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Ooops, I think I am not gonna post it soon😭😭 I lost my doc and everything😭

Hello everyone!! Sorry for not posting anything the last few days. I have been too busy with my uni and I am also working on Gojo x reader songfic right now.

Below you can have a glimpse of it but I am actually not sure about synopsis, I need to work on it.

I thiiiink, I will post it next Friday or something like that.

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CANON is not every5ing! If everything is supposed to be canon nothing would be fun! I went to your account to see more of deaf!gojo and that weird ahh ask was the first thing I see? Hell naw we love your work pls don’t mind that non functional brain of a neanderthal 😒

THANK YOUUUUUUU!!!!!!

I am trying my best to post more often, sooo, please stay tuned😭😭😭

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What are they on about , I thought that idea was so adorable 😭

Me too😭😭😭

I actually don’t understand why someone desires to make everything about canon even when it was already clear that this was an au.

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I got so happy when I noticed that someone sent me the ask, already preparing my answer to anything it might be. And wtf. Guys, what is your problem😭

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Deaf!Gojo had everything before that stupid car crash that left him to be in complete silence.

No more loud music, big friend groups, pretty ladies around, just him and strange girl from his chemistry class.

He knows what it is like to be around a lady that will do anything to get his attention, but it was never about learning sign language together.

You are trying your best to make him feel comfortable, to see that pretty sheepish smile again. Everyday bringing him homemade food, some books to learn how to communicate through sign language, notes of lectures and the heart full of love.

His friends are always too busy to visit him, maybe they are scared of the person he became, or maybe they were never good friends from the start.

His girlfriend of seven months blocked him everywhere, claiming that she will never date a disabled man. That a woman like her needs to have a real man around, not someone like Gojo.

Your hands are always warm and your touches are full of love and admiration, he can feel it every time you guide his hands to make a sign right, thumbs are making little soothing circles on his palms.

And when he starts to do the same to you, holding your hands in a firm grip making you to shift a little bit closer just to leave little peck on your lips, you know this is going to end badly for both of you.

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College!au Where deaf!gojo left alone in the hospital after the car accident, and the reader, who has a giant crush on him, brings him the notes after every lecture, saying that professors ask her to do that, but in reality, she just doesn’t want him to feel lonely and tries to be around so he will never feel like he is some type of burden for others.

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Overworking yourself for a dream job wasn’t unfamiliar to you, and especially to your bf!Sukuna.

Nowadays, late nights you spend among stacks of books, trying to memorise everything for your upcoming exam, but it more feels like wasting your time because a terrible headache cannot give you any mercy.

Anxiety keeps creeping up on you, always staying right behind you, making you suffer insomnia without any help to study and comprehend information.

Sukuna is too tired to see you like that.

“You do this every day and I can’t see any type of improvement in your knowledge.” He grumbles while sitting next to your right. He can see how your eyelids are trying to not to close and your head keeps moving in every direction just to feel some relief. Bags under your eyes are darker, hands are too shake to hold pen still and he just takes it from you.

“You know, you are not preventing dementia by fooling around with your health. You are probably gonna die earlier than hitting your middle thirties with that lifestyle.” At that point, a sneer is the only expression he can manage to show. But under all that babble you can notice the way his hand is reaching for you, squeezing your thigh in supportive manner, showing that you are not alone here, he is always by your side.

“Do you even know how to support your partner, kuna? Last time when I checked you were the one not sleeping for some stupid game.” The memory of him staying up for almost 3 days in a row just to beat Gojo and Toji in a game still lingers right in front of your eyes. Especially how he made you sleep with him for 15 hours in a row after that. He lost to Gojo but he would never admit that the asshole has managed to do it.

“And what? I can do that, but you do not have the right to do that too.” He stands from his sit and tugs your arm in direction of bedroom. “Stand up, playtime’s over, right now you need to go to sleep.”

You lost all your ability to go against him, and the way he puts his arm in your back and starts rubbing cyrcles also leaves you without any choice.

“Kuna, do you know that I am not a child and I can do what I want?”

“Stop saying bullshit. Just go to bed and shut your mouth.” His voice is too heavy in a room, but you find comfort in it. He knows you might have a terribly headache right now and if he starts to speak in his comfortable volume it will only leave you to suffer and not having sleep at all.

He helps you to get under the blanket, the hand that was patting your back now slowly massaging your head and temples, lips are leaving soft kisses all around your face. “Kuna, I want to be a big spoon tonight.”

The man doesn’t give you the answer right away. Sukuna walks around the bed and lies down to his side. Still without any word he turns his back on you.

“I told you to shut up.” He says and lets you to hug him from behind.

