#noritoshi kamo x y/n

[kairiscorner]

arranged marriage au noritoshi kamo request is fulfilled ! 🫂

sorry, requests are closed for the moment babes, BUT I WILL COME BACK TO SERVE Y'ALL SOME STEAMING HOT BOTS SOON !

when he when he when he............

[tojisprettywife]

{note: *sigh* once again, unedited, not proof read, all characters are aged up. minors DNI.}

warnings: somnophilia?, nipple sucking, abt titty obsessed men

i keep thinking of how he’s so obsessed with boobs. even non sexually, stressed out?, his hands creep up under your top, just holding them. squeezing them, feeling their warmth. even in his sleep, he likes holding one titty in his palm. small or big, perky or not, he loves it. and when he wakes up earlier than you, feeling a little hot and bothered, his cock semi hard, he slowly lifts up your tee, his index finger tracing circles around your nipple. his breath warm on your nipples, causing them to harden. “mmh” you stir lightly in sleep but are too tired to wake up and notice what’s going on. he looks at you, to see whether you’re awake. he notices you’re still asleep, so he cups your breasts gently. both his index fingers, circling around your nipples, his eyes are fixated on them. he lowers his head slowly, taking one of your nipple into his mouth. his warm mouth, enveloping your hardened nipple. swirling his tongue, flicking his tongue on it, his hips slightly grinding against your thigh. he slightly whimpers, your tits either calm him down or turn him on a lot. his teeth slightly grazed your nipple, “mmmh” you stir awake lightly, look down at him. his eyes look into yours as his pretty lips are still around your nipple. “love?…” you softly say, registering what’s going on. you still keeps sucking on it slowly, looking into your eyes, his cock fully hard, pressing against your thigh. he pull away from your nipple, as a string of salvia connecting his lips to your nipple. he moves to other nipple, your hand finds his hair, gripping it as he sucks on the nipple harder. “ahhh” you moan softly, he pulls away lightly, pressing soft kisses on rest of your breast. “g’morning love” his voice rumbles in his chest, hoarse in the morning. “mmh morning baby” you say playing with his hair, as he keeps pressing kisses all over chest. “so pretty” he mumbles to himself, burying his face in between your breasts, grinding his clad cock against your clad sex. “baby….mmh” he tugs and pinches one of your nipples with his thumb and index finger eliciting a sharp moan. his soft kisses travel up to your neck, kissing that one spot that makes you shiver. his right hand slides past the waist band of your panties. “can we?…”

~ Choso Kamo! , Iwaizumi Hajime, Miya Osamu, Adriah Thomas, Chikara Ennoshita, Noritoshi Kamo, Megumi?, Rukawa Kaede, Miyagi Ryota!

~honorable mentions: Toji Fushiguro, Geto Suguru, Oikawa Toru, Mitsui Hisashi.

[jjkamochoso]

JJK Men with Insomniac Partner

Fluff

Request from Wattpad JJK Men x gn!reader

Warnings: none

Yuji:

You sighed as you laid in bed annoyed, sleep evading you as it always seems to these days.

"Babe? You alright?" said a sleepy voice next to you.

"Uh huh," you responded, embarrassed you had woken up your beloved bed buddy, "don't worry about it, Yuji. Go back to sleep."

You felt sheets rustle as you could just barely make out his figure in the darkness of the room. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand, lighting up his face that was contorted in worry.

"You sound sad. Having trouble sleeping again?" he asked, his big eyes shining brightly with concern as he reached for your hand, caressing it softly with his thumb.

"Yeah."

His lips formed a pout. "You should've woken me up! You know I'd stay up with you."

You let out another sigh. "And drag you into my bad sleep habits? No way."

"You don't have to deal with this alone, you know."

You felt his arms wrap around you, the comfort of his touch instantly calming you.

"You wanna watch a movie? Maybe something really boring that way you'll fall asleep no problem!"

You heard the smile he was wearing in his eager voice and you thought about how lucky you were to have such a kind boyfriend who loved to try and solve your problems.

You giggled. "That's a good idea, but you holding me is actually relaxing me a bit. Can we just stay like this for now?"

Yuji brought you in closer, pressing a kiss to your head. "Of course. But if I fall asleep again, please wake me up. Preferably with a kiss but if that doesn't work, a slap is fine, too."

You just shook your head, smiling. Your insomnia didn't seem as daunting with Yuji around!

Megumi:

It was 5am and your body had decided it had enough sleep for the night. Granted, you had only slept a mere 3 hours, but it was clear that you weren't going to be resting any longer so you got up, frustrated with how your day was starting. You made your way outside, careful not to disrupt any of the other students. You roamed the empty halls of Jujutsu High, the sun still below the horizon. You decided to go to your favorite spot on mornings like these: the roof of a classroom building. It was peaceful, hidden away from any other unfortunate souls who may be up at that hour. You climbed the stairs and opened the door to the roof. When you stepped out of the doorway, you saw the silhouette of a boy that was extremely familiar to you and your day already seemed to go in a better direction. You walked over, your feet barely making any noise as you sat next to your boyfriend.

"Couldn't sleep?" he asked. His voice was softer, not sporting that slight edge that creeped in more and more as the hours passed by.

"Nope. You either?"

"Nope."

You two sat in silence with your shoulders brushing, watching the sun as it slowly rose.

"I knew you'd be here," Megumi said after several minutes. "I hope you don't mind I'm here too."

"You make everything better," you whispered, resting your head against his shoulder. He was grateful that the sun was washing everything in its orange glow so you couldn't see the blush forming on his cheeks.

Yuta:

When Yuta woke up with empty arms and a cold spot where you usually lay, his heart sank. He knew exactly what was going on--your insomnia had struck again. Frowning, he pulled himself out of bed and took hold of an extra blanket before starting his search in the dark for you. He finally found you in the shared kitchen area, the light illuminating your hands cupped around your drink. He felt tugs at his heartstrings seeing your defeated posture.

"Y/n?" he called out softly, not wanting to scare you. You turned in your chair, surprise written on your face.

"Yuta! What are you doing up? It's the middle of the night."

"I woke up and you were gone," he said, putting the blanket around your shoulders before sitting next to you. "I wanted to make sure you were alright."

You buried your face in your hands. "I didn't mean to scare you! And I probably woke you when I got up. I'm sorry, I'm the worst."

Yuta gently took your hands into his own, coaxing you to look at him. "Hey, hey! No more of that. That's not true at all. I think I just subconsciously knew you left and that's why I woke. Not your fault."

He smiled at you tenderly. "I'll keep you company until you finish your drink and then we can walk back together, okay?"

"I'm fine, you have to go get your sleep," you tried to argue, but he wouldn't have it.

"I don't want you to be lonely. Besides," he added timidly, "I can't get any rest without you by my side."

You leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Then I promise to gulp this down so we can get you to bed, you hopeless romantic."

Seeing Yuta get adorably flustered in the dead of night made you not hate your insomnia so much!

Inumaki:

Frustrated with your lack of sleepiness, you did what any person would do: text their boyfriend!

You: hey are u awake? can't sleep☹️

Toge👅: of course i am !!

Toge👅: ooooh you want me soooo bad😈

You: never mind ur annoying

Toge👅: NOOOO PLEASE IM JOKING🥺🙏🧎

You: ur lucky ur cute. be right over

Toge👅: yay😇

When you got to Toge's room, the first thing you did was touch his game console. Feeling its heat, you pointed a finger at him accusingly.

"You weren't awake, you liar! You just turned this off and fell asleep, didn't you!"

"Bonito flakes!" he replied indignantly.

"I should go. I can't keep you up all night," you said, trying to knock some sense into him, but he grasped your arm before you could leave. Pointing to his bed, you took the hint to sit down. Showing you his typed answer on his phone, you saw him raise his eyebrows playfully.

Do you think this is the first time I've ever pulled an all nighter?

"Well, no but-"

He interrupted you with a finger to your lips, typing furiously with his other unoccupied hand.

It definitely won't be the last. Any time I can spend with you I'll gladly take :)

After you read the message, your eyes traveled up to see Toge blinking at you slowly, serenity overtaking his features. You gave him a short kiss before he turned the game console back on, snuggling into your side and low-key thankful for your insomnia to allow him to see you for many more hours--and also for the chance to beat the level he was currently stuck on.

Noritoshi:

After a long night of staring at the ceiling and finding no relief of sleep, you decided it was best to just get up instead of waiting for something that was never coming. You found yourself walking to the campus library, looking forward to losing yourself in an interesting book after 7 hours of dealing with uninteresting thoughts clouding your mind while you laid in bed. Plucking a story from the shelf, you quickly dove in. You were so engrossed that you didn't hear the library door opening and closing, signaling you were no longer alone.

"Y/n," Noritoshi said, capturing your attention. "What are you doing up so early?"

"Me? What about yourself?"

"I asked you first," he replied teasingly, sitting in the chair next to you.

"I couldn't sleep at all," you confessed, your voice coated in disappointment.

"Me neither," he replied. "Is it your insomnia or are you bothered by something?"

