Hi! Can I Ask For The Event - Fluff Prompt 14 With Mikey Please And Thank You?

Hi! Can I ask for the event - fluff prompt 14 with Mikey please and thank you?

a/n: this is my first attempt at writing anything for Manjiro, so please be nice 😭

Sano Manjiro | "You're cute when you're jealous." cw: fluffy Mikey, fem!reader, newly established relationship, mutual feelings, sprinkle of angst (if you squint) | wc: 966 | part of the @enchantedforest-network 🌿 | [ THIS EVENT IS CLOSED ]

When you accepted Mikey’s request to be his girlfriend, you knew exactly what you were getting yourself into. He didn’t exactly keep it a secret that he was the leader of the Tokyo Manji Gang, in fact he almost seemed to flaunt it, especially when he wore his commander's coat out in public. 

Yes, you knew he was in charge of ninety nine other members, keeping the peace, and leading the gang meetings. Thankfully he had his captains to help manage so many people, but… it didn’t seem to lighten his workload. 

You’d look for him after school, hoping he would be there to pick you up and ride you home on his nice motorcycle. Those chances were rare, but they did happen sometimes. 

You’d call him on your way home, asking what he was up to (since you know he didn’t go to class). His usual reply was “gang stuff” or something of the sort, and he wouldn’t go into too much detail. Maybe that was for the best, but it still worried you. 

Just how much involvement did he have in and around Tokyo?

You’ve heard the rumors— about the huge fights in parking lots, turf wars, what happened to his brother… but Mikey didn’t seem to be willing to explain any of that to you. Despite now being able to tell your friends you were dating Manjiro Sano, you didn’t have much to tell them about him. 

He would call you during your study time, asking if he could see you. Your parents were adamant that you not be out late, but when you’d open the door to see Mikey standing cooly next to his bike, you couldn’t help but fall in love with him a little more, and ignore every warning you had just heard from your parents not a minute before.

This time, Mikey took you for a ride around the big park near your house. The warm summer air blowing through your hair felt amazing— almost as good as it felt having your arms wrapped around him as he casually sped down the narrow road near the water, and almost as good as it felt when he kissed you under the trees where no one could see, like he wanted you all to himself. 

“So pretty,” Mikey praised as he gave you another kiss on the cheek. You were sure he could feel how hot your face was when his lips touched your skin, flushed and giggling and happy to have his undivided attention. His windswept hair framed his face so perfectly in its own chaotic manner, a slight blush creeping across his face when you’d press yourself closer to him. He was yours, and you were his… 

…until his phone rang from inside his pocket. 

There it is, you thought. The call that would most likely end this perfect moment. You wanted to beg him not to answer it, but you knew that was an unreasonable request, even from his girlfriend.

“Yeah? Oh, Ken-chin! What’s up?” Mikey inquired gleefully as he picked up the call. You watched as his expression went from content to concerned in a matter of seconds, the gleam in his dark eyes nearly fading to nothing almost in an instant. “Alright… yeah… I’ll be there soon.”

Mikey hangs up and gives you an apologetic smile. “There’s something I have to take care of. I’ll drop you off at home.” 

You groan out loud, furrowing your brow and crossing your arms over your chest. “Again?”

Mikey, ever the oblivious boy, cocked his head to the side. “Huh?”

“Every single time,” you start, “when I finally have you to myself, it takes no time for ‘something’ to come up and you have to leave.” 

Mikey stood there with raised brows and wide eyes as you laid into him about how frustrated you felt. You said you hated how little time you got to spend with him, how he seemed to always keep you at arms length, and how much time he dedicated to others rather than you. 

When you were done with your tirade, you must have been red in the face, but his shocked expression morphed into something… softer, almost loving. 

Mikey gently pulled you by the waist and planted a kiss on your lips without so much as a word beforehand. You nearly melted into him immediately, cursing his ability to relieve the stress and frustration within you in a matter of seconds. 

He pulled away from your lips, smiling wide. “You’re cute when you’re jealous.”

You felt heat reach your face when he spoke. He was so casual and unbothered by the fact that you just yelled at him for something he couldn’t control, but instead looked as if he suddenly loved you more for it. 

