#love how we went from a cold or hot question to Would You Top Sukuna

[teddybeartoji]

.1 do you prefer warm or cold drinks?

.2 would you top with sukuna?

.3 whats your favorite position with toji :)

JUMPING UP AND DOWNNN YAYY YIPPEEE YAYYYY

1. COLD DRINKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i do love my hot coffee and my hot tea but man i overheat so easily in like every scenario so i do mostly lean towards the colder drinks lmao 2. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT A GLORIOUS QUESTIONNN>:3333333333 no but hmmm as much as i'd like to say that i top........................... ykw. we both do actually. yes, yes a rare sight of a sub!kuna but i'd get bored if i never got to top!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he is my. good boy. 3. WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABT HEREEE WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABTTTTT prone bone. hehe. and as for what's my favourite SLEEPING position? me just laying on top of him lazy cat style:333333333333

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[strangeinternetwasteland]

Shattered Reality- Chapter1

A/N: This is a request for a Gojo Satoru Jujustu Kaisen Modern Mafia AU. It will be a few chapters long and hopefully turns out well

WARNINGS: alcohol consumption, hangover, swearing, sex, getting handsy

Word Count: 3.5k

The beat thumping throughout the club could be heard outside. Standing in line was torture, never knowing if you’d get in or not. The hottest nightclub was only a few blocks from your apartment. The Temptation, it was called.You weren’t really sure as to why they called it that, but everyone that had been said it was a fitting name. You were lucky the club had opened in the summer, standing in line in the cold would have been hell. There was a cool edge to the night that made a shiver run down your back. Looking down at your phone, you tried to message your friend,Kioko, for the 20th time in just as many minutes.  You were impatient to say the least. You shifted your weight from one foot to another.

“Hey! Y/N!” A woman called from a car, as she stepped out revealing her low cut yellow dress, you suddenly felt under dressed and self conscious, looking at your best friend. She was beautiful, you couldn’t deny that. She stood at 5’ 7” (170cm), had curly brown hair, and golden eyes, that when they hit the sun just right, they looked like molten gold.

“You look so amazing in that green dress, love.” Kioko chirped. Her brilliant smile glowed brighter in the night. “Well, let’s head inside.” She grabbed your hand and yanked you out of line.

“Kioko, I was line for over an hour. We can’t just go walking in there.” You protested. She rolled her eyes at you and giggled.

“Oh, you’re so cute. I told you to be here at exactly 8 pm.” Her energetic personality was infectious but you were still worried.

The bouncer was a big man, he towered over everyone, and wore a severe grimace on his face. This didn’t affect Kioko at all. He made you cower inward involuntarily.

“Hi Remi! Me plus 1.” She told the man. He nodded and let the two of you pass.

“Woah, he just let you in like that?” You asked in awe.

“Well, yeah. My family owns the club. I can get in whenever I want. I will have them add your name on the permanent list.” She said nonchalantly.

‘The Temptation belonged to her family?!?’ You thought to yourself. Kioko was your best friend, but she never hinted at the fact that she was rich. She was easily the most down to earth person you had ever met. 

She gave you another one of her easy smiles and pulled you along. The music of the club was deafening and full of bass, but the actual inside was more immaculate than you could have ever imagined. There were waiters and waitresses  bustling around to the different tables. There were three levels to the club. 

The first floor was mostly the dance floor and two bars, with a few tables. The second floor had booths and more recessed seating for those who wanted to just enjoy the darkness. The top floor had a few private rooms for VIP guests. 

You couldn’t believe how the rumors of the club did it no justice. Just ahead of you stood Kioko talking to a tall dark haired man you had seen a handful of times. He was Kioko’s brother, Geto. 

“Geto, I don’t know if you remember, but this is Y/N.” Kioko introduced you officially to her brother. He glanced over your body once before settling on your face He smiled, reaching a hand out toward you.

“Yes, I remember that face. It’s nice to officially meet you, and see you again. You’re looking as lovely as ever.” He gently took your hand and pressed his lips to the back of it. You blushed at this intimate gesture.

“Geto, leave her alone. She’s easily embarrassed.” Kioko defended you.

“Well, I think it’s cute. Enjoy yourself, my dear. If there is anything you need or desire, feel free to let someone know and we’ll try to grant your request.” He said before walking away. You were left dumbfounded and a bit confused.

