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fruityyeon · 7 months
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gang leader!gojo x gang leader!fem reader
inspired by my own writing of gang leader!atsumu
short drabble cause i’m currently having a major gojo meltdown. send help
cw! mentions of emergency morning after pills, satoru lowkey wanting to be a dad, hint of misogyny, just big sexual tension between you and him.
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unedited and i didn’t read through back cuz i got lazy
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"Satoru...you've got to be kidding me.." you said under your breath.
it's 5pm after school hours and here you are. In class 3-2. With the man himself, gojo satoru.
"mm..my bad princess, got a little too worked up when you let out that cute little whimper."
"shut that mouth of yours or i wont clean up, forcing you to be a father." you grunt.
"whoa whoa relax y/n. I am not capable of raising a child at this age. but now that you mention ...kid may grow up looking dashing like m- oof!" an oof escaped from his lips as you fist struck his midsection.
"i am not playing your silly games, hand me the pill. now." you said, your tone deadly serious. Satoru made sure to carry emergency morning after pills at all times during days like this.
now you might be wondering how it ended up like this.
satoru was apart and the leader of those gangs at school. no it wasnt just a silly group that he made up, he would beat people up for fun, skip important class sessions if he wanted. hell, he beat up his physics teacher once for giving him a F for midterms, even though it was the consequences of his own actions.
not only that satoru was a big BIG flirt, girls didn't care that he was violent or rude. he was a handsome devil, women love devilish handsome men and satoru knew what he was capable of. one time he slept with your home economics teacher just because he thought she looked hot that day.
this whole idea of satoru isn't giving him a good image, nor is it doing any favors for you. you were once 'apart' of satoru's whole gang nonsense, until you decided to form your own. he thought it was adorable, how you put your hard work on to making a cute little gang on your own, he looked down on you and that was when you lost respect for him but things don't always go how its suppose to sometimes.
"god satoru, you came quicker than a lightning strike in a summer storm." you scoffed, swallowing the pill he had provided for you whilst drinking water out of your bottle.
"mhm i just got loads and loads of mini gojo satoru's in me, what can i say?" he tried to maintain a facade of nonchalance, but it was obvious that he was offended by your comment.
"if only you weren't so cooky and stupid, I would've had stayed within your circle."
"Princess, regardless of your sentiments, i would've eventually kicked you from the group simply because you're a girl. not as an expression of misogyny but because it would feel unusual having a lone girl in a gang of burly guys."
"youre totally being misogynistic right now."
"am not."
you swiftly packed your things, leaving the platinum-haired man in solitude. As you headed down the empty halls, he called out from a distance, "same place tomorrow? and make sure you wear that lacy red panties i got ya"
"shut up," you retorted, your response reverberating through the empty corridors.
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fruityyeon · 2 years
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gang leader!atsumu x gang leader! fem reader
tw! atsumu is a misogynist, smut.
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who knew the leaders of the most feared gang in town would be fucking like animals behind the school building. the both of you are known to be enemies, gang leaders who despise each other. atsumu would mention how weak the female species is, how they should be at home cooking dinner or even doing house chores, telling you how stupid you were to even think about forming a gang of your own in the first place. the all mighty leader you used to looked up to, now your biggest enemy.
“what would your pretty little gang think if they saw you right now, hm?” the blonde mocked you while pushing his fat cock in you, treating you like his own personal cumdump.
“they’d be disappointed of course, i mean look at the size of that dick of yours. absolutely horrendous .” you turned your head back and laughed at the blonde.
well the ridiculous amount of used condoms on the floor says otherwise.
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fruityyeon · 2 years
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i need jjk + haikyuu moots so bad PLZ ANYONE?
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fruityyeon · 2 years
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toji will not hesitate to break up with you when he realizes the spark in your relationship has faded. he is a very blunt man. a selfish man who only thinks about himself. someone who doesn’t care about the other party’s feelings. not one bit.
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fruityyeon · 2 years
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genre: hurt. there’s no comfort.
[8:32 p.m] — you fixed his messy maroon tie as you continuously calm your best friend! kiyoomi down, who kept biting his plump lips out of nervousness, leaving it bruised.
“calm down will you? and stand still” You said as your voice raised. He nodded and squatted. The height difference between both best friends was pretty big, you tapped his shoulders lightly for him to squat a little more.
“All done, also you’re late” you said calmly. His eyes widen and quickly grabbed his phone. “Shit.” He whispered as he ran out of the door, before thanking you repeatedly.
[8:38 p.m] —
“ hey open up! I kinda forgo-“
before he could finish his sentence, you opened the door, holding a small silver box on with both hands,
“how are you suppose to propose to someone without a ring? god you dummy.” you said, laughing in between your words.
He played along and grabbed the box from you hand. 
“I’ll tell you everything later” he said excitingly. 
You’ve never seen your best friend this joyful before. 
You’ve always noticed how his eyes would sparkle whenever he’s talking about that woman, how he’s going spend the rest of his life with her, and not you.
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fruityyeon · 2 years
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love you, regardless
pairing: best friend!atsumu x gn!reader ft osamu!
genre: hurt/comfort
tws!: none,, enjoy!
summary: finally reconnecting with your long time best friend, atsumu, he decides to tell you exciting news that he kept from you all these years.
notes: horrible choice of words. i never think much when i write these oops
REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!!
please do leave a comment about your thoughts on this post <3
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“i’m engaged! and i want you to be there during our wedding day!” the blonde, now black haired man said with a smile bright enough to light up the whole restaurant.
engaged? since when? no, since when did you have a girlfriend.
