Can I Request Oikawa, Kuroo, Semi And Suna When Their S/o Thinks That They Have A Crush On Another Girl?

Can i request oikawa, kuroo, semi and suna when their s/o thinks that they have a crush on another girl?

Hi there! Of course you can rq that my dear, I only made 3 of them due to length I hope that's OK with you (o´▽`o)

Pairings: Separate Oikawa, Kuroo & Semi x Fem! Reader

Genre: Angsty to fluff, hurt/comfort

Warnings & content: Grammar - high school and time skip scenario - pet names - slightly slightly suggestive on Kuroo's is barely there - implied short & with a diff aesthetic reader in Semi's - use of Japanese honorifics - Misunderstandings (2) hints of emotional cheating (1)

Oikawa Toruu x Reader (High-school setting)

When you agreed to date Oikawa you knew the little surprises you would encounter, that of course being his fans

There was literally no place where you wouldn't find them, they came from different schools, another cities, heck even older girls who waited for his discharge of high school like eagles

Were you worried? Not really, Oikawa was actually a really good boyfriend, he started to stop his usual idol persona when he was out with you and someone approached you both. He had tell you once "I don't want to repeat what had happened with my other partners..... I like you too much for my own good"

So what was this feeling? The growing ache and disgust (dare you say) that emanated from your heart?

Recently there was this girl that belonged to the photography club of Seijoh. Her semester task was about movement and she thought that capturing the volleyball team in the middle of training was a good subject, you had to agree with her since it was honestly a cool approach.

Now that automatically meant that she had to spend a lot of time with them, and consequently with Oikawa.

Your walking home conversations started to include a lot of this girl and what she did while they were at practice, how Kindaishi was so nervous he served directly to her and Oikawa was the one who protected her. You know, light stuff like that

Then it evolve into "Oh I'm full dear, Himiko-chan brought some snacks for us and coach approved it, they were soo good!"

Himiko-chan this, Himiko-chan that. Hell, even Iwaizumi seemed a little bit too engaged with this Himiko girl

And today was the day of a supposed date between Oikawa and you since the season had ended and he had more free time

But when you went to the gym to pick him up, green clouded your eyes

This girl was showing Oikawa some photos from her professional camera but she was way too close. Not really touching but, I mean, if he didn't knew what type of perfume she had on then he got sensory problems.

Either way he would have problems with you because how doesn't he notice his dear Himiko-chan is acting way to lovey dovey to be showing just pictures

And he was eating that up, you noticed the slight pride of his gaze and his stupid little smirk

The way you announced your presence with a clear intonation of his name made everyone jolt on their place

Except of course, the threat

"Tooru-kun you have to go now? For real?"

You clenched your fist and tried to put your best customer smile. The audacity of this girl

"Yes he has to go cuz he promised to come when his practice ended. Now if you excuse us"

Oikawa's cheek had turned red, thanks to which feeling? You didn't want to know

"Hey sweetie I didn't forget or anything I swear I just-"

"Oh you just were way too invested in whatever it was that you didn't notice your practice had ended like 20 minutes ago and you didn't inform me if you were alive"

"Aww come on you knew I was alive-"

"Don't you try to play this down Oikawa"

He flinched a little, wow, using last names and everything

"What else did I do wrong?"

"Take a funny guess since you've been spending oh so much time with me"

You knew you were being what people called petty. But how could you not? Sure you would communicate and give him hints but on GOD if he actually didn't know why you were acting like this

You both stayed in silence for a couple of blocks until Oikawa snapped his fingers

"This is about Himiko-chan isn't it?"

"This is about Himiko-chan isn't it?" you mimicked with mockery

"You jealous?"

The tease in his tone would have made your heart jump and your mind to think about a quick come back. But not today

"You tell me Tooru. She's been taking hours from our quality time and I swear you're dumber than Iwa gives you credit if you don't notice she's flirting with you"

"Well I don't answer to her advances,i don't know what you're so defensive about"

Now instead of green, you saw red

"But have you stopped her? Have you given me my place? Or how is it that after months you don't look uncomfortable in the slightest"

You let all your thoughts out, you were exhausted

"Were you enamoured by the renewed feeling of admiration? How she talks sweetly to you to get your attention?"

