#jujutsu kaiden x reader

[maria-reads-everything]

SUMMONING THE JJK FANDOM, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!

I just finished the last season — FINALLY — so, as you can see, I’m way too late for the party and can’t find any fanfics featuring the Shibuya Arc.

I’m thirsty for some good canon accurate fan fiction so here I am begging for some good content.

If anyone of you could recommend me something to read — specially Gojo, Geto, Sukuna and Mahito stuff — I would be eternally grateful. I’ll like, comment and reblog the works, ofc!

Feel free to share your or others’ works! Thank you so much for your attention!

[yujisgirl]

toji n shiu x reader : nsfw drabbles for tmrw? 😋

or maybe...day after tmrw idk </3

ive already written them on my ao3 acc but i wanna make it pretty for tumblr <33 (trust me it wont b pretty, i suck at tumblr still)

Im convinced my love langugage is writing hardcore toe curling smut for my friends, bcs ive written 3 whole lengthy fics filled with pure smut for my best friend's Christmas gift and im gonna focus on that today sooooo tmrw ill deliver toji n shiu

!! reminder theyre all toji x shiu x afab! reader

sneakpeak kinda: Blowing them off (both separately and when theyre tgther) How they normally operate, Double penetration with Shiutoji How they eat you out How they finger you Kinks (Exhibition/Public sex + Toys ) w/ shiutoji Stuff you wear that turns them on

[vhyunjinverse]

THE AMAZING ADVENTURES OF CHOSO ! ✭ <first time with you>

Choso x gn!chubby reader (18+)

“Fuck….f-fuck- god-!”

Choso couldn’t believe sex could feel this good. He’s only had sex once. He’s never been with you before in this way though. As long as you’ve been together you’ve never slept together. Only blow jobs and pussy eating.

When you came to him, panties dripping wet he couldn’t hold back from it. The way your thighs squeezed around your panties sent him over the edge. He had no problem stopping what he was doing- it’s never as important as you.

His hands has their grip on your ass happily as your grinded on him. He was an ass man- no- a you man. There was something about you that intrigued him so much. Your curves- everything. The way your cunt took him so..so well. “Feels so good- fuck..fuck fuck fuck why didn’t we do this sooner?” Because he respected you. He took care of you and never went to that place you were too shy to go to. He fell in love with you and your body. Your beautiful body he couldn’t help touching when given the chance.

You cry out softly, Choso’s cock slipping from your wet folds with a pop! He shudders, cum dripping from the head of his dick. The look on his face had you gripping his arm even tighter. His hair fanning around his face to the sweat dripping down the side of his head, everything. He couldn’t stop his fingers from touching your sensitive clit. “Choso..” you whine. “Let’s..” he pants, watching his cum leak from his favorite meal. “Can I fuck you from the back?”

[rinsvg]

Cw: fluff to the highest degree, Chose just knowing you in every way ꒰੭⸝⸝´`⸝⸝꒱

There's something undeniably comforting about being surrounded by familiar things. That's why it's so important for Choso to make sure his loved ones feel at home in his spaces, no matter where they are. And for him, that’s in a committed relationship, That often means gradually starting to keep your favorite products and comfort items in his home.

It starts small with Choso, who keeps a particular brand of coffee in the pantry or a favorite type of tea in the cupboard after seeing you drink it a few times. Maybe it's a certain brand of shampoo or soap in the bathroom or a favorite candle on the nightstand. Whatever it is, he takes notice, and you can bet you will find more of those when they run out. These little touches can make a big difference in how comfortable and at ease he makes you feel at home.

As your relationship grows, these simple acts accumulate to create a sense of familiarity and belonging that makes all the difference in how you feel in your living surroundings. It's a way of expressing, "I want you to feel at home here," and it's very meaningful to both of you.

So, whether it's a favorite snack, a beloved blanket, or a treasured piece of art, Choso’s taking the time to incorporate your favorite products and comfort items into your home is a simple but effective method for him to demonstrate how much he cares.

[meiissblog]

Late night visit ⭐️ Gojo x Fembodied Y/N

⚠️SPOILERS for Jujutsu kaisen ⚠️

• REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!

