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serial killer gojo who likes to stalk you on campus. watch you from across the cafeteria. follows you to your male friends dorm, who ends up maimed the next morning.

who gets tired of never being seen, even though he’s brighter than a fucking dying star on campus, and yet you never notice him. who gets tired when the campus is empty and you’re all alone. finds a knife that’s almost bigger than your head and chases you across the open fields.

he’s laughing, the whole time. his head thrown back and his smile wide as the blade hangs limply at his sides, as if not in threat. as if your heart doesn’t beat so hard against your ribcage, that you think you hear the bones crack with every thud. like your bleeding heart may burst from your skin and splatter onto the ground before you.

he’s a killer, but he’s kind. he’s a killer, but not to you, never to you. holds you so sweetly when he catches you, because of course; he was always going to catch you. licks away your tears and smiles at you, disarming, everything and not. his eyes too ocean wide, his teeth too bone white. you see your reflection in his incisors. you see prey. you see your reflection in his eyes. you see love. it’s always been love for him.

all you have to do now is accept it.

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Getting into petty arguments and fights with sukuna 😭 ik that man would eat everything in the fridge not knowing that those leftover wings were YOURSS 🤬🤬🤬👹👹

Something that annoys him though is how you often misplace things in the kitchen. Sukunas very meticulous about what goes where and is annoyed when he has to look for things when hes cooking bc you've put things elsewhere!!

There are short periods of time where yall are in a non serious but funnily committed "fight" where you guys bicker for no reason and give each other the cold shoulder/silent treatment bc both of u are stubborn as fuck

Its a "fight" but you'll still sit in the same room as him at home, and he'll still cook you nice meals, and you guys still eat together, sleep together, and watch tv together, its just, you know, a little less lovingly, you know??

And then one of you eventually caves in a little bit, which leads the other to also soften up in return.

This morning, Sukuna's putting his shoes on, about to head out for work.

"Hey."

He turns around.

You're holding a muffler, with a disgruntled look on your face.

"It's going to be cold today. Wear this to work," you tell him, as you're wrapping it around his neck on your tippy toes.

"And take your umbrella! I'm always telling you to pay attention to the morning weather forecasts. It's raining this afternoon."

"What’s this? I thought you were still mad at me. Giving in so easily?" sukuna taunts.

"I still am. But this and that are different things. You're still not getting a morning kiss, by the way. Goodbye."

You turn on your heel and walk off, but he pulls you into a backhug and laughs against your ear. He kisses your cheek and then bites the same area.

"Oww! What the fuck!" You're holding your cheek and turning around to smack him on the chest.

"I'll be off, since i got my morning kiss now. I'll see you later."

"I hope you step on dogshit on your way."

"Yeah, yeah, love you too."

Maybe he'll stop by the flower shop after work, and also grab some wings on his way home.

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Bakugo sits on one knee and helps you put on your heels before leaving for the party. As a joke, to test his reaction, you put your foot on his chest. His eyes remain glued to your foot before snapping up to you. One look into his eyes, and you know that was a mistake. He kisses your ankle and slowly works his way to your thigh. He props your leg over his shoulder, causing your short, shimmery dress to ride up. Safe to say you were forty-five minutes late to the party.

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Bakugou, as much as he hated to admit it, liked hanging out with his friends. annoying as they may be, they always managed to have a good time that he could appreciate every now and then.

not now, though. not when they had invited you—his rival as a pro hero, someone who he fights with entirely too often. they say the streets are never repaired the same after you two try to go after the same villain, both peacocking, both trying to outdo the other. he can’t stand you.

but—but, it’s hard to hold much of a grudge when you look like that. clad in a white tee shirt and a pair of distressed jean shorts, laughing as you chuck a water balloon at Denki. your smile is big and genuine as you giggle when he nails you back, right on your flank. Bakugou’s too busy trying to memorize your smile, as he’s met too often with your snarl, when his entire face is suddenly soaked.

he pauses. everyone seems to except—except for you. no, instead, you double over in laughter, pointing at him, exclaiming that he now looks like an crazy ass Pomeranian getting its first bath. he’s eerily calm when he pads over to the bucket of water balloons, before he swings his arm back and decks you right back in the face with the cold water.

after that—it’s war. everyone seems to join in, but you two really have it out for each other. you hide behind Kirishima’s wide frame and Bakugou uses Deku as a human shield, too. you both keep throwing them at each other, and he’s determined to make you concede, call him the winner when—

was your shirt always see through? could he always see the curve of your bra—navy blue with a bit of lace on the bottom of it—and the pebbling of your nipples? the roundness of your breasts? how they move with every jump you take, every time you cheer, every time you make even the slightest movements?

“Pervert!” you exclaim when you notice where he’s staring, why he’s suddenly gone stock still, how your shirt is basically transparent at this point. you nail him in the face with another water balloon that he doesn’t even try to dodge. the coolness makes the heat of his cheeks die down just the tiniest bit, but Bakugou finds himself stomping off awkwardly, trying his damndest to hide his now raging boner.

(and maybe you two come to a truce after that? but only under the conditions that you get to see his the same way he saw yours? and maybe it goes a little further than just looking, but groping and biting and tugging and too many marks to completely cover up? maybe. who really knows?)

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before you guys started dating, bakugou had a plain black phone case. now, dating, he has a clear phone case with his favorite polaroid of you and him taken at some party. you’re sitting on his lap, legs draped over his thighs, your arm around his neck as you smile ear to ear. one of his hands rests on your legs comfortably, while his other holds your waist securely. he’s also smiling, though smaller and softer than yours. only you're smiling at the camera and he’s smiling up at you.