"Bothered by insomnia."

He nodded, knowing you had dealt with that for quite a long time.

"Obviously I'm no better off," he started, his gray eyes looking upon you lovingly, "so I don't have advice but I can offer you some companionship if you'd like."

"That would be amazing. Thank you," you told him, giving him a kiss on the cheek that made a faint blush arise on his skin. His smooth robes that brushed against your shoulder as you two read your books in a comfortable silence gave you the sense of calm you were craving all night.

Todo:

You were lying awake in your bedroom, the clock reading much past the time you should’ve been asleep. Your insomnia was hitting hard tonight and you didn’t know what to do. There weren’t many outside activity options available during the middle of the night but there was no way you could take another second being confined in the four walls that granted you no rest.

You: hey do you happen to be awake rn? no worries if not :)

Todo💪: can’t sleep??

Todo💪: I’m coming over!!

You lit up into a big smile when you read Aoi’s texts. He knew you so well and was always there for you whenever you needed him. You heard soft knocks at your door and opened it, greeted by your boyfriend flashing you a grin of his own as he leaned against the doorway.

“Care to go for a walk?”

Yeah—he understood you better than anyone else you had ever met.

“Please,” you said, taking his outstretched hand as you traversed into the night. The moon was hanging high in the sky, illuminating the walkway.

“I’m sorry you couldn’t sleep. Is there anything I can do?” he asked sweetly.

���This is more than enough, I promise,” you said. “I’m sorry if I woke you.”

“Don’t ever be sorry for that, y/n,” Aoi told you, giving your hand a small squeeze. “It’s a privilege and an honor for me to be the person you come to when you need comfort. Thank you.”

He looked like he was ready to cry, overwhelmed by his love for you. You pressed your body closer to his to show your own affection for him as you stepped in time with each other. You were relieved to know that no matter the time of day or situation you were in, Aoi wouldn’t hesitate to be by your side.

Ino:

You were busy making yourself some food in your apartment kitchen after your many unsuccessful attempts to fall asleep. You figured a midnight—well, 2am—snack couldn’t hurt so you got to work, making sure not to create too much noise; not that it mattered. Ino had started snoring at almost the exact moment his head hit the pillow, filling you with envy at how quick he could slumber. Seeing as he probably wouldn’t stir even if a bomb went off in the house, you weren’t too concerned about waking him up, though you were still being courteous. You put the baking sheet full of cookies you just made into the oven and were just about to shut the oven door.

“Ooh yum! Cookies!”

You slammed the oven door shut in your surprise, jumping out of your skin at the unexpected kitchen visitor.

“Oh my god, Ino! You scared me to death!” you chided, holding a hand to your wildly beating heart.

“Heh, sorry babe. Didn’t mean to startle you,” he said with a nervous, crooked smile.

“What are you doing awake anyway? It’s the middle of the night.”

“I got up to go to the bathroom and you weren’t in bed so I wanted to see if you were okay,” he explained. “Although I’m a fan of baked goods, why are you making these right now?”

“Couldn’t sleep a wink,” you said, irritated at your situation.

“That’s no fun, I’m sorry.” He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed the top of your head. “How about I stay up with you until these are done? Some cookies, a glass of milk, and kissing you doesn’t sound like a half bad way to spend my night.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to make you tired in the morning,” you said, concerned.

“I promise I’ll be fine. I can deal with being a little sleepy if it means I can gaze upon your cute face for more time than usual.”

You lightly swatted his chest. “You’re so cheesy.”

He grinned, pulling you into a kiss that lasted until the cookies were done (and then some).

Gojo:

Satoru's eyes blinked open as soon as he felt the bed spring up slightly, your body no longer on the mattress. He laid alone in silence for a few moments, waiting to hear the usual clink of a water glass on the bedside table signaling your arrival, but that sound never reached his ears. Sliding his slippers on his feet, he padded into the kitchen of your shared apartment and was met with you sitting at the table, your body slumped over.

"You still alive down there?" he asked, poking you with his finger.

"I can't sleep," you grumbled, your voice muffled.

"Sure you can, it's easy. Just close your eyes-"

Your head shot up, giving him a glare which effectively quieted him for a second before he gave you a sheepish grin.

"Just trying to lighten the mood," he said, sitting next to you. You felt the comforting motion of a hand rubbing circles on your back as you sighed.

"I'm exhausted, Satoru."

He could tell by the way your eyes were missing some of their trademark sparkle.

"I know. I deal with sleepless nights a lot, too," he confessed. "I don't have any advice. I'm sorry."

He slung a lanky arm around your shoulder. "But you know what should help a little bit?"

"Hmm?"

"Spending time with your favorite man."

You gasped. "Nanami's here?"

Your next few sleepless hours were spent cuddling with Satoru to make up for your teasing!

Geto:

You sat up in bed, exasperated at your body's inability to let you slumber. You had tried to tire yourself out extra today in hopes of making you sleepy, but it had only led you to this moment where you were unable to sleep and extra cranky because you were so worn out. You were about to get out of bed and watch tv in the other room when an arm snaked around your waist.

"What's wrong, my love?" Suguru wondered, sensing your irritation.

"My insomnia strikes again. I can't sleep no matter what I do."

Your boyfriend sat up, lighting the candle that resided on the table next to the bed. You watched the flame flicker as Suguru guided your head to his chest, his arms around you in an effort to console you.

"I wish I could cure your discomfort. You don't deserve to feel this way, not when there are so many others who should never know a peaceful night again. It's unfair."

"Just luck of the draw, I guess," you mused, feeling him tighten his grip on you.

"I know I can't ease your sleeplessness but I promise I will be alongside you the whole time. Tell me what I can do to make you feel better."

"Just... hold me, please."

Although sleep never came for you that night, you were left feeling renewed from your heart full of love.

Nanami:

Having woken up too many times in one night to be considered healthy, you decided to abandon the idea of sleep and start your day at 4 in the morning. You sat down with your laptop and began working, hoping to at least do something productive instead of wallowing in your frustration at your insomnia. Before you knew it, the sun was high in the sky and you knew Kento would be up soon so you decided to make breakfast for you both.

"Good morning, handsome," you greeted him when he stepped into the kitchen, a kind smile resting on his face as he gave you a small kiss.

"Good morning, dear. I take it you've been up a while?" he asked, sipping on the coffee you brewed.

"Not that long," you lied, not wanting to worry him. He looked behind you and spied your laptop that was left open on a document he knew for a fact you hadn't started since the last time you spoke--which was last night at bedtime.

"Having trouble sleeping again?" he questioned, but it came out more as a statement since he already knew the answer. You nodded, taking a bite of your food.

He sighed and took a gentle hold of your hand. "You should wake me when that happens. That way you won't have to be alone."

"You need your sleep, Kento."

"I get enough," he said with no hesitation. "I'd rather be awake and slightly tired than let you suffer by yourself."

He brought your hand his lips and placed a soft kiss on the back of it.

"I hope tonight is better for you," he said, "but if it isn't, I'll be right there with you. Okay?"

You couldn't help the smile that appeared at his stubbornness. "Okay."

Choso:

"It's happening again, isn't it?"

You turned away from the tv show you were watching and saw your boyfriend Choso leaning against a wall behind you, the light from the screen giving him an ethereal look.

"Unfortunately," you replied, not very successful at masking your discontentment toward the insomnia that was plaguing you. Stretching his arms and yawning, he walked over and took a seat next to you.

"How can I help?" he asked, his big brown eyes studying your tired features.

"No, Choso, you should go to bed. You need to rest."

He sent a soft smile your way. "I think I've gotten plenty of rest over the years I've been alive. I want to help you."

You relented, leaning into his side. "I appreciate that but there's really nothing that helps. Nothing that I've found, anyway."

"I see." He cuddled up closer to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek before turning his attention to the tv. "Then I guess I'll have to stay up with you until I think of something."

You had butterflies in your stomach from his insistence to stay awake you.

"Are you sure?" you asked, wanting to double check that he meant it.

"I couldn't dream of anything better than being in your company all night long."

Toji:

You groaned quietly as you awoke for the fifth time that night, not able to stay asleep long enough for any rest to come your way. Knowing that you wouldn't be blessed with any more sleep, you picked up your phone and began to scroll mindlessly, hoping to ease your frustration with some screen time. You held your phone close to your face with your back turned to your boyfriend, not wanting the light to wake him up as well.

"Whatcha hidin' over there?" asked Toji, his voice gravelly as he loomed over you. You jumped, not expecting him to be awake.

"Toji! You scared me," you complained. He let out a laugh, propping himself up with his hand.

"Sorry, didn't mean to, cutie," he said and you could practically hear his smirk.

"Couldn't sleep?" he questioned, taking on a more serious tone as he dragged a finger up and down your arm in a gentle caress.

You groaned again. "No. This is, like, the millionth time I've woken up. I gave up trying to sleep."

"That sucks."

"Understatement of the year, but yeah."

He glanced at the alarm clock next to you. "It's almost morning anyway. How about I just hold ya until the sun comes up?"