You are not ashamed of a smile that creeps on your face. Be leaving small kisses on his back and squeezing his muscles you are trying to show the love you feel for him.

“Kuna, I love you.” It was the last thing you mumbled before falling asleep.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He says and lifts one of your hands to kiss the palm and to hold it tightly so you will never leave him.

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Hello everyone!! Sorry for not posting anything the last few days. I have been too busy with my uni and I am also working on Gojo x reader songfic right now.

Below you can have a glimpse of it but I am actually not sure about synopsis, I need to work on it.

I thiiiink, I will post it next Friday or something like that.

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Play-fighting with your boyfriend might end up not as you would like to...

modern!sukuna x fem!reader

w/t: modern!Sukuna, he is actually very sweet, mostly fluff, angst if you squint, slight suggesive in the end, possibility of mommy kink

You’ve never thought your play fighting with your grumpy boyfriend!Sukuna would end up with your broken nose.

“Baby, please, let me in.” He says while standing behind a closed bathroom door, impatiently knocking on it.

Another thing you have never imagined happening to you is probably seeing how your strong boyfriend almost starts tearing up just by the look of your face.

“What is with your expression? Do I look so bad right now or what?” You feel uncomfortable under his intense gaze, but the way his jaw clenches, his arms are too shaky so he keeps them behind his back, and his bottom lip keeps getting attacked by his teeth; small wounds are already there, telling you he is scared and ashamed of himself.

Sukuna has a habit of dwelling. Thoughts about being an awful creature: that you deserved someone far better than him always follow his back.

It was your idea to play around, he kept denying your little offers to play-fight, knowing that he might hurt you.

This time you soothed his fear, convincing him that he would never hurt you, but after three minutes you ran to the bathroom after accidentally being hit by Sukuna’s elbow.

You knew you were going to cry, the pain was too much to comprehend in front of Sukuna. Probably if you started crying of pain right in his face, he would break up with you right at the moment, saying that you deserved someone who is not breaking their beloved one’s nose, running away from you and approving that a beast like him does not deserve to be loved.

“I-I am really s-sorry” god, this is your third “I have never ever thought” in last 30 minutes. Sukuna stumbles over his words, his broad shoulders can’t help but starts to shake, and you see how his eyes are red and ready to cry.

“Ooh, my poor baby.” you can’t help yourself but find the whole situation and especially his reaction too cute.

The pain is already forgotten. You take a little step towards him and literally move his head right to your chest, kissing crown of his head and stroking his left cheek.

“It’s okay, I am okay right now, my baby Kuna. Don’t worry.” you look down and see the little blush on his cheeks, no tears ready to spill and the shaking is already gone.

“I am not a baby kuna; stop calling me like that.” It's been less than five minutes since your grumpy boyfriend is back again. He tries to get his head out of your grip, but you use all your strength to still his movements.

“Noooo, my baby kuna, stop moving! My poor nose is hurting, that’s the only way we can heal it.”

“The fuck are you talking abo-“ he couldn’t finish his words, especially when you showed his face near one of your clothed nipples.

“I like to hug you, my baby, but mommy also would like to get some special treatment for fast recovery.”

dividers made by @cafekitsune thank you very much for such beautiful hearts!!

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Suffering from bellyache is not something new to you.

Sukuna watches you with a sneer, the way you curled up in the bed you share together, your left palm keeps petting the belly, seeking the desire to get rid of nausea, makes him to shift in your direction with some pills and glass of water.

“I told you to not eat so much, that you are gonna suffer from a bellyache if you keep asking for another plate of meat.” He can’t hold in his scolding. Probably it’s his way of showing that he cares, loves you.

Hands you the pills, patiently watching how you drink them up in one go. After you are done, he takes everything from you and is already on his way back to the kitchen when you grab his wrist.

“Don’t go, stay with me, please”

“You are suffering because of your stupidity, why should I stay?”

“Because you love me” while saying it you decided to raise your head and with a grimace of pity, you tug his wrist making him come closer and to sit next to your laying figure.

“Who said so? I don’t remember to say it.” He says, but you can see through the veil he is trying to hide behind. His eyes keep looking at how your brows furrow at every attempt of your stomach to throw up, you fight this feeling by fully lying on your back.

He crawls over you to lay more comfortably. His arm wraps around your torso to shift you right a little bit closer. Fingers slowly massaging your soft belly, helping you to fight an ache and nausea.

“There is no need to say. I can feel it, kuna.”

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Suguru is in love with the idea of free use.

Before suggesting that, his dreams were full of the ways he will use you wherever and whenever he wants. He knew from the start you are not gonna refuse it, and when you actually said your “yes” his shorts became too tight to handle his aching cock.

