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lale-txt · 22 hours

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❥ falling asleep besides you for the first time ↳ w/ Toji, Naoya, Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Higuruma, Sukuna & Choso

a/n: this came over me like a fever dream during another episode of insomnia. some of those drabbles are a little sad, i apologize. it's what you get with all those tragics characters. reader is gn!

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𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 doesn’t even want to fall asleep; it’s not like he had a good night of rest ever since… well. He tells himself he’s just gonna close his eyes for a bit, stretched out on the couch next to you, his weary head in your lap. There’s still blood on his hands and on the side of his face, he’s gonna get cleaned up in just a bit, he mumbles, but the words come out heavy and drowsy, and your fingers are tangled in his hair now and your voice is this sweet whisper, baby, I love you anyway, and Toji–Toji just gives in. For the first time, sleep doesn’t come over him as a heavy veil, as if he’s drowning; for once it’s something peaceful, something quiet. Something he welcomes. Next to you, you with your fingers woven between his, you who loves even the broken parts of him, you with quiet love and reassurance that you’re still gonna be there when he wakes up again.

𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀 hasn’t had another warm body next to him under the covers in a long time. He doesn’t realize how much he missed this until your body melts into his, one leg swung over his thighs, your arm sneaking around his waist and your head finding its spot in the crook of his neck. His cheek falls softly against your forehead when he pulls you closer, breathing in the scent of you that’s the closest to home he ever felt, pressing kisses on the crown of your head. It’s not just lust–oh, he wants to devour you, but there’ll be time in the morning–it’s the absence of loneliness and unspoken confessions. Higuruma can tell when he’s falling in love and in this moment he’s wading deep, deeper through his feelings for you, biting his tongue so they don’t spill out all over the pillows and into you. You already know anyway, and when the sun comes up again, you’ll lick them from the cave of his mouth like a prayer.

𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐘𝐀 can’t fall asleep, not on his wedding night, not when your mouth is whispering all those words he’s demanding from you. His cheek is pressed against your palm while he’s pinning you down, almost nuzzling into it like a touch-starved stray, golden eyes lingering on you. Say you’re mine. Again. Say who you belong to. Mine. Mine. All mine. He isn’t aware how pleading he sounds, how raspy his voice gets the more you obey, every time you sigh his name so softly into his open mouth. Naoya doesn’t care if you’re lying, as long as you wear your wedding band on your ring finger for everyone to see. You’re his to keep now, and if he could have it his way, you would be forbidden to leave this bed forever; he wasn’t aware just how much he had craved the presence of another being by his side at night, one who doesn’t leave once he had his share of pleasure. No, you’re his now, and before sleep eventually finds him, he’ll make sure to sink his teeth into you till his name rolls off your tongue like a lullaby.

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 doesn’t let go of your hand; he’s afraid it’ll go cold if he allows himself to let his guard down even for one second. This isn’t how he had imagined spending the first night with you. Not under the fluorescent lights of the infirmary, not with your body wrapped in gauze and machinery monitoring your heart rate. It dawns on him as he’s sitting on your bedside–how attached he’s gotten to you, then: How he had almost lost you today. He squeezes your hand tighter and sighs, his weary head sinking down on the mattress. Your fingers twitch and find their way into his hair, combing through it weakly. As if they say, it’s okay, I’m alive, you’re not to blame. So please don’t leave and take all your love with you. And Nanami takes your hand once again and kisses your fingertips, pressing promises against your skin, promises of a future where you and him can just be, one where he can finally put all of these feelings down, down in your open and gentle palms for you to keep.

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 is clingy throughout the day, but even more so at night. He doesn’t like the eerie quiet that settles in once the sun has sunken, not when he can listen to your steady breathing next to him instead, so naturally he feels a rush of joy when you push your futons together for the first time. His heart is beating way too fast to find sleep now, his eyes taking in everything about your sleeping figure, from the way your chest rises and falls to how your nose scrunches slightly for a moment. Choso wants to know what you’re dreaming about, what colors your dreams are, and if he’s ever in them. He wants to engrave himself into your being, wants to keep you wrapped in his arms forever. His kisses feel light against your skin, careful not to wake you but enough to fill his desire. Choso loves you with his entire being, and sleep is merely an obstacle, cutting away from your time spent together–though he must admit, his eyes flutter shut quite easily in your embrace.

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 realizes that his idea of ‘sweets in bed’ now has a double meaning, seeing you sprawled out in his sheets with candy wrapping paper clenched between your fist and more of it lying on the floor. Cute, he can’t help but murmur as he lays down next to you on his side, mustering you with an amused smile on his lips. When he told you to knock yourself out on the sweet souvenirs he brought, he didn’t assume you would take it that literally. His thumb brushes over the corner of your mouth, collecting some of the powdered sugar that’s still stuck there, and Gojo could swear he never tasted anything sweeter than this when he brings it to his tongue. He gently replaces the trash you hold onto in your sleep with his fingers, woven between yours, and pulls you close to him, his tall figure embracing you; and for the first time in a long time, Gojo feels a wave of calm wash over him, allowing him to exhale and sink into a dream almost as sweet as you.

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 doesn’t know why he keeps entertaining your antics. Sharing a bed, sleeping together side by side? How utterly foolish, but as to be expected from a mere human; they’ve always been like this, seeking comfort and warmth when they’re the most vulnerable. Of course a predator like Sukuna wouldn’t have to worry about sleeping safe and sound. Yet still; he can’t help but let his gaze linger on you, wrapped up in his embrace, four arms holding you in place on top of him. Everyone else would freeze in fear, but you? You snore quietly without a single worry in the world, knowing you have a king watching over you in your slumber. Sukuna huffs but still brushes a strand of hair out of your face. Maybe he’ll tell Uraume that you’re off the menu, for now. As long as you know your place–in his embrace, wearing his marks with pride, providing a sense of comfort Sukuna had never known before. Fool, he mutters and rests his chin on top of your head, not sure if those words were for him or you.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 doesn’t question when you knock on the door of his dorm room, asking for shelter after a particular nightmare. He hasn’t found any sleep yet anyway. When he lifts up the covers for you to slip under, he’s surprised that you don’t even hesitate to do so, wrapping yourself around his body as if it was molded for that only. Geto can tell that you’re trying not to tremble, but the nightmare still lingers. He knows it all too well. His fingers brush through your hair when he pulls you closer to his chest, as if this could prevent you from falling apart–though deep down he’s aware that he might be the one on the verge of breaking. You know it too, don’t you? Geto is tired, oh, so tired. The kind of tired sleep can’t fix, and he can’t help but wonder if this would also be the last time that you’re in his arms, clinging onto someone who is long gone; a version of him that he shed together with his dream of letting himself love you.

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sukugo · 9 months

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im obsessed im never gonna shut up about this oh my god im never fuckign recovering oh shit oh fuck gikjsadkashiouepujksajkHOIHJFA

gojo's legs wrapped around sukuna's waist, the way he pulls sukuna closer, the way he clutches at sukuna's hair and buries his face in his neck. THE FACT THAT GOJO'S ALL SLASHED AND BLOODY. im so NOT normal about this oh my god

#ive fr been starign at this i can't stop looking at it. when i read it i had to stop i couldn't go on it was too much for me #gege said BOTTOM GOJO RIGHTS #his legs are wrapped so perfectly around sukuna literally the exact position for dick #also the second panel kinda kills me bc out of context it looks like they're fucking and mid-fuck gojo's made this super emotional confessi #on (with the way he's pulling at sukuna and his hair and nuzzling his neck) which has sukuna having a Moment #adsadkasjd #BUT THEN HE GOES DOWN AND HE'S SO BLOODY AND HE LOOKS SO HOT AND AJDHDSKFGJASDASD IM GONNA SCREAM #sorry my sukugo heart is in shambles im losing it i cant #jjk #sukugo #f.txt #SUKUNA JUST FUKC HIM COME ON HE ALREADY CAME AT U LIKE THTA #jjk spoilers #jjk manga spoilers #jjk 226

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volensnolenss · 5 months

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Get up, baby!

—✦ SUMMARY: The way jjk men try to wake you up despite your great desire to sleep on;

— CHARACTERS: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Ryomen Sukuna, Fushiguro Megumi;

— CONTENT: sfw! fluff, lots of kisses, soft;

✧˚.𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

You sullenly hid your head in a pillow from the annoying rays of the sun that made their way through the window. Satoru, grinning, approached your sleeping face, starting to leave short kisses on your cheeks, gradually descending to your shoulders.

“Satoru, it's too early, I want to sleep.” You mumbled softly and indistinctly as he lifted you up and held you in his pleasant embrace, burying his head in your neck.

His hot breath covered your collarbones, tickling you slightly;

Every time Satoru wakes up before you, without thinking about falling asleep further – he wants to look at you every morning, finding something new for himself in you. He takes mental pictures, storing them in his head, and then he remembers you when you are not with him.

“But that's not the reason I let you go, because you're so cute when you're sleepy.” He nuzzled your forehead when you tilted your head back against his chest. “Then I'll fall asleep on you. Satoru laughed and, slowly leaning back, he gave you the opportunity to turn around and lie down again. You rested your head on his chest while he watched you, smiling.

“My beauty. I love mornings only because of you.”He whispered, stroking your head.

✧˚.𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

His fingers carefully ran through your hair, drawing relaxing lines with smooth movements.

“Suguru?” Without opening your eyes, you sighed softly, continuing to be blissful from his touch.

“Sleepyhead, don't you think it's time to get up?”

His palm slowly moved to your back, starting to stroke you with long and sweet movements, trying to convey care and love for you in them.

Suguru finds something fascinating and noteworthy in your facial expressions: isn't it a miracle how his touch affects you?

Geto gently brushed your curls aside and lowered himself to you, imprinting kisses on your neck. “Do you like it?” The corners of his lips stretched out, hearing your soft sounds of ecstasy. “I wish I always had a morning like this.” He moved to your temple and lowered himself, lightly bit your earlobe, “Then let me continue, pretty.”

Ignoring the fallen strap of your T-shirt, he dressed your bare cool shoulders with the tenderness of his affectionate lips.

You shifted, propped yourself up on your elbows and addressed him drowsily, causing laughter in his chest “You're too good.”

✧˚.𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

“Good morning, sweetheart.” He entered the bedroom, making sure that you were still asleep, without making any attempt to wake up. You covered your eyes with your hand from the light that was in your way, but Nanami sat down on the bed, took it and kissed it slowly.

“Another 5 minutes, honestly.” You lied, you won't have 5 minutes, and he knows it perfectly well, so he has no other option but to start groping you.

“Are you sure you have enough time?” He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and mischievously gently tapped the tip of your nose, making you wince. You took his hand in yours and held it up to your face, propping it under your chin.

“Your hands are so nice, Kento.”

Nanami grinned and, approaching, kissed you on the forehead.

“How long has it been?

“You're late, darling.”

“What?!” You jumped out of bed, feeling the coolness of the room, but his hands stopped you “I was joking” He tried to keep his face serious, but looking at you, Nanami's lips turned into a small smile.

