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flametrashiraarchive · 1 year

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Succor 2

Muzan x GN!reader

Content warnings: oral sex, anal fingering, prostate milking, profanity, Muzan Kibutsuji.

NSFW MDNI.

Part 1

Follow up drabble to Part 1

Taglist: @hiraethsdesires @verose-tb @blamedbisexual @tsukiran

Muzan was livid. One of his upper ranks had fallen for the first time in more than a century, and the remaining demons of his so-called elite class were nothing more than pathetic fools, serving him with nothing but disappointment.

He let Gyokko's severed head plummet to the platform below, taking grim satisfaction from the wet thud it made when it landed. Hantengu yelped in fear, Akaza flinched, and Douma’s perpetual smile faded. Nothing could quell Muzan’s rage. Nothing.

"Muzan," you whispered from beneath his desk. He hadn’t known you were there, and your sudden appearance was nothing short of disarming.

You were his most depraved and alluring creation; a demon who was repulsed by the consumption of human flesh, but who garnered strength from Muzan's own fluids. And what strength it was. His breath caught as your hand slowly worked its way up his thigh.

Surely you couldn't still be hungry? You'd already sucked him dry not two hours ago.

And yet, as the fools groveled below, whimpering apologies and empty promises, your hands went to the fastening of his trousers and deftly undid it.

"Stop that," he hissed through his teeth, glowering at your pretty face. "Cease at once, you infernal slut. Can’t you see I’m in the middle of a mee–"

A shuddering breath escaped Muzan's throat as you took out his cock and used the very tip of your tongue to tease his opening.

Oh he could have torn your head off for such insubordination, and perhaps he should have, but as his knees buckled and he was forced to brace himself on the edge of his desk, he couldn't bring himself to stop you.

He fought to regain his composure as your hot, wet mouth surrounded his rapidly hardening cock and he tried to keep his voice level as he addressed the upper ranks. “I’d advise you all to act with more urgency from here on out. I suppose you’re not entirely at fault for your inadequacies.”

You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock and the veins in his forehead began to throb. He raised his voice once more to address the demons. “I’ve been too lenient with you because you’re upper ranks.”

He chanced a look down at you, and immediately regretted it. You gazed up at him with tears shimmering in your eyes as his dick grew to tease and nudge the back of your wretched throat. Oh, you were an abomination, a vulgar disgrace to demonkind, but he could not walk away from you. For all his power, he was devastatingly weak when it came to you and your depraved mouth.

He had to end the meeting.

“Gyokko, once you’ve confirmed that information to be true, you are to head over there with Hantengu at once."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a partition closed the pair of you off from the upper ranks, and he could finally let loose the growl caged behind his teeth. “You will be the death of me,” he hissed. “How many times must I feed you, my greedy slut?”

You simply sucked him harder in response.

"Curse you." His legs trembled beneath him; his weakness and helplessness only adding to his fury.

“Oh, fine, you licentious leech,” he snapped, putting his hands on the back of your head and thrusting into your mouth.

He pumped his hips, brutally fucking your face as you gagged and drooled over his cock, your eyes rolling as your tongue lapped at the precum weeping from his slit. With every thrust he reclaimed a little more power, a little of his tattered dignity. His toes curled inside the butter-soft leather of his shoes as exquisite pleasure built and spilled over.

With a grunt he unloaded down your throat. Your greedy tongue lapped at his cum as a deep groan burst from his throat. “Yes… swallow it all. There. Now I truly have nothing left to give you. Leave me be.”

His eyes widened as you yanked his trousers down entirely, exposing his backside.

“What are you– Oh I should destroy you,” he groaned as heat prickled along his cheeks and the top of his chest. He released his grip on your head to try to pull his trousers back up. “How dare you, how–”

His blood-red eyes widened. Your strength was truly astounding as you stood, catching him off guard and spinning him around before you placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back onto the desk. The song of smashing glass and falling equipment drowned out his gasp.

“You dare–!” Muzan’s protest died on his tongue as you slipped your finger past the barrier of his lips and laid it flat on his tongue. His pupils narrowed to reptilian slits as indignation and arousal battled for dominance. He could bite your wretched finger off– in fact, he should have, but he found himself simply moaning around it as you lowered your head to take his cock into your mouth once more.

