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kintojii · 8 months

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frat bf sukuna x fem! reader: mentions of sex.

imagine a new member of the frat saw you at one of the parties hosted by the group. the kid is new. he has no clue. it was his first party. it’s not his fault that he doesn’t know. he has no clue that you belong to sukuna. all he knows is that he thinks you are hot and he wants your number.

"uhm . ." he starts, he was shy, it was obvious. you assume that he's a first-year student, sukuna mentioned that there's a new member joining them, it must be this game. you watch as he scratches the back of his head finding the urge to speak up, "you look really pretty, c — can i get your number miss?"

no, poor him, he really has no clue.

you look around, sukuna is not watching, right? you don't want the kid to be in trouble. he's clueless not a pervert. "erm .. um ... i'm — sorry but i don't really hand out my number just like that." you try to say in the nicest way, he'll take the hint, right? he'll leave after this, right?

"'tis fine!" his eyes widened for a second, "i can earn it . . " biting his lip, "maybe we can get to know each other tonight." he gives you the softest smile. how innocent, warm, and naive.

"earn? earn heh — earn the fuck what, kid?"

you should've warned him. this is what sukuna hates the most. when they flirt with you. he hates it. he tries to understand that you're just so likable, but he can never hide it. he's an asshole. you can't even remember the last time a guy flirted with you. they never really tried. some did — they never talk to you after they try.

"sukuna-san." he immediately bows out of respect. he's his senior after all. "ya want to get to know her kid?" sukuna asked, it was obviously a question, but, there was a hint of mockery. sukuna looks pissed and amused while the other guy looks confused.

"i think she looks — beautiful, i want to get close to her sukuna-san."

sukuna reacts quietly for a second, studying the guy's face, and observing his facial expression. this jerk is serious he thinks. he then laughs. he found this way more funny than he thinks he has a good eye, eh?

he then wraps his hand around your waist, pulling you closer to him. he is now holding you from the back while the guy is in front of the both of you. sukuna is way taller than him, of course, he'll look down on him.

"she loves getting fucked from the back, ya know that?" sukuna grins like a fucking villain who just played his wild card, "she loves edging, hmm, she doesn't like doing it while standing, what else? she rides dick like a fucking champ, oh, and she gets a little crazy when you eat her pussy, put your tongue in, ya love that one, don’t ya baby? you came all over my bed sheets without warning.”

the guy's eyes widened. it then hit him. you were the girl the whole frat warned him not to fuck with. you were sukuna's.

"still wanna get to know her, kid?" this time sukuna is not smiling, he has no facial expression, you can only pray in your head that this will be over with. his grip on your waist tightens. he's already mad, you hate it when he's mad, he gets way rougher when you get home.

"i — i ... i didn't know —" panic painted his face, "oh my god . . i'm so sorry." he looked like his 'bout to cry, "i won't ever talk to her i promise." he starts to fidget, "i won't even look. i'm sorry, please."

sukuna hums, "go."

the guy wasted no second immediately rushing away from the both of you.

"that was kinda mean 'kuna he was 'bout to sob." you start leaning against his chest, "they're so fucking dumb."

"dude even said 'i won't ever look.' like i'd give him a chance to." he says scoffing, "they all want you, fuck, should i tattoo my name on your forehead or something, these pea brain ass kids can't really fit anything inside their heads, can they?"

"i only ever want you, though."

he then grins, "i know, no need to tell me, i'm pretty pissed though baby, angry sex, yes? ya up for it? i can do whatever i like, right?"

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kintojii · 8 months

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thinking 'bout best friend's brother suguru who gives you those look whenever you come around their place. he'll tease you about how you look today, telling you that you have a weird fashion sense but behind closed doors, he knows damn well that your body looks too good that it doesn't matter what you wear, suguru badly wants to take off those clothing pieces and strip you naked for him to see. suguru who cancels his plans with satoru when he overhears his sister talking to you on the phone talkin' about how you're almost there. he takes a good look at his face in his bathroom mirror before he goes out. man has a pretty girl to impress. "ugh you again." he always complains 'bout you coming over like he didn't pray for this the whole week.

satoru, his best friend, once caught him stalking your instagram page. "ooh new girl this week?" he teases through his sunglasses trying to take a good look at sugu's phone, "ya dating or what? tell me if your not, i can take her ya know, girls like that have always been my type" suguru lets out a scornful laugh, "man, fuck off, i want this girl."

suguru who basically tries to manipulate who to go out on a date with him. you rejected him when he asked you out, it was when his sister was busy in the kitchen. it was the perfect time, no distractions. "give me a chance, yeah? how you feel 'bout that, doll?" you said no because his sister wouldn't like that. she warned suguru about messing with any of her friends. suguru is not really the type of person to listen in the first place. plus his sister doesn't have to know. what is there to lose when you'll gain him? it won't matter.

