Swapped! Extra: Creep

swapped! extra: creep

summary: you never knew you were such a creep until this mess happened

wc: 285

cw: reader is horny for shouto, word pervert used once, god is mentioned once as an exclamation, crack, not beta read, barely proofread

note: this is one of the extras for my fic, swapped, that were so generously sponsored by the amazing @batterygarden as part of the @ficsforgaza initiative. check out the links at the bottom of my pinned if you're interested in sponsoring a wip or sending in a request!

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After you hung up, you stood and padded over to his alarmingly empty walk-in closet, retrieving his navy hero suit from where it hung on a hanger. Putting it on was surprisingly easy compared to your hero suit with its multiple parts and pieces; unzipping the jumpsuit and stepping into it was a piece of cake, fastening the belt around his stupidly slim waist only took a couple of minutes. 

Sure, it probably could have been a matter of mere seconds, but smooth skin covering firm muscles distracted you (what, you’re simple minded. See muscles brain goes brrrrr). 

And who could blame you? Apparently you could, seeing as you spent the next five minutes kicking yourself for being a pervert. Moving on to his bathroom, you applied deodorant, definitely not committing the brand and scent to memory so you could purchase and huff it later. Definitely not. Unrelated thought, who knew deodorant could smell that good?

Then it was time to brush you (his) teeth. Holding the toothbrush out only two words occupied your mind. Indirect. Kiss.  Logically you knew that you would be using his toothbrush with his body, so it wasn’t anything weird about it, but mentally you couldn’t handle it, your face flushed as you put it back in its little stand in favor of finding an unopened one. 

All of the drawers lining sides of his sink were empty, save for the bottom right one which held a haphazard jumble of unopened razors and toothbrushes. Extracting a single toothbrush, you quickly brushed your teeth and hurried out of his bathroom and bedroom before more intrusive thoughts came. 

God, before all of this you had no idea you were such a creep.

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guys i just had a super angsty idea for a little oikawa drabble but i can't decide if i want to put more pain into the world on this rainy gross day or not

this is a little late, but it's the belated one year anniversary of the first fic i ever wrote and posted. thank you all so much for sticking with me for the last year! i'm looking forwards to many more 🥹🥰

JJK Men Getting Jealous

Feat. Gojo and Megumi

CW: Random guys being creeps, harassment, attempted kidnapping (or so he thinks), reader has female pronouns and anatomy, light swearing

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Gojo Satoru

The two of you were enjoying your date at the park when Gojo received a phone call. Normally, he would have ignored it, but you forced him to, telling that he needs to take care of his responsibilities. After all, you loved Satoru as he was, but the man needed to grow up a little.

Stepping away, he turned his back and answered the phone, immediately trying to weasel his way out of whatever assignment he was needed on.

Meanwhile, you were seated on a bench and scrolling through your phone when a street photographer approached you.

"Excuse me?" A young man was looking at you hopefully as he held up his camera.

"I'm a street photographer, and well, when I noticed you sitting here I just knew I had to capture your stunning looks for my portfolio. So would it be okay if I took your picture?"

Flattered, but a little uncertain, you replied.

"Well, thank you, but actually I'm just waiting for my boyfriend-"

He cut you off.

"Oh don't worry! This will only take a second!"

Stepping up to you, he reached out and brushed your hair back with his fingers.

"What-what are you doing?" You ask nervously, leaning away from his touch.

"Just brushing your hair back from your face! Can't have it covering those stunning features of yours now can we darling?"

He winked cheekily.

Finally finished with his call (he had managed to dump the assignment onto the three first years), Gojo turned around, ready to bask in your presence and affection.

Instead he witnessed an unfamiliar man moving his hands to your chest brushing off your shirt and smoothing the fabric.

Pausing, he took a moment to try and comprehend what he was seeing.

Then he saw you flinch and swat his hands away.

He was by your side in an instant.

"Please stop." You said firmly. "My boyfriend-"

"Is right here!"

Gojo interjected cheerfully, swinging an arm around your shoulders and using his other arm to push the photographer away as he sat next to you.

"Why don't you take a picture of me and my girlfriend?"

He suggested menacingly, looking at the man over his glasses.

"After all, don't you think we make an absolutely stunning couple?"

Needless to say, the photographer snapped a couple quick pictures of the two of you before speeding away.

"Thanks 'Toru."

You said, sighing in relief once the man was finally out of sight.

"No problem! After all, he was touching my boobies."

To emphasize what he was saying, he turned and buried his head in your chest.

He peeked up at you with puppy eyes.

"These are all mine, right?"

"Of course babe."

You laughed, and stroked his hair.

"They're all yours."

Megumi Fushiguro

While the two of you were shopping with Nobara and Yuji, you saw something that interested you and you wandered off.

Noticing that you were missing, Megumi split off from the others, and went to search for you.

Finally finding you, he couldn't help but to smile a little, because you were just so damn cute.

You were happily wandering around a manga store quietly humming to yourself as you browsed.

Moving to join you, he was shocked when a guy around the same age as you guys snuck up behind you and put you into a chokehold.

Were you getting kidnapped in front of him? He was speeding up, ready to give the guy a beatdown he wouldn't soon forget, when you flipped the guy over your shoulder.

