JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

feel free to edit pronouns as needed! content warning for some strong language,  threats and implied violence.

to each other:

❝  you’re mine. only mine.  ❞

❝  i’m all yours.  ❞

❝  mine.  ❞

❝  yours.  ❞

❝  we belong to each other.   ❞

❝  you belong to me.  ❞

❝  i belong to you.  only ever you.  ❞

❝  i just didn’t like the way they were looking at you.  like you weren’t mine.  ❞

❝  you know i’m yours,  right?  i only have eyes for you.  ❞

❝  no one else is ever gonna have a chance with me.  you’re it.  you’re all i want.  ❞

❝  i chose you.  and i need you to trust that my decision is final.  trust me.  ❞

❝  wait are you jealous?  ❞

❝  aw,  baby.  it’s cute when you’re jealous.  ❞

❝  i don’t like the way they keep staring at you.   ❞

❝  i don’t like how they keep staring at me.   ❞

❝  are they making you uncomfortable?  i can do something about it.  ❞

❝  no one should even get to look at you unless you want them to.  ❞

❝  stop—  it’s okay.  they’re not worth your anger.  just kiss me.  ❞

❝  stop saying i’m jealous.  i’m not—  i just.  i don’t like having to share. ❞

❝  i’m not jealous,  who said i’m jealous?  ❞

❝  well if i’m all yours then kiss me like it.  ❞

❝  show everyone who i belong to.  ❞

❝  i’m gonna remind them you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that i’m yours.  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  why are you all upset?  ❞

❝  you can’t keep getting your feathers all ruffled when anyone else gives me attention.  ❞

❝  they don’t deserve you—  i don’t deserve you.  but at least i’m aware of it.  ❞

❝  i promise there’s no one else.  you have my heart completely.  ❞

❝  hey,  is this asshole bothering you?  ❞

❝  tell me you’re mine.  ❞

to a third party:

❝  get the fuck away from them!  ❞

❝  look at them like that again and you’ll won’t be seeing anything.  ❞

❝  don’t you dare touch them.  ❞

❝  yeah it’s time to walk the fuck away.  ❞

❝  you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now.  ❞

❝  you heard them,  get lost.  ❞

❝  lucky for you,  i don’t wanna ruin their night.  but i see you sniffing around here again you might not be so fortunate.  ❞

❝  you wanna lose a limb?  beat it,  fucker.  ❞

❝  see,  i woulda left it alone.  but you made them fucking cry.  so now you’re gonna lose your eyes.  ❞

❝  hey,  they said ‘no.’  ❞

❝  hey asshole,  shut the fuck up or i’ll make you shut up.  ❞

❝  what did you just say to them,  you little shit?  ❞

❝  oh yeah.  now you’re all quiet.  not so bold when you’re not the toughest guy in the room,  huh?  ❞

❝  get lost.  ❞

❝  go.  ❞

❝  leave.  before my patience runs out.  ❞

❝  get the fuck outta their face.  ❞

❝  hey,  that’s enough.  ❞

actions:

[ CLAIM ]  for one muse to possessively place their hands on their shoulders or hips. 

[ HOLD ]  for one muse to slide their arm around the other in a possessive way. 

[ SHELTER ]  for one muse to lean into the other’s side or hug them to seek comfort from a crowd or individual while in public. 

[ STAKE ]  for one muse to protectively and/or possessively stand behind the other to intimidate a third party. 

[ RESCUE ]  for one muse to intervene upon seeing a third party making the other one uncomfortable. 

[ CHASE ]  for one muse to interrupt and make a third party leave the other alone out of jealousy/possessiveness. 

[ TENSION ]  for one muse to get in a fight on behalf of the other. 

[ STOP ]  for one muse to break up a fight which started because of them. 

[ MEND ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from protecting them. 

[ SCOLD ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from fighting over them. 

[ CARESS ]  for one muse to possessively kiss the other in public.

[ TAKE ]  for one muse to passionately kiss the other,  fueled by jealousy. 

[ TAUNT ]  for one muse to flirt with a third party to try and get the other to act possessively. 

[ REMIND ]  for our muses to have passionate sex meant to remind one party who they belong to. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for one muse to dominate the other due to possessiveness/jealousy. 

[ LINKED ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public to stake claim. 

[ INTERTWINE ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public in a comforting manner. 

[AWAKE] for sender to wake receiver up with oral.

@cadavors

truthfully, suguru had not expected it’d come to this.

perhaps it’s the closeness of their bodies, which started the night before, as choso’s arms searched for the right places to rest and circle suguru’s body, as though the idea of departing was poison in his mouth. suguru let him, content with the feeling of a sturdy body pressed against his own.

come morning, a distinct type of warmth dragged him out of sleep. the solid pressure against his lower back stabbed pleasantly and familiar against him, so he blinked the bleariness away until he could make out the tent in choso’s pants. it beckons him, devilish temptation. his hands move before his mind caught up to his actions, taking choso’s cock in a fist and stroking softly, at first, testing, building up tempo that gradually increased into a rhythmic set of obscene sounds. the wet slide of skin against skin, the ragged grunts that escaped choso’s lips but didn’t disturb his sleep — and every time his muscles jerked, threatening to halt his state of slumber, suguru slowed back down again and the smile widened on his face.