"she'll know . . " he amusingly watched you contemplate. the fact that you want to say yes but the fact that he's your best friend's brother bothers you makes him laugh in victory. so you want him to all this time? he can have you now? suguru doesn't really care 'bout his sister not agreeing to your relationship. all he cares about you wanting him too.

"she'll only know if you tell her, will you tell her?" he asked cunningly leaning closer to you, "i won't . . if we ever go." you say quietly, you can't really say it out loud, not when he's basically almost on top you. "okaaaay, it's a date, write your number here, baby, let's start conversation tonight, yeah?" then he winks and leave. like nothing happened. geto suguru wins again, that cunning man.

#geto suguru #geto x reader #geto x you #jujutsu kaisen suguru #geto x y/n #getou suguru x reader #getou x you #geto imagines #jjk fic

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kintojii · 8 months

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LIES, LIES, LIES — #RYOMENSUKUNA

sypnosis: sukuna never expected you to break up with him out of nowhere. you blocked him through everything. now he stalks you on your social media, starting to wear less and going out with people he never met before.

#content: ryomen sukuna x fem! reader. 2.5k words. petty sukuna. mature language. heavy making out. he used to be a fuq boy. this was supposed to be a drabble but oh well. wrote this while listening to telekinesis, marvins room, ball w/o you, and hotline bling. not edited too lazyyyy eh

ryomen sukuna is so petty. and anxious. sukuna's anxious now that you are no longer his. for him, you are. you'll always be his. but not for you, no. not after you broke up with him out of nowhere. is this his karma for breaking too many hearts before?

he never posts about him going to parties or having fun in general. but these nights, he does. he shows everything in his instagram story because there's a chance you're watching him.

he wants you to watch him have fun without you. he'll do just fine without you. don't blame the man for acting petty, you broke his heart after all. but what sukuna did not know is that you were doing the same thing.

you blocked him the day you broke up with him. on all your social media. so on the same day, he made a burner account. how long has it been? you broke up with him — 5 weeks ago, he tried going after you the first two weeks, but it didn't work. he hasn't seen you in 3 weeks now. he checks it every hour of the day. he just wants to see. one thing about you is that he knows you don't post. so when he saw the colored circle around your picture he immediately clicked it.

it was a video of you. you wore his favorite dress. that short red sparkly dress. it was his favorite color, you knew that. you were holding a liquor in your left hand while singing along with the background music.

what's the title again? — ah. best i ever had. fuck, you really were the best he ever had. you're all he ever wanted. before, he'll be the only one to see this. again, you never post pictures or videos. instead, you send them to sukuna. you claim that he's the only one who should see them anyway. but now that situation has changed, you're showing that beautiful face to everyone. not just him.

the next slide is a picture of you and your friends — who are these people? he knows all your friends. new people? he doesn't know what's happening in your life now.

how the fuck did you even get to where you started?

where were you? at a party? friend's party? club? does it even matter, at the end of the day you were having fun. now, he's more uneasy than ever. you wouldn't sleep with anyone, right? you know better. you should. you could sleep with half of the world, you still wouldn't forget him. you'll always know him. you don't need anyone else.

he shouldn't text you. you wouldn't want that. no he won't text you. he'll get over it.

he’s not texting you.

sukuna what the fuck did i do wrong baby

sukuna answer

sukuna where are u

you ???

sukuna let's talk

sukuna we need it

you we ??? u mean u need it lol

sukuna i miss u

sukuna please let's talk

you fine, pick me up

you [xxx-xxx]

you found him waiting for you just outside your friend's house. he looks good. so much for a guy who's miserable without you. did he lie about that too? that he's miserable without you? he looks just fine. he was wearing a black compression shirt. he was at a party before this, you know that. you stalked his socials after all. who was he trying to impress? who did he fuck this time?

"you look grumpy." you plastered a smile on your face greeting him, "let's go there, it's quieter and it has uhm — privacy." you pointed at the empty dark garden. sukuna did not answer he only followed you, both of his hands tucked in his pockets. what time was it? — 11:05 at night. sukuna didn't look drunk. or high. he usually does when he goes to a party.

"what?" he starts, "what?" you asked back. he should talked. he was the one who rushed here. he was the one who bought you here when you should be having fun inside.

