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beneathstarryskies · 1 year

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Coming home to find you sleeping (feat. Nanami, Gojo, Geto)

Warnings: fem!reader, smut, slight somnophilia, toxic/yandere themes, fingering

Nanami is never one to work longer than he absolutely has to. Although, sometimes overtime simply can’t be avoided.

He will always text you to let you know when he’s gonna be coming in late, and to his delight, you usually always motivate him to finish up quickly with a sexy picture or a flirtatious text.

Sometimes, though, he runs just a little too late. When he comes in the door, the apartment is dark. He’s greeted in the bedroom by your sleeping form, but how is he going to get a good night’s sleep when he still has that adrenaline pumping in his veins?

Nanami tried to ease his racing thoughts and trembling hands by taking a long, hot shower. He’s not usually one to jerk off, but he even rubbed one out just to see if he’d relax a little bit. However, as he steps out of the shower he’s still wide awake. The dark circles under his eyes would tell a different story, but that’s the effect of the adrenaline still running through him from battling a curse. He dries off before wrapping the towel around his waist and padding into the bedroom.

The sound of the shower running had woken you up. You were trying to stay awake to greet him, but you’d fallen into a light sleep. When Nanami walks into the bedroom, he’s surprised to see you sitting up in the bed. You’re rubbing your sleepy eyes, but a sweet smile stretches over your mouth when you see him.

“Nanami,” you coo softly. “I missed you.”

“Hm, you saw me this morning, darling,” he teases softly before sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Still missed you,” you whisper as you lean against him. Your arms wrap around his slim waist. It takes no time for goosebumps to rise on his skin when you start pressing soft kisses on his shoulder, moving in slowly for his neck. Your hand slowly moves along his abdomen. Then, your teeth scrape against that sensitive spot on his neck you know drives him fucking crazy. He shudders with delight and tightens his grip on you.

“Be careful, darling. You might not be able to handle this in your sleepy state,” there it is again, that soft teasing that’s only vaguely covering his guilt at waking you.

“What? You mean this?” you punctate the question by cupping his cock through the towel, giving the shaft a gentle squeeze. He’s already half hard just from your affection, and he grunts as you keep teasing him through the towel.

“Yes,” a pleasured sigh falls from his lips. “That’s exactly what I meant.”

You pull the towel loose from around his waist so you can wrap your hand around his cock, relishing in the moan that falls from his lips when you start stroking him. His head rests on top of yours and his eyes flutter closed as he enjoys the sensation of your soft hand jerking him off. His breaths become heavy, ragged pants.

“I waited for you all night, baby,” you whisper softly.

He begins to remind you he hadn’t asked you to do that, but he doesn’t want to soil your sweet gesture. He wishes he’d made it home earlier. By now he’d have you fucked into a peaceful sleep instead of just getting started if he’d been home at his usual time.

“Such a needy little thing,” he chuckles before pushing your hand away from his cock. You’re about to protest when he pushes you onto your back. His big hands drag against your thighs before spreading them to tease you through your panties. “I suppose we’ll have to make up for lost time, hm?”

Gojo comes and goes at all hours due to his status of being the strongest. Sometimes he even has to leave the country suddenly, and you’ll only find out through a hastily sent text.

Despite this, his favorite part of the day is coming home to you. Even if you’re asleep by the time he comes home.

Gojo does not make quiet entrances. It doesn’t matter how early in the morning or late at night it is by the time he gets home. He tends to run on very little sleep, and it doesn’t occur to him that you don’t function that way.

“Honey, I’m home!” Gojo’s voice echoes through the apartment. Even though the sun is starting to rise and he’s just now walked through the door, there’s still a pang of disappointment when he gets nothing in response. He pouts to himself before walking to the bedroom. There you are, sleeping so peacefully. Only turning over when the morning sun peaks through the blinds into your eyes. He watches as you fall back to sleep so easily.

“Lemme try again,” he says to himself. “HONEY! I AM HOME!”