Silence, once again

"Hmm, just what I thought"

"No babe wait"

"Go home Tooru, I'm not responsible for what I'll say next if we keep this conversation going"

A week passed by and you avoided Oikawa everywhere, and I mean everywhere. He barely saw a glimpse of your hair or your hand turning around a corner. And the emotional loneliness he started to feel was eating him up, but even he knew it was a selfish thought

He knew he had to redeem himself if the apology was ought to be sincere. And oh how he didn't want to mess this up with you

Everyone else but you

"Tooru-kun"

"It's Oikawa for you"

You didn't expect to be listening to a convo like this on a friday afternoon. Add to your shock the utter serious tone Oikawa was using, the one he talked Kageyama to, the one he used when talking to rivals

"B-but you've let me call you like that for a while"

"I didn't give you an explicit green flag to go about it, I ungracefully just let you, I shouldn't had to"

The audible wince of Himiko made you feel a little bad for her. But at the same time you were impressed on how collected Oikawa was behaving

He was not caring about how this girl was going to react

"Don't get me wrong Himiko, you're a great photographer, truly" A set of silence

"But I hurt the person I love the most when I tried to brush your intentions"

You were fully resting your body against the wall, now being all ears to what was developing almost in front of you

"It was bad for you sure, now I see how misleading that was, but I could had stopped it if I gave my girl the bare minimum respect"

He sighed and accommodated his backpack, it was heavy enough for you listen to it. That was accompanied with little sobs, thankfully not yours

"So I'm now telling you: I love my darling, more than anything in this shallow world" Another sigh

"And that means we'll need boundaries if you want to keep your project up with us. Understood?"

A broken answer was given and Himiko-chan was finally out of your radar, the pit pat of her shoes merging with the environment

"Well well, now to find my baby and apologise in a decent oh"

You stepped out just in time to be at his level

"Did Iwa coached you to this?"

"No I...." He sighed heavily and gave you a sad look "I Reflected on what you told me and I realize how is not enough to 'stop doing' is also about 'start doing' and that is... Actually give myself as off limits even when you're not around"

He looked right at your eyes, a little puffy, a little hurt

A little hopeful

"I'm sorry. I assure you that I didn't even entertained the thought of having something with her, not even in a joking idolistic way....

"It still hurt Tooru"

"I know, so please, let me make it up to you"

Because Oikawa Tooru was better boyfriend than anyone could give himself credit. Because the thing that was being with you filled him more than anything in the universe, to the point he was willing to die to himself. Die to his ego

His fans would come and go as the wind

But you, you were his eternity

Kuroo Tetsuro x Reader (timeskip)

You had to blink multiple times as to register how Kuroo's folder is now weirdly color coded with bright papers

"Tetsu what is this? Never knew you were into crafting?"

"What? Oh! That's Nana's doing"

"Nana?"

Ah yes, Kuroo's "work wife". You had been his plus one in a recent JVA dinner party and this "Nana" was a hot topic. Apparently she was everyone's work wife, but seemed to have a soft spot for what was yours

"Yup, she saw my folder and gave me an earful of how I was supposed to function as a member of a sport promotion division if I couldn't keep my stuff as organised as volleyball is"

"Oh ok?"

"She's a big help for all of us, don't you think?" Like that he kissed the crown of your head and headed to the room, as if was nothing

One day, two days, a whole week goes by and she keeps coming into your house in the form of an embroided lavender flower on a handkerchief, the one you gave to him on his promotion day

Then is a bag of baked goods (you hated to admit that those little b*tches tasted like heaven)

An useful-for-the-house trinket, a handmade magnet with the office's checklist. More and more favors and gifts keep coming

And yet you have a blank space on who this woman is, who has that much time in an office to be so lovey dovey with everyone. And how subtle does she appear to be so your husband didn't even flinch at these forms of affection

It didn't sit right to your heart how comfortable Kuroo seemed to be with this whole show

Then Kuroo started to arrive late, later than he used to. Nor that he acted in a sketchy way apart from that but still... It was like a punch to your throat. Your mom had always told you "If your man stays at work more than they need him too, is cuz he found a reason to stay there"

So you did what every sane person would have done in a situation like that. Go to his office and see the truth for yourself

The ding of the elevator was brown noise to you. Stepping out of it immediately brought the attention of your husband coworkers, they obviously knew who you were

Then a little hunched lady, someone old enough to be your granny, stepped in to greet you

"Heya miss, Who are you looking for darling?"

