#yandere yuuji

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Idolification.

Pairing: Yandere!Itadori Yuuji x Reader (JJK).

Word Count: 5.0k.

TW: No Curse/College AU, Fem!Reader, Non/Con, Prolonged Stalking, (Unintentional) Emotional Manipulation, Oral Sex, Drunk Sex, Unprotected Sex, Age Gap (Reader's 27, Yuuji's 22), Intimidation, Brief Mommy Kink, Pepper Spray, and Obsessive Behavior. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.

“I’m so, so, so, so sorry.”

“It was an accident, you don’t have to—” Yuuji was cut off by another splash of milk, quickly followed by another jet of water. Her makeshift treatment was harsh, the temperature alternating unpredictably between ice cold and scalding hot, but Yuuji took the abuse with a smile that was almost bright enough to distract you from the red, aggravated skin around his eyes. Almost. “It’s alright,” he managed, eventually, doing his best not to sound like he was being slowly drowned in your bathtub. “Believe it or not, that’s only the second worst thing I’ve gotten in my eyes.”

Knowing him, it was probably closer to the fourth or fifth, but that did little to ease your guilt. He’d been leaving as you were getting home from your second twelve-hour shift of the week, and from there, it’d been a comedy of errors. He spotted you coming down the hall, haggard and bleary-eyed, and saw the babysitter who’d spent more summers than not keeping him (and, by association, his older half-brother) out of trouble before their family fell off of the face of the planet, and reacted the way Yuuji reacted to most things – with open arms and a contagious smile. You’d looked at him, a far cry from the kid you’d spent so much time looking after, and seen a very strange, very grown man loitering outside of the door to your shoebox of an apartment before charging towards you with a manic expression and, well, you had always wanted an excuse to use the pepper spray you carried near-religiously. It was only a shame it had to be on someone as sweet as Yuuji.

Now, you were on your knees on the floor of your bathroom, your fingers tangled in Yuuji’s hair as your roommate gently waterboarded him with a cartoon of organic oat milk in one hand and your decade-old showerhead in the other. The front of his t-shirt was soaked through, his lung half-flooded at least, but he was still grinning like you’d greeted him with a blank check and a litter of puppies. “Honestly, it’s on me,” he insisted, his enthusiasm too potent not to be genuine. “Miss Shoko mentioned she was living with someone.”

At the mention of your roommate, Shoko Ieiri, your attention shifted to the woman in-question. You weren’t an idiot. After the shock died down, it hadn’t taken long for you to piece together why a young man would be rushing to get out of your apartment while your attractive (albeit, socially dead) roommate was home alone. When she met your prying eyes, you shot her a pointed glare. “Cradle rocker.”

She threatened to turn the showerhead on you, but relented as soon as you flinched away. “He’s in one of my classes,” she muttered, then pushed herself to her feet with a soft groan. “We’re out of milk,” she said, shaking the empty carton. “Let his eyes air-dry. I’ll be in my office – come get me if he starts crying again.”

“I’m a doctor too, y’know.”

“You’ll be a doctor in another year. Right now, you’re an intern.” She eyed Yuuji wearily. “An intern who physically assaults her patients, at that.”

Without any real way to retort, you stuck your tongue out – a gesture Shoko mimicked as she slipped out of the crime scene that was your bathroom. Despite Shoko’s advice, you fished a towel off the nearest rack and handed it to Yuuji, who accepted it with a grateful hum. “I really am sorry,” you repeated, burying your face in your hands. “It’s just, it’s been so long, and you look so different, and god, it’s been—”

“—ten years,” Yuuji filled in, probably tired of hearing you repeat the same two excuses. “I remember, ‘cuz you invited us to your graduation that year. I wanted to go, too, but Gramps got sick and…” He trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck with an airy chuckle. “You know how it is.”

“Oh my god,” you gasped. “I loved your grandfather. How is he?”

Yuuji’s smile wavered for the first time. “He passed, actually. A few years ago.”

Fuck.

If the building was going to collapse and bury you in the rubble, that would’ve been the time.

“Sukuna’s doing good, though,” Yuuji went on, kind enough to pretend there hadn’t been a lapse. “He opened a restaurant a few months ago. It’s a hole-in-the-wall kind of place, but it’s been keeping him out of the ring.” His expression brightened. “And you’re a doctor! I mean, I knew you would be, but you’re a doctor!”

You felt your face heat up his brother’s name, your eyes falling to the tiled floor. “Almost a doctor. I just started my internship.” And they’d already managed to work you half to death. “You’re in med school, right? Shoko never teaches undergrad.”

“It’s my first semester,” he said with a slight laugh. “It’s harder than I thought it’d be, though. Miss Shoko offered to give me a few pointers, but, y’know—” He sighed, let his head lull back. “I’m starting to think I’m just not smart enough for stuff like this.”

“You shouldn’t say that kind of thing about yourself. You’ve always been—” You cut yourself off with a sudden gasp, clapping your hands together. “If you’re struggling, let me help you study! I have tomorrow off, and I promise, I’m not as strict as Shoko.”

Immediately, he straightened up, your towel still strung around his neck and his smile returned to its full brightness. It only dimmed slightly when he glanced down at his damp shirt. “…there won’t be as much pepper spray this time, right?”

His smile was as contagious as it’d been when he was still a kid, begging you to let him stay up yet another hour past his already-lenient bedtime. Despite his bloodshot eyes and your lingering, only slightly lessened guilt, you found yourself biting back a grin.  

“No pepper spray, this time. I promise.”

~

“Room for one more?”

She glanced over her shoulder as you struggled past the jammed sliding door, taking a moment to evaluate your stiff shoulders and strained smile over the thick frames of her glasses before nodding curtly. Your relief was immediate and all-encompassing. Honestly, you should’ve known better than to do anything but shake your head and flee the country when Yuuji invited you to hang out with a few of his friends, but he’d sworn up and down that it wasn’t a party and promised that you wouldn’t be out of place and pouted in a way you’d never been able to resist. You were starting to think that, no matter how old you got, you’d never learn to say ‘no’ to Yuuji.

The blaring music was only vaguely muffled by the glass, the blurry outlines of other guests playing behind thin curtains. There was a red solo cup in your hand, a lipstick stain on your cheek from a girl who’d passed out half an hour ago, but you were hyper-aware that you were too old to be at a college party with people at least half a decade younger than you, in the best cases. You braced yourself against the balcony railing with a soft groan, crossing your arms and hanging your head low enough to warrant a hum of sympathy from the woman next to you. She held up a box of cigarettes – the cheap kind you and Shoko used to split on the days you had to decide between food and rent – and you accepted her offer with the kind of gratitude you could only assume a starving lion would’ve shown to a limping gazelle.

“Maki,” she said, shaking one into your open palm and fishing a lighter out of her pocket. “You’re one of Itadori’s friends?”

“You could say that.” You let her light you up before taking a shaky drag, the bitter taste a welcome distraction. “I’ve been tutoring him for a few weeks. I think he just invited me as a way to say ‘thank you’.”

Her eyes flashed with recognition, the corner of his lips turning upward for the first time. “You’re the chick who used to babysit him. (Y/n), right?”

“He’s mentioned me?”

“He won’t shut up about you. Every other word out of his mouth is ‘(Y/n) this’ or ‘(Y//n) that’.” She tapped her cigarette against the edge of the railing, sending a few flakes of ash fluttering down to the street below. “Megumi gets it the worst, but we’ve all had to see the fucking pictures.”

