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#i picked megumi but i almost picked itadori because he is a good boy or nanami because he is the only man i respect
chuluoyi · 3 months
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the birthday boy
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- fushiguro megumi x reader
your boyfriend is indifferent towards his own special day, but with you, he actually finds it worth celebrating
genre/warnings: fluff, fluff, fluff with a teeny weeny dash of angst
notes: loosely based on this fanart. pls just give my boi back gege you awful one-eyed cat how could you hold him hostage even on his birthday
listen to: sakura koi by mosawo don't mind me i just get all soft for this poor boy *sigh*
series masterlist | oneshot masterlist
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Megumi never really liked birthdays—his own birthdays, specifically.
"Come on, Megumi... just what is it that you want for your present?" you pleaded, pursing your lips together as you faced your boyfriend. "I don't want to give you a surprise only to find out it's not something you'd enjoy!"
However, ever since Gojo went and took him in, ever since he began attending Jujutsu High, and ever since he started dating you, to his chagrin, everyone started making a big fuss over it.
With the straightest face ever, he glanced at you and muttered, "I'm telling you, you can get me whatever."
"That's not an answer!"
"Seriously, you can pick anything. I'm good with anything."
You huffed in exasperation. "You're so unbelievably uncooperative, sheesh."
"On the contrary, I think I'm being quite amiable," he deadpanned. "You don't have to think about it that hard."
In a way, you should've expected this. Your boyfriend was never one who made a big deal over anything, and he probably meant it when he said that he was good with whatever. Your soft boy was just wired that way.
Meanwhile, to Megumi, his birthday was more of a remainder of good old days he spent with his kind sister and Gojo—when times were much more simpler. When Tsumiki was still alive and well. Call him an emo, but he was just feeling bittersweet.
Tsumiki would craft him this makeshift party hat, and Gojo would get him an overly sweet birthday cake with an even more over-the-top frostings. They'd join in singing him happy birthday, and Gojo's singing would be intentionally and especially awful while at it.
But now that he thought back to it, he kind of missed those times.
You threw him a narrowed-eyed look. "Forget it, I half-expected this anyway—" but then, suddenly struck by an idea, you exclaimed, "—oh! Wait, I know!"
Your enthusiastic exclamation caught his attention, and he silently observed as you furiously tapped away on your phone, scouring Google for standard gift ideas for boyfriends.
For the next half-hour, you continuously sought his feedback on each of suggestions. However, Megumi only nodded or agreed with evident disinterest, which didn't really answer your question at all.
“You’re seriously going to be like this, huh?” you sighed, frowning in total indignation, but in your boyfriend’s eyes, you were the height of absolute cuteness.
As you grumbled inwardly about how dull he was, Megumi wore a small smile. Truthfully, if asked, his ideal birthday would revolve around spending time with you. You didn't have to lose your head over this.
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Needless to say, you were still trying to make it an event to remember. And Megumi knew, because you were so obvious it was giving him secondhand embarrassment.
"Itadori! I'm telling you—" you were rebuking a sheepish Yuji on broad daylight regarding which color for balloons to be placed in the class on the day of his birthday. Earlier, he saw you and Nobara huddled together, talking about cakes and pastries, then also animatedly discussing with Inumaki, Panda and Maki, pulling out all the stops for a celebration plan without missing a beat.
Megumi could only facepalm at your attempt to maintain secrecy—in which you were failing miserably, almost as if you hadn't really made an effort at all.
"Isn’t it nice, Megumi?" suddenly Gojo slid beside him, with a stupid grin on his face. "Someone who exclusively goes this far for you, hmm?"
"It's embarrassing..."
"Ha! Don't be shy," Gojo barked, leaving him with a friendly pat in the back before stalking away with a snicker, and Megumi wasn't the least bit amused. He was certain that at least, Yuji and Nobara would tease the heck out of him after all was said and done due to your antics.
Even so, he didn't have the heart to stop you, appreciating your well-meaning efforts. He felt somewhat soft too inside, as he didn't expect that there would be someone who cared about this way too much like you did. Just it felt strange—
—because last he remembered, the only person who was hellbent on making his birthday a nice memory was Tsumiki.
. . .
So you were organizing a surprise party for him alongside others. Megumi already knew that, he had anticipated it and frankly, he didn’t actually expect much, but when he actually stepped into the classroom and was greeted with a literal bang, confetti, colorful banners, balloons, and a crowd of well-wishers, he was floored.
“Fushiguro! Happy birthday!”
“Look happier a little, would you?!”
“Look! Look! We got you a cake!”
Yuji and Panda almost hugged him—but before he could, Megumi shoved them away, Nobara handed him a paper bag tied with a pretty bow with a cool smile—believing her gift to be the best, Inumaki gave his hand a shake, and Maki wished him only the best.
All of this was within his expectations. He knows, and yet…
"Hey, Megumi! Smile!" your voice stood out the most, along with your widest smile, beaming and gesturing towards the camera as you were about to take a group picture.
Megumi swore his heart skipped a beat. His pretty, sweet girlfriend. Your affections reached him, and it dampened the hardness that he always carried inside his heart. In that fleeting moment, he felt you were radiant, just like the sun.
Then he turned his gaze and found the person he knew he could never thank enough in this lifetime. Gojo, for the first time in a while, wasn't the clown he made himself to be for his sake. Standing with crossed arms, he quietly watched over him, nodding towards the camera as well with a meaningful smile.
Megumi felt warm, he felt loved, and he wouldn’t admit it, but this might be the best day of his life—surrounded by you and his friends like this. And he actually felt more than just that, but no words could do it justice, because nothing could have ever captured the overwhelming fullness inside his chest.
Tsumiki... You see... I'm doing well, you know?
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Later, after all festivities are done, you managed to pull him into a secluded corner of the dorms to give him your one-of-a-kind gift, while fidgeting nervously.
"What is it?" he questioned, gaze squarely fixed on you. "At this point, there's no need for you to be this nervous. Nothing could've surprised me any more than Panda's giant panda earlier."
You laughed, recalling how he nearly got squashed by the life-sized stuffed panda earlier, but then you averted your gaze, feeling your face flush and turning into the cutest shade of pink.
"Well! To be fair, it was because you were so uncooperative when I asked what you wanted for your gift! And since I have gotten you the cake, I figured it'll be fun if you want to play this game..."
You huffed, and Megumi simply blinked in confusion when you handed him five pieces of papers—tickets? He turned them over to find the words "Free Pass" written on each one.
"Sooo you can use each ticket to ask me to do anything! Anything at all, be it me dancing to the worst song you can think of, or whatever!" your cheeks were burning so hard, but your resolute gaze kept him captivated as you continued, "So yeah, you get five free passes to make me do things I wouldn't normally do."
Lips pursed, eyes sparkling, cheeks ablaze. All in all, you were irresistibly adorable that Megumi had this overwhelming urge to scoop you up and put you inside his pocket if he could.
And really, free passes? Did you not consider the numerous exploitable loopholes he could subject you to?
"Okay, here, I want to use my first ticket."
"Huh! Already? What is it?"
He chuckled then, his lips tugging into the warmest of smiles, and you felt your heart soar, seeing that rare carefree expression on him.
"I want to kiss you."
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the-atlas-sister · 4 months
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ᖴIᖇᔕT ᗪᗩTE ᕼEᗩᗪᑕᗩᑎᑎOᑎᔕ ᗯ/ ᒍᒍK ᗷOYᔕ
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𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒, 𝙼𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚒, 𝚈𝚞𝚞𝚝𝚊, 𝙶𝚘𝚓𝚘, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚘
𝚈𝚞𝚞𝚓𝚒 𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒:
Movies
There were a lot of things you hadn't expected when you got back to your apartment after work. The end of the world, your younger brother at your doorstep. Something you really didn't expect was Yuuji Itadori standing at your doorstep with a bouquet of f/f and your favorite snacks in his hands.
"Yuuji?" you said, eyes widening as you held your keys in your hand.
"Oh! That's why you weren't answering," Yuuiji said, turning and looking at you. He looked at you, then the door. "I forgot you worked today."
You chuckled softly, walking around the pink haired boy to unlock your apartment door. "What're you doing here Yuuji?" you asked, successfully opening the door and ushering him inside.
"Well, you remember when I asked you if you wanted to go on a date?" Yuuji asked, following you into the apartment and making a b-line to the kitchen.
"What?" you said, furrowing your brows. You watched as he put the snacks and flowers on the counter and began looking through the cabinets for a vase.
"You know? The date that I asked you on like a week ago?" Yuuji insisted, keeping his back to you.
"Yuuji, you never asked me on a date," you said, leaning on the counter and looking up at Yuuji.
"Give me some credit," Yuuji chuckled, finding a large vase and filling it with water. "I did it last week, we were in my apartment- shit," Yuuji's face fell and he smacked his hand against his forehead. "That was when I was practicing with Megumi. I knew I forgot something!"
You laughed lightly, gently rubbing Yuuji's shoulder. "If it's any consolation, I'd say yes," you said with a small smile.
"Well, good, because I got us tickets to Human Earthworm 5 and your favorite snacks. Plus I'll buy you anything you want from the theater."
You smiled softly as you watched Yuuji place the flowers in the vase of water. The picture of him doing something so domestic in your home made your stomach flutter. "Really?" you asked softly, blushing as Yuuji looked up and grinned at you, his eyes sparkling lovingly.
"Yeah, we should go now though, the movie is supposed to start in twenty minutes," Yuuji said, picking up the snacks and bringing them to you. "If we take the transit we should arrive at the theater in ten minutes."
"You really thought this through, huh?" you hummed, taking the snacks and tucking them into your purse.
"Megumi helped me plan," Yuuji explained, taking your hand absentmindedly and guiding you to the door. "Against his will, but he did it." You chuckled at his response. You smiled as Yuuji opened the door for you.
"Oh! I need my wallet," you said, going to turn around. Yuuji gripped your hand and pulled you back softly.
"You don't need it, I told you I'd buy you anything you wanted from the theater," Yuuji stated, pulling you out the door and closing it behind the two of you. "I'm a gentleman like that."
"Wow, even though I'm not Jennifer Lawrence?" you joked, smirking slyly at Yuuji.
"Yeah, yeah, even then," Yuuji chuckled, ushering you to the transit center. "But even if Jennifer Lawrence were to come and tell me she secretly has been in love with me for years, I'd still stay on my date with you."
"Wow, I'm flattered," you said sarcastically, leaning on a pole as you stood at the center.
"I'm really happy you wanted to come on this date with me," Yuuji said, smiling at you softly as you leaned on the pole. "Even if I never asked you." He blushed and chuckled awkwardly.
"I'm happy about it too," you said, giving him a smile as well.
-eventually you both got to the movies
-Human Earthworm 5 was not great but it was nice spending time together
𝙼𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚒 𝙵𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘:
Late Night Picnic
When Megumi had sent you a random address at almost ten o'clock at night, you thought this whole dating thing was just a stupid ploy for him to kill you. That thought was sent out the window when you came to a small tent in the middle of a medowie clearing, small lights hanging around the outside and framing the opening.
"What do you think?" Megumi asked as you ducked under the tent entrance. Your smile grew wider as you saw the spiky-haired boy sitting in front of a small spread of your favorite sandwiches and chips. He had a small blush on his face and was wearing casual sweatpants and a hoodie. "Yuuji help me set everything up and... Gojo bought all the food."
You giggled softly as you sat next to him. "I think it's amazing," you said with a small smile. You leaned over and kissed his cheek softly. "You really did all this?"
"Yeah," he admitted softly, looking to the side as you kissed his cheek. "I thought after we ate, we could look at the stars."
"You really thought this through, huh?" you smiled, grabbing a few chips and eating them.
"You deserve it," Megumi mumbled to himself as he stared at you. You continued to eat and chat as the night went on, Megumi mostly watching you and smiling at your stories and mentally memorizing your mannerisms.
𝚈𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝙾𝚔𝚔𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚞:
Home Cooked Dinner
"Y/n! Perfect!" Yuta grinned as he opened the door. You smiled at him, giggling slightly at the image of him in his little "Kiss the Cook" apron.
"Nice outfit," you complimented cheekily as Yuta let you inside. He looked down at his outfit with a blush.
"Ha... right," he chuckled, quickly pulling off the apron and throwing it on the counter. "Inumaki gave it to me as a gag gift," he said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"You don't have to throw it aside, I know you like it," you said with a small smirk, picking it up and putting it around his neck again. "Plus you look cute in it." Yuta blushed once more as you pulled off your jacket and hung it on the jacket hook behind the young man's door.
"Th-thank you," Yuta said shyly. "O-oh! Um, I hope you like Italian ramen! It's kinda all I know how to cook." He chuckled awkwardly and ushered you to the small dining room table.
"Sounds delicious," you smiled, watching as he wandered to the stove and placed the ramen in two small bowls.
"Ham or chicken?" he asked, looking at you over his shoulder.
"Surprise me," you said with a smile, leaning on your elbows on the table.
"Ham it is," Yuuta said, placing the bowl and chopsticks in front of you. You chuckled as he sat across from you with your own bowl. "Thank you for saying yes to doing this, by the way," he said, messing with his ramen.
"Thank you for asking me," you said with a soft smile. "Let's dig in, yeah?"
𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚞 𝙶𝚘𝚓𝚘:
Ice Cream Date
"What?"
"You and I are going on a date," Satoru repeated his phrase, holding a single flower it looked like he had picked from your front yard. You blinked at him in disbelief.
"Did you like... forget to actually ask or...?" you gave him a mildly exasperated expression.
"No, we're just going on a date," Satoru repeated, mimicking your expression.
You rolled your eyes before going to close your front door.
"Wait- wait- wait!" Satoru exclaimed, placing his foot in the door. "I'll buy you ice cream!" he protested, sticking his face between the door, making his cheeks squish and lips pucker.
"Fine," you sighed, opening the door again.
"Ow," Satoru groaned, rubbing his cheeks.
"It's your own fault," you scoffed, plucking the flower from his hands. "Wait here." You walked back into your home, slipping on your shoes and placing the flower in a small cup of water. "You said you're paying?"
"If that's what gets you to go on the date," Satoru shrugged, taking your purse from you and swinging it over his shoulder.
"Not a date," you scoffed, continuing to walk alongside the taller white-haired man.
"Whatever you say babe."
𝚂𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚞 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚘:
Dinner Date
"Suguru... this is... too much," you said, jaw dropping as you arrived at the large restaurant.
"Depends on who you ask," Suguru chuckled, placing a hand on your lower back and guiding you inside the restaurant. "I think it's just enough. You deserve a place like this."
You blushed at his kind and loving words.
"Unless it's too much?" Suguru said softly, looking down at you as he walked past the long line of people outside the restaurant. He slipped the host a small envelope, causing a waiter to guide you to a table almost immediately.
"N-no it's alright," you said, shaking your head lightly. You smiled politely at Suguru as he pulled out your seat for you. "I mean, you went through all this trouble-"
"It's no trouble at all," Suguru said quickly, giving you a coy smile. "I told you, you deserve all this."
"You flatter me Suguru," you chuckled, smiling politely at the waitor as they poured you water and placed a small plate and silverware in front of you. "It's just all a lot fancier than I'm used to."
"That's fair," Suguru said with a small smile. "Next time we go out, you get to choose. How's that sound?"
"Next time?" you asked, cocking an eyebrow at the raven-haired man.
"Yeah, is that alright?" Suguru questioned, looking mildly worried for a moment.
"Yeah, I think it is," you said with a small smile.
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playgrl0 · 1 year
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reunited / megumi
!! not proof read because i'm sick, sorry !!
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"finally! there you are." you say and roll your eyes at gojo who walked towards you. "i've been waiting here for almost thirty minutes." gojo throws an arm around your shoulder and pulls you close against his side. "i'm so happy to see you, it's been a while. megumi will be so happy to have you back in one piece." he winks. "shut up." you push him away from you. "can we leave?" "of course!" he grabs your bag and hand and pulls you behind him over to his car. "ah, so much has happened since you left. i bet megumi has told you about the new first years?" he opens the door for you to get in. "yeah! yuuji itadori and nobara kugisaki, right?" gojo closes the door behind you, gets into the drivers seat next to you and starts driving. "yep! i'm pretty sure you're gonna love them. nobara will be so happy to have another girl in the team." he grins and you chuckle. "i can't wait to meet them and see everyone else again." you smile to yourself. "you didn't tell anyone you were coming, right?" he asks. "of course not." you scoff. "wouldn't want to ruin your surprise." he smirks at you and you smile yo yourself, looking out the window.
the first and second years are out on the field, taking a break from training when gojo walks up to them. "attention everybody! i have a surprise." maki rolls her eyes. "if you're here to give us more souvenirs, keep them." gojo pouts and mumbles a quiet 'whatever' "anyway, i need everyone to stay right here, i'll be back in five seconds." he smirks and disappears into thin air. like he said, five seconds later he appears in front of the group again, this time with you. he has you slung over his shoulder. "gojo, let me down! right now!" you hit his back a few times and he finally lets you down. you brush down your clothes and look up to see everyone looking at you with wide eyes. "hi guys!" panda runs over to you to pick you up into his arms, toge jumping on top of you two to join the hug. "y/n!! you're back!" panda let's you and toge down again, toge pulling you into another side hug. "so good to have you back l/n!" maki smiles at you. before you can respond to her a boy with pink hair jumps in front of you and holds out his hand for you to shake. "yuuji itadori!! nice to meet you!" you don't think you've ever seen anyone smile that hard. he's adorable. you shake his hand "i'm y/n l/n! nice to finally meet you, i've heard a lot about you." you turn to nobara. "and you must be nobara kugisaki. i've also heard a lot about you." you slightly bow to her. "you know me? i feel flattered. we're gonna be the bestest of friends" she pulls you and maki into side hugs. "why are we meeting you just now y/n?" yuji asks and gojo answers for you as he throws his heavy arm over your shoulder. "our beloved y/n here went to europe for a mission. she was there for about three months." nobara perks up at that "europe? how was it? where exactly were you?" she excitedly asks. "okay that's enough." megumi's annoyed voice rings through everyone's ears and you all turn around to him. he gently grabs your arm and pulls you beside him. "c'mon megumi! we all missed her." gojo playfully pouts. "don't care." he pulls you closer against his side. "c'mon, megumi hasn't seen his girlfriend in three months. we should leave them alone." maki butts in. before anyone can react or do anything else, nobara and yuji yell "GIRLFRIEND?!" at the same time. "man, you never tell us anything." yuji pouts."y/n is your girlfriend? you have a girlfriend?" nobara points at the both of you, not believing it. megumi's getting annoyed now, you can tell so you wrap your arm around his waist and gently squeeze him. "hard to believe, huh? i know." gojo dramatically sighs and wraps a arm around nobara's shoulder. "that's enough." megumi grabs your hand and pulls you away with him. you turn around to the others one last time and giggle. "see you all later!"