“Oh, don't joke like that!” You frowned and, not letting him pull you to him, put your head on his lap.

“You're not going anywhere now.” You wrapped your arms around him, preventing him from moving that way.

✧˚.𝐑𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

You were waking up from a dream, feeling something strange running over your hand, and when you woke up, you just remembered which man you were in a relationship with.

“Are you awake?” Sukuna still continued to tickle your skin with his nails, knowing full well that you were no longer asleep. “Don't be silent, doll, I know.” He traced the curves of your waist with his wide palm, shaking his head and grinning at how naive you look in front of him.

“Stop playing games” He pulled you to him and pressed your back to his chest and, resting his head on his hand, began to look at you.

“Maybe that's not how I want you to treat me.” You opened one eye and looked at him: Sukuna sighed in displeasure, rolling his eyes.

“Do you want me to do this?” He kissed your neck, biting it a little “Or maybe like this?” he grabbed your hip and squeezed it tightly, which made you squirm in bed.

“No-o-o.” You turned to him, removing his hand.

“Then what do you want?!” He stood up and loomed over you, looking at you with furrowed brows and displeased curled lips. “This is definitely not how I want to wake up.”You crossed your arms and turned your head away from him.

“Crotchety girl.” You immediately turned to him, but he didn't let you answer, and lifted your head by the chin, “But you're mine.”

✧˚.𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢

In general, it's hard for both of you to get up in the morning, but Megumi has more determination than you, so he has to tear you away from sleep in every way.

He woke up to the ringing of the alarm clock and was surprised that you did not react to him in any way, continuing to sleep and hug him tightly.

“Hey, can you let me go?” But you didn't react to him in any way and settled comfortably on his arm. Fushiguro lay there for a few minutes, trying to wake you up as gently as possible.

He still managed to get out of your trap and decided to shake you slightly by the shoulders “Get up!”

“You're Sleeping Beauty...” A strange thought flashed through Megumi's mind, but... he didn't have any other options in his sleepy state yet.

He sank down closer to you and trying to touch your cheek, you suddenly turned your head to the side, which is why he briefly kissed you on the lips. Fushiguro blushed when you opened your eyes and, swallowing, spoke to you “Good morning” and you beamed with a smile, pouncing on top of him “Aw, Megumi, are you really gentle?!”

“This is my shadow side.” He propped himself up on his elbows while you put your arms around his neck, smiling imperceptibly.

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or0ch1maru · 1 month

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••••••AFTER-CARE?•••••••

18+, mentions of rough sex, hook up/one night stand, sub drop, female reader. Fluff & cuddles, sweet ending ^.^

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You’d heard stories from your girlfriends and some women from work about after care. The time to mentally settle down and do other soft things after sex, particularly rough sex. You have experience, being in a few different relationships and some one night stands but you never experienced the joy of after care

So when the time came that you and your hook up finished, you were already slipping your clothes back on. Getting ready to head back home now that things are done. Despite this heavy feeling weighing over your head.

“Where you going princess?” He asked, your ears perked as you looked at him over your shoulder. “Home, we’re done here aren’t we?” You replied softly, your tone even despite the nagging feeling behind it

“Nah, come lay down with me.” He said, his eyes scanning over your face, wondering if you had something important to attend too. When he noticed your hesitation, he stretched out an arm, his muscles protruding as he wraps his hand around your waist, pulling you against his side.

Once he got you comfortable, your face nuzzled against neck, something overcame you and you couldn’t hold back. Tears started falling from your eyes, your hand gripping a small fistful of his shirt.

“Did I hurt you?” He asks, his usual husky tone laced with concern as he took in how vulnerable you are. You shook your head in reply, trying to slow your breathing down enough to answer him.

“Ah, I see” he spoke gently, a large calloused hand pushing strands of hair out of your face. “You’ve never experienced this have you?” His voice is almost like a purr as he watches you reply with a no. He shifts his body once again, him laying flat on his back with you on top of him. Your face resting against his broad chest, his thick arms wrapping around your small frame. Holding you tightly against him

“Don’t worry doll, I’ve got you.” He murmurs. You feel his lips graze the top of your head as he presses a kiss against your hair.

“You’ll never feel that way again. Not ‘s long as I’ve got you”

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TOJI, soft SUKUNA, NANAMI, Zetsu, Kisame, HIDAN, KAKUZU, OBITO, SATORU, SUGURU, Pain, orochimaru, Kenpachi, Renji

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toji-girl · 2 months

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telling jjk men you're pregnant pt 2. 18+ only - mdni.

tags: pregnant fem! reader + not beta read + pregnancy announcement + fluff + flashbacks of the sex in italics + modern au (no curses) + feedback such as comments & reblogs are appreciated

ft: Suguru + Sukuna + Kento

part one - aot ver | mha ver | tr ver

↣ Suguru

tags: explicit smut + praising + dubcon because wine

Somehow, it didn't feel real when you looked at the plastic wrapped box as you leaned against the bathroom counter.

Two lines mean a positive, and you weren't sure how many you wanted it to have.

Following the instructions, you sat the stick on the counter and washed your hands, letting the three minutes tick by you paced the room.

When it finally came to your eyes, you looked everywhere but at the answer: two lines.

"Hey, are you ok? You've been in here for a while." Suguru's voice carried through the door as he knocked waiting for your answer.

You opened the door with the test up, his eyes shifting from you to the positive pregnancy test he was not expecting to see when he knocked feeling his stomach flip.

He stepped inside and looked at the test, then the box just to make sure he was reading it correctly. "Congratulations, daddy." You teased.

It was tense for a moment as he thought about where to move and how many bedrooms it would need. This apartment is no place for raising a baby. "When did it happen?" He asked curiously pulling you in his arms to kiss your head.

With your arms wrapped around his neck, you nuzzled your face into him thinking about when it could have happened, maybe it was on the night of your anniversary when you both came back home a little wine-drunk, or it could've been when he came home late from work and found you masturbating.

"Not sure, because it's not like you pull out every time, but I think it was our anniversary." You replied pulling away to look at the stick then him, the memories swirling in your head.

Your giggling could be heard down the hallway as you leaned against Suguru, well it was more like you were trying to drape yourself over him moaning about how good he smelled and how handsome he looked.

He knew he was in for it tonight, anytime you got any sort of alcohol in you it usually ended with you slobbering on his cock, the way it hardened and felt so silky smooth and warm on your tongue.

There was something also to be said about the way you looked on top of him, how your fingers threaded through his hair and tugged on the raven roots when his mushroom tip kissed your cervix blending pain and pleasure together like a woven blanket.

As soon as the door was open the both of you were on each other, his arms wrapped around your waist and yours around his neck kissing him deeply, it was messy and needy stealing the air from your lungs.

His large hands moved down to your ass cupping the cheeks to pull you closer to him then you could hear him unzipping your dress slowly as his mouth moved to your neck when your head tilted back.

Suguru loved the way you panted when you got worked up, the whiny tone of your voice as you stepped out of the pooled fabric surrounding your feet, your painted lips curled into a smirk.

"You've been giving me bedroom eyes all night and you were teasing me under the table, you're so mean to me." You pouted with a giggle as you walked backwards landing on the couch with more giggles.

He watched you and unknotted his tie with one hand as he made his way over to the couch kneeling between your legs to see how wet you were and when you spread your thighs to give him a better view he sucked in a breath through clenched teeth feeling his dick throb.

His thumbs splayed you open to see your hole clench and flutter around nothing begging to be filled. "So pretty, I could stare at you forever." He murmured and you weren't sure if he was talking about you or your pussy that leaked copious amounts of clear slick.

Slowly he slid his hands under your ass to grab the fabric of your panties to pull them off leaving you naked, something he imagined throughout the night as if he hasn't seen you bare multiple times.

A soft gasp left your mouth when he attached his mouth to your cunt sucking and licking it with the utmost care in the world, the tip of his tongue flicked your clit before swirling it over and over again letting his fingers join in curling deep inside you pulling more pleasure.

It never really took much before you always started begging for his cock that made your toes curl, connecting with him in this way was something you treasured, being able to see him come undone.

Suguru loved to eat pussy and not just for you, but for himself too and he really is a selfish man when it comes to that. Giving you orgasms until you can't take it anymore and you're on the verge of tears from how good you felt.

"Suguru!" You whined and tugged on his hair again as your hips jerked up when his fingertips grazed your g-spot making you gasp and tug harder feeling your orgasm bubble and simmer higher.

He chuckled and sat back on his heels to lick his lips first before wiping away the mess with the back of his hand watching you with your legs spread still and wet and swollen pussy begging for more.

And who is he to deny you?

Especially when you looked at him like that, those shiny eyes and bottom lip quivering as you unbuckled his belt when he kneeled letting you do so and while usually, you prefer both of you were naked you didn't care that he was still fully dressed as he slapped the length of his cock against your pussy.

He watched the way you shivered under his touch, your hands cupping your breasts before moving to the back of your knees keeping your legs open obscenely wide as he rutted against you.

Obsidian eyes stayed low and hazed over with a cloud of lust as he thrust just the tip inside watching the way your cunt tried to hug and pull him further in with a deep huff he gripped the fat of your thighs.

Slowly but surely he inched inside you until you could feel the soft pubic hair against you, his sack rested against the curve of your ass as you mewed his name arching your back while he watched you.

With precise movements, Suguru fucked you nice and slow watching. "You take me so well, I love how you were made for me." He whispered in your ear when he bent down to kiss you deeply.

His tongue tangled with yours as your fingers found purchase in his hair moaning into his mouth when he found your sweet spot making sure to hit over and over to keep you nice and pliant for him.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head blurring your vision of your boyfriend hunched over you, his hair coming out of his bun, sweat dotted along his hairline as he fucked you deeper and slower.

"Coming!" You cried out.

It was fruitless really to say it when Suguru could feel you clamp down on him, your walls milking him as your orgasm hit you with full force causing you to wither under him while you rode your high.

The wine made your core temperature higher than what it usually was as did the way your boyfriend made you feel when he fucked you like this, the care and love he poured into you made you feel tingly.

As did the cum he emptied into you. Hot and thick.

You both clung to each other coming down from your shared highs sharing kisses and laughs as he rested his forehead against yours.

"Thinking about it now I think it was that night because we did it on the couch, the bed, the bathroom and when we got into the kitchen it happened again on the counter." Suguru mused with a soft smile.

The both of you stood in the bathroom now enveloped in each other's arms with the shared news of the life growing inside you.

↣ Sukuna

tags: explicit smut + oc characters + he might be ooc? + one ass slap + I'll put degradation just in case but it's not really + size kink + he picks you up and fucks you that way (he's strong as hell, ok? he can pick you up, trust me)

"So you're telling me we're going to play pregnancy roulette?" You asked in disbelief while blinking like an owl as you stared at your two best friends who nodded with laughter and three pregnancy tests.

Mai tore the plastic off the boxes and handed white sticks out like she was a teacher passing out tests that would determine your passing or failing grade. "We're all in committed relationships and I've seen a few videos like this, I got three more in case one does turn out positive." Her eyes landed on you with a knowing grin.

