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Can you please do Yandere Gojo where his darling accidentally finds his stalker wall where he has all his pictures of them

of course! ty for requesting, enjoy!

Black Roses, in the Middle of an Altar.

a/n: idk why almost everything I write about somehow has coffee in it, I don't even like it lol

type: yandere oneshot

cw: worship (towards reader), gn!reader, yan!satoru, stalking, candid photos, knocking out (towards reader), creepiness, delusional!satoru

word count: 637

Satoru hummed your favorite song as he placed the plastic bottle you drank from in the shrine, another sacred item you bestowed your DNA on. He couldn't be any happier to have another thing you had the honor to bless him with this! Well, not really, he took it from the trashcan after you threw it away. A photo of you, the best one, was right in the middle, shining away all of the other pictures, and a table for everything Satoru is lucky to get his hands on. Napkins, empty water bottles, your mug (which he drinks from everyday), and a shirt he stole from your closet!

Oh, how he wished to see you smile at him. To see your pearly whites beam at him, he's sure he'd melt. Yet you're just another citizen, one who barely knows who he is. But that's alright for Satoru! You can just know him as "the-white-haired-dude-who-seems-to-love-and-do-everything-that-you-like"! He'll be fine with that either way. Little by little, Gojo will have you.

"I'm surprised you know this café, Gojo!" You chirped in delight, holding a fragrant coffee. How did Gojo know this was your favorite coffee shop? It wasn't well-known, only locals and curious tourists who looked further than famous crowded places. It was probably just pure luck...

"I just saw it and I immediately knew you'd like it. I had no idea you even knew of this place!" Satoru lied, his tone slightly straining, annoyed that you two were still in last-name basis. Has he not done enough? Has he not been taking you in enough dates hangouts? Oh well. He drowned his lips in affogato, the bittersweet filling just the right amount of sugar and caffeine in his heart. "Say, how about you visit my house? I have a limited edition brew of the coffee you're drinking right now. I have enough to make a batch for the both of us." He'd been drinking it regularly, thinking it'd bloom the roots of your soon-to-be relationship.

"I'd love to!" You agreed, thinking this was just another attempt that Gojo was making to get you to hang out with him longer. Not that you didn't mind the clinginess, you just never saw someone so interested in hanging out with you for so long (no shade!!).

Before you knew it, you were sitting in a dining table, laughing it up with the strongest with fresh brew. Black roses sat in the middle of the table, though it didn't fit the aesthetic, why would there be gothic looks in a clean modern house? Maybe it's just a preference. You shouldn't be so judgy.

"I need to go to the bathroom, do you mind telling me where it is?" You asked, putting down your coffee.

"Of course, it's just right down the hall." Satoru vaguely waved to the direction.

It felt like a completely different aura in the hallway, creepy, cold. Like everything in your body was telling not to, your legs felt the need to run away, but you marched on. The floor creaked, it was quiet, endless. This must be the door, right? It's the only one you can really think is for a bathroom. You open the door.

You're sleeping. You're working. You're eating. All these memories should only be kept to yourself, you lived alone. But you're right here, in all these photos. And those same dreaded roses that look like the night sky itself in the midst of an altar. Dedicated to you. To show worship towards you.

Satoru. Has. Been. Stalking. You-

"So you found it." He mutters with disappointment, you don't dare look back. He wasn't dumb, he knew where you stumbled upon the moment you entered the room. He has the six eyes after all. "That's alright, I'll be something more to you."

Goodnight, Y/N.

white day- inumaki x reader

March 14th was another regular day you told yourself. And it did seem like a regular day, having been assigned cleaning duty for the classroom in the afternoon after training was over. 

For you, Valentines day wasn’t really much. You did give out chocolates here and there, but you were wondering if anyone returned the favor for you.

Maybe you were hoping a bit more that he’ll especially give you a chocolate back. 

You didn’t want to admit your crush on Inumaki to anyone, knowing that the unusual choice would make others question you. But, to be honest, it was sort of his charm. You appreciate how he always looked after his friends even having limited speech, and the fact that he always had to speak in code must really be annoying sometimes.

You wanted to empathize with him, be there for him. But what could you do? For now, it was only simple waves across hallways and sneak peaks during lessons.

You sigh, putting away the broom and finally heading out to your dorm. 

As you walk down the hall you hear footsteps approaching. Bracing yourself for an awkward interaction with Gojo or a snack robbery from Panda, you close your eyes before turning the corner.

Unexpectedly, you didn’t run into Gojo or Panda, but instead Inumaki.

You stumble back a bit and rub your head.

“Shit, sorry!”

You look at Inumaki, who is also rubbing his head. You look down to see that he dropped something.

A bag of chocolates.

You look away immediately, not wanting to stick your nose in his business.

He follows your gaze, realizing that he dropped the chocolates. Hastily, he picks it up, blushing just a little through his jacket. 

“Takana?” he says, expressing his concern.

“Me? Yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry,” you reply, wanting to get out of the conversation as fast as you could. Of course he has chocolates. Why wouldn’t he?Inumaki leans on the wall slightly. He needs to calm down. 

Slowly, he extends his hand, giving you the chocolate he dropped. 

“I…” 

Stunned, you take it off of his hands, pushing it closer to your chest. You can feel your heart beating faster and faster. You look up at Inumaki and see his head turned facing the wall, ears reddened.

You laugh a little to yourself and say, “Thanks, Inumaki!”

“Salmon.”

You squeeze the little bag of chocolates as you walk away, thanking whatever can be thanked that Inumaki gave you chocolates back. 

Maybe there was a chance that he liked you back. You didn’t want to entertain that idea, but for now, it was certainly something.

a/n

remembered it was march 14th. checked my notebook and it said "WHITE DAY MARCH 14TH"

thank god it is march break. wrote this at 2 am

i love inumaki my pookie

the inumaki plush i own staring at me while writing this

tell me why while i was working my computer fan was fighting for its life

it wasn't that deep i had 2 tabs open

anyways i started playing love and deepspace

ctfu why did he get BLOWN UP

i want to blow up inumaki

thank you for my inumaki obsessed friend to get me on the inumaki hype train

"me and the 4 other inumaki fans just cheered!" yet he gets top ten every single popularity contest yeah right

panda callout

dividers by @.enchanthings @.vysleix

valentines with yuji!

cw: smau, established relationship, super short, ableism mentioned in one singular text message

a/n

yes i know this is so so so short

did this at 12 am on a school night sigh

yuji my babyy ughh 💓💓💓💗💗💝💝💝

first smau

saiki k mentioned?!

hatsune miku mentioned?!

choso kamo mentioned?!

dividers by @.cafekitsune @.saradika-graphics

Not me randomly getting the idea in the middle of Zoom class to draw a one page comic about that plot bunny that I had for months and then proceeding to ignore the rest of my classes in order to draw it. Anyway here it is:

Basically the idea was that Yuji was trapped in a living nightmare, by some curse that helped out Geto and Mahito. And this is him failing to save his friends(nightmare) from Mahito and Geto. This is him snapping and letting all the intrusive, repulsive, horrible, morbid thoughts (and you know Sukuna the bastard is always sending them to him, so Yuji has A LOT of torture/death methods stored away in his mind) out into reality. And well Sukuna the bored bastard that he is watching all this play out, even egging Yuji on, while knowing full well that they are in a nightmare.

The "I'll show you why I'm Sukuna's vessel" line I got from not knowing what the fuck are the qualifications for someone to become his vessel.

Like is the cursed energy that needs to match?

But like Itadori doesn't have cursed energy at the start.

Is it that Yuji's body is a lot stronger and only he can handle Sukuna without instantly dying?

Maybe, but then what the fuck is Sukunas obsession with Megumi.

Is it the mind, like you need to be mentally strong so Sukuna can chill in your head without you becoming a vegetable or something?

Is also one of the possible criteria.

Or maybe it's something about the soul's shape, like Sukuna might've looked like Yuji when he was human?(And since the body forms around the soul and all that)

Also a possibility.

All of the above?

I don't fucking know so I decided to run with all of them. That's why he is so intimidating when he finally snaps, he is basically mimicking Sukuna and SUCCEEDING! He had Sukuna in his head for (i think) 4 months whispering the most painful, deranged, unhinged, psychotic ways he will torture Yuji and his friends (he had nothing better to do and was bored), while sending him images of said torture and death. (Yeah Yuji is STRESSED, like my boy got a death sentence hanging over his head, a lot of people that want him dead and a lot of trauma that he unlocked when he became a sorcerer, I'm just waiting for him to have a breakdown in cannon, btw I am not even finished with season one of jjk and already the fandom and the hot unhinged character trapped me, I don't think I have much hope for escaping it)

Anyway, welcome to my mind's current fixation.

Hiii!! I saw you were taking requests and really like what you post 🫶🏻🫶🏻. If you can, could your write the jjk boys getting jealous (sukuna, toji, gojo). Thankssss

Hey! Thank you so much for the request! I know I got to it kind of late, so I’ll split it up into three parts for now. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!!! ❤️

Jealousy: Sukunas Version

(pt. 1 of 3)

(Modern) Sukuna has absolutely NO chill when it comes to you. You are his and there’s absolutely no doubt about it. So when some greasy finance bro with a receding hairline has the audacity to squeeze up behind you and whisper some cringy pickup line in your ear while you’re ordering yourself a drink, he doesn’t hesitate to abandon his friends to come and get you.

Wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you behind him, he gives the guy a look that immediately has him regretting even stepping foot into the bar tonight.

“Making friends are we?” He asks, an evil smirk making its way onto his face.

Instantly intimidated, the guy makes his way back and stammers “I- Well- I didn’t know that you two were uh… I was just getting a drink I swear!”

Sukuna lifts a brow and continues to step towards him. “Yea? So what’s the deal with you rubbing up against her then? Last I checked that’s not part of ordering a drink.”

Sweating even harder now he responds, “L-Listen man It’s just really uh- crowded! Yeah, it’s really crowded in here so I had to! You get it don’t ya?”

Sukuna places his hands on the guys shoulders and nods his head in mock understanding. “Yeah, Yeah I totally understand-“

“Ryooo just forget about him I wanna go home” you whine, pulling on his arm.

He turns towards you and pulls a set of car keys from his pocket.

“Take these and go warm up the car for me, ok pretty?” He turns back towards the guy who was previously hitting on you “I’ll be there in just a second.”

After getting to the car you see Sukuna making his way towards you with clothes slightly more disheveled than when you last saw him, and blood lightly coating his knuckles.

“Took you long enough, I was starting to think you lost in there” you tease.

He rolls his eyes at you and grabs your jaw to pull your face inches away from his. “Maybe I need to take you home and remind you how mean I can be then.”

(Heian Era) Sukuna

No words needed. He literally just kills anyone who exists in your general vicinity.

In The Middle - Part Two

GeGo x Reader Mini Series

Warnings: flirting, smut, rough sex, threesome || MDNI !! Find part one here!

Art: found on Pinterest but the tag says @/suhmizu or @/sukmizu

Geto: the doors unlocked. Just come in when you get here. 

Your stomach was in knots as you read the text on the train to Geto’s place. You picked a cute outfit, something casual but good enough to go out in, if needed. You wore a thin cream colored knit sweater that was practically see through. You paired it with a vintage Viviane Westwood plaid mini skirt and Doc Martin boots. Once you get off the train, you text Geto back. 

You: heard.

During the walk to his place, you tell yourself that nothing is going to happen between you and Geto. You repeated it a hundred times in your head like it was a mantra. Once you made it to his apartment, you checked your appearance in your phone before walking in. 

“Getooo, I’m here.” You sing as you take your shoes off at his front door. 

You were speechless once you saw him. He was freshly out of the shower, shirtless and wearing sweatpants that outlined his dick perfectly. His clothes are typically baggy so seeing him shirtless felt like a privilege. 

“You got here quickly. How was the commute?” He says nonchalantly. 

“Fine, it was fine.” You look everywhere else to avoid looking at him. 

He laughs and says, “I definitely thought I’d have more time to dry off after my shower. I can put on a shirt if this makes you uncomfortable.”

“No, it doesn't bother me. This is your home! If you want to be shirtless, be shirtless. I really don’t mind.” You interject. You just didn’t want the view to end so soon and you had a feeling Geto could sense that too. 

He pushes his wet hair behind his ears and says, “If you insist. Can I get you something to drink before we start?” 

“Yea, any tea is fine.” You say awkwardly standing at the front door. 

Geto walks over to you with his signature closed mouth smile plastered on his face. He puts both his hands on your shoulders, bending down to be eye level with you. “Make yourself at home. I’m not gonna bite.” His voice was soft like silk. 

You take a deep breath and nervously smile back at him. “Do I seem nervous?” 

“Yea,” he walks behind you and starts massaging your shoulders. “And tense. It’s cute that you’re nervous. Never thought I’d make you feel this way.” 

Just the thought of being in Geto’s apartment had you wet but him touching and talking to you like this had you soaked. You went in really optimistic, thinking you weren’t going to engage in any sexual activities. That was the goal, at least. You, unfortunately, were about to fold within the first 5 minutes of you being at his house. 

“Make yourself at home okay? I’ll go make tea.” He says as he places his hand on the small of your back. He lightly pushes you towards the couch so you’ll sit down. 

You nod your head and smile. Once he walks to the kitchen, you quickly whip out your phone and text Shoko and Utahime. 

You: GETO IS TRYING TO FUCK ME!!!!!! 

Shoko: We told you this.

Hime: are you gonna fuck him? 

You: lowkey I want to… but we need to start this fucking project 😭

Hime: I’ll try to keep Gojo here so you two can have privacy. No promises though, he stays pissing me off. 

You: thank you for your service 🫡

“I hope you like Jasmine tea.” He says walking out the kitchen with a tea set. He sets it down on the table and sits down on the ground. You slide off the couch to join him on the floor. He smirks.

“Thanks. Let’s get started on this project.” You say. 

You two start brainstorming concepts, cracking jokes and flirting in between. An hour passes by, and you two finally develop a concept. You were even able to get a couple slides of the Powerpoint done.

“I think it’s time for a break. That was a productive hour.” Geto says as he gets up from the floor. 

“Yea it was.” You say as you stretch. 

“I’m gonna go check the mail, a package got delivered.” He puts on a baggy shirt. “Try not to miss me.”

You scoff and roll your eyes at his comment. He laughs and heads out the door. You go through your bag, and find your perfume. You spray a little bit behind your ears and on your wrists. You get up and check yourself out in the full body mirror they had standing in their living room. Making sure that you looked irresistible. You quickly sat back down as the door swung open. 

“Honey, I’m ho- oh?” Gojo says as you two make eye contact. 

“Honey?” You giggle. 

“Not you, honey. Suguru, honey. Didn’t expect to see you here alone. Where did he head off to?” Gojo asks as he takes his shoes off at the door. 

“He went to check the mail.” You say as you stand up. 

Gojo eyes you up and down, taking in every detail. You got a little shy with how intensely he was staring. 

“Cute skirt. Did you wear it for me or Suguru?” He asks while flashing his dazzling white teeth. 

That turned you on. Fuck man, he’s too good with his words. 

“Last time I checked, you were supposed to be at Utahime’s.” You interject. 

“Ah, so you put it on with Suguru in mind and I’m lucky to get to see you in it. Glad I came home.” He walks over to his room. 

You’ve had enough of this.

“Why do you keep saying things like that? Teasing me about Geto specifically. Are you a cuck? Do you want to watch us fuck or something?” You say from the living room. 

He walks back out from his room with a big smile on his face and in more comfortable clothes… meaning he was shirtless and in sweats. You could see his happy trail that matched the white hair on his head. You immediately get choked up and try to keep your composure. Once again, being met with temptation. 

“That would be pretty hot.” He says walking towards you. “I don’t think I’d have enough self control to just watch though..” 

Your fingers start to play with the pleats on your skirt as the intrusive thoughts start flooding in. You imagine Geto railing you while Gojo shoves his dick down your throat, both of them moaning your name. You swiftly push your legs together as you stand there in shock. Gojo laughs and says, “Does that answer your question?” 

The front door swings open and in walks Geto. 

“Satoru, you’re home.” Geto looks at you and notices how flustered you appeared. He looks back at Gojo and says, “Satoruuu, what did you say?” 

“What? I didn’t say anything.” He lies. 

You look at Geto and your heart starts racing. You needed a second to get yourself together. 

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom. Where is it?” You ask. 

Both boys point you in the right direction. You walk to the bathroom and shut the door. You run your hands through your thick hair and start pacing back and forth. You wrap your hands around your throat, pretending to choke yourself. You’re having a silent full blown freak out. You take a couple deep breaths and think to yourself, ‘Everything is good. Everything is fine. If you end up in a threesome, you end up a threesome. Don't let your nerves get the best of you. You have to play it cool.’ 

Once you talk yourself down, you walk out of the bathroom to witness the hottest shit you've ever seen. Your lips slowly parted as you saw Geto and Gojo making out on the couch. Hands all over each other, tongues caressing one another, you couldn’t look away. You were fighting the urge to touch yourself but you just watched until they noticed you. 

“We were waiting for you, Y/N.” Geto says. They scoot over slightly, making room in between them. 

“Come sit here. In the middle.” Gojo says in a seductively low voice. 

You felt like prey that had finally been caught by the predator. You sauntered over to the couch not saying a word. You slowly sit in between them, tightly closing your legs. They both were facing you but you couldn’t make eye contact with either of them. 

“Have you ever had a threesome?” Geto softly asks. 

You swallow the saliva that was building up in your mouth and say, “No, not yet.”

Both men smirk at your response. 

“Do you want to have a threesome right now?” Gojo asks. 

“Y-yes.” You stutter. 

You still weren’t looking at them but you knew they both had devilish smiles plastered on their faces. Without any hesitation, Geto uses his fingers to guide your face to look at him. 

“We’re gonna make you feel so good.” He says in a low voice while staring at your lips. 

He gently kisses your lips a few times, as if he was teasing you. He decides to deepen the kiss, gently caressing his tongue against yours. His hands find their way under your sweater, fondling your breasts. You feel Gojo’s hot breath fanning on your neck while his hands make their way in between your thighs. You moan into Geto’s mouth as Gojo licks and bites on your neck. You loved the attention you were getting but didn’t want to leave the boys hanging. You place your hand on their crotches, palming their hard members through their sweatpants. Both of them moan from the sudden contact. 

“We should take her clothes off.” Geto moans as he starts kissing on your neck.  

Gojo steals your attention, using his fingers to turn your face towards him. He pulls you into a passionate kiss, shoving his tongue down your throat. He was a bit rougher than Geto was when it came to kissing. He starts to fondle your breasts while Geto tries to unzip your skirt. 

“Yea, we should or she could strip for us?” Gojo suggests breaking the kiss.

Your eyes immediately get big at Gojo’s suggestion but you’re not one to back down from a challenge. You stand up in front of the boys and turn around. You hook your fingers on the side of your panties and slowly slide them down your legs, revealing a peak of your most sensitive  parts to them.

“Oh fuck.” They say in unison.

You throw your panties at Gojo’s face causing Geto to laugh. 

“You’re not getting these back.” Gojo says with a smirk on his face. 

“Keep ‘em.” you say as you take your sweater off leaving you in a bra and mini skirt. “Who wants to unhook my bra for me?” You ask.

Geto raises his hand faster than humanly possible. You giggle as you take a seat on his lap. His boner pressed against your slick through his sweatpants. He unbuckled your bra and threw it behind the couch. He grabbed both your tits, placing your nipples in between his thumb and pointer finger. He let out little moans as you started to grind against his hard on. You both were teasing the fuck out of each other and Gojo couldn’t take his eyes off of either of you.

“You two look so hot.” He moaned as he whips out his dick and starts stroking it slowly.

