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priniya · 4 months

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requests guidelines ⭐️

hello everyone! after a year (and a half?) i’ve finally got to myself to show all the things i could write for. it’s gonna be updated regularly as soon as i obsess over something new.

so . . .

i’m not sure if i’m a good person to write smut so… request if u want, but might take a long time before i post it! (i haven’t really written anything smut related so that might be bad)

please, if you request something, write a small blurb of what you’ll like to read!

i mainly write for a female reader with she/her pronouns and all that, but i’m up for gender neutral as well if you feel like it :)

i might add sth here if i think of it, but the most important part is who do i write for. bold stands for my favs, italics is like… second fav, i guess!

✩ harry potter — slytherin boys (theodore nott, mattheo riddle, lorenzo berkshire, draco malfoy + pansy parkinson and daphne greengrass), marauders (james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, regulus black, evan rosier, barty crouch jr.), golden era (harry potter, ron weasley, cedric diggory, weasley twins, ginny weasley).

✩ percy jackson — greek demigods (percy jackson, leo valdez, annabeth chase, luke castellan, grover underwood, hood brothers, clarisse la rue, piper mclean), roman demigods (frank zhang, jason grace, hazel lavasque).

✩ books — the inheritance games (jameson hawthorne, grayson hawthorne, xander hawthorne, avery kylie grambs, thea laughlin), a good girl’s guide to murder (pippa fitz-amobi, ravi singh), hockey boyfriends (nate hawkins, garret graham, john logan, dean di laurenti, john tucker, hunter davenport, henry turner, russ callaghan)

✩ miscellaneous series — jenny han universes (conrad fisher, peter kavinsky, kitty song covey, cam cameron, steven conklin, minho), criminal minds (spencer reid, aaron hotchner, jennifer jareau, derek morgan), outer banks (jj maybank, pope heyward, rafe cameron), my life with the walter boys (alex walter, cole walter, isaac garcia, kailey)

✩ anime — haikyuu (kageyama, tsukishima, osamu, atsumu, suna, oikawa, bokuto, akaashi, kuroo, kenma, semi + the rest😭).

✩ people i don’t know how to classify — zuko + sokka, steve harrington, matthew gray gubler, drew starkey, louis partridge, timothee chalamet, peter parker, nct members.

if you don’t see someone, just ask! there’s a high chance i just forgot about them xx

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iisasarcasticlittleshite · 1 year

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Just hug me Goddamnit

Sometimes, the holiday season is both the best and worst of times, and this year, it has decided to be a majestic clusterfuck.

Not all good, not all bad, just a tangled crab-shite of mess and stress and all of it is my problem.

Therefore, this goes out to everyone who just needs a fucking hug right about now. Not a problem solver, or a helper, just a fucking hug.

Please let me know if any of you have comfort characters you'd like to see featured in this little mini series, I'll do my best to send some comfort out to everyone this week, because if I need it, I'm sure someone else out there does too.

Characters: Oikawa Tooru (Haikyuu!) and separately Satoru Gojo (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Home, it's the only place you can think of now. Your entire being physically longs for the feeling of sliding your key into the lock, your ears teasing you with the familiar sound of the bolt releasing you into your haven.

The day's events sat squarely on your shoulders, so heavy it felt like your feet were sinking into quick sand with each step you took.

One of those days, the kind you wanted to forget before you even had a chance to process it.

Home would help, home was a place where none of it mattered beyond that threshold, nothing but him.

Oikawa Tooru:

He was fresh out of the shower, wearing a tank top and sweats in winter because he always ran hot and had the thermostat turned up, coming out into the hallway with his smoothie just as you opened the front door.

You fiancé smiled, fluffy hair curling in all directions as it dried in your warm apartment, but one look at you and he knew exactly what you needed.

'Come on baby, jacket off.' Tooru urged, setting his smoothie down so he could gently coax you out of your coat and shoes, your body shelled up within layers of fabric protecting you from the cold outside.

As soon as you were free, he pulled you square into his arms and just held you there, tight enough to assure your safety, not so tight as to cut off your air supply.

All at once, the tension melted from you with a heaving sigh and you relaxed completely into his chest, resting limply against him as you let his heartbeat lull your racing mind back to calm.

'One o' those days, huh?' Oikawa hummed, gently running his fingers through your hair, further calming you.

Your voice cracked as you breathed in the fresh smell of his shampoo and cologne. 'Ye-eah.'

'Do I need to call someone?'

His tone was deadly serious, and when you looked up into his eyes, you knew he would pull every string, call in every favour, throw around as much money as was needed to take away that stress.

You smiled, reaching up to cup his warm cheeks and press a kiss to his nose, humming contently when he rested your foreheads together.

'No one needs to be called, just...hug me?'

Tooru chuckled, peppering kisses across the apples of your cheeks and your lips before burying his face in your neck and pulling you snug against him, completely enveloping you in his furnace of a body.

'Can do, baby.'

Gojo Satorou:

You're not surprised to come home to an empty penthouse, there's no such thing as a schedule for Jujutsu Sorcerers, or teachers for that matter. Your idiot of a boyfriend had to go and be both.

Without his warmth within immediate reach, you settled for a scalding hot shower, one you stayed in for probably far too long.

You tried your best to drop the day's stress down the drain along with the filth of half a dozen exorcised curses, but your brain was stuck in high-gear, and you had no way of pulling the handbreak.

Still, you made the attempt. Dressing in your most fluffy, comforting pajamas and attempting to curl up in bed. The thing felt empty without Gojo though, so you opted for the couch instead.

You curled up in the corner of it and put on a seasonal movie, hoping something you'd seen a thousand times would grant some comfort while you binged on junk food you'd been hiding from your boyfriend.

Still, your mind kept racing, eventually drifting into cruel alternatives and needless guilt for things you could do nothing about, nor could you have altered it then.

No wonder human minds created curses, they certainly made for dark places, you thought as you attempted to concentrate on the screen as the rest of the room remained firmly dark.

The hours tick by into the wee hours of the morning, still no Satoru, and at this point you're anxious over your lack of sleep, even though you're far from switched off.

You have to sleep, you tell yourself, because there are things to be done tomorrow and if you don't sleep tomorrow will be just as shitty as today.

Of course, all you've done is stress yourself out more, and that is when Satoru arrives.

He knows where you are the moment he walks through the door, can practically hear your heart thundering at a pace far from sleep worthy. He's an expert when it comes to you, and so makes his way to the living room, and watched you turn belly up and open your arms, reaching for him.

Without hesitation, he lays out over you, carefully distributing his weight evenly over every inch of you. All at once, he felt your body relax and finally breathe.

He laced one hand with yours and felt you play idly with his fingers, mindlessly moving your fingertips over his skin while your other hand made its way into his snowy hair, sliding off the blindfold before massaging his scalp and playing with his silken tresses.

Not a word was said, not a word was needed. You've told him the kind of state you can drive yourself into, and he'll be sure to look at the reports tomorrow and find out what real life conditions put you here, but for now, he's melting in the mutual comfort of just hugging you and listening to your breathing slowly ease out of panic mode.

Once you'd calmed completely, the two of you moved to the bedroom and curled around each other like pieces of a puzzle, so tangled no one could have seen where one ended and the other began, and that's precisely how you liked it.

#jjk angst #jjk hcs #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru smut #oikawa toru fluff #oikawa x reader #oikawa torū #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader

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justwonder113 · 2 years

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had to make another one where we make our beloved haikyuu boys flustered. the credit goes to our adorable anonymous reader who gave me this idea. I'm so so sorry it took me literally months to write it. I feel really bad I just had the worst writer's block and couldn't really write anything.I really hope this one was worth it🙏❤️❤️

This part will only include Tsukishima tho but I'm thinking of making this series👀

You telling the boys that you bought the dress only for them to take it off off you

Includes: Tsukishima Kei

WARNING: Suggestive, fluff, reader is bold as always, reader wears dress and make-up. Please notify me if I missed anything else ^^

Tsukishima Kei

You were feeling beyond proud of yourself. You had come up with the perfect plan to surprise your boyfriend and you were sure he would absolutely love it

He had been on edge for a while, the things at work weren't going all well and it was taking it's toll on him. He was more snappy and overall on edge, not to say how exhausted he was. He barely managed to take care of himself. You tried your best to support him, you gave him his space when you knew he needed it and comforted him with best of your ablities when you knew he needed you, but you didn't feel like it was enough.

Now that you knew that he got through with this problems you wanted to surprise him. You even took a day off on work just so that everything could be perfect.

The house was spotless clean, you ordered his favorite meal and his favorite desserts, you also bought some nice scented candles and lit them both in the living and bathroom while you dimmed the other lights. You also brought out few of the nicest blankets but you were sure you wouldn't use them beause of the surprise you were hiding underneath your nice robe.

Soon enough you heard the sound of keys and after click of the door. You checked for your lipstick for the last time and went to greet him.

"How's my tired boy?" You asked before giving him a soft peck. Kei wrapped his hands around you and hid his nose in the croock of your neck and just stayed there for a fewseconds, as if your scent helped him relax. He made an inaudible noice just to point at you how tired he has. The corners of your mouth lifted up in a soft smile, you took his hand and started to lead him, "come on pretty boy lt's have dinner. I ordered your favorites." He squeezed your hand and let you lead him. You pointed to his chair and then sat across him.

The dinner was peacefull, Kei told you everything that had been going on at the museum and you listened carefully, adding commnents then and there.

After a while you told him to go take a bath while you took care of dishes.

He must have been really touchstarved because he didn't take his time at the bath like usual and almost immediately came to you. You absolutely loved it when he became clingy like that.

He leaned in his whole weight on you and made you fall on the sofa, his head on your chest causing you to giggle.

"Thanks for being understanding, it must have been hard for you," he mumbled against your chest after a few minutes of just laying there with you scratching his scalp and softly placed a kiss on your cleavage, "I feel like I haven't been with you for ages." You smiled softly at him, it was a rare sight to see him talk about his feelings like that.

"Don't worry darling I know how hectic work can get, I'm more concerned about your health.Yes work is important but you can't forget about your health" You pecked his forehead, he hummed, "Yeah you're right."

You chuckled, "of course I am" which made him roll his eyes. He straightened up and you got up, your robe slipped a little revealing a foreign cloth Kei hadn't seen. He eyed your cleavage carefully making you raise your eyebrow.

"Find something interesting?" He scoffed at you.

"Is it new? What did you get?" He suddenly got curious about provocative clothes, your smirk got wider as you got up, his curious eyes following you carefully.

"Just got something to surprise my boyfriend you know." You carefully started to strip off the robe only to reveal most sinful dress you had ever owned. When you saw it first you immediately knew it would make his mouth water so you just had to get it! You had been waiting for an occasion to wear it for ages! It was in your favourtite color too! Hugging all the curves and defining them this well... You knew he already had trouble holding himself back by the way he watched you like a hawk. You slowly made your way to him and slowly straddled his lap, "I really hope you're up to some " You leaned in to whisper in his ear, while his hands slowly slid from your legs to your hips "fun, bacause I only bought this dress just so that you could take it off of me," you purred.

"God you're going to be death of me!" He said and immediatelly flipped you over so that he was above you and smashed his lips against yours, his hands already starting to travel your body, his tiredness just like that thrown out the window. Let's just say none of you slept that night.

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bleach-your-panties · 8 months

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💔♡☠︎ M̸H̸A̸ 𝕭𝖆𝖉 𝕭𝖔𝖞𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘☠︎♡💔

💔𝖇𝖞 @𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱-𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻-𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼

RELEASE DATE: October 1st, 2023

RELEASE SCHEDULE: Every Sunday, Friday, and Saturday in October, alongside Kinktober 2023. Multiple uploads on a single day will be HIGHLY possible, as well as extension into November.

Inspired by: haikyuu!! bad boyfriends: the series, by @martellprincess-writes

series theme: bad - wale ft. tiara thomas

others: bad romance - lady gaga

the hills - the weeknd

wicked games - the weeknd

memories back then - t.i. ft. b.o.b and kendrick lamar

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Is it bad, that, I never made love?