“Sleeping,” you answer with ample annoyance dripping out of that one word.

“Oh? Are you?” he feigns innocence.

You try to ignore the sound of him kicking off his shoes and hastily tugging his clothes off. You pull the covers over your head, willing yourself to fall back to sleep. You’ll make it up to him when you wake up later, you tell yourself. Then, you feel his weight shift the mattress as he knees settle on either side of your legs. A pitiful whine leaves your lips when he pries the blanket away from your head, then past your shoulders. You try to fight it, but he easily pulls them from your grasp.

“Just a little long, ‘toru,” you plead.

“No,” he says as he leans over you to kiss your shoulder. “Need you now.”

His voice is suddenly deeper and raspier. You know that voice. He’s dead set on getting his way now. He gently rolls you onto your back, amused by the sleepiness of your eyes staring up at him and that cute little frown on your lips. He adores you more than he thought he’d ever adore anyone. Even in moments like this when you’re being a sleepy little brat, he can’t get enough.

“Come on, baby. I missed you,” his fingers trail down from your chin to your chest. He teases your nipples through your shirt. “Didn’t you miss me?”

“Of course I did, baby,” you whine. “I’m just so sleepy.”

“Just relax,” he kisses you passionately before kissing down your neck. His hands cup your tits and he starts kneading them gently. “I’ll take care of everything.”

You hum softly, growing weaker to his touch now. He caresses your sides then pushes your pajama shorts down. He has to adjust his position so he can spread your thighs. He’s amused to find your little panties damp despite your little protests.

Geto had been very open with you about his hectic schedule. Often he’d have no idea when he’d be able to make it home.

Once you moved in with him, he’d set a rule not to ever go to bed without him. It was a silly rule, in your mind. After all, you have to sleep sometime.

You tried to abide by this rule though, and it wasn’t really difficult. Most times you couldn’t even fall asleep without him there with you. Despite his hectic life, he did try to maintain coming home around the same time anyway. However, sometimes you struggled to wait up for him.

Geto opens the door to the apartment. Right away the silence strikes him. Usually, you’re always greeting him so sweetly as soon as he walks through the door. More often than not, you’d be throwing yourself in his arms and kissing him so sweetly. He decides perhaps you’ve not heard him, or maybe you’re waiting for him in the bedroom with a little surprise. His cock twitches just with the thought of that. However, there are no clues to such a fantasy as he moves through the apartment.

“Sweetheart?” he calls out to no response.

Finally, he pushes the bedroom door open. You’ve curled up on top of the covers, and you’re sleeping deeply. You’re illuminated by the light of the television, now with a prompt asking if you’re still watching that he can only guess has been pulled up for hours. The remote to the television has slipped out of your hand onto the mattress, but your fingers are still curled.

“Sleeping, are we?” he mutters to himself. It wasn’t even very late, and that’s what makes him the most frustrated. He’d made it a point to be home early to spend time with you.

You were wearing one of his black shirts, and as he sits on the bed beside you he pushes it up. He’s delighted to find you’re not wearing anything else. His hand soothes over your ass before going between your thighs. You stir softly as he rubs your folds. A sleepy moan falls from you when he teases your clit. He pulls his hand away to lick his fingers, and he uses the wetness to push one finger into your little hole. Your walls clench around the digit, but you still only stir a bit. He starts thrusting it in and out slowly, feeling you grow wet from the stimulation.

“Naughty girl,” he growls. Then, he adds a second finger.

“Suguru,” you whine in your sleep and wiggle your hips closer to the source of that sweet sensation filling your core. With his free hand, he pushes the shirt you’re wearing up even more to reveal your tits. He starts tugging on one of your nipples while he’s still fingering your pussy. You whine his name again, and finally he sees your eyes open. You try to move, but he’s quickly pinning you down.

“Suguru! You’re home,” you squeal happily, but then you see the sternness in his eyes.