"Oh uh good evening I'm looking for Kuroo Tetsuro"

"Ah yeah he's drinking something in the break room, let me get you there"

Both of you walked to the said place. The woman smelled like fresh baked cookies and you couldn't help to smile, it wasn't common to have older people in places like this. You were happy for her on whatever dutie she was performing for a volleyball agency

"Excuse me auntie, do you know if perhaps he was with someone, a girl maybe?"

"I've seen no other woman more than you crossing those doors miss. So, unless we have a surprise colleague here, no dear"

Soon you reached your destiny and you found Kuroo.... Alone, drinking his plain tea

"Tetsu-chan this gorgeous woman was looking for you"

You grimaced internally, if the new eye candy wasn't in this division did that mean that he was chatting with her on the phone? Did they crossed each other on bars? The fear was consuming you

Ironically, Kuroo seemed a little too thrilled to have you there in front of him. He shifted his feet slowly but there was not an ounce of guilt or fear in his eyes. You really didn't know if that was good or bad

"Oh my Nana you're an angel getting her to me. Thank you, I'll be back in a minute"

Wait, hold up

"Nana?"

"Oh yeah that's my name darling, a little too young toned isn't it?"

You blinked once, twice

"You're his work wife?"

The lady furrowed her brows and looked at Kuroo as if she wanted to bury him underground

"Do you boys keep with that nonsense? Do you know how disrespectful it sounds to your partners? These young people I swear" she said shaking her head and sighing deeply

Kuroo only had an amused smile and held you tightly as you both now faced the troubled Nana

"I don't use the term itself blame Kento-san from marketing"

He was cut off by your giggling and your figure crouching almost touching the floor

"Oi what's so funny?"

"I'm not making fun of you, I'm relieved" you said between watery giggles

"I thought... I thought you were having a work wife in more ways than one"

Both of them looked at you. Your husband in horror and sadness, Nana with compassion and understanding

"Hon, if this man was cheating believe me that by now he would have his eyes far up his -"

"Oi Nana-san the CEO needs ya, oh shit sorry I interrupted something"

Needless to say the man (Kento-san) was taken away by his ear thanks to your new friend

You kept on the ground for a while until Kuroo sat down right beside you

"Did I neglect you that much the last week?"

You shook your head "It was a mix of you arriving late and the little gifts she gave to you... I would had appreciated if I knew the infamous Nana was the office's assigned grandma"

"She's actually our CEO's granny, but takes care of us like we are her kids"

"Huh then why did they called her 'work wife'? That's a Freudian shit right there"

He laughed and held your hand giving it a soft squeeze

"Well this is my sign to better communicate my anecdotes.... I'm sorry"

"Mmm... OK actually why were you so late tho?"

His laughed echoed into the small room and he took a handkerchief filled to the brim with beautiful embroided flowers

"Learned to did this in a week. Sorry, I should had tell you"

You sighed in relief once again "God we suck at surprising each other"

"I was gladly surprised to see you here today wifey, except for the cheating suspicion part. I never want you to feel like that ever again even if it's a misunderstanding"

In a sudden movement and manhandling moment, he put you up to your feet and he kneeled in front of you smiling, just like when he asked you out in college

"So.... Will you give me the honor of being my home AND work wife? Forever?"

You were the next week's hot topic on why Kuroo seemed extra relaxed and laid back, almost dreamily meeting his deadlines as the tiniest marks of purple peaked through his perfect ironed shirt.

"Lucky bastard. You'll be a dad in no tim-! ouch! Nana-san!"

Semi Eita x Reader (timeskip)

"Eita I assure you that if moshpits weren't as aggressive I would be in the public but I... It scares me ok?"

"Baby it's like a grown up version of push and pull. Besides you can always step aside when you want"

You whined under your breath and buried your head in the nearest pillow "I don't wanna Semi please?"

