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happyely2 · 15 days

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Something New

This is technically modern AU cause like. Phones. But also there's like no plot so i don't think the setting really matters lmfao. Anyway, this is you and Ace making a sex tape for the first time cause I KNOW his greasy ass would be into that (/affectionate)

Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x f!reader

WC: 2.4k

CW: established relationship, filming, oral (m!receiving), dom!Ace, sub!reader, fingering (f!receiving), unprotected penetrative sex, creampie, cumplay, praise kink, kinda mean Ace?

18+ MDNI

“I wanna try something tonight, pretty girl,” Your boyfriend’s low voice murmurs in your ear, strong arms wrapped around your middle as he hugs you back tightly into his chest.

You blush, looking around to make sure no one’s listening. “Yeah?”

He grins and nods, pressing a kiss to your temple, “Wanna hear it?”

“Yes please,” You breathe, turning in his arms to face him, ready to hear his idea.

You giggle, blushing as you twirl for the camera, showing off how you look in Ace’s favourite lingerie set of yours. Ace grins, sitting on the bed with his phone in hand, watching you through the screen.

“Fuck, you look so pretty, angel,” He groans, gesturing you forward.

You’ve never made a sex tape before. You were nervous, though Ace had done a good job reassuring you. He was always good at easing your fears, and once your initial shock had worn off, you’d found yourself into the idea.

Now, you stalk towards your boyfriend, swaying your hips tantalizingly as you do. The way Ace’s eyes are glued to you hungrily fills you with confidence. He always made you feel like the sexiest person alive.

You come to a stop in front of him, biting back a grin as he leans back, trying to keep all of you in frame. As a way of keeping you comfortable while trying something new, Ace had wanted you to take the lead tonight. You rake your eyes over your boyfriend’s mostly naked body. He’d shucked his shorts and hat off almost immediately and he never wore a shirt in the first place, so he was left in only a pair of boxers.

You drop slowly to your knees in between his legs, peering up through your lashes at the camera in the way that always made Ace moan. As predicted, his erection grew harder through the fabric of his boxers, cock twitching as be bites back his noises.

You lean your head down, kissing his cock through the thin material, relishing the way it twitches under your teasing touches.

Ace’s freehand comes down to brush your hair out of your face, his breathing growing heavier as he shifts the camera to better capture your actions.

You kiss up to the head of his cock, darting your tongue out to taste the precum seeping through his boxers, eyes fluttering shut with a content moan at the first taste of him.

You can feel his thighs tense under your hands, a sharp hiss escaping him.

“Y/n…” He warns, voice rough with lust. He wasn’t used to not being in charge, and it was taking everything in him not to rip his boxers off and shove his aching cock down your throat. Any more teasing and he might lose control.

You fight a smirk, knowing it would only rile him up more. You bat your lashes up at him innocently before finally relenting and tugging his boxers down.

Your mouth waters as his hard cock springs free, slapping against his navel with a lewd sound. You don’t hesitate to wrap your hand around the base, angling his pretty length towards your mouth.

You dart your tongue out, tracing the veins running along the underside of his cock, eyes shut as you savour the feel of him on your tongue.

Once you reach the head of his cock, you suck just the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue over his sensitive head. You flick your tongue over his slit, making his hips jerk with a pretty moan.

You open your eyes, meeting his gaze as you suck him further into your mouth. You choke as his blunt tip hits the back of your throat, pausing for a moment to breathe through your nose.

Moans spill unbidden from Ace’s lips as he feels your throat spasm around him. The wet warmth feels like heaven around his cock as you start bobbing your head up and down, struggling to take him further with every pass.

His hips jerk every time your tongue dips into his sensitive slit. He tangles his free hand in your hair, holding it out of your face as your work. He fights the urge to force you further down his cock, distracting himself with the camera, focusing on keeping you in frame.

One of your hands digs into his thigh, holding it tighter to brace yourself as your other hand slips down to massage his balls.

He chokes out a moan, head falling back in pleasure. He breathes through his teeth, forcing himself to focus on the task at hand.

“Fuck, just like that pretty girl,” He groans, pupils blown with lust as his dark eyes meet your teary ones. “God, you’re doing so well.”

You moan around his cock, his praise going straight to your core, making you impossibly wetter. His cock twitches at the vibration of your throat around him as a loud moan slips past his lips.

“So close, angel. You gonna swallow all my cum like a good girl?” His voice is husky as his hips start jerking up to meet your mouth as his balls tighten, orgasm close.

You nod as best you can, bobbing your head faster as you help him chase your orgasm. Losing the last of his self-control, Ace tightens his hold on your hair and thrusts up into your mouth, hard enough to make you gag. He holds you still as you feel his cock throb, spilling hot salty cum down your throat.

You breathe through your nose, stray tears spilling down your cheeks as you gaze up at him, admiring the way his lips part and his dark brows furrow, needy moans escaping him as his pleasure overwhelms him.

As you feel his orgasm come to an end, your eyes flick back to the camera. By some miracle, he’d managed to keep it trained on your face the whole time.

Ace’s dark brown eyes flutter open, a smirk forming as he sees where your focus is.

“You swallow yet, angel?”

You shake your head, pulling your mouth off of his cock.

He grins, “show the camera, pretty girl.”

Obediently, you open your mouth, tipping your head back so you don’t waste a single drop of his cum as you hold it in your mouth.

He groans softly, nodding, “Good girl. Swallow now.”

You swallow, eyes focusing back on his face.