You quirked an eyebrow. "Getting sentimental on me in the early hours, Fushiguro?"

He started to lay back down. "Or you could go back to your phone if that's preferable."

"I'm coming over, you big baby," you joked, scooting your body into his, the confines of his steady grip making your heart soar with happiness. It wasn't often that you two could enjoy loving moments like these so you made sure to savor every second in his arms.

[obito-in-disguise]

Ya'll don't get it like I do.

Kamo watching ya'll sleep on him.

My Noritoshi fics🤭

[basicallyjeankirschtein]

Left On Read Masterlist

chap 1: wasn’t invited

chap 2: why me?

chap 3: i’m done

chap 4: roblox

chap 5: crash out

chap 6: new friends!

chap 7: regrets

chap 8: yutas secret

chap 9: but yuta

chap 10: miss him

chap 11: the truth

chap 12: forgiveness

[godhandler]

finding out that you're pregnant -- Noritoshi Kamo

[a part of Obeisance to the Arrow, but also a standalone fic. Dated to be after reader and kamo have left Shinjuku for Thailand. Please read An Inkling of Refuge for more context]

[ w/c : 500+ ]

The pregnancy itself wasn't a surprise, but the exact timing of it was. You and Noritoshi had been trying for a while now, maybe three months. After a few too many disappointing negative tests (“We have to wait fifteen minutes, love, it’s only been five.” “I can’t, Noritoshi... We have to think of baby names.” “We shouldn't start thinking these things so soon.” “How do you suggest we spend the next ten minutes then?” “... I like ‘Ren’”), you both choose to just wait till you start getting a few symptoms. 

But the symptoms are missed at first. While you kept your eyes peeled for morning sickness, all you had was a constant need to pee every half an hour, which Noritoshi blamed on your new-found milkshake addiction. And the fatigue, you suppose. But you just thought it’s all in your head. In fact, you didn’t realise that you were pregnant at all. Noritoshi did.

You were fast asleep. Your husband had started this habit of petting your head to lull you to bed before tucking you into his chest. The way he recalls it, he was doing just that, petting your head while you were asleep when he suddenly realised a subtle change in your cursed energy; just a speck moving a bit slower than usual. As if it was being sapped off from you. As it was lending its support to something inside you. 

Noritoshi had actually choked up– and wept at the realisation. He was a bit too hasty, he should have hesitated for confirmation, but he says that he just knew. You were woken up suddenly, pulled into his embrace, his entire frame shaking as he silently cried. 

“My love.” He had managed to sob out. He was red with emotion, face scrunched up like he was in pain, his hot tears falling onto you, arms grasping you so tightly. “My wife.” He had kissed you all over– eyes, nose, lips, cheeks, forehead. “I love you so much. I love you. I love you. My wife.” 

“Love?” he was starting to scare you. “What happened? Noritoshi?”

“You don’t know.” He had said. “Let me have this for a moment. It’s just us right now. Just us.”

He put his forehead to yours, his breathing deep and unsteady, his lashes glittering with tears. You felt your own heart beat like it would jump out of your chest. The moonlight was heavy around you. He whispered, “It’s just us now: you, me and our baby.”

—-

“And then you cried like a baby too.” Noritoshi reminds you as he makes a bowl of oyakodon for you. “I don’t remember who cried more.” 

“Hey, I cried because I was shocked!” You pout, trying to find something funny on Netflix. “You just sprang that on me out of nowhere. I thought that you were about to tell me that you were dying.”

He brought the bowl over to you, and grabbed his soda and he sunk into the sofa next to you. At almost 7 months pregnant, he knew not to disagree with you. “Whatever you say, princess.”

pic credit : pinterest

[stellayuta]

Love on The Grid - Formula 1 AU! Yuta Okkotsu - Pt 1.

synopsis: One-night stands were nothing but a necessary painkiller for your inability to cross paths with true love. Your most recent find at a Vegas Club was no different. He was boring, obedient, SLOW! You leave him high and hanging hoping you'd never see him again until you find yourself gawking at a supersized billboard of him on a Vegas highway with the title 'LEGEND RETURNS TO VEGAS'.

genre: smut

content: 18+ only. Formula one driver! Yuta x f! reader, nasty intercourse and everything it includes, swearing, unprotected sex, use of alcohol. and a lot, lot, lot of s*xy stuff(like it's everything, a long list, so not gonna write it), reader is downright filthy ngl

word count: 2.8k

a/n: Ah this is my dream come true and this is totally to feed into my fantasies Dx

WARNING: always use protection!

"A bit to the right." you gasp, biting your lips but unable to hold on for long enough to make way for an uncontrollable moan.

"Ah, fuck! How are you so good at this! I thought you were a virgin?" You gasp, coming on his face with a squeal and taking some minutes to put your dazzled mind back into order. You sit up and clear your throat while the man appears from under the blanket and your thighs, face slick and shining with fluid. You gulp at the sight.

"What made you think I was a virgin?" He asks, smiling at you kindly, as if he didn't just devour your pussy.

"I don't know... really." You say, running a hand through your tousled hair, picturing how you two first met. It was a rave night at one of Las Vegas' upscale clubs. You and two of your friends happened to be bar hopping and ended up there at the recommendation of a previous bar's bartender. This club happened to be hosting a major celebration for an event that took place in Vegas that night and it was filled with howling men and skimpily dressed women, dancing to the heavy bass and vibing through the strobe-rainbow lasers. This was exactly your type of place.

"Tonight's your night Y/N." One of your friends cheered while the other made a tiger claw impression at you. "Go get em' tiger!"

You let your girls handle the drink orders and in a half-high state, wandered through the crowd, trying to look for men to chat up. That's where you saw this man, tucked away into a comfortable corner, with what looked like a nice orangey cocktail in hand. He was surrounded by a few men chatting with some very eager women, but he didn't partake in the conversation. That man was going to be your lay today, you had decided.

You cut through the dazed crowd and approach their group with your martini in hand.

"Hi there, got room for one more?" you say charmingly, the other men smiling encouragingly at you and the women smiling apprehensively. The men are clearly better looking, taller, with posher clothing than the wallflower hiding behind them, but the women can have these men.

"Oh, hey you!" you call out to the man, and he looks at his peers before making eye contact with you.

"Yeah, you." you pout at him. "Come out, I need a partner, I love this music." you reach for his hand, and he takes it hesitantly. You see the girls relax a bit as you seem to have chosen the worst pick of the group instead of the shiny men but you're happy to excuse yourself from their company and take your new arm candy to the dance floor.

"You frequent this place?" you ask the man, in order to break some ice. You have no interest in knowing his name.

"Well, I'm just visiting." He replies shortly, training his gaze to be glued to the dance floor. So, it'll be a challenge.

"Want some of this?" you ask, offering your drink.

"Nah, I'm on a cut, sorry." he replies. You give him a sharp smile trying to mask your immense irritation.

"Why the fuck are you in a club then?" you ask, discarding your martini on one of the drink tables and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, staring into his eyes. You catch a glimpse of his drink it may as well be orange juice for all you know now.

"Well, I -"

"Actually, never mind, don't answer that. Do you have a girlfriend?" you get to the point now. Because if he does, you're going to back off.

"Um, sorry, I don't." He says, confused. He stands absolutely still as everyone around him including you continue to groove to the music.

"Well, if you don't like drinking or dancing..." you smirk at him. "Want to do something more fun?"

You were almost certain this lad would say no but to your immense positive astonishment he agrees, cupping your waist and dragging you out of the club. The rest was history.

*****

"Anyway," you say, eyeing the rising sun out of the window blinds of this random hotel room of a random hotel he picked out. It had been a long night and the two of you had been going at it like rabbits. You started near the doorway with him pounding into you from behind. After you came once, you made him pull out and got down on your knees, sucking him off like a thirsty wreck. Then you had a round in the bathtub of the suite with you on top of him. He wasn't limp yet, so you got on top of him on the toilet again and bounced your way till his climax.

He still wasn't done because you ended up on the bed and he decided it would be a good idea to eat you out. You're just glad none of you were drunk out of your minds and everything happened consensually. He had an amazing dick, perfect girth and just long enough with a wicked curve, it's a pity you'd have to let it go today. Yet, you can't help but eye it hopelessly as it hung limp in front of you, almost begging you to caress it again.

"Aww you little-" You coo at his dick, reaching out in front of you to take it in your hands. You feel its weight and its fleshy texture and relish it. "I just can't leave it alone." you tell his soft length as he smiles at you.

That was one good thing about this guy. He didn't say awkward things. He was to the point, very kind in his after care, naughty but not excessively and oh my god are his groans out of this world. He is a looker too. I couldn't tell in the horrendous lighting of the club but now with steady lighting and even in the majestic rays of the rising sun, this man looks hot as hell.

You slump down to take his warm cock into your mouth gratefully and start sucking on it, feeling the length gradually increase and harden inside your mouth.

"Mmm.." you hum and grab a hold of his ball sack and fondle them, not wanting them to feel left out from the action.