"Doll I can't have you packed up in the scenario each time, this place is reduced and you may get hurt upstage"

Huh?

"Are you serious?"

What started like a little banter about you being at the same level as his attendees migrated to an argument about his apparent worry

"If I'm such a hassle and a nuisance backstage you could just had said so"

"That's definitely not what I meant"

"Oh really? Then how is it that I'm safer surrounded by men and women at least 6 cm taller than me that will be jumping around looking for the next non alt looking girl to yeet into the distance?"

"Oh please" Semi said as he rolled his eyes and stood up, picking his stuff from the couch

"If the things I love actually frighten you so much you're free to stay here"

Without the chance to answer he closed the door with a soft 'click'

Your only companion was the sting under your eyes and your misty vision

Later, when you were already curled up in bed trying to catch some sleep, you felt the soft steps of Semi's boots against the floor. What brought your attention to a more conscious state was the muffled sound of his voice chatting with another on the doorstep, then the same 'click' and now he was walking throug the apartment.

You closed your eyes and pretended to be asleep, scared of the confrontation on what happened earlier

To your blessing or rather dismay, Semi only connected his phone to the charger and layed down on his side of the bed with a soft 'huff'

The next day brought a new heartache to your soul as Semi wasn't there when you woke up. You cried, again

Then a text caught your eye, it was Semi's

"A new drummer joined the band yesterday"

Three dots.... Three dots...

"We'll be celebrating and introducing them in the pub near our apartment if you wanna come"

You wiped the remainder of your tears as you looked at your closet. You knew how that pub looked like, you knew what type of regulars it had.... And it was nothing like you

Afraid of what his words would be this time you rejected the invitation

"Not feeling so well Eita, I'll pass. Enjoy yourself"

And boy he did enjoy himself

Semi made him present at the fashionable 4 am mark of your kitchen clock, high on excitement with loud laughs and sentences. You heard his confession into the dark of the dawn even before he arrived to the porch

"I haven't had this fun on ages guys, you, you are a monster"

A quick glance through the window gave you context of his fond words

A woman with the most luscious black hair ever, tall, built like a model with full on rock attire was the one receiving the praise.

You stepped back from the window and ran to the bedroom, to the safety of your bed

If she was the new drummer you couldn't help but to feel a little self conscious, hell you felt a lot self conscious

And it didn't turn better, because the next days, even if Semi never picked up the initial argument again, he seemed to be relevied of not having you in his gigs. And there were always, always, words of amazement for Mrs drummer girl

Rei knew where to find the last instrument gadgets, knew a lot of classic bands, knew this and that. She was not only pretty but was a whole library on Semi's interest

"Rei's pretty skilled with the drums doll, you should come and see us play soon"

And watch him flirt with her on the stage? No thank you

But then, after a pep talk with your friends. You saw how you shouldn't leave it like this, at least you should fight for the relationship, right?

So, you paired some of Semi's clothes that actually fitted you and arrived to the place were he would play. You walked up to the stage and saw Rei, fidgeting with the drumsticks, playing around

Fuck, she was gorgeous.

And she surely noticed your gaze however her reaction shocked you. She rested her cheek on her hand and gave you a soft look,then she was called backstage and gave you a playful wink before disappearing through the courtain

If she was being a redemption of a reverse pick me girl she was playing it rather convincingly

Soon after you felt your sleeve being tugged by an astonished Semi

"Hey there, you haven't come for a while. Why didn't you tell me? I could have walked you here"

His demeanor made you uncomfortable. It would be a lie to say that you weren't hurt by his (apparently) forgotten words and his newfound "obsession"

"I knew how to arrive just right, I'm not a scary kitten"

He then opened his mouth but was cut short by his bassist

"Yo Semi time to come up here, we're 'bout to start"

He sighed and gave you an apologetic look "Come here, we can talk when we finish"

"I'll stay down here"

"Hah?"

You stood your ground, crossing your arms over your chest and giving him the look

"I said I'm staying here, I don't need to be up there since it is so inconvenient"

"Babe you're still at it? Come on-"

"Eita man hurry up!"

