#yuuji x y/n

[snapnov4]

dream girl | yuuji itadori

wc: 2.7k

pairing: best friend!yuuji itadori x reader

cw: NSFW, afab reader, unsafe sex (reader is on the pill but yuuji doesn't wear a condom), oral sex (f and m receiving), penetrative sex, creampie, use of the terms, "angel" and "baby", yuuji calls the reader his dream girl once and generally fem traits are applied to the reader, friends to lovers, lovesick!yuuji

a/n: as always enjoy! wrote this from yuuji's pov to experiment a little with style, but i really enjoyed writing it, so i hope you all enjoy reading it. also this is my first full length nsfw so go easy on me! comments and reblogs are appreciated <3

you and yuuji have been best friends since high school and for as long as yuuji can remember his feelings for you have been less friendly than they should be. usually, he'd be content to spend any time he possibly can by your side, joining you when you go out for lunch, telling you which dress suits you the best, letting you swatch makeup on his arms, and of course, attending your weekly movie nights. but now he’s finding it hard to be around you, your usual movie nights and various hangouts have been pushed and rescheduled numerous times because yuuji simply can't get rid of the boner that comes in immediately after you cuddle up to him. maybe he's always had a little crush on you but he curved that years ago! he's embarrassed because he feels like he's a teenager again, even though your high school days are far behind you, his pants still get tight when you wear a short dress or hold his hand while you're out. he's a little confused too, you've always been a good friend, you're really pretty too, and you've always been the type to be touchy with the people you're close to. although lately, yuuji finds himself getting caught up in how soft your skin is whenever you touch him, how amazing you look when you smile across from him at your favorite cafe, and how his body heats up when you're next to him and he can smell your perfume and everything that's uniquely you begins to flood his senses. then he's so wrapped up in his fantasies of you that he can’t focus. he appreciates your friendship and he loves you, as a friend, but he’s starting to wonder why what he thought was a fleeting attraction, a dumb crush from his second year of high school, simply won't go away. he thinks he may be in too deep. yuuji doesn't even realize he's lost in his thoughts when you call him that afternoon, clearly upset, and he thinks he's really in for it now.

“itadori yuuji,” your voice alone makes yuuji’s heart speed up, but he's just nervous about upsetting you right?

“...that's me,” he replies, not thinking. he feels eternal embarrassment start to creep up his spine.

“tonight is movie night, okay? no flaking. i miss you.” those last three words float out dreamily punctuated with a sad sigh, that has yuuji feeling like he can see you pouting through the phone, your lips probably look so soft, he wishes he could feel them wrapped around his— he stops himself there because, you're his best friend, and this is not normal, and he's starting to feel guilty about considering cancelling on you again, but after you told him you missed him, with that cute little sigh at the end, yuuji decided to scrape up what little dignity he has left to spend time with you like a good, normal, best friend.

“i'll be there! i promise!” he hangs up quickly to avoid whatever feelings are brewing up in his chest, he does not have the time nor the sanity to sort out how his chest constricts when he sees you, but he thinks he can make it through one movie night. he feels bad for cancelling so much anyway, maybe that will outweigh the light feeling he gets in his head when he sees you.

that evening, as he makes his way towards your apartment he thinks maybe this wasn't a great idea, the odd feeling bubbles up in his chest again and he thinks he's a goner when you open the door in what he assumes you consider pajamas, shorts, and tank top, your shorts stop above your mid-thigh area hugging you just enough to accentuate your soft skin, and your tank top is showing just enough of your chest to make yuuji reconsider everything, and even though you're wearing no makeup and your hair is framing your face messily, yuuji is completely floored by you. he decides to blame the summer heat for the way his body temperature rises.

“oh thank god you made it!” yuuji is now feeling even worse for ditching you recently, your face lights up at his presence, and when you hug him he's on cloud nine. he doesn't even remember why he's so nervous, but maybe it has something to do with the fact that you're his best friend and he'd really be lying if he said that he simply pushed the image of your thighs in those shorts out of his mind. but you're hugging him and you're happy to see him and he bathes in the feeling of being appreciated by you, he can smell your body wash, he can feel your body against his, and he's thinking this night is gonna be a long one.

things start relatively normal yuuji’s pretty focused on the movie until you call his name, you've already migrated towards him through the night and you sit comfortably against each other, yuuji is internally congratulating himself on his stellar self-control. your body is warm against him and he can smell your perfume, he wants to spend every day like this, he thinks. he's snapped out of his thoughts when you call his name again.

“yuuji!” you raise your voice a bit to grab his attention, and yuuji notices a nervous lilt in the way you say his name, different from the way it usually rolls off your tongue naturally, and turns to look at you.

“mm?” yuuji hums, tilting his head to the side quizzically.

“have you ever thought about…us?” you begin fidgeting with the straps of your tank top and yuuji’s eyes gravitate towards your bare shoulders before snapping back up to your face, you're quiet but he can tell how nervous you are by how your eyes scan the room, trying to look at anything but him. yuuji takes the open air to process your question. he's thought about you for sure, all the time, but you said us, as in a couple? do you like him? is it stupid for his heart to twist in his chest with anticipation and hope, you liking him? or do you not want to be friends anymore? oh god, when did he start panicking—

“yuuji i can see you worrying, i'm sorry for asking such a weird question, i was just…thinking y’know?” you look a little disappointed and direct your eyes down to your lap and yuuji wants to reach out and wrap his arms around you but the conversation is already derailing into an awkward territory and yuuji is worried about how much of his critical thinking would disappear if he was able to wrap his arms around you.

“you didn't make me uncomfortable!! i've thought about you..us! i mean, a lot” yuuji finishes sheepishly as you raise your head to look at him.

“really? i guess i thought you'd be weirded out that i’ve been thinking about you, but to be honest yuuji i want you so bad,” your words are bold, seductive even, but he knows you're anxious, this is uncharted territory for you both, but your words still make him feel dizzy.

yuuji’s breath hitches in his throat, he swallows before managing a straggled, “yeah?”

you nod as you climb onto yuuji’s lap and he feels like his whole world revolves around you. he can smell the distinct scent of your body wash, and your skin is against his, and god he wishes no clothes were separating you right now, but he tries to keep himself modest, you seemed nervous already and you're both dangerously treading on a ruined friendship. however, he can't help but feel enthralled by your presence.

yuuji can barely breathe, you're straddling him and his hands are placed hesitantly on your waist, you're looking at him with an almost pleading look in your eyes, and he thinks if he starts he won't be able to stop. he can feel your pussy right on his cock, he thinks he might go crazy before your voice brings him back to earth.

“yuuji, kiss me please,” you punctuate your sentence by grinding down onto his cock and yuuji thinks he must be dreaming as he brings his lips to yours. your arms wrap around his trying to pull him impossibly closer, the kiss is sloppy and desperate like you've both been waiting on this for a while. yuuji’s embarrassed that he thinks your lips fit together perfectly, and his hands feel natural resting on your ass, his mind is completely flooded with you. your lips are soft, and he can feel you whimper into his mouth every time he uses his hands on your ass to grind your cunt against his already half-hard cock.

yuuji’s completely content to leave things like this, maybe. a make out session with your best friend that you've been fantasizing about for a while is enough, but when he pulls away from you he can see your eyes blown out with lust, he watches you move against him desperately trying to get off and that's all he needs. he moves to kiss down your neck, savoring the way you moan when he sucks and bites your shoulder, hoping to leave a mark so he can prove to himself that this wasn't all a dream. yuuji brings his lips back to yours, easily sliding his tongue into your mouth before he plants two firm hands below on your ass to move you.

the way you gasp as he lifts you off him and lays you down has him reeling, he can't wait to hear what you sound like when he's inside you. before yuuji can ask if you're okay with going any further you're sliding your shorts down your legs and his eyes are glued to your panties. they're simple and white, and he can see the wet spot on them.

“fuck, you're already this wet?” yuuji looks up at you, with flushed cheeks and wide eyes.

“mhm, ‘s all for you, yuuji,” you giggle, and yuuji feels his heart swell. he pulls your panties to the side licking a long stripe up your pussy stopping to circle his tongue around your clit and suck, he basks in the soft sounds you make above him and the way your thighs clench around his head. yuuji assumes you're wet enough to handle two fingers, but he slides an experimental one in first, when he feels you writhe above him, he slides another in after a few quick pumps, making sure to place teasing kisses on your clit, before closing his lips around to suck.

yuuji curls his fingers up into you before you let out a long moan and clamp your thighs around him again, “yuuji, f-fuck i'm going to cum!” you barely make the words out before yuuji feels you clamping around him, gushing onto his fingers. he pulls them out and collects as much of your juices as he can before moving up to slide his fingers into your mouth. he looks at you in awe, as you swirl your tongue around the digits, looking him directly in the eyes before you release them with a pop and pull him in for a kiss, twisting your fingers into his hair.

yuuji’s so hard it hurts, he thinks if he doesn't get inside you right now he will actually die. he pulls away from you to quickly remove his shirt and move to his pants and his boxers before you stop him opting to remove them yourself. when yuuji’s cock pops out of his boxers it's throbbing and leaking precum from the tip. yuuji’s almost embarrassed until you close your lips around the pretty pink tip, giving it an experimental suck that has yuuji trembling above you. you start to slowly take the rest of his cock in your mouth, and yuuji already feels like he's about to cum. he appreciates the view of you on all fours, looking at the way your ass curves as he desperately tries to distract himself from the wet heat of your mouth. you look up at him before you begin bobbing your head and yuuji swears this must be what heaven is.

“fuck, angel i'm going to cum if you keep going, i-” yuujii catches his bottom lip in his teeth, watching as you pop off his cock stroking it while smiling up at him. yuuji is sure you're the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on. when you release his cock, yuuji brings your face up to his, he's sure the exchange of all these bodily fluids is extremely unsanitary but you whimper into his mouth when he does it and he would be lying if he hadn't imagined swapping spit with you since high school. this time you break the kiss, and the next words out of your mouth break yuuji.