He licked the underside of your digit as his eyelids fluttered.

“Mmhh–” he sucked your finger, biting back a mewl as you pulled it free from his lips. “What are–” His body tensed as your finger delved between the plush cheeks of his ass, circling his hole, lubricating it with his own saliva.

You simply raised your eyes to meet his frantic gaze.

“You aren’t… fffuck.” His head lolled back as you continued your ministrations, your moan reverberating around his cock as you pushed past the taught ring of muscle to finger the soft flesh within.

He was helpless then; eyes wide, mouth agape around a silent cry, chest heaving as you fingered his hole.

“Damn… you…” he choked out, voice cracking as he lifted his legs higher, allowing you to press deeper. You hit a spot deep within him which made him see stars, “Oh… ohhpleasepleaseplease fuuuck…”

You seemed obscenely pleased as his cock started to weep, and you greedily swallowed down every drop which spilled out of him. Never in over a millenia had he been treated with such disrespect and made to feel so utterly helpless. He whined as he bore down on your degenerate fingers, furious as hot tears pricked at the corners of his eyes.

Bringing up his arms to shield his face from your gaze, Muzan let his tears soak into the sleeves of his shirt as he rocked his hips, fucking himself on your fingers, taking you deeper.

"More, curse you. Another."

You obliged your king's request, pushing another finger past the barrier of his hole, scissoring them to widen him. His eager body responded to your touch, allowing you to push deeper and massage that exquisite spot deep within him.

His cock erupted onto your tongue as you milked him, pulsing pleasure and heat consuming him as he choked out your name. On and on, the pleasure consumed him, seemingly never ending. His mouth fell open, his lips drawn back to expose his fanged teeth as his groans turned to frantic whimpers. “I can’t I can’t I can’t I don’t… Gods, curse… you… I… oh fuck oh Gods please. Please. Please~”

His orgasm exploded then, sending sparks of scalding pleasure shooting throughout his body as you groaned in satisfaction, your wicked tongue lapping up every drop of his seed. His hands grasped at anything he could find, tearing pages from his notebooks and sending vials of ingredients flying from the desk.

“Mm,” you crooned as he lay on the desk, gasping for air, his body still pulsing with the aftershocks of your torment. “Such a good master, cumming so much for me.”

His crimson eyes widened at your praise, a muscle in his jaw leaping as he bit down the whine pressing at the back of his throat. “Silence.”

Forcing a deeper breath, he placed a hand on the back of your head and flexed his fingers in a muted show of affection. "Mmh… curse you."

You were by far the best and the worst demon he had ever created, and in that moment, he would gladly keep you by his side for eternity.

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Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can check out my other fics on my masterlist

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idsmiile · 5 months

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please.. if you're a nonblack self-shipper with a black f/o. i beg of you, do not start making dynamics of you and your black f/o that feed into antiblackness. i get half of yall are like 4'5 or something. but if you keep pushing "my f/o is so tall and strong and soo much bigger than me. and im so small and petite.. ohh and my f/o can get so aggressive and protective over mee." it makes me wanna just go back to the 1950s or something. and if u give that same black f/o sharp teeth that they dont normally have.. ohh youre not seeing heaven

#all i do is complain cause i have no drive to write or draw.

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exhaslo · 10 months

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Hello exhaslo! I was wondering if you could write something for me🥺

I had this idea in my head for a while. ( Don't mind my English, it's my second language-) Soo can you write about Psycho Miguelx shyreader? I want to see miguel stalk reader, obsessed over reader, steal her clothes or panties for "whatever" purpose.. watching her sleep like a psycho- you know-

Until one point he kidnap and locked her up. Torture her but he still love her like a crazy obsession (dark scene maybe). He would try to be good to her (like try to bath and feed her) but she's just doesn't cooperate and miguel piss off easily.

If you do write it pls tag mee? This is my first ever request in thumbler. (I don't know how this app works) 🕴️

Hello! Hello!! Gotta love me some crazy Miguel. I'd feel like after a while a shy reader would give into the psycho bc they'd be too scared to escape. Maybe like Stockholm Syndrome?

