#I love yuji as he is rn

[tsukiharu]

I recently started watching jujutsu and I LOVE THIS BOY RIGHT HERE!!

[hinamie]

in spite of everything, I had fun <3

[filmfirecr4cker]

i love you yuji itadori ^7^ OOOOOOOOOOO i feel so normal about him. guys you don't get it thats my friend!!

[undermine-the-instinct]

I have...a very fucked up idea for a Mahito/Reader insert/Yuji fic....Very fucked up considering the past few episodes....

[gothsuguru]

5 chapters left hmm…

[sillyystringg]

GOD JJK CHAPTER 265 WAS SO GOOD.

[vesselmade]

honestly happy pride to them and only them

[mothers-and-fuckers-of-the-jury]

utterly obsessed w Nanami telling Yuji he’s not a teacher so don’t call him Nanami-sensei and Yuji immediately being like ok. Nanamin :3

[murderofravens]

reading this again

★ ONE (1) NOTIFICATION FROM . . .

unlike other men on discord, yuuji itadori is a gentleman. your one and only savior, your night and shining armour. he saves you from all the disgusting shit they say about you, only to want the same thing.

( fic demographics. ) jujutsu kaisen, yuuji itadori, sexually mature. minors, ageless & blank blogs: do not interact & 4762 words !

╰┈➤ gamer!yuuji itadori & gamer!reader, yuuji is aged up to be in his early twenties, yuuji cums prematurely, mentions of masturbation, videotaping, teabagging, handjob, cum licking & spitting, not proofread.

( author's note. ) ive been feeling very nasty. very freaky. someone please match it and comment your feedback 😋 !!

Yuuji feels protective of you. How could he not when you're a pretty girl in a discord server predominantly for men? How could he not when he knows what the other frequent players say behind your back? Every time you make an appearance in the server as you join the game, someone's running to the private group chat to say some crude and disgusting thing they'd like to do with you. And you didn't make it any better when you finally mustered up the courage to turn your camera on for the first time, at your desk in a skimpy tank top with no bra underneath. Truly a mistake done on your part because now you have hundreds of men seeking you. 

Skin that seems to be golden no matter the lighting, and a laugh that has you showing off your pearly-whites. The way you giggle, it's sickeningly sweet and has all the other men's imagination running rampant. You've had different hairstyles over the time, but his favorite on you— the one he believes compliments you the best— are any type of braids that fall down your back. You have a power to men that you just don't understand and Yuujihas to protect that very innocent… All to himself. 

He has to call off the men when they make a sexual comment right in front of you. The perks of being a mod within the server, he's able to delete messages that he feels are unnecessary and uncalled for. He has to stand guard of you when others come off rude and way too strong. He defends you whenever needs to because he's a “gentleman” — a nickname coined onto him as members came to see Yuuji's chivalry. And if he's had it to his wit’s end, he'll raise his voice to whoever’s out on a call just to come to your rescue. 

His kindness doesn't go unnoticed either. When you've tried to speak up for yourself, he's always there and ready to take over as if he's the one being disrespected. His ears would turn pink, his face following right after and nearly matching the tone of his hair. Wide brown eyes that seem to get bigger at his passion despite his knitted eyebrows. Miraculously always there when you're online, you have your own online guardian angel looking out for you. You'd always show gratitude, thanking Yuuji for for doing what you couldn't — because he never gave you the chance. And the bystanders and lurkers who just peer in the chat wonder how naive you can be, seeing straight through the facade. 

Because while he can see what the other men say behind your back, it doesn't mean he doesn't join in from time to time, agreeing with what others have said about you. He's no better than the rest. Probably worse as he plays right in your face and he's got you right where he wants. In the palm of his hands, you're the one to make the initiative of messaging him. A simple ‘hey!’ that Yuuji is all too ecstatic to answer. Conversation flows easily between the two of you, something that Yuuji expected but never that it would go this smoothly. 

At some point, Yuuji feels like it's become genuine until his cock is hard and he can only think about taking control of you, holding your body close to his and ravishing you in a way he's sure you haven't experienced. How he vicariously fucks his fist at the mere thought of you and while he enjoys the conversations the two of you have, he's thinking with his dick first. 

How he can't stop after one round, going on until he's completely spent and his hand is covered in his seed. He's entirely too tired to clean himself up, falling asleep then and there right after. He has your photos saved to a folder he has locked away by a passcode, the simple peanuts emoji to title it. He feels guilty for it occasionally, building up this level of trust with you to go right behind your back and do this, but gosh. You're so pretty, he can't help himself. He has to have you and he'd be damned if someone else reached you before him. 

He's been awake for a couple of hours now, scrolling through his phone and constantly pulling down the notifications tab, expecting to see the Discord logo and your name on screen. However, still none. He pouts as he turns to lay on his back, rubbing out the eye crust and finally pulling his body to sit up. He's become obsessive, to the point where he grows anxious if you don't message within a certain amount of hours, always trying to tell himself that you're busy, but his irrationality speaks higher volumes than his common sense scratches at his brain. 

Climbing off the bed, he throws his phone down to try and give himself space. However, a couple of minutes have past and that thought leaves his brain as he reaches back for his phone and shoves it in his pocket. Go to the bathroom, wash his face, brush his teeth, cook breakfast and whatnot— it's a repetitive routine. After that, he'll go onto play hours of Overwatch, around the same time that you're on. He'll chat you up and get a giggle from you that he'll think about for the rest of the day until his hands are back in his pants and he's releasing a load all over his abdomen. Just like clockwork, but it's growing tiresome.

The toothpaste is foaming up in his mouth when he feels the vibration in his pocket and he's dropping his toothbrush in his sink to take it out. Just like he was hoping, a notification from discord. He grunts in disappointment, however, when it's an announcement. Shutting it off, he huffs as he continues his daily regimen. It's only a few seconds later when he feels another buzz, which he finally musters up the strength to ignore, and then the next. Then the next… 

“What the fuck?” He curses, dragging it out once more. However, before he could grumble out anything else, it's you. In an immediate change of mood, he opens up the notification. Your set of messages spilling through, starting off with your mandated nickname for him— Yuyu. 

you: heyy good morning !!

you: i remember you telling me that you're spending some time in tokyo before heading back to miyagi. 

you: im actually going to be in tokyo for a while and you're the closest friend i have in the server so…

you: so !! i think we should meet up !! 

you: if you're fine with that, that is 

His heart is beating out of his chest, pounding against it so hard, he feels as though he's going to throw up. “Shit,” he curses. This is all he's ever wanted— the chance to meet up, to see you in person, to finally… to finally make you his. He's come to talk to himself, loudly celebrating to himself as he's completely excited. The idea of seeing you in person is coming closer to becoming a reality. However, it can't become one if he forgets to respond in all his excitement. 

The yellow crescent moon is still up on the corner of your profile picture, waiting for his response. Yuuji tries to calm his breathing, puffing in and out as he's typing out furiously.

yuuji: of course! 

yuuji: just let me know when you'll be down and we can see which date works best

Not too long after are you typing out a response, sharing the same amount of glee if not more. Yuuji has to set down his phone to contain his excitement, ignoring the further buzzing as he gets himself under control as it all becomes too surreal. Putting everything back in place, Yuuji leans against the sink as he processes everything, a fantasy soon becoming a reality. 

The two of you get closer in that time period, seemingly unseparable as you both keep each other up at ungoldy hours. Video chatting and taking voice calls whenever there’s an opportunity. Yuuji was ecstatic to see your reaction to him buy you a nitro membership, getting to be able to see your eyebrows furrow in confusion before pure excitement and delight greets your face. How you squeal as you rush to try out emojis you never had access to outside servers.

“I could kiss you right now, Yuyu! You have no idea!” That sends him over the edge as his cheeks are tinted pink and he questions why he didn’t do it anytime sooner. He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly as he brushes off the gesture as if it were nothing. However, inside his head, he can’t help but think that he’s got you tied around his finger now— tighter than ever. 

—

You were so confident in yourself weeks prior to this, bravely asking Yuuji if the two of you can finally meet in person. However, now that you’re finally standing outside of the door to this restaurant, you feel your heart inside your throat, pulsing loudly in your ear and your hands are shaking. You’ve always been warned about the people you’ve met online, getting the lessons and lectures of predators and those lurking deep within the shadows. You’ve always been careful and tedious with who you trust and befriend, especially in a server dominated of guys— something you should’ve left a long time ago.

You remember filling out a little introduction template, placing your pronouns as she/her and being immediately bombarded with lonely and misogynistic men responding to you— either with a sexual innuendo or a rude remark. Truthfully, you were planning on muting the entire server and just lurking in to receive tips and hacks to get through Overwatch, but there was this one mod. There was just this one moderator that striked your attention away from the rest, putting the members back into place and giving you a proper greeting. He made you check in more frequently and try to partake in all the action of the large server.

You grew accustomed to the harrassment and the disrespect, ignoring it when it wasn’t a battle you wanted to fight and when it was, he always seemed to be there. Always ready at your defense, standing guard for you. He made everything more bareable and gave you the courage to reach out to him. 

Yuuji was a sweetheart, easy to talk to and a “comedic genius” according to himself. You look forward to talking with him and he made your heart flutter. The moment he accepted to meet up with you, there was a shift as the two of you became flirtatious with each other. Jokes would become more sexual and video calls would become longer. It came to the point where you would squeeze your legs together, arousal pooling onto your cotton panties. There would be nights where your hands traveled under your nightgown to rid yourself of the sexual tension building up.

And now that you’re standing at this door, blocking people from entering, you wonder if he won’t like you in person, that it was all just fun and games and that he really didn’t like you like that. 

“Are you going inside or not?” The annoyed voice of a stranger finally snaps you outside of your mind, giving you the strength to finally swing the door open, looking behind you to apologize.

“Sorry!” you apologize sheepishly. Entering the restaurant, it puts you at ease as the cold air hugs you tightly in contrast to the heat outside. The dark interior and the dim warm lights are inviting to you, always preferring it over the colorful. You start fiddling with your fingers as you move out the way for more guests to enter, trying to scan the area for Yuuji. The two of you had exchanged phone numbers, and he had messaged you, saying that he had already arrived. It isn’t until you’re seeing a head full of pink that you finally make the connection and walk in his direction.

“Yuuji!” you call his name, approaching the table to see him turn in his seat at the booth. His eyes lighten up and your heart skips a beat. 

He looks even better in person.

She’s more beautiful in person.

Yuuji’s too quick to jump out his seat, banging his knee against the table and causing the silverware to jump. Calling attention to the both of you, people start looking his way. In embarrassment, Yuuji apologizes to those around him, his face heated up. You can’t help but giggle as you pull him for a hug. “It feels so good to finally meet you.”

Him in your warm embrace, it feels comfortable to hold him like this. It feels too natural, as though the two of you had been long-time friends already. His grip tightens on you as he inhales your scent, a fruity fragrance coming off of you and Yuuji has to pull himself away before he feels himself harden in his pants. “Same!” he beams. “Gosh, I was nervous the entire way here. I thought I was gonna throw up!”

“Me, too!” You laugh. “I was legit standing outside the door right now, panicking my ass off—”

You both spend two hours in the restaurant before leaving, venturing Tokyo together as you look through the stores and places for things to do. You window shop, but Yuuji spends the money he’s been saving up on you despite your constant refusal. Throughout the day, he’s been daring. He grazes his hand against yours to test the waters before holding it. He stands too close behind you and gently grabs at your waist. He finally takes it a step further to touch your ass ever so tenderly in the dress you’re wearing. You’re not the naive fool people make you out to be, noticing it all but playing it off as if you didn’t. That familiar coil in your stomach returns as your arousal seeps through your panties. You’ve learned to control your breathing in the hours you spend together. 