“please fuck me, yuuji,” you practically beg, laying down and spreading your legs as an invitation. yuuji begins to take your panties off using his teeth to pull them down, this earns him a wholehearted laugh, and it's music to his ears, once your panties are discarded somewhere across the room, yuuji quickly assumes a spot between your thighs, rubbing his tip on your pussy, watching the way you squirm beneath him.

“please— stop teasing yuuji!” he pulls away from you quickly and you whine at the loss of contact. “do you have a condom?” he asks and you shake your head. “mmm ‘s fine, i'm on the pill,” yuuji’s a little too horny to think straight anyways so he pushes in suddenly, your pussy flutters around him, and once he's fully in he gives you a minute to adjust before he's moving.

“fuck, you're perfect,” yuuji can barely process any thoughts, he keeps his eyes fixed on you, committing every sound and face you make to memory. yuuji can tell when he hits your sweet spot because of how quickly your legs wrap around him trying to pull him closer to you, you wrap your arms around him and he puts his forehead on yours. he loves the way you clamp around him every time he groans, and the moans that escape your mouth when he places his thumb on your clit.

“fuck, yuuji! ‘m close, so close,” yuuji continues his pace, now focusing most of his attention on your clit, trying his best to angle his hips just right. he feels you spasm around him and your nails dig into his back, he almost cums right there watching your face contort as your orgasm hits you. yuuji thinks he could get high on the way you scream his name, he captures your lips in a kiss before pulling away to thrust into you roughly.

“i'm about to cum baby,” yuuji barely gets the words out between his own heavy breathing and the wet sound of his skin hitting yours.

“please cum inside me, yuuji, ‘s fine,” your words push yuuji over the edge and he spills inside you. he pulls out watching the way his cum mixes with yours and spills out of you.

you look completely fucked out and yuuji has never been more in love with you. even with sweat-slicked skin and messed up hair, you're still gorgeous. he can’t keep his eyes off you, god you're his dream girl.

“i love you,” yuuji’s not even thinking when he lets the words out, his cheeks quickly heating up with embarrassment as if he hadn't just cum inside you.

you acknowledge his words with a hum, “love you too, yuuji,”

yuuji’s a little too stunned to speak, he barely acknowledges you pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“i do love you yuuji, as more than just your friend obviously,” you look away sheepishly, before yuuji pounces on you, nuzzling his nose into your neck. yuuji listens to you giggle, and he knows he's where he's supposed to be. he feels like he could hide his face in your neck forever. but you push him away and move to stand up, wobbling a bit as you do.

“come on, we should probably shower,” you hold your hand out to him and yuuji’s content to let you pull him along to your bathroom.

[fuwushiguro]

You're such a Rush

Day Thirteen: Squirting | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ���𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Yuuji Itadori x f!reader x step bro!Satoru Gojo Genre: Smut Notes: Yuuji said NO HOMO THO 😤 Warnings: 18+, consensual encounter, stepcest, virginity loss mention, pussy slapping, fingering, squirting, handjob, slight sub!Yuuji i guess, face slap. Words: 2.8k

Yuuji’s fascination with discovering new things to try with you never seems to end. Who can blame him? You were just as insatiable, if not more so. You both reached adulthood with nothing to boast about in terms of sexual history. Yuuji didn’t even have his first kiss until he met you. And soon things quickly progressed. Friends to dating. Dating to a relationship. Kissing, touching, sex. It was nice being each other’s first. And it was nice that you hadn’t rushed into it. You weren’t just horny teenagers dying to get it over with. It was love. And while it wasn’t the best; what, with Yuuji’s premature ejaculation, it was still sweet. He was pussy drunk, being deprived of sex his entire life, he was overwhelmed with how perfect your wet walls felt around him. And after you’d fucked once, fucking again – and as much as you liked – would be no big deal. Yuuji was desperate for you. When he told you about what porn he’d be watching to get off, you did try to remind him it isn’t real, but he didn’t care. He wanted to try it. So you did try a lot of things he wanted. But today he has something on his mind. Something that makes him his harder than he’s ever felt even at the mere thought of it.

Yuuji Itadori wants to make you squirt.

“So, have you?” he asks. He’s staring intently while you scroll on your phone on the opposite side of the sofa. He’s fixated on you, patiently awaiting your response. You smirk, and shake your head.

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about. What is squirting? Isn’t that when you wet yourself?” you respond. He shakes his head and turns his body fully to face yours. He pulls your phone out of your hand so you’ll pay complete attention to him.

“No baby, it’s not like that.” he starts. Your eyes find his, and he smiles. Your sweet, innocent eyes are so full of love and adoration. He thinks you look adorable, with your interest piqued and willing to listen to what he has to say. “I’ll admit I’m not an expert or anythin’, but I think if I make you feel reaaaally good… you’ll squirt.” he tells you. He’s clearly doubting himself, he’s only done minor research and is making assumptions, but he figures you can learn together.

“So… Instead of nothing happening when I cum, I’ll cum… like you?” you wonder, tilting your head as you ponder the thought. Your boyfriend nods with a teeth-flashing smile plastered on his face.

“Yeah! Kinda, except it’s more like… water. It’s clear, not white.”

Your mouth pulls into a thin line. And it makes Yuuji’s face drop. This is where you draw the line? Really? After everything else you’ve done together. He cannot believe this is your limit. He’ll respect it, of course. But he’s disappointed. He’s infatuated with the idea of making you cum like that. Cum so hard and give him a real show, show him how good he makes you feel. He exhales, a defeated, irritated sigh. And you giggle. You giggle and you nod.

“Sounds fun, Yuuji!” you grin. “When shall we start?”

He wasted no time picking you up in his freakishly strong arms and taking you to your bedroom after you’d given him the green light. But unfortunately, things did not go to plan. He’d read online that all he needed to do was finger you and perform a come hither motion against your g-spot to make you squirt. It wasn’t working, and he was getting increasingly frustrated. So, you told him to try again.

So, he did, the very next day.

And then the next day…

And the next…

“What the fuck is wrong with me? Why can’t I do this for you?” he yelled as he pulled his fingers out of your sopping cunt. You rubbed on his shoulders, attempting to soothe his stress, be he shrugged you off and drooped his head into his hands.

“It feels good Yuuji. ‘m sorry, it’s my fault.” you whimpered. He groaned at you, even more annoyed with himself that he’d upset you. “You made me cum but I just, ‘m not good enough. Can’t do it.” you pouted.

“Hey, stop that,” he said, pulling you into his arms to cradle you. “That’s not true. I’m putting too much pressure on you, I’m sorry for making you feel so bad. It’s not your fault baby.” he expressed.

Your breathing slowed, you felt yourself drifting off in his arms. He’d pulled so many orgasms out of you today in his endeavour to make you cum like a pornstar. You could barely keep your eyes open anymore. You were thankful he wasn’t mad at you, at least. He stroked your hair gently as you began to doze off. But in truth, he was furious. He’s never wanted anything like he’s wanted this. And he feels totally and utterly… inadequate.

An hour has passed, and while you’d been sleeping, Yuuji positioned you into a cosier spot under the duvet in your bed. He did his best to keep quiet, listening to music and watching videos on his phone through his AirPods so he didn’t disturb you. He almost died of fright when your elder brother barged into your bedroom.

“Have you seen my—”

“Shhhh!” Yuuji hushes as he refers to your sleeping form. Gojo coos, what a sweet, sleeping baby you are. “Be quiet, she’s exhausted.” Yuuji informs him.

Gojo and Yuuji had been friends for quite some time, and although he wasn’t happy that he had decided to purusue his baby sister, he realised Yuuji is the best boyfriend you could have. A virgin, sweet, kind, loving. He wasn’t the type to fuck you and chuck you. And Gojo is certain he isn’t the type to cheat. So, because he’d known Yuuji for so long. He knew when he was feeling some type of way. He knew when he was pissed off.

“Aww, what’s the matter Yuuji?” Gojo asked, really dragging out the ‘a’ in matter to patronise his younger friend. Yuuji tutted and looked away, opting to observe your sleeping form instead. Admiring the way your shoulders rose and fell as you breathed softly. “C’mon now, Itadori. I’m intrigued.” Gojo followed up.

Yuuji heavily debated confessing what was bothering him. Is this okay to discuss with your brother? It’s weird, for all three of you. The thought of making Gojo squirm uncomfortably is an appealing thought, the idea of wiping that arrogant look off his face warmed Yuuji’s cheeks. But could he betray you? It would embarrass you too, surely, and Gojo would likely tease you about it any chance he got. But Yuuji finds himself asking if he cares. Maybe he isn’t the perfect boyfriend that Gojo thought he was.

“I’ve been trying to make her squirt, and she can’t do it.” Yuuji confesses. The admission knocks Gojo back, but it doesn’t bother him. It’s odd, Yuuji really thought it would make him feel awkward. But Gojo, in actuality, appears unfazed.

“Oh?” he poses the word like a question. Yuuji nods. Yuuji tells your brother about what he’s been doing, how he’s been trying to make you do it. The ivory-haired man stands with a smug smile on his face the entire time. Poor Yuuji, so clueless, so inexperienced. Gojo can’t let this go on. Every woman deserves the right to cum hard. To have an explosive, mind-shattering orgasm that changes their entire life. Even his little sister. “Would you like me to show you?” Gojo wondered.

He couldn’t be serious, Yuuji thought, could he? He could.

Before Yuuji could answer, to object, Gojo found himself crawling onto your mattress and hovering above you. Yuuji jumped up to close the door after him, not wanting anyone to walk in on this sick little indiscretion. Gojo lifted up the duvet, and was surprised to see you were wearing nothing but a baggy, unflattering t-shirt. Your brother’s hand came down harshly against your rear. You jumped awake, and you jumped again when you realised the assailant was your brother, not Yuuji.

“Wake up sleepyhead, heard you’re having some troubles.” he spoke with his trademark grin on his face. Your eyes found Yuuji’s, who turned away from you feeling ashamed of himself. This is going too far, he can’t let this go on. It’s sick, it’s wrong. Is he really this eager to see you squirt? “Be a good girl for nii-san, sit up for me so I can make you cum.” he commands.

