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人形 - Chapter 1

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ᴛᴡ: ɴᴏɴᴄᴏɴ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ɢʀᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ (ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴜʟᴛ), ꜱᴀᴅɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱQᴜɪɴᴛ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴀʟɪᴠᴇ.

ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ ᴏꜰ ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ. ʜᴇʀ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɢᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ.

ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪꜱᴋ.

ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ, ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ.

ɴᴏ ᴀɢᴇ ɪɴ ʙɪᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ.

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The day had finally come. The pitter patter of panicked footsteps approaching your crimson door, as you lay in bed, nearly lifeless. You could just barely make out the sound of shrill voices as they each shouted amongst one another about whom was to blame for your bare form.

“She’s not even dressed! Do you think this is acceptable? Get her ready NOW!” You heard someone – a woman – screeching as she gazed down in dismay at your limp form. “Lord Sukuna would kill us ALL if we brought this as an offering.” She rambles on, pacing in a panic while three other ladies scramble to lift you up, dragging your body from the bed, over to the vanity, that sat adjacent to your bed.

You didn’t understand why they had chosen to drug you, this was your entire life’s purpose. You had been born in this village and, raised in this very temple. From the time you were conceived, your entire purpose was to someday be an offering to Lord Sukuna. This was an annual thing that dated back for centuries. The people of this village both worshipped Sukuna as a god and feared him as a devil, they believed that by offering him a virgin girl to devour each year that they would be safe and protected. Hence why you and many other girls were brought up here.

To an outsider, the process may have seemed horrendous – raising someone as cattle. But this was the norm in your village, and those considered food to the god Sukuna were seen as honorable – saviors even. The people would rejoice when their families were chosen as sacrifices, and you were no different. Yet and still, despite your complete compliance, the monks of this temple still thought it best that they slip a large dosage of opium in your tea, leaving you to feel dazed, and almost entirely immobile.

Still, you could not protest and wouldn’t even if you were capable.

This was just tradition, you supposed.

So instead, you relax and let yourself be propped up by one of the ladies while the others adorn your face in make-up and dress you in fine, expensive, silk fabrics. It’s almost relaxing, being pampered in such a way.

“You look so beautiful.” One lady compliments as she drags a brush with red lip-paint along the shape of your lips. “I’m so proud of the woman you’ve become...Lord Sukuna will surely be pleased. You’ll make one hell of a meal.” She whispers softly as she puts the finishing touches on your face.

You manage to pull your head out of the fog a bit to recognize the woman who’s standing before you.

“M...mot..moth..” You try to sit up, but your body feels far too heavy to move. She only smiles as she watches your attempts to struggle out of your drug-induced complacency.

“Shhh...don’t squirm too much my dear. You don’t want these nice young ladies to have to feed you anymore of that tea, do you?” Her tone is sweet, and you notice how she plasters a large smile across her face, though it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

You body immediately stills, not wanting to see your mother angry at you, especially not on your special day. She seems satisfied by your obedience and turns her attention back to the other girls, who were now standing off to the side, waiting for their next command.

“Take her to the shrine. She’s not nearly as graceful as last year’s sacrifice but this will have to do. It’s time....” She commands before turning away, leaving only the sound of her echoing footsteps behind as she marches out of the room, already yelling for everyone to get ready for the next stage of today.

The girls she left you with both glance at each other before looking at you. You’re not sure what exactly it is that they’re thinking but you can see in their eyes that it’s not something good. Though, your handmaidens have never really looked at you any other way...so it’s hard to have much to compare it to.

“I’m sorry..” one of them mutters, as they both hoist you up and begin carrying you out of the temple.

You’re confused at her sudden apology, was it for not properly dressing you? It wasn’t her fault. There’s a pause as if she’s waiting for you to respond, to say something or anything... but you do not reply, you couldn’t even if you wanted to.

For the first time in months, you’re hit with the burning light of the sun. You squint in dismay, flinching back as the sound of cheers echoes throughout the village and, as your vision starts to clear, you make out hundreds of people all gathered here before the temple cheering for you as you’re held there, limp and practically lifeless.

“People of Heiankyō Village! We shall be safe for yet another Winter, thanks to our chosen Savior!” The Emperor shouts, his booming voice carrying across the crowd, sending everyone into hopeful cheers and cries.

“Let us all rejoice! For tonight we shall all feast like beasts, in honor of our God Sukuna and his lovely Sacrifice!”

There are more cheers, and you watch through clouded vision as the sea of people slowly part, creating a path towards your destiny. The malevolent shrine.

For days you wandered from your village, towards the mountains. The girls had made sure to keep you nice and drugged, forcing more of the dizzying drug down your throat every chance they got. You had long lost the urge to protest, which was probably for the best as you neared the territory of Ryomen Sukuna.

You had heard tales about it, about the uneasy feeling people got when drawing near it, about the strong energy that radiated from the very columns of the building. You were warned in youth not to approach it, not until it was time, when you would be more ‘prepared’.

Still, despite all the warnings and teachings, nothing could have prepared you for the sensation that washed over your body the moment you got closer to what would soon be your end. Your body almost collapsed under the crushing weight of his presence. You hadn’t even seen him and yet, you could feel him everywhere. Like a shroud of darkness, crushing you. You know the others with you felt it too, as they whispered about turning back.

Still, you remained as compliant as possible, you were trained for this moment. It would be your honor to be devoured by him.

“What is this?”

Your blood runs cold in your body as a deep, ominous voice bellows above you. When had he even approached? You hadn’t heard footsteps. You feel the two women stiffen before immediately dropping on the ground, pulling you down with them into a formal bow.

“L- Lord Sukuna we’ve come to offer you this sacrifice in exchange for another year of peace...” one of the ladies says, her voice trembling violently while she grips onto your garments for dear life, as if you’ll somehow be the one to save her.

There is a long pause, and a sudden pain rips through you as Sukuna’s large hands grab at your hair, pulling you to meet the gaze of a beast. His four eyes focused in one your own, giving you the chance to see him up close. His face was strange to say the least, or perhaps you should say his faces as it seemed he had two. There were strange markings all along his face, arms – his multiple arms – and, body.

Was this Sukuna? He wasn’t at all how people described him in your village.

You avert your eyes, not daring to meet the ‘deities’ gaze again as he glosses over your features with a frown.

“Every year, you bring in worse and worse cattle to my Shrine.” He gripes, tightening his fist in your hair. “Do you honestly believe I would want spoiled meat?” He snaps, turning his gaze down at the two girls, trembling on the ground.

“P- please....we beg of you...” one girl sobs, the crushing weight of his aura far too much for her to bear.

“Pathetic...” he signed. You watch, completely limp, as he slides his fingers in a swiping motion, and in an instant, the girls head detaches from her body. The girl beside her jumps at that, screaming and kicking frantically as her friends head rolls beside her.

Her reaction manages to pull a laugh out of him. The other girl was scrambling now, trying to get up while screaming for Sukuna to stay away.

“Now this is more like it. I love when they have a little fight in them...” he howled, laughing as he caught up with the screaming woman, dropping you on the ground to focus on his hunt. You could only watch as he caught up with her and granted her the same fate as her friend.

Surely you would be next...right?

“Uraume!” He called out, beckoning forth a short-haired person with crimson eyes. The boy didn’t seem to notice you, or maybe he didn’t seem to care, as he grabbed the two bodies without being asked and darted straight inside. “I will have them ready for you before Sundown...” is all he says as he waltzes back towards the temple with the two bodies in tow.

“What should we do with this one...” he says, finally turning to acknowledge your presence, a disgusted look on his face.

The King of Curses gaze finally fell back to you and he took a moment to take in your features again. The people of your village had really done their best to break you. Your body was weak and frail, both from the drugs and the ‘diet’ the monks had kept you on. There were some fading scars here and there that peaked out from beneath you Kimono, ones from beatings long ago, when there was at least some kindling’s of a fire blooming in your soul. but only a few. You had a hollow look in your eyes, almost as if you were fully void of emotion at all.

It was those damned eyes that pissed him off so much. Part of the fun was watching his ‘offerings’ shake in fear or fight for their life. He craved chaos. He wanted violent screams and bloodshed. Just what was he supposed to do with a broken toy?

He grimaced for a moment, and then a sudden idea flourished.

You watched as he slowly closed in on you, calm and ready for him to take your head – just as he had done the others. Your eyes flutter shut, and for a short second you smiled, ready to bask in deaths cold embrace.

But death never came. No, instead, you feel a sharp pain to your jaw as he grabbed it with his large hand, forcing you to meet his gaze once again. He forces you head left and right, inspecting you closely. “She’s not half bad to look at...” he utters, as if contemplating something important.

“I bet you had to endure a lot of pain...” He says, voice soft. If you hadn’t known any better, you may have assumed that he actually felt sorry for you. But you were far from naïve, and the soft tone of his voice didn’t match the sinister grin on his face or the dark gaze in his eyes.

“What is your name?” he asked, though it felt more like a command than a question.

“I-I’m..not sure..” you answer back, with a voice too weak from lack of use. The people back at the temple had never given you one. There was never a need to give one to girls with your fate. Still, the look of displeasure on your gods face was enough to make you try and come up with something – you try to think back, as far as you can, for something – anything.

“人形...the ladies that use to care for me...they called me 人形..”

There was a long silence, before Sukuna suddenly let out another resounding laugh. A puppet. A lifeless doll. Whether you knew what it meant or not, it amused him to no end, just how stupid you truly were to call yourself that.

Still, his amusement gave you just enough courage to speak, “Will you, please give me the honor of being your first meal tonight?” you asked, causing his unhinged laughter to come to a sudden halt. He seemed certain of something now.

“Alright, then doll. I think I know exactly what to do with you.” He says, finally loosening his grip on your jaw, giving you just a brief second of relief before you were suddenly hoisted up over his shoulder.

“That stupid look on your face disgusts me, I would never put something so sullied into my gut.” He answered back, as he carried you back to the temple. “But,” he interjects, “I’ll have more than enough fun, wiping that shit look from your face. Maybe after I see you with a different expression, I’ll change my mind.”

For a moment you’re uncertain. You don’t fight, because your body had been groomed into compliance, it’s drilled into your mind already to take whatever Sukuna gives...however you were supposed to be given death. It’s all you had ever dreamed of, your very purpose on this earth. And, if he didn’t accept you as food, then...what would this mean for your village?

“Take this one to the hot spring.” He says, to whom you now know to be ‘Uraume’. The boy only bows, as you’re dropped at his feet. “Once that make up is washed away, have her brought back to my chambers. I want to see how long she can keep that shit look on her face.” He says with a devilish grin, before heading back inside.

Once he’s gone, the once calm demeanor on Uraume warps into one of dismay as they glance over at you. For once, Uraume had not anticipated his actions. “You should consider yourself lucky that you’re not waste in his trashbin.” He griped, as he held onto the corpses of the two girls from before. “Come. I’ll prepare these before bathing you.” He added, seemingly irritated by your presence.

You hadn’t wanted to be alive anymore than what Uraume wanted you alive, but you kept that to yourself. Instead, you only answer back with a hollow, “Yes, Your Grace” and silently begin to follow behind him. You had called him that since he seemed rather close with Ryomen. However, Uraume was quick to correct you. “Just call me Uraume. I am not of any royal blood or background.” He said back, a little more friendly than before but, still hostile.

You sat quietly while submerged in the warm water of the hotspring, hugging your knees tightly as you wonder just what exactly Lord Sukuna has in store for you.

“You should do to take better care of yourself, if you plan to be a meal for Master Sukuna..” Uraume – whom you’ve now come to learn is a girl – rubs a sudsy towel up and down your back, scrubbing away all the dead skin and dirt from your travels.

“I’m sorry...” is all you say in response.

Despite your initial meeting, Uraume seemed to warm up to you quickly when she realized you had no intention of causing any trouble. You just wanted to be eaten, and she would be more than eager to kill you herself when the time came. Your interests aligned, and so whatever threat she had assumed you initially posed to her or Sukuna had dissipated.

Unlike Sukuna, she actually liked how obedient you were. You knew your place and that was enough to turn her hostile demeanor into a more tolerable one.

“Are you a virgin?” She asked, while cleaning you.

“I’ve been told so, yes.” You answer back. You hadn’t really known what a virgin was. However, you had never been informed on much of anything. You couldn’t read, nor write. Sacrifices didn’t have a need for any of those things.

That said – you definitely were one. The monks back at your temple had made sure of it, going so far as to tie your hands and feet to the frame of your bed the moment anyone suspected you of so much as touching yourself. Any desire for intimacy soon faded when it was met with harsh punishment.

Uraume seemed pleased with that answer, knowing that with your background, it was certain that it would indicate that you absolutely were.

“Good. Master Sukuna will like that..” she notes, causing you to form a smile of your own. “It’s my life’s purpose to please him..” is all you say in return, earning a hum in satisfaction from Uraume.

After your bath, you’re sprayed with some kind of mist – the scent reminding you of spider lilies, and dressed in a long silk-white robe with a cream white flower pattern stitched all over it. It was beautiful...but it felt wrong on you. All of this felt strangely wrong, truthfully.

Still, you follow Uraume along the corridors until your brought to a room with a bed. Your heart seems to stop, uneasy for only a moment as Uraume suddenly shoves you forward, causing you to tumble over onto the sheets.

