Nobunaga Is Not One Of My Favorites At All But I Just Imagine Just Straight Up Ugly Crying Snot And All.

Nobunaga is not one of my favorites at all but I just imagine just straight up ugly crying snot and all.

I bet he’d be all loud and obnoxious with it and start mentally planning a little bullshit funeral like a child would when their hamster dies.

I bet if you kept it up he prolly would call up some of the troupe member and wail over the phone about the “death” lmao

And I see Chrollos teasing reaction would prolly him tossing a blanket over us and reciting quotes from the Bible in a mock funeral🤣

And Feitan not giving a fuck is just gold.

pretending to be dead in front of hxh yans. because why the hell not?

Warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapping, and implied violence.

Word Count: 900. (this was only supposed to be 400 😭)

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Chrollo

Chrollo will know right away. There is no doubt about that. Even if he was in another room and just happened to walk in through the doorway as you flopped on the floor like a fish.

He will probably hit you up with a "Darling, get up or we won't go to the museum tonight" or something like that. He likes using this carrot and stick technique quite a lot, but with his own spin on it using his manipulation tactics. He will lure you in with a reward for behaving yourself or take something away when you are bad.

If you continue this charade despite his threats, he will attempt to entertain you for a bit. Maybe he pokes you with the end of an umbrella or something, or mockingly weeps your supposed death. Eventually this will annoy you so much you will surrender.

His response is directly proportional to why you did this. Did you do it for attention? He will gladly give it to you, with reading to you and handfeeding you your favorite food, still warm from its takeout box, or maybe he even attempted to make it himself (though, if the dish doesn't come out as planned, as his perfectionism is a huge part of him, he will throw it out before you even find out he cooked something in the first place).

Did you do it so he would actually think you are dead so you could sneak off to freedom? Well, expect him to tease you about it from this point forward, but nothing serious happens. Unless you attempt to attack him and actually prevail, usually his punishments are bare to none.

Nobunaga

Nobunaga is many things. Being in touch with reality is definitely not one of them. He already sees you as a fragile little baby, so trying to play dead in front of him will cause him to have a panic attack of sorts.

He believes your entire act, as bad as you were doing it. He cries and caresses you in his arms. His crusty, dry lips, unholy body odor, and his utterly disgusting breath will be the only reasons you will ever reveal your cover.

He reacts to you being alive as horribly as you expect. He will start yelling at you, scolding you like a toddler who snuck into the cookie jar and not a captive trying to get back to society once more. If he was already in a somewhat bad mood, like you rejected his advances for the umpteenth time, and he got annoyed at you playing "hard to get" again, expect to even be sent to bed without dinner or dessert. Horrifying, right?

But, then again, dinner is always raw or burnt. You are sometimes convinced Nobunaga is trying to poison you to further immobile you, so you won't attempt to escape further. Maybe this whole playing dead thing was successful, in its own way? You would rather eat pebbles than the halfway cooked rice Nobunaga puts in your pink plastic plate.

Feitan

Feitan just stares at you, not blinking. He already knows what you are trying to do. He already has a staring problem, observing everything you do, from drawing to looking outside the small, barred window in your room, so his reaction, in all honesty, does not surprise you one bit.

He will just go about his day. Feitan is an expert on the human body, being the Troupe's lead torturer and all, so he knows the difference from when you are faking being sick (or in this case dead) from when you are actually sick (a possibility from both the escape attempts and the fact that Feitan's little cabin in the middle of the woods has no heat or air conditioner. He says he does not need it, so he does not recognize it as a problem).

As always, he says nothing. He only sees this as a little bit of a tantrum you're having, and lets you have your way for once. When you eventually give up or when he has had enough of watching you, he'll leave the room to do something else.

But nothing bad happens to you, shockingly. But there is major emphasis on to you. If you have refused to admit defeat, he'll torture yet another poor unfortunate soul in his basement, their screams much louder than usual, and you will break at one point or another, either asking Feitan to stop or going to your room to put your pillow (which can also be a weapon with how hard it is) over your ears.