You hum in delight once you see what Gojo was packing and you couldn’t wait to see Getos. You crawl to the middle of the couch again, staying on your hands and knees. You arch your back, sticking your ass in the air and laying your head on Gojo’s lap. The boys took full advantage and got to work. Geto takes one long lick between your folds causing you to gasp while you stroked Gojo’s dick. 

“You taste so sweet, Y/N. Gojo, you’d love it.” He says right before he starts really eating you out from the back. 

You couldn’t help but to moan as Geto sucked on your clit. He made it so hard to focus on Gojo because he was giving you the best head you’ve ever gotten. He was messily eating you out as if he was starving and you were a meal he had been craving.

“Ah! Fuuuck, Geto!” You moaned as you tried to get it together for Gojo. 

“Awh, you can’t even think the way Geto has you right now. Let me help you, baby. Open your mouth.” Gojo says as he grabs his dick. 

You do as he says. He puts his veiny dick down your throat, muffling all your moans. He starts to buck his hips slowly, fucking your face.

“Ahhh, that's a good girl, Y/N.” Gojo moans as he slips in and out of your throat. 

Geto licks his fingers and slides two into you. He wanted to watch you please Gojo. You notice him looking and decide to show off. You start deep throating Gojo making him moan your name. He gathers your hair and holds it in a ponytail as you lick and suck his dick, giving him the sloppiest head. Gojo couldn’t hold back any moans as your plump lips went up and down his cock. Geto pulls his fingers out of you and finally takes his dick out.

“I should stop before I make you cum.” You say looking Gojo in the eyes while you sit up.

Gojo nods his head and tries to catch his breath. You turn your attention to Geto as he starts stroking his dick. You smirk at him and say, “I have to return the favor.” 

Before you knew it, you were in the same position again but this time, Gojo eating you out from the back and Geto fucking your face. He had a tighter grip on your hair than Gojo did and every thrust was hitting the back of your throat. Gojo was having a field day in between your legs. He did in fact love the taste of you. 

“Such a pretty girl with a dirty little mouth, huh?” Geto moans under his breath as he fucks into your face. He thrusts a few more times before he pulls out. 

Gojo notices and lifts his head from your slick and says, “Yea she almost made you cum didn’t she? See, I’m not weak, she’s just good.”

You chuckle as you get up and pull your skirt off. The boys take that as a sign and remove their clothes as well. Geto stood behind while Gojo was in front of you. 

“So who gets the honor to fuck you first?” Gojo interjects.

“Geto, of course. You said you wanted to watch right?” You say as you get back on the couch on your hands and knees. 

Gojo does just that. He sits back on the couch and starts fisitng his dick slowly, teasing himself as he watches Geto rub the tip of his dick at your entrance. Gojo caresses your face with his free hand, sticking his thumb between your lips. You didn’t question his actions; you play along, circling your tongue around his thumb. 

“Think you’ll be able to take it?” Gojo asks. 

“This isn’t my first- Hah!” You jump as Geto slowly pushes into you. Gojo couldn’t help but smirk as he watched both of your faces contorted in pleasure from one another. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt his girthy dick stretch you out in the best way.

“You’re stretching me the fuck out!” You whine as you adjust around his size. 

“You’re so tight, Y/N.” Geto moans. “But, I know you can take it.” He talks you through it as he slowly starts to thrust into you. 

You grip onto the couch cushion to stabilize yourself as Geto picks up the pace. The moans you were letting out were loud and throaty. It really felt like Geto was in your stomach. 

“Stay right here, baby. Where you going?” Geto moans as he grabs your hips to stop you from running.

Gojo was taking in every detail: watching your pretty face react to Geto, hearing how wet you sound, seeing how Geto’s muscles flex when he rails into you. He loved the chemistry between you two but as he said earlier, he doesn’t have the self control to just watch. 

“She’s got two other holes, Satoru.” Geto says in between thrusts. You nod your head and keep moaning, unable to talk. 

“I was just thinking that.” Gojo says with a sly smirk as he puts his dick near your mouth. You look at Geto with pleading eyes, not sure if you can take both of them. 

“We’ll be gentle. Let’s start with your mouth.” Gojo says, slapping his hard dick against your cheek. You looked up at him with parted lips, practically begging him to put it in. 

He caresses your jaw and slides his hard member to the back of your throat. He throws his head back, feeling how wet and warm your mouth is again. 

“Look at her taking two cocks.” Gojo moans while making eye contact with Geto. 

“You like it, Y/N? You like having my best friends cock in your mouth while I fuck you?” Geto says as he smacks your ass.

Seeing you like this was a vision for them.They were fucking you senseless and you didn’t know if you could go much longer. Geto starts cursing under his breath every time he feels your walls pulsate around him. He was just as close as you were. The vibration of your muffled moans we’re getting to Gojo. He was close too. 

“Right there.!” Gojo moans as you deep throat him. 

His dick starts twitching in the back of your throat. He quickly pulls out of your mouth and starts cumming all over your face. His glottal moans filled the room, pushing you and Geto even closer your orgasms. Geto starts kissing on your back as his thrusts start getting sloppy but deep. The tip of his dick kept pushing into your g spot, sending you straight into bliss.

“Mmm! I’m cumming, Fuuuck!” You whine in a high pitched voice. 

“Ughhh, shit!” Geto groans as he pulls out and starts stroking his dick. 

 Thick ropes of Geto’s cum cover your back as Gojo whispers sweet nothings to the both of you, guiding you through what felt like the craziest orgasm. You were seeing stars and practically incoherent. Your hands and knees give out, forcing you to lay flat on your stomach.

“You did so good, sweetheart.” Geto says while putting back on his sweatpants. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” 

Both the boys leave and come back with wet washcloths to clean you up. Gojo wiped your back while Geto wiped your face. 

“I’m excited for the next round. I bet your pussy feels great.” Gojo insinuates as he squeezes your butt.

“It does feel really good, but give the girl a break, Satoru. It was her first threesome.” Geto says.

“Eventually, I’d like to try DP but that’s something I have to work up to…. both of you are pretty big.” You say in a soft voice.

Both the boys get giddy about your answer and realize that this was the best spontaneous decision they ever made.

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This was my first time writing a threesome so I hope you all liked it!! I may continue this series due to popularity but I am still deciding! Comments are always greatly appreciated!

Please do not steal or alter my writings.

In the Middle - Part One

GeGo x Reader Mini Series

Warnings:flirting, adult themes||MDNI

Art: from Pinterest (if anyone knows who drew this please tag them)

Part 2 out now!

“Why couldn’t I just get paired with someone else?” you whine as you throw your head back.

“Just be glad you didn’t end up with Gojo. I think Utahime is the real victim here.” Shoko says while exhaling a stream of smoke from her cigarette.

“But Utahime knows Gojo, I don’t know Geto that well. Something about him makes me nervous.” You admit.

Both Utahime and Shoko stare at you in shock and say, “Geto?”

You roll your eyes at their response. Yes, Geto. The calm, handsome soft spoken guy that sits two rows in front of you in Sociology. You two have only exchanged a few words but ultimately you don’t know each other. Now you’re expected to work as his partner for your class project. You two already arranged to meet up today at 12 and it has you shambles.

“He’s just as childish as Gojo but he hides it a lot better. He knows when to cool it.” Shoko says, putting out her cigarette.

“Exactly, Geto isn’t the obnoxious annoying type unless Gojo brings it out of him so you have nothing to worry about.” Utahime says.

You take a deep breath and say, “Alright, I’ll take both your words for it.”

“Good. You should probably get going, it’s 11:55. Don't want to be late.” Shoko says, looking at the time.

“Shit,” you say under your breath “You’re right. I’ll text you both after. Wish me luck.” You quickly grab your bag and throw it on your shoulder as you take off. You check your phone to remind yourself that you’re meeting him at the water fountain in the middle of the courtyard. You shoot him a quick text to let him know that you might be a few minutes late. He responds immediately saying, ‘no worries.’

You were sure that Geto was a nice person. He never gave you any reason to think that he wasn’t. You just couldn’t read him like you could read other people. He seems more complex and closed off than the average person you encounter, that’s what intimidates you. Hopefully your fears are nothing more than that.

Once you get to the courtyard, you spot him smoking near the fountain. He wore a loose fitting sweater and baggy pants. He sat on the edge of the fountain as he puffs out plums of smoke from his mouth. You slowly make your way over to him, waving as you get closer. He eventually locks eyes on you and smiles.

“Y/N right?” he says as he puts out his cigarette.

“Yeah.” You respond quickly.

“I’m Geto Suguru. It’s nice to officially meet you.” He holds out his hand in front of you, waiting for you to grab it.

You grab his hand and shake it saying, “Nice to meet you, Geto.”

“You have a firm handshake like a general.” He says in his usual soft voice.

You slowly take your hand out of his and say, “Okay?”

What the fuck does that mean and how do I even respond to that? You two stood in awkward silence as he held that closed mouth grin on his face.

“It seems like you're thinking hard about what I just said.” He interjects.

“No, not really. I’ve just never been compared to a general so soon in a conversation.” You say honestly.

He lets out a single laugh as he stands up. You knew he was tall but you didn't realize just how much he towers over you. He had to be at least 6’2.

“Well, it was a compliment.” He says as you both start walking. You weren’t sure where you guys were headed but you followed him.

You flash him a face of doubt and say, “Sure it was. Where are we headed?

“To get food. It’s time for lunch. While we eat we can discuss the topic of our project. Is that cool?” He asks.

“Yea, of course.” You say.

You began your walk to the food court. Geto was surprisingly easy to talk to. He asked you what your major was, why you chose school in Japan, and where you used to live before moving here. He seems like he wanted to know more about you. He questioned you the entire time it took to order the food.

“And what about you? What’s your major?” You ask him as you both take a seat at a table.

“Child Psychology and Development. I enjoy working with kids.” He says as he breaks his chopsticks.

“Really? I wouldn't have guessed that. That’s amazing, Geto. You’re going to make a great psychologist.”

Every feeling of intimidation you had for him melted away the more you got to know him. He was actually so sweet and kind…that is until Gojo arrives.

“Heeyyy, I know you. You’re the foreigner that’s in our Sociology class. Did you two get paired up together?” Gojo asks as he sits down at our table

“Yea, we did. My name is Y/N by the way, not the foreigner.” You snap.

Gojo smiles and says, “Yes ma’am. Miss. Y/N ma’am.”

He salutes to you which causes Geto to hold in his laugh. Great, that’s the second military comparison you've gotten in the last hour. You roll your eyes, pretending that it isn't funny. The joke itself was stupid but you did think it was funny how Gojo and Geto think and say similar things.

“Enough Satoru, don’t pick on her. She has to like me if we’re going to be partners.” Geto says as he stares at you.

“You already know that she likes you. The way she stares at you in class is a dead giveaway.” Gojo says as he too locks eyes on you.

They were putting you on the spot. Your heart began racing as they waited for you to say something. How does he even know that you stare at him? Does he watch you in class?

“That’s a bold assumption to make. How would you know that I stare at him? Are you staring at me during class?” You say turning the tables on the white haired man sitting before you.

Geto draws his attention on Gojo waiting for him to rebuttal. He just smiles and says, “I like this girl, Geto. You got lucky. I’m stuck working with Utahime and she’s no fun unless we’re drinking.” He pouts.

You three spend lunch together, talking about literally everything else but the project. Gojo is to blame for that. Even though no work got done, you were able to get a good sense of who they are. They were exactly how Utahime and Shoko described them but you felt another vibe from them. You couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was but they both seemed very…forward towards you. Gojo left at some point in the conversation, leaving you and Geto alone again.

“Are you doing anything tomorrow tonight?” Geto asks, snapping you out contemplation.

“No, just studying. Why what's up?”

“You should come over to work on the project. Gojo will be at Utahime and Shoko’s place so he won't distract us.”

“Sure, I’ll be there. Should I bring anything?” You ask.

“Just yourself is fine.” He states.

“Okay, I’ll see you then. I’ve got to head to my next class.” You say as you grab your things from the table.

“Have fun. I’ll text you.” He says as he places his headphones on his ears. He waves at you as you make your way to the exit.

*******************************************************

After class, you immediately text Shoko and Utahime in a group chat.

You: hey…. Geto invited me to his place tomorrow night to work on the project and he said that he will text me????

Hime: text you???

Shoko: about what???

You: IDK!! If I'm coming over tomorrow to work on the project why would he need to text me?

Hime: I think Geto is interested in you…

Shoko: yea i second that, he’s not a big texter.

You couldn't believe the messages you were reading. It’s not that you don’t think Geto would find you attractive, it just seems like all of this was coming out of nowhere.

You: I don't know how to respond to this….

You lock your phone and put it in your pocket. In this moment, you had to be honest with yourself. Are you going to be able to control yourself when you go over to his place tomorrow? Gojo was correct about you staring at Geto in class. You did think he was hot, in fact you thought both of them were hot. But you made a promise to yourself that you weren’t getting involved with anymore fuckboys because you tend to get lost in the thrill of it. You love giving fuck boys a taste of their own medcine. You’d fuck them and ghost them just like they’ve done to countless of women. However, you didn’t want to play that game with either of the boys since they are friends with Shoko and Utahime. You weren’t looking to date either considering that you are just here for school.

“Y/N!! You on the way home?” You hear someone yell from behind you.

You turn around to see Gojo walking towards you.

“Yea, I’m done for today.” You answer.

“Sweet, me too. You like boba? I was just going to get some if you wanna tag along?.” he offers.

“Ooo, I love boba. How far is it?”

“It’s like a 20 minute walk away from here.”

“Okay sure! Let's go.”

You should have said no to him but it's too late to change your answer now. You start walking off campus with Gojo.

“Do you think Geto is hot? Be honest! I won’t tell him.” He interjects.

He’s so forward!

“You didn’t answer my question from earlier about you watching me in class. Until you answer that I’m not saying anything.”

“Alright, I’ll bite. I’m an observant guy. I see everything. I’ve even caught youlooking at me from time to time but that was in the beginning of the year. You stopped once you became friends with Shoko and Utahime. Why is that?” He says staring you down through his shades.

You’re caught. Everything he said is true. Out of respect for Shoko and Utahime, your little crush on them diminished. You don’t want them to think you had only become friends with them just to get to Gojo and Geto. But Gojo doesn’t need to know that.

“I thought you two seemed cool and I like the way you both dress. I can’t help but to stare if the fit goes hard.” You partially lie. Everyone knows you love fashion so this wasn’t a bad cover up.

“You sure about that?” He persists.

“Positive.” You stand 10 toes down.

“Well, Geto and I share a lot of things. So uh, don’t be nervous to ask us for anything.” He says with a sly look on his face. “Clothes and accessories, I mean.”

What the fuck is he getting at right now?

This was a cute fluff introduction for what is to come…. And let me just say yall are in for something cute lol

Part TWO out now!!

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I started writing the Nerdjo x Reader smut last night… YALLLLLLLL it’s so good already…. Third eye OPENED

Just posted a part two of the Nanami x reader mini series! Who should my next one shot/ mini series be about? *TO ALL THE Castlevania STANS YES THE PART 3 IS COMING LMAO *

Trouble (Part 2)

Nanami x Y/N Reader

Warning: smut || MDNI

*Link to part one at the bottom*

“Don’t get yourself in trouble.” His voice coated with lust.

You furrow your brows, cock your head to the side and say, “Why would I be in trouble?”

He lets out a laugh as he walks to your side of the desk. He towers over you while you stay seated. He was asserting his dominance and it was working. You look up at him with pleading eyes, speechless as to what is about to happen next.

“What is it that you want, Y/N?” He teases you, blurring the lines between seductive and casual.

“I-uh, I want…I.” You stumble over your words as he stares down at you with a straight face.

He gets on his knees in front of you, meeting you at eye level as you sit. He rests his hands on your knees as if he would pry them open at any moment.

“No reason to get shy, gorgeous. Tell me what it is that you want?” He added in a low whisper.

His words send a spark down to your center and you can barely breathe. You’re the only thing stopping him from having his way with you. You’ve got to say something.

“I….I want you to touch me.” The words fall from your lips softly as a mischievous smirk spreads across his face.

He unbuttons your blouse and slides his hands under your thin bralette. Your nipples instantly get hard at his touch. His grip on your breast was tight but his touch was gentle. He started massaging them, taking your nipple in between his pointer finger and thumb. He was fascinated by the faces you made as he played with your tits; so much that he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you.

He stops fondling your breasts and stands up. You pout at him, wanting him to continue. He flashes you a soft smile and says, “Sit on your desk.”

You stand up and sit on your desk. You open your legs slightly as you stare at Kento with lust in your eyes. He stands between your legs, placing his hand on your jawline. He kisses you softly at first, showing some restraint. You graze your hand over the bulge in his pants causing him to moan in your mouth. He pulls you closer which deepens your kiss.

He pried your legs open with one hand and hiked up your skirt with the other. He pulls your panties to the side, revealing just how turned on you are. He pulls away from your kiss, to admire you. You can’t help but to squirm as he stares at your most sensitive part. He runs his pointer finger through your wet folds, sending a shiver down your spine.

“You’re so wet, Y/N. I haven’t even touched you properly yet.” He brings that same finger to his mouth, covering it in his saliva.

He made sure to keep direct eye contact when he bent down and took your pussy in his mouth. He immediately added his fingers. You hum in delight, feeling his thick fingers pump in and out of you while he lapped up your juices. Your plump thighs caressed his face as he devoured you whole. It took everything for you to not scream his name. Using both your hands, you covered your mouth to stop your moans from being heard. You were already coming undone on his face. Feeling your walls clench around his fingers made him eager to fuck you. He wanted to show some restraint, thinking that’s what a gentleman should do. However, his dick was throbbing through his pants when he heard your muffled whimpers as you came in his face. You pull him close, placing your mouth by his ear and say, “I want the real thing, unbuckle your belt.”

Nanami pauses looking at you with his signature straight face. He seriously didn’t want to get you in trouble. However, he would be stupid to turn you down considering that he’s been wanting this for weeks. He slowly pulls his fingers out of you and unbuckles his belt. His pants fall to the floor, pooling around his ankles. He slides his underwear down to reveal his veiny member, oozing precum. You were drooling at the sight of it, you couldn’t help but to stare. Nanami has you lay your back on the desk, placing your weight on your elbows.

“I want to see that gorgeous face.” He groans as he’s in between your legs, gently rubbing the tip of his dick through your folds. “You can’t be loud, sweetheart. Promise me you’ll keep it down?” He whispers.

You nod your head yes and lift your legs up to your chest. He slowly pushes his girthy shaft into your tight hole. Your eyes immediately meeting the back of your skull. You squirm under him as you adjust to his size. His face was burning seeing you like this, being so close to you, and feeling your heat wrapped around him.

“Ahh, just like that.” He whispers while looking down at you. He begins thrusting into you, only going deeper with each thrust. While this was a quiet sex position, it was one that pushed you straight into euphoria. Your fingers clung to the edge of the desk as he drilled into you carefully, wanting to avoid the sound of your ass clapping. The moans that we’re falling out of your mouth grew louder the closer he got to your g spot.

His hand flies over your mouth as he whispers, “You want everyone to hear you getting fucked in your office?” You quickly nod your head no as he continues burying his cock in you.

He sucks in a breath and lets out a,“That’s my girl. I’m so close already, baby. You’re doing such a good job.” You hook your stocking covered legs upon his shoulders. He nuzzles face to your calf, leaving small kisses on your legs as he continues to snap his hips forward.

Every praise that left his mouth brought you closer to your orgasm. He started whispering sweet nothings to you, making the knot in your stomach grow more intense.

“Oh god, I’m cumming.” You say in a high pitched voice as you dig your nails into your desk, chipping the paint.

“Ugh, yea. I’m gonna fill you up, Y/N. I’ll take care of you. It’s too good. You’re so good.” He groans lightly, his hips moving at an alarming rate.

