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justauthoring · 1 year
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it’s one in the morning and the two of you are the only ones still awake.
there’s a blush dotted across your cheeks and inumaki’s hiding his face away with the collar of his shirt. the room is filled with a anxious silence, you want to say the words but can’t. you’re too embarrassed. he wants to say them too but…
inumaki can’t really say it anyways.
your eyes flicker upwards and the only thing lighting up the room is the moonlight from the window behind you. it illuminates inumaki perfectly, casted across his entirety and reflecting off his eyes. you love his eyes. have since you first saw him.
since they first made eye contact with yours.
violet and dark but his gaze was always soft, always warm. his eyes big and round and doe-like, you always felt butterflies flutter through your stomach when you caught those eyes staring at you.
but the moonlight is hitting them so perfectly in this moment. twinkling off his gaze like they were stars and you’re absolutely entranced, unable to look away.
he’s leaning forward in the next second, your breath halting as he pulls his collar down, revealing the lower half of his face. your eyes flicker to his lips first, wet with a slight sheen as he licks them slowly, nervously and then suddenly you can’t see them because they’re pressed against your own.
soft and warm, molding perfectly against your own as you curve into him.
his hands come up, unsure at first, settling just above your hips where he squeezes gently. your stomach feels like a pit of butterflies, riddled with nerves but unable to hide the excitement that courses through your veins — it’s exactly how you’ve dreamed of it being. soft and warm, but filled with passion; inumaki is every bit gentle with you while still managing to display just how he really feels.
then he’s pulling back, breathless.
“shake,” he whispers, meeting your eyes.
“inumaki-senpai,” you call back, words a hushed whisper as you try to catch your breath. you’re almost blown away, brain a fumbled mess as you try to register the fact that your long time crush and upperclassman just kissed you.
his head tilts at your reaction, concern blooming through his chest; “mustard leaf?”
you laugh lightly, eyes flickering downwards as you suddenly feel shy. suddenly, your feelings are too strong, stronger then they’ve ever been and you don’t know what to say or how to look—
a hand dips under your shin, grasping gently before pulling your gaze upwards.
to those pretty eyes you love so much.
he’s raising a brow, a silent question fluttering through his eyes as he stares back at you. you’re a bundle of nerves and you know that if you tried to talk, you wouldn’t be able too — at least not anything coherent. you feel entirely vulnerable in that moment, but not in a way you don’t like. you don’t mind being vulnerable if it’s with inumaki; simply because you trust him and know that he’d never do anything to hurt you.
so instead, you just nod, eyes flickering back to his lips before meeting his gaze once more, biting your own lip.
a silent invitation.
inumaki makes the move for you — like a good senpai — leaning forward once again until the familiar feeling of his lips tingle against your own once more.
this has literally been in my drafts for months and i completely forgot about it
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slttygeto · 6 months
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tags: pure filth, fem! reader, established relationship, use of a vibrator, squirting, dirty talk.
word count: 1k
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sex with suguru could only be described as unpredictable. sure, you were able to detect hints of lust thrown your way by the tall man, thick and rough pads of his fingers skimming over your smooth skin underneath your shirt as he passes behind you, hands gripping your sides and squeezing. your body reacts to his teasing and it’s easy to follow him to the bedroom. he feels in control, likes that sweet words and soft touches can make you end up on top of him, riding his dick like the sweet girl that you are.
however, when the two of you are…excessively needier than usual, sex can turn into something sort of animalistic. the carnal desire to devour one another, bring as many orgasms out of each other and the sounds—the sounds should embarrass both of you.
suguru doesn’t consider himself to be extremely vocal. he groans, moans and shows his appreciation for your ministration on his body but right now—his mouth won’t stop.
“yeah baby, yeaaah,” his words are straight up filth as he presses the vibrator to your clit. his pace is unforgiving, strong hips driving into yours with the force of a predator hunting. your hands are on the headboard, trying to protect your head from the contact but it’s all hazy.
“suguru!” you cry out, eyes staring down at where your boyfriend is pressing the pink vibrator against your clit. your legs try to close from the overstimulation, but a strong hand keeps them open and your head turns to the side with a loud cry.
“keep em open for me, fuck—don’t run away from it, I know you want it.”
your hand grips at the pillow beneath you whilst the other makes a failed attempt at gripping suguru’s forearm. choked sobs and whines are the only sounds you can manage as he starts rubbing the vibrator over your clit, your thighs shaking and twitching at the unbearable yet delicious stimulation.
“yeah? pussy wants a fat cock ruining her and a vibrator, a lil greedy, don’t ya think?”
as he says that, his free comes to your stomach and traces the skin with his thumb, very gentle at first and your brain feels like mush at the contrast between his brutal fucking, the vibrator and his gentle touch. but you should’ve known that suguru is the type to softly lead you into his territory, only to jump you the moment he notices that you let your guards down.
the hand on your stomach presses down and you hear several clicks on the pink device, and when your body jolts up—you realize that he set the level higher.
the gasp that escapes your body sounds inhuman, and your body tries to run away from suguru despite being caged between his strong thighs. he is fucking you with a purpose, needing to prove something—he towers over you and presses his forehead against yours.
“look at me, come on baby look up—theere she is,” he grins at your fucked out expression, half lidded eyes glossed over with tears that had already fallen a couple of minutes ago. “feels good, huh? should’ve done this sooner,” he leans down and kisses your pulse and then travels back up to your cheek and finally your ear.
when he starts fucking you at a different angle, your hands fly down to his hips and your nails dig into his skin. you can’t talk, you don’t trust yourself with words now—but suguru always thought you were like an open book to him. especially when naked and vulnerable beneath him.
“oh here?”
“fuck! fuck fuck fuck—“ you choke out a sob. “suguru—oh baby, I’m close, I’m so so close,” you’re blabbering, barely breathing and suguru’s self control is slowly dissipating. up until this point, he’s been able to control himself and not explode inside you. your cunt was squeezing him deliciously, your cries, the way you said his name or how you held onto him—suguru needed to cum inside you.
“yeah you are,” he breathes out, any hint of playfulness overshadowed by the sudden lust washing over him. his orgasm crept up on him fast, and he needed to make sure you fell over the edge first. “come on, I know you can cum for me,” he says while rubbing the vibrator over your clit.
when you finally cum, the added pressure of his hand on your stomach makes something snap in your stomach and you feel wet. you don’t have time to register, everything is like white noise for a while before your brain leisurely takes control again. your breathing slows down, yet your hands hold onto suguru’s shoulders as he throws the vibrator somewhere in the corner of your bedroom to grab onto your hips properly.
his eyebrows are pinched, a sheen layer of sweat coating his forehead as his bangs stick to the skin. he looks magical, even more so when you start to fuck up into him, help him reach his own orgasm.
“fuck baby—“
“mmm sugu,” you whine at how his dick keeps abusing that one spot inside you. “cum baby, please,” your arms wrap around his neck to pull him down into a hug. “fill me up, I want all of it,”
when being the one talked dirty to, suguru malfunctions. his brain short circuits and his body seizes up as he drops his head on your shoulder. he empties himself inside you with a few more stuttered thrusts, thick and hot ropes of cum serving as the reward of his hard and incessant fucking.
running your fingers through his hair, both of you take the time to catch your breath, enjoy the intimacy and the nakedness of it all. moments like these are precious, suguru’s body nuzzles against yours like a cat trying to live in your skin— and you giggle when his nose nuzzles against your pulse.