Machi

Machi, similar to two of the three assfarts, knows exactly what you are doing. But, like Nobunaga, she still worries, although she does not show it, and she also scolds you.

But, unlike the rest of them, she tries to listen to you after she shakes you into revealing yourself. She wants to know why you did that. If you say to try to escape from her, her heart will be broken once again.

Machi may not be the most emotionally understanding, but she does in fact try, although what she does after this incident is largely the opposite of what you wanted to happen. Even though her intentions are good, in her opinion. She will become more present in your life, bringing home more gifts for you and trying to hug you whenever you ask, although she will never initiate it herself.

She hopes you won't do that again. She'll tell you as such. She was not trying to manipulate you with the increase in gifts and consensual touches, but you will feel so bad you won't attempt such a thing from that point forward.

I literally just binged this series and one-shot and I love both of them~

I’m really excited to see where this relationship goes and what went down with the baby daddy frfr~

singlemom!reader x neighbor!sukuna. you miss having a baby and Sukuna is dying from a combination of your sexual tension, his lowkey(highkey) baby fever and the drudgery of attending a child's birthday party

cw: Sukuna's breeding kink, red flags are present and accounted for, no one gets laid tho so sad face. this actually ended up being way more sincere and heartfelt than I intended but honestly very typical of me

"Oh we're not together, Sukuna's just been letting me and Bug crash while we look for an apartment."

"Oh he's not my boyfriend, we're just friends!"

"He's actually not Bug's dad. No, no. But, they get along really well. She enjoys having someone else to hang out with aside from me, I think."

Your laughter after the last one plays on repeat as he goes to grab the two of you some refreshments. Sukuna feels like he's living the world's worst version of groundhog day, except instead of being some sad loser who relives the same day over and over, he's apparently a sad loser who is going to live the same conversation over and over again.

"Fuck this shit."

"Um, excuse me but could you watch your language. This is a kid's birthday party." Sukuna wants to ask the bitch who is correcting a grown man's language if he would mind watching his own fucking business but you seem to care about what these losers think and he won't make life difficult for you.

If he happens to step on the guy's foot as he leaves with two cups and a juice box caught in his elbow, well, his steel toed boots need the exercise.

Sukuna knew that if any of his acquaintances, he didn't have friends after all, could see him now, they would die laughing. Die ,because he would kill them for laughing, but fuck he couldn't even really blame them, even in his hypothetical.

Once upon a time, Sukuna was a feared criminal. People pissed themselves when he cornered them in a dark alley. Other bad guys would look at him and say, "wow that guy's a real piece of shit" and now look at him. Stuck at some three year old's birthday party. One more kidzpop butchering of an already shitty song away from committing another felony.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he knew he was at least getting some pussy out of it, but he had just spent the past two hours hearing you deny him to anyone who asked and it was really starting to get to him.

He knew he was being a little bitch about it, and he wasn't upset just because you weren't fucking him. He was upset that all the things you were telling people, they were technically true. He was just letting you and your daughter crash. He was just your friend, not your boyfriend. Even the comments about him not being Bug's dad, but him being positioned as some kind of really invested babysitter, those might have stung more than the ones about your relationship but you thought that was true too.

Thinking about the kid made him look for her, not that Sukuna ever wasn't aware of where you and your daughter were. It had become instinct before he was even aware of it.

Bug was laughing with some kids he recognized from daycare and others from their regular trips to the park. Her happiness was contagious and Sukuna found his lips twitching up at the ends despite his shitty mood.

Your daughter's eyes found him from across the playground. "kuna!" she called, waving her little hand at him. He waved back with his available hand and made his way towards her. She met him halfway, her little legs unsteady on the wood chips but she didn't seem to notice. She was always like that when she saw him, she ran fearlessly. Maybe she just trusted he'd catch her.

Was it so wrong of him that he didn't like the reminders she wasn't his. That it stung, not just because of his feelings but because it just couldn't be true. He might not have fathered her, but fuck anyone who said this little girl wasn't his.