Your breathing quickens as your muscles start to tighten around him. He winces and groans as he feels your walls pulsating around him. The sight and feeling of you coming undone made him cover your walls with thick coats of his cum. You were startled by the amount of cum he’s pumping into you but you wanted every drop. He leans forward to kiss you, muting the soft moans that we’re falling out of both your mouths. You both ride out your orgasms, making out with each other.

“I'm so sorry, Ms. Y/N. I couldn’t help myself.” He says as he pulls away from the kiss, staring into your eyes lovingly. He pulls out of you and grabs the tissue box on the bookshelf for you.

“Don’t apologize. I definitely started it.” You laugh while wiping your inner thighs.

He pulls his pants up, tucking in his shirt before buttoning his pants. You fix your panties and stand up in front of him. He helps you fix your clothes, making sure you looked just as perfect as you did before he fucked you.

“I should probably get out of here and let you work, huh?” He says buttoning up your shirt.

“Yea, I should do my job…I guess.” You say looking up at him.

He kisses your forehead and walks over to grab his bag off the hook.

“Y/N, would you want to get lunch together? As a date?” He asks directly.

You get goosebumps from his words.

“Yes, I’d love to.” You say with a smile.

“Great,” he grabs a business card from your desk and says, “I’ll text you.”

I loved writing this mini series!! Nanami, the man you are 😩 I hope you guys liked it! Shoutout to the Nanami divas❤️

Part one

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Trouble (Part 1)

Nanami Kento x Y/N Reader

Warning: sexual tension ||| MDNI

This is the third week in a row that Nanami has seen you at the library. You were a music theory tutor that was hired in the beginning of month. Nanami often watched you while he read. You first caught his eye when you bumped into him three weeks ago, carrying a stack of sheet music and books. You both often think about that interaction. The way you accidentally touched his hand while picking up the sheets of papers, how smooth his voice sounded when he spoke to you, him complimenting your eyes…. Just for you guys to never have a real conversation after that. The only reason you know his name is because you took it upon yourself to look it up on the check in computer. You were gonna have a conversation with him today, though. You planned it.

“Good morning.” You say to the receptionist as you walk into the library.

“Good morning, Y/N. You’re here early?” She flashes you a look of suspicion. “Trying to beat Nanami here so you can finally talk to him?”

You jump at the true accusation, getting shy over her noticing.

“Whhhaaaa,” the pitch of your voice being high. “Can’t I be early to the job I love SO much?” You play off your nervousness.

Your coworker laughs and says , “I saw you look up his name that day, girl. You’re not slick. Besides I don’t think he’s married, or has kids or anything.” Married? That thought didn’t even cross your mind. “This is the perfect morning to talk to him, Your first student cancelled and then you have office hour, then lunch.”

“This is the motivation I needed, thank you, girl.” You walk to your cramped office and place your things down. You immediately stand in-front of the full body mirror by your book shelf, making sure you look perfect. You wore a black fitted blouse, that accentuated your waist. You unbuttoned one more button to reveal abit of your breasts. Your smokey grey skirt hugged your hips and stopped a couple of inches above your knees. You turn around, revealing the slit in the back of the skirt. You silently thank your mom for blessing you with a perfect ass and rack to match. You face forward again, fixing your stockings. You check the time, shit, he should be here any minute.

“I need perfume.” You say rummaging through your purse. You spray a couple spritz, put away your things, and hastily walk to the library.

“Good morning, Nanami.” You hear the receptionist say.

He softly smiles at her and says, “Good morning. They got you working by yourself?”

“No, Y/N is here too.” Your coworker pointing over at you, pretending to look through the go back cart.

“That’s good. Don’t work too hard.” He says as he swipes his card to check in.

Today he wore a fitted blue dress shirt, that showed the outline of his chiseled chest and arms. He had worn this shirt before and personally, it was your favorite. You smiled lightly at him and waved as he walked up to you. You didn’t realize how much taller he was than you until he was standing right in front of you.

“Good morning.” You say turning your head to face him.

“Good morning. I know I come here once or twice a week but I don’t think I ever got your name?” His question jump starting your pulse.

“Y/N L/N. Pleased to meet you.” You hold out your hand for him to shake it. His big calloused hands engulf yours as he says, “Nanami Kento. The pleasure is mine.”

His face was perfection up close, prominent cheek bones, sharp jaw line, and nice lips. All you needed to know is if you were his type, then you wouldn’t be nervous. He lets go of your hand and you awkwardly smile at him as you keep sorting the books.

“What do you like to read?” You blurt out. You were gonna talk to this man whether you like it or not.

He lets out a “hmm” as he looked up to think. He stuck his hand in his pockets and said, “This is a broad answer but fiction or non fiction. What about you? You seem like you have good taste.”

Okay, what did he just say? You seem like you have good taste? He’s flirting with you but you still need more convincing. You stop sorting the books and turn your body towards him.

“When I’m not reading music theory books, I enjoy romance. It’s a nice change of pace after talking about how to build Neapolitan sixth chords all day.” You feel his eyes burning holes through you, your not even sure if he was listening. His wandering eyes taking in every detail of your body. You’ve felt this gaze before, now that you think about it. However, you didn’t know it was him on the other side of it. He’s been caught and that was the evidence you needed to really take control of the situation.

“How long have you done music for?” His eyes shifting back to my eyes.

You smirk and say “20 years. I’m currently 25.”

“I had no idea you were such an impressive young woman.”

“There’s lot you don’t know about me. What about you, Mr. Nanami ? What do you do for work?” You start pushing the cart and he follows. It seemed like he wanted this conservation to continue. He spoke to you the entire time you were doing the go backs, an hour passing the both of you by. Thank god the library is dead this morning.

“Y/N, your office hour starts now.” Your coworker says from across the room.

“Thank you.” You reply.

“Office hour, huh? I assume you have to leave now?” He says lightly.

“Not quite, you can come read in my office… if you’d like.”

He slightly blushes at your words and says, “I won’t get you in trouble, will I?”

“As long as you don’t tell anybody.” You wink at him and push the go back cart back to the front of the library.

You exchange looks with your coworker at the front as she puts her headphones in. You mouth the words “thank you” before heading back into your small office, with Nanami sitting in the chair infront of your desk. He had his book in hand and already hung his bag next to yours on the wall. You make eye contact with him as you close the door, knowing it’s gonna be a tight squeeze when you pass by him to get to your chair behind the desk. He knew this too.

“Excuse me, I’m gonna get right past you.” You say as you shimmy your way infront him. Your plump breasts being a hairsbreadth away from his face. He got close enough to get a whiff of your perfume and that was enough to jumpstart his pulse.

You turn on your computer as Nanami starts reading. You sat in silence for a few moments with each other. You both were exchanging glances every now and then. He loosen his yellow spotted tie and runs his hand through his hair. He leans back in his chair, spreading his legs slightly; putting his whole body on display for you.

Your intrusive thoughts take over and you rub one of your heels against his ankle. He looks up from his book to see your reaction. Nothing. You kept typing on your computer and ignored his glance. He went back to his book. You did it again, this time wondering up to his knee.

“Mmm.” He lets out as he flashes you warning look.

“You good?” You ask playing dumb.

“Mhm.” He plays along.

A few minutes pass by and you repeat your actions. This time, running your heel up to his crotch. You feel him squirm under your leg. He puts his book down and locks his gaze on you. His hands slowly wander up your stocking covered leg.

“Don’t get yourself in trouble.”

WHEN THIS IDEA CAME TO ME I HAD TO WRITE IT DOWN. I hope you all like it!

Part two

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Yall don’t come for me… I know the votes were for Alucard x Reader One shot (even though I just POSTED A TWO PART) but I just started a Nanami x Reader one shot and it’s giiiivvinnnggg!!!

Nanami reads at the library reader works at and they have been secretly crushing on each other. Three weeks pass by and reader realizes that he’s not going to make the first move. (A king that doesn’t bother women unsolicitedly) just know Nanami is about to talk the panties off of reader!!!!

That’s all I’m disclosing about the next one shot. IT IS SMUT OF COURSE. Expect it to be done in like a week maybe less idk it’s a hot one I might just plow through it 🫡

☆*:.｡.｡.:*☆ multiple hcs: halloween costumes! with the jjk boys

summary: the costumes the jjk boys would wear with you during halloween ☆*:.｡.｡.:*☆

warnings: gn!reader, sfw, mentions of parties and possible drinking, crack asf, fluff☁️

includes: toge inumaki, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, and yuta okkotsu

toge: mordecai and rigby, regular show

- your asses will be in the corner crying laughing over some brainrotted tiktoks and lil pranks you will be pulling the whole night

- you two put chili powder in the punch, yuji consequently decided to chug it, bro turned bright red from coughing so hard (you two were crying laughing with nobara and maki)

- will be saying/texting eachother “she mordecai on me til i rigby”

- will be making far too many regular show references

yuji: jake and finn, adventure time

- you two EMBODY jake and finn energy SO MUCH JFCCC!!!

- y’all will also DOMINATE in flip cup/ rage cage/ pong/ any competitive drinking game

- THE happiest of bestest friends in love fools

- you debated going lady rainicorn/jake BUT decided that jake/finn is ultimately more epic 😎😎😎

yuta: kiki and tombo, kiki’s delivery service

- the most lover boy to ever lover boy!

- you two both adore this movie so much, he was sooo excited to make this costume with you :,)

- y’all are off in your own lil world together, people watching, chatting, enjoying toge’s antics

- long eye contact from across the room!!!!!

- he will constantly be getting drinks and snacks for you the entire night :-)

megumi: coraline and wybie, coraline

- we all know he does NOT gaf ab this party, ONLY there for you!!!! (he’s so down bad)

- you and yuji will drag him up for karaoke

- bro has no rhythm at all

- smiles (secretly) at your attempts to get him to be festive

- he loves to see how happy you are in your couple costume (won the costume contest!)

- end the night up on the roof of the party house together, watching the stars, holding hands, talking

* ੈ✩‧₊ TEEHEEE that was my lil halloween blurb, lmk if u guys liked :,)

* ੈ✩‧₊ love you all sm sorry for my hiatus ya girl was busy,,, erm well heh… girl bossing🐺😏 #gradschool #grindset

* ੈ✩‧₊ i did this in 45 mins its 3 am WHOOPS😘

costume pic creds: ALL off of pinterest, so specific accounts linked, will link if anyone knows @!!!

cover art creds: @vah_arina on twitter <3

border creds: @cafekitsune

erm…. kittens… heyyyyy😄😄😁😁😋😋

so um SORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRY

💔 chat💔 i MAY HAVE gone missing for literally 2 months😘 i’ve been applying to schools and working full time this summer and i fell tf AWF i’ll admit it…..🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️SMH! 🫦🫦 buttttt i yam back now 😋😋😋 yipeeeee

i fr missed u ALL sm…..(ESP U IYA + my BELOVED moots🫵🏻🥸👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩)

okay but FR i am back now hehehehe and will be updating the smaus +other posts i planned a while back soon 😼😼😼😼😼😼😼

send in some recs if there is anything in particular u wanna see or have any ideas 😁✨ silly and joy maxxing so hard rn so happy to be back 😇🤓

erm…. kitten….heyyyyy😄😄😁😁😋😋

so um SORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRY

💔 chat💔 i MAY HAVE gone missing for literally 2 months😘 i’ve been applying to schools and working full time this summer and i fell tf AWF i’ll admit it…..🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️SMH! 🫦🫦 buttttt i yam back now 😋😋😋 yipeeeee

i fr missed u ALL sm…..(ESP U IYA + my BELOVED moots🫵🏻🥸👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩)

okay but FR i am back now hehehehe and will be updating the smaus +other posts i planned a while back soon 😼😼😼😼😼😼😼

send in some recs if there is anything in particular u wanna see or have any ideas 😁✨ silly and joy maxxing so hard rn so happy to be back 😇🤓

guys where is indi @gumiiiiezzzz i miss u sweet cheeks… come back…

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ clueless! smau

summary: the 1st and 2nd year boys are in love with you- and you... well... you're clueless.

warnings: f!reader, sfw, megumi is slightly emotionally constipated, fluff/crack

includes: yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, and toge inumaki

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ PHEW 😮‍💨 i pumped these smaus OUT in like a day (def not while i was at work)😋

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ hope u guys liked :,) as ALWAYS u can always send me suggestions, asks, or recs <3

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ art creds and character rants below line LMAO

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ i am ALWAYS spreading chronically online toge propaganda

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ jk it's alr canon he a TROLL!!!

* ੈ✩‧₊˚megumi doing things he canonically dislikes: eating mochi (dislikes sweets) and reading fiction (non-fiction fan) is just so perfect jshdihais

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ ACOTAR REFERENCE ANYONE 😏😼 megumi being an emotionally constipated and reserved biddie is… honestly just cannon tbh

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ yuji pfp art: @11101AM on twt; megumi pfp art: @deltanpopo on twt; toge pfp art: jjk anime heh

* ੈ✩‧₊˚ header art link: https://pin.it/4mKbzO9tW

hi pookie! i love your writing, it makes me blush and ugly-laugh. do you think you can add ino into your jjk smaus + hcs :’) ?!

HEHEHEHE hi anon 🥰😋 thank u sm got me giggling kicking my feet over here🫦 but literally yes i will include ino :D

i am currently writing another set of the jjk boy smaus, then ill be writing some jjk men smaus where i will include ino!!!! 🫡🫡🫡🫡 he’s a top tier pookie and WILL be included

i’ll be writing hcs sometime this week too hehe lmk if u have any other requests or any specific asks 🫶🏻🫶🏻

divider credz* ੈ✩‧₊˚ : @elfbar-baby

GATHER ROUND KITTENS… 🐺 it’s POLL TIME 😈

i have a few ideas brewin lmk what yall want first😋

🎧SATORU!GOJO protective

a/n: fluff content, got bored. and for some reason this has been sitting in my drafts for a month.

summary: your co-worker is harassing you, and when gojo finds out, he’s not very pleased.

word count: 1.15k

“Satoru!” You knew he wasn’t really listening after the first couple of words that’d come out of your mouth, pressed firmly in between your lips; slipping out.

you’d mentioned a co-worker. In which, the co-worker had made you a bit, uncomfortable. You’d come home from work, and found yourself heading over to your boyfriends office at his work.

Gojo had a nice black tux, while his shirt was also tucked into his pants a bit, and the button up had just a few of them ripped from the side.

With is beautiful hair to conclude, he was writing a report about some of the exchanges that were misplaced during the last batch of boxes.

Your boyfriend would be fired, if he wasn’t the boss.. and owner of the estate.

His reasoning for buying the expensive million-dollar penthouse-apartment; in which he made his office, was because he simply grew bored and he liked the color.

anyhow, you had waltzed in, saying hello to a couple workers at his marketplace, and passing through towards the receptionist; who immediately recognized you.

Hands deep in the computer, she’d seen your small fragile frame, pumping tears from sides of your eye lids, and doiling them away.

Almost instantly, you’d recieved a tissue, and concealed a good amount of the tears that wanted to escape; and now here you where, in his office, rubbing your precious head in between the crook of his neck.

You sat on his lap, while your legs spread open; allowing his waist to sit in between your thighs.

“Let me see your face princess.”

But you only discouraged his request, because you were embarrassed. Usually, you’d be the one to be so hard on Gojo, telling him that you don’t need support. You were the one known for wearing the pants in this relationship; considering your boyfriend could be a five year old majority of the time.

But when he was serious, then that meant things just were simply serious. It wasn’t rare for him to be that way, but it definitely was not common.

You’d come in, watching his face whisk away from his large laptop, and change his expressions, from: focused, bored to: happy, confused.

somehow in ten seconds, you’d been coo’d into his touch, while telling him about the co-worker, and what’d happened at work.

Now, if this was simply because of just the co-worker, you wouldn’t be as upset as you were. It actually really because of what he’d said, more so the aftermath.

“he said that I was a no good nothing, and power-hungry slut.” You began, “because I’m dating a powerful man, that could do so much better; he’d gladly get rid of me.”

before you could continue, to the part that reallt upset you, your boyfriend’s jaw clenched, teething at you.

“and then he told my boss that I’d been harassing him all year round, but had been paid to stay quiet. So I got fired!”

that was enough to make Gojo’s hands ball up in anger. Of course though, he’d play mellow with you, so he didn’t upset you.

“I’ll take care of it.” Moving you from your seating on top of him, with a smile, he continued. “Stay in my office princess.”

“satoru, I don’t want you to do anything. I mean it.” swallowing your upsetting news, you stalled.

“I’m not going to do anything.” The smile he gave almost temped you to believe those words; caressing your round cheek, that exfoliated to the touch of his cold hands.

“Satoru.” you hushed, both hands now on you, on arm wrapped nicely around the band of your hips; almost challenging you to keep eye-contact with him.

You felt his eyes roll dramatically; chucking his head back for a second; his neck bare and giving a small hitch of his throat gulping.

“alright, tell you what,” he said, “why don’t we go home princess? I’m bored here anyway.”

The next morning, you’d been awoken by a couple missed calls from your ex-boss, and a few messages that had been disviewed as well.

you rushed the phone, double clicking the missed call button, and calling him back. He didn’t even let the phone ring, picking it up almost immediately.

“if it’s about my things, B/N, please give me the opportunity to go get them—“

“you are not fired.” he spoke, “it was a misunderstanding, really. You should have spoken up when your co-worker been bothering you about your personal relationships, instead of taking the fall.”

you retaliated; you where trying to speak for yourself, but your boss just wouldn’t let you. He’d believed everything that your co-worker had said, without even allowing you to compensate.

“Uhm, that being said, I am deeply sorry for not allowing you to explain your portion of the story.”

By the time the phone call awaited it’s ending, you’d already known what was proposed.

Gojo, never listening, must’ve taken care of it.

Part of you secretly praised and accommodated that; considering you’d never admit to the seek of needing help. But, you still felt a little gush in your stomach, turning to the thought of the co-worker, and what he said.

was it true?

“Y/N, baby.” You heard from the door-frame; instantly collecting your attention, and depriving it from previous thought. “I know what you’re thinking.”

Gojo walked over to you, while your smile seemed to drag from lip to lip, in a sort of apologetic form. But he only took you by your chin; his hand gripping tightly, and lifting you to see eye-to-eye with him.

“you do everything on your own, yu’r my independent pretty girl.” his words oozed out like marshmallow, dripping from its chocolate sandwiched s’mores.

“but, I’m going to help you, because I love you.”

You folded. couldn’t help but admire him taking charge of something you new you couldn’t carry alone. glad he knew you so well, you pecked him softly. “Thank you satoru.”

your hands rushed to his shoulders, wrapping around his neck in pleasure; taking him into you. He chuckled, his hands rubbing at your sides, gradually holding you in place.

“anything for my princess.”

MEGUMI!FUSHIGURO headcannons

✫ fights with megumi weren’t exactly pleasant.

✫ you both got into some huge argument over something stupid, ending up with the both of you now walking past each other in the kitchen without saying a word to one-another.

so now, you lay yourself on the couch with your feet that’d been decorated with your favorite fluffy blue socks, above the arm of the sofa, and a bucket of ice-cream in the other.

It was about time you’d finally sit and finish a couple shows anyway, so why not take your mind off things and try to ease up a bit.

✫ megumi will definitely get tired of not speaking to one another, and try to cuddle you while you watch your show; angrily chugging the spoon in and out of the bucket.

“get away from me.” you cry out, shoving spoon-full’s of ice-cream in your mouth. Megumi watched, ignoring your plead and continued to shuffle you on top of him.

✫ somehow, you end up tangled in his touch. your hands dancing on his chest; cheek laying on his breast. His legs entangled with yours, now both of you watching some dumb rom-com that could make the both of you cringe for days.

✫ “..I’m sorry.” megumi manages to cough up; surely catching your attention. and after a couple minutes of silence, you finally responded with a quiet “me too.”