Sui, Mai's twin sister laid back on your couch looking at the test in her hand with furrowed eyebrows. "What do we do if it does end up positive?" She asked curiously throwing you both a look.

You shrugged and bit your bottom lip thinking about how yours would end up. With the way Sukuna hasn't been able to keep his hands off you lately you were leaning towards it having two lines.

Fifteen minutes later the three of you crammed in your bathroom looking on the counter at the mixed-up tests, the strips quickly turning, all of them but one ended up with one line meaning one of you was pregnant and now it was time to find out who it was.

Another ten minutes later you stared at your positive pregnancy test with wide eyes. "Wait--how did this happen?" You muttered out loud looking down at the two very dark lines.

Sui spoke up first. "When a man loves a woman-"

"I know how it happened!" You snapped and turned away from them to gather yourself and your bearings. Sukuna would be home soon and you had to tell him, a small part of you felt like this was his plan.

Mai and Sui had a hushed conversation until you turned back around with tears streaming down your face, a mixture of being scared and excited swirled in your belly as you looked at your best friends.

They pulled you into a hug shushing away your tears and cooing about how you're going to make such a wonderful mom.

Your husband was a man that you couldn't keep secrets from, all he had to do was look at you and he just knew. "We should get going, I assume your man is on the way home to you," Sui said gently.

You both bid them goodbye at the front door making promises to call them later or invite them over tomorrow, it was a weekly thing when the three of you got together to gossip about things.

When they left and you were left alone you hurried back to the bathroom for the test before you ended back up on the couch waiting for Sukuna letting your mind run a million miles per hour thinking about the night of the conception or what you thought it was.

Sukuna sat in his office tucked away desperate to finish up this meeting over the phone, irritation colored his voice as he spoke to his partners knowing that you were in the bath naked and wet and alone.

"What do you think about next quarter? We need to make sure that we get this looked over and signed before next week, this is important, Mr. Sukuna." One of them piped up with an attitude.

He sighed deeply and rubbed his hand over his face leaning back in his chair, his massive body making it creak as he glanced over at the picture of you on his desk, his pretty wife, and little plaything.

The thought of you kneeling between his legs under his desk while sucking his cock ran rampant in his head while trying his best to listen to his partner's ramble as he slid his hand in his pj pants.

He could almost feel your mouth around him, your tight and wet throat trying to relax the best it could to take him whole, his cock was as thick as he was and long too, it really reminded you of those monstercocks sex shops made for dildos and sex toys of the sort.

"Baby?"

Your soft voice floated from the doorway as you stood there still dripping wet, the sweet smell of fruit wafted toward him making him growl in his chest like a beast as he patted his knee scooting back.

Quickly you joined him and curled into his lap letting him snake a giant arm around your waist tucking you closer to him.

He muted the phone and looked at you, one large palm cradling your face as you leaned in to kiss him slowly letting it ravel into something else, something more needy and hot and heavy, his fingers tugged your towel off leaving you bare for his greedy hands and eyes.

Fingers pulled at your skin eliciting a chorus of moans and hushed sighs as he manhandled you into position to straddle him.

"You're so handsome, how did I get so lucky?" You asked tracing his lips with your fingers staring deep into his eyes feeling your heart flutter in your chest, it was intense in the way he looked back at you.

Sukuna didn't say anything but smirked as he leaned in to kiss you again, his cock still throbbed and it was something you could no longer ignore and you knew exactly what he liked.

Slowly you lowered yourself to your knees on the plush carpet of his office before you tugged on the band of his pants revealing his dick that pulsed and leaked in your hand, warm and heavy you jerked him off from base to tip slowly licking your lips while watching him.

You looked so good like this.

Under his desk, mouth open and ready as you jerked his cock slowly before leaning in to wrap your lips around him suckling on the tip.

His head lolled back with a soft thump as you sat up more sitting on your heels to deepthroat him the best you could feeling tears spring to your eyes as you tried to swallow him gaggling loudly.

Spit dripped down the side of his dick as you bobbed up and down never losing eye contact while you cradled his sack in your palm giving them a very slight squeeze and hearing him groan deeply.

"Look at you. My good little cocksucker." He praised you knowing you enjoyed it when he talked to you like that, his voice deep and gravely as he helped you along pushing your head down a bit more.

Something else you didn't mind, you loved the size difference and how much bigger and stronger he was than you. Being man-handled was a turn on and it was something you couldn't deny.

Just before his orgasm broke open Sukuna pulled you off him with a wet pop and then he rolled his chair back more until he stood at his full height helping you to his feet. "Jump up for me." He demanded.

You listened and jumped up letting him catch you, your legs wrapped around his waist as his hands cupped your ass. This way you could feel his dick pressed against you making you whine with need.

"Always so impatient for me." Sukuna chuckled watching you try to fuck yourself on him.

He sat you on the desk for a quick second to slip his arms under the back of your knees letting your legs dangle over his arms keeping you spread open for him so he could see himself sliding into you.

Both of you let out a moan in unison as he slowly thrust inside until he was bottomed out stretching you out. "Oh! Sukuna!" You moaned letting him pick you up dropping you down more onto his cock.

This way it felt like he was in your womb.

You clung to him, your manicured fingers dug into his flesh leaving crescent moons behind in the flesh as he dragged you up and down the length of himself like you weighed nothing and to to him you really did.

Sukuna couldn't get enough of the way you became cock drunk, whining and moaning for him to go rougher and deeper, how you begged him to cum inside because anywhere else is a waste.

"Right there! Yes! Yes! Oh!" You mewled throwing your head back and listening to the sounds of where you both met in a sticky and wet mess that permeated the room with a heavy smell of sex.

Using his strength, Sukuna treated you like his own personal sex toy bouncing you up and down roughly on his cock that quickly grew a creamy white ring around the base the more he fucked up into you.

Overwhelmed with the sensations you didn't even know your orgasm hit you until your husband stopped all movement burying himself as deep as he could before coming and filling you with his cum that he only fucked into you deeper.

Once the both of you were done breathing heavily and trying to catch your breaths he put you down on his desk before he slowly pulled out to see thick white clumps ooze from your gaping pussy, you pushed the globs of it out letting it dribble to the floor.

"That's a waste." He muttered and slowly slid two fingers inside you to keep you nice and plugged up.

"Fall asleep waiting for me?" Sukuna asked as he nudged you awake gently with his hand against your shoulder, sleep tried to keep your eyes glued shut while you sat up slowly feeling a wave of nausea.

You smiled and cupped his cheek letting him sit next to you on the couch before crawling into his lap nuzzling your face in his shirt and inhaling his scent with a groan. "I'm pregnant." You blurted out.

His eyebrows furrowed and you saw a flash of something cross his face but it was so quick you weren't sure what it was. "Really?"

"Yup."

There was an awkward silence as he digested the idea of having a baby, it was something he didn't mind happening or if it didn't he would be okay either way, having a little one that's half you and half him running around really didn't sound all bad truthfully.

You sighed pulling him out of his thoughts then felt him massage your lower back staying wrapped up in each other's embrace.

↣ Kento

tags: explicit smut + heavy breeding + car sex + sensation deprivation (his tie around your eyes)

The idea of pregnancy has always made you a little nervous, the idea of growing another human being and then having to push said human out made you second-guess it a lot whenever anyone asked if you and Kento had any or if you two were trying which seemed personal.

Most would think that Kento was boring in the bedroom or didn't really want sex much, his attitude didn't seem like it at all and that's why you tell people never to judge a book by its cover.

But little did they know it was a fuck fest at your house almost every night.

A lot of people would dub your husband as someone who enjoyed missionary at seven pm only on Sunday evenings, but he was the opposite. Kento ate you alive and spit you back out only to put you back together again just to pick you apart once more with his cock.

You grew out of that idea quickly after meeting Kento, he's the type of man that any woman would want a baby with and to be his wife.

And you got to be the lucky one who gets folded like a lawn chair.

There was no way of telling when your mind shifted to the idea of having a family but whenever it happened, Kento took note almost immediately, it was something he wanted as well.

After being together for almost ten years and a small gap that you didn't count as anything but a small breather, explore yourselves before quickly finding each other again not long after.

Neither of you could really live without the other.

Kento was in the high rise of his career, you two have traveled and done everything else you wanted to do, and having a family with the man you love was the final step you wanted to take with him.

"Let's have a baby."

You let that slip from your lips one night while you and Kento sat across from each other, your hand on his as you leaned over and fed him letting him chew on that and your sentence.

He nodded his head and smiled, a rare occurrence but you treasured it when it happened. "Are you sure about it?" He asked tilting his head a little making sure it was what you wanted.

The way he asked had you second-guessing it, maybe you read the signs all wrong?

His fingers pushed their way between yours gently. "Where did you just go now?" Kento asked curiously with a tinge of worry.

"I am sure yes, I've been thinking about it lately but unless you don't want to then we don't have to I mean-"

Kento leaned over to press his lips against yours. "Then let's have one, you'd make a very good mother and you'll look beautiful pregnant." He murmured cupping your cheek when he pulled away.

Between the romantic aura of the restaurant, the rose in the middle, and the candlelight flickering over his face you gripped your dress under the table and smiled feeling your whole body heat up.

That's how you found yourself riding Kento in the backseat of his car, with his tie wrapped around your head keeping you from seeing anything which only heightened all your other senses.

Especially when Kento touched you because you had no idea when he would draw your nipple into his mouth as you bounced up and down his cock while his fingers dug into the fat of your hips.

He helped you fuck him while you pulled him closer to you forcing more of your tit in his mouth hearing him moan against your flesh when your pussy pulsed around him hot and so tight like this.

Kento leaned back to get a better view of you taking what you wanted so bad, your lipstick smeared from the stolen kisses and your mouth hung up pouring out pornographic moans when he fucked back.

With his feet firmly planted on the floorboard he thrust his hips when you sat down again making you cry out his name, your fingers curled into his shirt and twist the material. "Kento! Right there!" You moaned.

Hearing what he needed too he let his hand drift down to where you both were connected to circle your clit adding to the whirlwind of pleasure he put you in, your hands stayed flat on the roof as you fucked him back leaning in to find his mouth in a messy kiss.

Your teeth clinked together as the car rocked with the motions, the heady smell of sex filled the cabin as you both chased that high wanting to cum desperately and Kento wanted to breed you.

He wouldn't say it out loud but each time he fucked you there was a small part of him that waited for you to miss your period then it would come and he would be reminded that it didn't stick.

This time he was going to make sure it did.

Suddenly you found yourself on your back and legs thrown over Kento's shoulder as he flipped you both effortlessly before sliding back inside you to the hilt with a low guttural moan.

You wished you could see his face screwed up in pleasure as he felt your cunt hug him like a wet vice that threatened to milk him dry.

"Fuck." He gritted out between his teeth when you moved your legs to wrap around his waist.

"Inside! Cum inside me! Breed me!" You begged, your voice hoarse as you yanked his tie off, your eyes glassy and blown out as your orgasm rose higher and higher until it crashed over you.