"I got you a juice, you've been running around so much you gotta be thirsty."

"Not thirsty," Bug argued leaning into him. He held up his hands that were holding the grown up drinks for the two of you, and moved the package still lodged in the crease of his elbow towards the petulant toddler. "Take it, or I'll drink it."

Bug stuck her tongue out at him and grabbed it. She struggled to get the wrapping off the straw and Sukuna didn't even notice what he was doing until she had the straw stretched out towards him and he was pulling the wrapper off with his teeth. He spit it out on the ground as your daughter gave him a polite thank-you and then walked away, sipping her juice as she went to catch up with her friends.

What had become of him?

"Need a hand?" You smile at him and Sukuna hands over your cup before taking a sip of his own. There was unfortunately no alcohol in it but drinking it occupied his mouth before he acted like a pussy and asked you, "what are we?" or "should we get married?" or something equally as pathetic.

"God, I want a baby."

Sukuna almost spit out his drink but he manages to tone it down to just a little cough before turning to look at you. You don't even seem a little embarrassed which is just infuriating. Sukuna's about to make a suggestion on how he can help with that when you sigh and point to where some loser is holding their ugly baby.

"Aren't babies just the cutest, I miss when Bug was that age."

Oh, so this was just you looking at other people's red-faced brats and feeling nostalgic and was not in fact a call to action. Sukuna rolled his eyes and leaned back on the hand closest to you so he didn't touch you as he was so tempted to do these days.

"That baby, like all babies, is hideous. All they do is cry, shit themselves and vomit and I'm not even sure Bug is the exception to that and she's the best kid there is."

You look touched at his affection for your daughter but also fired up on behalf of babies everywhere.

"You can't just say a baby is hideous, Sukuna. Those are the Zenin's. Bug is friends with some of them."

"Well are the older ones cuter, because that baby looks like someone fucked one of those hairless cats."

"Sukuna!" you hiss but he sees you smile, despite yourself. "Okay, maybe that baby isn't like the cutest baby-"

"Hideous."

You continue after smacking his arm. "But Bug was cute, okay. And I'm not just saying that because I'm her mom." You take out your phone and quickly swipe until you get to what you're looking for. "See, cute baby."

Sukuna grabs your phone and looks. It's not the first picture he's seen of a young Bug and he's taken his share of photos of her himself, but he finds himself taken in by it anyway.

It has to be a picture from when Bug was really young, she still had the scrunched up, red face that he associates with newborns. But he thinks you're right, she's still cute. He doesn't know if it's because he knows that baby will grow up to be your daughter, but he finds his thumb caressing her little baby cheeks, the wisps of hair he can see peaking out from where she's wrapped in a baby blanket. It's then he sees she's not alone in the picture and there's a different version of you holding her.

The thing that stands out to him is how tired you look. He thinks this couldn't have been too long after you gave birth but still, he wondered if you'd gotten any rest those first few months. You still didn't like talking about your ex, or the circumstances that had led you to his apartment, but Sukuna knew that chances are you were taking care of Bug single handedly and that couldn't have been easy, cutest kid or not.

"She was beautiful, she still is." He reluctantly hands the phone back to you and you look at the picture again, tears building up in your eyes.

"She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I-I wish that the circumstances were different in how I got her. Sometimes, I wonder how I'll explain everything to her when she's older. She just deserves so much better than him, you know?"

"You both do." Sukuna reaches over and brushes away one of the tears that had managed to fall down your cheek. He leaves his hand there a moment, holding your cheek in his palm, just appreciating the warmth.

"Do you want any?"

"What?" Sukuna isn't sure what you're talking about anymore. He can only see your lips right in front of him, the way that your eyelashes brush against your cheek as you blink faster and faster.

"Babies, do you want any?"

Something short circuits in Sukuna's brain and he wants to say, fuck yes.

He wants to tell you that he thinks about it every day. Every time you put Bug on your hip or send him youtube videos of hairstyles you want to try on her. Whenever it's late at night, and little feet pad out of your room and Bug asks him in the loudest whisper he's ever heard, if he can get her some water because she's so thirsty.