✫ cuddling with you on the couch; helping you dig left and right in the bowl of ice-cream, was just a better night then you anticipated.

eventually, the conversation sprung back but it was wasn’t anything like before. The conversation was smoother, of course, still a little rocky, it ended up with both of you comforting one another, as it should.

megumi and friends to lovers🥺 including neck kisses🥺

♡MEGUMI!FUSHIGURO friends to lovers

“Megumi..” you complained; your back pressed firmly on the bed you both laid upon, soaking in the sheets. you watch as the boy that laid next to you, your best friend, ignored you and continued to read the book your teacher had given you both.

It was a study review for the exam tomorrow; but you’d already been studying for three whole hours. You couldn’t do it anymore. “I’m so bored.” you whined; but megumi didn’t even look towards you.

“So go and do something.” He replied, bluntly. In which you sighed in dissatisfaction.

Truth is, you’d been crushing on this boy from the day you’ve became friends. The reason for this being because, when he met you, you both were much younger; and you tended to have little crushes on friends that are always there for you. no but this was different. It wasn’t just some little crush anymore. Now it was a full blown out feeling you got in your chest when you’d think of him being with anybody else.

you sighed, your lips forming in a frown. “Megumi, can we do something else?” practicality begging, but he didn’t budge. he did notice you staring at him a couple times, bored out of your mind; but all he could think about when pretending not to notice, was the cute faces you made when dissatisfied.

“Fine. C’mere.” He chatted, grabbing both of your arms and pulling you closer. He figured since you want to have a little bit of fun, but still need to get a good grade, he’d try something out. he sat up, leaning against the bed frame, pulling you in between his legs that spread open. his arms allowing you to now hold the study book in hand, as he made sure you propped up against him comfortably.

“Now we study.” He said, as if this was not a big deal at all. And maybe it was not; to him at least. You were nervous. It isn’t necessarily the first time you’d both been close like this; but it definitely felt different this time.

“But I don’t wanna study anymore-“

You were cut off by something you’d thought you’d never get from a guy like megumi. your face plastered with embarrassment; the expression giving you away, you couldn’t help but feel slight nurishment when his lips pressed onto your skin. he’d become very found of you now, leaving small but perfectly placed kisses on your neck; surprising you.

“M-Megumi what are you..”

“do you want me to stop?”

“No!”

the room went quiet; mainly because of your exaggerating tone when informing him not to stop giving you affection. In other words, you yelled. but today is full of surprises, cause he just laughed at you. He didn’t call you weird or push you away; he just laughed.

“then I won’t.” His small chuckle still wrapping around your ears, as his hands did too. as claimed, he continued to give you the sweetest, softest pecks with those glossy lips, while you read the next couple chapters of the unit aloud.

and after another hour of what felt like endless reading for you before, was just peaceful reminiscences of your favorite person, loving you.

you closed the book, turning around to face him. He was always so pretty, at least that’s what you thought. he looked back at you with a, “hm?” knowing you have something on your mind. So with all force and closed eyes, you kissed him. your lips clashed together with his; feeling a slight taste of your lotion after his mouth was all over your neck.

before even opening the crack of your lips, the kiss was over; you pulled away faster than you went in for it. Covering your face; you hid yourself from such a man.

“why are you covering your face?” He slid his hands in between yours, breaking the mask you’d formed for yourself. his hands then worked towards your checks, them resting on your jawline. His face fumed with pink of the very ends of his cheeks; though he acted as if he was unfazed.

Was the kiss unexpected? Slightly; but don’t get it twisted, he loved every little second of it.

“C’mere, do it again.”

blowing smoke - mma!toji

cw: enemies to lovers, mentions of abuse, blood, smut MDNI, inexperienced!reader, cunnilingus, penetration, pull out method, pet names (princess), vanilla tbh, angst with comfort, happy ending

characters: toji, gojo, choso, sukuna, shiu, megumi, yuki

word count: 7k

you stood in front of one of the most notorious mma gyms in the world. this gym housed some of the biggest names in mma including the infamous toji fushiguro. toji was a household name not only in japan but the world. he had a reputation for being a ruthless fighter with an arrogant attitude. he also just so happened to be your new boss. you had no idea how you landed a job as his assistant, but nevertheless, you were grateful for the opportunity.

the muffled sounds of grunts and rattling punching bags made your stomach turn. you took a deep breath in an attempt to calm your nerves before entering the gym. the muffled sounds were now loud and clear as you stepped inside. you looked around to see a bunch of fighters sparring on blood stained mats. the gym suddenly went quiet as the door slammed behind you, causing all the fighters to stop and stare at you. you recognized a couple of them as satoru gojo and choso kamo. they both smiled at you, which made you feel slightly more comfortable.

“ah there she is” a voice boomed. you turned to see an older man walking towards you with a smile on his face. it was shiu, toji’s manager and the man that gave you this job. you watched as the fighters exchanged confused looks before looking back at you. they were obviously wondering why this random girl was standing in the middle of the gym.

“follow me. toji’s in the locker room,” shiu stated before ushering you towards the back of the gym. you followed closely behind him. your heart began to beat faster as you neared the locker room. you wondered if toji was really as scary and mean as people say he is. as soon as you stepped into the room, the fighter looked at you with sharp green eyes. toji’s eyes shot daggers into you before he turned his attention back to the hand he was wrapping.

“who’s this?” he asked in an annoyed tone, not even bothering to look up from what he was doing. you were taken aback by his demeanor. he could’ve easily asked you who you were, but he chose to completely dismiss you.

“this is y/n, your new assistant. try not to scare this one off,” shiu explained. before you could process shiu’s response, toji scoffed loudly.

the tall man paced, shaking his head in disbelief. you stood frozen unsure if you should say anything. however, it was painfully obvious toji was not thrilled to have you there.

“how many times have i told you that i don’t need a fucking assistant?” his harsh tone made your hair stand up. you knew toji had a reputation for being rude, but you didn’t realize he would be such a dick.

“i don’t care. i’m your manager, so what i say goes. you run me ragged as it is. i’m not going to continue to be your errand runner on top of that, so get over it,” shiu retorted before leaving the room.

the locker room grew uncomfortably quiet as you stared at toji. the look of absolute disdain was prevalent on his face. you waited for him to say something, but he remained silent. he left you no choice but to break the silence yourself.

“um, hi, mr. fushiguro. it’s an honor to be-“

“grab my bag,” toji cut you off. he brushed passed you out of the locker room. you were left stunned by his rudeness. you hoisted the bag over your shoulder and followed him out to the practice mats. you set his bag down on the bench beside you as you watched toji spar with gojo. toji bounced on his toes swiftly dodging every jab sent by gojo. it was incredible how such a large man was able to move so quickly. no wonder he was the best fighter in the world.

“fucking ow, dude” gojo shouted, pulling you out of your thoughts. the coaches swarmed gojo as he fell to the ground wincing. toji rolled his eyes and walked over to you.

“water” he demanded, reaching a hand out to you. ‘fucking dick’ you thought to yourself before handing him his water bottle. you were already getting sick of his attitude, but you had no choice but to suck it up. the money was too good, and you had bills to pay.

“i thought you guys were just supposed to be sparring. why did you hit him so hard?” you asked, trying to make conversation.

“we are,” toji replied bluntly not answering your question. you were surprised you got a reply at all. he tossed the water bottle back at you before stepping back onto the mat.

“toji, what the fuck were you thinking? satoru has a fight coming up. why the fuck would you make contact with him like that?” gojo’s coach shouted.

“you think his opponent isn’t gonna hit him? i was just getting him ready for his fight…not babying him like the rest of you do,” toji scoffed, stepping up to him.

“you’re done for today. go home,” shiu intervened before things got carried away.

toji grabbed his bag and stormed out of the gym. you ran after him unsure of what to do in this situation.

“don’t follow me,” he spat before getting in his car.

he sped off, leaving you alone and confused on the curb. you walked back inside to see a group of trainers now huddled around gojo. through the bodies, you could see a dark purple bruise forming on his pale torso.

“why are you still here?” shiu asked, stepping in front of you.

“toji told me not to follow him and left before i could say anything,” you responded quietly. shiu shook his head and scoffed. this was just great. toji was going to get you fired because he left without you.

“he’s such an asshole. i apologize for his behavior. i guess you can go home for the day,” he sighed. it seemed like he was more defeated than you in this whole situation. you wondered how many past assistants didn’t make it through their first day because of toji. but, if there was one thing about you, it was that you are a spiteful person. toji wasn’t going to scare you off so easily. if anything, his attitude made you want to stick around even more just to piss him off.

as the weeks went on, toji's next big match neared. his opponent was ryomen sukuna. the pair had the biggest rivalry in the mma. toji was the one, who dethroned sukuna and stripped him of his world champion title, so this fight was going to be their big rematch. he was constantly training…oh and still being a dick to you. his demands and attitude only seemed to get worse the closer his match got. but, you had started to develop a thick skin. you were used to it by now, which surprised everyone including toji.

“y/n, water,” toji demanded as he took a break from sparring.

“you know a please would be nice every once in awhile,” you said, handing him his bottle.

the fighter rolled his eyes at you before taking a drink. he still wasn’t talking to you much besides barking orders, but at least he was calling you by your name. before you knew it, the training day was over. everyone had gone home except for you. toji had a press conference the following day for his fight against sukuna, so you had to do some social media prep as well as finish some extra work shiu had given you.

you were totally absorbed in your work until you heard the door to gym open and close. no one else was supposed to be here. you quietly got up from your desk and walked into the practice area. you couldn’t see anything besides a large dark figure, who was breathing heavily.

“hello?” you called out before turning on the lights. as the gym illuminated, you could make out the figure’s face. it was toji, but his eye was black and his lip was bleeding.

“oh my god! what happened?” you asked, rushing over to him. you pulled his hood away from his face, so you could get a better look at his injuries. you turned his face gently towards you, earning a soft wince from him. his green eyes avoided your gaze as he remained silent. you grabbed his hand and led him to the trainer’s room, so you could clean up the cuts on his face. he sat on one of the table as you grabbed some alcohol and gauzes.

“so are you gonna tell me happened?” you asked with your back still turned towards toji.

he remained silent. he hadn’t made a peep since he stumbled into the gym. it was really starting to get on your nerves. it was like talking to a brick wall. you had been working for him for three months at this point, and you still had yet to have an actual conversation with him. his attitude towards you had you second guessing everything you did. you didn’t know why he hated you so much, or if he even cared enough about you to hate you. but, you just couldn’t take it anymore.

“what the fuck is your deal?” you spat, turning around to face him. his face remained blank as he stared at you. that stupid stare made your blood boil, “i have done absolutely nothing to you yet you treat me like shit if you choose to acknowledge my existence at all. because if you’re not barking orders at me, you act like i don’t exist. now, you come stumbling into the gym battered and bruised without explanation, and you can’t even answer a simple question when i’m just trying to help you.”

toji’s eyes widened in shock as you continued to yell at him. no one had ever talked to him that way. once you noticed the change in his expression, your words trailed off. this was the most emotion you had seen from him. now suddenly, you were conscious of what you were doing. silence lingered in the air once more before toji opened his mouth to speak.

“i’m sorry…” he muttered.

your ears must’ve been mistaking you. there is no way he just apologized to you.

“i have a reason for acting the way i do,” he continued, “my parents abused me when i was kid. nothing i ever did was good enough for them no matter how much i tried to get their approval. my dad would knock me around and remind me that i would always be a failure to him while my mom turned a blind eye to his abuse. my upbringing taught me that i can only rely on myself. it turned me into a cold-blooded fighter, who never let anyone ever get close to him.”

“i didn’t know that…but why take it out on me?” you asked.

“every assistant i’ve had before quit after their first day. they always claimed i was too harsh and scary. part of me wanted it that way. i didn’t need anyone doing stuff for me because sooner of later it would get personal, and that scared the shit out of me. you were different. you never showed an ounce of fear towards me, so i tried my best to drive you away because i was scared of having someone actually care about me for once,” toji explained.

you let his words settle around the both of you. everything started to make sense to you because it was true you never found toji scary. you could always tell there was a part of him that didn’t want to act that way. you knew there had to be more to him, and now you know that there is.

“you know if you ever took the time to get to know me, you would’ve known we are more similar than we seem,” you said, looking at him. he gave you confused look. how could the two of you have stuff in common? there was no way. “i don’t have the best relationship with my parents either…in fact, i haven’t talked to them since i turned 18 and moved out of their house. my dad was a drunk, who liked to take his anger out on me, and my mom did nothing to stop it. they both hated me and wished nothing but the worst for me. much like you, i always tried to seek their approval to no avail. so when you continued to shut me out, it made me feel like a kid again. i was scared that i would never get your approval. it made me feel like i would never be able to do anything right in my life just like my parents had told me so many times.”

toji couldn’t believe it. he felt so much guilt for the way he treated you. he was honestly shocked you put up with his behavior at all. if he was in your shoes, he would’ve left a long time ago.

“so why did you stick around?”

“because i wasn’t going to let my parents be right,” you smirked at him, earning a small chuckle from toji, “enough with the sad backstory stuff…are you going to tell me what the hell happened to you?”

“sukuna’s team jumped me…fucking asshole. dude knows he can’t win in a fair match up, so he pulls this shit,” toji explained.

“can’t you tell someone and get him in trouble or something?”

“i’d much rather beat his ass again,” toji said smugly.

you rolled your eyes playfully at him. men are such simple creatures always trying to assert dominance over each other. you poured some alcohol on the gauze and dabbed it lightly on his bloody lip. he hissed in response, jerking away from your touch.

“it’s not that bad, you big baby,” you giggled.

he flashed a wide smile at you. his gaze was so much softer now. the cold and mean fighter persona was slowly falling, and the real toji was coming out. you finished cleaning him up before giving him an ice pack for his eye.

“thank you, y/n. i really appreciate it,” toji said. the sincerity was evident in his voice. it sort of took you by surprise. you couldn’t believe toji of all people was capable of doing such a thing.

“don’t mention it,” you smiled back.

toji ended up keeping you company for the rest of the night while you finished your work. he insisted you use his favorite pictures of himself in the promo poster for the fight. you noticed him sneaking glances at you while you worked away. you would be lying if you said that you didn’t enjoy having his attention for once, but you would never admit that.

the next day, toji actually smiled at you when you got to the gym. shiu gave you a confused look to which you just shrugged your shoulders. you set your things down in the office and started to help shiu prepare for the press conference. before you knew it, reporters and journalists flooded the gym. you watched toji answer questions bluntly of course. he hated doing these things, so he made them as miserable for the journalists as they were for him. it was amusing to watch.

“toji, how do you plan on taking ryomen sukuna down this time?” a journalist asked, obviously trying to start some pre-match beef between the two fighters.

“exactly how i did the first time,” toji deadpanned .

“can you expand on that?”

“nope.”

you tried to stifle a laugh, but your quiet giggle didn’t escape toji’s ears. he glanced in your direction before looking away with the slightest smirk on his face.

“what did you do to him? i’ve never seen him smile especially not at you,” shiu whispered.

“well i had enough of his attitude and beat him up obviously,” you replied, gesturing to toji, who’s black eye was almost swollen shut at this point.

after what felt like forever, the press conference was over. you understood now why toji hated those things so much. you were exhausted and all you did was sit there, but nevertheless you had to help clean everything up. you were folding up chairs when toji walked over to you.

“you know if i would’ve known cleaning was a part of my job description, i would not have applied,” you joked.

“well, you have to make yourself useful somehow,” toji smirked. the scar on the corner of his lips stretching as he did so.

“i liked it better when you didn’t talk to me.”

“yeah yeah whatever. i’ll help you, whiny ass.”

toji took the folding chair out of your hands and added it to the five he was already holding. such a show off. you continued to hand toji chairs while he carried them to the supply room. toji’s demeanor was so much different now. the way he talked and acted towards you was so much softer. he would act shy if you caught him staring at you by looking away quickly or how he always came to find you during his breaks. but, your demeanor was different too. you always looked forward to the shared glances or the goofy smile he would give you after he was done sparring. in that moment, everything seemed to click. you were falling for toji.

“hey so i wanted to ask if you would be able to come to my house after we’re done here?” toji asked, putting away the final chair. you tried to hide your shock at such an abrupt question. that could be taken so many different ways, but how did he mean it?

“i meant like to help me with something,” he followed up after noticing your hesitation.

“oh yeah right! i mean that is what you pay me for,” you laughed, trying to play it off.

“you can ride with me if you want,” he offered, “you know i just figured it would be easier that way.”

“yeah that’s fine with me,” you smiled as you followed him to his car.

the ride to his apartment or pent house rather was comfortably quiet. you were just enjoying each other’s company, but you could tell something was on toji’s mind. maybe it had to do with what he needed help with, but you figured you would find out sooner or later.

you stepped into his enormous pent house, wondering how one person could occupy such a large space. the interior was dark, but the large floor to ceiling window let plenty of light in.

“wow, this place is huge,” you stated still in awe.

toji chuckled and took off his jacket, throwing it on the back of the couch. you were still looking around, so you hadn’t realized he had left the room. you only noticed when you heard two pair of footsteps echoing through the living room. you turned to see toji and a small boy standing beside him. the boy almost looked like an exact copy of toji.

“y/n meet my son, megumi,” toji said. a hint of nervousness noticeable in his voice. you were shocked to learn toji had a kid. he never talked about him. the realization hit a moment later. if toji could hide having a kid, he could definitely be secretly married or dating someone. the thought alone made your stomach turn as a pang of jealousy hit you. yet, you had no choice but to push those thoughts aside. as of right now, you were just his assistant nothing more.

“hi, megumi. it’s nice to meet you,” you smiled, crouching down to the boy’s level. megumi looked away shyly and hid behind his dad’s leg. you couldn’t help but giggle at his cuteness.

“don’t be rude, megs. say hi back,” toji encouraged, ruffling his hair, “she doesn’t bite.”

megumi hesitantly stepped out from behind toji and greeted you. his little voice made your heart melt.

“so i’m guessing he’s what you needed help with?,” you said, hoping to get a little more context.

“yeah my nanny just quit, so i need help taking care of him when i have practice and matches,” toji explained.

“well, i have absolutely no issue looking after this cutie,” you smiled down at megumi, who was still hiding behind toji, “i didn’t know you had a kid, though.”

“thank you. i’m sorry for just springing this on you. i try to keep him out of the limelight as much as possible. i want to give him the most normal childhood i can.”

“that’s really sweet of you, but it’s no issue really.”

over the course of the evening, megumi started to break out of his shell. he was incredibly blunt little boy to no surprise with a dad like toji, but he was so sweet like him too. you also learned his mom wasn’t really in the picture, which made your heart hurt for megumi, but it was nice to know toji was single. while the two of you sat on the ground, megumi climbed into your lap and continued playing like nothing. you looked over at toji who was just as surprised as you.

“looks like you two are getting along just fine,” toji chuckled. all the nerves he had about the two of you meeting were now forgotten. he didn’t know why he was so worried in the first place. you were one of the sweetest, most genuine people he’s ever met.

“well duh. he’s my little buddy. isn’t that right, megs?” the boy nodded his head and continued playing with his toys. you and toji looked at each other and smiled softly, realizing this was healing the both of you in a way.

toji’s fight with sukuna was getting closer by the day, which meant toji spent more time at the gym. this also meant you had to watch megumi more often not that you minded. the two of you mostly hung out in your office but would sit and watch toji spar from time to time. it was incredible to see megumi’s eye light up as he watched his dad.

“y/n, i want do that,” he smiled, pointing at his dad, who dodged choso’s attack before kicking the pad on his side.