The sky gets darker and the temperature gets cooler. You’re starting to yawn and your feet’s aching. Yuuji can tell that you’ve had enough as the two of you head to the nearest train station. 

“Are you staying at a hotel?” he asks, looking at the map against the tiled wall, trying to figure out the direction the two of you should head in. “I can go with you and make sure you head back safe.”

“Yeah,” you tell him the hotel name. He takes the lead, directing you through the heavy flow of people. He holds onto your hand tightly, pulling you through the traffic and making sure you never leave his sight. He’s grown more confident, when you’re on the train, he pulls you against him as his hands wrap around your waist. He keeps you still so you won’t squirm, your behind pressing against him and he can only hope his erection isn’t too evident in his jeans. And when you’re both out the station, he stays close to you at the dead of night until you’re checking into your room. 

Yuuji watches you swipe the key card as he’s trying to think of a way to convince you to let him inside. However, when you swing the door open, you’re still standing there after dropping your belongings by the door. “I had a good time today.”

“I did, too,” he smiles. “I’m happy we finally got to meet. It’s nice to see your face off camera.”

“Yeah,” you agree. “I got a clearer vision to dream about now.”

It catches him off guard, his tongue tied and he can only manage to choke out a laugh. “That’s a good one! Can’t believe I didn’t think of that one. Well, I’ve gotta—”

“Stay!” you exclaim, reaching for his hand when he takes a step back. Both of your eyes widen, you moreso out of embarrassment and him, shock. “I mean… It’s getting late and I’d feel like crap if something were to happen to you. You should stay for the night.”

He nods, one foot inside your hotel room. “Yeah, you’re right. I should.”

—

“Fuck,” Yuuji curses the moment his underwear drops, cock springing free. He’s flushed, sitting on the edge of the bed as you’re on your knees. His legs tap against the floor in anticipation as you’re centimeters away from his length. Heart panging against his chest, precum continues to leak as the cold air of the hotel room kisses his tip. His mushroom head angry in color as a vein pulses down his rusty pink shaft. 

Your gaze is transfixed on his length, your plump lips watering at the sight before you. He’s thick with a good length to him. His erection falls to his stomach as he’s slouched back on the bed, twitching every so often as it begs and calls for attention. His balls hang, heavy and fat as they rest in between his thighs. You have run your hand up and down his legs to calm his restless tapping, fingertips traveling from his ankle to reach into the curls of his happy trail, a few shades darker than the hair on his head. 

The sight before you has you weak. How he’s desperate for your touch and waiting for you to do something. Slowly do you spreak his legs and unconscious does he inch closer to you, nearly hanging off the edge of the bed. The veins in his arms portrude as he holds up his weight. He feels vulnerable, thinking that all this time when he got you to himself, he’d be the one in control. However, he’s putty right now and his mind is a scrambled mess, the only thing coherent is his want for you. 

“Shit,” he curses once more. “Come on, (Y/N). Do something.”

“I will,” you huff. “Be patient! ‘M just admiring the view for a bit.”

You’re out of your dress and have rid yourself of your bra, your knees already starting to ache against the tiled floor as you’re slotted in between Yuuji’s legs. Your breasts hang, dark nipples pert and puckered as they shiver for a dollop of affection. They need Yuuji’s lips, you can’t help but think. That’s what they need. 

You let out a shaky breath as your slick continues to leak, your panties too soaked to contain it anymore as you feel a wet heat in between your thighs, causing them to stick. You don’t quite understand why you’re holding yourself back. After all, you’re the one who initiated all of this. You’re the one who wanted to meet up, you’re the one who invited him to stay the night, you’re the one who made the first move— kissing him abruptly the moment he stepped out the door.

Poor Yuuji didn’t have a chance to fully process before your hands snaked around his neck. However, once he did, a moan was pulled from his lips as he bucked his hips right into you. His hands didn’t quite know where to go, planting it on your hips before you pulled away to lead them to grab your ass. “Felt you trying to cop a feel all day…” you breathed. “Felt your erection on me on the train. Don’t be scared now.”

His face got embarrassingly red as he felt like the roles had always been reversed. He always told himself that he would be the one to trap you, but he feels like that you’ve been weaving this web all along. However, he has no time to get insecure when your lips are back on him as you’re pushing him to the bed. 

Your tongue lulls out, your spit shinning under the light as you drag it against Yuuji’s inner thigh. You can taste his sweat as he shudders, the salted taste traveling up to his balls. You inhale his scent, a fine line between musk and a generic brand of whatever bar soap he uses. You hum and the vibrations of it makes his cock twitch and his breathing all the more heavy. “C’mon, (Y/N)...”

Your tongue flattens, touching the crevice between the base of his cock and his balls. One long stripe from the bottom to the tip of the mushroom, swirling your tongue around the head before pulling away completely. He whines, not liking the provocation until he feels your hand cupping his balls. He curls up his fists, pushing into the bed as he’s always been overtly sensitive there, more than other men. 

You fondle them, squeezingly gently on the skin as one of your hands snake down to dip inside your panties. Your middle finger gliding in between your sticky folds, feeling the patch of wetness against the crotch of your panties before you pinch your clit. Your head dips even lower, tugging at Yuuji’s thigh for him to get even closer to the edge of the bed. Balls hanging more freely, your shoulders get under his legs as your mouth opens to suck one in. Saliva pools from inside your mouth, building up more to lubricate them. All throughout, you moan shamelessly as Yuuji’s trying to hold back.

“Oh, God!” he gasps, head peering down at you to watch you suckle on his balls. “You’re gonna kill me.” You’re staring right back as you watch his face twist and contort. Adjusting his position, Yuuji uses faith to hold him up as one hand comes to wrap around his cock, a deep need for more. 

Your fingers continue to guide against your folds, your juices staining your digits as your eyes shut in delight. Every so often do you hear Yuuji call out your name, telling you how he feels so good. Pumping his cock, he can feel how close he is to releasing. He should be ashamed for how quick it approaches, but his mind is too fogged and selfish to care. His legs tense up as he continues fucking his fist through it before choking out your name. “Bout to fuckin’ cum.”

You release his balls with a pop, a string of saliva following as your next free hand comes to take control. Moving his hand away, you move your hand languidly and with a sense of vigour in a determination to get Yuuji to cum. A band snaps in his stomach before he’s aware and thick spurts of cum coat your hand and some splattering onto your face. His chest rises and falls before calming down, eyes becoming heavy as he looks down at you— you pretty little thing. 

His release gave him a boost of energy, bringing his confidence back up as he grabs your hand. You don’t register what he’s about to do, just watching him take your hand. It’s all sticky and messy from his orgasm, all because of him. He opens his mouth, tongue lulling out as he licks it all clean. Tasting himself, like he’s done times before, when he’s all clean he grabs your face. He squeezes your cheeks and he doesn’t have to tell you to open up. He spits his load into your mouth and you eagerly swallow it, pupils dilating and heavy with lust. 

You don’t waste a second to get back on your feet, crawling on top of the bed to hover over Yuuji. Fixing each other’s positions, you’re stradling his lap before pulling him into a deep kiss. When you pull away, your eyes are lust-blown. “That was so fucking hot!” you exclaim. 

Tongues colliding once more, you swallow each other’s moans. Hands roaming each other’s body, Yuuji rids you of your panties, his digits feeling your puffy folds and just the mess you’ve made in between them. You buck your hips into him for more friction, mewling out as you can feel his cock against your leg. He changes both of your positions, now on top with you.

He feels himself running out of breath at this time and moment, everything feels unreal. The amount of times people have tried to lay claim on you, fighting for your attention and all that he had to do was show that he was a decent human being. He’s always told himself, convinced himself, that once he got to fuck you, that there’d be no more. However, you’re a drug to him now and he’s addicted off of his first hit. 

However, he still wants to lay his claim, wanting to boast about having you. The idea comes to him in the spir of the moment, getting you on all fours as you look back at him, his length kissing at your entrance. You’re waiting expectantly and despite such a vulgar position with your pussy out and glistening for him, your eyes still shine with an innocence to them. He glides his cock between your ass cheeks before he’s leaning over to the night stand and reaching for his phone. He grabs it up and pulls out the camera, turning it to video.

You don’t protest, simply wiggling your ass against him as you grow impatient. He starts the video the moment his tip intrudes your tight space, drawing a moan from your lips. He curses as he tries to keep the camera steady, but to no avail. He wants all of his hands on you while he fucks you into the mattress. He leans against you, invading your walls in a matter of moments as he props the phone against the pillows, managing to get both you and him at a proper angle. You call out his name as he fills you up to the brink, your braids falling in front of your face as you suck him in.

“C’mon,” he whispers. “Show them just who’s fucking you.”

It’s caught on video, your wanton moans crying out Yuuji’s name. How you bite your lip as you whine and whimper out the coarse pleasure erupting through your body. You tighten and clench around his cock and Yuuji’s got the strength to hold back from releasing in you too early this time. His thrusts are languid and fueled with motion. The air is filled with the sound of your wet pussy being fucked, the two of you moaning and crying out from the ecstacy. 

It’s delicious how your back arches and how you’re losing balance, arms to exhausted to hold you up any longer. As his phone keeps recording, it captures how your face is in between the pillows as your hands find home right back at your clit as Yuuji plunges into you. Your sensitive nipples rub against the comforter as your body rocks, continously overstimulating you. You’re rubbing circles into your clit as Yuuji leans down to whisper in your ear. “Tell them who’s got you. Tell them that you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” you squeak proudly. “I’m all Yuuji’s.”

He kisses down on your neck, still thrusting into you viscerally as he breathes, “All mine.”

He grabs the camera when you announce that you’re about the cum, aiming it right where his cock meets your pussy. Maintaining the same rhythm, when you release, it captures how you paint his cock white— your nectar creamy and dripping down onto the sheets. He chases after his own orgasm, hearing how your moans get more high-pitched as you become sensitive. When he twitches inside you, you’re reaching behind you to halt him from removing himself. “Cum inside. Need you to cum inside me.”

Gosh, you’re such a temptress. He listens to what you say, his seed spurting inside you, thick and plentiful just as before. You sing out in satisfaction as your body calms, feeling how he fills you to the brim. His arm wraps around you, pulling you up as you lazily lean against him. The phone’s in front of your face as he kisses you all over. “Smile for the camera.”

Still inside you, you’re still moving and bouncing on his cock. Your pussy spent, but crying out for more. You obey his word, eyes heavy in exhaustion as you smile. He ends the video right there as you beg him for another round. Still hard inside you, he fixes you on your back. He doesn’t think he could ever say no to you. 

Later that night, you lay against his chest as you watch him hop into discord, entering a private group chat. You don’t question any of it, not when he pulls up the video of you two. Clicking on it, he sends it without another word, turning off his notifications the moment it properly sends.

( author's note. ) had to stop and scream every so often lolz.

[wysteria-bloom]

𖧷 " such a lightweight "

What jjk character would do if you're drunk

Minors DNI

Warnings : f!bodied reader, female pronouns used, HIGHLY suggestive, sukuna can be a warning himself. I may have went a bit feral on Shiu's one but I can't help it okay 😥😥

Characters : toji, geto, gojo, nanami, sukuna, shiu, hakari

A/n : jjk manga is popping off rn bro most recent chapter made me cry. Sukuna was so sassy the whole time, unc has had enough of yuji's shit 😭

⟢ fushiguro toji ␥

This man has the most unimpressed expression on his face when he finds you stumbling through the front door, one of your high heels evidently missing whilst the strap of your dress was hanging on through pure will power.

