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ponderingmoonlight · 26 days

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Being held hostage by Ryomen Sukuna

Pairing: Sukuna x fem!reader

Word Count: 1,4k

Synopsis: How you ended up in Sukuna's prison instead of getting killed in an instant? You don't know. What you do know however that the king of curse has more to offer than what you ever imagined...

Warnings: no real smut but it's getting heated y'all, Sukuna being a smooth operator, not 100% proofread

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„Feeling lonely?“

You huff to yourself, wrists desperately fighting against the chains that keep you in place, tired eyes roaming around in order to find him.

Him, Ryomen Sukuna. The monster who kidnapped you and brought you here, chained you to the ceiling while kneeling on the cold ground. Fuck, how did you even allow him to catch you like this? Why didn’t you use your sphere, fight against him, give everything you have?

You furrow your eyebrows, glaring at his stupid grin with nothing but rejection. Because that man in front of you is more than a simple curse, let alone a human being. Not even you, a special grade jujutsu sorcerer, stood a chance against him. Not when you were too focused on saving your student’s lives to realize that you run straight into his open arms.

“I hate that look on your stupid pretty face. It almost looks like…disgust…”, he comments dryly.

With a swift motion, he yanks your chin upward, forces you to stare straight into his red eyes. You hate the way your nerves start tingling by just one look at him, the horror that radiates from those crimson orbs. If he wanted to, he could kill you without blinking, could end your life right here without hesitating. But instead, he decided to chain you into his living room in order to tease you.

“That’s exactly what it is”, you press out, failing miserably in an attempt to escape the sheer force of his fingertips.

“Feisty, I like it. We have a great time ahead of us, (y/n).”

The way he says your name runs shivers down your spine. Fuck, that unpromising look on his face makes you slowly but surely lose your composure. But why…Why are you even here? Why did none other than Ryomen Sukuna decide that you have to stay alive even though he would have been able to kill you without thinking twice? Why are you trapped here instead of six feet under?

“Why am I not dead yet?”

The words escape your mouth faster than you’re able to think. Slowly, he kneels down in front of you, nothing but amusement glimmering in his deadly orbs. Your heart almost beats out of your chest. Why does the air suddenly feel thicker, your lungs refusing their service while all you’re able to do is staring at him? Ryomen Sukuna is your worst enemy, killed countless people, brought nothing but grief your way. But…

You swallow hard. Did he really just get on his knees in front of you?

“I’ve been observing you for quite some time. Even though you’re nothing but a weak human, there’s something I haven’t seen before. Something I want to explore”, he replies with low voice.

Fuck, you hate the way your knees suddenly feel weak, how you squirm under his gaze. Are you out of your goddamn mind? This isn’t Nanami or Gojo. No, this is the king of curses himself. He’ll kill you without blinking when he has enough of you. God, what the hell is wrong with your taste in men anyway? You almost lost your composure when you met Choso back then at Shibuya…

When the man kneeling in front of you killed so many people that you lost count, almost ending your life as well when you were only inches away from getting caught in his sphere.

“No thanks. I have absolutely zero interest in getting explored by you”, you bite back.

Oh, what a filthy little lie. Just the thought of seeing him shirtless drives your imagination wild, sets something free you weren’t even aware of existing. Even though your eyes show nothing but dismissal, your body tells you otherwise.

“We’ll see about that.”

You almost choke on your own salvia when his hands grab your wrist out of the sudden, chest so close to you that you can almost taste the smell of musk and amber radiating from the sheer heat of his body that is only covered by his white robe. If you wanted to, you could rest your head against his broad chest, enjoy the sensation of his body against yours-

Before you’re able to react, your body collapses onto the cold ground, stained wrist set free by none other than Sukuna himself.

“Thanks, asshole”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

Your body feels like pudding, so weak that you can’t lift yourself off the floor as gracefully as you wanted to. How long have you been here already? Way too long as it seems. You glare at him through the messy strands of hair that stick to your face like glue. Just that satisfied grin on his face is enough to fuel your anger all over again.

“You really think you’re a tough one, huh? And that after I saw how you pressed your legs together when I came a little closer.”

“You’re a monster”, you argue.

He roams closer. Like a hunter he circles you, nothing but amusement and something way darker glistening in his eyes.

“You killed my comrades, my friends, innocent people-“

“So what?”, he casually replies.

His hands wrap themselves around your hair before you can stop him. You stare at him in sheer disbelief, head fighting against the sheer force of his fingers unsuccessfully. How on earth did you end up here?

“Your love and affection for others is your true weakness, (y/n). Without your puny thoughts over people who give a damn about you, you’d be unstoppable. Just like me.”

His breath caresses your cheeks, lights a fire that now radiates through your whole body.

“I will stop you”, you breathe out.

“Oh please.”

His hands…You can’t believe your eyes, your instincts, your body. Suddenly you find yourself trapped inside his muscular arms, his face so close to yours that you can feel his hot breath ghosting against your cheek and neck. When was the last time a man touched you? Oh, way too long ago. His toned body pressed against yours reminds you way too painful. But still.

You shake your head ever so slightly, close your eyes against the sensation his touch promises. This isn’t just a random man, not the kind of bad guy like Geto or Choso. No, this is the king of curses himself, a frightful creature absolutely willing to kill you when he had enough of you. You are nothing but a toy to him, something he found useful and will throw away the second you don’t match his expectations. This man is evil, this man is the epitome of cruelty. This man…

Pushes you against the wall, his leg forced between both of yours while all you can think of are his parted lips. This has to be a dream… Or a nightmare?

“Fuck.”

You don’t know, mind clouded by nothing but his sheer presence. What if you just kissed him? Only once to discover how he tastes, to convince yourself that you hate him. Yes, maybe this is all you need to get rid of that ridiculous desire that builds up in your stomach, maybe this will make the pressure between your hips vanish into thin air. A small innocent kiss and you’ll search a way out of this cursed place, an innocent kiss to come back to your senses.

Like in slow motion you stretch out your hand, so ready to touch his cheek. Does he even feel human? What else should he feel like? You just need to stretch your fingertips a little further, your head moving a few more inches towards his lips. His lips, those inviting parted lips…

“I knew you want me.”

But you don’t reach him. The second you open your eyes, you get greeted by that satisfied grin you learned to hate in the matter of hours, his hand keeping your fingers trapped mid-air.

“Don’t worry, I will come back to this eventually. But right now, I have something important to do.”

It happens faster that you’re able to react. Before you even comprehend what is happening, the chains around your wrists come back to life, trap you against the wall like a fool.

“Asshole”, you spit into his face, thick anger rushing through your already heated veins.

Out of instinct you stretch out your hand, ready to hit him with your best shot.

Only to get stopped by him catching your hand mid-air.

Again.

“I’ll see you later, (y/n). Don’t cause trouble as long as I’m gone.”

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satoruluvies · 29 days

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to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die

being with suguru in his final moments. satoru cameo because satosugu <//3

can you tell i love angst lol

“at least curse me at the very end” you'd heard suguru's meek voice say. this was it. this was the end.

suguru had made sure his family could escape no matter what, you included. he'd told you beforehand that this could result in two extremes.

one, he would be able to acquire rika, the special grade curse that was bound to a young student, yuta and continue with his plan to annihilate all non sorcerers.

the other being him failing to do so. in which case, he had planned a perfect escape route for all of you. unfortunately, the latter happened and you had to run away.

but no way in hell would you leave suguru behind. he was the closest to home you had. you made your decision ten years ago when you decided to follow him when he betrayed the jujutsu society.

he'd tried stopping you at first but eventually gave in seeing how persistent you were to stay by his side. although his methods were nothing short of horrifying, it was suguru. your suguru.

so you didn't regret your decision in the slightest.

“are you here to try and help or die alongside him?” satoru had noticed your presence as you stood not far from the both of them.

suguru's eyes widened as he saw you. he was weakly leaning against the wall, one of his arms gone and his body bloodied. the sight was hard to take in.

“y/n. what are you doing here?” suguru's voice was firm. you walked up to them as you heard suguru's breath hitch.

“leave.” suguru's voice was desperate now. but that won't stop you.

you crouch down to him and brought your hands upto his face, wiping off the small bloodstains as you could feel your heart visibly break.

“you know i can't do that” you smile. suguru turned away trying to blink back his tears and silence enveloped you.

“please.” his voice shook as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

“suguru i’m not leaving you. you can't get rid of me that easily”

he turned to you now, the tears he fought so hard to keep at bay were now streaming down his majestic face. you marvelled at the sight. how could someone be this beautiful.

“you were always so stubborn” he chuckled through his tears, you did too.

“still am. always will be.”

you pulled him into your chest, holding him tightly as his remaining arm wrapped around you. it's ironic to say how safe you felt now.

you turned to satoru as you nod, giving him the go to do whatever he was supposed to. suguru held your hand and smiled.

“what a way to go huh?” you laugh and nod. feeling content.

“i love you” you whisper as his eyes momentarily widened before his gaze turned so soft you could melt.

“i love you too”

and when satoru had done his duty, both the lifeless bodies of his best friends lie unmoving next to each other, their hands intertwined.

he sighs to himself with a heavy heart.

“maybe love isn't always such a twisted curse after all.”

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ninapi · 7 months

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- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ Daddy Issues ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

Premise: Toji, now being a single father has no idea how to raise a child on his own. His beautiful younger neighbor hears the baby crying every night, coming to his aid in more than one way.

Word count: 4365

Note: Just had the need to mention that there is no smut in this story before you start reading. lol.

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Fushiguro Toji was anything in this world but a loving and understanding parent.

Having to deal with a year-old baby on his own wasn’t his idea of fun and didn’t even know where to start.

When his wife was still alive, she was the one in charge of the kid, he barely knew how to change his diaper, and even that didn’t look to be just right. But he had no one to depend on, to ask for help, all his ‘friends’ were in the same business as he was and the women lurking around him at the bar don’t seem like good mother material.

Every night looked the same for him, the walls of his cramped tiny apartment constantly shaking with the loud wails of his infant child, he had no idea why the baby was crying, nor how to make him stop. His headaches turned into migraines and the little patience he had within him evaporated.

“Megumi, can you please, please, shut up? I’m begging you, I’ve never begged anyone in this life anything, please just sleep….” his voice came out louder than he anticipated, making you jump from your bed.

You lived next door and were having a hard time trying to sleep as well, the paper-thin walls that separated you from the distressed baby not doing much to stop the sound from coming.

You’ve worried for him for months now, you were aware the mother had passed, yet you’ve only seen your neighbor twice after that, and in all truth, he looked like someone who wasn’t interested in getting to know the people in the building and share a cup of tea or two.

But that was it, you’ve had enough.

Working wasn’t exactly easy when you’ve had only a couple of hours to sleep, and the poor baby, why was he always crying?

Initially you thought he was alone even, until this moment when you heard his father yell at him.

You understand his frustration really, but you should never talk like that to a baby. As if on cue, the baby just started crying louder, scared by his dad’s anger display.

Tying a robe around your body, you walked outside your apartment, knocking on the foreign door beside your own.

Toji’s face when he saw you on the other side wasn’t one of anger, was more one of despair. He had blackish bags under his eyes, his cheeks were hollow, his head looked like a bird had nested on it and his shirt was full of what looked like baby vomit.

Not the prettiest sight.

“What do you want?”

“Excuse me sir, I’m your neighbor, (Y/N). Seemed to me like your child was having some troubles to sleep…I’m a certified pre-school teacher, so I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help…” the soft smile on your face was almost blinding, were you an angel sent by the heavens to rescue him from his demise? Did he even believe in angels? Because now, he certainly does.

Without uttering a single word, he moved to the side, leaving space for you to go into his apartment, immediately collapsing on the couch right after.

The baby was in his crib, his throat raw from screaming. His little onesie matched his dad’s shirt soiled with old milky vomit; his diaper as full and heavy as it could be.

No wonder he was crying like this.

“I will be using your bathroom. Where do you keep his clothing?” he pointed to a cardboard box laying next to his crib, earning a scowl from you. You were honestly in no position to judge him, he lost his wife not long ago and his job was of a dubious nature, but this were no conditions for a child to grow up into.