You tugged Kento closer holding onto him moaning his name over and over feeling his own climax being triggered by your cunt massaging him until he painted your insides white.

That night you remembered well.

It was something that neither of you could forget and when you missed your period Kento came home with a test where he was greeted by the front door with a soft kiss and hugs.

He stayed in the bathroom with you and stayed close as you washed your hands while watching the test. "Two lines means positive and one line is negative." You muttered out loud.

Kento moved to stand behind you and wrap his arms around your waist to see two lines slowly appearing.

You all but swiped it off the counter to get a better look before turning in his arms shoving the test in his face with a shit-eating grin.

"We did it!" You cried and hugged him tightly soaking the front of his shirt with tears as he held you feeling his own emotions take hold of him, having a baby with you he knew would be the best thing to happen to him besides marrying you that is.

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churipu · 3 months

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hello !! ૮˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ა i really love your writing and your soft scenarios, they bring me so much serotonin and happiness to be honest !

i don’t know if you take requests still, but could you please do a part two of jjk men + short partner with geto? only if you want to of course, i’ll respect your decision either way don’t worry! thank you so much! <3

JJK MEN + SHORT PARTNER

featuring. geto suguru, itadori yuuji, sukuna ryomen x reader

warnings. reader is a non-sorcerer (geto)

note. hihi nonnieeee <33 thank you so much for saying that, you don't understand how much you saying that makes me so happy :(( i'm so glad that my works can bring you happiness omg. this is part two to the short partner headcanons.

part one.

GETO SUGURU. geto honestly could care less about your height — he finds you so adorable that he sometimes can't help but to pinch your cheeks gently, tugging your flesh and squeezing it lightly out of love; it has turned into a small habit that he does to you.

"sugu, no more, my cheeks are going to swell," you tell him, covering your cheeks with your hands to prevent the male from touching it again.

geto couldn't help but to chuckle at your reaction. you're so cute, so small compared to him that all he wanted to do was to poke fun at you. laying his large, calloused hand on top of your head whenever you both sit side-by-side, softly shifting just to pat you.

he will put you on his lap, playing with your hair as you do your own thing. you know a perk of being a shortie? when you sit on a certain height, you get to swing your legs lightly, letting it just flail above ground — and when you do that, geto stares at you lovingly.

"i'm a little jealous of you," your boyfriend mumbles, leaning his chin on top of the palm of his hand. his eyes gazing to your figure as you swung your legs lightly.

"why?"

"you get to swing your legs like that," he pointed his index finger to your legs and you stopped swinging your legs, "why'd you stop?"

"so you won't feel jealous."

geto easily pulls you into his embrace, nuzzling his head into your neck, "keep doing that, 'm enjoying it, you know?" he mumbles, pressing a kiss onto your neck.

he hates non-sorcerers, but when it comes to you? he just can't hate you.

ITADORI YUUJI. ABOSLUTELY LOVES YOUR SHORT HEIGHT. he would and will help you take things that are out of your reach — won't make fun of you, don't worry, I assure you there will never be a scenarios where yuuji makes fun of you. he just thinks you're so perfect, and he gets really sad when you make fun of yourself.

"baby, why would you say that?" he asks you, pulling you close, laying his head on your shoulder.

"yuuji, because it's true," you chuckled, brushing his hair.

"but i like that part of you. your height," he muffles into your clothes, leaning into your touch.

he gets so mushy with you — i'm not even kidding, will grab you, throw you over his shoulders and walk around anywhere. greeting people he know on the way, even gojo or nanami (while you're on his shoulder, also greeting them).

"nanamin, hi!" yuuji greets, walking past the older male as he turned to look at both you and him, you waved at nanami when he turns around to look — and he waves back at you, confused.

yuuji is clingy. but you don't mind — he will latch himself onto you, do you know how parents hold their baby when they're trying to teach them how to walk? yuuji does that with you, even if you're not that much shorter than him; still short, he still does it. because you're his baby, and he won't accept anything else.

"c'mon baby, left and right, left and right." he guides your arms forward, standing behind you.

as you took a step, he takes one too — like teaching a baby how to walk, it's cute really, "yes, just like that," he laughs. god, he's having so much fun with you.

yuuji won't let anyone call you short, even gojo. will fight anyone who makes fun of you, and not even kidding. he will not back down from defending you.

"what do you mean they're too short?" he retorts back, rolling his eyes, "you're too annoying and nobody's saying anything."

SUKUNA RYOMEN. huge. tease. about it. will go on until you cry — but will make it up to you in his own way. he's not one to say how much he loves you, but you do know that he does. he just refuses to say it.

"ryo, stop. it's not funny anymore." you mumble out lowly to him, pushing his chest away.

he chuckles deeply, but when he realizes it was serious; he stops, turns away for a bit before glancing back at you. sukuna isn't much of a crier, so he doesn't know what to do when you cry — he gets a little confused, like, why are you crying because he called you short?

"why are you crying, brat?" he grunted.

"you're being mean to me."

"i called you short." he sighs out loudly, pulling your arm away from your face — revealing your tearful eyes, "stop crying," he thumbs your tears away from the corner of your eyes.

"then stop doing that, you've done that so many times, it's pissing me off." you mumbled at him, sniffling lightly.

the male groans out, rolling his eyes, "are humans this dramatic?" he asks you, wiping your tears away; pulling you onto his lap, burying his face into the crook of your neck — as much as he tries to put up this tough guys demeanor, he feels bad for making you cry.

but will definitely do it again next time.

it's weird; sukuna shows his love by teasing the hell out of you, pissing you off, making you cry — then ends up feeling bad for a few hours before doing the same thing all over again.

"'m sorry, but i'll do it again next time." he murmurs into your neck.

"you're mean."

"i know. but i love you."

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mari-the-bimbo · 1 year

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Hi! Can I request dorm mate Sukuna with a reader whose suddenly really clingy to him?

I LOVE UR WRITING I HOPE UR DOING GOOD❤️😞😞😞

Dorm mate Sukuna: clingy days

A/N: Aww I’m doing good thanks bubs <3 Also sorry for the late upload ya’ll! My makeup looked good and then I took so many pics of myself I lost track of time 😫

Dorm mate Sukuna was just drinking some beer in the dorm kitchen, when he heard your pitter patter behind him.

But just as he was about to turn around to greet you, you hugged him from behind, surprising the man. He laughs nonetheless, everything you do is amusing and cute to him.

“You tryna fight me lil one?” He asks with a grin, thinking you wanted to play fight as usual.

You mumble something incoherently, so he tries to gain your attention the only way he knows. He grabs your arms and traps them into his hold, then manhandling you around until you were in front of him.

“Gotcha” he says in his husky voice, grinning as he bit your ear playfully.

“Owww” you whined.

“Stop whining you lil cry baby” he says half heartedly, as it contradicted the way he held you and swayed you side to side just like a baby.

“I don’t wanna wrestle ‘kuna I wanna cuddle” you tell him honestly with a pout. Usually that would’ve wiped the smile off his face but the cute pout made it impossible for him to not give in.

He sighs, pretending he wasn’t bothered, “fine, we can cuddle brat, since you wanna act so cutesy about it” he teases while poking your pout with his finger.

“Thank you” you say softly, immediately resting your head on Sukuna’s broad shoulder, nuzzling your face into him, making the man’s heart soar.

He gave in easily. Now you rested in his bed, as he held you with one arm while you cuddled, engulfing you into his large form. His heavy, tatted hand strokes your head as his non verbal way to comfort you.

And your urge to stay in your man’s warmth today caused you to have no concept of time on how long you were cuddling him, until of course you heard his deep hoarse voice in your ear, telling you he has to go.

You cling tighter to his muscular tatted arm, not ready to let go. He chuckles at your antics.

“C’mon y/n, be a good girl and let go. I gotta visit the store before they close” he says. You sigh, finally letting go as you sat up with him.

But just when he thought you were done, you drop your head onto his lap in protest. “Only if I can come with you” you say.

You start to question whether you were pushing your luck when he stared down at you blankly, no expression in his eyes. Was you starting to annoy him? You forgot how scary Sukuna actually was.

But just as you’re about to backtrack your decision and started to sit up again, he grabs you by the back of your neck and pulls you into a rough kiss.

He kisses you passionately, refusing to let go only until you pushed him away, no longer able to hold himself back.

As you pull away, breathing harshly, he presses his head onto yours before speaking “why the fuck are you being so cute huh?”

“Hm?” He presses as he brushes your loose strands away from your face and grabs your chin, catching you by surprise.

Once your initial shock was over, you lean into him again, and look up at him before answering honestly again. “Because I’m feeling clingy, girlfriends want to be with their boyfriends when feeling clingy kuna” you say.

“Oh? Is that so?”

You nod in response. Cute. So fucking cute, to the point he doesn’t know what to say, but it’s a no brainer it makes him very VERY happy.

He smiles cheekily before grabbing you, making you yelp. He throws you over his shoulder as he leaves his room.

“Good to know” he says as he smacks your ass.

Maybe one day the pink haired thug will get used to voicing how much he loves clingy you <3

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sukunaslilmuffin · 4 months

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How JJK Men react when you're sad.

Sukuna, Megumi, Yuji, Gojo, and Toji. Fluffy =)

Yuji: He'll immediately run over and hold your face gently in the palms of his hands. He'll rub small circles into your cheeks while asking you what's wrong. He'll wrap you in a blanket like a little burrito while putting on your favorite comfort movie. He'll gather snacks from the pantry and feed them to you while you watch the movie. He'll wrap his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. placing light kisses on your forehead. "I love you okay? I've got you, my love."

Toji: Despite his tough exterior this man would drop everything to comfort you. He'd hug you in his strong arms while rubbing your back. He'd wipe your tears away with his thumbs and kiss your cheeks gently. He'd rest his forehead on yours while rubbing your shoulders. He's not great with words so he'd hold you in silence, slowly caressing your sides while you cry into his chest. "You're okay baby, I'm here."

Gojo: You are this man's princess. He will hold you in his arms and kiss your face all over, whispering to you all the things he loves about you. From your small smile, to your laugh, and the way you make him feel. He'd turn on your favorite show to watch together while he runs off to the store to buy you chocolates and flowers. When he returns he'll make you dinner and tea. He'll lay down on the couch with you between his legs as he plays with your hair and kisses the top of your head. "I'm sorry you're sad baby, what can I do to make it better?" "There's that smile I love so much."

Megumi: Will frown and kiss your lips softly. He'll scan your body for any physical injuries before gently holding you against him. He'll rub his nose slowly against yours while holding your face. He'll summon his dogs so they can lick your face and jump all over you. He knows how much you love playing with the pups and he'll let you do it for hours. He'll tuck you into bed, snuggling up close to you while your head rests on his chest, rubbing soothing circles on your hip. He'll ask if you're ready to talk about it, and if not he'll keep holding you until you are. "Whenever you're ready love, I'm here to listen. Take your time, I'm here."