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✎ unconcealable

- gojo satoru x reader

your boyfriend may not show it, but the six eyes are his burden to bear. you know it firsthand when he falls into your arms for the first time

genre: teen!gojo, fluff, hurt/comfort, flashback and fast-forward to dad!gojo later

note: hello hello i’m alive~ i have this little thing of fluff/comfort pampering in my head throughout my vacation and it’s been a long time since i last wrote about teen!gojo so here it is :D will proofread later when i get the chance!

a part of gojo's love entries

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

Back in 2006—

“Satoru, move away—”

“Nuh, uh! I’m staying! You’re too soft~”

“Satoru, If Yaga-sensei walks in… he’ll think we’re doing something indecent!”

“Mmm, don't care~”

This is the gym. Anyone could walk in. And yet your boyfriend of three weeks, Gojo Satoru, claimed his place by resting his head on your lap and squeezing his eyes shut so comfortably… like a cat.

You sighed, vexed and almost giving up— and then you noticed just how good-looking he was. Not that you just realized it now, but his long eyelashes, his smooth skin, white hair...

You have snagged a heartthrob. Or at least he could be if it wasn't for his questionable tendencies.

“Satoru, I’m being serious,” you griped, blinking back your pounding heart and starting to get anxious if anyone would see the two of you on the floor, with him over you. “Get up. Now.”

He knitted his brows together. “So stingy... Can’t your dashing boyfriend get five more minutes?”

“No. Up. Now.” You learnt by experience that the more you indulged Satoru, the more you would be inclined to comply as well. So before he dragged you into that hole...

“Hmph! No!”

“I’ll really flip you if you don’t move—!”

And that’s finally when he cracked his eyes open, totally pouting. “So mean! My head is hurting, you know! I just want to rest a bit!”

You were somewhat taken aback by his little outburst but he really got up this time, and then he stalked away, mumbling complaints.

"Some girlfriend you are... so not considerate..." he pursed his lips together, seemingly hurt as he made his way out.

That almost annoyed you greatly, and you were about to retort back when to your shock, he suddenly clutched his head and staggered. "Ahh—"

"Satoru!"

You sprinted to him and caught him as he wobbled, supporting his weight.

"Are you okay? What happened?!" you were so spooked that you went down with him to the floor again. And you immediately pulled him to you when he heaved a shuddering breath.

"I'm okay—" he said in a pant, pressing his eyes together so tightly. "I'm okay, I'm okay! Don't—"

"You're not, you idiot!"

Something with his eyes. It just dawned to you that he didn't wear his sunglasses today, and by instinct, you wrapped your arms around him, pressing him close to your chest.

"Is it hurting badly now?" you worriedly asked, keeping him tight in your embrace. "Do you want me to get you something?"

Contrary to your worries, what Satoru was more focused on was the exponential warmth that enveloped him. He had a migraine for a while there, but you so easily anchored him, making it somehow hurt less.

"You said Yaga-sensei will catch us and think we're having sex," he sullenly accused to hide the sudden blush spreading quickly on his face. "You didn't care about me just a minute ago."

"That's... a minute ago!" you hissed. "Now I'm worried!"

Your response made him smile despite himself. Satoru found comfort in the darkness of being squished against your boobs... perhaps way more than he thought he would.

"Then let me stay like this for a while. I'll be okay in a jiffy, 'kay?"

"Hmm," you hummed, absent-mindedly stroking his soft hair. You started to feel bad for chasing him away earlier, and squeezed him. "Does your head hurt often?"

"Whoa, it's only when I'm like this that you'll touch me so openly," he responded with a mock sigh, and you fought the urge not to roll your eyes. "Poor me."

"Poor you indeed. So answer me, does it, or does it not?"

"Nah, it's just how it is sometimes. Just some side effects of my eyes, you see."

"Why don't you wear your glasses today?"

"...Nanami broke them after I ate his last doughnut."

"You..." you almost giggled, and yet so exasperated at the same time. But the way Satoru squeezed your waist to hug you in return made you spare him.

You two stayed like that for a while, and when the bell rang to indicate the start of the next period, you asked him again. "Are you okay now?"

"Mm-hm, yeah, much better."

"Then let's go back to your class. I'll help you go there."

"Ehh..." But Satoru, ever the stubborn one, just buried his face into you, holding on tight and not letting go at all. "No."

You frowned. "Why—"

"Don't wanna move~ your boobs are just too good..."

"—? What—"

"They're soooo soft. Seems jiggly too? Ah, my pain is healed! Oh! When we get married, will I get to bite them too—"

"Satoru, you!"

Long story short, you two missed the next period just because Satoru nagged you to stay with him... and at the end of it all, the ones who opened the doors to the gym were Nanami and Haibara, who immediately went to report to Yaga and red-faced respectively.

Back to present—

"Time for your teardrops!"

Satoru squeezed the bottle of eyedrops, lining it up with the striking blue eyes of his six-year-old son, an cute little pumpkin who was a carbon copy of him in every way, as he laid his head on his lap.

"Mmngh," his son squirmed as the water made contact with his sensitive eyes, and squeezed both eyes shut as soon as his papa was done.

Having inherited his eyes, the boy had started to feel pain whenever he accidentally overused them. Satoru knew the feeling well, and as much as he tried to humor him, something inside him prickled whenever he saw him getting teary-eyed due to the pain.