No, I never did it, but I sure know how to fuck

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Author's Note: As someone who has been in two different abusive relationships, I feel like I can provide an in-depth perspective on different types of traits that I saw and experienced from the people that I was in these relationships with. This series is MEANT to be triggering, but also to be entertaining and most importantly, informational about what to be wary of while dating or pursuing a potential partner. In no way do I condone or support any of the actions taken by the characters, and in some instances, by Reader-chan. You will most likely get triggered while reading this, as will I while writing it. Still, I come to you as an advocate and as a survivor, to show that you CAN break free from the toxic cycle of abuse. You are beautiful and you are strong. I love you all and thank you for your continued support on this platform.

Warnings: 21+ DARK CONTENT WARNING. MDNI. Female reader unless otherwise stated. This series will contain dark content, explicit sexual content, as well as toxic relationships written in-depth. There will be all types of abuse written explicitly in this series, as well as other extremely triggering subjects. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised. No one under 18 should be on my page anyway, but if you are under 18, exit this post NOW. If you message me complaints about something I warned you about beforehand, you will be blocked. Also, don't message me about misrepresenting your favs. This is not meant to show them in a positive light. Thank you.

*Completed/uploaded fics will be highlighted in purple.

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I can't promise that I'll be good to you

Because I had some issues

I won't commit

No, not having it

But at least I can admit

That I'll be bad, no, to you (to you)

Yeah, I'll be good in bed, but I'll be bad to you

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💟🔏Masterlist'̸Schedule☣️💟:

💔10.01: Y̶o̶ S̶h̶i̶n̶d̶o̶u̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠ ⒫⒜⒯⒣⒪⒧⒪⒢⒤⒞⒜⒧ ⒧⒤⒜⒭

🖤10.06: T̶o̶u̶y̶a̶ T̶o̶d̶o̶r̶o̶k̶i̶ _-̶⒯⒣⒠⒡⒤⒩⒜⒩⒞⒤⒜⒧⒜⒝⒰⒮⒠⒭

💔10.07: T̶e̶n̶y̶a̶ I̶i̶d̶a̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒞⒪⒩⒯⒭⒪⒧⒧⒤⒩⒢⒪⒩⒠

🖤10.08: E̶i̶i̶j̶i̶r̶o̶u̶ K̶i̶r̶i̶s̶h̶i̶m̶a̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒯⒲⒪-⒡⒜⒞⒠⒟⒪⒩⒠

💔10.13⭐️: S̶e̶i̶j̶i̶ S̶h̶i̶s̶h̶i̶k̶u̶r̶a̶ -̶⒯⒣⒠⒢⒜⒮⒧⒤⒢⒣⒯⒠⒭,

K̶a̶t̶s̶u̶k̶i̶ B̶a̶k̶u̶g̶o̶u̶ -̶

⒯⒣⒠⒞⒪⒨⒫⒠⒯⒤⒯⒪⒭

🖤10.14: S̶en̶ K̶a̶i̶b̶a̶r̶a̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒨⒜⒩⒤⒫⒰⒧⒜⒯⒪⒭

💔10.15: I̶n̶a̶s̶a̶ Y̶o̶a̶r̶a̶s̶h̶i̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒨⒤⒮⒪⒢⒴⒩⒤⒮⒯⒤⒞⒪⒩⒠

🖤10.20: T̶e̶t̶s̶u̶t̶e̶t̶s̶u̶ T̶e̶t̶s̶u̶t̶e̶t̶s̶u̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒣⒴⒫⒠⒭⒮⒠⒳⒰⒜⒧⒪⒩⒠

💔10.21: S̶h̶i̶h̶a̶i̶ K̶u̶r̶o̶i̶r̶o̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒲⒠⒜⒦-⒨⒤⒩⒟⒠⒟⒪⒩⒠

🖤10.22: S̶h̶o̶t̶o̶ T̶o̶d̶o̶r̶o̶k̶i̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒰⒩⒨⒪⒯⒤⒱⒜⒯⒠⒟⒪⒩⒠

💔10.27: H̶i̶r̶y̶u̶u̶ R̶i̶n̶ -̶⒯⒣⒠⒝⒠⒧⒤⒯⒯⒧⒠⒭

🖤10.28: F̶u̶m̶i̶k̶a̶g̶e̶ T̶o̶k̶o̶y̶a̶m̶i̶ -̶⒯⒣⒠⒤⒩⒮⒠⒞⒰⒭⒠⒪⒩⒠

💔10.29: H̶i̶t̶o̶s̶h̶i̶ S̶h̶i̶n̶s̶o̶u̶ -̶⒯⒣⒠⒰⒩⒟⒠⒭⒞⒪⒱⒠⒭⒧⒪⒱⒠⒭

🖤10.31⭐️: Y̶o̶s̶e̶t̶s̶u̶ A̶w̶a̶s̶e̶ -⒯⒣⒠⒧⒠⒠⒞⒣, I̶t̶e̶j̶i̶r̶o̶ T̶o̶t̶e̶k̶i̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒰⒩⒮⒰⒫⒫⒪⒭⒯⒤⒱⒠⒪⒩⒠

💔11.05: H̶a̶n̶t̶a̶ S̶e̶r̶o̶ -̶⒯⒣⒠⒩⒪⒩⒞⒪⒨⒤⒯⒯⒜⒧⒪⒩⒠

🖤11.10: M̶e̶z̶o̶u̶ S̶h̶o̶j̶i̶-̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒞⒧⒜⒮⒮⒤⒞⒜⒝⒰⒮⒠⒭

💔11.11: M̶a̶s̶h̶i̶r̶a̶o̶ O̶j̶i̶r̶o̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒭⒜⒢⒠⒭

🖤11.12: T̶a̶m̶a̶k̶i̶ A̶m̶a̶j̶i̶k̶i̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒯⒜⒦⒠⒩⒪⒩⒠

💔11.17: M̶i̶r̶i̶o̶ T̶o̶g̶a̶t̶a̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒩⒜⒭⒞⒤⒮⒮⒤⒮⒯

🖤11.18: K̶o̶s̶e̶i̶ T̶s̶u̶b̶u̶r̶a̶b̶a̶ -̶ ⒯⒣⒠⒠⒡⒡⒠⒨⒤⒩⒜⒯⒠⒪⒩⒠

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redrocketpanda · 2 months

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Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...

hey - absolutely always okay to ask me about my favourite characters (or favourite anything's). I haven't unboxed them for some time and am frankly excited to wave them in everyone's faces again (though picking a top 10 is hardddddd - this could very easily have been a BNHA/HQ/JJK list but I restricted myself to 1 character per media)

Bakugou Katsuki (BNHA) - beloved boy, loml, star in my sky, etc etc. forever #1 of any + all lists. I adore grumpy characters who find themselves caught up in being loved into character growth by their friends, but I think the main reason he's my #1 is that I see a lot of myself in him. I too was a very angry young person with a superiority complex who went on a journey into letting others in, allowing myself to experience joy and love, and dismantling ideas of perfectionism. I don't think I'll ever truly let the pricklyness or slight god complex go though

Bokuto Koutarou (Haikyuu) - beloved boy #2 because who doesn't love Bokuto??? We are all rendered weak in the face of his endearing and endless puppy energy. I love how loving, optimistic and tenacious he is. Oh, and let's not talk about how relatable some of his other qualities are (prior to watching HQ I almost verbatim quoted a complaint Bokuto makes in a completely different context). love himmmmmmmm

Sarah Harding (The Lost World) - One of two of my biggest role models as a child/teenager. I wanted to be like Sarah so bad and had also wanted to work in animal behaviour in part bc of her. She's completely badass, and as an adult I also have a newfound appreciation for how she handles communicates + asserts her boundaries in her relationship with Ian

Padme Amidala (Star Wars) - The second of my biggest role models as a child/teenager. Leia didn't grow on me until I was older, but I was obsessed with Padme. I feel like the fandom + Episode III does her dirty, but to me I adore how intelligent, caring and assertive she is. I studied politics at college because of her!

Gojo Satoru (Jujutsu Kaisen) - Possibly my favourite of all of the shitbags that I love. I remember desperately pleading with myself to not fall on my face for Gojo during the first episode of S1 and made it until the credits... Why do I love him? He's heinously obnoxious, self-assured, hilarious, extremely powerful, and a complete walking disaster of a man.

Cristina Yang (Grey's Anatomy) - I don't watch Grey's Anatomy anymore but I used to be obsessed with it. I still own S1-6 on DVD and have very fond memories of it. I always loved Cristina for her blunt directness, self-belief, intelligence, and approach to friendships/relationships. Plus, my best friend in college identified me as a 75% Cristina/25% George personality so Cristina has also been very dear to my heart for that reason lmao

Achilles (The Song of Achilles) - It wouldn't be me if I didn't include Achilles on a list of favourites. I named my dog after Achilles because I love him so much and joked to my (poor) boyfriend that if we ever have a kid together, their middle name should be Achilles. Madeline Miller's depiction of Achilles is my favourite and love him for very similar reasons to Bakugou tbh. Give me a man filled with unbridled pride and arrogance with god-like physical prowess and I'll probably love them forever (plus also, ow my heart)

Kassandra (Assassin's Creed Odyssey) - *heart eye emoji* but fr I have such a fondness for Kassandra. She's the perfect mix of stoic big buff lady, hilariously sarcastic sense of humor, and absolute heart of gold. I love her characterisation and think she's such a fantastically written character. Plus... I want her to pick me up and cuddle me so bad

Lilo (Lilo and Stitch) - I think it's a tragedy that Lilo is often forgotten due to not being a Disney princess bc she is honestly such a wonderful character. Lilo and Stitch is one of my favourite movies, and I admire how resilient, loving, eccentric and curious Lilo is

Xandri Corelel (the Xandri Corelel series) - The Xandri Corelel is one of my favourite sci-fi series and that is, in part, bc of Xandri herself. She's the first autistic woman I encountered in sci-fi and I adored how the series explores how her autism is what makes her an excellent head of xeno-liaisons. She's also bisexual and polyamorous so even further brilliant rep for me, and tbh is just a great character all round

I tried not to write an essay but it's really hard when I could talk about these characters all day but hopefully this was vaguely fun/interesting for people to read And in case anyone is interested some of my other favourite characters who didn't quite include the top 10 include: Jirou Kyoka (BNHA), Kirishima Eijirou (BNHA), Itadori Yuji (JJK), Nishinoya Yuu (HQ), Tanaka Ryu (HQ), Kuroo Tetsurou (HQ), Miya Atsumu (HQ), Zagreus (Hades), Moana and Rapunzel (Disney), Fang Runin (The Poppy War), Kunigami Rensuke (bluelock), Bachira Meguru (bluelock), Sebastian (Stardew Valley), and Vash the Stampede (Trigun Stampede)

#redrocketpanda #rrp asks

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toyafreethoughts · 8 months

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OFFICAL MASTERLIST (will be updated whenever.)

