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ladyrowrites · 2 months

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SPENDING VALENTINE’S DAY WITH JJK MEN ♡

A/N: I was supposed to post this on the weekend but I got sick. Anyway, all better now so enjoy reading :)

Warning: Implied smut, MDNI!!!!!

Contents: SO MUCH FLUFF! Valentine's day with Gojo, Geto, Nanami, and Toji

♡Gojo

This man will spoil you to death so of course he surprises you with SPA DAY! After brunch, he takes you to the luxurious Four Seasons hotel and you both go up to the 20th floor.

You look up at him, “Babe, where are you taking me? You already gave me flowers, chocolate and took me to brunch.”

He grins and winks at you, “Why are you still surprised babe? I am THE Gojo Satoru, ya know I’ll give you the world if you want to right?” While kissing your left hand.

You just rolled your eyes at him – arrogant as ever. He just weakly laughs, “Don’t worry about it, princess.”

The elevator opens and as you are stepping out, you can hear the serene music and see the waterfalls by the entrance. The spa receptionist bows and both greets you softly, “Good Afternoon, welcome to Four Seasons Spa.”

You squeeze his hands and he massages your back as a reply and says, “What? You need some pampering. You’ve been working too hard.”

The spa attendant leads you to change rooms and once you are in a comfortable robe, all your stress from work is instantly gone. You met him outside the change room and he was smiling so handsomely to you. You can hear all the spa attendants' squeal and side comments on how lucky you are.

Oh, he is loving this attention so you pinch him lightly on his left arm. He pretended to be hurt and laughed, “Let’s get this straight tho, Y/N, I am the lucky one.” Then he lifts up your chin and kisses you tenderly on your lips. You felt your heart exhilarate for a moment - Satoru really makes you feel emotions you haven’t experienced before.

“You ready?” While presenting you his manly hands for you to hold. You nodded and took his hands. You both did so much pampering with the couple's facial followed by the couple's massages and of course mani and pedi after.

After all the relaxation you did today, you feel like you’re ready to go home and sleep for atleast 12 hours, “Thank you Satoru for today. This was the best Valentine’s treat ever!” It was your turn to kiss him passionately. He sweetly smiles at you and tickles you on your sides then leaned in and whispers, “Anything for my princess… Now, it’s dessert time.”

“Dessert? I’m still so full from brunch!”

He has the biggest smirk plastered on his face, “Heh. You’re my dessert.” He seductively says to you.” While sliding his hands on your thighs.

♡ Geto

He took you to the restaurant you’ve been wanting to try. You can see the customers and waitresses looking at him with hearts in their eyes and for some reason you just want to grab and put your lips in his and proclaim to everyone that HE IS TAKEN! He read your mind though because he knows you too well.

He half stands up from his seat in front of you and pecks your lips. He sits down again and gently says, “Baby, you have nothing to worry about. I’m yours.” While stroking his thumb on your hands and staring at you like you’re the only person in the room. You love it when he reassures you like this.

Before leaving the restaurant, he says that he has a surprise for you. You are now walking towards his tattoo shop and so you looked at him suspiciously, “Hmm? Do you have a tattoo session today?” He said his day is free for you so it’s just odd that he’s taking you to his shop right now.

“Shhh, just follow me.” He opens the lock and leads you inside his studio. He then sits you on the black leather couch and gets his ipad to show you something, “Here, look at this stencil.” Then sits beside you.

You saw the drawing in his ipad and you were stunned, “Suguru? Wait, no… is this?” He nods at you, “Yes, that’s the tattoo you’ve been asking me to make and yes my surprise is to tattoo you today if you still want it.” You latch on his arms and excitedly respond yes!

He wraps his left arm in your waist, “Are you sure? Cause’ once I—”

“Yes, please! I’ve been wanting this piece! I’ve made up my mind and I promise, I won’t complain.” You give him the beautiful eyes, “Okay, but no whining, beautiful.” Then he stands up, puts his gloves on, and prints the stencil. The piece that you want is a polydamas swallowtail butterfly with a dagger in the center of it. The dagger was the same one from Mortal Kombat’s Skarlet because it’s both of your favourite video game to play even though he secretly always lets you win.

You want it in your sternum so you lifted your shirt halfway but he lifted it more and you caught his wrist, “Suguru!” He laughs, “Oh, but princess I have to put alcohol a little bit higher than that.” Higher means your boobs basically. You rolled your eyes and just said, “Ahuh.”

The tattoo lasted 3 excruciatingly painful hours. You wished that he actually told you that you were getting it today because you needed a numbing cream on your sternum. And even though Suguru was gentle, it still hurt, especially the shading portion but Suguru talked you through it and it was worth it in the end.

You thought that that’s it for the surprise but when you went home there’s petal red roses on the floor and a bouquet of peonies in your living room table with your favourite chocolates beside it. You hugged him and said thank you for being the sweetest man ever. You ate one of the chocolates right away because you can definitely have some sweets right now after all the pain you went through.

You offered him some and then he back hugs you while he speaks with a low guttural tone, “Hm, I’d rather have you tho.” And then softly places his lips on your neck.

♡ Nanami

You are of course a spoiled princess when it comes to Nanami. You are the love of his life and you are the one who taught him that there was more to life than just working away. You told him you don’t need any gifts for Valentines’ as he always treats you anyway. But he just nonchalantly says, “Love, don’t worry about it, it’s already handled.”

You wake up first to ensure you give him your gift first. You made sure he is still asleep so you tiptoed your way in the kitchen and grabbed the small box of cookies you made for him. You went to your bedroom again and you can’t help falling in love all over again - on how he was peacefully sleeping with his blonde hair touching his eyes and his chiseled face relaxed.

You sit by the floor next to his side of the bed and slowly comb his hair that was in his eyes. He steadily opens his eyes and smiles at you when he sees how close you are on his face, “Hi, gorgeous.” He says while pinching your nose playfully. “I have a small surprise for you my love.” Then you give him the neatly gift wrapped box.

He kisses you sweetly on your lips and sits upright by the headboard so you move to sit in the bed and wait patiently for him to open your gift. “You know my love, you didn’t have to, right?” He says while unwrapping it. Now, it was your turn to pinch his nose, “No! I have to. You’ve been really great to me, it’s only fair I give you one.”

He sees the cookies and he laughs, “Oh my, I didn’t know I looked this good.” The cookie you baked was his different expressions and that was not a lot but you tried your hardest imitating it in your cookies. “What? My favourite one is this one – the one where your eyebrows meet and I can already tell you’re about to lecture me face. Come on, eat one. Let me know how I did.”

“Hmmm, not bad at all. White chocolate, my favourite.” He says approvingly, “But you know what’s sweeter than this?” He puts your gift to the bedside table then grabs you by your waist and starts tickling you.

“Hey! Nanamin! Stop!” You said laughing. He then hugs you tightly and whispers in your ear, “Hmm, you know what the pottery class I booked isn’t until 3pm anyway… So we have lots of time.” He booked the pottery class because you love that pottery scene from Ghost and of course he wanted to be Patrick Swayze for you.

“Time to do what?” You innocently batted your eyelashes at him. He then goes on top of you and with his oh so low sexy voice says, “I think I’ll just show you gorgeous.” You giggled and slapped his biceps playfully, “NANAMIN!!!!”

♡ Toji

Toji isn’t really a romantic type so when you asked him what he wanted to do for Valentines, he just gave you a “What the fuck is that? Why is that a holiday? Look” You just rolled your eyes, not expecting anything anymore. You figure since you don’t think he’ll give you something, you decide maybe you'll just spend your time with your friends.