He grins, grabbing your chin and tugging you into a bruising kiss, the other hand holding the camera to the side to capture the way his lips slant over yours, tongue pushing its way into your mouth. You moan against his lips, hands bracing on his shoulders. You feel weak with arousal, your mind occupied by the throbbing of your centre. His messy kiss only serves to heighten your arousal.

He pulls back with a grin, tugging you to your feet. He guides you onto your back on the mattress, kneeling between your thighs.

He holds the camera up to show you off, his free hand reaching out to grope one of your tits over the fabric of your bra. You arch into his touch, a breathy moan spilling from your lips as you watch him through half-lidded eyes.

His gaze is molten as he brings his hand down to toy with the bow at the waistband of your panties, the camera following his movements.

He shifts, grabbing your thighs and pushing them wider apart to show off the wet spot formed on your panties. He brings one of his fingers down to drag over your slit through the fabric. He grins at the way you twitch, a needy whine escaping you.

“Ace,” You beg, pulling your thighs up and apart to give him better access. “Please.”

“Tell me what you want. You’re a big girl, use your words,” He chides, dark eyes meeting yours. He cocks his head, tracing circles over your clothed clit as he awaits your response.

“P-please–” You cut off with a frustrated moan, your needy pussy clenching around nothing as you twitch under him. “Please fuck me. Wanna feel you inside of me, want your cock to fill me up.”

He groans in approval, dragging your panties to the side and slipping two fingers easily inside of your soaked hole.

You cry out, back arching off the bed as his thick fingers immediately find the spongy spot inside of you. His thumb toys with your clit as he pumps his fingers in and out of you, the phone in his hand focused on the way your greedy hole swallows his fingers. The wet sound fills the room along with your moans as his actions push you towards your orgasm.

“How’s it feel, angel?” He goads, cock throbbing as he watches you take his fingers so well.

“So good Ace it feels so so good,” You babble, clenching around his fingers as you feel the coil in your stomach tighten. “Don’t stop Ace please please I’m so close!”

He groans, thrusting his fingers faster, “Let go for me angel. Soak my fingers, show the camera how good I make you feel.” You cum with a sharp cry, arching off the bed as your legs quiver, walls clenching so hard around him that you almost force his fingers out as you gush around his hand.

He groans, making sure the camera gets a good view of your spasming hole as he pulls his fingers out of you, keeping the focus on your clit as he works you through your orgasm.

“You’re so fucking pretty when you cum,” He groans, bringing his soaked fingers to his lips to suck them clean, groaning at the taste of you as he maintains eye contact.

You whine softly, reaching for him. He grins, knowing exactly what you want.

“Hold this,” He orders, passing you the phone, “Keep it in focus, yeah?”

You nod distractedly, camera already drooping as you watch him line himself up with your entrance.

He tsks, annoyed. He pauses his movements and grabs your hands, repositioning the camera so that it’s at the right angle.

“If you let the camera fall, I stop. Understand?”

You blink, nodding immediately. Your grip on the phone tightens and you watch him through the screen, determined to make him proud.

He grins, grabbing his cock and lining himself up with your entrance once more. He sinks in easily, your dripping hole sucking him in eagerly.

He groans as he bottoms out, setting a punishing pace immediately. He drapes one of your legs over his shoulder and holds your other leg up and to the side, his hand braced against the mattress under the crook of your knee.

You moan loudly, eyes almost rolling back in your head in pleasure as you feel his blunt tip hit your g-spot every time. You struggle to focus on your task of keeping the camera trained on him, watching through the screen at the way your pussy grips his cock, as he pounds into you.

Ace rubs circles over your clit, pushing you closer to your orgasm. The angle he’s hitting you at is enough to make you see stars. Your breath catches as you feel the coil in your stomach wind tighter, ready to snap.

He groans, moving faster as he feels you tighten around him, signalling your incoming orgasm.

“You gonna cum for me, pretty girl? Gonna soak my cock, show the camera how messy you are?”

You whine, clenching around him at his words. You nod, eyes rolling back in your head as your orgasm hits you suddenly, overwhelming your senses.

Ace reaches out, keeping the camera steady as your muscles shake, a cry leaving your lips as your walls squeeze around him. He hisses softly as his own orgasm nears, trying to stave it off long enough to watch you ride your own out.

Your hips jerk as you writhe in pleasure, Ace pressing his weight into you more to keep you in place as he fucks you through your orgasm.

After an eternity of pleasure, your high fades, leaving you a panting and shaky mess before your boyfriend.

His brows are furrowed in concentration as his fights off his orgasm, still focusing on keeping the camera steady.

“I-I got it, Ace,” You breathe as you regain control of yourself, grip tightening on the phone and holding it in place. “Cum in me, Ace. Please. Wanna feel you cum.” Your eyes are wide and pleading as you gaze up at him, tightening around him encouragingly.

With a whiny moan Ace grinds his hips flush against yours, cock throbbing as he spills his hot seed inside of you, thrusting shallowly as he works through his high. You clench around his cock, milking him for all he’s worth as you keep the camera trained on him.

As his orgasm subsides, he all but collapses on top of you, making you giggle. You end the recording, putting his phone aside and combing your fingers through his hair. Slowly, he pushes himself back up and pulls out of you slowly, sighing softly at the way his cum drips out of you.

He gathers his cum onto his finger and pushes it slowly back inside of you, smirking at the way you whimper. His eyes drag away from your messy pussy, tugging your panties back into place and turning his attention back up to your face.