Scenario:

Y/n and Gojo have been together for a year but recently y/n is getting tired of Gojo acting so suspicious and secretive about everything so she confronts him.

~ Late night visit ⭐️~

⚠️WARNINGS ⚠️

NSFW 18+ only

•drama• slight arguing•oral (fem receiving)•slight degradation? (he calls you a slut)•talk of voyeurism?•

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Y/N POV:

It was late 2:00 AM to be exact

I lay with my head on my hand still waiting at my immaculately decorated dining table food still sitting in the same place I had set it hours ago.

“He stood me up again…”. I mutter quietly to myself irritated the sadness from earlier fading now into anger. I slam my hands against the table as I stand up going towards my charging phone in the living room. I pick up my phone still no missed calls I feel myself getting more irritated.

when my arms wrap around my waist I jump in fear Immediately trying to get out of the person's grip until I hear Gojo’s goofy laugh. “Hey baby what has you so jumpy”. I turn around so I’m facing him. “Fuck you toru, you scared me”. I reach up gently pecking his lips he smiles into the kiss as he pecks me back.

We part from each other and I gently take his wrist leading him towards the dining room. “I made you dinner but it’s cold now I’ll have to go reheat sit down and relax I’ll be right back”. I quickly take both our plates and head into the kitchen.

I stand in front of the microwave as I wait for the food to heat up as my thoughts swirl in my head. So it’s one of those times again huh? he shows up hours late for our date then we have sex right away and then leaves without a goodbye. Before We used to actually sit and talk now it feels like we are just hookup buddies and I’m tired of it if he wants a hookup it’s not going to be me.

Just then I feel his hands grope my sides as his warm lips kiss the side of my neck. “Y/n you look so beautiful tonight I missed you”. I moan a bit as I feel his hands glide against my ass in a teasing manner. But before I get distracted I turn around grabbing Gojo’s hands. “T-toru we need to talk”. “Uh oh what’s the matter y/n was I being too

Aggressive?”. “N-no I’m just… , it feels like you don’t like me and you're just using me for sex if that’s the case I’d rather you’d be more clear if all you want is a hookup than I’m not your girl”. “Y/n I do like you and I want us to be together I promise I’m not using you for anything I’m sorry for not being here lately my job has been very busy and I haven’t had much time for anything”. he caresses my cheek with his large ruff hand. I pout slightly. “That’s what you always say toru, you say you’re a teacher but I have other friends who are teachers and they’re still not half as busy as you. Not only that you always have those massive bruises and massive scars all over your body what kind of teacher gets injured like that?”. “Y/n you know I can’t tell you-“. “I know I know! you can’t tell me because you’re protecting me whatever that means I’m starting to think you’re married or are part of the mafia”. Gojo just laughs.

I glare at him as Gojo kneels in front of me.

⚠️Smut warning ⚠️

“T-toru what are you doing”. He reaches under my dress pulling down my underwear. “I would like to make it up to you for being gone so often unless you don’t want it?”. I hesitate for a moment blushing as his pretty blue eyes look up at me with lust. “F-fine..”.

I open my legs so he can have easier access placing my hands on the counter behind me.

he runs his fingers against my slit spreading me open and inserting his forefingers with ease as his lips attach my clit sucking on it. “Gojo, fuck…”. He hums in satisfaction the vibrations going directly against my clit. I moan again As He looks up at me with his beautiful blue eyes. As his fingers also begin to thrust into me perfectly going for my g spot with pinpoint accuracy. Ramming his fingers against it while he continues to suck on my clit. “OH MY-…”. My hips uncontrollably thrust into his mouth he moans his other hand grabs my left hip tightly keeping me in place as my hips wiggle from the sensitivity as he continues to suck and lick my clit until it almost goes numb. “Shit”.. “does it feel good baby?”. “Y-yes”. I can feel myself getting closer as his movements get more sporadic. “You’re going to cum y/n aren’t you? Go ahead cum”.