"Still stings?" he asked with a frown. "Want to use blindfold cover your eyes, hmm?"

Your son mumbled, "...no."

"What do you want then?"

"...I want mama."

Satoru snorted, pinching his boy's plump cheek fondly. "Same, kiddo. I want mama too."

The little boy cracked his eyes open out of spite. "You always bother her everyday."

"It's not as if you are not but whatever." Satoru pursed his lips as he stared at his boy. "If only I can put those rotting grandpas in elderly home, your mama can be freed from missions."

The kid snuggled close to his lap, seeking comfort, and suddenly, he felt flash of warmth burst inside him, realizing that his little munchkin wanted him to make him feel better.

"Look, I'm not mama, but I can do this too—" he hoisted his son, and hugged him close, hiding his little face into his sturdy chest. "Here you go. Better?"

The little baby that forever connects him to you. Satoru loved his son as much as he loved you.

He had no one to really comfort him in the early days of misusing his eyes— they only told him that it was the price for the greatness he would possess. Until you did. You didn’t speak of power or strength. Each time he suffered from those migraines back then, you would hold him close.

And so, he'd be damned if the same thing happened to his precious son. He wouldn't let him be told that—he would do his best to soothe him, to make him feel safe.

"Tomorrow we're getting kikufuku, yeah?" he said with a smile, patting his son’s back gently. "And ice cream too."

"Mmm... 'kay..." the boy replied. "Papa... sleepy..."

"Then sleep, kid. I'll wake you when mama comes back, yeah?"

You. The baby. The two of you were always the center of his world. As he too drifted off to sleep beside his son, he thought that chasing after you was most definitely the greatest decision he made from that blue spring that would never return in his life.

Epilogue

"I'm home!"

Your mission ended with a bang as you completely obliterated the cursed spirit. You went home with a spring in your steps, thinking that your silly husband and cute son would be waiting for you in this afternoon.

But no one greeted you back, and you found yourself walking to your master bedroom, only to be floored by the sight.

Satoru had dozed off so unguardedly, but he had one protective arm over your son, who was also sleeping. They looked like a pair of twins, and the way your son curled up to your husband melted your heart so much that it brought a wide smile on your face.

Click! Click! You took several photos so you would be able to look at their sleepy state whenever you wanted. But as you marveled at the photographs, suddenly a sneaky hand yanked you—

"Whoa—!"

"Shh, you'll wake him up, mama," Satoru sleepily grinned as he smooched your face. "You took so long, I missed you."

"I finished one day early," you huffed, but then your expression softened as you gazed at your sleeping son. "Seems like both of you are getting along well while I was gone~"

"I fed him mochi and cookies, of course he'll be obedient."

"—! I told you he'll get cavities soon if you don't limit the sweets intake!"

"Oh? Then we just have to have another baby who won't get cavities just as you wish then~"

"That's not how it works! Satoru, you—!"

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i love the idea of dilf toji being a brat tamer

he’d definitely be the best at it my god. pause cuz that sounds wonderful

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he’d definitely hold grudges and really make you regret ever not listening to him or making fun of him.

maybe he’d not react to it right away but oh, the next time the two of you are having sex, he makes sure you will not enjoy it.

and don’t get him wrong, he loves pleasuring you, making you feel good, hell he doesn’t even care about him coming as much as he cares about you coming and enjoying yourself.

but when you’re being a brat and not obeying him, he fucking hates that shit and will make sure you know.

so of course, the size difference and strength difference helps him out a lot on this, folding you and positioning you however he needs at the moment and you end up in a position he knows you don’t like because it hurts and oh, the pressure it makes you feel in your lower tummy is awful.

but he starts fucking you, completely ignoring your little whines and whimpers, grunting and panting softly as he feels how you dig your nails into his arms, shaking but not being able to do anything about it.

“t-toji..” you let out, knowing what he was doing and why he put you into this uncomfortable position, little whimpers leaving you anyway because it still felt good, staring at him with soft fucked out eyes.

“i-it hurts a l-lot..” you whispered, the tip of the male’s cock hitting your cervix multiple times which was so so fucking painful, it bringing tears to your eyes.

“doesn’t feel good, huh.” he hummed coldly, continuing, watching how you began to sob, poor little wet pussy getting pounded hard and deep, legs shaking as they were secured up in the air by the male’s strong shoulders, using you as his little fucktoy.

you shook your head, sniffling as your lower lip trembled, “p-please stop..”

“you think you deserve it?”

and you just let out a few shake breaths, crying under the male, letting out few little “please”’s one after another, hoping he’d have some mercy. (he didn’t)

“i-i’m sorry, da-daddy.. -‘m so-sorry, s-sorry, ‘m sorry.” you babbled out after a few more minutes of the male torturing you just like that, both the pain with a bit of pleasure mixed in making you all out of it, so fucked out, shaking and choking on your own tears as the male eventually gave in, knowing you’ve learned your lesson, stopping and removing you from the uncomfortable position, wrapping you up in his arms.

“what a good little girl.. did better than last time.” he whispered, resting on the bed and letting you rest on top of him, throwing a blanket over the two of you, knowing how much you loved skin to skin contact with him.

“i love you, sweetheart.. you did so good. you know it doesn’t make daddy happy seeing you like this, right?”

he’d reassure you because even though it was supposed to be your punishment, he always wanted to make sure you were okay and weren’t thinking any bad thoughts afterwards and you were so fucking grateful for that.

“i love you too, daddy.. promise i’ll be a good girl now.” you let out quietly, giving him a little tired out smile and oh, he couldn’t help but kissing your cheeks, pulling you closer and gently stroking your hair.

