentioned the game, I told him not to say anything, so he thought of it instead.’

You let out an angry groan,” Of course it was him, he’s always going on about some sort of game.” You sat on Saiki’s floor, resting your head on his lifted mattress. The psychic watched you and started to feel a tightening feeling in the center of his chest and he did not like it. Not at all. He teleported to your side like it was an instinct, ‘I’m sorry.’

You lifted your head and stared at the boy with a bewildered look,” Why are you apologizing?” He looked at you with his usual blank expression, however, you were able to pick up the hint of regret in his eyes, ‘My powers ruined your gift.’ You shook your head,” No Kusuo, really it’s Kaidou’s fault.” You tried to make light of the situation, but sadly your joke didn’t land.

‘I wish I didn’t have to go through this,’ he claimed, not daring to make eye contact with you, ‘Why couldn’t I have been born normal?’ Your heart dropped and you quickly grabbed his face, forcing him to look at you,” Kusuo Saiki, you are perfect just the way you are. If anything your powers make you unique and I love you for that.” Saiki’s face started to change, but you continued to speak,” I don’t care if my gift was messed up, it’s only a cluster of pixels. I’m fine with just staying here with you.”

You finished with a small kiss to his lips, going to lean away, but you felt the psychic pull you back. He held you close, clearly touched by your words,” I love you too.” Your eyes widened, Saiki rarely opened his mouth to speak, but the small gesture made your heart skyrocket. You giggled like an idiot, going in for more kisses until he ultimately pushed you away with a hidden smile playing on his lips.

That day, as you left, you knew you had to do something. So that Saiki could enjoy normal things. If you were going to execute this idea, you would need to be one hundred percent blocked off and there was only one thing to keep you safe from Saiki’s powers. Pure germanium. Really that’s how Saiki had taken interest in you. The day you entered the school, you were wearing a necklace, not that he nor you knew at the time, of germanium. When you got home, that was the first item you put on, so Saiki couldn’t hear your thoughts. You open your laptop, typing into the bar. New video games that haven’t been played yet

Surprisingly, there was a very long list of games that hadn’t been touched by the public. So you took a picture, quickly grabbed your things, and headed to the store. The sun was already going down and you hoped that there wouldn’t be a crowd of people at the store. The hardest part will probably be getting the actual game itself. Since they weren’t released yet, that means they wouldn’t be on the shelves, so you were going to have to smooth talk the employee.

Walking into the store, you were bombarded by plastic rectangles with graphic designs, neon posters that depicted popular games and anime, and loads of figurines that made your wallet hurt by just looking at them. Thankfully, you were just here for some games. You made contact with the employee. A younger-looking guy, who couldn’t be more than four years older than you. Bingo. He was probably another geek who didn’t really care about his job and would let you slide into the back for the unreleased games.

You strolled up to the counter, a soft smirk on your face, and the cashier greeted you blandly,” Hello ma’am, how can I help you?” Ma’am? I’m younger than you! Asshole. “Yeah, I just need to take a look at your video games-“ He let out a scoff, motioning towards the large shelves,” Well have you tried turning around?” Your jaw tightened, now amused by his comment,” Yes I know that,” You cleared your throat, putting back on your pleased face,” But I meant I wanted to look at unrelated games, ones that haven’t been played yet.”

You cringe mentally as an obnoxious snort escapes his mouth,” That’s funny, but no. You would have to go to the back room, which customers are not allowed to do.” More laughter sounded from him and you had to step to the side to avoid the spraying of saliva,” It’s highly unprofessional for me, an honorable man, to let some person waltz in there and get an exclusive look at the games.”

Dammit, it’s one of these guys. How can someone act so high and mighty when they work at a game store? Your anger started to boil as he mocked you and eventually, you slammed a hand onto the glass counter, making him bolt upright,” Listen. I need a new gift for my boyfriend and you have exactly what I need in that room,” You pointed to a gray door behind him,” So why can’t you be a decent human being and let me pick out a stupid video game.”

Smoke was practically coming out of your nostrils, but the cashier still had the nerve to test you,” As I’ve said, I can’t let you back there, it’s in my contract. Nothing will make me open that door.” Well, there’s only one more thing to try. “I’ll give you fifty bucks if I can just take one.” His eyes lit up with dollar signs and he was already digging for the keys,” Deal.”