As soon as those words leave his mouth I cum squirting all over his fingers I groan in satisfaction. “Fuck, y/n”. My legs shake as I can hardly keep myself upright he must’ve sensed this because Gojo immediately holds my body upright with ease as he lewdly licks all over my Pussy, inner thighs, and clit slurping away at all my arousal purposely overstimulating me. my right hand immediately goes onto his head and gently tugs at his soft hair. I moan “T-toru too much”. He immediately stops kissing my inner thighs leaving some very visible hickeys behind before he finally stands up grabbing my chin in a gentle yet dominaning way kissing me ruffly. I taste myself on his tongue as he gropes my breasts through my dress.

I separate from the kiss when I feel Gojo’s hard cock against my leg. “T-toru you do know people can see us from here right? I mean I live in an apartment building surrounded by other buildings do you not notice the big windows?”. “Yeah and? Here Turn around and lean against the counter y/n”. I sigh as He helps me strip my dress off I obey him leaning against the counter where my sink is located. the counter right in front of the large windows I had just mentioned. “Toru! What did I just say”. he slaps my ass playfully right before he enters me without warning he also undoes my bra stripping it off me as he thrusts.

I moan loudly as Gojo reaches around groping my breasts as he thrusts harder. “You know y/n for someone who acts ashamed about being seen your Pussy is completely soaked be honest you’d like for someone to see us like this wouldn’t you?”. Gojo kisses and licks the back of my neck. “I’m w-wet from coming earlier I don’t-”. I moan as he thrusts directly into my g spot. “Hmmm?”. His warm lips touch my ear I shiver from his hot breath as he whispers. “Then why is your pussy gripping onto my cock with a death grip? Admit you’re a slut who likes to be displayed to others. I don’t mind people watching as I rail you”. “G-gojo”… He gently punches my nipples as he thrusts into my G-spot multiple times. “Admit it slut”. “I-I like being seen b-but only by you”. “Cute”. Gojo gently bites the back of my neck as he continues to thrust but he unexpectedly removes himself.

“Y/n baby turn around”. I immediately get up turning towards Gojo as he picks me up and sets me on top of my counter next to my sink. he kisses me shoving his tongue in my mouth I moan welcoming it as I kiss back gently grabbing his face with both hands as he leans on top of me. As he opens my legs he enters me again. We both moan into our kiss as he thrusts into me once again.

I wrap my legs and arms around Gojo’s waist pulling him in closer as we both kiss sloppy as he thrusts in farther the both of us getting close. Gojo pulls Away from our kiss “You’re getting close and so am I should I pull out?”. “Y-yeah…”. I moan as he thrusts a few more times bringing me over the edge my toes curling as Gojo pulls out of me stoking himself a few times before finally cumming all over my stomach and chest.

⚠️Smut over⚠️

We both sit there for a few moments catching our breath. Gojo laying his body on top of mine I smile running my hand threw his hair. “I love you”. Softly I kiss his head multiple times. After another few moments, he gently picks me up taking me into the bathroom as we both clean up. He remains surprisingly quiet throughout the rest of the night something feels off almost as if he’s lost in thought. I sit on the side of my bed as I feel some sadness wash over me should I not of said I love you? Did I freak him out? when Gojo enters my room still dressed in the robe I gave him earlier usually he’d be long gone by now. “Toru? Is something wrong with the laundry do you need help?”. “No y/n… he comes up beside the bed kneeling in front of me taking my hand gently in his looking up at me with serious eyes. My heart drops is he going to break up with me?! “Y/n… I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone which is why you deserve the truth. even if you don’t believe me”. “Okay?..”. “The truth is y/n I’m a jujutsu sorcerer who kills cursed spirits I was hired and paid by your family to look over you.

because even though you’re a human who can’t see cursed spirits you have some kind of spiritual cleansing effect around you that kills them. Thanks to that bigger cursed spirits are attracted to you and they put you in danger”. I look at him with confusion I think for a moment I know the things he’s saying should sound like insane rambling but concerning my life it kinda makes sense. “Tell me can cursed spirits be small? And look like weird looking bug-like creatures?”. “Yeah some of them why?”. “When I was a child I would see these weird bugs around me all the time but every time I told someone nobody believed me and everyone thought I was crazy”. “ do you still see these things?”.