Grabbing the only clean looking onesie you could find, you took the baby into the bathroom and gave him a very much refreshing bath, his hair was all sticky and his nails way too long. You took care of that as well and got him into his clean pj’s in record time. Quickly moving to get some milk warmed up and in his zippy cup all before Toji could even realize what was going on.

But one thing was clear for him.

Megumi wasn’t crying anymore.

In fact, he just heard him giggle, which made him look up at you. He was in your arms, and you kept on bouncing him while he drank some warm delicious goodness, his little cheek nuzzling your own, sleep clad in his beautiful, rounded eyes.

You got there less than twenty minutes ago, and Megumi was now asleep.

How was this possible? He’s been trying for months, and he only sleeps when he passes out from crying too much…

You placed his little blanky over him, caressing his hair until you were sure he wasn’t going to wake up anytime soon, then headed over to his father, speaking in a quiet small voice, “There. He was too dirty, babies tend to be very picky with this sort of stuff, just make sure to change his diaper more often and change his clothing when dirty. Also, his onesies are too small for him now, you need to buy him larger clothing, it hurts his little legs, so I left the buttons open.” Toji was staring at you like you were some sort of goddess who came to tame his little beast, this was no easy fit, he was just as fierce as his dad…

“He’s a lovely well behaved baby boy, I’m sure he won’t give you many troubles.” that, however, made him scoff. “HA! He’s a little dirty beast, that’s what he is! All he does is scream and poop.” his loud outburst made Megumi cry once again, his father annoying you more than the poor tired child, “Tch, don’t be so loud!”

He was smirking your way instead of feeling offended, now you’d see what kind of a beast his child is. Or so he thought, because Megumi stopped crying once in your arms, his face pressed to your chest enjoying its softness and warmth, leaving Toji speechless with his mouth gaping.

“Such a good boy you are~” the child refused to leave the comfort of your chest, making you sit on the filthy couch that reeked of beer to wait for his slumber to come back.

“What do they teach in pre-school? Is it some sort of magic? He’s never acted this way, not even when his mother was alive.” his reply made you chuckle, petting the baby’s tiny back in the process. “Hmm…we teach them the days of the week, how to cut and practice writing, how to tend plants, how to color, things like that.” humoring him this far was more than what he is used to with other women, they usually just want him for cash and a fun lusty night, but they’ve never cared to talk like this with him, he was an intimidating man after all.

“Pfft and how does that make my son stop crying? Stop it, spill the beans, how did you do it?” he sat by your side, the sly smirk on his lips never leaving his rough, handsome face.

“I just got him cleaned up and fed, that’s all.” the sound of your voice made the boy snuggle deeper into your bosom, drooling all over the patch of skin that was in view.

Toji’s eyes were on his every move, a sudden wave of understanding hitting him hard, “I see…he’s definitely my son…” his loud cackles made Megumi stir and got you to frown once more. This time though, you didn’t need to scold him, he got it just by looking at your angered face. “Sorry, sorry…he just looked so comfy, of course anybody would sleep just fine there.” his jokes made you blush, quite an unexpected thing in such situation.

He was a handsome man, there was no human out there that would dare to argue that. Yet, he was definitely older and had some serious cleanliness issues, not entirely your type but aggravating nonetheless.

“Would you consider being his nanny? I could pay you double what you make in that pre-school of yours…” tempting offer, but you loved your job and weren’t looking for a new one.

“My son is clearly in love with you, I don’t think he’d accept anyone else…and you live next door so you wouldn’t have to spend money by going to work.” One of his chubby, calloused fingers came a little to close to your chest startling you, though, his aim was to clean his child’s drool before it landed again on your silky skin, it was a heartwarming scene.

“I can’t leave my job, they need me. Though, I only work the morning shift, so I’m back by noon. I can help, at least until you get used to the single parenting thing.” you said all this while looking at his child with such tender eyes that he just couldn’t say no to your proposal, he works late mostly anyways, sounded like a good deal.

“I would appreciate that.” his demeanor had changed for the better since you shared the same couch, an understanding like no other found without the need for words.

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The next day your shift got cut short as the children had a previously scheduled trip to the zoo.

Some parents insisted on going as well so you gave them your space in the bus, using your time to clean the playroom, it was time to donate some toys and you had the perfect baby in mind for this.

You gathered a few plushies and age-appropriate books and placed them in your backpack just before leaving for the day.

Remembering the face of despair his dad had when you mentioned getting new clothing for him, you stopped by the store and got him a couple of onesies and other outfits that would actually fit him, you could just give him the receipt, that should be easier for him.

And it was, he had never felt so grateful towards someone in his entire life when he saw all the new things you had for his child.

He isn’t the best dad out there and he’s aware of that, he didn’t really care if he was being honest, he always planned to sell him to the Zenin’s anyways, but raising a child was a pain and he never expected it to be that complicated.

“Can you tell me where the cleaning supplies are, Fushiguro-san? I would like to clean the carpet and the couch, it isn’t good for Gumi to breathe in so much dust.” he nodded, going in circles in his own living room, he didn’t know where they were, if there were any. “Just wait here, I’ll go buy some. Is there anything else you need from the store?”

“Hm…there’s not many diapers left, also it would be nice to have a smaller spoon for him.” going over to find his wallet, he headed out of the door only acknowledging you slightly while you tended his son. It was an intimate conversation and it had him somehow flustered, the big’ol Fushiguro Toji, flushing over the sight of his child chewing on the side of your arm while you checked his fridge. It’s not like he didn’t find his ex-wife attractive, because he did, but she was very different from you, almost as much of a man as he was, you were soft, tender, kind, your round curves and soft features weren’t like the ones he finds in bars and clubs, he needed to get his shit together before he’d end up drooling on you as much as his son.

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It's been a few weeks since you and Toji officially met and it still amazes him how much his life has changed in such a short period of time.

For the best, mind you.

But the best change in it, he would agree for it to be how much he’s been sleeping lately. Megumi entered a new routine with you, one that makes him sleep always at the same time, without waking up much, meaning Toji also has been getting some very much needed rest.

Even if Toji knows his life has improved, Megumi is the one who’s been enjoying life like no other these days.

Since his dad is in charge of him in the morning, he decided is best to sleep and recharge energy, that way his dad can do his grown up things without much problem and he would get all the play time in the world once you’re back from work.

His diet has improved as well, you found out Toji was feeding him instant ramen and this alerted you beyond words and you made a priority getting him all the nutrients he’s been missing.

His clothes fits, he has new books and toys, clean sheets, in general life was good to him lately.

Though Toji was now expecting you to get tired of this, you did have a job, a tiring one at that and still had to do your own stuff, but you’ve been visiting him daily and staying until Megumi signed off for the night, you must be tired, he knows he would be for sure. And knowing this had him on edge, what would he do without you? Their life is so much better nowadays, is this why people get married? Because he totally gets it now.

He’s been thinking about it all day and now that he’s back from work, he would tell you to feel free to drop this whenever you wanted. True, he didn’t want you to go away any time soon, or ever…but having you in a tight leash without it being your responsibility would just end in you sick and tired of the situation, he wanted to give you options, comfort even.

But when he stepped inside his own apartment, the sight behind the door made his brain to stop working.

You were laying down on his couch, Megumi on top of your belly, slapping your cheeks lovingly while giggling, “MmmMa” he’s been trying since forever but learning new skills without help is almost impossible for a baby, having you around talking to him constantly and encouraging him to talk has been doing wonders for the child, he’s very smart after all.

“Did he just call you mama?” Toji was still by the door, one shoe still on, unable to move from his spot.

“Oh Toji-san! Welcome back, how was work? And honestly I’m not sure, I haven’t told him to call me mama so I don’t know where he got it from.” Your explanation made Toji uncomfortable, he does know where he got it from. For a lack of a better word, he’s been referring to you as such in front of his son, is just complicated to explain a baby that you weren’t his mother, nor sister, nor family even but a simple neighbor, because not even the term ‘friend’ would be accurate. Megumi would call him “Ppa” so it was easier to call you “Mama” for him to understand, and it seemed like it did work, a bit too well for his liking.

“Oh well, he’s a smart kid. He doesn’t remember his mother and you certainly act like one, he’s just a little confused. Sorry if that freaked you out…” rubbing the back of his head he hoped that you wouldn’t notice how he wished that was in fact a reality.

“It didn’t don’t worry. It is normal, for younger kids you know? They call their teachers mama too, it’s happened a few times to me already. Though Gumi is special to me, so I don’t mind it one bit. You though….I hope you know I’m not trying to replace your late wife in any way….” your rosy cheeks were a blessing from the gods, there was no prettier sight out there, he was sure of that. But how much he wishes you were trying to fill in the spot, would remain a secret for a bit longer.

“I know you’re not. But I wouldn’t mind it if you were.” shooting you a flirty wink, he was finally able to move away from the door, the spell you had him under breaking with the blushy display.

“Don’t say that, it would make her sad…” even if you were wiggling on the couch, flushed all the way to your ears, it was still a bit sad, knowing someone lost this wonderful child and handsome husband, you’d be devastated if you’d have to leave a family behind like she was forced to.

“I know you think I’m joking, but I know for sure it wouldn’t. She was….an interesting woman. I just know she would be happy knowing Megumi has someone to look after him and give him the life she knows I can’t give him…he’s so happy and healthy lately, it’s making me think things through…” your heart grew three sizes with his words. In all truth, you’ve been just as happy. Your life used to be boring and pretty empty, your work was the only thing keeping you sane back then, but now? Now you look forward to get on a train and get back home as soon as possible, to see the cute cuddly ball of fluff that was now napping on your chest, you missed him so much when you were working it was crazy, even seeing Toji who came in the package was exciting to you these days.

“Why can’t you though? I know at first when I met you, it would be difficult to picture you as a good dad…but lately…I see how things have changed. I don’t think you need me as much anymore.” there it was…he knew it was coming.

“I’ve managed to make it work only because of you. It’s weird but now I think about what I have to get from the store every day, how many diapers are left, know his favorite snack and the temperature I need to set his bath for, and now I even know which days I have to take out the trash…Megumi’s mother wouldn’t recognize me if she could see me now. And that’s a good thing.” his boisterous laugh made you smile in response. You hoped he still wanted you around, you’ve been just as anxious as he was, thinking the very same thing, what if he didn’t want you close anymore? What if he decides Megumi needed a proper sitter? What if he got himself a girlfriend and the woman didn’t want you visiting every day?

But being objective that was very unlikely, you even got a set of keys for his apartment last week, the keychain had your name engraved and all, just like Toji’s….it was quite clear he wanted you there. And so did the baby in your arms.

“Well, I don’t know her, but I am very much proud of your growth as a father, Toji-san. You just needed to get used to being a dad, I assume is not that easy…”

“It isn’t. But you look more like a mother than his actual one, so I doubt you’d have any troubles if you ever have a kid.” Big words coming from a man like him…he’s been acting strange the past week and it’s starting to worry him a little. His way of speaking has softened, his dirty jokes stopped, he still flirts with you but who wouldn’t when you look so pretty with his son in your arms, it’s impossible to control the beast to that extent, specially on days you came to his house wearing those tiny shorts of yours, he’s turning into a saint, a blue-balled one, and all because of you, he doesn’t want you to freak out and run away, so he’s been behaving as nicely as he can, very unlike his normal self, he’s used to take what he wants when he wants it, but you were that good.

“It’s just Gumi, he’s so adorable and so well behaved….I guess he makes the maternal side of me come out.” your cute giggles not only woke the baby up but lit up a fire in his father’s body. He wanted to hear you closer, suddenly he was envious of his own child and how he was able to lay on you and cuddle your boobs as if they were pillows, the definition of a good life…

“He was nothing like that until you came though…a demon child. I’m his father though, so I guess it makes sense.” giggling some more just for him, you got up to set the child down in his crib, Toji sitting on the couch hoping you’d follow his lead, which you did, sitting right beside him.