I believe you will already receive a notification since I'm replying to your request, not quite sure how it works either, haha.

Warning: MINORS DNI, Smut, stalking, kidnapping, p in v, Stockholm syndrome, abuse, will try and make this as not concerning as possible, but if you remotely are not comfortable with any of these topics then I highly suggest avoiding

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Spiderman is a hero! Spiderman does nothing wrong! Spiderman will help the citizens of Nueva York! Spiderman! Spiderman! Spiderman!

"Silence." Miguel hissed lowly.

It was a quiet night aside from the constant voices that reminded Miguel of his responsibility. The annoyance that he had to burden himself with and live to those standards. So many people treated him like a God. Everyone worshiped him, but none of them were willing to give him what he wanted.

At least, until you came along.

Miguel sat against a building, watching you leave work. It was only a short while ago that you started to work for Alchemax. You were a ray of sunshine in Miguel's life. He had to have you for himself. A beautiful, shy angel who just moved into the city.

His angel.

Miguel had already approached you at work, revealing to be the kind coworker to help you with anything. He wanted to start off well, at least the side that he was going to show you. Afterwards, he was going to find out everything about you as Spiderman.

"She lives so close to me," Miguel whispered, watching you enter a building.

His eyes sparkled as he followed your sweet scent up the floors. Once you stopped and entered your apartment, Miguel nearly groaned at the sight. He watched from the window as you stripped and prepared for a shower. Such a clueless beauty.

"She left her window unlocked for me," He whispered, entering your apartment.

You were humming quietly to yourself as you showered. Such a soft and low voice that should only be for him. Miguel would listen to you forever, but he didn't want you to catch onto him, yet. Grabbing your panties, Miguel inhaled towards you scent, groaning lowly.

"H-H-Hello?! I-Is...Is anyone there?!" You squeaked, turning the water off.

Miguel cussed to himself, quickly fleeing the scene. He stuffed your panties in his pocket and watched as you hesitantly stepped out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel and a bottle of shampoo. How cute. Like that was going to stop him.

"P-Please...I-If anyone is...is there...I-I don't have anything." You cried, shaking in fear.

Miguel resisted a chuckle. You had everything. You were everything. Miguel was going to have you for himself. He just needed to wait for the right time.

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"I-It was so scary! I-I really thought someone broke in!" You cried your eyes out at work towards Miguel.

"Don't cry, amor (love)." Miguel whispered, wiping your tears away with his thumb. You sniffed, staring at your wonderful coworker,

"S-Sorry...I...I just...I didn't expect this...I'm new to the city...and...and I just..." You felt your lips quiver as you tried to think, "A-Also, my underwear disappeared...m-maybe my apartment is haunted!"

"I'm sure you just misplaced them," Miguel lied knowing full well that your panties were now covered in his cum, "It could be the stress of moving to a large city. It will take some time to...adapt," He whispered, patting your head.

You rubbed your eyes, smiling brightly towards Miguel. He was just a nice coworker and good looking too. You were happy to have gotten close to him during your stay here. Thanking Miguel again for letting you vent, you pecked his cheek before hurrying off to work.

Miguel just smiled wickedly as he watched your scurry off. Those hips of yours just begging to be grabbed by him. Your soft voice just waiting to cry his name out. Miguel needed more of you. He had to have more of you.

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There he was again, outside your window, watching you walk around your place half naked. Oh, how tempting you were. His shy little angel just walking around in nothing but your panties. You were just asking him to go in there and fuck you.

Miguel decided to leave your clothes alone today, for he had something else in plan. He waited for you to fall into a deep slumber before entering the apartment. His eyes sparkled brightly as he saw you clearly in the dark.

"Oh, my lovely (Y/N)," Miguel whispered, stroking your naked body, "I know you must be dreaming of me,"

"Mhm~" You shifted slightly in your sleep.

Miguel hummed quietly as he started to stroke his dick beside your bed. He wanted to touch you, but he was afraid of waking you. Miguel had to be patient. Resisting a moan, Miguel kept pumping his dick to the sight of you sleeping. Oh how he wanted to see you wrapped around him.