“That… that sounds like him.” You forced out a half-hearted laugh, then wavered. “I’m sorry, pictures?”

Maki opened her mouth, but the balcony door was jerked open before she could respond. Yuji appeared in the open entryway, cheeks flushed and grin wide. He drawled your name in a single slur before moving on to more important topics. “We found a—We found a karaoke machine! ‘gumi thinks he can get it running!”

You sent Maki an apologetic look, but she only shrugged, a sliver of a grin. “Better get him tucked in.”

This time, when you smiled back, it didn’t quite reach your eyes.

~

It took a month for Yuuji to start ‘forgetting’ his textbooks when he came over for your little study sessions.

It took three for Yuuji to drop the pretense of studying at all – calling you out to some late-night diner or lethargic early-morning café or, better yet, showing up at your apartment door unannounced and empty-handed with only that unnerving smile and a half-baked excuse to spend time with you.

It took six for his hand to drift just a little lower than your shoulder while you watched some awful, b-rated horror movie on your well-beaten couch. You let him reach your waist before clearing your throat and shifting away, your smile pained.

“I… I think you should probably leave,” you half-mumbled, your voice shaking. “It’s getting late.”

“We haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” Predictably, Yuuji was undeterred. His persistence used to be endearing, but now, it just felt unfair. “I don’t mind sleeping over, if that’s what you’re worried about. It’s not like we’ve never spent the night together.”

A nervous laugh, his hand planted just a little too close to your thigh. “I wish you wouldn’t phrase it like—”

“I mean, I know I’m your type.” It was almost impressive, what he could say with such an innocent expression. His free hand found its way to your other side, pinning you between the arm of the couch and his broad chest. “I know you had a thing for Sukuna, and everyone says we’re practically identical. That means you should be into me too, right?”

“Yuuji,” Your eyes darted to your phone, left absent-mindedly on your coffee table. The urge was there, but it wasn’t like he would actually hurt you. He’d always been a sweet kid – a little overzealous, but that wasn’t a crime. This was just… a bad decision, one you had to stop him from making before he did something he’d regret. “Sukuna is my age, and—”

“I don’t care about that.” He cut in swiftly, definitively. His bright eyes had glazed over, catching the dim light of your T.V. as he leaned in further, as his face came to hover less than a full breath away from yours. “I’ve loved you since I was eight. Can Sukuna say that?”

“That’s not—”

“I know you used to fuck him.” His chest was touching yours, now, his breath hot against your skin. “I know you’d fuck him again, if he was here. I know—”

You didn’t give him a chance to finish. It was a weak blow, simultaneously hesitant and instinctual, but your open palm made contact with his cheek with a deafening crack, his head snapping to the side and putting that much more distance between his body and yours. He moved to cup his swelling cheek, and you took the opportunity to slip out from underneath him and stumble to your feet. “I think you should leave,” you repeated, the words spat hastily enough to blend together. “Please, Yuuji.”

For a second, he didn’t move, didn’t speak.

Then, he turned to face you, his smile wiped away and his expression so blank, you couldn’t remember how you’d ever looked at him and saw anything other than void.

He didn’t say anything, only pushing himself to his feet and shambling out of your living room. You kept your eyes on the ground until his footsteps faded out of earshot, until you heard the front door creak open and slam shut with enough force to shake the walls.

When you were sure he was gone, you collapsed onto your couch and laid motionless while an actress screamed in the background.

~

“Your golden boy’s asking about you, again.”

You groaned, buckling at the waist and burying your face in your arms. Shoko glanced up from the exams she was grading, but whatever sympathy she might’ve felt apparently didn’t warrant the effort it would’ve taken to reach across the table to comfort you. “Satoru’s been getting it, too,” she went on. “That’s how you know it’s bad. I can’t remember the last time someone managed to talk over that narcissist.”

“I’m sorry.” You couldn’t remember how many times you’d already apologized for Yuuji’s recent fixation. “He’s… probably just worried about his grades, or something.”

Her lips quirked into a frown. “What are you talking about?”

“I was helping him study,” you admitted, reluctantly. As much as Shoko had to hear about your unruly patients and patronizing coworkers, you’d been less open about how much time you were spending with a student fresh out of undergrad. “He’s never been that good with school. I used to have to help him with his homework in elementary school, too.”

This time, she decided your conversation was important enough to earn her full attention. “Itadori’s one of my best students.”

You felt your chest tighten. “But, the first time he came over, you were tutoring—”

She said your name, curt and blunt, and you went quiet. With a sigh, she shook her head, dropping her pen entirely. “When was the last time I offered to personally tutor a struggling student?”

You swallowed dryly. “Never.”

“And when was the last time I gave our full address out to literally anyone?”

“Never,” you said, again. After a second, you added, “Well, there was that one time with Iori…”

“Not the point. I know you don’t want to hear it, but the kid’s a creep. You might have to—”

She was cut off by your phone buzzing against the table. Your eyes scanned over the caller’s name scrawled across the dim screen before moving back to Shoko, her gaze now narrowed into a sharp glare. “Don’t.”

And, for a second, you didn’t. You convinced yourself that you wouldn’t. You told yourself that, after you bought Satoru around of drinks as an apology, you’d do… you’d do something about Yuuji, even if you weren’t sure what you could do, just yet.

Then, you let yourself picture the kid you used to watch for a few dollars an hour while his grandfather was sick and his brother was on the other side of town doing something dubiously legal at best, dead in a ditch at worst – all wide eyes and scuffed elbows and lopsided grins. You let yourself remember the way he’d ramble about his day after you picked him up from school, and how excited he was the first time you made it to one of his school’s sports days, and how he’d clung to you and sobbed the day before his family moved to the other side of the country. At the time, you’d been thankful to have one less responsibility, relieved that you’d never have to see Sukuna again. You’d been selfish, even for a kid.

The phone was in your hand in a moment, the call answered in another. You stood as you brought it to your ear, hoping that would be enough to block out Shoko’s mumbled cursing.

“Yuuji?”

~

The silence in your car was thick, nearly suffocating.

It’d been one of Yuuji’s friends calling from his phone – the dark-haired one with the monotone voice, barely audible over the blaring music of whichever nightclub they were standing outside of. He’d asked you to, in his own words, ‘come get your problem child’, and when you’d asked why Yuuji needed you specifically, he’d only handed the phone back to Yuuji and let you listen to a full minute of whining, your name the only coherent thing to make it off of Yuuji’s tongue. Shoko urged you not to go, and yet, twenty minutes later, Yuuji was slumped over in your passenger seat, his eyes narrowed and his lips pursed in an uncharacteristic frown.

He was less talkative than he’d been on the phone. The clingier stages of his inebriation had passed, leaving room for a disassociated sort of passiveness that meant, even if you’d been brave enough to try and start a conversation, his response wouldn’t be anything worth that kind of effort. By the time you reached his apartment complex, the knot sitting at the pit of your stomach was equal parts dread and second-hand embarrassment, but you tried to keep your tone light as you turned to him. “It’s time to get out, Yuuji.” And then, when he failed to move, “You’re on your own from here.”

He looked at you, eyes unfocused and hands folded almost childishly over his lap. You softened more than you should’ve at the sight. “…do you need help getting home?”

A second of thought, a quick nod. You shouldn’t. You knew that you really, really shouldn’t.