“Sukuna will be here to see you after dinner. Play with him well so I can have you prepared on a plate by morning.” Is all she says, before closing the sliding door, and leaving you by yourself.

You weren’t sure what she meant by that, but if it meant living out your destiny you would do what needed to be done both for your village, and so you could die.

You wait patiently, twiddling with your thumbs, lost in thought about what exactly the King of Curses had in store for you. The question of your virginity still hanging above your head as you ponder on why that would matter. Surely, he just wanted to see you healthier, so you’d be tastier to eat...right?

It never dawns on you the true reason you’re here, not until the sliding doors open again, and standing before you is an eager Ryomen Sukuna, both sets of arms crossed as his robes loosely drape over his shoulders.

“Well...it would seem that there was a pretty face beneath all that make up.” He says, though you’re not sure if it’s a compliment to you or to himself.

Closing the door behind him, he strides towards you, kneeling just enough so you’d be in his reach before grabbing at your ankle, pulling your body closer to his own as he forces himself between your legs.

You try to keep still, to be as docile as possible but, that’s not the side of you Sukuna wants to see. You watch for a moment as he takes one of his hands, sliding them into his bottoms before pulling out – Oh. Oh.

You’re confused now, horrified even as you see two appendages get removed from his trousers. There’s something in you that’s telling you to run, but a stronger urge that’s keeping you utterly still. The constant fluctuating emotions makes your body start to tremble, but you’re doing your best to remain dutiful.

“Such a good pet.” He coos, while stroking himself nice and slow, giving you time to take it all in. “I can see you’re starting to get scared...but your body won’t let you run away from me, right?” he teases, while you try and brace yourself for whatever he’s got in store for you.

You watched in both horror and awe as the appendages grew in his hands, the two of them both as long as your forearm and as thick as a fist. As you watched him aim one of them directly at your core, your mind finally pieced together just what exactly his intentions were.

He planned on tainting you.

Sukuna seemed to key in on your realization and relished in the amusement of your expression as it finally made it’s way onto your face. However, nothing pleased him more than watching you try to twist away, your nails clawing at the sheets beneath you as you tried to plead with him to just kill you.

“Why are you screaming now?...” He asked, feigning ignorance as he started to push himself inside, not caring if you were ready to take him or not. “I haven’t even put it in yet..”

He starts to push his hips forward, forcing in the tip inside as he pushing his weight down to keep you in place.

Your teeth clench instantly, while you continue to claw at the sheets. He’s not gentle with you in the slightest as he keeps forcing his way in. It’s unbearable, the ache you feel as he practically rips you open for the first time.

“How cute, I can only get about half-way inside...” he practically purrs into your ear, his hips finally still.

You whine in response, the only sound you can make as you try and adjust to the sensation of being stretched so much. “Don’t worry, in due time, you’ll be able to take all of me.” He jokes, as he pulls his hips back pulling himself all the way out before shoving himself back in. He repeats this movement several times, hitting against your cervix with every push of his hips.

You can’t hold back your scream this time, tears falling from your eyes as you apologize profusely, begging him to show you any mercy. Your hands fall to his pelvis as you make feeble attempts to push him away, but it does little to stop him. Instead to your horror and surprise, your met with a wet sensation, as you bare witness to his abdomen splitting open revealing a tongue and teeth. Your hand draws back quickly, and he almost laughs at the expression that’s written along your face.

“Why are you pulling away from my mouth? I thought you wanted to be eaten?” He taunts while fucking you, pushing in a little more of his cock than before.

He changes your positions, pulling you onto his lap, your chest pressed against his own. He uses two of his hands to bounce you on his length, while the others grope and grab at any part of you they can reach. The sensation is wet and warm. Like lips tracing all over your body, licking, biting, and marking you in every spot he touches.

It’s overwhelming, all the different sensations, and it’s not long before the pain twists and mixes in with pleasure, and the squelch of you pussy starts to echo in the room, harmonizing beautifully with your moans and screams.

One of those sneaky hands finds their way to your backside, and your back arches instantly when the wet feeling of a tongue starts to press against your rim. “M-Master Sukuna!” you cry out, your body trembling as he quickens his pace.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, body nearly limp from overstimulation but he doesn’t slow down.

You hear him growl in your ear, as he treats your frail body like it’s a cock sleeve, constantly trying to force himself deeper and deeper, while his fingers stretch you open in the back.

“Please, I don’t think I can take much more of thi- mmMPH!” He doesn’t let you talk, covering your mouth with one of his hands, forcing you silent with one of the strangest kisses you’ve ever imagined. You could almost gag at the feeling of his tongue as it squirmed around inside your mouth, licking around inside and forcing you to reciprocate.

His cock starts to twitch inside you, while your nails claw at his back. “You’re about to receive my seed, take it and be grateful...” he commands.

His movements get sloppy, and you wince as he starts fucking himself deeper, until finally the base of his cock is being pushed inside. The feeling is too much. However, you can only sit back and take it as he finally spurts his cum out inside of you. Loads of if pouring into you and spilling out. His hand gets removed from your lips and you let out a loud moan.

When his hips still, you finally relax and for a brief moment, you think it’s over. That is, until your hoisted up and forced down on his second dick.

“No... No Please! Master Sukuna, have mercy!” you beg while attempting to fight your way out of his hold.

He only chuckles at your feeble attempts, “What’s wrong? Isn’t it an honor to be used by your God?”

He’s mocking you, amused that you would sooner have him take your life than your virtue.

“You human’s are all the same. What would give you the right to tell me how to use my offering?” he tsks, shaking his head as he feigns annoyance...though you can sense he’s not kidding this time.

He waits for you to answer, but there was not one you could muster. He was completely right. It wasn’t your place to deny him, that’s what you were taught.

But for the first time since your childhood, you questioned whether what you were taught was fair. Why was this your destiny? It felt like years of emotions suppressed were overwhelming you all at once, spilling out of you like waves and fresh hot tears stained your cheeks.

Finally, it felt like a veil was lifted from your eyes as you peered back at the monster grinning psychotically in your face.

“Haha! Yes! This is exactly the reaction I was waiting for.” He shouted, fucking into you harder, faster, deeper.

“More! More! Show me more of that tragic face of yours!”

You sob, submerged in pain, pleasure, misery, and joy. Your god really had accepted you, but was that something that you ever wanted to begin with?

Too many sensations overtake you all at once, while he drills into you coming inside your cunt again..and again..and again.

The moon rises. The sun sets. Your body aches as he forces you to cream on both his cocks over and over and over. Until finally your body tired from exhaustion, and you woke up aching all over.

You were supposed to be food come morning, but morning was long gone and he hadn’t allowed you rest not even once.

You’re a shuddering mess when he’s done with you, practically numb from the waist down, and stuffed full of him, so much that you feel bloated. You had hoped that after all this, he would get bored and end you. That he’d put you out of your misery and send Uraume to collect your body.

But Uraume never came for you, and the darkness that enveloped you was only mental. When you had asked him what he intended to do with you, he had only brushed you off as if you had said something amusing.

When Uraume finally did come, she was not as friendly as before, roughly handling you as she dragged your limp body back to the hot spring to be cleaned again – per Sukuna’s Orders.

You had hoped she would be a light in the darkness but, as her face grimaced as you asked her “Is he going to kill me?..” you knew that his ‘play time’ with you wasn’t over just yet.

In fact, this would only be the start of your own personal hell.

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Added note: I haven't written much of anything in what might be 4 or 5 years now, and English isn't my first language, so if there's any bad grammar or errors, please go easy on me.

#tw: noncon #dead dove content #dead dove do not eat #dead dove fic #jjk noncon #jujutsu kaisen noncon #jjk x y/n #sukuna x y/n #ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #reader x sukuna #y/n x sukuna #reader x ryomen sukuna #dark ff #yandere ff

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azuramarigold · 2 months ago

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Sneak peak on a new JJK work!

It's a No Curse AU setting - Reader x JJK men pairing (Nanami, Gojo, Sukuna, possibly more)

You're a typical office worker that one day gets fired at your job, but your friend, Yuji Itadori, who works at the coffee shop that you discovered a year ago on your way to work, suggests that you apply to his uncle's company.

Let's see how this rolls?

"Underground Dealings"

- coming soon to tumblr and AO3!

Also, this is the first time I'm writing a Reader x *insert hot fictional man here* type of thing... so... yeah.

Characters: officeworker!reader x CEO!Sukuna, officeworker!reader x businessassociate!Gojo, officeworker!reader x salaryman!Nanami; other pairings to be added

Other characters: Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Nobara Kugisaki, Naoya Zen'in, Maki Zen'in, Mai Zen'in, Uraume; other characters to be added.

Genre: modern au, eventual smut, 18+, angst, violence, gore

WARNINGS: smut, blood, violence, gore, using weapons, death, drug use, smoking, alcohol use, cussing.

A/N: Enjoy the prologue, which is the sneak peak of this series!

Prologue

There were plenty of coffee shops in the city, but they were always so crowded and busy that you felt like you were always being watched or rushed.

That was the problem with fast-paced society, there were no more connections. Everything had to be there now and quick or it wasn’t worth it. It didn’t matter where you went, it just felt like that everywhere.

It was a blessing that you found this hole in the wall café. It was on your way to work, a decent space, reasonable prices, and the people at the counter always smiled and greeted you as though you had known each other for years. The other patrons were friendly as well, giving small pleasantries and smiles while waiting for their baked goods and lattes.

You had befriended the employees quickly, them just graduating high school and saving money to go to college. While you were in your mid-twenties, it was still easy to get along with them and you enjoyed visiting them every day as you became a regular within the year.

An eager pink-haired boy was behind the counter, a large smile on his face with honey-colored eyes. He wore the uniform for the shop, a navy-blue polo with golden buttons with a red apron with the logo of the shop, a cartoon tiger with coffee beans around it, plastered across the chest, and he wore a navy-blue visor with his pink hair spiked through. His nametag indicated that his name was “Yuji I.”.

“Hello, Miss Y/N!” Yuji greeted you like he did every morning with a wave. He then simply put a large drink on the counter in the shop’s signature red cup, decorated with black markings, steam coming from the vent on the lid. Along with the coffee he put a wrapped apple strudel next to it. “Your usual!” he then beamed happily.

You sigh with relief, excited to see your dark nectar of the gods being presented to you. “Thank you so much, Yuji! You’re a life saver!” you cry out overdramatically. “I’ll definitely need this for my meeting today…!”

Yuji gave a wink. “Well, good thing I put an extra shot of espresso in it – on the house of course!” he smirked.

“You’re too sweet, don’t let your manager here you say that…” you sigh worriedly.

Yuji rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “What’s he gonna do? Fire me?” he scoffed. “Besides, it’s just me and Megumi in the shop right now, and the ‘manager’ doesn’t stroll in until about after lunch anyways.”

A spikey, raven-haired boy then came through an archway that led to the kitchen in the back, him with a light grimace, his blue eyes narrow, as he was concentrating on balancing baked goods that were towering on silver tray. Like Yuji, he was wearing the uniform, but instead of a red apron, he wore a light blue one. His nametag read “Megumi F.”.

“Can you not be so loud and actually help?” Megumi grumbled to Yuji. His voice was deeper than Yuji’s naturally boyish sounding one. Megumi glanced over at you and nodded in his head in acknowledgement. “Good morning, Y/N.”

“Morning, Megs, are you okay?” you asked.

“Just preparing is all,” the young man replied. “If someone would help, we could get things done faster.” He then glared at Yuji.

“Hey! It’s not my fault Nobara is late for her shift… AGAIN!” Yuji shouted in defense. “I would be back there helping, and she would be at the counter!”

“Whatever…” Megumi only sighed as he set the tray on the counter. He then took a piece of wax paper and picked up a dog shaped sugar cookie, decorated with white royal icing, and handed it to you. “Here, freshly made.”

“Oh, thanks!” you graciously took the cookie. “Aw, did you decorate it too look like Shiro?”

Megumi’s face instantly flushed. “Uh, no…” he stammered. “I mean, why would I use black icing for Kuro? That would stain everyone’s teeth…”

Yuji poked his friend’s burning face. “So, you admit it? You decorated the cookie to look like Shiro…?” he teased.

“I’m going to punch you.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time!”

THWACK!

“OWIE! THAT REALLY HURT, MEGUMI!” Yuji shouted, his hands to his head cradling a bump.

“Next time I’ll punch you in the face,” Megumi promised with a deep frown.

The alarm on your phone went off, signaling that to inform you that your meeting started in less than twenty minutes.

“Oh, shit!” you cursed under your breath. “I gotta get going! The meeting is gonna start soon…!” You then took your wallet out and slapped money on the counter, always leaving extra for a tip even though the boys insist it was not necessary. “See you guys later!”

“See ya, Y/N!” Yuji shouted after you as you darted out the door.

“Talk to you later,” Megumi said, giving a subtle wave.

Luckily for you, your office job was a few blocks from the coffee shop. It was a small up and coming branch office that dealt with some dealings with larger companies around Tokyo and the rest of Japan. You were the assistant to the son of the next CEO, Naoya Zen’in, of the Zen’in Corporation, who oversaw that office to learn the basics of running the company.

Naoya just also happened to be the older cousin of Megumi, who told Naoya flat out, “I rather eat dirt and die than work for you,” and just decided not to have anything to do with the Zen’in family business. It was no skin of the older Zen’in’s nose, there were still plenty in their family that were underneath him so that he could boss around.