"Fuck," Miguel whispered as he cummed over your body.

He sighed softly in relief before cleaning you up. He didn't want you getting anymore scared and locking your windows. Once you were cleaned, Miguel swiped the panties you were wearing and left to finish relieving himself at home.

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"I-I don't know what to...to do. I-I've never been asked out before," You whispered, hiding in Miguel's lab.

It had been another week of your panties going missing and you were officially scared. The last two nights you had stayed at a coworker's place, wanting to sleep easy. This made Miguel angry. He couldn't find you and now someone had the nerve to confess to you?

"M-Miguel? A-Are you okay? I...I can come ba-"

"I'm fine, just haven't slept well these past two nights." He told you. You slowly approached him, stroking the bags under his eyes,

"Oh, Miggy. I'm sorry! I-I've been ranting this whole time while y-you're this tired!" You whined softly. Miguel grabbed your hands, kissing them softly,

"Dios Mio (My god), you make me want to steal you away, (Y/N)." Miguel whispered, watching you grow flustered, "Will you let me do that?"

You squeaked, feeling your cheeks grow hot. Honestly, you weren't expecting that from Miguel. Yes, you liked him a lot, but this was straight up flirting. Trying to hide your face from embarrassment, you just smiled, wanting to play along.

"S-Sure," You said sweetly.

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You whimpered lowly as you slowly felt yourself come to your senses. You vaguely recalled what happened before you lost consciousness. It was time for you to clock out and you saw Miguel waiting for you. He offered you a ride and then you knocked out.

Rubbing your eyes, you looked around and noticed that you were in an unfamiliar bedroom. Tears started to form as your heart raced in fear. Even your clothes were changed. You were wearing a long night gown.

"M-Miguel...A-Are you there?" You cried softly.

Crawling off the bed, you gasped as you felt something tied to your foot. You whimpered, spotting the cozy chains that held your ankles in place with a long chain connected to the bed.

"(Y/N), you're awake." Miguel hummed as he entered the room with a tray of food, "I brought you dinner."

"M-Miguel...I-I'm scared..."

"Shh, it's okay, baby. I know, but it's all going to be okay now. You did give me permission to take you away after all." He said with a sadistic smirk. You trembled slightly,

"I-I thought...y-you were just...just flirting..." You tried your best not to cry, "M-Miggy, p-please...I'm scared."

"I'm going to take good care of you, (Y/N)"

Miguel placed the tray to the side and crawled onto the bed. He pulled you closer to him and captured your lips into a forceful and deep kiss. You were shaking as you tried to push him away, but he was too strong for you.

You whimpered as Miguel's tongue ravished the inside of your mouth. His hands holding your wrists in place as his body pinned you to the bed. You were terrified. The man you thought who cared for you was a psychopath.

"You taste just as sweet as your panties," Miguel whispered, pulling you onto his lap and grabbed the tray.

"W-Wait...y-you took...h-how?"

"Ah, since you're going to be my wife, I suppose you should know. I'm Spiderman. I've been watching you, making sure no harm came to my beautiful wife,"

"H-Huh!?"

Your face turned bright red at the thought. This whole time it was Miguel who snuck into your place and stole your underwear. Now, he had stolen you. Trying to free yourself, you whimpered as Miguel forced you back into his lap. You cried, feeling his bulge press into your ass.

"Don't cry, eat. You need your energy."

"N-No! I want...I want to go home!"

"You are home!" Miguel yelled.

Sighing heavily, Miguel watched as you shook in fear and covered your ears. He moved the tray away and turned you around to face him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head in the crook of your neck. You were crying. Shaking in his arms.

"I won't ever hurt you, (Y/N). I promise to take care of you." He whispered.

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It had been a week since you were held hostage by Miguel. Each day he brought more of your stuff to his place, wanting you to feel comfortable. You couldn't forgive him though, but you were too scared to disobey him.

You poked your head out of your room, spotting the front door open. Miguel had placed an ankle bracelet on you, but that couldn't stop you from trying to escape and getting someone to break the device. You just needed to be fast.