He rolls off of you, pulling you into his side and kissing your head, toying with your hair while you catch your breaths.

“How you feeling, angel?” His voice is quiet and drowsy, as it usually is after sex.

You smile, tipping your face up to his, “Good, Ace. I feel good.”

“Yeah?” He grins, fighting to keep his eyes open. “And the filming? You feel okay with it still, now that we’ve done it?”

You smile, nodding. “I do. I– I really liked it. It was a good idea.”

His smile widens even more and he hugs you tighter, eyes drifting shut.

“Good,” He mumbles into your hair as sleep starts to overtake him, “Can’t wait to watch it back.”

With a laugh you relax into his arms and let sleep wash over you as well.

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happyely2 · 1 month

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🏮I’ll keep you safe🏮

{Pairing: Yuji Itadori x Fem! Reader | Ryomen Sukuna x Fem! Reader | Yuji Itadori x Ryomen Sukuna| Threesome|}

|Summary|

1#“I can stay the night, y’know. If it’d make you feel better.”

You haven’t gotten used to your new bedroom yet. Perhaps it is better to say that you have never been used to having one, for a long time you have always slept in a broom closet, cold and wet with two blankets counted to keep you warm. Four little walls hanging over you every time you were thrown in that closet. You were always screaming your guts out, hurting your vocal cords, begging them to let you out, promising you’d be a good, obedient girl, but you never got an answer, and the only companies were those monsters that twisted around your ankles, your arms and skin, leaving you unable to sleep. All you could do was shout louder.

You closed your eyes to drive that memory away.

The mattress seems something strange to you that you have always been used to sleeping on the floor, and a little bit creates a dizzy situation that makes you sweat cold. You’re not used to this, it makes you feel uncomfortable, that softness in which you sink makes you stay alert. But you know you have to rest because tomorrow Geto and Gojo will help you recover everything your family hasn’t taught you about your cursed technique - they were among the dearest friends of your late mother, For them to help you was keeping a promise they made a long time ago and they apologized for not being able to get you to safety sooner.

You breathe deeply and raise your arms towards the ceiling, so you stay for some time to observe the two tattoos that cover your wrists and sigh heavily, two single strips that tighten your wrists and observe them until you lose yourself in your thoughts.

The space around you is too big for you, the bed is too big and its excessive comfort makes you feel uncomfortable, do you really deserve all this?

Thoughts whirl in your mind, You are the only living heir who has the family technique, and the tattoos on your wrists are the smoking gun, and your relatives hate you and would want you dead or married to a monster just to have a male heir who inherits the technique engraved in your flesh. A shiver of terror runs down your spine as you look back at your cousins who punched and kicked you and called you an abomination, monster and nothing. In their eyes, you were a dirty thief who stole everything from him, but you didn’t even want that technique. You’d rather be born with nothing and maybe everything would change.

You instinctively rolled over in bed and carried your hands to cover your shoulders, snuggled up on yourself and tried, in vain, to throw away the memories. Hands squeezing against your neck until you lost your breath, hands pulling your hair and other hands punching you. Only your grandmother’s hands were a lifesaver for you, they were the only safe place to hide for a while, before that agony started again.

Then a light knock and the door that opened slowly grinding on the floor brought you back to reality. You snapped at attention and remained rigid until you recognized the figure of Yuuji, you calmed down in part.

"Ei Kohai all right?" asked the boy but remaining on the doorstep noticing your slight tremor.

"Itadori, sorry I must have woken you… I… I…" Words die in your throat and you look down on the stings closed on your knees, what will happen now? Will your older companion scold you?

"Don’t worry, Kohai, you didn’t wake me… but it looks like you’re not well, can I come in?" He asked you by crossing his eyes with yours, in his eyes there was sweetness and compassion and they were beautiful golden color. It all seemed so strange.

You nodded and the pink-haired guy walked into your room and closed the door behind you and walked towards your bed, then sat next to you and smiled at you, but kept your distance and left you your personal space, and you were grateful for that.

"Even I couldn’t sleep the first night I got to the institution." He confessed to you while he was twiddling his thumbs, and a slight blush spread over his face. He was so sweet, it was like grandma said, there were really sweet and kind-hearted guys and Itadori was one of them.

"A bit because of Sukuna who kept me awake in her innate dominion all night, a bit because… well… It was weird getting into all this, at first I didn’t want to believe it and I felt like I had fallen into some crazy dream." He said to you in one of his best smiles: "So it’s normal to feel a little tense on the first night, there’s nothing to worry about." He added by giving you a heart-dive. It was the first time a boy had addressed you in such a calm and calm tone and with words of comfort.

"I… I’ve never been used to all this… kindness, smiles or having a bedroom… so I wonder if I deserve all this Itadori." You said as you held your arms and looked down at the floor, "Actually, I’m just afraid to wake up and find myself back in that closet…" You were trying to stop your hands shaking, but it seemed like an impossible task.

"None of us will allow it. I know we’ve only just met, but… Gojo and Geto sensei have explained your Kohai story in broad outline… But if you want, you can talk to me, and you can talk to other people, too." Yuuji told you taking your hands carefully and squeezing them between his to calm your tremor: "Damn you’re frozen, no wonder you can’t sleep." He said the boy bringing your hands close to his mouth and blowing on them to warm them.

And your cheeks were red with that gesture so kind, a gesture that reminded you of a melancholy memory, but it was Itadori the guy in front of you, he was the kindness made in person, even though he kept within himself the worst calamity of the world of witchcraft.

