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Hi!

Well, I wanted to let you know the fic I picked for the 200 followers celebration is....this one!!!

Summary: Being friends with Tatsuya and Taiga was easy when you were children but growing up and noticing how their rivalry increased was not easy. Like how most things in life are, Tatsuya and Taiga grew apart but your friendship whith the latter became stronger. In fact so strong your parentes decided you would follow him to Japan, and you never expected what was going to happen there.

It's with Himuro Tatsuya (Kuroko no Basket) because I like him, and I thought he was really stupid with Kagami, but I guess rivalry does that.

What's left is not much, maybe a 25%. However, it's long, like really long, because I wanted it to be a one-shot and not a series. That's also why it hasn't been uploaded.

I hope I'll post it tomorrow or the day after.

I hope you like it, since it's something non kpop related.

Stupid // Himuro Tatsuya

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Himuro Tatsuya x Reader

Characters: Reader, Himuro Tatsuya, Kagami Taiga (for now)

Summary: Being friends with Tatsuya and Taiga was easy when you were children but growing up and noticing how their rivalry increased was not easy. Like how most things in life are, Tatsuya and Taiga grew apart but your friendship whith the latter became stronger. In fact so strong your parentes decided you would follow him to Japan, and you never expected what was going to happen there.

Notes: Hi! I've been gone for so long, and I'm really sorry. Life has been hectic, new job, dance classes, dance cover group, wanting to read, to write, to go out...I think I need days with 48 hours each to do everything I want to do, but these days I've been itching to write. This is a mix with what happens on the anime and my imagination so some things are going to make sense and others not so much. This is like a PART 1 of 2, it wasn't planned like that but it was getting too long (for me) and I wanted to post something; I'll try to upload second part as soon as I can since I don't have dance classes this weekend. Help, likes, reblogs, comments are always appreciated. English is not my first language so pardon me if anything is misspelled or grammatically incorrect. Enjoy!

MASTERLIST | Kuroko no Basket

Growing up in the States was hard, but growing up with mixed parents was even harder. Your father is Japanese your mom isn't. You were born and raised in the States, however you always felt like your Japanese heritage was feeling short, all the people you knew were white. That was until one day, you were around 10 years old, you unintentionally bumped shoulders with a sulking red head kid "I'm so sorry" "It's okay" he answered in Japanese rubbing his shoulder, you gasp "Can you speak Japanese" "I'm from Japan, I recently moved with my parents" "Really? Do you live nearby?" "Yes, right over there" he pointed at a building, which was right in front of yours "I live right there" you pointed at your building "Do you wanna be friends?" you asked timidly "Sure" he gave you a big smile.

You took his wrist and ran towards your building to introduce your new friend to your mother. Running up the stairs you opened your apartment door, with a very confused Taiga right behind you "Mom!, mom!" "I'm in the kitchen sweetie!" you walked towards the kitchen "Look mommy I made a new friend, he's name is…he's name is…What is your name?" you whispered at him "My name is Kagami Taiga" "My new friend, Taiga" you said proudly at your mother "He's Japanese just like me mommy" "Hi Taiga, I'm F/N's mom" "You know Japanese" he said surprised "Yeah, I knew a little bit before marrying F/N's father, and after we married I kept learning" she chuckled at the boy's surprised expression. "Does your mother know you're here" "Um, no…F/N" he tasted your name on his lips "Grabbed me and we ran here" he answered sheepishly "Honey, you know you can't just grab a kid and bring them here, their parents must be worried" your mother looked sternly at you "It's okay, if you want maybe we can go to my house and you can meet each other" you looked at your mother with very happy bright eyes "Yes, mommy let's go let's go, they live right in front of us" "Okay, let's go" your mom grabbed the keys to the apartment, and went to meet Taiga's mom.

From then on, your two families became very close. Your mom and Taiga's mom became best friends, as well as your dads. You and Taiga became best friends too, you two were attached to the hip, you didn't mind not having other friends. You've been there for each other in the most crucial moments of childhood.

Two years later, Taiga was walking home alone (you were sick that day) when he met a kid, Himuro Tatsuya, who invited Taiga to play basketball. The redhead was happy to make a new friend, he told Tatsuya about it on his way home. Once in front of your building Taiga said goodbye to Tatsuya and run upstairs to your apartment opening the door like it was his place. "It's Taiga" "Hi Sweetheart, we're in the kitchen" your mom said "Taiga!" you said as soon as you saw him "Hey N/N" he hugged you "How're you feeling" "Better, how was school?" "Meh, boring as always" "You can't say that" you said with a pout "It's true" he smiled "That's not the point, today I met a kid, he's awesome, he's a year older than us…and he's going to teach me how to play basketball" "Wow, really?" "Yeah, I played today a little bit because they needed one more player, but Tatsuya was so cool I wanna play like him" he was so excited, you got a little jealous "Hey you can't forget about me, I was your best friend first, got it?" "I would never forget about you" he rubbed your hair in an affectionate jokingly manner.

The next day, you had the pleasure to meet Tatsuya Wow he's really cute…wait what? you had never thought about a boy in that way before he was the first, but you dismissed the thought It's just because it's the first time I meet him, it's gonna pass. I have to remember what dad said: Boys are gross. "Hi, I'm Tatsuya" he offered his hand "Hi, I'm F/N and I'm Taiga's best friend" you took his hand and shook it, he laughed at the last sentence you said. You three went to a near basketball court, and while the two boys were playing you were reading; occasionally you would lift your gaze to see Tatsuya, but as soon as you caught yourself doing that you would shake your head and read again.

One day coming back from a match, Taiga told Tatsuya how he felt about the latter being an older brother to him. Tatsuya's response was to buy a ring for each one, it represented the brotherly bond of the two boys and their friendship with you. Later the two boys had to buy chains so the ring wouldn't bother them when playing, you did kept it as a ring, sighing a little bit because the older boy also thought of you.