"you dressed up well." you feel his eyes on you. his observing you. you quickly look away. avoiding eye contact. you feel shy. you haven't seen him in almost three weeks. he hadn't stared at you like this in weeks. it's not like he has a chance.

"just talk about what you wanna talk about," you stated. you want this to be over with. because if this will continue, you know damn well, you'll be swayed.

"why?" he asked. that's all he wants to ask. a simple why. he just wants to know. he looks at you, his eyes never leave you. his not begging you with his words. it's those eyes that are begging you to speak up.

you loved sukuna. no, you love him. you spent the past weeks without him thinking about all his lies and cover-ups — all the things they said about him. you're insecure. maybe that's why. maybe being with sukuna is harming the insecurity more. because the more you're with him, the more louder you hear the voices of others insulting you.

you recall that first woman's voice, what exactly did she say again — "sukuna. your boyfriend. how long do you think he plans to keep you as his plaything?" then another one, "sukuna's funny. he really tries so hard to keep the girl by his side like he won't leave her when he gets bored." this one you overheard on the way to the bathroom. "you think sukuna loves that girl?" this one you also overhead, it was a full conversation bashing you, "probably not, his favorite one, maybe? we all know he never sticks to one."

he never sticks to one. sukuna gets bored easily. plaything. of course you try not to listen to them. they're not sukuna, but, they keep replaying, it's not like it's all a lie. before — sukuna had his way around girls like this. he is not the type to call a woman back the next morning after hanging out with them the whole night. he never likes commitment, the only commitment that he has ever done before you is his tattoos.

these thoughts eat you up. you broke up with him after a week of contemplating. you did it through a phone call. you might sound like an asshole but it was a decision for the sake of yourself. you hanged up before he can even speak.

but it didn't really stop there — he showed up to your work the next day. you pushed him away. then he shows up to your class. outside the building. again, you pushed him away. every time he comes he brings food, flowers, bears, and gifts. you claimed that he just wasted money. he was persistent.

he continued for two weeks. after that, he stopped showing up. you wondered if he was tired. he must've been.

you stalked him using your burner account that night he stopped coming. he was at a party. having fun. you also watch the stories of his close friends. just to get a glimpse of him more — he really was having fun. you swipe to the next post, it's a group picture. his arms around another woman. he has that cocky fucking smile on his face.

sukuna was back to being who he was before you. that night you cried your way to sleep. — did you even sleep? how can you sleep when he's out with other girls?

you stayed a mess for days. this night, your friend begged you to attend her birthday party. you decided to go. you needed it anyway. a night away from sukuna.

it was really supposed to be a night without sukuna. but you can't seem to — escape him.

"you and i." you start quietly finding the clear and right words to use, "we don't work."

he scoffs, "how the fuck do ya know that?"

he's always been a hard person to talk to, he's hard-headed. "because you're you. and i'm well — me."

sukuna knows you too well. he can tell that you're nervous. why are you nervous? you must be lying. he observes you — again. you're fidgeting. no. you're not lying but you're not telling him everything either.

"you haven't answered that question yet."

your eyes that are fixed on the ground glare at him, "i just answered, you have a hard time understanding."

he hums clearly not impressed, "why? tell me. then i'll decide if we break up or not."

"that's not up to you to decide, you know, you're being unreasonable again."

"talk 'bout being unreasonable, eh? who broke the relationship without one proper reason? it's clearly not me, baby."

he's frustrating. sukuna will always be frustrating.

"they —" you start. you can't help but pout, you don't wanna cry tonight. not with this pretty makeup on. but you're sensitive. you don't want to talk about this. you don't want to remember what they all said. you really did love him after all. you can only hold so much.

he noticed, he's observant. he takes a step closer to you, "hey — fuck — are you crying? don't . . baby . . hey it's okay you can tell me, okay?" he holds one of your hands and he wipes the little tears that are rolling down your eyes.

he knew it. there's something. something is bothering you. something you're not telling him. he wishes that he can kiss those tears away. he wishes that after this you'd come with him home. who dares to make his baby cry anyway?

"uhm . . they've been talking," you sniffle, "a lot about us — our relationship — me. saying a lot of mean things. and i don't like being treated like that suku. i hate it so much. they always say that — you're not really serious and that you'll fuck me over." you stop for a second taking a look at his face — is he mad? he looks glazed. his holding your hands tighter now. " . . and it's not like i don't trust you . . you know — it's just that i don't wanna constantly deal with them because i'm so fucking tired."

