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╰┈➤ humour me [gn! reader] — fluff(?)

summary; demon! reader is very talkative and follows the upper moons around the place

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hi guys! just here to let you know that I will write and post the next chapter in a few days time!

I’ve just been dealing with a lot of pain these past few days so I haven’t had time to concentrate on writing

I appreciate you guys for being patient so much <33

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CHAPTER 2 : CRUSHES

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╰┈➤ summary; the day after his bump in with the cute barista, sukuna struggles with comprehending his small crush, and so goes to his younger brother, choso, for some advice

╰┈➤ includes; plenty of little yuji, choso also being clueless on romance, sukuna pining over reader, pure fluffy chaos, some suggestive stuff near the end, reader’s clueless (will be explained why in next chapter)

╰┈➤ a/n; this chapter sadly doesn’t include reader until the very end, just a little bit anyways, this chapter mainly focuses on sukuna coming to terms with his feelings for reader

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GROANING, SUKUNA PINCHES THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE IN FRUSTRATION, yuji seemingly in his own little world as he doodles away with a variety of coloured crayons, the ones not being used scattered across the mahogany table.

choso simply gave his older brother a soft sigh in response, head tilted to the side like a confused puppy whilst his fingers tap against the table in a random rhythm of sorts.

“what’s got you so worked up recently?” choso queried, before hastily leaving the comfort of his chair and rummaging throughout his cupboards, looking for something for them to snack on whilst they chat.

“it’s…. complicated,” the tatted male huffed out in response, arms splayed across his bare chest - oh yeah, it was a really hot day in tokyo, and so sukuna thought it best to not bother with a shirt, the AC failing to do its job.

choso shook his head at his brothers’ antics, always so stubborn, refusing to talk openly about anything that bothered him.

retreating back to the table with a supply of a biscuit selection, choso sat back down, placing the biscuit selection onto the table for all to share.

yuji let out a little ‘yay!’ at the sight of all the sugar, hands splayed out in a grabby motion, unable to reach the biscuits. sukuna grunted in frustration, before picking up a couple of biscuits and giving it to the pink haired boy. “no more, ya hear? don’t need ya bouncing around the house later,” the tatted man sighed out.

choso let out a small hum of content watching the interaction between the father son duo, knowing damn well that sukuna’s a big softie at heart, especially when it comes to yuji.

“cho! papa has been in contact with (nickname) recently! they go on… dates? like play dates? and then they sometimes come back with him and give me a plushie!”

choso simply smirked at sukuna, smug as ever. “I thought that something like that was going on, the only other time you’ve ever been this way was when you started dating her” he whispered, wishing to avoid yuji feeling sad about his mother.

sukunas’ eyes wondered throughout the kitchen, helplessly trying to avoid eye contact with the spike haired male.

“here’s the gist, just be yourself around them. that’s what I’d say is best, as someone who has dated a few people, majority prefer when you’re yourself…. maybe try to be a bit nicer though, you can be a bit mean sometimes y’know” choso advised the older male.

before sukuna could talk back to his brother, yuji lifted the drawing he was working on, showing that he drew himself, sukuna and you in the middle. all of you holding hands and smiling.

choso gave a knowing look, wanting to say something but choosing not to as yuji was in the same room as them, and he knows damn well that sukuna would simply curse him out for ‘being sassy’ with him.

you were shocked to receive a message from sukuna asking if instead of going out for your next hangout, he invited you to his own house.

yes, you have been to his house a couple of times already, but that was simply at the entrance, you’ve never actually been in his house.

to say you are nervous would be an understatement, you were practically pissing your pants as we speak.

on the way to his house, you bought a couple souvenirs for him and yuji. sukunas’ being a cologne of sorts, yujis’ being a kids colouring book as the kid seemed to enjoy his colouring.

when you arrived, the door suddenly opened even before you could ring the buzzer. the sight in front of you nearly made you pass out in shock. there the man was, a towel hiding his groin, abs on full display, body partially wet, with tats covering him from head to toe. your eyes quickly looked down, noticing how his tattoos go beyond the towel….

a gruff cough of your name flustered you, eyes avoiding his. sukuna simply chuckled at the sight of you checking him out and flustering over him noticing your stare off with his nether regions.