He raced you home before dark, pulling up to your house and easing you off his bike. You held onto him tightly, indicating your wish for him to stay. It was then that he removed his commander’s jacket and wrapped it around you. You held onto the fabric, in awe that it was now adorning your shoulders instead of his.

Mikey placed his hand under your chin to shift your gaze to his dark irises. “Keep this safe for me, ‘kay? I’ll come back for it tomorrow.” 

You paused briefly before giving him a small assuring nod. “Be safe.”

Another kiss reached your lips as Mikey leaned into your space, gently resting his forehead against yours. “Always.”

He then mounted his bike, alone, revving the engine and speeding off to deal with whatever business Draken had called him about. 

Yes, you knew exactly what you were getting yourself into when you agreed to be Mikey’s girlfriend… and his undeniable affection for you made it worth all the while.

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virgin!gojo's brain stops when you give him head for the first time. he doesn't know how to process the event going on. you are dropped to your knees for him? god. he would only imagine this but now here you are. when your pretty lips kiss his tip, he jerks at the sensation, the softness. you smile and proceed to kitten lick the precum off his cockhead, sending shock down his spine. you don't give him a warning and swallow his cock whole in one go. shit. his heart is basically going to explode. the warmth of your mouth is embracing his long peachy dick. your lower lip is so close to his balls. he grips whatever surface he can until his knuckles go white. he is so cute, all moaning and yelping like that. "ngh—", "unh!", "f-fuuuuck." Sounds like music to your ears. he does this thing with his moan where they are always dragged out in the end and almost never quick. if they were to be quick, he'll start chanting that single word until he has orgasmed. Almost like "ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! fuck"

Since someone brought up isagi as a big brother, how about bachira as a younger brother? feel like he'd be kind of a pervert, trying to peek at his older sister through the crack of the bathroom. :3

Since I’m always on my big bruDDER bullshit I’ll give little bro some love too pHDHFJSHHD but honestly if he was your younger twin???? HeD ACTually be so insane for it iT WOULD WORK SO WEll just listen

He’s been with you since he was born (technically even before that), you two were inseparably attached at the hip until you were much too old, he’s seen you through every growth spurt and every dip and twirl has been with him, by him. He’s the only person you fall asleep with. The only person who can slip into your bathroom while you’re peeing without even blinking. The one person who could probably read your mind in a dark room— and people are gonna try and tell him he can’t be with you however he fucking pleases?

YOUVE always been the only person who’s understood him. You’re the only person who he’s ever thought of with his hand wrapped tight around his cock and panting until he spills cum all over his stomach. You’re jus so pretty, soft and forgiving, and he likes you so much. He likes you so much, it’s honestly enough to make him sick. Enough to make him nervous and annoyed when someone looks at you for too long, and really, even a little murderous. Because really, why the hell are they looking.

The monster likes you too, loves you even. He doesn’t get caught up in what it tells him often, but when he says to sneak into your room late at night and play with your tits - it’s easy to agree. He wanted to do that anyway. Or play footsie under the table and get handsy too, sliding his fingers around under your panties in the mess of slick and cum. Or fuck his cock raw into your clenching little cunt when he ties you to his bed, moaning your name a little bit too convincingly.

Bc you love him, you’ll let him. You always do.

VETERINARIAN!SATORU

CONTENT WARNINGS: fluff, angst, hurt & comfort, loss of a pet, poisoning, smut, breeding kink, talks of pregnancy and children, dad!gojo, this one’s kinda sad but it ends well i promise!!

sena’s note: i was torn between dentist or vet!gojo and then i was like… all animal-loving men can get it and so can gojo.

MINI-SERIES MASTERLIST

➩ VET!SATORU who had studied and graduated abroad, having finished his studies with excellent grades and a bright future ahead of him

➩ VET!SATORU who had a hell lot of patients, and who was aware that over half of them were pets owned by ladies yearning to see the attractive young doc in scrubs, which he couldn’t blame them for

➩ VET!SATORU who never rejected new patients even when his assistants complained multiple times about how overbooked the calendar always was, because to him, all that mattered was to nurse all furry little babies back to health

➩ VET!SATORU who was about to close the clinic one evening, his assistants all having left long ago, just to hear the sounds of faint footsteps rushing to approach the clinic

“please, please help him! i— he’s been poisoned, i couldn’t—”

your sobs were cut off by satoru immediately unlocking the door he had locked seconds ago, and he tenderly took the faint cocker spaniel from your shaking arms. he was barely breathing, and foaming at the mouth.