Sukuna: He'll lift your arms and move your face around to check for injuries. He'll ask you a hundred times who it was and if you want him to go ruin their life. When you shake your head no he'll pull you into his chest and whisper how he'll find them anyways while petting your head. He'll sit you down on his lap while you watch your comfort movie, giving you light kisses on your neck while resting his chin on your shoulder. He'll wrap his arms around your waist holding you closely to him. He'll nuzzle into your neck every so often as he leans you back against his broad chest. Once you're asleep, he'll tuck you into bed and place a kiss on your forehead before he leaves the apartment. "Don't worry hun, they'll never hurt you again, I'll make sure of it."

#ryomen sukuna #gojo saturo #yuji itadori #fushiguro megumi #toji fushiguro #jjk imagines #jjk headcanons #fluff #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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spacebaby1 · 3 months

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The Gift (Sukuna x Reader)

You were watching TV in the evening when the front door opened and you jumped off the couch; happily running to greet Sukuna. He chuckled when you literally jumped in his arms hugging him, "hey you, how was your day?" He asked followed with a kiss to your temple. "It was good, we have a new assignment though. How was your day? Let me put this away for you." You took his bag and placed it on the table along with his lunchbox.

He rubbed his neck as he sat on the couch, "it was tiring a bit but I can manage oh and there is a new project assigned to our department which means we will get extra holidays after it's done."

You sat beside him with an aw look on your face, "Really? That's great! I'm so excited for you and your team, do your best, okay?" You smiled at him, that loving smile that he loved, "come here let me look at you," he pulled you towards him, "hi?" He whispered and you chuckled.

"Hi handsome," you nuzzled your head in his embrace, "I got you something, its not much but i thought you'll like it," Sukuna moved a bit to grab the bag you placed on the table. You were excited as he pulled out a tiny box and you were literally trying to snatch it from him causing him to laugh and pull the box higher making you pout at him before he handed it to you.

Hurriedly you unwrapped the small box as Sukuna nervously looked at you waiting for your reaction and secretly scared that you'll hate the small present he got you. You gasped when you pulled out a beautiful star shaped hair pin, "YOU GOT ME THIS? FOR ME?"

He rubbed the back of his neck ready to apologise but you took him by shock when you screamed and jumped to hug him and plant kisses all over his face before giddily looked at the pen holding it with both your hands looking at it with heart eyes. "Wahh, it's so pretty," you turned to look at Sukuna, "Thank you Sukuna, it's a lovely present and," you looked at the hair pin, "it's for me."

Sukuna smiled, "you are so welcome sweetie, but I'm sure you've got better presents than this one and I-"

You shook your head looking at him with the same smile that never left your face showing your cute back teeth, "No one ever gave me a present, this is my first!" Sukuna's brows narrowed when he heard that, "Yeah like a hair pin as an present is the first probably," he chuckled to which you did to but shook your head, "nah uh, I mean as a present present, no one ever gave me one, I never reserved any from anyone" you said it with a smile which made Sukuna stop for a while, "...not even on your b-birthdays?"

"Uhm, I think everyone was just busy, so it's okay." The way you said it like it was normal to never get a gift made Sukuna's heart ache, even though he came from a very unlovable family they still would often get him gifts, his frw friends got him gifts and even random people from his work sometimes got him gifts; nowing that no one ever got you a gift not even your family was shocking to him and he remembered how you tend to appreciate the littlest things around you, you chuckled before turning to face him holding the pin to him, "can you pin it in my hair?" He nodded snapping out of his thoughts as he carefully pined it to the side of your hair and picking his phone up to take a picture of you as you held the peace ✌🏼 sign with a smile for the picture.

He kissed the phone, and you chuckled after he showed you the picture he placed the phone down and held your head gently before placing kisses all over your face and pulling you in his arms. A genuine smile never left your face as you wrapped your arms around him eventually falling asleep in his arms, few tears dropped on your cheeks as you slept, Sukuna quickly whipped them away then whipped his eyes holding his tears from falling, "I promise to give you the world." He whispered before kissing the top of your head as you slept.

#jujutsu kaisen #angst #jujutsu kaisen fluff #sukuna jjk #jujutsu kaisen sukuna #sukuna ryomen #sukuna x reader #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x you #sukuna ryoumen x reader #sukuna ryoumen x you #sukuna angst

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satorustyles · 10 months

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you can't fall asleep (a gojo one shot)

a/n: hi! yay to my first post! i'm still exploring the jjk fandom and spoiling myself with fics and drabbles while waiting for the next episode, and this definitely won't be the last one i'm writing! i'll be making more parts of this with the other jjk men but for now, pls enjoy this gojo one shot! -bear

nanami kento version here!

sukuna version here!

warnings: none, just pure fluff and sleepy!reader <3

word count: 851

Whenever you felt restless and needed to get enough sleep for a mission the next day, Gojo was always one step ahead of making sure you slept early. He's the one who assigned you on that mission, anyway. So, of course, as your teacher (and lover), he always ensured that his student got enough rest, not knowing the outcome of every mission. It would range from a few hours to a few days. The longest one you've been on was three days, and Gojo felt terrible for keeping you up the evening prior.

You tossed and turned in your shared bed, crying that the chamomile tea your boyfriend prepared for you did not make you sleepy at all. You stared at the small digital clock on your bedside table, the green numbers glowing 11:21 PM. You were going to meet the rest of the team at five in the morning.

You wanted to cry.

Gojo was still outside in the living room, talking to Utahime on the phone, finalizing the plans for the mission the next day. From the open door of your bedroom, you could hear the seriousness in his tone and you didn't want to interrupt him. Knowing Gojo, he would just drop whatever he was doing and tend to you, whatever you needed. Not that you complained about that.

But you were just getting desperate. Every second you spent awake was a second wasted that was supposed to be for sleeping. You had no choice but to whine about it to your boyfriend.

With your blanket wrapped around your shoulders, you made your way to the dark living room. The only light visible was the one coming from the muted television, illuminating the small space and your boyfriend's lean and slender figure on the couch, phone propped up against his ear.

He immediately noticed your form standing by the doorway, his bright blue eyes staring down at you despite the darkness of the room. Utahime was still talking on the phone, but his attention was already on you, smiling as he gestured for you to come near him.

"Hi," He whispered once you were in front of him. "Sorry, did I make you wait long? C'mere." He held your wrist and gently tugged you down towards him, and you situated yourself on his lap and rested your head on the crook of his neck. His strong arm was quick to wrap you closer to him, keeping his hold on you tight while his other hand held onto his phone.

"Utahime, I gotta go. I'll call you back in the morning." Without waiting for the teacher's response, he hung up and dropped his phone next to him with a soft thud.

"Angel," He whispered, dipping his head and kissing your forehead softly. "I thought you were already asleep."

"I can't sleep, Gojo." You grumbled frustratedly. The white-haired man could only chuckle amusedly as he fixed your position on his lap, granting him access to your neck. He began trailing soft kisses down your jaw, trailing down to your neck and shoulders. His hands gripped the edges of your blanket and wrapped them tighter around your body, trapping your arms inside.

"My poor baby," He cooed softly, nuzzling his head against your neck. "Were you waiting for me to help you sleep?"

You could only muster a grumbled sound, enough to confirm Gojo's inkling. He smiled fondly at your grumpy attitude, keeping himself from laughing lest he wanted his baby to get even angrier. No, sir, he definitely knew better.

He then stood up, carrying you with him bridal style as he made his way to your bedroom. He then gently put you down and you watched as he positioned himself behind you, leaning his back against the headboard and pulling you towards him.

"Will this do?" He whispered to you, and you turned around to meet his face before plopping yourself on top of him, your stomach against his and your head resting on his chest. You wrapped your arms around his waist as Gojo's hand reached up to push the strands of hair back from your forehead before he planted another soft kiss, the feel of his lips on your skin making you warm and fuzzy inside. It's like he has some kind of magic against you that always made you weak when he was this close to you.

Which was why you always needed him whenever you couldn't sleep.

"Sleep, doll." He whispered against your skin, rubbing slow circles on your back, eventually making you sleepy. Yes, finally. "I'll be right here with you."

“I love you,” You sighed contentedly, planting a soft kiss on his chest and you could feel the way his breath hitched at the action.

“I love you, sweet one.” He whispered back, his one arm pulling you closer to him whilst his other hand continued to rub your back soothingly, the feel of his long fingers tracing the curve of your back pulling you to sleep with every breath. “Tomorrow, I’ll be watching closely when you leave for your mission. You don’t need to worry about anything.”

#gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo #gojo satoru #gojo one shot #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #jjk #jjk 2 #gojo satoru x reader #gojo fluff #bear writes

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anonimusunnoaniswriting · 2 months

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𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰 🎀Age in bio or blocked🎀

Clumsy Office Intern

ReaderxGetoxNanamixGojoxShoko.

Follow up to this with dubcon Sukuna x reader, find it here.

This is disgusting filthy smut but also a full fantasy. I do not endorse such behaviour. Colleagues should help each other but not like this. It is wholly imaginary and such occurences should remain in fanfiction and porn and these biomes only.

Thank you for your consideration. Also Sukuna has blue balls here.

A big thank you to @ominous-meme for proof reading and beta reading. Love you, you evil bastard.

Silly little new intern at the office… Somehow things just always went awry when you were involved. Those papers that went missing; the printer jamming; that time you tripped and dropped coffee all over the break room floor. Forgetting to submit your paperwork and delaying the production pipeline…

So very clumsy, yet so eager to please. A cute little thing running around the office, your tight blue skirt hugging the curves of your ass. The billowy cream blouse you kept loosely tucked so it could hang and cover your pudgy belly. Your hair falling down your back in a pretty curtain. Trying so very hard to make up for all the teeny mistakes and accidents only to cause more as you go. So why weren't you fired yet?

Well, simply because your seniors covered for you. After all, letting such a cute little thing slip out of their hands wasn't what they wanted at all.

So Satoru helped you look for the missing papers, Suguru brought the mop out to clean the spill, Shoko showed you just where you could tap the printer to encourage it to move along and Kento – he was the worst of the lot – took the blame for you, not submitting your paperwork saying the task he gave you must have taken precedence in your mind and so he should have been clearer with you.

So when your boss yelled at you two it was Kento who took most of it, much to your embarrassment. But he did so happily – after all, he knew you would be making it up to them.

So now there you were in Shoko’s house, supposedly for karaoke, songs long forgotten and all of you with enough alcohol in you to guarantee a wicked hangover in the morning. And you were convinced that the best way to repay your kind senpais was with your sweet plush body.

Somehow you had been pulled onto Kento’s lap, back to him – “You were unsteady and I didn't want you to hurt yourself.” His hands that had started out resting on either side of your waist had slowly inched their way up to knead your breasts over the thin fabric of your blouse. Satoru – having long forgotten any sense of personal space – had his lips on the curve of your neck gently biting and sucking at the skin. Below, Shoko and Suguru worked together. While Shoko lifted your skirt and spread your legs, Suguru left a trail of soft kisses down the length of your inner thigh, creeping towards your panties, where you could feel yourself getting wetter.

A hand reached into your panties and you heard Kento’s deep voice rumbling in your ear. “Feeling good, beautiful? Would you like it if Geto-senpai was doing a little more?”