You arrived at the office, right on time, the office already bustling with employees rushing around with papers stacked up high in their arms and phones to their ears. With subtle nods and smiles, you made your way to the elevator to make it to the top floor to reach the penthouse office of Naoya.

As the elevator arrived with a charming ding! you swiped your ID card to open the doors to let yourself in. Naoya sat at his large oak desk, the glass window overlooking the small street below as the office wasn’t too high up due to being one of the Zen’in’s smaller business operations. However, the room was still sleek in design, matte blacks and shining chrome decorated the walls along with collector katanas from travels mounted.

Your heels clacked against the gray flooring, Naoya’s ears practically perk up like a dog’s as he spun in his chair to face you. He was grinning ear to ear, his smile almost giving you shivers up your spine.

“Ah, Y/N, welcome, welcome!” Naoya greeted with a subtle clap of his hands. “Let’s get our meeting started, shall we?” He noted the cups of coffee in your hands and the baked goods. “Eh, nothing for me? You know what I like…”

“I’m no longer an intern,” you reply coolly, settling yourself in the plush black chair in front of his desk. “You can ask one of them to get you your coffee.”

Naoya gave a loud, overdramatic sigh. “See, and this is why we’re having this meeting!” he complained, leaning back in his chair.

You raised a brow. “I’m… what? I beg your pardon?” You were genuinely confused. You were under the impression the meeting was to go over details with an upcoming deal with an up-and-coming conglomerate.

Naoya clicked his tongue. “Y/N, Y/N… I’m sorry, but, I’m gonna have to let you go,” he smirked.

Your heart fell to the floor. “W-What…!?” you shouted, immediately standing up from your chair. The chair screeched behind you so loudly, you thought everyone downstairs heard it. “Mr. Zen’in… I don’t understand… I do everything perfectly…!”

“You do the work fine, I’ll admit that,” Naoya admitted begrudgingly. “You just won’t do the ‘extras’ I want…” He then gave a pout.

You gritted your teeth. “Are… you really being that petty!?” you demanded. “You’re firing me because I won’t throw myself at you like the other women here!? Because that one gala you took me to, I refuse to fuck you!? That’s illegal…! I can sue for wrongful termination…!”

Naoya waved his hand dismissively. “Whatever, sweetheart, like you can try that with the money my family has,” he almost yawned. “Look, I’ll let you keep your job if you suck me off right-”

He didn’t even finish his sentence as you threw your now barely warm coffee in his face. Naoya sputtered and jumped from his seat, wiping at his face in complete surprise.

“Oh, you fucking bitch!” he shouted. “If you weren’t fired before, you’re really fired now!”

“At least now it makes it worth it, you asshole!” you shouted at him. You then took your badge and threw it on his desk, your office laptop was haphazardly on his desk as well. “You can piss off, Zen’in, no wonder why a lot of your family thinks you’re a prick!”

Without another word, you turned your heel and made your way to the elevator. Pressing the button, keeping a straight face as the doors shut, still seeing droplets of coffee falling from the ends of Naoya’s stupid dyed blonde hair.

As the elevator descended, tears came. They were hot as they fell, your face flush with a combination of rage and embarrassment. You were made a fool, and now that prick was most likely going to make sure that you couldn’t get a job in any corporation ever again.

Once you made it to the bottom floor, you went to your desk and grab the few things you had there. A few coworkers (now ex-coworkers) looked at you in confusion as you grabbed your favorite coffee mug, a picture of you and your mother, and the pack of colored pens you got to take notes. You walked out of the office without saying a word to anyone, and no one spoke a word to you either.

The first place that came to mind was the coffee shop, so you returned there. The shop door dinged as you stepped in, a girl with dyed ginger hair perking up from behind the counter clearly trying to hide her phone. The girl recognized you and smiled, pulling out her phone again.

“Hey, Y/N,” the girl greeted, her brown/orange eyes glittering mischievously. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” Like the boys she wore the same navy-blue polo, her apron was a lovely pale yellow with pink roses hand stitched into it, and she wore a nametag that read “Nobara K.”.

Heavy footsteps ran from the back, Yuji’s pink hair popping in through the archway that led to the kitchen. “Y/N?!” he gasped in surprise. “What are you doing back!?”

Megumi’s spiked hair popped up from behind. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work…?” he repeated Nobara’s questioned.

“… I got fired…” you then cried.

Yuji’s eyes widened while Nobara’s jaw dropped. “Are you serious!?” they shouted in unison.

Megumi only glanced away, his arms crossed. “I should’ve seen that coming… my cousin is an ass…” he muttered.

“I threw my coffee in his face too…” you then groaned miserably as you found a table and slumped into the chair. “So, I bet he’s gonna blacklist me so I can’t work in any other corporate office…”

Nobara had already prepared you a cookies-and-cream cupcake, the design a cute white rabbit (courtesy of Megumi) in the frosting while saying she was going to make you a fresh cup of coffee. Megumi glanced over to Yuji who was looking through his phone.

“Well… I know a place you can apply…” Yuji suggested, but it sounded like he really didn’t want to. “You know the ‘manager’ I always bitch about…?”

You gave Yuji a sad smile. “Yuji, I appreciate it, but I don’t want to work here…”

“No, not here,” Yuji assured. “The ‘manager’ is actually the owner… and my… uncle.” He sounded like he wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

“Huh…?” You dumbly said.

“My uncle… owns dozens of small businesses and restaurants…” Yuji then admitted sheepishly. “Ever heard of… Ryōmen Enterprises…?”

You nodded eagerly. “Y-Yeah… that’s the company that Naoya was trying to get in with…” you replied.

Yuji smiled and he rubbed his head. “Yeah… Sukuna Ryōmen… is my uncle…” he revealed. “He actually bought this small coffee shop just so we could work here in the summer and whenever we could once college classes start up.”

Megumi gave a nod. “Why do you think the logo is a tiger? It’s for Itadori, Yuji’s last name,” he then added.

You blinked. You had no idea that it was the connection.

“You think… your uncle will give me a job…?” you asked, your voice small.

Yuji nodded. “My uncle is kind of a dick sometimes, but he can be nice when he wants to be…” he told you. He then handed you Sukuna’s business card. “That goes directly to his secretary that number, Uraume. Tell them that Yuji, his awesome, most favorite nephew, is vouching for you!”

“You idiot, you’re his only nephew!” Nobara barked at him in irritation as she handed you your new coffee.

Yuji smiled widely. “One and done for my parents!” he said proudly, his hands on his hips. Both his friends just gave him a “why do you do this?” look.

You looked at the business card gingerly, the card solid black with the lettering in a blood red. The letters were smooth under your fingers, and you could tell there was something underneath that was telling you that maybe you shouldn’t get involved.

But shit… you really need a job now…

“Thanks, Yuji,” you told him with a smile.

You continued to chat for a few minutes before solemnly leaving, the business card burning a hole in your pocket. It took roughly an hour to get back to your apartment as it was outside the business district of Tokyo, and by the time you got there it was already dusk. Normally you return home much later in the day when it was nighttime, so it was almost pleasant to return when there was still some sort of light.

As soon as you unlocked your door and entered, you walked to the couch and threw your stuff to the side and flung yourself facedown onto one of the decorative pillows. A muffled scream ripped through your throat, all the anger and frustration forcibly coming out at once. You sat up and took a deep breath, happy to have gotten that out of your system.

Once again, the business card was burning in your pocket. Nervously, with fingers trembling, you took it out and let your eyes hover over the number.

“Here goes nothing…” you grumbled as you took your phone out. You dialed the number, hoping because of the time of day you can just leave a voicemail.

The phone picked up on the second ring.

“Sukuna Ryōmen��s office,” the voice that answered was a low, gravelly voice. Deep and powerful. Even through the phone that voice vibrated deep into your bones.

“Oh, hi, um… my name is Y/N L/N,” you greeted nervously. “My friend Yuji Itadori gave me this business card to leave a message for Uraume to arrange possibly a job interview with Mr. Ryōmen?”

The voice on the other line was silent for a moment. “You’re friends with that brat…?” the voice grumbled, sounding quite annoyed.

Odd to refer to your boss’s nephew like that…

“Um, yes, I am,” you firmly stated.

“Let me write your name down really quick…” There was the sound of a pen scratching. “And your number, sweetheart?”

Oh… okay…?

You gave them your number.

“Alright, give ya call tomorrow around noon, if you’re worth something, a face-to-face interview will be the same day.”

Click.

There was only a dial tone. You looked at the phone, which now said “Call Ended: 00:03:41” to indicate the phone call took less than four minutes to complete.

“Well… can’t be worse than Naoya…”

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valetoria · 2 months ago

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ུᩧ JJK TWITTER LINKS P5 !

৻ꪆ instructions. before clicking, you must be logged into your acc and have twitter open in order for these links to function .

TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎‎

listen to his voiceee. ⋆ cunt devouring. ⋆ massive size kink. ⋆ prone bone. ⋆ straddling his lap. ⋆ anal princess. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ pretty & shy girl blowjob. ⋆ pounding you in missionary.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

beneath the table. ⋆ cockwarming while he plays games. ⋆ squeaky girlfriend. ⋆ what a distraction. ⋆ pussy eating. ⋆ clit licking. ⋆ rubbing you off. ⋆ plap plap plap ! ⋆ tit worshipper.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

slow teasing. ⋆ soft choking. ⋆ ass groping. ⋆ kissing in lingerie. ⋆ somnophilia. ⋆ the vids he sends you at work. ⋆ warm & entwined. ⋆ gentle fingering. ⋆ rubbing your pussy for you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

slutty waist. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ love hate sex with your ex. ⋆ let me show you a trick. ⋆ ass eating. ⋆ hard pounding. ⋆ bathroom floor. ⋆ balancing on the wall. ⋆ rubbing you. ⋆ sideways.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

dumbification. ⋆ backshots in a maid dress. ⋆ 69ing. ⋆ spread your legs & let him do his job. ⋆ taking it so well. ⋆ kinky shit p2. ⋆ tied & edged. ⋆ fucking in the backseat of his car.

SUKUNA RYOMEN. ꒱‎

schoolgirl fit (kunas ver.). ⋆ kidnapped. ⋆ personal use. ⋆ position goes crazy. ⋆ punishment in cuffs. ⋆ folded & munching your cunt. ⋆ rough fucking. ⋆ full nelson.

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tsukuhoe · 3 months ago

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VIRGIN!JJK FIC RECS

something about virginity loss fics makes me sooo wet... req by anon ^^ adding onto the list whenever i find more <3 mdni, nsfw content!

gojo digimon—but making u cum is my real hobby - blkkizzat strongest sorcerer virgin - megumiluv virgin and unexperienced bf!gojo - fatal fairies number one sorcerer (and virgin) - inmaki nerds do it better - sugugasm virginity loss & riding - creamflix inculpatus - jaegerbby teach me how to pleasure my future wife (you) - fvsm4x

geto reformed player!geto - akicult virginity loss & riding - creamflix losing your virginity to geto suguru - yasu-1234 his favourite - h34rtbeat just let me love you - sttoru salvation - puppykento inked - choslut

nanami she said it's her first time - classyrbf sins of the flesh - semisgroupie perfect lover: the life of nanami kento the 35 year old virgin (series) - kanekisfavouritegf

yuuji oh my god, pretty - lokissweater virgin!yuji x virgin!reader - nana-au bff & virgin!yuji - nana-au yuji x f!reader - ickyuji

megumi best friend megumi fushiguro - onismdaydream megumi's birthday - mommypeick first time having sex is awkward - wild-jackaloupe how to fuck 101 - chosok-amo i think i'm ready - romantichomocide95 first time - megvmijx

yuta that boy is mine! i can't wait to try him! - rosesaints gummy bear - loveanddeepdick right here - love-jelly smile, you're on camera - seraphdreams

choso virgin!choso - teasingchoso choso kamo x f!reader - jaegerdilf mind body and soul - admirxation cherry blossoms ( 1 2 3 4 5 ) - sellenite cherry smoke clouds - kleftiko he's such a (hot) looser - classyrbf emo boy - krys4h

toji sins of the flesh - semisgroupie

taboo crush - spideyyeet best friend's dad - nanaslut

sukuna virgin!sukuna - screampied

etc jjk!boys x virgin!fem reader v!rgin killa - screampied asking the jjk characters to take your virginity - nanaslut cherry popper - satorusugurugirl

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obsesssedblerd · 7 months ago

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You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. “Ryo.”

“Hm.” He doesn’t look up.

“May I ask what you are doing?”

“The little brat is staring,” Sukuna says matter-of-factly. “I am simply staring at her in return.”

Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyes—exactly like her father’s—glitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. “She thinks you’re playing a game.”

“I am doing no such thing.”

You flip a page. “Put a hand over your face for a few seconds.” He doesn’t respond, but you know he listens. “M’kay, now lift.” There’s silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles.

Sukuna rolls his eyes. “I do not understand what is so entertaining about that.” When you look up again, you see that he’s covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.

“It’s called peek-a-boo. It’s a game most babies love to play.”

The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

You snicker. “One: You’ll figure out what she’s saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.”

He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her father’s eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. “What is it now, you brat? I’m already carrying you.”

He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. “She wants to touch your face,” you say.

“Why?”

“Because she’s a baby, and she’s curious.”

Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. “Hmph. You have your mother’s smile.”

— — — —

The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her.

“...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.”

The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. “Ha, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you aren’t even a year old, brat?”

Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. “Hmph.”

You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. “Great. Your mother’s smile, and her attitude.”

#more sukuna fluff bc why tf not #lol I just love making this evil villain a big softie #girl dad sukuna #sukuna fluff #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #sukuna x female reader #sukuna x y/n #written by rey <3 #sukuna ryomen #ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x you

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ridingthatd · 13 days ago

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your boyfriends fat cock was so sensitive, his mushroomy red tip was leaking with white precum dripping down to the thickness of his cock that was surrounded with veins pumping with blood. he had a hairy happy trail connecting his belly button to his delicious dick.

he was looking down at you with heavy eyes filled with lust as you place a gentle wet kiss on his angry fat tip. his hips immediately thrust into your mouth as a reflex begging for more. "mmmmm-! baby please-".

you coo at him before circling his clit with your wet tongue licking every drop of precum before sucking his tip inside your mouth with a sloppy pop. you knew how crazy it drove him when you suck his sensitive tip like that.

his head drop into the coach while his veiny hands rest on his face trying to hide the lewd faces he's making as he whines hips shuttering the harder you suck. your other hand start trailing to his balls squeezing them in your soft hands.

your boyfriend gasp as he feels his cock hitting the back of your throat he couldn't help the whiney pleading that left his mouth. and you couldn't hell the way your wet pussy was basically humping his leg.

you feel his rough hands gripping on you'd hair trying to pull you back. "baby-! nghhh- pull back i feel weird-". his eyes widen as he feels the sudden urge to piss everywhere at how sensitive his cock was.

but that only motivate you to suck his cock harder, squeezing your throat as tight as you were squeezing his balls. "stop-! ahhhhh mmmmm I'm going to piss- stop!". your boyfriend moan out the pleasure shooting up his abdomen before you feel a hot liquid gushing down your throat.

your eyes roll back moaning on his cock at the taste while your boyfriend lays down beneath you twitching after you sucked the life out of him.

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tojisdove · 8 months ago

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"TW1TTER P0RN LINK5: PT4" — jjk men.

☆ cw : nsfw twt links w your favorite jjk men. afab reader. minors do not interact. ( make a request here! )

☆ note : kinda done with tumblr fucking up my posts, but wtv,,, comments and reblogs are appreciated!! mwah <3

TOJI FUSHIGURO / SUKUNA RYOMEN

cw: unprotected sex, creampie, size kink, fingering (4).

adores seeing the mess he's made inside of you

he's just so, so fucking big compared to his love

guess he gotta prep you nicely for both of his cocks

finally getting pounded like his darling deserves

"would you take it all?"

NANAMI KENTO / HIGURUMA HIROMI

cw: fingering, spanking, size kink.

"relax and let daddy take care of all your needs"

"ever so pretty when I leave you red"

gotta definitely brag about his new watch

ever so comfortable bent over his lap <33

another one just bc my size kink is going crazy

GETO SUGURU / SATORU GOJO

cw: riding + yourself on the shelf, jerking off vid.

always gonna make you work for it

he loves showing you off to the camera so much

little things he likes to send you when he's away ♡

better keep that arch deep for him

"bend over and take it like the pretty girl you are"

CHOSO KAMO / INO TAKUMA

cw: unprotected sex, oral, jerking off, body worship.

eating you out oh-so-slowly and oh-so-nicely <3

pretty boy will never be able to get you out of his mind

will ask to worship you every single morning

maybe spooning it's even better than you'd think

his princess always tastes so, so sweet on his tongue

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kashverse · 8 days ago

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dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? more like everyone runs the second they see sukuna—because what would you do if a 6’4” pink-haired, red-eyed menace started powerwalking toward you like a GTA NPC with maxed-out aggression settings? you tried to flirt? bold of you to assume you’ll live to tell the tale. that’s not even a fight, that’s a one-sided curb stomp at 1000 km/h.

dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? more like gojo picked the outfit, hyped you up in the mirror, and dramatically twirled you around like he was styling a runway model. people whispering, “your boyfriend must be so proud of you dressing like this” have no idea. he’s not just proud. he’s smug. he’s grinning like the cheshire cat. he’s reminding everyone that this outfit? it was purchased with his black card. he might as well get a tattoo on his forehead that says “i love my partner.”

dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? more like nanami doesn’t even take you to places where people might get ideas. he’s preemptively removing himself from all potential nonsense. but in the rare event that some old-money finance bro decides he’s all that, nanami doesn’t waste words. no yelling, no drama—just a discreet nod to the staff, and suddenly, mr. stocks-and-bonds is being escorted out so efficiently you’d think nanami owns the whole damn place. (he does not. but he does know the owner. personally. and that’s enough.)

dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? yeah. toji is currently fighting them. no hesitation. someone made eye contact for 0.2 seconds with you across the bar? boom, it’s a street fight. you barely brushed against someone in the crowd? suddenly, they’ve got a black eye. no one even knows what started it—just that toji is laughing, you’re holding his drink, and there’s a very real possibility someone’s going home in an ambulance. your boyfriend can fight? yeah. but at this point, he should probably be arrested.

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candy69gurl · 8 months ago

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TWITTER LINKS!! ~JJK

MDI

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⋆ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 0~0

⋆ 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 ^~^

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 <3

⋆ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 v-v

⋆ 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 o-o

⋆ 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘴 'v'

◈ TOJI FUSHIGURO

⋆ 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 o-o

⋆ 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥 °v°

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦 ^-^

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘺 <3

⋆ 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 ^-^

⋆ 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 ＞-＜

◈ NANAMI KENTO

⋆ 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 ^-^

⋆ 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 >-<

⋆ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬 *~*

⋆ 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘴 ~v~

⋆ 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ^-^

⋆ 𝘵𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘵 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘨𝘨 O-O

⋆ 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩 -V-

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 '-'

◈ GETO SUGURU

⋆ 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘺 ^-^

⋆ 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 >~<

⋆ 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ^o^

⋆ 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥 ^~^

⋆ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴 O-O

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 *v*

⋆ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ^-^

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣 u-u

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣 u~u

⋆ 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘹 ~o~

⋆ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 "v"

◈ RYOMEN SUKUNA

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘴 𝘭𝘰��𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘪 o~o

⋆ 𝘵𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 ＞~＜

⋆ 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 O~O

⋆ 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 2 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘴 ~w~

⋆ 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 ^-^

◈ SHIU KONG

⋆ 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 O-o

⋆ 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 '~'

⋆ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 ^~^

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 ~o~

⋆ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 ~v~

⋆ 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 ^-^

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ^~^

⋆ 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 <3

⋆ 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 o-o

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵 <3

◈ HIGURUMA HIROMI

⋆ 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 O-O

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 ^-^

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘴 ^o^

⋆ 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦 *V*

⋆ 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ^-^

⋆ 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 o~o

⋆ 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 ＞-＜

⋆ 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘱 ^~^

⋆ 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 v-v

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 ~v~

⋆ 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 ^~^

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘴 vov

◈ CHOSO KAMO

⋆ 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘴 ^-^

⋆ 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘴 ^0^

⋆ 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 v-v

⋆ 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 o~o

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 v0v

⋆ 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘵 ^~^

⋆ 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 owo

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 v~v

⋆ 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘴 >-<

⋆ 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 /v\

⋆ 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 -o-

⋆ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 <3

⋆ 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 •o•

part 2

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theorphicangel · 22 days ago

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clingy bf!sukuna...who swears that he is anything but clingy until he meets you.

clingy to the point where he follows you to the bathroom, keeping you company whilst you take a bath or a shower.

'Sukuna get out.'

'No I gotta piss.'

'You said that fifteen minutes ago and you're still here.'

'Gotta make sure you don't drown or something, you would do some stupid shit like that.'

'Gee thanks.'

also bf!sukuna being clingy to the point where he hangs around the kitchen whilst you cook or clean, following you around just to piss you off.

sukuna being clingy to the point where if you even move an inch off the couch whilst watching a movie, he immediately pauses the screen and asks you where you're going

'to get the popcorn obviously'

'oh.'

but the most clingy version of sukuna is when you wake up early in the morning and attempt to get ready for work.

keyword: attempt

it's like fighting a whole big cat similar to ones that you see in the zoo, sukuna's warm body trapping you in place underneath the sheets.

'i'm not doing this again with you sukuna...'

'mhmmmm.'

'i'm serious' you pinch his tattooed skin yet there's no reaction.

'm' serious too babe.' he groans. His eyes are closed with his pink locks messily arranged. His two hands wrap around your waist with nothing but security. 'you're not leaving.'

'I have a job, a commitment.'

'Is our marriage not a commitment?'

'we're not married 'kuna.'

There's a pause and for a second you think that Sukuna has fallen back to sleep.

'yet.'

'what did you just say?!'

#angel writes #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #sukuna ryomen #sukuna x reader fluff #sukuna x reader #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna fluff #ryomen sukuna x reader #jjk sukuna #jjk fluff #jjk fanfic #jjk #jjk headcanons #jjk x reader fluff

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sukunasxsub · 2 years ago

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I’m the Villain

Ryomen Sukuna x Jujutsu Sorcerer reader

Part IV

A thousand years ago, when Ryomen Sukuna reigned over the power, of all Jujutsu sorcerers; there was also a woman who had died by the hands of the higher up clans. A woman, who held the heart of Ryomen Sukuna and was carrying the child of Ryomen Sukuna.

Sukuna has waited for when she would be reincarnated the once again to reign terror on the world beside her lover. The power that you have is the same as his once beloved and rare when reincarnated. He knew you were you when you laughed hysterically after killing that curse in the abandoned building. He had forgotten a what you looked like, though he found you sexy as ever and the most beautiful knowing it was you. Remembering that he has been asleep for long while as well always dreaming of the same death you endured, only seeing a the face of left of the Jujutsu sorcerers had caused.

Modern jujutsu sorcerers know of the story of Ryomen Sukuna and his revenge for a woman who barred a child while being slaughtered because of the curse user who craved the power and status of a king. They know Ryomen Sukuna rested and incarnated as a chance of one in a million but when the child Yuuji Itadori swallowed the curse object remains of Sukuna and incarnated as Sukuna, they seeked out the reincarnation of the woman once known as y/n l/n and hoping to that the name is reincarnated as well. Though as it was, Gojo found you first before the higher ups demanded you be found and killed again. Gojo knowing he had found the past lover of Sukuna later when the higher ups called for your assassination.

You and Yuuji have been hanging out a lot more often, Gojo knowing this, hoping to get the likes of Sukuna back on the good side. Sukuna hasn’t showed up again but a few times when talking to Yuuji on his body.

“Brat! You will not let anyone touch y/n and I will kill anyone who does.” Sukuna states stuff like this all the time knowing you can hear.

“What is he like trying to do? Protect me from curses? I can do that myself. Does little Sukuna have a little crush on me?” you get up in Yuuji’s face and look up at him with a smile as your hands lie on your hips. Yuuji blushes at how close you are to his face.

“Uhh I do not know his feelings towards you y/n, though he always yells at me to make sure I keep you safe from other jujutsu sorcerers. It’s quite annoying because I know you can handle yourself.” Yuuji scratches the back of his head and smiles softly still with a blush on his face. “Plus your technique is really cool but you are very demented and crazy so I know you can handle yourself.” He chuckles softly.

I laugh and nod “Yes, Yuuji thank you! I can take care of myself, keep telling Sukuna that. Even if he does have a crush on me, knowing he can hear me right now, I will be the one to reign what they sow Ryomen Sukuna.” I say and twirl around and walk away from him.

Sukuna sits there on his throne with a half hearted laugh with a sense of pleasure in his groin when you speak to him like that. Knowing that this is who you became gets him hard and wants you so bad. You will become his again, weather he forces you to be or breaks down your walls like before he will make you his once again. You cannot resist the urge of your and his millennia soul mate bond.

To be Continued....

#ryomen sukuna x reader #sukuna x reader #sukuna x jujutsu sorcerer #jjk sukuna #jjk x reader #jjk #reader x ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna

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mindbreak · 7 months ago

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𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

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valetoria · 3 months ago

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ུᩧ JJK TWITTER LINKS P3 !

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TOJI FUSHIGURO. ꒱‎

plap plap plap. ⋆ reversed cowgirl. ⋆ penetration + fingering. ⋆ demolishing your pussy. ⋆ exhibitionism. ⋆ pounding you from the back. ⋆ breath play. ⋆ you’re so easy to break. ⋆ riding him.

CHOSO KAMO. ꒱‎

jerking him off while making out. ⋆ choso being affectionate. ⋆ working your hand on him. ⋆ polite roughhousing. ⋆ worshiping you. ⋆ gameplay. ⋆ overstimulation. ⋆ 69ing. ⋆ bdsm.

NANAMI KENTO. ꒱‎

idk but the watch is soooo giving nanami. ⋆ thrusting inside his cute girl. ⋆ sitting on his lap. ⋆ wearing tiny skirts to get him to fuck you. ⋆ touching you. ⋆ what a pretty sight. ⋆ riding him.

GOJO SATORU. ꒱‎

his way of taking care of you. ⋆ backshots. ⋆ rubbing your clit. ⋆ mutual masturbation. ⋆ gojo coded. ⋆ folded missionary. ⋆ grinding yourself on him. ⋆ semi-public. ⋆ spooning you.