He furrowed his brows and groaned. But as he looked at you he knew you were to stubbornly stay there

"We'll talk about this later. Be safe"

And with a jump he got on the stage as the place started to get crowded

The gig was good, you always enjoyed it. And being honest, the only mosh pit that developed during it didn't even end with a broken nose, so you actually spent a good time with this new perspective

Surprisingly, you noticed how Rei and Semi's interactions on stage were futile. Maybe a look or two but nothing that made your heart clutch of pain on your chest. It felt rather natural

Finally, after the last encore, all the band +you were in the dressing room. Semi seemed ansty to talk to you, masked down with his usual frown

Rei had only chuckled and smiled at some of the parts of the conversation. So you came up to her, if she was shitty you could have fundaments for hating her, if not, you knew you should focus your temper on Semi

Until she opened her mouth and you were on for a surprise

"Damn Semi if I knew your girl was gonna be here I would have put on some cologne"

That was a whole ass man

"You're...... You're a guy"

She, he? Chuckled loudly and gave you a crooked smile

"What can I say? I'm taking 'Dude looks like a lady' to a whole new level love"

A string of uneven chords crossed the air and Semi placed down his guitar with the deepest scold on his face. Not even with the teasing Tendou had you seen him like this

"Stop flirting with my girl"

"D'aww I'm your protège. Don't I even deserve a peck?"

"Don't you even dare"

After some more teasing, a wrap up of the gig and a smack at the back of Rei's head you both were now walking back home

"Didn't know you thought Rei was a lady" was Semi's cut into the silence

You scowled in embarrassment

"I had never spooked to him and he looks even better than me, it's not fair how pretty his hair is"

Then you felt the same tug on your clothes, well his clothes

"They suit you, you know? But I love your usual outfits too"

"Eita...."

"What I'm trying to say is.... I'm sorry, for dismissing your worries, for accusing you" he chuckled dryly "And for making you worry about a non existent woman"

"Hmm?"

"I know the look you get when you're worried, and you stopped wearing that glittery eyeshadow you love. You only do that when you're fully stressed"

He held both of your hands giving them soft kisses over the knuckles

"I'm sorry, don't ever change or expose yourself for the sake of demonstrate me something"

You sighed, feeling light hearted and with renowned affection for the man in front of you

"I have to apologise too. I talked a little bit from prejudice about the public, I actually had a nice night, most of them were incredibly polite"

"Still" A shared laugh between you and you were back home

"Let me make it up to you?"

"Find out Rei's hair products and all be good"

"And you won't get close to him?"

"Hmm maybe?

"Babe!"

Woh another rq from months ago that I managed to finish ( ´ ▿ ` ) ah I'm embarrassed on how long it took me anon I hope you're around to see it

As usual with long stuff it may have different vibes, I hope its decent to read for y'all

Natdu

so very quickly !!!! a group lie detector interview w todoroki bkg deku kaminari n kirishima and deku is asking kaminari “who’s got the best looking girlfriend?”

and instantly everyone starts laughing and chatting and kaminari groans because he literally has to tell the truth and he doesn’t have one to say his own.

“wow that is so unfair. you literally want me to die tonight…..” big pause. everyone’s like “JUST SPIT IT OUT!!!”

“bakugou’s.”

and bakugou sends him one harsh glare. running a thumb across his own neck. “go kill yourself. i knew you’d say that.”

Saw someone say gojo is not for the oldest daughters and that's so extremely wrong. Gojo had the responsibility of the whole jujutsu world put on his shoulders since he was a little kid (similar to the responsibility of the whole family being put on the eldest daughter), he was put on a pedestal and had to take care of everything and live up to everyone's expectations. He literally died and came back to life to take care of the toji problem (definitely something the eldest daughter would do). The gifted child, the honoured one (which is a blessing and a curse). He went through so much trauma yet never let the impact of that show, he put on a smile and never let anyone in, he always was the strongest one afterall. He never had anyone to rely on most of his life, except the few years with geto and he too left him without a proper explanation, then he had to watch geto go down the wrong road but couldn't bring himself to kill him for a whole decade, but then with his own hands he did despite loving him the most, because it was his responsibility (similar to having to cut off their loved ones in the end because they realize no amount of time will change them). He never moved on from his first love but adopted kids, to take care of them and to teach them the right way (literally breaking generational curses and also living the 'no kids of my own' life). Even after his death, people only talk about his strength as a unit of measure, not him as a human, he is only seen and being remembered for what he was contributing rather than a human. And more importantly, he was so so deeply misunderstood and no one took the time to even try, except geto and that's why he was so attached to him because for the first time he was being loved for who he was, not for his strength, not for what he could do for the jujutsu world, but him as a human. "He isn't for the eldest daughter," he IS the eldest daughter, embodying every aspect of one.

