Can You Write Headcanons For Mikey, Draken, And Chifuyu (seperate) When They Notice Their Fem S/o Fangirling

Can you write headcanons for Mikey, Draken, and Chifuyu (seperate) when they notice their fem s/o fangirling while looking at something on her phone? When asked what she's looking at, she tells them she's scrolling through pics of guys she thinks are attractive. She then shows them she's been scrolling through pics of nobody else but them. Plot twist, THEY were the attractive guy. (I hope I explained this correctly. DX)

sano manjiro [mikey], ryuguji ken [draken], & chifuyu matsuno when their s/o is fangirling over them: headcanons

[𖤐] helloo anon, and thank you for requesting!! i'm sure if i was able to do this idea justice...bUT i tried LMAO, this was kinda hard to write for some reason?? i'm sorry if it's not how you wanted it, but feel free to send another req in when i open them soon!! i hope you still enjoy!! <33

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sano manjiro [mikey]:

✂︎ it wasn’t really uncommon for you to be on your phone when you were chilling with mikey; he would always be laying his head on your lap, (mostly likely taking a nap) and you would be occupying yourself by running your fingers through his hair and looking through your phone.

✂︎ and exactly like that, it was just like any other day, except for the fact that you were currently scrolling through the photos that you had taken on your phone, curious as to what you had taken in the past couple weeks. it shouldn’t have come as any surprise that your camera roll was filled with several pictures of mikey, and you couldn’t help but just squeal a little bit at some of them.

✂︎ he always looked pretty, but you were just reminded of it even more as you swiped through the candid pictures of him that you had taken; how could somebody be so photogenic that they looked as good as he does in all of these photos? it was honestly quite astounding, and you were left trying to keep your blatant astonishment to a minimum.

✂︎ ahh, but you really couldn’t help yourself, and you accidentally woke mikey up from the way you had started quietly squealing, (also maybe because you stopped running your fingers through his hair).

“(y/n)-chan? what’s wrong?”

“h-huh?! oh, nothing, just a cute boy…”

“what?! is he cuter than me? (y/n)-channn, let me see!”

“no! it’s embarrassing; you can’t!”

✂︎ before you could say anything more, he snatched your phone from your grip, instantly glaring at your phone screen to see who you had been fangirling over. you could only look away as you felt a heat rising to your cheeks, waiting for whatever he was about to say.

“these are all pictures of me...haha, wait! was i the cute boy?”

“...”

“haha, don’t be embarrassed (y/n)-chan, i think you’re cute too!”

“yeah yeah whatever, give me my phone back,”

“no, i’m keeping it now! have you been taking pictures of me when i wasn’t looking? ooo, are you a stalker-”

“shut up!”

ryuguji ken [draken]:

✂︎ when waiting for draken while he’s busy during a toman meeting, it happens to get rather boring when you’re just in the middle of a parking lot, doing nothing. the times when you were able to talk with emma and hina were always nice, but being by yourself was just so dull, i mean, what were you supposed to do just sitting there for half an hour?

✂︎ it’s safe to say that there really isn’t anything to do there, so you’re oftentimes just sitting around and scrolling through your phone to pass the time. a pretty boring experience if you had to say so yourself.

✂︎ you have to say though, probably the best way to entertain yourself is to scroll through pictures of draken. you really can’t help yourself; you could stare at a picture of him for forever because wow, he’s just so amazing. you always loved to take photos with him, and just the way he would sometimes glance at you like you were his whole world instead of the camera just made your heart skip a beat. ahh, you couldn’t help but to smile at it, (and maybe let out a few squeals).

✂︎ in fact, it was actually enough to keep you occupied for the rest of the meeting, and you hadn’t even noticed the yell from mikey, saying ‘dismissed!!’ or the people around you getting on their bikes and heading home. if you hadn’t noticed that, it was also safe to say that you hadn’t noticed the familiar voice calling out your name.

“(y/n)! what’s gotcha so wrapped up that you couldn’t hear me callin’ for you?”

“oh nothing, just looking at some pictures of this cute boy. he’s really attractive,”

“hah?? who is it??”