Even with the success, your face twisted into one of confusion. Are you kidding? Ashe unlocked the door, you just took your win and followed him in. The section was dimly lit and it had a funky smell. Just get in and get out. You repeated that motto over and over while you watched him pull out a cardboard box from one of the plastic shelves. He let out a groan and placed it on the floor, standing to face you,” There you go.”

You gave him a tight-lipped smile and maneuvered past him. He exited rather fast while you skimmed the container. There were loads of games, always different from the next. Cooking Papa:Let’s Eat! Animal Crossroads. The Walking Killed. “Huh, these sound familiar.”

You set aside the games you believed Kusuo would enjoy and pondered on the pile. Once decided, you grabbed two and headed out of the room. The cashier was zoning out, picking at a stain on his hideous uniform, but when he saw you, he didn’t seem to care,” Just set it down here and give me the money.” Wow, such kindness. You placed the two games on the counter, and the guy noticed,” Hey, you said one game.”

“Do you want the money or not?” You seethed, pushing the cash toward him. He looked you up and down with a suspicious look, then the money,” Touché.” You grumbled under your breath taking your games and exiting the store. Your emotions were irate and you were shocked. You even stayed somewhat calm in there, but when you got into your car, your attitude changed.

You were suddenly excited and hopeful. Now you could properly get Kusuo a gift. The sky was a dark purple and it was you against the clock. You sped out of the parking lot, thankful that there weren't a lot of people on the street, and soon enough you were parking in front of Kusuo’s house for the second time. You bounded out of your vehicle, hiding the games in your bag. Knocking on the door, you were met with Kusuo’s mother, who looked exceptionally happy to see you,” Oh, hello dear!” She greeted, opening the door wider,” What brings you back here to our home?”

You smiled warmly, always loving Kurumi’s bubbly personality,” I have a gift for Kusuo that I know he’ll enjoy.” Her eyes sparkled in interest,” May I see what you got him?” Nodding, you pulled out the games,” They haven’t been released to the world yet, so Saiki can play them without getting spoilers before.” Kurumi smiled fondly, placing her hands on her heart,” I’m so glad my son met you,” She praised,” I’m sure he’s lucky to have you.”

A soft blush reached your face and you giggled shyly,” I’m lucky to have him.” Kurumi motioned you up the stairs,” Well don’t keep him waiting.” You smiled brightly heading up to his room. Facing his door, you knocked quickly, and you tried to contain your happiness. Kusuo opened his door, shocked to find you, you heard your name slip from his mind, ‘What are you doing here? And why couldn’t I sense you?’

While he questioned you, he held the door open wider, letting you in,” Well, I put on my ring, and I did something while I was away.” He closed the door, eyeing you suspiciously, ‘What did you do?’ You huffed, playfully rolling your eyes,” It’s nothing bad.” ‘Alright, then tell me what you did.’

“Fine, but you have to close your eyes.” You grabbed his hand, pulling him to his bed. He sat there with an unimpressed look, but played along, closing his eyes like you said,” Okay, are you ready?” He sighed, ‘Yes.’ You took out the games and held them out in front of you,” Open your eyes.”

He did as you said and when his eyes met the presents, he raised a brow, ‘More video games?’ You blew raspberries at his tone,” Yes, but they are also unreleased, meaning that you are the only one who has played them, at least not until now.” Kusuo grabbed the items, inspecting them intently, ‘Did you steal these?’

You gasp,” No!” Moving next to him, you explained your plan. Kusuo listened carefully, happy you didn’t commit a crime for him, ‘So you really did all of that, just so I can play these in peace?’ You nodded at his words,” Mhm, it wasn’t a difficult decision.” Setting the games aside, the psychic turned to you, ‘Thank you, for everything. You make me feel…somewhat normal.’

You giggled softly, moving closer to place a gentle kiss on his lips,” I’m thankful, now hurry up and play your game.” Kusuo had a little smile on his face as he placed the DVD into the box and headed back to the bed with you. Once he got comfortable, you cuddled up to him, watching as he played through the game. You added small words into his run, telling him to add accessories onto the character or to take a fun-looking side-quest.

On that day, Kusuo learned something special. His world was so big and so full of problems or conflicts, that he had no time to take in the smallest moments. Almost everything he did had an effect on the world on someone’s course of actions, but with you, he realized he does have time to appreciate the little things.