you and megumi reach his dorm room. he opens the door, pulls you inside, closes the door behind you and pulls you by your arm into a tight hug. one arm wrapped around your waist, the other one gently sitting on the back of your neck, yours wrapped around his torso. finally, you have him back. after three long, exhausting months you're finally back in his arms. that mission went on for way longer than anyone expected and it was a tough one. it brought you to your limits mentally and physically, many times and you wanted nothing more than just to be with megumi and have him comfort you. but that's all over now. you're right here, back in his arms, where you belong. and, megumi feels the exact same. he missed you more and more every single day that went by. he missed holding you in his arms, waking up next to you, going to sleep next to you. just the simple things. having you by his side. you're finally back and he couldn't be happier. "why didn't you tell me you were coming back?" he quietly mumbles into your hair. you pull away from him a little to look at him. "gojo wanted it to be a surprise, especially for you." you grin. he rolls his eyes and mutters a quiet "idiot" before he gently takes your face into his hands. "i missed you so much." he whispers and pulls you into a kiss. a very much needed kiss. "i missed you too." you mumble in between kisses. megumi pulls away a little to get a good look at your face. "you're so beautiful." he whispers and presses a kiss to your forehead. when he pulls away to look at you again, he sees a few small tears rolling down your cheeks. he gently wipes them away with his thumb. "hey now, why are you crying?" "i'm sorry, i just, i missed you so much." you sniffle but your smile never leaving your lips. he smiles as well, wiping the rest of your tears with the sleeve of his shirt. "it's okay. we're back together now." you pull him into another kiss. this time, the kiss is needier, hungrier. megumi walks you both over to his bed, pushes you down and lays on top of you. his lips never leaving yours. you're running your fingers through his hair, slightly pulling on it, making him groan out quietly against your mouth. you pull away to catch your breath and he moves down to your neck and kisses you there. "i missed this." he pecks your lips again a few times before he gets off of you and lays beside you. megumi pulls you close against his side and you tangle your legs with his. "me too." you happily sigh out. "i can't wait to tell you about everything but, i need to take a nap first." you let out a yawn which makes megumi chuckle. "i could use one too. training was pretty hard today." he rubs your arm up and down, pressing some kisses into your hair. "i love you." you smile up at him, pull yourself on top of him and pull into a proper kiss. "i love you too." you respond between the kiss and his hands hold your hips in place, the kiss getting once again needier. he brushes his tongue along your bottom lip and slightly bites down on it, before he puts his tongue inside your mouth and intertwines it with yours. heavy breaths, slight grunts and whimpers are ringing through the usual silent room. you're getting lost in the feeling of having him so close to you again. feeling his lips, his hands all over you and finally feeling the love you've missed for so long. megumi's lips move down your jaw, to your neck where he starts kissing you there, earning a small whimper from you and making him grin against your soft skin. "i missed how responsive you are." he mumbles and places a few kisses to your collarbone. you pull his head away from you and hold yourself up with your arms next to his head, brushing a few strands of his hair off his forehead. "you're beautiful, megs." you mutter while admiring him. his messy dark hair, his soft skin, cheeks slightly flushed just like his lips who're also plump from all the kissing you just did. "shut up." he mumbles and pulls you down on him, hiding your face into the crook of his neck.
you and megumi didn't notice that you both fell asleep. the door to megumi's dorm opens, gojo, itadori and nobara standing there, staring at the both of you. "so that's why they didn't hear us knocking." gojo grins and crosses his arms over his chest. "they're really cute." yuji whispers. "for how long have they been dating?" nobara asks gojo. "about three years now, i think. they grew up together and let me tell you, i always knew they were gonna end up together." he proudly smirks. a soft smile appears on nobara's lips at his answer, looking back to both of you, and letting out a dreamy sigh. "he has the biggest soft spot for her," gojo continues. "she's pretty much the only person he likes. besides me of course." he winks. " but, they're good for each other." gojo continues, his voice a little softer now. "something has always missed in megumi's life until y/n entered it. she completed him." he ends his little speech, eyes never leaving your intertwined, comfortable looking bodies. gojo pats nobara's and yuji's heads, "we should leave them alone now." nobara and yuji turn around and leave and so does gojo but not before taking a quick picture of you two, because you look so cute and peaceful together and also, to blackmail megumi later. with one last smile, he closes the door behind him and leaves not knowing, that megumi heard everything.
he can't help but smile into your hair. gojo was right, you are the piece that fully completes him. he drapes the blanket over you both, presses a kiss to your forehead and closes his eyes again.
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tags: @kendraken @obitohno @oikawascutie @softbajis @peach-m1lk
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eyes-of-mischief · 8 months
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weekly fic recs | 42
fandoms: bnha, hq, jjk, mdzs, tgcf
bnha
Flare Signal by achievingelysium
(graphic depictions of violence)
AU. Midoriya Izuku shouldn't be surprised he ended up like this: hiding the secret of One for All from his own father, the notorious villain Dragon. The path to being a hero is a hard one.
Or; Izuku is an aspiring hero forced to work for his father’s villain organization. Then he runs into All Might.
Fingers Itch, Are You Pistol-Whipped? by iizukuus
(explicit) (graphic depictions of violence)
Katsuki crosses one leg over the other in his seat when Todoroki stumbles into the conference room an hour and a half late. And yeah, Todoroki’s fucking killing him with that glare of his. Lip’s twitching, tugging, fingers going like he’s getting ready to lunge at Katsuki over the table, but he won’t. Can’t. Realistically, Katsuki didn’t do shit. He’s not Todoroki’s maid, he’s not his fucking mother, and the asshole can consider this payback for the six-day old dishes in the sink. Katsuki wasn’t gonna give in, but at a certain point — you gotta do what’s good for the apartment as a whole. In the end, IcyHot wasn’t getting on it and Katsuki spent two hours scrubbing and putting away a mess he didn’t make. So no, Katsuki isn’t gonna ride Todoroki’s dick, but Todoroki can sure as fuck suck his, cause that’s what he gets for not doing his fucking chores.
Or: Katsuki and Shouto just need a little love in their hearts.
to learn to be (me) by thekingoftrash
(mature)
In order to deal with the shit show that is his life, Shouto's always relied on some unhealthy coping mechanisms to help. It starts to become a problem at UA, but luckily, there are some people in his life that'll do whatever it takes to give him the life and happiness he deserves. It just might hurt a little in the meantime.
Or a lot. But hey, nobody said it'd be easy.
hq
Scheming Students by LindtLuirae 
“To be fair,” Atsumu says, biting into his favourite fatty tuna Onigiri and chewing thoughtfully. “I keep catching students gossiping about us.”
That gives Kiyoomi a pause. “About us?”
“Aha,” Atsumu nods, finishing his onigiri with relish. “Like they pass notes ‘bout us bein’ cute together.”
jjk
Antipathy by CalicoColors
It's not a problem like Itadori thinks it to be. It's just a habit of his, a quirky little trait. Some people pick their skin, or crack their joints, or cover their mirrors. Megumi just doesn't like to eat.
mdzs
Company by WithBroomBefore
Lan Wangji is fourteen when the dying boy comes to stay at Cloud Recesses.
synesthesia by uchiuchi
When the darkness fades away and a face pops up, Wei Ying almost falls out of his chair.
What the fuck, he thinks. What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck.
Wei Ying counts to three, takes a breath, then shoots upwards. “Sorry, I dropped my pen,” he says, not even trying to make his lie sound convincing, because what the fuck, Lan Zhan is gorgeous. He has the brightest eyes Wei Ying’s ever seen, the nicest, longest eyelashes, and black hair draping over his shoulder. This guy has clearly won the lottery of attractive genes, which means he must be lacking in something else, like maybe his voice—
“It’s fine.”
WHAT THE FUCK, Wei Ying thinks. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK.
(In which Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, students from different universities, are assigned to complete a senior project together.)
Covered in Bees by ScarlettStorm
“Cloud Reccesses Apiary,” says a toneless, deep masculine voice, with zero question in it. Wei Ying doesn’t care, because whoever possesses that voice is probably going to come save him from bees like a fucking hero while wearing like, a suit of armor. That’s what you wear to catch bees, right?
“I have like, so many bees outside my front door right now,” he says, mouth running out ahead of him before he can even begin to think about reining it in. “It’s like a sandstorm of bees out there. There are so many bees. I got out of my car and there were just bees and I don’t want these bees. Do you want these bees? Please tell me you will come get these bees. I can’t leave my house and I have enough food for maybe a week but then I’m gonna have to learn how to cook dry beans and no one wants that, especially not me.” Wei Ying runs out of air, takes a breath, and belatedly adds, “My name is Wei Ying. Hi.”
Or: The beekeeping AU that no one asked for.
tgcf
your arms, my home by astrocosmos
One by one, Heavenly Officials have begun to vanish without a trace. It's up to the remaining few to uncover why.
—or is it?
two idiots don't cancel each other out by astrocosmos, moonsteps
“Gege? What’s going on?”
Xie Lian has gone bright red, his eyes flickering back and forth between He Xuan, who he’s still laying on, and Hua Cheng, who might have gone into actual shock.
“San Lang! We’re, we...uh, this is—”
He Xuan takes a deep breath, sends a prayer to the dead hermit crab he had when he was twelve, and says, “Xie Lian and I are dating.”
(Or: He Xuan gets dragged into a love triangle he never wanted to be part of.)
willow branches and flowers by curiositykilled
“Xie Lian?” the doctor asks.
Xie Lian had thought it safe enough to use his name after this many years, five hundred past the death of Xianle, but he questions that belief as her brow furrows.
“Ah,” he says, uncertain how to proceed but certain that changing it now would only raise her suspicions. “Yes?”
“Like the shrine?”
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After a mishap helping a village get rid of a malevolent ghost, Xie Lian stumbles upon a mysterious shrine and its keeper and discovers his most devoted believer in the last place he'd ever think to look.
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firein-thesky · 1 year
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hiii im rather late so i’m not sure if you’re doing the title game anymore but if you are i have titles from drawing wips i never finished and i think it would be fun to share those.. if not please ignore this <3 you can pick from whichever one you want to do
“1000 paper cranes”
“passion and poetry”
“curse of the sun/blessing of the moon”
“a good boy with no place”
hope you’re doing well these days 🌷
TECHNICALLY..,.,i am done with it. BUT for you my dear sel, i will make an exception.,.,especially because what a fun little idea to do fic titles off of your drawing wip titles 😭💕 feel so honored you would share these with me to make up lil fic ideas for 😭💕
okay lets do this:
1000 paper cranes
pairing: yuuiji itadori x reader
tags: soulmate!au, angst, hurt/comfort
summary: you always knew you'd love a damned boy. you count his days the way you count the paper cranes that you keep pressing into his palms.
ig im imagining a version where you've grown up in your teen years alongside yuuji, knowing he had that execution hanging over his head? stayed steadfastly by his side as his soulmate? maybe even hid it from him? or he hid it from you? because he's set to be executed? and now the day finally approaches more rapidly as a young adult??
passion and poetry
pairing: suguru getou x reader
tags: grad school!au, messy relationships, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff
summary: the world expects great things from you, their up and coming writer with a too-big appetite. suguru getou, a painter, takes you as his muse.
i have always wanted to write a messy grad school!au about an affair with like gojo or getou lol. maybe nanami. love especially artist!aus...just messy messy messy dynamics. steamy and passionate and pretentious. i want to be their muse. ya know??
curse of the sun/blessing of the moon
pairings: satoru gojo x reader, suguru getou x reader
tags: ANGST, hurt, messy messy love triangle, strange and toxic dynamics. jealousy
summary: you have always been the wretched part between them, the sky between the sun and the moon. when suguru getou betrays the sorcerer world, you are unable to pick a side. once more, caught somewhere in their horrible in between.
the messiest little angst ot3 fic with gojo x getou x reader. reader who isn't good or bad, just loves them, and can't pick. lots of fun angst and jealousy and pain fjdkslflkd
a good boy with no place
pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader
tags: hurt/comfort, angst, healing, fluff, megumi's massive abandonment issues, megumi's mommy AND daddy issues, friends to lovers, sloooow burn
summary: megumi fushiguro has had almost everything torn out from underneath him at some point in his life. he has never known what the word home should sound like in his mouth until he meets you.
just my big angst hurt/comfort fic w megumi :,) just ushy gushy horrible healing of megumi's intense abandonment issues that i think he has.,..soft healing. hard but soft ya know. my poor boy with just no place. stray dog megumi that latches onto the reader and simply won't let go </33
gosh thank you my friend for sending this in!!! how fun!!! i hope you're doing well too 💗
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Jjk hc for the "oh no there's only one bed" cliche prompt 🥺? Your favorite boys ❤️
oh no, there’s only one bed
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featuring: yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, toge inumaki and toji fushiguro 
itadori
he totally meant for this to happen 
but once he’s actually in the room with you and the single bed, he starts to feel shy about it
then he offers to sleep in a separate futon as he tries to gauge your reaction to this ‘minor inconvenience’ 
you humor him by agreeing as you would expect this kind of move from your lover boy
“anddddd here we are!” he exclaims are he opens the door to reveal his bedroom. this was the first time you had been over to his place of which he was eager to give you a tour. it was small overall but cozy.
“we’re sharing a bed?” you asked curiously with a slight smile on your lips. 
“uh, um, well,” he stuttered. “i was hoping we would but i can always sleep in the spare futon if you’d like,” he stammered.
“no, it’s fine,” you assured. 
“you promise?” he asked, holding your hand and shaking it lightly, giving you his puppy dog eyes. 
“mm-hmm,” you nodded with a grin. 
he nodded back. “wanna warm it up with me?”
you giggled at the suggestive tone in his voice. “sure.”
you yelp lightly as he suddenly picks you up, taking the last few steps to the bed with you in his arms. he climbs in the bed before sitting you in his lap, your chests pressed together. 
“hi,” he says as you settle into your new position. 
“oh, hello,” you humor his silliness. 
“this was a good idea. i’m the best,” he gloats, making you playfully roll your eyes. 
megumi
it was all gojo’s idea to send you on a little ‘honeymoon’ as he liked to call it, wanting you to have some time for yourselves before your next mission
unfortunately, gojo didn’t think to find out the exact details of your stay, particularly with the room 
megumi wasn’t amused nor surprised to see the single bed which looked like it wouldn’t even fit two people
luckily, he’s able to adapt to any situation
“what do you mean that was a mistake?!” megumi scolded. 
“well, you see, dear megumi, when i booked the trip, i didn’t exactly think or really care to look at all the details,” gojo explained in his ever so light tone of voice.
“this whole thing was a mistake!” 
“what are you talking about? so there’s only one bed, you’ll live. quite frankly, i think it’s the best situation to be in, you know what i mean?” gojo replied suggestively. 
“whatever. bye,” megumi hung up the phone, shaking his head. another brilliant idea by the infamous satoru gojo. 
“looks like our idiot teacher made the mistake of getting a room with only one bed,” he explained as you sat down on the bed in question. 
“well, that’s not a big deal, right? we can share,” you offered. 
“i’ll sleep on the floor. see if the front desk has a futon,” he resolved. 
“megumi, you’re not sleeping on the floor,” you disagreed. 
he grunted, unsure of how to respond. you stood up from your seat, approaching him slowly. you took his hand gently once you stood right in front of him. 
“what if i slept on the floor?” you offered. 
“no. absolutely not,” he replied.
“why not?”
“because you’re not sleeping on the floor.”
“okay so why is it any different if i say you can’t sleep on the floor?”
he stayed silent and you grinned, knowing that you had won your case. 
“fine. we’ll share the bed,” he finally agreed. 
you nodded in satisfaction. “wanna lay down with me for a little bit? we’ve had a bit of a long trip.”
“only if you’re cuddling me,” he answered, his voice softening. 
you laughed lightly. “of course, gumi. let’s go.” 
inumaki
he knew there would only be one bed as well as you did, there wasn’t much special about it
he always liked to point it out though like the little tease that he is 
he’s also got a bit of a weird and awkward side of him so it’s almost out of habit to make it known that you’d be sharing a bed
but you’re both comfortable enough with each other that it’s almost like an inside joke between you
he immediately hopped onto the bed upon entering the room, laying on his side. he patted the spot beside him, gesturing for you to join. 
you chuckled. “eager, are we?” 
he shook his head as you walked over, standing in front of where he was laying down. 
“now what?” you asked. 
he sat up from his spot before reaching his arms out, wrapping them around your hips and pulling you onto the bed. 
“oh my goOoOd,” you reacted as you ended up in a new position on top of him. 
“tuna,” he said contently as he hugged you tightly. 
“you comfortable?” 
“salmon,” he nodded. 
you nodded back before leaning up and looking down at him. you pulled down his mask to reveal a small grin on his lips. you leaned back down to press a kiss to each one of the seals by his lips. he turned his head at the last minute to connect your lips, pulling you into a passionate kiss. 
his hands wandered over your back and into your hair, never staying in one spot for too long. his one hand sneakily dipped under your shirt, a warm hand coming into contact with your skin. 
the other hand, however, had moved lower and soon you felt a slight squeeze to your backside. 
you broke the kiss, looking down at him as he looked up at you innocently. 
“you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
he shook his head facetiously before pulling you back in for more kisses to your cheek, making you smile. 
toji
this was pretty much a worst case scenario for you whereas it was the best for him
worst case meaning you had thought about it but would never admit to it so now that it’s actually happening, you can’t fold now
fortunately, there was quite a bit of tension between you already and he only encouraged it with his flirting
it was only a matter of time
“well, sweetheart, looks like there’s only one bed,” he smirked back at you. 
“damnit,” you cursed under your breath. “i wanna get my own room.”
“you really sure you wanna do that? it’ll probably make it easier for them to find you, or me for that matter. better stick with me,” he declared. 
“ugh,” you groaned. this was the worst possible situation that you could be in. you couldn’t imagine all the moves he would pull when given the chance to be less than a foot away from you. although it didn’t seem too terrible of an idea. 
god, why is this happening now? 
“can you at least sleep somewhere else like the floor?”
“what and not get my beauty sleep? not happening, sugar,” he replied. 
you rolled your eyes, shaking your head at his response. 
“you’re so annoying.”
“look, i’m just being honest, alright? and quite frankly, you could use a good rest too, just saying,” he remarked. 
“alright. whatever,” you responded, ending the conversation. “but no funny business.”
“i won’t try anything. trust me,” he reassured, speaking close to your ear. 
you wished he would. 
“this is cozy, isn’t it?” he commented as you both settled into bed for the night. 
“just go to sleep,” you instructed, turning away from him. 
“sure you don’t want a goodnight kiss?” 
“shut up.”
you had half a mind to turn over, climb on top of him and relieve all this tension with one kiss.
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andddd that’s all for tonight folks! see you next time...
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p-antomime · 2 years
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LO$ER = LO♡ER.
𖦹 minors don’t interact. ┊ wc: 4,2K.
𖦹 content: sub!reader, (soft) dom!toji, a lot of fluff, fingering, praise kink, overstimulation, unprotected sex, implied age gap, cunniligus, (implied) squirting, hair pulling, slight size kink, nicknames.
𖦹 pairings: fushiguro toji x f!reader.
☆. this is for First Kiss Collab!; collab by the prettiest and the most lovely @fuwushiguro! ♡
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Fushiguro Toji could make you feel like a lover and a loser at the same time.
A lo$er because of the casual, gentle, almost comforting way he looked at you whenever you were sitting between Nobara and Megumi at the Fushiguro house after the three of you had spent all day getting ahead on a college assignment while Itadori was busy at his part-time job. And lo♡er because of the little smiles he gave you that made your heart soften and float.
You didn't like the expression "butterflies in the stomach" much, but that's exactly what he made you feel, even though you denied it to his son every time he caught you looking too much at his father.
And the worst part was knowing that this platonic crush had been going on for a long time, since the end of the last year in high school which was exactly when you met Megumi and Itadori when you were transferred from one school to another and Toji came into your life on a Thursday when he picked his son up from school wearing dark glasses covering his jade eyes and a scar decorating the corner of his lips.
Toji was so handsome that it annoyed you when you were 18, but it annoyed you more how thoughtful he tried to be with Megumi and Tsumiki and at the time you didn't really understand why he said "his father isn't so good always" every time the subject somehow fell on the patriarch of the Fushiguro household.
A month later, upon that first sighting of his dad, you tried to convince yourself that it was just a temporary crush and that in a few weeks it would pass. But pass? It got worse. Worse to the point where you couldn't even have your first kiss in high school. In fucking high school, which was precisely the time in your life when you could do anything wrong you wanted without being blamed. But in your head, it made no sense to have your first kiss with a guy your age who couldn't control his hormones or his silly hands.
You wanted Toji Fushiguro. Only. And so, when that guy from your classroom was about to grab your lips at one of the many parties that a certain Mai threw every end of the month, your first instinct was to put a hand over his mouth and walk away as if you had seen a ghost to where Itadori and Megumi were.
Your mind made you feel like an idiot for even briefly thinking before you stopped that boy that you could have tried to imagine that it was Toji instead of a random guy.
You felt pathetic standing there, next to your friends, especially since you would never want to talk about how frustrated you were that you liked an older guy and couldn't even get a fucking first kiss because of him.