For the next three years, you, Taiga and Tatsuya were inseparable. You kept going to their classes with Alex and their matches. They bribed you with books so you would keep going. You and Taiga kept being the best friends you've always been, but year after year your thoughts about Tatsuya kept increasing towards a more romantic side. At first you didn't know what was happening, so you confided in your mother, who told you: Honey, it's a crush, your first crush, she was really happy, your dad not so much, at first he thought you were talking about Taiga and he calmed himself but when you told him it was Tatsuya he said something about older boys trying to take aways his little girl. You didn't understand any of that. You kept your crush a secret from Taiga, because you still weren't sure what it meant. Tatsuya wasn't far from those feelings as well, growing up next to each other he saw how beautiful you were becoming year by year, but never said anything, he was afraid Taiga wasn't going to like him liking his best friend.

The last day of Tatsuya's final middle school year came, something all three of you dreaded because it could mean a separation, and though you three promised to keep in touch with each other, Tatsuya moved because the high school he got accepted into was far away. You were upset with yourself because you never told him how you felt, whatever it was, and he wasn't far from that feeling either but he couldn't do anything about it, after all he was moving away from you.

Next summer, you and Taiga are officially graduating from middle school "Finally high school Taiga" "No more school for two whole months!" "Really? That's the only thing you can think of" you deadpan at him "Yes, let's go or we are gonna be late for the match" he's so excited he's literally pushing to the door "Bye mom" "Bye guys, Taiga please take care of her" "Yes ma'am" he closes the door behind him.

You sit on the bleachers waiting for Taiga's game to start, while he was on the court talking with some other players. Knowing he wanted to came earlier and the matches aren't going to start right now, you take out your book and start reading.

After a while the cheers get louder, you know it's starting. Taiga's team has their first match and they win That boy has seriously improved since Tatsuya left you smile softly at your best friend who looks up at you and raises his arm in a winning manner, you give him a thumbs up. Suddenly people start murmuring when a new team enters the court Is that Tatsuya?, you immediately stand up and go down the bleachers' stairs. Once down, you take a good look at him and your heart starts beating rapidly when you see how Taiga and Tatsuya are smiling at each other I guess I haven’t gotten over him you chuckle at yourself.

The game finishes with Taiga as the winner, he immediately looks up at where you're usually seated but doesn't see you "N/N?" F/N? Is she here? Tatsuya thinks "F/N!" Taiga finally sees you and waves you over, Tatsuya spots you as well Wow, she's definitely prettier his heart beats at an unnormal pace I guess I haven't gotten over her. Closer to the boys Taiga says happily "Look N/N! It's Tatsuya" "Hi Tatsuya, it's been a while" you give him a soft smile "Likewise N/N" you blush Come on, get it together F/N…at least don't be so obvious "What if we all go for ice cream or hamburgers? I bet you're hungry" you ask "Sure" both boys say at the same time.

Sited with Taiga's tray filled with hamburgers, Tatsuya's with a big hamburger and a coke, and yours with a small hamburger and a vanilla shake, you start talking about Tatsuya's first high school year and your last year of middle school. "So you'll be going to the same high school?" Tatsuya asks "Yes, both our parents decided we should stick together "for this new life's adventure"" you make air quotes at the last sentence, Tatsuya laughs at your cute annoyed face "I'll be coming back as well, not same school but near, so maybe we'll see each other" "Of course we will, it'll be like before" Taiga says with his mouth full "Eww, come on Taiga don't be gross" you say. Looking at the watch on your wrist you look at Taiga "We should be getting back, remember your mom said something about having family dinner and you don't want to be late" with open eyes he swallows he last burger saying "Let's go".

With your buildings on view, Taiga gets a phone call "It's my mom, she must be expecting me" he says sulky "See you N/N, see you Tatsuya" the both fist bump, and Taiga starts running towards his house. "How are you feeling? You know, after Taiga won?" he chuckles dryly "Well, it's not easy being defeated by your younger brother, but I'm amazed at how much he has grown" "I know, who knew back then you would introduce him to his passion?" "We were just kids" "After you left, he continued to practice a lot, it's like his body asks him to play, it's kinda amazing" "How have you been doing?" "Me?" "Don't sound so surprise, we are also friends right?" "Yeah, of course, friends" Did I just get friend zoned? you think Did I just friend zoned myself? he thinks "Well, I've been good. Still good at studies, trying not to let him flunk" you both laugh "And accompanying him to his matches, and you?" you ask him "Well, adjusting myself to high school and improving my technique, but I guess it's still not enough" he chuckles dryly "Hey, you're still really good, you know?. I bet next game you'll win" you touch his forearm "This means you'll be cheering for me?" he puts his hand on top of yours "U-u-uh it means I'll be there watching the both of you" you say with pink covering your cheeks "Well, this is me" you arrive at your building "Do you have time tomorrow? To hang out?" "Ummm, yes I think Taiga and I have time, I mean it's summer vacation we don't have much to do, but I'm talking about his games" you say thinking about your schedules, but Tatsuya surprises you "No…I don't mean us three, but us two" he says embarrassed with a hand behind his neck "Just us two? Yeah, sure" you say a little bit too loud, and grimace at this "Great, see you tomorrow" he answers you with a big smile and red cheeks I really thought she was gonna say no "See you tomorrow Tatsuya" you inhale and, with an impulse of bravery, you tiptoe and kiss his cheek, leaving him breathless. Feeling how the bravery is leaving your body, you turn and run towards the building's main door, leaving a frozen Tatsuya touching his cheek.

You wake up the next day nervous about two things: Your date Nope, it's not a date just a hang out between two friends…even if I like him you sigh, and what are you gonna say to Taiga Should I tell him? No, he would freak out…or worst case scenario he would sulk for days and I prefer moody Taiga than a sulky one you shudder at the thought.