It was amusing for a split second, but now he just felt bad. He walks over to you and fixes your dress strap, trying not to break out into a fond grin when your eyes brightened at the sight of him," Your friends suck." He states, reaching an arm behind you to shut the door," who makes a fuckin' woman walk home alone? I'll kill them..."

You instantly wrap your arms around his waist, resting your face in the crook of his neck. He froze briefly before leaning into the embrace," Don' be maaad.... they hic wanted to stay longer... but I missed you... hic... so I left..." you drawled out against his skin tiredly, inhaling his scent like it was air to you.

His heart clenched and he let out a low hum," that right?" He grumbled and slowly wrapped his large arms around you, his warmth all-consuming," shoulda messaged me, baby..."

"I know, I hic know... won' happen again... promise... pinky swear..." your eyes drooped lazily, you would definitely fall asleep standing up if your husband allowed it.

You were lifted from beneath your legs, his other arm wrapping around your back securely. He looked down at you with a slight quirk to his lips at the sight of your shocked expression," can't have ya droolin' on my shoulder, baby. A bed might be more comfortable, yeah?" He teased out gently as he began to lift you upstairs.

You found yourself only smiling up at him like an idiot," I fuckin' love you..." you drawled out.

That finally made his lips crack into grin, green eyes hazy with love," You're a cute drunk..."

"Say hic it back!"

"Nah, you gotta wait till morning for that."

"So rude." You snorted out, closing your eyes to fall into a deep slumber, not missing the way he mumbled 'love you' into your hair.

⟢ geto suguru ␥

"I wish you would tell me when you decide to get black-out drunk." The man sighed out like a disappointed parent as he squeezed some cleanser onto a cotton pad, raising a brow at his girlfriend in disdain," What if something had happened to you?"

You pouted at him," I was with Shoko..." you murmured drunkenly, blinking lazily up at him. Then you tugged the end of his shirt," take this off."

He snorted, pure amusement crinkling within his eyes," nah." Then he cupped your chin gently," stay still." He brought the cotton pad to your face, wiping away the makeup you had put on.

You groaned, cheeks flushed as you glared at him," You don't love me." You grunted out.

"Cause I won't take my shirt off?" He smirked, running the pad beneath your eyes gently.

"Uh huh."

"You're such a horny drunk, you know that?" He teased with that easygoing smile on his lips, shifting slightly to get in a more comfortable position, his legs wrapping around you as you sat in the middle of them," Why can't you be this horny when you're sober, huh?"

"Cause... I need to make you yearn for me."

He let out a low whistle, pretending to be impressed," You know that word? Crazy." He then blew away a stray eyelash on your face, smiling gently when you scrunched your eyes closed," keep 'em shut, pretty girl."

Your heart fluttered," Don't speak like that." You did as you were told however.

He wiped at the mascara on your eyes with a new cotton pad, the pad of his thumb that was holding your chin playing with your bottom lip annoyingly to make you pout," Why? Got you hot and bothered?" He droned out with that low tone of amusement.

"Manipulative creep." You bit the tip of his thumb but not enough to hurt him.

He chuckled and leaned forwards to press a warm kiss to your forehead," baby, if you keep insulting me I might not reward you for sitting so still~" He cooed out.

You sat even more still, letting go of his thumb," say less king."

"Absolute horndog."

⟢ gojo satoru ␥

Gojo looked on at you with a slight concerned glint in his eye, caressing your face lovingly with his hands as he placed kisses across your flushed face," so cute... you need to know how to pace yourself, pretty." He hummed out with that lightly teasing lilt to his voice.

You blinked at him drunkly, cheeks smooshed together by his hands," 'm... not drunk..." you denied, an obvious slur to your words as you narrowed your eyes cutely.

He chuckled lightly, gently pinching your cheeks and shaking his head lightly. His eyes shone with fondness, but also a hint of playfulness as he listened to your denial.

"Really now~?" Gojo inquired, his voice laced with an amused skepticism as he leaned in closer, peering at your warm face. His warm breath brushes against your skin, a subtle smirk on his lips," Maybe we need to get all this swaying checked out by a doctor then, huh?"

You frowned," Nooo... no hic doctor..." you then pressed a hand to his chest, giving him a distraught expression," Oka...okay... fine... I'll admit it, okay?... I'm drunk..." you whispered out like it was a well-kept secret.

Satoru found it adorable.

He smirked, tilting his head slightly as he continued to admire your drunken adorableness," There we go. Was that so hard to admit, huh?"

He then moved his arms to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer against him," So cute... my cute little drunkard..." He nuzzled his face against your much warmer one like you were a cute little animal.

"Shuddup... that's not an endearing nickname, ya know..." you groaned out but leaned into his affection nonetheless," yer... hic... a worse drunk than I am..."

At your claim, he gave a dramatic gasp, feigning offense, "Me? Worse than you? I'll have you know I'm much better at holding my alcohol than you are."

"Bitch no you're not." You reply sassily, raising a brow as you reached up and pinched his pale cheeks in return," last time you hic were drunk... you dropkicked a trashcan and dove into the trash."

"Hey, hey... that trashcan had it coming." Gojo protested, his cheeks squished between your hand. He leaned in closer, his smirk growing wider, "And even if I had a little bit too much drink that night, at least I didn't pass out on a public bench... like some people."

You pressed your forehead against his, nuzzling it in the most aggressive fashion you could muster, nose scrunched up in annoyance," Shut up... loser..." you whined out with a weary blink of your eyes, fatigue settling in.

God, he loved you.

He smothered you in his arms, your cuteness too much to handle for him as he ignored your insults to let you the hell go.

⟢ nanami kento ␥

You frowned up at the man in suspicion as he drove with that handsome frown on his lips, the furrow to his brow seemed like a natural expression for him.

"My husband... wouldn't be happy with you... driving me home..." you drawled out lazily, drunken eyes admiring his appearance despite your words.

Nanami, your husband, let out a hum, eyes glinting with amusement as he swiped the indicator to make a turn around the roundabout," Yeah? I'm sure he'll make an exception for me." He replied, deciding to go along with your drunken ramblings.

"Mmm... Hey," you muttered, your slender fingers tracing over the buttons of his shirt," why're you so handsome...?"

As you traced your fingers over the buttons of his shirt, he could feel the warmth emanating from your touch. "Genetic luck, I suppose," he quipped, glancing down at your hand as you continued to lightly graze his shirt. "Or maybe you just have a biased perspective when you're intoxicated."

You snorted," biased? Don't get ahead of yourself mister... I'm a married woman...." you slurred out, eyes blinking up at your husband hazily as you popped the first button on his collar teasingly.

He swallowed, trying to focus on the road as he clenched the steering wheel slightly," Ah, yes, my mistake," he played along, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. "A married woman with very wandering hands."

He glanced down at your hand briefly as you popped the first button of his collar, his eyes darkening slightly with desire, "Are you sure your husband won't mind you unraveling my shirt so easily?"

"I dunno... Maybe he won't mind cause you're so handsome..." you hummed, popping the second button, getting a good look at his sharp collar bone now. You wanted to lick it so bad," Hey... I'm... I'm super drunk... huh?"

He couldn't help but feel his pulse quicken as you continued to unbutton his shirt, revealing more of his chest. He let out a soft breath as your gaze raked over his collar bone, his own desire growing.

"Yes, very drunk," he agreed, tilting his head slightly to get a good look at your expression. "Drunk enough to tease your husband in the car, it seems."

"Oooh... so you're my husband..." you let that lazy grin spread across your lips, popping two more buttons and slipping a hand over the expanse of his chest, his shirt following your movements," I'm a lucky woman, aren't I?"

The car came to an abrupt stop, leafs of the trees scratching the top of the car with each blow of the wind. Nanami's hand came to your wrist, holding it gently and bringing it to his lips where he pressed a kiss to where your pulse was.

The look in his eyes sent warmth to your core as he gave you that gently tired smile he always does, head quirking to the side slightly," I think the backseats are calling our names, no?" He droned out lowly.

You never clambored to the backseats quicker.

⟢ ryomen sukuna ␥

"Ugh, you reek of alcohol, woman. How much have you had?" The curse grumbles out unamusedly, glaring down at the woman who was clinging to his arms like a lifeline.

"O-only one or two..." Then you smiled lazily," or two... three.... four five-"

"Fucking alcoholic." He snarked out a disgusted scrunch of his nose, not even wincing when you smacked his broad chest for that comment.

You pout up at him,"F-fuck you, okay? Fuck. You. I'm in my hot girl summer era and I hic don't need your old ass cramping my style." You slurred out, stumbling over your own feet.

Sukuna reached out and held you by your shoulders, glare softening into a deadpan expression," What are those words even."

"Old. Ass."

Rolling his eyes, he pulled your hair lightly in a reprimanding manner," Keep fucking flapping those pretty lips. See where it gets you." He murmurs," because that couch very much has your name on it right now."

"Whaaa?" You whined out, moving your arms to wrap around his waist, chin resting on his chest to look up at him," You'd kick me outta our bed?"

"In a heartbeat."

"Ughhh..." you buried your warm face into his chest, shaking your head," so mean... I was gonna offer a blow job as well but you've lost that privilege..."

He snorted, actually finding that sentence amusing as he scratched at your scalp with his sharp nails gently, just like you had taught him," would've been a fuckin' sloppy blowjob anyways."

"You love them, though."

"Mm." He didn't even deny it. Shameless. Then he looked to the side," You're too drunk. Wouldn't even be enjoyable for me." He replied, canting his head to the side curiously, it was almost cute to see him do it," You, however..."

You lifted your head up at the low tone to his voice, feeling your face heat up at the dark look in those garnet coloured eyes.

A smirk spread across his lips as he looked down at you, gripping onto your chin and leaning down close to your lips that he puckered with his thumb and pointer finger," It'll definitely be more enjoyable for you."

You blinked dumbly at his offer, head tilting like a lost puppy,"... How are hic you gonna give me a blowjob?" Then you gasped, gripping onto his jacket and shaking him back and fourth excitedly," You finally want to try pegging?!"

He growled, smacking you across the back of the head as he clawed your grippy hands away from him," no- NO. You fucking dolt! I was offering to go down on you!"

You rubbed at the back of your head," Domestic abuse isn't hot!"

"Never fucking mind you get nothing from me. NOTHING."

⟢ shiu kong ␥

"Oh so pretty... so so pretty... love you..." you kissed across your husband's face, leaving lipstick smudges everywhere as you blinked down at him drunkenly," My pretty husband... you put the stars to shame..."

Shiu only looked on in complete and utter amusement, unlit cigarette hanging from his lips," yer so fuckin' drunk." He stated with that shit eating grin on his face.

"Naw..." you pouted, kissing his nose," I had... One glass... of wine... promise m' not drunk..." you pecked his lip, getting more comfortable in his lap as you cupped his face like you were holding the fucking world in your hands.

"One glass of wine my ass," he chuckled, gently grabbing your wrists and turning his face to the side to keep you from planting even more sticky kisses onto his face. "I've seen you down an entire bottle of whisky and still stand straight and clear, and you're telling me one glass made you feel all fuzzy and sentimental like this?" he said jokingly, tilting his head to the side as his eyes flicked over your drunken expression as he set his unused cigarette to the side.

You pout down at him," Ehhhh... I feel like you don't trust me at all. Just believe what I say from now on, okay?" Fuck you were a delusional drunk, but it was adorable. You leaned close to his face again, wriggling your hands that were caught in his gentle grasp," Now lemme kiss you..."