ANIME/MANGA:

Neon Genesis Evangelion, Bungo Stray Dogs, Demon Slayer, Tokyo Revengers, Toilet Bound Hanako Kun, Blue Lock, Kuroko’s Basketball, The Promised Neverland, Chainsaw Man, TGCF, Death Note, Spy X Family, The Study Case Of Vanitas, Haikyuu!, Buddy Daddies, Jujustu Kaisen, Free!, HXH, Black Butler, Oshi No Ko, Demon Slayer, Asassination Classroom, Jojos Bizzare Adventure, Saiki K, Fruits Basket, Lie In Your April, Toradora, Violet Evergarden, Kakeguri, Devilman Crybaby, Banana Fish, Doukyuusei, Sasaki To Miyano, Yuri On Ice!!, Your Name, A Silent Voice, Horimiya, Stars Align, Attack On Titan, Akudama Drive, Sk8 The Infinity, Land Of Lustrous, Iruma Kun! Welcome To Demon School, One Piece, My Hero Academia, Tokyo Ghoul, Bleach, Soul Eater, Monster, Serial Experiments Lain, Food Wars!, Gintama, Fairy Tail, Nana, Magical Girl: Madoka, Hellsing, Zom100, No Game No Life, Kamisama Kiss, Seraph Of The End, Fire Force, Ouran High School Host Club, Charlotte, Erased, Moriarty The Patriot, Wonder Egg Priority, Lucky Star, Rascal Does Not Dream Of Bunny Girl Senpai, Rent A Girlfriend, The Quintessential Quintuplets, Mushoku Teisei: Jobless Reincarnation, The Rising Of The Shield Hero, Nichijou, Girl From The Other Side, School Days, Link Click

GAMES:

Your Turn To Die, Danganronpa, Persona Series, Genshin Impact, Omori, Bayonetta, Honkai Star Rail, Five Nights At Freddy’s, Obey Me, Mystic Messenger, Resident Evil, Honkai Impact 3rd, Tears Of Themis, Twisted Wonderland, Hypnosis Mic, Needy Streamer Girl Overdose, Cookie Run Kingdom, Ensemble Stars, Project Sekai: Colorful Stage, BanG Dream, Identity V, Final Fantasy 7, The Quarry, NieR:Automata, Drakengard, Your Boyfriend, Undertale, Doki Doki Literature Club, Deltarune, Sally Face, Light And Night, Zenless Zero Zone

CARTOONS:

Inside Job, The Amazing World Of Gumball, Gravity Falls, The Owl House, Steven Universe, Clone High, South Park, Total Drama Llama, Family Guy, BoJack Horseman, Big Mouth, Amphibia, Adventure Time

OTHER:

Vocaloid/UTAU, Breaking Bad, Stranger Things, AlRawabi School for Girls, Marvel, Alice In Borderland, Girl From Nowhere, Eddsworld, Homestuck, Hamilton, Creepypasta, Marble Hornets, Webtoon, Pearl Boy, Nijisanji EN (vtubers), K-pop groups, Vkei Bands, The Walten Files, The Evillous Chronicles, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Murder Drones, Heartstopper, The Mandela Catalog, SCP Foundation

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chen-chen-chen-again-chen · 1 year

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For the WIP Game! (I went and updated the original post so it has links to all the answers, if folks want to check those out. Sometimes my brain good!)

@you-remind-me-of-the-babe asked me about the WIP called Will suck dick for books! 😆😆 I did not anticipate that folks would ask about works in fandoms they are not familiar with but I am LIVING FOR IT~~

I'm also going to go ahead and tag @fatalfangirl here because (methinks??) you have partaken of the Haikyuu. Going to also tag @thewesterndoor because YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID lolol jkjk who got me into Haikyuu and whose Take/Ukai fics I ADORE.

Fandom background: Haikyuu!! is an earnest and hilarious volleyball anime where everyone is gay and chaotic and loveable. It's SO SO GOOD and like all sports anime, it is not necessarily just about sport but about FEELINGS~

Pairing background: Takeda Ittetsu/Ukai Keishin

Takeda (Take-chan): looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you, English teacher, glasses nerd, his superpower is bowing at like 1000 km/h, head coach but he knows nothing about volleyball at the beginning of the series (he just stepped in to fill a void b/c he a good human), cries easily, tries to use poetry to motivate high school athletes, terrifyingly good at holding his liquor, in my headcanon he's a beast in the sack

Ukai: looks like he could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll, Reformed Gangster Vibes, in his late 20s but his energy is always Kids Get Off My Lawn, lightweight, easily manipulated by cute English teacher into coaching a high school volleyball team even though he has full time jobs running a convenience store and helping out w/ the family farm because (in this fic) he's Weak for Dat Ass

The fic: a canon-adjacent and canon-compliant take on (some of) the events in the series, but focused on the relationship between Takeda/Ukai, these baby adults who have somehow accidentally co-adopted 14 chaotic teens.

There's fake dating, nerding out about books, soft boyfriends being super soft and domestic, dating/married even if they don't realize it, and a backstory involving writing your phone number in the back of a book, lending it to a hot stranger, and somehow running into them seven years later.

U want a snippet? here's a snippet. I has lots of snippets. (This bad boy is sitting at like 75% in my drafts folder):

"Look, are you going to buy something or not?"

"Are you going to coach the boys' volleyball team?"

"No. You should try a meat bun, they're pretty good."

The Nice New Teacher buys a pizzaman, which is kind of adorable. "I'll come back," he says, but it's hard for him to sound threatening around a mouthful of steamed bun.

And another, a little later on:

Keishin's gotten used to being accosted by the Nice New Teacher every few days, so he's a little weirded out by a sudden radio silence. In that time, he reviews the store inventory, decides to implement a new organization system for the frozen foods, and even washes the windows. It's a slow couple of days, okay?

He literally just finishes throwing GunGun bars at a couple of punks from the volleyball team - the one with the shaved head catches the protein bar in his teeth, what the hell is Take-chan teaching them - when the store phone starts ringing.

"Lo, Sakanoshita Market."

"Ukai-kun!" Take-chan exclaims. He sounds breathless and excited, as if he's been eager to talk to Keishin all day, which is kinda adorable and - weird, Keishin corrects himself, weird, and not adorable, and definitely not a little bit charming.

"You again," Keishin sighs, as if he's got about fifty million other things that he could be doing with his time, instead of re-reading One Piece.

And then later, after Keishin's ass is well and truly Trapped:

"Er, thanks," Takeda says, flushing. "I, ah, as you can see, I… I have a lot of books."

"Do I need to stage an intervention, Sensei?"

Takeda scratches the back of his head. "My mother was a librarian," he says, laughing a little. "So I come by it honestly."

Keishin finds himself squinting at a silver flask resting between a bunch of cookbooks. There's writing on it in English, in fancy Gothic lettering, and he manages to just make out Will suck d- before Takeda suddenly materializes there, his smile very bright.

"Hope you don't mind red pepper, there's a lot of it in the yakisoba!" Takeda says, his voice a bit higher than usual. "We should eat!"

THANK YOU for letting me blather about this fic in a fandom other than Carry On, LOLOLOL!!! It's so fun to come back to this and definitely makes me excited to FINALLY FINISH AT SOME POINT THIS YEAR RAWR~

#WIP Game #will suck dick for books #haikyuu!!#take/ukai #Takeda ittetsu #Ukai keishin #weak for nerds #my fic tag

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animeandfilmotaku · 9 months

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Haikyuu and how it helped me to find myself and that hunger

I am going a little sappy here, as I am writing this right now, on the shockwave of finishing my last day of work, and I am so grateful for watching Haikyuu and its adventures.

So I have been working in a certain social enteprise for like a good time in my 20’s (like 5 or so) In short, it is great but however I feel basically stuck here with that comfortable utopia, until the end of last year due to personal circumstances I circled into a very bad depression which to the point, I just broke down sobbing and just simply numb mentally and emotionally. I recall during an annual accountability meeting that I simply do want to speak to anyone.

The details are fuzzy, but the weight of work is too much for me, until my family made a choice to go to Japan in the cold winter to let me have a breather. And it is where I let myself figure out what to do, of course I did my pilgrimage to Fushimi Inari shrine to try to climb to the top, because many years back- I did this on my first trip with family friends- after a trying period of dealing with a toxic boss and health issues, which I did not as my health was fragile- which I recovered from a bad cold.

And the most unexpected thing is that I want to know Haikyuu because of my dear work bestie, which I call them affectionally as Bokuaka colleague and my online friend Fawnie talking about the series which I was surrounded curiously by the many merch here, which I snapped so many pictures and share it on discord and telegram, so when I came back home, I decided ok what the heck I am going to watch it, and man it was a breath of fresh air- to see such a small underdog team conquering bigger and scarier teams to reach a simple goal which are the nationals. And along the way, they grew better over many lost matches and wins.

Of course I was team Karasuno as every Haikyuu fan, (yes Asanoya was the pairing that I adore and Asahi’s arc being so inspirational as I faced my own Iron Walls) but however it is Inarizaki high, and mostly the character Miya Osamu that has such a huge significance for me that actually made me settle that decision which I simmer since last January to actually take the plunge.

The team’s motto ‘We don’t need the memories” seems saddening, but it does not mean we must dump away the horrible shit- it means that we do not hold them like precious treasures but learn from it and grow from that experiences. And it is funny, as Inari which the school is named after, is a patron god of foxes which concide with that said shrine that I climbed as a symbolic passing that I am over these tough times just landed to me.

I got to talk about Miya Osamu, my beloved boy which I affectionately called him my boyfriend, that propelled my decision to quit that job, so in short- he is the other half of a mega powerful duo alongside with his brother Atsumu known to be pretty much a terror (I mean even the way they cheer, you can simply lose your shit)- and he is super chill vs his otherwise hot-tempered brother, a lot of people said he is physically better than his brother in terms of stamina and reflexes but however Osamu is aware that he did not have this demonic hunger like Atsumu to pursue further, even a flashback which Atsumu is accepted at Youth Camp-Osamu said frankly that ‘You loved volleyball more than me’. So BKAK colleague was like oh you know Osamu end up working in the food industry, opening his own restaurant because of his passion of food. I did not get it until I watched the speech of Hunger with Osamu in the last set point that gave me that sign and it goes like “When you’re hungry, and you eat a small mouthful of something…it makes you even hungrier.”

And I be like holy shit, what???, and I thought to myself, maybe I am becoming like him, just going by the flow, scared to move out of this comfort zone to search for tastier food which unlike me, I blaze through endless food options to keep me happy (Thank god that Samu has the same passion as me, which is food), which I nearly ugly-sob for such a simple line (Kudos to Hideaki Kabumoto for such a beautiful performance), and watching the video essay of him, made me be like alright- I am going to submit the resignation letter.

Of course, after that said submission, it is where I really struggle myself mentally, if I actually made the right decision, basically gaslighting my ass to all these memories, and I am so grateful that time I decided to rewatch Haikyuu with my mum. And of course rewatching Haikyuu was that source of comfort which I look forward every night after work to watch it.

We talk over the people being like the Ushijimas and the Oikawas over me simply leaving for a new chapter.

Ok imagine an Asian 60 year old mother who binge over K-Dramas screaming like a mad football fan with the matches, and being like I love my boys so much, and Sugawara (My favourite moment from my mum when Daichi is substituted by Ennoshita, my mum be like why Suga did not replace Daichi, I liked him), and she asked me the reason you are able to quit, because of Hinata’s determination and Kageyama’s passion, which I tried to show my mum that Osamu panel, being that same reason and she did not understand why as she said you will be overstuffed.

So we reached the Inarizaki arc, which of course I enjoyed as hell, and it came to that part when we watch the Osamu speech and it suddenly clicked to my mum as I see food as passion, which I figure that I need to venture out to make me hungry again. So she was like oh so the passion of the things you enjoy is akin to a good meal, and she is like yep.

Long story, we managed to get the final date of me working here, which is coincidentally today- and I took the approach of another character from Inarizaki that help me in this transition period is Shinsuke Kita, I know super weird as he is an introvert unlike me, and what strike me is his composure to take things as ‘things as byproducts’ and it was that philosophy to take things as a process, that I even use that line as the header for my handover list. I even repeat that mantra to myself that I must hold these experiences as byproducts of a process, and holding that scene of Kita being happy that they play that final match despite the loss to Karasuno.

On the morning of that last day- I was playing Kita clips to calm me down, to prevent myself for getting emotional over my last day- and I told my mum, I want to be happy like them (akin Osamu in his restaurant and Kita, in his farming job) and she said yes, like Kita in his farm and it gave me so much comfort. And I blasted Hikari Are to calm myself down, knowing there is a bright light to break out of the darkness, that I can conquer my own iron walls.

And it is funny on that said day, I met a bunch of Japanese high-school kids coming for a visit which I broke the ice of telling them I played a chill version of Hikari Are (Haikyuu anime Opening 3), which one knew that anime and I asked what is her favourite and this girl, from a country prefecture said that she likes Tsukishima which I am like yeh, my favourites from Haikyuu (in my best Japanese, which I self-taught myself during the pandemic), is Inarizaki and Miya Osamu, and my best Japanese adding Kita, the captain. And I spend that day actually trying to make small talk over these Japanese high school kids, which made my heart so happy that even the sensei was kind to see that I am trying so hard to speak in Japanese, which I left the scene with a full heart.