He thinks about it when the sun streams through the curtains of his apartment in the morning and it lights up your hair as you move throughout the kitchen, a force of nature, a creature from somewhere far too good to have ended up here with him.

He thinks about it when the three of you go out and people just assume you're a family, because of course you're a family. When you and Bug play some made up game, or Bug gets tired even though she denies it and he carries her sleeping form against his chest. When he holds her in his lap on the subway and you lean to rest your head on his shoulder and he feels like this, this is what he's always wanted.

He's not all pure and good though, because he thinks about it late at night in his bedroom too. After a day of your smiles, of seeing your thighs stretch out of those sleep shorts you started wearing when the weather warmed up, whenever he remembers the feel and smell of your panties when he's lucky enough to find a pair in the laundry basket, he thinks about how the two of you would make some really cute fucking babies.

He's imagined it a million ways. He's imagined you telling him you've gone off your birth control and you need him now after he takes you out on an anniversary dinner. Or him crowding you up against the kitchen counter and you begging him to put a baby in you.

His favorite fantasy is currently one where you get so carried away when you finally finally fuck that you don't ask him to wear a condom and he spends the whole night making sure you're nice and good and full of him and when you tell him a few weeks later you missed your period, he'll let you freak out. But then he'll tell you that he'll take good care of you, and Bug, and your soon to be little one and he'll finally have you, all of you and once you have your second, he'll knock you up again, as many times as he can because there could never be too many mini-you's running around.

At this point, Sukuna remembers he's talking to you, the real you and he swallows a few times before he speaks.

"I do," he says simply but something must show on his face because you're looking at him in a way you never have before. He hears your breath hitch and he leans in to kiss you, and you smell so good and his thoughts are consumed by the little family he just knows you're going to have when suddenly he's pelted by a variety of sharp, little objects.

Sukuna immediately holds up his arm to shield you from what he now sees is a barrage of wood chips which are being thrown at you by an army of toddlers, including your daughter.

You immediately get up and start talking to the kids about the danger of throwing what are basically large future splinters at people's faces and Sukuna is contemplating the murder of every child that isn't his own when you turn to look at him.

You're not just looking at him, you're seeing him and oh. Maybe he would be getting laid tonight, after all.

The slow burn is almost done folks.

thank you to the amazing reception to this series and the one-shot I posted(which there will be a prequel of soon!). it's literally so insane. Masterlist will be up tomorrow which I hope helps with accessibility!

edit: masterlist is up!

This isn’t criticism but I do have one note.

No Shirt, Only apron would elevate this drastically

Like imagine. You get home from an ass day for work and boom Gojo dressed like that AND dinner.

Gojo way of the househusband AU. I take absolutely no criticism

I couldn’t do this in real life cuz I’m super shy but damn….

For him I’d do any and all photo shoots

⌗︙・toji taking nude photos of you ⸜⸜・

toji loves taking naked pictures of you and that's a fact.

"bend over a bit." he tells you, his hands navigating your ass so it's right in front of the camera. you're kneeling in between his legs, ass up to him. the skirt you're wearing is too short, unable to hide your little soaking pussy. he takes few more shots of your cunt in that angle and suddenly you feel his thick finger probing at your entrance.

"toji..." you whine as you wiggle your ass at him. he groans at the gesture, his finger sliding right inside of you.

"oh god." he moans when he takes a close up of his finger inside of you. your pussy is so tiny that it hugs his finger tight.

"how are you able to take a dick inside?" he sounds actually confused. as much as he loves your pussy, he wants to see your boobs too. toji flips you over, making you giggle at him.

"press them together baby." he says as he straddles you. you lol your tongue out, pressing your boobs together. your insides feel warm at the smile he's wearing. you're his pretty girl and when he can see your face while you're naked, that's when you're the prettiest to him.

This is really good~ I super would not have noticed it was a first attempt at smut if you didn’t say anything.