Shiu had no choice but to indulge in your antics, especially when you looked this adorable being clingy.

"Alright, alright." He chuckled, wrapping his free hand around the back of your head, guiding it down as he pressed your lips against his own, kissing you with his signature slow, yet intimate pace.

You hummed happily against his lips, thighs pressing tighter against his as you leaned into the kiss completely.

Shiu always had a sensuality to his kisses and left you wanting more out of him every time.

You tugged at his bottom lip with your teeth teasingly.

He found it hard to resist himself as you teased him with soft nibbles, his hand on your head slowly making its way south, tracing along the curve of your body until he got to your hip, his fingers gently gripping onto the flesh as a quiet hum vibrated from his chest between the slow kisses.

"Watch it." Shiu murmured against your lips, his tone low and almost playful as he lightly squeezed the spot he was holding onto in warning.

"What're you gonna do huh? Gonna take advantage of your drunken wife?" She cooed out dangerously as she moved her hips against his, hands tangling into his hair," thought you were a gentleman..."

"Oh darlin'..." he chuckled at your cheeky remark, raising an eyebrow up at you as he suddenly used his grip on your hip to pull you closer to his hips, their forms now more intimately pressed together as he smirked up at you mischievously.

"I am a gentleman... Doesn't mean I'll let you tease me like that though." He smirked, tugging your head back a bit, his hot breath ghosting over the column of your throat.

You groaned lowly as your throat was exposed to him fully, shivers running up and down your spine. A hand reached out to grip onto his suit jacket," Fucking tease... indulge your wife a little, won't you? I'm the drunk one after all..." you pouted out, back arching and pressing her front to his.

"You're a big girl." he teased, lips running along the skin of your exposed neck, tracing along the soft flesh with languid but deliberate kisses, a low chuckle escaped his throat as he felt your body arching against his, his hand still gripping onto your hip, slowly but firmly guiding you to grind against his lap," A big girl who should learn to keep her teasing mouth in check." he added in between kisses.

"So mean... you're so mean..." She moaned, head thrown back in pleasure as her core grinded against his, feeling something twitch beneath her," why'd I marry you, huh?..."

He snorted haughtily, raising a brow in amusement, "Now you know damn well why you married me." he nipped on the skin at your neck, letting out a low, barely discernible groan of pleasure as he felt the friction between your bodies against the hardness in his trousers.

You panted heavily, hazy and drunken eyes looking down at him like he was a work of art," enlighten me..." you replied teasingly.

"I hope I don't have to remind you how good I treat you, every single night, love." he teased, his hand slowly making its way further under the thin fabric of your dress.

You bite your lip, your core clenching at those words," mmmn.... nothing wrong with a little reminder, now is there?" You drawled out, head tilting to the side suggestively as you spread your legs a little more to give him more access.

His eyes darkened with desire, his hands gliding higher under the hem of your dress, slowly but firmly caressing the soft and supple skin of your thighs, before they slowly made their way towards the apex of your legs.

"I s'pose there isn't."

Your world flipped as you were pressed against the couch, watching as the man above you sent you a wry grin, an eyebrow quirking at your eager expression," prepare yourself, honey~"

⟢ hakari kinji ␥

"The fuck are you blabberin' on about?" The male raised a brow at the woman below him as he tried to get her into pyjamas," Not even speaking Japanese at this point."

You frowned at him, glaring harshly," I said... you looked... really good tonight... but now I fucking take it back..." you drawled out drunkenly," You ugly fuck."

He let out a low low whistle," quite the potty mouth on ya." He hummed out, silently cheering to himself when he finally got the pyjama shirt over your head," Hey, sit up a sec."

"Fuck you."

"You sure you want that when you're drunk? I'd rock your world, doll." He teased out with that sly little grin on his lips as he wrapped his arms around you, pressing his hands to your back to guide you into a sitting position.

"You perv." You grumbled out, not resisting against him as you settled your face into the crook of his neck lazily, placing absentminded kisses against his skin against your previous grievances against him.

Her kisses settled a fire in his stomach, but he pushed away the thoughts to the best of his abilities," I have such a pretty girl." He cooed out gently as his hands run underneath your shirt, unclasped your bra for you and helping you take it off in a way that perserved your modesty," Can you blame me for being a perv towards you?"

You sighed in relief when the boob trap was off of you and flopped back onto the bed, you hated sleeping with your bra on.

You looked up at him, watching him begin to take his jacket off, tossing your bra to the side lazily. Warmth clouded your cheeks and you found yourself smiling at him like an idiot.

Her noticed the expression and narrowed an eye, lips quirking up," What's got you lookin' all cute, huh?"

"I have such a pretty boy..." you repeated his words from earlier, pressing a hand to your cheek like a schoolgirl with a crush.

Hakari paused for a brief moment, that fire in his stomach a full blaze now. His fever hit him full pelt and the only way he could express those emotions was pinning you down and kissing you all over, feeling himself grin wryly at the sound of your happy laughs.

Hakari wrapped his arms beneath you, lifting you and then maneuvering himself so you sat in his lap. He ran his fingers up and down your spine gently," gonna be the death of me, doll."

"The feeling is mutual, doll." You cooed out against his ear.

"Such a lightweight." He snickered, pulling you into a loving embrace and nipping at your ear," love you."

"Mnn... love you the most."

[arminsumi]

Can i request megumi comforting reader after a bad day? i need happy comfort fluff today and you words are magic

★ Stargazing with Megumi

★ Pairings : fem reader / Megumi

★ Synopsis : Megumi takes you stargazing. Who knew he was such a space nerd?

★ Content : fluff, comfort, cheesy/dorky flirting

★ Note : 🪄🔮 sprinkling cosmic happiness dust on u rn!! hope u feel better!!

Arms spread out, laid on your back in the cool grass as a humid summer breeze drifts by, looking up at the dusky purple sky as stars slowly start to appear one by one.

Megumi shifts around next to you, trying to get comfortable. He bends his knees, you glance at his legs and note how much longer his legs are than yours.

A soft sigh leaves his nose. He brings his hands together over his midriff and fidgets his fingers while stealing sideways glances of you.

One particular star in the sky has caught your attention. It shines like a jewel. You blink at it, ignoring all the other littler stars that are coming out.

"Megumi, which star is that?" you ask.

"That's Venus."

You stare at Venus. "Why is it so much brighter than the rest?" you wonder aloud.

Megumi looks over at you, his heart throbs, then he looks back to Venus.

"Because it has thick clouds that reflect lots of sunlight." he answers your curiosity, "Uh, and it's the closest to earth. You know, it's also the hottest planet in our solar system — because of its clouds."

He goes on a long, dorky ramble about planets and constellations. You smile and listen to him geek out about space.

⁕⁕⁕⁕

Just a few hours earlier, Megumi had found you lingering gloomily on the steps outside Jujutsu High.

He did a double take and furrowed his brows when he saw your weighted expression. Characteristically, he sunk his hands into his pockets and approached you coolly.

"What's that heavy face for?" he asked.

"Bad day." you shrugged.

"Oh..." he stiffened, "What happened? Do you want to talk about it?" he asked softly.

"No, nothing in particular happened." you replied, "It's just been one of those days, you know?"

He scrambled his brain for ideas that could make you feel better.

What would the others do?

What would Yuji do? He'd crack jokes until you smiled and then infect you with his contagious laughter. What would Nobara do? She'd take you out on the town for retail therapy — and hype you up in the fitting rooms until you felt like the hottest person in the world. What would Gojo do? Probably give you one of those bone-breaking hugs while saying something dumb like "Don't be sad, it's just life, kid."

But joking didn't come naturally to Megumi, and he didn't believe in retail therapy, and he was too shy and reserved to give you a bone-breaking hug, and he was too sensitive as a person to tell you to just get over it.

"Uh, do you want to stargaze with me?" he asked.

That was the only idea he could come up with. Laying in the grass and stargazing was something he did when life exhausted or disappointed him. The stars could call back his calmness.

⁕⁕⁕⁕

"... I feel bad for Mercury, it must be lonely without moons." Megumi finishes his long ramble about Mercury.

"I think I'm Mercury." you joke, laughing at yourself.

Megumi looks over at you, "Then I'll be your moon and keep you company."

Your cheeks warm up.

"Okay, then let's tell 'em to rename Mercury to Megumi and throw a me into its orbit, too."

Megumi fidgets with his fingers more as you and him flirt like dorks.

"... yeah, and then you can orbit around me." he nods.

"Sounds like a good time. I'd love to orbit around you."

His cheeks go red, but the lamps are too far away to illuminate his face and reveal his blush to you. So you just barely see his lips purse together into a smile.

"I'd also love to orbit around you. I could be like your moon admirer."

You burst out laughing at last, and then Megumi feels accomplished; he could actually fix your mood with some stargazing and dorky astral flirting.

For the rest of the night, he teaches you how to spot famous constellations and passionately talks about outer space. At some point, when he's saying something about Pluto, you zone out to his voice.

"... and you know, personally, if I were Pluto I'd be enraged. How dare they."

"You got a bone to pick with NASA, Megumi?" you chuckle.

"It wasn't NASA it was the IAU. And yes I have a bone to pick with them."

"So, why was Pluto downgraded to a dwarf planet?" you ask.

Megumi clicks his tongue, "Uhhh... something about it not absorbing surrounding debris or something? Like asteroids and stuff. But jeez, maybe the asteroids are Pluto's friends and he doesn't wanna absorb them, you know?"

You turn on your side and use your arm as a pillow. Megumi feels you looking at him, so he looks over at you.

"You're quite passionate."

"That's a nice way of calling me a space nerd."

"No, I mean it! I hardly ever see you talking so heatedly about anything. You're usually pretty calm."

Megumi smiles a little. "Bet it's funny to see me heated about big rocks floating in a vacuum, huh?"

"Yeah it's hilarious. Anyways... we should get back before we fall asleep here."

"Have you never slept under the stars? It's a great experience." Megumi says.

"I have not. But it's getting cold so... you better keep me warm."

Megumi tenses up as you snuggle him. The sudden closeness and feeling of your warmth and softness takes him aback and he goes completely silent.

You rest your head in the crook of his shoulder, sinking into him like a pillow.

"Hey Megumi?"

"Yes?"

"Isn't Venus the planet of love?"

"Yes...?"

"Nothing, nothing... just thinking."

His heart pounds.

© arminsumi

I do not permit the copying/reposting/translation/plagiarism of my works. Do not steal what I've worked hard to create.

This is fictional work.

[roseychains]

Men who love chubby girls pt 1♥️

A/n: sorry this took so long to post I got broken up w last night. But anyway my best friend requested this so I had to deliver! I also have an ask in my inbox I’m workin on rn so get ready for that. This is pure fluff/comfort. Lmk if y’all would like a pt 2

Megumi: this just makes sense to me. He literally couldn’t describe his type in women physically. Instead preferring someone with an “unshakeable character.” He probably doesn’t understand why your stomach bothers you so much, because he doesn’t perceive any part of you as ugly. He thinks your gorgeous, every part of your body. He will constantly reassure you and let you know how beautiful you are to him

Sukuna: DONT SCROLL YET LISTEN HEAR ME OUT. Sukuna doesn’t perceive human beauty standards, so when you tell him about your insecurity’s he’s more confused if anything. He thinks it’s normal, and can’t give a damn. He would definitely be the type to wrap his arms around your waist, and if you try and pull him off mumbling something about your body he would slap your hands away, he doesn’t have time for your silly little insecurity’s. Let him love you

Nanami: he’s such a gentlemen. He, similar to megumi doesn’t see people for their body. He sees them for their character. Not to mention, if your looking for someone who will make you feel comfortable it is him. He will kiss you, and pick you up and carry you like a princess like you weigh nothing at all. He will kiss your stretch marks, and give you the most genuine praise and adoration.