GETO SUGURU. ꒱‎

ghostface leaving you brainfucked. ⋆ cnc w ghostface. ⋆ helping you shove a dildo up your hole. ⋆ fingering you while pampering you with kisses. ⋆ fucking you too good. ⋆ bath sex.

SUKUNA RYOMEN. ꒱‎

nasty backshots. ⋆ he only feeds his cock to bimbos. ⋆ taped up cunt. ⋆ bdsm. ⋆ hes so mean when fucking you. ⋆ headlock. ⋆ at his service. ⋆ manhandling. ⋆ pounding you from below.

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screampied · 1 month ago

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PUFF, PUFF, ASS! s. ryōmen

ৎ୭ sum. puff puff pass, girl — not puff puff ass! you wanted to smoke one last sesh before winter break but sukuna smokes something far sweeter instead - you.

wc. 8.4k

warnings. fem! reader, plug! roommate sukuna, college au, both are in early 20s, unprotected, substance consumption, slooowish burn, virgin! sukuna, switch reader, quickies, pining, sukuna’s a loser fratboy with no game, p whipped sukuna, creampīes, edging, cowgirl, big dick kuna, he lasts 0.5 secs, blōwjobs, dry humping, shotgunning, spīt, dirty talk (he tried), use of "good boy", praise.

“the usual, ‘kuna.”

ah, those three pretty words.

your roommate and all-time favorite plug, sukuna never got tired of hearing it. of course though, not in a million years would he admit the fact—let alone admit that you juuust might be his favorite clientele.

sukuna was the plug.

most of the other students on campus, including you would always buy from him. he was known for selling the best of the fuckin’ best.

despite you having the luxury of sharing a whole dorm with him, he never gave out free handouts, no half off deals, nothing. “what do you mean you won’t be here until january?”

oh shit.

he didn’t like how clingy he sounded.

not one bit.

sukuna mentally grumbles, burying his hands in the pockets of his gray sweats before you respond. “oh, yeah. for break, i’m going on a skiing trip,” and as you’re rambling, his eyes avert toward your lips.

glossed - they brightly shimmered in the flickering dorm room light, and he struggled to focus on what you were even saying.

you spoke every word so sweetly. sukuna even studied the corners of your lips and they’d cutely crease within each syllable—with your brows slightly furrowing at every passing second. “uh- are you even listening, sukuna?”

“yeaah yeah. stupid skiing trip, nice.” he shrugs, feeling a weird feeling bubble up inside him.

with you being gone for two weeks - he’d have no one to annoy, no one to get high with, no one to-

“don’t be a baby. i’m not leaving until in like-” you pause, pulling up your wrist and squinting at your wristwatch. “two hours. in the meantime, we can just have one last sesh together if you want.”

yes, yes, yes!

“fine, whatever.”

it was just an ordinary sunday.

usually, sukuna would be out at some frat party. every year during the winter, there’s this annual gathering before the break where all the years are invited.

you went once during your sophomore year in college with a few friends, and to be honest - it was pretty shitty.

loud crappy music, stale refreshments, the whole college experience shebang.

you stopped attending a while ago, and you probably didn’t really miss much though.

besides if anything—you’d much rather prefer getting high than going to some overrated end-of-the-year party.

“mmh- thanks,” you sigh, desperately needing something to take the edge off.

with finals finally being over, getting blitzed was just what you needed. the two of you sat on the lower spacey bunk bed, and your eyes stared at sukuna’s fingers. he was so focused, claret pupils entirely fixated at the pre-rolled blunt in his hand.

with a near pout, you shrug your shoulders before finishing your sentence, “—and by the way ‘kuna, i can roll one y’know.”

“yeah riiight. last one you rolled was like a kazoo,” he gruffs, snatching a fresh hollowed blunt wrap from his pocket.

from your recent purchases, sukuna always knew your favorite flavor . . cherry rush.

he snickered at the cute ‘lil frown that would soon stretch across your lips, but you knew that was true. sukuna placed the pre-rolled blunt back in his pocket before turning back toward you.

you struggled a bit at the rolling part, but in your mind - you were a pro at taking hits.

“i’ll teach you one day how to master the art of rolling like me. it’ll cost ya extra though, roomie.” sukuna continues, making sure the materials perfectly stuffed inside. he already did the basics.

preparing the flower, chopping down the bud, breaking everything down, and a bunch of other steps. .

it was only a few minutes, but it felt like hours..

sukuna had to mash up the substance a bit, churning it with a tiny metal tool before then using the grinder to flatten everything up inside the wrap.

making sure it’s not too bulky, he then starts sprinkling a bit of the green substance inside the center and all around the other parts of the blunt evenly.

he’s neat and precise, making sure it’s enough for two instead of the usual one.

and finally, sukuna’s rolling it..

“watch me,” he hoarsely instructs, and your hands are placed in your lap. his fingers slither toward one end, carefully tucking a piece of the wrap around the substance. stubby thumbs of his that were melting with a bit of stickiness rolled around the sides. he’s shaping it, molding it into its right size so it’s nice and even. “the shapin’ is always important,” and you could already feel yourself starting to get bored.

just shut up and roll it.

is what your intrusive thoughts were trying to get you to blurt out, but you stayed quiet. as you’re still observing, sukuna slightly sticks out his tongue and starts to lick near the dry cracks.

oh.

you couldn’t lie—whenever you saw sukuna licking at certain parts of blunts whenever you two smoked together, it did something to you.

always, dirty thoughts would plague at the very front of your mind, wondering what else he could do with his tongue.

speaking of, sukuna’s tongue’s super duper long too. you could feel your breath hitching the more you watched, silently admiring how his lashes briefly closed each time he blinked.

you wondered if he could lick-

“ahem.” sukuna rolls his eyes, and he wasn’t even licking it anymore. he’s been stopped.

and now, he’s openly staring dead at you, a pink slit brow raised to further express his annoyance.

“sorry, what?” you reply, feeling a hot wave of embarrassment shiver down your entire spine.

oh girl, you’re so fucked.

he definitely saw you staring.

with a disappointed sigh, sukuna gives the chubby rolled blunt a soft pierce with two of his thumbs. “i said, why do you think i’m licking the blunt? tell me why that step of rolling is important.”

“um-” you pause, your mind not at all thinking about the smoke sesh anymore.

all you were thinking about sukuna’s long pink tongue.

you were squeezing your thighs shut the entire time. your knees were folded, digging into the squishy bed frame before you tried to gather up a good answer.

“you lick the sides to…uh-” you stammer, mind blacking out straight away. “…to get a quick taste before it burns?”

“tch. sometimes i wonder why i even get high with you,” sukuna pinches the bridge of his nose. as he spoke in that same, husky tone—you could hear a bit of laughter trying to suppress from the back of his throat. “no, girl. i’m licking along the dry areas to help moisten it.”

“oh..” you blink, your mind all in the gutter.

the blunt’s earthy scent starts to fill up the dorm within no time.

it’s that same, strong cherry smell that’s always been your favorite. it’s wholly sweet, and the aroma was just so candied in the air that you could almost taste the tartness already on your tongue.

its smell was quite loud - hence why it was always your preferred choice out of his other flavors.

the scent was sweet but the taste was far sweeter, and the wrap never failed to leave you unsatisfied.

“oh,” sukuna mocks your single response, crimson eyes subtly flickering back into a roll once more. for a moment, you could feel sukuna’s gaze shortly taking in your appearance.

like usual, you wore some nameless brand university t-shirt with shorts on.

maybe you’re batshit crazy, horny- hell, maybe even both, but you could’ve sworn sukuna was gawking at your thighs.

your legs—they were neatly folded back as you sat on your knees. a bit of skin poking from your shorts had slight rips in them and he noticed it straight away.

the cute squish of your thighs coming together every few times you sat upright - so so pretty..

“anyways,” he clears his scratchy, itched throat, burying the image of your thighs away in the back of his mind. you were so close to him that he could practically smell the scent of your shampoo. “ah- you remember how to light, right?”

“mhm.” you gave him a nod, leaning in closer.

the fat blunt remained glued against his fingertips that pressed deeply into the sides. you reached near your nightstand to pull out a lighter, bringing it toward his lips.

sukuna’s viewing you closely, and you felt your weak pulse starting to quicken within seconds.

even though it’s just a small, tiny gesture, sukuna tilts his head down further toward you to reach your level.

sexily, you’re met with his red, darkened stare. pink, overlong bangs were already starting to run down his brows, nearly occluding his vision of you before he swipes his hair away from his face with a hand.

with a clicking, ‘flick!’ the flame brightly ignites, and you start to carefully glide the lighter back ‘n forth under the seam.

then, you start to go around the rest of the blunt, making sure all the parts get lit. sukuna watches as you bring the flame toward the very end of the stick. the smell’s getting even stronger, and sukuna’s stare at your decent lightning work gets him intrigued.

there was a sharp silence, and the only things that could have been heard were outside the dormitory. continuous chatter of other roommates and some pop songs playing in the ambience.

once you two start to actually smoke — you’re both taking turns, sat next to each other and allowing the euphoric high to slowly take over.

puff, puff, pass..

it was simple.

the two of you each got two tokes. since sukuna rolled, it was etiquette that he took the first few hits - then you.

“ugh,” you land on your back against the springy bed, drawing in a sharp breath. your lungs were heavy, and your chest slumped once you started to absorb the lemony puffs of air.

each sucked breath was deep, and every few seconds, you allowed yourself to recuperate from the strong hits.

“been a while,” sukuna speaks again, his voice dripping with a rasp. his throat - it sounds almost grating.

he lies his head back against the bed with you too, slightly craning his head to face you. “gettin’ high with you, i mean.”

passing the blunt back to him, you sleazily grin. “don’t tell me you’re gonna miss me.”

“tch. don’t be stupid, never said that,” he instantly replies, feeling his cheeks heat up a bit.

you talked so sly, and he noticed how your eyes were starting to droop already. sukuna’s jagged breathing hitched once your head softly thumped against his shoulder.

damn.

“it’s just annoying,” he continues, taking a second to inhale through his nose. a cloud of smoke exits through his nostrils and it’s always satisfying to witness.

your head rubs against the fleece of his sweatshirt before he lets out another dull inhale. once that short milisecond of tunnel vision occurs in his sight, sukuna exhales again—his shoulders slackening.

“ ‘m not gonna have anyone to smoke with for two weeks. and yeah, i could get high by myself but it’s… better with you.”

oh?

you glance up at sukuna’s whose eyes are glued to you. there were faint, noticeable bags underneath his eyes as his eyelids started to become heavy.

his entire face — it’s turning flustered once he realized what the actual fuck he just said.

shit. shit. shit.

“oh… my god,” you cheekily grin, grabbing the burning blunt from him. inhaling for two seconds, you place it between the arc of your fingers. “ ‘kuna, you could’ve just said so. well, if that was the case, i could’ve just canceled my flight and booked for tomorrow morning.”

“really?”

“uh- no, i was joking. do you know how much plane tickets cost? in this economy? please.”

sukuna rolls his eyes at your sass before grumbling. “whatever,” and he’s watching your hits turn into more than just two.

he raises a brow, staring at your pursed lips that were twitching every second as you blew out excess smoke. “oi- stop hoggin’ it. you always do this shit.”

“make me-”

he scoffs, narrowing puffy eyes at you before reaching over.

sukuna’s beefy arm extends to grab the blunt but coincidentally enough - he ends up falling flat on your chest.

you look down at him and there’s a loooong, eerie silence.

nothing was exchanged except intimate, prolonged glances and a subtle loud silence. sukuna gawked at you with fiery pupils occasionally flickering toward the rolled stick that was tightly gripped against your fingers.

he then looks at your lips… so shiny, you rubbed them against each other once you noticed his gaze before taking one more hit.

he stays quiet, watching you inhale before exhaling. “i didn’t know the blunt was on my ches-”

“shut up,” sukuna carps, cutting you off with a sharp tone. he leans in closer—and at that, you start to feel the speed of your heartbeat accelerate. sukuna brings a dry thumb toward your chin, gingerly smearing a circle around your skin before huskily murmuring. “fuck- can i . .”

“do it,” you breathlessly reply, already knowing what he was trying to say. the intense high was swarming you both mildly, and your senses were heightening from each elated breath being drawn.

you didn’t have to tell him twice.

instantly, sukuna’s lips crash firmly against yours.

it’s so quick - you barely have time to react, moaning once his tongue dips inside of your mouth. swiftly, sukuna snatches the blunt away from your hand, making his way on top of you.

your arms wrapped around his torso—pulling him closer as you both shared rushed, airy breaths. the cherry flavor lingers in both mouths, tangling with glutinous, sappy saliva and all. “mmgh-” you start to recline back, your left leg slinking around his slim torso.

a throaty groan scratches out of sukuna’s tongue as you hear the occasional ‘claps’ of both lips smacking into each other. every few seconds, it’d pitch louder and louder, and sukuna just couldn’t help himself.

just from his hungry lips, you could tell he’s been wanting to do this for the longest.

he just didn’t want to admit it.

“god-” he grunts against your lips, the tip of his nose softly rubbing against your skin.

yet again, foreheads were stacked right on top of each other, and he felt remains of smoke waft back into his mouth. you tasted so sweet, sweeter than anything he’s ever smoked by a long shot.