[ink-stainedkiss]

Hitoshi Shinsou Headcannons ꩜

Boyfriend!Shinsou who lives for taking naps with you. Shinso is naturally tired and sleep was a normal thing, but when he found you, it stopped being just a routine. He looked forward to cuddling up, holding you, and listening to your heartbeat. It was the closest Shinso could ever get to peace.

Boyfriend!Shinsou who only lets you and himself hold his cat. He’s always been protective over her since she was a tiny black kitten found cowering in an alleyway. Because she was a rescue, it took a while for her to warm up to anyone, but after lots of months, Eclipse adored Shinso. However, Eclipse’s hesitance toward new people made Shinso slightly nervous to introduce you too, but as he was explaining her behavior, the cat walked right up and purred against your legs, like there was no sign of the hissing fluff ball Shinso had to tame so long ago.

Boyfriend!Shinsou who realized he loved you when you confessed you never found him or his quirk scary. The day it happened will always hold a special place in his heart and he wishes he could relive it over and over.

You both sat atop a small building in-ground beta. You had asked Shinsou to be your training partner for the Sports Festival, which he was utterly shocked to hear, but the work paid off. You both had grown closer and maybe it was just the calming sight of the sunset, but Shinsou felt he could trust you.

“Why would nobody say that? You’re going to be an amazing hero someday.” You said truthfully. Shinsou watched you, trying to find some sort of humor or tease in your tone, but you only stared back with the purest of sincerity,” Do you not think…” he stopped halfway, unsure if asking you this would make you see him different,” Not think what, Shinsou?”

He sighed, turning back to the sun,” Do you not think I’m scary?” Shinsou waited for the hesitance, the words that let him down easy, but he knew the truth. Oddly, Shinsou didn’t hear anything, except for the sound of your giggles,” Is this because of those assholes in your middle school who framed you to be a bad guy?”

He was completely confused and he wasn’t sure if you were mocking him. You shook your head, wiping away a tear,” No, Shinsou. I’m not afraid of you and I never will be.” You confirmed,” I know what your quirk is, but I never believed you would use it for bad. I’m sorry you had to grow up worrying about that.” Your giggles calmed down and you faced the violet-haired boy,” From what you've told me, I know there isn’t any villain in you, so stop thinking people only see the bad in you.”

You stare into his dark magenta eyes and it feels as if the world around the two of you is silent,” Cause I definitely don’t.” It was probably just from the sun, but at that moment, Shinsou saw this light emitting from you and he swore you never looked prettier.

Boyfriend!Shinsou who sometimes uses his capture weapon to get you closer to him or to drag you back if you walk away. He finds the little squeak you let out adorable and during patrols, if it’s pretty dead, he’ll wrap you up just for fun. Also, don’t think that getting angry will make him let you go, cause he’ll just keep calling you hot or cute as you demand to be released.

Boyfriend!Shinsou who really doesn’t have a care in the world if you asked to do his makeup/nails/skincare. He will sit there quietly, occasionally adding comments as you work. Most of the time he’s distracted by your concentrated face.

“Toshi?” You called,” Toshi.” That gets him out of his trance fast enough. The boy blinks, giving you a questioning look,” What?” You give him a disapproving glare,” Did you even hear me? I asked you to turn your head like five times.” Shinsou has only a second to play off his embarrassment, it’s not his fault you’re so gorgeous when you’re focused,” Sorry, just thinking.”

You continue to apply the sticky facial mask, humming in curiosity,” About what?” You lean back, letting him turn back to you. He gives you a lopsided smile, his eyes scanning your face,” You.” You rolled your eyes, mouth open to give him a cocky response, but the boy swooped in, stealing your lips against his. While it’s a loving gesture, you push him off of you as you feel the cold mask rub against your face,” Toshi!”

But he wasn’t having it, completely forgetting the skincare as he placed his hands on your waist and pulled you closer.

Boyfriend!Shinsou who takes mental notes about everything you do or use. Everything. From hair care products to your order at restaurants. You don’t need to tell him what brand of shampoo to get, because he already has it memorized. He watches you constantly, and though it sounds creepy, he’s only trying to learn more about you. (Even if he’s pretty sure he knows more about you than you know yourself.) Not only the items you like but along with places and experiences. He took you out to a cafe once and he noticed how relaxed you look, so that became one of your favorite spots. He understands how you despise the subway trains, how your nose scrunched at the smells and how you clung to him the entire time. Let’s just say that was the last time you ever stepped foot on a train.