“Sorry about him, he flirts with everyone. He thinks he’s so suave.” Kioko said invading your thoughts. You watched him walk away to the other side of the club and talk to another person. You absently followed Kioko trying to figure out exactly if Geto was being serious or just flirting to flirt. You decided that it was probably the latter and didn’t dare think twice about it. 

“Hey, Sukuna!” Kioko’s voice squeaked. This was something new to you. Kioko was always cheery, but she never really expressed any interest in anyone. Judging how high her voice went you could tell she was interested in the bartender. 

“Hey, Kioko. What can I get for you and your friend this evening?” He shot a devilish smile and your friend.  This caused her to smile, and her knees to buckle slightly.

“Well...You are the bartender, what do you recommend?” She asked him as she twirled a strand of her hair. You tried not to act awkward with the situation unfolding before you. You knew that Kioko was a flirt, but seeing her turn into mush around a guy made you feel dirty. You turned your attention to the dance floor, deciding that looking anywhere else would be best. You heard a giggle erupt from Kioko, and it was sickening to you. You closed your eyes, took a deep breath and released it trying to make the best of the situation.

“I think Kioko likes him.” A sexy voice interrupted your thoughts. You opened your eyes and turned your attention to where the voice came from. There was a man lounging against the bar with white hair, and he was wearing sunglasses. ‘In the dark club, you’re wearing sunglasses?’ You asked yourself. You noticed that he had the longest legs you’d ever seen. You were probably a good foot (31 cm) shorter if you had to guess. 

“I am going to make fun of them. Just watch.” The white haired man said.

“Hey! You two, I’d say there was a VIP room available but Sukuna has a job he has to do. Maybe you could keep it in your pants until after your shift?” He teased the couple. A hearty laugh erupted from Sukuna. Kioko flushed with embarrassment, something that you’ve never seen before.

“Gojo, why are you teasing me? Don’t you have some woman to harass?” Kioko retorted.

“I don’t harass them. I am a gentleman, they come on to me. I cannot help that.” He laughed. 

“Sure. Whatever you say, Gojo. What do you want?” Kioko asked in annoyance. He brightly smiled at Kioko, and patted her head.

“Why are you wearing sunglasses in a dark club?” You interrupted. Gojo turned his brilliant smile to you. He pulled his sunglasses down slightly, revealing the most marvelous cerulean eyes you’d ever seen. Your breath caught in your throat. He stood to his full height.

“Well, you see, little one, it’s because I want too.” He patted your head too. He turned his attention back to Kioko. “To answer your question, Kio, my bartender isn’t serving the drinks to our guests. He is too busy flirting with you, princess.” He teased Kioko. You could see Kioko’s anger growing.

“Don’t call me that. I hate it! Sorry, that I think your bartender is hot, and am trying very hard to get into his pants.” She hissed back at Gojo. This only amused him more. 

“Well, you know, I could let you two go off together for a few minutes, but then I’d have to tend the bar. Plus, your friend here, she’d be left alone to all these sharks. Particularly, your brother. He seems rather interested in her. I can’t blame him entirely, though.” Gojo told them his eyes looking over your body.

“Gojo. Name your price.” Kioko shot at him. He paused a moment to think. 

“You know, I love annoying or making Geto mad.” He amused aloud.

“Fine, whatever. I’ll go along with whatever your plan is...Please, just give us ten minutes.” She begged him.

“Not just you, I want your friend. I am sorry what’s your name?” He asked looking at you.

“Y/N.” You replied, with a bit of hesitation in your voice. 

“Y/N needs to help too.” Gojo demanded. Kioko’s eyes met yours. She was pleading silently to you to agree with this plan. You couldn’t tell her no, not after all the charity, and kindness she showed you.

“Alright, I’m in.” You told them. Kioko squealed with giddiness, grabbed Sukuna’s wrist and pulled him in the direction of the stairs. Gojo walked behind the bar and started preparing a drink. After a few minutes, he placed the concoction before you.

“Here. It’s not overwhelming with the taste of alcohol. It’s more sweet than bitter.” He told you. You reluctantly took the glass in your hand and sipped. You were surprised at how sweet the drink was. It was quite pleasing. You were a bit impressed. 

“Gojo, where is Sukuna? He should be the one tending the bar.” Geto’s voice was flat.

“He’s in the bathroom.  He was telling me had eaten some hot wings with ranch dressing for lunch, and you know how his stomach can be.” Gojo stated. Geto looked around and noticed you sitting at the bar by yourself.

