#Yuji is holding his stomach and crying

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Hear me out. Yuji would love Chowder

[tojiphile]

thinking about big boys who make it fit. you try to protest, fidget and squirm out of his calloused hands but he grips your waist firmly, pulling you back towards him.

“my darling girl,” he coos, “don’t you trust me?” he brushes a stray hair out of your face, wiping the tears streamed down furiously, your eyes squeezed shut. he laughs and presses a large hand to your stomach, “you’ll be a good girl for daddy, won’t you?”

through sobs, you find the strength to nod as he aligns himself at your entrance. he uses his thick fingers to spread your soaking cunt, the other hand guiding himself in slowly. “that’s it baby, you got this.” his fat cock inches his way in, and you feel the stretch, clenching down on him, shaking your head as if in a trance. he shushes you, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead. “relax, it’ll hurt less.”

you heed his words and release the tension in your stomach. he audibly sighs as he continues pushing his way into you, causing you to whimper until the tip of his dick has pressed up against your cervix. satisfied, he traces the outline his cock is leaving in your tummy, giving it a squeeze as you barely get out the words, “so- full!” he laughs and grips your waist, pulling you off his cock and making you gasp at the sudden movement. before you have time to protest, he’s slamming himself into you again, the lewd sound of his balls slapping against your ass and both your groans fill the room. your cries of pain seem to only spur him on as he continues thrusting into you harshly.

“look at me,” he pants, “look at me while i fuck you silly.” you open your eyes only to meet his, then quickly shutting them in embarrassment. he laughs, “look at my sweet, darling girl, being fucked like the whore she is.” you whine in response but release a gasp when his fingers find your swollen clit, rubbing in quick circles and forcing your stomach to clench up. “don’t cum yet, my darling, hold it there, wait for me.”

you try your best to not cum, squirming from both the pain of him bottoming out and the pleasure from him toying with your sensitive bud. “i’m close baby, just say my name. say my name.” he can’t tell if you’re obedient, or just too fucked out to do anything but obey but when you cry out “daddy!” it’s all over for him.

“now.” he presses the bulge in your stomach down and you can feel the orgasmic joy washing over you like blinding lights, your body shaking, absolutely overwhelmed by him. he fucks you like a man in heat, bottomming out as he reaches his peak, gripping you hard. you can feel the warmth of his cum spreading in your cunt as he collapses on you, kissing your cheek.

TOJI FUSHIGURO, gojo satoru, geto suguru, TODO AOI, bokuto kotaru, TERUSHIMA YUJI, kaeya, ARATAKI ITTO, childe

[nisuna]

I'm baaackk ha ha ㅠㅠ I just got really inspired soo...here we go!

my first multi-jjk men-mega-drabble huhuhu

I didn't include their names specifically in each drabble in case you want to think of someone else maybe :^) these are just some of my headcannons!

puuuuhh I usually write all of my stuff in one sitting, but I actually wrote this over the span of a few days the brain juices were flowing I really got into it, they turned out way longer than I anticipated, but anyway without further ado hope you enjoy

-characters aged up as needed we know the drill-

TW: dacryphilia, degradation, name calling/pet names, bitch, slut, good girl, honey, sweetheart, babe, baby, blowjob, a smidge of angst, comfort, impact play, oral m&f receiving, doggy, mating press, multiple positions, riding, missionary, choking, safe words, overstimulation, lmk if I forgot anything!!

♡featuring: toji, geto, gojo, choso, nanami, yuji, megumi♡

♡masterlist♡

----------------strictly 18+; MDNI------------------

JJk Men making you cry during Sex

fushiguro toji

"Dumb bitch, can't even suck my cock right.", he scoffed and pulled your hair even tighter.

Endure it. Whats up with you today you're usually so into this, but today his words were hitting too close to home. You could feel tears gather and saliva drip onto your sore thighs.

"Damn are you crying? Are you serious?", he laughed. "Does sucking my cock get you off so much? Here take this."

He pulls your face flush against his stomach, with too much force making you gag and shut your eyes.

You tapped his thighs three times ending it with a scratch, your safe word.

"Oh fuck I-"

He cussed before you let out a deep sob covering your face with your shaking hands. You felt so embarassed, runny nose and saliva dripping down your chin.

"Shit, come here." he reached out to you, but you pulled away as soon as his fingers grazed your shoulders. your throat was burning, voice hoarse while you continued crying.

"Y/N."

Hearing your name snapped you out of your distraught state, finally looking at him. He was sitting across from you, one arm spread out while the other was patting his lap signalling for you to come and sit on it. You took a few deep breaths, wiping your face and finally allowing yourself to fall in his embrace.

"Was that too much?"

"I've just been really stressed lately, I thought this would take my mind off of things but i guess I made it worse.", you sighed.

You distracted yourself with playing with his rough palm and thick finders while he continued.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I dunno...", you trailed off when he interlocked your fingers

"Hey, look at me.", he pulled your chin up. "I know I'm usually pretty mean and strict, but I'm not a monster, you know. You can tell me stuff like that. I don't mind vanilla once in a while.", he smirked down at you

"Pft!", was what left your mouth before you elbowed him. "That's good to know. I just didn't want to look weak and sensitive in front of you..."

"That's nothing new you know? I know that in comparison to me you're way- OW"

"Alright, alright mister that's enough. You've cheered me up, don't push it.", you grimaced while pulling his cheeks.

"Yesh, ma'am.", he grinned,bringing his hand to his forehead in a salute.

You let out a sigh. "Just shut up and hold me a bit more.... ", you said while nuzzling your face in his neck

He didn't say another word and just kissed the top of your head, wrapping his strong arms around you.

You got to see a new side to your boyfriend today and it wasn't half bad. You could get used to this soft and caring persona of his.

geto suguru

He's been going at it for what feels like hours. He has eaten you out in every position imaginable. From face sitting to eating you out fron the back he's done it all today. But right now he had you spread out on the bed with your legs draped over his broad shoulders. The way his eyes were eating you up, had you constantly squirm away. The hand that was splayed over your tummy kept you in place, however. Between thrusting his fingers he kept littering your sensitive thighs with bites and sucks.

You were huffing his name, hair sticking to your sweaty forehead. You looked incredibly attractive to him, the way you were offering your whole body to him. He was getting off to that as much as you were getting off on his tongue and fingers.

Each orgasm that washed over you felt more intense than the previous one. As you were nearing the nth one this night you began smooshing your cunt into his face more aggressively and pulling his hair making him groan. Your squishy thighs felt heavenly around his head and he thought that getting smothered to death would be a fine way to go.

You were starting to sob, tears collecting at your cheeks, making him look up at you. When he was about to pull away and ask if you were okay you pulled him back against you.

"I said don't stop fuuuck!", you whined.

Eyes teary lips bitten swollen, you looked so messy and he knew that making you cry was his new kink. So he just smirked, licked his lips and finger fucked you through another orgasm.

"Fuck fuck fuck!!", your eyes shot open.

When he pulled away he grinned with his tongue sticking out. "Don't worry, we'll he here all night, sweetheart. Cum as much as you want.", he whispered biting along your thigh and kissing your ankle.

gojo satoru

When you first suggested role play he was oddly enthusiastic about it. He became hesitant when you mentioned spanking.

"Wait, babe, are you sure about that?"

"I can take it, you're not that strong.", you rolled your eyes. "And be as nasty and mean as you can. You can do that for me right, big boy?"

"Don't come crying to me later, missy."

The start was good you were taking your punishment well. He was pounding away from behind, pulling your hair in between mean spanks to your reddening cheeks. You were challenging him between every thrust and spank. He was getting ded up with you but tried to stay composed.

"That's all you got?", you mocked. Now he's had it, So he started hitting your thighs and going inwards.

"Wait hold on what are you-? Ah-", you yelped shortly after earning yourself a mean slap to your pussy for all the mockery.

"What's up princess? All that big talk just to look this pathetic.", his words were getting to you way more than you had expected.

"We din't talk about this, asshole ow-", you tried to stay strong.

"Just shut up and take it."

Those words broke the dam and your tears came spilling from your eyes and onto the pillows beneath you. At first he didn't realise those were bad tears as he teased you, "You cryin? C'mon big girls dont cry,? he thought it was part of your role play so he landed another harsh slap on your ass cheek, it stung and you lost it.

"STOP fuck no more...please. I get it. I give up."

"Babe are you alright? Shit. Hey, hey, c'mere.", he turned you around, holding you up by the waist.

As he was wiping away your tears he spoke, "Now that we know you can't handle much. How about a safe word for the future? Maybe purple, hm?"

You didn't like his tone so you pulled his ear

"Aaahhh purple purple", he giggled.

"No, it'll lose meaning if you just say it like that. And just so you know, I'm not weak, you're just way too strong.", you shot him a glare.

"Sorry sorry.", he put his arms up in defeat. After a few soft kisses and hugs he spoke up again.

"Have you calmed down? Wanna go again?", he dared to ask wiggling his eyebrows, which only earned him a slap across his chest

"PURPLE!" he panicked.

"SHUT UP!!!"

choso kamo

From the first time he got to hug you he became painfully aware of the obvious size difference between the two of you. And since then he became deathly afraid of accidentally hurting you. He always tried to controll his strength around you, especially during sex when he bends you however he pleases and pushed you into positions you didn't know you could assume.

He was a gentle giant, however, so imagine his shock when you suggested that he should hurt you on purpose. You know, be a little mean play rough.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Pleeaasee, I know you're always holding back I wanna know how strong you really are.", you purred, sliding a finger across his clothed chest.

"I can't be mean to you.", he dead panned.

"Why not? You're mean to people all the time.", you blinked up at him.

Well, I actually care about you.", he thought to himself but soon gave in to your begging.

Fine, I'll try. But tell me if it gets too much.

"Yaay!! Thanks.", you stood on your tippie toes to peck his cheek.

That's how you found yourself riding him like there was no tomorrow. His cock was hitting you so deliciously deep you were starting to lose your mind. The slaps you asked to give you across your face were lighter than you'd like but beggars can't be choosers. And when he first spanked you, you could feel tears sting your eyes.

He took notice and slowed down his pace.