“miss, try to calm down,” he told you calmly, pointing at one of the chairs in the treatment room when he saw how distraught you were. he would love to cheer you up right now, but time was critical. very much so. “please sit down. i’ll do anything i can.”

you mumbled prayers under your breath as you watched satoru checking your baby’s vitals, injecting apomorphine intravenously to induce vomiting. but it was too late.

➩ VET!SATORU who spent the next few hours in the clinic, watching you break down over your best friend’s loss as you fondled and kissed him, unable to let go; who despite loving his profession so dearly, couldn’t help but loathe it at times like these

➩ VET!SATORU who felt incredibly guilty watching you leave with the unmoving body of your senior dog’s in your arms after you told him you’d be burying him in your parents’ house garden

➩ VET!SATORU who couldn’t really sleep after that, his mind occupied with the images of you desperately trying to save your pawed friend and who grieved the loss of a companion from your teenage years

➩ VET!SATORU who took in two puppies who had been left in a box in front of the clinic, both pretty shades of brown, one of which had the same slightly curled fur as the dog that had slipped from his fingers and he had failed to save

➩ VET!SATORU who walked into the clinic one morning, greeting all waiting patients and their owners enthusiastically, just to pause when he sighted you standing at the counter

➩ VET!SATORU who called you inside first and watched through shaded glasses as you handed him a bag, your eyes dampening when you stared at the table your dog had taken his last breath on

“i forgot to thank you for your services and how you tried everything to save him,” you said softly, voice wavering, “i will pay for it before leaving, i just wanted to give you this.” he swiftly shook his head no, hesitantly accepting the bag to take a look inside. it was a box of chocolates and a bag of dog treats.

“these were his favorites,” you pointed out, chuckling nostalgically, “used to gobble them up like there was no tomorrow. i figured that the other girls and boys who come here might want to try what my boy loved.”

➩ VET!SATORU who excused himself for a second and returned with two tiny pups in his arms who wagged their tails at the charming young man, watching the way your eyes lit up at both of them

“some vile person just abandoned them in front of the clinic. they resemble your baby, don’t you think? i was going to keep both because i never give any animal away, but if you—”

“yes, absolutely!”

you carefully accepted one of the pups, cooing softly when it yipped and snuggled into your touch. satoru just smiled when you then stared at the other pup, seeing the obvious resemblance between them.

“i wouldn’t want to seperate them, though.”

he fell in love with you at that very moment.

“this little, handsome buddy is welcome to come and visit his lovely sister anytime.” he was happy that he finally got to see you smile and laugh.

➩ VET!SATORU who knew that you were the one when he saw you tending to your new pup with the utmost care, always eager to learn more about how how to handle and raise a puppy correctly

➩ VET!SATORU who already had a little family with you, because was there anything more intimate and sweet than having pets together? — but who couldn’t help but wish to have children with you as well

➩ VET!SATORU who was thrilled to find out the feeling was mutual

“wha— you’re off the pill?”

satoru was in the middle of fucking into you skillfully when you confessed it to him. you whimpered at his sudden lack of movement, nodding bashfully. “i know this is not the right time, but—,” you babbled, taking his hand to guide it to your lower belly, “‘m ready, satoru.”

his mind wandered to you swollen with your beautiful kids, tits leaking with your nourishing, sweet milk and face gifted with a natural pregnancy glow — not that you needed it.

“cum inside, ‘toru,” you whined against the pretty veterinarian’s kisses in-between his hips snapping against yours, “make me a mommy. gimme all of it.”

there was no way in hell that satoru wasn’t going to knock you up after this. and put a pretty little ring on your finger, of course.