Deciding not to tell your best friend, you step in front of your closet What should I wear? He didn't say it was a date, so I should be casual but nice you nod deciding the outfit for today's hang out. Tatsuya texts you telling you he's in front of your building, coming up with a tiny little lie to your mom and to Taiga, you rush down stairs, take Tatsuya's hand and run until you're out of sight.

"Why did we just run?" he laughs "Well, I told Taiga I had a new book and didn't want to be interrupted, and I told my mom I was going out with Taiga" you say feeling a little embarrassed "Let's hope everything stays that way" you say defeatedly "Okay" he says a little sad, seeing this you add "It's not because of you…Taiga can get really sulky if he knows we're hanging out without him and mom will tell dad and he doesn't like you so much" you add the latter unknowingly "Wait, why doesn't he like me" "What" you open your eyes Damn it, did I say that out loud? "Mmm…he doesn't like boys in general" you say in a weird voice.

You walk towards a really nice cafe, one you mentioned the day before Did he remember what I said yesterday? You blush at the thought, it makes you feel special Did I get the place correctly? I asked my mom because I had no idea where it was  and she said she had heard of a place with this name "Is this the place you mentioned yesterday?" Tatsuya asks you nonchalantly as if he's not nervous about your answer "Yes, it is. I can't believe you remembered. We talked about a lot of stuff" your smile is so big and pretty his heart beats even faster than before.

A soft smell of coffee welcomes you once you pass the wooden door. The inside is better than what you've heard from people who have come. Their display is full of, what looks like, delicious pastries that make your mouth water. There is a young cashier behind the register, they smile at you "Is this your first time here?" Tatsuya and you nod at her words "Well, we recommend you our red velvet pastries and our cold beverages for these hot days" you guys read the menu and choose what you think will like the most "Those are great choices guys, you can pick a place to sit and we will take your order there" the cashier says smiling at you, you thank them and search for a place to sit.

At the very end of the café there is a place with beanbags and books. You decide to sit next to a big window with a beautiful view, with a not so tall table for your pastries and two (close) beanbags. You sit on one, and Tatsuya picks up his and brings it closer to you Does he want to be close to me? You can't help but think that and blush. "I can't help but ask Tatsuya, why did you invite me here today without Taiga?" you only want it to hear it. To hear you're not crazy and there can be something romantic between you two. Tatsuya's eyes open, he wasn't expecting that but he wants to be honest with you, especially if life can get in the way again "Well I" he couldn't continue because a waiter is putting your order on the table, you thank them and take a sip of the beverage "Woah, it's so good" you can't help saying that after the flavor hits your tongue She looks so cute when her eyes get big after something that excites her Tatsuya looks at you with love in his eyes while you're looking at the glass in your hands So cute, they're really in love the cashier thinks while looking at you two and turns around to continue with their work.

Putting your glass down you look at Tatsuya "How's yours?" you ask "Hmm?" Tatsuya looks like he's being brought back to Earth, you giggle "What you ordered? How does it taste?" "Oh, I haven't tried it" a blush creeps around his face and to hide it from your eyes, he takes the glass and brings it to his face fast drinking the cold liquid. He looks really handsome right now you start to feel hot but just blame it on the weather. "Oh…what were you saying just now, you know about being just the two of us" you have…need to know What the hell, let's just say it "Well (F/N) I like you, like really really like you…for a long time actually" he lets an awkward laugh at the last part "and I wanted to let you know before life decides for us again" he smiles at you "that's why I didn't want Taiga to be here with us obviously". You're in shock The boy I've liked for a long long time that is older than me actually likes me back you're still processing what Tatsuya told you and haven't speak yet, however the boy in front of you is processing things differently Damn, is she not into me? Have I made things awkward? Does she likes Taiga? "(F/N) you don't have to say anything if you do not like me back is perfectly fine…I know you've spent more time with Taiga and he is the one you li…" "WAIT! WHAT?!" you interrupt him with a scream, remembering where you are you look around you but it's still just the two of you in that section "I do NOT like Taiga…I like you Tatsuya for a long time" you smile timidly at him "I was just shocked because it never actually occurred me that you would actually like me, I mean you're older than me and you've probably met cuter and prettier girls while you were gone, and well I'm just me I'm nothing speci…" something that would never occurred to you happens. Tatsuya cuts your rambling by kissing you on the lips She just looked to cute rambling but I can't let her think she's not good enough when she's been on my mind all this time Is he kissing me? Just to cut off my rambling? How does his lips are like so perfect? as soon as you two break off the kiss you babble "Wow, my first kiss and with the boy I've liked for years…Wait did I say that out loud?" "Well it's a good thing this was my first kiss too" he chuckles at your bright pink face.

You two spend the afternoon holding hands, eating and drinking, and stealing tiny kisses. You've haven't been this happy in a while, however there's something that's bothering you all this time. Drawing little nothings on his hand with your fingers you ask in a tiny voice "Tatsuya, what about Taiga? Should we tell him?" "I'm not sure" he says copying your tiny voice "I love Taiga like a brother, but right now you're too important for him and I know he expects your head to be filled with basketball just like his, not to mention he'll think we'll be leaving him alone, and telling him about us…not that there is an us because we don't have label" you quickly add to not make him feel uncomfortable "Will you be my girlfriend?" he answers with a question, taking out a tiny box from his pocket and giving it to you. You open it, finding a necklace with the most beautiful pendant you've seen: A book transforming into a basketball "I wanted it to represent us" he smiles at you with a hand behind his neck showing a hint of embarrassment "It's beautiful Tatsuta, can you help me?" You turn your back to him, and while he's clasping it "I would love to be your girlfriend Tatsuya" you turn around and go for a kiss I'm really lucky to finally have her "About Taiga…even if it pains me to say it, we should keep it from him for a while, when we know he's ready we'll tell him" you nod agreeing with the idea and settling next to him with your head in his shoulder It's for the best, Taiga would be too shocked and I don't him to think we'll be leaving his side because of our relationship.