And it was even harder to come home in the car driven by Megumi's father sitting in the middle of the back seat with Itadori by one side and Inumaki on the other. You could see all of Toji's reactions through the small mirror and every time yours gazes locked and he opened a gentle smile, it seemed that your pupils turned into little hearts.
It was there that Megumi Fushiguro knew, just from an exchange of glances, that you did like his dad, but he didn't feel in the position to bring up the subject because you were probably embarrassed enough already. But, honestly, he thought it was just a passing platonic crush, not that you were going to stare at Toji as if he was the most handsome man on the face of the Milky Way for five years.
— Finished? — Nobara asked, raising her hand to take the pen from yours, and you lifted the head, which was facing the paper you were filling out.
— Where’s ‘Gumi?
— He went up to his room a while ago. — You let her take the pen and the other girl shrugged. — I think he said he had to transfer some files to his drive, some Itadori’s files, something like that! — You frowned.
— But it's been almost 20 minutes.
— Maybe there are too many files. — She shrugged again and you got up from your chair.
— I'll see if he needs help. — Nobara just nodded and you walked up the steps to the top floor of the huge Fushiguro house.
You had only been up to Megumi's room about four times, since the two of you only saw each other more at college and on short outings with your mutual group of friends, but at least it was still in the same place as always: penultimate door on the left in the hallway.
For the first time, when you were walking in that part of the house, the second door on the right was open and you, as passing through it, could not resist trying to look at least a crack inside.
And a shiver ran through your body. It was not Megumi who was there, but the only other man in the family who still lived in that house.
Apparently, that room was some kind of office for Toji, considering the pile of folders and spreadsheets scattered on bookshelves and on his desk with a computer on it.
His calm, indifferent eyes, because of your delicate steps against the floor of the hallway, lifted and before he could intercept you completely, you tried to hide yourself by taking two quick steps backwards and back behind the wall. But, even so, he could still see your hand which was the last thing you remembered to hide and your ears caught a small giggle coming from him inside the room.
— Sorry... — You let eyes linger beside the doorframe and, as usual, the two jade stones he had in place of his orbs were staring at you.
— Hm? For what? — Toji let his back sink against the back of the comfortable armchair, and you tried not to let the attention slide down his muscular arms beneath that short-sleeved shirt.
— For... interrupting you, I guess? — You walked away from the wall and stood in the middle of the doorway with arms behind your back shyly.
— You didn't interrupt me, I wasn't doing anything important, really. — Toji dropped his pen on the table and drummed fingers on the armrest of his armchair. — D’you need anything?
It was the first time he had ever asked you that.
Specifically this, with this choice of words. No longer was it "Can I help you, little one?" or "I'll do it for you”.
You were an adult now, no longer just 18. Just like him.
Thinking about it, almost in an uncontrollable instinct for being unconscious, you let eyes slide from his to his mouth contorted into a small smile.
Maybe his scar tasted like memories of life.
— I... kind of do, actually, Toji. — His eyebrows rose in surprise and you thought you had said something wrong, before seeing him drop his head to the side and a hand run over his still curved lips in a smile.
He seemed to be weighing his own words and thoughts.
— You haven't called me 'Toji' for a long time, it's always been 'Mr. Fushiguro'. — It was your turn to raise eyebrows, you didn't know he paid that much attention to you that he had memorized the way you called him.
— I called you 'Mr. Fushiguro' before I entered college, like, when I was 18 yet. — He nodded and you walked into his office. — I'm not a 'teen' anymore, y’know. — His frown creased.
— Mhm, I see. — You raised one eyebrow. — But, what d’you need? You said you needed something, but didn't answer what it was.
— Oh, yes... yes! — You blinked a few times to regain focus before facing him and taking a few steps closer before standing in front of him. — Actually, I dunno if you'll be able to give me what I need. — Toji let his head fall back so he could look you straight in the eye.
— Try your luck with me.
You swallowed hard and your heart seemed to want to pierce your chest like a syringe aiming to cure you of a love that, wanting it or not, you've been cultivating for years.
If Toji turned you down now, you wouldn't know how you were going to be able to look at Megumi or Itadori or even Nobara for the rest of your life.
Your body leaned toward his and, seconds later, your face was almost glued to his. A minimum distance between your lips and his and your eyes stared into his greenish ones without having the courage to look away. It was the first time you had ever wanted a man to come this close, the first time you had ever felt a guy's breath so close to your cheeks and mingling with yours.
But a little courage was missing. A spark of consent on his part, even though you wanted to kiss him so badly it almost hurt deep inside you.
And then, in one swift movement, Toji lifted his arms, slipped them around your neck, wrapped his fingers in your hair and finished pulling your face forward, finished bringing you in for the kiss you so desperately wanted.
You felt so much at once that it was hard for your brain to concentrate on digesting it all. You felt euphorically victorious at that moment, felt as if Toji was an angel coming down from heaven just to give you the chance to do all the things you never had the chance to do before, felt as if Fushiguro Toji was pulling you in to finish your plunge and drown yourself in the ocean of expectations fulfilled in the shape of that chaste kiss.
Your heart was beating so fast that you were almost sure he could hear it without any difficulty. Your fingers tangled in the dark hair and pulled his face closer to yours for that kiss to deepen; you needed to feel his lips more to be sure you weren't dreaming, that you weren't imagining things because of how strong your crush on him was.
In a matter of seconds, Toji was sliding his tongue into your mouth and a hand to your lower back to have you falling partially seated on his lap.
The more he took dominion over your lips and pulled you further into his touch, the more you felt your legs give way and the need to moan against him because of that tingling between your legs borning.
It wasn't the first time you had been this way because of him, because of thinking about him, but it was a hundred times better to know that a burning kiss from him was what made you horny.
Your first kiss was definitely memorable and unforgettable, just like Fushiguro Toji.
You tried to move hips against one of his thighs and his hand that was still in your hair pulled your head back without much force. A trickle of saliva was still connecting the tip of your tongue to his.
— Enough, angel. — You whimpered, trying to lean back to take his lips again, but Toji knew that if he let you continue, the voice of his conscience would hardly prevail over desire.
— T-Toji, please, I nee–
— I know what you need, angel. — A chuckle escaped his lips, your heart melting. — But, not now, Megumi's probably waiting for you downstairs and you still need a grade to get through the college.
Who was talking now was Mr. Fushiguro, who acted as if he was responsible for your life.
— But I... — He looked at you as if to say "don't even try, it's not going to happen". — Fine! — You didn't mean to sound like a sulky child, but that's exactly how you were sounding now, and the older Fushiguro couldn't help but giggle again.
You were impatient, he was experienced. And because you were impatient, you could barely concentrate on what you were doing for the rest of the afternoon and as soon as your feet were back in the room with Nobara and Megumi and he looked at you like you had committed a crime, you knew he knew. But, as usual, nothing was said about it until Itadori arrived there with an idea for the three of you to go out and meet Maki and Inumaki at a new restaurant that had opened in downtown Tokyo.
— You coming? — Nobara asked you and you were so upset about the kiss with Toji that you hadn't even heard everything Yuji had said. — Oi! — She snapped two fingers in front of your face. — Attention here! — You looked away embarrassed.
— Of course I'm going!
— Oi, Dad, come down here! — Megumi shouted next to Itadori with eyes glued on you and seconds later Toji was coming down the steps with raised eyebrows. — Is it okay if I go out with ‘em today? — His son's head nodded at the three of you, but his attention was still only on you.
Toji wasn't the most restrictive father in the world. Whenever Megumi wanted to go out, he could go, which meant that minutes later the four of you were walking down the sidewalk with you awkwardly restless between Nobara and him.
In fact, you were restless until the dark-haired boy leaned over and whispered: "You can come back if you want”. You looked at him confused and he did the same before shrugging and nodding the head in the same direction you were all walking.
— Y/N, can you go back to my house and get something I forgot? — Megumi asked and you almost choked.
That's okay, you weren't the best actress in the world.
— A thing?
— Yeah, I forgot my cell phone, can you come back for it? — Nobara called him a slacker and you immediately nodded, even though his cell phone was in his pocket. — We'll meet you at the restaurant, ‘kay?
An elated "Yes!" was the last thing you said before you turned around and literally ran up the street to reach the Fushiguro house as fast as possible. It wasn't such a long way, but your breathing was rapid because of the adrenaline dilating your veins and hand was even trembling as you rang the doorbell.
Toji expected to see Megumi or Tsumiki, but when his eyes fell on you, genuine confusion took over his face and you didn't give him time to think about saying anything. Your hand dug three fingers into the belt of his pants and pulled him against you so that your lips crashed against his again in a kiss more hurried and messy than the first.
Seconds later, he had a palm on the back of your neck pulling your face closer, and, also for the first time, you felt as if you had beaten his experience with your impatience, especially when your body walked into the house, his feet following your pace and just then the door behind you was being closed by his hand.
The two of you blindly walked, or rather: staggered toward the living room couch without wanting to undo the kiss and your hands clutched Toji's shirt as soon as he was the first to fall into a sitting position.
— Did you come back just to kiss me? — His tone was playful as you took your place on his lap and, for the first time, felt his large hands fall on your thighs and ease you onto him in a more comfortable position.
— Would you like it if I said yes? — You retorted, letting lips fall to his neck, leaving kisses on his warm skin, and his head fell back, letting you go further.
— In fact, it would be an honor for a guy like me to have a pretty little thing like you give up your day for me. — You grunted against his neck as his hands went to your waist and began to slowly move your body back and forth over his lap.
— Such a pretty little thing as me? — You gasped desperately, wrapping fingers around his shirt for support and letting him continue to rub your covered pussy against the growing bulge between his legs. — You mean, a younger girl? — His fingers slid down your thighs to reach the middle of your thighs, and as they pressed against your clit, you had to hold back from moaning too loudly in his ear.
— I mean whatever you wanna interpret. — After saying this, Toji wrapped his other hand around your neck and switched positions to steady you against the couch before hooking his fingers through your clothes to begin undressing you. — You're such a pretty thing, being all horny after a simple kiss, what are you? A virgin? — You choked on your own saliva and he gave you a provocative smile.
— Sorry to disappoint you, but no. — Toji squinted his eyes, pulling down your shorts and immediately spreading your legs so that he could see the wet mark decorating the bottom of your panties.
— Wanna feel like one again? — He left a wet kiss on your clit and you squirmed with the breath suddenly quickening; he had no idea how many times you fantasized about having him between your legs.
— Your tongue alone is able to make me feel like one? — A small smile appeared on his lips before your panties joined the shorts on the floor and as soon as he let a long, slow lick slip between your folds, you immediately had to wrap a hand through his hair to make sure you weren't dreaming.
— If you relax enough for me, yes. — His mouth curled around your clit to suck on it before Toji really began to leave kisses, licks and sucks all over your pussy; his tongue having the goal of making a mess between your legs to the point where some of your slick began to wet your inner thighs and eyes couldn't even focus properly on the ceiling above you.
Why did he have to be so good at it? The only thing you could do was try to force hips against his lips and moan his name like it was a mantra, his tongue was so soft and wet and he took his time to turn you into a slobbering, whimpering mess. It was better than the guys before him who did almost everything in a hurry that irritated you.
Toji was experienced, patient, and in addition: let you push his head against your pussy and even sucked you with more pressure when you did this, as if to say: "Do it again!".
Just when you were about to cum, two of his fingers slid inside you slowly and made you gasp with a loud moan while another hand placed itself on your crotch to keep you still.
— Mhm, calm down, pretty thing, just my fingers inside you. — Toji whispered leaving a wet kiss on your pulsing clit and moving his digits slowly inside you, your walls were so tight that only two of them could barely go in or out completely. — Damn, you're so fucking tight, I must be very lucky to be able to fuck a pussy like yours, right? — You let out a breathless giggle, he was treating you like a treasure.
— You're talking-mhm! Fuck! — He curved his fingers inside you and your head fell back with tiny stars clouding your vision. — Like, fuck, like you loved my pussy, Toji.
— And I do. — The rhythm inside you increased a little more and not even biting your lower lip allowed you to stifle your moans. — It's so cute how your pussy is struggling to get my fingers in and out, all tiny, all messy down here, you sure you can take my cock, angel? — You whimpered and nodded the head in agreement as he began to make scissoring movements.
Your head began to get dizzy, the knot at the bottom of your belly getting tighter and tighter and your walls compressing his fingers. You knew you were about to cum.
— T-Toji, I-ngh! Please, do... don't! — You wanted to beg him not to stop, but your voice was choked in the throat as those fingers curved again and an intense orgasm was ripped from inside your tight pussy.
Your liquids drenched Toji's hand and splashed a little on the couch below you and he, the master of the house, spread all those juices all over your pussy before massaging your clit and bringing those digits to his lips to suck on them.
— All puffy, so cute and pretty, you look beautiful like this. — He left a kiss on your crotch before going to unbutton his own pants and let you see his dick for the first time.
And your genuine expression of surprise made him giggle a little amused, especially since you didn't try to look like you were that experienced at what you were doing.
Toji liked you all over: from your soft lips to your spontaneity with him.
— C'mere. — Two fingers called out to you and you watched him sit back down on the couch holding his heavy cock with one hand and patting his thighs twice with the other. And you went almost immediately, licking your lips and letting one of his arms wrap around your waist. — We can–
— Don't say we can 'stop', I don't want to. — You whispered, feeling him run the tip of his cock between your folds and let your juices mix with his precum. — I wanna feel you deep inside, here. — You brought a hand up to your lower belly and Toji couldn't hold back a small smile.
— Deep? — That was the last thing he said before he pulled you down suddenly and made you sit straight on his cock, forcing your walls to stretch almost to the limit to take his girth and making all the air escape from your lungs. Your head fell back and you could feel his tip rubbing against something soft deep in your pussy; your hitherto pristine cervix. — Just like this? — You gasped, the previous pain began to spread through your body and Toji began to give wet kisses and weak nibbles down your neck with his hands massaging and squeezing your thighs.
He leaned down to take your lips again and began to slowly move your body up and down, not letting his dick completely leave her pussy. The overstimulation starting to become more and more evident as you let yourself enjoy more of the pleasure of having him finally fuck you even though the first few times Toji pushed himself against your walls, a small pain still resonated inside you.
During your first climbs and descents on his cock, the hands around your body caressing and squeezing every bit of skin they could reach tried, really tried, not to let it show to you how much he enjoyed digging fingers into your thighs and waist, but the finger marks in those regions gave away his hidden desires to you.
At one point you moaned for him to go faster, for him to pound harder inside you, and that was the free pass Toji needed to let you still as his dick pounded inside you with wet noises and a force that would probably leave you sore for the rest of the day.
His heavy breathing close to your ear, his mouth making yours swell from kissing so much, your pussy tightening around his shaft harder and harder.
"Just a little more", was what you were thinking over and over again with eyes rolling up and a little more was exactly what Fushiguro Toji gave you in one hard thrust that completely dismantled you and pulled another orgasm out of your wet pussy a few minutes before he ended up letting his cum fill you to the brim with some of it leaking out because you were almost so small that it was impossible to keep the full amount of his cream inside.
As soon as he was out of you and his thick liquid started leaking from your entrance, one hand went to open your folds so that he could see your white painted entrance throbbing. Just then he gave you a little slap over your pussy that made you squirm, as if he was saying: "Good job, angel!".
— Toji... — You called out breathlessly as you felt him leave little kisses against your shoulder. — Thank you... — Your voice came out so low that he almost didn't hear, and he looked at you confused. — For everything.
— For the first kiss or for the sex? — You thought before answering and then realized what exactly he said.
He said: "first".
— What did you say? — Toji ran his tongue over lips.
— First kiss. — He repeated and you looked away in embarrassment and before you could ask how he knew, his voice resounded again: — Megumi usually put his cell phone on speaker when y'all were on a call — You mentally cursed his son. — I was wondering when you were going to try to kiss me for the first time. — His hand squeezed lightly on your thigh, almost as if in a caress, and seeing you cringe in embarrassment, still looking away, Toji amended: — C'mon, pretty thing, lemme give you our first better aftercare. — He helped you stand up calmly.
— If this is 'our' first aftercare, will there be others?
— And was there any doubt about it?
The little laugh he let out afterwards made you feel more victorious than ever.
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sukirichi · 3 years
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request: SWIMSUIT SHOPPING WITH JJK CHARACTERS — (yuuji, megumi, and gojo satoru ver!)
notes: i’ve reached a point in hell of no return, help 😩 anon knows exactly what she’s talking about and i’d be more than honoured to add on to this concept
warnings: nsfw content such as public sex, overstimulation, degradation, manhandling, oral sex (f and m receiving), road head, and slight cumplay (nsfw under the cut!) + this is unedited/not proofread,
(all minor characters are aged up)
masterlist ! requests are open
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ITADORI YUUJI
he’s a pretty innocent boy
in a way that he’s not always dirty minded instead of him totally being...well, inexperienced
so when you ask him if he can come with you pick a swimsuit, he happily agrees
he loves going shopping with you and is extremely patient even if you take half an hour in just one shop
he’d happily carry your bags for you
seriously, this man is so low maintenance, he’s not going to ask for anything else or whine that you’re taking too long or that he’s hungry
he’s REALLY really patient and supportive of you
and even though he’s not an expert in women’s fashion, he’ll honestly give his opinions if he thinks a dress or shoe looks good on you or no
he might also remind you just how convenient your outfit would be on the event you plan to use it t
but this time, it’s a different case because you’re buying a swimsuit
now, yuuji’s seen you naked before so it’s nothing new to him anymore, but the moment he walks inside the swimsuit shop with all types of frilly bras and colorful pieces, he’ll immediately duck his head down in respect
he’s pretty fidgety the whole time
if you bring up a certain red polka dot bikini in front of your clothed body, tilting your head to the side innocently to ask, “how about this?”
yuuji’s brain will fry right then and there
he can imagine just how great you’d look in it, but he doesn’t want to be rude or too obvious so he’ll just nod and go,
“yeah, babe, that’d look great on you!”
he’s pretty silent the whole time, but really, all the blood’s rushed to his cock already
the whole drive back, yuuji is already so sensitive and clenching his jaw with his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel while you sit next to him, hiding your smirk
you almost want to laugh at how flustered he is, but he’s trying his best not to show it
but you’re not that bad, and so you ask him to pull over because the tent in his pants looks so uncomfortable and you doubt he’ll be patient enough to jack off in the bathroom when you both go back home
he’s confused at first, glancing over you with worry
“why, what’s wrong? did you want to go somewhere else?”
“no,” you laugh, pushing your hair back into a makeshift ponytail
and THAT has yuuji driving recklessly and swerving real fast and furious style because he knows what’s about to happen next
despite his eagerness, he’s still concerned about you, breathing heavily as you lean over your seats and start to unzip his pants
“a-are you sure about this? you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,”
poor baby is already shaking the moment your nails rake over his thigh, your breath just ghosting over his clothed erection which is already damp with pre-cum
this makes you hum in agreement because yes of course you’re sure
you had a feeling yuuji would be turned on with this little escapade anyway, but you didn’t think he’d be this needy already
now it’s time for you to relax your throat and prepare yourself because yuuji is THICK
safe to say, all your arrogance is gone the moment you choke on his length, his big hands helping you keep the hair away from your face
meanwhile, yuuji is messily thrusting his hips up to your mouth, enjoying the way you just feel so warm around him
“f-fuck, baby, feels so good. i can imagine you already in that flimsy material, you’d be so pe-perfect, fuuckk.”
your chest swells with pride, always having been weak when it comes to his praising
once he reaches his high and paints your face white, yuuji lazily pulls you closer to him to kiss you, moaning when he tastes himself on your lips
you only giggle at how romantic he is even when your hands are still stroking his softening cock, and yuuji shudders a bit at the gesture
because he’s been such a great and supportive boyfriend today, you swipe at the cum near your lips, which makes yuuji’s eyes darken when you collect it with the tip of your tongue
then, as innocently as you could bat your eyelashes at him, you grin,
“would you like to see me wear it tonight? just for you?”