Valentines’ day comes and you are going out to lunch with your girlfriends Shoko and Utahime – they both called it “‘Galentine's” day since they don't have dates either. You do have a man tho, but he doesn’t celebrate it so it’s whatever. Just one day, you thought. You kiss Toji goodbye and you want to be irritated at him but he hugs and whispers to you, “I’ll be waiting for you to get home.” Then winks at you. He also tapped your ass while you walked away. You just rolled your eyes. He's such an ass man.

You were having lunch at the Italian place Utahime suggested and even though the cream gnocchi is really good, it’s been leaving a bitter taste in your mouth. “Girl, come on, don’t be so upset. You know Toji’s personality. He still loves you, he’s just not the celebrating type of guy.” Shoko comforts you.

“Yeah, you kinda signed up for this ‘ya know?” Utahime comments, “I knooooow. But still, even a box of chocolates or just a single stemmed flower, can he just do that?” You frustratingly reply.

“Tss. Valentines’ day is such a scam. You know that girlie!” Shoko says, “Yeah you’re right! Anyway, it’s Galentines’ day today so what’s next on our agenda ladies?” You tried to suppress all your irritation because whatever! Valentines’ is a scam for capitalism but it would not hurt him to just atleast give you something? Anything? Even a love letter. Again, whatever. You shake your thoughts.

“Oh yeah, how about bowling? Sounds good?” Utahime answers.

After losing to Shoko in bowling, they suggested another activity – archery.

“What? Can’t we just go to some bracelet making shit? I don’t know how to play that.” You whine. “Noooo, come on, this will make you forget your irritation at him. Just think of the target as Toji’s face.” Utahime drags you to the class which is conveniently near the bowling alley.

“Fine. I mean it’s too early to come home anyway.”

“Atta girl!” Shoko replies enthusiastically, “Don’t lose again to me, losers.” While making an L hand gesture.

Utahime and you both rolled your eyes at her, “Ugh, the attitude!” She jokingly replies.

When you cross over the street, you see a tall and buff man wearing black jeans and a tight black shirt. You know that built everywhere but you’re not sure at the same time because his face is covered with a bouquet of blue roses with tiny little teddy bears attached to it. Whoever is that girl, lucky, you thought.

You are distracted when Utahime leads you inside the Archery entrance, “Uhm so? Y/N, this is where Shoko and I leave you. We had a great Galentines’ day thanks to him.” You look so confused looking between Shoko and Utahime but they are giggling and pointing behind you. When you turned around you saw your tough looking boyfriend holding a bouquet of flowers. You are about to speak when they immediately say goodbye to you and wink, then mouthed, “Have fun.”

You now turn to your doting boyfriend - shocked. He playfully laughs and says, “You think I won’t do anything for my girl?” Then kisses you passionately and your heart begins to flutter and dance. He gives you the bouquet and you are just so stunned because you were not expecting anything from him, “You can close your mouth now babe. Haha, Come on, I’m not that heartless.” He then leads you to your archery lane.

He spends his time carefully teaching you how to angle the arrow right and where your shoulder should be. It was a bliss spending archery class with him even though he was praising himself more. Typical, Toji *eye roll*

Little did you know, there is more surprise because when you went home, there were white petal roses on the floor and a candlelit dinner ready, “You prepared all of this? And you cooked my favourite food too?” You shockingly asked him. He just smirks at you and says nonchalantly, “Well, I am the best boyfriend.”

He won’t admit it but Toji has some romantic traits under that tough exterior. Also, he asked your friends to take you out to distract you while he cleans the house, cook dinner and prepare all this – even giving Shoko the money to pay for lunch and a bowling outing for the three of you.

You move forward to Toji to hug him and he catches you by your waist so you wrap your legs around his torso and began kissing his whole face for being the most loving boyfriend and promised him that he’ll have the best dessert right after. *WINK WINK*

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peachsayshi · 4 months

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Hi, Peach! Hope you're doing well! After releasing JJK S2 I can't stop thinking about soft and gentle Suguru. I literally drown in love for him. My precious man😢 If you have the time and desire, could you write one, please?

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notes: I hope you enjoy this, nonnie! it's just a soft, domestic drabble with suguru <3 I apologize that it's taken me so long to get back to you, but I hope you enjoy this anyway! x wc: 727

tags: I wrote this in mind when suguru left jujutsu tech; it's fluffy and intimate, only slightly smutty in the end; size kink (ish?)

suguru traces his scarred knuckles down your spine; your damp, bare back a shimmering canvas of silk. you sigh dreamily, holding your knees tightly into your chest, softly inhaling the calming aroma of ylang ylang and salt as it wafts up in the steam from the tub.

the corner of suguru's mouth ticks into a grin.

you're perched between his legs. the two of you content in the silence surrounding you. suguru's hand treks upward from your tailbone, softly traveling along the column until his strong, but slender digits circle around the back of your neck. he runs his thumb over the impressions of his love, of the marks littered all over your neck.

you're here with me. he thinks with gratitude.

he arches forward, pressing a tender kiss to your shoulder. his other arm curling around your body as he swallows you into his broad chest.

"do you realize you are my world?" he whispers gently into your ear, his ethereal voice making you tremble, prompting ripples to form across the bath water.

you know it's true. it's undeniable , in fact. that's why you are here in this very tub with him right now. that's why he makes love to you like never before nowadays.

because despite everything that happened, your presence only proves just how deep the roots of your love for each other goes.

it's tangled up around your very hearts, around your very souls.

you unravel and suguru releases his arm to give your limbs the space to extend out. you spin around, waves forming and sloshing over the bath tub as you nestle into his arms. you're now facing him, your hands placed gently on his broad shoulders with his own resting just slightly above your hips.

"you're my everything," you respond, the timbre of your voice laced with only devotion.

"And you still love me..." he exhales timidly, not as an inquiry but a general statement. the front of his brows pinch with discomfort but he clears it away with his throat.

you wrap your arms around his neck to mold your body into his frame. chest to chest, heart to heart, limbs intertwined like the roots of your love. you kiss his forehead, the tip of his nose, and the right side of his cheek and your lover closes his eyes with content as he boldly receives your affection.

"suguru," you mumble against his lips, brushing over his mouth to ask for another kiss. he instantly obliges and parts them, because he's the only one who understands the language that your body speaks.

this kiss is warm, and romantic. suguru's tongue a delicate dancer and his soft lips a heavenly gift against yours. a hushed moan leaves him, the water ebbs and flows as he maneuvers himself to slot his leg between yours.

a game of slip and slide.

you squeeze your thighs tightly around his, the roll of your hips makes the heat envelope you, and your mind starts to spin. you release yourself from the kiss, panting slightly against his jawline.

"take me," you beg sweetly, so perfectly that suguru can feel himself twitch. "make love to me"

you gasp when his fingers pinch at your taut nipples, and swallow a cry just when he finds your lips once more.

"say that again..." he murmurs, using his strength to lift you up and align his tip against your entrance.

"m-make love to me..." you whimper as he draws you down his length, stretching you superbly that your eyes roll to the back of your head.

he chuckles with amusement, his face dropping to the side of your neck with his heavy breath fanning over the marks, and sending goosebumps to form all over your upper body.

"again..." he says with conviction, like he can't get enough of those words slipping from your pretty lips. his tongue rolls over the imprints, and he catches a hickey between his teeth and nips you playfully.

"make...love to-ah!" you squeak when he thrusts his hips upwards, squeezing your arms around his neck tightly to hold on. suguru is lost in a trace, his hands gripping your ass as he steadily works you up and down his shaft.

the water pours over the tub in a surge, streams over the ceramic and loudly claps against the bathroom tiles in thunderous drops.

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notmazikeen · 14 days

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choso edit i made (this is terrible i’m so sorry 😭😭)

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tripleyeeet · 4 months

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SWEETER THAN DEATH

SUMMARY: The absorption of a curse has always been disgusting and lonely. Well, at least until Gojo showed up.