“daddy’s pretty cool, isn’t he?” you asked. megumi nodded his head enthusiastically before dragging you over to one of the practice mats. you put on a pair of striking pads on your hands before crouching in front of megumi. he wasted no time punching away at them. you exaggerated his strength by falling over a couple of times, but the smile on his face was more than worth it.

toji took a break from training, looking over at you and megumi. he watched as his son punched the pads on your hands and you toppling over before telling megumi how strong he is. he couldn’t help a smile from breaking out on his face. it was the first time he realized that he was catching feelings. how could he not? you gave him a second chance when he didn’t deserve one and now you’re helping him in more way than he could think of. it wasn’t even because it was your job to help. you were simply helping him because you wanted to. he realized how much he looked forward to your presence everyday. he felt an unfamiliar comfort whenever you were around.

“little man wore himself out,” toji said as he carried a sleeping megumi into his pent house. you smiled, looking at how peaceful he was.

“he had a long day of training,” you giggled, “you know he told me he wants to be just like you.”

toji smiled to himself but didn’t say anything. he was afraid that if he tried to speak he would end up crying. those words were all he’s ever wanted to hear. he had his son’s approval, and that meant the world to him. he carefully put megumi to bed while you made yourself comfortable in the living room.

“i’m gonna take a shower. be right back,” toji said, peeking his head around the corner.

“i’ll be here,” you replied, turning on the tv.

you were so absorbed in your show that you hadn’t heard toji walk into the room. your heart nearly stopped when he plopped down next to you on the couch.

“oh my god! you scared…me,” your words trailed off to see toji half naked beside you. your eyes trailed down his bare chest, noticing every bruise and scar left from his previous fights. his happy trail peeked out of his waistband ever so slightly…his bulge extremely noticeable underneath his gray sweats.

“uh huh, you must be so scared,” he teased, waiting for your eyes to meet his. your eyes snapped up as your cheeks turned a dark crimson. your brain felt like it was short circuiting trying to think of a witty comeback, but you were too flustered. a smirk formed on toji’s lips, realizing the affect he was having on you. “you act like you’ve never seen a shirtless dude…you a virgin or something?”

in that moment, you wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and die. your body was on fire as his question repeated in your head. the air felt heavy with tension. toji’s gaze burned into you while he awaited your response.

“i’m not…i just don’t have a lot of experience” you muttered, avoiding his gaze.

“want to change that?” toji asked, placing a hand large hand on your thigh. you searched for even the smallest ounce of flippancy in his face, but he was dead serious.

“but what about megumi? he might wake up.”

“you’ll have to try and be quiet.”

you nodded as toji moved closer to you. his green eyes stared deep into yours. your heartbeat quickened as he closed the distance between the two of you. butterflies erupted in your stomach when his lips connected with yours. you leaned into the kiss, following toji’s lead. you couldn’t believe this was happening. your once ridged body began to relax as toji deepened the kiss, running his tongue along your bottom lip. you granted him entry, allowing your tongues to fight for dominance. toji overpowered you like it was nothing. the heat between your thighs only grew as he pressed you back into the couch, so he was hovering over you. with one of his hands, he spread your legs enough for his knee to fit snuggly between them. his knee pressed up against your clothed clit with the slightest amount of pressure. your body twitched at the sensation, bucking your hips against him.

“someone’s eager,” toji teased, breaking away from your lips. in any other situation, you would’ve told him to shut up, but he was right…no use in denying that now.

“how long have you been waiting for this?” he asked, trailing kisses down your neck.

“awhile,” you moaned, tugging on the hair at the nape of his neck. toji smirked against your skin before attacking your lips once more. your bodies moved in unison. need evident in your movements.

“then let’s move this along…i can’t keep you waiting any longer,” toji reached a hand between your bodies before pulling your shirt over your head. he let out a satisfied hum, seeing that you weren’t wearing a bra. this made you completely aware of how you were on full display for him. your arm instinctively covered your bare torso. with a quickness, toji pulled your arms away from your body, so he could take in your figure.

“you don’t need to hide from me, princess. you are absolutely stunning,” he hummed, licking his lips. his sweet words made your thighs squeeze around his leg. his hands ran slowly up your sides, send a chill down your spine. he stopped once he landed on your boobs. he kneaded them between his rough palms before placing one in his mouth. his tongue swirled around your nipple. you moaned at the sensation, arching your back into his touch.

toji slipped a hand down between your legs. his fingers ran along your clothed heat, feeling how you had already soaked through your leggings. his cock twitched as you throbbed against his touch. his leaking precum formed a small dark spot on the crotch of his sweats. it took everything in him not to shove his dick in you already.

“you’re so wet for me, baby…i want to taste you. is that okay?” toji asked softly, looking up at you. you nodded not trusting yourself to speak. you lifted your ass, so he could pull off your bottoms. he lowered himself between your legs now eye level with your dripping cunt. he cautiously licked a single line up your slit. he looked up at you to make sure it was okay for him to continue. you gave him a little nod just wanting to feel his tongue against you again. that was all he needed. his tongue explored your wet folds before finding your clit. he sucked and nipped at it like he was starved man eating food for the first time.

“oh fuck,” you moaned. his sweet words made your thighs squeeze around his leg. his hands ran slowly up your sides, send a chill down your spine. he stopped once he landed on your boobs. he kneaded them between his rough palms before placing one in his mouth. his tongue swirled around your nipple. you moaned at the sensation, arching your back into his touch.

toji slipped a hand down between your legs. his fingers ran along your clothed heat, feeling how you had already soaked through your leggings. his cock twitched as you throbbed against his touch. his leaking precum formed a small dark spot on the crotch of his sweats. it took everything in him not to shove his dick in you already.

“you’re so wet for me, baby…i want to taste you. is that okay?” toji asked softly, looking up at you. you nodded not trusting yourself to speak. you lifted your ass, so he could pull off your bottoms. he lowered himself between your legs now eye level with your dripping cunt. he cautiously licked a single line up your slit. he looked up at you to make sure it was okay for him to continue. you gave him a little nod just wanting to feel his tongue against you again. that was all he needed. his tongue explored your wet folds before finding your clit. he sucked and nipped at it like he was starved man eating food for the first time.

“oh fuck,” you his sweet words made your thighs squeeze around his leg. his hands ran slowly up your sides, send a chill down your spine. he stopped once he landed on your boobs. he kneaded them between his rough palms before placing one in his mouth. his tongue swirled around your nipple. you moaned at the sensation, arching your back into his touch.

toji slipped a hand down between your legs. his fingers ran along your clothed heat, feeling how you had already soaked through your leggings. his cock twitched as you throbbed against his touch. his leaking precum formed a small dark spot on the crotch of his sweats. it took everything in him not to shove his dick in you already.

“you’re so wet for me, baby…i want to taste you. is that okay?” toji asked softly, looking up at you. you nodded not trusting yourself to speak. you lifted your ass, so he could pull off your bottoms. he lowered himself between your legs now eye level with your dripping cunt. he cautiously licked a single line up your slit. he looked up at you to make sure it was okay for him to continue. you gave him a little nod just wanting to feel his tongue against you again. that was all he needed. his tongue explored your wet folds before finding your clit. he sucked and nipped at it like he was starved man eating food for the first time.

“oh fuck,” you moaned. your fingers tangled in his dark hair, tugging at it. the tension caused toji to moan against you, which sent vibration through your core. you thought the pleasure couldn’t get any more intense until he pushed a finger inside of you. his long finger curled and rubbed against your spot. the stimulation was almost too much to bare. you felt like your body was on fire with lust as you felt your high approaching. your walls clenched around toji’s finger as he messily eat your pussy.

“toji…i…i…i’m gonna cum,” you stuttered. your mind was getting fuzzy as pleasure coarsed through your veins. toji gripped his hands around your thighs pulling you into him. you rolled your hips against his tongue as you rode out your high. he lapped up your juices before coming up for air. you were still coming down when toji stood up and quickly pulled off his sweats. his fully erect dick sprung free. a string of precum falling from his tip. his dick was so much bigger than you could’ve imagined. your mouth watered as you sat up. the only thing you wanted was to make toji feel as good as he made you feel. you reached out to wrap a hand around his dick, but he held your wrist to stop you.

“as much as i want to feel your soft lips around my cock, i need be inside that sweet pussy of yours before i fucking cum,” he grunted, stroking himself a couple of times before lining himself up with your entrance. he ran the tip along your drench fold, mixing your juice and his precum together down his shaft. he hissed as he pushed his tip inside of you. your walls instinctively gripped around his cock as he slowly pushed more of his length inside of you. he gave you only a moment to adjust before thrusting all the way into you. his tip brushed up on your cervix, causing you to yelp. your cunt was being stretched in every way possible.

“so full,” you whimpered, clawing at his arms.

“but it feels so good. doesn’t it, princess?” he gritted through his teeth as he pulled your hips to meet his thrusts.

you hummed in response. your brain felt like mush only being able to focus on toji bullying your pussy. a ball of tension started to form in your lower stomach again.

“cmon use your words, baby,” he cooed only to plow into you faster.

“feels so good,” you whined.

this only encouraged toji to go harder on you. his hips relentlessly snapped into you as he placed one of your legs over his shoulder. this new angle allowed him to hit your sweet spot with every thrust. you gasped and moaned not being able to take much more. the sound of skin slapping echoed through the room. it wasn’t long before you felt toji twitch inside of you.

“i’m getting close, princess…you think you can cum for me one more time,” toji moaned, trying his best hold himself together.

you couldn’t even give him a response before he pushed down on your lower stomach. you felt every vein and curve of his dick as he plowed into you. without warning, the ball of tension popped as you came on toji’s dick. he tried to his best to help you ride out your high, but he couldn’t take anymore. he pulled out of you, jerking himself off before releasing onto your stomach. his body shivered as he came down from his climax. you both caught your breath before looking at each other. toji’s hair was stuck to his forehead, and his chest glistened with sweat. a pink blush dusted his cheeks. he looked so beautiful in this state.

“here let me clean you up,” he said softly while putting his sweats back on. he went to the kitchen and ran a rag under some warm water. he gently wiped your tummy as you stared at him sweetly.

“thank you,” you whispered with a smile. he smiled back before helping you get dressed again.

“it’s late. you can sleep over if you would like,” toji offered. of course, you accepted the invitation. you tried to stand up, so you could follow toji to his room, but your legs gave up on you.

“sorry about that,” toji chuckled, scooping you and carrying you to his bedroom.

after the hookup, your relationship remained the same. there was no weird or awkward tension, which was something you worried about. it had only happened that once, but you couldn’t stop thinking about it. every time you looked at him, all you could think of was him on top of you. you would be lying if you said your feelings hadn’t gotten worse after you had sex. but, everything was so perfect. you didn’t want to risk ruining it by confessing. little did you know toji was feeling the exact same way. neither of you dared to bring up that night not out of embarrassment but out of fear of ruining such a good thing.

but one night, everything changed.

toji had asked you to megumi for the night. he said that he had a business dinner to attend that night. it made sense since his fight with sukuna was only a few weeks away now. you were making dinner for megs when your phone started buzzing incessantly. you had a bunch of notifications from twitter, so you opened the app to see what the hell was going on. toji was trending, which is never a good thing. you clicked the tag on to be met with a bunch of news accounts posting articles with headlines like “MMA Star Toji Fushiguro spotted having a romantic evening with Ryomen Sukuna’s ex Yuki Tsukumo amidst their big rematch”. you could feel your heart shatter into a million pieces. so many thoughts ran through your head. why didn’t he tell you he had a girlfriend? did he pretend to be nice to you and make you feel special just you could become his babysitter? you felt so stupid. you trusted him…let him see you in ways no one has before. but were you even allowed to be upset? after all, you were just his assistant.

“y/n? why crying?” megumi asked. you hadn’t realized tears were streaming down your cheeks.

“no reason, buddy. are you ready for dinner?,” you sniffled, trying your best to put on a smile for him.

megumi nodded as you picked him up, tickling his tummy as you did so. he giggled and kicked feet while you carried him to his chair. you watched him eat. you were planning to eat with him, but the thought of toji being with another woman ruined your appetite. once megs was done, you cleaned him up and got him ready for bed. toji came home not long after you put megumi down.

“how was he?” toji asked seemingly avoiding your gaze. he knew you knew about the headlines. all you wanted was for him to look at you and tell you the truth, but he didn’t. you weren’t entitled to the truth, but you felt like you deserved it.

“he was amazing per usual…” you trailed off, “i’m going to be heading home now.”

you grabbed your bag and headed for the door. slipping on your shoes, you opened the door.

“y/n, wait,” toji called out. a small part of you hoped he would tell you the headlines were fake...just some to help to help ease the pain. you turned to look at him, but his eyes still avoided yours. you hated it.

“could you use the back entrance? there’s a lot of paps out front?” you nodded, trying your best to hold back more tears at least until you were out of his sight.

as much as you hoped things would stay the same, they didn’t. toji was back to being cold and avoidant. it’s like all those months of trying to get him to open up to you never happened. the sweet, goofy toji that you had just gotten to know disappeared as quickly as he came. you didn’t have the energy to try and get him back. if toji wanted things to go back to how they were because he got a girlfriend, then who were you to interfere with that? it would be one thing if you just had to deal with him at the gym, but yuki started coming around more and more often. it killed you to see her hang onto toji and making him smile like you used to. luckily, you didn’t have to deal with it for much longer. you decided once his fight with sukuna is over that you weren’t going to continue being his assistant. you had found another job at a coffee shop. sure the money wasn’t as good, but you couldn’t continue to put yourself through this misery. you just needed to get away from toji and try to forget he ever existed.

today was the today. toji was finally having his rematch with sukuna, which meant it was your last day dealing with his bullshit. the arena rumbled with screams as toji made his entrance. he paid no mind to the cameras shoved in his face. he was completely focused. yuki, shiu, and the rest of his team followed behind him with you being at the very back not that you cared. you took your seat in the front row as toji entered the ring. he bounced on the balls of his feet, shuffling around the ring before joining sukuna in the center. the two bumped fists as the referee begun the round. toji wasted no time throwing blows at sukuna, who barely dodged each swing. you could see the pure determination in toji’s eyes right before he landed a left hook straight the sukuna’s jaw. the crowd cheered, watching sukuna stumble backwards.

“go toji! that’s my man!” yuki screeched. you rolled your eyes at her obnoxiousness. the bell rang to signify the end of round one. toji went to his corner, where he reconvened with shiu and his team. he glanced at you for a moment, looking away once you realized your eyes were already on him. he needed to know that he still had attention despite his behavior.

as each round passed, you could tell toji was getting more and more pissed off. he wanted this fight to be over more you did. the last round started. it was now or nothing. you were on the edge of your seat…you still wanted him to win. sukuna landed a solid kick to toji’s head, causing toji to go down. you covered your eyes and turned away. in all the times you had watched toji fight, you had never seen him go down like that. you braced yourself for the worst until you heard the crowd chanting his name. you looked at the ring to see him putting sukuna in a chokehold. sukuna struggled to break free, but toji was not letting up. despite his best efforts, he ended up tapping out. the referee handed toji the championship belt before raising his arm to deem him the winner.

as toji exited the ring, his eyes were solely on you. he started to walk towards you, but yuki ran in front of you into his arms. she kissed face, making a big show for the cameras. you still tried to make your way to him, so you could congratulate him on his win, but journalists and paparazzi shoved past you to get pictures and interviews from the couple. he gave you sad look before you turned to leave.

you went to the gym to clean out your office. you preferred to get it over with while no one was around especially not toji. while you were cleaning out the drawers of your desk, you found some pictures megumi had drawn for you. you teared a bit at the sight of them. leaving megumi was going to be the hardest part of this whole thing.

“i thought i might find you here,” a voice called out from the doorway. you look up to see toji leaning against the doorframe.

“yeah…congratulations by the way,” you said quietly, wiping your tears.

“thank you. look there is something i need to tell you,” he replied before taking a look around the room, “ wait, why is all your stuff gone?”

“because i’m leaving, toji. you won’t have to pretend to like me anymore.”

“what? i never pretended to like you. i opened up to you and told you things about myself that no one else knows. hell, i brought you around my kid.”

“yeah so you could have a babysitter while you went out with yuki…i’m not stupid, toji. that’s why you wanted me around. that’s why you got me to trust you enough to let you in my pants. actually maybe i am stupid for trusting you after you treated me like shit in the first place,” you seethed, shoving stuff in your bag before pushing past him.

“the whole relationship with yuki was a publicity stunt…” toji blurted out. you turned to look at him in disbelief. there’s no way you heard him correctly. “none of it was real…that’s what i came here to tell you. well, it was one of the things i wanted to tell you.”

“and you didn’t feel the need to tell me? you think i came to your house everyday and help out with megumi because i had to? i did that shit because i care about YOU! i put up with the yuki shit because of YOU! because i liked you and just wanted to see you happy, but you couldn’t give less of a shit,” you shouted, tears now streaming down your face. toji was completely dumbfounded…you had just admitted for feelings for him.

“you like me?” he muttered. guilt dripped from his words. he knew he was hurting, but he didn’t know how bad it was. you just scoffed and headed towards to the door again. “i like you too…”

you stopped in your tracks. did he really just say that? after all the shit he put you through, he picked now of all times to confess. he knew he should’ve done it months ago even before you two slept together. if he had, he would’ve never had to be in that stupid fake relationship. he could be celebrating his win with you and megumi in peace instead of at a lavish party. for a moment, you thought about giving into him…fuck you wanted nothing more than to run into his arms and kiss him, but you weren’t going to let him make a fool out of you again.

“you really think i would fall for that?” you scoffed.

“y/n, i would rather never fight again than let you walk through that door.” you had never seen toji look so serious before. you stared at him, waiting to see if he would falter, but he didn’t.

“do you really mean that?” you asked, taking a step towards him.

“i’ve never meant anything more in my life. will you please stay here with me?,” he smiled, grabbing your hands. he pulled you close to him so your chest was touching his. his green eyes searched yours, hoping you would believe him.

“fine, i’ll stay, not as your assistant but as your girlfriend,” you giggled as you pressed your lips to his.

“sounds perfect to me.”

gojo x metalhead!reader

satoru had always done is best to support you and your interests. however, he was admittedly a bit scared. he had never done anything like this before. a couple weeks ago, you had approached him and asked if he wanted to go to a concert with you. of course, he agreed without fully knowing what he got himself into.

“so what band are we going to see?” he asked, trying to hide his nervousness. “bad omens, they are my favorite,” you reply with a smile. your smile calmed him a bit. he knew you were into heavier music as he had listened to some of it with you. but, he had never once thought about going to a metal concert. he smiled back, grabbing your hand and pulling you closer to him. he pressed his lips against yours softly. the cold metal of your piercings giving him a strange sense of comfort.

“you seem nervous,” you said, looking up at the tall white-haired man. satoru was good at hiding his emotions from one but not you. you were the only person who could read him like a book. “me? nervous? never,” he scoffed playfully. “you’re such a bad liar. you don’t have to go, toru,” you replied.