“Where is Kioko?” He asked you. You didn’t want to lie, you had to try to play it as cool as Gojo had. This was the plan you did agree to after all, or so you thought.

“Oh, some rando came up to her asking her to dance. He was whispering sweet nothings in her ear. She can’t resist a man who says all the right things.” You tell Geto. The look on his face went from neutral to utter disgust within a few seconds, it was laughable, but you kept your face still.

“That’s too much. He better not lay a finger on her or I will break his whole fucking arm.” Geto threatened. His eyes searched the dance floor for Kioko, but he lost interest after a second. His attention focused on you.

“Well, if Gojo’s done trying to take advantage of you, would you like to dance?” Geto asked. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Kioko returning, her hair a bit disbelieved but her makeup was immaculate. You felt a weight lift off your shoulders.

“Hey, princess, how was your dance with Prince Charming?” Gojo questioned her giving a look. She picked up the hint, and gave an eye roll.

“Boring, wanna go tear up the dance floor, Y/N?” She offered you. You shook your head in agreement and pulled her a little too quickly to the dance floor. You felt two sets of eyes lingering on you. You brought the two of you deeper into the mass of dancers. You didn’t exactly feel like dancing at this moment.

“Ki, can I ask you something?” You hoped she’d be straightforward with you.

“Sure, what’s up?” She replied.

“Did you say anything about me to your brother? He asked me to dance. I mean he threatened to break a fake dude’s arm. He’s kind of scary. Does he know about you and Sukuna?” Your questions rained down on her.

“Woah. Okay yeah, Geto can be a little intense. He’s super protective for no reason, maybe its our dad, I don’t really know. I did tell him I was bringing my cute friend to the club tonight. He doesn’t know about Sukuna and I. I mean Gojo does, obviously.” She answered honestly.

“Oh, okay. How do you know Gojo? How does your brother? I mean I didn’t even know that you even were rich before tonight. You’re one of the coolest, down to earth people I’ve ever met.” You wanted to know everything you could.

“Well, Gojo and Geto are bffs. I mean they grew up together. My dad didn’t want us to be complete assholes and stuck up snobs so he sent us to public school. Gojo is like another brother to me.” She told you. 

“Sorry, I have so many questions.” You were ashamed. You really just wanted to know the truth. You felt like you were being intrusive.

“Don’t apologize, N/N. Really. You’re my best friend, I don’t want there to be secrets between us. I do want you to know that I don’t want Geto to know about Sukuna and I at all, if you could not tell him, that would be great.” She was definitely going to hold you to that promise. Honestly, you wanted to press for more information from here.

“Let’s go somewhere else quieter where we can talk.” She took you by the wrist and brought you to a VIP room. The thundering music from outside could still be heard, but it was so muted that you could have an actual conversation in the room. Then it dawned on you, that this was probably where Kioko took Sukuna to have sex and you were slightly disgusted being in the room. Your face must’ve given away your thoughts.

“Oh, no these aren’t the rooms for sex. Those are across the hall. They have light switches and other options for making the mood just right.” Kioko stated. A waitress came in and delivered drinks to you and promptly left. You took a swig of the drink. It was the same drink Gojo had served you. You smiled slightly at the thought.

“Okay, Y/N. I have to know, please be honest, but I’ve never seen Gojo give any girl any sort of attention.” Kioko gushed, settling down into the plush couch. You really didn’t think twice about your interaction with Gojo. He was a family friend of  Kioko’s and was friendly.

“Um, okay. I don’t know. He was just friendly.” You said to her unsure of what she wanted to know.

“Okay. I grew up with Gojo. One, he’s never just gone up to a woman and started talking to her for no reason. Two, he’s never even thought twice about showing anyone those baby blues. Three, he doesn’t ever, and I mean EVER, want more than one person in on his pranks with Geto. Four, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Fifth, he never gave two fucks in learning anyone’s name.” Kioko counted the reasons on her fingers. You didn’t know what was considered normal for him, since you had just met him. You blushed slightly thinking it was ridiculous that he was even paying you that much attention.

“Ki, I think you’re reading too much into it. I mean I don’t know the guy, and I know you grew up with him, but I think he was just being friendly.” You chewed on your lip feeling nervous for no reason. You distracted yourself by taking another drink of your beverage. “Besides, what’s up with Geto? What did you exactly tell him about me?” Kioko took a drink.