“I certainly am,” he says. “And what were you doing, sweetheart?”

Your eyes widen, and as soon as you open your mouth to answer he curls his fingers against your sweet spot. Your words fall out in a desperate whine. Your hips buck against his hand.

“I was just-”

“Sleeping, without me,” he answers for you. “Now, I think I’ll have to keep you up all night.”

#jjk x reader #geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #🌟written in the stars

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elvesbyheart · 2 months

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just imagine having him on your lap,, fingering him while his legs were spread. why?

u don't know. both of u just hate each other so much.

" hngh-~ " he would moan out. tears of pleasure rolling down, embarrassing himself. " f'- asshole- " he'd mumble between his moans,it was so cute you just wanna make him cry even more.

" ah..but who's the one crying here,slut. " watching him squim while you fuck his stretched hole.

" mmf~! ah~-! " you'd hear him yell. getting your finger deeper.

" c'mon~ just admit that you like this and I'll give u what you really want..~ "

wriothesley,gojo,blade,jingyuan,your faves<3

#genshin impact #star rail #dom reader #blade honkai #hsr blade #hsr smut #hsr x reader #genshin smut #genshin fanfic #bottom wriothesley #sub wriothesley #sub megumi fushiguro #bottom megumi fushiguro #bottom gojo #sub gojo satoru #sub blade #bottom blade

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angelcent · 20 days

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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

satoru likes to cup your face with his large hands when you kiss, tilting your head up just a bit to reach his height better. making out with someone so tall makes your neck ache, so he often bends his knees a little to make it easier for you. laughing into the kiss over little embarrassing noises is common with satoru, there's never a dull moment with him. he likes to nibble and suck on your lower lip and goes crazy when you bite down and tug on his. you know that your kissing is becoming something more when his hands squeeze the back of your thighs and you're easily lifted—your legs wrapping around his sides and arms around his neck. satoru sprinkles noisy little pecks in between deeper kisses while holding you. practically purrs when you scratch at the short hair of his undercut. kissing him is sweet, intimate, and makes you feel like the stars in his vast endless skies.

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

places his hands over your waist and lower back, pulling you closer to his chest. he kisses a little slower, too. humming low as he slips his tongue inside your mouth. he's sensual without being aggressive or rushed, suguru takes his time while kissing you. he worships you every single time—completely devoted to making you understand how much he loves having you. suguru murmurs sweet nothings into your skin as he kisses down your jaw, nuzzling into your neck and inhaling your scent that drives him wild.

𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐓𝐀 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

soft and passionate. kissing yuuta feels like laying back in a bed of flowers under warm sunlight and feeling the gentle breeze over your skin. he treasures you and shows it with his kisses. yuuta gently cradles your jaw, smiling into the kiss when you raise yourself on your toes to meet his height. things can get a little messy with yuuta—he adores you so so much that he can't help but get a little carried away sometimes. he'll pull away, breathless, a line of spit connecting your lips as he mumbles an apology that doesn't sound sorry at all.

note. reupload from an old anon ask: hi azul!! i've got a question for you — how's making out with gojo or geto? or even yuuta! <3

#starring: satoru gojo #starring: yuuta okkotsu #starring: suguru geto #gojo x reader #geto x reader #yuuta x reader #yuta x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #geto x y/n #geto x you #yuuta x you #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk smut #gojo smut

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bluelockmaniac · 14 days

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SLEEP WITH, MARRY, KILL

⤷ ⋮ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ⋮

౨ৎ how to play: 1. there will be three characters (multifandom). simply choose one you'd want to sleep with, one you'd want to marry, and one you'd... well, kill. 2. each character will have a comment based on your decision, read it!

ೀ warning: characters may have some harsh or suggestive replies, so proceed with caution !

౨ৎ characters from the following fandoms: BLUE LOCK, genshin impact, honkai star rail, JJK

1. 彡 who would you sleep with, marry, kill?