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FUSHIGURO MEGUMI
PLEASE HELP THIS BOY
“gumi, can you come shopping with me tonight? there’s a pool party this weekend with my friends and i need a new swimsuit.”
he wants to say yes because duh
but he also wants to say no because he’d rather not walk around in public with a raging erection
and we all know megumi is big, like come on, he’s toji’s son
like yuuji, i don’t think megumi is that perverted either, but he’s still a teenage boy with raging hormones
he may have more control over himself than yuuji, but he knows his limits
a swimsuit is honestly so innocent — it’s not even half as tempting as when you surprised him with a white lingerie set (which resulted you two in not getting out of bed the whole weekend lmao) so he wonders why the hell he’s so nervous
eventually he convinces himself that going with your girlfriend while she shops for a swimsuit isn’t anything new and it’s just a “normal couple thing” so bedgrudingly, he sighs and agrees
which he immediately regrets the moment you head straight for the skirtinis
there’s so much to choose from, and his eyes widen at the absurdity of how there’s so many designs and patterns
i feel leki megumi is a cheapskate, so he’ll be more focused first on criticizing the price tags before looking at you
“25 dollars for this...thing?”
he’ll shake his head in disapproval, but then straighten up when he sees you frown
“i think it looks cute. don’t you like it?”
you push up a frilly pink skirtini, the shade a soft pastel one that just looks so innocent and cute on you
it doesn’t help that you’re gazing up at him under your lashes either, a small pout on those kissable lips
he admits it does look cute, even cuter because you’re the one wearing it, but he still doesn’t like the price lmao
or at least...not until he’s seen you wearing it
once you’ve both gotten home, megumi heads straight to the kitchen because he’s been so parched (he won’t tell you that he’s been subconsciously swallowing his saliva the whole time, showing him material by material until it all gets suspiciously thinner and more revealing)
he doesn’t like limiting you or telling you what to wear, either, so he just follows you like a lost puppy, careful to note stare too much at anything to not make anyone uncomfortable
but then he goes back to your shared room, just about ready to call it a day since you sure did take your sweet time, and he sees you strutting in your underwear in front of the mirror
megumi freezes at the door like a lagging npc LMAO
“...y/n?”
you smile, turning to him as if he hadn’t just caught you checking yourself out, which he doesn’t blame you for because you look absolutely stunning in it
the skirt just hides the supple flesh of your thighs, but really, he’s more stunned at how your ass looks so perky in that skintight material
megumi looks away, flushed, running a hand through his hair because he’s too much of a gentleman to outright say he finds you so sexy in fear it would sound weird
but you take his sudden aversion something else, and you wrap your arms around yourself a little consciously, voice turning small
“does it look bad on me?”
he immediately picks up on how small you’ve made yourself, his eyes snapping to yours
“no, you look amazing! why would you think that?”
you pout, “you suddenly looked away. it felt like you don’t really like it.”
at this point, megumi is such a blushing, stuttering mess, approaching you carefully with his words stll stumbling over one another
“that’s not true,” he sighs, rubbing his hands on your bare arms, finally letting himself loose and shamelessly staring at how your breasts are just right under him, waiting to be touched
the tension in the room begins to thicken, and you shiver when his hands trail down your hip before squeezing the flesh almost possessively
“beautiful,” he’d murmur almost absentmindedly, and by the time you’re practically melting in the heat of his gaze, megumi just goes ‘fuck it’ and straight out kisses you
he’s gentle though
he knows you felt insecure and so he wants to take his time with you, touching you in places he knows you liked, curling his fingers in just the right spot that has you seeing stars
he doesn’t do anything that would make your body shake, but it still feels good — a lot more like lovemaking
and it is
he wants you to know he loves you and that you’re the most beautiful being ever in his eyes
megumi will kiss you starting from your calves and up to your belly, where he hovers for a minute before changing his mind and diving back down to where you want him the most
small, kitten licks in your core that has you dripping in his tongue, your hands fisting his hair
megumi doesn’t stop telling you how pretty you look just like that, loosing yourself in the pleasure he’s giving you
he doesn’t neglect your breasts; one of his hands reaching up to softly pinch the beaded nipples which has you riding and humping his face even more
megumi buries his face in your heat in that moment, his nose bumping your clit every now and then, and you feel so beautiful with how he can’t seem to get enough of you
he knows this just by the way you clamp down on his tongue, sweet juices coating his lips and he drinks it all like a starved man
“cum for me, sweet girl,” he coaxes, his thumb pushing your lips open as he watches you come undone for him
“that’s right — fuck — you’re so gorgeous, so perfect, just mine.”
and just when you think he’s had enough, megumi only flips you until your core is right on top of his face, his large hands merciless as he pushes your hips forward and backward on his tongue
similar to before, you and megumi stay in bed all day long with him going round per round, never getting tired of making you feel good until you’re just laying spent on your bed, juices flowing out of your abused core
you push megumi away when his fingers slide in your inner thigh
but no he’s not quite done with you yet
“no,” he growls softly, pushing your hands away and pinning you under his weight. “i’m not stopping until you finally see yourself the way i see you. so divine, so ethereal.”
your body is something he’ll never get tired of worshipping
you’re hella tired
but hey who are you to complain
you only wish megumi hadn’t ruined your swimsuit with your cum, but after a promise that he’ll jsut get you another one, you lose yourself to another mind blowing orgasm
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GOJO SATORU
let’s be real here
you know EXACTLY what you’re asking for the moment you dragged him into a swimsuit shop
you don’t even bother asking him if he wants to go anymore because gojo being gojo, he’ll be whiny about it, saying you could just surprise him the moment you get home
to which you roll your eyes and say, “this isn’t for you, gojo.”
hah, but anything that is yours is his, and your body is definitely his
gojo is nothing but bored
he wants to go home already and just fuck you already, and he’s getting on your nerves so you threaten that you’re not letting him touch you for a whole week if he doesn’t shut up and accompany you for once
it’s not that gojo is mean and unsupportive of you, he’s just so horny in that moment he can’t think straight
but he also really, really likes touching you so the big man just pouts and crosses his arms
sighing loudly and rather dramatically
it only takes a few seconds before gojo straightens up, peeking under his blindfold when you pick up a plain black bikini with the top knotted behind your neck
it’s not really your style though, so you’re about to move to another design when gojo whines
“wait, why not that one? it would look great on you.”
ofc you know i’ll look great on you, but it’s not your favorite, and it’s fun to tease gojo so you shrug nonchalantly, picking up a dark blue legsuit instead
gojo absolutely LOSES it
man takes off his blindfold just to glare at the material as if it offended him
“babe, what the fuck is that?”
“it’s a legsuit, perfect for scuba diving. plus, it protects my skin from the sun. i wouldn’t want a sunburn.”
the way gojo laughs is so cocky you consider choking him with the suit
“that’s what you have me for?” he points to himself incredulously, “i’ll put the sunblock all over your body babe, you don’t even have to worry about that.”
“please. i’d already be stripped down to my birthday suit before you even get to open the bottle,” you scoff, muttering under your breath, “damn fucking horny guy can’t keep his thing inside his pants.”
however, this doesn’t faze gojo
“and what’s so wrong with finding my girlfriend so sexy and hot i want to fuck her all the time?”
honestly what the hell were you thinking, assuming that you’d one-up gojo when this man would always be superior when it comes to being dirty LMAO he is just so shameless
but whatever, you ignore him, heading to the checkout with a self-assured smile
gojo trails behind you, his anger radiating off of him so strongly you can feel it
“y/n.”
“y/n, you can’t even swim. don’t fuck with me and say you’re buying that to ‘scuba dive.’”
“what, so i can’t learn now?”
“just buy the black bikini. it looks great on you.”
“i told you already, i’m not buying that and wearing it for you. i only dragged you here because i need someone to carry my bags.”
you know what happens to brats?
they get punished.
and that’s exactly what happens
gojo grabs your wrist rather roughly back to where you’ve left the black bikini, and not only does he shove it to your chest, commanding you to wear it, but he also shoves you in the nearest dressing cubicle
next thing you know, gojo has his palm over your mouth as he pounds into you from behind, absolutely railing you to the point tears are flowing down your cheeks
“look at you — not so bratty now, are we? you’re just a slut for my cock, aren’t you, sweet girl?”
gojo lifts one of your legs up in the crook of his arm, forcing you to look at the way your pussy greedily sucks him in in front of the mirror
you’re so wet that the squelching of your pussy, along with the slapping of skin, resonates in the cramped space
you reach behind gojo and move away from his hand, gasping breathily while your breasts bounce
“gojo, ah, shit — we might get caught.”
“do i look like i give a fuck, baby?”
no, he doesn’t. and he proves this by pushing you down by the back until your cheek is squished against the mirror, your ass pressed against his pubic bone
with the way gojo’s hips are angled and his long cock is hitting places only he can reach, you no longer care about people finding you in this position
your mouth is open, eyes rolling at the back of your head and drool even begins to slide from your lips
this makes gojo laugh, two of his fingers rubbing against where you two are connected to gather your wetness before shoving it into your mouth
“shut the fuck up, you slut.”
gojo’s large hands then comes up to grab and squeeze your hips roughly; you think he’ll leave bruises there or marks in the shape of fingers
he’s basically using you as his fucktoy now, paying no mind to how you’re crying from how he’s hitting in so deep and fast
your body just transcends into a different dimension
you’re fucked out, crying and begging for him to go slower
“gojo — baby — p-please, a little more gentle, ah, fuck.”
“what was that?” he teases, bending forwards to nip at your ear. the sudden shift in angles has the tip of his cock kissing your cervix, and you immediately clench around his cock.
gojo taps your lips when your eyes shut close from the exhaustion, barely able to comprehend anything else other than the familiar coil deep in your belly
“i couldn’t hear you, princess. speak louder.”
“slower, please,” you beg, placing your sweaty palms flat on the mirror in an attempt to hold onto something. “too much, satoru, t’much.”
poor you, his baby looks so tired and fucked out
with a sarcastic sigh, he kisses the pads of your shoulders, then bites the knot of your black bikini until the material falls to the ground
your breasts are now free from its confines, and his rough hands reach to fondle them
you expect him to grip it possessively like how he always does, but instead, he massages them with tender care, whispering sweet nothings in your ear
one of his hands reach over to where your hands are, looping it through your fingers while his thrust slows down
he forms a tantalizing pace of hitting deep before pulling out in a such slow, torturous fashion then slamming back in until he bottoms out in one thrust
it’s dirty, lewd, and still very much wrong — but it feels so right and it’s rare that gojo ever listens to you so you find it romantic
gojo isn’t the least bit apologetic when you’re both kicked out from the shop
because in the end, he won, and he holds your shopping bag with the cum-stained black bikini proudly all the way back to his car
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i-am-distressed · 3 years
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JJK Boys getting accidentally flashed by their Girlfriend
Characters: Megumi, Itadori, Yuta, Noritoshi, Nanami, Toji, Naoya, Geto, Gojo, and Sukuna
Warnings: Implied 'nudity' cause, y'know, getting flashed. Naoya + Sukuna, Yuta’s turned out very detailed and warning for his cause curses are gross, mentions of injuries/implied blood, Noritoshi’s is eXTREMEly self-indulgent, allusion to sex in Toji’s and Sukuna’s but nothing explicit or suggestive (obviously), you guys are married in Toji’s, Naoya’s and Sukuna’s. Kids in Naoya’s, cursing in Sukuna's but I 'censored' it :)
**I write Naoya and Sukuna with some necessary changes, please hold your judgement☺ These are long but give it a chance-**
Fushiguro Megumi:
Due to his job as a student/Jujutsu Sorcerer, Megumi was usually pretty tired when you guys got to hang out.
So, the first thing you guys typically did when you met up after school was nap for a good hour or two.
Which worked out well for both of you since he finally got some rest and you got cuddles and a chance to play with his hair.
On this particular afternoon, Megumi had basically crashed the minute he hit the bed, you not far behind to lay on his chest while he zonked out on his back.
It had been just about 2 hours when he woke up, one hand going up to rub his eyes while his other arm wrapped around you to hold you tight.
You smiled when you felt him moving, turning ever so slightly to give him a small peck on his shoulder.
He smiled and turned to look at you, only to see that while he was sleeping you had changed into a loose tank top. A loose tank top that had...shifted, to give your boyfriend a view you had not intended to give him.
He was so flustered he didn’t realize how red the tips of his ears had gotten and how wide his eyes had gotten, not to mention the fact he hadn’t said a word.
Thinking he had fallen back asleep, you looked up only to see your boyfriend seemingly stuck in time as he looked at something.
Following his gaze you gasped, rushing to fix your shirt.
That seemed to snap Megumi out of his daze, that and your non-menacing ‘pervert’ you muttered, it’s not like you really cared (you were more embarrassed than anything) but the opportunity to tease was much too good to pass up.
“I- hEy! It wasn’t on purpose! You’re the one that flashed me…”
“I don’t know Megumi...you were awfully quiet for awhile there, didn’t even warn me😔”
You may or may not have gotten hit with a pillow following that remark.
Itadori Yuji:
You and your boyfriend Yuji were celebrating your two year anniversary, and this year you had both decided on going to an amusement park!
It was a pretty hot day, and you’d be walking a lot so you decided on a cute loose t-shirt and shorts and some walking shoes.
You guys had just gotten on this rollercoaster, and from the looks of it this one was going to be fast.
The ticking as you went up the first and very tall hill did nothing to quell the excitement/fear you were feeling, and it also did nothing to keep you from taking your boyfriends hand in yours.
After that first drop, it wasn’t too bad! But it was definitely on the faster side.
You guys were almost done, the end was in sight.
You turned to ask Yuji what ride you should do next when one sharp turn caught you off guard and flipped your shirt up into your face.
Right when Yuji had just so happened to have turned to talk to you.
Trying to ignore the utter shame you felt you tried to fix your shirt, your boyfriend then leaned over you to stop anyone from getting a peak as the car pulled back to the start.
You felt so embarrassed after it, but when you tried to apologize he just shook his head, gave you a kiss on your cheek and grabbed your hand to drag you off to the next ride.
Okkotsu Yuta:
**Unlike the others, this happened before the two of you started dating, you were still just really good friends**
You and Yuta had been sent out on a mission together.
You were a little nervous since it would be your first time going against a special grade, but you were confident you’d be able to do your part. Plus, having Yuta there was helpful in more ways than just his power.
The fight was a tough one, this curse you guys were fighting kept breaking the ground and shooting debris everywhere, it was easily blockable and it really wasn’t that dangerous.
But it did prove irritating.
Along with making tears everywhere in your jacket and skirt, you had been left with no choice but to kill the curse when it was up close and personal, so you were also covered in gross stuff.
To keep yourself from throwing up then and there, you unbuttoned your top and shrugged it off your shoulders, wincing at the cuts that had amassed during the fight.
You planned to quickly exchange it with the spare you kept in your bag, the debris had caused a bunch of dust which was acting like a curtain to shield your half-naked self from the eyes of the world.
But most importantly, from the eyes of your crush.
Unfortunately for you, your bag had gotten caught under a somewhat heavy piece of concrete.
Which would be no problem for you to lift if you hadn’t run through a fair amount of your cursed energy.
In your exhaustion, you must have made your struggle known with the grunts and obvious sounds of struggle you were making.
Yuta, who had a radar for you on anyway, heard this and started making his way over to you since he’s a considerate lad and you could be hurt!
You had just gotten it off the ground when it finally shifted enough for you to get your bag out, and you, being ever so coordinated, stumbled backwards.
Right into the open arms of Yuta, who immediately went red when he realized you were no longer wearing a shirt.
His jaw dropped as he tried to form a sentence, say something, anything to make sure you knew it was an accident.
Poor guy was so scared you thought he was a creep, he couldn’t look you in the eyes for almost 3 days.
That is until Maki locked you both in a room until one of you confessed💖
Kamo Noritoshi:
(This one may or may not be self-indulgent since I’m a clutz-)
You and Noritoshi had been sent to get something from the principal’s office by Utahime.
You were walking in front of him, paying little to no attention as to where you were walking as Noritoshi lost years off his life watching you stumble and almost trip.
So, okay, maybe you were a little bit clumsy, so what?
“Y/n, would you please be more careful? You’re going to fall.”
You turned your head to look at your boyfriend with an unimpressed look on your face, continuing to walk as he was even more on edge now that you definitely weren’t looking where you were going.
“Have a little faith in me, would you? I’m not that clumsy-” Just then, your foot caught a root perfectly, resulting in an untimely fall to the ground.
Which, thanks to years of falling face-first, you were more than prepared for.
Noritoshi, who felt his heart stop, quickly went to aid you, only to realize that your skirt had shifted with your fall, leaving you partly exposed to the world.
Partly exposed to him.
He quickly made his way to your side, helping you up as you laughed and dusted yourself off, noting the quietness of your boyfriend.
Usually when this happened, and he was quiet, you’d be in for a lecture.
But this time you noticed he was quiet...but he was also blushing.
You guys continued walking, you definitely weren’t complaining about not being told off, but you weren’t a fan of his silence. And...since when did Mr. Blood manipulation blush…?
“No lecture today?”
Noritoshi, who had been very deep in thought almost jumped at your voice, huffing as he tilted his head downward and picked up his pace a little.
“No tights today?”
You stopped at that because...he typically didn’t care what you wore, he was actually pretty laid-back except when it came to your safety.
“It’s August...so no?”
“Then i’d recommend you be a little more careful, had it been somebody else walking behind you, they would have seen something they shouldn’t have.” Your eyes narrowed at his words because...what was he talking about??
Sensing your confusion he turned towards you, eyes cracked open and a small smirk on his face. Leaning in close, he whispered.
“When you fell, your skirt lifted.”
And proceeded to walk ahead and into the principal’s office, leaving you in a whirlwind of emotions with no idea how to process them.
Nanami Kento:
You were over at Nanami’s place, in his kitchen cooking dinner with him.
You guys didn’t get to have dates often, but thankfully you guys both had tonight free. And seeing as you both have been busy, a home-date sounded nice to both of you.
Nanami was working on opening a bottle of wine while you were fiddling with the stove top.
Nanami had recently moved into this apartment, and it was really nice. But the oven was much different from yours, so it was taking awhile for you to get used to it.
You had finally gotten it on and you put the frying pan on the burner to heat up.
You turned your back to it and leaned against the nearby counter, appreciating the view you had of your boyfriend’s back and biceps.
It was safe to say you were distracted.
So distracted, that you didn’t notice that the shirt you were wearing had been just close enough to the burner that it had caught on fire.
You felt your hip getting a little warm, so you looked down and gasped when you saw that you were literally catching on fire.
You scrambled to rip the shirt off you, throwing it in the thankfully empty sink as you turned the water on, successfully avoiding a major problem and any serious injuries.
Shaking your head, you turned to your lover with an apology ready on your lips, only when you met his eyes, he quickly turned around.
Clearing his throat, he returned to his previous task of cutting the vegetables while he instead nodded his head towards his room.
“You can wear one of my shirts, they’re in the second drawer.” You nodded and made your way into his room, shaking your head to try and rid yourself from any further embarrassment and cool down your overheating face and neck.
Little did you know, Nanami was trying to cool down the burning red on his own face, as well as trying to focus on the vegetables.
Fushiguro Toji:
**In this you two are married and you’re Megumi’s momma**
You guys had recently adopted a cat from a nearby shelter, Toji didn’t want a cat, but between the puppy eyes of not only his young son but his wife, he was never walking out of the shelter without one.
Only, you didn’t walk out with one, since the cat Megumi chose was a female, and pregnant.
So now you guys have 4 cats.
Your kittens were older now, just about 4 months. So you and Megumi would let them out during the day (supervised and with their momma of course) and bring them back in at night. Toji didn’t really care what you did with them since they made you both happy (and it kept you both occupied-).
Toji had come home from a particularly grueling day at work, his shoulders were stiff and he had a small headache, and all he really wanted was to drag you to the bed so he could sleep on top of you while you ran your fingers through his hair and he could finally get some decent sleep.