It had me like⬇️

I love it💗 Teasing Satoru just have me like⬇️

Gojo Satoru x reader (smut, 18+ only, MDNI)

Your mouth trailed wet kisses along the side of his length, while pumping him softly. When you heard him sigh impatiently, you looked up and smirked as you kept teasing him.

"Y-Y/N the elevator will start working again we have to stop" his trembling voice was music to your ears and you paid no mind to his "complaining" as you kept twirling your tongue on his angrily red and swollen tip. He tried to muffle his moans in his hand, but he found himself grabbing a fist of your hair instead, urging you to keep going.

"Ah...this is s-so good" he whimpered and laid his head back on the elevator's wall. You took him in your mouth and started bombing your head up and down, while you made sure your tongue was still licking his tip. You could taste his cum as it was leaking out slowly from his tip and you kept going with the rhythm you knew he loved.

"If we get caught I'm blaming you" he tried to say through his whimpers, but as his body started shaking with pleasure and ecstacy, he felt like he was going to explode. The way you made him feel was incomparable. And as his was lost in his pleasure, you started playing with yourself, feeling getting wet just by the sight of Satoru's furrowed brows and his kissable mouth hanged open, silent moans escaping from it.

The moment he opened his eyes again and looked down at you to see you fingering yourself, he moaned loudly and his length twitched in your mouth.

"My goodness baby you look so pretty when you play with yourself like this" he groaned and he tried to fight the urge of having you spread out for him right now and eat you out like it was the last day on earth. Your mouth felt so good, taking his thick, veiny cock in while your warm tongue was licking everywhere.

"Hey guys are you ok? Don't worry we will fix it soon, just stay patient" a muffled voice said behind the closed door of the elevator, and you looked up at Satoru, expecting him to answer. He hardly could contain his whines as you continued taking him in your sweet mouth.

" y-yes Yes were fi-fuck" he whispered and grabbed your head, his hips jerking forward wanting to reach his high "fine! It's all good" he once again looked down at you, eyes burning with desire.

"Ok great" the man's hurried footsteps faded, indicating that he walked from the elevator door. You sucked Satoru's tip and he whimpered loudly, legs shaking and he tried to hide his flustered face from you.

"Oh look at you" you cooed "Weren't you the one saying that if we don't stay quite we'll get caught?" His cock was now in your head, pumping him faster as his suckable tip leaked more cum. You couldn't contain yourself and you licked it like it was a popsicle. He moaned at your movement and then he gave a hard stare, looking like he wanted to punish you for being so snarky with him.

"Put this mouth on good use sweetheart, cause you're going to make this worst for you after we finish from here" he said breathlessly and his hand reached out to grib your chin as he said "open". You opened and your mouth and he spitted in it, bringing your face closer to his thick shaft once more.

Satoru was very close and as he fisted your hair in his hands, he started moving his hips, making you choke a little. You were closer to your own orgasm too, as you kept fingering yourself, getting lost in the feeling of the pleasure.

He let out a hot moan and shot his load in your warm mouth, as you came from your high too. He pumped his length a few more times and you gladly welcomed every single drop.

Once you swallowed, he gently brought your body in his arms, holding you close and pampering you with kisses.

"You're ok sweetheart?" He pressed a kiss on your forehead and looked at you. You snuggled your head on the crook of his neck and held him tight.

"Hhmm" you hummed, feeling a little lightheaded from the pleasure. Then there was a sudden movement, and the elevator was working again. Once you got, Satoru grabbed you by your waist, bringing you close to him.

"You know I'm not done with you yet right?" He said and made your whole body shiver.

You were in for a long night that's for sure.

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FIRST SMUT POST 🙌 This is the first time I've attempted to write smut, and I can't tell if I'm satisfied with this or not, but I hope you enjoyed either way 🤭

Thanks for reading !!!!

By which I mean, which one do you naturally have the hardest time receiving, and do not usually think to give to others? Obviously, anyone can become fluent in any love language, but which would take the most work for you?

Feel free to put your natural love language in the tags as well, I'm curious to see if there are any trends.