"Quiet Itadori senpai I’m used to lower temperatures…" You wanted to reassure him, but the pink-haired guy got up and walked over to your closet, took another blanket, and put it on you in the blink of an eye.

"Now you should warm up faster" Yuuji said smiling again.

"She’d warm up faster if she were naked and hugged us two brats." From one of the cracks under Yuuji’s eye appeared a red eye and a mouth. You turned red because of what Sukuna said and immediately Itadori slapped his cheek to stop the king of curses from making other comments, but Sukuna had reappeared on the palm of his hand.

"It’s a way to warm up a little brat faster. Listen to someone with more experience." He said the curse by speaking directly from the palm of his hand, grinning at you. You swallowed instinctively and you squeezed into the covers to try to get rid of the embarrassment you were feeling, there was also so much fear because they told you that Sukuna could take control of your Senpai’s body and that sometimes she was uncontrollable, but the curse seemed like it didn’t want to happen, or at least that’s what you hoped for.

"Is he always this pushy?" You asked as you approached both to check that Itadori had not been harmed, the snap you heard had left you quite perplexed.

"I’d still be here, you better respect little girl." It took you a while to realize that that was an insult and you blinked a couple of times and you smiled at the curse for that name, it was the kindest one you had been given in the last ten years.

"Sukuna, I told you to behave."

"He was much nicer than many other people, I can assure you Itadori." You said by stroking the reddened spot on the boy’s cheek and losing yourself in memories that you wanted to eliminate forever.

Both of them looked at you puzzled, Itadori seemed to be a golden retriever puppy that got lost while Sukuna looked at you as if he knew what it was like but would never tell you - it was a typical black cat.

"You are new to this world and I believe that Geto and Gojo have, quite rightly, tried to protect you as much as possible, as they are doing with many of their students." You said as Itadori leaned her cheek against the palm of your hand listening carefully to what you were about to say: "In the world of witchcraft there are the three most powerful families in charge of everything, Kamo, Gojo and Zen'in, but there is also another family, the one I unfortunately belong to, the Shikeas. The latter have always remained in the shadows but they are ruthless, worse than the Zen'in…" you said looking at the wall, the screams of your childhood were filling your head and you bit the inside of your cheek not to start crying, being treated like an object had its advantages, not being considered most of the time had allowed you to listen and understand something of the world you were a part of.

"The Shikeas have been known for their cursed technique since the Heien era." Sukuna said attracting the attention of both: "Technique that has the peculiarity of being inherited only by the women of the family." He added the curse by pointing his red eye at you, he could sense that in your body was inscribed a powerful and devastating technique. That statement struck you, you didn’t know much about it because your family had decreed that you could never use it, but that information was known only by family members. How did Sukuna know?

"Did you run into them?" The question of Itadori had come naturally and you too were curious, because family techniques were a well-kept secret from every member of the clan.

"In the past I have seen for myself what those women were capable of. It seemed that the technique was lost for a long time, since only boys were born in that family." The king of curses looked at you carefully, he seemed to want to study you in every movement.

"Yes, it has only reappeared in the last three generations, with my grandmother, my mother and myself, and I am currently the only one to own it. My mother passed away when I was little, and Grandma had the same fate a long time ago." You said by showing a picture of your mother and your grandmother when you were young that you kept on your bedside table. She was the only one you had, and you didn’t have any with them, and that was kind of sad.

"You are drops of water." She said Yuuji looking at the photo and noticing that your traits were really the same, then she put the photo back in its place and smiled bitterly: "I didn’t know my parents either and Grandpa has been taking care of me since as long as I can remember, you know he would have liked me." You smiled back at him and realized the pain he was in.

"I wish I’d known him."

You smiled at each other and Sukuna uttered a line of contempt: "These sweethearts without me." He said squinting and sighing.

"He actually likes these conversations." He told you Yuuji earning a reprimand from the curse and starting a spat that made you laugh.

"You two seem to get along very well." You said laughing and drawing their attention.

"I try to be friendly, but this one is impossible."

"I’m a brat king, you must serve me not be my friend."

"I think you’re jealous that you don’t have a body of your own." Yuuji said laughing with you.

The tension had been greatly eased by those laughs and their comical bickering, although you suspected that in private the two would discuss it fighting. Sukuna was truly a king, and no king liked being contradicted.

"You should go to bed, both of you, or tomorrow I could take over your bratty body." Yuuji had hardened to that threat and had loudly snorted and pouted, it was as if that matter had a bottom of truth and it was not just a veiled threat.

"Go to sleep, don’t you see I’m having a conversation?" Yuuji replied back and you felt a little guilty, it was three in the morning and your alarm was set for seven, four hours of sleep would not help you to follow the lessons of the next day.

But you didn’t mind the company of both of them - certainly one was a danger that could kill you at any moment, but something told you that Sukuna wanted to observe and study you and that it wasn’t that curse that everyone was talking about, there had to be something else, you were sure of it.

"I’m sorry I woke you." You said leaning your head on your knees and sighing.

"But no, I was watching the Star Wars saga for an exercise that advised me to make Gojo sensei, and the rooms are next to each other, Fushiguro has heavy sleep, while Kugisaki is doing a pajama parties with Maki senpai, we have no rules or schedules, or at least Geto sensei asked us not to destroy the dorm." Yuuji responded by smiling warmly and telling you a little about your classmates. Gojo had shown you a picture of the second and third year of the school in Tokyo and added that soon you would also meet the ones in Kyoto, they all seemed good guys.