"Nooo mmh I like it, please, you shook your head, desperately rolling your hips into him.

"Baby look at me? You're crying!! Does it hurt, let's stop, c'mon."

"No not at all, i love it...it feel so ah good. I can feel you all the way up here. Mmh don't stop.", you mewled while pulling his hand to press against your tummy.

Fuck the sight of your pink cheeks and teary eyes did turn him on. It was making him crazy actually.

"Fuck, you have to take responsibility for being so fucking hot.", he growled and you received your long awaited hard spanks.

"Yes, hit me some more, please<3", he swore he saw hearts in your eyes. "Be mean, call me names."

"You slut...", he tried and that had your toes curl and eyes roll back

"Yeah, I'm your fucking slut, just for you. Give it to me more.", you pulled his hand to your mouth to suck on his thick fingers. After placing them on your tits he gave tem a few pinches before grabbing handfulls of your ass. Meanwhile you pressed your chest against his face, essentially drowning him in your swollen tits. You swore you came one step closer to heaven with each thrust against your cervix.

nanami kento

You were currently folded in half with your husband thrusting away at your cunt. You two were practically sticking to each other at this point. He lifted your hips up, putting your feet on his shoulders and holding your legs in place with a strong arm. The new angle made you see stars. After a few thrusts he brought his thick fingers to your swollen clit. The speed of his hips was brutal and the circles he was rubbing with his fingers felt almost painful.

"Wait if you keep that up I'm gonna- oh fuck", you gasped eyes blown wide open.

"Well, that's the whole point honey.", he mused kissing your ankle.

As he continued his ministrations you came with a loud sob, shaking when he kept playing with your clit.

"Shit, no more pleaseee", you tried grabbing his hand, tears collecting at the corners of your eyes.

He only stopped when he saw you cover your face with shaky hands. That was when he finally set your legs down and kissed your hands

"Hey, don't hide. Look at me."

"N-no, I don't want you to see me in such a pathetic state", you cried and tried to squirm away from his burning gaze.

You heard a low chuckle rumble through his chest before he grabbed your hands with one of his, pinning them above your head. He leaned down and caught your lips in a hungry kiss.

"How could you ever look pathetic to me. Do you understand how perfect you look beneath me, hm?" I know that you want to go again.", he mused kissing away your tears abd letting go of your hands.

You gave him a weak nod, slinging your arms around his neck and pulling him close.

"Don't worry. This time I'll make you feel even better.", he whispered against your neck before starting to roll his hips into you once more.

itadori yuji

Earlier he was boasting to you that he has been researching how to choke someone the right way. And at first it felt just right, but once he got more and more into snapping his hips into you, low groans leaving his lips, his grip changed. Instead of light pressure that was making your head spin just right, he was almost completely cutting off your airway now.

You tried to adjust in his grip in between high pitched moans and mewls leaving your mouth at how he bullied himself inside you. But to no avail, he just added a second hand. Once you were getting dizzy you tried to mutter your safe word.

"Pine-"

"Pain? You like that, huh? Wow baby I don't now you were such a masochist."

He squeezed you even harder. Your eyes shot open, tears spilling out as you clawed at this firm hand around your neck. You could barely talk.

"PINEAPPLE!", you finally managed to shriek.

His hips immediately came to a halt, pulling out and detaching his huge palms from your neck. he could clearly see the red fingerprints he left behind

"Baby! My god, I'm so sorry are you okay-?"

A loud cough left your mouth, shutting him up. You took a few deep breaths, panic written all over your face and you tried to smooth over the sore area. At first you didn't even notice the tears that kept falling from your eyes, you were to focused to catch your breath again.

He was shocked and so disappointed in himself. He actually hurt you even after all his research.

When you continued to rub your neck, small "ows" left your mouth and that snapped him out of it. He laid down and reached his arms out. you immediately fell into his embrace.

"Sh sh its okay you're safe I'm so sorry", he reassured while gently stroking your hair. You were still shaking but your breathing soon evened out. Your ear was pressed against his chest and you could hear his heart hammering like crazy. A stark contrast to his composed, soothing voice. Must've been shocking to him as well, you thought to yourself before speaking up.

"Yes I'm fine, thank you.", you looked up and pecked his lips.

"Let's never do this again.", he mumbled while squeezing you flush against him.

"No, I did like it at first. You just have to be more careful next time. And please just stick to one hand. One is plenty, you're too strong for your own good.", you chuckled while rubbing your nose against his.

He just hummed and kissed your forehead.

"C'mon, let's get you cleaned up.", he said while sitting up pulling you with him. Before he stood up he grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles with a soft smile on his face.

fushiguro megumi

You've been dating for a few months now, but the furthest you have gone was a few gentle pecks and light groping. Each time you wanted to take things further, he found an excuse. Until the day came that he invited you over to his.

You were sat on his lap on his bed across while he licked at lour neck and groped your tits. His cock was hitting your cervix with every squirm of your hips. He told you to stay still but it was growing increasingly difficult with each teasing motion.

It was when he moved one of his hands from your breast down to between your legs, that you felt tears swell up.

"What's wrong? You don't like it?"

"No, I love it. It's just I've liked you so much for such a long time. I'm just so happy right now, so don't mind me.", you mumbled, squeezing your eyes together.

"You're so wet for me baby. Do my fingers feel that good hm? Just look at yourself in the mirror."

"Mmh noo it's embarassing", you whined as his fingers sped up.

"Do it for me. Now."

How could you say no to him, when he spoke with that tone and with how his fingers were working wonders. So you reluctantly opened your eyes and saw him staring right back at you.

"Atta girl.", and with those words he began rocking you up and down on his lap. You were so loud and expressive, he loved every second of it.

"Good girl, tell me, who's fucking you so good right now?

"Mmhh, you do. Ah, so good, please don't stop."

Instead of speeding up he pushed your hips down keeping you in place and making you sob. "Beg some more", he huffed while he licked up your neck and dug his teeth into your shoulder.

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Thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed, I'd love to hear your thoughts!!<3 Hmu if you have any suggestions for future fics 🙆🏻‍♀️ much love as always MWAH♡

[sukunas-wife]

What about Y/N and reader having a little baby girl. Sukuna was disappointed at first because he wanted another boy. But she becomes so attached to her papa since she was a baby. Like she sees cuts on his hands (she doesn’t realize he can use RCT yet) and tries to treat his wounds 🥺🫶🏽

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I though tumblr ate your ask when I scrolled 5 times and could find it and I panicked so hard 😭 So cute 🥺 Im pretty sure we’re going with Anya, but I suck at catching her personality so I’m just going to go with general daughter reactions for this 🥹🤍🤍

(Note: I tried, but I feel like I’m always lacking in the daughter area. Maybe I need to borrow my niece ;-; also, its a little short…) finally back into it tho 😎

Your room fell silent, the cries filling the air were almost piercing. You felt like you knew this was bound to happen. Yuji was a miracle, but your second child was born a girl. You knew Sukuna had only ever cared about having heirs, so in the silence you were on edge of what he would say or do.

It was strange watching him in that moment, she was crying in his arms, he was staring at her with that black expression that always appeared like a frown. He shouldn’t have been so openly disappointed, he knew from the start when your stomach started to swell and he hadn’t noticed until he touched your round belly. The child in your stomach had not an ounce of cursed energy to leave a presence, much less for him to be able to tell what it could be. Yet he held out hope for a boy, even if the lack of his presence was due to a heavenly restriction, he could work with that. But no, the little pink haired girl crying and screaming in his arms was enough to leave him perplexed. He shook his head, handing her over to you, you watched him while you began to breastfeed your daughter.

“Sukuna..” your voice was a whisper followed by a cringe of feeling like your insides were coming out. You wanted to comfort your husband but you didn’t feel right. “Sukuna,” your lower stomach kicked in painful cramps, and everything moved in a rush. Sukuna was pushed out of the room and heard the panic of your caretakers clearly.

—- —- —- —- —-

The day had passed and he sat outside your room, they had persisted he did not pass. So he sat out there waiting until the early hours of sunrise when they brought out his daughter. He took her in his hands, you couldn’t see it past her pink hair and eyes, but to Sukuna she had your face. She was small and round but to him, she looked so similar he was in disbelief you had won over that part of his genes.

He sat there all day, holding her to his chest, while his head leaned back against the wall. His eyes were closed but he couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t rest, he could tell you were alive, but it felt like you were just barely there. He looked down in his arms, the little bundle of clothes moving around slightly as your daughter moved, crying out. He wanted to hand it off to a servant as his hand came up to uncover her face more to look at her, that was until her hand slipped out taking a tight hold of finger. She stopped crying for a moment just sniffling, her little nails falling digging into his skin. “Come, stop your crying.” His free arm came to lightly run over his little wrinkly cheeks, “my child.” He was looking at her with such a soft look, the servants found it endearing. It was then he decided he would take care of her as he did Yuji, his child, his pride.

—- —- —- —- —-

Years passed, and you were outside with Yuji. Watching Anya’s big eyes growing in size as an emperor butterfly slowly fluttered around the garden. It had been a month since Sukuna had left on one of his little excursions, you were curious why his supposed two week trip became a month long trip. But you had your 13 year old Yuji who was laying in your lap passed out from his own Ventures of the day and your 3 year old girl keeping you busy, you didn’t feel as lonely as when it was just yourself. “Mama!” Your hand kept running though Yuji’s hair, “Yes sweetheart?” Your little girl came running up to you, “Papa!” You could see the stars in her eyes as she pointed behind her, past the garden. You looked seeing the all too familiar and burly silhouette in the distance. You faked a gasp, “It is papa! He’s almost home. Do you wanna go get him the sweets you made?” She perked up more, “Yeah!” You watched as she ran off inside the house singing a song as her steps padded on the ground. Yuji slowly sat up, eyes squinty as he looked around “Dad?” You laughed while rubbing his head, “Yes.”

You started to get up, Yuji rushing up and offering to help you as you struggled to get up, “my leg is tired from being in one place too long.” You laughed and Yuji grinned, “Sorry’ was tired.”

You simply rubbed his head, “It’s fine, go get your sister, she’s been away for a while already.”

