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On Campus: The Prize of Affection

pairing: Geto x Reader x Gojo

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Contents: college au, SLOW BURN, fluff + angst + smut, alcohol, frat parties, attempts of spiking, harassment, some violence, jealousy, pining, flirting, MULTI ENDS, happy ending.

This had to be a sick joke or loads of insane coincidences, but could you really be stumbling upon the very people you swore to not to? It had been a few days since that galling entrance. You were losing your mind. Never before had you seen them on campus, but all of a sudden they are appearing at the same place you roam. Not only did their conversations behind you get louder, as if they wanted you to turn and speak, but you were sure they were following you. Okay, maybe that was a stretch. They didn’t even know you. They have their own lives. I need to stop worrying about them. That motto lived rent free in your head, but it didn’t help.

Just the other day you were in the library, picking out books that will help for the test coming up, and you heard two voices talking quite loudly in the aisle next to you. “Why are we even here again?” A male whined. Your hand, which was reaching toward another book, halted,” I wanna get back to the house, I'm supposed to be beating Sukuna’s high score.” A groan bubbled in your throat, you knew that voice, but they were so close. So stepping away from the shelf, you quickly exited the section.

You kept your head down as you passed by the open space, praying they wouldn’t notice you, but the pause in the white-haired man’s speech made the conclusion obvious. Your pace picked up and you were out of the building in a few seconds flat. Honestly, you weren’t sure why you needed to get away from them. They were extremely popular and you had called one of them an asshole, so it was not a good impression on your part. He deserved it. Maybe you were just nervous that they would confront you and share amused glances like you were some sort of child trying to explain your feelings.

So with that mentality, you were fine with staying away from them. It sucked that you shared a class with them both and oddly enough the seats behind you became their permanent spots. For some reason, they have gotten more comfortable, acting like you guys are somewhat friends. One lecture, you were peacefully writing down some notes, when you felt a small poke on your back.

Your face creased in discomfort and you turned around, finding the same white haired man staring at you happily,”Hey, what's the date?” The look on your features was something of complete disappointment,”Don’t you have a laptop right in front of you?”

Your question was extremely rhetorical, but he still had to audacity to glance down to the open screen, and shake his head,”It’s broken,” You sighed begrudgingly, knowing it’s better to just give in rather than go back and forth,” It’s the third of October.” He showed off his pearly whites in satisfaction,”Thank you,”

You didn’t respond, instead turning back to your own work. His friends' snickers were very audible even as you tried to ignore them and that ‘broken’ laptop was clacking very loudly behind you for the rest to the lesson.

𖤓

“-and they didn’t even apologize. I don’t know how Yaga put up with it.” You complained to Choso, who had to endure your rant for the past thirty minutes. It was fine, since he was just amused by your salty face. While the two of you cleaned some glassware in the back, Choso spoke up,”What were their names again?” You let out a small groan,”No clue. I didn’t bother asking them.”

Your coworker was thinking hard, trying to add names to the vague descriptions you gave him,”You said one of them had white hair?” You glanced at him with a curious look,”Yeah, why?” Choso chewed on his inner cheek, pausing his work for only a second,”Do you know if they are in a frat?”

Thinking back to the library, you gave a half-sure shrug,”Um, I think so. I remember the blue-eyed one saying he wanted to get home and beat a Sukuna’s high score.” Choso let out an ‘ahh’ sound, finally connecting the pieces,”Yep. I know exactly who you are talking about.” Your eyes widened, how well known were these guys?

“The white haired one is Satoru Gojo and his friend is Suguru Geto, I'm shocked you didn’t even know that.” Choso commented,”He’s the captain of the school’s volleyball team, holds the record for most winning spikes.” Now that you think about it—who you now know as Gojo—is pretty fit. He usually wears baggy clothes, but the bulk he was carrying under it was very noticeable. It’s not like you were staring at him. No, of course not.

“Also, that frat he’s in, isn’t just a regular thing, it’s like the biggest party house to date.” Choso explained with a small chuckle,”Before we were students here, my other friends told me about the ragers they would throw each week.” Scoffing, you showed no shock to his words,”So what? It sounds like every other frat house around here.”

He shook his head,”Well they aren’t. You would think that they would throw parties every night, but they only do it once or twice every week. It’s not just alcohol and balloons, they do crazy shit.” Your attention was grabbed, but you didn’t make it known,”Like what?” Choso smirked at you,”Have you ever heard fireworks go off in the night?”

You nodded. It was true, you had heard the continuous popping and the loud whistles, but you thought it was multiple different houses,”That’s them. They smuggle dangerous fireworks into the house and if you ever get invited to their parties, you can see the burn marks on the back of the home.” Your face shifted into something of worry,”Do they not get in trouble?”