“ya liked the vibrator?” he mumbles against your skin.
“oh fuck—“ the realization hits you that were all messy from squirting on him. “I…came messy,” the shyness that washes over you, preventing you from saying “squirt” makes suguru laugh into your neck.
“you mean you squirted?”
“not the point!”
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note: another self indulgent piece. will i ever stop? no.
2023: all works belong to @ slttygeto. do not repost my works on any other platofrm.
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tteokdoroki · 5 months
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☆༉ — YUUJI ITADORI. isn’t it weird? how love never changes.
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about. no matter what anyone says, yuuji itadori’s love for you is unwavering and he hopes that you’ll never see a reason to change. not for anyone, not even him. (1K)
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fluff, characters are aged up to 20s and in college, weird gf and jock bf, yuuji is a jock and has obnoxious teammates, reader is an introvert and wears glasses, selfship coded i fear, fem!reader.
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“itadori, don’t you think your girlfriend is a little.. weird?”
the pink haired jock blinks once, then frowns  as he tugs a fresh shirt over his head — practice with his soccer team had ran a little longer than anticipated and he didn’t feel like coming home to you, his girlfriend, in a stinky old shirt. 
yuuji’s not sure when the topic of locker room talk had switched onto him and his love life but he cares enough to bite — not about to let his teammates talk smack about his girl. “where’d you get that idea from?”
another teammate speaks up. “when she comes to your games, she wears your sweatshirts but doesn’t cheer for you at all.” 
“she’s just shy, nothing wrong with that.” yuuji counters.
“whenever we hang out at the after partie she’s always… clinging onto you… doesn’t drink with any of us.”
“i told you, she’s a little shy,”  he stands up a little straighter this time, narrowing his eyes. “and parties aren’t for everyone. she might not like them but she’s there to support me. shouldn’t that be enough?”
“but dude…” someone else speaks up. “don’t you find any of that strange? like she’s just… weird.”
yuuji can’t get home fast enough after that. he almost falls to pieces when he sees you singing and shuffling your way through the cupboards in his dorm kitchen — making yourself a snack. he loves it when you stay over and he gets to watch you like this, so calm and at ease in his space. he feels grateful to even be sharing it with you.
weird isn’t a word that yuuji itadori would use to describe his girlfriend. 
he finds you intriguing. your relationship is still new, so all of the differences between you both interest him beyond belief. each time he discovers a new habit of yours (like the way you forget to take your glasses off when you sleep) or a fact about your life before college, or finds out something obscure relating to your hobbies and interests… yuuji can’t help but to fall in love with you all over again. like an astronomer who’s searching for the secrets of the universe, the pink haired jock wants to know every interesting little detail that makes you, you. 
that’s created the very person he loves today. 
“please never change,” yuuji breathes against the back of your head once he’s home. you can’t even comprehend the speed at which he’s dropped his gym back before he’s wrapped himself around you in the same manner that a boa constrictor would. only more affectionate. “and if you do, let me change with you.” 
being this close to itadori, you can smell his baby-fresh soap and the tinge of sweat from his work out. you can feel the strength of his arms as they squeeze you close from behind — like he’ll never let you go. he makes you feel loved even when it’s not on purpose, you go your every waking moment cared for and adored by yuuji itadori. it’s always subconscious, unwavering and steady. your love is stable like that, never dampened from those outside of the two of you — that much will never change. 
“that’s a big ask, yuu.” comes your contented hum, but you don’t stop your actions — continuing to make your snack while the pink haired jock squeezes you tight. as if to become one with you. “people change all the time.” 
you hold up a hand behind you and he sucks the peanut butter from your thumb eagerly. “i know, but i don’t want what anyone else says about you or us to make you change,” he mumbles petulantly against the shell of your ear, trying to find the right words as he tucks his face into your neck. “you’re perfect to me, as you are.” 
it’s cute that he reminds you of such a trivial little thing. those big brown eyes of yuuji’s see perfection in all of your flaws. he loves you so much you wonder if how much you feel for him even compares. 
“what’s gotten into you?” you giggle, spinning in his arms to stand on the tips of your toes — pressing a soft kiss to the point at which your boyfriend’s jaw meets his neck. it’s all you can reach. “did something happen?” 
yuuji hesitates for a moment, lips pursed and honey-glazed eyes cast to the side. he would never lie to you, that’s not in his nature — but he’d never want to hurt your feelings either. “the guys…the guys on the team said some stuff about us today,” his voice trails off and his hands trail upwards, dipping underneath the jersey of his that you wear to draw circles into your waist using his rough thumbs. he figures it’s best to tell you before one of his teammates  let it slip and hurt your feelings. he would rather die then let that happen. “they… they think you’re weird and that… that we’re too different.” 
“o-oh.”
a flash of pain comes with the territory of yuuji’s honesty, but he’s quick to soothe it as though he’s running your burn under a stream of cool water. “but i like you. like…really really like you,” the words rush out while his eyes stay serious and set in stone. your boyfriend grasps both of your hands firmly before you can even think to cry or pull away.
yuuji is there and he is constant and that is never changing. not for anyone, except for you. “and i like all of the funny things about you. that you’re a little quiet, that you’re always by my side, that you leave me notes in my gym bag or share your celebrity crushes with me. i like you for you. even if you’re a little weird — then…then i am too!” 
his hands, strong and yet so soft, traverse up to your round cheeks — tilting your head up to face him. “please don’t ever change because of what people say,” yuuji repeats tenderly, his lips finding the crown of your head in a gentle kiss. he stays there, like a magnet on metal and the world stands still for a moment. remaining the same, no longer changing, so that yuuji itadori can love you as is. “the way you are right now, it’s everything to me.” 
itadori only moves when you tip your head back to get a better look at him, he looks down at you through his unfairly long lashes — brown eyed gaze latching onto yours while your hearts sync up, beating to the same drum. “i’ll never change, as long as you promise to always love me like this.”
“i’ll love you the same way that i always have. like i’m the luckiest guy in the world, yeah?” he laughs and you smile — because it’s hard to be upset when yuuji is around, and protects your love so genuinely. 
you lean up and he meets you half way — pressing a slow and lingering kiss to the swell of your lips, wrapping his arms around you once again as you away to a silent tune in his tiny dorm kitchen. 
change is inevitable of course. the two of you will grow and become different people than you are right now — but you will always find your way back to the beautiful love that you hold. 
much like a butterfly that blossoms into something beautiful too.
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꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.
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xxsabitoxx · 10 months
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xxSabitoxx Full Fic Masterlist
╰┈➤ Return to Master Post
╰┈➤ Headcanon Masterlist
╰┈➤ Imagines/Drabbles Masterlist
Updated Aug.12th 2023
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Turn of Events | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ You and Sanemi are paired up for a mission by Ubuyashiki 
The Sunset Is Beautiful, Isn’t It? | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | ANGST
╰┈➤ I love you, but I have to let you go 
You Wouldn’t Last a Second | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ You think you can stay away from me? 
Kiss Away Your Scars | Sanemi x NB Reader | FLUFF 
╰┈➤ You’re a dumb ass for saying something like that
Unexpected | Tengen x Wives x AFAB Reader | SMUT
╰┈➤ You could have told me you were a married man
Unexpected Pt.2 Morning After | Tengen x Wives x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ Getting busy without us? 
Unexpected Pt.3 Stay | Tengen x Wives x AFAB Reader | SMUT
╰┈➤ Like you’d have me any other way… 
I Hate You | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ It seemed the water pillar hated you as much as you hated him
You’re Mine | Tengen x Wives X AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ You really think you’ll get her pregnant on the first try? 