“Okay, please don’t be mad.” She took a deep breath in. Whenever she started with this you knew whatever was going to follow would’ve been either a ridiculous lie, or something similar. “I told him that my cute friend was going to come to the club tonight. That you had wanted to come since it opened, but I didn’t want to be here cause he owns it. I didn’t want him to be super annoying or overprotective or any of that stupid shit that he does. So he asked me more questions about you, you know, what you like, what kind of alcohol you enjoyed, how long we’ve known each other, what you looked like. I mean. Stupid things ya know.” She took another drink. “So I told him we met in our freshman year in high school. We had a few classes together. We became fast friends. I told him you enjoyed drawing, and practicing martial arts, and occasionally reading in your free time. You didn’t drink often, but when you did it was usually something a bit sweeter and fruity. Then I showed him a bunch of photos of us together throughout the years. He didn’t give any hint of anything. He asked your name, and I told him. I literally didn’t think twice about it since he’s always like that.”

“Ki, I don’t care. He’s your brother. He’s looking out for you I am sure. If I were your sister I’d do the same.” You reassured her. Honestly, you couldn’t blame her. There was nothing to blame her for, even if the meeting left a sick feeling in the back of your mind. You pushed the uneasiness away. Kioko changed the subject to something lighter. For the next few hours, you drank and planned your summer vacation together. Imagined what it would be like the last year of college, and giggled over boys. The two of you were intoxicated.

“Y/N...Did I ever tell you?” Kioko’s words slurred together. You were trying to walk out of the VIP room, but it was unsuccessful. You both fell in a pile on the floor in a fit of laughter.

“You did!” You giggled and shouted at the same time. Not really sure what the conversation was about, but the happy light feeling you felt from the alcohol and good night with your friend probably didn’t help you understand any better. There was a knock at the door which caused the two of you to laugh hysterically.

“Come in!” Kioko tried whispering but ended up screaming it anyway. Geto appeared at the door looking very serious and upset. He crossed his arms over his chest.

“I thought you left hours ago. You are totally inebriated. How irritating and irresponsible of you, Kio.” He chastised her. You tried standing up as straight as you could, and walked, more like stumbled, toward Geto. You got right in his face, he could smell the mix of alcohol and sweetness on your breath.

“Look here, asshole. We are best friends. You can take that stick you have shoved up your ass and pull it out. You don’t get to yell at her. I don’t get to yell at her. No one gets to yell at her.” You were poking Geto’s chest as hard as you could. Kioko stood as still as she could, and stared right at you. You felt so brave with all this alcohol in your system. “She is her own person. She can make her own decisions, you don’t own her. She doesn’t need your judgments, you annoying judge man.” You saw Geto smile, and it sickened you to look at it. You felt the bile rise in your throat the longer he stayed there. Kioko’s shrill laugh broke the silence, and Geto turned to leave shaking his head.

“You told him!” Kioko said, still laughing as she threw one finger in air. “Fuck you bitches!” She yelled out the door behind him. She calmed herself down a bit before looking at you asking, “Who was that?” You shrugged at her and started laughing all over again forgetting about the feeling Geto left you with. 

After 15 minutes, which to you and Kioko felt like two hours, Gojo and Sukuna arrived. The two of you were in hysterics over the question of elephants having teeth. They handed you two bottles of water.

“Alright ladies, have no fear your prince is here.” Sukuna had told you both. “We need to drink this up pointing to the water.” Sukuna had managed to pick up and wrap Kioko’s arms around his waist. She smiled brightly at him.

“Are you taking me home? I’ll gladly go home with you.” She told Sukuna.

Gojo held out a hand for you to grab onto to pull yourself up. You didn’t know how drunk you truly were until you realized that you weren’t holding Gojo’s hand at all, but grabbed his crotch instead. Under normal circumstances, you’d’ve been embarrassed. You held onto him a lot longer than you should’ve.

“Damn, why is your hand so soft?” You asked out loud. You really couldn’t control the volume of your voice at all. Sukuna turned to look at the commotion you were causing and just laughed.

“Here, how about you take my hand instead of squeezing my dick? Unless, you’re planning on something a little more intimate.” Gojo teased you with a wink.  

“Damn, Gojo. Finally getting some action!” Sukuna teased. Both men were laughing, when Kioko decided to join in and in turn you as well. The laughing fit kept up after you two were placed inside a random car to go home. You didn’t really notice the twists or turns that the car had followed along the way, nor the person who was driving the car. You just sat back and let the car take you away. The rest of the evening you weren’t able to recall.

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