You pay special attention to the underside of his cock as he grabs a hold of your hair with his shivering hands and makes you sink down on his length till it hits the back of your throat.

yummy.

You let his cock feel the merciless squeeze of your throat cavity as you go cross eyed from the sensation of being used like this. You moan and hum some more to add to his pleasure and grab a hold of his thighs with force. You look up at him with teary eyes to give him the green signal to let go and with a gasp, he looks up.

You are able to appreciate how thick and veiny his neck is as his seed paints your inner throat white, shooting warm liquid down your throat. He keeps thrusting and doesn't stop until his balls are dried out. You keep his limpening dick in your mouth for a while longer, collecting some of the cum in your mouth, intending to play with it for a bit when he pulls out.

"God. Just wow." He says after leaving your mouth as he watches you blow bubbles with his cum and let it drip down your lips only to scoop it with your fingers and force it back into your mouth.

"Shit. You'll make me hard again."

You blow a big bubble from his cum and wait for it to pop before speaking.

"Why, you're turned on again?" you ask, with half lidded eyes.

"Can you tell me your name?" He asks hopefully. Does he want this to be something? does he want more of you?

Well, he ain't getting any.

"Mouth's full." You reply teasingly, dodging his question and grinning with your teeth covered in his cum.

Your conversation is suddenly interrupted though by a long beeping noise coming out of your digital watch and you check the time.

6:15AM.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!

The man sees your mouth form a big O as you stare bleary eyed at your watch, the cumming almost dripping out of your mouth. At this point he felt it was ridiculous you hadn't swallowed yet, nasty.

But swallow you did, and very quickly. You moved with such pace that it was a blur in front of him... and he had seen many fast things in his life.

"I-I'm sorry." you say, pulling your pants on and buttoning up your shirt. You opt to leave your bra and panties; he can have them for all his good work.

"I gotta go!" you say.

"Hey wait! At least tell me your name... or your number, anything!" He pleads. You make the mistake of turning back to look at him. Blushed, with sleepy eyes and puffy lips, locks of dark hair falling beautifully on his delicate face. He looked so vulnerable and needy that you almost feel bad, but your boundaries were clear from the start.

This vegas trip was your medicine to heal from a broken heart. You weren't going to leech on to someone emotionally again. Never!

"Looks like our time here ends..." you say, trying to sound as sorry as possible.

"I don't know if I'll ever meet you again baby boy, but hey! you made me cum. That's brownie points!" you smile at him encouragingly before fleeing from the hotel room with your phone, wallet, and no underwear.

You take quick steps in your kitten heals and head for the receptionist's desk, hoping and praying that here is no white goo on your teeth. First, you locate where this damn hotel is and next, you ask for a pharmacy which luckily, they happen to have.

You book your cab as your Plan B and water bottle gets billed. You check your clock again. 6:23AM.

Ahhhh!!!

You urge the cab drive to max out on his speed and he tries his level best to achieve super-car levels of pace while you down your plan-b. You make it to the hotel you and your friends were staying in just in time and only get 30 seconds to yourself to wash your wrecked face before you have to hop on to your work meeting on your laptop.

"Hey guys, how's it going? Everyone ready for today's standup?"

As a Principle Software Developer at a Megacorp, it's hard to take days off for Las Vegas on demand, at a short notice. Work from home was the only negotiation.

You grind for the rest of the morning and a large part of the afternoon as your friends and their boyfriends wake up from their sleep at their own pace, ask you about where you've been and grab some lunch for all of you. They have a lot of questions to ask but you're willing to answer absolutely none.

Once you're finally done with the day's work, the sun is beginning to set, and you take a minute to meditate and finally retire to the shower. This is the first time since yesterday morning that you truly have a chance to clean yourself thoroughly and to think clearly.

What were you thinking?

The reality of the situation drones in on you as the unforgiving cold droplets assault your skin. You still feel his dick on your tongue, his cum clumped in your throat, his veiny neck, his firm arms on your hips, his legs intertwined with yours.

God, what did you do?

This is... this is all Megumi's fault. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be this broken today.

You let a few tears slip out in the gracious masking of the shower.

When you finally emerge fresh, your friends are waiting for you.

"We're going out!" your friend, Momo, exclaims.

"What? Where?" you ask. There were no plans for today.

"Well Noritoshi here wants to see one his fancy car races. Apparently, they do that in Vegas. There's a track and everything." your friend explains as her boyfriend, Noritoshi nods in excitement.

"It's Formula One, Momo! I have been dying to see one race live, at the circuit." He mumbles, more to himself than to us. "Initially, I only booked the tickets for Momo and me but I was able to get three free ones!"

"You guys can come along if you want to." Momo tells me and my other friend, Miwa and her boyfriend, Kokichi.

We all look at each other and before I can protest, they say yes on my behalf too.

Motorsports huh. I've heard of it yes. Though I appreciate a good quality car, I have never been a fan of racing as a sport. Isn't it a rich people exclusive anyway? I mentally scoff at the thought of my cheering on from the stands at a circuit and definitely catch Miwa narrowing her eyes at my expression.

"Dress up well. The crowds are all bigshots." Kokichi tells Miwa. "Not that you don't always look good, babe."

"Oh stop you!" Miwa blushes, putting her cheek on Kokichi's shoulder.

Ugh couples.

All of us get dressed to the best of our abilities with Noritoshi absolutely decking himself out in his formula one merch. He is wearing a teal accented and black leather bomber jacket with the words "Mercedes" stamped on it. He also carries a cute little plushie of what I assume is a current driver. The plushie looks soft and limp just like...

I widen my eyes in lieu of publicly slapping myself. Fucking. Get over it. Y/N!

Kokichi eyes the plushie with disgust.

"Bruh come on. Him, really?"

Noritoshi isn't having it though. "He's one of the greats. If you don't believe it, you're in denial. Thank you very much."

"He's not as great as my man Geto Suguru. The beast in his Red Bull!"

"Suguru, that ass? He's a cheat and you know it-" Noritoshi wants to continue but Momo stops him.

"We're getting late! Let's get going." The five of us leave the hobby and hop into our convertible (Kokichi won't let us rent anything else).

Kokichi drives, with Miwa in the shotgun handling the music. Momo, the shortest sits in the middle with Noritoshi to the right, making sure the tickets and everything else is in place. I am in the left, zoning out, happy to look at the twinkling lights of evening Vegas. This city is like an anti-depressant. Fast acting and temporary.

"Hey, Y/N." Momo suddenly pulls on my arm.

"Mhm?" I ask, keeping my eyes shut.

"How was it last night? With that guy you went off with?" She asks, curious.

"Don't wanna talk about it." I admit. Because I will then never stop thinking about his stupid dick.

"You will have to tell me some day!" She yells in a hushed voice.

"Not that I'll ever see him again, Momo." I remind her.

"You didn't even get his number?" She prods.

"Nah."

"Okay what's his name?"

"...."

"You can't be seriously, Y/N!"

I raise my hand to shut her up for a bit. I don't want to have this conversation after a long night of fucking and a long day of work.

Miwa must be forgetting why I came on the trip because she starts vibing to some slow, romantic song, holding Kokichi's hand as I try to play deaf. I place my head on my folded hands atop the window, gazing out at the passing light poles on the highway, in front of a pinky-purple sky. The sunset today is ethereal.

I almost begin to hear Megumi's voice in my head when Noritoshi suddenly laughs out, holding his plushie in the sky.

"Kokichi, would you look at that!" He says sarcastically pointing in a direction which makes us all turn our heads.

I follow his line of sight and spot a huge billboard approach us. It is so massive that I can clearly see what's on it from like half a mile away. It is made to stand out with blue and teal led lights framing it.

What catches my eye isn't the billboard decoration though. It's what's on it.

I nearly let out a choking sound but catch myself just in time.

On the billboard, larger than life is the human version of Noritoshi's plushie, clad in black and teal with a shining helmet in hand and standing proudly in front of his wicked Mercedes accompanied by the tagline which Noritoshi chants now.

"The Legend of Vegas returns to conquer for the Third Time! KING Yuta Okkotsu!"

Continued here in Part 2

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[ncritoshi]

papa!noritoshi GRRRRR (i would pop out some babies for him im not joking el oh el)

• he plays the role of the strict parent, but he loves his children so much

• he’s patient with them ; be it putting up with their antics or teaching them.

• he would buy his kids snacks/foods they seem to like so much. ex, this one time when his child starts to take a liking on oranges, the next thing you know, for the next two weeks he is going to restock the oranges in the fridge.

• Actually clueless how to play with his children’s toys and let them take the lead while he was just there to become the side role.

• You know how the toys these days are advanced and cooler than back in the days? Sometimes whenever his kids aren’t around, he would tests them out, out of curiosity of course.

• GIRL’S DAD VIBE ARGHHH (of course he loves his son too)

• Ever felt the urge of petting and picking up a cat whenever you see them? That’s how he is around his kids, just ITCHING to cradle them and carrying them around.

• Source of heat for his children whenever it gets cold, like a warm blanket in human form. He loves when his children flocked to him and cuddle with him especially when it’s raining where they just take a nap or cuddle in the bed.