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Older bf! Toji Fushiguro <3

Tojis a dilf in this one too, since you guys love my dilf toji fanfics sm :)

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who scolds you for taking his clothes in his massive closet, but also demands you wear his clothes all the time just because of how cute you look in it.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who loves the sight of coming home after a long day at work, and sees you in one of his large hoodies waiting for him on the couch.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who pays for your college tuition, just because he got jealous when another older male came up to you and offered to pay for you tuition. Not only that, but he demands the best from your campus only for you.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who spoils you, buys you all the best things anyone could wish for, just because you take good care of him and his son. The best girlfriend, and step-mother for his child anyone could ask for. <3

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who cuts your steak, or any big portions of food whenever you go into expensive restaurants.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who has many framed photos of you in his office, continuously rubbing his thumb over your face whenever he misses you.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who provides everything for you. He leaves his black card just so you could treat yourself, on your nightstand.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who gets upset when he notices you don’t use any money out of his black card. You’re his woman, and Toji Fushiguro’s woman deserves the absolute world. So why aren’t you taking it into your advantage?

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Toji <3

Sweetheart, why aren’t you using my card? sent 1:09 pm

You

I don’t need it.. Toji i feel bad, i feel like i’m depending on you too much. :( seen 1:09 pm

Toji <3

Baby. Everything that’s mine is yours, go treat yourself please. You deserve it, i’ll come pick you up inna few n we’re gonna go shopping. seen 1:10 pm

You

I love you so so much, can Megumi come? seen 1:10 pm

Toji <3

Yes. Get him ready if it’s not a problem, i’ll take you both on a family dinner date at the new restaurant in the city. seen 1:11 pm

Toji <3

Also, i love you more.

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Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who isn’t afraid to embarrass any of the college boys who won’t leave his little pretty girlfriend alone.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who has your name tattooed on his waist, and the date you both got together on his bicep.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who can’t help but smile whenever you run up to him, with the biggest grin on your lips. His arms opening up so you can jump into his grasp.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who cuddles you to sleep, he has a large hand around your head and another one around your waist. Somehow, whenever you wake up his hand always manages to be inside your pajamas and in between your thighs..

Later he would explain how he loves to keep his hands warm when he wakes up, which means cupping your heat whilst you sleep. <3

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who has you on his lap, your face buried in his neck and him rubbing your back while you cry. You never forget the soft words he spills into your ears, trying to console you as you spill out your feelings after a stressful day.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who surprises you with many bags of luxurious, and expensive jewelry just before you wake up, just so it could cheer you up after crying.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who kisses your forehead, and makes his way down from your nose, to your lips.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who knows he found the one when he notices how much Megumi loves you more than him. The amount of times Megumi has came running into your arms without hesitation makes Toji question if his son loves your company more than his. But he isn’t complaining.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who carries you to take a bath with him. The feeling of his large hands cleaning you never fails to leave you flustered, especially when nude skin to skin contact is happening.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who always tells you he loves you, and that you will always be his little girl.

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Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who has you in mating press, his forehead against yours as you continue to cry and babble out random shit while his hips slap against yours.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro whose large cock leaves a bulge. The stretch is overwhelming, but Toji’s always there to comb his hands in your hair to calm you down. Whilst leaving soft kisses on your forehead.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who loves cupping your breasts.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who loves when you submit to him. Your begging, and your cries only turns him on even more.

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“Ohh fuck— Daddy’s fucking you real good hm baby?” The older man’s chain hovers over your face , the heat inside you building up as Toji’ cock continues to bully your cervix.

His hands are cupping your ass, giving big squeezes as it’s also pressing you down on your shared large bed. You felt embarrassed, belittled. Then again, the feeling was exciting.

Your silence only makes his grin get bigger. Now one of his hands are removed from your ass, to your cheek. Cupping it lovingly.

“C’mon, y/n sweetheart don’t be like that. Speak to me before i pull out and leave you here with none of my cum inside of you.” He groans, slowing his thrusts. Your eyes widen as you notice the loss of satisfaction beginning to happen as he slows down.

“N-No! Stop, ‘m sorry Toji.. please keep on going. I’ll be good!” Tears of frustration begin flowing into your pretty lil eyes.

Your boyfriend’s a cruel man. A cruel man who yet knows how to make love to you, and at the same time piss you off. But you can’t argue, who are you to argue with the one who manages to give you all the happiness in the world?

Toji buries his head into your neck, biting harshly as he leaves hickeys over the faded ones. You’re sure you felt his smirk from over your skin.

His thrusts begin getting rougher, rougher than before. Suddenly your hands begin wrapping around your boyfriends neck harshly just so your able to keep yourself steady.

“I gotcha’ sweets.” His cock twitches inside of you as your walls tighten around him.

“Fuck. Your so beautiful y/n. I love you ‘s fuckin much.” His hands intertwine with your smaller ones, his hips slapping even faster and rougher against yours.

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Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who never forgets to fill you up with his load.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who has many poloroids of you naked, and messy with his cum.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who jerks off to photos and videos of you when he’s away from home, missing his little family.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro who always praises you for making him feel good, for being his perfect girlfriend, for being the love of his life.

Older bf! Toji Fushiguro whose world only revolves around you.