The guy twisted gracefully midair to avoid being slammed on his back, and landed smoothly on his feet in front of you. You shot your arm up, ready to strike, but the guy easily caught your wrist.

"I told you to stop using that move, it's too predictable."

The guy said, shaking his head at you.

Pausing, you looked up at the guys face for the first time.

"TAKESHI?!"

You shrieked his name, and launched yourself into his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"You big dummy! What was that for?! You scared the shit out of me! But never mind that, I missed you! What's going on? Why are you here?!"

Laughing he spun you around.

"Whoa. Slow down. I missed you too idiot. I missed my sparring partner and was just checking to make sure that you were keeping up with your training!"

He batted his eyes innocently as he set you on your feet.

"After all, my mom would kill me if I left her beloved unofficial daughter unable to defend herself in the big city! What if you got mugged?!"

Unable to suppress your smile you pinched his cheek.

"You just did that because you wanted to scare me. Jerk."

"Aw, you know you love me."

"Ahem."

You both turned to find your unimpressed boyfriend staring at the two of you with his arms crossed over his chest.

Striding over to you, Megumi wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his side, giving the other guy an once over.

"I'm Fushiguro Megumi. Her boyfriend. Who are you?"

Takeshi gave you a fake wounded look.

"What? But I'M her boyfriend!"

Blinking at him, Megumi frowned.

"What?"

Stepping out of Megumi's grasp, you walked over to Takeshi and cuffed him over the head.

"STOP TELLING PEOPLE I'M DATING THAT YOU ARE MY BOYFRIEND!!"

"BUT I AM!!"

"YOU ARE LITERALLY GAY!"

"AND!?"

"AND YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND OF YOUR OWN!!"

Poor Megumi just stood there in shock. After the two of you worked it out with a quick wrestling match (you won) and stopped screaming at each other. You and this "Takeshi" explained that you were childhood best friends, and that Takeshi was just a jerk who liked to mess with your love life.

Needless to say, Megumi spent the rest of the day pouting, and needed lots of reassurance cuddles that he was way better than Takeshi, and you would never leave him for him.

"You would never leave me for him, right?"

"Of, course baby. He's just a friend. I love you so much more than him."

"But you love him a little bit?!"

"GUMI. HE IS LITERALLY GAY AND HAS A BOYFRIEND."

Thanks for reading! Should I make a part two with Toge and Yuji? Let me know!!

how people introduce themselves is often indicative of what they find most important about themselves. so it's not surprising that oikawa tooru always introduced himself as a setter.

that is, until he started dating you.

suddenly when he was introducing himself, it was no longer a long winded speech about how he was the best setter in the world.

instead he simply introduced himself as your boyfriend, a huge smile on his face as he chattered about how amazing you were.

because being your boyfriend was the most important part of his identity until it wasn't. until you were gone.

now when people ask him about himself, he gives them his name, and his name only. not because there's nothing to say about himself, but because he no longer has anything important enough to say.

@crescentmoontsuki here you go! it's not super long and i'm sure it's not well written but it's a thought i had in my head for a few days lol

swapped! extra: creep

summary: you never knew you were such a creep until this mess happened

wc: 285

cw: reader is horny for shouto, word pervert used once, god is mentioned once as an exclamation, crack, not beta read, barely proofread

note: this is one of the extras for my fic, swapped, that were so generously sponsored by the amazing @batterygarden as part of the @ficsforgaza initiative. check out the links at the bottom of my pinned if you're interested in sponsoring a wip or sending in a request!

swapped! (extras) | swapped! (the fic) | bhna masterlist | blog navigation

After you hung up, you stood and padded over to his alarmingly empty walk-in closet, retrieving his navy hero suit from where it hung on a hanger. Putting it on was surprisingly easy compared to your hero suit with its multiple parts and pieces; unzipping the jumpsuit and stepping into it was a piece of cake, fastening the belt around his stupidly slim waist only took a couple of minutes. 

Sure, it probably could have been a matter of mere seconds, but smooth skin covering firm muscles distracted you (what, you’re simple minded. See muscles brain goes brrrrr). 

And who could blame you? Apparently you could, seeing as you spent the next five minutes kicking yourself for being a pervert. Moving on to his bathroom, you applied deodorant, definitely not committing the brand and scent to memory so you could purchase and huff it later. Definitely not. Unrelated thought, who knew deodorant could smell that good?

Then it was time to brush you (his) teeth. Holding the toothbrush out only two words occupied your mind. Indirect. Kiss.  Logically you knew that you would be using his toothbrush with his body, so it wasn’t anything weird about it, but mentally you couldn’t handle it, your face flushed as you put it back in its little stand in favor of finding an unopened one. 

All of the drawers lining sides of his sink were empty, save for the bottom right one which held a haphazard jumble of unopened razors and toothbrushes. Extracting a single toothbrush, you quickly brushed your teeth and hurried out of his bathroom and bedroom before more intrusive thoughts came. 

God, before all of this you had no idea you were such a creep.

general taglist: @ponderingmoonlight @hotvinimon @evemooniepeach

swapped taglist: @sunaraii

as always, let me know if you want to be added to or removed from any of my taglists!

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