PAIRING: Geto Suguru & Gojo Satoru

WORD COUNT: 2,244

WARNINGS: Brief descriptions of vomiting, angst, Geto POV, my own silly headcanons about Geto's connection to curses. :)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi, I saw this headcanon and my JJK brain rot grew three sizes in the span of a minute, so I made this. Also, knowing me I'm probably going to get consumed by these two so if you want to be tagged in future JJK stuff just let me know!

MASTERLIST

The flavour is revolting. A combination of putrid acidity and rotten flesh —it’s the kind of taste that would churn even the strongest of stomachs, resulting in Geto himself struggling to suppress it.

As he stands alongside Gojo, imagining the process of its inevitable digestion, he still can’t manage to do it in front of people. Fearing that they might judge his lack of composure each time he has to force the cursed sphere down, he merely pockets it instead. Muttering something along the lines of I’ll save it for when I’m hungry at the same time Gojo stretches his spine, acting none the wiser.

“What do they taste like anyway?”

They taste like death, he wants to say, like a decomposed corpse that’s expelled its insides or a pile of vomit left out in the sun. Instead, though, he just shrugs and tells him they’re flavourless. An empty vessel that fills him up but fails to provide the enjoyment of actually eating a proper meal.

An answer that Gojo thankfully accepts with a nod before moving on—both of them walking down the street as he starts yammering on about whatever topic of interest he’s deemed exciting enough to share. Forever failing to catch on to the fact that all Geto wants is some peace and quiet as they make their way back to campus.

This time it’s movies. Specifically Western ones. None of which Geto has seen or has any interest in, considering all he can think about is the curse that rests against his palm. Specifically how it causes his skin to itch with need despite wanting nothing more than to toss it as far as he can so that he doesn’t have to experience it slipping down his throat.

He’s still not entirely sure why it happens but after a curse has been exorcized it’s as if this connection forms inside his brain. One that requires him to swallow the damned thing as quickly as possible, assuming there’s some sort of time limit. As if he doesn't, something bad might happen. So much so that, even now, even though it’s only been a few minutes since he initially got rid of it, he can feel it calling out to him in the back of his mind. Begging for him to eat —screaming at him to absorb its contents until suddenly they find themselves in the heart of Kyoto.

At which point Geto can hardly contain the temptation. Palming the sphere with tightened fingers, it’s as if he can feel the curse inside pressing against the outer walls. Its voice echoing overtop of whatever Gojo’s saying now. Forcing him to close his eyes and breathe as he digs his nails into his own flesh, forcing his hands to his sides rather than inside the pockets of his pants.

“It looks so good! We should definitely see it when it comes out!” Gojo practically yells —most likely still talking about movies, prompting Geto to press his lips into a false smile and nod.

Something he does quite often these days thanks to the amount of missions they’ve been going on.

“Do you have a favourite?”

In response, he blinks, trying to force himself to return to the conversation. To seem like he’s present and calm rather than bursting at the seams with fear. “Hm?”

“Movie, Suguru!” Gojo chastises, rolling his eyes at Geto’s lack of attention as he shoves his arm. “Weren’t you listening?”

“Course.”

“Liar!”

This time Geto rolls his eyes. Unable to come up with a clever rebuttal thanks to the curse’s desire to be consumed as quickly as possible.

“I swear, you’re always elsewhere.”

“What do you mean?”

“That head of yours.” Before he can process what Gojo is doing he feels his index finger pressed against his forehead, pushing him backwards roughly. Forcing Geto to grunt at the impact before swatting away his hand. “It’s got you distracted.”

“I’m not distracted.”

“Then what’s my new favourite movie?”

Again, Geto fails to come up with a response, resulting in the humiliated feeling of Gojo Satoru being right. A feeling so utterly embarrassing that for a moment he forgets that he should be excusing himself to feed. To give in to the pressure of the curse’s voice penetrating every corner of his mind. To force the rotting flavour down his throat so that he can once again feel nothing.

It takes a while, but eventually, when there’s a pause in Gojo’s one-sided conversation, he lies and says he has to go to the bathroom. Another excuse his friend accepts without question, pulling out his phone while Geto walks a block back before dipping into the nearest alleyway. Completely unaware of the shaking hands that pull the curse out of Geto’s pants pocket.

EAT ME. EAAAT ME.

By the time he’s out of sight, the voice is borderline hysteric as it sits in his hand. Causing him to narrow his eyes in annoyance, almost immediately he raises the sphere to his mouth while clearing his throat, preparing the space with reluctant thoughts. Wishing just once he can find it in himself to consume without struggle. To taste without the urge to vomit. To feel, just this once, like his ability is more than just a fucking curse.

Swallowing hard, he does his best to imagine something else in his mouth. Dorayaki, cheesecake —hell even those awful black sesame cookies his mom used to make when he was a kid. Anything to distract himself from the truth as he slips the curse between his lips, immediately gagging when the acrid taste first hits his tongue.

He isn’t sure why but every time feels worse than the last. As if the continual ingestion of these creatures is somehow rotting him from the inside out. Consuming his quality of life each time he’s forced to absorb it.

Which is ultimately an assumption he thinks about often. Considering that’s all he’s become lately, the idea that he’s been deemed as nothing more than some glorified maid being sent out to clean up messes really pisses him off. Especially because he knows that despite being an equal level to Gojo, the only reason he’s allowed to tag along is because everyone knows he’s a liability. A potential threat they might need to subdue in the future.

Deep down, he knows he’s one wrong thought away from being subdued. After exorcising and absorbing over and over and over again, he can feel the madness slipping through. All the questions of whether or not it’s worth it to continue running rampant through his thoughts as he inevitably spits the curse out, heavily breathing through the rancid taste of failure yet again.

Under his breath, he swears and roughly grips the curse feeling his limbs begin to twitch —the angered voice returning before he can even think to suppress it.

EATMEEATMEEATMEEATME!

And all he wants is to listen. To grant the voice it's wish so that he may get his. But at the back of his mind, all he can think about is death. How it lingers against his taste buds, filling every crevice of his mouth with the kind of flavour he’d hardly wish upon his worst enemy. How it causes his thoughts to shift to a world where curses no longer exist. A world where he can finally live and breathe and—

“Suguru?”

He’s on his knees panting through the pain. Still gripping onto the sphere, instead of raised into the air it’s wedged between the concrete and his palm. Becoming more and more pressurized the longer Geto stares at Gojo’s frame, realizing he’s been had. That the illusion of his strength has been reduced to weakness in a matter of seconds.

A fact that makes him wish the taste inside his mouth was real. That instead of death on his tongue there was instead death in his heart. In his stomach and his lungs —spreading throughout his system in a path that would eventually lead to nothing but darkness.

Kneeling on the ground, he wishes he were dead instead of staring into the bluest eyes he’s ever seen, watching them narrow with worry. Seeing them twist and turn into shapes filled with panic and confusion and pity until they’re sitting directly in front of him.

“What’s wrong?”

For a while, he doesn’t respond. Instead, he only lowers his head and closes his eyes, allowing the breath of his lungs to filter through his tainted throat. Desperately attempting to coat it in a layer of something other than the leftover flavour of the curse until he’s able to look at Gojo, muttering out a pained bad.

“Bad?”

He nods his head, watching Gojo glance around the alley. Paying no mind to the curse in his hand until eventually it clicks and all he can do is stare. Focusing on the way Geto’s fingers angrily grip the sphere. Most likely wondering why he’s spent all his time lying about something so trivial as taste.

“I thought you said they don’t taste like anything.”