Hurrying towards the door, you yelped as you got yanked back. You cried as webs locked your arms behind your back. Miguel approached you, bending you over the living room table,

"Oh, (Y/N), why are you trying to leave?" He asked, pretending to sound hurt.

"M-Miguel...I...I..." You knew better than to lie.

"I'm going to have to give you a punishment."

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you felt Miguel tear your panties off. You begged him to forgive you, but Miguel had already started to grope your ass. You trembled and whimpered as you felt his fingers rub your folds.

"I know you love me, (Y/N), you're just confused right now." Miguel whispered in your ear as he started to pump his fingers into your pussy.

You gasped and whimpered, trying to distract your brain. Miguel's thick fingers were stretching your pussy out, making your body grow hotter with each pump. You cried out a moan as his fingers curled and rubbed your gummy walls.

"See, look how wet you are. Just stop trying to lie to yourself."

"M-Miguel," You whimpered, your face pressed against the table, "I-I'm scared."

"Shh, you'll feel so much better after this. Honestly, it isn't even a punishment, baby."

Miguel chuckled darkly as he pumped his fingers faster into you. Your juices spilling against his fingers and onto the table. You cried, arching you back as you cam against his fingers. Miguel hummed to the sound of your moans and your throbbing pussy.

"Good girl,"

You panted heavily, shaking from your high. You yelped as you felt Miguel grab your hips and something thick poke your hole. You tried to raise your head, but Miguel pushed you back down. He lifted your hips and shoved his dick inside you.

"Ah! M-Miguel! S-Stop!" You cried, taken back from the pain.

Miguel slapped your ass as he pounded your poor cunt. Groans and moans escaped his throat as he finally enjoyed the feeling of his dick inside you. Your tight gummy walls sucking him in so much. The sounds of your bodies slapping against each other. Everything about his moment made him horny.

"Fuck, (Y/N), I've been waiting for this. You feel so fucking good. Your pussy just loves my dick. You're doing so good." He rambled, slapping his hips into yours harsher.

"A-Ah~ M-Mig~ W-Wait...I-I'm d-dizzy~" You moaned out.

"You're doing so well, baby. Just relax for me,"

You whimpered lowly as you felt your mind grow hazy. His dick was thrusting so deep inside you that you swore his tip kissed your cervix. Your body shook and trembled as it grew hotter. Another knot forming as you felt the pain turn into pleasure.

"Mhm~ M-Miggy~" You cried out, feeling your orgasm approaching.

You wanted to hate this. You wanted to, but you couldn't deny that deep down before he kidnaped you, you wanted this. Before Miguel showed his true colors, you liked him a lot. You weren't sure if it was your past emotions and feelings, but you were giving into him.

"Good girl, such a fucking good girl," Miguel groaned as you cam against his dick, "See? Already used to me."

Miguel inhaled to the sound of your moans and sobs. He grunted as he slapped his dick deeper into you, filling your womb. He let out a sigh of relief before removing the webbing from your hands. He flipped you over, enjoying your fucked out expression.

"I'm not done with you, baby. I'm going to show you how much I love you."

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It had been a year since Miguel kidnapped you. You weren't sure when, but eventually you gave in to him. Miguel was only trying to protect you after all. You were just being unreasonable. He loved you so much and you finally shared that love.

"M-Miguel, W-Welcome home...I...I made you dinner." You whispered shyly, gripping the bottom of your new night gown he bought you.

"(Y/N), how was my beautiful wife today?" Miguel hummed, taking off his mask and picking you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist,

"I missed you," You whispered, kissing him sweetly, "Miggy, can you stay home tomorrow? I...I'm a little lonely."

"Of course. I know just how to spend the day tomorrow."

Miguel smirked as you cheered, hugging him. He stole your lips in a passionate kiss, enjoying your submissiveness. It took some time, but he was glad that you finally saw what he was trying to do. Miguel knew that you loved him.

You were just too shy to admit it yet.

"Why don't we start tomorrow's plan now?"

You squeaked, covering your face as Miguel tore your panties again. Miguel chuckled lowly as he spent no time abusing your cunt with his dick. He was going to make sure that you weren't lonely anymore. What better way than to impregnate you?