Yuji ran off to find his sister while you tried to ignore the feeling in your legs. You moved closer to the edge of the garden Sukuna was approaching in fresh blood, the closer he became the more you noticed the minor scrapes and cuts on his body. You rolled your eyes with a smile, he shrugged off the top of his robes once he had realised your eyes were trained on his body. It would be a lie to say you didn’t find him attractive in this form of glory, but for the sake of your kids you wouldn’t touch his chest and give him that look. It was when he stood in front of you that your dominant hand pulled your handkerchief from your obi, your free hand cradling his face before cleaning his face of the foreign contaminant.

“I see my husband is home, sturdy, well and revelling in his victories.” You hummed as you finished cleaning his face, pulling him towards you gently so you could kiss him. As you pulled away from what was going to be a soft kiss he pulled you back in to catch your lips longer, “Mhm.” Was all

He hummed against your lips, aside from the hand on your head, two of his free hands came to your waist to pull you closer. Placing your hands on his chest you pushed yourself back a little to stare up at him, “Your little girl has been asking and crying for you to come back. She even made you a little treat everyday for when you arrived.” He hummed, eyeing you, your hands moving to rest on his biceps, “They should be here. I sent her in to retrieve what she worked so hard on.” Your head turned exposing your neck to him, his last free hand coming up to run his nails over the tender flesh, “I’m sure she’ll be back soon enough, as for now I’m craving the feeling of something else.” His hand angled your head away, teeth and lips running over the plush pulse point on your neck, until he huffed at your resistance, “how impervious.” He pulled away, hands sliding from your waist as he looked away visibly upset. You couldn’t fight the smile, “We should go, it might be a waste waiting longer out here then if we go find them.”

—- —- —- —- —-

That’s how you ended up in this situation. Yuji was sitting by his dad with a big smile listening to the story of how he single-handedly levelled another city. Anya was sitting on his lap bouncing along as his body shook when he’d let out a louder laugh or was jostled around with his movements. That was until she noticed the smallest cut on his stomach and let out a loud gasp making all of you turn to look at her.

”Papa! You’re hurt!” Sukuna looked down, seeing the small surface wound that left a red line of broken skin over his side stomach. “Oh, I suppose I a-PAPA NEEDS BANDAGES” she was rushing off feet pattering over the floor as Yuji mumbled, “But.. can’t dad use reverse cursed technique…” he looked confused as he closed his eyes tilting his head to the side. You looked at your husband who sighed with a faint twitch at his lips and placed a hand on Yuji’s head messing up his already tousled hair. “Interesting, I remember another brat with pink hair who did the exact same thing.” Yuji smiled under the weight of his fathers hand.

Anya came running in with a bowl of water spilling everywhere and other things tucked under her little arm. You watched as Ryomen steadied her after she spilt water onto his lap trying to clean his wounds as she had watched you done when your husband would crave your attention and purposely not heal his own wounds leaving you to tend to him. He cringed as more water spilt onto his lap as she un purposely smacked his stomach with a soaking rag rubbing at the small flesh wound, Yuji tried not to laugh as you laughed quietly behind your hand watching as Sukuna tried to help only for Anya to yell at him “No! I can do it papa! You’re hurt!”

The screen was cute as he cringed more at the cold water, relieved when she stopped only to become stressed when she pulled out the roll of wraps. She had seen you use those wraps on Yuji many times when he would become injured or hurt. What she didn’t see was how her father was much larger in size, those tiny wraps wouldn't circle his waist even once.

When they couldn't, Anya became frantic, rushing to jump off her father and run to get more bandages. This was until Ryomen caught her mid jump, “Lemme go daddy! Need more wraps!” He sat her back on his lap, “No you don’t brat, I'll show you something better.”

Anya looked up at her dad with glossy eyes and a wobbly lip, “Press your hands here.” You watched as he guided her small hands to his stomach over the wrap, “Put all your force behind it.” She forced her eyes closed, pressing both her hands against his stomach with all her little muscle. Using the slightest bit of his reversed cursed technique he pulled her hands away, “See.” Her eyes opened slowly and the red mark on his stomach was gone. Her eyes lit up as she looked up at him, “I DID IT!” Ryomen couldn’t fight back the twitch of his lips that pulled into a smile, “You did.” Her hands clasped together with starry eyes, her stare locked on Yuji, “I can fix you.”

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𝖠𝖫𝖶𝖠𝖸𝖲 𝖸𝖮𝖴 ￣￣ㅤ 伏黒 恵

𝖯𝖱𝖤𝖢𝗂𝖲 ✦ just downbad tsundere megumi 𝖶𝐶. 778

𝗀𝗇. fluff reader insert crack 𝗍𝗐. skinship profanities

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who always wears a stoic emotionless facade but crumbles as soon as he sees you. he blushes so hard, ears turning crimson at even the slightest mention of your name.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who fails to hold eye contact with you. you’re just so alluring, he loses his cool a bit too often when it comes to you.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who drops everything and anything for you. he's literally in the middle of a battle when he gets a call or text from you, he's immediately hiding in a corner so he could reply or call back. the way his slightly bruised lips curl up in a smile when he sees your text or hears your voice through the call, leaning against the asphalt and sighing in content.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who's been absentminded the entire gossip session, constantly checking his phone over and over again. "yo, you okay ?", yuji chirps. "what's the matter ? tell us", nobara inquires. "it's just she hasn't been replying to my text for 10 minutes", megumi reveals with a pout. nobara is speechless, while yuji tries to hold in a laugh and comfort his dear friend. ting! megumi urgently checks his phone in the speed of light, knocking yuji's nose in the process. he can't help but sigh and smile in relief when you reply.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who seems so cold and calm that nobody could believe he would be this smitten in love with you, even you're surprised that the boy is actually super shy and cute.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who literally short circuits when you give him any type of compliments or praise him. and if you give him physical affection? he might as well just die in peace. like that one time when he won a plushie for you from the claw machine, you decided to tiptoe and peck his cheek to thank him. guess what? he passed out on the spot for real. (yuji had to carry him lmao)

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who gives you huge privilege and don’t even get me started with the double standards sheesh. will never let yuji in his room willingly. but you? oh sweetie his room is your room too so make yourself at home <3. lets you touch his hair, summons the divine dogs so you could play with them, always holds your hand in public, sneaks you away from nobara and yuji so you two can hangout (just the two of you), always carries your bags, lets you go through his games too (yuji is so jealous of you huff).

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who struggles to comfort you when you are upset or crying because the sight makes his stomach churn too. so he summons his divine dogs and orders them to be affectionate with you, hugs you so softly and makes you rest your head on his shoulder.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who knows your order by heart. the things you like to eat or not, the flavours you love and don’t, the things you want to try out — everything, he knows everything and he's very very proud of it. wants to be the one to fulfill your wishes.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who always brings you souvenirs if he's out on a mission far away, he's also secretly saving up for you guys' future (shh). always defends you, even if you are in the wrong. because his lovesick brain can't believe anything or anyone but you.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who always tries to make time for you. he will literally reject gojo's fancy dinner treats or nobara-yuji's hangouts just to be with you. he missed you, he needs ''a you and him time'' desperately without having anyone third wheeling.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who hates physical touch (the way he gets so annoyed by gojo's affections) but if it's you then he's down no cap. lets you play with his hair, squish and cup his cheeks, hug him. looks at you with the most loverboy eyes. when you two are in private, he gets more affectionate and bold. he even pulls you close and guides your hands towards his head or cheeks — hinting you he wants head pats or cuddles.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who'll bounce on everyone and anyone who dares to badmouth you or misbehave with you. one nasty look towards your direction and he's at their throat. you’ll have to step in and soothe his anger, cause he loses control whenever it comes to you. will only listen to you if you tell him to stop.

𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖻𝖺𝖽!𝗆𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 who just loves you so so so much. it's hard for him to convey it through words but he tries his best to show you through emotions, acts and sometimes even through affections. always looks out for you ++ lots of piggyback rides.

( 📓 ) : might've went overboard but megumi is my pookie

[doomedlovers]

baby (derogatory)

char: sukuna ryomen

word count: 951 words

tags: smut, mdni, modern day!au, yuji is a kid but also kinda irrelevant since he doesn't appear, unprotected sex, irresponsible sex, bdsm undertones (?), spanking, pet names used ("baby"), penetration (p in a non-specified hole), edging, size kink and uhhh that's it i think.

lewd noises echoed all throughout the tiny apartment. young yuji was at megumi’s house for a sleepover, which meant that you and sukuna had the house to themselves. the night started normally, a movie and some wine and then some more wine. minutes passed and the two of you got progressively more drunk. Well— you did. Sukuna, on the other hand, was moderately tipsy at best.

he was aware he was putting his hand on your thigh, softly caressing you with his large fingers. he was aware he was taking off your pants, inch by inch until they were discarded on the floor. a soft kiss on your neck was all he needed to make you putty in his hands, melting under his large palms as he gripped your waist. it was almost sweet, the way he caressed your inner thigh, his long nails gently scraping against your privates, stimulating them ever so slightly, but not nearly enough. a soft chuckle escaped his lips as he felt you grind against his fingers, hoping to gain more friction. he trailed kisses down your neck, slowly reaching your collarbone.

What was once a simple make-out session, had led to you being on all fours, tears down streaming down your face. sukuna was holding your hips up, teasing your hole with his large cock, his precum being make-shift lube. His left hand was hoisting your hips upwards so it could align with his own, while his other hand was kneading the flesh of your ass. Nails digging deeply into your butt cheeks, leaving scratches. thin trails of blood ran down your thighs, as he chuckled a the sight of it.

“Oh, baby,” he taunted, his characteristic smirk evident on his face. his voice now was but a deep rumble, echoing from deep within his chest. leaning closer, he teased your entrance again, pushing in just the tip; just enough to get you going, but not enough to gain the immense pleasure you were used to with him.

one would assume that after so many nights without sex, sukuna would be jumping at the chance to fuck you, nice and deeply as he tended to do when he was pent up. and yet, he was taking his sweet time, almost enjoying this slow and agonising pace. the teasing and the edging, all drove you insane, both hating it and loving it at the same time. his hand slowly left your asscheek— which was now filled with bloody marks and red handprints— and moved towards your crotch, teasing you ever so softly. with the tip of his nail he pressed against your intimate area, up and down, up and down— god, it was agonisingly beautiful.