“Yeah, sometimes my grandfather saw them as well he always told me to picture a bright light and they would go away”. “How interesting”. Gojo looks off in deep thought once again. “Toru, are you going to stay with me for the rest of the night?”. He hums as he climbs into the bed next to me. “Sure baby, if you’d like”. he strips off his robe I do the same so the both of us are completely naked once again.

We both cuddle with each other under the warm soft blankets enjoying each other's body heat. Taking and laughing casually my eyelids getting heavy as I fall asleep with my head against Gojo’s chest.

Gojo POV:

I hold y/n close using my six eyes still sensing a cursed special grade around us but for some reason, I can’t see it. It’s here in this apartment I know it even if my eyes can’t see it.

I’m glad I came to visit, now that I’m here she won’t be hurt. I’ll have to contact someone at the school tomorrow and take my vacation early there’s no way I can leave right now with this thing after y/n.

Hours pass I stay up watching y/n sleep admiring her beauty when the cursed energy I sensed leaves.

Don’t worry y/n with me you’re safe

I love you.

MASTERLIST

[bestiesenpai]

Sorry I’m rusty at writing now. But kill bill by sza is so good. Yandere shit + blood ahead. Femme implied reader but easy to sub out.

“I’m so mature, I’m so mature.” Staring maniacally at his own reflection, Sukunas bloody palms swiped down his cheeks, dragging the skin on his face and leaving red, wet stains.

“I even got a therapist, just like you asked.”

He’d been involuntarily committed for almost 5 weeks for a psychotic break; he was set to be held indefinitely as he was deemed too dangerous to be in society, that was until he broke out.

“They tried to tell me there were other girls out there but-” he broke himself off with a scoff and a roll of his eyes, “I don’t want any of them. All I want is you.”

Slapping his hands on the mirror, Sukuna finally tore his gaze away from himself and looked at you; laying face down on the carpet of his basement, tied up and passed out, just as beautiful as he remembered.

“I did a lot of writing while we were apart.”

He wrote your name in blood on his walls.

“A lot of thinking.”

He thought about killing you and that dope you took to the farmers market.

“And I tried so hard to ration with you, you have to know.”

If by ration he meant send you upwards of 600 texts a day, hundreds of missed calls, with a message constantly popping up between all the deranged babbling: he’d rather be in jail than be alone.

Everything was evidence, used to keep him locked up and away from you. When the court deemed him criminally insane and had him hauled away, Sukuna screamed that he wasn’t crazy. He was completely sober, he did everything out of love for you.

Stalking towards you, Sukuna rolled you over onto your back and stared. Gently caressing your cheek with the back of his hand, he smiled gently at you. This reminded him of when everything was good, when he would wake up next to you and stare lovingly at your sleeping form.

Ignoring the blood streaked down your cheek, he turned his attention to the corpse of the person you thought you could replace him with. Sukuna didn’t want you to see them and get scared, so he quickly dragged them to a side room, intent on dealing with them at a later date.

A small whimper pricked his ear and he rushed back to your side, just in time to see your eyes flutter to life. Cradling your head in his hands, Sukuna stared down at you with an unwavering gaze. He wanted to kiss you so bad it made his bones ache, but he didn’t want you to taste the blood on his face and be repulsed.

“H-how”, as you struggled to come to, your heart stopped at seeing Sukuna. “How did I get here?”

He was supposed to be locked up.

Put away for good and never heard from again.

You thought you had your life back.

“My love…” breathing heavily over you, Sukuna’s heart was picking up pace but for a different reason. “Don’t you remember what I said?”

Nothing came to mind, no recent memories. You shook your head.

“I’d rather be in hell than alone.”