And yet, somehow, you found yourself in front of Yuuji’s door, fussing over the lock as Yuuji clung to your side, his face buried in the dip of your shoulder. He was cooperative enough; able to stand on his own with minimum swaying but not so lucid that it took more than a gentle suggestion to lead him to his bedroom, where he was more than happy to collapse onto his unmade bed. With a shaky exhale, you turned to leave, but something caught on your sleeve – Yuuji’s hand, when you could bring yourself to check.

“Stay,” he mumbled, his voice dampened by the sheets his face was buried in. “Please?”

You felt your throat go dry. “I can’t.”

You expected him to go shrill and whiny, but he proved to be a touch more mature than the ten-year-old you used to babysit. Rather flatly, he asked, “Why not?”

How were you supposed to answer that? Would it be good enough to say that you didn’t want to, that you couldn’t spend your night looking after a drunk kid you’d known a decade ago, that you’d already done more than you should’ve just by giving him a ride? Was it worth trying to talk to him at all when he could barely hold his head up? Would it do anything to soften the burn of the bile rising into your throat to point out that, the last time you’d been in the same room as him, he’d tried to—

No, it wasn’t and it wouldn’t and you had to leave. With your heart racing in your chest, you tried to jerk yourself out of his hold, but his vice-grip only grew tighter, his head rising up from the mattress just enough to let him stare at you with those big, bleary eyes. “Why not?”

“Yuuji, this isn’t—”

He was so, so much stronger than he had been, the last time you’d seen each other. One second, you were on your feet, at his bedside, and the next, you were on the floor of his bedroom, forced onto your hands and knees while Yuuji’s body pressed into yours from above. “I love you,” he said, his voice as steady as it’d ever been. “I love you, and I—Fuck—” He panted against the back of your neck, something uncomfortably stiff grinding against your ass. “It makes me so fucking hard when you say my name like that.”

A hand slipped under the hem of your top, his palm pressing into the small of your back. You moved to speak, then thought better of it, biting into your bottom lip as your anxious squirming turned to full-blown struggling. Yuuji only laughed, the noise airy and affectionate, winding an arm around your waist and pulling you that much closer to him – making it that much more impossible to get away. His free hand worked clumsily at your top; drawing it up and over your head. You fought against it at first, but froze the first time you felt something stretch a little too far, heard fabric tear. This couldn’t happen, but you absolutely couldn’t be stranded in Yuuji’s apartment with no clothes and no way out.

With his face buried in the back of your shoulder, he cupped your chest, catching your nipples between his forefinger and thumb and pinching with just enough force to draw a low, strained whimper from the back of your throat. “So cute…” He nuzzled deeper into your neck as his touch drifted. Your skirt was drawn downward – a long piece, something you’d thrown on without much thought – then discarded completely, his own shirt wrestled off in the same motion. You felt his fingertips slip under the hem of your panties, but he pulled away and straightened his back, instead. For a second, you let yourself believe that he’d come to his senses, that whatever sick idea he’d gotten into his head had finally worn off, but the arm wrapped around your waist only drew tighter, hauling you off of the floor and into his arms. You were dropped unceremoniously onto the edge of his bed, and Yuuji sunk onto his knees between your open legs.

“I know you’ve probably slept with other people – aside from my brother, I mean. It’d be nice to find out you haven’t, though.” His tone was distant and dreamy. He was still drunk, but not drunk enough for how he’d been acting earlier. Not drunk enough for what he was doing now. He traced the pad of his thumb over your clothed slit, keeping a hand curled around your ankle to keep you in place. “I used to hear you with Sukuna – in his car, and his room, on the couch after you two thought I’d fallen asleep …” He trailed off into an airy laugh. “He likes to show off – always has. If he wasn’t my brother, I think I’d kill him.”

He sighed, pressing a lingering kiss into the inside of your thigh before shifting his attention to your pussy; his tongue laving over the thin material covering your cunt. You were crying, now, openly and audibly – your choked sobs almost loud enough to block out Yuuji’s quiet groans and pleased grunts. However his obsession might’ve made him think he felt about you, your distress didn’t seem to affect his appetite. Your panties were pulled down your legs and slid into some unseen pocket. With the last barrier between you and him gone, he was free to trace his tongue over your slit, to latch onto your clit and suck in a way that made you want to bury your face in your hands and scream. You tried to – crossing your arms over your face, but any sound you tried to make was quickly strangled into a broken moans as his tongue fucked shallowly into your pussy. It was invasive, disgusting, but your body didn’t care. You felt cunt clench around him as his nose ground into your clit, his need for air irrelevant while he spread you open with his tongue. Your thighs clenched shut, attempting to block him out, but his only response was a reverberating groan – and hand on your thigh encouraging you to squeeze him that much tighter.

You couldn’t tell which you hated more; the unwanted stimulation or the fact that your body was reacting to it, heating up where you needed it to go cold. As he sunk further into you, ate you out like a beast starved, you clenched your eyes and willed yourself to go numb, to ignore the sloppy sound of your slick on Yuuji’s lips. It was useless, though, as futile as trying to ignore him in the first place. Your back arched off the bed, legs twitching where they hung limply over his shoulders, and—

 —and Yuuji pulled away with a sharp gasp. He was on top of you before you could process that he was moving, his mouth crashing into yours before you could think to avoid him. The kiss was brutal, rushed; all teeth and tongue and lips shoved against yours with enough force to bruise. The only hint of tenderness was the soft, satisfied noise he let out as his tongue raked across yours, the bright grin painted across his lips when he drew back from you. “It’s alright.” He brought a hand to your cheek, cupping your face and brushing away tears with his thumb. “I’ve slept with other people too, ‘cause I knew I’d need a little practice to catch up with you. Could never go all the way, though. I just thought about you, and…” He blushed, simpered, like he thought he could pass himself off as the shy, lip-biting schoolboy with your slick coating his chin. “I guess I just didn’t really want anyone else to touch me. Not when I knew I’d see you again.”

A horrified sob bubbled up from somewhere deep and primal in your chest. Yuuji didn’t seem to hear it, only sighing as he pressed a lingering kiss into your forehead. “You don’t have to do anything,” he muttered, his hands falling to your waist. “I want to take care of you, tonight.”

You watched in stunned, paralyzed horror as he pushed himself to his feet, as he hastily worked off his jeans, his boxers (the dark material already notably stained with proof of his arousal). You made one more feeble attempt to squirm out from underneath him, to get away before his attention turned back to you, but confused and betrayed and so, so exhausted, you didn’t stand much of a chance against Yuuji. All he had to do was glance your way, his expression as warm as it was soulless, to leave you helpless against him.

He was eager enough not to reposition you, not to draw this out with the pretense of romance. With one hand on your hip and the other planted near your head, he lined the head of his cock up with your entrance and forced himself into you, bottoming out in a single thrust.

It was agony – pure and unrelenting. Any semblance of gentleness, of restraint fell away as soon as Yuuji was inside of you, as soon as your hyper-sensitive cunt clamped down around his cock. He cursed under his breath before collapsing, his chest pressing into yours as he tried to bury himself that much deeper inside of you, to chase the feeling of your pussy milking him for all he was worth. As hard as you tried not to think about Sukuna, Yuuji hadn’t been lying when he said they were alike. He was just as insatiable as his brother had been any time you let him but his hands on you; just as rough in the way his hips ground into yours between sporadic thrusts. There’d been bruises, the next day. At least Sukuna had been the type to make sure he was gone by the time the damage set in. You doubted Yuuji would be so kind.