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Authors note: not proof read

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dilf!toji being your ex bf <3

fluff & angst + making up + cuddling + toji not being able to resist you when you look so fragile + toji forever loving you

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You sent 1:03 am

hey, r u awake?

toji places the cigarette back down on the ashtray, looking at his phone slightly shocked. it’s been months since you and him have had contact, the split up that has happened to your relationship has left a strain in his heart.

why did you text him at this hour? and most importantly, why aren’t you asleep? toji knows how well your sleep schedule usually was.

his friends look at him concerned, the look on toji’s face confusing them even more compared to when he stopped smoking repeatedly just a few seconds ago.

“fushiguro, you good?” satoru questions, patting his friends shoulder as he looks over at his friends phone. he wasn’t able to get a look at the message before toji pulls the phone into a direction that wasn’t able to be seen.

“yeah.. jus’ lemme call someone real quick.” before the rest of his friends could protest, toji is up and walking over to an empty room in the apartment. taking a seat on the bed.

Toji sent 1:09 am

thought i told you to lose my number

now that’s something he wouldn’t text you, he immediately starting regretting sending that message the second you immediately read the message.

you were his sweet little girl. the young woman who he swore he was gonna marry, the one he swore to have kids with.

things were different when he realized how much his life would have an impact on you if you stayed with him.

what’s good about a sweet girl who has a bright future getting with a older man selling illegal substances, that could send him to jail for years and years.

yeah not good at all.

toji knew what’s best for you, and if it meant him not being with you then it was worth it.

because he loved you, and would do physically anything in his power for you to have the best in life.

You sent 1:09 am

i know, i just need someone to talk to rn. i’m sorry

his heart weeps, you still want his comfort even after he has completely broke you, and your relationship with him.

he should be in jail for just breaking you in general.

toji sighs, not knowing how to reply. he wants to comfort you, yet he wants to push you away from his life. push you away from the trouble and the dangers that could happen to you.

he thinks you have given up until you text him 3 minutes later.

You sent 1:12 am

can i call you, please toji?

he couldnt deny it. he just couldnt. his love for you was simply unbreakable even if you weren’t together anymore.

his friends out in the living room are most likely concerned and worried for toji, but that’s the least of his problems. he needs to know if you’re okay, if you’re hurt.

‘incoming call from Toji’

he swears his heart skips a beat when the call goes through.

toji is not one to get nervous. especially with anything in general. but when it came to you, everything comes crashing down. when it comes to you, toji is willing to do anything for you, because you were his girl. his love.

“..hi” your voice is shaky, it seems you’re nervous as well. could he blame you though? this was the first time in months he has actually spoke to you.

“hey.” he replies, hoping you wouldn’t notice the weak tone in his voice as he spoke.

there’s a moment of silence, and soft breathing from your end before toji speaks up.

“are you ok? why’d you call me.”

it’s harsh, his tone is harsh. your eyes begin watering, and you hope he doesn’t notice.

“i-i am just having trouble sleeping, that’s all. ‘wanted your company atleast to calm me down.” your tone has a small strain, as if you were crying for hours before you called him.

it was as if he was able to see your puffy eyes through the screen, he could just imagine it now.

“there’s something else, hm? c’mon tell me, y’know i won’t judge.” especially with you. is what he wanted to say as-well, but he couldn’t get to soft with you now. he couldn’t.

he hears a sniffle from your end, feeling his heart clench once more. as if his heart is dropping to the bottom of his stomach.

“okay.. t-truth is i usually sleep better with you ‘round. but since you’re gone, ‘ts been kinda rough. i just wanted to call you for once, to see if it would help..” you confessed, voice breaking down in between sentences.

toji has an urge to put you down, and hang up. but he couldn’t, how could he resist you? especially after everything he has put you through.

the bracelet on his wrist that has your initials come into his vision. you had made this for him when he was sick, he has never took it off ever since.

“y’want me to come over? not gonna make contact, jus’ gonna be there til you sleep.” he says calmly, he swore he could’ve heard you sigh in relief.

“mhmm, yes please..” you’re still polite, his sweet girl is still sweet around him. that’s what he misses with you.

“alright’ be there in 10. jus know i’m never doin this shit again, kay?” he says harshly, too harsh.

you sniffle again, he could tell your frowning and having tears drop on your phone screen. his heart strings get tugged, and he calms his weeping heart.

he’s hurt you once again.

the call ends before you could say anything else, and he’s out of the bedroom quickly taking his keys. his friends look at him concerned.

“yo, you good?” suguru comments, looking up at his friend who was ready to leave the apartment.

“where you going?” satoru also questions.

toji shakes his head, letting out a deep sigh as he turns to look at his of friends once again.

“gonna be gone for a bit, see ya tomorrow?” he waves them off, and goes out the door before they could reply, or ask anymore questions.

he knows he said he would be at your place by 10 minutes, but he ends up arriving in 5 minutes. quickly at your door step, knocking on the door gently.

just as he predicted, you open the door almost immediately.

when he looks at you, he swears he could break down then and there. on your door step.

your eyes are puffy, you’re wearing his hoodie that he “accidentally” left at your home, and there were dried tear stains on your puffy cheeks.

he wanted to kiss your cheeks badly, and cradle you in his arms. but he resisted.

thats before you crash into his arms, immediately breaking down. hugging him tightly as if he was going to disappear again.

toji breaks, he can’t handle the cold act around you any longer.

“y/n? what’s wrong baby? speak to me..” toji coo’s, his harsh tone disappeared. you automatically feel comfort from his nice tone, something you missed.

there he is, the sweet older boyfriend you have always missed. the man who was your home, your protector, your everything.