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to sleep with him

𝐃𝐑. 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎: "oh? you want to sleep with me? i'm afraid i'd rather watch paint dry."

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀: "haha! not surprised. i'll make it worth your while, y/n."

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈: "y/n, i believe it is best to refrain from such... engagements. i must respectfully decline."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to marry him

𝐃𝐑. 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎: "hm, i can hardly contain my enthusiasm. it seems you've also been infected by the disease named stupidity." (translation: "i'll consider it,")

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀: "what's the hurry? just kidding, this seems like the beginning of our grand adventure, my love."

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈: "...what? y/n, marriage is a serious commitment... it requires careful consideration— i apologize, i seem to have forgotten this was a game."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to kill him

𝐃𝐑. 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎: "you know y/n, sometimes it's better to keep your lips sealed and give the impression that you're stupid, rather than to open your mouth and remove all the doubt they might have had?"

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀: "damn it, y/nnn! so easy to love yet so hard to hate..."

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈: "...i won't hold it against you."

2. 彡 who would you sleep with, marry, kill?

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to sleep with him

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄: "eww... but i suppose i could lower my standards for one night..."

𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄: "oho? fascinating. we can use each other for tonight, just make sure you don't disappoint me, friend."

𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑: "fine, but only because i pity you. it's the closest you'll ever get to perfection, anyway."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to marry him

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄: "w-what? me, marry you? pathetic..."

𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄: "love is a gamble, but with you it seems like it's a guaranteed win..."

𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑: "Marry me? That's laughable— and what makes you so special, hm?"

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to kill him

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄: "i'd like to see you try, you insignificant... human."

𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄: "hmm, y/n, i didn't know you were one to pull risky moves. i'll let fate decide my outcome, let's see if luck is on my side."

𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑: "tch, likewise."

3. 彡 who would you sleep with, marry, kill?

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to sleep with him

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎: "hell yeah, i love sleepovers! i'll bring suguru and shoko— wait whaaat?"

𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄: "...my apologies. while i am honoured by your proposal, i must politely decline as it is not my intention to take advantage of your precious body."

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋: "y'wanna fuck? no need t'ask twice, pretty thing."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to marry him

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎: "haha, of course. after all, the question is: who wouldn't choose to marry me?"

𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄: "it would be a privilege to marry you, y/n... but perhaps we should start slow and take it one step at a time."

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋: "say less, darlin'. i'll give ya the best life y'could ask for."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to kill him

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎: "haha! not if i kill you first! :)"

𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄: "ah, i apologize. it's raining again in fontaine."

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋: "mm' pretty, don't know what i did but, y'know what they say? hate sex is the best sex." (a/n: sorry)

4. 彡 who would you sleep with, marry, kill?

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to sleep with him

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘: "oh? guess i've got a different purpose for using my handcuffs now."

𝐒𝐀𝐄: "yuck... whoever is willing to sleep with you is just too lazy to jerk off..." (ouch)

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈: "hmm? how much are ya willing to pay?"

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to marry him

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘: "...let us sit down and discuss this, perhaps over a cup of tea."

𝐒𝐀𝐄: "ugh... i have no interest in someone as lukewarm as you. i have better things to do than waste my time with you."

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈: "pftt, nah."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to kill him

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘: "careful now, y/n. i won't be able to reduce your prison sentence if you were to commit murder."

𝐒𝐀𝐄: "i don't give a shit. this game is such a waste of my time."

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈: "oh, are you flirting with me?"

5. 彡 who would you sleep with, marry, kill?

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to sleep with him

𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇: "well i certainly am looking forward to decorating you with love bites... you'll look like a gorgeous piece of art by the time i'm done with you."

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎: "uhh... like innocently sleeping beside each other or— oh. fuck yes, come here."

𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌: "i'll consider it if it's a one-time thing, but later... this book is quite intriguing."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to marry him

𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇: "seriously? there is no time to waste then. i'll build us the grandest mansion ever known in sumeru!"