“No, a lot of the members are loaded and their parents give their money to the school’s organizations and stuff.” You set down the cup you had been wiping down for a few solid minutes and dropped your head down,”Great, so I basically made an enemy of someone who can pay the board to get me kicked off campus.” Choso grabbed your glass and set it away,”I think you’re being a bit dramatic.” “What would you know?” You glared, rising from the counter.

“Hey, we are ready to order.” A polite voice called from the front. Choso was already heading deeper into the kitchen, leaving you to take care of the customer. You sighed, pushing back any pesky fly-always and forced a content smile onto your face. Your head was still swimming with thoughts,”Hey, sorry about the wait, what can-“ It was only till the last second that you raised your head.

As if speaking them into existence, there they were, standing just in front of the counter. Gojo and Geto. Your jaw was slack as you stared at them both. Gojo had his eyes up on the board above you, but Geto raised a brow at your surprised face. Blinking away your shock, you pushed the rest of your sentence out,”What can I get started for you?” Geto gave you a smirk but didn’t say anything about your odd interaction.

“Can I just get a buttered croissant with a medium black coffee?” Geto asked simply. You nodded, pressing with shaky fingers on the tablet. Geto nudged his friend, who finally looked away from the sign. Gojo opened his mouth to order, but then his eyes landed on you. He tilted his head with a smug grin on his face. Oh, he definitely remembered you. With a sudden found confidence, Gojo opened his mouth again,”I just want a large mocha, please.”

Giving a curt nod, you barely make eye contact with either one of them. You opened your mouth to tell them it would be a minute, but then Gojo cut you off,”Actually, do you have any good pastries?” Raising a confused brow, you gestured to the small container full of treats,”There’s some right here.” Gojo let out a small laugh,”I know, but I'm wondering if you have a favorite.” His intense gaze never left yours and you tried to turn back to the display case, but you couldn’t,”I guess the cheese danishes are a good pick.”

His lips twisted into a mocking frown,”But I'm in the mood for something sweet.” Your jaw tightened and you ripped your eyes off his,”I’ll go start on those drinks while you decide.” Whipping around, you trudged to the back, a blush rising to your cheeks. What did you do to deserve this? It was almost closing time, there were only a few people in the shop, and they just decided now was a perfect time to stroll in for some coffee? Your embarrassment intensified as you heard two quiet laughs.

Really, you could have just said you were out of everything, but that wouldn’t be believable. So, putting your unease aside, you loaded the coffee maker. It only took a few minutes and as you were placing the cold foam over the mocha, you wondered if they treated every girl like this. Probably and they all must just drool over their stupid antics. Seriously, was this supposed to be cute? I mean, they aren’t terrible to look at. Your eyes widened at your own thoughts. It took a second to collect yourself, but as you recalled, you weren’t necessarily wrong.

You didn’t have a crush on them, they were just pleasing to watch. It’s kinda like passing by the window of a boutique, it just didn’t hurt to admire. Steps behind you pulled your attention away and you let out a sigh of relief. Choso had come back from his hiding spot,”Hey, Choso. My dearest best friend.” A look of pure unamusement fell onto his face at the title you gave him,”You love me right?”

“Not enough to do whatever you’re about to ask me.” He retorted, making you scoff,”It’s not even hard, all I need you to do is hand these drinks and a croissant to these nice customers.” Sadly, you couldn’t hide the twitch in your eye at the final word. Choso was clearly suspicious and he casually stepped near the doorway where the two ‘nice’ men stood. He got one good look at the friends and barked out a laugh.

Immediately, you raced over, slapping your hand over his mouth and dragging him away. Choso continued to laugh once you stopped pulling,”Who would have guessed they actually showed up?” He snickered, turning to glance at them once more,”Shut up. Can you please just give them their stuff? I swear I won’t ask anything else of you.” Your coworker snorted at the absurd claim,”That’s a lie, but are you telling me you’re too scared to give them their drinks?”

“I’m not scared you idiot. I’m just annoyed by them.” Choso hummed,”Not even five minutes and they already got under your skin, huh?” You turned back to the drinks, placing them in your hands,”Yeah, whatever, but can you just do this one thing for me?” Choso looked between the cups and the doorway,”I would love to,” Your eyes sparkled with hope,”But I have dishes to do.”

Your hopes were crushed instantly. As he walked away, frustration seeped into your voice,”You don’t even like doing the dishes, you just don’t want to help me out.” Choso’s back was already facing you,”What? Sorry, can’t hear you over the faucet.” If you could, your stare would have sliced right through his head,”You aren’t even near a sink you dick!”

An irate groan pushed past your lips and you unfortunately had to bring the two their items. Stuffing the two cups along with the bagged croissant into your hands, you prayed it would go quick. They definitely waited longer than intended, but you didn’t care. Just give them their drinks and go. You repeated the sentence over and over until you faced them again.