• did i mentioned that he’s a girls dad 🤓

• most likely to fall for the kids’ tricks but just shrug/laugh it off depends on his mood

• LOVES kissing his children on their cheeks especially when they’re still little / baby bc he can’t help it with those chubby cheeks

• loves his baby’s scent and would press his nose to their tummy and head

• def would use baby talk to his young children but gets shy when he get teased by his partner

[sxgarworld]

“N- no wh- aah- agh…” he whines, grabbing a fistful of your hair desperately. His whimpers fill up the air as he bucks his hips into your face, feeling your tongue and lips against the base of his cock. His hips slam into you over and over again, his rhythm sloppy as he pulls you in closer.

“Please baby… that’s it, that’s it cmon… fuckkk ah- ah- haah! Agh fuckkk.” He lets out his obscenities as he presses his head against the wall. You can see how his sweat is making his hair stick to his face, his eyes rolling back in his head before they shut close. He’s almost crying from the overstimulation. It feels good… too good.

He keeps bucking his hips into you until he finally pulls out, cumming on your face. He looks down at you, red face as he sees your face covered in his seed.

“Fuck… I’m sorry I- I didn’t… god you’re so pretty,” he’s panting “So pretty… god, i love you.” His head falls against the wall as he strokes his hand through your hair, softly rubbing his thumb against your scalp as he mutters sweet nothings that are barely audible.

Choso, 𝐘𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢, Noritoshi Kamo, Meguru Bachira, Tomura Shigaraki, 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢, Gojo Satoru, 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐮 𝐊𝐮𝐨𝐧

[nanichi0]

What are some of your Noritoshi headcanons?

Noritoshi my beloved!!

Sorry my response is so delayed 😭 I had to think about these for a while because I hadn’t really come up with a lot of HCs for Nori. This list includes NSFW HCs so minors please DNI! Some of these are general HCs and some are domestic AU. NSFW HCs are written with an AFAB reader in mind.

-He’s an early bird and usually wakes up before you. He tries to get out of bed without disturbing you so you can get as much sleep as you need, then sets about his morning routine.

-This includes brewing some coffee while he brushes his teeth, showers, and gets dressed for the day.

-Noritoshi likes straight black coffee, no sugar added. He actually enjoys the bitterness of it.

-If you are a coffee or tea enjoyer he will make you some to your liking.

-Due to all the time Noritoshi spent studying for the TOEIC, he can speak English pretty fluently now

-This comes in handy whenever you guys are traveling abroad

-Noritoshi likes traveling, although he’s a bit picky with foreign foods. He’ll still eat it even if he doesn’t like it, but he much prefers the Japanese food that he’s accustomed to.

-In his spare time he likes to read, practice archery, or listen to music.

-He loves orchestral music, especially movie soundtracks.

-Noritoshi likes when you play with his hair. If his hair is short, he likes when you run your nails on his scalp. When it’s longer, he lets you brush it or braid it if you want.

-It takes a while for him to open up to people about his feelings. He’s very cautious about revealing information to new people. Once you’ve fully gained his trust, though, he’s an open book.

-Despite his stoic nature and his cold demeanor toward certain people, he does care a lot about his peers, and anyone who is under his leadership.

-He has a fear of abandonment as well as a deep worry that he just isn’t good enough 😕

-Because of this, he doesn’t like to grow too attached or dependent on anyone.

-For the same reason, when Noritoshi develops feelings for you, he has a hard time coming to terms with it.

-He can get jealous pretty easily. If he sees someone trying to flirt with you he can’t help but worry that you’d somehow find that person better for you than he is. Despite that, he doesn’t let it get toxic and he’ll usually talk about it with you.

-He’s not really the type to show lots of PDA but if you’re out and about he likes to be holding your hand

Okay time for some nsfw stuff

-He’s a boob guy. I just feel it in my soul.

-If you’re cuddling and you’re the little spoon Noritoshi will wrap his arms around you and grab your boobs. Most of the times he does this it’s not even sexual, there’s just something comforting about it for him.

-Sometimes he’ll squeeze them a little too hard and he’ll apologize but he just can’t help it when they feel so soft in his hands 😔

-He loves missionary and he definitely sucks on your boobs while he’s fucking you

-Noritoshi also likes when you ride him, especially in the cowgirl position because he can see your tits bounce and if you lean forward he can bury his face in them

-Noritoshi loves to leave marks on your body. He pays special attention to your neck and chest, of course, but he also likes to bite and leave hickeys on your thighs and your ass. He avoids marking the more visible parts of your body too much but sometimes he’ll strategically place a hickey on your neck so that it peeks slightly over your neckline when you’re dressed.

-In general he doesn’t curse or talk a lot when he’s having sex.

-When he’s on top and he’s really into it he’ll grunt a lot, though

-But if you’re riding him or you pull on his hair? He turns into a breathy, whiny mess and the only way to muffle the sounds is to shove your tits in his face (why muffle his whines when he sounds so pretty and needy, though? 🥺)

-The first time you pulled his hair during sex was purely experimental, so his reaction caught you both by surprise. Safe to say he was very flustered.

-He likes when you praise him or let him know how good he’s making you feel

-Noritoshi loves the slow, very intimate moments. Pull him into a deep kiss while he’s buried inside you and he’ll feel so loved and wanted ❤️

-He has very high stamina and, thanks to his blood manipulation, he can keep himself hard even after cumming. If you wanna go for more rounds he has no problem with it.

-He usually pulls out and cums on your stomach and breasts

-He’s extremely good with his hands. His hands are well-manicured and he has long, slender digits that are perfect for fingering you.

-Sometimes he uses the Crimson Binding technique to tie your hands up

-He’s generally very gentle with you but there are definitely times where he gets a little carried away. Sometimes you’ll be giving him head and he will thrust into your mouth a bit too harshly and cause you to choke or tear up. He always apologizes though.

-Noritoshi kinda has a thing for having sex in semi-public places. Something about the risk of someone in his position getting caught performing lewd acts gets his adrenaline pumping. He doesn’t act on this very often but there are times when he’ll pull you into a room, down the hallway from where a clan meeting is about to take place, just for a quickie. So far nobody’s been able to tell…although you suspect Gojo Satoru might know what you’ve been up to.

That’s all I can think of atm! I love Noritoshi and he’s so under-appreciated 😭 Thank you for reading 💗💗

[anime-b1tch19]

i’m having intense noritoshi brain rot so I made this

[jjkamochoso]

JJK Men When You Tell Them Your Partner Cheated on You

Angst, fluff

Request from Wattpad

JJK Men x gn!reader

Warnings: slight cussing

Yuji:

“Hey, y/n! I haven’t see you around in a while, how have you been?”

Yuji came trotting toward you as you were picking out a snack from the school’s vending machine. It was the weekend so you were in your casual clothes, but your outfit consisted of an old pair of sweats and a beat up sweatshirt—nothing you wanted to be seen in. You weren’t planning on running into anyone and you weren’t in the mood for chatting, but Yuji walked much too fast and you weren’t about to leave without your food.

“I’ve been, uh, better, that’s for sure,” you said, trying to keep yourself together.

He knitted his eyebrows in confusion. “What’s going on? Do you wanna talk about it?”

You sighed, watching the plastic packet fall behind the glass. “I broke up with my partner. They cheated on me.”

Yuji immediately scooped you into a tight hug. “That’s horrible, I’m so sorry that happened to you.”

After a few long seconds of being comforted in his arms, he pulled away.

“You don’t deserve that,” he said firmly. “You’re such a good person with a big heart and they messed up big time for not seeing what they had in front of them.”

“Thank you, Yuji,” you said, wiping away stray tears.

“Of course,” he replied, smiling softly. “Do you wanna come hang out with me? We can talk about it or I can get your mind off it. I don’t mean to brag but I’m pretty good at distracting people.”

You cracked a smile for the first time in days. “I would love that. Thanks.”

“Anything for you, y/n.”

Megumi:

Megumi was walking the grounds of the school when he heard someone crying behind one of the large trees. Not wanting to leave a person in distress, he came upon your disheveled form.

“Are you… okay?” he asked lamely, gaining your attention.

“No,” you said, trying to catch your breath, “I just found out my partner’s been cheating on me.”

“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.”

You just sniffled in response while Megumi cringed at his generic reply to you. He wanted to make you feel better but comforting words were never his strong suit. He was about to leave but hesitated, deciding instead to do what he wished someone would do for him in that situation: he sat beside you in silence so you weren’t alone.

“It’s not your fault,” he said all of a sudden, staring off into the distance. You turned toward him in surprise, tears staining your cheeks.

He then looked at you, a fire raging in his eyes. “Anyone who cheats is a bad person. I just… I need you to understand that their actions had nothing to do with anything you did or didn’t do. They’re in the wrong, not you.”

Your eyes widened slightly. “I actually really needed to hear that. Thank you.”

He nodded, looking away again.

"I'm always here for you," he murmured. "Remember that."