“Well if I tamed the demon child, I must try to tame the demon daddy too then.” You’ve never flirted back, he was almost sure you weren’t interested, this was new, and he was not stupid enough to let it go, scooting himself closer to your warmth to encourage you to continue. “I’m untamable, gorgeous, but you can certainly try…” you didn’t move away, coming even closer to him instead. He’s undeniably hot and he’s changed so much, you thought it’d be hell sharing the same space with this man, but was quite the opposite, his house was now clean enough, his fridge full with food, his son fitting in his clothing as he should and his snarky bite had died down as days went by.

Flirting became the norm after that.

Toji never thought of getting another wife, he could get all the women he wanted without getting into a relationship but you changed the picture real quick.

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The day had come for the Zenin’s to meet Megumi.

Toji had been thinking of selling his child to them basically since the day he was born. Even if he hated them, his kid would be worth way more money than he could count. It’s not like he needed the money for anything, or wanted anything really, yet he kept on betting in silly races as that was the only thing he had to look forward to; before you came to his life of course.

Now he wasn’t so sure anymore.

Not only would he not have an excuse to see you every day without Megumi, but he’s also been getting along way better with his son since your arrival.

At first being a parent was just a nuisance to him, but now it wasn’t as much and not only because he got to see you or because you made his life easier, but because he finally understands what his kid wants and has seen how it feels to have a woman around the house, how nice it is to live in a clean environment, to eat delicious home cooked meals every day, how nice it is to get greeted by the door after a long day at work and how nice it is to be welcomed by cute giggles and warm smiles.

Being a dad wasn’t so bad anymore, nor was it the concept of being a husband.

Refusing to meet the old man was a bold move on his part, he was sure he’d have to pay for that decision at some point, but he just couldn’t bare the thought of giving him and the life they had now away just for some money. He could just take a couple more jobs and make up for it, even if one day Megumi would have to face them straight ahead, that day is still very far from now.

So instead of meeting the old dread, he went over by your school to pick you up and enjoy a nice stroll together on the way home.

The face you made when you saw him and the cute baby half asleep on his shoulders was one to remember.

Joy could be felt within a mile range. You weren’t expecting this, such a nice surprise. “Hello beautiful, got you some of that fancy coffee you like.”handing you the very much needed caffeinated treat, he smiled down at you, a smile like none you’ve seen in the past. He looked so good today, it was doing things to your insides. “Thanks Toji-san I appreciate it. But why are you here? Did something bad happen?”

“Nah, just taking the babe out for some sun…thought of picking up the other babe so she could join us, that’s all…” his confidence was almost intimidating but also very alluring, he was so sexy.

“That does sound fun…” but before you could step out of the school a younger teacher came out looking for you, you dropped your phone and hadn’t even noticed yet. “(Y/N)! Wait! Here, you left this in the class.” her eyes were glued to handsome piece of meat in front of her, annoying you to the point of getting in between the two with a scowl on your face. “Thank you, I didn’t notice. Now if you excuse us….” you leaned closer, taking Megumi off of Toji and into your arms, your free hand landing on Toji’s bicep, in an almost too intense possessive display. Toji on the other hand was thoroughly enjoying this, not only did he have two beautiful women “fighting” for him, but this was the confirmation he was looking for on your end to act upon his feelings.

Taking a hold of your tiny hand in his larger one, he just started walking on the opposite direction, completely ignoring the other girl and dragging his ray of sunshine back home for some quality time together.

Being a dad is complicated.

Being a single dad is even worse.

But thanks to it he found the most wonderful woman the world had to offer .

And yes, he did have some issues to work around still, like his awfully dangerous job and betting addiction, but for someone as broken and rough as him to get someone so soft and fantastic was worth any sort of sacrifice, for his babe-one and babe-two as he started calling you guys, a term that would soon enough be changed to ‘family’, he could do anything…

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hayakaki · 4 months

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GIMME YOUR TIP !

╰┈➤ In which you ask yuuta for his tip but he misunderstands you with something completely different

pairing: yuuta x f!reader

genre: fluff, crack

warnings; none!

you and yuuta were both on a date together - eating at some restaurant that you both liked. while you were waiting for your food you both decided that you would be paying for everything because yuuta would always pay, yuuta tried to let you make him pay but you wouldn’t let him and told him that it was on you.

after the food came you both ate; occasionally him giving you some of his food or you giving some of yours to him, the time you finished your food you took out your wallet and went to grab the amount of money that was in total.

yuuta was silently munching on his food while staring at you putting the total money on the table when he suddenly heard you speak up, but it wasn’t something he was expecting, “gimme your tip.”

“…” yuuta stopped chewing on his food and blankly stared at you, "excuse me?" yuuta almost spat out his food because of your request.

yuuta started panicking on the inside, ‘did she ask me for-‘ … yuuta had so many thoughts inside his head he almost had a headache. ‘did she really mean what I think she meant or was she teasing me intentionally?’

yuuta started to get really flustered from this because it couldn't be possible that his own girlfriend was asking him for something like that right in this public place.

he watched as you looked up at him with an serious expression, “i need your tip.” she said it again.

‘just my tip? what, did she mean money or something?’ yuuta cleared his throat before responding, "my tip, huh?"

yuuta was just taking his time to think about what she was actually implying. he could literally get kicked out of here for something like that. she had to be playing with him, right?

he watches as his girl moved her head, shes nodding. “yea your tip,” she clarified.

"you're making me nervous with how calmly you're asking this,” he was sure that you were messing with him at this point. i mean- who asks for another person's tip so casually at a damn restaurant? the way that you were looking at him with such a serious face made him feel self conscious.

yuuta continued staring at the person in front of him when you suddenly burst out laughing to yourself, “yuuta, what are you talking about? im asking for your tip to give to the waitress.”

thats when it hit him, ‘oh! oh…’ yuuta started feeling hot on the inside and he knew he was probably red as hell.

the giggles of his girlfriend was still going on, “didn’t think you’d have such a dirty mind,” you told him and he tried denying it but you cut him off.

“you’re cute yuuta,” you stood up with your money and kissed his forehead before leaving to pay at the cashier.

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winkwonkwankwenk · 3 months

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Hello! If you're still accepting requests, I'd like to ask for one where Gojo or Toji (your choice) have a bad fight with their partner but they make up in the end (make it very very very angsty please with fluff or spice at the end🥺) thank you😙

Always accepting requests hehe. I'm in a Gojo mood rn, so let's torment our glorious blue-eyed king!!

Word Count: 2.3k

Pairing: Gojo x Fem!Reader

SFW/NSFW

“God, you’re so fucking dramatic.” You throw your purse down, kicking off your shoes.

“Are you serious? You were just grinding on another guy!” He grabs your wrist, yanking you back. “Don’t walk away from me!”

“What’s the point in staying if you’re just going to accuse me of cheating every five minutes?!” You squirm in his grip, glaring up at him.

“Well maybe I wouldn’t think you were cheating if you were home.”

He’s ridiculous. Ever since the two of you moved in together he had been controlling. He’d get upset if you wore anything tight, anything revealing. He’d throw a fit when you didn’t do your half of the chores and then stomp away. God forbid you leave without telling him, he’d have a meltdown and blow up your phone. If you didn’t answer then he’d assume you were out clubbing and sleeping around.

“Maybe I don’t want to be home with you!” You jerk your arm out of his hand and storm into your bedroom, slamming the door. You throw handfuls of clothes into your suitcase, hot tears streaming down your face to your chin.

“Y/N-” He doesn’t knock, why should he? It’s his room too. “-What are you doing?”

“Leaving.”

“No, no, you aren’t going anywhere.” Gojo tries to pull the suitcase away but you yank it back, so he grabs a random shirt only for you to grab it too. “Let go, you’re staying!”

“Not with you!” You don’t even care about the shirt anymore, you let go and watch him stumble back. “I’m leaving!”

“To go where? Your other boyfriend’s house?” He follows you as you rush to put on your shoes at the front door, “Answer me! How many are there? Are they better than me-”

“You know what, maybe they are.” Your chest presses against his when you stand, your hands balled into tight fists. “Maybe I should find another boyfriend since you’re so insistent I have a secret one.”

“Don’t you dare even joke about that-”

“I’m not joking, Satoru.” You turn your back on him, the front door creaking open. “I’m done.”

SLAM!

His guilt hits him like a brick, stomach churning as he chews on his own words. Why did he say all of that? Idiot, he’s so fucking stupid. He scrambles to open the door, running down the hall of your apartment complex. He looks around every corner, eyes wide and full of worry. Your perfume lingers in the air, it’s sweet but his mouth is sour. A shaky sob leaves his lips when he realizes you’ve left.

You’re gone.

He tries calling you but it goes straight to voice-mail. He calls some of your friends but none of them tell you where you are, all of them advising him to leave you alone. He’s fucked up bad, the worst he ever has. He knew you had never and would never cheat on him but the thought alone made him anxious. You’re his, only his. If only other guys understood that. He knows he went too far but when he saw you dancing with that guy at the club, watching the guy eye you so hungrily- it made his blood boil.

He waits for you to come home, but you don’t. Two days pass and he hasn’t heard from you. Normally, the two of you text each other I love you at least once, even when you’re mad at each other. He’s sent it, spammed it along with novels begging for you to come home but no response. He started sleeping on the couch just in case you walked in, but you didn’t so he started staying awake in case you called.

You didn’t.

The apartment is too empty, too quiet without you. He’s left alone with his screaming thoughts, each one a sharp stab into his heart. Why haven’t you come home? Are things really over between the two of you? They can’t be. He can’t lose you, he loves you. Gojo loves you more than the summer, more than the bright sun in the sky that kisses his pale skin when he’s outside. He can’t eat, not when you aren’t across from him and laughing about a meme or message. He can’t sleep without hearing your soft snores beside him, holding you in his arms and using your shoulder as a pillow.

One night, he was so down he went to the nearest bar and got so drunk he couldn’t walk. He was a weeping mess, snot leaking from his runny nose as he wailed like a toddler. The staff used one of their phones to call you, and you answered since the number didn’t show up as Gojo’s. Part of you wanted to hang up and pretend you had never been called but you couldn’t. What if he got hurt trying to go home by himself? Why did he even drink that much knowing he was a lightweight? Letting out a weary sigh, you tell your friend that you have to go pick up Gojo. You had been staying at her place to clear your head. She rolls her eyes when you make excuses for him, mumbling about how the two of you should just make up in bed already. Your face warms at the thought but you brush it off, you’re still mad at him.

You didn’t stay mad long.

How could you when he stumbled over to you as fast as he could the moment you got out of your car. He buries his face into your chest, strong arms wrapping around you and refusing to let go. He’s crushing you in his embrace but you lean into it further, hiding your face in his soft hair. You gently rub his back in an attempt to calm him down but he only cries harder.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry~” He says in between sharp sobs, “Home. Home please.”

“Alright, breathe, okay?-”

“I can’t without you!” His hands curl into fists in your shirt, “Don’t go! Stay!”

“I’m not going anywhere.” You cup his face, staring into those beautiful blue eyes. “Let’s get you home.”

He clings to you the entire drive back to your apartment, insistent on holding at least one of your hands. He coats it in wet kisses, holding your hand against his face as if he’s freezing. You force your face to stay stoic, forcing yourself to remember all the things he said. He’s a jealous man, a possessive man, a man who showers you in affection every chance he has and spends every dollar he makes tending to you. He would always wake you up with a kiss even if the two of you had fought, something you missed while you were away.

“Satoru, I’m still mad at you.” You struggle to hold his gaze when he gives you those sad puppy eyes. “But…I’ll stay home. Tonight.”

“Only tonight?” His bottom lip quivers, his sniffles loud. “Stay forever.”

“So dramatic.” You sigh as you help him out of the car and into your apartment, grunting as his build weighs you down.

Your eyes widen when you see your apartment in disarray, gifts decorating every surface except the couch, which has pillows and a blanket you swore you threw away months ago. You try sitting him down but he hugs your legs, burying his face into your thighs. You don’t bother pushing his head away, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss his touch.

