Me Own My Way To Defy Tengen Uzui Knowing About The Consequence:

Me own my way to defy Tengen Uzui knowing about the consequence:

Are JJK characters Head-Pushers?

(characters are all of age)

Satoru Gojo: Absolutely yes. He puts both hands behind your head and pushes until he feels the bottom of your throat. Is the only way he knows

Suguro Geto: Suffer from dacryphilia - trust me - so the answer is ABSOLUTELY YES. If he doesn't hear you gag he's not doing a good job

Yuji Itadori: He’s a baby. When you ask him if he can push your head a little, he doesn't understand and keeps smiling at you - im so sorry lmao hes dumb

Megumi Fushiguro: Goomi just wants to do what you are comfortable with. He asks for your permission before starting and even when you place his hands behind your head he asks if you are sure of it

Yuta Okkotsu: Not much one who likes to “receive”, HE PREFER TO GIVE. Anytime is a good time to be with his face between your thighs. So the question is for you: Are you a head pusher?!

Toge Inumaki: “TUNA” - Translate as you like

Toji Fushiguro: YES YES YES. Hands on the sides of your head and he will continue to use you as a toy until he feels you choke and tears come out of your eyes. And even then he will not stop because you are his favorite toy and he knows that your mouth is made to take and satisfy only him

Kento Nanami: He is a gentleman he would never do such a thing, unless you ask him to.

Ryomen Sukuna: hell yes! Do you remember he has four arms, right?! Two hands behind your head, one holding you by the throat and the other behind his head as he watches you work on him

Y/N: What happened last night...?

Hange has a bruised arm and new pairs of glasses

Erwin has a black eye and bandages on his arm

Levi has a very obvious hickey

Hange & Erwin: You happened.

Levi: You managed to defeat them up while you were intoxicated.

Y/N: What?!

Levi: You punched Erwin in the face because you said there were caterpillars in his face and you broke Hange's glasses. You kept kicking and screaming so they brought you to me.

Hange: What's worst was your weapon...

Erwin: You used raw beef.

Y/N: ...

Levi: Don't worry you used your mouth for me.

Y/N: ..!

carpe diem - sukuna x reader blurb

seize the day with batted breath

and fight the gods for certain death

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to fight alone means to fail miserably. there will be nothing that sukuna does that can measure a victory if he doesn't have you by his side.

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The effort to change his mind was fruitless.

Sukuna couldn't care less about the trophies if they didn't come along with the admiration and the fear of the people. Nothing you told him could help convey the point that when he finally messes up there's no going back.

"Seize the day," He would tell you once so long ago, eyes filled with wonderous astonishment at just how powerful he was becoming.

Seize the day.

"Miss,"

You look up from your intertwined fingers towards the door.

"He's back. Injured, yes, but he's back."

You run.

You run past the maid, past the halls that echo with your hurried steps, past the throne room, and down the large entranceway to see his bloodied form.

He supports his weight on a strong column, a crimson handprint in his wake whenever he shifts uncomfortably.

You two stare at each other for a second, two seconds, before you're back to running, heaving a little bit as you try to sling his unbothered arm over your head.

There's a heavy silence that follows when you try to walk him back up the marble steps and into the dark hallways and past the curious eyes.

He stays quiet, ears pricking up at every sound, head-turning when he hears shuffles from around him. His eyes are filled with red and purple, anger and pain.

You don't say anything as you lead him down to your chambers, shutting the door with a grunt as you lead him towards the bathroom.

You pour lukewarm water into a tub, getting a washcloth and needles and string, tossing it all on the counter in frustration as you look at him leaning at the doorway.

"You and your idiotic plans." You mutter under your breath, hearing him chuckle darkly at the comment, knowing fully that he heard it.

In fact, you had meant for him too.

"Then why help me if they're idiotic?" He counters back, limping his way to the bathtub, wincing slightly as he peels off his clothing, throwing them into a corner.

You watch as his face relaxes as he eases into the water.