"then don't listen." sukuna calmly says. that's new. you expect him to react . . mad, annoyed, or hostile even. that's more likely his personality. but sukuna cares about your sensitivity. it wouldn't be a good decision for him to scream at you and scold you. he simply cares. "don't fucking listen (Y/N)"

sukuna understands now. for you, he does. he might be a asshole sometimes but he can be a decent guy if you need him to be.

"it's not your fault, baby, i'm not blaming you, i'll never do that. nothing is your fault."

he finally let go of your hand shortly and then pulled you into a hug, a tight one. ryomen sukuna is yearning for you. he lets out a sigh of relief. it's gonna be fine now. he'll fix everything. "don't listen to the lies, i swear, they're all lies." he continues, "they're not me, dumb, that's what they are."

"it's not even just that — you. you're such an asshole. you replaced me too fast!"

"when the fuck did i? woman."

"you keep partying with another woman. i saw everything, you know." you state grumbling at the pink-haired man, he chuckles, sneering "stalker."

it was all worth it. him being petty is worth it.

"you fucked that girl that you met at the party?" you asked hopeful for a no.

"hmm i'm no cheater, baby." he says proudly, "you know that better than anyone. i posted that for you to see. wanted to act petty, you know."

it was silence after that. you want to kiss him. the brooding vibe that occupied the space earlier is gone. the feeling is familiar now. it smells like sukuna now. maybe it's his expensive high-end perfume or maybe it's just him urging you to come back home to him.

"i only want the best for you. i promise. i'll do anything for you. can you just come back to me please? it's all me, just don't go." sukuna's truthful, "don't walk away, okay? we'll be just fine. i don't wanna lose this with you. listen to me once and not them. everyone thinks that they know us, they know nothing."

it's hard to believe that before this sukuna was that asshole who fuck and go. it's hard to believe that before you sukuna did not know how to love. how can you ever leave him when he loves you like this? this man who literally carries your groceries, he took the time to memorize you, all of you. he never left.

maybe that's why you had to give up so fast. because how deeply can you fall in love with him? you don't think can handle the pain of the things they said happening.

but after everything, he tells you that it's not your fault.

"kiss me, please."

it didn't even take a second for him to move, he let go of the hug and held your neck. he started slowly. it's like your lips are made for each other. how can they move so perfectly? you close your eyes and wrap your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss.

you opened your mouth letting his tongue in. his tasting you. he hadn't done this in weeks. he pulls your waist closer as he moves forward. he bites the bottom of your lip causing you to let out a moan only for him to push his tongue back in tasting every corner of your mouth.

he's craving for it. his hands traveled down your back to your ass as he rests his hands then gripping your butt cheeks. "miss you so much. you have no idea. all i can think about is your face, cunt, and your ass. i swear."

"sukuna, not here." you pull him away before he can do anything more, "let's go home first." you continue.

he smiles, cheekily, he won you at the end of the day. "ya fucked anyone when i wasn't around? your ass better makes sure no one touched you while you're wearing my dress. wearing my dress in front of these men with micro-sized dicks."

he knows though, even if you don't answer, he knows already. he knows that you wouldn't touch anyone other than him.

"oh, by the way, how do you plan on making up with me? you did break my heart. should i tie you up and blindfold you?" he stops, "or no, should i make you ride me till the morning? that sounds better does it?" he continues, "strip tease sounds nice though. face sitting also is nice, we don't do that often."

this man is a menace. his making a decision like his life depended on it.

"ahh fuck it." he grins, "doll face, i've made up my mind. let's do all of them hmm."

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kintojii · 8 months

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my main account is too messy im too lazy to update everything lordddd

#IMAGINE FIXING UR THEME AND UPDATING EVERY POST 😭😭😭😭#there’s too many things to settle there #plus I LIED A COUPLE OF TIMES ABOUT UPDATING 😭😭😭😭#i feel shyyyy ong

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kintojii · 8 months

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KASURIII 😭😭😭😭 omg it’s karma do u remember me ? 😭😭😭😭 bb i missed youuuuuu

OFC I REMEMBER UUUUUU I MISS U SO MUCHHHH 💓💓💓💓💓💓💓 HOW ARE U BABY how long has it been 😕😕😕 ur account has gotten so big IM SO PROUDDD IT’S LIKE I WAS THERE WHEN IT WAS JUST STARTING 😭😭😭😭

#MY GIRLIEEE #😫😫😩 i miss the small interactions #😭😭😭😭 luv u 💓💓

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kintojii · 8 months

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no one talks about how obsessed toji is with your ass. don’t bend over when ur in-front of him. no because he’ll fuck u right there and then. he wants to drool when u wear those tiny ass shorts that are only a bit longer than your panties. he’s so mean when he just randomly spanks u :( so harsh too. “toji — leave me alone.” “eh, i was talking to your ass, not u dollface.”

when you guys are out in public, his hand placements are bold enough to scare men away. he thinks that his hands are made for him to touch your butt and he’d rather die than witness another man lay hands on his babies bum. oh and please sit on his lap and maybe grind on him, he needs his daily dose of medicine.