You come back that day to your house with a boyfriend and a new necklace. Your mom notices the latter and you know you have to tell her  which you do, and she promises to not tell your dad until you've told Taiga first because you know your dad would want to recruit him to scare Tatsuya Though I don't know if he would join since Tatsuya is his brother you think to yourself.

Summer passes by so fast. Dates with Tatsuya. Entire books. Hangouts with Tatsuya and Taiga. Basketball matches. Dates with Tatsuya. Wins for Taiga. Wins for Tatsuya. More books. More dates with your boyfriend. And something you were dreading happens.

You're seating on the benches with your book, however you're not reading it you're too anxious to do it. Taiga and Tatsuya right now have a tie and today's match would determine who's the winner, meaning who's better at basketball, and something inside you can't help but worry at the outcome. You have the pendant of your necklace between you index finger and your thumb in an anxious manner. Suddenly you see something…a bandage in Tatsuya's arm when he throws the ball, you now Taiga has seen it as well, the ball does not go in, and Taiga's team catches the rebound and passes it to the redhead…He missed and you know Taiga would have done that shot with his eyes closed He let Tatsuya win. In a moment everyone stars celebrating, but you know better Tatsuya won't like this, he would feel Taiga has no respect for him as a rival…or as a brother; you try to pass through the mass of people but they don't let you, and each second feels like a lifetime when you only want to find your boyfriend and your best friend.

After you're free from the people inside the basketball court you feel like you hear the guy's voices and start running towards you think they are. You finally find them, but it's not a scene you ever thought you would see. "TATSUYA!" you scream after watching how your boyfriend punched your best friend in the face, and run towards Taiga "Oh my God Taiga…are you okay?" you kneel next to the redhead trying to grab the side he just got punched "Why did you do that Tatsuya?" you look up at him "You wouldn't understand (F/N)…he…he has no respect for me…as a rival or a…brother" "That's not true Tatsuya, you're my brother I respect you so much" "Yeah? Then why did you let me win? Because you saw my bandage? You should have fought with everything you have and not just pity me" "I don't want to be rivals, I want everything to stay the same" "Is that right? This game is a tie. And on our next game I'll bet this ring" Tatsuya yanks his chain to show it to Taiga "Tatsuya…" you murmur. "Let's go (F/N)" Tatsuya says turning around and you don't know what to do "I-I can't" "What?" he looks at you and your best friend on the floor "Are you choosing him? Over your boyfriend?" he says with an incredulous look on his face "No, but I can't just leave him" "Wait, boyfriend?" Taiga says confused, a sarcastic laugh fills the air "Oh got it, he's wellbeing is more important to you than me, got it. Do you like him or something? Of course, best friends to lovers" Tatsuya ends his statement with anger and starts running as fast as he can "What?! No! Tatsuya! Come back!" Am I not important to her? Did he just doubt my love for him? Over this?

“To lead a better life, I need my love to be here”

Summary: Toji notices something is off about you after you take care of Megumi. Genre: Fluff, angst, hurt, comfort, toji x black!stepmom! Reader

CW: Literally nothing, toji and reader curse, discussions of addiction, Toji calls reader Ma

A/N: This man takes up too much space in my brain. 🤡

6:47 P.M 

Toji knew there was something off when he came back home that day. 

The silence engulfed the house, with only the occasional sound of your knife slicing into the meat you were preparing for dinner. 

7:25 P.M 

When he finally gets a good look at you at dinner, you look shaky. Your eyes swirl with worry. So, he bites.

“How was the parent-teacher conference?” 

You snap your head up and put a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes. “It went well. Megumi is a great student, the teachers are mostly worried because he is quiet. They say he needs to participate more in class and interpersonal discussions.” 

Megumi casually rolls his eyes hearing the conversation and goes back to finishing his vegetables. 

Toji looks you over. Maybe, you're just tired? Probably, a mood swing of yours. He shrugs and looks down at his plate. 

“...Ok.” 

10:00 P.M

The night is deadly quiet. He hoped that after Megumi had gone to sleep, you would be better. You weren’t. So, he put his faith in a good night’s rest. It’s been an off day for you, you can just sleep it off. 

3:30 A.M 

Toji wakes up to an empty bed. He fucking hates it. It reminds him of the lonely days of being a widower. He slowly gets up and begins his mission to find you. 

He checks the bathroom and doesn’t find you nor does he find you in the guest bedroom. So, he goes downstairs. He finds you lying on the couch with the tv playing some type of liminal rain ASMR, or whatever white noise helps you sleep. However, when he peeks over the arm, you’re still awake. 

“Ma, are you aware of what time it is?” He asks cheekily. 

You slowly rise and rub your eyes. Even with the low glow of the TV, he can tell they’re puffier than usual. He bites for a second time. 

“Hey Ma, what’s got you so worked up huh?” 

You look down. “Nothing, baby.” 

Toji sits down on the couch. The third time is the charm right? 

“Bullshit. What happened? Hm?” 

You sigh. Toji has always been persistent. 

“Toji..have you ever noticed that Megumi is like really mature for his age?”

He tilts his head to the side as if you’ve asked him the most idiotic question. 

“ ‘m, yeah. What about it?” 

You scratch at the nicotine patch on your arm. You stopped smoking when Toji decided he and Megumi would move in with you almost a year ago. 

“I don’t see any reason why you should stop, seems like more trouble than it’s worth.” 

“Kids learn by example, If I smoke what kind of message is that sending to Megumi?” 

You fiddle with the patch, still unused to the foreign feel as you grin. 