“gosh tsumu...that’s great!” you said in surprised tone, giving a short glance at his brother, osamu, asking him when did this all happened telepathically. “it really is, she’s the love of my life.” atsumu sighed followed by a chuckle.
osamu was just there, sitting next to his brother, feeling guilty because he knew what your original plans were for today.
the day you got your first call from atsumu since high school graduation, you knew what you had to do, that is to confess your little high school crush to atsumu. you knew he felt that same. come on, the late night talks together, the little things he did for you like a boyfriend would do. you felt your face flushed, continuously punching your pillow out of excitement. you knew this was your so called main character moment. you immediately called osamu, asking tons of personal questions about atsumu and he was alright with answering them since he knew about you cute little crush on this twin brother. until a certain question caught him off guard.
“say samu...what’s your ring size? since you and tsumu are twins...i assume the both of you have the same ring size..” you told him, twirling your hair like a stupid kid experiencing their first love again.
“y/n...look-“
“it’s okay if you don’t know!! ill just get those free sized ones!!”
“no that’s not it..it’s atsumu he actua-”
“yeah yeah i know, he prefer silver jewellery! i knew that. anyway thanks samu, you really help me a bit! see you on saturday!!”
osamu felt guilt crippling all over him. he couldn’t say the truth. he was too scared. he didn’t want to ruin your mood or ruin both you and tsumu’s friendship. yet here the three of you are. ones clueless, ones heartbroken and the other is just filled with guilt.
tsumu notices your face expression and raised an eyebrow. “you alright y/n? don’t tell me you’ve got a cold? it’s been chilly these days so i assume yo-”
“no tsumu. i’m fine i just remembered i had unfinished projects to do today.” you stood up, feeling embarrassed. not giving atsumu a single glance. “i’d love to stay but i really need to submit them by tomorrow” you chuckled whilst fixing your coat.
“ah..i see. no worries! ill hand over the invitation card though mail then!”
shut up. please just shut up. i hate you
is what you wish to say.
“sure thing tsumu.”
osamu was just there. he was speechless. he felt useless and so much regret. it was technically his fault for not mentioning about atsumu’s relationship earlier. after you left he quickly followed behind, passing atsumu his last few changes to pay for dinner.
“i should’ve have told you.” he guiltily said.
“don’t worry about it hm? we can’t have anything we want in this world anyway.” you said happily, ignoring the sharp stabbing ache in your heart. your hand reaches over the man’s flushed face and caressed his cheek, noticing a teardrop falling down.
“it’s all my fault. i could’ve prevented this from happening. all of this just because of my selfishness and-”
“..and that’s okay, i’ve never seen tsumu so happy...his happiness matters more to me and i should thank you. thank you for talking care of him well while i was away.”
the both of you sobbed and sobbed. other pedestrians giving the both of you awkward looks, though that didn’t matter. this was a reminder to you that nothing will go your way and that you could look forward to more exciting things in life. this memory will haunt you till the end of time, reminding you how you’ll love atsumu regardless.
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fruityyeon · 2 years
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sunsetz.
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pairing: toji! x f!reader.
genre: pure angst; sort of hurt/comfort if you squint.
notes; i am absolutely bad at writing but i’ve been thinking about this scenario with toni for such a long time so i decided to share it with yall <3 enjoy + also i recommend to wear earphones and listen to the song while reading cause it hits different.
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“what are you doing here?” he asked, both hands in his jacket.
“you keep asking me the same thing for these past three years, and i’m going to keep giving you the same answer, am i not allowed to be here?” you annoyingly asked.
3 years. 3 years since you and toji broke things off. yet still, neither of you forgot about the promise, the promise both of you made the first time you both were here. to meet up exactly at 6pm every anniversary in front of your neighbourhood’s local diner, where most couples would come and watch the beautiful sunset.
“why do you still come here. i thought you said loving me was a mistake, yet here you are, coming here every year.” you turned your head to the black haired man, tilting your head.
At that very moment, toji could feel his heart collapsing all over again. he never meant what the said. he said it because he thought he didn’t need you. he was scared of the idea of being fully committed to you.
“and i meant what i said, stop talking and pay attention to the sunset will ya?” he lied.
you nodded and faced forward, leaning on your car. music was playing in toji’s car. it was loud and irritating. Toji has always loved heavy metal, you respected that and allowed him to play his songs out loud back then at home. oh god how you missed waking up to it. you covered your ears, giving the man a stinky glare. suddenly, as the neon lights of the diner turns on. there it was.
the song. you and toji’s song.
your lips parted. hands nervously rubbing against each other. you eyes still looking at him.
“you remember our first kiss? it was here, at this very spot while this song was played.” he said with his usually monotone voice, crossing his arms still not looking at you.
“you are sick fushiguro toji.” you tried holding in your sob and bit your lips. it was safe to say you bit them so hard, it bled. he spread one arm out, signaling you to walk towards him for a hug while his gaze was still focused on the sunset.
you hesitantly walked towards him before tightly hugging his upper body, sobbing uncontrollably
“yeah, i’m a little sick in the head.” toji murmured along with a chuckle.
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