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎: "you... what? but i guess the idea of having a family with you does sound exciting..."

𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌: "i apologize, but getting married seems like a hassle. i'd rather live a comfortable life on my own."

⤑ what he'd say if you chose to kill him

𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇: "mhmm, such a pretty liar."

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎: "don't say that. shut up and kiss me."

𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌: "well, what can i say? you're as smart as you look."

★ 𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 . . .

★彡 feel free to share the characters you chose in the comments ! ⤷ the artists for the fanarts used are credited in image desc ! ⤷ reblogs, comments, and likes appreciated !

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huiyi07 · 7 months

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what. is. happening

#percy jackson #jjk #gojo satoru #pjo tv #1989 taylor's version #taylor swift #the hunger games #ballad of songbirds and snakes #hunger games #bsd #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #soukoku #star wars #JJK SPOILERS #BRUH SORRY TO ALL THE JJK FANS WHO I APPARENTLY GAVE SPOILERS TO #MY BAD #❗️JJK SPOILERS❗️

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yuikira · 2 months

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Meanie.ᐟ

Mean!men who want you on all fours and in their favorite lingerie after coming back from work.

Mean!men who are the biggest tease, taking their sweet sweet time to open their package (a.k.a you) and relish the sweet sweet taste.

Mean!men who love to put you on all fours and spank your cutesy little butt until it's red.

Mean!men who claim that it'll fit. And if it won't, they'll make it fit.

Mean!men who do not care if you feel torn apart from their gigantic cock, they know their baby can take it.

Mean!men who pull out at the very last moment and cum on your stomach, when you (desperately) wanted him to breed you full tonight.

Mean!men who coo and laugh at their whining baby, assuring them that they gotta be patient and will get what they want in due time.

"Awww baby are those tears? You cryin' for me, pretty girl?" he coos at your desperate state, tied up and tears flooding down your eyes. You just wanted to play with him for a little bit, but how did it and up like this?

"Shhh love.... you'll get what you want in due time.." he mumurs, wiping off the fat tears off your face and kissing the bridge of your nose. Your trembling beneath him, deprived of 4 orgasms non stop and holding a vibrator to your clit while tears stream down your face was such an exquisite sight to behold. Perhaps you wouldn't mind if it went on for a little longer like this.

-gojo Satoru, geto Suguru, Kaeya, Childe, Ayato, Aventurine, Sunday, CHAMBER CHAMBER CHAMBER, Yoru + your favs.

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toorurs · 1 month

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he's a mona lisa, everyones lining up to see him. there must be something about his features - you find his beauty goes much deeper once you get to meet him. he’s a person of the public, it's not uncommon for fans and cameras to follow him wherever he goes. they take pictures of him caught off guard or surprised, claiming that this new side of him is so cute and that he's as handsome as ever. but you - and only you, can confirm that there are many more hidden sides of him to see. sides that’ll always be unknown to the public, but are fully displayed to you. if they’d get to see him like this, the early morning light shining upon his fair skin and making his hair look like it's glowing - they’d know that this is true beauty.

REO MIKAGE, rafayel, michael kaiser, aventurine, SATORU GOJO, marius von hagen, ATSUMU MIYA, TORU OIKAWA + your favs

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nyyrami · 27 days

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WHEN THEY HAVE A NIGHTMARE . . . synopsis. sleep was meant to be a break from the terrors of the normal day world. but even sleep is not escape for your lover and nightmares plague the crevices of their mind…

tags. satoru gojo x reader, nanami kento x reader, toji fushiguro x reader. angst. hurt/comfort. nightmares. mentions of wounds and battles.death duh.

a/n. i love this trope sm i genuinely don’t know why lol. if you enjoyed a like or reblog would greatly be appreciated ty <3 dk why gojos one is so long, sorry I got carried away with it… this is not proofread so don’t come for me sfter spelling errors this was rotting in my drafts.