"C'mon baby, tell me what you want." Miguel hummed as he slapped his hips into yours.

"Y-You! M-Miguel, I want you!!"

"That's right. You're mine."

And Miguel was never going to let you go.

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Haha, kind of got a little worried with how dark I was going to make this. I hope this met your expectations!!

#miguel o'hara smut #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #spiderman 2099 #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel #across the spiderverse #miguel ohara smut #dark miguel o'hara

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grumpyghostdoodles · 2 months

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ASRIEL X CLOVER CRUMBS YES YES YES YES !!!!!! YES !!!!!!!!!!! FEEDING RN MMMM ASRIEL X CLOVER SSAVE MEE!!

OooOOOOooOOOhhhH somebody has a cruuushhh!!!

They pined for YEARS, they started dating in their early 30s. SO, it opens manymanyMANY pining scenarious for me to draw, huehuehue!

"Cloriel"? does anybody has a good ship name for these two goobers?

#myart #I know the ship name for clover and Chara is Cocoa Powder or something like that #any good ship names like that for these two?#also dont worry chara and frisk approve of clover #otherwise poor kid would be dead #again #lmao #asriel dreemurr #ut #undertale #undertale yellow #uty #clover uty #uty clover #Lucky Patch #Clovesriel

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0asisbliss · 6 months

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Taking care of the JJK men

A/N: Hii guys!! It’s been a little while. I’m hope you’re all doing okay, and I hope you enjoy. Sorry for any spelling mistakes.💞🤍

Characters included: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Yuuji, Higuruma.

Gojo:

Gojo alone was the strongest sorcerer alive. But at the end of the day he was still a man. Not some touchless, and indestructible god. He’s come home hurt before. He’s even come home injured in some cases.

This time you could tell it hurt him. A lot. He opened the door to your shared home with his key. He walked in and started to limp towards the staircase. You heard the door open and assume it was him. When you turned around from the stove you saw Satoru limping and cuts and bruises flush blue and purple on his pretty skin.

You gasped lightly and towards him.

“Satoru what the hell-? What the hell happened.”

“Nothing-. I-I just wanna lay down and sleep-..”

He reached for the bars that lead to the staircase, but failed and you catch him. You throw his arm around you soldiers, and lead him to your shared bedroom.

You get a damp rag, and clean his bruises. He winced at the as you gently caressed, and wiped some of the dried blood of his face.

It made your heart ache the way he looked. He almost looked like a wet puppy in a since. You tried to get as much blood as you could off, but it was clear he had them all over since his clothes were torn also.

You grab and hold onto him again and lead him into the bathroom where you run a hot bath for him. You make sure to add a couple bubbles too. He likes the bubbles. Especially when you two were in there together. When he finally sat down he took a very much needed deep inhale. He looked up at you soaking up a washcloth and you stared to throughly wash his body off and slowly rub the sensitive cut skin areas. When doing this it helped get some of the blood off, and also get him clean.

You washed his back, his neck, and you made sure to get behind his ears. You just wanted to make sure he was clean.

After you helped him on his nightclothes and sat him up right in bed.

“Okay Toru.. are you hungry? I mean, I uh made dinner, and plus you haven’t said a wit since you got here all bloodied up and bruised.”

“I love you.” He said as he smiled at you.

Geto:

Geto was full of himself you thought at you made him soup. He thought he couldn’t get sick because how he is. He was a literal idiot. That’s what you thought anyways. You made his favorite tomato soup. You made sure it wasn’t too hot, or really warm. He doesn’t like his soup cold, or too warm. Just good amount of hot.

You bring it to him in a little stand. You gave him a stack of crackers too.

“If you eat this I’ll get you some ice cream.”

You tried to get him to eat it because he thinks he’s so right that he’s not sick. (He’s been throwing up and shitting bricks all day.)

“No m’not sick just lemme alonee!”

He’s just simply acting like a child because he can’t get his way, and you won’t let him eat anything else than soup. Everything else hits goes right through after he digests it. It absolutely murder on his stomach.

“Suguru? Please ..”

“Fine. I won’t like it though.” He said frowning as he scooped up some of the soup in a spoon.