“You need to lay down.”

“Don’t wanna.” He mumbles, nuzzling your hand when you reach down to pry his face away. “You’ll leave.”

“You said really shitty things-”

“I know, ‘m sorry.” He’s crying again and making that face, the one he knows makes you crumble. “I can’t help it, ‘m scared…”

“Scared of what?” You stumble down on the couch, leaving him kneeled in front of you.

“Someone taking you away.” He lays his head on your lap and whines when you play with his hair, “You’re so pretty…and guys don’t leave you alone…someone’s going to take you away and ‘m gonna be alone again.”

This is what he’s afraid of- being by himself? You sigh, rubbing the nape of his neck. He’s always been a clingy boyfriend and while it annoyed you at times, times like these made you adore it. Here he was, sweet slurred words slipping from his lips as he held onto you tightly. He was an open book, every insecurity laid bare in front of you as he rambled. He’d probably be mortified when he was sober over what he said- if he even remembered.

“Smell good,” He mumbles. He buries his nose between your thighs, “Want taste.”

“Satoru…” You shiver as he bashfully looks up at you, “You’re drunk. You should lay down until you feel better.”

“But I wanna make you feel better.” His tongue traces circles on your inner thighs, eliciting quiet gasps from you. “Y/N, please~”

“F-Fine- fuck~!” You yelp as he tugs your core closer by your hips, his face squished between your legs. “Gentle~!”

“Gentle…” He repeats as he pulls your shorts down, pushing your panties aside. God your scent- he’s already dizzy from the alcohol but now he can’t even think straight.

He slides his tongue in, sucking and slurping between your lower lips. Good, so good, your taste coats his tongue as he pushes it deeper. Your walls are smooth, soft around his fingers as he presses two of them in. You squeeze the couch cushions but he moves your hands to his hair, looking up at you as he devours your sweet cunt. His cock twitches in his dampened pants as he sinks his face into your pussy, nose surrounded by your wet folds as he eagerly licks. You moan, gently tugging his hair and grinding against his mouth when he groans. He moves his tongue from your hole to your clit, teasing your sensitive bud until it twitches between his lips when he pulls it into his mouth. His fingers haven’t stopped swirling inside of you, stroking that sweet spot.

“This is where you’re weak right?” He rasps, letting go of your aching clit long enough to speak before sucking it back between his lips. You cry out when he pushes his tongue between his fingers, the partnership sending you over the edge.

“Satoru~!”

Is he even drunk anymore? He can’t be- not when he’s stroking that spot knowing it’s making you shake and squirm. You try to push his head back but he’s got you pinned down by your thighs, eyes rolled back as he swallows every drop of your juices. This is bad- but it feels so good. What were you even mad at him about again? His tongue leaves your stretched hole, lazily lapping up your juices as you catch your breath. He whimpers as his cock begs for attention, slowly crawling on top of you. His kisses are sloppy, a mix of tongue and teeth as you breathlessly groan into his mouth. Gojo fumbles with his pants until his cock is freed, oozing precum as he nudges your legs apart.

“Y/N…I wanna put it in…Y/N~” He begs, hands intertwining with yours. “Please? Feel good, I wanna make you feel good…”

“Just the tip…” You manage to whisper. The condoms are tucked away in a drawer in your bedroom and both of you are too hot and bothered to go grab them.

“Mhm~” He starts with just the tip, but both of you know it isn’t going to stop there.

Once he starts, he doesn’t stop. His hips rock against yours faster than you can recover from. He’s balls deep in your pussy, stretching and spreading your walls around his girth. He’s panting, gasping, but refusing to stop. Your nails dig into his bag, dragging down it and leaving deep scratches but he doesn’t care. Good- you feel so fucking good wrapped around him and whining under him.

“Nngh- love you, I love you~” He thrusts deeper, faster, hitting your sweet spot mercilessly as you wither beneath him. “Mine, stay mine, don’t leave again~”

“Satoru~! Satoru~!” Is all you can say, all you can moan. You can feel him filling your stomach with his precum, your mouth full of his spit as you makeout.

“Fuck- ‘m gonna cum.” He’s much more talkative now during sex than when he’s sober. “L-Let’s get married~ Y/N, marry me~”

“Satoru~” You purr, back arching as you orgasm for the fifth time.

His thrusts stutter as you clench around him, squeezing his cock like a suction-cup. He can’t hold back, not when you’re doing this to him. He pins your thighs back, exposing your pretty pussy and watching your juices pour out of you. You try to hide it with your hands but he won’t let you, slamming his waist into yours and making you scream and hold onto his shoulders. His eyes are hazy but staring straight into yours as he pounds into you, sweat slipping down his muscles that flex with every movement. He forces himself to pull out, denying his own orgasm.

“W-Why’d you stop?” You look up at him when a tear hits your cheek, “Satoru?”

“D-Don’t deserve to cum…” His tears fall onto you like rain, “I made you mad…I’m a bad boyfriend…”

“No, baby, you’re amazing.” You coo, cupping his face. You force yourself to sit up, kissing his cheek as your hand wraps around his cock. “You can cum, okay?”

“O-Okay-oh~” He moans into your chest as you hold his head down, smothering him with your breasts. “Mmh~”

You stroke him slowly, then speed up. Gojo’s waist arches into your hand as his cock twitches, his breaths ragged. He looks up at you- he tries to, but his eyes keep rolling back as you tease his tip with your thumb. Too much, that’s his weak spot and you know it. Your thumb presses down and he shouts a strangled moan, a mix of gibberish and gasps echoing in your ear. His cock jolts in your hand and shoots thick ropes of cum, decorating your hand with white strings. He slumps against you, mind buzzing as he struggles to stay awake.

“Y/N…don’t go…”

He drifts off, and when he wakes up, he’s in your arms.

Right where he belongs.

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satrs · 11 months

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𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; He just wants to show you that he's the right one. Is that too much to ask for?

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Geto Suguru x fem!reader

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TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI!. friends to lovers. fluff. nicknames. unprotected sex. just suguru being suguru. biting(like once).

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ I NEED HIM SO SOOO BAD MAN. Idk I just feel he is MADEE for the friends to lovers trope.

Suguru was so sick and tired of seeing you get hurt and used by those filthy men. Years and years, he had to witness his beloved best friend get hurt over and over again, crying your frustrations and your sadness out in his arms.

It was in one of those moments when he realized - he wouldn't ever treat his woman like that, you like that. He should be the one instead of those immature boys, you only needed someone like him- a man.

He would carry you like a princess and treat you like a queen, just how you deserve it. They couldn't care for you like he did, he knew you longer than them. What food you like and dislike, what your favourite color is. How you are when your sad, and happy. How gorgeous you look in dresses. And lingerie. He knew everything about you and was positive that he could treat you- please you, better than any man.

He would just have to let you understand that too.

"He's really not worth it Y/N. Your better than that." His words didn't help your weeping tears, hand tightly gripping onto his hoodie as you let everything out on his chest.

Suguru's hand took ahold of yours, causing you to look up at him with your eyes red from all the tears you shred. His mouth felt soft and warm on your hand, "please baby. You know I don't like to see you cry." That was only partially true. Of course he didn't like to see his best friend cry because of other men or out of sadness, but if he would be the one to make you cry while you were writhing in pleasure? That's a different story.

The sight of you crying made both his heart and dick ache at the same time, feeling the need to spoil you with pleasure till you wouldn't know the end of it anymore.

"Why is it always me Suguru? What am I even doing wrong?" Your tears were threatning to fload again, causing your best friend to act as quickly as he could. "It's not your fault Y/N. You just didn't find someone who knows your worth yet."

"And when will I find that someone?", you sniffled, causing the long haired male to look down at you. He's right here. Me. I'm the one for you. But he wouldn't dare to speak out those words, you had to be aware of it yourself.

His gaze flickered around your room. arm snaking aroung your shivering form to pull you closer into his chest, "Eventually."

His fingers catched the tear that was about to sneak it's way down your cheeks, wiping your eyes clear to see. His next words followed in a low tone, hoping you would catch his intentions. "You just don't know what's right infront of those pretty eyes of yours."

You catched onto his words through your sniffling, eyes lifting to meet his, retreating from his hold as you intensily looked at him, face mere inches away from his. "What do you mean?" Your question was stated carefully, to scared of what the answer might be.

Did he really?- no way. That would be to good to be true. You're just friends afterall, don't let it grow to your head.

Your thoughts were cut of by the sensation of soft lips pressing into yours, catching you off guard. Suguru's hand was quick to sneak around the back of your neck, holding you in place so you couldn't pull away.

He poured his all into the kiss, taking in a deep breath, the smell of you deeply imprinted into his brain, brows furrowning as he expressed his love through this sensual exchange.

You understood now, you finally realized what he meant earlier. He was right, you didn’t realize what was before your eyes- it was Suguru himself. How did you never read the room? Get the signs? Like the nicknames he gave you and made your heart flutter, or the touches that were a bit too intimate for just 'a friend'.

Soon you returned the kiss, deeply sinking into him, taking in all of his emotions, soaking in the feeling of his warm tongue exploring every part of your mouth. "You don't know how long I've waited for this.", he had said, mouth departing from yours to make quick work of your clothes.

You just wordlessly watched him, feeling like you're in a fever dream. The feeling of his lips against yours is so addicting and wonderful, not to mention the swift movement of his fingers, robbing sighs and moans out of your mouth. He was quick to strip out of his clothes himself, motioning you to straddle his lap. You complied, swiftly moving ontop of him, enveloping his lips into a kiss again as your hips subconciously grind onto his errected length. He growled into your mouth, hand squeezing the fat of your ass as he moved you steadily on himself. "Me too. Wanted this for so long Suguru." Your words shocked the man, his brows frowning in confusion. You did?

"Please Suguru. Need you." Your pleas snapped him out of his trance, lifting you up lightly to hover you over his red angry tip. You bit your lip in satifaction and threw your head back at the feeling of his tip bullying itself past your entrance. "shh, I'm here baby, You got me."

"Mhm." You nodded your head frantically in daze as he bottomed out, feeling completely full of his grith. "Feels so good." He couldn't get enough of the sound of your breathy voice, his hips moving backwards only to snap right back into yours, causing a yelp to errupt from your lungs. He let out a moan at the feeling of your velvet walls embracing his length and wrapping so tightly around his angry mushroom tip, head thrown back onto the couch. "fuck."

His hand traveled to the back of your neck, smashing his lips against yours and swallowing all the moans he tickled out of you. "Who is making you feel this good baby, hm?" He shortly broke away from the kiss, placing one quick messy and open mouthed peak at your lips, his hand now traveling down your spine, goosebumps appearing on your whole body.

The speed of his hips increased, his hand firmly holding the back of your thigh to rock you back onto his incoming thrusts, your clit nudging his pelvic bone with every movement.

Suddenly his movement stopped, hand traveling behind you to take ahold of your hair, tucking your head back lightly as his eyes starred daggers into your soul. "I said," he adjusted himself, harshly thrusting up into you after every word that came past his lips, "who. is. making. you feel this good?"

A loud cry of his name errupted from your lungs, face twisting at the feeling of his tip hitting your cervix over and over again. Pleased with your answer he let his grip go and sneaked his arms around you instead, tightly embracing you and pulling you closer to himself, both of your bodies rubbing against each other with each hard movement of his hips, sweat glisterning and adoring the both of you.

Your hot breath tickled his neck, his breath equally occupying yours, peppering wet and messy kisses onto it, harshly sucking on your neck that pulled out a mewl out of you. "You're so fucking sexy", he muttered against your neck, one hand traveling back to your back, harshly smacking it. "All mine, right?"

Nodding your head rapidly, your head leaned forward to capture the man's lips in another kiss, your moans drowning in Suguru's mouth, only some of his groans managing to escape the intense kiss.

With each roll of his hips you grew closer to your limit, moans turning higher in volume. Suguru noticed your incoming orgasm right away, hand sneaking between your bodies to rub your bundle of nerves to draw out your high.