GOJO SATORU was no stranger to nightmares. as much as he would like to say he was unaffected by his battles. he was human at the end of the day and like a human he would suffer trauma from it. it was only when he’d met you and he first slept in the same bed as you that the nightmares ceased. wrapped in your warm, soft arms. it was as if he were being protected by some unknown force and the horrid dreams were driven away. but they were never gone always and some days his mind would recollect what occurred during the day—or even what happened years ago…

‘‘—suguru, stop—wait.’’

satoru runs through the crowd pushing past mindless civilians. they all have the same look on their face. that they have somewhere to be, and that this pesky boy pushing them was dreadfully annoying. he wouldn’t have cared. only that suguru wore the same face as them. he doesn’t know why he ran after his criminal friend. maybe he wanted an answer? or a reason on why he would leave behind everything. leave him, Y/N, shoko. he couldn’t fathom a reason on why he would do such a heinous crime—

‘‘what satoru? what’s done is done, we can’t turn back time and change it. im done trying to.’’

the world fades to black like spilled ink on parchment, his dear friend with it but sugurus purple eyes remain. a stark light in the darkness he can only hope to hold on to. but like sand it slips through his fingers and away and he curses. at himself or suguru? he doesn’t know. only that he wishes he were so much stronger. he knows he will never be.

satoru is somewhere else again. this time a familiar alley. the sun is setting the distance casting a beautiful glow. satoru has grown. he is no longer the boy he was years ago. he’s a man now and he has a family. one he can call his own and cherish and love. but now looking at the person sitting infront of him, he doesn’t feel like a man.

suguru sits on the alley flaw, clutching his now lost arm. blood is everywhere. his robe is torn to shreds leaving his chest bare and exposed but satoru can care less about that now. now he’s focused on his dying friend who he wishes to say a million things to but he doesn’t know where to start.

should he tell him he’s now married? that he’s so happy now? that he misses him? that he wishes he could come back? satoru cant bring himself to say anything.

‘‘…at least curse me a little at the end..’’ his purple eyes are twinkling in the low light and satoru realises he’s never realised how beautiful sugurus eyes were until now. how ironic in that moment he remembers you commenting on them one summer evening. saying how they were prettier than even gojos blue eyes. how they speak a million things in no words. the world slips away and all turns white for a split moment and satoru is suspended in time. he is everywhere and nowhere.

he is seeing all his memories at once rushing past him like birds in flight. he wishes to hold onto the good ones but they escape his reach.

soon he is another place again. this time it is unfamiliar. he sees you. standing in a train station, your back is turned to him but satoru can sense something is wrong. he could sense your problems a mile away no matter how hard you try to hide them. he calls your name and you turn.

slowly but surely you look at him and your eyes widen, arm stretching out to touch him. to feel him. he walks toward you, like a magnet. a bang echoed a throughout the quiet hall and it takes him so long to realise the bang is from you.

it happens so quickly satoru doesn’t even react in time. he stand frozen in his step arms reaching out to touch your saying figure, but the light has gone out in your eyes for some reason and your looking at him but your aren’t.

you fall to the ground with a loud thud and you can’t help but remind satoru of a dead body. he hopes you aren’t one but the hole in the back of your head suggests otherwise. your fingers twitch for a second and satoru holds onto the hope that you may well still be alive but it dies with you too.

he cries out, screaming your name to no avail. shaking your shoulders in an attempt to wake you up from your sleep. ‘‘—‘toru.’’ satoru is blinded by grief, his blindfold off and his blue eyes out he takes in the world with hyper awareness but it does nothing but reaffirm that your—

‘‘satoru—’’

satoru is shooting up. the covers of his bed falling to his waist revealing his bare chest to the cold but he couldn’t care less. his body is trembling and for the first time in what seems to be forever, he’s scared—

‘‘satoru, darling—its okay, I’m here.’’ yes you are. you are untouched snd unhurt. satorus six eyes confirms but the lingering feeling of believing you were dead haunts him. your arms are around him in seconds, his head now laying on your chest.

for the next few minutes, for the first in time in what seems to be forever, satoru cries. his arms wrapping around your waist he digs his head deeper into your chest, his grip turning hard but you couldn’t care less. your attention was on your husband.

for a few minutes you sit there. satoru relying on your heartbeat to keep him calm, he slowly regains his composure but the dull tremble in his limbs is still there and no matter how much he tries to breathe in and out it remains. you rub soothing circles into his back and he looks up at you from where he lays, you finally see the whites of his eyeballs have gone red from crying and the blue seems to be shining even more than usual.