Drippin | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ Being Rengoku’s tsugoku had its ups and downs. 
Little Pet | Akaza x AFAB Reader + Rengoku | SMUT 
╰┈➤ How ‘bout Doll? Baby? Oh I know, I’ll call you Pet 
Play Pretend | Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
╰┈➤ You’ll pose as a newlywed couple 
I Can Do It Better | Obanai x Mitsuri x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ I want to have a threesome. Me, you and Obanai 
I Still Do It Better | Obanai x Mitsuri x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ Back for more? 
Pick Your Poison | Yandere Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT w/concerning themes 
╰┈➤ I’m glad you finally found a tsugoku, Sanemi
Love Sick | Giyu x AFAB Reader + Shinobu | SMUT w/concerning themes 
╰┈➤ You didn’t remember anything about your life as a human 
Quickie | Tengen x AFAB Reader x Sanemi | SMUT 
╰┈➤ I’ve had enough of you
Stalker | Obanai x AFAB Reader | SMUT w/concerning themes 
╰┈➤ You had a sneaking suspicion you had a stalker 
Best Friend’s Brother | Sanemi x AFAB Reader + Genya | SMUT 
╰┈➤ You’ve got a thing for your best friend’s older brother 
Birthday Boy | Rengoku x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ So, birthday boy, what do you want as your final present? 
Good Girl | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ You think you’re so fucking clever, don’t you? 
You Wish | Gojo x AFAB Reader | SMUT
╰┈➤ I don’t think you meant to send those to me, angel. 
Respectfully, Fuck Off | Megumi x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ You were completely and utterly unbearable in his eyes 
Unfortunate | Hantengu Clones x AFAB Reader | SMUT w/concerning themes 
╰┈➤ You had fucked up, big time. 
Blizzard | Giyu x AFAB Reader | SMUT 
╰┈➤ Gotta stay warm some how 
Merlot | CEO Shinobu x AFAB Reader | SMUT
╰┈➤ Staying busy during a business dinner 
Roommates | Roommate Sanemi x AFAB Reader | SMUT
╰┈➤ and they were roommates… 
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toji-bunny-girl · 8 months
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𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞
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his hair is still slightly wet, and you could see the patch of dampness under his head through the darkness. it’s cold, and you’re hiding under the blanket—but you still don’t get much warmer even when you're clutching onto the sheets. 
you’re staring at Toji’s back, and you say to yourself you’re going to take the initiative to hug him for once. your hand is out from the blanket, shuffling towards him, only to flop it down near your face. once again, your shyness gets ahead of you.
it’s annoying, really. he’s your boyfriend yet you’re too embarrassed to even hold his hand—let alone hug him. it gets you thinking whether he finds you annoying as well sometimes. and when you fail to find any proof to defy your thoughts, it makes you even more reserved.
there is a sigh from his side before he flips himself around to face you, and you quickly shut your eyes and pretend to be asleep. nonetheless, Toji grabs you closer to him, wrapping your hand over him and hiding your head in his arms.
your face burns into flames from underneath your skin, and you’re sure he can feel how hot your cheeks are. you’re breathing in his smell and catch the whiff of your shampoo (no wonder you noticed your shampoo being less than the last time you used it).
“goodnight, Toji,” your voice is low as you stretch your head up towards his face. Your arm rests awkwardly over his waist, and he takes your hand into his, and now you holding him and he’s holding you.
“night, pretty,” he doesn’t forget to paste a kiss on your forehead, and you think you finally found a reason against your thoughts. Would he be as patient as he is if he finds you annoying?
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a/n: requested by @sinino1 <3 anyway this is probably my first fic in MONTHS
© toji-bunny-girl ― all rights reserved. do not modify, translate, plagiarise or repost my work
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jaegersdevil · 9 months
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boyfriend!gojo headcanons pt. 3
my baby boo cw: mention of hickeys masterlist
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bf!gojo either answers the phone with 'what?' or 'good morning my precious sugarplum'.... there's no in-between (and this goes for everyone..)
bf!gojo begs for a roomba just to name it custard and watch it run head first into the kitchen counter (thinks it's hilarious)
bf!gojo is terrified of mice. despite being the tallest mf ever, if he sees one mouse, he hops onto the table screaming
bf!gojo attempted to ride a motorcycle after you said it was hot, bro broke his arm...
bf!gojo sits upright in bed at odd hours of the night, and you wake up to him just staring at the wall because he's 'thinking' (it's creepy)
always look over your shoulder.... bf!gojo is somewhere waiting until you're off guard to slap your ass
you took megumi to get food, and bf!gojo got upset because he wasn't invited (he was literally on a mission) (gave both of you the silent treatment even though megumi was 11 years old)
bf!gojo's favourite songs are big weenie, big poppa, and bejeweled
bf!gojo gets lost all the time (took a trip to osaka? you're walking in circles around the city because satoru is too stubborn to ask someone/use an app for directions)
bf!gojo had a swear jar for megumi because the kid always got in trouble at school for it, and satoru was tired of having to send you down to the school to sort it out (he was banned from doing so after he swore at the principal as he defended megs)
bf!gojo bought resistance bands because his hamstrings were tight but he never touched them again after one slipped off his foot and struck him violently in the balls (you found him still on the floor in agony 2 hours after it happened)
bf!gojo uses his hands/takes a few moments to process his lefts and rights
bf!gojo is protective over his food so if you take one grain of rice he will bite you
bf!gojo keeps his hickeys visible because they 'complement his outfit'.....
bf!gojo pulls your earlobe with his teeth if you're ignoring him
bf!gojo keeps his big ass shoes in a pile at the front door (he can't put them next to each other nicely because he is a literal child)
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roturo · 10 months
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BITE ME
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summary: being a vampire hunter wasn't easy, and it became rougher when you encountered a cute tall white-haired vampire that would change up your opinions about them
warnings: smut, blood, vampire!gojo x vampire hunter!reader, sub!gojo, dacryphilia, gojo cries during sex lmao, kinda rushed, piv, unprotected sex, overstimulation, kinda fucked dumb tbh, blood lust, like it was love at first sight yass, no one is in their right mind, just horny tbh, loved this idea, maybe oc gojo idk, bc he's such a cutie pie here, aghdhsagbdy this is cute that im even surprised, never wrote for sub!gojo but idk, enjoy.
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Since little you were taught many things, but the most important one is to always hate vampires.
Living in a community divided by unnatural human beings and well, humans, made society enter into a conflict if both kinds of communities should mix. 
Your family was a well known vampire hunter, you lived in a forest far away from the city where most of the vampires usually exist between humans. Being a medical student made you learn a lot about the species that killed your dad. So being a recognized ‘vampire hunter’ wasn’t such a good thing.
Maybe that’s why you couldn’t stand being near them, nor living with them. That’s why when you had a vampire as a patient (who are most of the time the ½ vampires) you made sure of learning all about them, learning how to defend yourself from them, and even might kill them.
You have a specific freezer for human blood and some samples of whatever type of blood vampires have. Spending most of the time examining the different types of cells and differences from the human blood.
And that’s the thing. Having human blood and being alone in the middle of nowhere is not the safest option to avoid vampires.
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Gojo Satoru is a well respected young vampire, not by his ancestors though, since he decided to live more of a ‘pacific lifestyle.’ Humans had this thing where vampires couldn’t feed themselves with human blood. At this rate he doesn’t know if the new generations are good for everyone or just for humans, and do not even dare to talk about animal blood, that’s disgusting. 