But did he imagine what free use would actually end up to be like?

The feeling of being just your pretty dildo was too much to keep up, especially when you have been sitting on his cock more than four times a day. His balls are already empty and you just shove his face to your aching cunt, he is too tired to do the work, so you just move your hips around his nose and just by the smell of your pretty pussy his cock stands proudly, waiting for your attention.

Your days changed from cuddling, cooking together, living your happy life to fucking around the house 24/7.

The problem got to be too much after your attempt to fuck him in the metro. The idea of being touched by a stranger, squirting all over his fingers and rubbing your greedy ass against his cock was one of your favourite. A little role play won’t do anything bad, will it??

Maybe not, but when you decided to invite Satoru and Kento for your little games…

Yeah, slowly his lovely girlfriend turns out to be just a little dirty slut, which desires to have more cocks for a free use.

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Hero will sacrifice you to save the world, villain will sacrifice the world to save you.

“I am always right here, only for you, my love. Always ready to save you, I am your hero! Do not forget about that.”

After months of cold, warmth always comes back with spring. Trees are not as bald as they were in December, buds on them tell that much warmer days are ahead.

“Look! Those are buds on the trees, warm days are waiting for us, my love.”

Walking around the streets, watching how father buys an ice cream for his little daughter, she is screaming in joy, desiring to be in his arms, and he lets her to be, pushing her head right on his shoulder, maybe saying a joke to her, because after that she starts laughing.

“Ha, I am looking forward to the day, when we will finally have our own family, my love. Do you think I am going to be a good father?”

A Young man with a blush on his cheeks right after him holds his same-age girlfriend; you see how tightly she holds his hand, her thumb moving up and down on his skin, trying to calm his racing heart like she is not in the same position. Her beautiful eyes glow; you can notice it even being meters away from her.

“Ahh, this young couples make me so nostalgic. I remember us on our high school time, I’ve always known that we are going to be together, you know?”

A young couple is passing by you. His hand stays still on the small of her back while she holds a bouquet of flowers in her hand smiles at him. The glow of his eyes tells you - he is the happiest man in the world, looking at her like she is the only masterpiece in this cruel world and he is going to cherish and protect her. Even if it takes his life, he would do anything for her.

“I will do anything for you, my love. Even if you ask me to steal the moon, I will do that without hesitation. Only to see your beautiful smile, my love.”

Stupid, aching thoughts are back. This walk turns out to be failed attempt to get back in life. Right hand slides right under the baby bump. Hand is shaking slightly, imagination is going wild on what could have been if he’d chosen you.

Liar.

Such a liar. Telling how he will never go, his life is only yours, no one will ever be as important as you, you are the only one for him. Liar.

Liar.

He is just a liar.

I hate him.

Why.

Why.

WHY.

Tears are streaming down, you can’t keep sobs in you. Sun is not shining as bright as before, warm wind changed to a cold hurricane, everything is spinning around you, eyes are not able to lock on his grave.

Everything is too much. Your lunch is right in the back of your throat, ready to leave your body with a giant plump of grief. But you know that grief will never leave you. Always right behind you, counting minutes away to throw you into a hole full of pain, memories, what ifs and maybes.

You feel your little baby girl is kicking inside of you. She can sense your uneasiness. Maybe it’s her attempt to comfort you, to remind you she is always right here, you are not alone, at least in couple months you are going to have something that left from your dear husband.

The thought of a baby brings small smile to your face. Flat will be full of laugh, warmth and care. Cold bed, his pillow, wardrobe full of his clothes, favourite mug, box of candies for later, unfinished book and a left sticker with some doodles and:

“I will be back soon, my love! Don’t forget to tell our baby that I love them too!! I love you, my love.”

He didn’t come back. He is not going to come back anymore.

Such a liar.

Was it so hard to say about a fight? What was the point of hiding your pregnant wife in another country? Saying it’s for your safety, there is no need to stay in Japan these days. You would plead him to stay, but he always had the same line.

“I am the strongest, I can handle everything. Don’t you remember? I am your hero, my love!!”

“You know, Satoru, I was hoping that you would choose me. You promised to be here, right beside me, waiting for our baby.”

You lightly touch his tombstone with your palm, imagining that you are running your fingers through his white hair. He loved it, every time begging you to do it before the sleep.

“Life would be better, if you were my lovely villain, not a hero, Satoru.”

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People are not ready for sub!Kento and they should be ashamed😕

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I know Nanami likes to be under his girlfriend’s control.