“I—I’m sorry,” he managed as he buckled into you. Panting against the dip of your shoulder, he took your hips in his hands and dragged your ass of the mattress, his brutal pace stuttering as he found a new angle to abuse. “Next time—I’ll be gentle next time, I just need to—”

His cock hit something soft and sensitive inside of you. Reflexively, your hands shot to his back, your nails finding skin and tearing. The moan Yuuji let out in response was nothing short of sinful; hitched and guttural, ragged and loud enough to block out the wet, slick sound of his cock pumping into your cunt. “M—” His hand wraps around your thigh, catching you under the knee and dragging it towards your chest, letting him fuck into you that much deeper, that much faster. His face never left the crook of your neck, as if he was afraid to give you space to breathe. “Mommy, ‘m sorry, I need to—”

His teeth sunk into your throat as something hot and thick flooded into your cunt, as your body went stiff and your vision burned white. While his climax was sudden, intense, the peak to a decade’s worth of patience, yours had to be dragged out of you despite your attempts to hold it back, to deny yourself pleasure in the vain hope that it’d somehow be able to convince Yuuji to stop what he’d already finished. It seemed to hold you there in that state of dark, distorted euphoria for minutes – Yuuji’s movements turning slow and languid as he nursed you through your orgasm.

Eventually, mercifully, he went still, going limp above you with his canines still planted in the curve of your neck. If there was any pain, any other unwanted burdens he could force onto you, you were too lost in your own despair to notice, too distant to feel anything other than the mildest tinge of dread as he pulled back, raising his head just far enough to stare down at you, adoration heavy in his eyes and his grin wide and love-struck.

A small, naïve part of you found the sight suffocatingly familiar, while the rest could almost convince itself that you were looking at a stranger.

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[temptacioun]

yandere ! itadori yuuji & sukuna

requested by anon

— yuuji is probably the easiest roommate you could ask for. he cleans up after himself, does his dishes, his own laundry ; he’s generally quiet and never wants to be a bother. it’s actually quite a while until he seems comfortable enough in your presence. if only you knew.

— he tries so hard to hold back. yuuji isn’t delusional, he’s aware his feelings might run a little deep and his thoughts might be a little disturbing. he’s so glad you’re such a naive little thing.

— you don’t suspect a thing. not when he asks to cuddle on movie night, not when he offers his hoodies because all your shirts are somehow in the washing machine right now, not when he places a gentle hand on the small of your back and basically presses his crotch into your ass while he passes ; as if there wasn’t enough space behind him.

— he almost feels bad, but when he does his laundry and your red lace panties just sit there ontop of the machine ; like an invitation. “just take ‘em. she clearly left them there for us.” he tries to ignore the voice in his head. the disgusting curse nestled inside him seems to have taken a liking to you as well, and sukuna’s not as subtle.

— he has to struggle for control when your friends are over, preferring to stay in his room while he tunes out the nagging in his brain.

— “if they touch her again i’ll rip their fingers off. one by one.” “she doesn’t need them, let me take care of it.” “i’m going to fucking gauge out their eyes if they stare any longer.”

— they always leave earlier than intended with the way he stares them down from his doorway. and while his heart sinks whenever your lips turn into a small pout at their leave, or whenever they cancel plans because of him, the voice in his head growls at how pretty your lips would look sucking his cock instead.

— he’s lost control once. when he went to pee at night and his eyes catch sight of you, in his shirt, getting a glass of water. sukuna’s out faster than he can blink and he’s forced to watch while the curse presses against you, hands on your hips and sharp fingernails digging into your sides.

— “the brat’s too much of a pussy” he whispers, while your brows furrowed in discomfort and you try to wriggle yourself free. you know of your second roommate, and you know there’s no playing around. you plead in a such a soft voice when his nails scratch at your thighs and his lips brush your nape. “but i take what i want”

— you two don’t speak about that night.

— but he sees it. the way your eyes flicker with fear and the way you tense up ; the bruises are visible for a few days before they vanish, but your fear doesn’t. and yuuji only drops down the deep end.

— he doesn’t lose control anymore, he gives it over and it’s terrifying. you remember how he coaxes you out of your hiding places like he’s still the sweet boy you knew, and he remembers the look of betrayal and utter horror in your eyes when he forces himself on you.

— the curse is right, and he won’t let it have all the fun anymore.

#yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #yandere itadori yuuji #yandere yuuji #yandere ryomen sukuna #yandere sukuna #yandere yuuji x reader #yandere sukuna x reader #yandere x reader #yandere #request

[yanluvr]

yandere!yuji who would hold you like a koala, tight with no signs of letting go. it would take you being a master ninja to escape his grasp, but it would still be a challenge if you were one. yuji would be grumpy if he’d woken up to an empty bed, pouting at you in the kitchen where you’re making breakfast for the two of you as his arms snake around your waist once more. he’s grateful that you’ve taken the time to cook his favorite meal of the day, but why didn’t you wake him up so he can help you? he’s such a clingy puppy.

yandere!yuji who could always convince you to deny your friends invitation to hang out with the excuse that “you can always hang out next time”, but that next time never really comes. but you aren’t sad, how could you when you spend the whole day having fun with your boyfriend? coffee in your favorite cafe, him winning prizes for you in the amusement park, catching a movie, and finally relaxing in your shared apartment. yuji always makes sure you’re having the best day everyday. more fun than your “friends” could ever give you.

yandere!yuji who’s phone storage is filled to the brim in photos and videos of you. some innocent, some not so much. some before you dated noticed him, some afterwards. but you’ll never know about his peculiar habits. you’ll never know that behind that adorable, dorky smile, is an obsessive stalker who would do anything to protect you. yuji has lost so many people in his life, and he’ll be damned if you joined them. he’ll always be the guardian watching over you.

#˚ 🪄₊‧ ame writes ⟢ #yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gn reader #gn!reader #jjk yuuji #jjk yuji #jujutsu yuji #jujutsu yuuji #yandere yuji #yandere yuuji #yuji itadori #itadori #yuji x reader #yuji jjk #yuji x you #itadori yuuji #yuuji x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #soft yandere #yandere male #male yandere #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere x y/n

[yanderenightmare]

How's yandere yuji itadori like in bed? 😋

Itadori Yuji & Ryomen Sukuna

TW: NSFW, noncon/dubcon, yandere

fem reader

SELFISH SWITCH

He’s a sporadic hormonal spaz. Bottomlessly insatiable for pleasure.

Desperate and eager, he almost winces at how sensitive he is and whimpers upon how fucking good it feels to bury himself balls-deep inside your wet hot tightness.

Sukuna is no help to you either, equally incessant within the confines of Yuji's psyche, egging him on to go faster and give it to you harder, to make you submit and scream for them.

The demon gives you harsh sucking bites in those places Yuji lays his hand down flat -which is absolutely everywhere- licking the harm and lapping up whatever drops of blood he'd made spills with a wide grin.

You feared he'd bite your nipple clean off once, but looking in the mirror afterward, only a fine ring of red teeth marks were left in the wake of the chomp. The same marking litters your skin all over, thanks to Yuji having his hands buried in your flesh at all times.

His fingers carded selfishly into the doughy fat of your thighs, keeping them down flat in a tight mating press as he fucks all the way inside you, making you hiss out, hurting at the stretch you don't have enough space for within.