Hobie helps reader get out of a toxic friendship because the toxic person is obviously super bad for them and Hobie gives advice like "You gotta just drop them" but reader is stubborn OR toxic friend already unfriended but won't stop sending reader messages or notes so hobie responds for reader instead. 😭

Personally I'm going thru this rn (honestly she just doesn't understand the words no) and I think Hobie would be so willing to send a message and reader would be like "ok but don't be mean about it" and he just has to delete his entire paragraph of text 🙏🙏

-🍄 ( Te Amo )

I'm sorry you're going through this, lovely 😔 I hope they left you alone. Know that you are loved ❤️

Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-Punk x gn! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, hurt/comfort.

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The simple buzz of your phone fills you with dread. Shoulders straighten, fingers locking up in their joints, you exhale, closing your eyes tightly like you're in pain.

Hobie, the absolute angel that he is, notices this. He leaves his comfortable position on your lap, head perking up to meet your scrunched up face.

“That them?” His voice is still deep from waking up from his nap. Eyes narrowed towards the knot of your eyebrows.

You huff, smoothing his cheek that your jeans have left a mark on it. “Maybe, did it wake you up?”

“Yes,” he sounds pissed (not at you) and fatigued at the same time. “You gotta drop him, love.” His voice is suddenly soft, knuckles brushing the tension away from your arms.

“I know, I already unfriended him on everything and he won't just…I don't even want to interact anymore.” The tiredness in your voice boils his blood, he's had enough of your so-called ‘friend’ and his toxic ways.

“Give me the phone,” he sits up, flexing his fingers towards your phone laying face down on the table. “I'll do it for you.”

“I can fight my own battles, Hobie.” You don't sound mad, just incredibly dejected. Losing a friend is hard enough, but cutting them off is what's best for you, and Hobie knows that too.

“I know you can.” He kneads the space in between your shoulders to let you relax for once. You lean on his touch, letting your muscles sag. “But you've already done everything and he still hasn't gotten the message. And if being nice about it doesn't work anymore, let me be mean for you, yeah? I know he was your friend once.” I know you cared for him. He wanted to add but he doesn't want to make you feel worse.

The phone buzzes again.

You nod, sniffing, you hand him your phone, opening the message thread for him. “Just don't be too mean to him?”

“After what he's done—?” Hobie's already typing up a storm.

“Hobie, please.” You lay your head on his shoulder, the simple act has you melting all over him.

Your tender words have him deleting an entire paragraph. “Alright. Just a bit mean then.” Typing a response for you, Hoping this was enough for him to leave you be.

Hobie lets you read his message first before sending it. The tone was harsh but needed, the words were well chosen to try and be nice about it but still being firm.

“Okay,” you hand him the phone without hitting send. You're too nervous to press it.

“Can I add a wanker in the end?” Hobie asks, finger hovering over the letter ‘w’.

You laugh, he hasn't heard it in a long while. Patting himself on the back, he types up the word.

“Love.” He says before sending the message. “Don't feel too bad, yeah? You're a bloody saint for putting up with his shit.” He leaves a quick kiss on your temple for reassurance. “Do you want to do it?”

Giving you the phone, you suck in a sharp breath before hitting send.

“And just to make sure he never contacts you again.” Hobie blocks the number, you can't help but smile. Feeling the heaviness on your shoulders fade as he closes the phone for you.

“Thank you.” You lace your fingers around his, thumb rubbing lovingly on the back of his hand.

“Thank you for trusting me.” He cradles the back of your head, kissing just above your hairline. “Now, it's your turn to take a nap.”

Hobie would do it all over again if you asked. He hopes the message gets to him or your ex friend is about to have a little visit from spiderman in the near future. Just to intimidate of course.