“(NAME)!! you’re finally here for the play date! are you ready to help build the fort with us? we even have a selection of movies on standby, sweets, crisps, snacks…” you filtered out yujis’ excited rambles as his tiny hands grabbed onto your hand, dragging you into the living room.

sukuna dragged himself to the room you and yuji resided in, wiping down the left over wetness with the smaller towel over his shoulder.

“sorry for the late notice, but I actually need a bit of help as I’m in a pickle this moment. I have work to do in half hour or so, and was wondering if you could look after him for me?” sukuna silently pleaded, teeth grit in a grimace.

“yeah sure, I would honestly love to look after little yuji! he’s such a well behaved kid. usually I would charge for doing something like this, but I wouldn’t mind doing it for free if….. we could possibly go on a date at some point?” you grinned, hand playing with yujis’ soft locks as he whined out in protest, small chubby hands hitting yours in retaliation, which you failed to feel.

“huh?” sukuna deadpanned

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HUMOUR ME

╰┈➤ a/n; this was a request from someone and I sadly can’t tag them, tumblr’s a bitch

╰┈➤ cw/tw; mentions of dead bodies

doesn’t seem interested in you at first

at first he saw you as a stubborn demon who was just in his way 24/7 and followed him around just to annoy him

but then when he saw you laugh for the first time, for the first time in hundreds of years, he got literal chills

he is now low-key intrigued by your presence

but he won’t mention it or even acknowledge your existence at times, which can be disheartening

he doesn’t talk back much, usually just grunts in response if you ever ask him questions or are trying to converse with him

he finds your humour fascinating to say the least

the fact you even have a sense of humour is somewhat unheard of with demons, since most of them just wanna eat/kill people and can’t be arsed

he respects you but he’s confused by you at the same time

doma loves you

like you two have so much fun together

he loves showing you his cult

and showing you the bodies of women he has hidden

the fact that you’re talkative makes him love you even more

he loves talkative people

doesn’t help that barely any of the other upper moons talk to him :(

so the fact that you talk to him pretty much 24/7 makes him delighted

when you laugh, his entire body pretty much goes into flight or fight mode

it annoys him to no end

especially since you’re underneath him rank wise

it’s like he hates you but loves you

but not really since he can’t even feel emotions in the first place and just fakes his emotions so-

you remind him way too much of doma

he detests you so much

the fact that you’re on friendly terms with doma makes him despise you 100000x more

so with you following him around he sometimes just wants to smack you or kill you on the spot

but he knows muzan don’t like that and he’ll probably be tortured if he lays a finger on you

so he just sucks it up and doesn’t bother responding when you talk to him

it’s as if you’re invisible

hates how your laugh gets him worked up too

like why is your laugh so haunting?

overall, doesn’t like you but kind of respects your strength

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CHAPTER 1 : EYE-TO-EYE

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╰┈➤ summary; one friday afternoon, you come face-to-face with a man covered in tats. when at the counter, a small voice politely asks ‘papa’ for a cookie…

╰┈➤ includes; gn! barista! reader, single dad! sukuna, child! yuji, extreme fluff, sukuna is 28 (had yuji at 18), reader is early 20s’ so somewhat of an age gap

╰┈➤ a/n; consider this mini series as a 1k follower special! I’m so stoked I made it this far, tysm for all the support throughout the years <3

╰┈➤ taglist; @alluresenses, @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4 (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)

THE GENTLE TINKLE of the bell alerted you of a new costumer, causing you to turn around away from the coffee machine ready to greet said customer with a smile and polite welcome, only for your body to stiffen in reflex.

the man that now stood in front of the counter had an eerie aura to him. he wore a black wife beater, the tight clothing highlighting the muscles that lay beneath the clothing, his arms covered in black tats, the muscles making the tats seem extra prominent. his grey sweatpants may be baggy, but you guessed that underneath lays muscular legs and thighs that could easily crush a watermelon-

snapping out of checking out the hot, dangerous looking stranger, you gave him a strained smile at him, hoping he couldn’t sense your nervousness. a small voice saying “papa, can I please have a cookie?” startled you. two little chubby hands cling to the counter, a mop of fluffy pink hair peeking at the variety of cookies on display.