And it struck to me coincidentally, that in the end of things, Haikyuu brought me that strength and courage to move on to my new chapter. Yes, the path may be different as of now, but I am so glad to have that courage to make that path thanks to a small volleyball anime as the lyrics of ひかりあれ go

Hikari are //Daichi wo keru riyuu wa tada hitotsu //Motto mabayuku ore wa toberu Hikari are //Kimi no kyou no kagayaki ga //Mayoeru tomo no ashita wo terasu yo

(Let there be light //There's only one reason to kick the ground I can fly even more radiantly //Let there be light Your sparkles from today will light up a hesitating friend's way)

And I am so grateful for the once flightless crows, and the strong foxes to blaze me through that path, to find my hunger again

So ありがとうございます！古舘ー先生！！！for creating such a motivational piece that blaze through my new path 💕

#i am sorry if I am being sappy #but Haikyuu has saved me dude #Haikyuu #Miya Osamu #Inarizaki #haruichi furudate #cat talks about things

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ladysunamireads · 2 years

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Vermilion Inn

Vermilion Inn by inkyhajime

The bad news? Tobio Kageyama's car breaks down on his way to spend autumn break with his boyfriend.

The good news? He finds a bed & breakfast right down the road, completely willing to take him in for the night.

The worse news? The entire place might be haunted and filled with creatures that thrive on being jerks by scaring the human guests and feeding on their blood. But hey, what did you expect from Southern Hospitality?

Words: 5725, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Vermilion Inn

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi, Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru, Ukai Keishin

Relationships: Minor or Background Relationship(s), Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio

Additional Tags: Vampires, Vampire Bites, Witches, Succubi & Incubi, Ghosts, horror writing practice, Bed & Breakfast, Mind Control, Blood Drinking

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42170376

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Kagehina #♥#Kagehina #Daichi Sawamura #Haikyuu #⚣#R:M #Demon AU #Supernatural AU #Vampire AU #Ghost AU #Witch AU #A:Inkyhajime

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ao3feed-iwaoi · 2 years

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Comfort

Read this masterpiece on AO3 at https://ift.tt/pZ6BTjC

by Akemiii

Words: 919, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 5 of Unrelated IwaOi Ficlets

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tooru

Relationships: Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Additional Tags: Ficlet, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, but like, it's the i'm lonely hurt and missing you hurt, everythings goes okay tho, iwa's having a bad day, It Gets Better, Oikawa Tooru is a loving boyfriend, They love each other, lots of kisses

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/pZ6BTjC

#iwaoi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #ao3feed-iwaoi #haikyuu!!

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ao3feed-daisuga · 2 years

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tears while texting....

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/U6QlKze

by Semi_Shira_Cakes

Breaking up with bad boyfriends....

[This is not related to my other texting story, also this is not how i see the original characters.]

Words: 122, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Haikyuu texting fics!

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Tsukishima Kei, Akaashi Keiji, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kageyama Tobio, Iwaizumi Hajime, Hinata Shouyou, Sugawara Koushi, Sawamura Daichi, Original Characters, Bokuto Koutarou, Oikawa Tooru, Miya Atsumu, Matsukawa Issei, Yachi Hitoka, Sakusa Kiyoomi, Nishinoya Yuu, Azumane Asahi

Relationships: Tsukishima Kei/Yamaguchi Tadashi, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi

Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Hurt, Crying, Men Crying, Texting, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Emotional Hurt, Emotional Manipulation, Emotional/Psychological Abuse

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/U6QlKze

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#daisuga #hq

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martellprincess-writes · 2 years

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haikyuu!! bad boyfriends: ushijima wakatoshi

tw: 20+, minors & under-20s DNI please noncon, domestic violence, gaslighting, humiliation, toxic relationship, heavy on violence, manipulation

summary: In this fic, Ushijima Wakatoshi is your college athlete boyfriend. He’s unaffectionate and cold, but you immerse him in love and adoration anyways. It’s your love language to give even if you don’t receive. Tonight, however, after a girls night in and hearing what all your friends’ boyfriends did for them for V Day, you’re annoyed. You make a snarky remark while you’re in bed with him, and he makes it a mistake you’ll never forget.

college/university AU | collegeathlete!ushi | popular!reader | Euphoria dialogue

wc: 3.4k

Ushijima and you are practical opposites. He seldom speaks whereas you have no problem speaking your mind and snapping at anyone who crosses you. He’s a serious person while you love being loud and light-hearted, always the life of the party. In fact, Ushijima hates parties but you’re always looking to get drunk and be wild with your girlfriends. “Your favorite baddies on campus”, as your instagram captions declare. He’s unaffectionate and cold, but you immerse him in love and adoration anyways. It’s your love language to give even if you don’t receive, and you don’t mind. Give, you do.

Tonight, however, it’s different. Unbeknownst to him, you’ve reached your limit over how little he does for you. You meet Ushijima at the townhouse he rents with a few of his teammates. His eyes widen when he opens the door, getting a good look at you. You wear a tight black tank top that shows off your cleavage with hiked up neon gym shorts that emphasize your bronzed summer skin.

He’s thin-lipped but silent as he watches you take off your shoes. Ushijima puts his hand on your lower back, nudging you up the stairs when he sees your shorts barely cover your cheeks. He speaks low, leaning into your ear as you head up to his bedroom. “What the hell are you wearing?”

“Why?” You have a bit of attitude in your tone already.

“You know I don’t like it when you dress like that.”

“What? I can’t wear gym clothes?” You argue as you enter his bedroom. It’s dimly lit with his purple LED strips. The lights match the tone of the songs his speakers put out, another slowed and reverb hip-hop playlist as per usual.

You spin around and plop yourself on the edge of his bed, crossing your thighs and leaning back against your hands. He stands in the doorway, watching you push your boobs out at full display. You can see he’s getting irritated. Good.

You had picked your outfit strategically. You wanted him to burn the same way you were.

His eyes go down and up your body once more. “You know damn well no one is dressing like that unless they want people to look.”

You shrug. “So what if I do?”

He scowls at you, his mouth slightly open as he pushes his tongue against his molars. The fronts of his eyebrows perk up, but he’s very unimpressed. “You here to fight or here to fuck?”

You feel yourself between your thighs when he says that. You lean back on your elbows and open your legs, placing one of your heels on his bed frame. “Of course I don’t wanna fight. Come here, daddy.”

He closes the door behind him and comes up to you. He leans over you and wraps his arm around your back, picking you up without any effort and tossing you into the center of his bed. You have a small smile on your face as you give him a daring look. “Hi.”

His eyes trail down to your glossy lips. “Hey,” he responds softly.

Ushijima closes his eyes and kisses your lips softly. You kiss back, pressing your palm against his cheek. Your hand moves down to the back of his neck as you deepen your kisses. You squeeze your hand, pulling him in while he opens your thighs and gets his hips between your legs.

“Fuck,” he mumbles and you giggle. He gets up and takes his pants off.

You grin as he comes back to you as fast as he can. “I know you think I look sexy.”

“I don’t know about that,” He speaks low, although you just barely see the corners of his lips curl.

You hug him, feeling his toned pecs press against your chest. Your hands rub along his muscular shoulder blades, making you to sigh softly into his mouth. You know how much he likes that. He kisses you hard, pushing his tongue into your mouth before he slips his big hands under your back, squeezing your shoulders. You moan in response and massage his tongue with yours, wrapping your legs around his hips and grinding yourself against his soft bulge.

You moan lightly. “Mmm, I want you so bad, daddy. Let me take your shirt off.”

“Okay, baby.” Ushijima moves down your face and sucks on your neck while you pull his shirt off his back. He wears that cologne you love that makes him smell like such a man. You wrap your fingers around his shirt and squeeze, pulling him closer while you grind against him one more before you strip him, tossing his shirt on the bed above you. Your hands move down to his bulge.

He’s almost completely soft. You slightly snap your head back in confusion, looking up at him. “Um, do you need help?”

“Uh,” He averts his eyes. “Just put your mouth on it or something.”

“Yeah,” You sit up and rub the side of his arm with love. “Lie on your back.”

He lies down and you straddle him, taking your tank top off before you bring your face to his pelvis. You look up at him, your eyebrows casting a seductive shadow over your eyes. “It’s nothing to be ashamed about, baby —“

“I’m not ashamed,” Ushijima snaps. “I just need a minute.”

“No, I know,” You speak in a sweet voice, trying to soothe him so his ego doesn’t bruise. “Let me take care of you. Just enjoy the view,” you smirk and shake your ass as you stick it in the air, curving your back. You pull his black boxer briefs down.

You kiss his dick before you get started. You start pumping his length, thinking of how being with him has made you accustomed to taking such a big cock in your mouth. You drag your tongue up his base before swirling your tongue around his tip. Nothing’s happening. Is he serious?

Well, this does happen to him from time to time. He usually gets stressed because of volleyball. You know it’s not his fault, but still you can feel yourself getting more annoyed this time around. You know if you look up at him, he’ll get embarrassed, but you can’t help it. You steal a look and he groans in frustration, pushing you off.

You roll your eyes as he puts his boxers back on. “Yeah, well, you are the most emotionless person on earth so it makes sense.”

“The fuck is your issue, [name]?” He barks as he sits on the edge of the bed, his back to you. “I’ve got a lot on my mind right now.”

Usually you’d ask him what’s wrong and try to make him feel better until he could finally get it up, but enough. It’s always about him and what you can do for him. You go off.

“I’ve had a lot on my mind too, asshole. I had to spend all of last night with the girls listening to them gush about their boyfriends and what everyone did for Valentine’s Day. They went all out. Even Arianna and Jess’s guys, and they’re not even officially dating.”

He throws his hand up. “[Name], do you really think I give a shit about those annoying bitches?”

“Ushijima,” You grab his shoulder and try to yank him so he looks at you, but he’s stoic and anchored, keeping his back to you. “I’m the one in the group who’s had a boyfriend for the longest. What are you gonna do when it’s our one-year? Send me a text? And by the way, they’ve noticed too.” You sigh, turning your head away. “They singled me out and asked me.”

Your boyfriend groans. “Just shut up —“

“And what was I supposed to say?” you yell. “Oh, my boyfriend said he wasn’t into that kind of stuff so I spent the night alone in my room watching rom-coms and eating ice cream like I had just gotten dumped.”

“I said shut up!” He grabs your face and thrusts you into the mattress like a lifeless doll.

Ushijima stands up and walks away. “Goddamn it.”

He moves to the other side of the room and sits on the chair by his desk. You watch him intently as you’re starting to get scared. He sits across the room with only one side of his face showing. His jaw clenches like it’s about to snap.

“You know what your fucking problem is?” His teeth grind together like he’s holding himself back from punching a wall. Or maybe you. “You can’t keep your fucking mouth shut.”

“And you can’t keep your dick hard,” you snap back, your heart rate soaring.

He looks at you, eyes stark.

“What’d you say?” he warns.

“You heard me,” you taunt, although you feel your mouth dry up almost instantly.

“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t.” He talks down to you like he’s your father. “You wanna say it again? Huh?”

You swing your hand in the air. “You’re so fucking emotionless. That’s why you can’t get your dick hard, you dick.”

He lunges at you from across the room. He shoves you into the mattress, tossing you in again and again.

He doesn’t stop, not even when you try to sit up. Every time you do, he pushes you back in. You roll onto your back and start putting up a fight, smacking his hands away as he repeatedly pulls you off the mattress only to toss you back in. You manage to get in one hard slap that’s hard enough it hurts your palm too. It reaches the outer part of his arm. His eyes bulge like a feral animal and he pulls his hand back above himself. He swings forward with all the force he can round up, slapping you across the face.

It knocks all the air out of you, sending your cheek just over the edge of the mattress as you plummet into the bed. You start sobbing immediately, louder than you ever have before.

“You wanna fucking play, huh?” You hear Ushijima ringing in your ears, although his voice is low, shaking with anger. “You wanna play? Well there you go.”

You continue crying into the mattress, your whole body shaking. You gather yourself and sit up, holding your palm to your cheek. You look up at him. The asshole has no expression. Nothing beyond the anger. The anger in his forehead. The anger between his brows. The anger on the corners of his mouth. Nothing but anger and rage.

You pounce at Ushijima and push him, but you’re not a match for him in the slightest. He grabs you by the sides of your small arms and tosses you onto your back once again. He climbs onto the bed, straddling your hips to pin you down while he wraps his massive hands around your small neck. He starts squeezing the sides, not touching your windpipe, but the blood circulation starts to cut off. You feel your heartbeat pounding in your neck.