‘ ssshhh… sleep. i’ll treat you well, i promise, sweetheart. ’ suguru drawls out, leaning close to choso’s ear from his position. he rolls on his back to get rid of his pants, finding that he’s half-hard himself. ‘ hah.... look how hard you’ve made me. ’

though he knows choso is far from full consciousness, he can’t help talking to the man. missing the reactions that would’ve come after such jabs at him, suguru crawls closer, places a hand on each side of choso’s head and his thighs straddle him at the hips. their cocks rub one on top of the other, eliciting a groan from the depths of his throat as his body starts to move almost instinctively, searching for more contact, more of that intoxicating fire that licks deliciously across his spine. suguru wraps his fingers around both their shafts, thumbing at the vein below choso’s head, liking the way his body responds with a jerk like it was startled out of him.

hissing, suguru bends so he mouths at choso’s closed lips, ‘ fuck… you sure have a nerve making me do all the work here while you sleep. better wake up now before i lose my patience… ’

if this doesn’t work then it has to be something else…

sugurus focus zeroed in on the leaking cock mindlessly rocking in his fist, his mouth watering a little at the thought of sucking him off, so he moves south and even lower, his tongue darting out quickly to lick a stripe up his length and guided by the branches of veins leading to the red, twitching head. there’s teeth grazing where he knows choso likes it, cheeks hollowed up and head bobbing as he swallows him deeper into his throat, gulping around the member and he wonders if he’s ever had cunts that felt this good before. he hopes he hasn’t - knows that he’s worked on making this man addicted to the kind of ecstasy only suguru would be able to offer, hazed to the point that even a kiss would make him drunk and.desperate.

the corners of his eyes fill with tears by reflex, lips already swollen from the rough treatment. it’s when he glances up to take in the sight of him twisting in pleasure that their eyes meet, choso’s dark hues bearing the kind of hunger that couldn’t be faked. 

suguru smiles, choso’s cock slides out of his mouth and rests lazy and throbbing against his face. ‘ good morning, dear. ’

      𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐃. speaking aloud isn't his strong suit, memories and construing sentences to form something profound was difficult. they would never understand, being placed outside that proverbial barrier peering in and watching the 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 motion forward, where his only remaining brother laughed and even cried when met with turmoil. you're a stranger to him, no matter your desperate instinct to comfort those tears and in turn make it better again. ❛ before i arrived here ... i would dream of this world. ❞ a realm unimaginable to those whom never lived. however, they weren't oblivious, even without a 𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐋 to roam beyond their confinements. cursed objects were sentient in their own right, ❛ always imagined what our lives would be like if we were just given a chance be a part of it. ❞

      there was so much choso couldn't express, having gained consciousness without language and moral reasoning. it pained him to ruminate over what truly made sense now that everything became so tangible. taken from all they've known and forged anew, it's like being torn 𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 and only fitting the pieces that fit. discarding fragments that defined core qualities, parts were missing. ❛ i didn't choose this, and you didn't either. but ❞ head shakes for a moment, soft gaze narrowing and observing as he always did. ❛ i guess what i'm trying to saying is, don't punish yourself when the ones who caused it are lying in wait. ❞ he mourns them, every waking moment, kechizu ... eso. would they have been pacified by these words ?

cont. ( 𖥔 ) @keiteiken

❤ + talk about me.

❤' + a url & i’ll write positivity / what i think abt them // @cadavors

insane that we hadn't interacted before it's like we were the same black lipstick split in two or idk, love interacting with you every day and it's not an exaggeration to say i look forward to our chats! you're really funny and also really talented at everything u do from sculpting to writing to graphics to editing (im still in awe at the color choice for gojo omg i could never combine colors like that); really thankful that we met now there's someone who's out there that shares the same taste in ficitonal men and also music and ships and who knows what else lmao fellow satosuguist chosoist suguboo. i'll continue sending u kermit gifs forever <3

      𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓, 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓. insolence is punished without the reluctance one might feel through a semblance of humanity … whether this 𝐆𝐎𝐃 among earth possessed such sentiments was wholly unknown to him. they were at constant odds it seemed, domineering from above while his own limbs groveled amongst dirt and prideful remnants snuffed beneath that overbearing heel. you should strike back with dignity, it’s what they all would have wanted. no, there would be nothing left / you’ll wish for death. why discard playthings when they can be remolded. animals could be domesticated, any of your choosing if confidence serves well enough.