“can you hurry up—” you cried to him, turning your head to face him, before he grabbed your nape and buried your head into the mattress. muffled moans escaped your lips as his sharp nails dug into your skull, scratching you in the best way possible.

“patience, baby,” he said sharply, but you could hear the smirk in his voice. raising his hand, taking it out of your hair, he delivered a sharp blow onto your ass. a pained cry left your throat, as he chuckled darkly. “how cute. perhaps i should reward you.”

before you could even process his words, he shoved himself fully inside of you, his large cock stretching you completely. you were certain that if you looked to your stomach you’d be able to map out his cock. all words failed you as he moved his hips in a slow pace, never fully getting out. low moans left your lips as he rocked his hips in that tantalising pace, as if punishing you for god forbid getting impatient.

you were about to retaliate again, before he grabbed a fistfull of your hair and shoved your face again into the mattress. a low groan escaped his lips as he fully entered your entrance before he shoved his cock right back in with all his strength, a loud pap echoing inside the room. he slammed his hips into yours, over and over and over again, as if he was in a daze, as if you were but a fleshlight for his amusement. any moans that came out of your throat were left there, the mattress muffling your cries of pleasure. tears started streaming down your eyes, the pleasure way too much as sukuna kept smashing into your hips, his large cock hitting your g-spot in every single way.

his arm let go of your hair and now both hands were now gripping your waist, moving your body in sync with his quick and deep thrusts, a silent warning that he was about to cum. lifting your head ever so slightly, you bubbled out a few incoherent moans, a response to his own high. the erotic scenery, almost taken out of a porno, reached its climax right as sukuna slammed his hips into yours and held you there, making you take all of his cum deep inside of you. “don’t waste a drop, baby.” a choked out groan left his lips as he emptied his balls inside of you. one of his hands left your hips, reaching towards your intimate spot to stroke it, riding out your own climax as a strangled scream left your throat.

after he was done painting your insides white, he shoved you into the mattress and sat beside you. yet, despite his roughness, a hand reached to caress your thigh as you both recovered. getting used to his gentle touch, you felt your eyelids heavy, before feeling his hand creeping closer to your crotch.

“don’t fall asleep on me yet, baby. we’re just getting started.”

[captain-hawks]

choso + edging kink???

hehe~

choso x f!reader

c: edging, fingering, p in v, 18+

-> spicy sleepover saturday

“Choso,” you breathe out, voice caught somewhere between a growl and a whimper.

“Hm?” he asks, his amused mask of nonchalance at odds with the torturously slow circles that his thumb is currently tracing between your legs.

“Yuji’s going to be home soon,” you protest, attempting to rock upward into his feather-light touch despite the firm grip of his free hand pressing your hip down into the couch cushions. 

Yuji, your best friend who hasn’t the slightest clue that you’ve maybe possibly been secretly fucking his older brother for the past few weeks. It’s a conversation you’re not too keen on having and would wholly prefer to avoid at all costs, given that the two are also roommates. 

A soft lock of Choso’s mussed black hair tickles your nose as he leans in close, lips hovering over yours as he whispers, “Is he?”

He slowly dips the tip of his finger into your tight, slick entrance, drawing a needy, desperate sound out of you. There’s a coy, playful smile on his lips, like he couldn’t care less if his little brother waltzes in to find you half naked on his couch, legs trembling and eyes watering as Choso continues to deny you of the orgasm you’ve been chasing for the better part of forty minutes now. 

“Don’t play dumb,” you glare, though there’s no real heat behind it. 

You know he’s barely holding on himself, his untouched cock hanging heavily between his legs, rock hard and flushed red with need, precum leaking profusely all over your stomach. 

He sighs, dragging his tongue along your bottom lip before taking it between his teeth, the bite of pain a direct contrast to the flood of pleasure as he plunges two fingers inside of you without warning. You gasp into his mouth as he slides a hand up your stomach, body immediately arching upward into his, and he flicks a finger over one of your sensitive, peaked nipples.

“Choso, please,” you keen, almost on the verge of tears of desperation at this point and far too turned on to care about the state of the damp couch cushion beneath you. 

He lowers his hips, body rocking in a fluid motion as he begins to slide his fat cock along your saturated folds, and you see stars as the flush head of his shaft drags over your clit. Your chest heaves with need, nerve endings short circuiting with each push and drag while he ruts against you.

You reach up, fingers tangling in his hair, mouth opening with the intention to beg him to fuck you at this point but tongue tangled in a mess of moans as he presses down harder. 

Choso’s breath is hot against the shell of your ear as he murmurs, “Know why I like to make you wait?”

He notches his cock at your sopping wet entrance, one hand tracing the shape of your collarbone. 

“Because then I can do this,” he finishes, before driving his cock inside of you balls deep in one fluid stroke, the stretch of his shaft meeting absolutely no resistance from the pulsing, dripping walls of your needy cunt. 

You feel so fucking full, you could cry.

Both of you moan in unison, and he swallows down the sound, filthily licking his way into your mouth as he begins to pound into you relentlessly, wasting no time in chasing an orgasm that’s already dangling precariously close to the edge.

And as Choso fucks you deep into the faded gray couch cushions, the hum of the television fading into background noise, you forget to care about anything else beyond the feeling of your cunt clenching down on his shaft as you come so hard your vision goes white.

[xviiigumix0]

GO FOR IT, FUSHIGURO ! +_+

1097 words 𓆏 gn! reader fluff, cursing, no use of capital letters.

megumi had a big fat crush for you. and the idiot didn't even notice until nobara pointed it out.

''i don't know...'' fushiguro mumbled as sank into the couch ''everytime I see them i feel...nauseous, as if there's something on my stomach'' he closed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest ''those are called butterflies, you dumbass'' kugisaki's voice rang from the kitchen, as she finished cooking her breakfast ''hey!'' megumi frowned ''those cannot be butterflies, y/n is my friend'' he protested against nobara's teasing before quickly being cut off by her, yet again 'yeah, a friend you have a big fat crush on.' she sat on the dining table, in a way she could be seen by megumi and yuji who were on the living room across, as the first cheeks grew crimson.

''i dont wanna agree but, nobara's onto something, actually'' yuji chimed leaning forward on his seat towards fushiguro, who covered his face with one arm, shifting in the sofa ''well, even if i did like them, the fuck would i do about it?'' the black haired one exclaimed in annoyance. he had known you since he entered jujutsu tech, you've always been friends, but lately, something had changed. whenever he saw you he felt a fever incoming, he felt his hands trembling and and something similar to a wave of nausea, what is wrong with you he thought, all of a sudden things were just different around you, or even at the thought of you. he couldn't shake you off his mind, but yet, he did not feel so good around you, physically.

''tell them.'' nobara and itadori chimed in unison. and all of a sudden fushiguro's face flushed hot, quickly sitting up and shaking his hands ''no, no...i cant do that, were just friends and what if...'' he trailed off, his words becoming more of a ramble to himself. because, to be honest, he has thought about telling you, he has thought about it a lot, megumi already had every single scenario meticulously organized from bad to worst in his head, in his mind there's no way you like him.

''oh my god, fushiguro can you shut the fuck up? y/n likes you, i would know.'' nobara argued, taking another bite of her waffles. ''just go for it, fushiguro'' yuji encouraged, standing up next to him, tapping his shoulder ''and if they reject you, we can cry together'' he reassured.

''i won't cry'' megumi rolled his eyes.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

''how did i agree to this?'' he thought to himself and sighed, bouquet in one hand, chocolates in another. someway, somehow, kugisaki and itadori brought him into this. ''maybe i should just text them, tell them it was nothing...''

the three of them had organized a perfect plan for fushiguro to confess, at the end of the day, you and megumi would meet up in an empty classroom under the excuse of having a plan to prank nobara (she did not agree to that). and as the sun set, he would tell them everything he felt, they even wrote script which took hours to complete since fushiguro wasn't exactly fond off his friends teasing him for his feelings for you. nobara and maki managed to discover your favorite flowers, and itadori interrogated you about the food and specially sweets you liked, saying one day he'll invite you out to eat. the plan was perfect, totally foolproof, except for one detail.

megumi's heart was pounding in his chest, cold sweat down his face, his cheeks kept getting hotter each step he took towards the classroom you two would be meeting in, his mind was going a hundred miles per hour. until he stood in front of that door. he suddenly forgot about everything he was thinking about, his mind going totally blank.

he silently opened the door, and closed it behind him as he made his way over you, holding the flowers and the chocolate box behind his back, quickly going over everything he wanted to tell you. ''y/n'' he said in his usual, stoic tone, giving no signs of nervousness or doubt. you turned around, facing him. good lord. just in that moment, he totally processed why he liked you, the way the sunset hit you skin, your eyes, your hair, it was simply perfect. and the way you spoke to him, always so nice and sweet, can a man ask for more?

''fushiguro!'' you smiled so brightly when you looked at him, there's no question of why he loved you.

he took a deep breath at his own lack of words, flushing at your sight.

''is everything goo-''

''i love you''

''what?'' you softly stuttered

''i always had, i... i planned this for you and...'' he stumbled over his words, forgetting the whole script he had planned and bringing both his hands closed to his chest as he held your flowers and chocolates. ''its not going how i planned to'' he finished, looking at you, almost vulnerable as he poured his heart out.

'' fushi, i...'' you found yourself blushing as you stared at him in surprise

''this is your you'' he extended his arms, offering the gifts, you gladly accepted them

''i thought you were avoiding me.'' you stated taking the gifts with both your hands ''i thought i did something wrong''

he opened his eyes wide, fuck.

he took a deep breath, thinking how he could explain it to you, i love you so much it makes me sick didn't seem like the best option right now.