“I— Yuuji? I…”

“Now, baby. Sit between my legs.” Gojo instructed, moving himself so he could make a comfortable space for you to settle between. You rest your back against his chest, he helps you spread your legs wider, and your boyfriend takes a seat at the bottom of the bed. “That’s it, a little wider for me sweetheart. Wanna make sure your boyfriend can see how I touch your pretty cunt.” he tells you. You force your legs open, as wide as they can go, and he hooks his feet around your ankles to keep them in place.

“Gojo…” you panic. Not sure if this is such a good idea, you weren’t really on board in the first place. You’ve never been one to deny your brother anything, but things have never gotten quite this far.

“Shush,” he instructs, his palm coming down to spank your wet clit. You shudder, tucking your head into the crook of his neck. He just laughs, you’re pitiful. But you’ll be so grateful to him when he makes your pussy gush. “You’re wrong about needing to finger her for her to be able to do this. Rubbing her cute little clit will work just fine.” Gojo begins, he demonstrates and you instantly mewl at the contact. You look down at where he’s touching you. It feels so wrong, so naughty. But it’s so heavenly, you can’t deny how perfect your brother’s long fingers feel on your sensitive bundle of nerves. “You normally tense up when he touches you baby, don’t you? That’s why it won’t work. You need to push, push f’me sweetheart.”

So, you do. The pressure switch from tensing your sex to pushing is euphoric. Your jaw hangs low as you begin to moan louder than intended, good job nobody else is home. Yuuji is captivated by the way you’re wriggling and writhing against your brother’s fingers. He’s so experienced. He knows exactly what he’s doing. Are you gonna do it? Is Gojo really close to making you squirt?

You’re moaning and groaning, you don’t like it. It feels weird. You don’t like it at all, not one bit.

“Gojo- Gojo please, stop! ‘m gonna, gonna pee! ‘m gonna—”

“Keep pushing, you’re not gonna piss I promise. Keep pushing against nii-san’s fingers.” he demands. You do, you couldn’t stop even if you wanted to. But you’re almost screaming, the stress is rushing straight to your head. He’s wrong. He’s about to make you pee, you’re going to wet your bed at your grown age!

“Gonna- Gojo ‘m gonna- gonna!!! Hnng—!” you cry out. Yuuji jumps backwards as a jet of clear liquid spurts out in his direction. He’s amazed, you did it. He’s so fucking proud of you. He’s so fucking hard. You’re panting, trying to get your breath back. But all of Gojo’s fingers are splayed as he runs them all quickly over your pulsing bud.

“Again, again, again.” he commands. Yuuji quickly removed his t-shirt, wrapping his arms around your thighs. He brings his face as close to your cunt as possible without getting in Gojo’s way. His erection is flattened onto the bedding, he’s leaking like crazy on your sheets, he’s desperate for a taste. Within an instant you’re cumming for your brother once more. Yuuji slops and slurps on your cunt, eager to devour every drop of your orgasm. Your head falls back against Gojo’s shoulder. He strokes your hair off of your sweaty forehead and kisses you. “There you go baby, what a good girl you’ve been for me. Look how happy you’ve made Yuuji.” he coos and praises. He softly kneads your breasts from behind, pulling soft whimpering moans from you when he tugs lightly on your nipples.

“I-I love you. I love you, S-Satoru.” you tell him. “Felt so, g-good. I—”

“Let Yuuji try.” he instructed. He got up from behind you, allowing Yuuji to take his place.

He did so in a hurry, eager to see if your pussy would be as submissive for him as it had been for your brother. His leaking head digs into your back, and you’re proud of yourself. You’re proud that you’ve made him so happy and managed to turn him on so much.

“You’re… You’re so w-wet, Yuuji. So wet f’me.” you tell him. He smiles bashfully, that doesn’t matter now. All he cares about is you.

“Is he now?” Gojo questions. He drags the chair that Yuuji had been sitting on while he observed Gojo touching you. He pulls close so he can almost sit beside Yuuji as he continues to pleasure you. Your brother’s hand reaches between both of your bodies, grabbing a handful of Yuuji's cock.

“Oh… fuck. Gojo, what are you—?”

“Wow, she’s right. You’re so wet Yuuji. Shall I make you squirt, too?” he questions, already rubbing Yuuji’s cock sensually. Yuuji nods, dumbly. He can’t believe this is happening. This is so weird, beyond weird. But he can’t deny how welcome the contact is from your brother’s hand wrapped around his hard-on. “All wet for my pretty girl’s cunt, do you wish my hand was her pussy? Hm?” Gojo taunts.

“Y-Yes. I… Do… Wanna fuck her cute pussy.”

“Yeah, betcha do.” your brother continues. “Did you both think you were all big and special just because you fucked? Uselessly humping against each other with no real goal… Pathetic, both of you. You’re lucky you have such a good nii-san to help you.” Gojo expresses.

“Thank you nii-san, thank you f’making me cum…”

Gojo continues stroking your boyfriend. You can feel Yuuj rutting his body into his fist. It’s becoming harder for him to concentrate on finishing you off, but it still feels nice. You know you’re gonna squirt again, and maybe he’ll finish too. It’ll be romantic to cum together. Regardless of your brother being here.

“Do you wanna fill my baby sisters cunt with your cum, Yuuji? Wanna stuff her full?” Gojo queries. Yuuji nods idiotically again, he’s desperate now. He’s soaking wet and eager to blow his load.

“Y-Yeah, Gojo. I do. So fuckin’ bad. Can I? C-Can I cum?” Yuuji asks, a pathetic, needy moan intertwined in his speech. He’s hungry and he’s impatient. He wants to cum. And he wants to cum real bad.

“Heh. Fill her up Yuuji, cum in her tight little snatch. Pump her full f’me.” Gojo speaks softly, granting permission to your boyfriend to blow his load.

He manages to tip you into one final orgasm before he falls over the precipice of his own. It’s a little less than the first two times, but it’s enough to satisfy all three of you. Especially Yuuji. It gives Yuuji the final push he needs to shoot his seed all over your back. He coats Gojo’s hand too, and it makes him snicker.

“Mmm, nice and warm for me. How cute.” Gojo tells him. Yuuji has collapsed backwards onto the bed as he panted through the bliss of his high. Gojo sticks his hand in front of your face, requesting that you lick it clean for him. It’s the least you can do for him making you both cum like that.

“H-Hey, Gojo. Thanks again man, appreciate it.” Yuuji tells him. Gojo nods. “Uh, could we, um. Would you- Can we keep this to ourselves? I don’t want people to think I’m—”

“What, gay?” Gojo teases. Yuuji nods, and Gojo shakes his head. “I’m not gay, Itadori. I like cunt, and I love hers.” Gojo confesses as he ruffles your hair. Yuuji is confused, what was all that about if he isn’t gay? “It’s called having an open mind, you should try it. Felt good, right?”

“Right…”

“I’ll keep it to myself, though. If it makes you feel better.” Gojo relents, earning a sigh of relief from your boyfriend. Once your brother’s hand has been licked clean by your obedient, sweet tongue, you feel a wet hard slap collide with your cheek.

“Hey!” Yuuji yells.

“I’ll keep it to myself, as long as you two idiots come to me next time you need a sex ed lesson.”

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Platonic Gojo x Y/n relationship, Itadori Yuuji x Y/n

angst, MAJOR SPOILERS, mentions of death and grief

Itadori Yuuji is the sunshine personified.

So it only made sense that it is pouring heavily right now. That everyone he had left feels numb and cold, with dark heavy clouds of sorrow looming over your heads.

Gojo always thought people like Yuuji, you come across them just once in this lifetime. And he was right.. Gojo hates it when he turns out right. Because against his better judgement, he always does things that he knows will end up hurting him in the end.

Like getting attached to the kid he swore he'll only use to get to Sukuna.. and encouraging you to dive in head first when you confided that you have fallen in love with your fellow student with the reasoning that, "You'll only regret it more if you did not say anything."

Seeing you now, distraught and in agony with the loss of your soulmate has Gojo's heart searing in familiar pain. He had been in your shoes before. Losing someone you love, losing your best friend.

He stands corrected still.. Love being the greatest curse there is.

Now, here you and Gojo sit in the quietness of the student dorms with nothing but grief and your broken hearts. Aside from the water rushing on the river nearby and the pitter patter of the rain against the ground and small puddles it made, there were your soft sniffles and restrained sobs.

The other students are all confined in their rooms, dealing with their grief in their own ways. But you chose to sit out here in front of the dorm building, tearful gaze trained on the arch, willing Yuuji to come walking through there one last time. And Gojo sat with you hoping the same thing even though he was there when the young man left the world.

Without saying anything, Gojo pulls you to him. Somehow, this gesture makes the agony you feel even more intense. Your walls are crumbling all around you, it was as if his pain and yours became one and all you could do to alleviate it was sob in your teacher's chest.

Gojo was once again grateful to the cloth hiding his eyes because he was able to appear strong for you. He strokes your hair, planting a chaste kiss on your forehead as he keeps you there in his embrace. He lets you cry as hard as you could, curling in on yourself as you muffle your screams against Gojo's strong chest until you just couldn't anymore. Until your throat was hoarse, until your eyes felt dry from all the tears you cried.

For the first time in a while, Gojo was quiet. Mainly because he fears you'll hear the crack in his voice if ever tries to say words of comfort he knows will do nothing to rid you of the pain currently wrecking your insides anyway. Afraid that you'll read through his facade and know that he's just as broken as you are at the moment.

So he just holds you through it, until your cries fade into soft whimpers and deep sighs.

Exhaustion finally hits you and you sag against your mentor's chest. Gojo sees the sleepless nights finally catches up with you and he whispers, "Rest, Y/n. Don't fight it."

So you let your eyes fall close and let the man you entrusted with your life and the boy you love pull you up in his arms to carry you.