But what Itadori had told you, there was something else that had impressed you, namely the name of the movie he had just pronounced.

"What is Star Wars?" The question came to you as soon as you heard the name of the film and said the name softly to avoid making a mistake.

"Have you never seen him?" Yuuji looked at you amazed as Sukuna’s eye seemed to be exasperated, you went no with your head and Yuuji’s eyes began to shine.

"You convicted us both girl, just so you know." Sukuna seemed to have a murderous instinct for you and you swallowed with difficulty trying not to make a single movement to avoid irritating him even more.

"What movie or TV series do you like?" Yuuji on the contrary seemed to be over the moon.

"I’ve never seen any… well… I didn’t have much freedom at home." You responded by moving your gaze towards the wall and becoming red in embarrassment, you had never been able to have any freedom, no concessions, what you could have were only the leftovers of your other cousins, nothing more always and only less than the others.

"How?! Then we will remedy as soon as possible, we have many movie nights on Friday night." Yuuji took your hands and started listing all the Friday night activities that they had put as tradition since the beginning of the new semester: it was drawn by lot between movies or TV series and Itadori explained the differences between these two seeing your face puzzled, you ordered pizza or you cooked something all together and then you played board games or you kept watching other movies and in addition you joked and laughed, and each one told of the missions he had carried out during the week or of the theoretical lessons or research that had to be done. It was a volcano of emotions erupting the pink-haired guy and your head was filling with every single piece of information of what was a pleasant evening with friends.

You got your stomach pounded thinking about how good it was supposed to be.

"That’s enough brat, you’re feeding her brains to all the shit that comes out of your mouth." Sukuna had intervened to silence Yuuji and the boy had looked at him crooked, then his look had returned to you he had apologized for his impetuousness, but they were things he loved to talk about and you could feel it from his eyes full of joy.

Eyes so beautiful and sweet cut that it didn’t contrast well with that hard and clean of the eye of Sukuna.

"No Itadori, I was so pleased that you told me about all this, I just hope… I hope not to ruin everything." The words died in your throat and your stomach got all twisted. Did you really get all that generosity and happiness they were about to offer you? That was the question that haunted your mind.

The two boys had looked at you and cautiously Yuuji had put a hand on your shoulder to bring you back to reality, Sukuna looked at you with a look that was difficult to decipher but you didn’t find it unpleasant, Maybe he also knew what it was like to not be free to act, as well as for Yuuji - but that was just your impression.

"You’ll see, you’ll love it." The boy said, squeezing your shoulder tightly to give you confidence. And that grip caused you a pleasant warmth at the height of your chest that made you again doubt what was happening, did you really deserve that happiness and kindness that you had just been shown? You swallowed hard, trying to stay calm and convince yourself that it was so.

"I hope so, Itadori." You responded by resting your head on your shoulder and smiling back and continuing to listen to his stories about those Friday night nights.

"I can stay the night, y'know. If it’d make you feel better." He said Yuuji immediately and without thinking and then turning red in his face immediately after, the words had come out spontaneously and there was no ulterior motive in the tone of his voice.

You were surprised by those words and you blinked a couple of times while you were doing it.

"Ahh… I shouldn’t have, I’m so sorry to have embarrassed you…" Yuuji had gotten out of bed and was heading for the door, while in the background Sukuna teased him, or at least that’s what you thought. Your brain was thinking fast.

You didn’t want to be alone in that room, you wanted to keep talking to Yuuji and Sukuna all night. You wanted to find out what you’d been deprived of your entire existence.

"Itadori wait!" You said taking his arm and jumping out of bed so he wouldn’t get to the door.

"You could stay tonight, I… I still want to talk to you…" The words got stuck in your throat, until the day before you would never have dared so much in your home, but you were no longer there. You were no longer locked in those four oppressive walls.

"Certainly Kohai!" the boy replied as his gaze brightened even more.

"I’m going to have to hear from you all night." Sukuna remarked, watching you closely.

"The invitation was also addressed to you Sukuna, maybe you can tell us something if you want…" You said timidly hiding your face behind the blanket that you had put back on, Yuuji beside you had giggled.

"Come on, man, you’re going to have fun." Yuuji added, making himself comfortable by your side.

"There are other ways to have fun." You saw the mischievous comment of the curse and Yuuji’s face frowned in an expression of disappointment: "Sukuna!" But the curse was laughing, and he finally calmed down.

"I don’t mind Itadori, I heard worse indeed he is very kind." You answered by settling down better and leaning your back against the wall.

"Nice?!" They both said in chorus and then looked at each other badly.

You laughed at that funny scene and Itadori joined you too, then you started talking about movies, or better Itadori told you the plot of an old TV series while Sukuna was making comments on the latter than it was boring and unrealistic and inaccurate from the historical point of view while Yuuji explains the choices that the directors had made and responded to your every question with a lot of enthusiasm.

You spoke until sleep took possession of you and you fell on Itadori’s shoulder.

The boy smiled to himself and put you in a more comfortable position to sleep, fixed your hair and stood watching you.

"You look like a maniac." Sukuna was on the palm of Yuuji’s hand placed over your face.

"The one who hasn’t taken his eyes off her since she arrived at the school spoke." The boy had answered expecting at any moment to end up in the innate domain of Sukuna to be lynched, he had taken too much confidence that day he knew, but his new Kohai interested him so much, and Yuuji had perceived an unprecedented connection from the moment they were introduced.