“of course i want to go,” he said, “i guess i’m a little nervous i’ll stick out a lot…not really sure what to expect.” you gave him a reassuring smile before wrapping your arms around his neck. “you have nothing to worry about, toru. we can stick to the wall away from the mosh pit. that way we can just enjoy the music,” you reassured him, “as for sticking out, i’ll give you one of my band tees to wear.”

satoru nodded and followed you to your bedroom, so he could change. he put on one of your oversized black band shirts before looking at himself in the mirror. he was used to looking so casual, but he didn’t completely hate the look. “so what do we think?” he asked. you turn to look at your boyfriend, who is now wearing all black. “oh you look so cute!” you squealed.

you and satoru walked into the venue hand in hand. he looked around still unsure of how to feel. you squeezed his hand to reassure him that everything you be fine. he followed you as you pushed your way through the crowd until you found a place that didn’t have quite as many people but still had a good view of the stage.

soon, the lights went dark. everyone in the crowd including yourself let out excited screams as the band took the stage. they opened with one of their heavier songs, leading to a mosh pit opening up almost immediately. satoru looked at the group of people running into each other with smiles on their faces. he was a bit confused by the concept. however, he did make sure to stand between you and the pit just in case the pushing got too aggressive. he looked back at you to see you jumping around and screaming your lungs out. in all the time you had been dating, he can only recall you looking this carefree and happy a handful of times. it’s almost like you were in your natural habitat, which made satoru relax.

after a few songs, satoru became more acclimated to his new environment. it also helped that the band had played the few songs he had listened to with you. “i know this one,” he yelled excitedly, bouncing up and down. you smiled and cheered with him. he sang along with you, excited to finally know one of their songs. you looked at your once tense boyfriend finally relax and live in the moment.

as the band started another one of their heavy songs, satoru couldn’t help but feel drawn to the pit. “i think i want to join the mosh pit,” he said, leaning down so you could hear him. you looked at him in utter shock before the widest smile broke out on your face. “you should!” you encouraged. he smiled widely before heading towards the middle of the crowd. you followed close behind him, pulling out your phone to capture this moment. right as satoru had joined the pit, the lead singer of the band commanded the pit to get moving. you watched from the edge of the pit as satoru pushed up on people shoving them and of course helping those who fell over. needless to say, you felt proud of your boyfriend for trying something he would typically never do.

as the concert came to an end, satoru ran back to you with a big smile on his face. his hair was sweaty and stuck to his forehead. his cheeks were red. his breath was labored, but you could tell he just had the time of his life. “that was so much fun!” he exclaimed. you giggled at your boyfriend, who was going on about how much he enjoyed the concert. “i’m so glad you enjoyed yourself. thank you for going with me,” you said, leaning your head against his arm as you walked back to the car. he placed a kiss on the top of your head before opening the car door for you. “of course, baby. i want to go to another one soon,” he gleamed. it warmed your heart knowing that satoru had given another one of your interests a shot. it meant more knowing that you would be able to share more of these memories with him.

“you think i should dye my hair black?” he blurted out. you let out a surprised laugh before placing your hand on his. “satoru baby i say this with all the love in my heart but hell no. i love your white hair too much,” you giggled. he pouted just wanting to look more like the metalhead he was slowly becoming.

a/n: not so shameless plug for bad omens because they really are my favs forever, but they can be subbed for your favs! i thought this was a silly but cute idea as a metalhead myself :P not proofread

how toji takes care of you

you had been lying in bed all day, which isn’t too out of the ordinary. but, it was 3pm in the afternoon, and you still had yet to get out of bed. toji immediately picked up on your unusual lack of energy. he figured you may just be tired from the stressful week you had, so he decided to just let you rest for the time being while he went to the gym.

when toji returned home, he quietly made his way up to your bedroom. he peeked his head into the room just to see if you had moved at all. you were still curled up in the same spot, mindlessly scrolling through your phone. he wasn’t sure if he should let you be, or try to talk to you. that’s when he got an idea. a playful smirk danced on his lips before he jumped and plopped on top of you.

“ugh toji you’re all sweaty,” you complained,”get off.” you tried wiggling out from under his weight, but it was no use. toji chuckled softly, feeling somewhat proud that he finally got you to look away from your phone. “not until you tell me what’s up with you today.”

“i don’t know…just feel off today,” you mumble. you feel toji roll off you and onto the bed next to you. “i’m sorry mama,” he said softly, propping his head up with his hand, so he could look at you. he has never been super good at comforting words, but you knew he cared about you.

your body instinctively curled up to his. toji let his body completely relax, so you could lay more comfortably next to him. your head rested on his chest. his steady heartbeat calming you. “wanna talk about it?” he asked, wrapping his arms around you. “not really,” you replied, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

toji hummed in response, letting the comfortable silence settle around the both of you. his large hand massaged your scalp as you allowed your body to melt into his. you two laid like that for quite a while until the sound of your stomach growling interrupted the silence.

“you eaten anything today mama?” toji questioned. you shook your head in response, feeling slightly embarrassed that you hadn’t taken care of yourself at all today. he looked at you and clicked his tongue, sitting up now. “cmon mama you gotta take care of yourself,” he feigned annoyance. he acted upset, but he liked being able to take care of you once in awhile.

“c’mere, let’s cook you some food.” he slipped his arm under your legs, holding you in a bridal carry. toji held your body close to his as he carried you to the kitchen. he carefully set you on the counter next to the stove. he started the rice before taking some meat out of the fridge. he sliced it into thin pieces before putting it in the pan. you watched your big buff boyfriend diligently cut carrots and onions before adding them to the pan.

“you’re staring mama,” toji chuckled, glancing at you. the scar on the corner of his lips, stretching as he did so. “what? can i not admire my boyfriend?” you retorted.

‘never said that.” his smile growing even big before placing a kiss on your lips. it was gentle and sweet unlike his typical kisses. you blushed, trying to hide your face from him with your hands. he pulled your hands away from your face, giving you another sweet kiss.

“no need to hide from me baby,” he said softly, brushing your hair behind your ear. “i know,” you replied quietly, looking up at him. he stood between your legs before wrapping you in his embrace. being in toji’s arms made every worry disappear. “you know i love you right?” he asked. you nodded your head against his chest. “i love you too” you smiled.

“there’s that pretty smile,” toji grinned. unbeknownst to you, your smile was his favorite thing about you. butterflies filled his stomach every time you smiled at him. his words made your smile grow. “now open up.” he held a piece of meat with chopsticks, bringing it to your mouth. you ate it without complaint. the flavors exploded on your tongue.

“wow that’s really good. i didn’t know you were a master chef,” you joked. he shrugged his shoulders before feeding you another piece of meat. “hidden talent of mine.”

toji ended up feeding you the rest of your food. not because he didn’t think you were capable of doing so, he just made him feel better doing it. “thank you for taking care of me,” you said, pressing a kiss on his lips. a blush dusted across toji’s cheeks as the goofiest, loving smile spread across his face. “anytime mama.”

a/n: this was originally supposed to be a headcanon but i got a little carried away. i may post an smau later today, but i just needed some toji comfort in my life right now. requests are open :P (not proofread btw)

heaven and back - s. geto

cw: smut MDNI, unprotected sex, fingering, p in v, spanking, semi-public, not proofread

word count: 1.1k

a/n: this is the first of my chase atlantic x jjk series! i hope you enjoy :P

Music blared through the crowded club. You could feel the bass shake the floor under your feet as you danced. The air was humid probably due to all the bodies grinding together on the dance floor. You had come to the club with a couple of girlfriends but hadn’t seen them since you walked in. Typically, you would be worried, but tonight you felt like a different woman. Your hips swayed to the music completely losing yourself in the moment. It wasn’t long before you spotted a mysterious man with long black hair eyeing you down. His looks were killer under any normal circumstances you would feel small under his gaze, but his sharp eyes, watching your every move, gave you a new sense of confidence.

You smirked to yourself before turned around so your ass faced him. You moved your hips slowly, letting your hands roam your body. You snuck a glance at the man from over your shoulder. He take a sip of his drink before making his way over to you. You could feel your heartbeat quicken as his large hands snaked around your waist.

“What’s your name, pretty girl?” He asked, leaning close to your ear.

“Y/N” you replied, slightly pushing your ass into his prominent bulge, “What about you?”

“Suguru,” he said lowly, obviously trying to stop a groan from escaping his lips.

He held you against his body as you continued to grind your ass into him. You could feel yourself beginning to grow wetter, feeling his hands drop lower on your hips. The desire overwhelmed you as if you were going to explode if you didn’t get Suguru inside you soon. But, you could tell the feeling was mutual. You grabbed his hand and led him towards the club bathrooms. He followed you through the crowd without hesitation. When you finally reached the bathroom, Suguru quickly shut the door, locking it to ensure no one would interrupt. He wasted no time pressing his lips against yours, pushing you against the sink. You immediately reciprocated, tasting the need and passion dripping from his lips. Your hands reached up to his face to pull him in closer.

“Do you always act like such a slut?” He questioned in between kisses.

“Only to hot guys with long hair,” you replied breathily, connecting your lips once more.

Suguru chuckled against your lips before turning you around and bending you over the sink. By this point, your juices were starting to drip down your inner thigh, which did not go unnoticed by Suguru. He smirked as his hands trailed down your ass until he reached the hem of your dress. He quickly pulled your dress up before you realized what happened. His eyes settled on your wet folds, completely exposed in front of him. Your legs were weak with anticipation.

“No panties,” Suguru smirked, running a finger along your slit.

You let out a surprised squeal, earning yet another chuckle from him. He carefully licked your juices from his finger, letting out a satisfied hum. You could see his dick grow more agitated with his pants doing little to nothing to hide his massive boner.

“Hmm, you taste good, pretty girl,” Suguru hummed.

His words alone could’ve made you cum in that moment. The heat between your legs grew more and more intense as Suguru’s fingers connected with your needy clit. He made sloppy circles with his thumb while he inserted two fingers in your needy hole. His long fingers curled, hitting just the right stop. They pumped in and out of you at a steady pace. Soon, the bathroom was filled with the sound of your moans. It wasn’t long before you felt a tightness in your lower stomach. Your insatiable pussy clenched around his fingers, signaling you were close. For a moment, Suguru considered letting you cum. That was until two words fell from your lips.

“Sugu…more…” you moaned, trying to keep it together.

“No please?” he pouted before pulling away and laying a hard slap on your ass.

The stinging sensation traveled to your core, making you pulse with desire. You looked at Suguru with so much need that he almost felt sorry for teasing you for so long. On the inside, he was just as needy, but he wanted so badly to take his time with you.

“Please, Suguru. I need more…” you managed to whisper the words out.

“See that wasn’t so hard,” he smirked before unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down.

He groaned as his already leaking dick was finally released from the confines of his boxers. Your eyes widen in surprise, looking at his dick. It was even bigger than you imagined. Part of you wondered if it would fit.

“I stretched you out enough. It will fit, pretty girl,” he said.

You watched as he spread his precum along his shaft before lining up with your entrance. He looked at through the mirror for approval to which you nodded, yearning to know how he would feel inside you. He slowly pushed his length inside of you, earning drawn out moans from the both of you. He hadn’t even started to move, but you felt like you were about to come undone. One of his large hands gripped your hips, pulling them to meet his as he started to thrust into you. The other hand wrapped around your hair, forcing you to look up at him.

His cock bullied your pussy, hitting your g spot with every thrust. The sound of your skin slapping together filled your ears along with the muffled music in the background. For a moment, it seemed like you and Suguru were in your own world.

“That feel good, pretty,” he groaned, looking down at you.

You simply nodded, not trusting yourself to form words. The pleasure was so close to overtaking you that you just needed to focus on not coming. Suguru laid another swift slap on your ass, making you grip the sink.

“Use your words, pretty girl.”

“Feels so good,” you moaned.

“Good girl.”

Suguru’s pace only grew sloppier as he felt himself getting close. His grip on your hair grew tighter. Every move he made indicated that he could come at any moment. You hoped that he would, so you could finally get your release. The pleasure was almost becoming too much as tears began to form in your eyes.

“Close,” was all you were able to mutter out before you lost control. You came on Suguru’s dick as your head spun from the pleasure. The pleasure was only amplified by the feeling of Suguru’s hot load coating your insides. He sloppily rode out the both your highs, leaving you both panting messes. You hadn’t noticed him pull out as you were still trying to come back down to earth. The jingle of his belt buckle seemed to sort of pull you out of your trance.

“See you around, pretty girl,” he smirked before leaving the bathroom.

You watched him leave while you were still trying to wrap your head around what just happened.

the apparition

synopsis: after suguru’s passing, his presence seemed to linger. you thought you were crazy for thinking he was still hanging around until he appeared in front of you.

cw: mentions of death, depression, su*cidal ideations, longing for death, spiraling of mental health, ANGST, not proofread

word count: 2.8k

a/n: please let me know if i left any warnings out and i will add them! this was inspired by the song above.

You were haunted.

Haunted by him…

It had been months since Suguru passed. Not a day had passed where you didn’t think about him. You wondered if there was anything you could have done to make him stay. You continuously racked your brain trying to find something, but you always came up empty handed. In reality, there was no way anyone could have saved him from the path he chose. 

You didn’t even know why you cared so much. You hadn’t talked in years after he broke your heart by defecting from jujutsu society. But, he was the love of your life after all…maybe that’s why you could never fully let him go. 

He had tried numerous times to reach out to you, but you always ignored him, knowing that no good could come from it. Yet, deep inside, you still longed to feel his touch just one more time. 

“Whatcha thinking about?” Satoru asked, pulling you out of your thoughts.

“Suguru…sometimes it feels like his presence still lingers…” you replied in a quiet voice.

“I know what you mean. Maybe he’s watching over us…whether that be a good or bad thing,” Gojo smirked softly to himself, wrapping his arm around your shoulders giving you a squeeze.

You both stood up and went your separate ways. There was still that feeling you couldn’t shake. It felt like something or someone was watching you…

That feeling remained as you tucked yourself into bed. Your eyes fluttered softly as you began to drift off to sleep.

“Y/N…” a familiar voice called out.

There’s no way…it couldn’t be. Your eyes shot open, looking around your room until your eyes fell on him.

“Suguru…” you muttered in disbelief.

“Long time no see, pretty girl,” he smiled, sitting down on the edge of your bed. 

Rather than feeling frightened, a strange warmth engulfed you as you stared at him. It was undoubted Suguru. His hair fell on his shoulders just as you had remember it. His soft gaze and warm smile unchanged. 

“How are you here? I don’t understand.”

He just chuckled softly like he always used to when you tell him a stupid joke. The chuckle you had been dying to hear since he left. You carefully crawled towards him still not understanding what was going on. You reached out to touch his face. He allowed his head to lean into your touch, allowing you to feel his weight against your hand. 

“I have to go now, pretty,” he sighed, placing his hand on yours.

“Wait! No!” You shouted, but it was no use. He was gone just as fast as he appeared.

You still felt his face against your hand, clutching it closely to your chest. Tears began to fall uncontrollably from your eyes. Your heart felt like it had been ripped out of your chest. You still couldn’t understand what had just happened, but you were consumed by dread like you lost him all over again. 

As you went about your day, you couldn’t stop thinking about your dream or whatever it was. His chuckle echoed in head, forbidding you from focusing on your work. Why did he choose to appear now? Why did he appear at all?

“Wow, you look like shit,” Shoko stated, setting a cup of coffee in front of you.

“Thanks. I couldn’t sleep last night. I had a really weird dream…at least I think it was a dream. I don’t know,” you sighed.

“You don’t know if you had a dream?” She questioned.

“It’s complicated. It felt so real.”

“What was it about?”

“Suguru.”

“That’s nothing new. You think about him all the time.”

“No, this time was different. He visited me last night. I touched him. I heard his voice. He was real, but then he just vanished,” you explained, feeling tears sting your eyes.

“Maybe lack of sleep is getting to you,” Shoko shrugged, not giving your dream much thought.

You wanted to believe her. But, you knew what you saw. Suguru was real even though there was no way to prove it to anyone else. There was just no way he wasn’t. 

Later that night, you laid in bed, wondering if he would appear again. You weren’t sure if you wanted him to or not. The familiarity and warmth you felt when he was around brought you so much comfort, but nothing compared to the immense dread you felt when he left. You cursed him in your thoughts for leaving the first place. You never got to build a family with him like you had always planned. 

That night you tossed and turned until you felt your bed dip behind you. A pair of strong, familiar arms wrapped around you.

“You’re back,” you whisper, not yet turning to look at him.

“Of course, I am, pretty girl. I missed you,” Suguru said softly into your ear.

Your emotions balled up inside of you as tears stung your eyes. You were so angry at him but at the same time you were so happy to feel him again. But, Suguru didn’t have the right to say he missed you. He was the one who left in the first place.

“Then why did you leave?” you sniffed, finally turning on your side to face him.

He gave you sympathetic look, wiping the tears from your cheeks with his thumb. But, he didn’t say anything just yet. You could tell he was trying to find the right words. He knew he had already hurt you enough. He didn’t want to make that mistake again, but he wanted to be honest as well.

“You know, I had to, pretty girl,” he replied, “It’s just as I told Satoru. I was trying create the perfect world. I couldn’t live in a world where we had to put our lives in danger just to protect those who weren’t strong enough to protect themselves. It made me sick.”

“You know what made me sick, Suguru? The love of my life turning into a murderer. You didn’t care about just killing nonsorcerers…you killed countless of our own!” You shouted now with tears freely falling from your eyes.

This was the conversation you never got to have with him. You wanted to hear it from him about why he chose the path he did…about why he chose it over your love.

“I had to do what I had to, my love, please understand that,” he said softly.

“That’s the thing, Suguru. I will never understand why you chose that over us,” you choked out, fully sitting up now.

“I was trying to make the world a better place for us. I just wish you could have realized that.”

“Our love should’ve been enough to make you stay…We never got to start the family we always talked about. All I ever wanted was you…” you cried, breaking down completely.

Suguru quietly made his way to you, crouching down to your level. You looked at him with teary eyes, wondering why he never attempted to make things work and stay with you. He stayed silent for a moment longer before speaking.

“Your love was enough to keep me around for as long as I did. I just couldn’t stand to drag you into a mess that I created,” he said softly.

“You still dragged me into your mess, Suguru! Whether you meant to or not!” You shouted, pushing him back slightly. 

“I understand that now. I am so sorry I left things the way that I did. I’m sorry that I never gave you the closure you deserved. I thought I was protecting you, but I ended up hurting you anyway,” he said now with tears flowing from his own eyes.

You couldn’t help but wipe his tears like he had done for you so many times before. As the silence settled around you, his dark purple eyes gazed into yours. A blush dusted upon your cheeks, remembering how he always used to stare lovingly at you before giving you a kiss. It seemed so silly to cling onto such a small detail, but it was one of your favorite things about him. For a moment, you lost yourself in his eyes before they drifted down to your lips. Suguru slowly leaned towards you until your lips touched. A fire erupted inside you…a fire that you thought had long been extinguished…a fire you never thought you’d feel again. You melted into the kiss, letting him take control. As Suguru deepened the kiss, you crawled into his lap never once breaking away from his lips. It was so natural the way your bodies moved together. His cold hands ran up your shirt, sending a chill down your spine. The coldness of his touch seemed to snap you back to reality.

“What’s wrong, pretty girl?” Suguru looked up at you concerned.

“We can’t do this…you aren’t real,” you whispered.

“Of course, I’m real,” he smiled at you.

“No…I’m gonna open my eyes, and you’re gonna disappear again,” you choked out.

And that’s actually what happened…you snapped your eyes open to find your room completely empty with no trace of Suguru. You pulled your knees to your chest, sobbing uncontrollably. The dread consumed you once again. The pain in your chest almost seemed too much to bare in that moment.

“Why are you never real?” You thought to yourself as you drifted off to sleep. 

Over the next week, Suguru became a part of your nightly routine. You almost expected to see him every night. Each night, the same thing occurred. He would show up and give you comfort before disappearing once again. You knew what to expect, but it somehow became more painful each time he left. It was like he was draining the life from you. You could barely get out of bed because you thought that maybe if you stayed he would come back. Satoru and Shoko grew more and more concerned with your condition, but nothing they did could fill the emptiness you felt without Suguru.

“Y/N, you need to stop this,” Shoko said, sitting beside you in your bed.

“Shoko’s right. This isn’t healthy,” Satoru added.

“I don’t know how to make it stop…I’m not sure I want to,” you replied weakly.

“You haven’t left your bed in almost three days…” Shoko stated.

You could see the worry in both of their faces. They wanted to help you so badly, but they couldn’t help you if you didn’t help yourself first. You knew the longer this situation went on the more it would hurt you and them in the process. You were clinging onto someone who wasn’t real.