“sorry, can’t say.”

✂︎ draken is literally just staring at you because he’s thinking, ‘who the hell is this guy.’.

“let me see,”

“no,”

“wHY?!”

“because!”

✂︎ flipping the phone around to show him, it displayed a picture of him that you hadn’t taken not too long ago, (without his knowledge). he immediately leaned in closer to get a good image of who it was he needed to beat up before he realized...it’s him.

“you’re a real pain in the ass sometimes, y’know that? you did that on purpose, didn’t you,”

“perhaps...it was too funny to pass up though-”

“oh, you thought it was funny? how’s this for funny?!”

✂︎ fuckin’ hauled you over his shoulder and onto his bike, essentially freaking you the hell out. he thought it was pretty funny.

chifuyu matsuno:

✂︎ it was always a surprise whenever your boyfriend would decide to sneak into your room; he would never really give a heads-up beforehand, just showing up out of the blue and opening up your window that you always seemed to keep open just a crack for him. it would be a lie if you said that you weren’t inexplicably happy whenever you would hear the slow slide of your window opening, and it would also be a lie if you said that you didn’t wait for him every night, even if he had just visited the night before.

✂︎ it was one of those nights where you were waiting for him, (even though you knew he wouldn’t be coming; he had told you that there was still things he needed to do for toman). you had only meant just to stay up a bit later, but before you knew it, it had been almost two hours, and what had you been doing the entire time? you had been looking at pictures of chifuyu.

✂︎ you had been sorting out the different pictures in your camera roll, making albums for different things, when you had come across some pictures you had taken a few days before on your date with chifuyu. he had taken you to go get ice cream and go to the park; it was simple, but it was still amazing. some of the pictures made you laugh as you scrolled through them, making you end up going through your entire camera roll so you could make an album of the pictures you have of him, (maybe fangirling in the process just a bit).

✂︎ maybe you should’ve been paying closer attention though, because before you can scroll over to the next photo, there’s suddenly someone in front of you, and they-

“you should be asleep right now (y/n)! what’re you doing?!”

“god, you scared me chifuyu!!”

“sorry, sorry...but you should really be asleep right now, you have school tomorrow!”

“lost track of time, sorry,”

“ehh, it’s fine. so, what were you squealing about earlier?”

“huh?”

“before you noticed me, you were squealing about something on your phone. can i see?”

“no! no, it was just...uh...a really cute boy! i was looking at pictures of a really cute boy, that’s all! so you don’t need to see!”

✂︎ chifuyu is just looking at you with a bit of a sad face; he wasn’t planning on saying anything, but it was obvious from the look on his face that it wasn’t exactly what he was expecting.

“ah fine, you can see, but don’t make fun of me…”

“oh, no it’s alright, i don’t really- wait...is that a picture of me…?”

“not a word, matsuno.”

✂︎ he just groaned and mumbled an apology, his knees on your floor as he buries his face in your covers because he’s embarrassed that he had gotten jealous.

“you’re so mean…”

“i know right, i’m the meanest, but you love me, right?”

“yeah…”

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bully! sukuna ♡ pt. 2 -> pt. 1

bully! sukuna who you accidently into while walking through the hallways, arms full with heavy textbooks.

bully! sukuna who can’t help be entertained by the way you heat up, rapidly apologizing as your scurry your textbooks back into your arms as he scolds you.

“ya got four eyes ‘nd still don’t know where you’re going? you stupid or something, brat?”

bully! sukuna who doesn’t help, but takes a note of your cute face when you take off to your late course.

bully! sukuna who starts to take an interest in you when he starts noticing you around the school campus, either indulged in your phone, on doing your work.

bully! sukuna who realizes you have no friends to keep you company, and is intrigued at the thought. so he decides to keep you company ♡

bully! sukuna who searches for you during school hours just to torment you for hours on end. tugging on your hair, groping your thighs, making you give him kisses, and pulling you out of classes just for you two’s make out ‘practice sessions.’

bully! sukuna who always leaves you desperate and whiny, but does nothing to suppress your horniness and leaves you high ‘n dry :<

bully! sukuna who walks behind you on a case of stairs and takes up skirt photos of your ass and chubby cunt, just to find your hidden little instagram and send it to you on a burner account.