Despite everything, all Geto does is laugh darkly, shaking his head. Trying to act as calmly as possible even though the curse's voice is fully ripping its way through his mind now.

“Guess I really am a liar.”

“Do they always taste bad?” Gojo asks, reverting the subject to its original topic. Prompting Geto to wonder why he cares to question an answer that’s so obviously right in front of him in the first place.

Because sure, Gojo’s always been a bit ignorant of these kinds of things, deeming himself too important not to be given exactly what he wants regardless of how easy it is. But he’s never acted like that with him. At least, not in such a personal way. Not in a way that could result in some sort of crossed boundary.

So, it throws him off. As he looks back up, watching Gojo’s hand tentatively rise to cup his cheek. How his thumb shifts to stroke the highest point of his bone structure before brushing away the loose hairs that have fallen in front of his face. How somehow the tenderness of his touch feels like the most painful thing he’s ever experienced, unaware of whether his actions are the result of pity or not.

Which is why he brushes him off. Throwing his arm in the way of his friend’s lingering hand, he can’t help but groan at the sudden lack of contact as he falls back. His back crashing against the brick wall behind him as he glares into Gojo’s eyes.

As it happens, Gojo jumps at the sudden movement but doesn’t do anything to stop it. Instead, merely allowing Geto to stir in his anger as he hugs the curse against his chest, trying not to cry.

Because despite the strength he manages to exude each time he stands alongside Gojo, deep down he always feels this weak. As he blinks back tears, hearing the repetitive chant of the curse in his hands —feeling the madness it inflicts as Gojo inches a bit closer, telling him that he’s okay in such a contradictive way— all he can do is sit. And stare. Attempting to calm himself down as Gojo shoves a hand into his pocket, eventually producing a closed fist.

“Here.”

Almost immediately, Geto looks at him with confusion. The kind of look that results in Gojo scoffing in annoyance and opening his palm to reveal a piece of candy.

“Listen, I don’t know if it’ll help but—“

“I’m fine.”

“Sure, okay… but maybe it’ll make it easier.”

He wants to tell him that it won’t. That no matter how hard he tries to get rid of the taste that remains long after he’s consumed a curse, it’s always there. Sitting in the farthest corners of his body, waiting for their chance to become present once again. Waiting to make him feel disgusting and weak and—

“Stop being so prideful and take the damn candy, Suguru.”

Before he can deny him again Gojo grabs one of his hands and places it in the centre. Keeping it locked lightly around Geto’s wrist as the two of them continue to stare, wondering what the other’s thinking. Both of them trying to find the best way to go about this vulnerable moment they’ve just shared until Gojo lets him go.

At which point Geto feels that tinge of pain again. The one where he isn’t sure why his friend is doing this. Why, instead of chastising him for a weakness he’s repeatedly lied about, he’s offering support. Why he’s sitting there, allowing him to sift in the screams of this spherical curse for as long as he needs.

“It gets worse every time,” he eventually tells him. Unable to hold back the way his voice breaks through each syllable. A sound that further paints just how weak he is at this moment as Gojo sighs.

“What does it taste like?”

“Death.”

“Death?”

He nods just as Gojo starts to look around, eventually producing a small grin that leaves Geto confused all over again, watching him reach out to touch his head again.

“Guess we’ll need to get you something sweeter then,” his friend suggests, and despite knowing that still probably won’t help, Geto merely nods again, feeling Gojo’s fingers ruffle roughly through his hair before he’s suddenly standing up and offering a hand Geto isn’t quite sure he deserves to hold.

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bnpd · 2 years

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❝ 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝙊𝙐𝙏 ❞

characters: sukuna <3

tags: modern!au, established relationship, NSFW?, fluff, not proofread, well it is but not completely. I wrote this late. it’s a drabble. UPDATED / EDITED.

word count: 1.8k

summary: just a small little scenario of sukuna taking you out to a party, club or bar. anything applies! just out. <3 enjoy!

This was obviously your idea. Sukuna is a homebody, and if he doesn’t have to leave the house to interact with others, he won’t. But it was a tough week for you, and refused to let his girlfriend go out without him.

Don't get me wrong though; he'd take you anywhere you ask him to. He genuinely just prefers alone time because then he has the chance to just do whatever he'd like with you. (Not that he wouldn't do it in public.)

Imagine he's waiting for you in the living room, scrolling through his phone. He is 100% looking through your pictures on Instagram, or anything remotely related to you. Maybe an ugly candid picture he took of you sleeping or in the middle of talking. He’s kind of chuckling to himself at how funny, yet cute, your face looks.

He either scrolls through your socials, messages shared between you two, and pictures he took of you, basically anything you.

When he hears the door open and close, he automatically shifts his attention to you. His red eyes practically sparkle at your outfit, and he inwardly groans. Like a dog in heat.

He’s reminded, once again, of how you beautiful you are. The way your legs are on full display thanks to the mini skirt you’re wearing, making him want to leave a trail of kisses that run up your legs.

The way you’re wearing the heels he got you for your birthday, along with many other generous gifts, like the thin simple silver necklace that used to be his that you never take off. The charm bracelet he also gifted you, adorned with charms he has gotten you throughout the years. But nothing can compare to the ring you wear on your ring finger, a promise ring he got you for your 2-year anniversary. He has a very similar one on his ring finger.

Everything about you screams his, and he adores it.

He is obsessed with you I’m telling you.

One thing about this man is that it may be hard to get him to develop romantic feelings for you but once he does, I promise you he will never let you go. Sukuna is very possessive in the way he loves.

You should have known what you were signing up for because when you two for first met it took you guys forever to get together. Maybe like 2-3 years. YEAH. Maybe even more. Seriously.

Bro was fighting demons I tell you. The demon being himself. #emosukuna.

I’m kidding, but I say this because he was just never one to be interested in a relationship. Anyway I’m getting sidetracked. BACK TO THE ORIGINAL HC. (I’ll write about it later I promise xx).

He beckons you over to where he’s sitting with either a “C’mere princess” or just a pat on his thigh as he spreads his legs to make room for you.

You basically skip over there. Comfortably sitting yourself either on his thigh or in the small spot on the couch between his legs.

He instantly has his hands on your waist caressing the exposed skin your outfit grants him the privilege of seeing. Every time you guys go out he will 100% put it out there that he is more than willing to stay at home, and just fuck you in your king-sized mattress that he just barely manages to fit in sometimes. AND sometimes you actually agree to stay and fuck all night long. You two are horny.

Once he’s done complimenting you, and spoiling you. You two are ready to go. He’ll either have his hand wrapped around your waist or you two will hold hands and he’ll have you lead the way so he can stare at your ass from behind. Most of the times he guides you with a hand on your hip, waist or neck. And because he’s so tall he’ll sometimes but his hand on your head and move you like a joystick.

He would also take pictures of your ass, and walking legs.

Now one of the great things about having Sukuna as your boyfriend is the scary dog privileges that come along with it. When I tell you no man will approach you on your night out, and bother you, I mean no man. He is always just there.

He won’t dance unless you beg him to. I feel like y’all would probably fuck on the dance floor. Like that dry humping kind of dancing. Kind of hot ngl.

Anyway, expect him to be super protective. His eyes will never leave you no matter how far or close you are. His eyes will remain on you.

Now let’s say… while you’re out dancing and having fun… you put on a little show for him. Pray for your pussy.

He’s definitely pulling you away, and fucking you in the nearest bathroom. Or you’ll run off to his car, and have him eat your pussy there.

I feel like his eyes would soften as he watched you have fun though. Nothing makes him feel better than watching you just be happy. He is probably the only person you will ever trust, and vice versa.

He won’t drink because he wants to be alert, not that he’s a lightweight but it makes you feel better knowing that he’s not drinking while you get shitfaced. He has a high alcohol tolerance so he’d probably take a few drinks, and call it a night.