“mmh- sukuna,” you moaned, feeling his body in between your wrapped legs starting to grind into you.

it’s slow - his sweats were so soft, nearly tickling against your thighs before it then rubs against something very hard.

that ‘something’ was prodding through his grey pants and he prowls lowly into your neck, sucking against your freely exposed skin. “if.. you wanted to hump me all this time, should’ve just said so.”

“ugh-” he glares, the pink shade gradually painting over his vexed expression clearly betraying his annoyance.

sukuna was a big guy, and the size difference was very much apparent.

his body..

it towers over you, even with you being nearly smushed underneath him. his hips pathetically rolled into you steadily, and he grunts again but this time it’s huskier..

as your legs continued to cage him in with its secure grasp, you feel him stop. “fuck!” his head falls into your chest, and you could see a pout shortly tugging against his lips.

your brows twist into a furrow as you feel his body still itself. sukuna’s hardened bulge still rests between the front of shorts — but it’s . . wet.

heavy, deep pants could be heard from him and then that’s when you started to feel a damp splotch soak near the center of his sweatpants. as you’re still trying to catch your breath, you let off a sheepish, “heh.. ‘kuna.. did you just-”

“yeah, i fuckin’… came,” sukuna grumbles, slit brows contorting as he spoke with such distaste.

his pointed chin rests between the soft valley of your chest before he pinches his forehead. “look- i’m a virgin. i’ve never-”

with a soft-hazed expression, you pat his head. “it’s okay. it happens dummy. don’t uh- feel bad about that,” and his embarrassment leisurely subsides.

you obviously weren’t expecting him to say that.

you figured otherwise.

on campus, sukuna’s highly well-known and very popular. he’s usually seen around frat clubs and parties but wasn’t much social now that you thought about it.

he kept his circle small, and with you being his roommate he grew to get sort of used to your presence whenever the two of you smoked together . . sort of.

“just.. let me,” you quietly reply, shifting your body before getting on top of him. sukuna huffs faintly, placing the blunt near the nearby nightstand before staring at you.

now, you’re straddling him with your perked ass sitting directly above his abrupt cum stain that bled through his sweats. “is this okay? if you don’t feel comfortable we can just finish our sesh.”

“it’s fine,” sukuna swallows, admiring your body before him. even the shorts you wore were such a tease, maybe an ever bigger tease than you.

his eyes ran across the fabric, watching as it perfectly exposed just a nice amount of your ass.

he’s still so hard, and you sitting right on it was only making him ten times more needy. “i want- i want you, screw the damn blunt.”

“okay,” you coo out - your voice sounding like mere heaven.

as sukuna takes a gulp, the roused tent in his sweats pokes out further the more you shimmy your hips around him. closing the distance between you both—you place a wet kiss down the slope of his neck.

he shivers at your touch with one hand trying to reach toward your swaying waist. with a soft ‘whack!’ he scoffs, feeling you swat his hand away. “ah, no touchin’ ‘kuna. you want me to do all the work, remember?”

through gritted teeth, he snarls out a stubborn, “finee,” and he’s already feeling himself starting to melt through his sweats.

you being on top of him - straddling him, it made sukuna sweat bullets. “just- hurry up. ‘m so fuckin’ hard..”

“yeah, i can feel it,” you hush, fishing a hand near his sweatpants.

with a single hand, you yank on the knotted white tie and it quickly becomes loose.

sukuna’s whole physique…

you got a glimpse of his boxers that peeked above his waistline and fuck..

he was ripped, jacked in every way. the ideal fratboy.

the sharpened line of his pelvis looked like it could prick the tip of your finger. “mmh,” you hold in a breath, swerving your hips against his bulged crotch. “are you always this hard whenever we smoke together?”

“haaah? don’t be . . ridiculous,” he pauses, his head tilting back. “fuck- yeah, like thaaat,” sukuna’s voice slows down, and it pitches so low that his mere voice made you throb.

the strip of his boxers was a darkened shade of red, complimenting his maroon eyes. “god- you’re bein’ a tease. just fuck me already, girl.”

as your hand reaches near his boxers, you feel his body shake - erupting violently like an active volcano.

it’s a cruel shudder, with multiple shivers running down his slouched spine as you continue to move on him. your hand was delaying the damn inevitable, taking its time before finally slipping inside his ruined boxers.

“let me touch you- c’mooon,” sukuna continued to speak, his gruff whiny babbles falling on deaf ears. you raise your chin, gifting the bottom of his chin with another kiss. silent ‘mwah’ after ‘mwah’ and it only makes him more frustrated.

as your dominant hand starts to get a good feeling—you wrap your palm around his now pulled-out shaft and he groans.

sukuna’s throat bobs instantly, and you could feel an excited vein prod down a side of his thick cock. “f.. fuck, keep touchin’ it. touch me.”

“you still wanna touch me?” you murmur hotly, his high, drooping eyes filled with cloudy mist returning your glance.

he’s so eager too.

sukuna responds with a nod, coral brows raising in anticipation. “mhm, fine. go ahead.”

with a rough hitch of his breath, sukuna’s callused textured palms finally attach their way toward your hips.

he’s gentle yet firm, rocking you back into place before he moans at the tepid skin-to-skin contact.

you look down at his exposed cock and it’s just so pretty..

sukuna’s shaft was covered with veins - veins, veins galore. your thumb plays with a bit of foreskin, watching it peel back to expose the head and he shuddered from your touch once more.

“mmh..” he sighs deeply, your tender touch nearly hypnotizing him. the top part of his cock’s glans bruised with brightened shades of pink and rosy, hot red.

sukuna’s ridge was tapered too, and you felt yourself sporadically throb once between your open thighs as your curious thumb glided over the long hooking curve.

to top it all off, it’s got a lean to it too.

sukuna’s dick was so big that it could barely hold itself up. you watched as it sort of drooped over.

a tiny, attractive detail that made you release an elated sigh. as sukuna still feels your hand tending to his shaft, he lets out a low grunt. “don’t . . hah- know why we never did this before.”

“because you’re a chicken.”

“tch. girl fuck you.”

“no, fuck you. and i’m going to, relax pretty boy.”

♡ ♡ ♡

you were definitely somethin’ to be reckoned with.

sloppy, chaste kisses created a vertical path down his bare chest. sukuna held up his sweatshirt with one hand as your lips glued against his rock-hard abs that were all on display. you kissed down, down, down..

his abs were just perfectly sculptured - akin to a greek god with how they were just so naturally carved into chiseled, muscular pecs.

the cool air continued to set against his skin as he kept his sweatshirt raised. as your bridge of kisses resumed—sukuna groaned, preparing to sigh once your lips trailed and trailed . . until they eventually stopped at his dick.

it stood tall - slightly tilting forward with how heavy was. squinting a bit, you stared at the tiny hairs of pink that scattered around his stuffed base.

“is this alright?” you mumble through glittery glossed lips, your words so soft it sound like a raspy whisper. his tip was still covered with wetted drips of pre, tearing away at the sides with various white globs.

“ffuuuck- yeah, just do whatever. use your mouth, whatever you’re supposed to do,” sukuna grunts, feeling his core stomach tightening.

the two of you were sitting on the bed with him lying fully down. sukuna’s pants were pulled off now and he’s feeling his dick twitch every time your warm breath fans against his tip.

“mhm, okay,” you reply, rolling out your dripping, wet tongue. sukuna’s eyes immediately lock against you, peering as your tongue hungrily swirls its way around his pulsating crown.

slurrrp after slurrrp, you’re licking up the runny droplets of pre that were racing down all sides.

sukuna shivers, mumbling out a faint ‘ohhh shit’ before drawing in a long breath. each time he did, it felt like his lungs were being pinched from the inside.

you took his breath away,

figuratively and literally.

after all the times he’s smoked, nothing could ever compare to the way your tongue made him feel.

“s.. shit,” sukuna groans. your hand’s wrapped around his dick, and it was a bit limp. it only took you a few seconds (which felt like hours) to lap up his pre-cum before sliding your salivating tongue toward his mushroomy tip.

it’s so colorful - flushed with a burning, bright pink near the very capped head.

you even give it a little kiss, moaning once translucent strands of his pre creates a sloppy concoction with your saliva.

so filthy..

the two words that ran through his mind as he watched your plump-shaped lips.

as you continued, sukuna’s hand found its way toward the top of your head, ogling as you then puckered your lips.

slowly, he stares as your mouth opens up a bit to where it’s agape. you make your way down with his tip brushing past the parched roof of your mouth. he gutturally moans, feeling the scaly-like texture greeting his cock before nodding.

“mmh- your throooat . . feels so fuckin’ good,” he tilts his head back, adam’s apple still bobbing through the center of his larynx.

with sukuna being so big, you couldn’t exactly fit all of it inside.

with your hand still gripped around his hefty-made shaft, your scrunched wet lips gradually made their way to where your fingers rested.

your head’s starting to bob bob bob, and sukuna’s grunting his head off. the slippery, risqué noises were just downright wet - you’re gripping his cock before he feels you angle it further down your throat for a better stretch.

“mmph-” you let off a muffled whine, making sure to wet around his entire cock.

sukuna’s thighs already felt so heavy - they glued down to the bed as your head went up and down, and he just couldn’t look away from you.

the two of you were always smoking together when you both could’ve been doing this instead?

that same question — it kept running through sukuna’s head like a loop.

your mouth.. it kept sukuna’s dick so warm, so wet..

it was just something about the way your head bobbed with those pretty lashes of yours sticking to your eyelids. even your lids were starting to sag, preparing to snap shut at any moment.

your raving rhythm had him getting dizzy within seconds, and sukuna gave your hair a light tug.

“ngh-” you grump, your head pulling forward and it’s almost cute.

sukuna pauses, sheepishly scratching his head. “shit, sorry.. was i-”

“harder, dummy,” you interrupt his apology, saliva dribbling down the center of your chin as your lips briefly departed from his sheen-covered cock. sukuna moans at the lewd sight of you and how you were slobbering all over his cock.

this was the type of image he’d probably fantasize about whenever you weren’t in the dorm and he was by himself. “yank it.”

“eh. f.. fuckin’ kinky girl- fine,” and sukuna manages to grab a good amount of your hair. giving it a nice solid yank like you wanted, your head jerks forward. “mmng-” his nostrils flare for the second time.

sukuna grunts, hearing the wet little ‘ptou’ sounds of you spitting on his tip and lapping it right up.

you’re sucking him off — making him bite his lip, and he starts fucking back against your face until there’s even more glossy drool pouring down your chin.

much to your surprise, sukuna starts to raise his hips into your mouth, hearing strangled moans leave from your throat time and time again. after a few sloppy thrusts of his rolling hips, you took a second to start kissing around his dick again.

torrid, wet kisses ghosted all around his dick and sukuna could already feel his body starting to levitate from your wet lips.

your head - it’s similar to a bobblehead with the way it goes up ‘n down, movements entirely unpredictable.

you use your hand to slovenly twist around his shaft as you suck harder, moaning hoarsely once his bruised tip slams its way against the back of your throat.

it greets your fleshly uvula, and you let off a sweet gargled sound that makes sukuna’s dick twitch.

the single vein that runs down his cock dances against your tongue and you hum, batting your lashes.

he could never deny at all at how pretty you looked.

your cheeks were all puffed - stuffed all because of his dick that’s plugging in and out of your mouth.

sukuna lets off husky grunt after grunt at the back of your tongue skimming over his dick’s top. you’re getting his entire dick wet, not caring at all at how rivulets of your spilling saliva streamed down your chin. not just your chin, but near the cracks of your mouth.

your lips were perfect - they were stretched all out, shaped into a wide circular ‘o’ as you continued to take him down your tight throat.

“hng-” you’d moan, snaking a hand between your legs. sukuna gasped, eyeing you closely as you brought a few fingers of your own toward your puffed, neglected cunt.

you’re soaked, all through your panties too. you reached inside of your shorts, past your underwear before giving your pussy a loving squeeze.

as your mouth’s still occupied, you swiped a thumb over your pulsating clit that’s sobbing for attention.

“f.. fuck, didn’t know you were this nasty, roomie,” sukuna mutters, almost in awe at how you were just playing with yourself while he’s inches deep down your throat.

the downright dirty, racy noises echoed through the thin, dry walls of the dorm — and you prayed no one would hear.

to be specific, you prayed no one would hear sukuna because he was just groaning his lungs out as if he was belting an F5 high note. his voice indeed sounded rough, but every now ‘n then you heard a few cute cracks from your tongue work.

your head still bounces up and down, etching the tip of your tongue down a lightning-shaped vein.

sukuna’s stretchy girth damn near pried your mouth open even more on its own. you’re making sure not to use teeth, moaning at the feeling of your own fingers maneuvering circles against your clit. “ugh- good girl.. good- fffuck,” sukuna praises, feeling his tip stimulate way back toward your uvula for probably the umpteenth time.

he’s in alllll the way, watching as you breathe through your nose. “hah- throat’s just.. perfect for me. thaaaat’s … it, suck it, roomie. suck my.. p- penis.”

oh.. he can always work on dirty talk later.

sukuna’s cock was still sensitive - so much so that he doesn’t even realize that his orgasm’s approaching yet again. it’s a toe-curling feeling that threatens his ego, and a whine slips out.

you’re just so unapologetically sloppy - making out with his tip, slurping up the sides that rained with glittery beads of your spit.

“ahh,” you pop out his dick from your mouth, running your tongue around his tender frenulum.

right there, that moment right there was all it took for sukuna to cum and you knew it too.