You squirm under him and try kicking your legs, but it’s no use. He’s a college athlete for a reason. His iron thighs have you locked.

You choke up. “Ushijima — I’m done — We’re through,” you manage through a strained voice.

“What?”

“I’m breaking up with you!“ you yell at him like it isn’t obvious.

He stops. You watch as the rage slips off of him like silk, his shoulders relaxing. He pulls his hands away from your neck and sits back, although he stays on top of you.

You start hyperventilating while you sob. You pant loudly as you catch your breath in between your cries. The tears don’t stop streaming. When you finally focus on him again, you realize the rage is still there —

He slaps you again. One strike one side, then a boney-knuckled backhand to the other. You feel his fist sock into the side of your ribs. You groan in anguish as you attempt to roll over. “Ushi-!”

You try to grab his wrists in a desperate attempt to stop him, whatever he’s about to do next, but his fingers slide into your shorts and he rips them off taking your underwear with him.

You scream. “Ushijima, what the fuck is wrong with you?” The music feels louder. He slides in between your legs and grabs one of them, forcing your knee on top of his shoulder.

He pulls his dick out and starts to stroke himself. You whimper, getting to your elbows and trying to shuffle away, but his other hand grips your thigh that he’s hiked up, pressing your leg into his chest.

“Fucking let go, you psycho!” you beg.

“You want it so fucking bad, huh? Is that what this is? Trying to get a rise out of me?” He pants as he speeds up his strokes. “I’ve fucking had it with you, you whore. You and your friends think you’re such bad bitches, you’re just a bunch of fucking sluts.”

“You’re a sadist,” you cry. “You’re psychotic. You’re sick!”

“Oh, I’m a sadist?” He laughs as he lets go of his dick, now fully erect and wet with pre-cum. He shrugs. “Maybe you’re right, cuz you know what?” He leans forward, putting one hand on the bed to position himself while his other hand continues to grip your thigh. “You’re pretty when you cry. It makes me so hard.”

You feel his tip right along your folds and you use all your strength to wriggle free. But you can’t. You arch your back in fearful preparation.

He pounds into you. His thrusts rough and fast with no lead-up. It’s like he’s trying to tear you apart. “Stop it!”

Your scream is guttural.

He slides your knee off him in response, leaning over a bit. He smacks you in your face.

“Oh my god,” you weep, holding the side of your face as your eyes squeeze shut from the pain. Your whine is so weak and shaky as he leans forward to lie on top of you. You wonder if you’re going to die. You finally start to beg for your life.

“Please.”

“You want a dick stuffed in you so bad, hm? So take it.” He huffs and puffs over your face while his hands hold the top of your head. He’s huddled all over you. His arms on the sides of your head, closing you in. When he thrusts, the top of your head hits his palms, and when you open your eyes, his sweat-dampened hair that sticks to his dripping face is right on top of you. The only familiarity of Ushijima that remains is the smell of his cologne. It engulfs you completely. It’s not your favorite anymore.

“Ushi, stop,” your voice is now reduced to a weak breath. You have one hand to your face, pushing as hard as you can to stop the stinging. Your other arm is pushed against his adam’s apple, trying to get him off.

“Not until I blow this load in you. Oh, fuck.”

He starts moaning and telling you how worthless you are, like it gets him off to do it, and he needs to feel sweet release more than anything right now. He grabs the arm you have at his neck and pushes it into the mattress. He puts his forehead on yours. You feel his lips vibrate on your cheek as he says —

“You bitch. You fucking bitch. Take it. Fucking take it, you slut. Oh god, yes.”

He stops ramming into you and pushes one more time as far in as he can. Your sharp inhale is a weak, strained wheeze. He holds his head back and squeezes his eyes shut as he reaches his peak. You see the veins popping out of his sweaty neck, while a few beads of sweat fall down his cheek, mocking your tears. He opens his mouth and lets out a weak, strained moan.

Ushijima unloads and sighs, finally satisfied and relieved. He stays in you and only now does he grind slow, bringing down his pace while his sweaty forehead rests against the side of yours.

You stay put until he eventually pulls out and lies on his back. You roll off the bed and fall to your hands and knees. You can’t see anything, just dimly lit purple blurs as the tears block your view.

Your hands rummage over the floor, trying to salvage whatever clothes you can. You feel his warm cum drip down your thigh.

You grab your clothes and run into his bathroom, leaning against the door as soon as you close it behind you. You bend your knees a bit and hunch over, hugging your balled up clothes into your chest as you sob once again.

After a few moments, you put your clothes on the counter and lean against it, looking at yourself in the mirror. Your makeup is a mess, the mascara all down your face. Your eyes, nose, cheeks, all red. Your eyes are especially wet as the tears just keep rolling, but you’re not sobbing anymore. Just tears leaking on a face that’s spent.

You wipe your thighs down, getting your boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, or you don’t know what, off of you before you put your clothes back on. You move slowly as your ribs ache from his blows. Your whole body aches actually, especially your face. The swelling is already starting.

You run your hands under the cold water and bring them to your face. You stay there for a while, letting yourself catch your breath.

Once you collect yourself and wash off whatever mascara you can, although it really doesn’t help much, you fidget with your clothes a bit and then look at the door. Do you leave? Will he let you? What if you storm out? Do you have everything you need? Although those questions race through your mind, you feel yourself not wanting to go.

Your hand grips the doorknob and turns it, opening the door although you sense you hadn’t given yourself full permission to do that yet. You hadn’t come to any decision really, but the door opens, Ushijima standing right there.

He steps into the light and bends over the counter, turning the faucet on and washing his face. He puts some water in his mouth then spits. You watch him, like a fly on the wall, like you’re not even there.

He closes the faucet and looks at you through the mirror. You feel like you’ve stopped breathing.

Ushijima stands straight and turns to you. He feels taller than he is, like he’s towering over you even more than he used to. You don’t do or say anything. You just look at him. He’s always been a little intimidating, but now you’re fully scared. Your big doll-like eyes look up at him as you wait, unable to speak.

Your legs shake a bit but he doesn’t notice.

“What do you wanna do now?” he asks in an almost bored mumble. “You wanna go get dinner?”

Your mouth parts open in disbelief. It takes a minute. “What?”

“You wanna go get dinner?” he repeats, leaning against the door frame. “Come on. I’ll take you wherever you wanna go.”

“What? No. I’m leaving,” you say in an unconvincing tone.

Ushijima groans. “What is with your fucking attitude?”

“My attitude?” Your voice rises, shaking already as you fold your arms over your chest. “You hurt me. You forced yourself on me —“

“Oh my god,” he rolls his eyes. “I put you in your place. If you don’t like that, don’t show me an attitude. And I didn’t force — I’m your boyfriend.”

You try to speak, but you come up empty. Instead, your chin quivers and your head falls as you start sobbing again.

Ushijima snaps his tongue. “Aw, come on.”

He puts his hands on your shoulders and pulls you into a hug. He pats your hair and kisses the top of your head, squeezing you into his muscular chest. You start crying harder. You wrap your arms around his waist. He’s the one who hurt you, but he’s also the only person you want consolation from. That’s why you didn’t want to leave.

When you finally stop crying, he lets you go. “Let me take you to dinner,” he says.

“I…” You take a deep breath, feeling your lungs fill after such a long time. “I don’t want to do anything. I’m tired.”

“Okay,” he nods and turns off the bathroom light. “Come on. Come to bed.”

You take his hand and he leads you back into the dark, purple room.

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kuroopaisen · 4 years

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yamaguchi as your boyfriend

✧ yamaguchi has a kind, gentle heart, and he gives it to you willingly. it may be delicate in your hands, but he trusts that you will treat it with as much respect as he treats yours.

✧ in all areas of life, yamaguchi is a giver. and he gives all he has without complaint; he doesn’t do it to be praised, or to be told that he’s an angel. he does it because he loves you, because he loves the people he shares his life with. he just wants to be one of the reasons you smile each day – and he does his best to make sure of that.

✧ he’s resolute, and he believes in you more than anything. more than he believes that the sun will rise tomorrow. do you really think he’s going to let you talk bad about yourself? oh, absolutely not. to every insecurity, yamaguchi has a rebuttal. even if you’ve convinced yourself so completely, he won’t hear it. he’ll hear you out, of course, but he isn’t afraid to tell you that he simply thinks you’re wrong.

✧ his nervousness never quite leaves him. he grows into your relationship, as anyone would, and there are times he genuinely astounds you with his confidence. but, every so often, he’ll just be overwhelmed that you chose him. he thinks getting to be part of your life is an honour, and he’s grateful for the opportunity. be sure to remind him that you feel the same.

✧ watching yamaguchi grow as a person and really flourish into his own strengths is one of the most gratifying things. he works so hard, and in many ways, he’s inspiring. watching him give it his all makes you want to work harder yourself, so that one day, he might be as proud of you as you are of him. but here’s a little secret: he already is.

✧ he’s most comfortable with small yet constant affection: kisses to your temples, your knuckles, your cheeks… fingers laced through yours, hand on your waist, eyes so full of love when he gazes at you. he is so naturally knitted of tenderness, and he expresses it without even meaning to. yamaguchi was built to love – so that’s what he’ll do.

✧ in return, kiss his freckles! compliment him! remind him that he is worth loving, that the care and affection he doles out should be returned sevenfold. he is constantly growing, constantly becoming a brighter version of himself, but his insecurities still plague him sometimes. but if you show him that you love him all the same, he’ll be forever grateful. knowing that he’s loved for everything he is does wonders for his heart.

✧ whether you like it or not, you’re going to have to become friends with tsukki. but, it’s easier to get along with him when you see him through yamaguchi’s eyes. if anything, it reminds you of the good he sees in people; in how he always sees some value, something to adore in everyone. he puts in the effort to get along with the people in your life, too; if he wants to be part of your little universe, he wants to make it something of a home, too.

✧ there’s no one better to turn to when you’re down or stressed. yamaguchi tends to go into some kind of ‘care-overload,’ doing everything he can to try and lift your mood. he’s so sweet; he’ll listen to you complain about literally anything, he’ll wrap you up in a blanket and make you a tea, he’ll seek out anything that brings you comfort so you may experience some emotional reprieve… he’s just a sweetheart.

✧ he’s such a little romantic, and he doesn’t even try to be. he comes up with the most romantic dates, always manages to make his compliments both sincere and poetic, and he has a tendency to compare you to the things he finds most beautiful, like the dappled clouds during a long sunset. he may think too much about many things, but his love for you is not one of them. it’s in that love that yamaguchi feels the most comfortable. where he feels he can truly let himself go.

✧ because while he may be nervous and anxious, even in your relationship, he never doubts. he knows what he feels. he knows what he wants. and he will do everything he can to make the both of you happy. he does everything within his power to ensure that you never doubt his affections, that you know just how deeply he loves you. it’s laced through everything; his words, his actions, his decisions. loving you is just a part of him. and it’s a part of him he cherishes.

✧ he’s always striving to be better, to improve himself. please, support him with all you’ve got. he never asks too much of you; just that you love him, support him, help him find his way when he gets lost. he would do the same for you in a heartbeat, if you so wish. in his mind, nothing is sweeter than a couple that grows together; he wants to see you both at your best, and more importantly, as people you can be proud of.

✧ but you bring him comfort, too. you’re a safe place to land. a warm home to come back to after a long day. you’re the person with who he feels most comfortable, most loved. sometimes he wonders if he deserves it, but you remind him each and every time – he has given the same to you. he has been a harbour, a shelter, a home. but be careful. he might cry.

✧ loyal, unfaltering, dedicated. three words to describe yamaguchi tadashi. it’s how he approaches life. it’s how he approaches love. as said, there is no room for doubt here. yamaguchi loves you, and he wants you to know. he’s open, kind, gentle. his heart may be delicate, but it is also full of strength. it beats with intention – the intention to love as wholly as he can.

✧ yamaguchi is first and foremost a giver. but he gives without complaint. he often gives without even realising it. he’s just full of love and adoration, and he must share it. please treat that affection with the respect and gratitude it deserves.

#yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi x reader #yamaguchi x you #yamaguchi tadashi x you #haikyuu x reader #boyfriend series #what's this?#a boyfriend series instalment?#is it possible?#i haven't forgotten about this series i'm just Really Bad at keeping track of things #and i get distracted by Shiny New Ideas #but anyway he's my BOY #queued

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arrogantsonofabiscuit · 3 years

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Wearing his high school jersey & falling asleep on him

Feat:- Sakusa, Kuroo, Oikawa and Tsukishima

Genre:- fluff and mentions of pet names ( Kuroo talks about your butt ) suggestive.

A/n:- Sakusa give me your shirt now challenge 🙄😤.

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✮Sakusa:-

You were in the kitchen making dinner for you and Sakusa . Knowing how tired he’d be because of his practice you decided to make him some tea which soothes him.

“Hey love” Sakusa replies as he enters your house with a tired voice.

“Bad day?” You ask him and grab his hand making him sit on the chair near the kitchen countertop.

“Yes” he replies with a faint smile and places his hand on the table. “What are you making today?”

“Your favourite but anyways so you wanna take a warm bath first Omi? It will help you to relax a bit. I believe your muscles would be sore right now.”

“Yes I will be bathing. Thanks love” he gets up from the chair and kisses the bridge of your nose and he chuckles when you scrunch your nose.

After his bath you serve him his dinner and talk about your day and how did your colleagues mess up work you know the usual gossips. “You know what would make me feel better?”

“What’s that?”

“Only if you don’t mind, could you um-wearmyshirt?”

“I am sorry what? I couldn’t catch the last part?” You pay attention to him furrowing your brows in concentration.

“Could you wear my shirt?”

“The itachiyama one? Or the one which I brought from the msby merch?”

“My itachiyama one with my jersey number on it with my name written on it . If that’s what you wanted to know” he pouts looking away from you .

You wear his shirt and cuddle him on the couch watching some tv series . “Omi are you feeling better?” You ask him as you shift closer to his chest laying your head listening to his heart beat.

“Yes thanks love. I-uh wanna say that I really appreciate you a lot even though I can’t express it well. But I love you and will always. Love?” He could hear soft snores coming from you , Kiyoomi smiles as he realizes that his heart beat and him playing with your hair made you fall asleep.

He was happy for the fact that you were comfortable around him, you were content with him. He places a chaste kiss on your forehead mumbling a I love you and resumes stroking your hair.

✮Kuroo:-

You were standing on the step ladder taking out the delivery boxes from the upper cabinet, whereas Kuroo was cleaning the coffee table, showcase and was stealing glances at you.

“Tetsu, stop looking at my butt and help me take those boxes out” you pout.

“I wasn’t looking at your-“ you cut him off by scoffing “you sure?”

“Okay fine I am you can’t take my ‘gawking at your butt privileges’ away from me”

“When did you come up with that ?”

“While I was cleaning the coffee table”

“oh”

After completing the task at hand you guys settle down on the couch ordering take out and watch some reality shows . You stifle a yawn and shift closer to him resting your head on his shoulder.

“Sleepy?”

“Kinda” he brings his arms closer to you and kisses your forehead stroking your hair gently.

“Tetsu were you only looking at my butt or something else?”

“You are quite smart aren’t you? Is it because you are staying with me that your brain is working well?”

You hit his chest huffing. “Ouch sorry just kidding . Yes I want just looking at your butt , I was looking at my jersey . Where did you find it?”

“I found it yesterday while cleaning the wardrobe, does it look good?”

“It does and I love it on you more. You look adorable”

“ oh thank you love” you blush and he kisses your lips stroking your cheeks affectionately. As Kuroo continued stroking your hair you fell asleep on him , he looks down at you smiling widely . “I love you “

“I love you more Tetsu”

“So you are not taking my ‘privileges’ away from me are you?”

“Let me think” you giggle as he whines.

✮Oikawa:-

Tooru I am home!” You enter and place your shoes on the rack and enter your kitchen to drink water . Oikawa on the other had was in sitting on the couch watching some volleyball match to improvise.

“Hey angel, where were you?” He asks as he opens his arms for you to hug him. You hug him and kiss his cheek “I went grocery shopping, we didn’t have milk in the fridge and some snacks . How was your practice?”

“As usual tiring”

“Oh how about I take a bath and cuddle with you while you watch your volleyball game hmm?”

“Please do I wanna cuddle “

“Okay my whiny baby” you ruffle his hair earning a groan from your boyfriend.

After taking a quick shower you enter your living room to see that your boyfriend prepared some blankets on the couch with some hot chocolate you like.

“What’s all this?” you ask.

“Well I wanted to do this for you and that I-”

“Tooru?”

“Where did you find my jersey?”

“It was in my wardrobe since you don’t wear them anymore I decided to steal them from your closet” you reply sheepishly trying to hide the blush which crept on your cheeks.

“Oh so you stole it huh, wait you said stole them?” he moves closer to you moving your hair out of your face and placing them behind your ear. Your heart was beating rapidly still not used to him.

“I-yeah I stole them since you did not offer me” you huff.

“Oh? really?” he places his hand under your jaw kissing your lips lovingly , still leaving your breathless.

“Let me cuddle you while I watch this match , are you fine with it?”

You guys settle on the couch with you sitting on his lap, hugging him and nuzzling into his neck.

He smiles widely and continues watching his match occasionally rubbing your back.

Tooru sighs and closes his laptop. Gently nudging your shoulder so that you would get up from his lap and walk with him to your bedroom.

He realizes that you were fast asleep on him clutching his shirt in your fist snoring softly.

He smiles widely kissing your forehead picking you up and placing you on the plush of the bed.

You curl up to his side and nuzzle closer.

“I love you angel”

✮Tsukishima:-

You guys were out on a date basking each and every moment walking, hand in hand and enjoying meal. After the date you enter your shared apartment placing your shoes on the rack.

“Wanna freshen up?” he asks as he exits the bathroom with a towel on his shoulders.

“Yes”

“Wanna watch the movie ? The one which your friend suggested?”

“Yes! I will quickly take a shower and watch the movie” you sprint towards your bathroom in excitement.

“Be carefu-, this girl/boy I swear” He chuckles lightly and switches on the tv to play the movie once you arrive.

You sit on the couch munching the popcorn he kept on the coffee table.

“So we want to devour it before we watch the movie?” he teases as he sits closer to since the tv was not visible where he was previous siting (no other reason at all no.)

“Where did you find this?” he points towards his your jersey hanging loosely on your form, showing off your shoulder slightly.

“I stole it from your old house and well your brother told me that you don’t want it so I gladly took it”

“I am glad you took it because I didn’t want to give it away”

“That’s the only reason Kei?” you tease him

“Maybe, shall we watch the movie?” he was blushing and was hiding his cheeks.

You shift closer to your boyfriend placing your head on his shoulder stifling a yawn, you couldn’t keep you eyes open for long and fell asleep on his shoulder.

“I guess this the part were he would tell he-”

“Y/n are you listening to me?” He looks at his shoulder watching your sleeping form with you mouth open.

“Why are you like this?” He picks you up and places you on the bed kissing your cheek.

“Kei? Cuddle me” you pout and struggle to keep your eyes open , he was smiling widely at you and your little tantrums.

“Needy much?”

“Only for you “ you smile and nuzzle into his chest falling asleep again.

“Be mine only” He strokes your hair and kisses your forehead .

Thank you for reading. Take care<3

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restlesswritingss · 3 years

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Somebody to You, Pt 3

Gojo x reader

Angst to fluff. Suggestive and mentions of NSFW but no outright smut

Part One, Part Two

Author’s note: Thank you for all the love on my work. I still can’t believe anyone reads and likes my stupid little stories. ;-; This is the last part of this series but my requests are open so feel free to send anything in for JJK or even Naruto and Haikyuu. Also, please let me know how you like this part and if the ending is satisfying. Thank you again for everything! Sorry this is so long.

Gojo tried to think about you and your new boy-toy as little as possible. He’d endured a whole month now of seeing you giggle on the phone, get flowers delivered to your office, and (worst of all) be covered in hickeys that peeked through your foundation. He found it so tacky of him to mark your neck, especially since Gojo knew you didn’t like it. Gojo kept himself busy with missions and his students so it was easy to steer his mind away from missing you. In the few times he did let himself fall into that rabbit hole, he couldn’t help but see how special this guy was to you.

You talked about him constantly to Shoko and Nanami, who were more than happy to oblige you. Gojo hated that he couldn’t get through any conversation without either of them asking you about your new guy. Gojo knew what they were doing, they wanted to torture Gojo by forcing him to hear you gush about this dude. It was working. He wouldn’t let it show because he knew you’d feel bad if you saw how much it bothered him. However, once he was away from everyone he couldn’t help but obsess over the sparkle in your eyes and the blush on your cheeks as you spoke. It was so obvious how hard you’d already fallen. Did you ever have that kind of look when you talked about him? Maybe, in the beginning when things were new and there was a small possibility of more. But Gojo knew the sadness that took over you when you spoke about your flimsy friends-with-benefits arrangement. He knew it had embarrassed you that Shoko and Nanami knew that you were another one of his flings, and how you had tried to hide the deeper feelings you shared. You had been outright with him that it was humiliating for you have such strong feelings for a guy that wouldn’t commit to you. Those words and your tears that night still haunted Gojo and it’s why he tried so hard to keep his jealousy hidden from you. He didn’t want you to feel like you couldn’t do whatever you wanted as much as he could.

Yet here he was, seething with jealousy as he eyed the flowers on your desk while Shoko gave him a checkup.

“Upset someone’s giving her what you wouldn’t?” Shoko spat.

Her anger was fueled by you finally going into depth with her about your feelings for Gojo as you entered your new relationship. She couldn’t help but want to pour salt on his wounds, metaphorically of course, as she remembered how you cried to her drunkenly about how stupid you felt over your love for the idiot on her medical table.

Gojo scoffed and rolled his eyes under his blindfold, “They aren’t even her favorite flowers.”

He knew it was a childish thing to say but he couldn’t help it. You came into the office before Shoko could reply, both of them feigning as if nothing had ever happened. Your face fell when you saw the flowers and you took them off your desk immediately.

“Do you want these? If not, I think I’m just going to throw them away.” You turned to Shoko with the flowers in your arms, held out towards her.

Confusion overtook both of their faces at the same time.

Gojo butted in first, “Who are they from?”

You averted your eyes as you mumbled your boyfriend’s name.

Gojo clenched his fist at the sadness in your voice as you said it. He was going to fucking kill the guy if he did something to hurt you.

His checkup disregarded, Gojo got up and went to you as he took the flowers from your hand and rubbed your shoulder.

“What happened?” The softness in his voice shocked Shoko. She’d never see him be this sweet to anyone before. Is this why you fell for him?

You rubbed the back of your neck and faked a smile as you said, “Well, we kind of broke up about a week ago. He said he ordered these before that and couldn’t cancel the order.”

Shoko instantly shoved her way in between you and Gojo. His stupid infinity made it impossible for her to shove him away from you so she did what she could. The last thing you needed was your ex-fling taking advantage of your heartbreak to wrap you around his finger again.

“What did he do?” Gojo asked. His jaw had tightened but his touch was still soothing.

You waved your hand dismissively, “Oh he did nothing wrong really. He just realized he wasn’t ready to be in a relationship. At least he told me now before I really fell for him.”

You attempted a joke at the end but it fell flat. The hurt in your voice was unmistakable. Shoko wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into her chest, and away from Gojo.

She rubbed your back and cooed, “Aww honey. I’m so sorry. I know how much you liked him.”

“It’s fine. I’ll be fine,” you sighed and pulled yourself out of her embrace to sit at your desk, “he’s not the first boy to reject me and he won’t be the last. I’m a big girl and I can handle a little heartbreak.”

Gojo’s heart broke as he knew he was a boy who’d rejected you. Self-loathing consumed him as he realized he’d caused you to look the way you did now. Your face was down as you tried to hide the budding tears. Gojo dumped the flowers in the trash bin. He knelt next to your chair and leaned his weight onto your shoulder.