After you get tired, and just want to bask in his presence. You guys would just sit there. Like before, he’d have you sitting on his lap, or on his thigh. Expect his face to be buried in your neck, as has an arm wrapped around your back, and the other around your waist holding you close. These moments are always reserved for the two of you whether you’re out or alone.

If a guy does decide to approach you, expect a bored look from Sukuna as he stares into this man’s soul. And you feel his grip on you tightening, and just shifting you closer. He is like a territorial dog.

#menonleashes okay that was my last hashtag. He also holds your shit for you. Your purse, your drink, your sweater, or your heels if you get tired of wearing them. Expect him to have a pair of sandals in his car for you <3.

Big softie but don’t tell anyone or else… I just feel like he’s the kind of guy that will do the sweetest shit for you but has such a resting bitch face. He’ll act like he’s tired of you but this man can’t get enough of your endearing personality.

Speaking of which, if you get tired of wearing your heels he’d just pick you up bridal style, and carry you until you reach his car. If anything, he would probably hold you for longer.

Whether you’re tired or not, he’d pick you up if you want him to.

Imagine Sukuna actually wearing your purse though. Like he’d have this super girly bag on his shoulder. He’d rock it with confidence because he does not gaf.

If some sort of altercation happens at the party. Like maybe you get into an argument with another girl about something. And it escalates into something that’s on the verge of being physical just know he will jump in. If she tries to lay a hand on you he’d 100% block it. Asshole & defensive Sukuna is rated-e for everyone.

He also watches over you for this specific reason. Drunk you happens to be too...free. Now don’t get me wrong, you’re amazing, and you’re not problematic. If anything you’re one of those girls that help another girl in need at a party. Consider yourself those bathroom girls that would comfort another girl crying in the bathroom. #bathroomgirl

But that does not mean you’ll take shit from someone. You stand up for yourself. Sukuna knows you do not need him to protect yourself, but he rather you don’t lift a finger.

Now let’s say a girl bumps into you like that shit was intentional, or maybe it wasn’t but she doesn’t apologize. Sukuna probably thinks to himself ‘here we go’. When he hears you make a sly comment, and he almost smiles to himself. He, himself. is problematic. He finds it funny until she insults you. [Insert Sukuna eyebrow raise]. The only person, who can insult you, is him. LMFAO.

He is your biggest fan and your biggest hater.

You are a power couple. Like a tag team. People need to expect to get rocked if they go against you two.

Anyway what else am I forgetting? OH! After you two leave the party, bar, or club. He drives you to his house. If you get there and are still sober. You guys would either have lazy sex or full on sex, depending on your moods. You guys will share a look before ravaging each other.

BUT if you’re too tired he’ll do everything for you.

All your stuff is at his house anyway. Your skin care products, your hair products, your clothes, and your toiletries. He’d sit you on the bathroom counter and get started.

Then afterwards change you out of your clothes, and into something comfortable, like his boxers and one of his t-shirts.

He’d take you to his bed, and tuck you under the covers. Afterwards he’s sliding in right next to you, and pulling you close to his chest and pressing a kiss to your forehead as he absentmindedly runs his hands through your hair.

You guys would probably still have sex the next morning.

And that concludes a night out for you. <3

feel more than welcome to submit a request <3

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sailorslash · 1 year

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Please send me your favorite GoFushi recs under 5k. I haven't found any fics that I like yet and it's upsetting bc I think they're cute together.

#jjk #jjk fan fic #gofushi #fic rec #pls #fic request #idk how to tag this #im just listing tags and hoping ppl show up #send fic recs

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s4turn-ly · 3 months

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And more from six feet over by caramelsuguru in A03!

THIS FIC MAKE'S ME FEEL SO SOFT OKAY??? CUTE CUTE CUTE

#fan art #geto suguru #gojo satoru #satosugu #gojo x geto #jujutsu kaisen #my art #jjk #goge #im crying #im so normal about them #i need more fics abour college au or i gonna die

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bts5sosempire · 1 year

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the tyrant (yandere series)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: old time, power imbalance, peer pressure, slow-burn yandere, mentions of drug usage (safe and unsafe), dark, mature, infertility issues, body multilation, a minor character introduction (oc), food spiking, violence, etc.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: "you were the apple of sukuna's eyes, the one who brought him solace and everything. the only thing you were incapable of was giving him a child, an heir he wished to spoil like how he did to you."

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔.𝟓

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗

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jeonsbabygirlsworld · 1 month

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DESIRE PT.2

SUMMARY: Life was easy until you meet the eye candy of your life and the adventure with him is a hell of ride, but there is certain someone who seems to get hurt in this.

PAIRINGS: Bartender Yoongi X reader (ft Gynecologist Jungkook)

WORD COUNT: 1.8K

WARNINGS: Smut, reader is a flustered cause of course its Jungkook, eekkk Eunwoo is here as well! but he's here only for this chapter, that's it ig, Jungkook is Mia, but he soon will be here!!

SMUT WARNINGS: Doggy, blowjob, fingering, cum eating.

Note: this is inspired by a web series and I’m GONNA EDIT IT, I’m not gonna make it a whole ass 3 season containing 10-12 episodes per season and I felt like I could do something with this series. Thankyou

Work work work......

these past days it's been hell for you from the meetings and cracking up deals you were tired of it , but you still showed up every other day at the office. The interns and other employees did no good when they were asked to fill up your place when you were late for the office.

What kept you alive between this constant hectic schedule was a shot of vodka to wash down all the stress at your and the girl's favourite bar, you guys would spend the almost whole night until it was Yoongi telling you it was time to close the bar for the day.

Just like any other Friday night, you were here with your girls chatting about all the stuff which happened this week and they try to console you saying it's all right and you will pass through it, both of the girls then reach over to give you a warm hug.

Spending a few hours with them Chae gets a call from her husband telling her that he desperately needs help with the 3-year-old. “I'm sorry guys I have to leave, Yu-Jin seems to have a fever and she needs me” Chae says grabbing her purse and getting ready to leave.

Telling Chae a very goodbye and telling her to take care, Yuna is the next one to leave after she gets a call from her girlfriend, she hesitates to look at you, and you tell her it is fine and she can leave, she initiated a small hug and presses kiss on your forehead before she apologizes again.

Feeling alone in this busy bar, you see a busy Yoongi serving drinks on the countertop with Taehyung right beside him, maybe he saw you staring at him so you wave your hand and ask him if it's okay if you can come and sit there, he says he's more than happy to have you there.

"Hey, miss how are you? doing okay?" Yoongi asks before serving the last customer for the time being and telling Taehyung to look after them, "I'm okay I guess work is killing me, the meetings and the deals and whatnot is what I'm bored of you tell me?" Sighing you wait for him to answer, and he chuckles and says he's completely fine.

Yoongi places two glasses in front of you one for him and the other one for you of course, pouring in some of your favourite Japanese malts you chug it down with a “Cheers” Groaning at the taste he brings up some fries on the side and you thank him for being considerate.

"I'm bored yoongi, I wanna go on a trip or something." The tipsy you come out of you, and you slur occasionally while speaking “Calm down y/n, it's enough shall I call a cab for you?” Ever so sweet Yoongi asks you just because you are out of it after having the shots you had with the girls and the three glasses of malt with yoongi.

Yoongi soon books a cab and tells the man to drop you at the place, you reach your home soon after the fifteen minutes of the ride just to see your ex- fuck buddy right outside your house.

“Eunwoo? What the fuck? when did you come back?” Your mood instantly lights up after seeing him after so long and all the tipsiness goes away. “Hey y/n, I landed a few hours ago and thought of visiting you first and right when I was about to call you, here you were” He says with a bright smile.