''i'm an idiot y/n, i'm an idiot that didn't want to accept how much he like you'' he stated, putting his brows together as he leaned in closer to you, the sunset making his eyes shine ''i did avoid you, i didn't know how to...react to my feelings so i...i'm sorry, im stupid'' he shifted his eyes towards the floor, now avoiding your sweet gaze

''i...love you too, idiot'' you said, smiling to yourself, managing to get a gasp out of him. you placed the box and the flowers in a desk, and stepping closer to him, you cupped his face with both of your hands, making him look at you ''you're really stupid, but its a part of why i like you so much'' you laughed, making you touch your foreheads

megumi closed his eyes and took each wrist on his hands lovingly ''are you not mad at me'' he mumbled after some seconds ''i couldn't be'' you answered softly.

''can i be your boyfriend?''

''i would be glad to accept you as my boyfriend''

haaiii:3 this is kinda risky to post since is my first writing post, but fuck it im doing it. also, im sorry if anything i write sounds kinda weird or out of place, english is not my first language and it was just kinda implanted into my brain in 6th grade so i never truly 'learned'.

anyways, i hope you liked it !11!!!1!

-kat / gumi :3

[brittscafe]

Megumi Fushiguro Headcanons

CW: Megumi Fushiguro x female reader. SFW and NSFW headcanons.

SFW:

He's cool and distant at first, but trust me when you break down his walls, he becomes a sweet, caring, affectionate, and clingy person.

Megumi hates PDA and doesn't even tell Yuji or anybody that the two of you are dating.

It takes awhile for anybody to find out until Gojo Saturo finds out and starts blabbering to everyone.

His neutral facial expression that never seems to change, changes when he's with you or even around you.

He smiles more than he ever has in his entire life.

You make Megumi so happy and cared for.

Not having anyone to really take care of him when he was growing up, he's so thankful for you.

In public, he's distant and talks to you like you're Yuji, but in private he's a whole different person.

He'll gentle and tender with his actions and actions.

Megumi loves being the little spoon, he feels so safe and comfy in your arms.

He's a softie at heart, loving each moment that you take care of him.

He adores it when you run your fingers through his raven hair, lulling him into a deep sleep.

Megumi tends to fall asleep on your chest, an arm wrapped around your waist and his free hand holding yours, fingers laced together.

Of course, Megumi loves to hold you as well.

His touch and embrace is so warm and comforting, especially in you're going through a rough time.

He cannot stand the sight of you crying, it makes his heart break.

He'll pull you into his arms, letting your head nuzzle into his chest, not caring if your tears stain his shirt.

He'll whisper sweet, caring words, letting you take your time.

When Megumi gets sick or injured, you're right there by his side and you refuse to leave.

He'll groan and complain that you're babying him, but he adores it.

Megumi loves to kiss the tip of your nose, seeing your cheeks fluster.

His kisses are soft, but breathtaking.

His hands cup your face, thumbs grazing over your skin.

He's so freaking in love with you.

Megumi's scared though, so when he realizes he does love you, he'll whisper it into your ear when you're asleep on top of him.

Of course, one night you're not actually asleep, you hear him.

You talk to him about later and he becomes more open, although you're usually the one to say it first.

Megumi is such a cute softie!!!!

NSFW:

God, this man is so soft and gentle when it comes to sex.

He's afraid of breaking or hurting you.

He is always holding your hand when he's thrusting in and out of you, thumb grazing across the back of your palm.

You squeeze his hand and he smiles to himself, knowing that you're okay.

He always showers you in compliments.

Megumi refuses to do anything that hurts you, including spanking.

He would never hurt you, he just cannot bring himself to do it.

He'll grab and squeeze your ass, he's obsessed with it.

Megumi doesn't mind being the bottom, letting you ride him and feel your plush walls around him.

He cannot hold himself together when you decide to stroke his cock, bob on his cock, or whenever you do anything that brings him pleasure.

Megumi becomes a loud whiner, moans pushing out from his throat, especially when you praise him.

When you cry out Megumi's name as your climaxing, his cheeks flush.

He loves making you feel good, but it makes butterflies fill his stomach.

His aftercare is the best, cleaning you up and maybe running you a bath

He'll trace your curves and make sure that you're feeling okay.

Megumi whispers soft praises into your ear, telling you how well you did.

Of course, if Megumi craves attention afterwards, it's very easy to tell by the look in his eyes.

He'll get this soft, puppy dog glaze inside of his eyes and you'll pull him into your arms.

Either one of you can fall asleep first, depending on who's craving attention that night.

You and Megumi usually fall asleep around the same time, holding a deep comfortable knowing that you're safe with each other.

[mikobeautifulheart]

JJK men: When they eat the last donut.

TW: The ultimate betrayal. and unedited.

INCLUDING: Gojo and Yuji

°Gojo°

"SATORU" You yelled holding up the empty don't box.

"WHAT" He said panicked sticking his head around the corner only to meet with your raging eyes.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH THEM MULTIPUL TIMES!" You shouted throwing the box toward his head, blocked only by his infinety.

"IM SORRY I WAS HUNGERY OKAY I DIDNT MEAN TO!" He got on the floor at your feet in an attempt to apologies and console your hungry stomach.

"YOU ATE MY VALENTIE DONUTS, SATORU YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THEIR SESONAL, THEY. DON'T. SELL. THEM. ANY. MORE." you felt like kicking him square in the face in that moment.

"I KNOWW IM SORRY BABY PLEASE ILL GET YOU WHAT EVER YOU WANT."

"THEY DON'T HAVE WHAT I WANT GOJO"

ouch, he winced at his last name.

"Please just let me make it up to you I promise i'll never do it again." He got up and wrapped his arms around you almost engulfing you whole.

"Fine" you mumbled into his chest.

"But if you don't i'll kill you."

Yuji

"Y/N? Are you crying?" Yuji asked hearing sobbing noises from the kitchen.

You were at the fridge, its door open wide and you were holding onto some thing...

"Wh-h-hy Yuji, Why?" You turned with tears in your eyes.

That's when he caught a glimpse of your empty donut box...he forgot he had to replace them before you got back but it was to late.

"I trusted you-Loved you even, how could I have been such a fool?" you sobbed into your sleeve.

"No Y/N you got it wrong okay I was just seeing what was inside before Sukuna just appeared on my hand and ate it-" He paused when he saw your face change entirely.

"Y/N lets just think about this okay don't-"

You ran toward him tackling him to the floor.

"COME OUT YOU COWARD! ILL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB I SWEAR TO GOD YOUR LUCKY YOUR IN YUJIS BODY OR YOU WOULD BE DEAD!" You screamed holding Yuji's wrist up tightly to your face.

"He said he'd like to see you try" Yuji said turning his head with his eyes shut, waiting for the anger he'd have to endure.

"OH SO NOW HE WON'T EVEN TALK FACE TO FACE WITH ME AND INSULT ME? GIVE ME 10 SECONDS 10 SECONDS YUJI I'LL DO WHAT GOJO COULDN'T"

"Y/N wait, I just texted Megumi, he's going to drop the donuts off here in 15 minutes." Yuji said

You slowly let go of Yuji's wrist and stood up.

"Next time..." you mumbled under your breath.

"Stupid woman" Sukuna blurted out

"WHAT DID HE JUST SAY"

THANK YOU FOR READING ♡

AUTHOURS NOTE: this took me way to long. Anyways have a nice when ever are reblogs r okay. I want dontus now

[dollyrins]

　　　⁰² ─── GONE

　𓍼　　au — husband ! nanami x gn ! reader ft. yuji

　𓍼　　fic type — angst <3

　𓍼　　warning — character death, crying

　𓍼　　image count — 481

“Where is he?” 

Your eyes are darting everywhere trying so desperately to find him. They go from one place to another without stopping and Yuji feels his heartbreak at the sight of you. 

You spotted him from meters away and ran to where he was. To where you thought your husband was. But when you reached the place Itadori was alone and it only made the pit in your stomach deeper. 

“Yuji, where is Kento?” you ask. 

Kento. Nanami Kento. Your Kento isn’t in your vision in this battle field and you feel like it’s killing you. 

It’s the use of Nanami’s first name that makes Yuji snap out of daze. He’s never heard you call your husband by his first name. It was always a sweet ‘Ken’ or ‘baby’ or ‘darling’ or whatever loving nickname, never Kento. 

“He’s,” Yuji starts but the rest of the sentence can’t seem to come out. Tears brim in his eyes as he thinks of Nanami in his last moments. 

You blink up at him, your eyes finally settling on him. “He’s what Yu? Did he get called somewhere else? I swear if that's the case then I’ll never let him hear the end of it. I mean leaving you out alone in this—”

“Gone,” Yuji says, stopping your rambling. “He’s gone Y/n. I’m sorry.”

There’s a ringing in your ears at his words. The world feels as if it’s spinning fast, your breathing gets faster and faster as the words repeat in your head. “Gone where?”

Itadori can’t answer your question. He moves forward hugging you as he lets his tears drop onto your shirt. “I’m sorry,” is all he can whisper out. 

You stand there stunned, arms stuck to your sides, eyes wide and full of tears. The ring on your finger feels heavier than it ever has. 

After a few minutes, Yuji separates from you, his eyes are red, puffy and still full of tears. “This is all I got back,” he says, voice wavering. With shaky hands he pulled the ring that always decorated Kento’s ring finger. 

When you see it all your strength leaves your body. Your knees drop onto the hard concrete but the pain feels like nothing compared to the one in your heart. You can vaguely make out Yuji calling out your name but the ringing is back. 

All you want is for your husband to be back with you. 

All you need is your Kento to be safe and in your arms again. 

But fate is cruel because it ripped him away from you and now you’ll never get to hold him again. Never get to feel his touch, or his lips on your skin. You’ll never get to hear the soft call of your name from those lips, or experience your late night dates.

Because he’s gone and you’ll never have him back again.

© dollyrins do not plagiarize, translate, copy, repost my writing anywhere

[anastasiabowe]

Seasons. - Nanami, Toji, Gojo

I'll give you all my life, my seasons

jjk men sacrificing themselves to save your life, no matter what the cost may be, they promised to never let you get hurt, and today, they kept that promise. but at what cost?

✧˖° Warnings. fem! reader, angst, gore, blood, mentions of stabbing, wounds, sacrifice, mention of bullet wounds, the mention of body Severation, swearing, crying, meant for 16+ audience.