“As much as it hurts, you have to let him go,” Satoru said with a sad smile.

He was right, but his words were like knives piercing through your heart. It hurt to hear the truth. You couldn’t live with this delusion anymore. It was either you let him go or you die with him.

As you waited for Suguru to appear, you rehearsed what you were going to say to him in your head. You paced back and forth, wondering if this was really the right thing to do. A part of you wondered if it would be better to just go with him, then to exist in a world without him. You knew the pain of living on with nothing but his memory, and you weren’t sure you wanted to do that anymore.

“Pretty girl,” Suguru said warmly, interrupting your thoughts, “You look upset. What’s wrong?”

“I can’t do this anymore,” you blurted out faster than your brain could comprehend.

“What do you mean?” The hurt in his eyes evident.

“This delusion or dream or whatever this is,” you replied, “It’s beginning to make me feel like I’m crazy or something. I mean I’m seeing my dead boyfriend, talking to him, touching him, kissing him. That’s insane.”

Suguru remained silent. His face was blank with no readable emotion. He just nodded his head and gestured for you to continue as if he knew what was coming.

“Suguru, I love you so much. But, I can’t bare the pain of you leaving anymore. You either have to take me with you or let me go,” you croaked out through your tears.

“You know I can’t take you with me, pretty girl. You have the rest of your life to live. I’m not going to take that away from you,” he sighed.

“What if I wanted to go with you…” you whispered. 

Suguru shook his head. This hurt you, but this conversation hurt him even more. He wanted nothing more but to take you with him.He just couldn’t bring himself to go through with it. You were one of the last good people in the world in his eyes, and you were so young. He couldn’t throw away your potential for his own selfish benefit. 

“It’s not your time yet, love. I’ll leave you with my memory for now,” he smiled.

You felt your heart shatter into a million pieces the moment those words left his mouth. You flung your arms around him, clinging to these final moments with him. He pressed his lips against yours one last time before pulling away.

“Goodbye, pretty girl,” he said with the gentle smile he always had.

“Goodbye, Sugu,” you sniffled.

Months had gone by since you last saw Suguru. The pain got easier to manage as time went on. Shoko and Satoru supported you through the whole thing and reassured you that you had made the right choice. It was better to live without Suguru than waste your life away longing for him. It felt like a dark cloud had lifted from above you. You still thought about Suguru from time to time but not nearly as much as you used to.

You were walking back to your apartment after work. The sky was overcast, and the sound of rain hitting the sidewalk was faint. A ding rang out as a text from Satoru popped up on your phone. It was a selfie of him and Nanami with the new student they had started training. Satoru and the student were making silly faces while Nanami look as serious as ever. You giggled to yourself before hearting the image. As you looked up from your phone, you couldn’t help but notice a man walking in front of you. His long black hair was tied perfectly in a bun. The way he walked seemed eerily familiar. Even the way his hoodie drooped from his shoulder was recognizable.

“No…It couldn’t be…There is no way” you thought to yourself.

You caught a glimpse of the man’s face as he crossed the street. His eyes, nose, and mouth were undeniably Suguru’s. You couldn’t believe it. You had never seen him during the day like this. Your pace quicken as you tried to catch up with him.

“Suguru,” you shouted as you closed the distance between the two of you.

He stopped dead in his tracks almost like he was shocked that you saw him. He turned to look at you…his eyes immediately meeting yours.

“It’s really you,” you said in disbelief.

You stepped closer to him, reaching out a hand to touch him. He held your wrist gently as you placed your hand on his heart. As you studied his features, the hole in your chest reopened. All the healing you did was ripped from you as he looked into your eyes. He could see the pain in your face…he never meant for this to happen again.

“You weren’t supposed to see me, pretty girl,” he sighed.

“What do you mean?” You questioned.

“I still watch over you, pretty girl. I couldn’t let you go that easily,” he explained, “I just wanted to see you happy again.”

“I could be happy with you, though! Please, Suguru, just take me with you,” you begged.

He stepped away from you, allowing your hand to fall from his chest. It wasn’t an easy decision for him to make, but he needed to do what was best for you. He couldn’t allow himself to hold you back any longer.

“We will meet again someday, pretty girl,” he said softly.

“No, Sugu, please.”

“This will be the last time you’ll be seeing me for awhile. I love you, pretty girl,” he smiled before walking away slowly vanishing into thin air.

You wanted to run after him, but your feet were cemented to the ground. It wasn’t until after Suguru disappeared that you could move again. You ran in the direction he went, but it was too late. He had let you go for good this time…

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 - 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧

seeing his ex at an after party, but hey, who's to say he doesn't believe in second chances?

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✭ pairings: sukuna ryomen x oc actor! au

✭ warning: angst. sukuna trying to win his ex back. established gojo x oc. actor au.

✭ author’s note: first time writing for kuna!! gotta say, it was fun writing angst :)

✭ word count: 1k words

disclaimer: i’m not of japanese descent and am unfamiliar with japanese honorifics, etc. feel free to correct me!

“Oh fuck.”

Sukuna’s eyes widened, muttering in shock. His confident smirk dropped the moment Gojo Satoru walked into the room, seeing the cocky smile on the white-haired man’s face, his sky-blue eyes hidden beneath his rectangular dark blue glasses. However, the sight of Gojo didn’t catch him off guard. The sight of the black-haired woman with striking lilac eyes left him speechless.

Himiko Nakamura. The memory of her just sends a shiver down his spine, and he can feel her fierce gaze through the crowd. No matter where she went, an overpowering presence followed, even in a celebratory award-afterparty such as this. She made her name as an actress at an early age – and it was one of the things that drew him in.

Sukuna couldn’t help but plaster his pompous smirk back on his face, but the little twitch in his was evident when he spotted Gojo’s arm around her shoulder. He hated that Gojo could hold her so freely, so casually. He hated every second of it, he hated the way he smiled at her, he hated the way she gave him the smallest of smiles back. He hated the way she didn’t shove him off when he neared her, and most of all – he hated that it wasn’t him holding her in that way.

His red eyes followed Gojo with a burning stare, watching the way the white-haired man had his arm slung so casually around Himiko. He waited patiently, taking another sip of his wine as he swirled it around in the glass.

A minute or two passes before Himiko finally pulls herself away from Gojo’s arms, and Sukuna smiles to himself with a soft ‘Finally!’ as he exhales. He sees her walk further away from the popular white-haired actor and towards the row of tables filled with drinks and snacks, and his feet take him closer to her.

He takes a step closer to her, one foot in front of the other and he feels his heart pumping harder in his chest. He adjusted his scarlet suit jacket, smoothing his pink hair down with his other hand, and he couldn’t help but admire the way the dark violet dress she wore complimented her figure, the shimmer of the fabric and glitter with every little move she made.

Sukuna cleared his throat, his mind running wild with all the ways he could greet her, but none of them came up as he saw her bright lilac eyes stare into his crimson ones, and his heart stopped. She was just as beautiful as the day she left him, yet her cold gaze brought him back to reality.

“Sukuna,” Her voice called out, and the bitter way she said his name had him rolling his shoulders back.

Her tone was an ice dagger to his heart, her disdain for him evident just by how she held herself. She stood proud and tall – like the walls she had built for herself when she was with him.

“Himiko,” His smile grew, and he eyed her up and down. “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?”

Her sneer deepens, eyes narrowing as she speaks in that icy tone of hers, “As if you’d miss me.”

Sukuna’s eyes soften the slightest, but it flickers back to his cocky demeanour. He sees it in her eyes from how she tilts her head – she knows. Neither of them said a word about it, the pink-haired man glancing at his wine glass with an amused smile. 

“You’re sharp as ever, darling.”

“I’m not your darling,” She mumbles, “Not anymore. I think we both know that.”

He lets out a bittersweet smile, red eyes locking onto her lilac ones, “A man can dream, can’t he?”

“He certainly can, but it doesn’t mean that it’s reality.”

“But he can try until it is.”

She gives him a look, her hold on her glass tightening, “Sukuna, don’t.”

“I’m not saying anything specific,” He rolled his eyes, but his tone was uncharacteristically soft. “But… but what if I were to try again?”

Himiko’s back straightens, “I assumed so since you did hint at it, but you know why I left, Sukuna.”

“I do. But I can change, you know that Himiko.”

“Do I?” Her eyes narrowed. “Sukuna, I left you because you were so, so manipulative, you did anything to make me stay with you. I couldn’t take it, and you knew it, so forgive me if I don’t believe a single word you say.” 

Sukuna opened his mouth to say something else, but a hand on his shoulder halted him, his red eyes met sky-blue ones, and the dreaded Gojo Satoru smiled over at Sukuna with a lighthearted grin.

“Hey Sukuna, long time no see!” His grin was too wide for Sukuna’s liking. “I see you you’ve met my sweetheart.”

This irks Sukuna to no end, a smile of disbelief growing on the tattooed man’s face, “You’re her sweetheart? Himiko, he’s going to ditch you for someone else by the end of the week.”

“Nonsense!” Gojo grins widely, pulling Himiko to his side. “Miko, has he been bothering you with his bad jokes?”

“...Yeah, definitely,” Himiko mutters, leaning into Satoru’s touch. “Let’s get out of here. I’ve had enough partying for tonight.”

Sukuna could see it in her eyes, the way she avoided his gaze now. Her posture remained upright, but everything in her body language was enough to tell him she was giving him the cold shoulder. He narrowed his eyes, ignoring the way his stomach tied into knots.

“It was nice to see you around, Sukuna,” Gojo grins, but it holds a dangerous glint. “But hey, it was fantastic seeing you again.”

Sukuna rolled his eyes red eyes with a grumble, but he fell silent as Himiko eyed him as she passed, Gojo’s arm a bitter reminder that she’s not his – and he doesn’t have a chance at redemption; not like deserved one anyway. 

As she passes, the speakers blare a song, almost as if fate was mocking him, heck he barely stood a chance the moment Gojo Satoru walked in with his arm around Himiko’s shoulders. Kali Uchis’ voice rings through the venue, the upbeat tempo a sickening reminder of his failures.

‘Why can’t you see you’re dead to me? Just leave it be, you’re dead to me.’

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𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 - 𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢

after an interview, yuuji can't help the bubbling feeling in his chest.

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✭ pairings: itadori yuuji x oc actor! au

✭ warning: pining. fluff. actor au.

✭ author’s note: I ADORED WRITING THIS AU SO MUCH FOR THE COLLAB AHHH!!!

✭ word count: 2.9k words

disclaimer: i’m not of japanese descent and am unfamiliar with japanese honorifics, etc. feel free to correct me!

Blinding lights and interviews. Those were the two words Itadori Yuuji thought of whenever he considered his life as an actor. He smiled, sitting on a couch with his three fellow cast members, Fushiguro Megumi, Shu Tsubame and Kugisaki Nobara as the former answered yet another interview question with ease.

Yuuji smiled at every question tossed in his co-star’s way, laughing along when Nobara responded with a silly or funny face at an intrusive question.

He couldn't resist his smile as he sat next to one of his closest friends, Tsubame, as she let out a bubbly laugh along with Nobara in response to a question he zoned out on.

“Itadori Yuuji, you have been picked for the role of the main lead for the popular manga-turned-anime ‘Jujutsu Kaisen’. What are your thoughts on the show so far?” The interviewer leaned closer in curiosity.

The pink-haired teen snapped out of his daze before he hummed in thought, answering with ease with a small laugh escaping his lips, “Well, we did just finish season one, and it was fun but the script really was something. Lots of tears on my part, but I can’t say more than that since I’m not exactly allowed to disclose what’s happened in the plot.”

Megumi nodded in agreement, the interviewer smiling as she pulled out the next question, a wide smile ever-present on her face.

“How do you think each of your characters contrasts with your real personalities?" She asked quickly, her mic in her hands. “And what would the difference be?”

The four teens looked at each other, deciding amongst themselves who would go first, Nobara taking the mic as she began to speak, Tsubame and Yuuji grinning at each other as they did a little rock-paper-scissors match to determine which among the two would go right after Megumi.

Seeing that Tsubame won – Yuuji secretly let her win, but he would never admit to that – the youngest of the four smiled widely as Megumi passed her the mic. Yuuji rested his chin in the palm of his hand, his elbow resting on the armrest of the couch as he watched her speak excitedly.

He zoned out halfway, more interested in her little mannerisms, like the little fidgets of her fingers when she stuttered a little, and in an instant, his hand reached out to hers, rubbing soothing circles on the back of her hand to soothe her nerves.

Tsubame looked lost in thought for a minute before squeezing Yuuji’s hand a little, sending butterflies through his stomach, “I think for me, what I admired most about my character is how different we are, but we both have the same ideals where we would do anything for our family. It’s just that the way we process situations is different if that makes sense – and I admire the way she’s set on achieving her goals, in other words, her motivation.”

The interviewer nodded, making small noises of agreement as she listened, “That’s interesting, now I’ve got to ask, you’ve mentioned how different your character is from your entire personality, what exactly do you mean by that?”

“I wouldn’t say we’re super similar,” Tsubame laughs shyly. “But my character’s more closed off, definitely more guarded than me. Oh, and she’s super stoic but I feel like I’m… I’m more…”

“Bubbly?” Yuuji smiled, finishing her sentence as she nodded with a giggle.

“Yes! Exactly, I’m so much more bubbly than her so it was tough having to keep a straight face on set for long takes.”

“She couldn’t stop smiling, you know?” The pink-haired teen beside her grinned. “And she kept playing Taylor Swift’s ‘New Romantics’ on loop while dancing around on set.”

Tsubame giggles again, Megumi and Nobara smiling over at their young friend who they saw as a little sibling. Megumi laughed a little, “And we had non-stop karaoke sessions off-set, so that was fun.”

“Anyway Yuuji, what do you think was different between you and your character’s personality?” Tsubame hummed in question as the four teens grinned at the memories.

Tsubame gently handed the mic to Yuuji as he hummed in thought at the interviewer’s question, “What differences were there between my role and I? I’d say that he’s a little more hyper than I am, so it’s like I have to boost my energy up just a little bit more to keep up with him. It’s always fun because just being with everyone is enough to excite me.”

His three other friends smiled up at him widely, the four of them glad that they had such a close bond, Nobara laughing as she pointed at Yuuji playfully.

“You’re such a softie, Itadori!” Nobara laughed, leaning over Megumi to lightly punch Yuuji’s arm.

Seeing this, the interviewer grinned, “It seems like you all are close, why don't you describe your off-screen relationships with each other, considering that you all are one friend group in both the show and real life?"

The four of them looked at each other before Yuuji began, “Megumi and I just sort of instantly clicked in a sense? Like he’s my best friend, and I’d trust him with my life. Nobara’s like a ridiculous, but sassy older sister, and Tsubame’s just a really, really sweet person overall.”

“Aw,” Tsubame smiles, squeezing Yuuji’s hand tighter in a comforting manner. “Yuuji’s super sweet too, he’s selling himself short, everybody knows him as the sunshine boy.”

“You both certainly have some chemistry,” The interviewer laughed, Tsubame and Yuuji laughing with pink cheeks as Nobara and Megumi smiled knowingly.

“But I think we can all agree that Tsubame’s like the little sibling we’d protect at all cost,” Nobara shrugs. “We all get along on set, and she pretty much pulls us all together with the copious amounts of energy she has.”

Tsubame smiled with a small shrug, releasing Yuuji’s hand as he chuckled at her reaction. The interviewer smiled at the sight, thanking the four teens, “That concludes today’s interview, but it was wonderful to have you all on set today! ‘Jujutsu Kaisen’ will be streaming on all platforms soon…”

The voice of the interviewer faded away as the four teens waved, the cameras soon cutting, bright lights fading. Tsubame sighed softly in exhaustion, leaning against the couch as Megumi chuckled at her reaction.

“That was tough,” Tsubame laughed a little, Yuuji placing a hand on her shoulder reassuringly.

“You did good,” He smiled, Nobara humming as she stood up, pulling her junior up with her.

“Yeah, what Itadori said, now c’mon, let’s get some bubble tea!” Nobara grinned widely, pulling Tsubame along, winking over at Yuuji as soon as Tsubame’s back was turned.

The two girls left the boys behind, Yuuji and Megumi following a fair bit away from the two girls ahead of them.

“So no luck?” Megumi began, snapping Yuuji out of his daze as the four stars walked down the hallways of the broadcast show’s building.

“What? Oh– yeah, no luck so far,” Yuuji shook his head. “How’d you know?”

“You still have that pining look on your face.”

“Oh…”

Yuuji felt his cheeks turn pink, his eyes focused on the floor before they found Tsubame’s figure again as she laughed alongside Nobara. His heart thumped in his chest, and he bit the inside of his cheek nervously with a sheepish smile.

“Am I really that obvious?” He whispered, Megumi giving a face at the boy he so adored.

“The interviewer did say you both have chemistry.”

Yuuji blushes hard with a little smile, “The fans are gonna go wild, huh?”

“Yup.”

“Fantastic…”

“Yuuji!” Tsubame grinned, walking over to her best friend with a little grin. “Whatcha doin’?”

Yuuji’s eyes widened as he felt Tsubame sidle up to him, smiling as she sat beside him on the little couch in their shared hotel room – a temporary fix until they completed their next interview.

“Tsu, hey,” Yuuji grinned softly, scooting over a little to let her sit next to him.

He let her lean closer to him, letting her peer over his shoulder as he scrolled through the instagram app on his phone.

He shrugged nonchalantly, “Just going through the comments on my newest post.”

Instantly, he felt her smaller frame lean more into him as he scrolled, his cheeks heating up the closer she neared him. The smell of her shampoo suddenly smelled strong as lavender, sandalwood and rose scents filled his senses. The pink-haired teen struggled to hold back the urge to just pull her into his arms and smother her face with little pecks.

“Wh– hey is that a picture of me?”

His body tensed the slightest as her big coffee-coloured eyes looked up at him, her eyebrow raised in amusement as she smiled cheekily, spotting her image among his little collage of slides.

He laughed softly, smiling at the picture he snapped of her. It was the three of his closest friends on the beach, but as Nobara and Megumi were far out in the background, the focus on the image was of Tsubame in her white sundress. A matching white sunhat sat on her head as a pink ribbon flowed in the wind, a wide smile on her face as she held the hat down to prevent it from flying away.

Just the sight of her wide smile made a smile of his own grow. There was something about how peaceful and comforted she was to smile so freely that just made his heart beat harder in his chest at the sight of her genuine joy.

“Yeah, of course?” He chuckled, pulling her into a hug. “Why wouldn’t I include my favourite picture of my favourite person here?”

She grinned, and it was enough to make his heart flutter like a wild bird in his chest, aching to break free of its cage of ribs, “D’aw, I’m your favourite person?”

“Obviously, you’re so cute and squishy and perfect to hug,” He laughs, squeezing her tighter as she squeaks a little at the sensation of his arms tightening around her waist, Yuuji gently pulling her onto his lap.

“Please, easy on the ribs, Yuu!” She giggled, “You always hug me so tight.”

He only laughs at her in response, nuzzling his nose into her neck and letting her pick up his phone as she scrolled through the comments. He didn’t care about what she did, as long as she enjoyed herself in his hold.

“Wow… the comments are really piling up,” She whistled softly in amazement, and Yuuji only hummed in acknowledgement, just savouring the moment he had to cuddle her before she pulled away, his feelings as unsaid and unrequited as before.

She continues to scroll through the evergrowing comments, eyes widening at the top comment as she gently brings the phone to his face buried in her neck.

“Yuu, you should read this,” She smiles a little. “People are talking about you, you know?”

Yuuji cracks one eye open, resting his chin on her shoulder as his hazel eyes scan over the little white text as he quickly reads the comment.

“You know, they’re not wrong, we would make an incredibly cute couple,” Yuuji grinned, and the proximity between them caused Tsubame to blush the slightest as she felt his whisper against her cheek.