You intended to initiate “Just a hug” but you don't know how he is under the sheets right now eating you out like a hungry man, “fuck right there woo” you moan and reach a good orgasm after a long time, your vibrator did no good until you felt a tongue or fingers or even someone's dick at this point.

Upon reaching your orgasm the man between you now hovers above you with his lips drenched in your release, and grabs on his hard length and positions right where your hole clenches, the release makes the slide just perfect for him to slide inside you and a moan tremble from his lips.

“Yeah perfect, keep going,”you say and grab on the small wisps of hair on the back of his head, and he grunts at the tight fit making him almost “relax angel, I promise I'll be good just please....”soft moans leave his mouth and both cum at the same time.

After a few minutes, Eunwoo lays on the side of your bed and talks to you until an awkward silence fills in and you call his name softly “Eunwoo...” sighing he gets up and leaves the bed and soon goes to grab his clothes and place a last kiss on your cheeks before telling you goodbye.

You sigh feeling bad for telling him to go but yeah you were always like this, and he knows it well just like that waking up from the bed you grab on the new sheets to change and place soft pillows all over your big bed and go back to sleep peacefully.

THE NEXT MORNING

“Hey hi! I'd like to order a butter croissant and black coffee” You get the cash ready and tell the counter women to take your order, not realizing you hear someone calling your full name and when you turn around to see it no one then "Mr. jeon your gynaecologist."

With a flustered smile, you tell him a quick "hi" before paying her the bill and getting off the line, you didn't expect him to get off the line with you, in a flustered state you ask him if he lives here and all the stuff and grab your order just to tell her she can pack this as a takeaway.

Rolling her eyes she packs up the drink and food and gives you the bag while Jungkook just gives you a crooked smile and walks out “Hey by the way I got my period last week” you tell him, and it gets more than awkward it was earlier.

“Oh, that's great, good to see you” Jungkook says, and you wave a quick bye when you get a call from your coworker and leave the place Jungkook stands there, and a smirk paints his lips.

This is the fourth time you are pissed at your coworker today; they fucked up the most important file “Can you at least get me a copy of the papers?” you ask again getting disappointed again “Sorry ma'am I didn't get the photocopies of it” Your intern says and you just sigh.

“Okay maybe try searching the file again, and if not I'll contact the clients and tell them to send the original copies,” you tell and dismiss the meeting, at this point, you need nothing more than a cold martini.

“Can you believe Chae, they misplaced the fucking file, I'm glad they weren't the original or else I would've been fucked” you say very much pissed at the events which happened today, while Chae and Yuna just sip on their drinks after trying to calm you down.

“Chill baby, everything's going to be fine you need to calm down y/n” your friends tell you and you just sigh, you long for nothing more but a break from this bullshit, paying up for the drinks today you say goodbye to your friends and go ahead to meet yoongi, who is the position of cleaning up for the day.

“Hey, how are you y/n?” Yoongi asks in a very yoongi manner his front teeth appearing when he talks to you, and you tell him all the events happening with you while he places two glasses of whiskey in front of you.

You don't even notice it is past one a.m. until Eunwoo texts you.

EUNWOO🫣🫣: hey, you up?

YOU: busy right now.

YOU: rain check?

"Another glass?" you ask him after chugging down the remaining glass while Yoongi hesitates and tells you he needs to stock up for a party which is happening tomorrow, you give him an embarrassed smile and tell him it is fine, and you will leave Yoongi feels equally embarrassed to cut you off for the night.

YOU: Free now, will be in 15 mins.

"Fuck right there" you moan at your ex- fuck buddy who is fucking you like a slut, your face down facing the sheets while he hammers from the back, his moans and grunts fill the room, and the room smells of sex and sweat.

"Fuck baby, you are so tight, missed me while I was away, right?" Eunwoo mutters while thrusting inside you and you choke on your moans and manage to mumble a small "yes" clenching on the sheets you cry for more, you needed this after a long day at work.

"Gonna cum.....ye-ah right there" you shutter at one point when he finds your g -spot, the slapping of his hips fastens just when you cum and cream his cock, and the man behind you slows and pulls out a bit just to see the creamy slick forming at the base, "fuck so messy y/n," Eunwoo says while he fills you up with his hot cum.

"On your back baby," he says, and you obey at lightning speed and your eyes shut at the moment when he nibbles on your pebbled nipples, you twitch at the feeling until you moan out loud when his thumb rubs on your clit and his index finger enters you.

Your pussy gushes out the mixture of both of your releases and messes up the sheets under you, Eunwoo continues to slurp and nibble your nipples while you whine at the overstimulation and fall apart on his fingers again for the second time in the night.

"lay down wanna suck you off real good" you whisper and kiss his lips in the heat of the moment, now that you are in between his thighs you start laying some soft kisses all over the tip and he whines at the sensitivity.

The taste of your releases still lingers on his tip, and you whimper at the taste, sucking on the tip Eunwoo above you is about to lose on for the second time, his soft grunts surrounded the room as you palmed and layed soft kisses on his balls.

The tightness of the grip he has on your hair ensures you that he is about to cum and increase your pace in palming him and you soon let him cum in your mouth and you swallow like a good girl you were.

You don't know why you let Eunwoo stay even after it was ruled to never let any fuck buddy stay at your house after fucking but here you are in his embrace and cuddling him.

A/N: Thank you for the reading ik it is confusing not Appeling ending or the whole chapter I'm sry but I'll do better. tag list is open.

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the next time y’all want to comment or come in my submission box with nonsense, do this.

slowly get on your knees, put your hair up, undo my zipper, and let my 12 inch dick hit you on the cheek and suck that mother fucker then ride it atp.

i fucking hate what my page has become. y’all make me sick. i thought the more “open” i got the more people would understand me and shit but y’all mfs be riding my dick hella hard.

obviously this is not for the people following me/supporting me!

ik this may seem harsh but it’s really annoying when people don’t understand boundaries nor how to take a fucking joke.

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drakulana · 3 months

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#one piece #fanfiction #one piece x reader #one piece fanfiction #jjk fanfiction #jjk fan fic #jjk x reader #jjk #poll

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ladyrowrites · 2 months

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"EX-BOYFRIEND NANAMI"

A/N: This was a request by @patpatspatz yes, it's long and there will be a part 2 :)

Pairings: Nanami x Afab reader

Warning: Little bit of angst, swearing

Part 2

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami who broke up with you two years ago because he was afraid that he’ll lose you like he lost Haibara. You told him it was a stupid reason and that Jujutsu Sorcerers don’t live long so why not be happy and be in love while you still can. He was adamant about his decision so you told Principal Yaga that you're moving to Kyoto to teach there instead.

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami who saw a glimpse of you walking the aisles of Tokyo Jujutsu High as all the sorcerers were called in a meeting of planning the defeat of Geto Suguru on December 24th. You still look so beautiful, he thought, especially now that your hair is longer. It suits you so well. He shook his thoughts immediately because he believes he doesn't have the right to think of you that way now. You had been dreading this meeting because you really don't want to see your ex but you can't say that because 1.) That’s so unprofessional and 2.) Geto Suguru is a threat now! But why the fuck does he look so good in that beige suit?! When did he become this hot? Ehem, you mean professional looking with his slick hair and blue glasses. You have been hiding yourself behind Miwa so he doesn't notice you but you can’t help glancing secretly at him (Fuck, he’s so handsome) but little did you know, he knew you were peeking at him so he hides a little smirk. Did you even listen to the plan or were you busy eye fucking your ex boyfriend?