✧˖° an. I've never write angst before, but Seasons by Wave to Earth has the perfect lyrics for angst so... Here it is! (Also, if you want a part two with Geto, Yuji, and Choso let me know)

Kento Nanami oh, my life is fallin' apart...

Nanami let's out a yell in agony as the knife plunged into his rib. He and the stranger both fell to the floor in a violent tussle. Nanami fought with his all as you screamed and begged for the stranger to stop. You clutched your stomach as the stranger attacked you first, plunging the 5 inch knife into your stomach as you slept.

You were on the phone with the authorities as they assured you help was on the way. Your bedroom was covered in blood as the stranger climbed on top of nanami, stabbing the knife repeatedly into his chest. I let out pained grunts with each stab. With the last of the strength you had, you grabbed a pan and slammed it on the strangers head who had forgotten you were there. You continuously slammed the pan onto the man's head until no movement came from him. You fell to your hands and knees as nanami only simply gurgled, desperately trying to reach for you, calling your name. You let out the most heart wrenching wail as you held his bloodied face.

Nanami with a weak hand, gently touched your face. The life from his eyes was fading. Once a white sleep shirt, now a crimson red piece of cloth. The sight was stomach churning for most, but for you, the end of your life. You desperately tried to stop the impossible bleeding, crying terribly as Nanami looked at you. Tears slid down his temples as he lay there, dying. He shook his head weakly as you continued to hold the comforter on his chest to stop the bleeding. How Nanami was still alive, how nanami was able to mutter a few words, how nanami could still comfort you despite death desperately trying to pull him into its cruel embrace, was from the crazy amount of love nanami had for you. He didn't want to leave you. He was fighting every ounce of pain just to continue to look at your pretty face. Oh your pretty face, the face he continuously kissed on your wedding day. The pretty face he woke up to every morning. The same pretty face of his pretty wife, now covered in his blood as she tried to save him.

"...no..." His pained voice broke through the tense and tragic air. You stopped your movements and looked at him, holding his face to see if you were simply going mad. He looked at you, the look you feared. The look of defeat. He was giving up. He wanted you to give up as well. You shook your head and cried as you looked at him. You looked at his wounds, his bloodied hands, but he brought a weak one to your face to turn your attention to him. You looked at him, and his expression turned from defeat, to love. The same look he gave you the day he fell in love with you, the same look he always gave you when you talked to him for anything. The same look he gave you when you guys fought. The same damn look.

"Nanami.. no, please don't leave me.. love don't leave me." You hysterically cried, and his expression turned pained as he closed his eyes. Tears spilled down his temples as he was so sorry. He wanted to say he was sorry, to tell you how much he was trying. He wanted to tell you to stop crying, to smile. He wanted to tell you that he loved you. One last time.

Slowly, Nanami's head turned away from you. His hand that was on your cheeks slowly fell down to his stomach. His breathing soon evened out into an eerie silence. You noticed this and looked at him with furrowed brows. You pulled his face towards you, and he was no longer looking at you. His eyes stared up at the ceiling, lifeless. You desperately patted his cheek, adjusting yourself, to try and wake him up.

"Baby, baby, baby, look at me, please, look at me damnit!" You cried, but he didn't look at you. For the first time in 5 years, your husband Nanami, didn't look at you, and he didn't touch you.

"Love, please.. just look at me, please.."

He was gone. Soon the sounds of sirens could be heard, EMTs rushing into the home, soon finding you sobbing on the chest of your dead husband, who just wouldn't look at you, for the last time.

Toji Fushiguro maybe no one will notice if I disappear

Toji could hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest as he lay on the smooth pavement of the parking ramp. The cool air blowing against his bullet wounds. One to the leg, one through the hand, one through his ear, and the final one straight through his chest. Toji didn't even feel the pain of the wounds, but the pain of knowing you didn't know he was half dead on the top of a random parking ramp.

Toji could pull out his phone and call you, say goodbye once more, but he knew you wouldn't answer. He fucked up. Told you that everything you both had meant nothing to him. You meant nothing to him. He left you heartbroken in your apartment as he went to handle business with his boss. He shouldn't have left, especially when you pleaded with him to stay, but he didn't. He did this to protect you. The assassin life guaranteed everyone around him to be in danger. You were the one he cared about too damn much to jeopardize your life. So he laid there, pathetically. He knew he deserved this. Hanging out with the wrong people, and he means it this time. His boss wasn't someone he should have worked with even as an assassin. He was truly a villain in this world. But he stuck through, made one mistake, and now he's been left here to rot in his feelings.

Toji imagined a life with you. No assassinations, no coming home bloody, no more fighting, just you and him.. maybe a baby on the way if he could convince you enough. He imagined a life where after every argument, he wouldn't leave, he'd stay. Go to bed with you, hold you despite your previous yelling. Oh how great that'd been. His phone was in his pocket. He could call you. He could fix things before it was too late. Or, more cowardly, call an ambulance to save his life. But he didn't deserve it. He deserved this slow death. He deserved to be forgotten about, left to disappear from the existence of this world. But that sick, nagging feeling at the back of his head told him to call you, he knew he was selfish, he knew to not call you was as selfish as to call you. But he had to. He had to hear your voice one last time. So with a shaky hand, he found your contact, pressed on your pretty image, and called you.

After a few rings, your voice finally reached his ears, worried and upset, surprisingly.

"Toji?! Where are you? I'm sorry we fought, I'm sorry I wasn't enough, but please come back!" You thought he went home. He couldn't help but exhale into the phonem

"Doll.. I'm sorry." His gruff voice quickly cut you off before you started rambling. What he was sorry for, he still couldn't find the words to say. He was such a terrible person to you. Breaking your precious heart the way he did. "You are enough... You're my everything.. and I'm sorry I left like this." Damn it.. he's crying. Your confusion, your worry, it was too much. He didn't deserve a doll like you. That's why he called you "Doll". You were too perfect for him, so beautiful. And here he has you thinking he's at home being a dick, when he's dying on pavement.

"Toji.. please, come home. We can talk about this-" He let out a shaky exhale once more and cut you off.

"'m not coming home tonight, doll. I'm not coming home ever." He hated how selfish that sounded. But it was too late. He could have called sooner, called an ambulance, but he didn't. He could feel his heart pounding, desperately trying to keep the blood flowing, but he's lost too much. His head throbbed, and just now, is he feeling the affects of the bullets. The cold metal lodged in his leg burned. His ear, his hand, his chest, it all burned. He could hear the confusion in your tone once more. Desperately trying to get him to tell you what he meant. He felt a lump form in his throat, it could have been the blood finally trying to choke him to death, but he knew damn well it was guilt and regret and the tears that slipped down his dirty face.

"I'm so fuckin' sorry, doll. You don't deserve this. Any of this." His voice cracked so terribly, it was almost too difficult to make out what he was saying.

"Toji, what's going on? Where are you?"

"doesn't matter." He laughed sadly. "It's too late, doll. Damn bullets already done too much harm to bounce back, sweetheart. I'm sorry."

Bullet?

That word alone sounded all the alarms in your head. You pleased with toji to call an ambulance, or at least tell you where he is, but he only shushed you. Chuckling like the twisted man he was. "I don't need, savin' sweetheart. It's what I get. I die now or die later, that's all that's left for me." He was laughing, but his heart churned. "I love you, doll."

Those words broke you, and broke him even more. He loved you so damn much, he hates himself now for never saying it. "I love you so- so damn much," his throat became dry, he licked his lips as he sniffled. "I'm sorry for hurtin' ya.. for the things I said..." You cried as you listened to his words. This couldn't be happening. "And what I'm sorry most for... Doll, you listenin'?"

You sniffled, and confirmed that you were listening to him. He hummed in approval, and let out a cry. "I'm sorry for leaving you like this." You sobbed into the phone at his words and pleased with him to call an ambulance. He only shook his head, not that you could see, and he closed his eyes, hand slowly lowering from the lack of energy he had. He rolled himself onto his side so he could talk to the phone on the floor, bloody finger pressing speaker.

"I have to go now, doll. I love your pretty face, I love your pretty heart, and I love you. Don't start going around thinking I'm not gonna be there with you, because that's bullshit. I'll always be with you, doll. Too obsessed with you, ya here?" He tried to lighten the mood as he coughed up blood. You sobbed into the phone. He hated seeing you cry, but hearing it was even worse. You repeatedly told him how much you loved you, and as you continued to tell him how much he loved you, he closed his eyes with a soft smile and felt himself slip away, ending the call with a final,

"See ya later, doll face."

Gojo Satoru 'cause I'm afraid I'll ruin your life, hmm

Gojo gripped onto your hand as he laid there looking up at you with teary, blue eyes. He had just been chopped in half, above his hips by the hands of Sukuna. He was bleeding so incredibly fast, the fact Gojo could blink, speak, and cry was a miracle. You cried as you held a jacket you found to the open end of his body. Gojo shook his head as he looked at you, trying to stop you, knowing it wouldn't make a difference, and was ruining a nice jacket.

You didn't laugh when he said that. Neither did he. He was too focused on trying to get you to just look at him in his final moments. He didn't want to leave you like this. Not like this. No words could be said by both of you crying. Here you were, the sun to his forever dark world, the warmth to his frozen palace, the beauty in this full world staring at him with the most heart aching eyes of agony and distress. You sobbed as you cleaned his face, the color leaving it too quickly. Too fast. You pushed his white hair from his face and kissed him. You couldn't stop, not when he was turning paler, and weaker by the second. He returned to kiss fervently, desperately clinging onto you in his final moments.

He didn't want to leave you, he couldn't leave you, especially when your 5 year anniversary was 3 days away. He couldn't leave you when he hadn't even celebrated your birthday yet. He couldn't leave you when he hadn't bought you the pet he promised he would. He couldn't leave you when the ring he was going to use on your anniversary in 3 days sat in his room, yet to be put on your finger. He wanted to marry you. So damn bad, but that dream was violently ripped away from him all for the hell of it.