But when he has the chance of drinking human blood, I'm telling you, this man becomes insatiable. Maybe that’s why society invented other types of supplements for vampires. But coming from a lofty clan, he couldn’t live from those disgusting things human called ‘’food’’
And well... when he saw this cute lady coming out from the hospital with a case full of blood bags (thanks to his supernatural power to identify the delectable human blood on his own) he couldn’t resist himself from following you until you got home.
Please let it be possible that vampires can be knocked out, you thought. You couldn't believe a vampire was standing right infront of your freezer looking for something. With all of the strength you could muster up, you swung the pan down right on his head, no doubt strong enough to give anyone a major concussion. Immediately, he fell to the ground, as lifeless as he wouldn’t be if he wasn’t a vampire.
“Holy shit…” You breathed out, shoulders high and tense. Looking down at him, you noticed how young he looked, and in all honesty, he didn’t look threatening at all. You felt a tinge of worry, wondering if he wasn’t a vampire after all, and you might’ve just killed him.
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So that’s how you find yourself here and how you might met the love of your life.
Edging closer to the man, you bent down to see if he was breathing. He was completely still. That didn’t tell you much, though, as he could be dead or…the undead.
Thank god you had a basement here, especially if anything like this happened. I guess following your dad's steps really helped you out. Which was why it was the best place to drag the vampire into. Maybe you could keep him in there and question him on how the hell he got into your house, and at the same time, you could keep him at a safe distance from yourself.
He was much heavier than you thought he was, but you guessed that came from his height. He was still unconscious but you guessed that it wouldn’t be for long. Suddenly, two large hands grabbed the rusted metal bars from inside of the room and you screamed as his face had come into view like a jump scare.
“Get me out.”
You backed up from the window as far as you could, going to the other side of the room. You didn’t know why you were so scared, mainly because he was behind a locked door. You guessed that despite whatever vampire strength he had, he couldn’t get himself out.
Maybe it’s the hit on his head still playing games? The metal bars your dad gave you for this?
“What are you doing? Let me out!” He frowned. “Why did you put me in here?”
“W-why are you in my house?” You asked him. He didn’t say anything for a second.
‘’Ah.. shit.’’ Right, the blood bags. “Bitch, I was hungry!” He yelled back, making you recoil. Did he just call you a bitch? “That’s why I’m here, because I was hungry and I thought that maybe I could steal some of the blood bags you have.’’
‘‘Have you been stalking me?!’’ How does this vampire know about the blood bags?!
‘‘Uh-... no?... Yes.’’
You sighed. “Do you have anywhere else to go?”
“No…not really.” He said as if he was embarrassed. “I decided to drop out of college when I turned, so I can’t go back on campus.”
 “You can stay here if you want.” You didn’t exactly feel sure about him staying here, but he might help you with your research. He’s still a vampire after all… he’s a threat. But fuck it, that's how you learn new things. You asked for his name after you told yours.
‘‘Okay… Gojo Satoru. But you have to stay in there for a while, until I trust you.’’
“What about when I’m hungry?” He asked.
“I’ll figure that out’’
“What about when I’m lonely?”
“...’’
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The faint sound of Gojo calling in your name woke you up. 
“What the fuck…?” You frowned, squinted eyes getting used to the sunlight. “Oh my fucking gosh.” You quickly got up from your bed, putting on your slippers, and stumbling out of your room, barely able to walk in a straight line. You stomped your way down two flights of stairs until you were met with Gojo holding on to the bars again. “What?!”
“Hi.” He greeted you. “It’s tomorrow, right? I can’t really tell since I’ve been locked in a basement of a dungeon with no light. But if it’s tomorrow, can I have a blood bag? It’s been weeks since I’ve eaten.’’
‘‘And why haven’t you eaten? There’s literal stores for you, vampires!’’
‘‘Ah.. well… I don’t like those.’’
‘‘What?...’’ You looked at him in disbelief for a few seconds. “You woke me up at 7 in the morning for a blood bag?”
“In my defense, I didn’t know it was 7.” He shrugged. You opened up the door of the cell, walking up the stairs, still tired from waking up only ten minutes ago. You heard him follow you, steps surprisingly light for someone as tall as he was.
He started looking around your house, kinda creepy for a vampire if you keep looking at weapons for them.
‘‘Um.. Are you a vampire hunter?’’
‘‘Yes.’’
He chuckled at your answer and sat on top of the table. ‘Why? Weren’t they banned like years ago? Humans even live with vampires, that’s silly from you.’’
‘‘Maybe I wouldn’t be silly if your kind didn’t killed my dad.’’
.... Shit. Maybe you shouldn't have said that.
‘‘Oh... I’m sorry.’’
You sighed, he didn’t mean it in a bad way, he shouldn’t receive this type of behavior from you.
‘‘It 's… okay. I’m not a vampire hunter like it, i’m more like a vampire examinator?’’ Well, you didn’t even think about that one before, if you didn’t want to kill vampires why are you doing this?
You handed him a blood bag from the freezer, watching his eyes light up made you slightly smile, he’s kinda cute. You woke up from your trance and slightly shook your head away from those thoughts.
“Remember not to rip it open and spill it.” You said. “Especially not on these old floors, it’ll soak right in.”
“Oh…right.” He said, twisting open the nozzle and drinking from there. You watched him down it in less than thirty seconds, his brows furrowed in concentration. After he was done, he set it down on the counter.
‘‘Uh.. Can I stay again tonight?... I can sleep on the floor again!’’
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One night turned into two nights, and two nights turned into a week, and a week, turned into a month.
You found yourself smiling at him, not noticing how used to him you’ve gotten. He was very peculiar in the least, but you guessed that was mainly because of him being a vampire. You found yourself wondering what he was like when he was a human. It was weird to know that the two of you were always in such close proximity without knowing it. Maybe it was fate. You snapped back into reality once he smiled at you, and you didn’t even think to return the smile. Instead, you looked down at your hands, picking at your nails as if you were busy. Honestly, you were embarrassed to get caught looking at the handsome vampire with boyish charm.
“Y'know…you’ve been holding out really well, so far.” You told him. “You have even helped me with my researches, nothing that I didn’t knew about, but still helped me confirm me”
He turned to look at you. “Really?” He asked, eyes brightening up a little.
“Really.” You nodded with a smile, and he lazily smiled back. “So, I’ve decided to give you a little present.”
“A present? What is it?” He asked curiously, words muffled by the fact that he was still entranced by the tv and some vampire supplement you bought for him 
“Guess.” You told him, feeling a bit mischievous. “I’ll give you a hint. It’s almost like…Why did we meet in the first place.”
“Hm?” He tilted his head to the side. “I’ve never hit you with a pan though? Or have I?” He furrowed his eyebrows in thought.
You rolled your eyes. “Don’t think too hard, you even called me bitch for it’’
“But I really can’t think of anything?” He said. “Can you just give me it? I’m not good at this guessing game…”
“Satoru…” You sighed, something was happening to you, on him... leaned towards him, softly caressing his cheek and giving him a small peck. That wasn’t the surprise, and you were as surprised as him when you did that. It’s just that his eyes looked so beautiful, his messy hair covering his forehead, and his cheeky smile while watching some shitty show on the tv... He froze in surprise, enough to not be able to kiss you back. 
“Oh…” He chuckled nervously, and you swore something on him changed the moment he looked right into your eyes again. “Can you maybe do it again?” He asked.