You nodded blushing like a tomato. Satoru, feeling left out, started tugging at your tucked blouse, still nuzzling into your neck.

You could feel his thick cock pressing against your thigh and he whined, “You smell so fuckin’ good my lil’ intern…Delectable…You should taste her Shoko…”

The woman’s wet tongue licked a stripe up the other side of your neck, landing at your ear where she gently bit your earlobe and began to suck.

All the attention was making a warmth bloom in your abdomen that slowly creeped down to your panties, where Suguru had found a home, laying his head on your thighs and nibbling and sucking at the skin.

Shoko pushed your skirt high, bunching it around your waist. Her fingers gently circled your clit, taking care not to touch it directly. And Satoru had given up on untucking your blouse and simply got Kento to unbutton it for him instead. Your once saviour now attacked your neck with fervour, grinding his hard cock against your ass, and Satoru’s brilliant blue eyes locked onto yours as he kissed his way up your stomach and pulled down a bra cup to take your pebbled nipple between his lips.

A hiss escaped your teeth as you felt him lightly bite down on it and simultaneously, Shoko pushed your panties aside for a long wet tongue to prod at your core. “Aahh- Geto-senpai!” You couldn't help but squeal, as his tongue explored the sensitive flesh around your pussy.

You felt the other cup of your bra being pulled down too as Shoko began to kiss and lick at the erect nipple. You wanted to move. To touch them. To feel them the way they were feeling you. But both Satoru and Shoko had effectively pinned your arms against the couch.

Satoru’s eyes reflected the ever changing light from the autoplaying karaoke videos, glinting mischievously. You had never felt so many hands on you. Despite experimenting in college, you'd been limited to one threesome at best. Every touch lit a fire under your skin.

Below you Kento’s breathing was getting heavier; it was almost like grunting now. He was the only one who was trapped, unable to work you, save for softly thrusting up into your ass, and the teasing was getting to be unbearable.

A single look at Shoko had her pull away the duo from you for a second and she lifted you from Kento’s lap and placed her lips on yours, soft and tasting of cigarettes. You lapped at her tongue gingerly, placing your hands on her breasts. Kento took the chance to unbutton his shirt and unzip his work slacks to pull out his cock from its restraint. Then he called to you, “Do you want to sit on it?”

Your wide eyes and enthusiastic response made them all chuckle. Such a sweet little intern; of course they wanted to help you out. No other office should have a perfect little girl like you. And the mistakes – those could be easily handled with time.

You went over to Kento who undid your skirt and tugged down your panties. You were going to straddle him face-to-face but the man stopped you. “Your senpais would like to see every little expression you make while I fuck you on my cock, baby girl. Is that okay?” You nodded.

Careful not to hurt either of you, you sank onto the thick girthy member standing at attention. Satoru and Suguru watched you with bated breath as you took all of Kento’s length, palming their own cocks over their pants. Kento allowed you to take the lead. His large hands splayed out over your thighs offered the support you would need. You were already so wet but he was large; filling you up well.

You began to move, testing the waters; all the grinding had left Kento sensitive, and he growled spurring you on even more. “Fuck- just like that baby girl!” Shoko kneeled in front of the two of you, splaying her tongue out onto your clit and letting you rock yourself on her tongue.

You felt so stretched, about to snap at any moment. Kento pulled your blouse off your shoulders and unhooked your bra, now thrusting up into you himself. Shoko reached up to knead your soft breast once again, rubbing down the bites previously left by Satoru; whom your moans proved to be too much for. Ridding himself of his trousers he took your hand that had found its way to Shoko’s head tugging on her hair and made you wrap it around his length; long and slowly getting harder.

From the other side Suguru took the opportunity to squeeze your cheeks to open your mouth and you hungrily swallowed his cock. Small twitches let you on to how much he was enjoying it. “So fukin’ good baby,” he moaned, carding his fingers through your hair.

The coil in your stomach began to tighten, every feeling blurring into one. Kento’s voice cut through the heady moans and gasps; he seemed to be having trouble forming words too. “I’m close. You feel so good around me baby girl. Keep fucking bouncing like that.” There were hands on you – you didn’t know whose – feeling up and down rubbing you. Shoko’s tongue working over your clit. A mouth on your tit sucking and nibbling as your hand stroked Satoru hard and fast now. He was the first to spill, sticky white ropes painting your hand as he twitched and emptied his release, making a mess around you. Your release chased right after, and you threw your head back in a cry, vision going white as you came sloppily onto Shoko’s tongue, creaming around Kento’s cock.

Kento and Suguru pulled out of you, still intact, and Shoko smirked at the men from between your legs. “I say we take this to the bedroom, don’t you think so, gentlemen?”

Your eyes widened, and Shoko laughed, “Surely you didn’t think we’d be done so quickly…”

On Monday, when Sukuna Ryomen entered the office, sighing at another week of work, his eyes fell on your lovely form. As your boss, he knew there were certain boundaries he shouldn’t cross but looking wouldn’t be any harm…or so he told himself. He noticed, however, that your eyes never left your four coworkers. If only he had known just how his team had spent their weekend …

AN: hi. Just wanted to say this was inspired by this uquiz result I got. I have no recollection of what the quiz was about nor how to get back there so oops. But I had this screenshot saved and thought up this ridiculous scenario.

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authorautumnbanks · 6 months

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How To Tame A Sorcerer (44)

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Kagome nurses a cup of green tea at the kitchen island. The steam rises from the cup and helps to clear her sinuses. The heat emitting from the mug that reads: Strongest Wifey, is heavenly against the crisp morning air. The coffee maker brews in the background. Her stomach recoils at the smell.

"M'ornin," Satoru greets, his hair disheveled. He wraps his arms around her, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. His warm breath sends the hairs on her arms racing upwards, brushing against the silk material of her robe. She sets the cup down and runs her hands along his forearms, down to his hands, tracing the veins. He gives her one more squeeze before pulling away to pour himself a cup of coffee.

Kagome watches him over the brim of her mug, inhaling the scent of green tea to counteract the smell of coffee in the air. It's moments like these where she allows herself to forget about Naraku's schemes, how to save Yuji in the process of getting rid of Sukuna, and the constant threat of curses and curse users alike just waiting in the shadows for an opportunity.

"I might not be home in time for dinner," Satoru says, slumping into the seat next to her. He shifts the coffee to the other side of him. "Got a lot of missions today. Megumi is gonna stop by later."

Kagome takes a long sip from her drink. She needs to play this cool or he'll catch on to her. He's been paranoid about her going anywhere alone since she got kidnapped, but she needs to talk to Yakeru without Satoru or anyone else there. Even though Yumi came after her, Yakeru deserves to hear what happened from her and no one else.

"Did he say what time? Just planning out my nap schedule." She prays she does not fall asleep on the train. Her energy levels have been at an all-time low lately. Satoru caught her last night, knocked out on the couch with a bowl of forgotten ice cream.

"Nah, depends on when he finishes his mission." He leans over and pecks her lips. "Don't worry. He has a key to the house, so you don't have to worry about letting him in or anything." His eyelashes kiss his cheeks as he stares at her with love reflecting in his eyes.

He's so damn beautiful it hurts sometimes. Any other time, she would be grateful for his attentiveness. She's never had someone dote on her as much as he does, but right now, he's making it a tad bit difficult for her to see Yakeru without him.

"Don't like that they are working you so hard," she says, changing the subject. She'll just have to wait until after Megumi leaves. Silently, she prays he does not stay the night and opts to join the other students back at the dorms. A wave of guilt washes over her. What an awful thing to think, she berates herself. Megumi is such a sweet boy, and she really does not want to drag him along with her. He's still just a kid and shouldn't have to trouble himself.

"Helps knowing that you are at home where it's safe," he picks up his cup and winks at her. She clucks her tongue, moving away from the island.

"Yeah, yeah," she quips. Kagome waves a hand in the air as she retrieves the stack of bentos from the fridge. Left to his own devices, Satoru would just eat sweets all day. "Give some to the kids," she instructs as she places the bentos into a bag.

"You're the best, Gome-chan," Satoru says, his blue eyes unwavering. Kagome averts her gaze down to the bentos. The tips of her ears tingle.

"Any request for breakfast?" She tucks her hair behind her ears. Her stomach lurches at the thought of food. A wicked smile snakes its way across Satoru's face and Kagome wonders if she'll have to lecture him if he requests something sweet.

"Yep," he says, popping the 'p'. Satoru takes the mugs and dumps them in the sink. He stalks towards her. Kagome takes a step back, her back hits the island. Her heart rate speeds up. He lifts her up as though she weighs nothing and places her down on the island. He kicks the chair away; it lands on the floor with a thud.

"Toru?" She bites her bottom lip as he kisses the column of her neck. His large grips her thighs, his fingernails digging into her skin. She shivers at the feather-like touch tracing the sides of her lace underwear. "H-hey!" She pouts at yet another pair of ripped underwear.

"Shhh, let me have my breakfast." He flashes her a lopsided smile before sinking down.

Kagome pushes up the oversized glasses and lowers the baseball cap. She keeps her head down as she navigates through the streets of Tokyo. She has no idea when Megumi will show up, but she figures that his mission will probably take some time, and she hopes he stops by in the afternoon. Which gives her a tight deadline to make it to Yakeru's, talk to him, and make it back home in time to wash off all awful concoction she sprayed herself with.

Easy… hopefully.

She knocks on the door, ignoring the sign that says closed for vacation. No way he went on vacation. The fox loves running his shop too much. She knocks harder, more frantic. The door yanks open while she's in mid-knock.

"Did you not read the sign?" His green eyes are cold. She wets her lips and then removes the sunglasses.

"Can I come in?"

"Kagome-sama?" Yakeru gasps. He sniffs the air. "Why on earth do you smell like that?" He steps out of the way, allowing her to pass.

"I didn't want to take any risks." She tucks the sunglasses into her shirt and takes off the baseball cap. Her fingers glide across the custom hairpins, keeping her bun in place. "I'm sure you know."

"Ah, yes, because of the baby. There are no secrets amongst us foxes." He glides across the room, somehow still looking so unworldly, dressed down in a casual shirt and jeans. "I am honored that you have come all this way to see me."

Kagome sucks in a deep breath. "I wanted to talk to you about Yumi." Her heart thunders in her eardrums, her palms are slick with sweat.

"Did she do something to offend you? I have tried to talk reason into her," he remarks, leading them towards the back room.

"Well… Uh, she kidnapped me." Kagome tightens her grip on the baseball cap.

"Did she? And yet you are here and she is not." He looks over his shoulder, assessing. "I see."

"Y-you see?" Kagome's brows furrow. He should be upset. She shakes her head. "She was working with a demon—a half-demon named Naraku."

"Then the fault lies on my shoulders."

"What? No. You couldn't have stopped Yumi from working with Naraku. And I think she was acting alone from him."

"I should have known that he would try to manipulate Yumi. She was always power hungry and Naraku is a known schemer." His voice is calm, but his fingers twitch with agitation. In a burst of confidence, or maybe stupidity, she wraps her arms around his back. "Kagome-sama?"