He cried as he tried to feel every part of you with his hands. He wanted to remember how your body felt against his, how your hair felt, how your skin felt. Oh it was so soft, despite the grueling battle you all were in, you still were so damn beautiful. His once vibrantly blue eyes were now dulled to the color livid. He never once took his eyes off of you. No matter how much it killed him, and how his eyesight was becoming dim and blurry. He wanted to look at you as long as he could. God, he wanted to just make this pain go away. He didn't want to ruin your life by his death. He just wished he could grow his limbs back, and you both can live happily. He didn't even get the chance to tell you a corny joke he learned from Yuji. Yuji.. the body that killed him through the hands of the king of curses.

Gojo let out a pained noise as his blood ran cold. Or maybe it was the feeling of no blood at all, he wouldn't know. All he knew, is the sounds of your voice that reassured him, and begged him to stay awake and alive turned mute. Just quiet muffles. You knew this. You could see him desperately trying to hear your voice. His senses were fading. He could now barely see you, he couldn't hear you. Your perfume is now replaced with the smell of emptiness, his tongue could only taste blood, and the worst of all, he couldn't feel you. He couldn't feel your body no more. His body lay limp as the life was yanked from his eyes. He knew you were still there even though everything was gone but the feeling of pain and the taste of blood. It was all gone. In the matter of minutes, his everything was gone.

Gone.

[emilyywhyy]

JJK Men Find Out You’re Pregnant!

Nanami will bring you into a warm and loving hug. He has actually been reading up on pregnancy and the entire process. This was not planned but he’s been planning to ask you about kids. If you said no, that was the end of it, he’d never push it. But the joy on your face when you told him you were carrying his child, only matchable to the joy he felt in his heart because the one person he loves more in his life, happily ready to have a family with him is so much more than he could have asked for. He will make sure you are so well taken care of, attend every doctor appointment, and on the other end of this pregnancy might even know more about the process than you. The man wastes no time in educating himself so he can make your life as easy as possible.

Gojo appears calm and happy on the outside, wrapping you carefully into his arms and murmuring sweet nothings into your head. On the inside? He’s lost it. What do babies need to survive? What to pregnant woman need? How do you change a diaper? He’s the strongest but he really does not know anything about babies or baby care. He’ll keep his composure for a good long while but a few months in you’ll find him frantically bulk buying every baby related item he can find because he just wants to be safe.

Geto would be happy. Calm happy. He would make a big reveal party to tell the girls, who would be so excited to have a baby sibling! Geto, shockingly but also somehow not, is very knowledgeable about pregnancy. Him and the girls take great care of you. If he does even slip up once the girls will make sure he fixes any mistakes. They will be your biggest advocate during the pregnancy. Y’all think Geto is scary? Pray for anyone who even looks at you the wrong way, the girls will destroy them. Geto will watch with pride in his eyes.

Choso would be confused initially. But after some explaining, he would be overjoyed. Another family member for the family man himself. You’ll have to teach him quite a few things, but he’s a more than eager learner. I refuse to believe Yuji wouldn’t tell him human pregnancy is just like it is in the Alien movies, where the creature explodes from your stomach. He’ll call you one day when he’s hanging out with Yuji and the others and he’ll start crying asking how you’re going to survive. You find it hilarious but gently assure him that is not the case. He’ll come home immediately and y’all will cuddle.

Toji would be happy, but nervous. He’s always nervous about your well being, mainly because of how his last love ended up. He will seem aloof and busier, but, that’s because he’s been taking up more jobs. More jobs, more money. More money, more stability. He just wants to the best for you. He will get Shiu to take you to appointments, and half way through you’ll tell him you miss him and you’re worried he’s been so distant. He’ll apologize, explain himself, be more present, and the only time you’ll find him sneaking off is when he leaves in the middle of the night to go stock up on your recent cravings.

Ino 100% freaks out immediately. Like he’s happy, but nervous. What do you need? How can I help? Do we need to go to the doctor now? Are you hungry? Are you in pain? You have to hush him because you’re getting frazzled at this point. He’s the most attentive man ever during your pregnancy. Anything you want, any weird craving you have, he’s got it. You’re getting spoiled rotten. He will definitely cry when holding the baby for the first time.

( @packsvlog )

[sukunas-wife]

Would you be willing to write about Sukuna and a reader with post partum depression and body dysmorphia, with him trying to comprehend it and help? If not, that's fine.

Also could I be 🥀 anon?

I’ve never experienced postpartum. But I'll do my best after a little info dive 🥺🤍

You were holding onto Sukuna’s arm, it wasn’t enough to just hold his hand. You were pulling him down over you and he was worried. You tried to bury your face in his shoulder. He wanted to hold you but this wasn’t this place or time to hold you. You cried into his shoulder feeling the overwhelming pain and pressure in your body had you arching your back and finally you fell against the bed. You felt the wave of relief hit you when you heard that cry, your boy's little cry and whines. You did your best to sit up but you were a mess. Tired, sore and emotionally spent for the past 2 hours.

“Lady Y/n,” the medical aid’s assistant helped you to take your son. Sukuna looked like a proud bird. His chest was puffed out, there was a glimmer in his eye and a smug but soft smile. He gave a small show of affection when he leaned down pressed his lips to your head, laying a hand on your stomach rubbing soothing circles, “You did well y/n.”

You smiled, tired eyes looking up at him, your son latched to your chest. “‘’M so tired.” He stood up placing a hand on your head, slowly and carefully brushing your hair back, “You’ll be able to rest soon enough.

——————

This was the first time Sukuna had seen you broken, you were crying, trembling and holding Yuji who was also crying. You felt him come into the room but you felt hopeless you couldn’t even call out to him. You felt yourself curl over Yuji holding him closer to your chest.

“…y/n” Sukuna’s voice wasn’t cold, but it wasn’t comforting. It was full of concern and softer than how he’d usually demand your attention. You didn’t answer him as you tried to silence your shaky breaths. You felt him come up behind you, you shook your head no. He slid Yuji from your hold carrying him with one set of arms. With the other he turned you to face him. He didn't look at you, instead pulling you against his chest and holding you close. He didn't understand why you were crying or what caused this. He was just relieved that you seemed to cling to him instead of pushing him away. At least he knew it wasn’t his fault. Eventually his back started to hurt and Yuji started to whine threatening to cry. Your red puffy eyes looked so tired, “He won’t take..” you trailed off looking down, Sukuna was still confused won’t take what?? You didn't bother trying to explain because it felt like you couldn’t, instead you pressed your forehead to his chest staring at the floor and tearing up again. You were a mess, but his mess still, so he was going to do his best and try to maybe help.

It took another 30 minutes of trying to comfort you while you were in your distressed state. Before you could try to speak to him.

You explained to him how you were trying to breastfeed Yuji when he woke you up crying, but he wouldn’t take to your breast. How his screams and cries were tearing into your heart. You did your best to comfort him but you couldn’t, he wouldn’t calm down and you felt helpless and no one was there to help you. You felt like you couldn’t do it right, you couldn’t feed him, you couldn’t calm him down, you couldn’t get him to stop crying, you were his mother you should be able to take care of him like no one else. This led to you pulling away from Sukuna and sitting on the edge of your shred bed. One arm wrapped around your stomach, you were still bigger in size you could feel it. One hand came up to cover your mouth while you tried to hold back your cries. Sukuna was standing there doing his best to comfort Yuji in his arms while watching you all he could think was ‘Damnit when did humans become so emotional what the hell am I supposed to do to fix this?? Shut it brat I’m having a crisis too you're just hungry…’

He looked around before he took his place next to you, he was confused but not as distraught as you were. You felt sick, you couldn’t even bring yourself to look at him. “Come here.” He pulled you into his lap even as you protested, you didn’t feel comfortable in your own body, you didn’t want him to touch you so freely. He shushed you when you tried to smack his chest, you stilled against him when he squeezed your side against his chest with another hand rubbing your back trying to calm you down. He still held Yuji firmly in his arms, “…sukuna…” your voice was quiet. He shushed you, “you’ve done nothing wrong y/n, but Yuji needs to eat.”

You looked up at him, his hand touched your shoulder brushing at the edge of your robe. You placed your hand over his, looking up at him your eyes still looked so tired but you were looking for support, for something. His eyes softened, your hand guiding him as you slowly slipped the shoulder down to expose your chest. He brought Yuji closer to your chest, wrapped an arm around you, and you took Yuji into your arms. His cries quieted when you brought him to your chest, but he wouldn’t latch. You tried to guide him to your nipple but he wouldn’t take it again. Sukuna watched how you became distressed again, he. He had two arms wrapped around your back, one of his free arms moved to support Yuji’s head, the other cautiously under yours where you held Yuji. The hand on Yuji’s head moved to take his chin between two of his fingers, one arm from around your back moved up to take your breast in his hand, he guided Yuji to your breast carefully pulling his mouth open just enough to take your nipple. He latched onto you and you felt a small wave of relief and you heard Sukuna let out a chuckle, “just needed a little help.”

——————

A few weeks had passed and you felt slightly better, but breast feeding on ocasión was a three person party of You, Yuji and Sukuna. You had started to feel better physically, which meant Sukuna was beside you not trusting your silly little human helpers. No one could take care of you like he could. But that also didn't mean he didn't get impatient when you’d walk a little slowly, which led to you sitting on a stone bench and refusing to get up which led to him standing there throwing squinting at you as you turned your nose up and away at him. The both of you would be stuck in this sit/stand off for a good bit until Sukuna would walk off and come back with something for you to eat or until he caved and pulled you up over his shoulder, it was very rarely that you would cave because you always had a point when you would say, “You did this to me MR I WANT A SON so now YOU are going to put up with me and my little slow walk that you caused.” Followed by your angry pout and crossed arms.

Yet when you felt tired, hopeless and the depression started to kick in Sukuna was still hopelessly confused as to why you were feeling this. But there he was trying to learn how or what to do. He too was having a crisis every other day when you were beyond exhausted and he had to carry Yuji around with him only coming to poke the sleeping tiger when Yuji was hungry. There he was having to pick you up and support your drowsy sleep heavy body against his w so you could breastfeed. He was a single father by day, man looking for a second heir at night. To which you would almost agree but you’d always fall asleep before he could get back from putting Yuji down to sleep.