"He has an interesting cursed technique." A blunt answer, Yuuji by now knew well the curse that he had inside him and knew that there was something else. It had been for a year that his relationship with the curse had progressed towards a positive turn, the modern world pleased Sukuna and he was interested in knowing him and seeing what would awaken at that time because of him.

Sukuna’s level of danger had not fallen, but Yuuji could handle it better and the finger search had been slowed down by choice of both, It took longer for Yuuji to live a life as a teenager and for Sukuna to discover the new era. It was an unspoken agreement between both sides and even though Yuuji’s classmates and his teachers did not see him favorably, they all agreed for the boy’s sake.

"It’s not just that, we told each other no secrets." He had said Yuuji by placing another lock behind his classmate’s ear. She seemed so small and delicate at the time, but if Sukuna thought she was interesting it meant that there was something hidden in that girl who was clutching to her body to receive human warmth.

And Yuuji was amazed at how thin and fragile she was, she hadn’t noticed it because of the wide pajamas, but her new Kohai was really small and petite compared to him and she also seemed to be underweight.

"Time to time brat." Sukuna had answered, closing her eye and observing better the figure of the girl lying next to Yuuji’s body: "But she is an interesting girl, even if she needs to eat and strength, it was the adrenaline that kept her awake until recently." He finally said Sukuna grinning back.

"Gojo and Geto said she didn’t have a good childhood, they want her to feel like a normal girl." He had repeated Yuuji yawning loudly.

"There is no need to reiterate what those two freaks said, I was there when they asked you to stay close and make her feel protected and at home… Go to sleep brat or tomorrow I’ll take control of your body if you don’t get up." It did not take long before Yuuji fell asleep and Sukuna decided to stay awake, checking occasionally the sleep of the two boys, took possession of Yuuji’s body only for about fifteen minutes, but did not move from the bed and stood still next to the girl.

Lean, undernourished and with considerable malevolent energy. A perfect blend for a catastrophe, if the cursed technique of the Shikea family had manifested itself in the last period it meant that the evil energy and the balance of the world were changing, again.

She shook her head, moving away those thoughts that she would think about later, for the moment Ryomen Sukuna was focusing on the slender body that had clung to her in search of warmth. The female next to him trembled like a leaf shaken by the icy wind of winter, she was too thin and didn’t even have fat that could isolate her from the cold, and so Sukuna didn’t think twice to bring her even closer to him. He had not enjoyed the presence of a female body for a long time and even though this was minute and angular he would not complain and even that brat of his container.

A good dose of food and training would have put him back on his feet, he knew it well and had seen it several times with his own eyes during the period of his undisputed dominance. But it was the girl’s mind that alerted him, submissive and fearful. Two conditions that were not adequate for those who possessed that cursed technique.

He remembered the past and the women of that family, resolute, fierce fighters, meticulous strategists and even brazen. The little girl next to him didn’t even represent a tenth of those women, but if as he said the family had staked everything on male heirs then that was the result of a perfect disaster.

I sigh passing the fingertips over the girl’s face and thinking about what would have been waiting for him. He was feeling soft, he wouldn’t have been so forgiving at one time, and he wouldn’t have participated in those useless gossip and gossip, but ever since he woke up, he knew there was something different about him. The brat was proof of it, first he would destroy him, he would bend him in the worst way and instead now the brat had also the audacity to respond in tone or to joke with him, to involve him too often in activities that did not suit him.

He was the king of curses, he had been feared and revered by all in a past that seemed too far and inadequate. He had a chance to relive, breathe through the baby’s body again and feel everything he had lost. There were no more curses to defeat, sorcerers to beat or kingdoms to conquer, the modern era was something so chaotic and fascinating that it had awakened in him something to which he could not yet give a name.

He looked again at the Shikea girl's small body -- and he had bodies under his four legs -- a body that demanded warmth and protection. He held her to himself, feeling again the sensation of two close bodies, even if without clothes he would have been better and closed his eyes calling the brat in his innate domain claiming that intimate contact that he so desired.

After all, the brat was a great lover and he would soon be the girl who slept by his side.

It seemed that once again fate had something in store for Sukuna and the king of curses had all the intention of discovering the game that had been placed on him and understanding the role of the brat and the female who had intertwined their paths with his.

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🏮I’ll keep you safe🏮

Pairing: Yuji Itadori x Fem! Reader | Ryomen Sukuna x Fem! Reader | Yuji Itadori x Ryomen Sukuna|

Rating: |If you are a minor please do not read! | Red/orange - description of fighting, violence, family abuse, smut, psychological violence, What if! | Other warnings will come with the continued drafting|.

Summary: You have just moved to Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College with great effort and with many sacrifices. You had to fight a long time with your family - as a woman you could not practice witchcraft and the occult arts, you had only the task of marrying another sorcerer and to give life to an heir who possessed the technique of your family that you, Ironically, you inherited from your mother - but lucky for you, your late mother, she was a classmate of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguro (they were very close friends at school you saw from the photos your mother had kept) And the two of them managed to get you a job and make a deal with the brass and your family. Your task now is to study, hone your technique and live your life freely, that’s what your new teachers told you. The school is wonderful and your classmates are all kind to you and you are getting attached to each of them, but Yuuji is the sweetest and immediately got in tune with you, despite being the container of one of the most powerful curses of all creation is sweetness, and he’s always there to help and protect you. Sukuna, on the other hand, is difficult to frame, you have understood that he is interested in you and your cursed technique, but he is enigmatic and you can not always understand his thoughts, but this is what fascinates you about him. You have aroused the attention of the king of curses and his vessel. Your life is about to change in ways you do not expect.