Yuta:

Yuta cautiously approached the door to your room, his hand folded into a nervous fist as he hesitantly knocked on your door, hoping you wouldn't be upset at his intrusion.

"Who is it?" you called out from the inside.

"Yuta."

He heard footsteps as the door cracked opened, revealing a small glimpse of your saddened expression.

"I know I probably shouldn't bother you right now but I saw you were upset earlier so I brought you these," he said hurriedly, presenting you with a few of the wildflowers that grew on campus. For the millionth time today, an onslaught of tears threatened to spill from your eyes, but this time it was from his sweet gesture.

"I appreciate this more than you could ever know," you said, throwing yourself into his arms for a hug you desperately needed. "Thank you."

"I'm here for you, whatever you need," he said softly. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"My partner cheated on me so I broke it off," you told him, inviting him inside.

"That's horrible, y/n, I'm so sorry. I can't believe they would do that to you. You deserve so much more than someone who disrespects you and the very essence of love."

"I should send Rika to deliver a message of what happens when you mess with people's hearts," you joked, but Yuta's eyes lit up in a manner that concerned you a bit.

"Do you want me to?" he asked earnestly.

"No, no, I was kidding."

"Oh. Well, if you change your mind, just let me know!" he exclaimed brightly.

Inumaki:

After you found out your partner cheated on you, you immediately went to the one person you knew could make you feel better.

Do you want me to buy you a container of ice cream that you can sob into while we watch sappy movies? read the note Toge typed to you on his phone.

"You think you're so funny, don't you," you told him, slowly emerging from the pity party you were throwing yourself as he lifted your spirits.

Another note. I know I am. I also really want ice cream so this is the perfect excuse.

"Why did I come here again?" you questioned. You finally let out a laugh you had been holding in at the annoyed face he gave you. He quickly began typing on his phone once more.

Seriously tho, I can’t imagine how you’re feeling right now. Is there anything I can do to help?

His big eyes shone with concern as he watched you read the words he wished he could say. When you were done reading, you wrapped him in a tight hug.

“This is more than enough. Thank you for being here for me.”

You felt him hold on to you a little tighter, giving you a sense of comfort you never had from your ex.

“Salmon.”

Noritoshi:

You were currently crying by one of the koi ponds on campus, your knees curled to your chest as you let the tears stream down your face. You didn’t register footsteps behind you until you heard a voice speak up.

“Y/n? Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

Noritoshi had found you! You looked up and you were sure you appeared pitiful.

“My partner cheated on me,” you said between shuttering breaths. He was by your side in an instant with an arm around your shoulder.

“Are you serious? They should be ashamed of themselves,” he said, voice full of spite. “I’m sorry you were unknowingly dating someone with such a lack of morals. And obviously no brain.”

“This sucks,” you sniffled, wiping your nose. Noritoshi pulled you in closer to his side.

“It hurts now, and I’m sure it’ll sting for a long time after, but you’re strong. I know you’ll get over them soon enough. In the meantime, I’m here to help in any way I can.”

“Thank you,” you whispered, leaning your head against his shoulder.

Todo:

You were hanging out with Aoi, laughing at a joke with your close friend when you got a text from an unknown number with pictures of your ex cheating on you. Your face fell as you studied the evidence, obviously hurt.

“Whatever that is, I’m assuming it isn’t good,” Aoi said to you, noticing your change in demeanor.

You practically shoved the phone in his face. “It’s my soon to be ex with someone else.”

“That is so wrong and completely unacceptable,” he said, furrowing his brow upon seeing the picture. “At least now you know and you won’t waste any more time on them.”

He put a comforting hand on your shoulder. “But don’t let this unfortunate incident stop you from finding love again! There’s plenty of people who will treat with you the love and respect you’re worthy of.”

“Thanks, Aoi,” you replied, still glancing at the photo. Aoi plucked the phone from your hand, keeping it out of your reach.

“What you’re not going to do is keep looking at that loser. Let’s go do something fun and forget about them.” A wicked smile crossed his face. “And maybe take some pictures of our own to show them what they’re missing.”

You were also sporting an excited grin. “I’ll go get changed.”

Ino:

“Look what I brought- woah, hey, you alright?!” Ino exclaimed, dropping the pastry box on the nearest table and rushing toward you. You were working in your office when a rush of emotion overcame you as you remembered the fact that your partner cheated on you. You had missed the text from Ino saying he was stopping by and so you hadn’t taken the time to compose yourself before he walked in on you almost sobbing. You sniffed loudly, wiping your face as fast as you could.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m good. Pastries, thanks-”

“Not so fast,” Ino said, blocking you from the box. “Tell me what’s going on first.”

You sighed. “It’s stupid.”

“Not to me. Not if it’s enough to bother you like this.”

“My partner… they cheated on me and so I’ve been feeling… well, you can tell how I’m feeling,” you answered quietly.

“I’m glad I brought dessert for breakfast then,” replied Ino, giving you the box and a sympathetic expression. “That’s really crappy of them. Do you want to talk about it?”

“Do you have time? I don’t want to keep you from Nanami too long.”

“He’ll survive,” Ino said with his signature boyish smile, reaching for his own pastry. He gave you another grin, this time with his lips covered in powdered sugar.

“I’m all ears.”

Gojo:

You were picking at your lunch in the teacher’s lounge, not in the mood to eat even though you still had classes left to teach and you needed energy to get through the day. You had just learned of your partner cheating on you and they kept texting you, asking to talk and begging for forgiveness. You angrily slammed your phone against the table and felt the warmth of tears gather in the corners of your eyes. Irritated to no end, you put your head in your hands and tried to keep your breathing steady. All of a sudden, you felt someone looming over you.

Satoru lifted his blindfold, one bright blue eye blinking at you. “You cryin’?”

“Not in the mood, Satoru,” you grumbled, wiping away a single stray tear.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry, I was joking,” he said upon seeing you were actually in distress. He sat next to you, encroaching on your personal space with a lithe finger poking your nose. “Talk to me.”

“My partner-”

“Blegh.”

You shot him a look of warning to keep him quiet. “My—you’ll be happy to hear this—ex partner cheated on me and now won’t leave me alone. They’re calling so much I can’t even make it to the block button.”

You showed him your phone that was ringing off the hook.

He hummed, taking it from you. “Is all your data backed up somewhere?”

Your eyebrows knitted in confusion. “Yeah, everything I need is on my computer, why?”

Satoru dropped your phone on the ground and stepped on it, effectively silencing it as the screen shattered. He shoved his hands in his pockets, casually smiling at you.

“I’ll buy you a new one after your last class,” he called from over his shoulder as he strolled away. It was an unconventional form of comfort, sure, but it made you feel better nonetheless.

Geto:

Suguru had invited you out for a walk after noticing you hadn’t been answering his texts and phone calls with your usual vigor. He was curious about the change in your behavior and wanted to get to the bottom of it, which was exactly what was happening right then.

“My partner cheated on me and I broke up with them. It’s been so hard,” you choked out, crying softly.

“A lovely face like yours shouldn’t be ruined by so many tears,” purred Suguru as he handed you a handkerchief. You took it gratefully, dabbing at your cheeks.

“They’re scum. Forget about them, y/n, you’re better in each and every way. If they couldn’t see the beauty in front of them, that’s their loss. You should be grateful that now you have the opportunity to date someone who actually meets your standards.”

You looked away, blowing your nose in a tissue. When you turned back toward Suguru, he had picked one of the wildflowers that was growing next to the path and tucked it behind your ear.

“See? I bet your ex never did that for you,” he smirked.

“You’d be correct.”

“You poor, mistreated thing,” he said airily. “You really were dating the bottom of the barrel. I always thought you were much too attractive to have such an unsightly partner.”

You tilted your head. “Are you flirting with me?”

“Or am I just showing you what you’ve missed out on all this time?” he asked. You shook your head at his antics, smiling at the way he’s made you feel so much better already. As you kept walking, Suguru paused to study you for a moment.

“Hm. Their loss, indeed.”

Nanami:

“You sure hang around here a lot for not being a teacher,” you teased a certain blonde who was standing in the doorway of your classroom.

“I, unfortunately, had to meet with Gojo,” he sighed. “I also heard the bad news. I’m sorry about you and your partner.”

“Who told you? Satoru or Itadori?”

“Kugisaki.”

“She does love to gossip,” you murmured before addressing Kento at your normal voice volume. “It’s been hard but it’s nothing I can’t handle. The whole cheating thing is hard to wrap my head around sometimes though.”

Kento’s eyebrows raised. “No one told me anything about cheating.”

“That’s the main reason we broke up,” you said, biting your lip to keep from breaking down.

“Y/n, I’m sorry you had to go through that. Your heart doesn’t deserve that kind of cruelty. I wish I had more comforting words but this might be a wound only time can heal. I just want you to know that I’m available to help you in any way that you deem necessary.”

“I’m grateful for you, Kento, truly,” you said, giving him a sincere smile before checking your watch.

“It’s time for me to head out. Do you want to come to dinner with me?”

“That sounds lovely. I know a place with a large selection of wine that may take your mind off things for a little while.”