You came undone under his actions, teeth catching your bottom lip as your head threw back in euphoria, the knot in your stomach snapping in half.

Your walls clenched tightly around his, drawing low moans out of him as his thurst turned sloppier. "I'm gonna- shit Cum for you baby." You could only manage to moan in return, body falling ontop of his as his head hung low in your neck, teeth biting down into it to hide his sounds and also create a visible mark on you.

A pleased sigh escaped your lips as you felt his hot, white cum fill your hole, some leaking out and running down his length. Suguru was breathing heavily just like you, calming down from his high.

Your head rested against his chest as he slid out of you, his cum dripping down your thigh while your exhausted form drew forms on his chest with your fingers. This made the young man giggle, catching your attention as you looked up at him with such an adoring smile that made him fall in love with you a second time.

Your nose scrunched as Suguru drew circles on your hip while placing a soft kiss to your temple. "This is such a kitschy couple thingy." He only returned you a lovestruck smile, head leaning down to capture your lips in a quick kiss. "So then we're a kitschy couple then?", he questioned, still a bit cautious because he was scared you might change your mind.

Your lips felt hot against his as you chased his lips again, his demeanour relaxing at your action.

"Yes we are."

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cyxnidx · 5 months

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YOUR SOUL !

character: choso x reader

genre: fluffy, sappy shit :p

warnings: just some fluff. and uh, poetic choso? maybe?

a/n: a bit of a rainy day today, so i decided to make something a little softer today. i'm not good with sappy shit but i tried; also the beginning is just.. angsty? kind of? i have no real idea what i was doing here

you found yourself breaking down - why? at the moment, you couldn't fathom a reason.

sniffling, tears ran down your cheeks to be caught by your boyfriends hoodie. your head was throbbing from the constant stress and crying.

your muffled apologies and useless reasonings were hushed by the thick fabric while his larger hands worked to instill comfort into you.

because for the moment, that's all he knew how to do.

other than the occasional-

"baby?" choso's soft, smooth voice beat against the walls of your skull, trying to pull you back from your constant sobbing. "baby, did something happen?"

though, he got no response.

he felt about as powerless as a puppy in the moment. it wasn't like he could read your mind, and he was sure you didn't expect him to.

but damn, nothing?

resorting to what felt like his last resort, he began humming. humming, and using his larger frame to rock you side to side with him.

perhaps he had to treat you like a baby to get you to calm down? you did like being spoiled.

and after about five minutes passed, you began to hush. your sobs got quieter and quieter, apologies lessoned and random words seized.

he got you to stop.

it almost bought a smile to his face - but he wasn't exactly finished yet.

"l'me hear you, baby. what's the matter?" he asks softly, lifting your face from his now snot-covered hoodie.

your eyes were red and puffy, lips pouty and face wet. you looked ruined.

"m' sorry-"

"stop; stop apologizing, baby. tell me what's wrong." he says gently, minding his tone as to not stress you again. "what caused you to cry so much, hm?"

and at his question, you felt your eyes tear up once again.

"no, it's okay." he drew his thumb up to wipe them away. "no more tears, talk to me baby."

you blink, vision blurry. "jus' love you so much, but-" you swallow harshly.

"but?" he waits, embracing the silence with patience as you gather your response the best you could.

"jus feel like m' not enough for you sometimes, y'know?" you say through a choked tone, trying to force out a laugh. a mere chuckle, to try and make the conversation more lighthearted. lessening it to something minuscule.

choso's eyes widen, only for a moment, only for a millisecond before you decide to put your head back down. to find comfort in his heartbeat, to hopefully block out both the negative thoughts and the wretched migraine you've given yourself.

"oh.." was all you heard, and you could swear you felt something in your chest break, only for a moment. and the silence that follows is like the last straw for the dam trying to keep your tears from leaving your eyes. the waterworks were on again, and you felt even worse.

a hand comes from your back and instead to your jawline, lifting your face to make eye contact with him. silently, choso runs his thumb under your puffy eyes, hushing you quietly and wiping your tears. his digits run over your features.

making their way from under your eyes, to the sides and bridge of your nose. the cupids bow of your lip, and the cheeks he always loves to see smile. and in doing that itself makes himself smile.

his fingers explore from your cheeks to your eyes once again, adorning their shape and your eyebrows above them, and finally, he speaks. he speaks in which to you, felt like he hasn't spoken for decades, and says,

"not enough?" he kisses your forehead, hands cupping your face gently. "baby, you're all i could've wished for."

and in gazing at your eyes, he can tell there's doubt. which almost makes him frown. "i love all of you, not just your physical features but your emotional and mental features, too. i adore the way you think, the way you interact with things and the way you interact with me. i feel weak in the knees when i hear your voice, and every, little, touch," he touches the tip of your nose playfully. "warms my body with joy. joy i haven't felt in a very long while."

a soft look of admiration crosses him when he sees you're still pouting, but he adores it nonetheless.

he kisses the perimeter of your face, a smile tracing across his lips when he hears your small protest mixed with a playful giggle. "i love you with my mind, heart, body, and soul. i love you with all i've been given. and with every bit of adoration you give to me i try my hardest to pour back into you." he then places his forehead on yours, eyes meeting yours once again.

and for the time he's there, it feels like he doesn't blink, nor move a muscle for the time he's holding you there. just gazing at you, into you.

"if they say the eyes are the window to the soul, i'd gaze into yours for a lifetime. almost like a deer in headlights. you, and your soul, amaze me."

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kiirishine · 10 months

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Sukuna x Yuuji :3

Ever since the beginning yuuji was always with sukuna even before the world existed yuuji was already beside sukuna, nothing in the world could separate the two never one without the other, even after death they would always find each other and today was no different.

"I will defy everything just to be with you, I'll kill this world a million times over just to find you."

-Ryomen Sukuna

(Art not mine credits to the rightful owner <3)

#itadori yuuji #yuuji x sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x itadori #sukuna #sukuita #jujutsu fanfic #itadori fluff #sukuna fluff #jujutsu kaisen

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fandom-madness69 · 6 months

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can u make a scenario to (nanami and gojo) walking in on their s/o masturbating?

please and thank you!

A throuple? You wanted a throuple right? 😅 Well I hope that's what you wanted, either way I'm sure you'll still enjoy it.

Content: Nanami and Gojo catch their shared s/o masturbating, slight degradation, no prep work because you've already done it, throuple, female reader, rough sex, spit roasting

Word Count: 2,139

Fic begins under the break.

It had been a couple of months since you, Satoru and Nanami had all moved in together. Your taboo throuple relationship wouldn't get you all in trouble, but it would definitely make things harder for your men at work. You knew this because just the way you made the two men get along already had people questioning things. Sure, they weren't being loud or obvious about it but at one-point Mechamaru had told you that you were a statistical improbability.

Kento and Satoru might not hate each other, but they really didn't get along that much. Not until you transferred in from a Jujutsu agency in the states a couple of years ago. You smiled as you shook off these thoughts and padded from your shared room with the men into the large kitchen. It wasn't often that they were sent on missions without you these days, but it still happened occasionally. You might not have been as physically strong as the men, with whom you had grown so close, but your curses were a strong contender for Kento's at least.

You lounged across the couch flicking through the TV channels not able to find one you wanted to focus on. Your boyfriends weren't due home for another two days and it was driving you crazy. You had been dispatched on a couple of small local missions, but nothing that kept you from being home by a decent time. Boredom filled every ounce of your body as you clicked the TV off and huffed out a defeated sigh.

"Might as well," you said aloud to no one in particular as you picked up your phone. You thumbed through to your locked folder and opened it with the code. Several nudes of both of your men filled the screen before you, as your hand drifted between your legs on its own. You scrolled until you found a rare one that held both men in the same shot.

Your fingers pushed into your shorts and panties as your eyes traced over the naked men on the screen. You tucked one leg over the back of the couch, to give yourself more room, as your fingers stroked at your clit. Just the sight of them naked, standing next to each other with cocks in hand proudly looking at the mirror, as Satoru held up the phone a twinkle in the one eye that was uncovered by his blindfold, was enough to make you soaked. A slightly broken moan left your lips as your rubbed circles into the sensitive bud between your soaked folds. Nothing could ever make you feel as good as these two could when they touched you, but imagining your hand as one of theirs came close enough.

You rutted up into your hand as you swiped and were greeted with a picture of them in the same spot but holding each other's cocks instead. They didn't always interact with each other in a sexual way, even when double teaming you, but when they did it drove you wild. More moans left your mouth as you pushed out your first orgasm quickly. You were so absorbed in the picture you didn't hear the front door open. A second orgasm ripped through you as you heard someone speak up, the sound taking you by surprise and making you cum early.

"Oh, Princess we are home early," Satoru's voice rang out from the short hallway. They stepped around the corner before you had the opportunity to move your hand and Kento's eyes locked onto it immediately.

"Show me," he commanded as he strode over to the couch. You knew what he meant and immediately held up your phone. His face split into a grin as did Satoru's when he stepped up behind the blonde man.

"Oh, you naughty Princess. You just couldn't wait for us, could you?" Satoru cooed out. The tone differences between the men made more wetness gush out between your folds.

"And the other?" Kento asked, his gaze locked on your face. Your cheeks heated up as you pulled your hand from your panties and held it up. Though you hadn't put any fingers inside yourself yet all of your fingers were covered in your slick which shined in the light of the room.

"Oh, someone's already cum at least once," Satoru purred out as he swiftly hopped over the back of the couch, kicked your legs down off it in the process, and landed with his hips straddling yours. Kento, who was still standing behind the couch, grabbed your wrist and brought it up as far as he could. He lowered his head to close the space and shock covered your face as he licked your fingers clean.

"Fuck Kento that's so hot," you gasped out as Satoru grinded his hips against yours. It’s not like he had never licked your juices off of fingers before, but never your own. You moaned as Kento's tongue worked around and in between your fingers getting all of your fluids off.

"You're lucky we were getting just as desperate for you as you were for us," he said once he deemed he was done with your fingers. He dropped your hand and walked around the couch. Before you could object, he lifted your upper body up into a half sitting position before he plopped down underneath you, and then pulled your back against his chest.

His big hands pushed your shirt up over your chest but didn’t pull it all the way off. You tried to squeeze your thighs together as Kento’s hands cupped your breasts, but Satoru’s weight on them kept them still. He pushed his hips into yours more as Kento’s rough fingers tweaked both of your nipples. The moan that left you this time was far louder than when it had just been your hand on your body. Satoru’s smile nearly split his face as he leaned down and claimed your mouth with his. The shift caused his clothed erection to press into your already sensitive mound. His tongue wasted no time pushing into your mouth and as soon as he was licking your own, Kento pushed his hips into you from underneath and pulled your nipples harder.

Your hands finally decided on where they wanted to settle. One wound into Gojo’s hair, and the other hooked around behind you and scratched Nanami’s chest. Satoru’s mouth finally left yours only to trail along your jawline leaving nibbles in his wake. Kento’s strong hands still teased at your breasts going from pulling your nipples, to kneading your whole breasts with both rough and calloused hands. You wanted to keep your attention everywhere but it was becoming increasingly harder to do so. Both men pressed their erections into you from either side and you moaned so desperately, you almost didn’t recognize the sound.

“Aw does Princess need her holes stuffed that much?” Kento cooed in your ear. It was rare that he wasn’t calling you by some degrading pet name, not that you minded, so hearing him call you something so sweet felt so wrong.

“No. This slut needs her holes stuffed that much,” you whined as he pulled your nipples particularly hard. Satoru chuckled as he bit your neck.

“Well, you already did all the prep work for us, so I guess it’s only fair we give you what you want,” his voice teased in your ear.

“Please Daddys,” you whined even more pathetically. This seemed to finally break their teasing streak. In a second Satoru was standing and stripping. Kento flipped you around and pushed you onto your hands and knees as he made quick work of his own clothes.

When both the men were naked the knelt on the couch on either end of you where they had been before. Satoru wasted no time in pulling your shorts and panties out of the way. His slender fingers grabbed your thighs and pulled them apart so he could look at your soaked folds.