Gojo lays you in bed. And without opening your eyes you knew he didn't carry you to your room but to Yuuji's. When the teacher sees your face crumpling as he tucks you in with your boyfriend's blanket that still smells just like him, sees tears coming to line the lashes of your closed eyes, he places a gentle hand against your cheek and asks, "Do you want me to stay?"

Before you could even finish nodding, Gojo was crawling to your side and pulling you to his chest.

"I miss him already." You whimper, bunching your mentor's uniform in your fist. Gojo's lip quivers for a second as his gaze dances around his student's room. Gojo sees everything for the first time. The small trinkets he had given Yuuji overtime by his dresser, photographs of them over the holidays plastered haphazardly on the walls, some wrappers of the mochi he had given Yuuji just recently still on the small table by his window..

Gojo blinks away the tears before they could fully form, quickly recomposing himself for you. He needs you now, he can deal with his grief later.

He pats your arm gently, as if he's putting a babe to sleep. Gojo admits uncharacteristically in a soft voice, saying, "I miss the brat too. More than I could possibly have thought I would." He smirks as he pulls you just enough to make you look up at him. "He's probably smug about this now. That we're all missing him this much."

Gojo lets out a half hearted laugh and you do too, smiling through your tears. "But of course, once he's over that, I'm sure he'll feel extremely bad seeing all of us this upset." Gojo wipes the fresh tear that slides past the bridge of your nose with his forefinger, murmuring, "You especially."

At this, you sigh. Your cloudy gaze falling on your fingers mindlessly still grasping at Gojo's uniform.

"So cry it all out now." He tells you. "Hell, for the next few days or weeks. Until you feel like you've let it all out. Don't hold it all back to appear strong because there is no need for that." He squeezes you arm once and winks. "Because that's my job."

You look up at your teacher and realize he has taken off his blindfold. Gojo's eyes always held such power but at this very moment, all you feel is a sense of security. A wave of comfort washes over you and you sigh for the nth time today.

"Thank you, sensei." You mutter. Letting out a laugh when he pinches your nose playfully.

"Now, get some sleep. You're starting to look like Panda." Gojo teases and grins when you roll your eyes but feels you settle in his arms.

"Don't leave me too, okay?" You whisper as you close your eyes. Somehow, Gojo knew you meant not just now when you fall asleep. Realizing that at this point, you have lost more than anyone could bear in one lifetime.

And this only fortifies his resolve to make the world a better, safer place for the lot of you, his students. And for all the future Yuujis, Nobaras, Nanamis and Getos.. All those he failed to save.

"Never. I'll be here no matter what." Gojo whispers against the top of your head, his hold on you subconsciously tightening. "Sleep well." He wishes you and hopes that by the moment you open your eyes again, you'll feel at least a little better.

"You too, sensei." You whisper, patting his chest sleepily back as if mimicking what he is doing to your arm earlier that Gojo laughs. His quiet laughter fades though and his heart clenches when he hears you say, "You know we'll always be here for you too."

[mari-the-bimbo]

JJK CAST: You fall asleep on them

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

A/N: I just wanna be cuddled bro :(

Gojo:

“Oh? What’s this?” He says cheekily as he looked down at your sleepy figure

Definitely wraps his long muscular arms around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him, stroking your back

Has a cocky smile on his face, because he’s loving this situation

Quietly laughs at you, while taking a sneaky pic of you

Is it for future blackmail? Or for him to save as his wallpaper? I guess we’ll never know <3

Megumi:

Very very shy boi

Literally goes red in the face, because this is so romantic and intimate to him,

And he can’t even hide his face in his collar because he doesn’t wanna wake you up by moving his arm too much😭

Definitely shushes everyone that walks past

So he settles for tracing patterns on your hands, with his long, pale fingers.

“I-idiot” he mutters quietly as he admires your sleeping figure

Yuji:

HE’D BE SO SWEET ABOUT IT OMG <3

While majority of the other characters will reprimand you lor laugh at you later, Yuuji is the only one who completely welcomes it

“Aww Y/N, how sweet, they fell asleep! :)”

Takes off his jacket and uses it as a blanket for you

He’ll tuck in your feet and everything, just to make sure you’re warm

He’ll be caressing your cheeks too, because he’s so lovesick for you <3

Nobara:

No because the second she felt something on her shoulder, she’d be ready to throw hands

Until she realised it was your sleepy head

Coos at you IMMEDIATELY 😭

“What a cutie!!” She whisper shout, fighting the urge to pinch your cheeks

She has a small smile while she plays with your hair, one hand messing with your strands, her other hand rubbing the back of your head.

Maki:

Absolute Tsundere

First, she’ll cuss you out for falling asleep like a ‘lazy bitch’

But then, she’ll be manoeuvring your head into her lap because she knows her shoulder isn’t comfortable enough to sleep on

Shakes her head, while fighting off her lovesick smile

She’s so whipped for you, she can’t hide it no more <3

Inumaki:

When your head hits onto his shoulder, he’ll stare at you for a second, taking in your pretty features

He’ll unzip his collar a bit, just so he can kiss your cheek, because he can’t resist how cute you look!

Then he’ll plop his own head on top of yours.

“Shake” he says happily before snuggling up to you and falling asleep too

Nanami:

Nanami shakes his head as he watches you drift off on his broad shoulder

He sighs dreamily, taking in your peaceful state after dealing with your crazy antics all day

He strokes your head, his large hand effectively moving your hair out your face, letting him get a better view of your cute, sleepy face

A small smile graces his face, he’s happy his baby is getting their sleep

[kingdaddydaichi]

Adult Yuuji Itadori is both rough and soft when it comes to dicking you down.

He’ll be slamming into you, the whole bed shaking and protesting.

But then he’ll suddenly slow way down when you gasp his name.

He’ll take his time rolling his hips thoroughly into you nice and slow and deep.

He’ll brush a strand of your hair away from your face, watching you with his honey brown eyes so full of warmth and love.

He’ll admire your beautiful face - the way your half-lidded bedroom eyes focus on him, your mouth half open while his name rides on your breaths like waves. “Yuuji mmm-need you. N’love you.”

He’ll whisper “M’all yours, baby” before his lips touch yours and he starts pounding away again, his large wet balls clapping against your ass while he tells you how much loves you in broken syllables.

[kilstrife]

thinkin’ about college boyfriend!yūji having a wet dream the first night he stays over at your dorm. he’s nestled in your embrace, a leg swung over your hip while his head rested on your chest. the dream materialised out of seemingly nowhere—but holy shit, did it feel vivid. you’re giving him head, palms massaging his thighs as you circle your tongue around the tip of his cock. his skin is flushed and sweaty, and he’s holding his shirt between his teeth, as per your request. his abs flex with every lick and suck, legs trembling under his weight. you whisper praises between the kisses you leave along his length, using the pet names that he especially liked. meanwhile, on your end, you’re awoken at three in the morning by your sweet boyfriend humping your thigh like a bitch in heat. gentle whimpers and whines fall from his lips, and you feel too guilty to wake him up. you stroke his rosy pink hair, scratching his scalp the way he always begged you to during your alone time together. once you felt a sticky spot growing on his boxers, you figured that he came. you’ll never let him hear the end of it once he awakens from his slumber.

[multifandoms27-blog]

Yuji Itadori Relationship HC's

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Content: Yuji Itadori x gn!Reader hcs!

Warnings: Gojo lol

Notes: I am so in love with this boy omfg. Also, Yuji is aged up to 18+ here.

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YOU SCORED THE PUPPY BOY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Would do literally anything for you, on GOD

Thinks you're the best at everything. Even if you aren't, he is your boyfriend and therefore your HYPEMAN

Will probably rope Nobara to root for you, too. Congratulations, now you have TWO puppies rooting for you

Yuji also really loves PDA, but will be understanding if you don't how fucking dare you make him upset I will fight you

He really really really loves giving you kisses, and if you don't like PDA, he'll literally drag you anywhere private just to give you some smooches

"Whaaaaat, (Y/n)-chan? No one can see us!" :(

Will beg you to hold his hand though, if you don't like PDA. If you do, he'll just grab it and not let go

He also doesn't realize how hard he's squeezing your hand

He's very smothering, and if you asked for space he'd give it to you, but he'd miss you very much (SMOTHER ME YUJI)

He likes to poke and pinch your cheeks, then giggle about how cute you look

Absolutely wants to cuddle at any given moment, he loves being big spoon or just holding you in general

Makes him feel all big and tough like Todo when he does 😤

If you guys end up fighting, he's just gonna start crying for the duration of the fight (even as he's arguing with you) and after

When you forgive him or apologize (or both) he'll go "so...you don't hate me anymore?" with the biggest puppy dog eyes

YUJI 😭😭😭

Sorry. Anyway-

Sukuna will definitely interrupt any kind of date or cuddle session you two have, just to be an ass

Although if it's a major moment for you two, he's on the edge of his fucking seat watching you two like its a soap opera

Sukuna is 100% your biggest shipper. He will fight Nobara and Gojo on this.

SPEAKING OF THAT ALBINO HAIRED BASTARD

He would 100% give Yuji shitty playboy advice on how to confess his feelings before y'all began dating. It wasn't until Megumi gave him advice that he actually started to get somewhere with you

Loves taking selfies with you and posting about you on social media. Definitely the type of boyfriend to either have matching pfp's with you, or his pfp IS you. He also has your username/name in his bio with a shit ton of hearts

Is always inviting you to his dorm to watch moves and cuddle. Gojo thinks y'all are hooking up, but Yuji insists that you aren't

Nanami is able to give Yuji good advice after the relationship starts. Yuji starts to go to Nanami for advice after any fights or if he gets jealous

Nanami is always able to calm the poor boy down, get the whole story, and gives good advice along with helping him with the proper time to act out said advice

nanami is so hot. expect hc's of him next.