     winching brows, lashes fluttering as that palm gives the slightest pat be complacent. exhale falters with a soft shudder, finding solace in pressed lips seeking his forehead. that 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 symbolized forgiveness. however as hand cradled jawline, squeezing to where his mouth notched open from the pressure, his entire body shifted to accommodate something far more submissive . allowing mistreatment by 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐓 and clenching teeth to prepare himself for it. but nothing happened, nothing save for the crooning malice in his tone. that rumbling vibration it resounded, powerful yet carrying a tenderness for him. either hand secures around his arm, not applying force but resting there for his own false assurance that it wouldn’t simply break his bones. to shatter them with one fatal motion.

     stomach churned, his brother's mentioning nearly averting focus from 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 crimsons eyes. ❛ yes … very clear. ❞  urgency to respond is impulsive, etched into his mind from their time spent together. choso wondered, aimlessly so, as to why this tyrant spared him such wrath. the masses weren't as tolerated, even looking at him wrong could warrant a death sentence. ❛ i never meant to upset you. ❞ voice feathered, hand overlaying the one which held him steady. wishing to ease it, loosen that tension in his grip. ❛ how can i make it right again ? ❞ i'll do anything for you, because you've made it so.

               𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 𝘿𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀 𝘼𝘾𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙎 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙎𝙆𝙄𝙉.       it is a bold move that the little death womb allows himself to look so pretty, so daunting underneath the form of his own body moving over his.      how adorable that he claims that he can fight, that he thinks that he stands a chance.       do they not all understand that they are mere ants to him?       that any given moment he can flick his wrist and they will be destroyed within seconds?         no, ryomen only keeps them around because they are fun to bat between his hands, a tiger that keeps himself from tearing in with claws for the sake of his own fun.        he watches the way that choso quivers underneath him, a slow grin blooming across his face, lighting up crimson eyes that scream of the death and destruction that he can cause within moments.       𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃, 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄.      it is only because he is fun to look at, fun to play with, that sukuna has allowed him to live this long.        he is useful    –––––     he tames the brat outside of these encounters, smiles warm and pretends to be big brother because it's more imaginary lives that have been instilled by kenjaku.       he wonders how fun it would be to break that nose where the arrow dares show itself, across a dainty bridge that would be easy to tear apart.         though, it would be too much of a pity if he did    –––     he has grown fond of this toy, he does not wish to destroy.      not yet.

               a hand dips to his own, tugs it upward where he can reach that damn arrow that has erupted.      cursed energy fuels from the body below and makes him shiver    ––––     it is power, it is weighty;      he wonders just how much damage he could truly unleash if he wasn't so…. damaged.      still,  he allows his thumb to run across the edge of an arrow that is underneath a pleading eye, one that looks far too scared to be comfortable with.         his own eyes narrow for a moment, four crimson searching for a long moment, debating.        no, he does not want to break this one yet.        so instead he lightly slaps his hand against his cheek, presses a mocking kiss against his trembling forehead.        ❝  good boy, choso.      i know it won't happen again.      because if it does….  ❞       ryomen lets his voice trail for a moment before he grabs his jaw, forces those eyes to meet his own.         ❝  i will make you watch as i tear the brat apart, limb from sorry limb, until there is nothing left.      do i make myself clear?  ❞

cont. from ( 𖥔 ) @vzmky

      𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒, 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑. they were intricate motions, poetically entuned to his body. many would attempt this song and dance, when dragged into raves among friends how their eyes bore into him, forms brushing as though by mere accident. suguru managed without retort, nor the fist that came along with it. lashes were tamed with 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 mascara, half-lidded while the breath he had been holding finally exhaled. there is a sense of calm around him, never quite smiling but possessing gentle qualities that indicated his enthusiasm. ❛ i wouldn't mind it. ❞ he always spoke in small intervals, unable to keep up with his own mind and at times prattling before words had a chance to process. ❛ being alone with you, i mean. it seems peaceful. ❞ but that would negate his brother's existences, and would in turn shatter their solitary fantasy.

      opposite hands are nestled on his shoulders, slackening tension, and garnering the softest noise when fingers graze his throat. it's 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 there, even more so when caressed by another. skin blushed, faintly heightened and contrasting beauty marks. heat smolders at the pit of his stomach, spreading through blood streams. you look cute like this. the man crooned, ensnaring attention unlike before where it averted every moment he was caught staring for too long. rain droplets are still filtering from concentrated areas, shivering subconsciously and shuddering against the knee pushing onward between his thighs. that promise on 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 lips, wanting him / requited affections.

      he must seem desperate. but the offer to replenish warmth eased his worry. and it was so very 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 that fabric surrounding him began to tighten . shameful, being aroused by the implication. that might be a sign, one he couldn't simply ignore. obviously this man couldn't either, not while the evidence pressed back against him. ❛ given the timeframe, we should take it slow. i've never been with a guy, and i didn't think i'd get this far. ❞ playing coy, as if he hadn't been fantasizing the entirety of their appointment. undressing him with rapt observation, and fucking him with his eyes. ❛ even so ... i'll do 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 you want, for as long as you want it. ❞ there it was, devotion offered up and nearly begging for him to reciprocate. he craves it, too. whatever this is to either one of them.