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Clingy!Ace Headcannons

This started as clingy!ace but it lowkey turned into possessive!ace lmfao. Kinda toxic but in a cute and silly way guys I swear

Character: Portgas D. Ace

CW: Romantic relationship with Ace, afab!reader, fluff at first, turns smutty at the end, penetrative unprotected sex, oral sex, anal sex, overstimulation, breeding, cute ace makes brain go brrrrrr

WC: 1k

MDNI 18+

Clingy!Ace, who will wrap his whole body around you while you two are sleeping. His arms and legs are fully koala-hugging you, his face is buried in your hair, and when he rolls over, he’s taking you with him. He runs SO hot, especially at night so you sleep with the windows open and no blanket to let the sea breeze cool your flushed skin. If you get too hot and you try to pry him off of you, he will get pouty.

Clingy!Ace, who gets lonely if he doesn’t see you enough during the day. Of course, his definition of “enough” is literally all the time. He wants to be around you 24/7. He will tag along with you no matter what you’re doing because he wants to spend time with you. If you’re doing something important, he’ll try to stay quiet so that he doesn’t distract you, but he wants to stay with you. Loves loves loves when you’re working at a desk, and you sit on his lap instead of just sitting in the chair. He’ll wrap his arms around you to keep you secure and he’ll fall asleep with his face buried in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent.

Clingy!Ace, who will get so sad if you tell him that you need space. He’ll respect your boundaries of course but he’ll get all pouty and will feel bad about himself. You need to make sure that you give him lots of hugs and kisses and attention after to remind him that just because you need some time to yourself doesn’t mean that you love him less.

Clingy!Ace, who will keep you at his side the entire night while you’re at bars. He’s touching you the entire night. His hand is in yours, he’s playing with your hair, his arm is around your waist, he has you sitting in his lap, etc. Will only peel himself away from you to get drink refills, but even then, he’s got an eye on you the entire time.

Clingy!Ace, who will pick you up and carry you to bed when he decides he’s tired. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, if he decides it’s time for bed then you are going with him. He can’t possibly sleep without you next to him, that would be a travesty. You could be in the middle of talking to someone and he will come and carry you away midsentence. You’re thrown over his shoulder yelling the end of your sentence to whoever you were talking to. The entire crew has come to expect it and they find it hilarious, teasing the two of you constantly.

Clingy!Ace, who gets really sad when he has to leave you to go do his second division commander duties. He’ll spend the entire night before he leaves showing you exactly how much he loves you. Will definitely take something with him that belongs to you so that he’s keeping a piece of you with him. Will buy you souvenirs from wherever he is because he is always thinking of you and he feels terrible for being away, even though it’s not his fault. Will write you letters every single day, even if he can’t mail them. He’ll just keep them with him and give you a huge stack of letters when he gets back. Please write him letters too he loves reading them also spray the paper with your perfume he misses how good you smell, and it turns him on

Clingy!Ace, who practically jumps you when he gets back and drags you straight to your shared room. He’s tossing you down on the bed and tearing your clothes off in record time. He spends at least 10 minutes kissing and licking and biting his way over your entire body. He missed you so much and your skin is so soft, so familiar that he can’t help himself. He’s marking you up to remind everyone that you belong to him. The previous marks had faded from so much time spent separated that he’s going borderline feral trying to mark you again.

Clingy!Ace, who’s begging you to sit on his face and suffocate him with that pretty pretty pussy. He’s missed tasting you so much and he’s actually on his knees begging you to let him taste you again. You’re so sweet, and your hole clenching around his tongue… yeah, he’s losing his mind. You’d better sit on his face right now. Oh, and when you cum, soaking his face in your juices? He’s in heaven there’s absolutely nothing better. He could die a happy man in that moment.

Clingy!Ace, who will insist on being able to see your face when you fuck. He’s missed your pretty eyes, and your pretty smile, and he’s especially missed seeing your face go slack with pleasure when you’re thoroughly fucked out. He’s a whiny mess with his face buried in your neck, inhaling your scent as he fills your walls clenching around his cock. His sounds, his desperation, and his all-around neediness are only spurring you on. His hands are everywhere and it’s driving you crazy as he pushes you over the edge again and again.

Clingy!Ace, who is overstimulating the hell out of himself because he wants to fill you to the brim. He’s spilling into your cunt before shoving himself into your mouth, loving how your eyes roll and you’re moaning around his overly sensitive cock. You’re choking around him and he’s spilling down your throat, whining as you swallow it all greedily. He wants you to be dripping his cum out of all of your holes. He spills his seed into your ass and then flips you yet again to fuck your pussy one last time. You’re both a moaning mess as you overstimulate yourselves to make up for the lost time. When he cums again in your abused cunt he doesn’t pull out. He keeps his cock nestled deep in you, even after it’s softened. He collapses on top of you and presses you into the mattress with his body weight as he wraps his arms around you so tightly and drifts off to have the best sleep he’s had in weeks.

Clingy!Ace, who has the biggest breeding kink in the whole fucking world. The thought of you swollen with his child? He’s going fucking crazy. He’s rock hard every time he thinks about it. And when it comes true, and you’re actually showing, you cannot keep him away from you. His hot hands are all over you all the time and he insists upon doing everything for you. He loves you so much and he loves seeing you stuffed full, all because of him.