♡ . . cute panties. slut

stop it! delete it! . . ♡

bully! sukuna who has you at his beck and call, and he knows that. who knows that even though you’re so irrelevant, youre still overly prideful; so he plans to destroy that, destroy you, and make you his.

imagine humiliating douma in front of his followers by putting a vibrator in him when he sits on his throne listening to his followers, and then spreading his legs or bending him over on the same holy throne, maybe even letting his followers walk in on their leader in such a position..

AHHHHHHH

idk man, i don’t think he would be humiliated by it, maybe slightly, but the idea of him being watched literally sends him into a mini euphoria.

i think he would like to be in a position where is draped across his throne, with you sitting on the arm rest, and you hand jerking him off. his legs are spread for everyone to see and he seems to be melting into your touch.

and when somebody does walk in, it only makes him moan out louder. he wants them to hear him, wants them to look at their leader in disgust, it turns him on to such an amount that it sends his head spinning.

tho, it can happen only once, because he most likely would kill any of the followers that did see him after. :/

・✶ ｡ﾟmikey loved finding different ways to draw out your pleasure.

♱ warnings — f!reader, vibrator use, unprotected sex, creampie, teasing, slight orgasm control, edging, overstimulation. ꒰ fank yew nonnie who sent in the mikey / vibrator suggestion ! ꒱

“not yet.” mikey drawls from where he’s pressing his cock into you, deliberately pulling away the small toy that’s sending pleasurable vibrations through your clit when he feels your walls squeeze around him a little too tight. you’re close.

“m-manjiro.. please!” you gasp, words like a whispered plea and the next roll of your boyfriends cock into you feels like it reaches even deeper, pushing against the swollen spot inside of you that’s begging to be touched before he’s drawing back again and letting his blown, dark gaze look over you.

“but i like you like this.” mikey speaks in earnest, a fondness to his tone when he splits your folds with the plastic toy and whimpers when he feels it graze the sensitive glands of his cock, rolling his hips into yours as he circles it teasingly around your clit. “.. f-feels good.”

you feel so mindless below him, thighs twitching from the orgasms he’s ripped from you and you feel your whole body tremble, as do your lungs with the next ragged inhale you take when he presses harder against your clit. he’s addicted to your reactions, he loves watching the way your lips part to moan and the intoxicating squeeze of your doughy cunt around him — how can he ever be expected to stop? he needs more.

mikey groans again, something a little needier—breathier when he begins a pace that’s more of a slow grind, making your fingers twist into the sheets below you as he lets you take a breath, taking the vibrator from your clit even if only to drink in the pleasure only he can give you when he fucks you.

the languid roll of his lips is lazy, but his cock is pushing up against your sensitive spots just right when he lets himself fall forward, lips ghosting against your cheek so you can hear the lust-driven pants and groans that fall from his with every connection of his hips with yours. his pupils are darker than usual, blown and glassy and you know that he’s probably hanging onto his last thread of self control just like you are when he looks at you.

“does.. hnnn, fuck—does it feel good?” mikey drawls and the way you’re gasping out his given name makes his cock throb from where it’s buried in you. his finger tremble on the next squeeze around your hips when your next moan is followed by a breathy yes, manjiro and suddenly the vibrations are back, more intense and splitting along your folds as his head falls forward to grind out a growl.