When he ate it his frown changed from a frown to a slight smile.

“At least he likes it.” You thought to yourself.

After he gets done eating he immediately tries to go to sleep, but you stop him. You sit him back up, and put a cooling pad on his head, and give him a quick kiss in on his cheek. You then notice that he didn’t eat his crackers.

You get one of the crackers and hold it in front of his mouth. He looks at the cracker than back at you. He takes the cracker in his mouth and eats it. He start to pick up the crackers on by one and feed the to him.

Once you get done feeding him all the crackers you give him on last kiss on the forehead and get up to leave.

“Heyyy don’t s’don’t leave mee!” He says in a childish like tone.

You think it might be his fever. You get in bed with yo and spoon him until he falls asleep.

Nanami:

Nanami started to let himself go just a bit. He was slowly growing a beard, and not top if that his hair was always everywhere. You decided that you finally needed to do something about it.

Nanami got home a little later than usual and he looked terrible. Bags under his eyes, terrible acne, you decided it was due to him not washing his face properly. He his eyes also looked crusty. All in all he looked stressed, tired, and sickly.

“Kento? Are you uhm okay?”

“Fine.” He answered in low grumble making his way to the couch.

You walked over to him and sat down beside him on the couch.

“Nanami are you really okay? Cmon let’s take a shower together yeah?”

“I don’t really feel like-.””

You dragged him off the sofa before he could finish his sentence. You helped undress, and held his hand as you two got in the shower. You took his body wash, and lathered up his wash cloth. You caressed his back with the towel, and washed him throughly.

Yes Nanami could do it himself he just didn’t have the energy.

After you two got out the shower you could tell Nanami felt a little bit better about himself seeing how he reacted to seeing his clean, and shinning body in the mirror.

Nanami started to make his way towards your shared bedroom to get his night clothes on before you stopped him.

“Let’s do something different tonight yeah?”

You took your self care products, and started lining the up on the counter.

Your face oils, lotions, body creams, lip masks, etc. They were all going to be used tonight, but not for you. For Nanami.

You started with the face masks. You took the mask carefully out the packet. You placed the mask on his face. He looked relaxed.

After applying all of the stuff to his face Nanami looked a looot better.

Yuuji:

Yuuji has had his moments where he has came to you pretty bad looking. But you knew despite he cute looks he could beat ass. But still it didn’t make you worry, and take care of him any less. You were sitting at home doing nothing but slacking off all day due to your weekends off work.

You walked into the kitchen to grab a quick snack. The doorbell rang, and you went to answer it. You opened the door to face Itadori covered head to toe in blood. He was also black and blue. You ran up to him.

“Itadori? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine!” He gave you that big bright smile you loved so much.

You lead into your bedroom, and sat him down on your bed. You grabbed band-aids.

You had to patch him up quickly it’s like he was bleeding more and more. Itadori didn’t seem like he was in pain, but with these amount of cuts and bruises he had to be in some type of pain right?

“Idiot. I know you did something stupid.”

He just laughed at you catered to his wounds.

Higuruma:

He was sweet. He always had his twos in a bag. He never asked you for big favor or anything like that. But he really needed to take better care of himself.

Bags under his eyes 24/7 at first you thought that was just how he looked, but no. Higuruma came in late as usual from work.

He unlocked the door, and entered your shared home with a nonchalant look on his face. You were almost don’t with dinner when he came in. Higuruma went straight you shared bedroom to undress. You followed him curious of what he was doing.

“Higuruma? Whatcha doin?”

“Taking my clothes off?” You were rather clingy when it came to him. It was rare that he spent the night his work often kept him busy 24/7.

Higuruma never ate much and you decided it was time for him to get a full meal. A good one at that. He was always eating something quick.

You can’t remember the last time you had a nice dinner with him, or seen him eat a home cooked meal. He was about to get in the shower before you pulled him downstairs in the kitchen. You sat him down at the table in which he just let you do it.

It took a couple of minutes for the food to get done but eventually everything was cooked. You had his plate full. His eyes lit up when he saw all the this that were on the table.

You took the opportunity to start conversation in which he returned. For the first time in forever Higuruma had slight smile on his face.

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