——————

“Sukuna!” Your voice was cheery, it had been just over 6 months since you pushed Yuji out but here you stood beside your bed in front of Sukuna with your robes wide open. “I didn't pee when I sneezed.” You were so excited to show him this, he was groggy blinking at you nodding along. Yuji was sleeping on his chest, caged in and protected by his four arms. “Wonderful, we’ll have a feast.” He knocked out snoring and you just looked at him with a small smile. He really had taken on a bigger role than you expected him to.

“King of curses hm?” You walked over pulling Yuji from his arm cage, “King of Snoring is starting to sound the same.”

You stretched out your arms, leaning back and holding Yuji up. “How’s my little prince now that I can actually hold you up hm?” He cooed, little hands stretching at you. “Aww.” You held him against your chest and he curled against you, little squinty eyes barely opening to look at you, “you look just like your daddy…” you gently grazed the back of your pointer finger against his chubby cheek.

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I SAW YOUR NANAMI POST WKDNEJDNFG I'VE BEEN WAITING I LOVE YOUR WORK.

Can you do a sweet but also angsty one with Nanami where y/n and him had a big fight before Shibuya happens and didn't talk the whole time bcz stubborn pride but also feel very guilty that he left the argument at that. But then Shibuya HAPPENS, and as he thought he was abouta die, she saves him and dies in his place. Idk heheehe

Only if you wanna though (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

Hope you like it! Enjoy💙🫂

Slamming your hands on the table, you stood from your chair, "Darling, don't do that, show me your han -" You cut your husbands sentence short. "I don't want yuji there! You're asking me to take my son away from me!" You yelled at Nanami as he approached you, but you moved away. "It's not what I want! And I will be there with him, you know as much as me that how this is gonna en-"

"No!" You shouted at him, "you leave with yuji to shibuya, and I will never look at you ever again. You're gonna lose me." Nanami felt the frustration building up to him.

"Why are you being difficult? Work with me here!" Now it was Nanami shouting.

"I can't! I can't. You are asking too much of me. You're asking me to send my boy to death. I heard about kenjaku, and what that demon capable of, and you want me to send my boy where they know that kenjaku is? You're fucking crazy!" You shouted and stormed to your room Slamming the door behind you. Nanami sighed falling on the couch, rubbing his face before getting up and grabbing his jacket as he exited the house. Unable to hear the muffled cries of yours behind closed door.

Yuji didn't tell you that he was already in shibuya until you texted him over and over asking him to get home and the moment he told you that he was in shibuya your heart dropped, with shaking hands you looked at the text at the "I love you mom, please take care. I'm sorry" you threw the phone and rushed out of the house.

And just like you thought, the whole shibuya roads were in shambles, shops destroyed, roads broken, fires, and car alarms everywhere. You didn't stop running and yelling for both yuji and Nanami, yet they were nowhere to be found. Finally, you arrived at the station; and it was terrifyingly quiet as you walked around looking everywhere for anyone until you saw in distance someone walking. Whipping your tears, you walked further only to stop as you gasped and your hands finding their way on your lips, tears streamed down your face, "Na-Nanam-" you rushed towards your husbands badly wounded self. The shock in his eyes when he saw you, he dropped his weapon and gathered your face in his hands, "w-what are you doing here? Go home! Go back. Why did you come here?" Nanami asked, tears finding their way in his eyes. You hugged him, crying. "I'm so -"

"Mom!" You heard a scream and turned to find Yuji stumbling his way towards you with a smile and bruised face. You looked at Nanami, then let go to rush towards Yuji, happy to finally hold your boy. You were stopped midway when a curse showed up out of nowhere in front of you, stabbing you in your stomach. Everything felt numb as you fell on the ground and saw both Nanami and Yuji rushing to fight the curse. It was a rather powerful one that managed to knock yuji away, slamming him on the wall while Nanami fought the curse with the strength he had left. Holding onto your bleeding wound, you tried to get up as you noticed Mahito approaching your husband as he wasn't looking. Winching in pain you got up with the curses sharp weapon still stabbed in your stomach you limped your way behind Mahito as now he wasn't able to notice you, you pulled the sharp weapon from your wound screaming in pain, "MAHITO!" He turned around just in time and you stabbed him in the chest, The look of shock Mahito gave away when you stabbed him was equally to when you looked down to notice that Mahito stabbed you in the heart with his sharp cursed weapon. Blood flashed from your lips as you fell on the floor. Nanami rushed towards you, holding you in his arms as you gasped in pain, throwing up blood. You reached your bloody hands and caressed his face, forcing a smile as you tried to speak, "i-i-im s-sor-sorry Ple-ase, Y-Yu-yuji." Yuji got up and saw you in Nanami's arms as he rushed towards you crying and fell beside you, "Mama! Ma! Please h-hold on. SOMEONE HELP! PLEASE ANYONE." You held Yuji's hand in your squeezing it before giving it a kiss, "G-go, l-liv-uhhh." You sighed and closed your eyes. Nanami cried and screamed, holding your bloody body in his arms as Yuji screamed, holding your hand and holding it near his forehead while crying.

[thexmistress]

The Dilemma

Sukuna x Reader

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That feeling you get when you try your hardest to reach out but your efforts go in vain. That feeling you get that rises up from the bottom of your stomach….. traveling up your chest… then to your heart where it festers…. The pain is so unbearable but for some reason you find comfort in it…. It gives you reassurance that you still have some fight in you… still have hope that you can keep the remnants of your relationship from deteriorating. You started off strong at first, you truly did, but now it just feels like you’re in the middle of ocean trying to keep afloat on a wooden plank. You felt useless and overwhelmed.

Looking down at your phone you see that all 6 of your messages were read by Sukuna earlier this morning. Your last message being a ‘Good Morning ❤️’ accompanied by a ‘Read 7:34am’. You knew this was bound to happen sooner or later. You should’ve known this was coming and prevented it but you kept opening your mouth and kept fucking things up. Chuckling to yourself as you put your phone down and continued to paint on your canvas but that feeling again was starting to creep up to your chest, and before you knew it, your eyes began to water while you struggle to keep your hand straight. Who knew drawing a line could be so hard? You try to focus on the painting but your mind keeps going back to the last conversation you guys had 2 days ago.

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“I just think it’s weird how she’s always calling you….. like I understand you guys are friends but really baby? It’s literally 12am… I think that’s a bit much…” you peeped at the clock on the nightstand and noted the time was actually ‘12:40am’. Your voice that once held passion and certainty came out timid, scared that if you said something wrong it would upset him, but even then your efforts go in vain as you see your lover roll his eyes at you and sigh heavily as he began to rub his face with hands exasperatedly.

It’s that feeling again. You feel it bubbling in your stomach as you instantly regret what you just said but it was already too late the moment he opened his mouth and began to invalidate how you feel like usual. It was always the usual to you so much to the point where you started to second guess your own feelings. Your gaze that was on the floor flickered back up to him catching a quick glance at his eyes but the moment you seen the annoyance that flooded his eyes you quickly look away not being able to handle the way it made that feeling in your stomach skyrocket to your chest. “Are you really starting this bullshit again? Really Y/N?”

His questioning lingered in the air for a few seconds until he felt even more annoyed by your silence. “Well you brought it up right? Why you not saying anything? Look at me when I’m talking to you like a normal fucking adult!” The tone of his voice made you snap your eyes up, holding back tears but the stinging feeling it was causing in your eyes wasn’t helping. “Why are you crying? Why-“, stopping mid sentence he pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers and sighed, “Listen. I’m not going to explain this again. Mei is just a friend. I don’t see you making this a big deal when Yuji or one of the bros call me around this time. Mei is a bro. A. Friend.”

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That’s right. Just a friend. Okay maybe you are toxic….. you make a mental note to not bring that up again but you’re starting to feel it. Starting to feel tired of everything. The no text backs unless he feels like it, how he’s so quiet on the phone and you’re always carrying the conversation, the ‘parallel play’ that you’ve become accustomed to and the fact you didn’t even know it was a thing until you were on Reddit asking strangers were you wrong for wanting to spend time with your boyfriend alone instead of always sharing him with his bros. You will always remember that day but only because of how much his words shattered you.

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“Bro what the fuck! Kill him!” Sukuna was yelling at his monitor fully engaged in the game with his headset on both ears but the volume was still loud that you can hear the giggles of his friends through them. It was the typical people in the PlayStation party; Satoru, Yuji, Suguru, and Utahime. You peeked at him but returned your attention back to your kdrama you were watching on your phone (had to get romance from somewhere right?). You couldn’t help but to start to feel annoyed and a bit angry at the fact that you were supposed to be over his house to spend time with him since he was off from work today. You usually wouldn’t mind this but lately that’s all you guys have been doing and it’s starting to bother you. Come over his house, sit on his bed while he plays the game then fuck.. How Romantic.

Before you went home you spoke about how you felt and how it feels like you were getting the bare minimum since you were the main one who would suggest hanging out or making plans, the main one calling first, the main one trying to make conversation because if you don’t speak he’s more than likely not going to start a conversation…. It’s like you’re just here. You were nervous and felt like you just committed blasphemy for even letting that slip out your lips and apparently he thought the same to because he gave you a look as if you just stabbed him in the chest and you can’t really remember all the things he said but what will forever stick to you was when he said,

“why are you measuring my love with ‘effort’? If you love me and I do give you the bare minimum that should be enough.”

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You didn’t even noticed you stopped painting until you started to sniff realizing that you were crying. You put down your paintbrush and wiped your tears and nose as you picked up your phone to see no notifications from Sukuna as expected but you couldn’t help but to feel a little hope that he would text you. It’s been 2 days since you’ve heard from him and you’re trying really hard not to come off as clingy so you’ve been sticking to texting him and not holding it against him because like he always says he’s a bad texter.

You go on instagram to see that he posted yet another story and you can’t help but to start another turmoil within yourself…..

‘Am I truly asking for too much?’

‘Am I too invested?’

‘Is it too much to ask for a clingy, emotional available boyfriend?’

You sighed as took a picture of the almost finished portrait of Sukuna and posted it on your instagram story before sending it him with a text that follows ‘Almost done! 😊’. You were about to put your phone down until you felt a vibration causing you to look back down at the screen to see him reply ‘❤️’. Suddenly you felt lighter and that nagging feeling went away causing you to feel nothing but relief.

See, he still loves me.