Thankfully, they had moved away from the counter and were talking next to a tall table, but when you set down their items, both of them looked over. You got the tablet ready, waiting for either of them to walk over and pay. In your mind you hoped Geto would collect their drinks, since he seemed the more bearable out of the two, but as your luck would have it, Gojo strolled over looking as pleased as ever. You stifled an annoyed sigh,”Ever decide on that pastry?”

He gave a sad look,”I think i’m fine for today, but maybe next time i’ll get one.” There was a slight undertone to his words, but you couldn’t pick up on it. Not that you wanted to,”Great to hear. Your total will be 12.39.” Gojo pulled out his wallet and you truly shouldn’t have been surprised at his card. It was purely black and when he placed it into your open palm, you felt the cold metal on your skin. Choso was right about these guys being loaded.

But Gojo was in college like you, how the hell did he get his hands on this? When you swiped, you made a guess it was his parents, surely they had extras lying around the home. As expected, the card showed no struggle to pay and a green check mark appeared. The receipts whirred out and you swiftly handed him the paper,”Have a nice night.”

Your tone was as bland as ever, but Gojo still gave you a genuine smile back,”You too.” Gojo reached for his order, though he kept direct eye contact throughout it all. You were confused and a bit weirded out. Thankfully, he grabbed his things and left quickly, only turning back to give you a tiny wave. What a weirdo. As they got closer to the door, your eyes caught something white on the counter. You looked down and noticed a folded piece of paper. Of course he just had to leave behind his trash. You lifted the parchment and tried to call him back,”Hey, you forgot something!”

Rudely, he just kept walking, not even hesitating as he exited the shop with Geto. So he can hear a whisper, but not a shout? Your teeth gritted together, but as you were about to toss the litter away, you saw a darker scribble that had bled through the middle of the paper. Glancing back at the door to see if they actually left, you unfolded the wrapper and read its contents.

Xxx-xxx-0827

Call me sometime, Sweets

Xoxo, “Asshole” <3

There’s absolutely no way…

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On Campus: The Prize of Affection

pairing: Geto x Reader x Gojo

← 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 / 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟏 / 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 →

Contents: college au, SLOW BURN, fluff + angst + smut, alcohol, frat parties, attempts of spiking, harassment, some violence, jealousy, pining, flirting, MULTI ENDS, happy ending.

Well, after two years of the same thing—rambling professors and poorly written notes—you were finally starting your third year of college. It felt dreadfully monotonous. Mostly because you knew the first day of your freshman year you were going to keep your identity on the down low and your grades higher than ever. It was great because this plan worked better than ever. You had a steady job, the local coffee shop, working with two of your closest friends, and most of all, your transcript practically screamed a high paying job in your future.

So yeah, it kinda made you jealous seeing the frat parties houses being raided by energetic students alike. Would you love to dress up and act like you didn’t have a test the next day? Of course. Almost everyone in college pictured their nights to look like that. They also thought college would be a breeze, but even you were caught off guard your first year.

“Thinking hard over there?” A deep voice chuckled, nudging your arm. Pulled out of your trance, you blinked, and faced the sound. Choso, your coworker here at the cafe, had seen your focused expression and was not doing a very good job at hiding his smirk. Scoffing, you pushed off the counter you had been leaning against, and sent him a glare,”Yeah, imaging different jobs to apply for, so I can get away from you.”

Choso raised a brow and it wasn’t long before your faux look dropped and you giggled. He smiled,”It’s about class, isn’t it?” You shrugged with an expression mixed with unsureness and agreement,”I mean I guess, but I’m not like nervous to go back…if you get what i’m saying.”

His lips trilled,dismissing your words,”You have Professor Yaga, I would be shitting myself.” Rolling your eyes, you stared out to the rising sky, content with the almost purple ambience across the street. The first hour of the morning shift was always the best,”You’re such a baby. He’s not that bad.”

Choso walked toward his premade coffee, sipping it and watching you with unamused eyes behind the mug,”The difference is because he actually likes you.” Glancing back toward the glass front of the shop, you saw your first customer of the day walk toward the door,”No, the difference is I have the intelligence to keep up with his lectures.”

Your coworker’s jaw dropped, but he couldn’t say anything, since the customer walked in with a pleased smile. What you didn’t tell Choso was that you were slightly nervous for class, but not about the teacher. It’s just, something felt off. You knew your routine like the back of your hand and it brought you comfort, so waking up early before the sun approaches was just normal for you. However, today just didn’t sit right in your chest. Like you knew something was going to go wrong.

You liked being right, but at that moment you hoped you were entirely incorrect.

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It was a bit shocking how your boss was so lenient with your work schedule. You woke up around five, opened the shop at six with Choso or whoever was assigned to the morning, then waited till nine to leave. Your class starts thirty minutes after that, so it gives you so much down time. Walking across the campus, books held against one arm while you moved, you prayed that the nauseating feeling was just a bad muffin you snuck from the front.