Or when he takes you from the back, his hands groping your breasts in two fistfuls while his sweaty forehead rests against the nape of your neck, watching himself disappear inside you over the hills of your ass, the lewd sight of your cheeks jiggling on rough contact with his hips riling him up like none other.

Or when you ride him, his mouth on your tits, tongue swirling your nipples, and lips sucking on them tight while his hands grab your butt in a supportive squeeze, lifting you up and slamming you down all the way, leaving you no other option but to moan and hold onto his shoulders to steady yourself.

He keeps the same raging tempo throughout it, pounding you for hours with no hope of rest until he knocks himself out unconscious. Cumming won’t mean he’s done, it only means round one is finished and that it’s time for round two.

You’re too busy panting and whining to tell him to give you a break, and he’s too caught up in the pleasure warming in his gut and chasing release to assess your condition, chanting quick incoherent words you’re unsure whether are meant for you or for himself.

You suspect he doesn't know either, guessing he swings between the two. Some part half-assed praise and compliments regarding you and the other celebratory of his own winnings, self-boosts meant to cheer him on as he goes yet another round.

#yuji smut #yandere yuji itadori #yandere yuji #yandere itadori #itadori smut #jjk smut #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #sukuna ryomen smut #yandere sukuna #sukuna smut #jujutsu yuji #yuji itadori #itadori x you #jujutsu itadori #jujutsu kaisen #itadori yuuji #yandere yuuji #sukuna ryomen #ryomen sukuna #sukuna #yandere sukuna x reader #ryoumen sukuna #yandere sukuna ryomen #jujutsu kaisen ryomen #ryomen x reader #sukuna ryoumen smut #sukuna ryoumen x reader #sukuna ryoumen x you

[xleepyzs]

Itadori, Yuuji and Ryomen, Sukuna || Yandere head canons

⌗ a/n :: trust, I will do Lies of P (Pinocchio/P) headcanons next 🙏🏽

⌗ characters :: Itadori, Yuuji, Ryomen Sukuna, Uraume (mentioned)

⌗ warnings :: Yandere stuff idek

⌗ What type of yanderes are they?

For Yuuji? He's a somewhat lenient and pacifist yandere, unlike Sukuna 😒👎🏼. Sukuna is a brutal and sadistic yandere

⌗ What do they do when they're jealous?

Yuuji's jealousy isn't so extreme, unlike Sukuna. He doesn't get jealous a lot really, if another person is flirting with you, he would pull you away from them and drag you with him away from that person.

And then we got Sukuna, he doesn't get too jealous because he's confident to out you back to your place. But when you start to hang out with someone else than him, he'll first threaten you to kill them which is rare because he would kill the person off which he deemed a threat of his possession lover. He does have no reason to warn you, I mean, what'cha gonna do? Nothing.

⌗ Are they willing to share with you?

Sukuna and Yuuji DOES not want to share. Sukuna can't do anything about it since Yuuji isn't gonna let his guard down and let Sukuna take control over his body. Yuuji doesn't show that he doesn't want to share but Sukuna is not afraid to show how much he doesn't want to share, especially with Yuuji.

They're like brothers who don't want to share with their toys to be honest. They'd be like:

— "Rascal, it's my turn to take over your body! You said it yourself, you would let me take over your body after one hour later!" Sukuna would exclaimed, he's jealous that he's hugging you which he should be hugging you, till you're breathless.

"Not yet Sukuna," Yuuji responded back as he hugs you tightly while you both seat on the couch watching a movie. You could hear a growl coming from the tiny little mouth near Yuuji's under his eye

If Yuuji ever drops his guard down out of fatigue of keeping his guard up so Sukuna won't control his body, Sukuna would immediately take over his body and finally sighed of a relief.

— "Finally, it's been days being that brat's body." Sukuna would sighed in relief, then his gaze landed on your face. "Y/n, did you have fun talking to him? Or is it just me?" Sukuna would say condescending.

⌗ Punishments if you rebel or disobey them

Yuuji's punishments isn't so extreme unlike Sukuna's way of punishing you. If you are lucky, Yuuji will have full control on his body.

Your actions will depends on how harsh Yuuji's punishment is. So, for example, if you were to physically hurt Yuuji. He'd be sad though but he'd go for a lighter punishment like silent treatment and neglecting your needs for a day, (But for whatever reason if he can't neglect your needs, he'd give you the silent treatment.)

Now for Sukuna? It's harsh, if you hurt him physically, (very bold of you.) He'll punch you that will send you FLYING!!! You probably got bruises, cuts, and scars by now if you are the defiant type.

— "Don't test me, Y/n." Sukuna threatens as Yuuji takes over his body at last and looks at you with horror.

"Let's get you patch up." Yuuji says, now planning a revenge plan in his head after Sukuna gave you the painful punch ever.

⌗ How would they react if you escaped

Now, if you EVER escape the both of them. Yuuji would be panicking but Sukuna would be PISSED. Because, how on earth can you escape Sukuna?! He should've done everything in his power to get out of Yuuji's body, and none of this would've happened.

Yuuji will basically fight off Sukuna internally because Sukuna wants to regain control over his body and find you. But if that doesn't work, he'll be overly demanding to Yuuji when finding you. Yuuji is basically crying internally when Sukuna is insulting him. They'll argue once they are finding you, pointing fingers at one another and more.

— "You never thought of checking of Y/n's house/apartment? Are you stupid?" Sukuna taunts as Yuuji rolls his eyes and run through the city to find you since you disappeared through the crowds in the city.

"Shut it, Sukuna. You shouldn't be so hard on them, maybe they won't escape from us!" Yuuji responded back, ignoring Sukuna's taunting and insults hurled at him.

Now, after time of bickering and arguing while finding you. Three scenarios might happened, either Sukuna punishes you, Yuuji punishes you, or you actually escaped from them.

For Yuuji? He'll probably put you back to the basement and starve you till you're on the verge to die of starvation. This is at least harsh punishment he could do.

Now Sukuna... it's way harsh, he'd physically beat you up to the pulp and throws you back to the basement. He'll let Yuuji take over and heal you instead of himself, because you deserved it. At least what he thinks.

The last scenario on if you actually escape from them. Sukuna would be absolutely furious while Yuuji would be full on stressed and panicking. Yuuji and Sukuna will never give up, perhaps Sukuna might even summon his chef, Uraume, to find you as well.

— "Ah Uraume, you came." A tiny mouth under Yuuji's eye spoke. He looks down on Uraume whose kneeling down.

"Is there something you need?" Uraume asked while still kneeling of the King of Curses

"Yeah, help us find Y/n with Yuuji and I." Sukuna ordered as Sukuna control's Yuuji's left hand with a polaroid picture of you and extended towards Uraume.

"Understood." The chef nodded as he grabbed the polaroid picture of you and glance at it. They stand up and walk behind Yuuji which is by controlled by Sukuna himself.

#🔖 : xleepy #yandere ryomen sukuna #yandere yuuji #yandere itadori yuuji #yandere sukuna and yuuji #yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk headcanons

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

There's this youtube video by the channel "dive into japan" that reminds me of your posts where Yuji translates Sukuna for an English darling. I feel like he'd try to show normal stuff to make the darling feel a bit better. Yeah you can't leave and there's literal demons, but uh check out this convenience store sweet!