Choso:

When you called Choso and asked if he could come over to comfort you after your breakup, you weren’t expecting him to arrive with copious amounts of snacks, but you weren’t mad about it.

“Yuji told me this what people usually like to eat after going through something like that,” he confessed, opening a bag of candies for you.

“He’s wise for being so young,” you replied, grabbing a handful from him.

“So what happened between you and your partner anyway? You two seemed so happy,” Choso wondered.

“They cheated on me,” you told him, your heart still hurting from the betrayal. He stood abruptly, clearly shocked at what you said.

“They cheated on you? How dare they!” You knew Choso was protective of the people he loved but he was absolutely fuming in a way you hadn’t seen before. “Where do you think they are right now? They need to learn that’s unacceptable.”

“Choso, you can’t just assault my ex,” you said, exasperated.

“Why not? They disrespected you, didn’t they?” he asked, clearly confused.

“They did, and while I appreciate your willingness to throw hands for me, I don’t have the money or energy to bail you out of jail.”

He frowned and sat back down. “Is there another way I can help instead?”

“Maybe just be a good listener as I vent?” you suggested.

He sent a kindhearted smile your way. “I can definitely do that.”

Toji:

“What’s got you so desperate to see me?”

You rolled your eyes as you heard Toji finally arrive to the cafe you invited him to.

“Am I a bad person for wanting to meet with a friend?” you asked, taking a sip of your drink you’d ordered while waiting. Toji gave his order to the waiter and then smirked at you.

“No. I just hope you’re payin’.”

You shot him a look and he chuckled.

“I’m only kidding. But seriously, what’s got you in a mood?”

“My partner cheated on me. I think I’m allowed to be a little pissed off.”

Toji casually leaned back in his chair. “I told you they were no good.”

You scowled at him. “Not helping.”

Toji sighed. “Look, I’m sorry that happened to you and your ex is an idiot for not seeing what they had in front of them. Better they’re gone, though, if they’re that stupid.”

“I guess you’re right. Thanks,” you said, fidgeting with your straw. Toji leaned forward, grasping your moving hand.

“I mean it, y/n. You’re way too hot to be moping around over someone like them. You deserve someone who will treat you better and not take you for granted.”

You cocked an eyebrow. “Are you sure there’s someone like that out there for me?”

Toji squeezed your hand and sent you a playful wink. “I know a guy who’s willing to take you on a date right now and prove it to ya.”

You started the day with one partner and ended the day with different one; this time, though, you knew for sure that you were going to be treated right!

[obito-in-disguise]

| Match to Kamo |

-Do you yield?

“Match to Kamo!” Utahime's voice rings out, calling Noritoshi's victory as his foot hooked behind your ankle, sweeping you off balance. You hit the ground hard, the impact knocking the breath from your lungs and driving one of his arrow that got lodged in your shoulder from earlier, deeper.

Pain blurred your vision as you struggled to rise, but before you could recover, the tip of an arrow hovered inches from your throat. His dark eyes bored into yours.

“Yield?” he asked softly, his voice steady but tinged with something you couldn’t quite place.

Tears welled in your eyes, not from defeat, but from the searing pain radiating from your shoulder.

His expression shifted, he didn't know you as a cry baby, certainly not as a sore loser.

He notices blood soaking through your clothes, from behind your shoulder. His brows furrowed, and for a moment, his calm mask cracked, replaced by something almost panicked.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” he muttered, his voice barely audible as he knelt beside you.

Utahime rushes over when she notices you don't get up. She calls the match in Kamo's favour, ordering him to take you to the infirmary. He nods not needing her to tell him, he bends down, scooping you into his arms as he walks briskly to get you treated.

"H-hey I can walk!"

"No you can't" he murmurs not even looking down at you, his expression twisted into something regretful. His biggest fear when sparing was hurting you like this.

Your gaze softened as you glanced up at him. His jaw was tight, his eyes refusing to meet yours. You could almost read his thoughts, his silent self-recrimination.

“Kamo…” you called softly, tentatively resting your hand on his arm. His gaze flicked down at you, heat rising in his ears.

“It’s okay,” he murmured, his voice quieter this time. “We’re almost there.”

You were patched up at the infirmary in no time. You winced as they gave you injections and somewhere along the line, Kamo had subconsciously picked your hand up to comfort you, fiddling with it nervously in his larger one as you were being healed.

You watched him amusement, your smile growing wider when his gaze meets yours, his head tilted in confusion as to why you were staring at him like that. He follows you eyes to where your hand rested in his.

"oh...my apologies..." he quickly lets go of your hand but you grab it soon as he releases it causing him to stiffen up, you can't help but giggle at his awkwardness, he was too cute.

He sighs in exasperation watching you warily, with a hint of fondness. "You're a strange one...I shot you with an arrow and you're giggling and holding my hand" he lets his fingers dance gently accross the skin of your hand again.

You shrug, watching him play with your hand again with giddiness. "The least you could is comfort me after turning me into a shish kebab." He winces at your words, gripping your hand tighter. "Sorry about that...really"

"Its fine, I need to sharpen up my defense anyway...maybe you can show me a few tricks sometime..." you ask, hoping he'll get the hint that you wanted to get to know him better.

He smiles softly, looking down at where your hands where connected.

"Deal"

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“It’s just… it’s been 16 years since…” Yuuji finds it difficult to put it into words.. “... since he last saw Divine Dog White…” 

[when your kids inherit the Ten Shadows, Megumi Fushiguro gets to meet a long lost fluffy friend again]

[1.5k words   |   fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, post-canon   |   part of Obeisance to The Arrow universe]

“Hito, Kiko, don’t.” Noritoshi glares at the twins who have been caught red handed trying to ride atop the pair of dogs. In fact, it’s the 4th time they’ve been caught. They refuse to stop trying. “Just sit, okay? Just sit down for a bit. Let dad make his call.”

Noritoshi Kamo is tired. Truly, soulfully, tired. His day began at 5 am today, because you had to go to work earlier than usual, and are still not back yet. Handling 4 kids and their own separate timetables all day, while working as a teacher for Jujutsu High… at 34, he’s not old, but goddamn does his body ache like it is. And now, when he was looking forward to putting the kids to bed and waiting for you to come back and uncork this good vintage and maybe wear that nice lingerie you bought last week and be asleep by 10 pm, when tonight was supposed to go like all other nights, he’s got a huge fucking emergency on his hands. Not that he can show it, of course, in front of the kids. 

“C’mon, pick up, pick up. Asahito! I swear, if I see you– Tsukiko! Tsukiko, hands where I can see them! Good, okay, now sit down and count till 100.” Noritoshi is doing his level best to maintain any semblance of calmness. It isn’t working. Naomi and Chihiro, the older two kids, are terrified. Their usually monk-calm dad is frantically calling people, while his Flowing Red Scale is on, as are two discs of Slicing Exorcisms, ready to strike at the slightest provocation. Not at them, of course, but still. The twins, Hito and Kiko, are too young to realise the gravity of the situation. 

Click. Finally.

“Hey Noritoshi, it’s me, Yuuji. Megumi’s driving right now.”

“Yuuji!” Damn, Yuuji thinks, the man seems out of breath. “Give the phone to Megumi, quick.”

‘But he’s driving, we were playing basketball and now we’re coming ba–”

“Put it on speaker then! Yuuji, it’s urgent.”

“Huh? Wait.” Yuuji puts him on speakerphone and gasps. “Oh my God, is y/n pregnant again?”

“What?” 

“Damn, that’s your fifth one.” Yuuji chuckles. “You must really like being a dad.” 

“It’s not–”

“Five is a lot though –”

“MEGUMI!” Noritoshi shouts out. “Are you there?”

“Yeah” Megumi leans towards the phone that Yuuji is holding out. “Congrats, Noritoshi.”

“Oh, Megumi, thank God.” Noritoshi’s voice is palpably more stable. ��y/n isn’t pregnant. The twins’ cursed technique showed up, about 5 minutes ago. Megumi, they have the Ten Shadows.”

Megumi almost crashes the car.

—------- 

“Noritoshi, love, I’m here!” You’ve run all the way from the parked car to your drawing room. It’s bursting with people: Noritoshi (battle-ready), Naomi and Chihiro (hiding behind their dad), Yuuji (fascinated), Megumi (teaching the twins to release the large black dog that’s running amok amid your fragile china-display and Edo era vases), and your little twins (actually listening to their uncle, surprisingly). 

“Mom!” “y/n!” “Honey!” 

Half an hour ago, you had been working on a new telecom venture when your assistant rushed in, claiming an urgent call from your husband: “Love, it’s the twins, Hito and Kiko- cursed technique- unstable control- dinner- Ten Shadows!” It takes a while for you to piece together the information, but when you do, you turn pale as death. 

The twins inherited the Ten Shadows? Together? They share one cursed technique? They share the fucking Ten Shadows?