One thing the movies did correct was that college was pretty packed. It seemed every second you were maneuvering around barriers of people that also seemed to have no special awareness. Still, it was just a customary thing for college, so you trudged forward. The entrance to the school was just ahead, its path covered in chiseled quotes on its stone floor, and a majestic statue of a crane ahead of the doors.

You were only halfway when your phone buzzed and after a cautious glance in front of you. Good. No people. Taking out your phone, your eyes caught onto the notification bubble, but your phone couldn’t even unlock before your side slammed into someone’s shoulder.

“Shit.” You groaned, feeling your books slip from your hold. Ah, this was what that feeling was warning me about. The problem wasn't that you had dropped your things, it was the fact the culprit didn’t have the decency to stop and help or at the least apologize. You whipped your head around, locking onto the pure white hair already strolling away from the scene. Anger flooded to your veins and before you could stop yourself, you opened your mouth.

“Thanks, Asshole.” Figuring, since he barely reacted to running into you, that he wouldn’t hear your remark. Regardless of how he picked up the sound, the guy had heard you, and you stared as he turned his head. He didn’t make a comment, but instead gave you a quick glance. Oddly enough, his eyes cut deeper than any insult could.

You hated to admit it, but his eyes were beautiful. A shade of blue that could make the sky jealous. They were enticing, but the spiteful gleam made you immediately tense up. Still, you held your ground, no matter how intimidating his look was. Before you knew it, he was already facing the front, bothered by nothing. Your teeth grinned together and picked yourself up off the floor. You’d be damned to look like a helpless fawn in front of these people.

In your heart, you told yourself to chase after him, scream and cuss, but you stayed calm. It was just another dick that believed he had some sort of untouchable god complex. It was useless to sit there and complain. After all, college is huge and you wouldn’t see that guy again.

As you walked to the front doors, your eyes remained straight forward. Paying no mind to the curious glances, you trudged forward to your first class.

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“-okay, it seems all of you are here.” Your professor started at the front of the room. Maybe it was bias, but you believed that Professor Yaga worked the hardest amongst the other teachers. You’ve had him since the beginning of your time here at college. He taught loads of subjects and you always seemed to shine throughout each,that’s why you were the so-called “favorite”.

“Today we’ll just be a go over of materials and lessons I will be teaching.” He explained, glancing back at the plain slide show he created.

Before Professor Yaga could say the first item, the doors in the back opened quickly. Everyone’s attention shifted as the commotion grew. You had to admit your curiosity got the better of you and you turned to watch who came in so late. Little did you know, you weren’t prepared for the storm about to swoop into the lecture hall.

It seemed almost fake like before you arrived the scene was choreographed. Two men waltzed in, neither of them showing guilt on their faces. The first one had very long hair; dark and it was put up in a claw clip. He gave half a smile, one that was supposed to be an apology, but his other friend did not share this gesture.

The friend raised a hand toward the professor, waving like he didn’t just interrupt him,”Hey, sorry the line at the coffee shop was super long.” You have to be kidding. Your mouth parted at the audacity, but Yaga only let out a disappointed sigh,”It's fine, just sit down.”

The room was packed but no one around you looked to be disturbed—or at the least shocked—their rude enterace. Was this common? No. Most people give a short ‘Sorry’ and skitter to their seat, but they just didn’t care. Your brow furrowed as they walked, showing no signs of picking up their speed. You scanned over there faces, making mental notes to stay away from both of them. Though, as you stared at the other male, your heart sank. Bright sapphire eyes locked onto your own and a wave of Deja vu hit you harshly.

It was the same guy who knocked into you without so much as a word. Your hand resting on the desk tensed into a fist. While in the middle of a staring contest, you expected him to throw you a cocky smirk, scoff, just something. You never guessed he would show you a look of genuine amusement. His lips turned upward and he winked at you. Did he even recognize you? You hadn’t interacted with the other guy, but he didn’t look any better.

These two were practically the stereotype for coming of age movie jock’s. Complete disdain grew in your chest as you watched them stroll down the lecture hall stairs. They dapped up their friends loudly, tossing sultry smiles toward the audience, and—ew did someone just squeal? Whoever they were, their egos shined too bright for your liking. Consider yourself uninterested.

You swiftly turned back around,but sadly the only available seats were the ones directly behind you. Their obnoxious chuckles grew slightly and you were pretty sure you heard the rude one mumble something to his friend. Whatever. Just pretend they aren’t there. It was easier said than done, since throughout the entire lesson their muffled conversation kept skimming past your ears and even as you tried paying attention, it seemed two sets of eyes were burning into the back of your skull.

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On Campus: The Prize of Affection

MDNI - Explicit Content Ahead

Pairing: Geto x Reader x Gojo + fwb!Sukuna x Reader

These two were practically the stereotype for coming of age movie jock’s. Complete disdain grew in your chest as you watched them stroll down the lecture hall stairs. They dapped up their friends loudly, tossing sultry smiles toward the audience, and-ew did someone just squeal? Whoever they were, their ego’s shined too bright for you’re liking. Consider yourself uninterested.