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami who was now 2 feet away from you because Principal Yaga called the two of you after the meeting. You wished your Jujutsu technique was invisibility because you really want to vanish right here right now. Principal Yaga announced that the two of you will be assigned partners on December 24th as both of your techniques go well together and will help the Tokyo team a lot. Also, as the seniors in the Jujutsu world, it is both your duties to protect the younger sorcerers. “Uhm, sensei, I’m in Kyoto now, I can help there.” You protested. He shook his head and said, “Your techniques will be more valuable here and also they have Todo there and I’m pretty sure you've taught your students well, Y/N.” He eagerly smiled at you. Ugh, you should have left the Jujutsu world instead, you thought.

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami who understood and bowed to Principal Yaga and you turned around and left first. When he got to the door, you irritably whispered to him, “Don't get in my way.” When you were about to walk away, Nanami held your wrist in which you gave him ‘the let go of me or be killed look’. He immediately gently let go of your wrist and said, “I just want to say I’m sorry.” Then walked out. What the fuck was that? Why was he saying sorry? You wanted to hit him with your shoes just to ask him what was that all about but it’s too childish so you let it go.

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami who was now arguing with you about your tactics on your mission as you both agreed to meet up before the D-day. He wants to go on a defensive game plan but you want to kill as many curses as you can.

“See that is the problem with you! All action but no thinking! You think you’re kind of like a superhuman who doesn't die?” He was losing his patience. You roll your eyes at him for the 10th time. He was really getting on your nerves, “Uhm? Last time I checked, I am a superhuman Nanami-san! I am not weak! So no, change your fucking plan or I’m going back to Kyoto!”

“Yeah, sounds about right? You always run away! That's so you, Y/N!”

If you could use your Jujutsu technique on him, you would, you sighed and gave him a dagger look, “Run away? Fuck you, Nanami! I didn't run! You pushed me away, let’s be clear about that.” and with that, you left and fuck whatever plans you two were making. You're both sorcerers, for pete’s sake! Attack, kill your enemies, and don’t die! What's so hard about that?

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami who was following behind and then came up in front of you – he tried to stop you from leaving, “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I do apologize for my words. It was harsh and I didn't mean it. Just please, let's calmly talk about the plan. I just want you to be safe, Y/N.”You look at him defeated. He was right…so you both come back to the room again and discuss what needs to be done.

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami came to the rescue when you were struggling with exorcising a curse. He killed it for you. You wiped the blood splattered on your cheeks and said frustratingly, “I don’t need your help. I told you to stay out of my way.” He just nodded and that pissed you off more so you ran away from him which was not the plan. The plan was to stick together and kill curses as a team, especially the special and semi grade curses. But you were pissed off because it felt like you were so weak that you can’t kill off a semi grade curse, so fuck the plan and go find that you can put your anger to.

You were now in the alleyway and you felt a breeze near you and now it’s blowing your face. You immediately went into defensive mode and made sure you had your katana ready. Your power is creating a portal by cutting through anything or any person with your katana. You were ready to slice the air but the special grade curse spoke which you felt in your spine. You were taken aback by the special grade’s words, “Weakling.” Was what it said – it was soft but with wrath. It landed a blow in your arm and now all you can see is red. You moved your stance and stabbed it hard on its stomach – you portal it now to your dimension. You can move more freely now, you thought, but it laughed at you and said, “Not bad.” While healing its wounded stomach. This special grade is a huge one eyed monster with a green talon that has daggers – it wagged its tail but you cut through and sent the daggers in another portal but it was fast and now on your face and licked your cheek. It burned so bad that you wanted to wail but you were able to do a split and slashed its legs. You continued your slashing until it was screaming pain. It kept regenerating so you stood up fast and tried slitting its throat but before your katana could land a blow on it – it escaped your portal and now landed a strong punch in your stomach and now you are laying on the ground in the same alleyway with its talon about to stab you.

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami who was now looking for you worriedly. His whole being turned lifeless when he saw you laying out cold with a tall ugly curse hovering you. He immediately used his curse technique and struck the special grade in the heart with his cleaver. It turned to him and attacked him with its talon but Nanami caught its tail with his tie and crushed it. The special grade falls to the ground in pieces.

Ex-Boyfriend Nanami ran to your side and took you urgently to Shoko. All you remember was you were saying something to him and he was smiling faintly.

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Again, there will be part 2 :)

All I can say is Nanami is the greenest flag there ever is! 💚

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peachsayshi · 2 years

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Hello! I hope you’re doing well, I really enjoy your ex husband Nanami series! J was thinking you could do a ex husband Nanami drunk calling you at 3am

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI

A/N: Thank you so much for this idea! Taking a break writing smut to put some angst out there! Comments & reblog are appreciated xo

TAGS: alcohol mention, death mention, nanami has kids with the reader, angst, mutual pining-ish, angst

An Unexpected Surprise (Ex!Husband Nanami x Female!Reader)

“Hello?”

“Hey, you...”

You lifted your head up from the pillow, the stiffness in your neck causing you to wince and you arched it gently in the opposite direction to stretch out the kink. A little dazed after being woken up from your peaceful slumber, you lightly rubbed your eyes while attempting to blink them open to adjust to your dark surroundings. By the time you managed to come to your senses, you realized you had fallen asleep curled up on the sofa in your living room...again.

“M’sorry to wake you,” a deep tone on the receiving end of the line murmured. “I can’t find my keys...”

You answered the call in your sleep, quickly checking your phone screen to identify the familiar voice only to have your heart skip a beat when you saw the name of your ex-husband flash before your eyes.

“Kento?” you spoke with sudden awareness, the adrenaline kicking in and forcing you to perk up. “It’s 3:15, what are you doing up so late? Is everything okay?”

“It’s fine, s’fine...” he mumbled, and you pinched the front of your brows suspiciously at the strange tone of his voice. “I just can’t find my keys is all...”

“You’re calling me at three o’clock in the morning because you can’t find your keys?” you questioned with confusion, as if repeating his statement would bring some clarity to the situation at hand.

“S’not in my jacket pocket...” he rambled, “I thought I put 'em in there...”

Your eyes widened with surprise, piecing together the conditions around this unusual phone call when you noticed that your eloquent ex-husband was slurring his words.

“Are you drunk?” you whispered into the phone with slight amusement.

“No, m’not drunk...” he denied almost immediately.

You couldn’t help but smile, knowing full well that your ex-husband never liked to admit it when he was. He had a high tolerance when it came to drinking, and is able to handle his liquor intake better than a majority of people except on the rare occasions when he would go out with Shoko.

His current dilemma was keeping him distracted, and he groaned with frustration before stating, “I could have sworn I put them in my pocket...”

“Check your pants, you tend to tuck them in there when you're not thinking straight...”

You could hear him fumbling around, snagging your bottom lip between your teeth as you patiently waited for a reply.

“I knew I could count on m’girl…” he mumbled to himself, subconsciously allowing his statement to slip before shaking the keys between his fingers. “Got ‘em...”

“Good, t-that’s good!” you stammered over your words, desperately trying to ignore how the heat that rushed to your cheeks and the way your stomach tightened from his comment. “Get yourself inside and make sure you drink some water before going bed.”

“Alright,” he replied as he slotted the key into the lock before turning it. “I didn’t mean to wake you…”

THUMP!

Your eyes followed the sound of the muffled bang, shifting to the entrance of your front door as you sprang onto your feet and clutched the phone tighter against your ear.

“What was that?!” you gasped.

“Fuck, s’not unlocking…” your ex-husband simultaneously announced.

You shakily approached your front door, staring at the frame in shock as you waited to hear another sound. You began stepping closer towards it, your free hand reaching for the handle until you noticed it turn by itself and shrieked before taking three long strides backwards as the panic began to rise.

“K-Ken, I think there is someone outside the house!”