“Besides, I don’t think he would like the smell.”

“Toji…that’s not normal.” You sigh. 

He raises a brow. He knew Megumi was different. However, he always accepted  it as a funny, convenient quirk. 

You stand up and drag your hands down your face. 

“Kids are kids for a reason Toji. They’re supposed to be chaotic, messy, emotional, hell even unpredictable. Megumi is none of those. Every move that child makes is so carefully planned and throughout. He’s never excited about toys, games, or cartoons. he’s always offering to help around the house, Toji he fuckin asked me about our finances once. Hell, even his teachers agree! How can you look me dead in the eyes and tell me that a 6-year-old is “Mature for his age” as a good thing!” 

You take a heavy pause. You scratch at your leg. 

“He’s only a first grader Toji. He shouldn’t be like this. He-he shouldn’t be a mini adult! He shouldn’t have his guard up all the fuckin time! He’s a child!” 

You sit back down on the couch and throw your head between your legs. Toji rubs your hands that are placed on the back of your head. 

Your voice cracks, “And-and I know I’m not his mother, hell, I’d never try to replace her. I don’t need him to call me “mom” and have me baby him 24/7, but god..god I’m so fuckin worried.” 

You raise your head slightly. Your eyes have become more red and puffy with unshed tears. Toji knows you hate crying. You’ve only cried in front of him twice. First time when you thought your pet Doberman ran away. Second, when you picked Megumi up from school, his homeroom teacher referred to you as his mother. 

“I…I just want to tell him that he’s safe. That-that he doesn’t have to worry about not keeping everything in check. That he can exist without having to be “useful”, that he’s not a burden or unlovable because he’s a little kid. I just want him to exist. I just- just don’t want him to turn out like us.” 

You slump back on the couch and scratch your nicotine patch again. You look at Toji with glossy eyes. 

Usually, he’d put in a snarky remark of “What’s so wrong about me, huh?” but he’s all too aware. Additionally, the shock of you acknowledging your family. He’s always had suspicions, but he, of all people, knew better than to ask. If someone doesn’t talk about their family, its for a reason.

He looks back at you and pulls you into a hug. You lay your head on his broad shoulder. You’re shaking. He slowly leans back to lay you both down. He runs his hand through your scalp. 

“You know…” He quietly speaks, almost as if he’s afraid to startle you. 

You turn your head to hear him better. 

“I think..you’re pretty great. I think…that me and Megumi are thankful to have someone like you. It’s hard right now…but things take time. Don’t push yourself.” 

A few loose tears fall as you snuggle in closer to him. 

“Thank you, baby.”

“I will eat you slowly.”

Summary: Toji loves you a little too much. Genre: Yandere Toji x reader, dark fic, dead dove do not eat?

cw: Smut, facesitting, choking, lowkey extreme toxic masochism, descriptions of gore, mutilation, and cannibalism

a/n: the parasites in me told me to do it 🙃

Toji Fushiguro is greedy. 

A man forced to fast will turn to gluttony at the first sight of a buffet. 

That’s exactly how Toji feels about you. 

You once jokingly called him a parasite. He wholeheartedly agrees.

It’s not enough for Toji to have your love, he needs to consume it. By that extension, he needs to consume you. 

He technically knows that you contain the same organs as most people. Heart, liver, intestines, the usual. However, yours have always seemed more delectable. 

He’s aware that gorging himself on you would lead to both of your demise. He can’t exactly replace you as easily as certain meals. 

However, that doesn’t stop his appetizing ideas. 

When he lays himself on your stomach, he resists the urge to sink his teeth into you. To feel your skin between his teeth, forcibly removing it from the muscles and tendons it kept safe. To lap on the blood that will pour out of you as he continues his assault. He wants to chew his way through those muscles until he reaches the delicate meat of your stomach. That is the real feast. 

Still, if there’s anything Toji learned from you it was compromise. 

Instead of getting the most savory experience by biting your fingers off, he’ll suck on them. However, the wedding ring he gave you, which adorns your hand when he acts on his impulses only intensifies this urge. 

He’ll playfully bite your wrist, as a joke. Something small you can laugh at as compared to the scream of horror that would bubble in your throat if he knawed and sucked at the marrow beneath your flesh as he wanted to. 

He loves to eat you out. Specifically, when you sit on his face. The feeling of your plush thighs occasionally squeezing the side of his head while he is overwhelmed by your scent, makes him dizzy. 

He wants more. He needs more 

He wants you to cave his skull in. To suffocate him so much that his neck breaks as he turns red from the lack of oxygen. If he can’t have that, he at least wants the imprint of your legs to leave dents in his head. When he walks around with you, he wants people to look at his disfigurement so they can know you caused it. 

People have always told him his scar is his most interesting feature, so why not have more? 

Additionally, Toji is fucking gross. 

Some masochistic part of him shivers when he’s put back in his place. When you beat down him like he’s scum. 

Old habits die hard. 

He wants you to slap him hard enough to leave red hand prints. When you’re riding him, he wants you to choke him. His breathless squeals of “harder, fuck…Harder” as his blood rushes to his face and his eyes force themselves shut worry you. He hopes that when he wakes up the next morning, he’ll still have the phantom feel of you strangling him. After long nights of being intimate with you, he wants his whole body black and blue. He needs you to mark him. To taint him so much that he can’t go anywhere without him and everyone else knowing that he’s yours. 

“In my life, I love you more”

summary: Toji has been thinking about marriage lately. Genre: Fluff, angst, Toji x black!stepmom reader, fem reader

cw: nothing fr, Toji is a little sad but it fixes itself, mentions death, there’s cursing, gojo 🤢

word count: 0.9K

A/N: the parasites keep WINNING.