Does he get that? No.
What he does get is you and Megumi yelling up the tree in front of your house for “Cat! Come down from the tree!” ‘Cat’ was the name of the kitten you and Megumi had forced Toji to name since ‘he had to have one too’, even though it was really just so he had no choice but to let you two keep them all.
Sighing he walked over to you both, ruffling Megumi’s hair and giving you a kiss before he stuck his hands in his pockets and asked the question he didn’t want, or need, the answer to.
“*sigh* what happened?”
Frowning, you looked back to the tree and pointed, revealing the small kitten who had managed to get herself, or himself he couldn’t remember, stuck on one of the lower branches.
“Well, he’ll come down eventually.”
You smacked his arm as Megumi’s eyebrows pinched together, little arms crossing in front of his chest, “It’s a she, daddy. And she’s just a baby! You have to get her down!”
Groaning he brought a hand up to rub his eyes, “There’s no way i’m getting up that tree, I’m way too big, and daddy’s tired”
Pouting, Megumi stood in front of his dad (Let’s say Megumi is 3~), little hands tugging on his pants leg, a little “please daddy?” coming from his trembling lips.
“No, daddy’s right, he’s too old to get in the tree,” You smirked at the glare you got from your husband, “But, if daddy helps me, I can get in the tree.”
So, that’s how you ended up in a tree, gently handing ‘Cat’ down to your husband, who quickly passed her down to Megumi, and found yourself struggling to get down.
You and Megumi had been out and about earlier, and you were wearing a comfortable dress that day, so being in a tree was less than ideal.
With the promise of Toji catching you, you jumped, not expecting the wind to carry your dress, and unintentionally giving your husband a show. Luckily, your son was much more interested in the kitten.
You felt your face heat up as you quickly fixed your dress, your husband just laughed with a ‘nothin’ I haven’t seen before babe’ which was quickly followed by an ‘ow!’ when you smacked him. </3
Zen'in Naoya:
You and Naoya were preparing to have dinner together.
He was sat at the table, finishing up some paperwork while you finished up the food.
Your 2 children, your 5 year old son and 3 year old daughter, were also sat at the table. Your children both telling their father about their days while he listened. (I know he’s literally awful, but if I can pretend Toji isn’t an awful father, I can pretend Naoya isn’t an awful person✌😌)
“And then, Momma told the guy off! It was awesome daddy!” Naoya raised his eyebrow with the smallest hint of a smile tugging the corner of his lip up. “Oh? Did he start crying too?” You gave your husband ‘a look’ while you walked to the table, setting the first dish down on the table before you turned to get another.
Your son giggled, “Like a baby!” Naoya chuckled, shaking his head as he took a sip of water.
He couldn’t help but think back to your younger days, specifically the day the two of you met when you told him off, the day you changed him, and finally the day you made him cry as you walked towards him down the aisle.
“I bet, Your mother has a habit of making men cry.” You sternly called his name from the kitchen as he snickered, your kids breaking out into their own fits of giggles.
You walked back into the dining room carrying in the last dish, shaking your head as you lightly bumped him with your hip as you passed him, him lightly patting your butt as you walked by. “Stop feeding my kids lies.”
He just smirked as he lifted his glass to his lips, he was in the middle of taking a sip when you bent down to place the dish on the table, your shirt dipping low to the point your chest was on show, giving your husband an, albeit welcome, unintentional view.
Choking on his drink, he set the cup down in favor of beating his chest with his fist, you coming over to rub his back, your children looking over in confusion cause...what the heck dad, that was weird.
“What happened? Do I need to get you a sippy cup?” Glaring at you he was finally able to stop coughing, you patting his back as you went back to your seat and sat down.
You raised an eyebrow at him, since he had still yet to tell you why he had suddenly choked on his water. But it was then you noticed just how red his face was, and how low his gaze was.
Looking down and realizing your shirt had drifted down, you fixed it and smirked, struggling to hold in the laughs and snorts that were sure to explode out of you.
Even after almost a decade of marriage, it was good to know you could still make your husband blush like a teenage boy.
Geto Suguru:
You and Geto had gone out on a date!
It was a nicer place, so you were wearing a cute spaghetti strapped dress with some nice shoes, and he was wearing a button down with slacks (sleeves rolled up to his forearms of course🥵).
You had just finished dinner and were now on the walk home.
All night you had been paranoid about your dress, you had gotten it when you and a friend had gone thrift shopping. It was honestly in pretty good condition, the only problem was that the dress’ straps had a good amount of wear on them, so the straps weren’t really that great, and you could feel them loosening as the night went on.
BUT, you were going home now, so it really didn’t matter much anymore.
Geto was lightly swinging your hands between you both as you told him the recent drama you had learned at work.
You were holding your uncomfortable shoes in one hand, and obviously Geto’s hand in the other, so your hands were occupied.
“You would not believe how messy that got. In case you ever think about cheating on me, just remember that man’s gonna be finding glitter in his car for at least a few decades.” Geto laughed as he shook his head, nudging your shoulder with his, “Good thing we don’t have to worry about that, I’m not dumb enough to cheat on my crazy girlfriend.” You made a ‘hmph’ sound and nodded, “Crazy for you~” and laughed when he shook his head.
You guys kept walking, discussing whatever topics came up.
You were almost home, so close to freedom. You called Geto’s name, about to tell him something you had remembered, when you both heard a faint *snap*.
Guided by the rush of cold air you felt hit your chest, you looked down and gasped, you would’ve been quicker to cover yourself except for the fact that both of your hands were occupied.
Working quickly because...you both were still in public, Geto let go of your hand and shrugged his jacket off, draping it around you and grabbing ahold of your hand when you were covered.
You apologized for flashing him and he shook his head, obviously it wasn’t your fault and it’s not like he was complaining.
Gojo Satoru:
Due to a particularly bad run in with a cursed spirit, your usual uniform was trashed, so you had to wear your backup uniform, which also ran small.
All day, you had been fighting with your skirt. It was too tight and too short, and was providing you with a substantial amount of stress.
It was lunch, you were half way through the school day, half a day away from going home and getting to wear your sweatpants.
“Oh Y/n~” Half a day from getting rid of the walking headache you called your co-worker.
Sighing, you stopped from where you were walking in the hallway, turning to face him you raised an eyebrow. “Yes Satoru?”
So, yes, you were ‘co-workers’ and yes, you were technically just friends.
But there was also a painful amount of mutual pining and tension that hung between you two.
“Hey, hey, what’s with the attitude? You’ve been like this all day, it’s gonna start hurting my feelings.” You grimaced as you once again adjusted your skirt, “Yeah, well, you’d be a little irritated if you had to keep fixing your skirt every 2 seconds.”
Gojo hummed, “I can imagine, so, care to join me for lunch?” You replied with a ‘sure’, and the two of you made your way to the teacher’s lounge, side by side.
You walked to the fridge and pulled out your lunch, Gojo not far behind you and you both did the necessary prep you needed for your food.
Gojo finished just barely before you, and was already sitting on one of the couches, happily digging into his food.
Once the microwave stopped you pulled your food out and started walking over to the couch.
You sat down, carefully, and began to eat your lunch.
Despite causing you mass amounts of pain and most likely a gray hair or 2, you thoroughly enjoyed spending time with Gojo, I mean, you were kinda in love with him.
“Ah, Satoru, Y/n, just the two I needed to see.” Gojo’s (likely inaccurate) account of his latest mission came to a pause when Principal Yaga walked in.
He had some information about a mission the 2 of you would be going on in 3 days. Apparently this one would be an undercover mission, and a few days.
During the conversation, Gojo (who tries to always have one of his six eyes on you at all times), had noticed your skirt riding up, and seeing as he liked you, the last thing he wanted was for you to embarrass yourself in front of you guys’s boss.
Keep in mind, it’s not like Gojo was having a great time either, you were sitting right in front of him, but it’s not like he could interrupt the principal and loudly announce you were about to expose yourself.
Thankfully, Kusakabe walked in at that moment, stealing just enough of his time for Gojo to catch your attention (like he didn’t already have it🙄) to mouth ‘Your skirt’ while he made a subtle tugging motion with his hand, going back to like nothing happened and stealing the attention of the men while you fixed your skirt.
That mission may or may not have preceded your first date with him.
Sukuna Ryomen:
You and Sukuna would be going on a date tonight, and you had spent the last half hour or so getting ready.
Your hair and make up was done, you had showered earlier, and all you had left to do was get dressed.
You had gotten dressed in your underwear when your mom had called.
You didn’t get to speak to you often and it had been awhile since you had talked, so you spent a good amount of time catching up and filling each other in on the things you had missed.
It had been about 15 minutes, you were sitting down at your vanity, pants on but still no shirt (hey man, a distraction is a distraction, let me have this i’m tired-).
You were so caught up in your phone call you hadn’t noticed that Sukuna had walked into your shared apartment.
He called out to you, but you didn’t answer. He would’ve been more worried than irritated if he didn’t hear you talking on what he presumed to be the phone.
If he knew you weren’t ready yet, he would’ve knocked, but seeing as you were on the phone, the last thing he expected when he opened your bedroom door was to see you half-naked sitting on your vanity stool like this kind of thing was normal.
“Sh*t. Warn a guy, will you? I’m not complaining but you near gave me a heart attack.” You screeched as you almost threw your phone, apologizing to your mom, you glared at Sukuna as he gave you a look that tip-toed between amusement and bewilderment.
“What, it’s not like I haven’t seen your-” You threw your pillow at him before he could finish his sentence, with your mom of all people listening to your conversation.
You two might have been married, but the last thing you needed was your mom pestering you about grandchildren again.
In case you’re wondering, he was laughing the whole time as you beat him with said pillow for saying those kind of things to your mother.
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random headcanon about some of the jjk boy’s during sexy time
warning: smut, 18+, mdni, aged up characters, daddy kink, size kink, anal sex, crying, oral(f/m), unprotected sex, fluff, slight angst if you squint, loss of virginity, and injury to reader but nothing serious
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gojou saturo
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“that time you sneezed” + “caught a cramp so bad he almost passed out”
- sex with gojou is always fun
- hate to admit it but it’s true
- it’s unpredictable yet super exciting
- don’t tell him that tho or else he’ll never shut up
- your back was arched against the sturdy kitchen table with your legs bent and pushed to your chest
- gojou was thrusting into you just right, hitting that spot deep inside you that had you screaming
- “yes, yes. right there d-dont stop!”
- “right there princess? am i hitting your special spot?”
- “you don’t have to answer that, i know i am~”
- “go on, scream louder for daddy, let em’ know just how good im making you feel”
- if you weren’t too focus on cumming you would of told him to shut the fuck up but he was making you feel good
- and you learned a long time ago that he doesn’t need to hear it from your lips to know, your body spoke for you
- the knot in your belly was growing tighter
- you were so close, your cries letting him know
- gojou glances down at you, watching your tits bounce with each thrust as your face twisted in pleasure
- “aww y/n-chan, i wish you could see the faces you’re making”
- gojou grips a hand to your face, squishing your cheeks together hard
- “soo cute princess~” he coos mockingly, watching as your face scrunched up, eyes going watery and nose twitching
- you felt it right then, the small tickling sensation in your nose that had you breathing picking up
- mustering up all your strength, you pulled your face out of his palm and turned away
- before he could say anything cheeky, you were letting out sneeze, after sneeze, after sneeze, after sneeze-
- if gojou wasn’t so balls deep inside you he would of thought it was cute
- but no, your body tensed and jerked with each sneeze that it had you clenching so tight around his cock he couldn’t even move
- the loud whine and groan pulls you out of your sneezing frenzy as you watch gojou’s body shaking, all movement coming to a halt was he tilts his head back
- that’s when you felt it, rope after rope of his hot cum painting your walls
- followed by a loud, painful yelp coming from him as he pulls out swiftly, gripping the back of his thigh
- you sat up quickly but was forced back down from his body weight alone as you feel him go slack against you
- “saturo?” you tapped him but didn’t get a response for a few moments until he shot his head up
- “oh my god, i just came so hard i got a cramp and almost passed out!”
- you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing at that as he pouts a little, hands rubbing up and down your sides
- “it wasn’t my fault you were squeezing my dick so tight I couldn’t stop myself”
- “am I hearing the great gojou saturo has no self control?”
- you were only teasing but he took that as a challenge as he gripped your legs, pulling them up and onto his shoulders, his dripping tip rubbing against your folds
- “gojou wait, i need to-need to clean my nose!!”
- he waste no time and pushes his length back inside you, ready to punish you for thinking he was weak
- “leave it, you look cute with a runny nose anyways princess~”
- your face was covered in tears, snot, and his cum by the time he was down with you
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megumi fushiguro
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“cumming way to fast” + “that time he accidentally got it in your eye”
- being a sorcerer was stressful asf
- he was exhausted literally all the time and getting injured left him bed bond for most days
- megumi barely had time to even relax
- but that’s what you were there for
- your weren’t one to brag or anything but you thought you were good at sex
- and megumi always made sure to tell you just how good you felt
- weather it’s your pussy squeezing him or the tight feeling of your throat wrapped around his throbbing length
- so to say that you felt a wee bit cocky the first time he came just seconds after bottoming out of you would be an understatement
- but you made sure to comfort him when you notice the pout and frustrated look on his face
- “that’ll never happen again” he mumbled out before cleaning you up
- but it does happen again
- about three more times actually
- and every time he grew more and more pissed at himself
- he was stressed! you knew that so you didn’t knock him if you didn’t finish
- you would tell him that it was ok
- “these kind of things happen gumi’”
- “you’re working yourself too hard baby :/“
- “let me help you relax, pls”
- expect he was never relaxed after cumming so quick inside you
- honestly, you were surprised that he could still get it up from all the stress he carries around
- finally done with finishing first every time, megumi made it his mission to get you right
- which is why he was kneeling between your legs, skirt lifted up with your panties stretched and pulled to the side as he feast on your cunt
- and you were a mess because it has been awhile since you got off and only megumi could make you see stars
- he had you spread wide for him, licking and sucking on your swollen clit that had you moaning just for him
- “ahh megumi please~” you don’t even know what your begging for but he does
- thick fingers thrusting in and out you had you gripping the sheets while your thighs tremble
- tale tale sign that you’re about to cum so he takes his fingers from out of you
- before you could whine at the loss, he’s soon thrusting his tongue inside your weeping pussy, ready to catch everything you give him
- “gumi i-im gonna cum for you!”
- “do it, cum for me kitten, cum right on my tongue”
- your body shook as you cum around the stiff muscle of his tongue, thigh squeezing around his head as you grip and pull on his hair hard
- he lets you come down, pressing kisses along your thighs before he stands up, stripping himself out of his clothes
- switching spots, you kiss along his stomach before reaching for his throbbing cock
- giving small licks against the tip to catch his precum dripping as he groans
- your mouth waters and you don’t wait a second longer before you took him in your mouth
- bobbing your head up and down, moaning when you feel him thrusting slowly in your mouth to match your rhythm
- you were just getting started when your eyes meet his right as you take him to the back of his throat
- big mistake
- the hand that has a grip your hair grows tight as he cums down your throat with a loud groan
- it caught you off guard and you didn’t have much time to prepare for his large load
- you pull off his length with a cough, he’s cum dripping from your lips as his load finishes on your face
- megumi hearing you gasping loudly brings him back to earth when he sees your head slight bent with one of your eyes squeezed shut
- “y/n?” calls as you hiss, shooting him a small glare is when he sees why
- “your cum got in my eye megumi.”
- “i-im sorry ba-“
- “dont just stare get me a towel!!”
- after cleaning you up and feeding you, megumi laid on top of you as you cuddle him closer
- he apologized more than enough you’re gonna have to give him kisses to settle him down
- “it’s ok honey, i still thought it was hot.”
- megumi could only groan, pouting as he watch you grin
- “you could say that i didn’t see it coming, huh huh?”
- megumi groaned once more as he buries his face into your neck
- yeah he definitely wasn’t going to let that happen again
————————————————————————————————————————itadori yuuji
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“that time it was your first time” + “was that a mouth on the side of his cheek?”
- bby boi
- you can’t really say what sex is truly like with yuuji
- since you’ve never had it with him because you were a virgin
- and he was fine with that, he’ll wait for as long as you liked
- the first time it almost happened was back in him dorm during his 3rd year
- you both talked about it and agreed to have your first time be together so a week later, yuuji had the perfect night planned for you
- he really pulled out all the stops
- we’re talking warm scented candles, rose petals, soft music playing in the background and your favorite take out
- it was actually really romantic ngl
- after dessert you found yourself laying back on his bed, making out with such passion it left you feeling buzzed
- everything was slow, both your movements gentle when taking off each other clothes
- giggling and kissing the nerves away
- yuuji reached for you bra, getting it undone with easy
- his eyes in your body from your breast down to your thighs rubbing together, pretty pink panties covering center
- “you’re so beautiful baby” he whispers
- it was moment were you took each other in before you reached for his hand, bringing it up to where you wanted him to touch you first
- your eyes closing shut once you feel his warm hand squeezing and caressing your breast, gasping softly when you feel his thumb brushing over your nipple
- his lips leaving yours before kissing down to your neck had you feel needy
- the room filling with sounds of your pleasing sighs and his heavy breathing
- all of it cut short by the sound of a low rugged voice
- “what are you waiting for? just fuck her already”
- your eyes shot open and you couldn’t stop the loud scream from your lips
- because why the fuck was there a mouth on his cheek and an eye under his eye??!?
- once you pulled the sheets over your naked body did yuuji realize what had happened
- he slaps a hand over his cheek so hard he knocked himself out of bed
- ok so maybe he didn’t tell you everything about why he was at the academy and in hindsight, he probably should of told you everything before he had you naked
- after calming you down and getting a ice pack does he tell you about how he ate an ancient cursed finger and now there is a very powerful curse living inside of him
- it was definitely hard for you to wrap your head around this information because you weren’t a sorcerer, you didnt see demons or cursed things or even knew about those kind of things
- so yeah, you were a bit freaked out, a little upset and needed sometime to think so you left
- yuuji understood and gave you as much time as you needed but he was literally dying on the inside without his baby
- he was mopey, quiet, and just overall sad to be around because he missed you so much
- finally after a few days you reached out and invited him over to your place
- tear was shed and yuuji apologizing profusely
- “im sorry y/n i love you so much, i dont want to lose you”
- “you’re not going to lose me yuuji, i love you to much for that to happen just promise me no more secret mkay?”
- he agreed with a kiss that quickly turned heated and you were back in your room
- “he’s not going to..ya know?”
- yuuji quickly shutting it down because “nope, him and i have a deal, he won’t be coming out when it’s just us, i promise”
- that’s enough to put you at ease and soon enough, clothes were thrown off and you two were finally connected
- yuuji thrust were gentle, making it easier for you to get used to his size
- his fingers rubbing circles on your clit left your body shaking and your pussy clenching around him
- and when you both cum at the same time, you’re gripping and holding each other tight
- yeah he may have shedded a tear or two when he came it was just that good
- aftercare king where he cleans you up and cuddles, whispering ‘i love you’s and soft kisses
- “promise me you won’t die yuuji”
- there’s a pause before you feel his lips kiss your forehead
- “im not going anywhere baby, i love you”
- he promised no more secrets but right now he can’t tell you what will happen the day he finds that last finger
- but for now, he’s content with just holding you until then
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aoi todo
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“that time you slapped him” + “he literally blew your back out”
- the time you’ve seen todo first time was shirtless
- you were terrified and turned on because what the fuck?
- no seriously, what the fu ck¿!
- dude is massive
- like was it even legal to be that massive?
- and when he dropped his pants for you the first time, you straight up walked out the room because there ain’t no way in hell
- “that thing is not going anywhere near my pussy”
- “please babygirl, just the tip?”