You responded with another kiss, one that he had returned this time, except for more fervor. It was like he was waiting to kiss you, dreaming about your lips on his. Did this mean…that you felt the same? Were you as infatuated with him as he was to you? He doubted that it was possible. All without you knowing, he might’ve fallen in love. Falling in love with a vampire, what they trained you hate most...  It only had to be fate that brought you two together.
“I really like you.” Gojo blurted out once you two parted.
“Do you mean that?” You asked him, slight insecurity peeking out from your otherwise hard shell. “I doubt you’ve met very many people in your life.”
‘‘Oh I have, but no one could compare to you sugar.’’ His lips attached to yours again, it’s like he was waiting for this moment his whole life.
¨S-satoru, wait!¨ He immediately stopped his actions, looking worried and for any kind of threat in you.
‘‘That wasn’t the surprise, you can try human blood again.’’
‘‘You got new blood bags? That’s amazing!’’ He was about to stand up from the couch when you stopped him sitting down on his lap, which made him froze.
‘‘I mean it's like… human, human. You can try my blood.’’
‘‘What?'' Silence passed.
''Are you sure? You’re not going to kill me or something right? I’ve seen those knifes you have in the basement and that could sure even kill Dracula.’’ You nodded and laughed at what he said.
He gulped, dark red eyes honing into the beating vein on the left side of your neck. He hesitantly bent down, nose to your neck as he took a big whiff of your sweet blood. He shut his eyes, fighting off the instinct to groan at just how good you smelled.
You chuckled at his reaction, ‘‘I mean it Satoru, this is me saying I like you too. I trust you.’’ With one more second of hesitation, he bit into your neck with his sharp fangs, and you felt a sharp pain. Your grip on his shoulders got tighter as you tried to distract yourself from the pain.
He couldn’t stop the moans of satisfaction at the magnificent taste of your blood, and you gradually noticed that something felt weird. You still felt the pain on the bite, but Gojo’s demeanor changed. It was almost as if he was enjoying it too much. His hands were grabby, not only on your hips, but in your waist and your bottom, and you gasped in surprise.
You started to notice what was going on when you felt how hard he was, his bulge pushing into your stomach.
¨’Toru…?’’ You breathed out, feeling light headed. He moaned, suddenly grinding his lower half into you. He then retracted his fangs, looking at you with wide, lust blown eyes, your blood dribbling down his chin.
“I’m s-sorry-“ He whined, placing you on the counter and rutting himself into you. “I’m so sorry, I-I don’t mean, to, I can’t help it-“ He broke out into an erotic moan, and despite how lightheaded and out of it you were, it aroused you to no end.
You assured him it was okay, looking into his eyes, you could find lust, but mostly embarrassment from it. You didn’t know that he could get this worked up from his own bloodlust, but you weren’t complaining. The only thing you had a problem with was the fact that there were too many clothes separating the both of you, but you didn’t think neither of you were in the right minds to seperate and take each article off.
“Can I be inside of you?” Gojo asked in between harsh breaths. “Please, please, please, I want to so bad-“ It was almost as if he was in pain, rutting into you so hard that you bounced on top of his lap each time. You nodded your head aggressively, opening your legs so you were caging his. You were wearing black leggings, and you thought that they’d be quick and easy to take off, but Gojo instead decided to rip them down the middle, doing so with ease.
“Satoru…!”
“Sorry! It’s just… I can’t take it any more baby..” He apologized over and over again, even as he released his cock from its confines, holding the thick base in between a shaky fist. He moved your panties to the side and slid in with one thrust. The both of you whined loudly at that, and he couldn’t wait any further before he started pounding into you with fervor. You heard the sound of your wet heat, but you didn’t care, mouth agape in a silent scream as he pounded into you with no remorse.
Well…some remorse. He couldn’t stop apologizing as he fucked into you, begging for you to forgive him for being so dirty and succumbing uncontrollable urges.
You yelped as he picked you up from the back of the couch, holding you in his arms as he dropped you on his cock over and over.
“Fuck!” You cursed. “M-more, more-“ You chanted, feeling his cock deep inside of you. You saw tears start to slide down his cheeks and he cried with pleasure. You clenched around him, wanting to see him unravel even more, which made him fuck you on his cock even faster, using you like a rag doll. His vampire strength had kicked in once he drank your sweet blood, something that he was afraid he’d get addicted on since he tasted you for the first time.
He was addicted to your warmth, your lips, your blood, and especially the way your pussy just sucked him in, holding tight and never letting go
“F-fuck, ‘toru, I’m cumming!” You moaned, your pussy convulsing around his cock and making him go crazy. You came around him, eyes rolling to the back of your head. He nearly slammed you into a wall, fucking you roughly, the slick from your cum making it easier to slide in and out of you.
You were extremely overstimulated, your abused pussy needing a break, but Gojo couldn’t stop. He let out nearly pornographic moans as he fucked you through yet another orgasm, not even noticing exactly what you were going through.
You just had to sit there, his cock inside of you, moaning his name again and again., taking just what he needed to give you.
“Oh fuck, (Y/N)-“ He whined, more tears spilling out of his eyes. You were out of it, dazed and cock drunk. “I’m gonna cum— ah!” He mewled out as he finally came, stilling inside of you as he filled you up. His legs shook as he shut his eyes tightly in pleasure.
After he finally calmed down, it was as if he returned to his senses. He quickly pulled out, immediately apologizing as you winced. He gently put you down, but your knees buckled, almost dropping to the floor, yet he caught you.
“(Y/N), I’m so sorry-“ He said, putting his softening member back in his pants. “I can’t believe I just did that to you, I really didn’t mean to, are you okay?“
“‘Toru, I’m fine.” You said to him, holding onto him tightly so you wouldn’t fall. You were still a bit lightheaded, but you were able to reassure him. “I didn’t expect it, but I’m really okay.”
“You shouldn’t have let me drink from you.” He said, tears still falling. “I’ve ruined everything, how could I get so out of-“
You interrupted him with a kiss to shut him up.
“Listen, ‘toru��” You said softly, the nickname making him calm down a bit. “You did nothing wrong. At all. I am more than fine. In fact…I really liked it.”
You watched as his ears got red. “Y-you liked…that? Did I not hurt you?”
You shook your head with a chuckle. “No. In fact…you made me feel really…really good.” You smiled, making him get even more flustered. “I’m just kind of tired. As good as you made me feel, you wore me the hell out.”
“I can carry you to your bed.” Gojo said, quick to pick you up. she then noticed your ripped leggings and destroyed panties. He gulped, feeling even more sorry. “And I can help you change into clothes that aren’t ripped…”
¨What if I tell you I want another round?¨
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madlumqx · 2 years
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how they would kiss you. | multiple. jjk.
synopsis | how the men in jjk would kiss you.
who | nanami kento, gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro, megumi fushiguro, yuji itadori, inumaki toge
warning | a tad bit suggestive (toji's) so minors pls dni or skip that part!, unbeta'd reading, established!relationship, gn!reader
a/n | i stumbled upon this trope list by @urfriendlywriter and just had the biggest spark to write ,,, like ever. writing this and relating the types of kisses based on my own personal headcanons ! chosen hottie for the cover is gojo ^-^
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— NANAMI KENTO.
i chose goodbye kisses for him.
strikes me as the type who would pull you in for a lingering kiss every damn time before he leaves for work, a walk, grocery shopping, or just when he leaves for anything without you by his side.
as a man who prefers intimate moments with his significant other in the peace of his own home, he makes sure to make his affections known.