"I choose to help you. When I want. I am not at your mercy nor at your beck and call." You run a hand through your messy hair, rubbing your nose as you looked around, anywhere but his burning stare, anywhere but his burning eyes.

"No, of course not. Because that would make you my personal servant, wouldn't it?" You know he's trying to rile you up. Push you in a way so that you snap and he has a reason to argue with you.

You just look, eyebrows slack, jaw clenching, fists curled.

His arms rest on each side, blood dripping down. He has no care for the wounds, almost teasing them as he knows they will heal with time.

"Not a servant," You say, shaking your head, "Just your lover." You add and he snorts, sucking on his teeth in slight distress.

Trying to think of other things, you wash your hands in the bin, scrubbing the grime off until your hand blisters red from the hot water and it burns to rub any more.

"Don't scratch your skin off," Sukuna comments from behind you, noticing your aggressive washing as he cleans himself.

You nod silently as you dry your hands, shakily wiping some blood off your face once you notice it's there.

He watches under his lids from across the room, though, unlike what you think.

"When was the last time you slept?" You hear him ask, his voice gravelly and low, something you depend on to know whether or not he's feeling serious or caring.

You glance at the neatly made bed, shrugging.

"A day or two. Can't remember. Not long." He raises an eyebrow at your tired form, your legs nearly about to give out from exhaustion.

"Just two days?" He repeats and you glance at him, nodding again.

"Maybe three. Or four. I lose track of time." You can't see how a part of him cracks as he hears your words, how he knows that if it wasn't for his endless reign of terror you would be able to sleep better at night and wake up feeling normal.

He doesn't remark about that, instead opting to grab a nearby towel and patting himself dry once he gets out.

You throw him some spare robes, giving him some space to change as you walk out the room, not noticing just how much you longed to fall on the bed and close your eyes.

You hear him once he's done, pushing you gently out of the way as he gets to his bed, wrapping some gauze around his wounds so that he doesn't stain the sheets.

Yous stand there, watching, observing.

"Are you not coming?" He asks and asks again when you don't answer him the first time.

You look up from the floor, from your shaking and scared hands to him.

"I haven't slept in a week." You tell him.

"I haven't slept since I last heard of you, not knowing if you were alive or lying dead somewhere no one knew." His shoulders tense upon hearing you speak.

"I know I should have. I'm more than just a worrying human in a strand of so many but I love you, Sukuna. I love you so much that even thinking of the possibility that you died put me in this state."

"I can't do it, Sukuna," Your lip is quivering, "I can't do this anymore."

He immediately gets to his feet, taking long and hurried strides towards you, holding your wrest carefully in his hands, staring down at your tear-stained cheeks.

"You said to seize the day, to fight, to breathe, to live. And I can't do any of those things if I can't even sleep at night worrying about the news daylight brings."

His hand goes up towards your face, shaking slightly as he tries to cup your jaw in his palm.

"You want to leave?"

He doesn't ask this.

You've both known this for a while.

"Yes."

You can't see how he breaks completely at the singular word.

Sukuna doesn't let it show how those three letters tore down his stride until his breathing stopped and his heart, or what he liked to think was his heart, shriveled away.

He takes in your worn-out eyes, your sunken cheeks, your cracked lips.

So much different from the first time he saw you.

"I won't keep you here against your will, Y/n." He tells you in a broken whisper and you nod once.

His hand travels down from your face to your lips to your back, pulling you into his chest as he holds you once more.

Seize the day, he told you.

But he never said what to do once the night comes in.

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I'm crying. like literally I should be studying but-

my words to her

paring: suguru geto × f!reader

genre: angst; smut

warnings: +18; cursing; adult themes

word count: 10k

𓍯 in which you meet Suguru; a person who loves turning words into broken sentences; so raw and so real

authors note: would mean lot to me if ppl read this & those who aint geto stans will fall in love with him i guarantee on it; not sure if i do channel him in this one; hes lot like me; wish for it to be recognized for what it is and what is not; but then again i was never here for anything more than letting words wonder into the void of the internet; that being said enjoyy

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