- it took a very, very long time before you even allowed that
- not even when your mouth watered or your pussy went purr
- his cock was just too big
- but after awhile you kinda got used to him once you realize all your insides were still in tact
- you’ve had some sex mishap, that was much was a given since this is todo we’re speak off
- you slapped the shit out of him one time when you heard him moan some idols name while he had his dick down your throat
- you didn’t let him touch you for almost a month
- he learned his lesson quick tho
- or that time he was fucking you standing up
- legs hanging over his broad shoulders while his hands held a tight grip on your ass bouncing you up and down on his thick cock
- you were three rounds in, body hot and covered in sweat
- the room filled with sounds of your moans, his deep grunts and the sickly wet squishing sound of your pussy
- todo was abusing your whole, having just made you squirt all over his cock had sent him into a frenzy, his pace picking up at a new speed
- until he took a step forward, his foot slipping out from under him, sending him falling back but he was quick enough to reach out to grip the dresser behind him
- but not quick enough to stop the stacks of manga from falling on top of you both
- one word to describe sex with this beefy man: passion
- everything he did in bed was always him trying to show just how much of a man he is and that only he could satisfy you
- whenever he was done with you, your limps were sore and achy
- it felt like you ran a marathon then swam six miles and back
- meanwhile he barely broke a sweat
- todo always made sure you were left spent and satisfied
- no matter when or where
- and he saw you bending over, getting a small peak of the underside of your perfect ass, he had to have you
- so that’s how you found yourself in a small closet, it could fit two people comfortably
- but todo made up at least three on his own so there was barely any room but that doesn’t stop him from fucking your ass
- you held your upper half up by gripping onto the shelve in front of you as his large hands grip and squeeze your plush ass
- “thats it babygirl, doing so good”
- it felt so good taking him like this, his heavy balls slapping against your soaked cunt while he pounds his throbbing length in and out your ass
- hands slapping each cheek before leaving you spread open to watch him fuck you
- “f-fuck so tight!” he thrust harder, pushing your body forward “you love when i fuck you with this big cock don’t you?”
- you move a hand back to try and slow his movement but he only grabs it and keeps his held to your back
- “too much d-daddy..s’ too big!”
- but he keeps going, grinning wildly when he heard that
- todo stretched you out good for him and it was still to much cock for you
- your cries and moans bounce off the walls, your grip on the shelf growing loose the faster he went
- he sends another hard spank against your ass before his fingers found your needy clit
- pinching and rubbing quick circles around the bud had you gushing
- “oh fuck yeah, you filthy girl cumming from getting your ass fucked? so dirty”
- your body shakes as you tongue rolls out your mouth, panting and whining like a bitch in heat
- “fucking needy, perfect girl just for me” he growls, his hips picking up speed as he chases his high
- “t-to..slow..down”
- you could barely get any words out, your brain slowly turning to mush as you become nothing but a toy for him to cum inside
- he was going feral, loving that he can turn you so dumb from just his cock alone
- the sound of wood cracking catches your attention before the shelf you’re gripping breaks, sending the front of your body forward down
- the scream you let out make todo halt all his movements, his big hands and large arms holds your middle to keep you up right as you start to sob
- “w-what’s wrong?”
- “can’t move…it hurts!!”
- white hot pain shoot through your back as you body goes stiff
- five hours later you’re being wheeled out the hospital with strict orders to not leave the bed
- you made todo swear not to tell anyone about this and swore on takada’s life that he wouldn’t tell
- but when yuuji comes to visit and ask what happened, here comes this big guy
- “it was my dick, my dick put her in a wheelchair brother!!”
- please slap him again sis
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kuroopaisen · 3 years
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takes one to know one || fushiguro megumi
➵ megumi just wants to buy some flowers from the nice stall attendant he definitely doesn’t have a crush on in peace. gojou has other plans.  
wc: 2.4k
warnings: gn!reader, incoherent chaos
a/n: gracie dearest this one’s for you :( you are so sweet and so lovely to me and i’m so, so glad we met in this hellscape (i would personally like to thank psycho-pass for existing) i hope i did your boy well! 
By the time he arrives at Jujutsu Tech, Megumi knows the flowers are a mistake.
“For me?” Gojou gasps, hands clasped and mouth agape in perhaps his most punchable smile. “Oh, you shouldn’t have.”
Megumi’s fist tightens around the handle of his bouquet. Today, it’s lilacs, irises and white lilies. It’s also much bigger than usual – too big to inconspicuously leave on someone’s fence or place in the school gardens.
“You can have them if you want,” he murmurs. What else is he supposed to do with them?
The delight on Gojou’s face collapses into a precarious mix of genuine confusion and insatiable curiosity. “Hah? They’re not for anyone?”
“No,” Megumi says. And if they were, I wouldn’t tell you. Although he doesn’t say that last part. Gojou would perceive it as a challenge, and the less he knew about Megumi’s private life, the better.
“So…” A grin splits Gojou’s face. “The person you bought them from must be special, then.” 
Megumi freezes for just a second. But he knows a second is enough for Gojou to glean all the information he needs.  
“Ah,” Gojou hums. “I see.”
“No, you don’t,” Megumi mumbles, well-aware of the heat rising in his cheeks.
“But why would you go out of your way to buy a bouquet of flowers, hm?” Gojou grins, shit-eating grin back on his face. “They don’t hand these out for free, you know.”
Megumi’s grip is so firm he’s scared he’ll crush the stems.
Although, he still doesn’t know what he’s going to do with them. It doesn’t feel right to throw them out – not when you’d spent time putting it together – but he wasn’t about to revamp his room with a distinctly floral accent.
Is it against social protocol to give the flowers back to you? Not now, of course, but maybe on his evening walk… or tomorrow morning…
He still doesn’t know why he didn’t just walk past you that first day.
But something about the way you were gazing out into the street, eyes wide and hopeful as you watched people ignore you on their daily commute… something about that drew him in.
And once he’d bought something from you once – just a small flower, one he didn’t know the name of, but seemed appropriate behind a cute girl’s ear – he couldn’t very well start ignoring you.
Not when your smile is so bright, your eyes sparkling with gratitude whenever he takes whatever floral arrangement you’ve lovingly bundled together out of your hands.
But now he’s paying the price – in more ways than one.
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Your flower stall is just a few feet away from one of the trendiest cafes in this area of Tokyo, and whoever oversees your little operation is obviously trying to capitalise on that. Setting up so early must be an attempt to catch the rush of bleary-eyed corporate workers craving their necessary morning coffee.
What use an office worker has for flowers, Megumi doesn’t know. But he has a feeling that you’d probably say something along the lines of “it’ll help brighten the place up.”
As usual, you’re waiting there patiently, eyes hopefully scanning the streets for any potential customers. Your face positively lights up when you finally catch sight of him – something that still makes Megumi nearly trip over his own feet.
“Good morning!” You call out, waving to him.
Megumi raises a hand in response, shuffling towards you with all the embarrassment of a high schooler on their way to their first date.
“Can I interest you in a floral arrangement on this fine Saturday morning?” You grin, eyes twinkling as you make your marketing pitch.
“Sure,” Megumi sighs, scanning the vast array of flowers currently on display. He’s getting better at picking them out, but he still can’t name any of them on sight.
You wait patiently, hands folded on the counter. If you think he’s an idiot, you keep it to yourself.
“Those ones,” he says, pointing at a group of blue heart-shaped flowers.
“The morning glories?” You ask reflexively, reaching over to pluck a bunch out of their display.
“Yeah,” Megumi shrugs. He has no idea what a morning glory is. The term sounds like something Gojou and Yuji would snicker at.
“They’re gorgeous,” you smile, taking a moment to admire them.
“Yeah,” Megumi says again.
Flowers aren’t really his thing; God help him if he was ever asked what his favourite kind was. But there’s no point in saying any of that – not when he’s already spent an embarrassing amount of money at this one stall.
“You’re keeping the business afloat, you know,” you giggle, as if reading his mind.
Megumi blinks at you. “Really?”
“Mhm,” you nod. “It wouldn’t be amiss to say you’re our most important patron.” You beam at him, same sparkle in your eyes as always.
He’d be furious, if you weren’t so nice.
How is he supposed to focus when you’re looking at him like that? How’s he supposed to ask who ‘we’ is? A business partner? A partner partner?
But you look so young. You can’t possibly be running a business. But you might have a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend. Or both. Or a partner of an otherwise non-binary gender.
Too many questions, no social capacity to ask them.
“So,” Megumi begins, his voice calm and composed as ever. His mind, however, is scrambling around like a fast-food joint at rush hour, trying to string together a sentence that’s not only coherent but also fascinating.
“How old are you?”
Whoops.
It’s the forbidden question. Or, at least, that’s what people always say. People, in this case, is Gojou. It usually is.
You seem unbothered. “I turn seventeen this year.”
Was it only a forbidden question for people who’re older? But in that case, surely knowing someone’s age was pertinent for the whole ‘respect’ thing. Maybe Gojou just didn’t think he should ever ask anyone’s age because then he’s not beholden to honorifics.
But Megumi can’t imagine him using them properly anyway.
That’s not the point. The point is that you’re the same age as him. You weren’t somehow twenty-seven with a baby face.
“Oh,” Megumi nods. “Me too.”
The smile you give him is almost unbearable. How is it even more of a smile than your usual smile? That doesn’t make any sense.
There’s a certain excitement bubbling in his gut that he doesn’t recognise or like.
Wait, if you’re his age, then…
“Do you not go to school on Saturdays?” He asks.
Is this conversation too dry? He’s not sure. He doesn’t usually make an effort at this sort of thing.
“My school doesn’t have classes on Saturday mornings,” you smile, meticulously wrapping brown paper around the stems of a set of particularly bright morning glories. You always do it so delicately; where on earth do you find the patience?
There’s something… graceful, about how you go about it. Sure, it’s your job, but Megumi still enjoys watching you work because—
“Hello there!”
Megumi knows that voice.
Oh no.
“Hello!” You fold your hands in front of you and give your new customer a bow. But your usual smile has been replaced with an expression of middling confusion as you look him up and down.
Megumi doesn’t need to turn around to know who’s standing behind him.
“Who’d’ve thought there’d be so many kinds of flowers in bloom, huh?” Gojou grins, slinging a lanky arm around Megumi’s shoulders.
Megumi glances to the side.
A pair of startingly blue eyes peek at him from behind black shades.
“What are you doing here?” He asks through gritted teeth.
“Oh, I thought I’d just come out for a morning stroll,” Gojou sighs, gesturing to the sky. “Don’t you think it’s gorgeous?”
Megumi’s ready to commit a murder.
“And look at all these flowers!” Gojou exclaims, bending down to peer at some asters closely. “Did you grow them all yourself?”
“Of course not,” you laugh. “I just sell them.”
Jealous maybe isn’t the right word. But there is a twisting in Megumi’s gut upon the realisation that within minutes of meeting you, Gojou had made you laugh. Megumi, on the other hand, was yet to do that.
“Well, either way, my student is a big fan,” Gojou smirks, shaking Megumi’s shoulder. Megumi’s soul is currently leaving his body.
“I was just telling him that he’s our most valued customer,” you smile, tilting your head at the pair of them.
“Ah, is that so?” Gojou grins. It’s amazing, really, how he manages to capture all the terror of the apocalypse in one smile. “I never really took him as a flower guy.”
“Everyone’s a flower guy, sir,” you tsk, shaking your head. “Even you.”
Gojou places an affronted hand on his chest. “So quick to make assumptions!”
“Not at all,” you smile. “You’d be surprised by what our customer base looks like.”
“You don’t say,” Gojou grins, turning to Megumi.
Megumi considers the consequences of punching Gojou right in the nether regions. He doubts he’d be punished for it by the higher ups; if anything, he’ll probably be rewarded. Maybe even pushed up a grade for his invaluable service.
“Fushiguro!”
Oh no.
Megumi’s eyes widen ever so slightly. His head whips round to Gojou. His teacher is already looking straight at him.
“Ah,” Gojou grins. “I told Yuji to meet me here this morning.” The glint in his eyes strikes terror right through Megumi’s departing soul.
Sure enough, Itadori barrels his way towards them, damn near colliding against Megumi with a ‘thump’.
Megumi can do something but stare into the abyss, hoping, wishing, praying this is just a nightmare.
Unfortunately, it’s not.
You give the newest addition to this strange little posse a customary bow. “Good morning!”
Itadori beams at you, his entire face lighting up. “Good morning!”
A strange panic starts to rise from Megumi’s gut. If he thought about it, you and Itadori would get along well. Too well.
Thoughts of you and Itadori walking hand in hand down the street as you laugh, Itadori offering you his coat on a clod morning as you blush, Itadori walking you home, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully as you lean towards him and –
Megumi blinks the thoughts away. What is wrong with him today?
You and Itadori have just met. And what was it to Megumi anyway? It’s not like he—
“Megumi?” Itadori tilts his head at him.
Megumi stares back blankly. “Hm?”
“I wanted to know how you found this place,” Itadori asks, voice bright but with the uncertain quality inherent to repeating oneself.
“Oh,” Megumi murmurs. “Well, I…”
In truth, he doesn’t remember. He just saw you one morning and decided to approach. He still doesn’t know why. But he doesn’t regret it.
“I roped him in with my charm,” you piqued up, picking up the lull in conversation.
Try as he might, Megumi just can’t concentrate. Itadori’s pressed against him, Gojou’s still got his arm slung around his shoulder, and—
“Ah, Nobara’s here!” Gojou beams, waving a hand over his head.
“What are you doing here of all places?” Nobara frowns, raising an eyebrow at Megumi. “I wouldn’t have taken this as your sort of scene.”
If there’s a hell, Megumi’s sure it’s this.
Conversation is bubbling around him but none of it is registering in his mind, he can see Nobara’s dissatisfied look as she takes in the situation at hand but he doesn’t have the energy to retort, Gojou is playing with the petals of one of the display flowers but Megumi knows he’s not going to buy it and—
“Hey, Megumi?”
He snaps back to reality at the sound of your voice, gentle and concerned.
“Are you alright?” You ask, tilting your head to the side. It’s as if you’re completely ignoring the rabble, as if you see him and only him.
Next to him Gojou, Yuji and Nobara watch with rapt attention.
“Yeah,” he lies. “I didn’t sleep well last night.”
You frown at you look at him. Something flashes in your eyes and you suddenly duck beneath your countertop.
Megumi and his gaggle of fools blink in surprise.
In a moment you hop back up, something purple bundled up in your hands. “Here,” you smile, handing it out to him, “this is supposed to help you sleep.”
One whiff and he knows it’s lavender.
“How much?” Megumi asks.
You shake your head. “Oh, no. It’s on me.”
Megumi’s heart flutters as you smile. Despite the chaos going on around him, despite the fact that he knows he’s going to be mocked for this for weeks to come, he’s grateful.
Somehow.
“Sorry about this…” he mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck.
“It’s fine,” you giggle, shaking your head.
Megumi feels Gojou chuckle quietly, his chest rattling. Itadori is unusually quiet and Nobara seems moments away from a laughing fit.
“I should go,” Megumi says quickly and suddenly. He doesn’t give you time to respond, zipping down the street as fast as his feet can carry him. He needs a shower and then a run and then he needs to beat a training dummy up and then—
“Wait, Megumi!”
He freezes in his tracks. That’s… your voice.
And around his wrist is… is…
He turns to look at you over his shoulder, eyes darting for where you hand wraps around his wrist. Why is his heart racing so absurdly fast? Why does it feel like his head’s about to explode? You’re just holding his wrist. You’re not even touching his skin. Not that it matters—
“Will I see you tomorrow?” You ask, not quite able to meet his gaze.
It brings him back to the moment.
“Of course,” Megumi answers reflexively.
You finally lift your eyes up. They seem to be sparkling. “I look forward to it.”
Before he even has time to process it you’ve let him go and trotted back to your stall, tending to your flowers as if nothing’d happened.
This has been too much embarrassment for one day. He’s not entirely sure what’s going on and he’s not sure he wants to know. But man, he needs at least several hours alone to process everything.
As Megumi shuffles away, Gojou bounds after him, still grinning like a fool.
“So, Megumi’s got himself a—”
Megumi elbows him in the stomach before Gojou even has a chance to finish his sentence.
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uwuwriting · 3 years
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Boyfriend w/ Megumi, Itadori and Gojo
Request: hii I just read your jujutsu nightmares piece and oh my god I am indeed a very simple simp and your writing just makes my heart go uwu so may I maybe req a very soft, fluffy s/o for Megumi, Itadori Sato and maybe Sukuna if you write for him? I hope it's not too much, thank uu <3 - anonymous
I can’t get enough of the JJK content, I love them so much my heart can’t take it. Sadly I don’t write for Sukuna *I think I mention it in my rules but I’m not sure*, he pissed me off big time in the manga so yeah sorry about that. Really all the curses have kinda pissed me off but that’s a story for another day lmao. Love ya.💖💖💖
masterlist II rules
warnings: boyfriend things lol, fluff, maybe some angst sprinkled on top but not a lot. 
Fushiguro Megumi 
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-Megumi reminds me of Suna from Haikyuu. 
-Like a lot. 
-He will put effort in the relationship of course but he won’t flaunt it around in everybody’s faces. 
-Yes he has a s/o and yes he is in love but in his book that should be mostly kept in between you two, no one else has to know. 
-So at first your relationship isn’t really acknowledged by the others. 
-It’s so subtle at casual that everyone around you thinks that you’re merely best friends and close to each other. 
-Only Makki knows that you two are a thing since she sees how you worry and take care of him after he has been injured. 
-It’s different from platonic concern and she knows what’s going on. 
-Plus she saw you steal a kiss one time and that sealed the deal. 
-Eventually the others figure it out and they are losing their shit, for completely different reasons though. 
-Nobara can’t believe Megumi got a s/o before she did. 
-Gojo is hurt because neither of you said anything and he has been trying to hook you up for the past two years now. 
-Itadori is just confused because he thought that you were like that to everyone. 
-Now PDA is non-existent with this one. 
-He doesn’t feel comfortable touching you in public even if it’s a small peck. 
-He prefers showing his love behind closed doors or through acts of service. 
-So expect to find multiple bentos waiting for you in the kitchen each morning or a hot bath on the ready when you come back from a long mission. 
-You are okay with the no PDA rule, your only request is that he at least hold your pinkie when you need it. 
-It grounds you and who is he to say no to that?
-During missions he doesn’t underestimate your strength and let’s you do your thing. 
-He only interferes when you ask for help or when he notices that you’re extremely overwhelmed. 
-He doesn’t smother you and you are eternally grateful for that. 
-Training sessions between the both of you are brutal. 
-Neither holds back and you're left a panting, sweating mess at the end, crawling to your respective rooms to change before you settle for a movie later that afternoon.
-If either of you gets injured it’s mama bear time. 
-You need to change your bandages? Megumi has already taken out the kit and all the essentials. 
-He needs to take some meds to calm the pain in his ribcage? You have the pills in hand. 
-He is a shy boy so even in private he hesitates to touch you. 
-Don’t get him wrong he loves holding you and feeling you close to him but he is also afraid he will make you uncomfortable or overstep. 
-So you will be the one initiating cuddle session during the first months of your relationship. 
-After a while he will simply pick you up and carry you to his bed for cuddles if he needs them without uttering a word the whole time. 
-Good morning/Goodnight kisses are a must. 
-It’s a ground rule that he follows religiously since day one. 
-It doesn’t matter if it’s a simple peck on his lips or a passionate kiss, he just wants to get a kiss before starting/ending the day. 
-Sleeps on his stomach with an arm always draped over your waist. 
-Isn’t really into the whole sleeping on each other thing but he won’t say no to being the big spoon or even better the little spoon. 
-He gets flustered when you kiss his knuckles or trace patterns on his palms. 
-He knows his hands are rough from all the training but after your touch they feel tender and gentle. 
-Prefers indoor dates rather than outdoor ones. 
-His favorite  is cooking dinner together and then cuddling on the couch *in hopes you won’t get interrupted by Gojo*.
-The only thing he dislikes about the whole relationship thing is the teasing he receives from Gojo. 
-He is ready to rip his ears off. 
-Boy has murder on his mind 24/7 and it is all directed to his mentor.
-Gojo noticed that Megumi had you as his wallpaper ONCE and now it’s game over for your boyfriend. 