[bokutosbiceps]

be on the lookout for some delicious gojo smut coming soon (as soon as i finish lectures for the day) 😉

[jade-qilin]

once upon a dream | jujutsu kaisen (nanami kento x f!reader) • 1/?

notes: i’m back with a new fic! this was self-indulgent because i love nanami kento with my entire heart <3 i don’t post on tumblr often but i swear i’m writing stuff! i still mostly post on wattpad </3. anyway, this is my first time writing in second-person POV so please be kind! also apologies if Nanami is OOC; i love him but i find his type of character is hard to write in a romantic view </3

this was originally meant to be a one-shot, but it got too long so i’ll be splitting it into two (maybe three) parts! i’ll add the link here once part two is added! this work will also be cross-posted onto wattpad and ao3 under the same name.

notes 2.0: part two will contain manga spoiler, f!reader, second-person POV, reader is an older student in university/joined university late, angst, nanami x reader. not proof-read.

details & content warnings: f!reader, fluff, manga spoilers

part two || ao3: xxx || no reposts; reblogs and follows appreciated

you were an older student at the university of tokyo, having had financial troubles which delayed your enrolment straight from high school. after a receiving a hefty sum of money from a recently deceased relative, you decided to use the money towards paying for a degree. the elation you had felt upon seeing the acceptance letter was a moment you would never forget.

having started later than most other freshmen, who were still baby-faced and so new to the world outside of high school, you often found yourself feeling out of place among your younger peers (though most were too busy studying to truly care and notice). still, classes went smoothly and, in your older age, you found that studying alone wasn’t as bad as your teenage self used to believe.

you were thankful that your apartment was within a reasonable distance from the university, so that you didn’t have to pay more towards a dorm room that was surely much more expensive than your one-room apartment. the cherry on top of this arrangement was how close your living space was to your job: a decent sized book store owned by a local group of friends. the job paid a living wage, the managers were kind (yet they always made sure there was no slacking), the regular customers were always so kind, and most importantly — on days where you were placed at the cash register — you were allowed to sit!

the job was truly a blessing. in fact, it was a bit suspicious how everything played out. nonetheless, as long as you remained vigilant and responsible, you were certain nothing bad could happen. the main reason you had decided to go to university was because you had a dream you wanted to make a reality, and a bachelor’s degree was the first step in doing so. the bookstore merely helped you survive thus far, and was a great fallback in case your original plans crashed and burned.

if anything, you felt more inclined to continue working at the bookstore, all thanks to a certain handsome stranger who stopped by many times.

nanami kento, his name which you had learned after asking if he wanted to sign up for a store membership account. he was as mysterious as he was handsome, with his nice suit and well-kept hair, and the ever-present sleepy look in his eye that was quite charming in its own right. you learned that despite his very mature — albeit still good-looking — face that he was only in his mid-twenties.

‘he’s very professional-looking.’ you had thought to yourself the second time he had come to shop. ‘i wonder what job he does that requires him to look so well-groomed.’

on his fifth or sixth visit, you decided to ask him directly.

“i’m... a salaryman.” he had responded, shifting his gaze elsewhere as he handed you his bounty of the day. “sorry, it’s not that interesting.”

“oh, please don’t feel bad! i apologize if i overstepped my boundaries. it’s just...” you trailed off. “you always look so well-dressed, and you always buy an enormous amount of books every time you stop by. i just got a bit curious, sorry.” nanami stifled a deep-pitched laugh behind his hand, causing your face to heat up and your eyes to widen.

‘i made him laugh!’

“sorry about that.” nanami regained his composure (not that it had changed much). “i can assure you though, it’s all for looks.” you quirked a brow playfully as you began scanning his items.

“i didn’t realize being a salaryman was a messy job.” you teased. the corners of nanami’s mouth stretched further, his smile growing.

‘by the shinto gods, he’s so handsome.’

“well, i wish it wasn’t, but when you have, ah, messy coworkers, things start to get unconventional. but,” he paused, a soft look adorning his beautiful eyes. “it pays well.”

“i can tell.” you point playfully at the large bag containing his newly purchased items. nanami laughs softly, not bothering much to hide it this time. you felt your cheeks warming up once more that day.

“you yourself seem to enjoy your job.” he says suddenly, causing you to look up from the cash register. noticing your surprised face, nanami coughs and continues, his ears now red. “i mean, every time i come by, you seem to be enjoying yourself.”

you give a little hum. “well, it does pay well, and it’s close to both my apartment and the university.”

“oh? i didn’t realize you were still a student.” you become flustered, this time with embarrassment, as you shake give an awkward laugh.