You smiled slightly and lifted your hand to rub the side of his face that wasn’t smooshed against you. His touch was comforting. Shoko held back a sigh as she realized Gojo might actually be what you need right now. You were most comfortable with him. She left quietly as she saw a few tears hit your desk. She thought it would be best to not overwhelm you right now. You hated crying in front of people, she would get you drunk and wailing tomorrow for a girl’s sleepover. You also hadn’t mentioned anything about the breakup to her until now, despite seeing each other everyday since, so she thought it best to let you come to her when you were ready.

Gojo felt relief wash over him at being alone with you again. The last time it was just the two of you was in the same room when you broke the news to him about this guy. A storm of emotions brewed in his gut. The worst part of him was happy to have you back in his presence. He’d miss your touch so much it felt like it was slowly killing him. The bigger part of him was heartbroken to see you so sad. He was also planning the ways he was going to viciously maul the dude once he got away from you.

“Don’t even think about trying to hurt him. Or threaten to hurt him.” You teased as if you could read his thoughts.

He laughed, the way only you could make him laugh, “Fine, I’ll just have Nanami do it then.”

“He didn’t do anything wrong Gojo. I’m just sad that I got so attached. I should have kept my guard up instead of just falling blindly again.”

Again?

“Not everything is your fault baby,” God it felt good to call you baby again, “this guy asked you to be his girlfriend and treated you like one. Of course you fell for him, and he’s the biggest ass to have taken that back.”

You sighed and leaned into him. He stood up and maneuvered you out of your office chair as he took the seat instead. He pulled you to sit across his lap and you instantly hid your head in the crook of his neck. He rubbed your back with one hand and gripped your outer thigh with other.

He heard you sniffle and felt his shoulder dampen, making him hold you tighter.

“The worst part is I just didn’t see it coming. In the morning he was saying we should plan a trip for the summer and by the evening he said he just wasn’t ready to be in a monogamous relationship. We were literally in bed post sex when he says ‘this just isn’t what I want anymore’. No warning, just straight to the dumping.”

You took a deep breath after your rant. Gojo felt the rage building in him as he heard your recount of the story and couldn’t hide it in his voice.

“What a fucking ass. You deserve so much better baby. He’s a fucking coward for not communicating from the beginning what he was and wasn’t ready for. You have every right to be upset. He led you on and I am so going to Hollow Purple his house.”

You laughed through your tears but shook your head, “No it’s ok. He’s not worth time, besides he lives in an apartment building. Don’t want any innocents caught in the crossfire.”

Gojo smiled as he pressed his cheek on the top of your head. He held you like that for while, relishing in the feeling of having you in his arms again. It’d been too long.

* * *

Nanami sat across from Yuuji with Gojo to his left as they all ate the meatballs the boy had made. Yuuji and Gojo had insisted on Nanami trying them. He only obliged because he knew how hard it been on the teen since the exchange event and the fight on the bridge with Nobara. The two were animatedly talking with full mouths as Nanami looked on disgusted.

Nanami’s phone rang and he pulled it out to see your name on the screen. He instantly answered as Gojo and Yuuji peered over to see who was calling as well. Nanami excused himself and walked away from the table but remained in the room. He knew the nosy bastards would follow him to listen in on his conversation no matter where he went. They had no manners. True to form, they were both at his side in an instant, Gojo trying to press his ear to the other side of Nanami’s phone. Nanami was unable to push him off due to the asshole’s infinity.

“Hey Nanami! Sorry it took me so long to call you back. What’s up?” Gojo perked up as he heard your voice come through the phone. Yuuji craned his neck to try and hear better; intrigued by his sensei’s excitement.

“Hello, (y/n). It’s no problem, thank you for getting back to me. I have to let you know that Gojo and Yuuji are listening into our conversation as I was just having dinner with them.” Nanami replied, his voice remaining level despite the veins appearing on his forehead.

Gojo whined and Yuuji yelled “Hi (Y/N)-sensei!”

You giggled on the other end and Gojo felt like swooning at the sound of it. He yanked the phone out of Nanami’s hand and put you on speaker.

“Hello (Y/n)-chan,” He sung into the phone, “what are you up to right now and why aren’t you having dinner with us?”

“I wasn’t invited, Satoru-chan.” You sarcastically threw back at him.

He laughed and Yuuji was quick to assure you that you were always invited and he meant no offense. You laughed at the boy’s desperation to make you feel included.

Nanami took his phone back with a huff, “(Y/N), I called you earlier to ask if you were available to accompany me on that mission I told you about. It’s nothing I can’t handle but I would appreciate an extra hand in case something goes wrong since there is still a lot of unknown information regarding the assignment.”

“Of course! I’m honored to have my services requested by the great Nanami! I’ll meet you at the school Friday at 5 am then right?”

Nanami smiled at the fact that you remembered the details, “Yes that is correct. I’ll see you then. It’ll be nice to work with you again.”

“Aww you’re making me blush, Nanami.” You teased.

Nanami hung up and Gojo and Yuuji shouted out in protest. In unison, they cried how they wanted you to come over still. Nanami waved them off and returned back to his meal.

When they rejoined him, Yuuji quirked his head to the side and asked, “Nanami-san, is (Y/N)-sensei your girlfriend?”

Gojo choked on his meatballs and shrieked out a “HUUUUUH???”

Nanami smiled at his senpai’s reaction as he shook his head, “No, we were students in the same year when we attended Jujutsu Tech. I usually try to keep my personal feelings out of work relationships but I do have a fondness for (Y/N) and our friendship.”

Gojo huffed and crossed his arms as Yuuji nodded.

Nanami side-eyed his senpai as he suddenly got up giving some half-assed excuse as to why he had to leave right away. He took some food to go and slipped out the door without even saying goodbye.

“Huh, I wonder what was so urgent that Gojo-sensei had to leave so suddenly?” Yuuji pondered.

Nanami sighed and rolled his eyes. Gojo was never going to leave you alone was he?

* * *

Gojo always woke up before you. He had conditioned his body to wake up as early as possible to get the maximum time to watch you sleep. You weren’t a very pretty sleeper, your mouth always wide open and drooling, but he loved to look at you nonetheless. This was the first time he’d gotten to spend the night with you since you’d started dating that shit-bag. Gojo didn’t even bother to remember his name. He was some low grade sorcerer who didn’t matter at all anymore. All that mattered was you.

You two were in PJ’s and not even touching. He had come over just to be with you, and bring you meatballs of course. He smiled as he remembered your sweet surprised face when he appeared at your doorstep with the doggy bag in hand. You two had just watched a movie then gone to bed. Gojo hadn’t been sure if you were going to let him spend the night, but then you brought him a set of PJ’s he’d never bothered to pick up. Relief had washed over him knowing he still had a spot in your life.

Finally, you stirred awake and smiled at him.

“Stop staring you creep. Your eyes are too bright in the morning.” Your voice was raspy and it went straight to his already hard dick.

You tried to push his face away but he’d just grabbed your hand and kissed your palm. He then intertwined his fingers with yours and held it to his chest.

“I missed you baby.” His voice sounded too sappy even to himself, but he just couldn’t hold back the adoration he felt.

The cutest blush took over your face. You hid your face in your pillow.

“Stop being so sweet,” your voice was muffled, “and I missed you too.”

He wiggled his eyebrows as he teased, “Oh, does that mean you thought of me while you were with your boyfriend? Naughty girl.”

You sighed and flipped onto your back, pulling your hand away in the process. Gojo pouted at the loss of touch.

You sighed and kept your eyes to the ceiling as you began to rant again, “I did compare him a lot to you I guess, as bad as it is. Not during sex, you perv. I’m not that awful, but he was kind of mean sometimes in ways you never are.”

Gojo stiffened at that and couldn’t help but interrupt you to ask, “Did he hit you?”

You shook your head and continued, “No no. He was just, kind of critical. Like he would tell me things he didn’t like that I did all the time. I feel a lot better now since I haven’t talked to him. As much as I miss feeling wanted, it’s a relief to not have to work so hard to not bother him.”

Gojo’s heart hurt hearing you continue to give examples of how this guy had asked so much of you. He disguised trying to change you into someone you weren’t as ‘communicating his problems’. Gojo pulled you into his chest and snuck his hand under your shirt to rub your bare back.

“Well he sounds like an ass who only liked the idea of you. He’s a sorcerer right? You know, I can see if Utahime needs any help in Kyoto. Make sure you never have to see him again.”

You smiled at his protectiveness but declined the offer, “It’s alright. You’re right though. He didn’t really like me for who I was. That’s what hurts the most because it was so nice to be wanted.”

“I want you, just as you are.” Gojo couldn’t stop himself. He could never keep things from you.

You wrapped your arms around him. You didn’t reply, not wanting to reveal the hope that was bubbling in your chest. He didn’t mean it the way you wanted him to. He didn’t want you in the way you wanted him. You wanted all of him. Everything that came with being the significant other of Gojo Satoru, but he didn’t want all that came with you. After this failed relationship, you were realizing how perfect Gojo was for you. You were truly starting to feel that he was the only man in the world for you. No one could compare.

If only you were enough to fill the space in his life without a rotation of other women in his bed. How many other women did he hold like this? Did he make his other hookups breakfast in the morning? Did he spend as much time with them? Was he thinking of you as much as you thought of him? Were you as special to him as he was to you?

Gojo’s mind was racing. He shouldn’t have said that. Did you want him to want you? Or did you just want someone to want you? Were you just looking for a relationship or did you want a relationship with him? He didn’t want anyone but you. If it wasn’t with you then he didn’t want it. He’d spent the last month realizing how wrapped around your finger he really was. He had tried to lose himself in other women at first, but after saying your name to three different women he gave him and just threw himself into his teaching. Nobody compared to you.

You were the first to pull away. You avoided his eyes as you got out of bed because you didn’t want him to see your feelings. He was too good at reading you. You knew he’d see the love you had for him. You’d come to realize the extent of your feelings for him after he held you in your office. The way you felt with him couldn’t compare and you were too far gone. You’d been so desperate to ignore the seriousness of your adoration for Gojo that you jumped into the arms of the first guy who made you think he actually wanted to settle down. You weren’t just looking for a relationship like you wanted to pretend, you were looking for a relationship with Gojo.

“I’ll go start breakfast. Pancakes sound good?” Your voice was timid, making Gojo feel worried he’d made you uncomfortable.

He tried to lighten the mood by asking cheerfully, “With chocolate chips?”

You smiled and finally met his eyes, “Of course with chocolate chips! Whip cream too! I would never do any less for you, Mr. Gojo Satoru.”

He laughed at your faux offense. He got on his knees on the bed in front of you and put his hands together in prayer, “Oh please forgive me my dear (Y/N). I would never insinuate that you would offer anything other than the utmost accommodations. Please forgive my indiscretion.”

You threw your head back and laughed as you grabbed his hands. He lapped up your giggles. He could live off your smiles alone. He wrapped his arms around your waist to throw you over his shoulder as you continued to cackle.

“Gojo!” You shrieked as you tried to get a steady hold on his back as he got out of bed to start walking to the kitchen.

He smacked your ass and pinched your thigh, making you yelp. You smacked his butt back. He fake moaned loudly.

“Hit me harder mommy!” He yelled out.

You snorted and erupted into another fit of laughter at his antics. Finally he put you onto the kitchen counter and stood between your legs. He buried his face in the crook of your neck as you continued to laugh. God, he couldn’t get enough of this. Your laugh had to have crack in it. The cute way you wheezed should have been weird but it was like a siren call to him. You leaned back to find his lips with your own, unable to control yourself anymore.

He instantly melted into the kiss. His hands squeezed your thighs that he loved so fucking much. Your hands framed his face. The kiss was sweet and full of adoration on both sides. You sighed into it because you finally had him back. The past week you’d been debating whether or not you should call Gojo. You’d wanted to be comforted by no one but him. You were conflicted though as to whether you should run back into his arms and all the confusing emotions that brought with it. But now, you knew there was nowhere else you’d rather be than kissing him in your kitchen.

He felt his world right itself again the second your lips met his. He pulled away once he absolutely had to but leaned his forehead against yours to keep some contact with you. You both had stupid grins on your faces.

“I want you too by the way,” You whispered.

His smile grew impossibly wider at that. He pecked your lips one last time before beginning to pull out the ingredients needed for pancakes. His heart melted as he saw that you still had all his favorite sweets in your pantry. There was nobody in the world who made him feel as special as you did.