“‘missed you s’much toji. miss being with you and megumi, i-i can’t sleep without thinking about how i could’ve been better for you.” you stutter repeatedly.

it was no lie that megumi missed you as well. the boy who is only 3 years old can not go a night without asking where you were, if you were coming back to him without breaking down. because you made the little boy feel loved.

toji’s heart breaks, now he notices how selfish he has been. yes he was protecting you, but he also broke you so much. regret seeps into his body, he wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly.

“‘s not your fault sweets, you were more than enough for me. c’mon, let’s go to bed.” he murmurs, picking you up bridal style and walks towards your bedroom. the door behind him shutting closed.

the photo of you both happily together was still on your night stand, toji’s heart breaks for the millionth time in the past hour.

his side of the bed was cold, as if you never slept on it. that’s because it felt wrong sleeping on that side, knowing it once belonged to him.

you continue crying as you’re placed on the bed, still in toji arms. he’s careful with you, placing kisses on your face and rubbing your body to give you his heat.

“i-i miss you.. s’much.” you repeat, looking up at him for the first time with clear sight. tears drying back on your cheeks.

he gives you a sad smile and kisses both of your cheeks, sticky with tears.

“i miss you more sweetheart, missed my little girl s’much.. ‘l’ll explain everythin to you tomorrow, kay?” he questions, caressing your cold cheek.

the smile you give him is sad, but could easily melt the coldness in his heart.

after you nod he places a kiss on your lips, before pulling you closer, your head on his chest while is head is rested on top of yours.

the night goes by, and your soft snores fill the room. toji’s eyes are still glued onto the photo of you both, looking so happy, so dumb and in love.

he is gonna make that happen again, only for you. he’d figure out everything else soon, his priority was now you.

“i love you, missed you more than anything. baby.” he whispers quietly, placing one last kiss to your temple before drifting off to sleep.

for the first time in months he is able to sleep with no bad feelings, or any nightmares.

that is because you’re by his side, by his side to push away all the bad thoughts. by his side to make him feel loved again.

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Jujutsu Kaisen masterlist

a/n: don’t mind typos pls, it’s like 3:47 am😭😭

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being fucked in a cornmaze on halloween night by someone in a ghostface mask. they taunt and chase you nd don't say a word and you assume it your boyfriend, that's why, even with the fear pounding in your system, you let them, him, pin you down. you let him corner you and among the sound of people laughing and screaming playfully at being jumpscared in the maze, the glow of the lights illuminating the maze and his mask just slightly, you let him fuck you. he's rougher then you're used to, and it excites you, you think fucking finally, as you're fucked into the dirt, thrilled and afraid when there's a knife at your throat all the sudden, eyes rolling back as you clench and cream around their cock. you're a little confused when they keep the silent act up, dipping their head at you as they slink off, leaving you with his cum dripping out of you, your clothes and demeanor a mess. when you manage to clean yourself up you wander a couple feet, only to stumble into your boyfriends arms.

he isn't wearing the ghostface mask. not the same clothes either. you feel your blood run cold as he smiles at you n ask where the hell you ran off to, he was looking for you. you can only smile shakily and hug your boyfriend, startling when you see him. the guy in the mask. you stare at eachother, you over your boyfriends shoulder, as you feel his cum still trickling out of you, warm.

when he lifts the mask, his floppy hair sticking to his forhead with sweat, his lips twitch nd he raises one finger to his lips in a 'sh' motion, before he dissappears again.

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embarrassing but hot fact abt izuku is that he absolutely straddles his bed and cups his fists together to make a makeshift pocketpussy and fucks into himself, moaning and going absolutely stupid as he imagines its your soft fluttering cunt around him. all because you sneered and called me 'stupid deku' in the halls earlier.

maybe even talks to himself, lost in the fantasy "you're so mean, you're so mean to me. why don't you shut up and take my cock, h-huh? not so tough now, are you? fucking take it. oh, god. milk my cock baby, yeah, yeah, yeah"

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no because i’ve been finking about bouncing up n down on dilf izuku ‘til he’s the one that’s stupid… gripping your hips and babbling incoherent shit about giving you some more of his babies,, making you a mommy,,, he’s falling in love n you’re just tryin to get a nut in 💔

maneater y/n being a certified dilf fucker and expertly taking what she needs from poor ol izuku 🥺🥺 he's practically helpless to stop her when she runs those manicured nails down his chest and slightly pudgy belly from his growing dad bod, giggling like a proper little minx as she bats her eyes and tella him how strong and cool he is, "if you were my daddy I probably wouldn't be such a troublemaker, you know? you're so good with your kids, what a good daddy should be. and you look so handsome! you should really let me show...my appreciation" seeing the way your words make his eyes glaze over, reverted back to a fumbling virgin mindset as he dumbly lets you drag him to his couch.

gapes and flushes as you strip and straddle him, grinning sweetly with little hearts in your eyes as you tug his cock out, feel the girth of it in your hands, rub the leaky tip along your folds. you live for the way he shudders and shakes and moans wantonly as you sink down over him, the way he looks like hes out of breath and gasping when you coo about how fat his cock is, how good it makes you feel mixing up your insides as you bounce in his lap, digging your nails into his shoulders.

you're practically feral with it, rutting and bucking on top of him like you own him, slamming your hips down and making his balls slap against your ass everytime you drop. he can do little more than grip your hips and hold on for dear life as you deliver the best fuck of his life. no ones ever worked his dick over this well before and he's sure to let you know, babbling how sweet and soft and warm you feel. how he hasn't had a warm pussy to cum in for years.

sobs on a breath when you squeal giddly and moan "cum in me, cum in me. give it, give it" you're not asking and he's nodding wordlessly like a bobblehead. his aching heavy balls already pulling up tight as he unloads into you. has stars in his eyes as he looks up at you with reverence as your little cunt milks every. last. drop.

your eyes are crossed as his milky hot cum splashes and fills you up, leaking around your pussy lips spread widley around his cock and sliding down his balls and your thighs. you sigh contentedly as he breathlessly drops his head forward into your chest and wraps his arms around you, shuddering from what had to be an intense orgasm for him. his biggest in awhile. there's so much cum. you know it'll make a disgusting sloshing sound when you pull off, and that makes you flutter.

dilfs really are addicting.