“well, some things got in the way of me pursuing post-secondary education straight from high school. you know how it is, haha. but, better late than never, as they say.”

“there’s no shame in that.” surprised by nanami’s answer, you look at him straight in the eyes. there’s a gentle smile on his face. “shit happens in life, but knowing when make a chance and take hold of it is, as you said, better than never.”

you’re so elated at hearing nanami’s kind words that no answer comes to mind. thankfully, as if cupid himself was watching, nanami’s cellphone begins to ring. the man gives a curt bow and goes to answer it. you let out a silent sigh in relief as you finalize his purchase.

‘thank you kamisama! i don’t know what i’d do with myself if he just saw me staring at him like that.’

by the time you finished your task, nanami had gotten off the phone. his face became serious, and it worried you slightly. you handed him his items.

“sorry i kept you waiting.” he apologized. “something urgent came up at work.”

“it’s no worries! if anything, i should be the one apologizing for taking up your time asking you such questions.” you bow quite frantically. not only was nanami a regular, but you really didn’t want him to stop coming because of how nosy you were. “i... i hope everything goes well with your work.”

nanami looks slightly surprised at your last words, before he smiled. he grabbed his items and gave a small bow again before heading out the door.

“thank you, miss. i hope all your dreams come true. take care now.”

you remained still in place, watching nanami leave the building. your face is warm and your heart seems to be elsewhere, thumping loudly in your chest. it isn’t until your coworker comes to tease you that you break out of your reverie. your coworker continues to ask many questions about the “strange man” and what he said to cause you to blush as hard as you are. it takes your manager’s calm intervention for you and your coworker to return to your duties.

the next time you saw nanami was after a few weeks. he looked more tired than usual, walking into the store at a slower pace. he was much more tense than when you two last spoke, and it caused you to worry.

‘i’m sure everything’s fine.’ you chastise yourself. ‘he’s a grown man who can take care of himself. besides, you’re thinking like a stalker, y/n.’

despite this reassurance, the anxiety in your heart refused to quell. from your seat at the register, you take quick glances as nanami maneuvered between the bookshelves. thankfully there weren’t many customers today. when the man began heading towards the cash register, you straightened yourself up and pretended to be doing other work.

nanami laid down a few books onto the counter, and you noticed how small the pile was in contrast to his usual visits.

“i’d like to buy these please.” his deep voiced seemed much more strained than usual. you only noticed the difference due to how often he visited. you gave a short nod and began scanning his items. nanami shifted his gaze towards the stand that held handmade bookmarks.

“did... did something bad happen at your workplace?” you finally mustered the courage to ask. nanami stares at you in slight bewilderment, and you force yourself to speak more. “i mean, last time you came by, you said something came up at work. and you seemed a bit troubled so, i was just wondering if...”

your sudden courage failed on you as you began to stammer and trip over your words. you finished by apologizing politely, your words barely coherent. there’s a small silence before nanami speaks up again, and when you raise your head to catch his gaze, you find that his face his red and that he’s struggling to hide a smile (okay well, not really, considering how large his hands are).

“um,” his voice cracks ever so slightly. “i didn’t realize, um, sorry.” he begins whispering to himself, his words incoherent, before regaining his composure. “in short, something did come up, but everything’s been resolved. there is no need to trouble yourself, but thank you.”

you nod your head slowly, but you must still appear to be visibly unconvinced as nanami continues with a soft smile, the one that melts your heart, that you haven’t seen in weeks.

“how about i, um, take you out for coffee. and i can explain a bit, if that will help quell your worries.” your eyes widen and your heart begins to race.

“no no, i could never ask to take up your time! i’m sorry for being nosy; i just couldn’t help but be a bit worried.” you apologize.

“it’s no trouble to me, miss. i just do not want you to fret over nothing.” nanami checks his watch quickly. “besides, i appear to be taking up your time on the clock. if anything, i seem to be continuously imposing on you. i would hate to see you get fired; then i’d have no reason to keep coming here.”

you barely catch nanami’s last few words, but they still reach your ears in the end. your heart is beating so hard, you’re scared it’s about to burst. nanami’s face is a deep shade of red, his hands awkwardly clasped together. despite this flustered look, he’s able to maintain eye contact with you, and his gaze is intense, fiery, and you fail to find any other message behind them. tripping over your words once more, you begin nodding your head.