“oi you brat! you’ve already had dessert at chosos’, I don’t need you bouncing off the damn walls when we get back,” the man grunted, arms crossing against his chest, which made his man tits more profound.

“hey, how about this; you can have a hot chocolate instead of a cookie?” you suggested, smiling at the cute little boy in front of you.

facing his father, yuji proceeded to plead him with the signature puppy dog eyes whilst a continuous chorus of pleases left his mouth.

sukuna sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before he mumbled out “one hot chocolate for the brat and black coffee for me,” causing yuji to throw a little celebration, squealing in delight and hugging sukunas’ slutty waist, literally jumping with joy.

the sight plastered a small, genuine smile onto your face, unbeknownst to you, causing a blush to form onto sukunas’ usually stoic face, heart pounding in his chest at this new feeling.

when they found a table to sit at, you began making their drinks. whilst brewing sukunas’ coffee you thought to yourself why only the father was out with his son, is the mother out of the picture? do they take turns with custody over the child? is he simply having some father son bonding time?

you choose not to pry over it, it’s none of your business anyways. it’s kind of comical seeing such a scary, dangerous looking guy with a cute little kid. you have to admit though, the kid’s cute, even though he’s just a carbon copy of the man, but cuter.

when finished with their drinks, you quickly carried them over to their table, noticing how yujis’ face seemed to brighten up at the sight of you carrying his sweet drink. you placed their drinks onto the table, yuji thanking you with all his might whilst sukuna mumbled a small ‘thanks’ in response.

“hiya! i’m yuji and this is my daddy sukuna!” the boy greeted before you left back to the counter. you decided to stay and talk to the kid a bit, since it was near closing time and no other customers seemed to be coming in.

“hi yuji, i’m (name), it’s nice to meet you,” you smiled, ruffling his hair, causing him to let out little giggles at the gesture. sukuna sat back idly watching you interact with his son.

‘mmm, they interact well with yuji. I haven’t had any luck with any partners, especially when they find out I’m a father. his mother was a piece of shit and didn’t even want yuji in the first place, she left me with the brat when he was born’ sukuna thought to himself, maybe he could try shooting his shot? earlier he did notice you eyeing him up and down like a piece of candy, so maybe you’re interested?

“oi brat! quit annoying them!” sukuna berated yuji, testing out the waters to check if you really did want to talk to yuji because you wanted to or if you felt obliged to.

“nonesense! he’s not annoying me, a cutie such as him could never annoy me. I love kids, they give me so much joy. your dad sure is a lucky guy to have you isn’t he?” you grinned, pinching his chubby cheeks in the process causing him to whine out in retaliation.

internally sukuna is smitten, he’s never seen anyone treat yuji with such love, other than choso. maybe you are the right one after all? the problem is, how can he ask you out without making a scene? (the scene being yuji making a huge fuss over him having a partner for the first time since his mum)

“do you have a pen by any chance?” the sudden sound of sukunas’ deep voice sent a small shiver down your spine. “yup, just give me a second sir” you curtly responded, rummaging through your breast pocket before grabbing a pen and giving it to the tatted man.

sukuna grabbed a napkin from the table and hastily scribbled down something before placing the pen back onto the table and practically chugging his coffee.

“brat you finished with your drink?” sukuna asked the little munchkin “noooo, need more time!” yuji cried out. you simply took his cup and placed the coffee into a take out coffee cup, giving it to him so he could drink it on the way back.

“thank you!” yuji bowed, before taking his dads’ way larger hand into his own tiny chubby one. you simply watched as they walked out of the shop, the gentle tinkle of the bell indicating that they’ve left.

you spotted the napkin sukuna wrote on, numbers scribbled along with a small ‘my number : if interested text me and we can go on a date’

you became flustered, feeling your heart flutter at the thought of seeing the attractive dilf once again. maybe you’d text him tomorrow, as you’re usually free on Saturdays as the shop closes earlier at 12:00.

you’re surprised that sukuna was interested, he didn’t show much interest during your interaction. he’s going to be a hard guy to read.

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NOOO GOJO DON’T EAT HIM >:(

el wiwi

*puts ‘em in my mouth* yummy😋

Gojo’s Hands IRL:

His hands would be the second softest out of the men ….and coldest. He puts on a clear coat every other week. When he touches you he usually let his cold fingers linger on your skin just to annoy you.