SORRY. Anyways-

Speaking of being jealous, I don't think Yuji is a really jealous person, but I don't think he isn't jealous either

Like, if you pass up one too many cuddle nights to hang out with someone else, he's gonna start getting upset whenever he sees you with said person, and posting about said person

However, thanks to Nanami, he understands that you have friends and can't spend all your time with him. As much as he'd love it if you did :(

When he finally gets you alone, he'll tell you how he feels. Nanami is 100% outside the door for moral support. Then you feel bad and embrace Yuji, apologizing to him and kissing him, he'll sneakily give Nanami a thumbs up, which the older man returns

Gojo definitely gets jealous that Yuji asks Nanami for advice.

"Nanami~!" Gojo skipped into the room. "Where were you earlier? I was calling you."

"Yuji needed my advice."

"Hah? On what?" Gojo peered at him over the top of his sunglasses.

"His relationship with (Y/n)." Nanami straightened his tie, looking into a nearby window. "Yuji wanted to know what to do for his anniversary with her."

"What?! He didn't even ask me!"

"Shocker." Nanami spoke in a monotone voice. "Listen, Gojo. Don't you dare try interrupting what he has planned. It's a special night for them."

"But-"

"I will personally chain you up."

"Ooh kinky, Nanami-san~." Gojo grinned.

"Shut up." Nanami groaned.

[chvziu]

“can i sit here?”

you look up from your phone, pausing the music that was blasting in your ears. you were met with a pink haired boy, the back of his hand rubbing his neck. all you did was give him a small smile and nod in response.

“thanks!” he took his seat on the cold brick bench next to you, laying his back on a metal fence. rummaging his bag, he proceeded to take out a couple books and an inflated energy drink.

“shit,” you heard him mutter, peaking your interest. you looked at the popped can in his hand and his half-soaked book, laughing at the sight.

“h-hey!” the mysterious boy pouted, swiftly turning his head to you.

“sorry, ha-“ you stifled another laugh before carefully picking the drink out his hand and throwing it away in a somewhat-close trash can. “i’ll buy you another.”

“you don’t have to-“

“been there before, man. it sucks. don’t worry about it, you look like you need the energy anyway,” your snarky remark made him scoff.

“yeah, yeah. alright, fair enough. i’ll pay you back.”

you smiled brightly, “y/n l/n.”

“itadori yuuji.. i was promised a drink, right?”

@ minut 2022 — hi!

[glystenangel]

Bathroom Rendezvous

Himbo!Yuji x Confident&Afab!Reader (Modern AU) Oneshot

summary: yuji runs into his longtime crush at a halloween party, and he finds out you like him back

tags/warnings: 18+ MDNI, everyone in this is aged up obvs, treating wounds trope, blowjob (m receiving), raw and penetrative seggs in a bathroom that isnt yours, like alot of fucking, small mentions of blood, makin outtt, yuji being shy and obsessively horny, from HIS POV for ur pleasure, dirty talk (lots of praise), some begging, confessions, straight up smut with v little plot - a dash if you will

~3.7k words

thanks for reading and enjoy<3

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Yuji had been too rough.

Thanks to his carelessness, his knee is scraped and covered in dirt from the backyard. It had been a momentary lapse in judgment, with him thinking that he could wrestle Megumi’s giant dogs without any problems. Honestly, it was on him for opting for a firefighter costume that was essentially neon striped boxers, matching suspenders, and a red plastic shell hat.

“Dude, I told you.” Megumi holds back his dogs, clasping his hands in front of their fluffy chests as Yuji dusts himself off with a laugh. It’s a pretty comical sight, with Megumi in grim reaper attire and his two canines sporting respective bumblebee and ladybug costumes.

“It’s cool. We had fun, didn’t we?” Yuji pats each dog’s head, and they happily pant in return.

Megumi rolls his eyes, and Yuji snickers before jogging back to Nobara's house.

He calls over his shoulder, “I’m gonna go check the bathroom for a band aid.”

Megumi hardly hears him as he fails to chastise his dogs, shaking his head while they obliviously lick their disapproving owner’s face.

Yuji slides the glass door behind him, saying a cheerful hi! when he passes Nobara and Maki as they dance past him and into the living room. He tuts to himself as he goes down the hall, glancing down at his wound every few steps. He finds the bathroom shortly, and pumps his fist when there’s no line and he can easily turn the bronze knob. 

“Hey!”

Shit.

He sees you, poised in front of the mirror with a lip gloss wand and bracing a hand against the sink edge. You look adorable in your fairy costume, with glitter sparkling on your dress and iridescent wings hanging off of your back. Shoulder straps keep them hoisted up, and they accentuate the enticing curve of your tits as shimmery fabric spreads across them. Your back is arched and the cute shape of your ass pokes out as you tiptoe closer to get a good view of yourself in the mirror.

He feels stupid catching his own face in the mirror, standing in the open doorway with a stunned expression on his face. The only word for it is dumbstruck. He’s all wide copper eyes and parted lips, and his rosy colored eyebrows are slightly raised in surprise. The hat he was wearing had slipped behind his head, hanging between his shoulders by the thin elastic of the costume piece. 

“Shit, my bad. Sorry.” He quickly says, embarrassment tensing his neck.

Before he can take a step back, he’s greeted by the amused tinkling of your laughter.

“Oh, it’s just you! It’s cool, come on in Yuji. I’m just touching up my makeup.”

It’s just you? Your exclamation instantly worries him, what did you mean by that? 

“You sure?” He asks, cracking the door open an inch wider.

At the same time, the bass from the music blasts into the hallway, and you tilt your head in confusion.

“Close the door! I can’t hear you!” You call out, and Yuji shuts the door behind him, the cool wood brushing against the back of his fingers.

“I just need to wash my leg real quick. Megumi’s dogs got me pretty good.” He says apologetically, gesturing to the faucet.

You whip your head back at him from the news, snapping your tube of lip gloss shut.

“Oh my god, what? Here, let me help. Nobara’s got a first aid kit in here somewhere.” You open the mirror to reveal the medicine cabinet behind it, rummaging through the content. 

Pill bottles and q-tips are scattered along the shelves, clicking against each other as you rearrange everything in your search. Yuji hardly notices the noise, only staring at the hem of your dress riding up your thighs. They dig a line into the tender flesh, and he wants so badly to know what they would look like bruised with his fingertips instead.

“Alright, here we go.” Yuji attempts to look mildly interested in the small red plus signed box you bring over. He already forgot what he was here for. 

“Go ahead and clean your leg, I can patch you up after.”

Oh, right.

Yuji does as told, taking off his hat and setting it on the edge of the sink. Soon, you’re staring at his shin to examine the damage. Squinting as you stand, you click open the plastic to check for any applicable cure, and then you do the unthinkable.

You kneel down in front of him.

Yuji’s mind is racing.

“Is it okay if I touch you?” Your hands float over the bloodied skin, and he can feel the warmth of your breath ghosting over his knee.

“Y-yeah.” He nods, mentally beating himself up for stuttering.

Of course, you pretend you don’t notice, giving him an angelic smile instead of teasing him for it. You were always so nice to him. He knew he was a bit of an idiot sometimes, but he honestly just liked being enthusiastic about what life had to offer him and making sure his loved ones were smiling. He liked himself enough to have a good amount of confidence, and working out helped, but whenever you were around he couldn’t help but lose his cool. You were everything he ever liked about the world, so supportive in your kind acts and prettier than anything he’d ever laid eyes on. You were funny as hell too, exchanging jokes with him until you were both tearing up. Honestly, Yuji just held a natural affinity for you. He liked you happy, sad, angry, imperfect. It didn’t matter, you were still what his heart wanted until it stopped beating. He took any chance he could to talk to you and watch your eyes light up, although he never had quite the guts to invite you out on a date.  

Now, you were literally on your knees in front of him, and he had fucking stuttered.

Get it together man. He chides, drifting his gaze from your shiny lips to your eyes. They appear a bit bigger staring up at him like that, and he feels his jaw tense when he rotates it in thought. 

“This might hurt a little, okay?” The concerned intonation nearly makes him laugh. You really have no idea how much he does not care. He would let you do anything you wanted to him.

“Okay.” Yuji says, trusting you completely.

“Hold still.”

You cautiously dab at the wound with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, and he grits his teeth at the sting. However slight the motion is, you seem to detect it.

“You really need to be more careful.” You tsk, a small pout on your lips as you place a hand on the back of his knee to steady him. The space between your eyebrows becomes scrunched as you concentrate on the task at hand, and the bathroom is so quiet it gives Yuji far too little stimuli to distract him. Even the music from the makeshift dance floor in the middle of the house isn’t anything more than a whisper.

Yuji can’t even reply, he’s fighting to not think dirty thoughts about you as your nails graze the skin of his leg. Any time you make some reassuring comment about his scrape, he just nods and hollowly agrees with you. He’s afraid to say anymore, saliva keeps flooding his tongue with want, and he can sense hot blood rushing down his body any time you grip his leg a bit tighter.

With a flourish, you peel off the waxy paper of a band aid and secure it to his cut.

“Okay, done!” You look up at him again, and the beam on your face tempts him into desiring unspeakable things. 

Things that would wipe that adorable expression off of your face, leave you trembling, and streaked with tears.

Fuck. Fuck. You were too pretty and being so lovely to him, he was going crazy. He likes you so much that this perfectly normal situation is killing him inside.

“Oh, almost forgot!” You intake a gasp, and he takes a break from his shameful thoughts to dumbly look at you.

“What?”

To his surprise, you bend down further and kiss the band aid you had just placed onto his skin. His cheeks immediately flame, and he clasps his hands over his front to subtly push down his growing boner. 

Yuji doesn’t have time to fix his face before you sit back on your haunches and peer up at him again.

Embarrassment tinges your features, and you pat the bandaid again with your fingertips.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. That’s what my parents used to do and it became a habit of mine too.”

“No! No, that’s totally fine. I just-” Yuji rakes a stressful hand through his hair, and then a heavy sigh escapes him as he searches your face.

“You’re just- Fuck, it’s…you’re just so pretty I don’t know what to do.”

The admission widens your eyes, and the air thickens between you.

“Then…” You begin, raising yourself on your knees again and prying Yuji’s hands apart.

The head of his cock presses against the cheap fabric of his costume, and he bites his lip at your eyelashes fluttering at the sight. Your breaths are light, skating over the thin barrier between you and the leaking tip of his dick. 