Synopsis: Two of the biggest names across the campus, sadly, have recognized you from one of your shared classes. Though you wanted to stay away from their radar, they seem to always be lingering near you. You had caught both of their attentions without even meaning to and it seems neither of them were going to let up their antics. Will you eventually fall for them? Or will their acts of affection ultimately be futile?

*Updated Regularly* A/N: Part 3 is in the works now :)

Contents: Mdni ⚠︎, SLOW BURN, fluff + angst + smut, alcohol, frat parties, attempts of spiking, harassment, some violence, jealousy, pining, flirting, MULTI ENDS, happy ending.

In later chapters: PiV, oral (m! & f! receiving), fingering, handjobs,dry humping

Lecture 1

Uninterested Luck Would Have It

Lecture 2

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 3

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 4

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 5

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 6

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 7

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 8

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 9

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 10

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 11

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

Lecture 12

Your Professor Hasn’t Loaded the Assignment…

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The Red Means I Love You!

𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜 𝑀𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑦. 𝑀𝑦 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑟𝑢𝑏𝑦. 𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒. 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟.

𝐿𝑜𝑠𝑡? 𝑁𝑜 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑆𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ, 𝑑𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦.

𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑, 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠: 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑚 𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

𝑊𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑖𝑡? 𝑃𝑜𝑝 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑠

𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑗𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑒.

𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒? 𝐽𝑜𝑖𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡’𝑠 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒.

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𝑁𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡? 𝑆𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛:

𝐹𝑎𝑛𝐹𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠: 𝐵𝑜𝑥𝑒𝑟!𝐾𝑎𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑘𝑖 𝐻𝐶 - 𝐵𝑓!𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜 𝑇𝑒𝑥𝑡𝑠

𝑀𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑: 𝐷𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑇𝑜 𝐹𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐴𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡

𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑖’𝑠 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑: 𝐺𝑟𝑒𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑆𝑘𝑖𝑒𝑠 - ‘𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑’ - 𝐻𝑢𝑠𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑑!𝑆𝑢𝑘𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝐻𝐶

𝐻𝑜𝑡 & 𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑠ℎ: 𝑂𝑛 𝐶𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑠: 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐴𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

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Doomed to Fall Apart - Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: After things didn’t go according to plan when you announced your pregnancy, some of the men try and fight for you back, while the others watch as you slip from their grasp. *Intended for Female!Reader*

A/N: Well here she is…the finale!! Warning: It’s a tear jerker. Again thank you all for the love and support on this. Your comments are always entertaining and really help me finish my works. Anyways, hope you guys like this one! Love you all❤️

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Doomed to Fall Apart - Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: After things didn’t go according to plan when you announced your pregnancy, some of the men try and fight for you back, while the others watch as you slip from their grasp. *Intended for Female!Reader*

A/N: Thank you guys so much for the love on this series! The final part will hopefully be out by tonight or tmr morning.

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Doomed to Fall Apart - Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: This was a request* You find out you are pregnant and you are thrilled, quickly texting your boyfriend, and soon to be father of your child, the news, but sadly, they don't match your joy. *obviously this is intended for female reader*

A/N: Sorry for how long it took to get this out, schools been keeping me busy. On my last post someone commented that they agree with the men and I sorta wanted that to happen. The endings are gonna be a mix of hurt/comfort & hurt/no comfort. Also, those who I tagged I really wasn't sure which part you wanted to be tagged in (like in the second character part, or just the next part in total)😭

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Pretty When You Cry - Suguru Geto

Synopsis: The deed was done, Suguru knew what his future was, and no one was going to change his mind. Although, it wouldn’t hurt to give you false hope.

A/N: I’ve had this idea for a oneshot for a long time now and I hope you guys liked it as much as I did! I will drop part 1.5 of ‘Doomed to fall apart’ tonight and hopefully a new smau💕

Warnings: Manipulation, Angst, Toxic love, ClutLeader!Geto, You are so down bad (PLEASE GET UPPP).

Word count: 1.2k

In all honesty, Suguru felt…bad. Not for those lesser forms he slaughtered, no, but for you. Somehow, you had found him wandering back through the destroyed village, on his way to collect Mimiko and Nanako from the designated waiting space. Your hand gripped his wrist firmly and if you were anyone else, he would have killed you were you stood, but he could never bring himself to harm you. Or anyone back at Jujutsu Tech for that matter. He was stunned that you had found him, but the worst part was the look you gave him.

Your eyes scanned his tired face, searching for something that was already gone,”Suguru?” Oh, you sounded so desperate. You unconsciously gave his wrist a squeeze and instinctively, Suguru lifted his hand and cupped your cheek,”Hello, My love.” Without knowing, you leaned into his touch, but you noted how much colder he felt. His thumb began to softly caress the apple of your cheek and your heart crushed with sadness,”Why?”