Yuji: this is canon. Y’all remember that one girl who liked him who was chubby when she was younger and he was the only one who would look past that? Oh this man absolutely loves every part of you. I imagine him being a very physical lover, so for him to be able to wrap his arms around you is smt he finds comfort in. Yuji just loves you to bits and gets genuinely upset when you say things negatively about your own body, how could you say such a thing about a body he loves so much?

[valsvalentine]

A game of guess who

Yuji Itadori x fem!reader

ʚ summary. You finally get the guts to make a move on your long time crush, what could go wrong you may be asking? Everything. Once you send one accidental message you are forced to stay anonymous by your growing anxiety and fear of rejection, so you decide to turn this into a game of sorts, one everybody has heard of before; guess who!

ʚ genre. fluff

ʚ warning. strong language, not proof read

part I .. part II .. part III

Well shit. Maybe texting your crush such a cocky text wasn’t a very good idea. But who could blame you? Your mom yelled your full name. Who wouldn’t drop their phone in an instant and sprint to their life giver and go on your knees to beg for her to spare that life? Exactly. So that’s what brought you here, trying to figure out how to escspe the mess you got yourself in —by accident.

You sighed, Maki and Nobara urging you to reply to the poor boy since you’ve left him on read for like 15 minutes now. “You’re doing great girl! Leaving the boy you love on read is doing wonders!” Nobara said sarcastically and Maki just laughed in response at the funny scene before her. A groan echoed through your room, rolling onto your stomach you typed out responses but every single one felt off. You weren’t messaging quite like yourself, it didn’t seem right and even the girls noticed your uncertain aura. “Y/N just message how you usually do, I’m sure he will like you just the way you are!” You smile softly but there was still so much anxiety in you, your hands shaking just a bit and your chest felt tight. “But I can’t just tell him who I am! I’ll just.. stay anonymous for a while before I reveal myself to him or maybe he might figure it out before then.” You say and they try to talk you out of it, but agree once they notice you really are certain about this little plan of yours.

Yuji<33

Heyy<3

Who’s this? :D

Hello??

??

hdjdhdjjsd I am so so sorry I really

didn’t mean to add the heart

No no it’s okay!

I mean no one has really been this straight forward with me before lmao

But really, who is this?

That’s for me to know, and for

you to find out ;D

Ohh so that’s how u wanna be yeah?

Well tell me this, are u at least my age? cuz tbh I really don’t wanna be texting a pedo rn

HELPP NOO IM FROM YOUR

SCHOOL DW

And what exactly are your intentions? I don’t get why u won’t tell me who u are?

scared of rejection?? anddd i don’t

wanna get humiliated so staying

anonymous was the safest bet

lmaoo alr nw :D But tell me a bit about yourself, I’d like to get to know you a lil better since I’m guessing you know something about me?

hmmm this seems like a trick

NOOO I PROMISE IT’S NOT

You don’t have to tell me your name just give me some kind of hints you know?

Oo maybe like a guess who kind of game?

Wait that’s actually genius

Genius is my middle name bbg

BBG?? STOP???

JK JK

Okay but let’s make this into something like a bet

If I guess who you are by the end of next week I get a favor, and if you manage to stay anonymous for the entire time, I owe you a favor

Seems fair right?

yeah okay, well if you really wanna know

something about me then im in a few of

your classes

Wow that really narrowed down the list

Be happy I’m even telling you anything >:|

I GO TO CLASS WITH LIKE 20 DIFFERENT GIRLS

HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO GUESS WHO YOU

ARE IF THESE ARE THE HINTS YOU GIVE ???

who said I’m a girl ??

…

…

jk jk dw

OKAY OKAY

ANYWAYYY

I gtg, ttyl<3

Were gonna discuss that heart later

mister steal yo heart…

BLOCK

IM KIDDING YUJI STAWP TTYL<333

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You sigh as the conversation finally ends and the girls cheer since you managed to not completely embarrass yourself like they expected you to. You say your goodbyes and get ready for bed, going downstairs to eat a quick dinner before going right back to your bed. ‘Well today was not as productive as I wanted it to be, but at least I got to message Yuji so that’s a good thing.’ You think to yourself as you smile into your pillow and cuddle into the sheets. ‘Tommorow will be better.’

Classes went by quite quickly, heading to the lunch room to meet up with Nobara and Maki so you could involuntarily discuss last nights events. You notice Nobara at your usual seats outside, scrolling on her phone before noticing you and waving you over. “Hey ‘Bara! Ready for the sports event today?” She groaned, starting to complain so you sat down and giggled at her grumpy state. “Why would they think it’s a good idea to host a sports event? Nobody likes to sweat.” She stated and started to eat her lunch.

“Don’t know, I’m glad they decided i’d be helping around, showing people which way to run and all that business.” Nobara rolled her eyes, mumbling something before changing the subject.

“Soo how are you and Yuji?~” She giggled and urged you to talk. You thought for a second, knowing damn well you avoided his texts just a few hours ago. Sighing, you take out your phone and show her the texts, preparing yourself for a scolding. “Wow Y/N, you’re doing great with this ‘texting my crush’ thing!” She exclaimed sarcastically and hit you over the head. “Reply to him! Don’t worry N/N literally everyone is on their phone right now, he will have a hard time figuring out who you are, especially here.”

After a bit of convincing, you decide to text him back. It really was stupid leaving him on delivered for so long but who could blame you? That boy would be the death of you with his cute smile, cute remarks.. everything about him was just so mesmerising.

Yuji<33

good morning xx

did you sleep well?

am I getting ghosted rn

??? D:

heyy sorry I was a bit busy this morning

I slept pretty good, wbu? :D

lolll I was starting to get worried

I slept well :P

Soo what are you doing after school?

I’m attending the schools sports event!

Oh? And what are you gonna do?

I mean if you’re gonna help around or actually

participate in it?

I am NOT falling for that !!

AWW

AND I THOUGHT I’D TRICK YOU

D:<

You should work on your detective

skills :3

KYS

jk

that was a bit harsh

I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT </3

LOLL DWW

Well anyway, see you at the sports

event Yuji<3

Yeah yeah ‘see you’ you stalker >:[

Yours trulyy >:3

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“He definitely likes you!” Nobara exclaims and smiles from ear to ear, kicking her feet excitedly under the table. You chuckle softly at her behaviour, patting her back to try and calm her bursting energy before sighing. “That’s quite unlikely, he’s probably just curious about who I am.” You say as you packed up your lunchbox and walked to your next class; P.E.

“Well he definitely finds you interesting! He would’ve probably rejected you if he didn’t think you were the slightest bit of interesting last night!” She jumped up and down as she walked to the girls changing room and set her things down.

The teacher talked about the sports event, gathering all of the helpers in one group before speaking up. “L/N, Inumaki, Zen’in, Nishimiya, Itadori….” The teacher listed names of everyone like they weren’t right in front of him and finally told us our asigned jobs. “L/N and Itadori will be helping around during the relay race. Mostly just checking if people are running the right way and don’t get lost.” You lock eyes with Itadori who smiled at you and put up a peace sign, making you chuckle at the sweet boy.

You internally panicked, mentally noting to turn off your notifications for the whole day and not expose much about yourself if he decides to get curious.

Finally the class ended so you were all free to either go home to gather your things or stay to help with preparations. You chose the latter, going to change into something more sporty before heading out to help set up where the students would be running. The principal decided they would start running in front of the school, turn left to run beside the school, around the basketball court, and straight back to the front of the school to hand the ‘stick’ to their teammate so they could repeat it. There were 3 teams and in each team there were 5 students, some being guests so that was why you were tasked to guide them if they got lost. ‘This is going to be a long day.’

At 4:15pm, an hour later after classes finished for the day the event started, quite a lot of students showing up along with their families who would cheer them on. You saw a few familiar faces, Nobara of course, Maki, Yuta, Megumi who would be participating in some of the sports. You pitied them, not really wanting to run in this weather that much but it wasn’t really your choice to make. Yuji had joined you about 30 minutes ago, telling you he’d be by the basketball court while you would be close to the finish line where there were two turns, knowing that at least half of the guests would take a wrong turn. Yuji smiled at you from the basketball court, waving at you and yelling a ‘You okay?’ your way since you looked pretty exhausted. The sun was draining your energy but you gave him thumbs up and focused once you heard the principal speaking through the microphone.

“Good afternoon, everyone! Welcome to our annual sports day! Today is all about teamwork, effort, and having fun. To kick things off, we’re starting with the exciting relay race, where teamwork truly shines. Let’s cheer on our athletes as they give their best, and may the best team win! Good luck students, and let’s make today a memorable one!”

A loud whistle blew as the race began, the first 3 students running to try and grasp at the first place title. You notice only one familiar face, Megumi as he makes his way around the basketball court behind some girl you hadn’t seen on campus before.

“Come on Fushiguro! Kick their asses!” You yell and point towards the way they are all supposed to go, the last person just finishing running around the court before sprinting after everyone else. ‘Yeah that would definitely be my situation if I was to participate in this.’ You chuckle to yourself and refocus on your job as the next few people begin to come into view.

The race took about 15 minutes to complete and Megumis team had won first place even though Megumi was second during his lap which amazed you but of course you couldn’t let them go without congratulating them with a smile. “You all did great!” High fiving them before going to fetch yourself some water. You jog to the locker rooms, opening your locker and looking through your bag to see the tiniest bit of water. ‘Just my luck.’ You curse before walking to the small water fountain you had in the halls and filled up your bottle. The sound of someone’s footsteps echoed through the halls as the familiar pink haired boy ran into you. The water spilled on you as you hadn’t gotten the chance to close your water bottle. A groan escaped your lips as you fell right onto your behind, a panicked voice stuttering out apologies and helping you up.

“Hey, Itadori it’s fine.” You smile and try to get some of the water out of your shirt. “L/N I am so so sorry! I was in a rush and I didn’t notice you. I have a spare shirt you can borrow in my locker, come on.” He dragged you with him, not giving you the chance to respond as he opened his locker and shuffled through his things before throwing you a black shirt with some dark red patterns.

The smell of his cologne filled your nostrils as the shirt landed in your arms, a quick thank you escaping your lips before running off to the bathroom to get changed into it. Your cheeks felt warmer than usual as the shirt hung loosely around your figure, your knees feeling weak as you walked back to help with something the teacher asked of you, trying to push away any lovey dovey thoughts from your brain.

After the event had ended, you went home to finally relax your aching muscles after hours of running around campus. You took a quick shower and eyed the shirt Yuji had given you. It still smelled like him, giving you butterflies but you decide washing it would be best, not really wanting to give him a sweaty t-shirt. A message popped up on your screen; Yuji had texted you, the message making you drop everything to the floor; “Wanna call?”.