Meanwhile you licked at Kento’s slit on his cock, as he held his cock lined up with your mouth. You knew neither would fill your holes until the other started to. Sometimes this stale mate went on until you pushed in one direction or the other, just enough to get them to fill you. This time, however, neither of them seemed to want to play this game. They shared a look over your back and in one swift movement impaled you from both ends. The broken moan you let out was muffled by Kento’s cock pushing against the back of your throat. How you had managed to land two men with the same sized cock, down to length and girth, was beyond your understanding but you loved it all the same.

They seemed to be on the same wavelength for once and immediately started fucking you at the same pace. Fast and rough. Satoru’s cock slammed into your cervix from behind, as Kento’s cock kept hitting the back of your throat. You gagged and moaned on Kento’s cock as you sucked it, like it could replace the depleting oxygen supply in your lungs. One of your hands slid down between your legs intending to give your now neglected clit attention, but Satoru intercepted it and pinned it to your back. You wobbled as you struggled to maintain balance on one arm, as your men relentlessly fucked you from both ends.

“No need for that anymore Princess, your Daddys are home and will take care of you just fine,” Satoru said as he grabbed your other arm and pinned it to your back. He held both arms with one hand as the other held you up by your hip.

Kento’s hand that wasn’t in your hair reached underneath you and started roughly stroking your clit. The sensation mixed with the overwhelming pleasure of being completely at the mercy of Kento and Satoru made you cum.

“Mmph fuck already Princess?” Satoru asked as your fluids gushed around his cock even more. He pounded through your orgasm and to no surprise to anyone this made you cum again.

“She’s going to fucking make us all finish before we even really get started,” Kento panted out as he pulled back enough to let you get more air in your lungs, before returning to pounding into your throat.

“Just like she always does and because she’s such a good girl she’ll keep taking it until we are truly finished with her. Isn’t that right Princess?” Satoru asked even though he knew you couldn’t reply. And damn did you want to but, you knew that they knew you would take whatever they dished out.

The feeling of both of them starting to lose rhythm at the same time, was all you needed to come undone around Satoru’s cock again. Both of them were grunting and moaning. The sounds were the only things you could hear, besides the wet squelching as Satoru fucked you harder. Kento’s fingers picked up speed on your clit and you came again. You knew you all were about to fall apart and the thought only made you feel higher.

“Fuck cumming,” Kento grunted out as his hips stuttered to a stop against your nose. As his hot load blasted down your throat Satoru’s hips also stuttered to a stop.

“Fuck me too,” he moaned out as he pumped rope after roped of his hot seed into your cervix. The sounds of them coming undone at the same time pushed you into a hard orgasm. One that lasted longer, because of Kento’s cock cutting off the oxygen as he finished unloading in your throat.

“Mmmmm Princess too,” Satoru panted out. Kento’s fingers finally moved from your now painfully sensitive clit as he pulled out of your mouth. Satoru let your arms go so you could catch yourself before he too pulled out. You all collapsed into the couch at the same time.

Your head rested on Kento’s thigh as Satoru’s rested on your back just above your ass. They both idly traced their fingers over your skin as the three of you laid there catching your breath.

“You do know we are so not done with you right little slut,” Kento panted out.

“Oh, I know Daddy. Not by a long shot,” you responded. One hand reached behind you to play with Satoru’s hair as the other slid up into Kento’s to do the same.

“For now, hush and cuddle the little Princess Slut,” Satoru hummed out and he placed a soft kiss on your spine. Kento chuckled but wrapped both arms around the two of you.

“Aye aye captain,” Kento said teasingly.

You still weren’t sure how you were so lucky to have landed both of these amazing men but you were extremely glad they were yours.

Please do not reupload this anywhere. If anyone ever sees my original work uploaded anywhere please let me know. I only post here for now. One day I might actually move things over to my Ko-fi

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kiralisa · 1 month

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Trapped with 2 Naga’s..??

There will be chapters!!! use ask for any questions more!!! This is influenced by envy-of-the-apple’s Naga series so go check it out!!!

Not proofread!! Basically two snakes so they might do some things without the readers consent because they are curious!! Naga!Satosugu x reader

You’re a college student who’s in massive debt, you’re flying to visit family…everything in your life is shitty at the moment but a certain crash changes everything.

Word count: 1352??

PART 1.

More debt. You’re a college student with basically not life, you can’t make any friends and you can’t even get the jackpot of a date…you hate life. You hate yourself and now you had to get into even more debt to be on this stupid ass plane. Well at least you can see your family, you haven’t seen them in almost a year, college has kept you away from everything you love. Maybe things will get better..?

“Everyone please stay in your seats and enjoy your time as-“ you put your headphones on and play music so you don’t have to hear anything. You just wanna space out…”fuck my life..” you muttered to yourself. Soon due to probably your only time you’ve relaxed you closed your eyes.

Biggest fucking mistake ever. You wake up to someone shaking you. What the fuck??? Everything is moving?? Why is everything screaming?? You take off your headphones while someone is screaming at you “Hurry put on a life jacket!!” The man yelled. “W-what!! Why? What’s going-“ He quickly threw it over you and tightened it before you could finish you sentence leaving you in shock. The plane soon slid to the side causing you to fall on the poor man.

You quickly get up and put your hand out from him to get up. “Everyone remain calm! The plane is….crashing…” one of the pilots said through the speaker “ARE YOU FUCKING WITH US?” You yelled. There is no way…you’re gonna die…you’re gonna-

That’s all you remembered …

Everything is pitch black..

Your body is so sore..

Did you die…?

You feel something touching you…? It feels like a hand? Maybe it’s another survivor!! You slowly opened your eyes to only see a 8ft tall man with white snowy hair?? Wait humans aren’t that tall..you look down to only see him having a….a snake tail???! You see him grab your leg like he’s almost about to break it like a chicken leg and eat it! “AHHHHHHH” you screamed. You quickly kicked him in the face only for this random fellow to yelp and pull back. You quickly started to run for it. There is no way you’re dealing with this shit today!! You soon started to run into the forest only to see the white hair guy to tilt his head at you. You looked confused before you got smacked due to running into a tree.

You tried to get up but soon felt someone pick you up and thrown over his…no it’s? shoulder. Yep you wished you died with the crash…no you can’t give up! You started to kick and scream only to hear the Naga hiss at you due to your unwillingness. You soon found yoursef in his den…..with another naga. This one was a little shorter than the white haired one. But he had more muscle than him. The snake soon plopped you onto the ground causing a small yelp to fall out of your mouth

Both of the snakes look up at you with two tilted heads, what are they..? Why are they so tall?? Where even are you??? You turn your head at the exit but before you could even run one of them hissed at you…it was the black haired one…he was eyeing you…he knew what you were planning. “Bastard..” you thought. You turned back to them to look at who you were dealing with a little better.

They look like snakes but they were human??? Are nagas even real?? You look at them up and down in awe and in shock. The white haired one looked dumb and happy. His eyes were a….almost scary like blue while the other one was a beautiful violet. The other one had his hair in a bun it was long and beautiful. It was pure black, He looked at you almost like he was judging you…the other one looked at you like a kid would if it saw a new toy it’s always wanted.

You felt uneasy from the eyes, you decided you were gonna name them because it seemed they weren’t gonna eat you nor let you leave…you named the blue eyed one Satoru and named the violet eyed Suguru. Maybe you just needed to introduce yourself…? “Uhm…hi? I’m…y/n?” Wait why were you questioning your name??? Why did you sound so weird?? You felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment

The two naga’s tilted their head at your words. They never heard a human talk or has even seen a human at all. Satoru clicked and ticked his tongue and you. He looked friendly before turning to his mate with a childish smile. Suguru sided eyed Satoru before turning back to look at you, it seemed it would take a while for him to open up to you..but you didn’t have time. You needed to get out of there.

Satoru slithered over to you before grabbing your face to opened your mouth you tried to struggle away because this fucking naga was basically shoving his hand down your throat causing you to cough and gag. Satoru looked disappointed to not see any fangs on you as you fell down and coughing and whimpering as the other naga inspected you.

You felt him touch your hair and then he looked at your body, more so your clothes in confusion. He tried to take off your shirt but you quickly slapped his hand away from him while saying no. “Don’t fucking touch me..what even are you animals..?” You didn’t wanna cry but you felt the tears.

Suguru sighed before looking at Satoru and clicking his tongue, he slithered away while Satoru guarded the exit. Satoru stared at you with his blue shining eyes. You quickly tried to escape but Satoru quickly caught you with his tail. He started to shake you while hissing at you. “Let me go you asshole!!! Let me go! I don’t want to be here!!!” He twitches his eye before turning you in front of him while tightening his grip on you causing you to yelp.

He pulled you closer before unhinging his jaw, you started to sweat from the look itself. You soon saw two long and pointy fangs, he soon grabbed your neck and smiled before turning your head to the side so your neck was exposed. “N-No….please don’t….please no! I’m sorry I won’t-“ You screamed when he chopped down you started to shake as you felt everything, the blood dripping down your neck, the fangs, Satoru’s tongue licking your wound…a-and something that makes you feel d..dizzy..? You soon felt your eyes get weaker and soon black filled your eyes. You soon fell unconscious, were you poisoned..??

Satoru looked at you confused as your eyes were closed and the red blood dripping down your neck, he thought you look pretty before he started to get a little concerned you weren’t moving? You weren’t doing anything and your body was limp…he started to shake you to wake you up but nothing was working…he started to get nervous, he soon heard his mate slithering towards the den and soon he saw his mate. Suguru saw his mate and…you? You were…unconscious, and blood was on your neck..

Satoru soon dropped your unconscious body before turning towards Suguru with a frown and guilty look while nervous clicking his tongue. Suguru soon slapped satoru on the head before picking up your unconscious body. He soon slithered towards their body and setting your body down. Satoru started to whine when Suguru didn’t let him sleep with him. Suguru soon layed next to you licking the dried blood on your body and using his tail to keep you warm. It seems you wouldn’t be making it out of here….for a while…or forever…

END OF PART 1

AN: heyo!! Hope you enjoyed this chapter and hope you’ll continue reading!!

#jujutsu fanfic #jujutsu kaisen #jujustsu kaisen x reader #satosugu #gojo satoru #geto suguru #satoru x reader #getou suguru x reader #satosugu x reader #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu geto

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wmuffy · 2 months

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≡can you stop by the store? ≡can y

satoru, suguru and sukuna and if they’d stop by the store when you ask?? DUH, fluff content!!

#satoru!

#suguru!

#sukuna…

so i tried using imessage and now the quality just look shitty.. guys idk man somebody PLEASE suggest me an app if you know of any for me to do the smau because currently i’m between imessage and memi but it crashes so much! also! i got some feedback on how many people want to be tagged on all my posts (the ones in my taglist) so if you’re tagged and wish to only be tagged in only smaus and not my reg. post pls lmk!!

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also! there are a few tags that seems to not be working, if you are one please lmk how to fix it so you’d be notified!

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ponderingmoonlight · 15 days

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Chapter 1 : Forbidden Bond

Pairing: Gojo x fem!reader

Warnings: Language, violence, physical abuse, traumatic childhood, Gojo being a jerk

Next Chapter ->

His usual so unbothered eyes grow wider and wider with each passing second, watch in slow motion how this tiny human being he’s never seen before draws closer to him. Step by step, not paying attention to the stinging fact that she’ll run straight into him. He couldn’t care less, though.

That smile.

Has he seen you before? No, he would have remembered for sure. There wasn’t a single moment in his still young life that made Gojo Satoru gaze at a smile twice, that made him wonder about the name and voice behind it. But seeing you like this, laughing to yourself so unmoved by your surroundings leaves him pondering.

Who is this girl?

He doesn’t get the chance to think about it any further. Like in slow motion, you trip over his feet first before dragging him along with you onto the hot tarmac, tiny stones digging themselves into the palms of his hands.

“Oh my, I’m so sorry! I didn’t even look out, I…I’m so clumsy!”

“It’s okay...”