The question was barely audible, your voice hesitant and cracking, but Suguru heard it. Coincidentally, you were the only one he hadn’t spoken to. He understood why. The two of you were in a very happy relationship, until the last mission. You had noticed how distant Suguru had become. The dark circles forming under his eyes, how he seemed to always be in another world, but you never realized how bad it was until it was too late. Suguru exhaled somberly, only deepening your worries,” I don’t expect you to understand. No one does, but you will. Someday into the future.”

This didn’t help. You were so confused and his mysteriousness was only making you upset. You really weren’t sure what explanation you hoped for from him. Would there ever be a logical reason for the gruesome things he did? You remembered the report. His own parents. The harder you think, the more you become disgusted with the hand holding you. Even as you stared at the man in front of you, his purple eyes, black gauges, and beautiful long hair telling you it was Suguru Geto, the dread you felt continued to remind you that he was long gone. After his response, you knew he wouldn’t give you an actual answer, so you moved on.

“Why did you never tell me?” You wanted to pull his hand away from your cheek. Punch him. Kick him. Scream and shout. Kill him. Although your mind would never allow it. You were so deeply in love with Suguru that it hurt. Suguru shook his head, giving you a look like you were a child needing a scolding,”Again, you wouldn’t have understood. I know you would have looked at me like I'm crazy and ruined my plans.”

He spoke to you like getting him help was the worst thing possible. Anger bubbled in your chest and you threw his wrist to the side, gritting your teeth,”So you go and kill an entire village?!” A light frown grew on Suguru’s face as he watched your emotions overflow,”You had so many people to talk to, but you decided to keep it to yourself! You’re so fucking selfish.”

You threw a punch, landing it harshly on Suguru’s jaw. He let out gasp, but you continued,”You ruined everything! I thought we were okay, that I was going to spend my life with you, but you and your fucking ego had to destroy it! I hate you so much.” Suguru should have been pissed, but as he turned back to you, clutching the newly developed bruise, he saw the tears welling in your eyes.

Your jaw was tight and he knew you were trying to hold them down. Behind your venomous words and threats, Suguru knew you wouldn’t do anything. You tossed another punch, but this time he caught your fist, his eyebrows furrowing while you unleashed your pent up anger,”I could have helped! We all could’ve! I hate you. I hate you! And you won’t even tell me why!”

Suguru held your other fist and you eventually fell into his chest, tears now streaming down your face. He hated how his heart felt heavy. You shoved your face closer into his loose t-shirt, soaking the material, all while mumbling one word under your breath,”Why?” Suguru now understood that you weren’t asking why he murdered those people, you were asking why he demolished the perfect future for you two.

It made Suguru smile knowing you truly didn’t care that he was killed, just that you weren’t able to stay with him normally. He showed no signs in answering your question, so instead he lifted your head, wiping away the streaks of sadness. Before you could open your mouth, Suguru slammed his lips into yours. Immediately you melted against him, shoving your hand into his hair. Your mouths moved in sync and it was as if nothing bad happened, like you were back to normal. It felt nice to taste you again, just as sweet as ever.

In between the moments of breath, Suguru heard your faint hiccups and muffled sobs. The hands on your face collected small droplets that continued to pour from your eyes. After a few minutes, Suguru pushed away, watching as your bloodshot eyes opened. Your nose and cheeks were dusted in a red and the tears blotching your face sparkled in the leaving sun. Suguru knows you would be livid, but you look so damn pretty when you cry. Your disheveled appearance reminded him of a lost fawn, crying for protection, and who was Suguru if he didn’t protect you. His finger pushed your hair behind your ear, smiling softly at your pathetic expression. So innocent, he thought.

It was honestly cute how even though Suguru had killed hundreds, you came running back into his arms after a kiss. He leaned in, placing another kiss that lingered. As he pulled away slowly, he let one sentence slip from his lips,”Would you like to join me, My love?” The question left you speechless. You stared into his eyes, only finding the utmost sincerity. He was genuinely asking you to leave behind Tokyo and join whatever ploy he is going to start.

It was wrong. So, so, terribly wrong. He killed people. His own parents. He wasn’t a good person, but then you watched his signature smile spread onto his face. One that brought bright and happy memories into your head. It was like a burst of ecstasy hit you. The two of you were standing in the middle of the crime scene. You were standing with the killer, but all you could see was your loving boyfriend. As your face softened, Suguru knew you were going to comply.

Giving a soft nod, you confirmed his thoughts,”Of course.” Suguru wrapped his arms around you, noting how your sobs calmed down. He knew you were only agreeing because you truly believed Suguru could turn back. You would have to realize this would never be true on your own. Soon enough, the realization that no one, not even his closest friends or teachers, not even you, could help him. However, as he held you in his embrace, he decided to give you the hope that maybe it could be done.