—------- 

The black divine dog was sent back, thanks to Uncle Megumi Fushiguro. “The other one was already gone when we got here.” Megumi says, leaning back as everyone sits in peace around the low tea-table on the ground. Yuuji is playing cards with the boys, Tsukiko sits in Megumi’s lap, steadily stealing extra cookies from the table, and Naomi is quietly talking to her dad. “They summoned the Divine Dogs by accident, don’t punish them for it, okay?”

“I know.” Noritoshi sighs. “I didn’t even know two Ten Shadows users could exist at the same time.”

“It’s very rare.” Megumi replies. “But rare things are common nowadays.” Since the Culling Games. Since it all got messed up. 16 years ago. 

“It’s so dangerous for a 6 year old to have the power to accidentally summon Mahoraga. Megumi-chan, what did you do at that age?” You still haven’t kicked the habit of calling him Megumi-chan, even though he grumbles about it a lot, especially since the twins are starting to call him that too.

“Well, I had Gojo-sensei to show me the basics, and then I figured it out myself. But I was a very different 6 year old than Hito and Kiko.” He looks down at Tsukiko who’s trying to hide her growing bundle of cookie-loot. “Maybe it’d be safer if I stay with the kids for a bit…”

The kids are delighted to hear this, of course, Uncle Megumi who lets them get away with anything, and buys them whatever they want, he’s their favourite. (Uncle Yuuji is very hurt by this proclamation).

“Yeah, that’d be great, Megumi-chan. Thanks.” You yawn. 

“Say, Hito, Kiko!” Yuuji says. “You called both the dogs? Can you call them again?”

“Now, Itadori?” Noritoshi is still wary. When he first saw the dogs, he almost killed them on the spot, thinking that someone had sent them there to hurt his kids. It had taken a second for light to enter his head: Ah, these are my children’s shikigami. They inherited the Ten Shadows…. Oh my God- my kids inherited the Ten Shadows. “Take the yard outside then, not in here.”

Except for Megumi and the twins, who are working on calling the dogs in the middle of the yard, all of you stand in the veranda. Noritoshi’s Flowing Red Scale is on, ready, just in case.

“It’s just… it’s been 16 years since…” Yuuji finds it difficult to put it into words.. “... since he last saw Divine Dog White… back at the detention center....” 

The shadows under the twins have definitely started to hollow out choppily. Megumi shouts out words of encouragement, telling them to “steady, keep steady!”, while you can tell that Noritoshi is growing more agitated by the second. The volatile control over their shared cursed technique seems to shift between the twins randomly. The shadows underneath, like turbulent sea-water, split.

Megumi Fushiguro is no stranger to loss. It’s a fact of his life. He hardened his heart to this a long time ago, he's bid his good-byes properly in private. He’s done his due mourning when Divine Dog White died over a decade and a half ago. 

Why does his throat feel tighter? Hito and Kiko are making the huge dogs shake hands with a delighted Yuuji. Why does he remember the damp walls of that old apartment, where his dad left him and Tsumiki? Why does he remember Tsumiki’s laugh when the white dog, invisible to her, tripped her as she walked? Those snowy walks with Gojo-sensei, when he brought all three of them mochi, and an extra one for the dog? Those tired midnights in Jujutsu High when the dog curled around him in his sleep? Nobara and Yuuji, back in their teenage years, begging him to summon his precious dog? Nobara who still remains 16 in his memories. Gojo-sensei. Tsumiki. The White Dog. 

If anyone notices a tear stuck in Megumi’s lashes, they don’t mention it. They let him sit on the grass, keeping watch. The overprotective parents have loosened up, allowing Naomi and Chihiro to pet the dogs too. It’s nice, he thinks, everyone getting to enjoy a night like this. It doesn’t come by often. These small moments like playing with the dogs, eating meals together, hanging clothes to dry, taking walks in the setting sun, these are privileges they've earned with blood. Families, especially happy ones, are rare; Megumi’s proud that you and Noritoshi have managed to create one. As for him, he’s content sitting on grass and watching. 

“Megumi-chan, come play!” Tsukiko beckons him. “Shiro, go jump on him.”

“Shiro, no–” But these aren't Megumi’s shikigami, they don’t listen to a word he says. He’s immediately tackled on the soft ground by the weight of the white furball, who’s wagging his tail and licking him all over, as excited as the kids to be summoned. They even smell the same, Megumi remembers. Still, mine had softer fur. 

Naomi valiantly comes to his rescue. Noritoshi offers him some tea before bed. Him and Yuuji are staying the night, you’ve declared, and keeping watch over the twins. Despite all the loss he’s endured his whole nightmare of a life, at the end of the day, there’s still a family he’s part of. There’s still hope, there’s still love, there’s still soft white dogs. 

—------- 

The battle is over: all 4 kids have been put to bed. Yuuji whistles softly, complaining that Hito wheedled five stories and three lullabies out of him. That reminds him: “y/n, you know when Noritoshi called us, he seemed so stressed, I thought that you were pre-” but Noritoshi whacks him on the head before he gets to finish. Megumi isn’t done entertaining the twins yet. 

a/n: timeline wise, this work is set faaar in the future, when the Kamos have returned to and established themselves in Japan. Regardless of the merger, the amount of cursed energy cultivated from the Culling Games have GOT to have fucked up effects on the kids born afterwards, like the remains of nuclear bombs. Naomi is the oldest kid at 13, Chihiro is 10 and the twins are both 6. reader would be 30, noritoshi 34, yuuji 32, and megumi 31. if it was unclear, Asahito and Tsukiko are nicknamed Hito & Kiko

[hymnserendipity]

Jelous Noritoshi

Fluff, no gender mentioned

You and Noritoshi are friends and classmates, you are always together and share a lot. But your friendship with Todo makes him furious even if you don't realize it.

Well, until one day he caught you talking to Todo and smiling too much for his liking.

“We need to talk.” he stated coldly leading you behind a corner.

"Uhm??"

He doesn't say anything at first once he stops in an isolated area. His eyes look down to the ground and his body slowly became tense. He's usually quiet but this was different. Norithoshi has never looked this angry.

"Since when are you and Todo so… close?"

"Oh... We are kinda close since a week, we went to see some movies togheter." His eyes widen once you mention going to see movies together. That's the last thing he wanted to hear.

"Wha— movies!?" He yells in disbelief. How can you get so close to Itadori in just a week!?

"Toshi ... What's wrong?? "

"What's wrong!?" He repeated while looking up at you. He tries to stay calm but he's failing.

"I know it's kind of none of my business, but… why the hell were you with him!?" He asked while clenching his fists.

"And since when do you let people like that touch you!?"

He said as he thought about how Todo was messing with your hair before.

"Well i like when people i am close to touch my hair or hug me..." Hearing that you were letting other people touch you was pissing him off more. You're right in front of him but his mind couldn't stop going back to Todo. He just couldn't understand why you were letting all of this happen.

"I get Mihwa since she does that to everyone, but why are you allowing Todo to get that close to you? Do you have feelings for him or something?" He questioned in a stern tone.

"I...i don't understand Toshi. Why are you acting so...jelous?"

Noritoshi's face got red once he heard you call him jealous. But it's hard not to be when you're letting people touch you and act so friendly to you.

"I'm not acting! I just— you're the most important person to me, and I don't like seeing you get so close to other people. So I have the right to question you." He answered as he slowly became slightly more defensive.

"I am what????" His body tensed once he noticed he actually admitted that out loud. The thought of him possibly liking you has been in the back of his mind, but actually confessing it? He had no idea how you felt about him, if you even thought of him as more than a friend. He was afraid of ruining everything if he said it.

But, he realized he had no way to get out of this one now…

"Dammit… you are, okay? I like you… a lot. So of course I'm going to get jealous when I see you being so friendly to other guys."

"I like you too." You said, blushing. He froze for a moment as he tried to process what you actually said. You actually felt the same way about him? After hearing you say those words, he couldn't hold back anymore. He quickly pulled you into a tight embrace like he was desperate to have you in his arms.

"You have no idea how long I've been holding that back…" He whispered into your ear while holding you close. He gently ran his fingers through your hair while pulling you even closer. His heart was beating rapidly, but the more he held you and felt your body against his, the more calm he became. He could hear your soft breathing as he leaned his head on your shoulder, feeling as if he'd never want to let you go.

He took in your scent, completely getting lost in your presence. The way he held you was so intimate, it was almost as if he was afraid you'd disappear if he loosened his grip.

"You really like me?? Wow... I'm so happy." He chuckles softly, finding your reaction quite adorable. He pulls away to look you in the eyes, his own eyes gleaming with affection.

"Yes, I really like you. It's the truth, I swear." He spoke in a genuine tone, not showing any hesitancy or uncertainty in his confession.

He brings up one of his hands, gently cupping your face as he tenderly caresses your cheek with his thumb. The feeling of your skin against his was so satisfying, it almost felt addicting. After admiring your features for a few seconds, a smile slowly started to form on his lips. Seeing you getting all flustered and shy because of him was quite endearing.

"You look so damn cute when you're blushing." He teases while slowly bringing his face closer to yours. His eyes looked like they wanted to devour you up as he leaned in.