The video in question:

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/DRIFn0AS3LU

He tries to study English a to teach a bit better, and then also tries to get them to understand Japanese too. Like he makes little flashcards and accidentally winds up getting way better at English because he's practicing more than ever before lol

#.jjk #.yuuji #yandere jjk #yandere yuuji #thots #foreign darling

[mango-bango-bby]

I want some yan big brother yuji. He would be a perfect older brother(even without yandere tendencies)

As a Yan I definitely see him being super protective, like he tries to keep (Y/n) from seeing anything that could scare them.

Yan yuji letting not only Todo meet (Y/n) but choso. Because he knows they'll be just as protective(which they are)

♡ Platonic Yandere Itadori Headcanons ♡

(A/N: You all seem to really like platonic jjk yanderes!! Because I have a lot of requests for them!!! I hope you like this, I can definitely see Yuuji being someone who is very good with kids 💖)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, platonic yandere, baby and child!reader, overprotectiveness, Sukuna being a menace

Summary: Just some platonic!yandere Itadori headcanons (Platonic!Yandere!Itadori x Sibling!Reader ft. Platonic!Chosox reader)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

♡ Honestly, your brother had been taking care of you since you were a baby. Your grandfather wasn’t in any health to take care of you so Yuji was your main caregiver. He is incredibly protective over you, maybe because he’s been taking care of you since you were born.

♡ Yuji is a incredibly fun big brother! He loves to make you laugh and happy. He knows that you have a lot of energy because you a toddler, and he will happily chase you around until you eventually get tired enough to take a nap. As much as he loves playing games with you, he really doesn’t like when you want to play hide-and-seek. He fears you’re going to get yourself in a place you can’t get out or you hide somewhere dangerous, so you not allowed to play that.

♡ He is very overprotective! You’re his baby sibling, he has to make sure your safe. You cannot go anywhere without him, and you always have to be holding his hand when you’re outside! He just wants to keep you safe and that just so happens to mean you can’t really have any friends other than your brother and the few people he trusts with you.

♡ Yuji absolutely hates seeing you scared. He hates seeing you scared so much, he has to make sure that in every show you watch that theres nothing that could scare you even a bit. Every time you have a nightmare, he’s literally on the verge of tears because you’re just so innocent and kind and you don’t deserve to be scared by anything, even your own imagination.

♡ Yuji is jealous when you like other people. He’s your big brother, he takes care of you, he tucks you in at night, he plays your favorite games with you, he reads you stories, why are you paying attention to them and not him? He gets jealous of Choso a lot, he knows Choso really cares about you and sees you as a younger sibling. But Yuji is definitely jealous when he sees you having a tea party with Choso.

♡ You are absolutely spoiled. He doesn’t have a lot of money but every single dollar he has goes to you. You could have everything in the world and Yuji would still buy you another teddy bear. He just likes knowing you have everything you could ever want.

♡ Sukuna scares you a lot. He thinks it’s entertaining. One time you even ran away from your brother after enough times of Sukuna scaring you. Yuji was genuinely devastated to see you run up to Choso, sobbing that you were scared. It took Yuji hours to convince you it was actually him now and not Sukuna and that he wouldn’t hurt you. If he could kill Sukuna, he would be dead for making you cry like that.

♡ Yuji would keep you young forever if he could. He knows that you have to grow up but he really doesn’t want you to grow up and realize how bad the world really is. He is terrified something will happen to. You barely ever leave the house because he wants to protect you. That’s his job, to protect you.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

Thank you for reading, darling!!

#platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere itadori #yandere itadori x reader #yandere!itadori #yandere yuuji #yandere yuuji x reader #yandere!yuuji

[faesdreaming]

Yandere Kyoto Tech First + Second Years Reacting To Reader Trying To Leave Them

tw: captivity, gaslighting(?), yandere themes

Yuji Itadori- Oh, he’d be so utterly heartbroken, poor sweet boy. He’s so distraught, wondering what he did wrong and how he can fix it. You know he loves you right? Why do you want to leave? Isn’t he enough? He understands that you want freedom, but he can’t let you go. Not with curses lurking at every corner, not after what happened to Junpei. All he wants is to keep you safe, why can’t you understand that? He tries to reason with you, he really does try. But when you move to leave, he tightly grips your wrist and pulls you deeper into the house in which he keeps you. No matter how hard you struggle, he’s just too strong for you. Guiltily, Yuji drags you into a room, which he then locks you in. You pound on the door, screeching and yelling. And as guilty as he feels, he can’t let you out. It’s all for your own good, you’ll understand eventually.

Megumi Fushiguro- He was expecting it, to be honest. Megumi isn’t a delusional yandere. He knows that you want freedom, to live your life as you choose. And how he desperately wants to give you that, to live a normal life with you. In the beginning, he did try. But the world you live in is filled with danger and you aren’t strong enough to protect yourself, so he’ll do it for you. You pitch a fit of course. So stubborn, a trait that Megumi loves but right now doesn’t have the patience for. He quickly knocks you out before you can register what is happening. When you wake up you’re in a locked room, with no windows or any way out. It pains Megumi to do this but he won’t let you put yourself in danger.

Nobara Kuigasaki- She definitely has a lot less patience than Megumi and Yuji. She immediately starts yelling at you, demanding if you know what you’re doing. You clearly don’t if you’re trying to leave. Do you not understand how dangerous it is out there? Do you not get that you’re too weak to protect yourself? Nobara and you argue for what seems like hours, leaving you both red-faced, with tears of frustration building up in the corners of your eyes. You’re exhausted, so is she. All she wants is for you to be safe, so please, let her do protect you. And despite having less patience than both Yuuji and Megumi, she’s the only yandere who can truly get through to her darling. So you both compromise, you’ll get your freedom so long that you allow her to train and accompany you, and you’ll allow her to do so, because you really do both love each other.

Toge Inumaki- He is probably the most infuriating yandere to have. I mean he just kind of stands in front of you, completely deadpan. It’s like arguing with a wall. You can scream and shout, and beg and plead all you like, he just stares at you with the most bored expression. You’re so frustrated at the end, but you’ve exhausted yourself to the point of tears. At this point, Toge simply says stay. Even though you don’t want too, you can’t resist his cursed speech.

Maki Zenin- Similarly to Toge and Megumi, she knew this was coming and doesn’t care that it’s happening. You aren’t leaving, it’s as simple as that. You’re weak, not an ounce of strength residing in you. And you expect to be able to survive in the world? She just sighs and ends up dragging you to a locked room that’s going to be your new home for the rest of your life. Maki doesn’t care how hard you protest or how much you cry and beg. She’s not going to let you be taken from her, never.

#yandere jjk #yandere jjk x reader #yandere jujutsu kaisen x reader #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere yuuji #yandere itadori yuji #yandere itadori #yandere itadori x reader #yandere megumi #yandere megumi x reader #yandere maki #yandere nobara #yandere inumaki

[yanderelovee]

Yandere Itadori Yuuji x Reader

TW/CW: Nothing, just a little drabble. 

Author note: can you tell I want to know what is happening to my boy yuuji (no offense to gege, I do not care about any of the current characters being shown, show me yuuji and megumi;;)

Protect You even at the Cost of Everything.  Touch like fire, burning, smoldering, hurting. 

Like a fast acting poison you didn’t know there was a cure for. Yuuji sat next to you, the hospital bed a grim reminder of how he got here in the first place. Just a fun joke with his friends turned into his almost-demise and now the one who brought all the pain was cackling in his head. 