➩ VET!SATORU who knew he had all he wanted as he saw you walk into the clinic a year later to visit your husband with your tiny babygirl on your arm, a spitting image of her father, and your two former pups on a leash, now grown in size as they wagged their tails wildly upon seeing the tall man in scrubs

➩ VET!SATORU who wondered if you’d say yes to a second child…

ೃ⁀➷ Sukuna watches with a grin as people tremble in front of him, heads held low in fear of what he may do next, barely able to speak a word, trying to please him at any cost.

And then there's you.

You cling to him like a small kitten, you're allowed to touch him— something the others won't even dream of doing (unless they want their heads off their body), you kiss him and look at him so lovingly, you cuddle upto him, laying your head on his chest, tracing his marks with gentleness.

There's a look in your eyes when you look at him. One completely different as compared to the usual looks of fear he's accustomed to. You look at him like he's your entire world. You look at him with eyes dazed with love.

Love— that word alone makes him scoff. But then when you whisper a soft, "I love you" to him, nimble fingers tracing the side of his cheek, looking at him like you'd crumble without him, all he can do is wrap his four arms around you to pull you as close as possible and kiss your forehead.

"What a stupid brat you are..."

GOJO SATORU: ❛❛ IT'S GONNA FEEL SO GOOD, I PROMISE! ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ he's dreamt about fucking you for months, and now that you're finally in his sheets, he has no intent of letting you go—especially when he finds out that he's your first time. NSFW

contents: fem!reader. virgin!reader. kinda sorta subtle coercion, corruption kink, slight dubcon, fingering, p –> v, lots of praise!!, mentions of prior dirty dreams (about you).

author's note: had this stuck in my drafts for a while so uhhhh. yea enjoy. tagging @mymegumi bc i love selene ꨄ︎

"please, baby, it'll feel so good," satoru cooes, threading his fingers through your hair and pulling your face closer to his. "i promise i'll be gentle."

you shrug, scrunching up your nose at satoru hesitantly. "i don't know..."

your boyfriend presses his lips to yours briefly and smiles tenderly. satoru's soft eyes are fixed on you, only you as he widens them pleadingly. "i wanna teach you how to fuck. please, sweetheart, we can stop anytime. jus' wanna make you feel good, i promise!"

it's only partially a lie—yes, satoru certainly wants to teach you to fuck, but he's not entirely certain that he could just stop anytime. especially because he's well aware that fucking a virgin is such an addicting experience—satoru knows you're gonna be so tight that you'll just suck him in, and he isn't that confident that he'll be able to stop once he's started.

but whatever, that's a problem for later—for now, he's focused on persuading you to spread those legs for him and show him your pretty pussy.

you pause, considering his proposal. after a couple seconds, you nod hesitantly. "you promise you'll be gentle?" you ask meekly, averting your eyes.

satoru nods, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "of course—now c'mon, let's get those clothes off of you, baby." and a couple agonizing minutes later, you're half naked underneath a shirtless satoru, and his fingers trace the inside of your thigh.

"so first, i'm gonna make you cum on my fingers, 'kay?" satoru informs you. "needa loosen you up so you can take my dick."

"o-okay," you whisper, swallowing nervously. "i'm a little scared," you admit, fiddling with the waistband of your lacy underwear. "will it hurt?"

after a moment, satoru nods in response. "at first it will. but then you're gonna feel so good, i promise."

"you promise?"

"i do."

satoru tugs down your panties and grins at the sight of your pussy, untouched and reserved just for him. he's dying to just fuck you then and there, rough and no prep, but he made a promise. and satoru has no intention of breaking it.

"ready?" he breathes, positioning his fingers just outside of your entrance. when you nod, he shakes his head. "i'm gonna need to hear it from you, baby. use your words."

"i'm r-ready," you confirm, inching your thighs farther apart for him.

"good girl."

then satoru slips his fingers inside, and you can't suppress the sudden moan that slips out of your lips. to you, it's embarrassing, but to satoru, it's music to his ears. he steadily pushes his fingers farther and farther into your tight cunt, and satoru can't help but marvel at the way you just suck him in.