* * *

Your mission with Nanami went quite well considering the fact that there were far more curses than originally anticipated. Nanami came out unscathed, thanks to you really, but you had taken a bad hit to the leg. It was just a gash and Nanami had ripped the sleeve off his suit jacket to tie around the wound to stop the bleeding. You two weren’t far from the school so you tried to limp back to Shoko, but he scooped you into his arms huffing that it would be irresponsible of him to leave you with a wound like this.

Gojo was the first to spot Nanami princess carrying you up the steps to the college. He was there in an instant. Panic overtook him as he saw the blood covered rag wrapped around your leg.

“I’m taking her to Shoko now, it’s quite a deep gash but nothing that Shoko can’t heal easily,” Nanami tried to assure Gojo while tightening his hold on you.

Gojo tried to take you into his own arms but Nanami insisted that it was his duty as your partner to ensure you got proper treatment. You reached out to rub Gojo’s shoulder. He stopped his scuffle with Nanami instantly at your touch.

Your voice was pained as you tried to assure him, “It’s fine, Gojo. Nanami will take me to Shoko and everything will be fine. I’ll call you as soon as I’m fixed ok?”

He shook his head and without warning, teleported you all to Shoko’s office. Shoko instantly went into doctor mode. Neither man could fight her as she took you and placed you on her medical table. She shooed them out of the room so she could do her thing in peace.

Nanami leaned against the wall outside the medical office but Gojo paced up and down the hall. Nanami recounted every detail of your mission as per his senpai’s request. Gojo got more and more distraught as Nanami described how close you came to being injured far worse.

“She fought well, I would be dead had she not agreed to come with me.”

Gojo sighed and stopped his pacing, “I know she’s a remarkable sorcerer, but I should have gone. None of this would have happened if I’d gone with you instead.”

Nanami rolled his eyes, “Don’t be so dramatic, it’s an easy injury to fix. She can hold her own.”

“I know that but she shouldn’t have to be in pain.”

“Oh so now you care about her pain?” Nanami instantly regretted snapping at his senpai.

He just couldn’t hold it back. He’d watched Gojo play with your feelings for years now. Anytime he’d tried to call him out on it in the past, Gojo had just accused Nanami of having feelings for you himself. While his feelings for you weren’t romantic, Nanami did care for you a lot.

Before Gojo could defend himself, the door opened and you walked out. You had a slight limp and were leaning heavily on Shoko, but the wound was completely healed.

“All done!” You cheered, missing the tense atmosphere between the two men waiting for you.

Gojo pulled you into a hug. Nanami also got close to rub your back. While he had just been scolding Gojo for being dramatic, he too felt nervous about how bad the wound was. He was relieved to see you ok.

You smiled as you pulled away to sling arm over Nanami while keeping the other around Gojo’s waist.

“Thank you guys for helping me. I really appreciate it. Do you all wanna come over to my house? I made too much curry last night and there’s enough for everyone.” You inclined your head to include Shoko in your initiation.

Shoko and Nanami declined, both having paperwork to take care of, but Gojo jumped at the chance to keep an eye on you. Your friends wanted to protest but they knew someone should watch out because your leg was still extremely sore and you couldn’t put your full weight on it just yet.

Gojo scooped you into his arms despite your protest.

“I can walk just fine Gojo!” You whined, embarrassed at being doted over by everyone.

“And I can destroy all of Tokyo with one move but that doesn’t mean either of us has to do those things,” he shrugged and teleported you to his penthouse.

You yelped at the sudden shift and wrapped your arms tightly around his neck. He smiled despite his worry. He set you on his couch as you pouted.

“I thought we were going back to my place. I have all that curry.”

He put a pillow under your injured leg as he kissed your forehead.

“Badass sorcerers who defeat that many grade-one curses deserve takeout.”

You scoffed as he put a blanket over you, “You could have defeated them in one move.”

He smiled and shook his head at you. You were never good at receiving praise despite your special-grade status. You were confident in battle but turned into a bashful mess when anyone tried to tell you what a good job you did.

He sat on the couch while you leaned your back into him. His arm went around you as he dialed your favorite Thai place. He knew your order by heart. He knew you by heart.

As you two waited for the food and made pleasant conversation, Gojo couldn’t shake the feeling that he almost lost you today. He knew you were more than capable of defeating those curses, but when he saw you injured his heart fell into his ass. He couldn’t deny it any longer as he panicked over a relatively small injury, he loved you. He worried over you so much because he loved you so much. He’d tried to avoid that word but he loved so many things about you. It was only natural that he would finally accept that he didn’t just love the things you do or the way you made him feel, he loved you.

Finally the food came, interrupting you two making fun of how Nanami looked with one ripped coat sleeve. He paid and brought the food back into the living room only to find you in the kitchen.

“Why did you get up baby?” He questioned as he set the food out on the kitchen table.

You shrugged, “You don’t like to eat in the living room so I just hobbled over here.”

He smiled. You knew him so well. You knew he would have forced you to eat there so you wouldn’t have to move so you did it while he couldn’t stop you. You were so considerate of him, even at your own expense.

Gojo kissed your forehead again and sat down to eat with you. Your eyes lit up at seeing the spread he got. As you two sat and ate, Gojo found himself fantasizing about this being your every night. Coming home to you sounded heavenly. Or better yet, you two could carpool to work and have even more time together.

You waved a hand in front of his face, pulling him from his daydream of you waddling around his apartment pregnant with his child. Since when did he want kids? No, he didn’t want to have kids. He wanted to have kids with you.

“Penny for your thoughts?” You tilted your head at him and his heart hurt with how cute you were.

He was never good at hiding things from you so he blurted out exactly what he was thinking, “Marry me?”

You blinked at him. He repeated the question, “I’m serious, will you marry me?”

At that you choked on your food. He laughed and patted your back as you coughed like hell.

“What?!” You yelled.

He started to get out of his chair to get on one knee but you grabbed his arm to prevent it.

“Gojo,” tears started to prick at your eyes, “I don’t want you to propose me just because I got hurt and it scared you.”

It was Gojo’s turn to blink at you. Did you think he was doing this just because of that?

He sat back in his chair again as he said, “That’s not why I want to marry you. Well, not the only why. I do want to protect you and you being a Gojo would help.”

He didn’t know where he was going with this. He throat was drying up. He knew he didn’t mean enough to you. He wasn’t marriage material to you.

You looked down, a few tears falling as you sighed, “Gojo, I appreciate the care. I do want to marry you. I just, want you to marry me for the right reason. I’m not having an open marriage.”

Gojo couldn’t help but laugh at that, especially since you did say you want to marry him.

He took your face in his hands, thumbs stroking your cheeks as he cooed, “Oh baby. I am so not sharing you. You’re all mine and I’m all yours. I want to marry you because I want to be married to you. I love you. I’ve been trying to deny it all this time because it felt too dangerous and I felt too idiotic. I wanted to be better before I made you commit to me. I wanted all the threats against me to be gone before I dragged you into it. But, I realized that I’ve just been hurting you more. I love you, (Y/N). I love you with my entire being. I can’t hold it back any longer. I’m sorry it took me so long to say it out loud but I promise to spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

Tears were now flowing as you stared at him in disbelief. His blindfold was off so you had full access to his beautiful face and eyes. You knew in your heart that he was telling the truth. You felt how much he loved you in everything he did. You had just wanted to avoid thinking about it considering your relationship status.

“I love you too Gojo, but,” you took his hands off your face and held them, “I am still not jumping right into marriage with you. Let’s start with a date first; once you ask me properly first of course. And before you ask, no tonight doesn’t count as our first date.”

He smiled at your confession and the way you knew him like the back of your hand.

“You’re right, you deserve a proper courting m’lady. I’ll be right back ok.” He got up and kissed your forehead once more before dashing out of the door.

You stared at it puzzled but before you could even question what he was doing, he was back in his chair. You jumped at his sudden reappearance. He laughed then got down on one knee again, holding out a few flowers that he’d obviously picked from the front of his building.

“My beloved (Y/N), you have bewitched me mind, body, and cock. Please do me the honor of having dinner with me tomorrow.”

You cackled at his misquote from one of your favorite movie scenes in Pride and Prejudice, and nodded profusely.

He jumped up and kissed you deeply. He had never been more excited for a date in his life. He was so going all out and you were going to be so embarrassed.

* * *

Gojo stood outside your apartment door in his best suit. He kept fiddling with his tie as he waited for you to answer the door. He had a real bouquet of your favorite flowers in hand this time and a promise ring you’d had your eye on in his pocket. He knew he shouldn’t be nervous but he was a wreck. His palms were sweaty and he felt like a teenager with how insecure he was in his appearance tonight.

He’d styled his hair down and was sporting the pair of sunglasses that you had said, two years ago, complimented his face shape. He had retied his tie four times and it still felt like it didn’t look right. You’d bought it for him for his birthday last year so he knew it made him look good. Despite all this, he couldn’t help but scrutinize himself in the elevator reflection the entire ride up.

Finally, you opened the door and all his insecurities melted away. He could only focus on you. You were wearing the sexiest dress that complimented your body and skin tone in the hottest way possible. He’d never seen this dress and was already dying to rip it off you. You smiled at the flowers.

“Hello, Gojo. Sorry for making you wait so long.” Your voice was husky and it was doing things to him.

He saw the sparkle in your eyes as his raked over you, taking in every inch of exposed skin. Oh, so she’s doing this on purpose.

He smirked as he handed you the flowers, being sure to brush his fingers against your bare arm, “You’re well worth the wait baby.”

A blush dusted your cheeks at his words and you set the flowers off to the side before walking out. He pulled his spare key out and locked the door behind you. You rolled your eyes at him, looping your arm through his anyway.

* * *

The restaurant was one of the fanciest in Tokyo and normally this wouldn’t be your guys’ style. However, tonight he wanted to treat you like the princess you were. He wanted this to feel like a real first date so he was pulling out all the stops. You deserved nothing but the best. You guys could go back to your normal Mom-and-Pop shop routine next time. Tonight was fancy.

He pulled your chair out for you. You thanked him profusely. You were trying to keep up a coy persona but it slipped whenever he did anything sweet for you. He loved watching you struggle to keep up your act.

Throughout the dinner, conversation was easy. You were so easy to spend time with. He could talk to you for the rest of his life. At dessert, He slipped the waiter the ring he had for you to be placed on top of the mountainous chocolate lava cake he of course ordered.

Your face turned adorably red at the sight of it. You started to stammer but he grabbed your hand and kissed it.

“Baby, it’s just a promise ring. It’s the one you showed me a while ago. I’m not asking you to marry me, yet. I want to enjoy dating you first. It’s just a promise that I’m yours completely forever. And I wanted you to have something to show off when you brag about me.” He winked at the end.

Your stomach was flipping at his words. God, he was being so perfect. You grabbed his tie and pulled him into a kiss.

“I love you, Gojo Satoru.” You whispered against his lips.

“Wow, fallen for me after the first date honey? Can’t say I’m surprised.”

You slapped his shoulder. He was so annoying but he was yours.

* * *

As he dropped you off, Gojo grabbed his overnight bag from the back seat. You raised an eyebrow at him but he kissed you thinking that would settle it.

When he walked you to your apartment and tried to walk in after you, you pushed him back. He scoffed and grabbed the hand you’d used to shove his chest.

“You thought I’d sleep with you on the first date? What kind of girl do you think I am Mr. Gojo?” You tried to seem offended but there was mischief in your eyes.

He groaned as your nickname made his cock twitch. He had a tent in his pants at this point after staring at you all night. Reluctantly, he kissed the top of your hand.

“Of course, my dear. I’ll call you in the morning. I had a wonderful time tonight.” He feigned indifference but his balls were turning blue as he spoke.

You kissed his cheek and closed the door in his face. He banged his head against your door once he thought you’d walked away. Fuck, this was going to be a long night alone.

Suddenly your door opened and he fell into you. You held him up, kissing him intensely and already taking his jacket off.

“I’m just fucking with you,” you said in between kisses, “but you have to leave before the morning.”

He laughed at that and threw you over his shoulder. Now, it was going to be a long night ravishing you.

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