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Crawlin’ Back to You - Nanami Kento

Synopsis: Between fighting curses and typing out papers for what felt like hours, Nanami barely had enough time to see his safe haven. You. And after long, tiring, days, he finds himself crawling into your arms. A complete surrender to your embrace.

A/N: THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR 200 FOLLOWERSSS!!❤️❤️ This one shot was inspired by the hozier’s cover of Do I wanna know? I fear I love needy men and I was way to giddy for this.

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: None

This was hell. Absolute hell. Nanami was used to bad days at work, office jobs were never easy, especially when he was a boss to so many. His eyes looked toward the clock on his wall and the big hand wasn’t getting any closer to eight. Today had to be the longest day of his life. Nanami left home around six in the morning since he was called to a mission with Ino. A level one curse that gave neither man a break.

Nanami was dirty and tired after the job, but as his luck would have it, he was sent to another site with Mei Mei. It was a bit easier and he got out sooner than expected. Sadly, he had work today as well. There wasn't any time to stop by his home and get a new set of clothes, so he settled for a quick shower at Jujutsu Tech and wore whatever clothes were put into a guest dorm. Nanami felt bad. Not in a physical way, more like guilty because he hasn't seen his beautiful wife all day. To make matters worse he has been cooped up in his office and the organized paragraphs are going to be the death of him. He could only think about what you were up to.

He knew at the least you were done making dinner, since that was the last thing you texted him. Nanami followed the message with relentless apologies, but you showed no sign of anger. It made him feel worse that you were so used to his absence. You understood he didn't want to stay away from you and you had your own work to deal with.

“Mr.Nanami, can I talk to you for a second?” A chirpy voice called from outside of his door.

Nanami thanked the engineer for not making his office out of glass, otherwise his poor employee would see the very noticeable scowl spreading on his face. He pondered if he could stay quiet and the man would walk away, but then Nanami heard a persistent knock on his door. Swallowing an angered groan, Nanami spoke up,”Yes, come in.”

Akio, a man who has worked under Nanami for a little over a year now, walked in. He had a bright smile on his face, one that made Nanami internally cringe. How could someone be happy this late at night? Nanami tried to hide his dejected expression,”What did you need to speak with me about?”

Akio sat in a cushioned chair ahead of his boss, looking way too excited for whatever this talk was about. Nanami is eye twitched behind his glasses as the man fixed his suit. Truthfully, he couldn’t give a shit about professionalism. Nanami just wanted to get home as soon as possible.

“I would like to ask for a raise.”

Could the universe hate Nanami more? He really did not want to have this conversation. The blonde sat stiffly in his chair, his eyes locked onto his employee, but his mind wandering elsewhere. Couldn’t this wait till tomorrow? I was planning on raising his salary anyways, is he really this persistent? It’s already eight. If this runs on for too long I’ll have to cut him off. Let him down easy and say I’ll think about it.

By the time the clock hit 8:30, Nanami was tired of Akio’s rambling. So with a pat of his thighs, Nanami stood, clearing his throat,”Thank you Akio, I appreciate your hard work and dedication to the company,” He shook his employee’s hand,”I will definitely look into that.” Akio nodded happily,”Thank you,Sir.”

He walked out proudly and now Nanami was free. The conversation had ran thirty minutes longer than Nanami wanted. As he closed down his office, stacking papers, and flicking off lights, Nanami was more than ready to head home. The drive was smooth and quick. He may or may not have pushed a little past the speed limit, but it was all in the name of good. His finger tapped the steering wheel impatiently, if there was any faster way to get home, he would take it in a heartbeat. When his headlights scan over the front of your shared house, his antsiness is gone.

The second his car was parked and turned off, Nanami was rushing to the door. When he opened it, his nose was filled with mouth watering scents. He was a bit confused, since you probably should have been in bed by now. Shutting the door behind him, he loosened his tie and heard you working in the kitchen. At this point the food wasn’t his main focus, it was you. Desperation sank into his body and he practically stumbled to your space. Nanami saw your back turned, fixed on the mixture in a pot, then you turned.

You gave him a light smile,”Hi Honey,” Your voice was as sweet as ever,”Welcome home.” Before you could even let go of the spoon in your hand, Nanami was already holding onto you. His grip was tight and at first you expected it to be a usual hug, that was until he didn’t let go. You quickly understood the gesture and let go of the ustensil, wrapping both arms around his shoulders.

Against your neck, you could feel your husband breath in, as if trying to absorb every inch of you. You could feel the relief in his body as it melted against you. Nanami was a strong man, one who always held a stern face, but that all washed away once he was with you. One of his arms wrapped all the way around your back and the other rested loosely below it. His fingers lifted your loose t-shirt and gently caressed your skin. There was no lust in his touch. No. He only craved your body for the soul purpose of feeling like no matter what you would always be waiting for him.