Giggling, you let Hobie guide your head down to rest on his lap. He even placed a pillow in between to make you feel more comfortable.

“Sleep well, lovie” He wishes that your dreams are kinder to you this time.

Full Nelson with big bf Sukuna?🥺 One where gf is all giddy and coy about asking him & he’s so big he can pull your hair far back enough to give you a kiss from arching you it’s rough but she’s like ‘I love you I love you ‘Kuna you’re the best boyfriend I love you<3’

❤︎ ໋𓈒 doing the full nelson position with big bf sukuna

warnings. fem! reader, full nelson, praise, dirty talk, unprotected, size diff / manhandling, mdni.

big bf! sukuna who adores comparing how small you are to him - a simple gaze looking down at you and it only fuels his ego even more.

you were so cute, so it’s much to his surprise when you suggest to him a new position you wanted to try.

“heh. silly little girl,” he scoffs, you’re propped up all comfortable on his lap whilst trying to describe the position with hand visuals for him. sukuna leans back, bulky crossed arms and a near pout on his lips as he listened to you. “full…nelson? that means i’ll have to hold you up. can you even handle that? be honest.”

“i can or i wouldn’t be asking,” you pout, leaning in to kiss underneath his chin. sukuna remains still—yet its like he was staring right into your soul. he brings a hand towards your hip before a small smile spreads against his lips at your cheeky confidence. “pretty please?”

“…fine,” sukuna grumbles, and you let off an abrupt gasp once he makes you face the other way—you feel his arms wrap around you. he leans further back before he grabs onto your thighs, an attempt to align himself. “hold on to me. ‘m gonna have fun stretchin’ you like this, princess.”

“don’t drop me, ‘kuna,” you moaned, feeling him grip tightly underneath your thighs. a thumb of his strokes against your skin before his leaky tip prods against your aroused entrance.

you were already so soaked . . . probably due to the fact he was eating you out hours on end just a few minutes ago.

sukuna grouses. “woman relax, i got you,” and you’d only then realize how lewd this particular position was. as your back was pressed against his chest, the curse nearly has your legs in a tight lock. he was so strong. handling you like this, making you bend just a bit. once he starts to bury himself into you, you bite down on your lip. “mhm. jus’ like that, lay back on me ‘n let me do all the work.”

he’s barely in and you already feel full, his tip was nice and fat — plump, a few droplets of his pre-cum coated near your entrance as he’s sinking into your pussy.

his girth made an appearance, easily stretching you out further.

“f-fuckkk,” you’d whine, both hands idly stiff beside you. it felt so good. too good. sukuna was trying to go slow, he knew he’d probably break you if he didn’t. the size difference, it never failed to make him amused.

sukuna kisses his teeth, feeling you grip all around him. his head briefly goes back, and he squeezes your thigh. “gonna feel me reach everywhere, princess. you want that?”

“y-yes,” you’d mewl out, inch after inch you started to feel more stuffed with his cock. he was purely thick. such length to him, it almost had you drooling. tongue salivating, lips parting and all. you were panting, starting to rub against his arm as your head went back. “more ‘kuna. don’t s-stop. wanna feel you.”

“aw. ya wanna feel me?” he repeats, mocking your sweet tone. it was quite embarrassing, yet you were too full of dick to comprehend his words. it hasn’t even been that long and you just knew you weren’t gonna last. sukuna was gonna snatch yet another orgasm out of you within a blink of an eye.

and you couldn’t wait.

sukuna lifts you up with burly arms, low grunts flying past his lips. once he’s fully in—deeply buried into your cunt, he makes you start to bounce on him. a cute abashed gasp comes from you, and he’s slow and steady at first. he kept his word, securely keeping your body in place.

“so cute like this,” he murmurs in a husky tone. you moan, feeling sukuna playfully tug back on your hair. even with stuffing inches into you, he still found the time of day to tease you. you always let him. you never necessarily minded.

“always—always know how to take me. good fuckin’ messy girl,” and he was so close up to your ear. muttering the filthiest things to make you even more sopping wet for him. “dunno why ya didn’t suggest this position to me earlier.”