"y/n? i'll be leaving now." your boyfriend announces as he sets his coffee mug on the table and heads for the front door of your small home together.
you knew what he meant by that and make your way towards him from the living room, a small smile on your lips as you stare at him adoringly. a tiny smile of his own forming as your figure approaches him.
his big arms circle around your frame and pull you in, placing a sweet kiss to your forehead, nose, then finally a lingering one to your lips. "i shall be home right before you know it, okay?" he mumbles against your lips, unwilling to let you go.
"mhm, i know, ken. you hate going into overtime. but please go now before you get late yourself." you scold him a bit, patting his chest as you place another kiss to his lips. "be safe out there, okay?"
"always, my love. i'll come back home to you soon."
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— GOJO SATORU.
messy kisses for this one!
listen to me first !! ik this man would be an incredible kisser but in the heat of the moment?
yeah, he won't be holding back. with your hair and his all messed up with the sheets wrinkled as the make out session gets heated.
it started out a playful fight; gojo started a tickle battle between the both of you but someone ended up with him on top of you with your lips now connected with his.
your digits curl into his snow-like hair as his teeth bite into the plush area of your lips, tongue swiping against its lower brim to appease you a bit before exploring the familiar warmth of your mouth. the rustling of the sheets and your breathless whimpers replacing the boisterous laughter the two of you had just moments earlier.
your boyfriend leans back to stare at you with a cocky grin, placing a few more kisses to your lips before licking it playfully, causing you to pull against his hair. "geez baby, you could've told me you had a thing for hair pulling." he says, eyes staring at your bruised lips.
"you look so fuckin' pretty when i kiss you like that."
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— GETO SUGURU.
HNG THIS MAN I SWEAR
n e wayz, he gets the type of kiss wherein you just know they're the one for you, that they're the one you can see your whole life with.
fell for you first but denied it until the moment his lips met yours after having a long fight.
now he wants nothing more than to just be with you for eternity.
sat by the kitchen island, you busied yourself with a book just to clear your mind from the fight you just had with geto. it was the first one the two of you had ever since he moved in with you after your previous roommate left.
you couldn't even remember the cause of the fight in the first place.
hearing his footsteps behind you, you sigh. "geto, please don't. i don't want to f-" your words were cut off when the seat swiveled and you were facing him, his face distraught. "geto what are you-"
you couldn't even continue as his lips landed on yours, his hands caging you in as he grips the table for support. despite being so stunned, you felt yourself slowly let go and enjoy the feeling of his brims against yours. like it was always meant to be like that.
"forgive me, y/n." geto says as soon as he breaks the kiss, looking at you with an expression mixed of guilt and relief. "i... i just needed confirmation that my feelings were true. i... i couldn't handle the fight we had and thought i was going insane for how i felt. but this confirmed that i want you in my life forever now."
"you don't have to worry, geto. i feel just the same way as you do."
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— TOJI FUSHIGURO.
hehe needy kisses for this mfkin hottie.
daddiest of all the daddies.
what else can i say about this man? he fucks like a GOD.
didn't really kiss whenever he does anyone
you're the only exception though.
if his lips weren't on yours, the moans you were producing would probably be heard throughout the entire neighborhood you were living in.
toji's fingers were toying with your nipples as his lips kissed you roughly, teeth biting into your bottom lip as he groans at the sound of your whine from the pain you had just felt. it was music to his ears to hear that come from you; it was addicting on his end.
you moaned even more when you felt him teasingly grind his hard cock against you, making him smirk to himself.
"want all of this, darling? work for it then."
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— MEGUMI FUSHIGURO.
baby right here gets shy kisses!
our introverted boy would be red in the ears as he feels your kiss
would slowly get addicted to it though.
but would never initiate it unless he really wanted it; still, would be very shy, probably act all nonchalant about it.
unsure of how it happened, megumi was frozen in his place. he was hyperaware of his hands resting against your hips while you lean in. his heart was beating a thousand times faster than when he would go out on crazy missions with his classmates.
he liked you for the longest time but never really did anything to make it known until yuji's loudmouth slipped it out in a conversation with you in earshot. now he's here.
the kiss was sweet and innocent, yet his heart couldn't seem to calm down.
your lips on his sent his mind into overdrive, you tasted like a mix of chocolate and strawberries, the ones the two of you ate before everything spiraled into the very moment the both of you are in right now.
once you pulled away, megumi hid his face against the crook of your neck mumbling how he liked it and how you were such a good kisser. just don't mention his red ears and flushed face.
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— YUJI ITADORI.
yo fr ,,, he just soft kisses for me.
imagine a sunday afternoon with him, watching something on the tv or sitting on his lap while he plays games
and just peppers you with loving kisses from time to time
IM JUST— 🥺🥺🥺
itadori admires you so damn much. he's a clingy mf whenever you're around and would flaunt you at any given point bcs sometimes he can't believe himself how he manages to have you as his lover.
but there are also days when he just wants to have you in his arms and have you all to himself without any interruptions; like this pretty sunday afternoon where the two of you are situated on the bed, all snuggled up while he plays games and you're just watching him.
"you good there?" he asks, eyes glued to the screen as he defeats one final boss, placing a kiss to your forehead. you muster a nod, feeling the drowsiness settle in.
judging by the lack of your response, he pauses the game and looks at you with adoration evident in his eyes. yuji leans in to press a soft kiss to your forehead, eyes, nose, wherever his lips could land before peppering your lips with multiple kisses.
"go sleep now, y/n. i'll be here when you wake up." he says, hugging you even closer to him.
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— INUMAKI TOGE.
brOOOO resonates with kisses on your body so much.
not even the sexual kind (though he does that)
with his lack of words most of the time, he would do pretty much anything else just to make his love for you known.
which includes the plethora of kisses you get from him on the daily.
"shake." inumaki says as he flops on the bed next to you, clearly exhausted from the mission he had to do with the others. you smile and open your arms for your boyfriend who's clearly excited to just melt in your embrace.
"hello to you too, handsome." you greet him, kissing his forehead which he repays with kisses of his own. placing some on your lips, jawline, neck, collarbones, even your arms and hands which caused you to chuckle.
"did you miss me that much?" you ask him, to which he nods. he looks at you with expectancy.
"okay fine i'll tell you all the gossip from work today too."
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PEEPEEPOOPOO jjk men said you should reblog this !!
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fonkymonkeyfriday · 1 year
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Imagine being cat parents with Gojo.
He comes home to you with a kitten all snug inside his jacket. “‘Ru! Is that a cat?” You grab the cat out of his jacket and you’re literally going to cry from how cute the kitten was. “Where did you even find this sweet thing?” He then goes into dramatic detail about how he rescued the kitten from a curse who was about to eat it. Honestly he saw the kitten in the alley way and was like “You’re coming home with me.”.
Once you found out the cat was a boy, Gojo was desperate to convince you to name the boy Gojo Junior. You vetoed him immediately. After about a week of thinking of names you finally agreed on naming him Appa. He had the same color palette as Appa and you’ve both just binged ATLA before Gojo brought him home. More often than not Gojo usually calls him my son rather than Appa. That’s for only when he’s being scolded.
Appa is almost exactly like Gojo, personality wise. He is so loud meowing at you or Gojo for no reason. Gojo meows back sometimes and you have to endure at least five minutes of your two boys meowing at each other. “I just want my son to know I’m listening.”