Just when he thinks he can’t take it anymore, your eyes demurely find his, ���Mind if I take care of this too?”

Oh, yes.

“Could you?” He tilts his head, slowly finding his confidence again now that he knows you want him too.

He plays with some of your hair in his fingers, and when you close your eyes to savor the feeling he can’t wait to grip fistfuls of it. 

“Of course.” You say, the confirmation gliding over your lips.

Your eyes are still closed, and you tell him again, more softly this time as his thumb drags over your bottom lip.

“Of course.”

Yuji takes in a shallow breath, and he cups your face in his hands as you pleadingly paw at the back of his pants. Your chin is now grazing the tented material of his pants and your eyes are fixated on his. They’re filled with more need than he imagined they would be, and he can feel the spit traveling down your throat when you gulp at his hands on your cheeks. 

“Go ahead.”  He encourages, shrugging his suspenders off of his shoulders, “I want you to.”

You straighten up, tentative hands roaming around his waistband before tugging it down the middle. His costume pools at his ankles, and his cock slaps against his lower abs after being released.

His balls are nestled in coarse, pink hair, and the head of his cock is dark mauve and swollen with want. The rest of his length is a beige shade and twitching all the way up to the tip, where his slit is already oozing with pearlescent drops of slick precum. They dribble down and rest where the head of his cock flares out. He might cum just from taking in the hungry way you’re staring at his hardness.

“Oh, you’re pretty too.” You boldly yet carefully fist his cock with a breathless laugh, the veiny length throbbing against your palm. 

The action elicits shivers in Yuji, and he hopes you do more than touch him. You shift in your seat, getting comfortable and unfurling your tongue. Yuji likes the wet, flat shape of it, and he braces himself as the ridges slide between your fingers before you bring his cock up to your mouth.

You swirl your thumb over the leaking hole on the top, and then bend your head down to have your tongue follow its path, eventually licking a strip down and back up to the tip. Yuji gets goosebumps all along his arms, and his hands find the back of your head automatically as you tease him with the tip of your tongue.

On your second trip down the girth, you lap at his balls before sucking the sensitive skin over one of them into your mouth. You fondle it with your tongue, making soft sounds and then squishing it flat against your tongue and dragging it all the way back to where his precum is beginning to lewdly drip onto the floor. You’re so fucking patient, and Yuji has to fight the urge to cum right away when you languidly go over the veins of his cock over and over again. 

He has to crouch down a bit to retain any sanity he has left, and you smear your hand over the sopping tip of his cock. The rough motion forces him to wince, and you lubricate his length by twisting your slickened hand around his erection.

“Let me put it in.” He groans, pushing his hips closer to your mouth.

You kiss the tip when it accidentally bumps against the corner of your smile, and Yuji thinks he’s really going to cum when it creates a tiny, glistening thread between his cock and your cupid’s bow.

“You want it that bad?” You lick your lips to catch the translucent string, pumping him faster with both hands and sticking your tongue out to catch stray drops of his excitement. 

They land on your tongue, dotting it with just barely visible splatters of creaminess. 

“Y-yes. God, yes.” He bucks his hips erratically, letting just the tip of his cock prod at the textured surface of your tongue.

He knows he’s being needy, but he can’t help it. Nothing in his brain seems to be functioning properly, he just wants his dick fucking into your wide open mouth. He wants to stuff your throat and ensure that by the time he spurts cum into your stomach that your neatly drawn on makeup is utterly ruined.

You hum out a content sound, and then, you swallow him whole.

He can’t even fucking see for a moment, blinding pleasure flooding his body and centering where his dick is halfway down your neck. A loud curse must have let him, because his voice comes out raspy the next time he tries to talk.

“Oh my god. You are- Fucking amazing. So, so good.” He gathers your hair in his hand, and he ruts into you with wanton grunts.

“Right here is the best. It’s fucking incredible.” He facefucks you deeper, enjoying the rush of heady adrenaline that washes over him the deeper he gets, “Nice and tight. Mm.”

Obviously, you can’t say anything back, but you bob your head with clear devotion at his words and the way he shoves your head all the way down to his balls. You leave nail marks along his thighs, mascara and saline forming desperate lines down your face. He throws his head back, trying not to scream and let the other partygoers in on your dirty acts.

“Fuck. It’s so good. You’re so good. I’m gonna cum soon. Ugh.” A drawn out whine leaves him, and you maintain your pace so well that his eyes roll back from the effort it takes not to cum every instant. He wants to save a lot of cum for you, you deserve at least a mouthful.

You bounce on your knees and emit cries muffled by his cock. You’re synced to each other at this point, every shaky grab of your hands on his hips or thighs matching his own behind your ears.

“You want my cum already? Come on, open. Open, open.” He shudders as his body is wracked with satisfaction, and white sears across his vision once he reels his hips back and unloads his mess of cum onto your raw tongue. Every thud of his orgasm is followed by a dribble of cum, and you gratefully gorge yourself on the sloppy trickles of cream.

Yuji watches you as he catches his breath, caressing the sides of your face as you suck at the remaining puddles of white he left on your tongue.

“I love how you taste.” You whisper, and before you can swallow the last of his cum, he puts his hand around your neck and pins you to the bathroom floor.

“Can I-?” He begins, hand hovering over the hem of your dress, but you’re nodding enthusiastically before he can even finish his question.

So, he isn’t even sorry when he pushes your dress up to your stomach and quickly flings your underwear somewhere in the bathroom.

“Sorry. I just- Is this okay?” He’s able to pause for a second, and you prop yourself up on your elbows to observe that his cock is achingly hard again. Yuji sinks his teeth into his lip as it swings over your drenched entrance, and he doesn’t waste a second when you give him an eager yes.

Your hips collide with his as he thrusts himself deep, deep inside of you. The squelch of your cunt brings him to moan, and he becomes obsessed with the repetitive sound of it when he starts mercilessly fucking into you.

“Fuck. Fuck.” He’s certain that he’s going to cum in half a second.

“Yuji!” You squeal, “M-my pussy! Oh!” 

“That’s right. I’m fucking your pussy.” He growls in your ear, not stopping the consistent rhythm he pounds into your core.

Before you can scream, he kisses you, making you mewl into his mouth as he tastes the film of his leftover cum in your mouth.

“I wanna cum. Wanna cum. Now. Please, Yuji. Please.” You beg between strokes of his lips and tongue.

“I got you. Hold on.” He closes the distance between you even more aggressively, splashing your mutual precum between your bodies.

“Yuji, fuck!” You keep your eyes on the squish of his balls as they slam against the bottom of your folds, your eyelashes fluttering every time Yuji grinds forcefully into your guts. He can vaguely notice your clit sweeping against his front, and he lowers a hand to smother it with the pads of his fingers.

The pinching and rubbing of his fingertips causes you to become even wetter, and Yuji wants to help you feel this good every goddamn night. 

“You like that? Gonna cum now? Should I go faster?” He questions against your lips, nudging his nose against your cheek as he meets your watery gaze with his bronzy one.

“Mhm. Mhm!” You can’t even muster distinct words, and that makes Yuji even more keen on making you cum.

“Yeah? I’m gonna cum in your pussy. Want my cum in your pussy and your throat. Does that sound good?”

Seeing the whites of your eyes and feeling your pussy clamp harder around him is his only answer. Nonsense rolls off your tongue, and Yuji doesn’t think he could be anymore in love with you.

“I wanna cum with you.” He confesses, pumping himself through the sticky neediness of your walls.

Your lip begins quivering, and your back is arched off of the floor tiles as he plunges his cock in and out. Breaths only puff out from your lips when his hips stutter. Even so, Yuji doesn’t remove his hand from the lusty nub of your clit until you coat his cock with your climax and his own cum is spilling out of your thoroughly fucked pussy.

Mindless kisses from you line Yuji’s lips, and he drinks each one in as if they are sweeter than water. 

“There you go.” The low register of his voice is soothing, but hoarse.

He slows, picking you up and settling you in his lap so that you’re off of the ground.

“Yuji.” You fondly cross your arms behind his neck, peppering the side of his jaw and neck with gentle kisses.

“Hi.” He beams, chuckling at your affection.

Yuji holds you close, encircling your waist and kissing you back.

“Everyone’s gonna know we just had sex.” You point out, and he rocks you side to side with a shrug.

“You started it, so I don’t know if you can be mad about that.”

When your mouth drops open, Yuji laughs, “Kidding, here I’ll help you clean up.”

He helps you the best he can, and by the time you’re both mostly presentable again, he just wants to bend you over and have you slobbering over his dick again.

“Okay, let’s go find everyone.” You fix his hair, and straighten his hat before you turn to grasp the doorknob.

As you crack open the door and peek down the hallway, he snakes his hand around your waist. 

“Or maybe…we can head out early?”

You shut the door haphazardly, pushing him back into the bathroom with a kiss.

“With you? Of course I do.”

Once you rush goodbyes with everyone and use some not at all believed excuse that you need a ride home, Yuji and you are sat side by side in his car to his house.

He has to constantly remind himself to not flit his vision back and forth between you and the road, but you seem to come up with the perfect solution for that.

“Hey, Yuji? Can you pull over for a sec?”

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Yuji ends up fucking you with your hands pressed against the glass of his backseat windows, in his driveway, on his kitchen counter, on his couch, and in his hallway before he finally has you on top of his thighs and filthily riding him into his mattress.

You collapse on his chest after you cum all over the base of his cock, but lift up your head when he thickly swallows and his fingers sink into the plush swell of your ass. 

“I really like you, you know that?” Yuji hopes his words come off as sincerely as they are, “Just wanna see you happy.”

Your simple response has him never wanting to let you go.

“Yuji, you make me happy.” 

The sentiment prompts him to flip you over, and he runs his hazel eyes along your beautiful and bruised form.

“Would one more time be overdoing it?” He wonders aloud, hazily admiring how your nipples perk up against his own.

You draw him nearer, your answer solidifying between his lips.

“No.”