Fiance!Toji who lowkey acts like you’re already married. He and Megumi live with you, you sleep in the same bed, and he feeds your dog. Not to mention, he never corrects anyone when they refer to you as his wife.

Fiancé!Toji who realizes out of the blue he wants to marry you. He’s known you for about 5 years and has been exclusive with you for 4. Megumi and him have been living with you for almost 3 years. Besides, He hates how “girlfriend” or “stepmom” feels on his tongue. 

Fiance!Toji who thinks about how nice your surname sounds. Zenin has never felt comfortable. He cherishes Fushiguro, however, it doesn’t stop him from imagining what it would be like to be referred to as “Mrs.___ Husband”. 

Fiancé!Toji who’s been calling you his wife for the last 6 months. He has a habit of calling you wifey, but it was more of a nickname. At first, you thought it was him fucking with you, but he seems a little too serious about it. 

Fiance!Toji who proposes to you randomly. You and him were watching Paranorman on the couch as Megumi was asleep in your arms when he looks over at you. He about proposing often and since he has no sense of decorum, now seems like a good time. He casually asks “You wanna get married?” You damn near cry and knock his head off. 

Fiance!Toji gets rings for the both of you and takes off his old one. You tell him that he doesn’t have to get rid of his old wedding ring. You won’t be offended if he wants keep it. Toji doesn’t think much of it. He’s always been the type to leave things behind. What’s so different about it now? 

Fiance!Toji whom you gave a thin gold chain necklace with his old ring attached. You put it on him while telling him, “he doesn’t need to abandon everything. He can still keep her close to him.” He thinks about giving it to Megumi when he’s older. 

Fiance!Toji who’s both ecstatic and disappointed you don’t want a big wedding. Fantasies die hard. One of his few good childhood memories was of a Zenin clan wedding. The bride and groom dressed up while music played and everyone gathered around. For a second, it felt like they were an actual family. Although, Toji realizes that neither of you has the luxury of finances or close family to participate. 

Fiance!Toji and you plan to have a small family dinner as your wedding. You’ll go in a white dress while he and Megumi wear three-piece suits. You’ll all eat and then go home as a family. It’s small but sweet.

Fiance!Toji feels nervous about the wedding dinner. He confides in you that he feels like he’s cursed. He has no cursed energy, his first wife died, and he can barely raise his son even now. You comfort him saying “We’ll get through it. That’s what couples are supposed to do.” He doesn’t completely believe you, but it puts him at ease nonetheless. 

Fiance!Toji is pissed when he picks up Megumi from school and learns that the news of your marriage has spread. Megumi barely talks, how the fuck do all his teachers know?

Fiance!Toji finds out that Megumi’s best friend, Yuuji Itadori, snitched. Now he has to deal with not only all of Megumi’s teachers wanting invites to the dinner, but the loud-mouthed kid wanting one as well. 

Fiance!Toji who tells you this and you burst out laughing. The idea of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru hounding him for an invite to the wedding is comical. He doesn’t get it. In the end, he can’t say no to you when you say, “Let's invite em, it’d be nice to have people celebrate us.” 

Husband!Toji who when the day comes feels conflicted. He thought he would feel more excited and annoyed. However, he feels comfortable, almost happy. He watches as Megumi and Yuuji sit at the table coloring in the kid's menus. Gojo and Suguru are annoying but Nanami, their plus one, keeps them in check. Yuuji’s uncle, father, and his wife have decent conversation with you. The whole thing feels almost homely.

Husband!Toji who leaves with you when the restaurant closes. Y’all were only supposed to stay for an hour but everyone wanted pictures of the happy couple and the unofficial bridesmaids.

Husband!Toji who stays downstairs as you put Megumi to bed since you said you had a surprise for him. You come back down and give him a bouquet of red and white roses. 

Husband!Toji doesn’t expect anything else, but you take him to the backyard of your shared house. You’re both still dressed in your wedding clothes. You say your vows as you grab his hand. You look up at the night sky and thank Megumi’s mother. You hope that you’ll be half the mother and wife she was. You promise to her that no matter what you’ll cherish and keep Toji safe. 

Husband!Toji who for once in his damn life is silent. He has no words, so he does the next best thing and kisses his bride. 

”Give me tough love.”

A/N: This is barely proofread. I’m just deranged and decided to write about masochistic Toji again🤘🏾

Content Warning: ‼️extreme breathplay, this shit is not for minors, smut, lowkey dry humping?, blood play and knives mentioned. Toji also calls reader Ma in this.

Nowadays Toji lives a quiet life. He does his job, tells Shiu to Fuck off whenever he pisses him off and comes home to you and Megumi, mostly healthy and happy. 

However, That doesn’t mean that Toji is a normal man now. 

You can see it whenever you and him play wrestle. The increasing rise and fall of his chest whenever you manage to pin him down. His hard erection that digs into your thigh as you sweat and cheer on your victory. Once, he tried to scream “Help!” to get you in trouble with the neighbors and you covered his mouth. He genuinely doesn’t think he could get any harder. 

So when he practically begs you to pinch his nose while you two makeout? 

“Please Ma, come on.”

“I promise ya’ won’t hurt me. It’ll feel amazing.” 

You oblige. 

The lightheadness he feels from the lack of oxygen and the heated messy kisses destroys him. The firm squeeze you put his nostrils in. Your tongue invading his mouth. The full control you have over his body. The spit and wheezes he can’t help but produce because he can’t breathe in anything but you. It’s more than enough to make him cum in his pants. When he comes back to reality and see the drools dripping down his chin, feels the heat radiating off his face, finally blessed with the permission to breathe, he smiles. He looks at you and see your dilated pupils and see how much you enjoyed it too. 

“Shit Ma, you’re somethin’ else.” 

Maybe he’ll try and convince you to use your kitchen knives on him next time. 

“I put a spell on you, cause you’re mine.”