A deafening silence took over, only broken by a quiet thud from behind the wooden frame.

“Dammit,” your ex-husband breathed, “this…this is not where I live is it?”

You chest felt like It was about to burst, the adrenaline searing through your veins as you tried to steady your breath.

“Are...are you outside my house?”

Nanami hummed, “it was our house once...”

***

Your ex-husband rested his low back against the kitchen counter, his arms were folded across his chest and his head was slightly bowed. You got a glimpse of his features, taking in the sight of the warm light against his sharp jawline and swallowed the small lump in your throat. You continued to calmly cut a few slices of bread, but you could feel tingles running up from the tips of your fingers all the way down to your toes.

He hasn’t been around often, and the most you’ve seen or heard from him has been through phone or video calls. You didn’t even realize ho much you missed him until he stood right next to you.

The last time you two were alone like this was at Gojo’s New Year’s Eve party - and you vividly remember exactly how that night ended. You shook off the memory of his body on yours, and placed two slices of sourdough in the toaster before pressing your index finger on the automatic knob, and watching them slide down the machine.

“You’ve been working late recently...” you spoke, finally cutting the heavy silence.

“I know,” your ex-husband agreed, straightening his back as he slowly fluttered his eyes open. “There’s been a lot going on…”

You hated that your stomach twisted into a knot, and you had to clear your throat before asking: “Oh?”

Nanami let out a soft sigh and he leaned slightly to the left to brush his arm on yours.

“I’m spending most of my time with Yuji,” he admitted but you could easily see the veil he had placed on that sentence, hiding the details that he didn’t feel comfortable sharing with you.

I mean, how could he after what happened?

The last time you saw him injured you recoiled from his touch like he had inflicted the same wound onto you. He didn’t have it in his heart to tell you about the special grade curses plaguing the city, nor would he admit that he had been hiding all evidence of fighting them off by asking Shoko to heal him fully.

Tonight was a particularly bad night, and after she tended to his wounds the two of them decided to go out for a drink.

She talked about Suguru, and he talked about Haibara.

The longer they spoke, the more Nanami drank.

There was a time when he was able to share all this with you, but now all it does is shake the already fragile bond that tethered you together.

Deep down inside you resented yourself for putting up such a wall with the man who once shared your whole world.

You tried to recall how you used to have the strength to be there for him, but that was before the true reality of losing him was at the forefront of your mind.

You pinched your brows in slight frustration, reaching for the two slices of bread as it popped out of the machine. You placed it back on the plate, then picked up the jam jar, all the while thinking why Nanami didn’t seem to care that risking his life meant losing you and Hiroki forever…

Was it really only a bother to you?

You saw the inevitable when he didn’t show up that night - of laying your lover to his final resting place, of raising your child and only catching memories of his father through their eyes, and then living the rest of your life all alone thinking about the brief love that came and went in the blink of an eye.

Lost in your own thoughts, you didn’t even realize that Nanami found his place behind you. His arms caged you in, two hands supporting his stance as he held the counter before moving his lips close to your ear.

“I’m sorry if I inconvenienced you tonight.”

His honeyed voice sent a shiver up your spine. Your fingers squeezed around the knife in your hand, and you paused your movements.

“N-Not at all,” you replied, but the slight hitch in your voice indicated to Nanami that he did catch you by surprise.

The space around you felt small, the air growing thin when he inched his chest closer to your back.

“There’s somethin’ different about you tonight....” he pointed out, distracting himself for a moment as he studied you.

You lightly placed the knife on the plate, your gaze focusing on the back of his hand where you noticed the his veins protruding as he gripped the counter.

“S’not your hair...” he mumbled, “or these earrings...”

A soft pant escaped you, with goosebumps pricking your skin when you felt his nose graze down your neck. He drew in a breath, inhaling deeply along the way to take in your scent before smiling against your skin.

“New body wash?”

You gulped, unsure of what to do with your hands as you squeezed your thighs together. Your ex-husband was incredibly detail oriented, which made it difficult for you to hide anything new from him.

“Yes!” you squeaked, feeling your cheeks grow hot when he didn’t pull away as you expected. “A new beauty shop opened just around the corner and they gave away free samples...”

“Huh...” he acknowledged, “smells good on you.”

“Thanks,” you nervously replied, subconsciously tugging at your earlobe before finding the courage to turn on your heel and face him.

Brown irises met yours, the color making you think of home. You could see the restless nights in the slight bags underneath his eyes, and couldn't help it but bring one hand to cup his cheek. The muscles on his face relaxed against your touch but the pensive expression remained the same.

“You...you should eat, Ken...I can set up the table for you-”

You were interrupted when his hands met your waist, and with one step Nanami had your own back pressed against the counter as he held you securely in his arms.

“We haven’t uhm-....” he closed his eyes for a moment as he furrowed his brows to gather his thoughts before proceeding to speak, “We haven’t discussed...what happened...”

His voice was strained, and you knew that he must be equally as tense about the hook up in Satoru’s guest bedroom. There was no way of avoiding the elephant in the room, and up until now you both Hiroki distracting you from confronting exactly what happened.

Your voice fell to a low whisper, “what’s there to discuss?” you quietly asked, but instantly regretted it when he lifted his face to reveal the hurt in his eyes.

“I just need t’know if it meant...anything to you...or if it was just...an itch you needed to scratch…”

His words pierced through your delicate heart.

How could he assume you would use him for a quick fuck?

You’ve thought about that moment night after night, wishing it would have lasted longer than what it was. You yearned to kiss him for hours until you couldn’t feel your lips anymore and ached to have him making love to you until the break of dawn.

“Of course it meant something to me, Kento...” you consoled, your hands finding the fabric of his shirt as you tugged him closer. “It...it will always mean something when it comes to you.”

He exhaled with relief, his arms tightening around your waist as he held you.

“Be honest with me…are you truly happy with how things are between us?”

“Kento-”

“I just...need t’hear you say it. I need you to tell me that this is what you want.”

You felt yourself melt into him when he kissed your cheek, his body enveloping your own and fracturing your will to resist him. You could feel the internal push and pull - with one half of you ready to take him to your bed and the other reminding you that your ex-husband was in fact, not in the right state of mind.

Were you happy?

That was easy an easy question to answer.

No, you weren't.

You’ve gone through your whole life never sure about anything until Nanami came along. From the moment he became a part of your life, you knew exactly what it felt like to be anchored in something meaningful. You loved him with the entirety of your mind, body and soul - and wished that you never pushed him away.

However...the sting of your wound hurt more than anything else, it clouded your judgment and poisoned your veins. Every time you looked at him all could see was a clock ticking away the seconds until you would lose him. You needed to stop loving him because detaching yourself meant that you wouldn’t have to face your worse fear.

You felt so helpless knowing that there wasn’t anything you could do to protect him from the things your eyes wouldn’t let you see.

How could you stop the darkness from taking away your only light?

“My love?” Nanami asked, using the tender pet name that was reserved only for you and prompting you to bury your forehead closer against his chest.

“I-...” you started to speak, but you were trembling in his arms because you didn’t know how to answer his question. “I-...”

“Mama!”

Hiroki’s voice carried from down the hallway, popping the bubble of privacy that you were sharing with your ex-husband. Nanami eased his hold from around you, blinking a few times to ensure that he did hear his child call out to you and that it wasn’t his intoxicated mind playing tricks on him.

He felt you push him away slightly, and you nervously shifted in place before dropping your hands back down to your sides.

“I should uhm...I should go check on him...” you informed. “Please eat, and you can sleep on the couch tonight.”

“Right...” Nanami replied cordially, but his eyes still held yours with a brief message passing on that he would be waiting patiently for your answer. “That sounds good to me.”

***

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