Even if you know that he is not gonna cheat on you, he still sends photo proof every 30 minutes, his location is on for you, and you are his emergency contact. Nanami is not a fan of big companies, too tired to be around people, so he says some shitty excuses to go back to you. Kento just needs you and your heel on his growing bulge to be happy.

Nanami knows that you like when he cooks for dinner; that’s why he cannot be late, always comes back on time, no minute later. He is frightened just by the thought of you with another man who treats you right, never lies, is ready to make your favourite meal and treats you better than Kento does. No way, he is not gonna let it happen; you are meant to be together. You on your throne and him sitting on his knees right beside your legs.

You are the one who comes back late. Too exhausted to take off your shoes yourself, so Nanami is always on his knees to do it for you, only to get that sweet little grin and a head pat from you. Yeah, you are probably the best thing that happened to him in his whole lame life.

But the most favourite part for him is intimacy with you.

He can’t stop his whines, always too sweaty under your touch and ready to be suffocated by your thighs.

Oh course His favourite position is you being on him. Feeling all your weight on his face makes him cum undone, that’s why cock ring is always on. He hate it, that thing is always making him feel like his dick is gonna fall off in seconds, balls too purple so he doesn’t even feel them anymore. However, His semen is only for you and it should not be wasted.

But when you ride that dick?

Oh man

Be ready, he is gonna cum after the first thrust, only if you take off his cock ring. You, actually, a big fan of loads, the way his cum leak out of your cunt right into his purple balls make you want to ride him harder, faster, meaner.

The way your tits go up and down by your abrupt movements do a thing to Nanami. He would rise on his elbows and suck on one of your nipples hoping, that sweet milk is gonna fill his filthy mouth.

Oh, only if you bounced on him with a baby in your belly, swollen tits, breathing abruptly and making him do the all work.

Sometimes he would make you put on him a chastity belt, so he won’t touch himself on the videos you make together, or maybe some explicit photos you send him during the day just to tease. His cock is made only for you.

If you don’t like to control it’s okay, he will compel you to love it.

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Satoru will always worship the ground beneath your feet, compliment every part of you so you will never feel insecure, and be there for you every time you feel lonely, always with open arms, ready to hug your figure tightly and kiss the crown of your head, placing his head on one of your shoulders and whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

“Sweetheart, you are the one for me. We are bond together in every universe. I will never hurt you, you know that?” he would say.

And then he will go to another woman’s apartment to fuck her, because his sweetheart only deserved to be worshipped and not to fuck.

He will make her scream and cry out of pleasure, but your figure is always in front of his eyes. He will imagine that maybe you are the one beneath him right now and not one of the sluts he uses. By dodging her kisses on his lips, he is sure that he isn’t cheating on you; it’s just his nature.

And after rounds and rounds of rough sex with his favourite one, he will come back to you with some lame excuses.

“Sorry, my love, work is just pretty intense these days.”

“Oh, Satoru, how many times we had a talk about overworking? I feel like you’ve started to fall out of love with me.”

He would kiss your teary eyes, the shame inside of him growing and he is about to say the truth

But-

“Such a nonsense!! You are the one for me, don’t you remember? I don’t need any other woman, just you, my pretty future wife.”

And sycle begins again.

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Cockslut!reader is always beside Satoru.

He is the one, who is trying to hide from you, from your filthy mouth and a little pussy which doesn’t know how to stop and always eager to feel his cum deep inside.

You don’t know how to keep your hands away from such a piece of art. If he were a lollipop you would suck and lick him like it is the last thing you could do before dying.

It’s really funny, that you still suck him off like you are gonna die in a minute and the last thing you would like to feel is his cum on your tongue with a mushroom heavy tip in your mouth.

“H-honey, please… I am empty, I can’t do-ahh-this an-nymore” Satoru was holding the edge of the table for dear life. He is going to cum for a fourth time in a row, and all you did was deepthroating his thick cock for 30 minutes.

“Baby, stop lying” you pull out his cock with a pop sound, your pupils are too dilated, too thirsty for his cock, signaling Satoru that he is not gonna make it alive. The mix of rosy cheeks and plump lips on your face was too much to handle for a poor man especially when he sees how you grope your tits with a free hand, meanwhile the right one was tightly squeezing his balls, making him cry out loud. “I knooow, that these breeding balls are full of semen and just for me��.

“No-no, i-it hurts” he is literally whimpering and pleading you to stop this torture, but the way he grabs your face with his two palms and starts roughly fuck your face tell you the opposite.

Oohhh, you love when he is turning to an animal with the only ability - fuck your face like a pocket pussy. You are not his love of his life anymore, just a stupid face to fuck and a tummy to fill with his cum.

But, is it really the problem?? You are just a loving wife, who is always ready to fulfill a marital duty.