You really can’t protect anyone, kid. 

He’d tell him to shut up if it wasn’t the truth. 

Nobara was nowhere to be found, no one will tell him if she was alive or not. He knew he should expect her to be dead, no one could survive an attack like that. Megumi was far from him somewhere in this damned culling game, only god knows if he was safe. 

Looking for angel was supposed to be an easy thing. Find her, get her to open the box to free Gojo. Supposed to be easy and throughout all this time, meeting a few dozen people: Sukuna was quiet. 

Until you showed up. 

You weren’t even supposed to be here, he’d made sure you were safe and far away from anything that could hurt you. After all you barely had any cursed energy, so why. Why did you have to enter the culling game? 

You didn’t even notice him, which was already a problem. What if someone else came to you? What if they hurt you? What if you were killed? 

You should be grateful that he’s here to protect you. With everything he’s gone through, losing you would put him over the edge. 

You’ll forgive him right? This is just to protect you. 

Itadori would never hurt you. 

Just be still and when you wake, everything will be as it should be. 

#drabbble #my writing #yandere yuuji #yandere itadori #yandere itadori yuji #yandere itadori yuuji x reader #yandere jjk x reader #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jujutsu kaisen x rader #yandere x reader

[yandere-daydreams]

Puppyboy Yuuji loves rent free in my head!!! Just him whining while he humps your leg and pathetically tries to take your clothes off with a pouty little face 🥺

he's just so NEEDY fjdkslfjkdslfj,,, i think that, as a former stray, he just has no shame and no idea what's socially acceptable when living with/around humans. he has no problem walking around completely nude with his hard, knotted cock out n' proud, doesn't think twice about asking you to take care of the problem you caused between his legs by petting him so gently and calling him a 'good boy', never hesitates to turn a perfectly platonic cuddling session into him pinning you to the bed while he ruts into your ass and pants into your neck and begs you for permission to dig his teeth into your neck,,,, jfkdljfksldj he's a good boy i promise, just poorly trained </3

#personal #anon ask #yandere yuuji #hybrid au

[yanderechaos]

Yandere Yuuji is slept on. Thia boy so so sweet and ready to destroy anything that threatens his friends. If anything hurts his darling everyone would soon realize why he's the perfect vessel for Sukuna.

#itadori yuuji #yuji itadori #jjk #yandere itadori yuji #yandere yuuji #yuuji x reader #yuuji x y/n #yuji x reader #yuji x y/n

[yanderenightmare]

ITADORI YUJI MASTERLIST

Ranging from my top Yuji post to posts with notes above 1k.

How Itadori Yuuji + Sukuna is in bed:

SELFISH SWITCH ♡1.3k

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#yuji smut #yandere yuji itadori #yandere yuji #yandere itadori #itadori smut #jjk smut #yandere jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu yuji #yuji itadori #itadori x you #jujutsu itadori #jujutsu kaisen #itadori yuuji #yandere yuuji

[0asisbliss]

Oh how he couldn’t breath without you. Oh how he needed you. His heart belonged to you in every way. He would risk everything for you. The feeling wasn’t foreign. No. Just because he felt something he’s never felt in a long time, or never at all. Was it love, or lust? Either way he must have his way with you. And he’ll stop at nothing to get that.

Shalnark, Uvogin, KURAPIKA, Chrollo, Feitan, Phinks, Shizuku, Illumi, (HXH) Giyuu, Sanemi, Gyomei, MUZAN, (DS) GOJO, Geto, SUKUNA, CHOSO, Yuuta, Yuuji, (JJK) L Lawliet, Light, Matsuda, (DN) Luffy, ACE, Law, Sanji, Shanks, (OP) Ranpo, DAZAI, Chuuya, (BSD) Aizawa, All might, Present Mic, (MHA) or any of your other favs.

#hxh x reader #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #chrollo x reader #yuuji x reader #choso x reader #ranpo x reader #dazai x reader #hxh chrollo #luffy x reader #ace x reader #l lawliet #sukuna x reader #yandere x reader #yuta x reader #nanami x reader #chuuya x reader #aizawa x reader #uvogin x reader #megumi x reader #shalnark x reader #feitan x reader #rengoku x reader #giyuu x reader #sanemi x reader #illumi x you #shizuku x reader

[rottenomelet]

yandere jjk thoughts

warning:: nsfw! i’m eighteen and you should be too! hints of kidnapping, non-con, and coercion. nothing is ever really explicitly stated but - still.

a/n: there’s no real rhyme or reason behind this - winter is just my favorite time to snuggle up and read about crazy ppl. also i wrote this in lowercase originally so u see a spot i missed, no u didnt. u can leave requests for different characters if u wanna

Gojo Satoru

In no world could I ever imagine Gojo Satoru treating you like a real human being.

He is the strongest. There is no one who could destroy him. He can see all. And the issue isn’t just that he’s the best, it’s that he’s been told that since the day he opened his bright eyes. He has a big ego and it’s justified because there is no one better than him.

And sure he’ll indulge you. He'll laugh at your jokes and console you when you cry. But in the back of his mind, in every kiss to your forehead, in every smile, there will always be a domineering aspect. Because he knows that you are insignificant in the grand scheme of the world. you are only important because he deemed you worth something.

You’re not quite a toy or a pet to him. You’re more like - an indoor plant to him. Something that needs nurturing from his caring hands, watering and sunlight granted to you by him. You adapt and grow according to his needs and his conditions. But at the same time, you are to be cherished. never handled too roughly, case you begin to wilt. You don’t have to do much but sit and be nurtured and be pretty while he gives you whatever he deems necessary for your survival.

It fascinates him, really, how simple your little life is. How much you don’t know and never will know because as a flower, all you need to understand is that water and sunlight and love are given to you before you’ll even realize that you need it.

But you still have a job to be pretty and sometimes that’s sitting on the bed, still, as he observes you or bouncing on his cock. It just depends on the day.

Geto Suguru

Suguru is a calm man, a quiet man. He makes decisions based on logic. He is not exactly one for emotional outbursts, and even at his angriest, he rarely raises his voice.

But you.

A little non-sorcerer that can’t even see curses somehow made him look twice. Little unimportant you constantly runs through his mind. What you’re doing, what you’ve eaten, what places you’ve gone to. Who you’ve talked to, who your friends are. Your hobbies, your interests. Your lips and your eyes and that special something between your legs.

Just thinking about you, even innocently, makes him harden. It’s uncomfortable, it’s infuriating, it’s maddening.

He thought, surely someone in your family was a sorcerer, a powerful one at that. But no, your family is normal. You are, genetically, as average as they come.

He doesn’t treat you softly at first, doesn’t have a mind to. You’re a filthy little nothing, after all. When he fucks, he fucks without care. Suguru treats you like a doll, not made of porcelain but made of cloth, one he can throw around and still be in decent condition. He keeps a hand pressed to your mouth, to keep your voice down. A blindfold around your eyes so he doesn’t have to look into them. Your hands are bound behind your back so you don't touch him even by accident. Flat on your stomach, unable to see or feel or say anything is how you find yourself every time. He doesn’t even come inside of you, the only thing you’re grateful for.

It’s scary, how roughly he treats you. But it’s downright terrifying when he begins to lay softer hands upon you, begins to kiss instead of bite, caress instead of pinch.