He also is such a snacker like his dad. If Gojo is eating something, so is Appa. I like to believe that Appa is chunky only because Gojo will give him a piece of whatever he's snacking on.
Don’t even get me started on those two attention whores. They are always fighting for your attention for no reason. If you’re all snuggled up on the couch with Appa, Gojo is immediately picking him up and placing him on the ground. Just so he can take Appa’s spot and just lay his giant self on top of you. Appa just sits there all upset and narrows his eyes at Gojo. He gets him back though. You and Gojo will be getting it on when it happens. You're perched on Gojo’s lap. You’re grinding down on him, kissing on his neck, you guys lock lips and he’s sliding his tongue past your lips. He gropes your ass and he’s about ready to just rip your clothes off when he hears that annoying meow right next to him. You pull back and giggle, petting the fluffy boy that hopped on the bed next to you. Gojo just sits there pouting his arms crossed. Appa hops off the bed leading you in the direction of his food bowl. You kiss Gojo on the forehead before you leave, you turn back to wink at him. “You’ll get your turn too, pretty boy. I’ll be right back.”
And god forbid Gojo is away for too long. Gojo will be away on a mission and Appa sits right by the door all day till he gets back. He’s so miserable without his dad. As soon as he hears the keys to the apartment he’s sitting at the door meowing. Gojo scoops him up as soon as he walks in the door and Appa’s squishing his face into Gojo’s trying to get all of his attention. Appa gets so salty when Gojo puts him down so he can go greet you. He is so mad he just runs between Gojo’s legs and trips him.
As much as he loves his Gojo he’s a momma's boy through and through. You and Gojo get into an argument and Appa is parked right by your side and Gojo swears Appa is glaring at him. If you end up leaving the argument and walking away to your shared bedroom, Appa is right by you, chin held high and won’t even spare him a glance. Though once you both are asleep Appa can’t even handle not being able to sleep by you both. He wakes you up and makes you follow him all the way to the couch where Gojo was sentenced to for the night. This ends up with you sleeping on top of Gojo with Appa sleeping on top of your back.
A/N: Debating if I want to make a series about Appa the cat or not. Let me know if you would like more :)
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pinkluhvv · 3 months
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Hiii! All good? I hope so!
Do you crossover? I wanted to request a prompt where the reader, who came from the kny universe, somehow ended up in the jujutsu universe. The reader has the breath of mist and I think it would be funny to see him trying to fight the curses and seeing that it's not working "I think there's something wrong with these demons🧍".
As for who would find the reader I would prefer Gojo, but it's your choice! Thanks in advance ♥️
note; i assumed since you said "he" you wanted a male reader, if not maybe i misinterpreted, sorry if so :)) i tried my best, and i wasn't too sure how to go about this, but i hope you enjoy it
[ no use of y/n (replaced with [f.name], might be ooc, reader is sorta cocky and a lil rude, but gojo is too ]
Once again the nichirin sword sliced through nothingness when he swung through the disturbing figure that stood tall. "First form, Mist Breathing; Low Clouds, Distant Haze."
The boy breathed through gritted teeth, swinging once more and watching as the mist dispersed, but the figure did not, it stood with a creepy smile on its face and giggling about devouring him.
The boy stood confused, tilted head, hand lifting up to scratch at his scalp in mild confusion—actually severe confusion. This day could've went any other way, but here he was, mindlessly swinging at an entity he thought to be a demon, watching it stand still if nothing could hurt it—and with the tides of this very one-sided fight nothing could hurt it.
But as the boy raised his katana to try once more, a pale hand came over his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.
"Do you really think that's gonna work?" A head of white hair came into view as the strangers head leaned down to catch a glimpse of the boy's face. He was laughing at him? Cruel, yes, he was.
He spun around and away from the strange man, sword held high in his hands as the darkened world around melted away, the looming figure of the entity melting into the ground at the mere sight of this man. "Who are you and what are your dealings?"
"I saw you struggling," he chuckled, "I just thought you'd want my help, hm?" He ended with a cocky head tilt, a smirk crossing his lips that seemed to have lip gloss on them.
"Why would I want your help?" [f.name] responded, narrowing his eyes accusingly. It looked as though the stranger had offended [f.name] by assuming he needed help with anything.
"Because," the stranger sassed, placing his hand on his hip and popping it out to the side, "you weren't using any cursed energy while I was watching, it was p—"
"Huh? What's cursed energy?"
"Don't cut me off—you don't know what cursed energy is? Are you not a Jujutsu Sorcerer?" The stranger stepped towards [f.name], arms moving to cross over his chest as he leaned forward to look down on the boy.
"What nonsense are you speaking? Cursed energy? Jujutsu Sorcerer?" The more the stranger went on about this the less [f.name] understood. This might be a long day. "Are you a demon? Is this some sort of trick!"
"A demon? No, you stu—don't swing that at me!" Let's rephrase that, this will be a long day.
"There's something wrong with your demons stupid! They won't go down!" [f.name] swung the blade at the strange man before he eventually swatted it from his hands, [f.name] choosing to stand blinking, almost seething with rage.
He broke his nichirin sword.
— later that day
"I don't believe you." Gojo stated, arms crossed over his chest, an eyebrow raised at [f.name]. "Fighting demons sounds crazy."
"Fighting demons is crazy, and I think your demons are weird. They don't even react when I swing!" [f.name] wildly swung his arms around as if to prove a point.
"What demons?"
"The demons here, they lurk everywhere, they're weird." [f.name] rolled his eyes.
"Those aren't demons." Gojo's eyes following [f.name] from behind his sunglasses. "You're forcing me to waste a perfectly good day on this."
"I am not forcing you to do anything. You're the one following me around." [f.name] groaned in annoyance, walking faster than Gojo.
"If I didn't follow you around then you'd get lost, right?" Gojo mocked, arms on his hips. "You don't even have to answer that, I know you'd get lost without me as your tour guide."
"I've known you for maybe two hours and I'd rather get lost than deal with you."
Gojo scoffed in offense, cocking his head to the side at the nasty scowl [f.name] threw him, but continued to follow him around.
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ackermonie · 2 years
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beep. beep. beep.
every time you gained consciousness, that’s the only thing you heard. the constant, agonizing, high pitched sound of the machine somewhere beside you, the only thing proving that you were still hanging on to life.
you thought that was it. you thought that was how you were gonna go, inevitably crushed by a cursed spirit that proved how weak of a sorcerer you were, but you guess those beeps only mean that you’re not as inferior as you thought you were.
maybe a part of you was wishing that this would’ve been it, something to put an end to the endless fight you and the rest of jujutsu sorcerers have.
you felt something cold against your cheek a few minutes ago. someone’s hand. it shook you off unconsciousness, but it took you some handful minutes to finally open your eyes.
you don’t know how long you’ve been asleep for, but it’s dark. the room is only lit up by a couple of distant spots, and it’s raining outside. you cant hear the tears from the sky hit the windows somewhere to your left, and that naturally catches your attention.
your look to the side, the slight strain in your neck making you moan just a bit.
someone is standing there, you see their silhouette. a tall, broad figure standing by the big window, hands in their pockets, and when their face gravitates in your direction at the sound you produce, you see it.
the tall hair, falling down to the center of his back and a high half- bun. you’re not so sure about being alive, now.
because if you were, he wouldn’t be here.
it’s been years. years since you last saw him, since he left. he wouldn’t come find you after all those years. you were convinced.
he whispers your name, and he sounds like him. low, gentle, a bit gruff, it’s your suguru.
in the time that you slowly blink, he is by your side. getou leans down to get a good look at you, and god, isn’t he beautiful?
you always thought so. you would openly stare at him, back then, and he would stare right back at you from across the table with that sweet smile of his. you would let your eyes break down his every feature, painting another replica in your head for times you weren’t aware would come sooner than you’d like.
cold hands are on your face again. you see an agonized gaze on a face you so miserably missed, and all you can do is lay there and stare up at him.