-The thing is that you don’t get teased as much and he is *salty*. 
Itadori Yuuji
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-He is such a lovable boy, how could you NOT fall in love with him?
-Your relationship is naturally effortless. 
-Everything flows so naturally and without even trying you two have formed such an unbreakable bond that not even Sukuna himself can tether even if he tried. 
-Many MANY spontaneous trips to the nearest convenience store at 3 am.
-Oh you are craving some popcorn? Well go on, get your shoes, we are going grocery shopping. 
-Won’t hesitate to do anything for you and when I say anything I mean it. 
-He ditched Gojo once because you had bad period pains and said you needed cuddles. 
-What cruel creature would he be if he denied his beautiful girlfriend her cuddles??? 
-Sukuna has cockblocked you two and has ruined your cuddles on multiple occasions. 
-From weird noises to rude comments to interrupting Yuuji’s thoughts with random shit. 
-Real party crasher. 
-Yuuji’s love language is touch mainly so expect a shit load of hugs and kisses. 
-Won’t let go of your hand while you are out in public. 
-If he can’t hold your hand he will place his palm in the small of your back or wrap his arm around your shoulders/waist. 
-It’s a physical need. 
-He has to be touching you at all times because that reminds him that you are truly here beside him and that you are okay. 
-The sorcerer's life has already taken a toll on his mentality and he hates leaving you alone so most of the time you go on conjoined missions. 
-Unlike Megumi he tries to protect you during fights by all means. 
-He doesn’t do it because he sees you as weak and in need of protection it’s just an instinct that he can’t control at all. 
-He will put himself in immense danger, taking all the blows just so you can leave the scene unscathed. 
-You have scolded him on his complete disregard of his own life and the tears that pooled in his eyes as he explained that his body moves on its own when he sees anything darting towards you, breaks your heart. 
-If you kiss the little marks under his eyes all his worries fly out the nearest window. 
-He forgets about everything around him, about the looming threat of his imminent execution, the only thing on his mind are your lips on his cheekbones and your thumbs rubbing circles on his cheeks. 
-If you pepper him in too many kisses he will begin his own assault by first tackling you to the floor or the bed and capturing you in a hug before the smooches begin. 
-He has a tendency to leave hickies on your neck which you struggle to cover each morning and you are always real close to glaring at him when he beams like the sun itself at you in the morning but your mild anger fades the moment his lips meet yours. 
-You have your suspicions that he knows what he is doing with that, he knows his kisses make you weak so he uses them to his advantage. 
-Will never admit it but it always places a small smirk on his lips every time you clutch his shirt for balance or rest your forehead on his shoulder to regain your composure. 
-An I love you a day is required for good vibes. 
-Won’t hesitate to shout it even in front of others, he just has no filter and no shame. 
-Makes you turn tomato red and he snickers. 
-Fuck him, literally. 
Gojo Satoru
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-This fucking tease. 
-He has no chill!!!!!!
-How are you with him?!?!?!?!!
-My man fine af and he drinks his respect for y/n and y/n alone juice every morning. 
-That doesn’t mean though he won’t try to fluster you throughout the day. 
-It’s his main goal really. 
-Full blown make out sessions in the hallways of the school, ass smacks in front of others and trying to leave hickies on your neck during your lunch break. 
-It simultaneously pisses you off and turns you on so you can’t decide if you should smack him or jump his bones. 
-It’s a never ending debate and his chances of getting the quawk quawk 5000 are 50/50. 
-He respects your boundaries when you give him a sign that you really don’t want him to be like that on certain days. 
-He is a very observant individual in general so it’s not hard for him to take note of the signs of pure discomfort or awkwardness. 
-True he loves flustering you but the moment things get out of hand and you don’t feel okay with how he is acting, he is throwing his attitude out the window and becomes respectful Gojo in a flash. 
-Likes having his arm draped over your shoulder. 
-He is super tall so chances are he towers over you. 
-He has used you like an armrest several times which resulted to a trip to Shoko for a dislocated wrist/shoulder. 
-You make him bentos almost everyday and he waits for them like a lost puppy. 
-No matter the time, he doesn’t care if he is late, he will wait for you to make him a little bento to take with him. 
-Curses can wait, he needs to receive his first dose of y/n love of the day. 
-Brags to his student about you and to Nanami, much to the blonde’s dismay. 
-Talks everyone’s ear off. 
-He becomes super protective when an elder shows up or at the mere mention of them. 
-He will grasp your hand, keeping a firm grip as those pretentious fucks stare down at you. 
-They really don’t care about Sato’s happiness and they will never show you a fiber of respect despite being chosen by the strongest sorcerer. 
-You are not part of one of the three clans so you are worth nothing in their eyes. 
-Gojo hates them for that. 
-Deep rooted hatred that could turn into a mass murder if one of them call you a distraction or a slut one more time. 
-You are really grateful for him in those moments. 
-You are grateful in general but during those times when you are being bombared left and right with rude comments, he will remind everyone in the room that he doesn’t give a flying fuck about what they believe. 
-He fell in love with you because you are your beautiful self and not because you are a powerful sorcerer. 
-He wants to imagine your kids as a sign of your love and not as an item of power, as a weapon like many of these people see him. 
-He has ditched the elder meetings on many occasions just because he wasn’t in the mood of listening to their bullshit so he came home to you and spent the rest of his night cuddled up under the large comforter, watching a movie while peppering your shoulders with kisses. 
-Adores seeing you in his clothes. 
-They are so big on you that you wear them as dresses around the house. 
-He especially loves the sight of your bare legs peeking from underneath his black t-shirt. 
-99% of the time this ends up in you getting your guts rearranged. 
-Surprisingly remembers all the important dates and he makes it to as many dates as he can. 
-Being a sorcerer is difficult man, give him a break curses he has a date at 8 and he needs to get his formal glasses. 
-All in all he loves you to the moon and back and would do anything to keep you safe and next to him. 
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prettypinkpuddles · 2 years
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Kinktober number 2 for Toji from jjk 🛐
That I can do! Luckily it’s the weekend and I have all the time in the world these days… hopefully.
Shower Sex with Toji
Fem Reader for this one… sorry!
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♡︎𝙰/𝙽- 𝚂𝚘 𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚄 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚓𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚎𝚝𝚌.
♡︎𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜- 𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔, 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐
⚠︎︎𝚃𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐- 𝚈/𝙽 𝚒𝚜 𝚂𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚈 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚢. 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚃𝚘𝚓𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚊𝚜𝚜
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Parties like this bored you. All you did was decorate your husband’s arm, drink fruitless cocktails, eat chilled meat on a spiced cracker and smile and giggle. But this wasn’t the party you were expecting, first one woman left her husband’s side, then two more, then you found yourself leaving, taking with women about anything you could think of. You were there all night, sometimes leaving to get a glass of champagne one of the waiters were carrying. You knew all the now wife-less men were watching you catwalk you way to the bubbly, so you’d put on a show for them each time, fixing your top, swaying you hips as you turned to walk back, or stop and look for something non-existent, making sure to show your chest, it’s was practically spilling out your v-line.
When you got home, you realized just how much you had drank, almost tripping over your own heel. You stopped on the entertainment floor, remembering you left your phone there.
“Hi, Gumi, Itadori…” You waved to the two boys, them playing on one of the many consoles in the room. Megumi turned and waved to you, and Itadori couldn’t even look at you, his ears red and burning. He squeaked out a simple greeting and kept as much focus on the game as possible. You giggled and walked back to the elevator, clicking for the bed floor. You found Toji there, and he seemed rather mad. He grabbed a drink from one of the mini fridges and sat in one of the chairs, flicking on the giant tv. You walked up to him, leaning over the chair, draping your arms over him.
“I’m sorry, but the girls were so interesting… I made so many friends! More than I do at the other parties…” You put on a sympathetic pout on but he wasn’t buying it. “I just wanted a change..”
You sulked off, slipping out of your heels and putting them by the balcony door. You walked out and rested on the edge, staining at the ant-like people on the oh so low street. You felt a pair of large warm around hug you in place, a gentle sigh coming out from Fushiguro’s chest.
“I know how bored you get… I’m sorry I got so mad. I just like showing you off to the douches there, thats all.” He mumbled, lighting a cigarette. He took a puff and blew out in the direction the wind was flowing so it would land on you. You playfully reached up for the thing and but he said no.
Toji doesn’t like when you smoke, he wants you as healthy as possible. You knew this but still tried to take the smoke he had, no matter if it was a cigar or weed.
You slipped from his grip, telling him to enjoy his cig, walking off to your maid’s room, seeing her fast asleep. She must’ve been in a huge panic to get everything cleaned, she was still in uniform, not under the covers. You giggled and let her sleep, walking to the elevator. You slipped off your dress, knowing Toji was watching you, but you ignored him as he stared bullets into your back, pushing the button for the bathroom floor. You slipped off your panties, putting them on the elevator floor and immediately dipping yourself in one of the hot springs. You let out a broken groan of relief, the stinging water kissing and flicking your skin, as you sat down you reached for a white cloth and close hair tie. You put your hair up as best you could without a mirror, slipping deeper in the water. You heard the elevator ding and saw Toji walk up behind you.
He swiftly joined you, settling next to you.
“This is sooo nice.” I love this damn tub.” You smiled, and he kissed your forehead, pulling you on his lap. You took hold of his hand, putting his hand on your ass. You put your head in the crook of his neck, dozing off as you listened to his heartbeat and his voice as he spoke of everything he saw at the party.
“Y/N, wake up, shower.”
You opened your eyes and giggled at him, get out the tub and getting in the glass shower. It was right in front of a mirror so you could see yourself, you ethereal you found yourself and you sighed; reaching up to one of the lavender plants growing at the top(the garden floor above you).
You grabbed the shower nozzle, spraying the suds off you, the water lingering over your lower half a bit too much. You bit your lip, keeping it there until a knock on the glass made you scream. You looked to see Toji, a smug smirk on his face and a towel wrapped around him. He hung the towel over the glass and stepped in with you, pulling you and himself under the running water.
“Water’s nice, huh?” You grinned and he pushed his lips to yours, putting down the shower nozzle. You began kissing down his neck, mumbling about how nice it feels to be in the shower after a pretentious day. You manage to get yourself on your knees, right at your destination. You planted yourself right under his dick; a perfect match to your liking, it just just the right size for you and always had a pretty clear bead of precum at its head when Toji got hard.
You licked the tip of it, wrapping your lips over it, swirling and twisting your tongue around it, slowing engulfing it until you hit the base. You let out a sultry moan, looking up at Fushiguro.
“You good down there? I can do it?” He asked, holding his hand on your head. You nodded, letting out a hum and he gripped your ponytail, shoving your head back and forth on his cock. You choked and gagged as little as you could, taking as many fluids down your throat as possible. He held you at the base at one point for a few good seconds, letting you get a good breathe before he continued his self pleasure with your mouth and throat.
He finally yanked you off, releasing himself down the drain as you caught your breathe. You quickly got back to him and waited for his loving cum, looking at him with a pouty, annoyed look when you realized what he’d done.
He chuckled and got on his knees, helping you stand and pulled you over his face. You bit your lip devilishly.
“Do that thing you did… that time we were in the kitchen, and you put that whipped cream on me, you tongue felt sooo- Ah~! Fuck….”
Toji began ravishing your cunt, stimulating every part he could at once. You tugged his hair, dipping yourself into his mouth until he began to suck on your clit, flicking it at rapid speed. You squealed like a pig, trying to push him off, but you couldn’t. His hands were firmly on your waist and lower back. He relented and let you go, standing back up and kissing you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him pick you up and put you under the water again. He quickly slipped himself inside you, so the water wouldn’t wash all the slick away from your pussy.
“Ooh fucking… shit!” You couldn’t hold you moans back, sure the boys could hear you even in with Toji’s fingers around your throat. He pounded away at your sopping cunt, his grunt being drowned by the rushing water. He suddenly pushed you to one of the glass walls, still fucking your little hole and you began digging your nails into his back and shoulders.
“You wanna cum that badly huh?” He breathed and you shouted a yes as response. He chuckled, bucking his hips into you even more. You desperately wanted an orgasm, trying to match his thrust but it was futile; he put you down, turned you around and now you could see yourself. The mirror, you could see it.
You wiped the clouding fog away, able to see Fushiguro fuck the life out of you. The way your face contorted in pure pleasure, the movement of your fits, the slapping sound you could hear. Your eyes became hooded with lust, more languid, drawn out groans coming from your throat. Toji pulled you up to him, biting down on your neck hard, his fingers going at your nipples and clit. “Cumming! Fuck-!” You choked on your cries of pleasure, an orgasm flooding your veins with an overloading pleasure. You shook in Toji’s hands, falling limp as he turned to let you get rinsed one more time.
He peppered your face and neck with kisses and sucks, carrying you to the bed floor. He went into one of the room with colored lights, set you in the bed and changed the colors to a deep blue. He settled in and pulled you onto his chest, humming to make sure you weren’t knocked out already. You popped your head up with a hum of pure confusion, which made your husband smile.
“You were green the whole time, right?” He asked and you nodded.
Green was one of your safe words, you used them when you got into new stuff or some form of dangerous physical or mental play. There was Green to let Toji know you were fine and you were actually having fun, Yellow to tell him you were ok, just to make something a little less, like his roughness, grip or pace. Orange to tell him to stop or not do something anymore and Red to stop the play completely. You’ve rarely told him red, or yellow. You were mostly green because you loved everything you did with Fushiguro.
“Did you get my present in the elevator…?” You whispered.
“I did, of course you wore red…. It’s your go-to when it comes to those parties…”
“Well my dress was black, simple.” You grinned and put your head on his chest, slowly loosing focus in the conversation and drifting off to sleep.
Bonus
You woke to find a nice breakfast awaiting you, fluffy pancakes, melted butter with cinnamon, maple syrup, eggs with cheese, salt, and pepper, and of course bacon. You found a note folded up for you from Toji.
𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕠𝕟, ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤
You smiled and ate your food, got dressed and went out to the other beds, seeing the boys passed out. You smiled at how contempt they were, remembering how cute they were together playing their game. Then you thought back to last night, how the elevator rang twice before Fushiguro met you in the bath… the pause in the rings. You recall how long it can take for the elevator to reach a floor, the distance of the entertainment floor to the bed floor. The bathroom floor was the floor two floors above the entertainment floor… so the elevator hit the entertainment floor befor picking up Toji. You tested your hypothesis, checking the elevator rings. You were right. You gasped, realizing one of the boys must’ve seen your little ‘gift’ before Toji.
You giggled of embarrassment for you and them, and of how funny it was.
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[𝙎𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙡 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙘] (001)
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Jujutsu Kaisen x Male reader
Warning: Mentions of su!cide, gore, violence, and strong themes
"𝘿𝙖𝙢𝙣, 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨."
A smooth honey like voice dripped with interest of the vessel that stood before him. The male's eyes casted down before traveling back up the first year's torso. He licked his lip at the sight with a smirk. 
"Oya? Oya? N/n-Chan where did you come from? You were supposed to be in Hyogo." A blindfolded sensei questioned. N/n, or better known as M/n sent a small wave at his underclassmen, who gaped at both his sensei and senpai with wide eyes. "Oh the other second-years would love this." M/n took out his phone and and started taking an array of photos of Megumi. 
"Anyways, I was, heard there was a SGP (special grade problem) going on. Thought I'd check it out. You too?" He lazily draped himself against the older. "The elders complained about putting my abilities to good use." Gojo chuckled remembering the annoying email from the secretary. "Anyways, who's this?" "Yuji Itadori sir!" The pinkette quickly bowed. A hearty laugh bubbled in M/n's throat at the formal honorific.  "Get up no need for that, cause a nice senpai like me cares for underclassman." The male proudly pointed to himself. 
 "M/n L/n. Say where is the cursed object anyways?" Itadori sweat dropped. "Well I ate it." "Damn the kid has balls." M/n bluntly stated making a certain raven haired sorcerer flustered at the vulgar statement. "So how's Sukuna, or whatever his face is?" The (e/c) orbs analyzed Itadori looking for any sign of the curse. "He's annoying, he keeps on talking." Tapping his head with his palm signaling the telepathic link. "10 seconds." 
"Huh?" "Come on back after 10 seconds." Gojo reiterated. "I dunno about this." "Don't worry I'm the strongest." M/n playfully rolling his eyes. "And if it gets out of hand, I'm stronger." "Megumi, hold onto this will ya." Gojo tossed a paper bag towards him. "Can you also hold onto this? It's killing my back." The second-year threw a heavy duffel bag Fushiguro's way, almost knocking him out. "What's this?" Megumi's eyes lingered on the white bag. "Kikufuku Mochi." His eyebrow twitched at the information. 'He was buying souvenirs, while people were dying?!'
"Aww Megumi they're not souvenirs. They're for the bullet train back." Sukuna was suddenly in the air about to pounce on the 'unsuspecting' male. "Behind you!" Fushiguro yelled worriedly. Gojo dodged getting close to the curse's ear. "Two of my students are watching so, I hope you don't mind me showing off." He turned sending a blow towards Sukuna's back, making him stumble. 'He's unbelievably fast. Not only that-.'  
"It doesn't matter what era it is, you guys are always a pain you stupid Jujutsu sorcerer! He dryly laughed. "But that doesn't matter to me." With a flick of his wrist chunks of concrete flew towards Gojo. Who when the dust cleared stood unscathed holding the rubble as nothing. "Should be about time." M/n clicked his tongue, while filing his nails next to Fushiguro. The markings on Itadori's body disappearing. "What a surprise! You can control it!" He yelled. "He's kind of annoying though." Itadori repeated. 
"It's a miracle that's the only side effect." With that, the older tapped his head knocking the first-year out. "Aww booooo I was looking forward to annoying Sasuki more." The M/n whined like a toddler throwing away his file. "What did you do?" Fushiguro asked ignoring his senpai. "He's knocked out." Gojo stated holding onto the passed out male. "I though you were smarter then that Megumiii." The two once again ignored the manic (h/c-ette). "If he wakes up and isn't possessed...he might have potential as a vessel." He reasoned. "Quick question what do I do with him?" M/n sweat dropped. "Even if he has potential, under Jujutsu regulations he must be executed..." He drawled off. "But I don't want to let him die!" Fushiguro finished with a determined look.  
"Is that a personal opinion?" M/n playfully teased. "Yes, a personal opinion. Please do something about it." "Hmm a precious student's request." Gojo scratched his chin in 'thought'. "Leave it to me, and your senpai!" He exclaimed. "So with that, let me reiterate...you're gonna be executed." The blindfolded teacher waved his hands around in finger guns. "This story doesn't make sense so far." Itadori grumbled. "Hey, Man, I tried. An execution is an execution, but I managed to suspend the sentencing."
"A suspended sentencing? So it's on hold now?" The pinkette questioned. "Yup. Let me explain from the top." Gojo went to grab something out of his pocket realizing it was gone. "Looking for this?" M/n's form came out of the shadows, holding up the shriveled appendage. "This look familiar?" Itadori raised a brow. "Another finger?" "Ding ding ding. You want a cookie or something?" M/n leaned on his sensei's shoulder aggravating him even more. "Its the same cursed object you so voluntarily consumed. There's 20 total, we're in possession of six." "Twenty? Oh, including both arms and legs." Nodding his head in understanding. "Wrong, Sukuna has four arms." M/n stated nonchalantly tossing the finger up for Gojo to blast towards the wall creating a small crater like hole. The finger looked unscathed. "As you can see, you can't destroy it. It's that powerful of a curse.
With every passing day it gets even stronger." The (h/c-ette) moved from his place wandering behind Itadori, the hot breath on his neck made himself shutter. "That's where you come in. You die, the curse in you dies as well." M/n moved back rocking back on his heels. "The Elders have a stick up their ass and wanted to kill you right away. My dear Gojo and I thought it be a waste for a pretty face like you to offed yet." 