“f- fuck, oh fuuuck, ‘m fuckin’ cummin’,” sukuna bites down on his jaw, fingers still dug into your scalp. your head sinks back down as his plump head pounds into your throat before you remove your fingers from the inside of your shorts.

first the tight shortness of breath comes — then, comes the actual release.

sukuna’s shooting down your throat, sprinkling creamy drops of cum on your flatly laid tongue as you look at him with those pretty, fogged eyes.

he already took the initiative to pull his leaking shaft out of your mouth, softly starting to then spank his tip against your greedy tongue.

“mmh-” you hummed again, a purr caught in your throat. it’s raw - and voice sounded a bit raspy, which had of course aroused him even more. this was unlike anything he’d ever experienced, and as your tongue lays flat — you nod your head. “good, keep hittin’ your tip against my tongue, mhm.”

“tch..” sukuna kisses his teeth, complying with your sinful request.

your lashes prettily fluttered as he’s still spurting out milky strips onto your tongue. the taste was bittersweet, and judging by the pout on your lips once he removed his cock away from the flatness of your tongue, you only wanted more.

panting heavily, sukuna’s abs clench through his fraternity-made sweats. “what?”

“c’mere,” you breathe, every breath you take becoming more strained as air tries to fill into your lungs. sukuna leans his head down to where you were, and his eyes immediately land on the remnants of cum that dribble a bit near the corner of your lip. “lick it off me.”

“hah- you’re a . . nasty little roommate.” sukuna snickered, a hand gently wrapping around the back of your neck. he pulls you in, pressing his lips into yours at full speed.

both lips were like speeding cars — they rammed into each other, the turbo being both lips quickly slamming against ajar, opened mouths.

sukuna grunts, vehemently running his tongue around the side of your mouth that’s covered with a few pearly tears of his cum. the sourly sweet taste again, makes him moan in your mouth, feeling your teeth playfully nip near his bottom lip.

as foreheads forevermore pressed against each other, sukuna drags his tongue near your chin which is also covered with sleek wet slicks.

as sukuna blindly guides his lips back towards your mouth, the open-mouthed kiss lasts for a while, to say the least. he even started sucking on your tongue, savoring the treacly cherry poppin’ taste that scattered all over your tastebuds.

you were a new high sukuna didn’t mind smoking.

♡ ♡ ♡

sukuna was still struggling to breathe - every breath felt more and more raspy with each singular puff.

pink, puffed lips of his were all swollen from your filthy make-out sesh. also though, his dick - his tip specifically, felt like it was on fire.. and the veiny sides were already starting to dry up with pasty splotches of cum.

you had to admit, sukuna looked kinda cute like this..

submissively underneath you with a pout, dripped in sweat everywhere on his body, sinewy muscles tensing with his cock just aching for more..

sukuna’s pink hair was unkempt and ruffled, messed up, and a tiny bit matted.

his once cocky and arrogant ego thrown was straight out the window all because of your throat and the way your raucous hips made him cum through his sweatpants.

sukuna knows you, and he knew you’d never let him live that down for as long as you two were roommates.

“your hoodie,” you bring a thumb above your vaguely dripping chin, smearing it around your sheeny lips. sukuna’s still laid back, and you’re now hovering over his sensitive cream-covered tip. “can i wear it while i ride you?”

“pft. no, it’s a frat-”

“kuna.”

“ughh- fine. better not ruin it,” he grumbles with a glowering scowl, raising his arms.

you help him take off the piece of clothing before putting it over your head, pulling down your t-shit from underneath.

as you do so, sukuna watches intently, feeling yet another vein prod against the right side of his dick. it was just something about seeing you in his clothing, straddling him too.

you’re wearing his fleecy-made frat hoodie as if it was your own and fuck did you look good in it.

sukuna’s breath nearly choked him as he openly stared at you, noticing how it was a bit oversized and practically covered over a nice portion of your thighs. “lie back more.” you utter, a hand grabbing the shared blunt that still rested idly on the nightstand. you’d almost forgotten about it.

right away, sukuna leaned himself back against the lopsided cushioned pillows that squished behind him.

there was just enough room to where your head didn’t hit the bottom of the top bed stacked above.

your hand grabs his hefty curved cock, aligning it against your sopping entrance before pausing. “tell me if it’s too much,” you mumble, bringing the stout blunt toward your lips.

sukuna’s completely shirtless now - and it suddenly gets so quiet that you hear him gulp in anticipation.

“j- just fuck me already,” he prowls rashly, his words turning into an impatient hiss once his beefy arms wrap around your torso.

with an ‘oof,’ you end up landing flat into his chest.

sukuna’s poor creamy tip was crying - it was starting to sob from the very reddened tip with rivulets of precum.

the wait was antagonizing - you were antagonizing.

he just wanted to be inside you, to feel what it’s really, really like.

sukuna fantasized about this exact scenario in more ways than he could count. he was far too stubborn to ever admit that he was too shy to actually be intimate with someone.

but with you, it only felt right.

“let me take another hit first-” you giggle, seeing the glare forming on his face. “geez, okay, okay.”

sukuna kept his eyes on you as you placed the cherry-flavored blunt in between your teeth.

it’s still securely rolled and fat - and you felt one of his hands creeping toward your ass within no time.

you steal another bit anyway,

and with a single addicting puff, a gust of wind whirls its way into your lungs and down your passageway. “f- fuckk..” you sigh, one hand positioning his teary tip against your drooling, drooling slot.

a cloud of smoke emits from your mouth once you breathe out, and sukuna sucks in a raspy drag. “mmg- hurry the fuck up,” he clenched down on his jaw tightly, bottom lip thoughtlessly quivering.

he’s so sensitive—with endorphins crashing through his veins, they sent rocketing shockwaves all down his spine. your cunt was just dangerously slick, and he knew you were teasing just by the way you rubbed your pussy back ‘n forth against his poor cum-dripping cockhead.

“hah- fuckin’ . . put it in- ngh-”

“ask nicely.” you whisper, wrapping a hand around his thick throat.

oh.

sukuna would’ve probably been lying if he said that didn’t turn him on.

your wet cunt was gradually sliding itself against his cock that rested against his tummy.

a big hand then grips onto your bare right ass cheek before he growls under his breath.

“fuck me, or else.”

“no.”

“fuck me, or else…please.”

“still no. also, speak up.”

sukuna glares at your audacity, seeing a small simper preparing to crease against your lips before he sighs in defeat. you were probably even more stubborn than him..

his shoulders slump before he clicks his tongue, clearing his throat. “okaay, roomie. you win- fuck. please, ride me. i- i need it,” and for a moment there, its a bit of vulnerability in sukuna’s tone.

his baritone-pitched voice, it cracks and you could see his left eye twitching.

you’re killing his pride.

but part of that made him more aroused.

“i need . . you.” he concludes, shaky labored breaths leaving from his lips. sukuna groans, feeling you slide a hand down his hardened chest.

the tips of your padded fingers circle his pecs, outlining each vein that decorated his sculpted body.

sukuna was like a candle melting from just your blazing touch. his body was the wax and your fingertips were the flame. his hoodie that you wore only made the entire scene sexier too.

he allowed his crimson gaze to follow toward your chest. the three-letter logo of the fraternity he was in finely stitched against the fabric. it hugged your body flawlessly, and his eyes never left your frame, not even for a minute.

“good boy,” you hum, hearing him nearly choke at your praise.

good boy.

sukuna’s ears perked before he groans, hearing the long-awaited squelch of your pussy ‘slap’ down on him.

your warmth from the inside surprises him, and he whiiiiines out a sweet, elongated mewl of your name. “ugh- fuck,” sukuna hisses, feeling you sink yourself down.

it’s a tight fit at first with an even bigger stretch!

sukuna’s rounded tip alone could barely lodge its way inside, and you had to use both hands just to guide it in the right direction. with the blunt still buried underneath your teeth, you blow smoke in his face. “mmph- open your mouth,” you airily mumble.

taking in the sugary scent—sukuna moans, bringing his lips apart.

once you’re starting to move, it’s over -

with your head going closer toward his face, you take the rolled stick from your lips to blow more smoke… this time, into his mouth.

your hips started to wind up, and he was already bottomed out inside. “taste it,” you whisper, feeling sukuna’s questing tongue already trying to swash around the inside of your cheek.

smoke pours into the right sukuna’s mouth, traveling within both pairs of full lungs before he kisses you deeply.

you’re each sharing smoke between twisted tongues and it’s so filthy..

your warm breath continues to slide against his sukuna’s—feeling his tongue eagerly dip its way inside your mouth.

the sweetened taste of cherry lingers against your buds and his, and between sloppy kisses, you moan. “mhh- there we go, good. just hold my hips again.”

“f.. fuck,” sukuna clicks his tongue, drowsy eyes already rolling back in such immense pleasure.

your pussy had such power - power that even he couldn’t handle because he felt like the entire bed was about to snap into two.

your hips had sukuna hysterical, and he starts fanning himself too. “p- phew, shiiit..” he groans, pink brows curving into a desirous furrow.

you’re swerving, tightly gripping back against his cock like velcro as you started to cling onto the bed’s railing for better leverage. “damn- goddamn, fuuuck me then.”

the high surrounds you both and it’s just pure bliss..

it was like a trip you didn’t want to end, and sukuna felt like he was floating every time your ass wetly slammed back down onto his lap. you’re making his head spin in the best way possible, dozens of gears turning in his empty brain.

“haah- ‘kuna,” you’d moan, hot breath landing against his chin and tickling the tiny hairs that stick against his skin. you’re clenching down on him from the inside, hearing every sticky plap! of skin clash amongst each other.

sukuna was a bit awkward with his hands - they didn’t know where to go.

one moment, they’re glued to your hips and the next, they’re traveling down your thighs. his favorite part though, was your ass.

as you continued to move, sukuna couldn’t help but thumb a few clammy fingers toward the sides of your jouncing rear.

harshly - he gives it a needy squeeze before spanking it, hearing the cute gasping whines drag from your throat.

he’s getting the hang of it.

“c- careful,” you wheeze, watching as he’s taking a puff now. sukuna’s nude chest was already starting to gloss gloss gloss with gallons of sweat. sure—you’ve seen him at the gym but never this sweaty.

with your arms tossing over his tensed shoulders, your weeping cunt flops right against his cock with a few sloppy single thrusts, earning a loud grunt from him. “now ‘m really startin’ to think you’re in love with m-”

“just…shut up.” sukuna grumbles, silencing you with another deep kiss. it’s rough - and out of the many, many kisses you shared with him tonight, this felt more . . different.

sweet, pathetic whimpers elicited from you as your ass repeatedly whacked against his pelvis. sukuna’s lean cock sloppily digs its way through your cunt and you squealed at each vigorous curve.

riiiight thereeee-

he’s found the spot and he didn’t even know it.

your cute little shriek was all that told him though, because as his teeth were sharply striking against yours—he hit that same beloved g-spot again, and again, and again..

“o-ooh!” your back prettily arches like a cat, tangled colorless strands of saliva reluctantly pulling away from each pair of lips.

sukuna’s tip was vast and huge, it easily ran through the taut barrier of your entrance and you drool every time he kisses near your clit.

it’s just so tender..

your pupils were starting to enlarge with your eyes crossing. sukuna’s got the same eyes too from the overwhelming high… but his eyes were a bit bloodshot.

your hips were just so nasty, and he’s grunting every time your sopping pussy sucks him in before spitting him right back out, then in, then out again — a repeated loop of pure fuckin’ filth.

“mmn- ‘m gonna cum,” you whined, gasping once sukuna’s hands grabbed your waist. you both exchanged a look of utter blitzed lust, and sukuna darkly exhaled. your hips buckled in and out, in and out until your hips were just stuttering over him. “k- keep hittin’ me there, baby~ fuuck-”

baby.

sukuna felt his cheeks heat up - the small pet name making him wonder if the two of you were really more than just smoke buddies, more than just roommates..

“hng- me too,” sukuna rasps, feeling the sultry head of his cock burning up to such a smoldering degree.

he’s not just hot there—but all damn over.

you’re maintaining your rapid pace, moaning at the nerves pulsing through your body that steadily got provoked by sukuna’s deep, pivotal thrusts. “god- so fuckin’ perfect. ride me.. hah- ride it like you own it then, ugh-”

your continuous bouncing on sukuna’s lap even has his eyes rolling back too. it’s undeniably sexy, and you felt the sticky grip of his thumbs starting to lessen its hold against your rocky waist.

sukuna’s cock was starting to stiffen within seconds and your cunt was just so swollen, dribbling from every weeping orifice with syrupy amounts of juices.

it’s an all-around mess, and not before long, the smell of your own arousal mixes in with the feeling of your highly anticipated fervor..

the entire dorm was clouded - fogged, bathed in a mix of all scents. scents of pleasure, of cherry, and lots ‘n lots of sweat.

it was hard to see anything except for the two of you and the windows were just covered with steam.

your thighs practically glued to sukuna’s, and as his dick’s still pumping in and out of you, you let off a clamoring squall.

right then - that’s when it happens.

you cling onto him steadfastly, sensuously bucking your animalistic hips into him weakly as your body starts to slow. everything happens in almost slow motion - and if it was one thing for sure, your pussy had sukuna hypnotized.

sukuna’s angered cockhead swabs its way around your beloved g-spot about three more times before he groans too.

much louder than you, and he suppressed his nose (or at least tried to) by delicately biting into your shoulder. your skin’s softness had his tongue hungry, and he was lapping at your skin until it was turning wet all because of him..

the blunt ended up falling out of his mouth, landing on the wooden floor with a faint ‘thump!’

but sukuna could care less though-

he had far more important things to care about,

like how he was shooting literal blanks inside of you, painting your pretty clamping walls with his ivory-white color that hugged him oh-so tight.

sukuna’s gutturally groaning in your ear, moving his mouth away from your shoulder while leaning against your cheek.

you both came at the same time and it almost didn’t even feel real.

your teeth shatter as your hips finally stop moving, and sukuna falls back against the bed.

you’re whimpering loudly, creaming all down his cock as your body’s met with abrupt currents of rippling waves.

instead though—the only wave was your orgasm, crashing down down down..