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[jasmineoolongtea]

hihiiii i hope ur doing amazing rn may i req megumi or yuji with a s/o who acts like jade west? you can make it hcs or a one shot idm

a/n: hiiiii anon i hope you're doing well too!! when you say a reader who acts like jade west (man victorious was a trip thinking back on it fdjfjhs) i assume that you're talking about her personality traits and etc so i hope i do your request justice for both of them ☆ ～('▽^人)

fushiguro megumi

okay, imagine you put two prickly hedgehogs with each other and that's kinda you and megumi's relationship

overall, you guys together exude a very intimidating atmosphere, especially with your shared affinity for wearing dark colours

gojo, yuji and nobara like to joke that you're the resident class emos (much to megumi's chagrin)

you and megumi are similar yet so different because it's like you're the more outspoken version of him in a way

like you and megumi have quite prickly personalities but it's just that you're much more willing to just blatantly push people away verbally

one thing megumi loves about is your rebellious spirit and he thinks that it's deeply admirable that you're so willing to push forward on your own way despite what cards you might have been given or what other people think you should do

both of you are petty people, just one of you is more vocal about it than the other, and this is awful for basically anyone who isn't the two of you but you two could honestly care less for the most part

megumi knows it's bad and that he probably should be better than this but he doesn't really do much to help de-escalate any conflicts you might find yourself in, rather he quietly cheers for you from the sidelines and even steps in to help you if you need it (it's his middle school past that's speaking to him through you)

he's the only person to truly understand you and your fears and insecurities which is part of the reason for why you're so possessive of him and megumi gets this so that's why he doesn't think it's reasonable to give you such a hard time about it

when it's just you and him behind closed doors, you're definitely much more open with your affections and self with him and he loves these quiet moments with you since he feels much more comfortable with expressing himself as well

no one believes that there could be anyone who could rival your sassiness but honestly, megumi could give you a run for your money with his own sassy off-handed comments (except for gojo, that poor man has had first-hand experience with megumi's sassy side from young)

megumi's always there to be your rock and bring you back down whenever your ego gets a bit too much or it just seems like everything is intent on making you angry or more annoyed and ticked off than usual

very few people are aware of this but you have a soft spot for kids and megumi is glad that he's able to witness this side of you

if your friends and all the people who knew you were to rank what they thought were unlikely combinations of things together, you and kids would definitely be somewhere high on that list. unless you were megumi since his opinion strongly differed from everyone else's stance. well, it also helped that he had insider knowledge on this one that everyone else lacked.

you and megumi were out on a date at an amusement park since you both won free tickets from a lucky draw, with you insisting that this was the only reason that you were here and totally not because of anything else, when you suddenly felt a tug coming from the bottom of your pants leg.

looking down to find the source of the sudden disturbance, you notice that two little hands are hanging onto the fabric of your pants for dear life as a small snot-nosed and teary-eyed girl, probably no older than the age of 6, tries her best to get your attention. you and megumi exchange a look of confusion and slight concern as you both wonder what could possibly be the cause of this young kid's distress.

you let of megumi's hand in order to kneel down to the girl's height as you quickly examine her in an attempt to find any obvious cuts or bruises that might need attention. when that angle fails, you decide to just outright ask her, "what's wrong little one?" compared to your usual tone of voice which is biting and aggressive, your question comes off much more careful and gentle as you try your best to offer her some comfort.

"c-can you help me?" the child chokes out, clearly trying her best to articulate her words despite her wobbly lip and red eyes that look like they're about to burst out in tears at any second.

you nod calmly at her, even offering her a small smile to encourage her to keep speaking. she visibly relaxes at your demeanour and tries to compose herself as she mumbles something under her breath, slightly too soft to the point where you're struggling to hear her.

"hmm? you've gotta speak up, sweetheart." you remark softly and she shys away slightly, as if embarrassed that you couldn't hear her. slowly reaching out to her, you gently take her much smaller hand in yours and give it a reassuring squeeze to nudge her to try again, just a little bit louder this time.

she uses her other free hand to wipe away the tears running down her pillowy cheeks before looking back at you with a renewed sense of determination. "c-can you help me find my parents? i-i think i lost them somewhere here."

"of course we can, hon." you reply and you stand up back to your usual height. you make an 'up' motion to her to ask if you can pick her up. she nods and you scoop her up in your arms as you introduce her to megumi, even getting her to laugh a little bit when he lets her play with his hair for a bit, before the two, or well three of you, make your way around the park in the search for her parents.

unbeknownst to you, while you were occupied with the little girl, you had a secret admirer in the form of megumi as he quietly watched on from the sidelines, unable to fight off a smile and look of fondness as he saw firsthand another side of you that only he and a few other people were privileged to find out about, something he deeply cherishes.

itadori yuji

okay total sunshine x grumpy dynamic or even black cat x golden retriever here

honestly, when people see you guys together out and about there's a lot of confusion from them about how you two even got together in the first place since you seem like such polar opposites

it was kinda a shock for megumi and nobara a bit as well at the beginning of your relationship but as time passed, they eventually began to see how you guys ultimately complement each other

you guys bond over your love for movies, specifically horror movies and surprisingly, you also enjoy watching human earthworm (but you make yuji swear to never reveal this to anyone as it's basically a guilty pleasure of yours)

one thing about you that yuji loves is your unapologetic confident attitude and how you never shy away from most things which is something he admires about you

he's also your no. 1 public defender, ready to come to your defence at any second (even if you might be in the wrong but that's for a very nice convo for only behind closed doors), and this forever warms your heart and helps to quell many of your insecurities

he makes it a point to always reassure you about your relationship since he knows how you can struggle with jealousy alongside the fact that you're scared of losing one of the few people who actually see you for who you are

you're used to people writing you off as one thing, even going so far as to do the complete opposite to spite them, but yuji sees past your initial front and knows how sensitive and hard-working you can be deep down

it's a known fact that you are not a fan of physical touch, even from your close friends, but yuji is the exception to this rule as he can just throw himself onto you at any time and you're completely fine with it (even fighting off a small smile which you swear is just a hallucination on their part)

yuji is one of the very few people able to calm you down when someone or something just ends up inevitably annoying you and puts you in a bad mood

like the effect he has on you is almost instantaneous that it gives whiplash to most people who are there to witness it

out of all the days that the universe chooses to ruin, of course, it has to be the day where you're just trying to enjoy a nice day out with your boyfriend, yuji.

you're sitting on a bench, waiting for yuji who went to buy you and him some drinks from the nearby vending machine, as you attempt to soak in the nice afternoon breeze when a random passerby suddenly bumps into your knees on their walk.

an accidental, or not-so-accidental, bump might have been kinda excusable if the other party had decided to make a deeply regretful apology but a scoff and mumbled 'whatever' was definitely not an apology in any sense of the word. it was as if they were trying to intentionally piss you off or something.

it would almost be an insult to you as a person if you were going to let this go and let it be water under the bridge or whatever other stupid saying they have for situations like this. you stand up from your seated position, arms crossed in front of your chest as you make your way towards the perpetrator.

"you want to say that to my face?" you ask, though your voice is more demanding than anything.

any retort that the other person might have thrown your way is instantly thrown out of the window when they notice your deadly expression and gaze, almost as if you're daring them to even say anything. they try to take a step back in an attempt to escape the situation but you don't let them have such an easy out as you take a step forward in return.

they meekly mumble something under their breath. you raise a brow at them. pathetic, you think to yourself, can't even have the guts to back themselves up.

but before you can get right in their face, a head of pink hair magically appears by your side from somewhere in your peripheral vision. there's a familiar weight on your shoulder as you quickly realise that it's yuji and it's like a switch has been flipped inside of you as you jump right into his arms, to which he happily returns your affection tenfolds.

the other person is simply left bewildered at your sudden change in attitude within the span of what feels like less than 5 seconds as their face is twisted into an almost comical look of confusion. you pay them no mind thought for now, simply relishing in the feeling of yuji's arms around your waist as he presses sporadic kisses around your face.

he stops for a moment to glance at the other person before looking back at you and asking "who's that?"

you brush off his question with ease. "no one important." you reply and yuji nods as if your answer is simply a fact.

a sigh escapes you as you glance sideways at the other person. "you're so lucky my boyfriend is here." you mutter pointedly at them, gritting your teeth whilst you do so. you mouth to them 'count your days', with an exaggerated knife to the throat motion to seal the deal, from over your shoulder as you and yuji walk away together, hand in hand.

[peeponastick]

Touch My Soul, Pt. 2

Domme!Reader x Virgin!Uchiha Itachi  

Word count: 3.6K

Rating: Explicit NSFW 18+ Minors DNI

cw/tw: fem!reader, porn w plot skip to the diamonds for smut you horndog, name calling? (Hidan being an asshole, calls Itachi crow boy lmaoaoao), sappy and romantic, pining?, one bed trope heheh, hand kink, scent kink?, dry humping, corruption kink, praise, exhibitionism, breast & nipple play, cum play, ball play, dirty talk, cursing, use of pet names (sweet boy, good boy, etc), masturbation, not super intense BDSM D/s dynamics (reader is def a switch), inexperience & virginity loss (Itachi, let me cook), multiple orgasms, creampie.

Synopsis: Part 2 of Touch My Soul, (Pt. 1 here). Itachi is just a lil' nervous baby. The more time he spends around you, the more he doesn’t know what to do with his growing feelings. When you find yourselves in an unexpected situation, you take the wheel, ruining him for anyone else.

I really appreciate the love I got on my first-ever smut（╹◡╹）♡ (Yuji fic here). Wanted to follow it up with another kinktober addition, featuring one of my other beloved anime men.

I’m on a subby men streak rn and no one can stop me!!! Hope y’all enjoyyy <3 <3 

It was late that night when you heard two gentle knocks on your door that made you jump, butterflies fluttering deep in your stomach knowing it was Itachi at your door. The rest of your fellow Akatuski members surely had gone to bed already, making it the safest time for the two of you to meet alone. 

You hurriedly grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, slipping into your light pink satin robe that deliciously slinked off your curves, pausing in front of your floor-length mirror to wonder if it was maybe too much before shaking off your anxious thoughts and rushing to answer the door. 

You swung the door open to see Itachi, brows arching in surprise to see you in such a different light. “I- uhh,” he stammered as his eyes betrayed him, trailing down and back up your figure to drink in the stunning display you unintentionally put on for him. His cheeks burned red as he realized how indecent you must’ve thought he was being.

“I-I’m sorry, is this not a good time?” He nervously scratched his head, eyes darting around anxiously in an attempt to not ogle you any more than he already had. You had to admit it was adorable, seeing someone who seemed so composed and mature acting like a nervous schoolboy. 

“No, no, come in!” a smile on your face that you were unable to stifle, “Sorry, it’s just those robes we have to wear all the time are so uncomfortable, I’m out of them the second I can be,” you laughed lightly. He followed you into the room, guiltily indulging in the sight of your body from behind. 

As you cleared some space on your bed, he stood observing and admiring all the little knick-knacks and oddities you had scattered around your room, his eyes setting on a small ceramic figurine of a cat.

You sat on your bed and pat the spot next to you, signaling him to sit. He hesitantly approached, “You, uh, sure you don’t mind me sitting on your bed?” a sheepish smile creeping across his face. A giggle burst out of you, realizing how things could be misinterpreted. 

You shook your head, “It’s not safe to talk here,” you reassured him in a hushed tone, “I’ll use my jutsu to transport us into my soulscape, where we can talk further.” Itachi’s nervous energy dissipated and he sat beside you on your soft bed. 

Once again, you weaved the hand signs of your special jutsu. This time, you took Itachi’s hands and placed them on your shoulders before touching your forehead to his. He did his best to ignore the rush of blood and tingling nerves he felt being close enough to smell the sweet scent radiating off your skin.

You both were transported into your soulscape, where Itachi began taking in his surroundings in awe. You stood in a field of wildflowers under a cotton candy-colored sunset, an early-rising crescent moon in the distant sky. The magnificent colors lit up his visual field as he processed all the information flooding his senses about who you were and all you’d been through. 