"I'm sorry," she offers, her voice wavering. Yakeru's claws dig into his palms. "I didn't want to, but…" Tears cling to her lashes. She was not fond of Yumi and while she does not regret protecting herself and her child—her heart cries out for Yakeru. They stand there for a moment. Her mind dwells on how familiar the others are with Naraku. She wonders how long he has been in this world—clearly a lot longer than she.

"We foxes look out for own," Yakeru says, startling her. "It is how we have survived as long as we have."

"I'm sorry," she repeats.

"Yumi rejected you despite all of the mounting proof of who you are." His shoulders slump.

"She wanted my child. She didn't care about the jewel and I don't think Naraku knew what she was planning."

"No one but you can use the power of the jewel. According to the legend, others have tried, but their wishes have always been twisted and destroyed them in the end."

Kagome unwraps her arms and takes a step back. "A scroll was taken from the school about the Shikon."

Yakeru waves a hand. "They won't be able to open it, just like they cannot destroy Sukuna's fingers in their own strength." He tosses his red locks back. "The power scale shifted with the birth of your mate. He could wipe out Japan with a snap of his fingers if he wanted to. I should have anticipated this."

"Anticipated what?"

"Yumi hated how we have blended in with humans. It was not always this way, there was a time when we dominated… but we demons live a long time…"

"The human population took over?" She wonders if that explains the lack of demons in her world. "But the foxes at the hotel showed us the nursery."

"They won't be mature for centuries. Half demons take less time, but they come with the risk of losing themselves." He walks forward, leading them into an office space. He plops down in the chair, his mask cracks as the weariness settles onto his shoulders. "No one can deny the power of Satoru Gojo, not even Yumi. She must have seen your child as a weapon."

"Please do not do anything rash." Kagome rubs her arm.

"I cannot allow such a transgression. I will let the others know," he murmurs to himself as he opens the desk drawl, rummaging around for something. He pulls out a talisman and holds it out to her. "You do not understand the war that is brewing."

Kagome takes the talisman. "What is this for?" And what the heck does he mean by war? She can't tell if he means an actual one or him just seeking revenge.

"If you call, I will come." He stands up, his lips downturned. "I will take you back home. You should not have traveled alone."

"You sound like Satoru," she grumbles. She can take care of herself. Kagome puts the baseball cap back on. "I took measures to disguise myself." She slides the sunglasses on.

"Be that as it may, Naraku is not the only demon looking to return things to how they were. And your mate would have my head if I let you walk out of here and something were to happen."

"No one else knows that I'm the Shikon priestess," she points out.

"No, but you are a weak point that could be exploited if anyone wanted to take out your mate."

Yakeru trails behind her on the way home, keeping a safe distance where he could jump in at any sign of danger. In his paranoia, he changed his appearance to blend in further with the rest of the civilians. When they arrive at the home, she unlocks the door and then turns to him.

"Don't do anything rash," she stresses.

"You have nothing to worry about," he says, cheerily, "I won't do anything that you wouldn't do. Oh, and Kagome-sama, do be careful about the things you wish for."

"Wait—"

He poofs into a bird and flies off. Kagome groans. Great, just great. Yakeru is for sure going to try to track Naraku down. She takes off the baseball cap as she walks through the door. That went better than she was expecting. She thought that Yakeru would have lashed out in anger, but he was collected the entire time. And what was with the cryptic message?

"I should tell Satoru," she says, walking up the stairs. Aw, crap. She chuckles nervously at Satoru and Megumi standing at the top of the stairs.

"Tell me what?"

#gojo satoru x kagome #gojo x kagome #crossover pairings #jujutsu kaisen x inuyasha #kagome higurashi #inuyasha fanfiction #gojo satoru fanfic #gojo satoru #how to tame a sorcerer #inuyasha x jujutsu kaisen

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kana-daydreams · 3 months

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𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 || 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢

summary: Itadori being alive is not the only surprise to occur before the start of the Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill event. genre: fluff wc: 0.8k kana's notes: megumi's a little cutie pie ^^

Happiness. Relief. Disappointment. Disbelief— Megumi and Nobara’s brains can’t decide on which emotion they should experience as their eyes stare blankly across at the boy with the mauve pink hair, striking a pose from the inside of a trunk he’d popped out from like a jack in the box a few seconds ago.

Itadori Yuji—their friend and Sukuna’s vessel—as far as they know was supposed to be deceased; killed by the malevolent curse himself days ago, but yet he stands in front of them gracing them with his presence and a ridiculous smile plastered on his face which morphs into one of unease when he notices their lack of reaction at his surprise entrance.

The pair stalk dangerously towards him and the boy slightly recoils the closer they advance.

Nobara with her hands perch atop her hips, opens her mouth to unleash her wrath, but stops midway when an unfamiliar and high-pitched voice rips through the tense air, pulling everyone’s attention away from Itadori and to the figure that bolts up the nearby stairs, zips forward and crashes into Megumi, the force of the impact almost knocking the boy over.

“Megi!” You wrap your arms and legs around the taller boy, latching onto him like a claw around a teddy bear in an arcade machine.

Itadori breathes a sigh of relief at the distraction your presence creates for him, saving him from most likely getting pummelled by Nobara, though he and the girl both wear confused expressions by the sight of your seemingly out-of-nowhere appearance, and at your form clinging onto Megumi who doesn’t seem to be a tad bothered by your skin-tight proximity.

Instead a light blush paints his face as you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, breathing in his comforting scent.

Megumi circles his arms around you, hugging your figure closer to his. “You’re back.” He breathes against your ear, a happy lilt in his tone.

You pull back slightly to look at the cute face of your boyfriend you haven't seen for weeks. You give him a sheepish look. “Yeah, sorry I took so long. That assignment was a bit more troublesome than expected.” You sigh, recalling the mission you were assigned to on short-notice a few days before the Kyoto Goodwill competition, and also at how unfortunate you were not to get the opportunity to train for it like everyone else. “How about a kiss to make up for it, hm?” You say as your face begins to inch closer to Megumi's.

A dusting of pink once again gathers at Megumi's cheeks, this time at your proposal, and he leans in to meet you half the way, longing for the feeling of your soft lips against his. However, when his lips hover just above your own, it pauses as he becomes hyper aware of the audience present in front you both.

“Maybe we can do that when we’re back at the dorm?” He suggests, his eyes gesturing at the group of people behind you.

You crane your neck to look back at where his eyes follow, meeting a mixture of amused, unimpressed, confused and indifferent expressions on the faces of your colleagues and superiors.

You send a smile and a cheerful wave their way, then return your attention back to your boyfriend. “M’kay.” You press a chaste kiss to his cheek before he gently helps you onto your feet.

“Who’s she?”

You turn your gaze over to your right to see a girl with ginger-brown hair fashioned into a short bob asking Gojo about your unanticipated appearance.

A knowing smile stretches across Gojo’s lips and he flourishes a hand towards you, introducing you rather extravagantly as one of the second years at Tokyo Jujutsu High. Then in the blink of an eye, he teleports behind you and Megumi, resting his arms across his and your shoulders, pulling you two to squish against each other. "She’s also my Megumi-chan’s adorable little girlfriend." He adds in a cutesy high-pitch voice.

Nobara and Itadori are the only two whose mouths hang wide open at the revelation, in shock that their somewhat rizzless friend managed to pull someone like you.

“Since when did you have a girlfriend?!” Their voices cry out in unison.

“They’ve been together for two years—so before your recruitment.” Gojo who still keeps his arms drape across you two, answers in Megumi’s stead, earning a glare from the boy.

“What?! And you didn’t tell us.” You notice the boy with the pink hair mouth beginning to quiver slightly.

Is he gonna…cry?

Your assumption is on point as he and Nobara both break down into a symphony of fake sobs.

“You…you traitor.”

One of your brows quirk up in amusement while Megumi’s face takes on a tired and annoyed expression at their childishness.

“We should go.” Megumi says, releasing himself from Gojo's hold and gently grabbing your hand into his larger own as he makes haste to escape the scene.

His efforts are futile when Itadori and Nobara begin trailing behind you, both raining on Megumi a never ending stream of questions while the rest of your group follows in your lead as you all head back to the school in preparation for the Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill event.

#𓇻 kana's jjk ddrms #megumi x f!reader #megumi x reader #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk fluff #canonverse

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6gumi · 9 months

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night patrol !

synopsis ﹒sukuna being a menace 2 society n interrupting his partner’s night patrol

pairings ﹒ryomen sukuna x gn!reader

cw ﹒fluff. sukuna being a menace (obvi), nothing much just neck kissing, biting n all that :] !! (he says some pretty suggestive things but nothing dirty happens), ++ i didnt rlly specify the reader’s gender + pronouns or anything but sukuna did use a feminine(?) pet-name (princess)

note ﹒omfggg i was having sm sukuna thoughts yesterday, if only he wasn’t the antagonist heartbreak.. anyways ! yipeee second jjk work ! it’s a lil short but reblogs r deeply appreciated ! my ask box is still open if u wanna interact with me — millie ! ♡

sukuna has never been to type to randomly cling onto you without further explanation, so . . . this situation you both got yourselves in was a little odd to say the least. i mean . . ryomen sukuna? the king of curses? wanting attention from his own partner? impossible! honestly, it’s bad enough that you were on his lap in the middle of the open forest, during the night patrol you were assigned to do! if you both were caught, bleh. dead. both of you. or maybe . . not?

a low hum rumbled from sukuna’s throat, nuzzling his nose against your hair, your neck, anywhere he could inhale your sweet scent. you had to admit, you did kind-of enjoy this . . . sukuna was usually so uptight and demanding, so it was nice that he was like this for a change. there you were, sitting on the king of curses’ lap . . in the middle of the damn forest. you felt his chin on your shoulder, your arms crossed over your chest as you had enough of his sick shenanigans, finally opening your mouth to speak.

“are you done, ‘kuna? we can’t just stay here, we’re gonna get killed out here if they saw a jujutsu sorcerer and the king of curses out here.”

“then where the hell would you wanna go, idiot? your bedroom so we can have some alone time?” he chuckled at your flushed expression, rubbing your thigh affectionately as his smile grew larger, nuzzling his head against yours. sukuna didn't pay any mind to your warnings whatsoever, i mean . . . you were right, but he didn't care enough to let go of you. "whaddya’ take me for, huh? i’m the king of curses, no one’s gonna kill me. why, you worried for me sweetheart?”

“it’s not like that you asshole.” you sigh, leaning back against his hard chest with your arms still crossed. “if we get caught by the higher ups because i returned late i’m blaming it all on you.”

"and i’m blaming you for getting me in this situation in the first place. we’re both to blame, sweet.” you? you were to blame? oh please. as if. “nuh uh, you’re the one who bothered me and pulled me onto your lap!”