Summary: Songs that JJK men remind me of

cw: reader is mostly gender neutral but she/he pronouns are used in Yuuji’s part, some songs have cursing or sexual themes. Word Count: I could not bother😭

A/N: This genuinely became far longer than I expected. Also, this is one of the few times where I write about someone other than Toji, so tell me how I did🙂

Suguru: 

😈I wanna be your slave- Maneskin 

😈I put a spell on you- Nina Simone 

😈I want you (she’s so heavy) - The Beatles 

😈Closer- Nine inch Nails 

😈Cherry- Lana del Rey 

😈Fool of you- Meltt 

Suguru feels so heavy to me, even more so when he’s in love. Suguru cannot be normal about anything or anyone. He has to let things consume him and fundamentally destroy and rebuild him from the ground up. His love feels dark, almost toxic if you don’t keep him under control. He’s the type of guy who will feel like he never has enough of you. 

Yuuji: 

🥰Honey- Mariah Carey 

🥰Teenage kicks- The undertones 

🥰Mesmerize- Ja rule 

🥰Blueberry eyes- MAX 

🥰More than I should- kehlani

🥰Aphrodite- rini 

🥰Cater 2 you- Destiny’s child 

🥰Dance for you- Beyonce 

🥰She looks so perfect- 5 seconds of summer

My beautiful little angel baby. The love of my life. The reason I wake up in the morning. Yuuji’s love feels so pure like this man is the definition of a simp. Like he truly thinks that everything about his lover is perfect. Like my girl smiled? Fuckin love her. My man has a groggy morning voice? Absolute perfection. My partner is just looking at their phone? I can’t wait to marry them. Also, Yuuji will attempt to take on a more traditionally masculine role in his relationships. In the sense that he’s still a kid at heart, so he wants to be the big strong man you can depend on. 

Toji: 

😐Fall in love with me- Iggy pop 

😐Come back to me- RM 

😐My funny valentine- Frank Sinatra 

😐Next up- Mila j 

😐505- Arctic monkeys

😐Jessie’s girl- Rick Springfield 

My unfortunate muse. Toji is a man and I mean that in all the good and bad ways. His love is gruff. He’ll bully and tease you about your personality or your odd hobbies. That doesn’t mean he won’t buy you the latest manga of the series you like. He’ll say he doesn’t care when he hurts your feelings. However, the moment you start crying he’s more than willing to apologize and comfort you, even if he’s rusty. His love has sharp edges but he’s willing to shave them down for you. 

Inumaki:

🫥Space age love song- Flock of Seagulls 

🫥Things I’ll never say- Avril Lavigne 

🫥Buddy Holly - Weezer 

🫥I’m yours- Isabel Larosa 

🫥WUSYANAME - Tyler the creator 

🫥We’re not just friends- Parks, squares and alleys 

🫥Cupid’s chokehold- Gym class heroes

Short king!!! Inumaki was difficult to put together since he doesn’t talk and we kinda don’t see him that often. From what I can gather, Inumaki is playful but serious when in love. I think the fact that he can’t communicate with you properly becomes an insecurity for him. So, he tries to express his love through physical touch, memes, or his favorite songs. Sometimes you can tell that he’s just using the title to say something to you. Other times, when you tell his feelings through the lyrics. The declarations of love or the descriptions of the singer’s lover/muse. He’s cryptic at first, but once you know him, he’s easy to read. 

Choso:

🕸️I wanna be yours- Arctic Monkeys 

🕸️Love is strange- Mickey and Sylvia 

🕸️The very thought of you- Al Bowelly 

Chosoooo my beloved. Choso is like Suguru in that he cannot be normal about you. He’s less concerned about crawling into your skin, but still obsessed with you. He has the energy of “Me and my queen don’t argue” meme. He’s almost like a mixture of Suguru and Yuuji. His feelings feel so deep that it's overwhelming for him. He settles in faster than you think though. Choso’s love feels a little classical. He wants to court you, protect you, and provide for you. He’ll look to old movies or love stories to see how he can treat you better. 

Nanami:

💍Something- The Beatles 

💍Still into you- Paramore 

💍The sweetest taboo- Sade 

💍In my life- The Beatles 

💍Something about you- Eyedress 

💍Creep- Radiohead 

Kento Nanami the man that you are. Nanami feels like real adult love. Like this is the man who wants a life with you and he’s ready to face any trials that come with your relationship. He wants to wake up next to you and make breakfast while you talk about your strange dreams. He wants to pick out house paints with you because you wanted something fresh for your new home. It doesn’t mean that he’s not whipped for you, he very much is. Still, he’s grounded. He’s the guy that would die for you and do the dishes. 

”Close my eyes, embrace my matter”

Summary: Nanami has a bad day at work, so you decide to help him. Word count: Almost 1K

Cw: sub! Nanami, choking, reader has him in a chokehold, handjob, cum eating, grinding, cursing, marking, dom! reader

A/N: I’ve been missing him, so i decided to treat him and myself.

Nanami Kento is a man burdened with responsibility. 

Even now in his late 20s, as he tries desperately to catch a break, the borderline Sisyphean task of leaving work at work suffocates him. That’s where you come in. You often nag him when he returns to the house with blue-black eyebags and a clear chip on his shoulders. 

“It’s nothing Darling. I just had a rough day at work.” Your ass. 

So you take it upon yourself to care for him in small ways. Making him coffee in the morning. Fixing his tie, or wiping stray hairs or eyelashes out of his face. Ironing and steaming his button-downs to perfection.

Tonight is no different. You wait for Nanami to get out of the shower with some lavender massage oil on your shared nightstand. He’s always told you he thought lavender making you sleepy was an exaggerated pseudo-fact by large wellness corporations, but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. 