“ugh-” he moans, lips quivering once more once he feels such wads spitting out of his tip.

it comes out so slowly, thin ropes of cum that leisurely bubble into pearly ribbons of stripes.

sukuna’s heart’s beating out of his chest - pound after pound so loud that he hears the melody through his ears like speakers.

as he’s still trying to get over his most recent finish—his first instinct was to wrap a burly arm around you.

you’re caught off guard by the sudden gesture, but you don’t complain.

he’s still snugly inside so deep, flooding your pussy with a feverishly hot batch of cum that even starts to ooze down between your legs.

you’re both breathing stiffly, sharing labored delayed pants before sukuna cups your chin. “what... are. we.”

“what?” you blink.

sukuna deadpans, a chastened pout compressing his lips before he brings a sloppy two-second kiss to your mouth.

you return it, quietly moaning at the stickiness currently slimed between your cracked-open thighs.

“i don’t.. know,” sukuna pants, bringing a palm near his forehead to wipe a sheet of perspiring sweat away. “this.. us- whatever.. this is,” he waves a hand around to exaggerate. “friends- er- smoke friends don’t just… casually cum in each other.”

“yeah, that’s true,” you jeer, leaning in while sukuna’s still buried swollen balls deep. inching close, you kiss his neck before sweetly whispering. “maybe we’re more then just friends and maybe you’re more than just my plug.”

sukuna scoffs. “hmph. well- you’re still payin’ by the way.”

with an eye roll, you reach near your burgundy-colored nightstand. with a loud ‘whiiir’ it opens, and you pull out a twenty dollar bill of what was the usual price of your purchases.

a bit overpriced but again, you didn’t have the energy to complain.

not when you were so stuffed - leaking with sukuna’s cum drizzling out of your cunt.

“here.” you hand him the crumpled-up dollar bill. sukuna takes it, and his entire face is just flushed.

for once — you see actual color in his usually stoic, emotionless face. who knew it was all because of you and your hips.

sukuna grunts something under his breath, watching as you slide your panties and shorts back on. scarlet eyes did a slow pan from up to down at your body, glancing at his hoodie that you still had on before you grabbed your suitcase underneath your desk.

“wha- you’re leaving?”

“yeah, i’m gonna miss my flight.” you reply, watching sukuna’s lips form into the nth pout of the night. two hours went by so quick, he forgot all about your dumb trip.

not to be dramatic (except sukuna probably was being dramatic) but two weeks without you felt like an eternity.

especially with how good you just made him feel, the replay of the entire scene that just occurred had his mouth shamelessly watering.

going toward the side of the bed where sukuna lay, you press one final wet kiss against his lips.

he grunts, leaning into your tender touch, gasping once your free hand gives his twitching cock a few ‘goodbye’ pumping strokes.

“mmg- don’t go.” you heard him grumble between your lips.

with a soft wet ‘smack’ — both lips hesitantly depart, and you whisper against his ear before leaving. “i’m keeping the hoodie by the way.”

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Your best friend Sukuna is a complete slut.

Though you’d never say that aloud—albeit more than true. That's the only way to describe him because why else would he be in your bedroom, sitting on the edge of your bed, with his legs spread wide open, fingers wrapped around his thick cock, and groans of your name leaving his lips?

Because he’s a goddamn slut, that’s why. And normally when you interrupt his… sexual acts, you quietly apologize and rush off as quickly as possible.

Yet, here you were, being ordered by your best friend not to run away this time.

“I’m not gonna repeat myself,” Sukuna’s raspy and slightly husked voice drawls out to you, eyes boring into yours from across the room, “Bring your ass over here.”

Funny how he said he wasn’t going to repeat himself only to follow up with a literal repeat of his initial order-

“Now,” He hums, his voice sending a chill down your spine.

You stiffen up where you stand, trying your absolute best to keep your eyes anywhere and everywhere else except for the hand he had stroking his cock.

Gulping, “Sukuna-,” He shoots you a pointed glare and you start getting nervous. “You can’t just… j-jerk off in my room and expect me to… to help you.”

“Fuck,” He hisses, your eyes nearly falling on him again as the low noise makes you fidget, “Fine, then get out,” Sukuna tells you.

Your brows push together at the audacity of him, not that it really surprises you anymore, “But-“

“Out. I’ll be done soon,” He cuts off, sitting back and fisting his cock at a quicker pace, eyes drinking in every inch of your still figure.

You didn’t want to look at him. Nor did you want him jerking off in your bedroom. But, you also didn’t want to leave for some strange reason.

Hence why you just stand there and look around your room as if you don’t know the interior already. Sukuna can’t help but crack a smirk as you stand there, his breath growing heavy before he calls your name— watching the way you flinch at the sound.

“Kinda’ awkward if you just stand there, y’know,” He chuckles out to you, finding you oh so amusing.

You frown, “Kinda’ awkward if you just jerk off in my bedroom.”

“It wouldn’t be if you came over here,” He snaps back.

You hate how quick he always is with his responses, something you still haven’t gotten used to throughout all your years of friendship. Swallowing, you just barely glance at the man, “What?” You huff out.

Your eyes were on his and his were on yours. Tension was vexed into his gaze, desire pouring out of his maroon shaded eyes and making you so utterly nervous as you stood across the room from him.

All as he just sat there, shirtless, tattooed and chiseled chest very difficult not to gaze at, large thighs spread lewdly, and hard curved cock twitching within his grasp as precum oozed out his tip.

You couldn’t help the way your gaze dropped for a moment, catching sight of his cock and the way his plump tip glistened under your dim bedroom lighting. His hand movements got noticeable faster as you watched and you drew your thighs closer together.

Sukuna lets out a deep sigh, “Y’know,” The sound of his voice makes you flinch yet again and you lift your gaze as though you’d been caught doing something wrong, seeing the smirk on his face, “You can come get a closer look.”

You bat your lashes at him, “W-What?”

“Is that all you know how to say?” He chuckles, “Hah, just c’mere already,” He suddenly requests, voice softening ever so slightly. “I won’t bite.”

And that’s… roughly how you ended up on your knees in between his legs. With a mouthful of his cock, you don’t even remember what’d come over you after you listened to his request and came close to him.

One moment you started shyly teasing him about being a pervert who jerks off in your bedroom and the next you were curling your fingers around his shaft and making your way down to your knees. Sukuna had let out a long shaky sigh as he watched you settle in between his spread legs, his urge to tease you dying off as some other emotion swelled within his chest.

He’ll never admit it to you but, he was shy. How could he not be when your soft hand begins stroking his cock like he’s just some kinda toy for you to play with—what’d you expect him to do when you look up at him and lean forward to wrap your lips around his drooling cockhead?

Unfortunately for him, his expression gave away everything and as soon as his dick began disappearing into the warm caverns of your mouth, he was a goner. A hand was now tightly gripped onto your scalp, his breathing unsteady as he watched you suck him off with that pretty ass mouth of yours.

He’ll never be able to forget the sight of drool spilling out from the corners of your mouth while you tried your best to take him all the way into your throat. And his mind just about blanks when you move your hands to his thighs, push them further apart, and then sink down completely—your lips meeting his base.

Now that was a sight to see.

“F-Fuck,” Sukuna stammered, the sound alone leading you to choke a bit as a moan attempted to leave your throat. His darkened eyes were seconds away from rolling to the back of his skull with how sexy he found the sight of your lips bulging around his thick cock.

When you finally do pull your mouth off of him, he doesn’t even get a moment to breathe before your hands are wrapping around him. He goes from leaning back slightly to sitting up a bit straighter and moving his hands down to one of your wrists, his lips unknowingly quivering.

Then a pant escapes him and you’re bringing your eyes back up to look at him. “Slow, woman—fuck, go… hah, slow.” He says hoarsely.

Oh the desperation on his face was priceless. Why ever would you listen to him when using two hands to jerk him off is all it takes to receive a slightly pouted lip and furrowed brows from him. He probably doesn’t even realize the face he’s making at the moment, too grumpy trying to take control of the situation to feel his features faltering.

You coo, “Aw, go slow? But, ‘Kuna, I thought this was what you wanted?”

The nickname you just threw at him has to be evil in some way, shape, or form because the wild twitch it invokes is enough to have your hands tightening their grip around his thick cock.

Sukuna grits his teeth and you can see a vein popping out in his forehead—he’s so annoyed with you now that the roles have reversed, it’s cute. “Fuck you,” He curses, as if that’ll help him avoid the embarrassment bubbling up within him right now.

“Oh, there he is,” You purr, removing one of your hands just to angle his cock back toward your lips and then tapping it against your skin gently. “S’kinda hard to be mean to me when I’m makin’ you feel so good, isn’t it?”

He swears you’ll be the death of him. He’s never experienced this side of you, nor was he aware it even existed. All he’s ever known you as was his shy roommate who’s so unintentionally attractive that it pains him to be around. Is this really the same woman who was stuttering moments ago when she walked in the room and caught him jerking off??

Sukuna huffs out an almost bratty breath of air, “Stop… talking.” Just as he’s never seen this side of you, you’ve never seen this side of him and fuck is it hot. He’s usually such a big intimidating man and yet here he is literally folding and gasping to your touch.

You completely strip your hands away from his cock and then open your mouth, staring right up into his eyes as you whisper, “Make me.”

All that embarrassment and temporary shyness is gone within the blink of an eye. Sukuna’s stumbling up slightly to his feet and grabbing a firm hold of the top of your head, letting out a gruff sigh while taking his dick into his hands and properly aligning himself with your mouth.

His chest is glistening in sweat and his head is pounding, he was all nervous seconds ago for what? Because of you? Oh please.

It only took those two words of yours for him to remember who the hell he is as he then thrusts his hips forward and quickly fucks himself into your mouth. “That’s more like it,” Sukuna grunts, giving your mouth some mean thrusts as he forces your head to move and meet each one of his motions. “Fuckin’ slut, m-makin me nervous,” He admits hoarsely, his tone aggravated with you. “Who do you think you are, huh?”

You’re obviously too busy getting your face fucked to answer that properly but the moan you let out that leads to drool filthily dribbling out your mouth is enough of a reply for him. Especially when he catches how it drips down onto your thighs.

Sukuna releases a pretty groan out into the air at the mere sight of you. He thought he was losing his mind before but now it’s even worse. You don’t even have your hands on his thighs to try and brace yourself or control what’s happening—you just let him have his way with your throat, taking things a step further and moving your hands behind your slightly arched back.

Fuck, he needs a picture of this. He desperately needs this display of you burned into the forefront of his mind for the rest of his life. Especially as he starts hitting the back of your throat and you purposefully choke against him. Sukuna’s other hand lifts to cover his mouth because he swears he almost whined.

Your throats too fuckin’ tight, you’re holding eye contact with him for too damn long, and if he feels your tongue flick against that specific vein of his one more time—

“Hnngh—” Sukuna moans, his grip almost bruising as his head flies back and his cock presses right against the very depths of your mouth, hips stalling with the way his orgasm comes rudely rushing out of him.

Then he feels you swallowing and even though he was trying to keep you head still, you begin to bob yourself back and forth on his cock while he’s cumming and that’s when a whimper is choked out from his lips. Sukuna’s whole body just clenches and he’s letting out all kinds of sounds as his hand, now shaky, holds onto your head for dear life.

Even when he stops cumming, you’re still sucking and his eyes roll back, voice coming out strained. “S-Shit, fuck—stop,” Sukuna moans again, “Please?” Never in all your years of living did you ever think you’d hear Sukuna Ryomen begging you for something and yet here you are.

You steadily pull your mouth off of him with a slick pop, sting after string of saliva hanging in between his tip and your glossy lips. He’s above you panting for a moment before stumbling back to sit down on the edge of your bed again.

A hand of yours moves to causally wipe your mouth off and you don’t even know if you wanna tease him now or later about what just happened. “So, that was—”

“Don’t speak,” He cuts off immediately, his voice surprisingly airy. “Ever. Never bring this up again.”

You snort, “Promise me you won’t jerk off in my room again, first.”

Sukuna scoffs. “Tch. Whatever.”

Like the vixen you are, you begin to lean toward him again and you don’t know if you image it but he flinches ever so slightly. “Promise me,” You say as your hands meet his knees and you begin to lift yourself up.

His eyes go wide and he internally panics at the sight of you moving. “Fucking fine. I promise.”

Smiling, you move to lean over his tensed body and plant a kiss on his cheek, “Good boy.”

…

Yeahhh, his brain just powered off.

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