"and you didn't try and stop me either, you didn't stop me because you wanted to stay. and who’s fault is that, hm? c’mon, tell me.”

you felt your face heating up at his sudden comeback, grumbling in annoyance. “you! ugh. you’re such a nuisance!” he merely just grinned at you and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer as he pressed his body close to yours, it was comforting to him almost. despite your constant bickering with sukuna, you did worry that someone could be watching the both of you right now, on their way to tell the higher ups to get you executed for hanging around with the king of curses, geez . . . it’s draining being in a relationship like this, you thought.

“princess,” he finally broke the silence between you both, kissing your neck to get your attention. “what’re you doing out here anyways? i thought you were sleeping by now, i was gonna stop by.”stop by? with people around?! hell no! “well, i was trying to have a lovely time on my night-time patrol but somebody decided to interrupt me.”

“fuck it. just tell those lowlife amateurs that something important came up, easy. and that way, you spend the rest of your time out here with me.”

“you know i can’t do that.”

“you should.”

“kuna.”

“what, beautiful?” he ran his fingers up your neck, slowly wrapping them around your flesh as he squeezed it ever-so gently, a chuckle erupting from his throat. sukuna dragged his tongue down the nape of your neck, biting down at your unknown sweet spot you never knew you even had . . . your body squirming in his hold. “tell me.”

“i fucking hate you so much.”

“i should try and wash that mouth of yours with soap, i can only handle so much of what you say . . . you have such a foul mouth, do you?” he leaned close against your ear, bringing his voice down to a low whisper. “or maybe . . i can try other methods to teach you a lesson for speaking so improper to me. that sound good?”

your breath hitched at his words, feeling his grip on your neck tighten a little as his other hand pinched the skin of your thighs, making you jolt. “you’re gonna get me killed one day, i swear.” “oh relax, sweetheart. no one's going to kill you. they wouldn't dare, not when I'm around." he pressed his cheek against your own, his gentle touches and little caresses on your body soon transitioning into more possessive ones. “besides, if anyone had the balls to try and kill you, i’ll fuckin’ guarantee that i’d kill them myself before you even know it.”

you could feel the chills that rushed through your body when he whispered that last sentence, god. he’s fucking crazy. and you still had the balls to date him? kudos to you.

“i’m seriously gonna punch you.”

“oh yeah? punch me right now then. lemme see how weak those arms are.”

and . . . there he goes again. his somehow-playful side with you. hm . . maybe this night patrol could be extended to a few more minutes or so.

just maybe.

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wri0thesley · 3 years

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Well shit. The pet talk has me thinking about turning into a neko because of a curse gone wrong... would you like to write headcanons for the jjk men reacting to their crush befalling that fate? Who'd try to reverse it, who'd want to keep them that way? Who would use the chance to get closer or even turn it into pet play?

ahh to be a neko and be owned by a handsome jjk man.....

warnings: not sfw, afab reader implied, cat/neko hybrid reader, petplay mentions, master/pet dynamics!

♡ —-> below the cut: gojo, nanami, geto, toji, sukuna, mahito <—- ♡

♡ Gojo probably immediately figures out how to reverse it - but the thing is, right away, he doesn’t much want to. You just look so cute with the neko ears resting on your hair, your hands curled like paws, your tail curling around you so cutely. The light purr in the way you speak, the way your eyes keep contracting as you get distracted by a loose thread on his clothes or the light reflecting off his sunglasses.

He’s going to take a lot of pictures of you; partly to make fun of you with later, partly because he just can’t help it. You’re adorable! As part-cat now, too, you’ve gotten a lot less good at hiding your affection. Gojo is suddenly being subjected to you batting your head against him, rubbing your face against his to mark him as yours - and he’s not complaining about it at all.

He will very much use this as an opportunity for petplay. He’s got a bit of a power complex about being the strongest; you being a cute little pet at his knees, all helpless and mewling, is something he didn’t realise he’d want so badly. And you’re so sensitive, when he touches your ears or your tail. He kind of wants to get you a collar, to leave you like this forever - but he’s not going to, because at the heart of it, he’s a good man who wants the best for you.

It won’t stop him bringing this up all of the time afterwards, showing you the pictures, and buying you a cute tail and ear set to wear for him when the two of you are spending some alone time together, though.

“Aww, kitty - that’s right, smile for the camera - say ‘nya~’!”

- ♡ -

♡ Nanami is more concerned than anything else. His first instinct is to protect you, and his second instinct is to be frustrated with himself for not protecting you thoroughly enough. He takes you back to his place before Gojo or anyone can see you, knowing that most of them won’t let you live this down and preparing to organise things himself. When it turns out Shoko can’t have a look at you until the next day, citing the fact that you’re not in any real danger, Nanami resigns himself to having to spend the night with you in this state.

He tries to make you a bed in the spare bedroom but you crawl onto his bed anyway, nesting at the foot of it, curling yourself in covers. When he doesn’t pay attention to you, you sigh, rubbing your head against his leg, as if to say ‘well, go ahead, pet me’ - unfortunately, if you want Nanami to do that, you have to open your mouth and ask. He doesn’t want to take advantage of you.

When you finally do ask him with your words, he presses his lips thinly together but he also knows cats - you’re not going to let him rest until he does it. He finds himself soothed by petting your ears, the soft rumble of your throat, the way that his touch seems to make you relax. He hadn’t realised just how comfortable you must be with him.

Nanami will not do anything to you in this state, even if you try and initiate it - when he gets to take you to bed for the first time, he hopes there will be no cursed nonsense present - just you, and him, and the beating of your hearts. But at least this little experience has given him some courage to push forward with his crush.

“You really want me to stroke you? Well . . . I suppose I could . . . is this alright?”

- ♡ -

♡ Geto does not want to like the sight of you with your eyes big and wide and cute cat ears on your head and a tail extending from your backside as cute as he does. You’ve always been one of his favourite curse users, and perhaps he’s been nursing a crush on you for longer than he’d like to admit - but this just feels rude. You’re so cute with your head tipped to the side, sticking very close to him, fair brightening up when his hand so much as brushes your arm.

He does want to fix you, of course - he doesn’t want anything to dull your sharp knife-edges, the cleverness thrumming beneath your skin. He thinks of the people he surrounds himself as family, and you as - as more than that. But he indulges in it for a little too long. Liking to watch your tail swish as you walk, your ears twitch - liking the noise you make when he runs his palm over your face.

Geto, too, will indulge in a little petplay. How can he not, when you were so obedient and good for him even before this unfortunate occurrence? He soothes you with pets and kisses as you sink onto his cock, calling you his good kitten, asking you to purr for him and groaning when your slightly sharper than usual teeth nip at his neck and you mewl so prettily at the touch of his hands on your spine.

Out of anyone, Getou is the most likely to tie a ribbon around your new tail and get you a cute collar with a bow and a bell on it. When you’re sat on his lap with his cock inside you, he murmurs softly not to let the bell jingle, be a good pet and stay exactly where he puts you - and for Geto, you’re a very well-behaved pussy-cat, and you do exactly what he asks you.

“Mm, that’s right - good kitten. You feel so right there. You’re such a pretty thing, so well-behaved--”

- ♡ -

♡ Toji should want to do something about this. He hates the idea of all of this cursed energy clinging to you - but he also knows there isn’t much he can do, and he isn’t willing to lower himself to ask for help from anyone who can do anything about it. So, welcome to your new life - you’re Toji’s cute little kitten now. He likes his kitten to lie on his lap, to nest in his bed, to eat off a bowl on the floor and wear their pretty collar--

He likes his kitty to be well-behaved, but honestly, Toji’s treatment whether you are well-behaved or not is much the same. He likes that you’ll sit and listen to him like everything he says is the most important thing in the world - likes that, now you’re his good little housecat, he is the centre of your universe. He’s rough with you no matter what, but you grow to absolutely love that sensation - love digging your claws into his back when he fucks you, love it when he groans ‘good kitty’ into your ear, love it when he stretches out beside you and lets you nuzzle into his chest, purring at him.

He secretly likes it when you act up a little bit; if you spill your milk or if you purposely ignore him. He loves having an opportunity to tame the brattiness out of his kitten - to tug on your tail a little meanly, to remind you of who exactly you belong to.

“Aww, kittycat-- you’re really pushin’ my buttons today, huh? C’mere - lemme remind you who your owner is--”

- ♡ -

♡ Sukuna . . . if you’ve ended up like this and you’re Sukuna’s object of affection, we can only assume that Sukuna himself is the one to have engineered it. No other curse would dare to touch his property, after all - and if you are Sukuna’s, you are his property. You being a cute little kitty now doesn’t change the fact at all; if anything, it reinforces in Sukuna’s mind that you’re his pet. He owns you. You ought to be on your knees, your head bowed, practically quivering if he deigns to pet you or lavish you in affection--

You will be staying this way.

You’ll be learning exactly how a good pet behaves; how and when to use your tongue, how to respond to your Master’s petting of your ears, how to learn to roll over and present yourself when your Master wants to take you. Heaven help you if you go into heat, kitten - Sukuna’s deeply amused by your whimpering, by the way you keep nuzzling against his thighs and telling him that it hurts, please fill me up, pleasepleaseplease.

If you’ve been very good, he’ll reward you by filling you up fuller than you even realised you could be. If you’ve been very bad, you’ll be sobbing and clawing into his sheets and begging to be touched with your own need streaming down your thighs. Either way, in the end, you’ll be mewling into Sukuna’s kimono with tears on your face from the stretch, secure in the knowledge that you’re owned.

“A good kitten walks on all fours, hmm? A good kitten obeys their Master. A good kitten knows to do it immediately when I tell them to open their mouth--”

- ♡ -

♡ Mahito wants to find out everything he can about this interesting new development. Chances are, if he has a crush on you, you already know it - subtlety is honestly not one of the curse’s strong points. Chances are, too, if he has a crush on you and you’re still around, you’re okay with is - but this is probably going to push it over the edge. His hands are all over you, petting and tugging on your ears and your tail, probably trying to see how they attach to your skin and laughing when you flinch or blush or a certain rub of his thumb across your tailbone makes a purr thrum in your throat.

He’s telling you how cute you are through it all, laughing - he’s talking earnestly about the way humans keep pets, how he’s always wondered about it, and now he’s had one dropped into his lap, and isn’t that just fortuitous? At first, he wants you to be as much of a pet as you can - on your hands and knees, purring, mewling, the whole nine yards! But once he’s exhausted that option (Mahito’s moods tend to be whimsical and over in a flash before he’s moved onto the next one), he wants to explore your new additions and how doing certain things to you makes them feel. Expect to be fucked from behind by Mahito pulling your tail - expect him, too, to be very interested in the concept of cats going into heat! You’re an endlessly fascinating new toy, until you’re not quite as fascinating--

And then Mahito is shifting his soul to have his own cat ears and tail, to be mess around with you some more and see if your reactions are any different when he’s made himself your cat-boyfriend! Eventually, he’ll get bored of you being part cat and he’ll figure out how to get you back to your normal self on his own, but by then the damage has probably already been done and some part of you is just conditioned - to purr when your head is scratched, to docilely sit at Mahito’s feet and paw at the front of his trousers.

“You’re so cute! Humans like to play with their pets, right? Let’s play, then! Purr for me, koneko-chan~”

- ♡ -

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