He turned to you, an enchanted look of admiration in his deep brown eyes that made your cheeks burn, feeling flustered with vulnerability. You had never shown anyone your soul before and having someone see into you with such love was a foreign concept.

You cleared your throat, preparing to explain the inner workings of the Akatsuki, the intel you’d gathered, and the plan you were preparing to enact now that you had the piece you’d been waiting for– an ally strong enough to help you carry out the downfall of the Akatsuki and Madara himself. 

After that night, you found yourselves in each other’s room to strategize quite often, mostly in the late hours. The snickers from the other Akatsuki members rumored the two of you had begun dating and were trying to hide it. 

One night when Itachi was leaving your bedroom, gently closing the door behind him, he turned to find Hidan standing menacingly against the wall wearing a look of disgust.

“You’re always scurrying out of her room in the middle of the night, huh crow boy,” he sneered.

Itachi’s eyes blazed crimson “And what business do you have lurking around her door?”

Hidan scoffed and walked off, muttering his hateful thoughts about the two of you.

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The more time Itachi and you spent in each other’s presence, the closer you became. Though you’d only known each other a short while, there was a mutual, deep understanding of one another’s souls.

He had never felt this way before, heartbeat nearly pounding out of his chest anytime you sat close, your hand accidentally brushing against him sending sparks through his body. Having to pull himself back down to earth every time he listened to you talk, getting lost in your sparkling eyes, every flutter of your full lashes hypnotizing him further. 

He had without a doubt fallen for you, almost certain the feeling was mutual. His perceptive eyes picking up every quick glance you stole at his lips, the way you blushed anytime his attention was a little too focused on you. 

He wanted more than anything to make his move, for you to be his, but all his years of being a high-ranking shinobi had never really allowed him time for relationships. How could he ask for something he had no idea how to do? And worse, he thought, someone as beautiful and amazing as you shouldn’t settle for someone like him. 

He knew you’d already seen him inside and out and accepted him fully, his sordid past somehow not making your opinion of him falter. But still, there was the matter of his inexperience, or rather, lack of any experience at all adding to his insecurity. 

On a night you had gone to his room, your planning and discussion went on longer than usual. Upon releasing your jutsu, Itachi stood up to find a paper he wanted to show you. You wearily sat on his bed, drained from casting your jutsu for so many hours. As he rummaged around his room, your eyelids grew heavier and heavier, body lightly swaying before you admitted defeat to your fatigue and laid yourself down on his bed, the sight of his back growing blurry as the comforting smell of his bedding pulled you in. 

He turned around to find you asleep, curled up with a sweet, peaceful expression spread across your face. He hummed affectionately, pulling the blanket over your worn-out body. He paused, staring at you for a moment, smiling to himself as he envisioned what it’d be like to have the gift of seeing this every night, before tossing a pillow on the floor for his makeshift bed. 

Your eyes blearily opened, “Whaa-what’re you doin’?” your voice croaked, still half asleep. 

His head tilted inquisitively, “I just, umm, figured I’d sleep on the floor so you can be comfortable,” he replied with a kind smile.

You outstretched your arms for him, drowsily shaking your head, “Noooo way, this is your bed,” you lilted in an almost child-like manner. His eyes grew wide, brain short-circuiting as he realized you were okay with him sleeping next to you. You impatiently waved your arms around, ushering him to come soon as sleep was calling your name. 

Itachi hesitantly approached, crawling into bed beside you trying to awkwardly maintain a respectful distance. You turned into his broad chest, nuzzling up to him with a faint smile on your face as you drifted back to sleep. His muscles tensed, heartbeat deafeningly pounding in his ears at being so close to you.

Focusing on his breathing his body eventually softened, looking down at you and feeling pure bliss. He had dreamt of this moment so many times, he couldn’t believe it was really happening. Wrapped up in the warm feelings, he soon followed you into sleep. 

Several hours later, Itachi woke to an unfamiliar stirring in his pants, tired eyes blinking with confusion at the pressure he felt repeatedly nudging his pelvis. His breath hitched as heat flushed his entire body at what he saw. 

You had flipped sides at some point in the night, your back now against Itachi’s chest as you pressed your ass into him over and over again, grinding against his growing bulge. You were dreaming, soft whimpers leaving you every time your hips connected with his in your unconscious state. He couldn’t help himself from wondering if you could be dreaming about him, ears ringing at every angelic sound you made. 

He fought with himself, feeling guilty for not waking you immediately, but he couldn’t help it, every rock of your hips into him sent divine pleasure rippling through his entire body, his cock becoming uncomfortably hard in his pants, even with such little stimulation. He closed his eyes, fully indulging in the moment for a few more seconds before he lightly tapped your arm. Noticing, in his heightened arousal, how soft your skin felt under his fingertips, how the heat of your sleeping body projected your intoxicating scent.

You were deep asleep, unresponsive to his gentle touch. He took a deep breath, collecting himself before he tried again, this time tapping a little harder, “Y/n, hey. Wake up y/n,” his deep, gravelly voice rasped in your ear. Your eyes opened slowly, “Hmmm? ‘tachi?” your sleepy voice squeaked, “Wass goin’ on?” you rolled back against him, looking up at his flushed face with confusion. 

Your mind shot awake, finally processing what an intimate position the two of you were in, “Oh shit! I’m sorr–,” a small gasp left your lips as you noticed his eyes dark with lust, feeling the growing bulge between his legs pressed up against your ass, “Fuck.”

Heat bloomed across your cheeks, suddenly overcome with heady arousal, the masculine and fresh scent of his skin and bedding sending pulsing shocks to your clit. A gentle moan slipped past your lips as you slowly resumed grinding your hips against him. 

He breathed deeply, his nimble hand acting on its own, trailing down the curves of your body to grab onto your hip, “C-Can I touch you here?” his voice hoarse with arousal.

“Uh-huhh,” you breathily moaned. 

His hand needily latched onto your hip, pulling you in closer, both of you feeling a magnetic pull between your cores. You rolled your hips together, the pace quickening as you began losing yourselves in the intensity of the moment. 

His breath fanning the shell of your ear from behind, you drank in the sounds of his gentle gasps and moans, breath growing ragged at the overwhelming pleasure he felt. His vision going hazy, he tucked his head into the crook of your neck as he began humping you frantically, his carnal senses controlling him. His large hand gripping you bruisingly, a strained moan dragged out of his chest as his orgasm suddenly exploded out of him, coating the inside of his pants with copious amounts of cum. 

You smiled sinfully, turning over to face him but he avoided eye contact, his cheeks burning bright red as he tried to catch his breath. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t believe I–,” his brows furrowing with embarrassment, “I’ve just never done anything like this,” he quietly admitted, innocent eyes anxiously scanning yours. 

A switch flipped in you. 

You hummed, tenderly stroking his warm cheek with your hand as your eyes fell to his lips. You smiled affectionately, “I know, sweet boy,” slowly bringing your plump lips to his, pausing a breath away, smile tinging with deviance as you looked deep into his eyes, “just watch me," you whispered against his mouth before pressing your lips to his. His lips parted with a shaky moan, kissing you back hungrily. 

Rolling onto your back, you began tracing the hills and valleys of your curves with your hands, stopping to indulgently squeeze your breasts, massaging your hard nipples. He swallowed hard, his sharingan eyes watching your every move, burning the moment into his memory.

Your hand snaked its way under your shorts, fingers dipping into the wet heat between your thighs, letting out a soft moan as you ran a finger over your swollen clit. You looked into his eyes, biting your lip as you began pleasuring yourself. 

He moved his hand to gently brush a stray hair out of your face, wanting to have a clear view of your features twisting with pleasure. Your head turned to catch his fingers along your open mouth. You wrapped your lips around his thumb, sucking on it as you looked up at him wantonly, eliciting a deep groan from his chest. You released your lips with a pop as he began messing your pout with his thumb, relishing in the sensation of your luscious lips beneath his fingertip.

He looked at you, eyes glazed over with lust, before passionately cupping your face and kissing you deeply as you continued playing with your pussy, thighs shaking and body tingling with heat as you rubbed firm circles around your clit.

Itachi was devouring you with his eyes, your body and mind buzzing with electric arousal at being watched so intently. 

“You can touch me, it’s okay,” you purred between breathy moans, reading his mind. You grasped his hand, guiding it up under your shirt to cup your full breast, “Like this.”

A whimper left Itachi’s lips as his warm palm connected with the delicate skin of your breast, exploring your body with fervid curiosity. Squeezing the plush flesh and ghosting his fingertips over your nipples, you moaned in delight. 

You began feeling the sizzling electricity of your building orgasm, fingers rubbing faster and tighter circles around your pulsating clit. Waves of white-hot pleasure washing over you as you rocketed into your climax, the feeling of Itachi's clothed cock, hard and eager for you again, needily pressing into you sending you over the edge. 

You collapsed with a pleased smile, taking a moment to catch your breath before sitting up unexpectedly, motivated and ready for more pleasure. “Itachi– off, please,” you demanded, needily tugging at the waistband of his black sweatpants. He hurriedly lifted his hips to pull them down, fumbling as he tried to yank it off his leg not wanting to delay a second longer, then grabbing the back of his black t-shirt’s collar to pull it over his head.

His length stood fully erect, no longer restrained by his pants. His body was heavenly, like a carved-marble depiction of a god. Pale skin covering his chiseled, lean muscles, marred with battle scars. His cock was so pretty, the perfect length and girth for a delicious stretch, bulging veins dancing along the sides, messy with sticky, white cum from his previous orgasm, and throbbing with need.

“Fuuckkk, you’re so big baby,” you licked your lips, mesmerized by the sight as you wrapped your hand around his length and began stroking his cock, using his cum as lube. 

His body heaved at the sensation, a choked whine leaving his lips. He let out a small gasp as you thumbed his glistening slit, “Such a pretty cock,” you cooed, dropping your other hand to massage his heavy balls. His eyes rolled back momentarily in ecstasy, he could cum again just from the way you spoke to him. 

You brought your hand up to lick his cum off before crawling over him, breasts brushing against his lean chest, hips arched seductively. Itachi laid there panting, so overwhelmed with arousal he couldn’t do anything but let out needy moans as his wildest fantasy unfurled in front of him. You lightly dragged your lips along the ridge of his ear, breathing lightly against it before kissing the tip of his earlobe.

“Mmmh please let me feel you inside me baby, pleeeease?” you moaned against his skin, kissing along his sharp jaw and down his neck, “Don’t you wanna know how good my wet pussy feels wrapped around your cock?”

A shuddering moan left his chest at your provocative words. You looked up at him, siren eyes hypnotizing him. He nodded enthusiastically with a dazed expression, pupils blown wide with lust, completely drunk on arousal– mind floating out of his body.

“Y-Yes, pl-pleasee,” he hiccuped, struggling to process that this was happening to him in real life. 

“Hmmm good boy,” a devilish smile on your face, “just lay back and let me make you feel good, okayy baby?” 

You got off him, standing up and turning around to teasingly pull your shorts down, giving him a front-row seat as you bent over seductively, sliding them off at a torturous pace, exposing your lace-covered pussy from behind, a sweet little whimper leaving his lips as he saw the wet spot from your orgasm. Pulling off your shirt to reveal a matching bra, his brain malfunctioned at how exquisite you looked. 

You then began languidly pulling your panties down, revealing your decadent pussy to his eyes. “Ooohh my–" he gasped, "oh my god,” feeling the pulse in his erection as it twitched with desire. You flashed him a confident smile, fingertips dragging up and down the curves of your body, feeling his dark eyes on you, memorizing every touch and squeeze.