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what is a writer, if not a miserable little pile of ideas and half written google docs

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happyely2 · 3 months

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Soft Mornings With You

DESCRIPTION: Lazy mornings with them

WARNINGS: none, just fluff

CHARACTERS: Ace, Law, Mihawk

WORDS: 1,157

A/N: Couldn't get the thought out of my head and had to write it. Hope you all enjoy

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

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ACE

You both loved and hated the mornings on the Moby Dick. You loved the constant, steady warmth in the embrace you shared with your lover that greeted you as you slowly woke. You hated the fact that you would soon have to pull yourself out of the blissful feeling and go about your tasks for the day. As the haze of sleep lifted you stirred reluctantly. While lifting a hand to rub your eyes you stretched your body out from the all too comfortable position you’d been sleeping in. As expected the second you moved, the arm that had been around you tightened and pulled you closer against his side, while nuzzling his head against your neck.��

“Ace, it’s morning…” You mumbled tiredly, unable to put too much insistence into your words. As much as you wanted to stay curled up in bed and relish a little longer in bed you knew it’d only drag out until the point both you and Ace got into trouble. With a tired huff, you tapped on his arm. “Ace, c’mon. Pops’ll get annoyed if we sleep in again.” You warned, thankful to hear his groggy grumble sound in your ear. Getting him to stir was the first and sometimes hardest step. It was time to be a bit tougher, slowly you lifted the covers and began to rise out of the bed.

The second your foot touched the floor a small burst of fire appeared, startling you backwards as a small yelp broke from your lips. Your back hit against Ace’s chest as his waiting arms wrapped around you, pulling you back into the warmth and comfort of the bed. “Ace! You are such an ass.” You grumbled as he laughed in your ear.

“It’s your fault for trying to get out of bed too soon.” He murmured with a low yawn as his fingers lightly traced patterns on your arm and across your back. “Another little while won’t hurt.” You scowled lightly as you felt your body reacting to his touch as he knew it would. With every movement you could feel you body relax more and more and with every second it was getting harder to refuse him.

With a long yawn building in your chest, you snuggled closer against Ace and let your eyes fall closed again. “Fine, but if we get in trouble you’re taking most of the responsibility.” You mumbled, a small content smile growing as he laughed in your ear which was the best sound to drift back to sleep to.

LAW

Law’s the Captain and also as the doctor he knows the importance of getting a good night’s rest. He knows but when it comes to himself, it’s advice he conveniently tends to ignore. He tells himself that there’s just too much to do and he needs to be ready at a moment’s notice should something on the ship need his attention. For the longest while he’d stay up for as long as he could, only grabbing quick naps and a handful of hours sleep at most. That was his routine, at least it had been his routine. Thanks to your interference into his life, everything had changed.

No longer slumped awkwardly in the chair by his desk he now found himself waking each morning in his bed with you draped over his chest, your hand on his heart. Law would allow himself the extra moments to listen to your even, deep breaths, just enjoying the calm of the morning and the tranquility you brought him. Eventually though he knew he had to be the responsible captain and get up but your body would react anytime he tried to rise without you to grant you a little longer in bed.

His hand lightly ran over your back and immediately you stirred. Your hand found his and you squeezed it in an affectionate greeting as you stifled a yawn. Pushing yourself up you smiled to give Law a slow kiss that he happily returned. “You can stay in bed for a little while longer if you want.” He told you when you pulled back and began to sit up properly.

“Now Captain, I’d hate for you to be giving special treatment.” You began with a smile only to roll your eyes when Law gave you a pointed look. What you two did in the privacy of his room was completely different and that was special treatment you certainly only wanted to be the one receiving. “You know what I mean. Chores and routine I’m to be treated equally.” You clarified needlessly but it was worth it to see the carefree amusement light Law’s eyes.

MIHAWK

“You’re staring.” Mihawk didn’t even need to open his eyes to know you were already awake and observing him. Although what you found so interesting about his face after all these years together and so early in the morning he didn’t know. He shifted in the bed and relaxed his head further into the pillows which unintentionally shielded him from you. When your fingers pinched his chin and turned his head towards you again, Mihawk finally cracked his eyes open to see you smiling warmly at him, your stare alight and focused. “Something I should be self-conscious about?”

“Not in the slightest.” You grinned, letting your fingers trail up along his jaw to run over his cheek and finally through his hair that had become dishevelled from sleep. “Perfect as always. I just like committing it all to memory since we were apart for a while.” You explained, noting the way Mihawk’s expression steeled slightly. It was just how things were with you two.

You both had your own journeys to take and usually it meant being without the other. But when you reunited again, things were always on the softer side, not that a certain swordsman liked to have that kind of reputation be public knowledge. “I especially love the cute little faces you pull when you’re sound asleep.” You teased to break the tension, grinning when he caught your wrist and pressed a kiss against your palm before letting it settle on his chest. His lips quirked into a small frown which only made your smile grow. “You can’t say you don’t make cute faces, you’re always asleep when it happens.”

“If you’re talking nonsense then you need more sleep, love.” Mihawk muttered pulling one of the pillows out from behind him to drop it onto your head, unable to fight his own smirk when you laughed and returned the playful attack by hitting his chest with the same pillow. Faster than you could react, Mihawk rolled onto his side, tucking his arm behind your head and securing his other arm around your waist to hold you close. You smiled at Mihawk lovingly and settled again in his hold, more than used to his own way of showing affection and being clingy in his own way.

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