“I’ve missed you. A lot.” He mumbled. Your hand ran up to his hair, softly playing with his blonde locks,”I know, My love.” You hummed,”And I’ve missed you more.” If work had run on a little longer, Nanami was sure he would have shed a tear. All of his frustrations and pain were lifting off of him. Nanami was sure your touch held some sort of divine power, because no one ever made him feel like this. He was weak to your hands, your presence, just you in general.

No words were exchanged and the two of you stood there. Your fingers find new areas so lovingly touch. If you had the power, you would take away all of Nanami’s stress, but that was impossible. So, he settled for crawling back to you by the end of the day. Unfortunately, this wouldn’t be the last time Nanami would have to stay away from you the entire day, but in the end you would be waiting for him. Always.

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Doomed to Fall Apart - Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: *This was a request* You find out you are pregnant and you are thrilled, quickly texting your boyfriend, and soon to be father of your child, the news, but sadly, they don't match your joy. *obviously this is intended for female reader*

A/N: Thank you guys so much for giving me some more ideas!! If I haven't said it enough, I love myself some angst and as much as it hurt to do this request, it was amazing. Hopefully I did it justice and part 2 will be coming quickly! Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed 💕

*Since these are going to be a bit long, Im going to devide it into 4 parts. The next part will be with Nanami / Toji / Choso. Then I'll do the next part of the story entirely*

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Thirsty Comment Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: *This was a request!* On one of your post, your boyfriend finds a thirsty commenter trying way to hard, so to retaliate, he changes your bio to “I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND” to keep them at bay

A/N: I forgot in my last post, but thank you guys so much for getting me to over 100 followers!! I never really thought my works would reach to a lot of people but I'm overjoyed you guys like my stuff! Also, I have another Smau coming tonight😁 I hope you guys like this one!!

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“We need to talk.” Jjk Men Smau

Synopsis: Texting your boyfriend an ominous “We need to talk.” message

A/N: guys I lowkey need more request 🙏🙏 I'm procrastinating so much and I can't get any of my one shots done 😞 but I will push forward! This was a really cute Smau and I hope you guys like it!!

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Husband Sukuna Messages

synopsis: Messages with your Husband Sukuna

A/N: hey my lovelies! We should all thank the snow that came in today because now I have a four-day weekend ahead of me. Also, do you guys know how scary it is to work on a story in the middle of school? I get there pretty early and have a few minutes to yep out some stuff, but I tried to finish some headcannons in my class yesterday and it felt like everyone was looking at me☹️ Hope you guys enjoy! Smau are so much fun to create :)

Warnings: Tiny smidge of angst/fight, but really nothing. 1 mention of sex.

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“You’re A Freak” Toji Fushiguro Drabble

Synopsis: There’s one part of Toji’s body that you love the most and it makes you sound a bit…freaky.

A/N: Guys this is honestly a gag post. While I wrote this, the meme of Markipliers nephew just rubbing his face in his pecs kept playing in my head. Lets just say I crack myself up🙏 I kept giggling to myself as I typed this, but can we all agree that Toji has humongous bazongas?? Who’s with me guys 😁 No but if this post flops I'm gonna delete it cause I'm not up for that level of embarrassment...

Warnings: None. except you act like a pervert towards Tojo, but like come on, who ain't?

There was a certain reason you loved resting on Toji’s chest. Was it the way he always wrapped his huge arms around you and made you feel safe? No. Was it the way his body was practically a living heater and made you the most warm? No. Or was it the comforting afterglow after a long nap where the world is quiet and Toji wakes you up with soft kisses and nibbles to your neck? You loved that part, but no. Toji had many amazing qualities about him, but though it was a bit perverted, the best part about laying on his was the humongous pillows he called pecs.

This was a running joke (really just to you) where you acted like a creepy man and gawked at his man boobs. It was extremely clear that Toji worked out and he liked showing off his muscles to anyone, but mostly you. So because of this, he wore super tight compression shirts that displayed his figure very nicely. Toji had caught onto your obsession with his body and though he always called you a weirdo, he got a laugh out of it.

“What the hell are you staring at?” He questioned, giving you a small glare, because he knew exactly where you were looking. Your eyes shifted from his chest and to your shut off phone,”Nothing.” He scoffed,”You’re a terrible liar, by the way.” Knowing Toji had caught you, you dropped the dumb act, frowning at his tease,”What? Is a lady not allowed to look at her boyfriend?”

“Not when she’s staring at my chest.” Tilting your head, you gave him a smirk,”I’m not staring at your chest,” You moved your eyes back to his pecs,”I’m staring at your boobs.” Toji tried to cover up his laugh, shaking his head at your stupidity,”You’re such a freak.” You gave him a wink, moving closer and reaching your hands out toward his tits muscles,”Only for you.” Sadly, Toji placed his big hand over your face, shoving you away,”Quit acting like a creep.”