Seeing his eager cock, precum leaking from his tip and dribbling down his shaft, you licked your lips, pussy fluttering in excitement at the thought of being stretched by him. Crawling on top of him like a feline stalking her prey, you drank in the sensual power you felt as you locked eyes with him. 

You captured his lips in a sweet kiss, “Ready sweet boy?” you confirmed. He was more than ready for you, breathlessly watching your every move in anticipation of what came next. Your juicy pussy hovered just above the head of his cock, so close his sensitive tip could feel the heat radiating from between your thighs. He hazily nodded, head foggy with such unimaginable lust and desire he didn’t know was possible to experience.

You slowly began sinking down on his cock, both of you releasing depraved moans, delighting in the heavenly sensation of his thick cock sliding into the hilt, burying deep in your soaking wet pussy. Your hands splayed on his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall as he experienced the sinfully wet heat of your pussy for the first time. 

“Fuuuuckkk y/n, oh my god!” he cried out, he gripped the sheets with white knuckles. You gave him a moment, a sultry twinkle in your eye seeing him squirm in unbearable pleasure beneath you. 

You began riding him, the tight walls of your pussy squeezing his engorged cock as you slid him in and out, strained moans leaving his chest. You reached down to grab his hands, bringing them up to place on your waist as you bounced up and down on his dick. 

“How does that feel baby, hmm?” your voice pouring out of you like honey. He winced in unbearable pleasure, “S-So, fuck–” struggling to respond between panting moans, “sooo f-fucking good” he sobbed.

Everything was too much, too good– the unbelievably gorgeous sight of you on top of him, breasts bouncing, the way your tight pussy was milking his inexperienced cock. Heat pooled in his lower abdomen as the pressure at the base of his cock began rapidly rising. 

He looked up at you, eyes flashing with anxiety. He was too enmeshed in the moment to find the words, but he knew he was going to cum quick. Sensing his urgency, feeling his cock twitch inside you, you leaned down to kiss him.

“Want you to cum inside me,” you purred against his lips, “want you to fill my pussy up, pleasee.” Your words rattled around his brain, the tether binding him to reality snapping. 

Every fiber lit aflame with pure ecstasy, his mind went blank– only a singular motive, his primal need to release himself inside you. 

His arms flexed as he wrapped them around you, pulling you in closer to his chest, fingertips digging into your skin as he began pounding your pussy from below. Sounds of two feral animals ravishing each other echoed off the walls as you simultaneously reached climax, his thrusts growing sloppy as he stuttered his hips up into you. 

Obeying your command, he plunged his length into you as deep as he could, strangled moans reverberating in his chest, cock spasming as he began pumping ropes of his thick, hot cum into your pussy in amounts he had no idea he was capable of producing. 

“Oof-fuckkk!” you mewled, “Feel so full, such a good boy,” you praised, your hand pressing above his cock, near the point where the two of you were fused as one. You rubbed his lower abdomen, tossing your head back in pleasure at the erotic sensation of being stuffed so full of his cock and cum, overwhelming warmth spreading through your core. He whimpered at your words, cock quivering as your pussy clenched around him, not yet wanting to unsheathe his sensitive length. 

You collapsed against his solid chest, both of you sweaty, panting messes holding each other in a loving embrace, completely drained from cumming multiple times. He closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face as he ran his fingertips soothingly up and down your back as you pressed kisses to where your lips met his skin. 

“That. was. amazing.” his smooth voice blurted, his ability to form coherent sentences returning to him, “Thank you so much,” he leaned his head down to press a meaningful kiss to your forehead. You giggled, endorphins flushing your system making you feel giddy with love, you could stay like this with him forever.

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If you read this far, thank you so muuuuch I luvv you!! ♡♡♡

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drunk megumi kissing you like there's no tomorrow. (no smut please!!!)

so like, everyone here is aged up to 18+. yuji and nobara wanted to see how megumi reacts when he gets drunk. they purposefully mix alcohol to one of his cold drink. he drinks it, goes to my dorm and then.... yeah..... it is up to you now.

ummm, maybeee you could make him pin me to the wall or my bed UGH!! JUST MAKE IT HOT!! A HOT MAKE-OUT SESSION!!!!

and ofc, write this only if you're comfortable enough.

thank you in advanceeeee!! <3333333333

Ask and you shall receive. Also its mostly unedited but I wanted to get this done for you ASAP. Hope its what you had in mind-ish? There is no smut and I tried to get it as hot as possible in my mind rn. Hope you enjoy!

BTW ur my first request so...congrats?

DrunkMegumi! And his over due confession.

Word count: 1398

TW: I guess you technically drugged Megumi?

Is he really dead on the inside? (Drunk Megumi confession)

Yes all characters are aged up to 20 and there is not a hint of smut. Just uh…Hotness.

Being a sorcerer is many things. It's a sacrifice of giving up on desires like love. And it's also years and years and yearssss of built up stress. 

Everyone gets stressed right? Between Yuji and Nobora, Megumi only has two moods. Kill and annoyance. 

Knowing that there had to be more to their reserved friend they both tried to come up with a plan on their assigned mission together. Anything that would bring out this ‘Hidden side’ of Megumi.

“What if we put him on a really fast roller coaster” Yuji said

“What are you, 15? No one goes to those amusement parks any more moron.” Nobora said her eyes twitching from all the ideas they have come up with. Nothing on their list would seem to work on Megumi. He was to ‘Dead on the inside’

“Wait. we’re not 15 any more” Yuji said his eyes brightening with an idea

“Yeah, so spit it out.” Nobora said on the verge of punching Yuji square in the face.

“Megumi's 20th birthday is next week…”

Nobora stops walking, sensing that Yuji might actually be onto something.

“What if we…mess up his drink, ya know, maybe hand him the wrong cup”

“YOU IDIOT, YOU'RE RIGHT” Nobora yelled slamming her fist into her palm. Of course whether this was the ‘right thing to do’ was completely thrown out the window, when you were as desperate as them nothing mattered anymore.

Buzzz

Your phone rang in your pocket.

“It's Yuji. You said looking at the contact name then at Megumi.”

He sighed in annoyance but you knew he really meant that you should pick up. So with a swift hair flick to the side you put the phone to your ear. 

“Yuji, are you okay? Is Nobora alright?” You asked

“Y/N you gotta help us. It's about Megumi's birthday, we have a plan but we need you to do it because there's no way Megumi is going to trust us.”

Alarm bells are going off in your head because whatever those two have come up with can't be good, especially when Megumi is the target. You turn away from Megumi before responding.

“Look you two I don't know what you planned but it can’t be good. ”

“No, no wait” Yuji said, interrupting you.

“Don’t you wanna see Fushiguro tipsy?”

You paused. You've never seen Megumi drink, let alone anywhere near drunk.

“How do you suggest we do that?” you asked.

“Happy birthday to Megumiiiiiiiii, happy birthday to youuuuu”

“Alright cut it out already” He maybe 20 but he still acts like the 15 year old Megumi.

You start serving the cake while Yuji is silently escaping to the kitchen with the big bowl of punch he made with a secret ingredient and Nobora hands over some gifts to Megumi while he doesn't suspect a thing. 

You don't know why but your heart is racing. Maybe because you're nervous to see Megumi drunk, or that he would catch on before the plan was even in action. Or maybe the fact he was staring at you the whole time.

Probably that last one.

Its no secret you and Megumi got close over the years but it seemed like you were close enough to go to the next level he would pull away and you guys would go back to square one. Well after years of this happening you eventually learned that you’d never be more than friends. So that's how it stayed. But on those rare occasions that Megumi would make you feel nervous, he would really make you feel butterflies.

Yuji comes back into the room with the bowl of ‘punch’ handing out cups to everyone. When he gave one to Megumi, he could see Megumi's hesitation.

“What's the matter, Fushiguro? You don't like it? That's sad because Y/N made it for your birthday especially.”

You whipped your head around. Now you understood why Nobora and Yuji needed you to execute the plan.

“There's nothing weird in there if you were concerned, go on tell him Y/N” Nobora said, giving you the ‘go along with it’ look.

“Yeah…Its just tropical fruit juice and sprite ‘n whatever you mumbled the last bit not even knowing what the punch really was”

Megumi looked at you and the cup.

“No it’s just-I thought I had a bug in mine” he said before downing the whole cup.

That's how it was most of the night. He just kept drinking and drinking without a change.

“Maybe he has a high alcohol tolerance?” Yuji texed Nobora, clearly losing his excitement.

“Maybe you didn't put enough alcohol in” she was clearly annoyed that Megumi seemed to have no reaction so while Megumi left for whatever he left for, she snuck a whole nother bottle of alcohol in.

“Guys don’t you think this is going too far?” You asked, getting tired as it reached 10:00. You had missions in the morning you didn't want to keep being tired.

“Maybe your right” Yuji sighed

“This might all be a wasted effort”

“Where is Megumi anyways?” Nobora asked. You guys haven't heard from him in the past 10 minutes.

So you all snuck into Megumi's room to see him passed out on the floor.

“There's the reaction you were looking for” You said

Disappointed, Yuji and Nobora Help you put him on his bed and head to his door. 

“Good night guys” you said

“Aren't you coming?”

“I’ll do a quick clean up and then leave” You said with a yawn evident in your voice. 

“God I dont get why Megumi didn’t wife you up at all” Nobora sighed before walking out the door after Yuji shutting the door behind her.

“I thought about it, '' Megumi said, suddenly appearing behind you making you jump, not expecting his presence.

“Megumi?!”

His words were slightly slurred and his footsteps were slow. He was drunk.

“Uh umm I was going to do a quick clean up then leave but I can leave now if you want-” You said not knowing what Megumi was on about.

Suddenly you felt strong hands push you onto the door.

“Megumi?” you said, your face heating up.

“Megumi, you're drunk…you're not thinking straight right now, just go to sleep and drink water in the morning.”

“Do you care about me?”

You paused. Yes you wanted to say. For years since school and still now.

“Why would you ask that?” you asked turning your head to the side to avoid his gaze.

“You never dated another guy in the time ive known you…I…I took your life from you because I wanted you.” he mumbled. He sounded sorry like he really robbed you of your life, but honestly it was the opposite.

“Your right, i didn't date another guy because i did care about you, I still do and-”

Before you even finished you felt something soft on your exposed neck.

“MEGUMI?!” you squealed in sheer shock and surprise.

“‘M sorry, I was scared I would lose you if I became too attached , ya know? But 'm older now and i can’t keep living like this.” he said in between breaths

“‘N I just…I can’t”

He pulled away just to lift you off the ground bridal style to his room. He walked in and placed you on the bed and collapsing right next to you arm slung around your waist.

“Look Megumi, I said you were drunk okay? You just need to sleep” you got ip to leave before his hand caught your arm and pulled you back down.

“I'm sorry” he mumbled before holding the back of your head and giving you the most alcoholic kiss ever. Even if you tried you knew you couldn't pull away. You felt hot tears on your cheek. The guilt he felt for not doing this sooner, for making you wait, for making himself wait. His lips pulled away and trailed down your neck and shoulders. He pulled you closer. 

“Best birthday present ever” He said before going back to your lips.

THANK YOU FOR READING ♡

BONUS: “Man, I really wanted to see him confess or somethin’” Yuji said while walking back to his dorm with Nobora.

“Yeah I guess that guy really is dead on the inside '' she sighed disappointed.

AUTHORS NOTE: It's 1:30 rn but I really wanted to write this so its mostly un-edited. Sorry. AND REBLOGS ARE WELCOMED as per usual. :) Gn everyoneee.