“is that the spot?” he drawls when he smoothes the plastic toy under the hood of your clit, and the sudden burst of bliss along your skin catches you both off guard when your thighs squeeze around his hips, pussy clenching almost too tight around his cock as the vibrations only prolong your blissful state as you cum. “o-oh, fuck.” mikey slurs low but sharp as his hips press into yours at the first milking compression of your walls.

you feel his heavy pants fan along your skin as he loses himself in the fluttering push and pull of your cunt, his lazy pace stuttering before his cock twitches and he finally spills hot inside of you. a low whine rumbles low in his throat with the back and forth rock of his hips with yours, his body curling over your as he hugs you closer.

you watch mikey sway when he finally pushes himself up, flushed to his chest when he gives your spent body a lazy, drowsy look and you can’t deny the way his lips seem to curl up ever so slightly after makes something warm bloom in your chest.

but then you hear a familiar sound followed by a sudden shock of pleasure from between your still trembling thighs, your eyes rolling back as your boyfriend taps the vibrator against your still sensitive clit with a barely there pout.

“no fair.. i wasn’t done.”

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ও gojo satoru x fem!reader

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 never stops talking. even during sex. hell, he's even more talkative during sex.

and he knows that you're not as chatty as he is. especially when he's buried deep inside your cunt.

"keep talking to me or I will stop, princess." he orders, his blue eyes leaving where your two bodies are connected to meet your face.

"I..."

he raises an eyebrow, inviting you to keep going, his hands tightening around your hips to stop your body from moving. you release a cute whine and he starts rubbing soothing circles with his thumbs on your skin, a soft smile spreading across his handsome face.

"I went to the bookstore this morning and..."

you pause to let out a shaky sigh as he starts to move slowly again, dragging your hips back and forth and your hands find his shoulders to keep you balanced.

"it's okay princess, keep going, I wanna know how was your day." he coos, almost purring against your ear.

and you're too busy trying not to stutter to notice the way his bottom lip is slightly shaking, the way he removes one of his hands from your hip to grab a fistful of the sheets, his knuckles going white around the soft fabric. his cock is still lazily pumping in and out of you and his eyes close for a split second when he hears your voice crack as you try to explain in detail how your day went. gojo has always lived a life of restraint, and his sex life is no exception. he's always gentle with you because he has to, even when you ask him to be rough, he'd break you in two if he really listened. but god sometimes he desperately wants to.

he smiles at your obedience and you keep talking, your hands clutching his chest, your nails lightly scratching his skin.

"can't... please, satoru..."

you swear you just felt his cock throb inside you and you whimper when he suddenly grabs your face, his large hand covering almost half of your face.

"look at me. baby, you're so sweet, all of you is so pretty, I could keep fucking you like this forever."

you try to look away from his piercing gaze but it's no use with the way he's holding your face. he's all over you, his free hand roaming over your tits, his mouth leaving wet kisses on your neck and his cock bullying your poor pussy.

this sweet torture will last until he gets tired of your whines, which rarely happens.

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓’𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋

fuckin' during work hours

— gojo satoru + student!fem!reader, nanami kento + fem! coworker, fushiguro toji + fem!coworker, sukuna + fem!vessel

mdni. Satoru: riding, oral male receiving. Nanami: oral male receiving. Toji: degradation, overstimulation. Real form Sukuna: perv watching you change and touch yourself, monsterfuking ig ( just four arms ), pet names: angel, pretty.

Satoru's pretty student, who's definitely a couple years younger than him, but won't stop her from creaming his cock.

you've been teasing him for hours, sitting so prettily, legs crossed and skirt hiking up your thighs enough for his eyes to wander from the rest of the class to the soft patch of skin on display. thank fuck for the blindfold.

Satoru could almost whine with satisfaction as you asked him for a 'private chat' concerning your grades, truly he wasn't stupid, the lust in your eyes palpable and who was him to deny such pleasures to a pretty girl like yourself.

you're so fucking hard to resist, he thinks he should at least you treat you to dinner, or wait til you reach his apartment to flip your skirt up, pull your panties down and shove his long fingers inside your dripping cunt. it's just a quick prep but feels eternal with how painfully hard his cock feels pressing onto the zipper of his pants, waiting for nothing else than dirty your pussy walls with pre. and he fucks just as desperate, marks of his fingers were sure to show up the following mornings with how tightly his hold felt on your waist, bouncing your body up and down his throbbing cock in sync with the office chair squeaking as your ass slammed against his thighs.

