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12 Inch Tongue

What is college really? Why are we alive? Why am I voluntarily stressing myself out? Bc, I am broke. Anyways this might be a new series, idk. If yall want me to continue it let me know.

As always it's Sukuna x Black!fem!OC. for all sukuna pieces I use the name Bunny, so If you see other sukuna fics on my blog, they are not connected unless otherwise stated.

Characters: Bunny (OC), Nobara, Megumi, Itadori. Sukuna is mentioned.

Rating: PG-13.

“Me and Nobora are gonna stop at this store real quick,” Bunny announced, brown hands already wrapped around her friend’s arm to separate the group of four into two. Nobara looked over at her friend in confusion, but Bunny refused to look her in the eyes. Rolling her light brown eyes, the sorcerer looked over to the other freshmen in her class.

“Yeah. You boys can go to the food court and gorge on chili cheese fries or whatever it is boys do.” Megumi and Itadori shared a long look between them before shrugging and walking away.

“Whatever.”

“Don’t take too long, guys.” And with that, the girls were left alone. Nobara wasted no time turning to her friend. Curiosity and impatience growing in her person. People passed by the duo in the mall, hiding them from view.

“What’s the deal?”

“I gotta...buy something-”

“Yes. We are at a mall. That’s what fiscally irresponsible college kids do.” Bunny shot her a look and waited for Nobara’s ruffled feathers to settle.

“It’s something personal, and I didn’t want the boys asking questions if I went alone so-”

“Wait, wait, wait…” the Japanese woman interrupted her one more time, gears in her head beginning to turn for an answer. Bunny looked away again, hope and fear clear as day in her eyes. Nobara didn’t have a quiet bone in her body. If she shouted out what Bunny thought she was thinking, not even her dark skin would save her from the embarrassment that would bloom on her face. “Are you saying you need to buy a dildo-”

“Shut up, Nobara! You don’t have to say it out loud.” Bunny grumbled, unable to meet her friend’s gaze. Her body temperature had peaked through the roof.

“Oh, stop spazzing! It’s not that big a deal. It’s practically essential in every woman’s life. Let’s go.” Nobara continued her rambling about how disappointing men could be and why toys should be given to women by the government. Bunny quietly walked by her friend’s side, too frazzled to offer much to the conversation. It’s not that she was embarrassed or ashamed of deriving pleasure from toys, this was just something Bunny would rather keep private with as few people in the know as possible. Something that would have been impossible if she ordered anything online and sent it to the dorms.

Jujitsu Tech University had strict rules for students living on campus. Outside of packages from family or generic stores, all deliveries were scanned for possible curses or suspicious items. The toy Bunny had in mine checked one of those boxes.

They arrived at the store after a quick stop at a smoothie stand. Nobara took the lead, guiding her friend through the aisles to the desired section.

“Should I ask how you know where they place items? Or how you knew what shop I was even thinking about?” Bunny teased lightly. She couldn’t see it but Nobara smirked without giving an answer. Together the girls perused the aisle, pointing at anything that piqued their interest.

“What happened to the shy girl act?”

“I wasn’t shy! This is just something I’d like to not be public information. The boys don’t need to know what gets me off. Especially Itadori…” Though she whispered the last part, Nobara choking on her beverage let Bunny know that it was heard regardless.

“You like Itadori?” Bunny pushed her curly mane back to let the air conditioning hit her neck. She let out a quiet ‘no’ to Nobara’s disappointment. Brown eyes sparkled and a brown hand skimmed the packaging of the toy in front of her. It was massive, bigger than the toys she had in her home country. The realistic veins running down the side of the toy sent shivers down her spine. It was a strong contender. “So why did you say Itadori, then.”

“Well… if Itadori knows then...so will uhm, Sukuna.” Gods, let the floor open up and swallow Bunny whole. She moved on from the realistic dildo that caught her attention to the novelty toys.

“Sukuna? Evil 1,000-year-old Sukuna? Biggest Curse on the planet Sukuna? The sukuna with-” Nobara stopped her bombardment of questions to process who exactly Bunny talking about. She followed her friend’s gaze to a bumpy pink vibrator. “Oh, you nasty bitch. The Sukuna with the 12 inch tongue?”

Bunny froze. She could feel her heartbeat all the way down to her toes. Gratefulness sprang from her to her past self for picking a hairstyle big enough to hide her from Nobara’s eyesight. Robotically, brown hands picked up the vibrator and the other item that liked earlier and stiffly walked to the register.

“Don’t pretend you didn’t hear me. I’m right aren’t I?” Her friend harassed her all the way to the front of the store where she paid for her items, paying no mind to the heckling. The pair left the store, a discreet bag in the hands of Bunny, to make their way back to the boys. “Okay I’ll stop. I’m not judging you! We like what we like, right?”

“You are so judging me. I can feel it. You have a very oppressive aura.” Bunny said.

“Okay, I am judging you,” Nobara grabbed the brown woman’s hand before she could let out a sound of victory. “But! I am also not judging you. Like, Do I get it? Hell no. But we all have weird kinks.”

Bunny felt oddly comforted by those words. She couldn’t think of anything to say back, so the girls walked in silence. They found the boys at the food court, their table filled with empty containers and trays. On Megumi’s side, he had organized his trash for easy disposal. The opposite could be said for Itadori.

Megumi looked at the girls and at the bag in his classmate’s hand as he stood up.

“Let’s go. We have a mission.”

and when I say “pick two” I mean that your brain and/or body picks two for you at random at the start of each day

was rereading my wips and found this line:

and this one:

wowzers

no idea.

📃 ❛ tengen uzui.

⍉ warnings .ᐟ … fem!reader, tengen has zero house manners so reader gets mad about that, male masturbation, voyuer, tengen’s a whimpering … feral mess, black coded, drabble.

‍ ‍ ‍ ˚ ꒰ before you interact, read the rules pls .ᐟ ꒱ ˚

   have a roommate, they said. it’ll be less stress on you having someone to split the rent with. have a roommate they said, surely they’d keep their end of the bargain and maintain a clean home? have a roommate, they said. definitely won’t be an issue if they don’t eat what’s yours even if you put your name on it, right? whenever you tried to complain to tengen about his lack of anything, he always brushed it off with a few sorry’s and my bad, won’t happen again. hey, wanna go out to eat? hey, wanna play the game with me? hey, let’s go to this party together. 

   trying to buy his way out of it, and each time, he never fulfills his promises. you’ve learned now not to fall for it, coming home after a very frustrating day at work, doing a double today at the hospital and when you enter the dark home, the last thing you wanted to see were dirty dishes in the sink, an open pizza box on the counter, clothes scattered around the living room, and an unclean litter box for cinnamon, the fat ass garfield cat sleeping on the pile of tengen’s mess. you swear you’re ready to burst. clenching your fists, you fume silently, dropping your purse to the floor and kicking off your crocs, making your way towards his room, prepared to beat his ass. 

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