‘‘’toru. wanna talk about it?’’ he shakes his head. later. you would speak about it later when he was more comfortable but now he would rest. after what happened it seems the energy has finally left his body and he yawns. despite what had just happened you can’t help but find your lover cute. sliding back under the covers, he once again wraps his arms around you. this time entangling his legs with yours. his feet are dreadfully cold. ‘‘i love you, satoru.’’ you whisper into his hair. you can practically feel his smile through your shirt.

‘‘’m love you too.’’

NANAMI KENTO was a busy man. during his time as a normal working person he didn’t encounter things he would say were, traumatising. it was only when he returned to the jujutsu world that the nightmares returned. the last time he’d ever had them were following the death of his friend, haibara.

nanami walked through the streets of Tokyo. eyes roaming the many people and shops. nothing seemed out of the ordinary. everyone was on their way either to work, school or some place else. it was the perfect day. the sun was out and the cloud was littered with bright white clouds.

summer had always been the best season in his opinion. not for the great feeling it brought or even the great weather. but the fact that it reminded him of his long gone friend. haibara. he’d died back in his jujutsu days. hat’s why when nanami stopped in the middle of a bustling crowd, eyes hooking on a familiar figure, he couldn’t believe his eyes.

haibara stood a few feet away from him. in his usual jujutsu uniform he wore all those years ago. he looks unchanged. still the young boy at school. unawares of his fate. nanami swallows the lump in his throat away and he wants to say something.

say what exactly? he thinks, say that he was sorry? for not saving him? for not finding some way to save him? for not being strong enough? he knows what happened wasn’t his fault in the slightest but survivors guilt stands strong.

haibara speaks and his voice is surprisingly the same. the passage of time brighter dulling it not evolving it with growth. it’s a haunting reminder that in-fact he is dead. he always will be.

‘‘…why didn’t you save me, nanami?' you could’ve. you should’ve.'’ yes he should’ve. no, he couldn’t. but the guilt is a never ending well and nanami has fallen down it once again and he can’t find his way out. he runs to his friend but he can’t be stopped. he falls like water to the ground and the scene switches.

this time nanami is standing infront of haibaras body. or what’s left of it at least. his friend is cut in half, a thin trail of blood leaking out of his mouth and sliding down his chin. in another world he would’ve scolded him for his mess. in another world it would’ve been drool, but the bright red is obviously blood.

the pain is a dull throb this time. he has felt this pain already before, the feeling is nothing new.

the body changes and to his shock, it becomes you. your staring at the sky, eyes dull and unresponsive. you looked beautiful. with the way your hair spilled around your shoulders like pools or maybe it’s the slight upturn of your lips that hint a smile is coming.

what were you laughing about? he wouldn’t ever know. maybe that’s why he’s calling your same, begging for an answer. begging you not to leave him like haibara. he can’t afford to lose you too. the one who’s laid claim on his once broken heart. sown together the broken fabrics of his heart. with you he felt complete. the only person since haibara who ever elicited the feeling out of him. nanami opens his eyes and he is no longer looking at your dead body.

instead he is on his bed, in his home. throwing the covers off his sweating skin, he sits on the side. head in his hands in order to calm his breathing.

minutes pass before he hears the rustling of the duvet and your warm arms wrap around him from behind. he can tell you’d just woken up from your sluggish movements

‘‘—kento.’’

you take in his slightly trembling form and all sleep leaves you. you proceed to sit next to him quiet but a reassuring figure. you don’t ask him what caused him such distress but you can guess by the way his hands hover above the scars he gained all those years ago.

nanami finally relaxes. his heart calming, he lens into your touch. featherlight and soft. it doesn’t take him long before he’s in your arms, lying on your chest and sleeping once more.