"s'fucking pretty f'me" he slurs, big hands cupping your tits through the uniform shirt that make you moan and toss your head back, unconsciously clenching around his leaking tip, "just like that, angel... fuck, this pussy feels heavenly" needless to say it becomes an occurrence between you both, getting bolder with the days as you find yourself sucking Satoru's cock while he nonchalantly speaks with Yaga about his fear students academic performance.

Kento's sexy, smart and hardworking coworker who always looks amazing bent over the copy machine.

that pencil skirt looks wonderful on you, but he's not a creep, Kento just loves to admire your beauty in a normal respectable distance, or at least for now.

he's certain you're doing all this on purpose, the way your hands seem to linger on his shoulders a bit longer than necessarily while pushing your cleavage a tad closer to his face where you're currently showing him something on the computer screen, the lipstick he mentioned accentuated your features becoming your favorite, and the unnecessary encounters in the copy room where you always had something to search for when the man was there.

and he really tries, but the office is almost empty, the blinds are down and your lips are so sweet on his, creating an echo that's barely audible but enough for his cock to get hard, Kento won't push you, but your hand on his crotch surprises him, and just as quick as that happened, you're on your knees with the same lipstick smearing all over your mouth and leaving marks on his length.

his cock twitches at the picture, "relax your jaw" he whispers, hoarse and struggling to catch enough air as his hands cup the back of your neck, thumbing the bulging skin of your cheek while guiding you up and down his cock.

Kento licks his lips at the sight of the hand that wasn't digging on the skin of his thighs, skimming down to lay between yours, a symphony of wet sounds resonating from where your fingers fuck your pussy to where your mouth gets fucked. and fuck if he didn't wish to bend you over in this exact moment, but there's still people around, and hopefully next time he'll get a nice copy of your tits against the glass of the machine.

Toji's hot coworker who always finds the time to be around him.

fuck this work. seriously, if Toji didn't have the need, he'll be spending his whole day and night fucking you full in every single available surface of his home.

he was hesitant to be paired with you at first, not because he doubted your skills, but because he wasn't really sure he could keep his eyes away from your ass for too long.

and he was right, and with time, what began as simple touches on your arms and waist, fully turned into fucking in the backseat of the rented car the company provided for your mission.

"fuckin' slut" he groans, briefly brushing the tips of his fingers across your ass to watch the skin jiggle underneath his palms, "been teasing me f'so long, huh, needy little thing was actually desperate for cock"

and you whimper back, nails digging into the leather seat where your face was pressed, muffling your screams while Toji almost touched your cervix, heavy balls messy and wetly slapping against your clit with your mixed cum that only fueled the pleasure churning in your tummy.

"pussy sucking me in every time I pull out, wanna cum that bad?" Toji's words come with a smirk you can't see, and it's easier said than done, edging on extreme overstimulation as you've already cum more than thrice, yet the man's frame still engulfed yours and pounded your pussy as if he hated you.

Sukuna's gorgeous vessel who made her way 'til his heart and pants, quite literally.

this wasn't part of the plan at all, Sukuna was well aware your body was mainly a transport to his final destination, aka a perfect vessel that Kenjaku choose for him.

you caught his attention in more than one way, you might call him a pervert if you found out he saw you change, hardening in his loose pants at the sight of your bare body and moans escaping your lips after multiple calls of his name as you tried to verify if he was around before touching yourself.

Sukuna only chuckled at himself, deciding to test out a couple of hypotheses he had regarding your behavior, which turned out to be correct since, instead of pushing him aside from the beginning, you currently clung to his broad shoulders as he moved you up and down his cock, a pair of hands held you from below your ass, digging and spreading the flesh to accommodate more of his length inside your quivering pussy, while the other two entertained in both flicking your clit and playing with your nipples.

"tightest fucking pussy" he moans, and it rumbles through the empty space, "mine all mine" Sukuna is desperate, using you like a flashlight with how he easily manhandles your whole body.

you could hear drops mixing with the already liquid filled ground that most definitely came from your excessively wet cunt, slick dripping down your thighs, splattering all around with how deep and fast the king of curses fucked you, marking you inside and out.