“i knew you would make it,” you can’t believe you can hear his voice again. you thought you lost that luxury long ago. “well done, my darling.”
“suguru,” your voice barely makes it past your lips, but it reaches him.
you know it did when he frowns that sad fucking frown of his. you will your hand to reach his, but your grip isn’t strong enough to hold onto his hand. the skin of your palm barely brushes agains his knuckles, and before it falls to the pillow beside your head, long fingers catch yours.
your eyes can barely stay open at this point, but he brings your hand to his own cheek. he leans into your touch like a starved man, and you can physically feel your heart shattering in your chest.
he turns his head to plant a kiss on the inside of your palm.
“i’ll make them pay.” he says in your hand. “i’ll make those monkeys pay.”
your eyes fall closed. you will yourself to stay up, to savor a reunion after so long, but your body refuses to stay awake.
“i wish you were real,” you find yourself whispering before you slip back into unconsciousness.
but he was real. he stayed with you every other night until you gained back your consciousness and sneaked behind everyone’s backs like a little kid. watched as your chest went up, down, up, and even memorized the pattern of your heartbeats just to notice if anything changes.
and he will make them pay. he will make them all pay.
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telleroftime · 6 months
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Hear me out, Takuma with a Reader that's a few years his senior. Nanami's age or older. I don't know what it is about this thought that has me smiling but I do think it would be adorable. Seeing how Takuma looks up to Nanami a lot, if Reader was around the same age Takuma would probably also respect them. And then mix into it mutual pining. It would be perfect. "Do I love them out of respect or do I love them out of adoration?" And then both of them realise that it's adoration and they both end up so flustered.
And oh how wholesome the relationship could be. If Reader focuses on domesticity, Takuma would get to come home to love and affection. He'd get to come to a happy home. And if Reader has a lot of money just imagine spoiling him. Buying him small gifts and looking at him with so much love in their eyes. They're both smitten.
And since Reader would have those few more years of experience in life, either in general society or as a Jujutsu sorcerer, they would get to support him and be his pillar. And the opposite applied too. Takuma could brighten Reader's day just by being there and smiling and all of that jazz. He could ramble about his day and that would be enough for Reader.
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bluesravens · 2 years
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jjk smau part 2
warnings: none
pairings: undecided
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spotgojo · 2 years
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ᘛᘚ JUJUTSU KAISEN
GOJO SATORU
roommate!gojo
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xxsabitoxx · 8 months
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As a late birthday gift for @renhoeku - here are some Sugar Daddy Satoru thoughts... cause why tf not
First of all, Satoru wouldn't be in it to gain anything, truly. He can't even begin to describe what it is about you that is just so... intoxicating to him. He wants you, sure he does, but what he wants to do more is spoil the fuck out of you. Something about you drives him absolutely wild. Maybe it's the way you smile at him, or maybe it's the way you get so excited when talking about the things you love, he can't quite place his finger on it but it makes his heart do backflips.
Satoru isn't subtle with his offer to you, stating very bluntly that he wants you to be his sugar baby - nothing in return, no catches, nothing you need to repay - he just wants to spoil you the way you deserve to be spoiled. The first time he takes you out shopping, he finds it utterly adorable that you are so hesitant to pick things out. So, he observes you closely, following you around each store you enter and noting the items you admire before inevitably telling him there is nothing there you want. Lies, of course, but you aren't used to someone being so willing to drop tens of thousands of dollars on you in one day.
Satoru drags you back to every store you "didn't want anything" in and calls over an employee. You're stunned to silence when Satoru requests to buy every single item you had been wistfully observing. When I tell you he has no limits either? Doesn't matter if it was a $2 hand sanitizer or a $15k purse, he's buying it with no hesitation. He doesn't care what he buys, so long as you are happy. A new wardrobe, perfumes, accessories, makeup, hair products, shoes, books, art supplies, collectibles, food, whatever the hell your heart desires - Satoru is buying it with a smile on his face.
He's addicted to how your eyes light up, every single time, without fail. He can't get enough of your sweet "thank you!" and the little kisses you give him after. He can't help but laugh when you jokingly ask him if there is anything he wants in return. He's honest with his answers when he boldly claims that you and your smile are all he desires. The way your eyes widen, the small gasp that leaves you, it makes his heart flutter with need.
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Satoru refuses to initiate anything romantic with you. Not because he doesn't want to - because fuck does he want to - but because he doesn't want you thinking he's only doing this to earn your love.
Lucky for him, it's impossible for you to not catch feelings. You can tell he's genuine, even though you had your doubts at first. You were delighted to know that Satoru really was doing this because he wanted to, not because he had something to gain.
So, one night, after months of this "sugar daddy" relationship, you finally decided to return the favor to him. Even though you knew he would get mad at you for it, you bought yourself the prettiest lingerie you could afford with your own money. You got it in his favorite color and put it on under a little dress that hugged your body perfectly. Your plan was to seduce him, and reward him for treating you like a goddess these past few months. When he got home from work that night, he was surprised to see you sitting on his couch dressed in the most jaw dropping attire he had ever seen
"What's this?" Satoru murmured softly, cheeks flushing pink as you got up and sauntered over to him. His blew eyes were locked on the dangerous sway of your hips. "It's my treat to you, Toru~. You've been treating me so well, I want to return the favor." "You know you don't have to... I made it clear I was doing this because I wanted to..." He didn't want you to feel obligated to return the favor in any capacity. But, you shushed him, placing a delicate hand on his bicep. "I told you, Toru, I want to do this... I've been wanting to for a while now... you deserve it."
He was sold, the little self-restraint he had went flying out the window after you uttered those pretty words. Satoru ended up taking you then and there on his way too-expensive white couch. He had teased you the whole time, telling you it would be a shame if you were to ruin his furniture with your arousal. All the while he was praising you for knowing him so well, actually taking the time to admire your body in the lingerie before tearing it off of you. You had told him you bought it yourself, laughing as he scolded you - marking your neck with his teeth before whispering about how he'd repay you for it.
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toji-bunny-girl · 2 years
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thinking about cute domestic shit with Toji </3 like, every night, the two of you always wait for each other to be done with your works before heading into the bathroom and brushing your teeth together—your eyes watching him through the mirror and him looking at you through the mirror as well.
then in the morning when you both wake up, you’ll have breakfast before lazying around and making the bed together, your plushie collection running from your side of the bed to his.
in the evening when you’re back home from dinner and you have time to spare, you’ll draw the bath while he does his workout and the two of you would go into the bathtub together, relaxing in both the warm water and his hold. when you’re done bathing, he’ll watch as you do your skincare and lotion, sometimes letting you put your mask on him just because the way your fingers work on his face feels so good.
and sometimes during the night, you’ll both go into the kitchen and scavenge for late–night snacks before heading into the bathroom to brush your teeth together again.
it’s a routine for the both of you. a routine that makes him all warm and feel at home. a routine that Toji counts everyday as a blessing—not knowing when’s the next day he won’t be coming home to you again; to his routine.
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