“yeah,” you swallow hard. “coffee sounds good.”

nanami’s smile grows slightly. he takes out his phone and you give him your number. after tearing out a blank piece of paper from the receipt printer, nanami writes his name and number down on it before handing it back to you.

“so you won’t be surprised at the random number texting you.” he says.

you both agree to arrange the outing via phone, after your shift is done. after finishing nanami’s current purchase, the goodbye is awkward, but not in the same way as usual. after he leaves, your coworker once again saunters up to you, her face plastered with an incredulous expression.

“did you just score a date with mr. hottie?! girl, how did you do it?! all the men i attract have been so trashy.”

you can’t really come up with an answer as your coworker continues her barrage of questions, and it isn’t until your manager (once again) comes around to gently remind you both that you’re still on the clock, and that rush hour was about to begin (on weekdays, the rush being in the evening when students are let out of classes. they often enjoyed spending time in the bookstore checking out the manga).

though you are able to finish your shift with no problem, nanami’s handsome face and alluring voice fail to leave your mind for even a second.

once you arrived in the safety of your apartment, you get yourself cleaned up before preparing a quick meal for yourself. as the stove heats up, you unlock your phone and spot a text from a new number. opening the LINE app, you fish for the paper nanami gave you and begin comparing the two numbers together.

“it really is from him... this is real.” you mumble, studying both nanami’s text and his messy (yet somehow still charming) handwriting.

[ Nanami Kento ]

Hello, this is Nanami Kento, from the bookstore.

[ y/n ]

Hello Nanami-san. This is y/n.

[ Nanami Kento ]

I assume I got the correct number then?

you giggle softly.

[ y/n ]

Of course. :) did you think I might have given you the wrong number?

There’s a pause.

[ Nanami Kento ]

No, I was just afraid I might have scared you off. I’m glad I didn’t.

‘kamisama, even through text he manages to be so charming.’ you blush.

you and nanami continue texting until the stove needs your full attention, to which you tell the man you’ll be right back. even as you’re eating, you continue conversing with him. you are also able to arrange a date and a location for where you’re going to meet up. nanami offers to pick you up, but after sharing each other’s address, you find that he lives in the opposite direction from both you and the café. you don’t let this damper your excitement though, and the texting finished as nanami says he must leave. staring at your last texts to each other, you begin to feel warm and fuzzy inside, excited for your date.

***

nanami turned off his phone as he heard gojo and itadori’s voices heading his way.

‘right,’ he thinks to himself. ‘i’m still technically at work.’

he hated lying to you about his profession, but the jujutsu world was not for non-sorcerers to be affiliated with. besides, you both had just started talking more casually with each other. it was far too soon for nanami to share such information to someone who wasn’t quite yet his lover.

nanami’s mind was more unfocused than he thought, as he failed to hear gojo and his pupil actually enter the room, his daydreaming broken only by gojo’s bright blue eye staring at him from under the six-eyed sorcerer’s blindfold.

“what’re you thinking about, nanamin? you have this weird look on your face.” gojo says before gasping. “have you been texting someone naughty things?!” nanami could feel a headache coming, and sukuna’s vessel wasn’t helping.

“eh?! i didn’t know you had a girlfriend, nanamin! you have to tell me about her!” itadori and gojo continued to pester nanami, bombarding the bespectacled man with numerous questions.

“she’s not my girlfriend.” nanami retorts sternly, annoyed now. ‘at least, not yet.’

big mistake. itadori and gojo now focus on the “she” aforementioned, and nanami tries his hardest not to punch gojo right then and there. it’s not until ichiji and itadori’s classmates, fushiguro megumi and zen’in maki, arrive that gojo and itadori quiet down (although the former continued to make teasing jabs at nanami throughout the meeting).

the meeting seemed to drag on longer than usual; it wasn’t supposed to be a formal thing, just a catch up on the strange patchwork curse nanami and itadori had fought about a week or so ago. as itadori and his classmates began making idle talk, nanami’s mind started to wander back to you and your concerned face upon seeing him earlier that day.