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End Notes:

down bad!! happy halloween 🎃🧚💖

[bunnys-babies]

Yuuji Boyfriend Texts pt. 2

SMAU

Itadori Yuuji x gn!reader

warning(s): none I don’t think???

a/n: blame @mossygreys cause they have made me think about making another yuuji SMAU since last night 🙄🙄 enjoy!!

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taglist: @d1lfluvr @plutowrites @carmillous @mossygreys (if you’d like to be added jus lemme know :))

[kxkyuu]

Title: My Birthday Boy

Warnings: Consentual Somno, oral (m recieiving), cowgirl, cervix kissing, squirting, unprotected sex, creampie

Comments: We gonna act like I'm not a day late... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SWEET BABY YUUJI!! He stole my heart so damn quickly that I didn't even have time to register anyone else in the show until Sukuna showed up!

Tags (bolded means I couldn't tag you): @babe-im-bi @mindlesschicca @awilddreamermain@emeraldjoonie @elaineplayz @bakugosbratx @itsjustfics @leoncito1503 @whatelsecouldgowrong @animeguyswhore030208 @cherrykamado @monaukah @nappingwithyuuji @cherrymangobanana @mikasavqx @mentalpink @ovarysnake23 @cyancherub @bvnnichuu @kinjuutsu

Today was a special day. It was both your one year anniversary with your wonderful boyfriend, Itadori Yuuji, and today was his birthday. You wanted to do something special for him, but he was still fast asleep. A pout settled on your face until you saw the blue rubber band on his wrist. You knew that meant he was okay with you doing things to him while he was asleep because you wore a similar pink one around your wrist.

Smiling, you carefully pushed your boyfriend onto his back and peeled the covers off his body. Taking a moment to admire his strong physique, it was always such a thrill to see your cute boyfriend’s muscles that he hid under all those layers of clothing. The thick sinewy muscles of his arms, to the rigged six pack of his abs, down to his long strong legs. Yuuji was perfection in your eyes.

Reaching out, you poked his soft cheeks gently and watched as he scrunched his face up in his sleep. Giggling when a bit of drool seeped out of the corner of his mouth. You almost squealed at how cute he was as you trailed your hand down the length of his neck to his wide shoulders. Slowly, you climb to straddle his hips and lowered your face to his chest, nibbling softly at his skin and leaving tiny red marks on his skin. You looked up at him when he let out a soft whine, thinking that he had woken up.

Yuuji merely wiped the drool that leaked out of mouth and placed his hand over his belly and scratched it. Blissfully unaware of what you were doing.

You sighed and moved lower down his body until your face was flushed with his crotch. Slowly, you rubbed your hand over the soft print and watched in awe as it quickly hardened under your touch, tenting his pajama pants. Stroking his cock over the material of his bottoms, you watched the expression that crossed over his adorable sleeping face. Confusion was the first expression before it melted into pleasure as you pulled down his pants to free his dick.

Your boyfriend’s cock never ceased to amaze you. Yuuji did not know just how big and thick he was. What he was lacking in length, he more than made up for it in girth. Reaching out, you touched the wet tip, smearing the pre that leaked out. A smile curled at you lips at the soft whine that rumbled in your boyfriend’s chest. You wrapped your hand around him, fingertips barely meeting as you stroked him firmly.

A chorus of soft groans played from Yuuji’s mouth as you worked your palm over his heavy cock. His mouth had dropped open as his moans echoed through the room sounding like a symphony to your ears. Yuuji always had such pretty moans and groans and you wanted to hear more of them. Sticking your tongue out, you sucked his cock into your mouth. Bobbing your head you used your hands for whatever you couldn’t fit inside. Swirling your tongue over the bulbous head with each upward pull, you worked your mouth over him.

Looking up when you felt his hands curl his fingers into your hair as he let out a long drawn out moan, you were surprised to see him still asleep. You continued to suck him down, relaxing your throat to take more of him in as he began to push down on your head. His whines and moans becoming louder and made your hole clench around nothing as the sounds sent tinges to your cunt.

You could feel Yuuji’s hips starting to lift from the bed as his cries began to grow louder and louder as you deepthroat him. Your fingers came up and played with his heavy sack and that became his undoing as his sweetly salty taste soon flooded over your tongue as he let out one last shuddering moan. You eagerly swallowed every last drop he had to offer before noticing that even though Yuuji had just come, he was still very hard.

Sliding your panties off, you straddled his hips, hovering over his leaking cock. Grabbing the base with your hand, you slowly eased yourself down onto his thickness. Cursing softly at the feeling of him spreading your walls, you had to pause about halfway down to adjust to the feeling. Yuuji was just so thick that it borderline on being too much for you. Your boyfriend was so clueless as to how big he really was whenever he would practically fold you in half and bully your insides with it.

Taking in a slow, deep breath, you continued you descend down on his cock, moaning at the feeling of being filled so full by him. Tossing your head back when you finally felt him bottom out within you, you rocked your hips gently. Yuuji’s tip pressed snugly against your cervix that you could barely even move. Brushing your fingertips along the side of his adorable face, you couldn’t help but to wonder how he was still sleeping even as he was stuffed so deeply inside of your dripping hole.

Testing to see if he was feinting sleep, you placed your hands on his chest and bounced experimentally. Another moan bubbled in your chest from the friction; that delicious, mind numbing friction, that only he could cause, sent you into a frenzy. Once you had gotten a taste of it, you just couldn’t stop your hips from moving. Reaching for his hands, you held onto them for support as you bounced your body up and down, taking in more of hi with each thrust of your hips.

“Feels so good, Yuu...” You moaned out. A gasp left your throat when his fingers suddenly tightened around yours and his hips moved to thrust his cock even deeper into you.

“This is always the best thing to wake up to.” Yuuji grinned as he held onto your hands, sitting up to wrap them around his neck. He pressed a sloppy, still sleep filled kiss to your lips, tongue messily gliding over yours. “The best birthday gift ever, baby girl.” His hands gripped at your hips, fingers squeezing the fat of them as he picked up the speed of his thrusts until he was pounding up into you.

“Y-yuuji!” You moaned out. It was too much. He was too thick. But it felt amazing. You could feel your orgasm approaching quickly as you wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers in his hair and you held onto him for dear life. His cock rubbed your walls in all the right places as the fat tip kissed at your cervix with each thrust of his hips.

Tossing your head back as that hot coil that was burning low in your belly snapped as you creamed on your boyfriend’s cock, soaking it with your juices. “Fuck. I love you. Love you so much, my birthday boy.”

Yuuji nipped at your shoulder as he felt you cumming hard on his length as he felt his balls tighten. His cock swelled within you, growing bigger as he gave a few more thrusts in your spasming pussy. “I love you, too.” He grunted as he came, thick spurts of white painting your insides. “Best thing to wake up to.” He grinned as he pressed his sweaty forehead against yours. “Can’t wait to see what else you have planned for today.”

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[yanderechaos]

Yandere Yuuji is slept on. Thia boy so so sweet and ready to destroy anything that threatens his friends. If anything hurts his darling everyone would soon realize why he's the perfect vessel for Sukuna.

[starlitheaven]

Hello! Can I get Marry You by Bruno Mars with Yuji Itadori for the event? If not Yuji then Megumi? Or both loving reader?

I hope this is okay!!

picking yuuji, he’s such a sweetheart. 

MARRY YOU — YUUJI ITADORI

900+ words. brief mentions of toxic family dynamics, tw gojo

it was your wedding day and you were sobbing in your bridal suite with your groom comforting you. there was an explosive fight and domino effect of drama happening at the venue and it had nothing to do with you. so why was this affecting your day? because your family has ignored every single boundary your entire life and getting married was no different.

they were paying for all expenses so you felt indebted to them, but months of their controlling tendencies and selfish decisions has brought you to a breaking point. just now, your father's mistress crashed the wedding and instead of being upset over their daughters day being ruined, they called you selfish for asking them to be considerate.

just like that, your wedding was put on hold before it even began and you had no say in it. so many people involved in this ceremony but it's yuuji who’s here with you.

he took your hands in his and brought them to his lips, peppering kisses over your knuckles. it both hurts and angers him to see how defeated and small you look. his time with you was limited the past week and this was the most you've seen him since. you've missed yuuji terribly while you were stuck with your toxic family.

"c'mon, let's go."

"where?" you hiccuped, looking at him through watery eyes.

your fiance’s face was set in determination. "let's go get married. just you and me, like it should've been from the start."

you protested at first before realizing that you really have had enough. 

he cupped your face, rubbing your falling tears away with his thumbs. "look how pretty you are today," he frowned, leaning his forehead against yours. his brown eyes were earnest and tender. "you shouldn't be crying like this on your wedding day, babe."

so, you snuck away from the extragavant venue hand in hand with your partner in crime. he laughed in that carefree way of his as he helped you fit your dress in the passenger seat of the car. not his tiny old toyota.

gojo's BMW. the man had caught you two in the parking lot hurriedly looking for yuuji's car with an amused gleam in his blue eyes. he sauntered over to you two before throwing his keys at the groom's direction.

"bet ya don't even know of any chapels around here, hm?"

yuuji's handsome face fell slightly at the realization. you two were high off the rush of your spontaneous decisions that it never occurred to you. gojo had remained smiling that cheshire grin as he motioned with a finger for yuuji to take out his phone to put in the chapel name given into his map app. the older man ruffled your hair roughly before sending you off.

your groom's hand never left yours as he drove the luxury car, often peppering kisses over the back of your hand. it was only a matter of time before your family got their heads out of their own selfish drama and realized you were gone. it didn't matter anymore, their harmful ways could no longer reach you. turning up the music, you and yuuji sang garbled lyrics to songs you barely knew.

the chapel was a ways away, and your family had been starving you for days claiming you wouldn't fit into your dress otherwise. so, you and yuuji found yourselves at the drive thru of a fast food restaurant.

it wasn’t until the service workers cooed at your attire and comped your entire order that it hit you. you and yuuji weren’t just getting married. you were eloping. you’ve never felt more in control of your life and you know you had the man beside you to thank for it. it was the two of you forever. 

the thought eased your anxiety enough to slow down in the haste to get to the chapel. instead of eating while on the road, you shared your meal in the parking lot while picking up on the movie you two had been watching the week before. which led to heated kisses in the backseat and some dry humping as you two held back sex for the wedding night. your dress was rumpled from sitting too long and yuuji’s pink hair was no longer neatly slicked back, but you didn’t mind. 

the surprises of the day continued as you finally arrived at the tiny chapel across town. it was yuuji’s older brother waiting outside of the small place. his tie was undone and brown hair in a messy ponytail. choso uncrossed his arms at the sight of his little brother and bride, striding over to scold you. not for ditching the venue, but for planning to elope without bringing along a witness. 

satoru called me, choso had said. he was laughing and thought you’d realize you were going without a witness, but of course you didn’t.