She giggled softly again, “Yeah? You think so? I’m surprised you’d agree so easily.”

His eyes widened and he couldn’t help the way he felt his heart drop the slightest. Had he been reading the signs wrong? Was his affection truly to be unrequited?

“Why? What’s so surprising about it?” He asked softly, his face leaning closer to hers in genuine curiosity, but he didn’t miss the way her already pink cheeks turned red. It caused his heart to soar with pride and joy to know that he made her blush.

“W-Well, I mean,” She looks away for the briefest second, gently pushing her hair behind her ear, “We didn’t really… I-I mean, we’re not dating, and we’re best friends, Yuu.”

His heart officially dropped to his stomach, his smile disappearing as he whispered a soft, ‘ah’. He loosened his grip around her waist the slightest, but something bubbled up in his chest. The truth of his feelings towards her lingered on his mind, and he didn’t like the way he fidgeted, knowing that he wouldn’t be satisfied until he at least tried to tell her how he felt – it didn’t feel right otherwise.

Gently, he picked up one of her hands, his thumbs gently running over her knuckles as he focused his gaze on her smaller hand in his as he felt his cheeks warm, “Tsubame, there’s… there’s something I want to tell you.”

“What’s up?” Tsubame tilted her head, placing his phone aside as she gave him her full attention.

“Tsubame, this whole process with you, being your colleague, your co-star, your best friend… it’s all been an amazing experience,” He smiles fondly at the memories they’ve shared. “And the more I spend time around you, the more I see the real you, and the more I feel my heart beat faster when you smile, and the more I want to be the reason that little spark appears in your eyes when you look my way.”

His amber eyes met her widened oak ones, his emotion so strong, so present that she couldn’t help the way her breath hitched the slightest. He took her silence as a sign to go on, seeing that her eyes were solely trained on him and not on the way his phone vibrated beside her.

“I know it’s a stupid comment on an instagram post, but I can’t imagine being anywhere but by your side. And if you don’t feel the same, I’ll understand as long as we stay friends… so please, Tsubame, let me just say this that I… I love you.”

Those three words. Those three little words finally escaped his lips, his heart pounding in anticipation, but he could finally breathe, feeling a weight vanish from his chest. He watches every little reaction on the face of the girl he loves, from the way she now breathed softly to the way she looked at him so gently.

“You… you love me?” She whispers, and he nods without any hesitation, now holding both of her hands in his larger ones.

“From the moment I met you, from the moment you smiled at me with that little excited wave of yours. Cupid struck me with its arrow right then and there,” He smiles breathlessly. “Now I need to ask you, and don’t be afraid to speak your mind, please… do you feel the same?”

A heartbeat. Then two. Then–

“Yes.”

Yuuji couldn’t believe his ears, his eyes widening as he saw a smile grow on her soft-pink cheeks. He felt his own cheeks warm as he saw that little shine in her eyes that he adored, even if her dark brown bangs covered most of her left eye.

“Y-You… Did I hear you right?” He whispered softly, his heartbeat picking up. He smiled when he saw her nod, her own gentle smile growing as she blushed at the feeling of his hands holding hers.

“Yes,” She smiles, a giggle growing in her chest, “Yes, Yuuji. I love you, too.”

He smiles wider, pulling her close as he laughs softly, “You mean it? You really mean it?”

“Duh!” She grins, leaning closer to him as she squeezes his hands back, “I really thought I was being obvious ever since our first karaoke…”

“Not one bit. I didn’t have a clue,” He laughs, pulling his hand away to cup her cheek, his forehead resting on hers. “God, we’re blind.”

Tsubame laughs along, her warm cheeks mirroring his own, “The blindest.”

His thumb gently strokes her cheek as he looks at her with the softest glance and touch, as though if he held her any harsher, she would vanish in a cloud of dreams, and he would wake up all alone, without her in his arms.

He lowered his voice, his caramel eyes darting to her upturned lips, and his heart thumped at the thought he had in his head.

“...May I– Tsubame can I kiss you, please?”

Yuuji adored the way her cheeks exploded into a warm shade of red, her smile changing into one of bashfulness. Finally, she whispered back, giving him the pass he so desperately longed for.

“Yes.”

He leaned in just as she leaned up, her lips just softly pressing against his as he felt his chest explode with butterflies. Tsubame smiled widely, her heart beating faster as their lips locked, softly pressed against each other – pure and innocent, just like their moment.

When they finally pulled away, their faces were covered in a scarlet hue, shy smiles and little giggles escaping them as they enjoyed their moment. Tsubame smiled at him lopsidedly, resting her head on his shoulder as he grabbed his phone.

“Say cheese!”

The camera snapped, Tsubame giggling as Yuuji pecked her cheek, the flash flickering on and off as Yuuji grinned at her bubbly laugh. When he lowered his hand, he posted the image on his instagram story, adding a little caption.

“Thanks for the little encouragement!” He hummed, tagging the girl in his arms before posting it.

After a minute or two, a message from Nobara appeared, and it made Yuuji chuckle at it.  It was as if he were hearing her tone through the text, as though she were right there to express her exasperation.

“Finally! It’s about damn time.”

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𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 - 𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢

yuuji's not a hair stylist, and tsubame's mistake was letting him try anyway.

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✭ pairings: itadori yuuji x oc ✭ warning: mentions of abuse, canon divergent, pre-shibuya arc ✭ author’s note: i actually had a lot of fun writing this, it's a nice break of fluff from the angst HEH– ✭ word count: 2.7k words

disclaimer: i’m not of japanese descent and am unfamiliar with japanese honorifics, etc. feel free to correct me!

There’s nothing better than a good night’s sleep, everyone can attest to that. Tsubame couldn’t agree more if it weren’t for the nightmares that haunted her mind, ones of anger, ones of regret, but most recently, ones of her father, a man she trusted, one who should’ve cared for her since her mother’s passing.

His horrid sneer permeated her memory as he grabbed her hair pulling her around like a ragdoll, this one moment staining her memories of home. She would often wake up in tears after, sometimes not even realising that she was crying until she reached her hand up to find the trails of tears leaking down her face.

This led to her constant urge to cut off her hair, no matter how nicely she styled it. Just the feeling of her hands running through it made her shiver in discomfort. Up to this point, she held in her discomfort, tying it up in a simple ponytail to ignore the way she had to look over her shoulder constantly.

However, during a particular training session where her hair was lightly tugged on, it spiralled into a little fit of fight or flight, causing Tsubame to almost beat her classmate, Itadori Yuuji, into a pulp, which she felt extremely guilty about – she ended up buying him dinner for the next few days.

Tsubame sighed at her miserable reflection in the mirror, scissors in hand as she willed herself to cut her hair to a shorter length, fearing that she might hurt someone else if they weren’t the wiser. Heck, she still couldn’t explain to Yuuji why she reacted in such a fashion, the words dying in her mouth the moment she tried to explain. 

Sweet as ever, he never pushed her, only smiling in acceptance as he lightheartedly brushed off her little outburst as an outcome of her trained instincts. It didn’t help with Tsubame’s guilt, however.

Just as Tsubame raised the scissors to make her first cut, her bathroom door burst open, interrupting the silence as she jumped, almost snipping off a big chunk of her hair. Relief washed over her nerves as she saw that all her hair was still very much intact.

“Itadori,” Tsubame huffed, placing the scissors on the sink’s countertop to rub her face anxiously. “How many times have I told you to knock before you enter my dorm…”

Yuuji nervously rubbed his neck, a sheepish smile on his face as his tone was filled with apology, “Sorry about that, it’s just that the others were– are you cutting your hair?”

His big brown eyes now looked at her in curiosity as he pointed at the scissors on her countertop. Tsubame followed her eyes to where he pointed, and she exhaled softly, nodding. Yuuji didn’t miss the way she looked fidgety, almost as if she wasn’t sure about her decision to cut her hair.

“Hey… are you alright?” Yuuji frowned softly, looking over to the scissors. “You don’t look confident about cutting your hair. Is this about last time? Tadashi, I really am sorry, I didn’t mean to tug on your hair–”

In an instant, Tsubame shook her head, reassuring him that it wasn’t his fault she was cutting off her hair, “No, no, Itadori, it wasn’t your fault. It’s just… my hair was getting in the way, you know?”

Yuuji frowns, not buying her lie, but he doesn’t push it. Tsubame knows he can see past her lie, and part of her hates how well he can read her. Sometimes, she forgets that just because he’s not as academically advanced as Megumi and her (as she often finds herself tutoring her pink-haired classmate, not that she minded), it didn’t mean that he doesn’t read people and their emotions well.

He sees the way her hands shake slightly, and he gently takes her palms into his, the sparks returning as she swiftly looks up at him, his kind eyes looking into her nervous ones. He doesn’t say anything about the pink blush on her cheeks, a soft smile growing on his face.

“Would you like me to help you?” He asks gently. “You’re uh, shaking quite a bit.”

Tsubame looked at the scissors once more before her attention darted to her hands which were engulfed by his larger, warm ones. She bit the inside of her cheek, exhaling softly before nodding.

“Okay,” she nods, finally meeting his gaze.

She never wears a smile, Yuuji notes. Tadashi is never seen with one, but everything is in her eyes, the way she carries herself. From the slightest hunch, he could tell she was either exhausted, or the stress from a mission was weighing her down. From the slight quirk of her eyebrow, she was thinking about the answer to a question Gojo-sensei asked, and from the little glimmer in her eye as she held a book in her hand he could tell she was excited, turning every page eagerly.

But right now, her eyes are soft, gentle almost. It’s quite the contrast from her sharp wit and tongue, and he feels his heart flutter softly as she looks so gently at him. Yuuji begins to smile, taking Tadashi’s hair in his hands.

“You’ve got pretty hair, are you sure you want to cut it?” He asks softly, and she nods, more confident in her choice this time.

“Yeah, I just… I want it short, I can’t really… maintain long hair anymore,” She huffs softly, looking at herself in the mirror as Yuuji stands behind her, her soft hair in his hands.

It’s silky, he thinks to himself, and it easily cards his fingers through her hair. Tsubame flinches but, his touch is gentle, and it reassures her that she’s in safe hands.

Finally, Yuuji raised the scissors, snipping away bits of her hair, bit by bit, and Tsubame kept her gaze on her hands, watching as bits of her dark locks fell onto the floor, bit by bit. It's a moment of silence between them, one of mutual trust.

Unfortunately, that trust is broken the moment Tsubame looks up at her reflection, seeing that her hair really is, rather awkwardly cut, with bits of hair sticking up and cut to uneven lengths. Horror fills her as she sees this change, but Yuuji doesn’t seem to notice her look of shock as she quickly pulls out her phone, texting Nobara and Megumi for help.

“Who you texting?” Yuuji asks in curiosity, Tsubame shrugging as she tries to cover up her previous expression with a small hum.

“Just Nobara and Megumi,” She hums softly. “I just uh, wanted a little outside opinion on the haircut.”

He grins, clueless as ever, “I’m sure they’re gonna love it! You look great with any hairstyle, to be honest.”

“...Yeah. Totally.”

Tsubame continued to eye her phone for a response, almost letting out a sigh of relief as Megumi quickly texted an ‘omw’. She plays with her fingers anxiously, dread filling her as she sees more and more bits of her hair falling onto the floor before finally Nobara and Megumi bust in, a laugh instantly escaping Nobara.

“Oh, my, god.”

“Shut up, Nobara,” Tsubame whispered to herself as Megumi eyed her haircut in amusement. He can see Yuuji smiling sheepishly as he holds a tuft of Tsubame’s hair in his hands, the said girl’s head lowered in humiliation.

“Oh come on, that’s hilarious!” Nobara grins, snapping a photo of Tsubame’s fuming face and badly cut hair.

Yuuji looks down at the haircut, brushing off some hair from his hands, “It’s not that bad, is it?”

“Oh, it’s so that bad, borderline horrifi– HEY!” Nobara hissed, clutching her forehead as Tsubame threw a tube of toothpaste right into her face.

“I’ll fix it,” Megumi sighs, walking over towards where Tsubame stood, gently pushing Yuuji aside as he takes the scissors, working his way through the mess.

Nobara mutters, rubbing her face, and eyeing Tsubame, “Sheesh, why’d you let Itadori help you? He clearly doesn’t look like he knows what he’s doing.”

Yuuji pouts a little at Nobara’s comment, and Tsubame can’t help but find it cute.

“Yeah, Tadashi, why didn’t you say anything?” Yuuji frowns, almost as if betrayed that she didn’t say anything.

Tsubame fiddled with her thumbs a little, calmed just the slightest from the way Megumi’s so gently cutting her hair – not that Yuuji wasn’t gentle, it’s just that he didn’t know what he was doing. Not one bit.

“Well, you were just really nice about it, and I felt bad if I told you it looked bad,” She mumbles, trying to brush it off with a shrug. “Besides, you were giving your best, and I admire that.”

Yuuji looked into her eyes, and with just one glance, he knew she was being honest. His stomach flipped a little in excitement, knowing that she was honest about her admiration towards him.

“Well, you could’ve just said it was bad,” Yuuji sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I know,” Tadashi looked away guiltily. “I’m sorry.”

He couldn’t help the way his heartstrings were tugged at the sight. 

He gently placed his hand on her shoulder, giving her the most reassuring look he could muster, “It’s alright, Tadashi. I get what you mean, but next time, just be honest with me, okay?”

Her eyes soften the slightest as she looks up at him. Since she can’t nod, she mumbles a small, ‘okay’, but what takes him off guard is the small upturn at the corners of her mouth. Yuuji felt his cheeks warm, turning them into a shade of pink similar to his hair.

“You guys are so mushy and ick,” Nobara sighs, winking at Tsubame’s direction. “Just get together already.”

Yuuji glared over at Nobara, his entire face red with humiliation. Tadashi’s face was the same shade of red as his, but as she glared her head moved and Megumi clicked his tongue, inwardly relieved that he hadn’t cut her hair yet. He placed his hand on her head, gently guiding it back before resuming his actions.

“Itadori and I just became friends, leave us alone,” Tadashi huffed. 

Yuuji agreed, his arms crossed against his chest in defiance, “Yeah, what she said!”

“And if I’m being honest, even though we just met, I trust you all,” Tsubame sighs. “So I might as well let you both in the secret, which Nobara has kept ever since we were kids.”

Yuuji raised his eyebrow in confusion, glancing over at Megumi who didn’t seem fazed in the slightest.

“Let me just… how do I phrase this,” Tsubame sucked her teeth in thought. “My name isn’t exactly Tadashi.”

“It either is or isn’t Tadashi,” Megumi quips, brushing the hair off of his hands, “Which is it?”

Tsubame sighs, fiddling with her fingers, “Fine, fine. It’s not Tadashi. Tadashi was a stupid name my parents picked when I was a kid because my grandparents wanted a grandson – my birth name’s Tsubame.”

Yuuji felt his jaw drop as he turned to Nobara who nodded in agreement.

“And you knew this the whole time?” Yuuji pouted in Nobara’s direction, the girl in question raising her hands in surrender.

“It’s a secret for a reason! I’m not that bad of a friend, sheesh,” Nobara puffed her cheeks in annoyance. “And Tsu-Tsu and I have been best friends since childhood, of course, she’d trust her secret with me!”

Tsubame mumbles a curse, a blush growing at the humiliating nickname, and Yuuji can’t deny how her flushed cheeks make him smile the slightest.

“Tsu-Tsu?” He grins, “Oh my god, can I call you that?”

“Absolutely not,” She glares, her cheeks flaring a darker shade of red.

“And done,” Megumi announced before Tsubame could lurch in Yuuji’s direction with her hands around his neck. “At least look at your hair before you murder Itadori.”

Tsubame sighed, placing her wire-frame glasses on the bridge of her nose before looking in the mirror, her eyes lighting up as she leaned closer, admiring her reflection, “...It looks great, thanks, Gumi.”

Megumi nodded in acknowledgement, but Yuuji brushed past the fact that they were on a nickname basis, more in awe of Tsubame’s new haircut.

Her long hair was snipped short into a pixie-cut kind of appearance, but the length of the hair varied, appearing to be longer at the front than the back with a little bit of her head shaved, resembling a medium fade undercut.

Perhaps it was the lighting in the bathroom or the overall renewed energy between them, but her eyes just seemed to sparkle more, and her presence just made his heart beat faster. Maybe it was the way her short hair framed her face better or the way he could see more of her true personality shine through as she admired her new haircut. It was definitely… unique, but she pulled it off.

“You look great, Tsubame,” Yuuji smiled, and his heart thumped harder when her coffee-coloured eyes met his. “I like this haircut on you.”

She rolled her eyes, and even if he was supposed to feel a little hurt by it, he couldn’t help but smile at her sarcastic tone, “You don’t get to like my haircut.”

“Oh, come on,” He whined playfully, pouting. “Don’t I get a little bit of credit? ‘Cuz if I didn’t mess up, you wouldn’t get to look this amazing?”

He can hear the annoyance in Tsubame’s voice, but the way her mouth quirks upwards and the way her eyes sparkle the slightest makes him think he’s hit the jackpot.

“Yeah,” She groans, admittance in her tone. “You did mess up my hair.”

“So, do I get to like it?” Yuuji grins, his heart beating faster, pride filling him at the sight of her smallest smile.

It was a step forward in the right direction, considering that this was the most direct form of happiness he’d received from her yet. He’s just that bit closer to breaking down her walls. 

“Yeah. It means you get to like it,” She crosses her arms, smile vanishing, but the twinkle in her eye says otherwise as she flicks his forehead gently, walking out of the bathroom.

Yuuji grins, following after Tsubame as Megumi sighs, tossing out the last of her hair into the bin, Nobara snickers as she takes a quick photo of Yuuji and her childhood best friend.

“Does that mean we get to use nicknames?” Yuuji peers over her shoulder as she huffs.

“No.”

“But you call Fushiguro ‘Gumi!” He frowns with a mumble, and she scoffs the slightest.

“Because we got along better, and I owe him lunch now for fixing up your mess,” She pokes his shoulder and he playfully whines.

“Then at least let me make it up to you!”

Tsubame hummed in thought, giving Yuuji the smallest smile, and that was enough to make him smile again. Her smile, her rare smile that no one else saw other than their little group, was enough to make him feel as though it was all he needed.

“I’ll think about your offer, but you can start with helping Gumi out with the tidying process,” She quips, walking out of the room as Nobara follows.

“What?!” Megumi grumbles, Tsubame’s voice echoing through her empty dorm room.

“You’re amazing, ‘Gumi! I owe you lunch and dinner!”

Yuuji sighed with a smile, grabbing the broom from the corner of the bathroom, and sweeping her hair together with amusement in his eyes.

“Ridiculous,” Megumi mutters to himself, watching his friend hum to himself happily as he sweeps up the bits of hair, as though he was simply re-energised at the sight of a girl smiling her smallest smile at him.

“Yeah, but didn’t you see her small smile, Fushiguro?” Yuuji grinned. “I’m closer to knowing the real Tsubame.”

“You’ve still got a long way to go,” Megumi hums to himself, tossing the last bit of snipped hair away.

“I know, but I’m not gonna give up just yet,” Itadori grins. “I’m so close, don’t ya think?”

Megumi thinks to himself in silence for a minute, taking a glance at a small picture by Tsubame’s bedside before opening her dorm door, his clothes and hands now free of stray hair.

“You’ve still got a long way more but… if anyone can open her up to us, it’d be you, Itadori.”

And that was enough encouragement for Yuuji as he grinned, walking out of the dorm as Megumi watched him in amusement.

“That’s enough for me to keep trying!” He laughs lightly. “I’m gonna be her best friend, just you wait!”

“Yeah… I’m sure you will,” Megumi nods in agreement.

“Now, where were they meeting for lunch? I’m starved.”

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