"you're so fuckin' tight," satoru mumbles, eyes fixed on your pussy. "and so wet, too. i've barely even touched you, fuck."

it's agonizing, really—the sensation of having someone else's fingers inside of you is so new and so strange that you can almost ignore the pain (which is present but not as throbbing as you had feared). satoru makes sure to be as gentle as he can, which unfortunately isn't quite as gentle as you'd like—but it's not too rough for you to handle.

satoru starts widening his fingers in a scissor-like motion, stretching you farther apart to make room for his already rock-hard dick. you squirm around him and whine about how deep his fingers are, but satoru dismisses your complaints with a laugh. "c'mon, this is barely the beginning. if ya can't take this, how're you gonna take my dick?"

a couple minutes later, when satoru finally deems you loose enough, he pulls out his now-drenched fingers. looking you in the eye with a smug smile, he slips his fingers into his mouth and licks your slick off of them. "mm, you taste so good, pretty. lemme see if you feel as good as you taste, yeah?"

and that's how he convinces you to keep your thighs nice and spread wide open for him as he positions the head of his dick at your entrance, practically trembling from the effort it takes to not just pound into you. you're so compliant and perfect for satoru, and it takes every ounce of his willpower to resist the urge to push you up against the headboard and fuck you until you pass out.

but somehow, he manages to control himself. "alright, baby, this is gonna hurt," satoru warns, touching his reddening tip to your soaked pussy. "you ready?"

"y-yeah," you breathe, distantly noticing the way your hands start to tremble. satoru exhales softly and shakes his hair out of his eyes before gently pushing himself inside of you, and the first thought that enters your head is that he's ridiculously big—it feels like you're getting torn apart every second he goes in farther.

"satoruuu," you whine, starting to paw at his chest when he goes in farther, and it's too much, too fast, but he only grins down at you in response. "it hurts, ow... y're too—"

"uh uh, just shut your pretty mouth n' take it," satoru groans, shifting the angle of his hips and going in a little deeper. you cry out in pain, face scrunching up in an effort to numb the stinging sensation around your waist. satoru dips his head and kisses your forehead, murmuring praises on how well you're doing.

"it'll feel so good soon, i promise, baby," he insists, pressing his lips to the spot in between your eyes. "you're takin' me so good, fuck— agh, you're so damn tight, this one's gonna hurt like hell, but you can take it, yeah? my pretty princess, you'll do anythin' i say, won't ya..."

satoru doesn't give you a chance to respond before he says something about this being the last stretch, but his words don't really sink in until he's two more inches deep into you. his last thrust is so sudden and jarring that it makes you cry out his name, over and over and over until the pain evident on your face starts to turn into something that looks a lot like... pleasure?

a self-assured smile grows on satoru's flushed face when he sees the chance, and a thousand more words of praise fall from his lips. your vision's a little fuzzy in the corners, and your mind is all but gone—it's hard to focus on anything but the slowly fading pain.

satoru starts to move his hips back and forth, easing your loosening cunt into him and nodding at the way you slowly start to show signs of wanting more. your eyes brighten up a little and you seem more alert the longer satoru opens you up.

"startin' to feel good now?" he asks, smiling smugly when you nod your head. "yeah, told you so." the prominent blush on his face starts to creep down his neck, and when you reach up and tentatively touch his cheek, that's when he loses it.

it takes every drop of self-restraint in his body to not flip you over, face-down and ass-up and fuck your tight cunt the way he's dreamed about for months. satoru's imagined it for so long that it's practically a reality for him—the way you would whimper his name and claw at the sheets, the way you would cum all over him too many times to count, all of it. he's seen it a thousand times in his head, but having his fantasy so close and yet so far drives him insane.

but as you smile up at him, the almost unnoticeable tremble in your bottom lip assures him that this probably isn't the time. after all, you're not leaving him anytime soon, so he might as well train you first before even attempting any of that on your perfect, untouched body.

"what do i do now?" you ask, and the simplicity of the question is almost childish. especially when satoru almost laughs in response, soft blue eyes glinting with amusement.

"jus' lie there and stay pretty f'me. and keep your legs spread wiiide open," satoru cooes, shaking his hair out of his eyes only for it to fall right back in.

"yeah, you're doin' so good that i don't even buy that you were a virgin—or are you just naturally made for me, huh? maybe that's it, 'cause i swear on my fuckin' life that i've never fucked a cunt this fuckin' pretty, heh."