“thought you were gonna tease me,” you gasp once he drags a hand down between your legs. you were soaking. it was quite a sight, he starts to maneuver circles against your clit with one hand before giving it a brief spank. “s-sukunaaa.”

“maybe,” he groans, and he’s just got you stupid.

he’s got you stupidly jerking back and forth against him with your mouth all open. straight dumbfounded. the perfect word to describe you.

you briefly crane your neck to glance back at him and he’s giving you a sly grin. “my oh my, such a sloppy girl i got myself here. can barely hold herself up so i gotta do it for her, hm . . ?”

your head went back and back against him whilst you’re being stretched to the very limit. it was an entire mess. the way your pussy sang lewdly in harmony. squelches, pretty pitched squelches that always drive sukuna crazy. each squelch rang throughout your ears.

you continued to repeat his name, barely able to murmur out a coherent word. oh, it was adorable. by this point, you were just straight up babbling.

sukuna’s cock hit you deep, extremely.

pumping you full of his entire length . . every inch again and again and again. those eyes of yours, practically cross crossed and dilated.

as he held your thighs up, your mouth was just simply agape, maw dropped at how good he’s drilling into your cunt.

“o-oh my goddd,” you’d whimper, and he gets closer and closer to thrashing against your sweet g-spot. “kunaaa, i- i love you,” you hiccup. and he chuckles, it was so random. your breathing became more and more erratic before you mewl out cute cacophonies of, “i- i love you, love you ‘s much. make me feel so good, ‘k-kuna.”

“praise me more, girl.” he hums, a raspy chuckle leaving the back of his throat. he was obviously joking but he did enjoy the sound of your voice.

especially at moments like this, moments where it’d be a tad pitch higher, bringing you closer and closer towards your incoming release. sukuna grabs you by the neck with a free hand, gently turning you to pull you into a kiss.

you moan, craning your head yet again to make a cute attempt at kissing back. “needy baby,” he utters, making you depart before kissing you again, then one more time, and another. “i love you too, brat.”

his hefty base hits against you profusely, time and time again. you’re dizzy, head spinning, heart racing. a plethora of emotions. yet, your breathing starts to pick up over time. he’s ramming his thick cock into you before you start moaning. “getting close ‘kuna, f-fuck ‘s gooddd.”

grunting, he huffs out a, “me too,” and his voice was dangerously low. you were drenched, heaving against his chest. he’s lifting you up and down his cock — by now, you’re facing the other way and sukuna playfully wraps an arm around your neck. you’re in a safe head lock, and he chuckles lowly against your ear. “fuckin’ make a mess on me. give it to me ‘n don’t make me beg, princess.”

you whine, feeling him reach down to spank your pussy again.

the loud squelches, so moist…

the entire noise reverberated across the entire room, sounds of your pussy hitting back against him in sync. he loved more than anything to play between your legs.

pressure continues to build up and up and up, arising perfectly. from sukuna holding up your legs, you clench and unclench around him. you don’t even realize how much you’re starting to drool — it was a sight. he scoffs, bringing a hand to cup your chin. “messy girl. droolin’ all for some cursed cock. ya like this position don’t you?”

you nod, an eager cute nod and he chuckles. sukuna feels himself approaching close too. really close. he groans, feeling you take him in with such ease. your cunt had him whipped, so warm and the perfect fit. his thrusts started to become sloppy and he bites near the inner part of your neck. you whine, feeling the softness of his canines collide against your sweet skin.

a bundle of nerves ran its course all over your body, you felt shivers run past you before you whine. “g-gonna cum. ‘kuna ‘m gonna—.”

sukuna ends up cumming at the same time as you, it was a lot. perhaps a lot was an understatement though.

whenever he came, it was so much. you weren’t even sure if it would stay inside of you. majority of the time, it didn’t. thick velvety ropes of his cum would run down your thighs and he’s pout whenever he sees it coming to waste.

he’s huffing and puffing, filling up your pussy and he slows his rhythm down—you catch your breath, feeling absolutely stretched to the max before he intakes a sharp breath, exhaling afterwards. you just sat there for a while, leaned back against the curse with a dumb smile on your face.

“…you love me?” you utter, feeling him loosen his grip on your body.

“shut up.”

this guy is such a loser i want him in my bed immediately