TOJI FUSHIGURO had a hard job. one many would definitely die on but he was different. and as cliché as it sounded, he was built different. for all those years he lived with the zeni’in clan he acquired a cold heart of stone.

a defense mechanism to stop himself from getting hurt. that was until he met you of course. it seemed for the first time in his life he wasn’t living on his feet all the time. he relaxed in your presence. laughed and even cracked jokes.

he didn’t know how much of a lover man he was before he met you. he thought he wasn’t capable of such love. how you turned his life around, he didnt know.

hed just come back from a mission one he’d gained a few injuries in but nothing bad. you still fretted over him. making a hassle when you saw his blood soaked shirt. he wouldn’t deny it, he did love you hassling him about his safety, it was quite endearing. you’d went to sleep not long after, toji following suite.

toji stood in a familiar house of tradition Japanese architecture. everything screamed, money, wealth and power. something the zen’in clan prided themselves on. power brought you more money and wealth in the jujutsu world, toji was no stranger to it. ‘‘—you don’t even have any cursed energy, you mistake.''

toji had not seen the members of his clan in years. their faces now blurred in his memory’s so much he believed he had gotten over what they did to him, but now their voices always made little toji stiff backed and immediately sweating.

the man behind him had white hair and a pointed moustache but his face was a blur of colour. it seemed he’d forgotten what exactly they looked like but their voices were as clear as the day.

the harsh slap through toji off his feet and to the ground with a loud thud. a few specks off blood flying out of his now bruised lip. he’d also apparently forgotten that they beat him on the regular. ‘‘—you stupid monkey. look how weak you are—cant even fight back.’’ the man’s harsh words were followed with a brutal assault of kicks. toji cursed himself, he’d never be strong enough to fight back against these demons of the zen’in clan, no matter what he did so he took the abuse. the man kicked for what felt like hours, only stopping when he was breathless and toji was bruised all over.

‘‘you should’ve died in the womb.’’

he should’ve, he thought. he should’ve died as an infant rather than face the shame of having no cursed energy. he’d never amount to anything in there eyes other than a filthy monkey. suddenly, the man became enraged. he yanked toji up by the collar of his robe, bringing him close to his blur of a face.

‘‘your no son of mine—’’

the world faded to black and toji opened his eyes to a quiet room. he wasn’t in the zen’in estate. he wasn’t in the—

he shot up. arm reaching for the knife he kept in a daw on the bedside table. unbeknownst to him, the movement stirred you from your sleep. you awoke, groggy eyed and confused, the space where toji was once sleeping was empt, him now standing by the balcony of your apartment.

‘‘toji, what happened—’’

your words cut off when you saw the glint of something sharp in his hand. a knife. he was holding a weapons, but why— had someone come? questions flew around your brain score your eyes caught the glint of clear liquid on his cheek. you pieced two and two together and came to the conclusion he’d woken from a bad dream.

sliding out of bed. you walked up to toji, making sure not to startle the tensed man before you laid a warm hand on the expanse of his back. toji still didn’t turn, his face dutifully turned away from you. to hide what you already knew, you guessed.

trailing your hand down his arm, you hovered over his rock hard grip on the handle of the knife. coaxing him to let the weapon go. it didn’t take long before the muscles relaxed and he allowed you to take it away.

you didn’t speak for a few minutes before toji turned to fully face you. dried streaks of tears on his cheeks. he wasted no time in gathering you in his arms. his head hiding in the crook of your neck. you rubbed soothing circles into his bare back and before long you guided him back to bed whispering sweet nothing into his mop of dark hair.

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