shoko had done a good job healing up the wound inflicted by the cursed spirit, but nanami’s muscles still felt like they were on fire. the medical sorcerer had told him to be careful when moving about, but nanami was insistent on seeing your face again. the missions he had been assigned gave him little free time.

while the man did love his books, the biggest reason he continued visiting that bookstore was to see you. the first few times he came around was by chance, but he soon began to notice how regular your shifts were. after that, it became a habit for him to appear when you were on the clock. the books he bought were nice, and he truthfully did hope to read them all sometime, but he could have easily had the books ordered from a bigger bookstore chain and shipped straight to his place, or he could have used the e-reader gojo had gifted him awhile back to buy digital copies at a cheaper price.

but no, nanami wouldn’t change a thing. his last mission truly was an unassuming blessing in disguise, as it gave him an opportunity to ask you out. nanami recalled feeling so relieved when you accepted his request, and he felt like a high school boy who had just gotten Valentine’s Day chocolate from their crush as he stared at your contact profile.

nanami couldn’t wait for your date to come, and he hoped your relationship could deepen even more.

[END]

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~Rules~

‼️MINORS DO NOT INTERACT‼️

I will write:

Noncon/dubcon (includes CNC)

Water sports

Incest

Fluff

Anal/Anal play (m + f receiving)

*LIGHT* DDLG

Yandere themes

Sub Reader (occasional dom but mostly sub)

Degradation

Exhibitionism

Impact play

Foot play

I will NOT be write:

Scat

Vore

Cannibalism

Vomit

X Male readers

Canon x canon

Pregnancy (breeding kink is fine but very specific)

Lactation

Fandoms I’ll write for (includes most characters):

My Hero Academia

Jujutsu Kaiden

Demon Slayer

Record of Ragnarok

Chainsaw Man

I’ll write almost any character in the listed fandoms—sans mineta.

[moun]

Request rules

Alright I’ve taken my first request a little while ago and people seemed to like it so I’ll willingly take more requests but I do have rules for said requests.

I really only write for anime/ manga/ games because that’s all I read/ watch/ play... you know no shame here. The anime/ manga/ games I’ll write for are: haikyuu, bnha, fkbu, demon slayer, bungo stray dogs, free!, yuri on ice, jujutsu Kaiden, aot, Dr. stone, black butler, blue exorcist, genshin impact, and assassination classroom holly shit I haven’t realized how many anime’s I’ve watched until now

I’ll really take any request I honestly struggle with ideas 70% of time so any request is greatly appreciated and I’ll reply as soon as possible

I refuse to write nsfw it makes me uncomfortable. If you request it I’ll answer by linking my rules. So please save both of us the trouble by just not requesting nsfw.

I will refuse to write character x character. Especially for bnha and haikyuu. I don’t ship anyone personally and I don’t want to be caught up in a shipping mess so I’m sorry but I just won’t write that.

Now on the contrary if you want same sex reader x same sex character I’ll write that. I would like to have a safe space for people who are lgbtq+ (I myself and Pansexual and non binary so I personally like it when creators make their pages/ content lgbtq+ friendly) so if you want to request that 100% will do.

If you don’t request a specific gender for the reader I’ll typically do gender neutral pronouns.

I’ll write headcanons, short fanfic, any AU, or even a requested series if you want.

Ok I think that’s it so request anything that follow my rules anytime if requests are closed I’ll make a post though they probably won’t be for a while.

[maria-reblogs-everything]

Please, please, please! Help me feed my unhealthy obsession with the Shibuya Incident, I’m begging you!!!

SUMMONING THE JJK FANDOM, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!

I just finished the last season — FINALLY — so, as you can see, I’m way too late for the party and can’t find any fanfics featuring the Shibuya Arc.

I’m thirsty for some good canon accurate fan fiction so here I am begging for some good content.

If anyone of you could recommend me something to read — specially Gojo, Geto, Sukuna and Mahito stuff — I would be eternally grateful. I’ll like, comment and reblog the works, ofc!

Feel free to share your or others’ works! Thank you so much for your attention!