#toji fushiguro #jjk toji #fushiguro toji #jjk imagines #toji fluff #jjk x you #toji headcanons #toji imagine #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji smut #dilf toji #toji x reader #toji x you #toji x y/n

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kintojii · 8 months

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❛ FAVORITE GIRL ❜ — toji fushiguro

warning. mdni, cheating, mature language, mild sexual scenes, toxic! toji, stripper! reader. toji is a married man fucking with a stripper

author’s note. hi it’s been a long time :(

toji fushiguro is not a good man. toji will never settle for one woman. he's toxic. he is not loyal. he doesn't spend his friday night inside his office signing paper works like he tells his wife. no, you'll see him in the club watching his favorite girl circle around the pole in the littlest clothing a woman can wear. he'll let those filthy men watch her dance so lustfully not knowing that she only dances for him. she only looks at him. after all, for toji, she's one special stripper.

this has been a routine for toji ever since one of his friends took him to this strip club. every friday. ever since the night that he step foot in the room, it's only ever been you who got his dick all hard. he let's you dance in front of everyone for a few minutes but after his fifth shot, you're all his.

"what'd you tell your wife this time? dinner with the guys? or is it the good old 'i'm at my office' excuse"

a egoistic smirk forms on his lips, "ya jealous, doll?" he utters, "who's the one fuckin' ridin' me right now though? the fuck ya gotta be jealous of?"

"m' not, asshole."

he watches you carefully as you grind on his crotch so desperately like a sex deprived woman. "miss me?" he as he grips the sides of your waist. you would lie if you said no, you miss him. so badly. after all this is what you've been waiting for all week.

if it weren't for toji, you woulda quit working in this shitty club.

"how many men ya had this week?" you feel his bulge grow under you as his eyes never leaves your figure, "none" you proudly say, you know it makes him happy, "i rejected every one of them, toji." smirking, “none of them can replace you. no one fucks me better than you, toji.”

he grins. his fucking good girl. you deserve all of him. he starts to lick the side of your neck making you moan lightly at the sudden action, “should i divorce her? hmm — you probably would want that.” he bites the part of your bra that was covering your right boob, he starts to lick your mound for a few seconds only to suck it afterwards while bringing left hands to message your other boob.

toji never fails to mark your body every time he haves it. to him, you’re really a ride-or-die chick, he doesn’t even know what that really means but he won’t stop fucking you anytime soon. even when his wife is starting to suspect him. he couldn’t careless. this is not punishment for him. you’re heaven.

“mhm — toj …”

“ya love this, do you not? you love having an old married man lust over ya.”

you’re so bad. you will never learn your lesson. of course you know that he won’t actually break up with his wife for you. not for a stripper. that’s ridiculous for toji. you belong to toji but toji will never belong to you. every session with him is all you can get.

toji always leaves a generous tip for you, surprisingly this time he leaves a note as well.

‘suck my dick next time, kay? then for reward, you can ride my face till your dripping cum. i’ll see u next week, after all being with u is my favorite time of the week <3’

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kintojii · 8 months

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❛ FAVORITE GIRL ❜ — toji fushiguro

warning. mdni, cheating, mature language, mild sexual scenes, toxic! toji, stripper! reader. toji is a married man fucking with a stripper

author’s note. hi it’s been a long time :(

"what'd you tell your wife this time? dinner with the guys? or is it the good old 'i'm at my office' excuse"

a egoistic smirk forms on his lips, "ya jealous, doll?" he utters, "who's the one fuckin' ridin' me right now though? the fuck ya gotta be jealous of?"

"m' not, asshole."

if it weren't for toji, you woulda quit working in this shitty club.

“mhm — toj …”

“ya love this, do you not? you love having an old married man lust over ya.”

toji always leaves a generous tip for you, surprisingly this time he leaves a note as well.

‘suck my dick next time, kay? then for reward, you can ride my face till your dripping cum. i’ll see u next week, after all being with u is my favorite time of the week <3’

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