No, it’s not. Why weren’t you paying attention to where you’re walking, how dare you to run him over – him, the pride of the Gojo clan? Now he’s all dirty, his pants probably sliced open.

But instead of complaining, he simply watches how you lift yourself off the ground so awkward that you almost trip right back on top of him, brushing the dirt off the dark blue kimono you’re wearing.

“Now you’re all dirty because of me”, you sigh with a pout.

Your voice. It matches your appearance perfectly, the innocent gleam in your eyes, the way your laughter sounded earlier. Angelic, hypnotizing, so melodious that he urges to hear you talk again.

“Let me help you back up!”

You stretch out your tiny hand in front of his and out of instinct, he grabs it. How is it possible that his palm seems to swallow yours whole? You have to be around his age, an inch or two smaller. But his hands…

Your hands…

You let go way too early.

“I was actually on my way home and got distracted by that dog over there. It got so happy when I laughed so I couldn’t stop and then you came and-“

“Do you ever stop talking?”

His cold interruption catches you off guard while he shoves both hands in the pocket of his hoodie. That boy…You’ve never seen him before around here. Sure, you would have remembered those bright blue eyes and white hair. Where does he come from? Why does he look so different? All those questions piling up inside your head.

Where were you even going?

“(y/n)?”

Her cold voice makes your blood freeze in an instant, widened eyes not daring to look behind you. Why is she here? You aren’t late, did nothing wrong…did you?

“Who’s that?”, the boy in front of you questions.

“(Y/N) ZENIN!”

You swallow hard, the tone in your nanny’s voice making you realize what will happen next. Suddenly you don’t care about the boy with the bright blue eyes or the happy dog anymore.

“You…You’re a Zenin?”

He can’t believe his ears, orbs studying you up and down. Of course, he heard about your family, about the stinging fact that he should keep a safe distance from you. Out of all big jujutsu families, the Zenin clan is the worst with its members being as cold as ice. His teachers warned him, parents literally begged him to keep himself away from anything that comes from this family. And that includes you as well, apparently.

“A Zenin…”, he mumbles under his breath.

You look nothing like their description, though.

His voice fades into the back of your mind. All you feel is thick fear crawling up your veins, the dark foreshadowing making your limbs ache already.

“What on earth do you think you’re doing here with this brat!?”

Her cold hand grabs your tiny arm roughly and forces you backwards so harsh that you almost fall over again.

“I ran into him-”, you desperately try to explain yourself.

“You…You are that Gojo kid, aren’t you? The honoured one…”

“And you’re a nobody.”

Gojo.

Your eyes widen in sheer horror. If there’s one thing your father told you over and over, it was staying away from members of the Gojo clan.

“Especially Gojo Satoru. Don’t you dare to even talk to him or you’ll feel my anger.”

“I didn’t know it was him, I was on my way home when I-“

“Quiet.”

A ruthless slap right in your face sends you onto the ground all over again, blood squinting out your tiny nose immediately. You…You did something unforgivable, something your father will punish you for. Shivers haunt your whole body, thick fear almost taking your sight. One last time your glossy eyes dart towards the boy with the unbothered blue orbs that now show a hint of disturbance.

-8 years later-

“Look what we have here, Suguru! There’s that dirty brat from the Zenin clan!”

“I don’t think you should call her like that…”

“I smelled your arrogance miles away, douchebag”, you mutter under your breath.

There he stands. Probably a few inches taller than the last time you saw him but still with the same dumb smirk plastered on his dirty face. He looks horribly good, arrogance dripping from every pore of his body. Oh, words can’t describe how much hatred you hold for that boy, how much willpower it costs you to not wipe him from the surface of this earth in an instant.

“Be nice to me, (y/n). After all I’m a special grade while you’re a lousy grade 1”, he bites back at you.

“Don’t make me launch another bit of Phobia Projection your way. I’ll never forget the way you cried like a baby.”

A cursed technique rooted in the dark arts of Jujutsu, a technique you learned by your grandfather by the age of 12. Those who wield this technique have the ability to delve into the depths of their target's psyche, extracting and manifesting their worst fears into reality. Through manipulation of spectral energy, the user projects vivid illusions that evoke intense sensations of terror and anxiety, effectively trapping their victim in a nightmarish realm tailored to their deepest fears. This technique not only inflicts psychological torment but can also paralyze the victim with fear, rendering them vulnerable to further attacks. It is a formidable and sinister ability that exploits the vulnerabilities of the human mind, leaving a lasting impression of dread long after the encounter has ended.

And made none other than Gojo Satoru break down in front of your feet.

“You’ll cry as well when I’m done with you, little bitch.”

Gojo builds himself up in front of you before Geto is able to stop him, glimmering eyes staring at you filled with nothing but hatred.

“Want applause for using a dark art on me? You’re nothing but a pathetic little girl that got slapped by her parents a little too often. And even though they trained you like there’s no tomorrow, your still not good enough to face me.”

His words hit you with full force, flood your mind with memories you tried to avoid so desperately. Out of instinct, you grab him by his throat and thrust him into the grass underneath, dig his flawless white hair into the dirt. If there’s one thing your family was right about, it was Gojo Satoru.

“I fucking hate you, Gojo. You’re nothing but a waste of space, just like your whole pathetic clan”, you hiss through gritted teeth, voice dripping in venom.

“My pathetic clan? Your family roams around and kills innocent people, (y/n). Who the hell are you to judge, huh? You’re not even strong enough to even talk to me”, he barks in reverse.

“Why does it always have to end like this between you two? Get off him, (y/n).”

Geto’s firm hands grab your shoulders and yank you backwards in order to create distance between Gojo and yourself while you can’t catch your breath.

Your deadly orbs still glare at him, blood pulsates through your veins so rapidly that you feel like exploding any given minute. He has some fucking nerve, talking about your past like that. Him, who’s nothing but a spoiled brat. Him, who’s gifting just by being born. Him, with nothing but immense powers and a pretty face.

“Next time you’re getting so close to me, I’ll kill your ass without thinking twice”, you spit at him from afar, Geto holding you back with all his strength.

“I love to see ya try little girl!”

“Come on, (y/n). Just turn around and leave, this is senseless. You’re just hurting each other.”

Suguru’s calm voice has always been the only thing that kept you from scratching those bright blue orbs out of his eyeballs. You allow your eyes to rest for a brief second, your heartbeat to calm down. Your family told you to stay away from him, to be better than him and forced you to attend Jujutsu High. Why does it have so damn hard to make them happy, to show your father that you’re worthy? How are you supposed to stay away from him when he’s around you all the time?

Without gifting him a single look, you turn on your heel and simply walk away.

Training. A training session is exactly what you need right now.

“Don’t you dare to shout after her, Satoru”, Geto warns his best friend right when he takes a deep breath in.

“I really don’t get it. All that hate just because your families don’t get along?”

“You don’t get it, Suguru.”

“What makes you hate (y/n) so much?”

Satoru can’t believe his ears, the sheer question of his best friend seeming like an insult. Why would he even like you? You with your stupid pretty face, you with those remarkable eyes that shook him to his core when he first saw you, you with that laugh…When was the last time he heard you laugh?

He shakes his head violently. Why would he even care about something so stupid?

“Cause she’s a Zenin brat”, Satoru replies monotone.

You are his enemy, the biggest threat of his family, hunting after his future. You deserve nothing but his hatred, nothing but disinterest. You are the devil himself. Yes, your sheer presence on this earth is enough reason to hate you.

“Didn’t you tell me she was quite nice when you met her as a child?”

“I never said that”, Satoru mumbles under his breath immediately.

Enough of all that bullshit, all that talking about your dumbass. It’s not like you deserve his attention anyway.

“C’mon, let’s grab something to eat.”

That was the first chapter babes, hope you enjoyed! It would mean the world if you take your time to tell me what you think and how you liked it so far! 🤍

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satoruluvies · 25 days

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midnight fiction

an adventure of a lifetime with gojo. a comfort au of sorts?

wrote this on a whim hehe

short af and bittersweet, not proofread

12:00 am. midnight. or what you like to call it zero o’clock.

00:00, the small segment of time where everything just resets, a magical door opens.

“hey you're here” satoru greets you with a charming smile. bright blue eyes beamed at you behind his glasses as he held out his hand for you to take.

with your hands intertwined he carried you through the wind, floating high above the sky as blue as his eyes amongst the fluffy cotton candy clouds.

“oh look a curse. lets go save the world” he grinned cheekily as he heads towards the ground. “pretty, which is your favourite colour amongst red, blue and purple?”

he asked, the curse was approaching rather alarmingly but satoru showed no signs of fear.

“blue” you reply. of course the colour of his eyes could rival even the prettiest of gradients of all different colours.

“alright watch, don't blink!” he smiled as he conjured his cursed technique, blue. the blue forced sucked in and completely obliterated the curse leaving behind only its filthy remains.

“cool or what” he chuckled as he peered at you. you were gaping at how amazing he was and he walked over to you proudly.

now that the curse was exorcised, satoru took you to a beautiful field, beneath the shade of a big tree to have some ice cream, as is customary.

it's something the two of you did everytime you finished your missions. well, his missions, he just took you along.

you scoop the frozen treat and put it in your mouth, savouring the taste.

“hey let me have some of yours” satoru chimed. you held out your cup only for him to lean in closer.

cupping your face with his hands, he lands his lips on yours, gently biting your lower lip for access. as if in a daze, you open it almost immediately as his tongue slid in your mouth.

after a few dance of both your tongues together, he pulls away, wiping your chin off of the ice cream stains. you took the opportunity to do the same to his chin as the both of you giggled like the lovestruck fools you are.

he gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ears as he stares into your eyes, admiring you. being this close made your heart accelerate and your stomach churn.

“you have pretty eyes” he smiled. your heart was hammering against your chest trying to speed off.

“i’d say the same if i could see yours. all i'm seeing are black glasses” you chuckled. he does too.

he takes off his glasses and there was his blue eyes on display for you to admire. you were absolutely mesmerized by it and your world seemed to freeze.

satoru takes his glasses and lets you wear it.

“i can't see anything with this.” you grumble and he takes it off for you.

“that's alright. i prefer you without them anyway.” he flashed another cheeky smile.

your sweet whimsical moment was interrupted by the same magical door opening right in front of you. you were having so much fun with satoru that time flew by without you knowing.

your smile drops and satoru notices.

“it's time for you to leave already?” he asks. you reluctantly nod and smile sadly at him.

the door glows brighter and brighter calling you to it. you stand up and made your way towards it, not before saying goodbye though.

“thanks for the adventure this time too.” you smiled at him, heart swelling both in happiness and sadness.

“see you tomorrow” you could hear his voice calling behind as you enter the door.

opening your eyes, you were greeted by the soft morning sun rays shining on your face, your body on your bed but your heart with the boy with blue eyes underneath the tree, waiting for you at midnight.

this is literally my night routine :3

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Premise: Raising someone else's child is one thing, but raising your own while dealing with your insecurities could be quite a task, especially for a man like Satoru, but the moment he saw the baby his life turned upside down.

Word Count: 3104

Note: This is the third installment for a short series of mine, they all have different titles because I'm weird like that lol, but you can read the first part here, and the second one here.

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When Satoru took Megumi in, he didn’t have to do much besides giving him financial support and make sure he had everything he needed as a growing child.

He was already the person he is to this day, and Saturu had very little to add to this. So when he realized what having his own baby was going to be, his already existing demons started to kick in.

While is normally the mother the one who tends to spiral into despair thinking of the future of their newborn and the changes impacting daily life, Satoru had more than one reason to feel uneasy.

He loved his girl and his unborn child, there was no doubt there; but the implications of being a parent were heavy for a man like him.

Dealing with the elders was one thing, but being a good dad was a very different one.

All he was good at was fighting curses, that’s what he came to this world to do, but having to think of how to be a good dad was definitely more scary than a special grade curse.

Megumi was way more ready than he was, in fact, without Megumi your pregnancy would have been quite the nightmare. But he was always checking up on you, helping you with tidying the apartment, even took you to the hospital check ups and went in the doctor’s office with you.