Nanami Kento

He is a very traditional and stern man.

You are, silly, to him. stumbling and bumping and in general, unsure of yourself and what to do. But he sees potential. Even when you’ve tripped over thin air or broken something by accident, there’s a certain grace to your movements. A grace he wants to harvest and invest in.

And while he wants to give you direction, he also doesn’t have the patience or time to teach you like he wants. So, it’s best to ‘learn on the job’ when it comes to Kento.

Learn how to cook his favorite meals and bake the sweets he loves just right. When he’s okay with speaking and when he needs quiet. Remembering to kiss him goodbye every morning and remove his coat for him every night.

Learn how to suck his cock right - which vein is most sensitive, when to suckle and gag and slurp, what noises to make, and remember to always always swallow. He hates messes after all.

Learn his favorite positions. The lingerie sets he like best. How loudly he wants you to be. Accept his cum in your tummy with a smile.

It’s not hard - please him and you will be rewarded. Rewarded with pleasure, with time outside, with gentle hands.

And if you stumble or forget, he will easily remind you of your job.

Mahito

You’re his personal entertainment. You’re an experiment.

Mahito is incredibly laid-back, even lazy to an extent. He lets you roam and explore and fall. He doesn’t care what you do as long as you stay within the four walls he’s placed you in.

It's hard to understand him. For a curse, he’s always laughing, finding almost child-like joy in the most odd things. Whether that’s watching an animal documentary or wondering if a human’s neck can extend like the turtles on TV.

One thing you do know is that he likes games and he likes playing with you. The only problem is you don’t when the game starts and ends, the rules or even if you’re playing right. Oftentimes, you find yourself playing a game that you don’t know the rules of and Mahito has named himself the gamekeeper.

He usually starts by asking a question. Something simple like “What time did you wake up?” or “What did you eat today?”. You find out the hard way that no matter what you say, you’re always wrong.

Say you woke up at ten? Then you’ll find yourself pressing into the mattress, drooling on your pillow as he drills you, punishing you for waking so late in the day. You had a slice of cake earlier? Then don’t be surprised when you’re in the kitchen licking icing off his cock as punishment for an unhealthy lunch.

Itadori Yuuji

He's the jock that gave you a chance. That made you feel special and pretty and popular.

He's sweet. He gives you his hoodie when you’re cold. He drives you home after school. Buys you lunch when you can’t afford it. Takes you on nice dates.

He wants you sitting front row at all his games, wearing his varsity jacket so everyone knows you’re his girl. He twirls you and kisses you in front of the whole school when he wins, the whole thing right of a cheesy rom-com.

But, surely, you didn’t think he was doing all that for free? No, he wants compensation. He deserves a reward for treating you so sweetly. It's only fair.

It doesn’t matter if you’re ‘not ready’. No, no, you’re just nervous, sweetheart. But he’ll be gentle with you so calm down. Yeah, calm down when he slides a hand up your skirt on a date to the movies. Be quiet when he asks you for head in the janitor’s closet between classes. And don’t make a fuss when he slips his cock inside of you, raw, even though you begged him to use a condom.

‘Rubbers hurt,’ he says. ‘It feels better raw’,’ he pleads. ‘Don’t worry - I'll pull out.,’ he promises.

And you better be understanding when he comes inside of you. Afterall, he’ll buy you a plan b.

Choso

Whatever you do, do not stress this man.

He’s going through enough as is. The last thing he needs from you is any attitude or ungratefulness. Even an upset face will have you with your knees pushed beside your head and Choso making you scream, all while watching you with that same tired expression.

Choso is the oldest of ten siblings. He is used to dealing with bratty behavior. He handles your tantrums with grace - once you’ve finished throwing things and screaming, he’ll only ask if you're finished. And then he will be upon you.

But, beyond punishment, he is caring and quiet. He prefers it when you speak, likes it when you prattle on about your day or your favorite show. He likes it when you’re happy.

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Okay,, you have to let us know are the eggs any characters Specifically like megumi or itadori? I bet they would be clingy mommas boys.

Love you crumbs you give us and happy late birthday 🫶🏻

awww ty bestie okay okay okay holdonholdon

You'd name the hatchlings. Idk if I mentioned this or not but in the excerpt, the reader names Suguru and Satoru cuz they didn't have a concept of language yet. I think once they had a general concept of human language, they'd use their human names for each other just like you do.

When Nobara, Yuji and Megumi hatch, they'd definitely hang onto you the most. It's mostly because you are the most caring out of the throuple you were forced into. It makes sense for you to care about them, right? After all, human babies are pretty helpless and that's how far your knowledge extends. And they're adorable, with big round eyes, making cute little chitters. You get a tiny bit protective of them, especially considering the other two nagas don't carry the same sentiment. Suguru is clearly a believer of tough love and you've caught Satoru trying to put one of the eggs in his mouth (you're pretty sure he was joking...but you arent risking it when they're this tiny). They're small right now, but naga hatchlings grow up fast. They're practically your height in just a couple of years.

I feel personally, Yuji would be the (most outwardly) clingiest. He's affectionate, more dog than snake, sometimes. He's the largest of his siblings. When he was smaller, his favorite thing to do was wrap himself around your shoulders and you'd carry him around. He can't do that now, but he has other ways of spending time with you. He 'hunts' with you the most, assisting you with collecting berries and fruit. Apart from you, he'd bond with Satoru more. They share a similar personality, both are easily amused.

Megumi would be the shyest, but he loves you just as much as his siblings do. Much like his fathers, he enjoys the warmth you provide and would love cuddling with you in the languid hours of the evening. He doesn't do that much when he's older, but he's still interested in spending time with you! He likes quality time, the most. Eventually, during your time on the island, you'd have set up a tiny garden. He'd help with that. He and Suguru would have lots of similarities, so you'd often catch them together. They'd both help with your garden, helping cultivate the seeds and soil. It's not natural for them, but they understand you're different from nagafolk

But I think Nobara would be the one you're the closest to. She hatched the first. She's also different from her brothers. Again, in the naga species, the females become something akin to sirens. Slowly, you'd notice how different she is compared to her brothers, how much she enjoys the water, how dry her skin gets when she stays on land for too long. She'd evolve differently. Webbed hands, her tail would be more lithe, finned.

Because she's so different, Satoru and Suguru don't have much of an interest in her. Again, much like reptiles, nagas are fairly independent at a young age. Satoru and Suguru allow the hatchlings to stick around because you'd pitch a fit otherwise and they try to keep their mate happy. Once it becomes clear Nobara is aquatically gifted, you'd be terrified of the thought of her being out alone at sea, so you'd often go out with her, not caring how pruny your fingers get. Because of how much time you spend with her, I think she'd be the most interested in humans. She'd ask you about human culture, human customs. Every once in a while, she'd go out and collect remnants of humanity, clothes, trinkets, jewelry, anything she can find off the ocean floor. She'd sit on the rocky shore, holding out each one, demanding you to explain them to her.

You wouldn't dare mention how much you fear her fathers, but I feel Nobara would be the first to realize that you don't want to be here. She can see it in your eyes, the longing whenever you're explaining another human trinket. She wants you to be happy, but if you go back to the humans....would you still have time for her? Would you still braid her hair? Take care of her? Love her?

In the end, Nobara is the most similar to her fathers. She'd keep you on the island too.

ughhhhhh i should just write that chaptered naga fic already this is getting ridiculous.

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