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using the stuffed teddy bear big bro!izuku won you at a fair to masturbate with. humping your little clit against it and imagining you're on dekus lap, his big thighs bouncing under your needy cunt and his cock rubbing and kissin' between your sticky folds. whimperin his name as you beg for him to let you cum as you grind the teddy hard against your pussy, rutting against it. thinking of how strong and big he is, how protective your big brother is over his little sister. how he'd service and please your needy princess cunt with all his attention because he adores you, wouldn't deny you anything. but you can't ask for it, aren't brave enough to ask him to touch you just yet, so you'll have to settle for this.

absolutely blushing the next day when he comes into your room and teases you for loving the bear so much. "you really love this thing, huh? I can get you a different one"

"its okay, izu. that ones my favorite."

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heart eyes, thinking ab big ol pro hero deku using you to cum n relieve all that stress he carries in his shoulders, and leaving you high n dry ‘cause you wanted to be mean earlier <3 want him to use me 😵‍💫🥴

your back hitting the mattress of your bed in your dorm. blinking up at izuku with confusion and alot of hunger as he grabs your ankle to drag you forward, looking down at you with intent "izuku-"

he nods to your legs "want me to leave?" he asks, voice low and you know this is his last mercy towards you, so you take a big breath aand shake your head, spreading your thighs for him in submission, fingers coming down to hold your panties to the side for him.

"don't talk" he tells you and then he's shoving down his sweats, his heavy cock springing free in one motion, and then he's falling over you, caging you in, the head of his cock sliding through your slick folds. It finds your little hole, notches against it and then he's pushing in, in, in. your eyes immediately roll back as you cling to his broad shoulders.

he grunts when the snug fit of your cunt drags him all inside, your walls hugging him. "this" he says, slowly dragging his cock out, "is for me" he lets the tip rub against your entrance again before shoving inside in another smooth glide, making you whimper. "don't you dare fucking cum. keep those panties to the side and shut up"

you gasp as izuku begins to properly fuck you. his thrusts are heavy and hard, his fat balls slapping against your ass with every inward stroke. he's using you, you know. you've pushed him when he'd already been pent up and now he was pounding your little cunt like it was nothing more then a fleshlight, taking his pleasure from your fleshy wet walls sucking and milking his cock while he didn't even bother to pay attention to your hungry clit.

his pelvis abused it with every pound into your little hole, but that was it. you sobbed but didn't speak, not wanting to piss him off further by speaking, your legs wrapping around him and squeezing his waist desperately. you hoped he'd let you cum. he always did, even at his maddest.

but he just took and took and took, your bed shaking and shoving up every few inches. his jaw worked and his gaze lazered to wear your pussy was spread and wide, taking his cock into you over and over. "gonna cum." he grunts, his flexing into yours harder. "gonna fill my little pocket pussy up. fuck- milk me. milk my cock if ever wanna cum again you bitch, uh-"

you whimper and open your mouth, your little "izu.." cut off when his eyes flare and he fits a hand over your mouth, shutting you up as he pounds your cunt, pace stuttering as he gets close. "shut up" he seethes through his teeth, and then his eyes roll back as his balls tighten and seaze, twitching as he cums. "god that's good." he groans, hips rolling as he pumps you full, hot spurts of his milky cum splashing inside you. "this is what you're good for- fuck- this is what you deserve"

when he pulls you, a sticky stream of his cum flows out of you. he looks at your throbbing clit once, and then steps away, pulling up his sweats casually. you whine "izuku please- you can't- im sorry, please"

"I believe you" he fixes his hair. "I just dont care."

that statement is enough to stun you silent, watching him leave your room with a pout and a throbbing ruined pussy. he stops at your door and looks back at you. he drums his fingers. "don't touch yourself"

"that's no fair-"

"i don't want you to" he cuts you off, pinning you with his stare. "if you want your nice izuku back, you won't touch your pussy till' i say. I'll know if you do"

and then he's gone.

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Pls talk about how you would homewreck izuku and ochako I beg of thee, I literally daydream about it

mm the part i like about it is izuku doesn't have any malice behind it :((( he genuinely just cant stop fucking you behind ochakos back. hes weak to you, maybe its a quirk you have maybe its not, there's something about your cunt....he just can't stop fucking it no matter how hard he tries. the best he can do to be a good boyfriend still, because he genuinely still wants to be, is to keep it hidden. he can't bring himself to stop, but in his eyes, if he can keep it under her radar, then maybe everyone can be happy. hes deluded, of course. he's already too far gone, you just need to help him see that! you dont feel like sharing anymore...