A small pink flush dusted against Itadori's cheeks. "There's no guarantee that another vessel able of controlling of Sukuna will ever come around again. So... our proposal was, "if we're gonna kill him, why not after he takes in the rest of Sukuna". Killing two birds with one stone really. Your two choices right now are either to die now or wait to find the rest of Sukuna and die then." An intimidating aura surrounding M/n. 
The next day
"Who died?" M/n asked picking at his nails, feeling oddly uncomfortable around the place heavy with death and sadness. "My Grandpa,he was more of a dad I guess though." Itadori hung his head. "I see, sorry to bother you at a time like this." Gojo apologized sitting himself next to the male. "Are there a lot of casualties with curses like this?"
"This is a pretty uncommon circumstance...But if you're talking about potential damage, yes." In the corner of Gojo's eyes he could see M/n's hand start to tremor. "...Let's just say, you're lucky to die normally after an encounter with a curse. Finding a body torn in two is still a light death compared to the others..." M/n stare burned into the bench a few feet in front of them. Walking off as flashes of blood painting the walls continued replaying in his head. "What's wrong with him?" Itadori asked looking off towards where the male went off to. "Not many things are known about M/n. Supposedly during a special grade case, they had found a witness around the age of 7 standing in the middle of what was assumed his family. The report was hard to read not much about the kid except the crazed look in his eyes and the astronomical amounts of cursed energy spilling from his body. 
The case was left unfinished because they couldn't understand what exactly happened. The one account from the boy saying that it was a monster who killed his family. Of course when they checked there wasn't a sign of a curse. The elders shut the case down and took in the kid in, fear of his powers haunting them. From what I know, he was taught by the principal himself how to control his cursed abilities. When I was in my last year, I heard about an incident including the boy with a special grade. It had changed him from an outgoing and friendly person to a husk of one. He distanced himself and gained the liking of inducing pain on himself. He's strange that's for sure." A vision of a preteen M/n slitting his arms for an 'experiment'. 
He claimed the experiment was to figure out how many cuts he could endure before passing out. Itadori stared at the older with an opened mouth. An image of the bandaged male popped into his head. 'Bandages'. "When I saw him pass in the hallways smiling like no tomorrow, made me think if the incident had never happened to him..." 
"...He would have a normal life" he finished the other's sentence. "But that kind of thinking is common when you first get into the game. You learn how to ignore those thoughts. Those thoughts alone could drive a man insane. If you start investigating the remains of Sukuna, you'd probably some gruesome scenes, every sorcerer has their case that changes them wether it be for the best or the worst. Pick your hell." 
"If Sukuna is eliminated, will there be fewer people killed by curses?" Itadori's grandpa's words rung in his head. "Of course." Gojo nodded his head. "You got that other finger?" "Yeah." Gojo placed the object in his hand. Itadori took a second to study it. "Now that I look at it it is pretty disgusting." He said tossing the appendage into his mouth absent mindedly swallowing it with a gross gulp. 'That's one tenth of Sukuna, how will that sit?' Black marks appeared on his body before leaving as quickly as they came. "Blaughhh, that was so gross." The male wrapped a hand around his throat at the taste. 'He's able to control Sukuna without a problem, heh.' Gojo thought. "I take it you're prepared for what's to come?" "Not at all. I am wondering why I have to be executed though. But I know I can't leave this curse alone. It's final, I'm gonna eat the rest of Sukuna. That's all"
"Yahooo! I'm back!" An overly enthusiastic voice emerged. M/n ran over waving his hands around.  A bag slung around his shoulders. Something seemed off. An evident bruise starting to form around his neck peeking out from the loosely wrapped bandages.  A cut lip and a few more scrapes littering his face. "What happened?" M/n shrugged still smiling. "Just a fight, this delinquent looking guy said he had a bone to pick with me, he had his fun....and so did I~" He took out his phone, shoving it into both of their faces. Sure enough a buff looking male was in tears, tied up. "The old wasabi and mustard up the nose always works like a charm." M/n shoved the device back into his coat, before handing the paper bag over to Gojo who quirked his brow. 
"I went on a little trip into town and got you this~" The male's hands roamed around the bag pulling out a box. "I saw this delectable Mochi stand and turns out their family were from Sendai. What's the chance they made kikufuku? I got them for free since the owner was an old friend. Told 'em it was a gift for someone special." He winked at the end. Sukuna lowly growled barely loud enough for Itadori to hear. 'What's your problem?' 'Shut it brat.' Sukuna coldly snapped. 
"This is why you're my favorite second-year." Gojo chuckled as if he were a grade school girl. "Looks like it's shaping up to be a fun hell. Get your belongings together by the end of the day." He turned towards Itadori, Megumi now standing behind him. "We goin' somewhere?" "Tokyo." Fushiguro answered with a battered face. "Ah! My little Meg-Chan is back!" M/n attacked the poor male in a tackle like hug. Snuggling his face further into the first-year's chest. A red hue danced acrossed the ravenette's face, as Gojo secretly took pictures. 
Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical School The walk to the school was quiet, the only noise being the light chatter being shared between the two with occasional comments from M/n, who's interest was glued to a small book in his hands.  The quietness of the curse had caught Itadori off guard, causing questions to form about his weird behavior. Sukuna seemed to keep his gaze fixed onto the object held by the other. 'The book he's holding..' Itadori's eyes flickered over to the small piece of literature questioning it's importance. "What are you reading?" 
"Just an old book I'm rereading." The male had answered turning to the next page. "If you have already read it why are you reading it again?" His curiosity had gotten the better of him. "A good book never gets old no matter how many times you read it." What confused Itadori, is why Sukuna was so fixated on the older. A soft thud sounded out as M/n closed the book, placing it back into his pocket. "Anyways, you're about to have an interview with the principal." "The principal?!" He exclaimed confused. 
 "There's a high probability he could reject you so make sure you go all out." M/n said once again picking at his nails in amusement. "What then! Immediate execution?" He snapped making the former quirk a brow at his statement. A small mouth formed onto his cheek. 
"So you're not the boss? Pathetic, a hierarchy that isn't based off of strength is worthless." Itadori slapped a hand over his cheek, keeping Sukuna from further speaking. "I'm sorry about him, he pops out." "You have quite the amusing body now." M/n cheekily said. Another small mouth popped out, this time located on his hand. "I owe you a favor you know."
"Not again!" 
"Once I make this brat's body my own, you'll be the first one I kill. The male next to you will once again be my king when I take my crown back." M/n crossed his arms in confusion. 
"It's an honor to be targeted by Sukuna himself, but what do you mean 'your king once again'? 
"Have you ever wondered what caused the incident ten years ago? And why the Elders were so keen on raising him?" The mouth disappeared leaving both Gojo and M/n astounded at the new information.
 'How does Sukuna know about that, and why did the elders drop the case as if it were nothing.' "You wouldn't do that would you senpai?" A hopeful smile painted on Itadori's face. "...." The words couldn't form as M/n stood wide-eyed at the curse's words.
  'I wouldn't, would I?...'
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day six – itadori yuuji, clothing shopping
warnings: afab!reader, a lil suggestive at the end (they are adults :)), not proofread
word count: 783
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For the first time, everyone from your squad needed to go shopping. Nobara needed it because… Well, it's Nobara. Meanwhile, the boys, who seemed to wear the same pants every single day, desperately needed to buy new clothes.
The day before your shopping spree, a little accident happened. While Itadori and Fushiguro were on their day, they end up bumping into a curse, who instantly engaged in a fight with them. Itadori ended up getting too excited in the fight and he got thrown across the street, landing right on Megumi. In a moment that looked almost like a comedy anime, Fushiguro's pants ripped loudly, sounding like a weird fart.
Of course, Megumi denied everything that Itadori told you and Nobara, but he didn't complain when you invited him to go shopping.
As soon as you found a store in common, everyone went their separate ways. Well, except you and Itadori.
— Can I buy this? – He asked, showing you a pair of pants too low-cut for his body. 
— Kugisaki will yell at you if you do. – You laughed at his disappointed face and picked up a black muscle shirt, with a small symbol closer to the chest. — What about this one?
— Wait, it's so much better! – His eyes went wide and he grasped the cloth. — I-Is it supposed to be this small?
— Yeah, it's to show off your boobs. – The furious blush that creeped up his neck made you slap his shoulder softly. — I'm kidding Yuu, grab one that's your size. 
— Can we buy matching ones? – His voice was so soft that you almost didn’t hear it. — I-it's just… I think it would look good on you.
You smiled widely, making the man flash you one of his bright smiles too.
— Of course! 
You had a wonderful time picking up clothes for both you and Yuuji. He tried his best to make you laugh, not to mention that he actually picked up some good clothing options – you were too proud to even put your feelings into words properly. But, unfortunately, you had things that you needed to buy by yourself. 
— Yuuji, I have to go pick something. You can go choose some stuff alone. – You gave him a thumbs up. — I'll be right back!
You picked up your bag from his hands and turned away from the man before he could even try to ask you about your sudden comment. You made a beeline to the underwear sector. You were craving a new set of lingerie after Nobara made sure that she would try on all of yours. After browsing for some minutes, you picked up one with a color that matched you. While you were looking at it, a voice said from behind you:
— That one would look good on you.
You jumped and yelped. After turning around, your wide eyes meet light brown ones. 
— Yuu! Why are you here? – A small gasp left your lips and you took some steps back. 
— I… I didn't want to leave you alone. – He murmured, scratching the back of his neck. — I really regret it now, though.
Even if you were totally embarrassed, you smiled at his reaction.
— You can leave if you want to, really. I can do this part of the shopping alone.
— N-No, I'm already here, so might as well help you. – He grabbed your bag from your hands again and pointed at a red lingerie. — What about this one?
After everyone finished shopping, you parted ways. Fushiguro went home, a bag with two pants on his hands and a tired look on his face. Nobara kept on shopping, her arms already overflowing with bags even if you only visited one store. Yuuji decided to walk you to your apartment, claiming that you had too many bags to carry on your own.
Your shoulders brushed slightly as you two walked side by side. Smiling softly, Itadori turned to you and murmured: 
— I really liked going out with you today.
You looked at him and smiled.
— I did too! Your fashion sense is kinda bad, but I believe you can get better. – He pouted softly and you poked his cheek. — Ya, don't just pout at me. I will feel bad!
He held your hand and took it away from his face, intertwining your fingers in the process.
— Sorry sorry! – Itadori kissed your knuckles and giggled. — By the way, I hope that after some time of dating you, I can see you in the things you bought today.
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mayaree-darling · 3 years
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Intertwined//Various
@gipsyd​ asked: ok, since we are being all cute and fluff, can I ask how the boys, Megumi, Gojo and Itadori would react with their female s/o comparing their hands size? And ends up intertwining their fingers together
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Pairings: Megumi x Reader; Gojo x Reader; Itadori x Reader
Synopsis: We love to see domestic love in this blog with some good old-fashioned hand holding with a side of crack scenarios
From Ari: Hope you don’t mind I did some small scenarios and twisted the idea a bit with Yuuji. Thanks for requesting, @gipsyd​ !This was a really cute idea and writing it was a really nice break from all my long fics haha I tried my  best writing for Itadori because I haven’t written anything properly for him yet asxdiada
Warnings: Swearing
Fic Length: Scenarios (unedited)
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Fushiguro Megumi (someone hold him god knows he needs it)
“He said what?”
You’re trying hard not to smile as Megumi stares at you, face scrunched up into disbelief and confusion
You just told him that Gojo was adamant that cursed techniques had something to do with the shape and size of your hand, especially when you had a similar technique to Megumi’s
and you wanted to test that theory out
“So let me get this straight - Gojo-sensei told you this.”
“Yes, Megumi, you literally made me say it five times now and no amount of asking is gonna change that.”
“No, no, I’m not hoping it’s going to change. I’m hoping that you don’t actually believe him.”
“Welp, I’m gonna have to crush your hopes, bud.”
He looks you dead in the eye for one second longer, hoping with all his heart that you were joking
You meet him as deadass as you can, trying not to burst out laughing
Because the thing is, of course you knew Gojo was pulling your fucking leg
When was he never
But since you started going out with Megumi, you haven’t had the guts to hold hands
So you thought why tf not, and decided to use your teacher’s stupid theory as your stupid excuse
You smile at him, puppy dog eyes and all
And Megumi knew he lost
You hold out your hand,  he aligns the heel of his own with yours before pressing your palms together
You actually marvel for a second that this is the closest you’ve been, with the exception of the occasional tackle hugs and high fives after a job well done
“Your hand is smaller.”
You don’t hear him clearly at first, still lost in your own thoughts, before you process his words
“Nah, your fingers are just longer.”
“Huh. You’re right.”
Your eyes travel from your hands to Megumi’s face
His eyes are trained on your hands, a soft look on his face
Definitely don’t think about how this is probably the closest he’s held someone’s hand since his sister
Forget staring at your hands, man, you just stare at Megumi’s face and the small ways they change with every movement you make
Like when you readjust your hand because his is starting to fall from concentrating too hard, and he almost flinches in fear that you’re going to pull away, but when you pick it back up, he seems to relax
“You alright there?”
“What? Oh, yeah. Yeah, I am.”
You can barely grit your teeth to force the grin down when his eyes finally meet yours and he can’t runaway without letting go of your hand
So he’s forced to carry the shame that you saw him blush, using his free hand to cover his face best he can
“Are you done now?”
“Nope. One last thing.”
Before he can pull away, you fit your fingers into the spaces in between his, Megumi’s hand automatically closing around yours for a more comfortable position
Megumi.exe has malfunctioned to the point of no return
His eyes just go from your hands to you and back again, not really sure if this is happening
You wait for him to say something, but he remains quiet, his face mostly impassive as he stares you down
When nothing happens for another few seconds, you start getting worried.
But when you try to pull your hand away and shake him from his shock, he grips your hand tighter
“Megumi, are you-”
“Is this what you were planning on doing from the start?”
“...Maybe?...Yes...?”
“Then commit to it.”
Okay so maybe Megumi didn’t completely lose
Y’all just stay like that for a while, both too embarrassed to look at each other
When you finally hold hands while going out to town or something, someone has to initiate the conversation again and pretend the hand-holding isn’t happening between you guys or it’s going to be a very quiet time together
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Gojo Satoru (episode 7 lives on in our hearts)
“What are you looking at, Little Mochi~?”
You guys are lazing around a couch for the first time in a really long time since becoming Jujutsu teachers
So when you guys finally got a day off at the same time, y’all took that chance to take an actual fucking break
You’re draped on the couch, Gojo’s legs over your lap, limbs are just everywhere and you’re eating as many sweets as Gojo could afford with on-hand cash when you went shopping at 6AM (god, there are too many sweets and he’s too fucking rich)
At some point, your gaze winds up on Gojo’s eyes, the rare instance where he doesn’t have his blindfold on, as he watches a movie you can’t quite remember, and then up to his hand lazily sitting over his forehead
And of course, he feels your stare on him (or maybe he just knew since he ain’t called Six Eyes for nothing)
You don’t answer him when he teases you for staring, which makes him more curious what made you quiet suddenly
“Toru, let me borrow your hand for a second.”
Maybe it’s how you so straightforwardly asked, or the laziness of the day has finally gotten to him, but he gives you his hand without much teasing or complaint
You hold his wrist with one hand while you press the other against his palm; at least, best you can with his Infinity in the way
“Little Mochi, what are you up to?”
“...Your hands are longer than mine no matter how I look at it…”
“...Are you half asleep, love?”
While you’re busy adjusting your hand to align with the heel of his palm or his fingertips, Gojo’s watching you, eyes half-lidded
He drinks in the way your face scrunches up, almost like if you focused hard enough, you’d  be able to perfectly align your hand with his
He lets out a soft laugh when he lowers his Infinity for you and moves his thumb to brush over yours
When you finally turn to him, he’s smiling softly at you, and you confuse it for him getting sleepy
“I like your hands more, Mochi.”
“Well, I like yours, Toru. I never get to hold them as much, so it’s nice to hold them like this.”
Before he can put up his Infinity back on, you intertwine your hands together, rubbing your thumb just below his
And when you’re content with that, you lay your hands down over his legs and go back to watching the movie, and you would’ve thought the conversation never happened if you didn’t continue running your thumb over his hand
Gojo goes back to watching the movie, or at least he appears to be
If he was honest, his heart was pumping a mile a minute and he was doing everything he could to keep his hand steady so you wouldn’t know he was practically vibrating
He was supposed to be the assertive one in this relationship, dammit, where the hell did you get these moves
He’s thankful the lights are off and the only light was coming from the TV - they hurt his eyes like shit but at least you don’t see him going red
He spends the rest of the movie feeling your skin and running his thumb over the back of your hand like how you did, just generally loving that you guys are touching and everything is as peaceful as it could be for people like you
Whines and wails when you get up to go to the bathroom but the moment you get back you’re holding hands again
Never puts up his Infinity over his hands when you’re around so you can hold it
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Itadori Yuuji (ft. Bastard Sukuna coz we love to see him give us nothing)
“Oh, uh, so this is going to be awkward.”
You don’t think you’ve ever seen Yuuji be this embarrassed around you
Like, sure, he sort of was the first time you met, but this is somehow worse
He won’t meet your eyes and he looks like he wanted to be anywhere but wherever he was right now
It’s like you guys aren’t even dating
You stare at him patiently waiting for him to explain
Well, apparently, Nobara had made an off-hand comment about how soft and small your hands were when you asked her for hand sanitizer one time.
“-And I just couldn’t get it out of my mind, (Y/N)! Is your hand really smaller or is it because it was just being compared to Kugisaki’s? It’s not that big of a problem, but-”
“Here, Yuuji.”
Without even waiting for him to finish his rambling, you grab his wrist and press your palms together, heels aligned
He stops talking and his mouth forms a small “o” as he examines your pressed hands together
“Guess my hands really are smaller, huh?”
“That’s so cute. And they’re soft, too.”
Yuuji doesn’t even notice that you’ve gone quiet, doesn’t even notice that you open and close your mouth like a fish, unsure of what to say next
When you try to pull away to save yourself the shame, he grips your wrist, not tight enough to hurt but just enough to keep you in place as he continues to marvel at your hands
Trying to find something to distract yourself with as you continue to wallow in shame, you decide to focus on your hands
You can feel the callouses of Yuuji’s hand underneath your fingertips
“Are you okay?”
“Hm? Whaddya mean?”
“Your hands are really rough and-”
“Oh, is it bothering you? It’s because I’ve been practicing how to wield weapons. Sorry about that.”
“Oh, no, it’s just- OW!”
You pull your hand away at record speed at the feeling of something sharp
When you look at your hand, there’s an obvious bite mark
“Keep your hands off of my body, filthy human. I don’t want to catch whatever you have.”
“What do you mean your body? Also, who the hell you calling filthy? (Y/N), are you okay?”
You look up from your hand, grateful that it’s not bleeding, ready to reassure Yuuji
But you see the way he’s standing a feet farther away
You see the way he forces his palm closed into a  fist
The worry in his eyes
And your mind goes into overdrive
“Yuuji, wait for me here, okay? I’ll be right back.”
“Are you going to the medical wing? Let me go with you.”
“No, not the medical wing. Just give me a sec.”
“(Y/N)? (Y/N), wait!”
“Probably realized you’re pathetic, brat.”
“Shut up, Sukuna.”
You come back just when Yuuji was starting to think Sukuna was right
He’s surprised to see the look of determination in your eyes and what you’re wearing
He’s even more surprised when you go and intertwine your hands together
“Let’s see you bite through leather gloves, bitch.”
“Oh my god, (Y/N).”
You insist on going through your day holding hands, just to piss off Sukuna
Now it’s Yuuji’s turn to be embarrassed, but he’s smiling and laughing through how red he is
Because hot damn were you a great s/o
He knew that long before you started going out, but Sukuna better fucking know that, too, now
Yuuji enjoys himself on your impromptu date
He’s enjoying the fact that he’s so close to you and you’re holding on to him like you never plan on letting go
But he’s mostly happy that you want to be closer to him despite what he’s become
You wear leather gloves a lot now, but it’s worth it when Yuuji holds your hand whenever he’s close enough
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