Some even thought he was your son, to Megumi’s displeasure.

Satoru on the other hand tended to flee when things like this came upon, excuses were easy to come by when you’re the strongest sorcerer. But in reality he was beating himself over and over again for his own behavior while sitting on a cliff.

He wanted this, he wanted to be with you, wanted to have a family with you. Or so he thought at first, but what does it even mean to have a family? His was anything but conventional and he had no idea where to start.

You were his life now, he didn’t care about the future of this world if he was being honest, he never did really, all he wanted was to take you to a Polynesian island and live in a fancy luxury tree house with you, the baby and Megumi. But life wasn’t as easy, he had to deal not just with the damn old men hunting his every step, but also his responsibilities in the school, he couldn’t just disappear, not with another teacher and a top tier student tagging along.

He wanted to do better, be a good husband, a good dad, not just to his baby but to Megumi as well, he felt like he’s been failing everyone he truly cares for and that was a feeling like no other, one he could live his entire life without encountering it ever again.

But time for cowarding around ended sooner than he expected as time runs extremely fast when you don’t want to deal with your problems.

He got a call from Megumi, he was at the hospital, water came out of you and you were tugging on his hair while screaming in pain, you were certainly dying so he had to come fast. It all sounded like a nightmare to Satoru, he truly thought you were dying, he’s never seen a pregnant woman on the later stage of pregnancy deal with it, and Megumi either, so they were both panicking on a bench this very same moment.

“I can’t lose her, Megumi…what am I going to do if she dies? What if the baby dies too? What if I have to raise the baby on my own? I can’t do this…I would rather be killed by a curse…maybe I should turn off my infinity…yes, someone would come and kill me as well, then we would all die together…” a loud smack could be heard rumbling over every wall of the hospital. He’s never seen Megumi this angry before, “Can you stop and be a god damn adult for once in your life? (Y/N) needs you. She’s in labor right now, delivering your baby! She’s in so much pain, things are coming out of her, she’s probably so scared right now, and all you’re thinking about are ways of getting yourself killed!”

Satoru’s cheek was quickly getting red and swollen, how did he even manage to touch him that easily?

Zenin’s are truly a terrifying clan.

“Why does nobody care about me being scared? I can be scared too you know? I know I’m the strongest sorcerer, but that doesn’t make me the strongest husband or the strongest dad…”

Megumi was left speechless, he never thought the great Gojo Satoru would admit being scared, “Do you think I’m not scared? I love her ok? She might be your girl, the mother of your child and what not, but she isn’t just a crush to me, she’s also the only mother figure I’ve had, the only person who truly understands me and cares for me. I don’t want her to die!” tears were falling down Megumi’s cheeks as he vented all his worries out of his very constricted chest. He’s the one who’s been by your side during your whole pregnancy, what if this was his fault? What if you were in so much pain because he didn’t take good care of you? Those words kept flooding his head and Satoru was just as lost as he was in that moment, he didn’t know how to reassure his adoptive son and was in need of reassurance himself.

That was until loud cries could be heard coming from the room you were being kept in.

“What was that-“

Megumi’s ears perked, he couldn’t hear you at all, why was it so loud, he needed to confirm you were fine. “I don’t know, who’s crying? That’s not her, I’m sure…”

“Of course is not her, you idiot…” the door opened up to a very tired looking nurse, her gown was covered in what looks like blood wiped out not long ago, Satoru’s face paling the moment he saw her.

“Is…I-Is (Y/N)…” his voice was cracking, all his memories with you going into his brain like a movie.

“She’s fine, she’s currently holding your son, would you like to go in? She’s asking for Megumi, I assume that’s you?”

“No, that’s me! Can I go in too then?” the nurse was very confused but nodded anyways. Megumi ran inside the room, falling down to his knees when he saw you smiling, holding a little bundle to your chest, “Oh thank god….”

“Gumi, my love, come meet your baby brother!” you looked so tired, yet so happy, he thought he’d never get to see your beautiful smile ever again.

“Are you ok? Is the pain gone?”

“She’s fine kid, giving birth is no easy fit, hope this experience helps you respect women for what their worth. Men would never be able to give birth, they’d die within minutes.” the nurse’s words made you chuckle, it was true after all, especially for your spoiled boys.

“Toru? I didn’t know you were here, I thought you were at work! Come meet your son~” Satoru was still by the door, he thought he’d lost you, the very same feeling he felt that one day you almost die in front of his eyes, just that this time felt even more real as he saw the dried blood on the nurse. He didn’t know how to react, relief was present that’s for sure, but he was also terrified, he was happy to hear you were fine, but you were holding his son right this moment. He had a son now, officially, he is a dad now.

“Babe?” the confused look in your face made him move from his spot, he couldn’t put more stress on you, not after you had to deal with all that just to bring his son to this world.

“So a boy, huh? I thought it’d be a girl…” Megumi really wanted the baby to be a girl, to look just like you so he could snuggle the baby’s cute cheeks and spoil her rotten.

“Mhm, I haven’t named him yet, I wanted Toru to see him first…” Satoru was now standing beside you, his eyes not going down just yet, though his range of vision was so wide, he could see a tiny hand moving out and about and it made it so hard for him to keep ignoring him.

Once he finally got the courage to look at his son, his brain released a triple shot of dopamine right to his heart.

How can a newborn be this cute? They’re usually all red and wrinkly, not at all pretty. But his son…he got his blue eyes and silvery hair, but his face, he looked just like you. The cutest thing he’s ever seen. “Is he…” the moment he opened his mouth the baby started wailing loudly, startling his father.

You were rocking the baby from side to side making him know everything was fine, “Sweetie, c’mon hold your son.”

“But he’s crying (Y/N)! How do I make it stop?” you set the child in his arms, once their eyes met the baby stopped crying, a lil yawn leaving his lips, this causing Satoru to smile. “Oh, I think he’s just tired…aren’t you my beautiful son?”

“It’s a combined effort of both sides after all, he did have to help mama a lot during the birthing process.” The nurse was finally ready to leave you to rest and needed to take the child with her. “He needs to come with me, Gojo-san. But I need a name so I can set him in the room with the other newborns.”

“I was thinking of naming him Suguru…you know…to honor your frie-“

“No.”

“But baby…”

“I said no.” his stern tone of voice made your heart sink, you thought he’d be happy about this, it was some sort of a surprise even.

Megumi saw darkness loom over Satoru’s eyes and thought of intervening. “Shion.”

“What was that, love?”

“Shion, my brother’s name I mean..” the fact that he referred to the baby as his brother made you feel so much love, even Satoru’s face softened at his words.

“Gojo Shion it is then.” the nurse took the baby from Satoru’s arm and he’s never felt this empty before. “Do you really need to take him? I mean he’s a newborn, is not like he needs friends right now. Wouldn’t it be better for him to hang out with his family than with other babies?” his reasoning was beyond cute, even to the stoic nurse.

“Look sir, the child isn’t going to a baby party, he needs a check up and that’s the process in general. If everything goes out well you’ll be able to take them home in a couple of days. Now if you excuse me..” The baby was half asleep and his little hand was out of the blanket still and Satoru felt like his life lost all purpose, his son needed him so much right now, he needed to be tucked cozily under his blanket and there was nothing he could do to help him…he felt completely useless…

Megumi was cleaning your face with a wet towel, making sure your pillow was all fluffed properly, while Satoru spiraled into sadness.

“Can you get the blanket in her baby bag? There’s also some warm socks in the front pocket.”

Satoru could feel Megumi’s murderous stare and that made him go back to earth, “Yeah sure. Socks…socks…here.”

Megumi just stared at his hand with so much hate, yet he didn’t know what he did wrong this time. “What?”

“(Y/N)’s socks, not the baby’s socks…”

“Oh! Right…” he needed to get himself together, you needed him just as much as his son did.

“Here, my love.” he got your feet covered with your favorite fluffy socks, then leaned to kiss your head lovingly. Megumi covered you with the blanket he brought for you and went over the snacks he packed to replenish your strength.

“Isn’t he the most beautiful baby you’ve ever seen?” you sounded so tired, exhausted even, but to him you were the most wonderful and beautiful women in this universe. The mother of his son.

“Of course he is, he’s my son~” that made you chuckle.

“We are parents now…how does that make you feel, Toru?” that question hunted him for months, but now he was ready to answer it truthfully. “I’m scared…I don’t know if I can be a good dad…But I’m also the happiest man alive…you’ve given me so much…I want to be the man you and my son need me to be…” his face wasn’t one of happiness, it was more one of realization.

He felt so much…it was overwhelming.

But the moment he locked eyes with his son, he just knew it, this was it, this was the real reason he came to this world, to bring his son to life, to give you and his son a happy life full of beautiful memories.

“Gojo-sensei…I think she needs rest…” you were giving him a soft loving smile, your thumb rubbing the back of his hand while he processed what just happened.

“I’ll stay here, you go back to the school.” he wasn’t there for you when you needed him most, when you were confused and in pain, when you needed his love and care. But he was here now, and he wouldn’t let that happen again.

He grabbed one of the chairs by the wall and brought it next to your bed, his hand reaching for yours once more before dimming the lights, “I’ll stay here with you, baby. Just rest.”

Megumi left after making sure you had everything you needed with the promise of coming back next morning with a fresh change of clothing for his guardian.

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Having a newborn baby in the house was a whole adventure, at least according to Satoru.

He had to learn everything about babies in a couple of days and lets just say books aren’t as reliable in the subject.

Babies cry a lot and figuring out what the problem was isn’t as easy as he had hoped for.

Not only that but your nipples were sore from breastfeeding causing you to frown all day, Megumi was in a bad mood because the baby didn’t let him sleep at night and he ended up stepping on a dirty diaper this morning, twice, barefoot.

While to others this might sound awful, Satoru was living his best life.

His son was just as in love with him as he was and he was livid. Putting him to bed was his self assigned job and his favorite part of the day. He’d go on talking forever explaining how his technique works and all he had to do to perfect it, of course his son didn’t understand a thing, but his voice really soothed the child so they both loved their bonding time.

Megumi would sneak in your room and sleep while hugging one of your legs while Satoru took the child out to get some sunlight in, even if he denied it, he was very much jealous of his baby brother, he just didn’t get as much time with you as before and he had no excuses to be babied like the infant was now. He wanted more and didn’t know how to ask for it, so even if you and Satoru were aware of his sneaky nap times, you both appeared ignorant to the teen.

Being a mother suited you so beautifully though, there was nothing Satoru loved more than seeing you with his son in your arms. The way your loving eyes landed on his little face, the kissy sounds you made at him to make him giggle, it was all just so perfect to him.

And being a father suited him just as much. The baby carrier he had hanging from his chest daily and the way he would always hold one of his tiny feet in one of his hands as he walked by proudly was the cutest thing this world had to offer.

He was a happy man.

Of course, him parading around with his child made the elders realize what was going on pretty fast.

Thankfully the child didn’t display any sign of inheriting infinity, at least not yet, something he had shown almost since birth, which made them back off quite fast with the promise of him trying to conceive further children with you.

Of course, he didn’t want this. Not because he didn’t want more babies, but because it terrified him knowing one of them could very well have it and be taken away from you. The thought of his son being exploited the way he was as a child was a constant nightmare for him.

But reality plays dirty tricks on you when you least expect them..

You being such a cute mama and having those swollen breasts full of milk caused…unexpected results…getting you pregnant once more before Shion even turned four months of age.

For someone who didn’t understand the concept of family, he was quite good at making one.

His first family member being the lovely teenage boy who loved the mother of his children more than anything in this world, more than him to be quite honest. But he regretted nothing, Megumi was as important in this family as little Shion was and the little baby girl inside your growing belly.

The family kept growing at an exponential rate, and this world was anything but safe. But having the strongest sorcerer by your side did help quite a lot, specially now that he’d gotten the titles of strongest dad and strongest husband to the list as he very much wished and thought never would.

His family was not conventional, it was broken even, starting with him.

But it was perfect the way it was.

He chose his own family after all.

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