you orchestrate it. find the perfect time to seduce izuku and push all his right buttons, when you know ochako will be coming by. the vision that greets her of her sweet boyfriend who wont so much as spit in her mouth, pounding your tight little cunt into their shared bed, is enough to shock her immobile. trembling hands coming to cup over her mouth as you lock your ankles right around izukus waist; the move that always turns his functioning brain into mush. when he notices her there, then, its too late. he'd like to think if this ever happened he'd scramble off you, run to ochako and beg for forgiveness. he'd like to think he'd promise to turn you away and never see you again if it meant keeping her in his life. he'd like to think maybe, as shitty as it is, he could somehow blame you for having a seducing quirk or something.

he'd like to think. he'd like too. but none of that happens.

tears overflow and spill down his red cheeks as he looks at ochako helplessly and- doesn't stop moving. both of them starting at eachother, her gaze slowly crumbling more when he doesn't stop. "I-izu?" her soft striken voice, pleads. and you flutter your cunt around his cock and that has izuku moaning, breaking eye contact with her and burrying his head into your neck, his hair damp with the sweat of fucking you. you sigh happily, and izuku whines out "m'sorry. m'so sorry. i c-cant stop it, i cant" over and over he babbles as he ruts into your warm hole again and again.

"stop it.." you can barely here her voice over the sounds of sex filling the room, over the wet sounds of izukus cock plunging into you. but you do hear, and you stroke izukus hair almost soothingly as you purr, "dont stop, baby. s'okay now. its all over. you can cum in me and it'll all be over"

Ochako is shaking her head frantically but izuku is already so wrapped up in you its like hes forgotten her already, even when you haven't. he pulls back to stare down at you, sniffling "i can cum in you?" he asks, wide eyed. "give me a baby izu, then we can be together. dont you want that?"

"no!" once again ochako is ignored as your statement seems to send izuku into a frenzy. he folds your legs up and his eyes roll back in bliss as he starts fucking you hard and deep, his balls slapping loudly against your soaked cunt.

you're delirious with the knowledge that hes completely forgotten ochako is even there, shes sobbing and sinking to her knees, unable to look away from the carcrash in front of her as you're fucked open on her soon to be ex boyfriends cock.

"wanna cum in you" he babbles frantically. "always wanted to. fuck, fuck fuck. m'gonna knock you up- uhhh, hh, g-gonna pump you full-"

"what about your girlfriend?" you pant out, just to put the final nail in the coffin. you're so close to coming.

and izuku, pussydrunk, and on the edge of filling the tightest hole hes ever felt, blinks and goes "w-who? baby, oh fuck" right before he cums. filling you all the way up.

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i cannot fucking breathe izu beats my strength kink silly. the way he’s so big but still so sweet n unassuming in the face? it just adds six different layers to how good it feels when he can’t help but she’s that good boy complex n be a little selfish, manhandle your knees apart and fill you up so so good, until your eyes are rolling back and your toes are curling. until your pressing at his tummy and begging him to sl-slow down a little.

he’s so strong n his shoulders are broad. n he lets you climb him like a jungle gym. gives you piggy backs and tries to ignore how soft you feel smushing into his back 🥺

hhh and he enjoys it. likes the shocked little look on your face when he slams his hips into yours and you feel the force of it spread across your pelvis. likes the sharp gasp you make when he flips you around. likes how you cling to him for dear life, begging—izu, izu, izu to fill you up with cum :(( he makes my strength go fucking crazy i hate him

worms in my brain only for this man oh my god. the good-boy complex is hurting me deep in my chest literally because izuku is self-aware of it, even if he pretend he isn’t/ he knows what he looks like, knows that when he blushes and scratches his neck sheepishly - you’re thinking about all the ways you can knock him around a little. he’ll let you - that’s what heroes do. if you wanna play games with him, go right ahead. he’ll laugh and smile and play along. he can be whatever you want. 

it makes it so much sweeter though. when you go at it for the first time maybe and you expect him to be a fumbling virgin. it’s your fault for assuming, isn’t it? after all it’s pro-hero deku - literally number one, the strongest of the strong. the unbeatable. if you think you’re enough to knock him down you’ll to try harder. if you think you’ll be able to run away from his mouth on your clit, broad shoulders knocking your knees apart with his hands interlocked with yours - you’re gonna have to hope n pray he feels mercy on ur pretty lil pussy 

he loves the way you look when finally gives into his desires. honestly - the manhandling is half on accident. the slow, deep strokes of his cock - as he hugs you to his frame, drunk on the softness of your skin n how sweet you smell. he’s blubbering an apology and a thank - something in between that. you’re wrapped up enough in the feeling that you’re not sure he can hear your little gasps. just hears his name and loses sight over everything else. 

and you can’t get through to him - think maybe it’s a punishment for all the teasing, the way he holds your frame up and whispers sweetly and fucks you so hard there’s little indents from your bedframe. your inside feel so stretched and his dick is all the way up to your throat  - cant’ breathe cause he’s pinning you in place like a butterfly in a plastic frame. you’ll just have to stay wherever he puts you - sweet thing. he’s a lil tired of playing hero. 

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Smut/ NSFW +18 - minors DNI !

Dark content ahead !

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Toji would press his hands on your stomach when he's balls deep in you. He keeps pressing his palm on your womb as he accelerates his thrusts til you feel your bladder crushing with pleasure.

"You like that? Ohhh fuck yeah...I'm so deep I'll destroy your tiny uterus.." Toji says as he tightens his embrace on your smaller body.

"Tojii.. oh god.. hug me" you whisper to him out of breath as he almost suffocates you with his rock hard biceps wrapped around your neck.

"you'll squirt on this cock till you pass out, princess." He groans and bites your earlobe, fevereshly breaking your back..