“whoops,” yuuji had shrugged nonchalantly at this information, flashing that grin that makes his dimples so prominent. he seemed unfazed by his older brother’s stern expression. instead, he leaned down to plant a kiss to your cheek. “you’re here now, so don’t keep my wife waiting.”

after months of preparation, dozens of people hired, weeks of picking out a wedding dress, rehearsals, and every important decision made for you, you were finally getting married.

not at the beautiful vineyard that you didn’t even choose, but the happily ever chapel. choso walked you down the aisle as you held your plastic bouquet of white peonies before he rushed over to yuuji’s side as his best man. 

you and yuuji exchanged your vows, the real ones. not the short versions that the wedding planner forced you into. vows that made you laugh and left you with tears welled up in your eyes. yuuji was the light of your life, always there to lift you up and make you stronger. 

you slid your rings and your lips met to seal your fate as husband and wife.

[2546917]

itadori yūji x.— noncon -> impact play (face slaps) / disrespectful yūji / mean femme reader / femme nicknames / spit .

Yūji likes mean girls, he likes girls who aren't afraid to rough him up; he likes girls who are easy to piss off. Why does he like girls like this? — He likes seeing the shock on a mean girl's face when he slaps her. He likes seeing the digust turn into pleasure when he spits in a mean, mean girl's mouth.

You're so fucking pretty, and mean. "Fuck, Yūji, shut up wouldja?", you say to him, pretty acrylics shining in his face from the way you're holding up your middle finger. All he did was say you look like a nasty little girl who likes having spit in her mouth.

"Cmon princess, you know you like that kinda shit." You don't like the confidence he says that with. "Bet you look all cute with your tongue out and a lil spit hanging off it." You kinda like the want he says that with.

Now he's getting closer to you, hands coming up to your soft cheeks. And now he's squeezing 'em, rubbing his rough fingertips just enough so that your pretty pink tongue lolls out. You wanna speak but you can't, you know what's about to happen. "See? you do like it baby, didn't even have to coax you. i just do what i fucking want, huh?" A soft little 'mhm' comes outta that pretty mouth he's finna spit in, god he fucking likes you.

You watch him with big, stupid eyes as he opens his mouth and spits a fat glob out into yours. He was right, you do like it. You're so fucking embarrased at how you smile afterwards. "You're so fucking gross, Yūji, i mean spitting in my mouth?" He doesn't like the truthfulness behind your statement. He grabs your pretty, pretty face again, and slaps you. So hard that cute little tears start beading up on your lashline.

"That was for calling me gross sweetheart, don't ever do that shit again when you're the one who smiles at getting their mouth spit into, yeah?" He absolutely loves the look on your face right now, and the pretty pink spot he left on your sweet skin.

[mari-the-bimbo]

I was wondering- If Yuji likes tall girls.. could he like a short girl too so long as they thicc asf? Cuz I'm only 5'3... sorry completely random. If possible could you do JJK characters with a short s/o?

JJK CAST + short s/o

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

A/N: Girl same!! I always tell myself “whatever! 🙄 Yuuji can’t say no to this thicc ass”

Characters: Gojo, Yuuji, Megumi,

Yuuji:

Yuuji also likes short hotties with fat ass, it’s cannon, Gege told me so 🤚

No but fr, Yuuji would adore you SO much

He finds your height to be an adorable feature of yours

He loves the way you’re small enough to completely fit in his lap, he just wants to give you LOTS of kisses! 🥺

But you better return the favour and let him sleep on your lap too! (Or on your fat ass). Either way it helps him sleep better 😌<3

Randomly picks you up from behind and twirls you around!

But with his taller stature and increased athletic skills, HE WALKS TOO DAMN FAST FOR YOUR SHORT LEGS TO KEEP UP

But don’t worry, Yuuji will literally just pick you up bridal style and ZOOM🏃💨

Gojo:

You’re his little cutie AND HE IS OBSESSED WITH THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE

Calls you his chibi chan .. IN PUBLIC

Sometimes he’ll be like “huh? Where’s Y/N? They’re so short I can’t find them!”

Is he teasing or is he actually just the dumbest mf ever? I guess we’ll never now 💗

It’s okay he makes it up to you by carrying you around everywhere

Nawww but imagine you’re at a party, Gojo’s 6’3 figure towering behind you and looks down at you, his index finger and thumb suddenly pressing down on your jaw, forcing you to tilt your head up and look at him

“Hey baby”

ASDFRHICVJHFCHUR

Megumi:

He thinks your height is the cutest thing ever! But he’s definitely too embarrassed to admit that lol

Pretends he doesn’t care but he’s secretly in love with the height difference

Like he brings it up way too often for someone who claims to “not give a shit” 🙄

Loves teasing you every now and then!

He’ll have a small smile on his face as he holds your cereal packet over your head

Has you saved as “midget ❤️” on his phone

Also Megumi is very much aware that he walks too fast for you, so he always makes you hold his arm, and slows his pace when walking somewhere with you 😩

Best boy <3

[kingdaddydaichi]

YUUJI vs. SUKUNA Random HCs

Warnings/Notes: some nsfw, mdni, dark content, Sukuna being Sukuna 🤷🏼‍♀️

YUUJI: “Nooo don’t kill the weeds! Weeds are people too!”

SUKUNA: burns entire lawn to a crisp “There, no more weeds.”

YUUJI flirting: “You have really nice eyes. Do you uhh…haha, I mean…can I walk you home? You can say no, it’s fine.”

SUKUNA flirting: bites his lip while his eyes undress you “Hey girl, ever been eaten out and fucked at the same time?”

YUUJI cuddles: koala cuddles, likes to be the little spoon just as often as the big spoon, violently rubs his nose when your hair tickles it then buries his face right back in your hair again

SUKUNA cuddles: traps you with both pairs of arms and rakes his teeth across your neck “Mine…say it…” You shiver. “Fuck…yours, Ryo…all yours.”

YUUJI waking you up: soft kisses on your shoulder “Morning, beautiful”

SUKUNA waking you up: hand mouth licking you all over, growls in your ear “Wake up, sunshine…it’s time to pleasure your king”

YUUJI kisses: slow/tender/sweet, has soft lips, smiles during kisses

SUKUNA kisses: aggressive/deep/lusty, eagerly slips his tongue in, uses his teeth/nips/bites playfully but sometimes a little too hard

YUUJI: can cook like a mf

SUKUNA: can’t cook for shit, burns everything, ban him from the kitchen

YUUJI driving: either v careful or you have to keep reminding him to look at the road

SUKUNA driving: like a bat out of hell, aggressive/fast and furious but he’s so fucking good at it?

YUUJI: falls asleep when you play with his pretty pink hair

SUKUNA: falls asleep when you lazily trace your fingertips over his tattoos

YUUJI kinks: PRAISE, switch/soft dom/service top, bondage, blindfold, best physical aftercare

SUKUNA kinks: HARD DOM/POWER TOP, Master/slave, overstim, biting, degradation, spanking, will punish you if you don’t say yes sir/no sir, takes v good care of you if you’re an obedient service bottom, best psychological aftercare

YUUJI: squirts water with his hands in the bathtub

SUKUNA: bathes in the blood of his enemies

YUUJI: will grab your hand and pull you up to dance with him when a fun song comes on

SUKUNA: watches while you dance for him

YUUJI watching a sad movie: cries

SUKUNA watching a sad movie: laughs

🌸 When they take your relationship to the next level…

YUUJI: gives you a key to his place

SUKUNA: lets you touch his soul without slicing you into a thousand equal parts

🌸 When another person hits on you…

YUUJI: interlaces his fingers with yours and brings your hand to his lips while staring the person down

SUKUNA: licks his teeth as he watches them spontaneously combust

🌸 Teasing you by holding your phone out of your reach…

YUUJI: laughs, “Aww but baby you look so cute when you’re determined and frustrated…”

SUKUNA: “Ganbare, ganbare…gonna have to try a little harder, sweetheart...”

🌸 What makes them soft…

YUUJI: literally almost anything

SUKUNA: when you kiss his forehead tattoo and tell him how much you love him

🌸 Buying a house…

YUUJI: gets prequalified and takes out a mortgage like an actual person

SUKUNA: curses and haunts the current inhabitants until they go mad and run away screeching, leaving behind all their belongings. Victoriously settles down on their plush sofa, loudly props his feet on their expensive hand-carved coffee table, and flips on the tv before cracking open a cold can of Budweiser and sighing with contentment.

🌸 How you know they love you…

YUUJI: cooks for you and grins like an idiot while he watches you eat (“What? Why are you smiling like that?” “Because you’re so cute when you eat.”), thinks everything you do is cute/adorable/sweet, gives you his drawings even if they’re bad

SUKUNA: gives you a heart-warming tour of his Innate Domain (“And this is my throne…I’d normally Cleave anyone who’d dare touch my buffalo skulls, but you can if you want.” “Aww, really Ryo? Wow, I feel so special!” Rubbing the back of his neck and laughing nervously: “Well, I uh…thanks.”)

🌸 When you’re sick…

YUUJI: wraps you up in blankets and forbids you from leaving the couch/bed while he makes soup for you

SUKUNA: snaps his fingers and makes you well again