You hear the drumming of his footsteps and you assume he’ll fall into his usual routine. He’ll put on his boxers, maybe a loose T-shirt if he gets cold. He’ll sit on the edge of the bed while you carefully dry his hair after some gentle convincing. You’ll try and give him a massage, but he’ll stop you once you reach his shoulders. Nanami has never been comfortable being pampered. Then he’ll lay on the bed with his bagged eyes closed until he eventually falls asleep. 

However, he smashes those expectations quickly when he swiftly throws on some boxers and practically throws himself on the bed, still drenched. 

Well. At least now you have your chance. 

You swiftly straddle his chiseled back. The stray water droplets soak into your garment while you lay yourself on top of him. God, he’s beautiful. You can see the curve of his long lashes and the slight pink that remains on his skin from the heat of the shower. 

“Kento.” 

“Mhm?” He muffledly asks from his place on the pillow, not even opening his eyes.

“Want a massage, baby?” 

He pauses. Usually, he would say no, but tonight is full of surprises. 

He gives you an exasperated, “Yes, please.” 

So begins the massage. Your skillful, oil-covered fingers lull him into a pleasant limbo. Then, a third expected thing happens, you grab his neck. 

In moments like these, he would be able to keep his cool, but the exhaustion and the vulnerability flowing through him and the blood rushing towards his dick makes it difficult for him to hold back. You hear his groggy gasp and see the back of his ears shine a reddish hue. 

“Kento…Baby?” 

He has no response other than to just bury his head into the pillow in shame. 

Still, you know better than to give up. 

You lean down pressing your chest into his back, slipping one hand near his jaw and the other close to his happy trail. 

“Kento…Did you like that? It’s ok if you did because I liked it too.” You whisper into his ear. 

He doesn’t respond but the wiggling of his hips tells you everything. 

“Kento, baby, lemme take care of you.” You whisper into his still-burning ear. This night wasn’t supposed to go this way, but fuck, if you both didn’t love it. 

You slowly move your oil-covered hand from his jaw and place it near his neck. 

“Just lift your head for me a bit baby, ok?”

He complies. You slither your arm under his neck until you can feel his adam’s apple bop into your forearm. You squeeze his throat between your arm and he lets out a groan. 

“Good job baby. Tap my arm three times whenever you feel like it's too much ok?” 

He grabs your wrist as confirmation. You kiss below his ear while whispering a “Good boy” as you slide your other hand finally down into his boxers. 

You already feel him throbbing in your hands. The oil on your hand gets mixed with the surprising amount of precum he’s let out. 

“You must really like this. Huh, baby?” You sigh into his nape. He thrusts into your hand. 

You thumb his slit and slowly, but surely stroke him. The whole time you whisper to him in between the kisses you leave on his shaking shoulders: 

“You’re doing such a great job baby. Thank you for letting me take care of you.” 

“You’re so handsome like this. We should do this more often.”

“You’re so turned on right now. Don’t worry, I am too.”

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you like this. Do you want me to choke you harder?” 

The combination of the restricted airflow, your hands touching his sensitive dick, and feeling you grinding onto his lower back in an attempt to ease the friction between your legs leaves him gasping. However, what drives him over the edge when you suck a Hickie onto the junction of his neck and shoulders. The feeling and knowing that you wanted him so much in this moment you had to physically claim him? Fucking break him. 

He curls his hands into the sheets, almost ripping them underneath his nails as he climaxes. The ropes of his seed shoot into your hand as he convulses under you. He pants and groans as you remove your arm from his neck. You notice you left a red mark around his neck. You suck on your cum covered fingers in an attempt to ease yourself. Tonight truly was something special. 

JJK men who LOVE to piss their girl off. 

“I’m not finna tell you one more time, either stop playin’ with me or imma smack the shit outta you” you bite at him. 

“Aw, cmon Ma, forgive me?” He teasingly begs as he drapes himself behind you in a loose back hug.

“Nig-bro, back THE FUCK UP!” You growl as you create distance by pushing your manicured nails into his chest. 

He tries to close the distance again. 

You shove him. Sure, he’s technically stronger than you, but being your ragdoll has always felt better. 

“I KNOW you ain’t fuckin’ deaf. You heard what I said, I’m not playin’ these games with you.” You spit with a glare. 

He raises his white flag for now. 

That is until he walks into your shared bedroom and still sees the scorn etched on your face. Your furrowed brows highlighting your piercing glare. 

The frown showing the plumpness of your lips.

Your rapid breathing that you attempted to even out into something calmer. 

The veins that pop out from your hands and neck, it all leaves him begging you to make good of your promise of fucking him up.

-Toji, suguru, Gojo, sukuna, shiu, toge, mahito 

I really think Gojo believes any attention towards him is good.

The type who desperately craves attention. He’s in no way starved of it, but he’s a spoiled brat. The thought of someone not acknowledging him as he rightly deserves? That needs to be fixed. So, when you’ve been ignoring him for a couple of weeks because you couldn’t stand his shit. Of course, he’s gonna annoy you even harder. He’s gonna show up unexpected to your classes. He’s gonna make yours and his students be your human carrier pigeons. “Gojo says it’s a shame you won’t talk to him.” Fuck off

It’s not until he shows up on a date, one you had only told Shoko about, that you snap. You drag him outside and smash his head against the brick wall. You break his nose, probably bruised one of his pretty blue eyes, and cause a slit on his bottom lip. He feels the copper liquid flow from his swollen nasal passage. He can barely breathe with the blood filling his nose and his mouth. It drips down his pale chin and neck until it reaches his black luxury t shirt to create a wet spot. He doesn’t mind though.

He finally got your attention.

”He want lipstick, lip gloss, hickeys too.”

Toji with a cute girlfriend.

Toji loves cute, borderline childlike girls. Some part of it might be due to his trauma. The Zenin clan, even if you’re favored, never really gives you the chance to be a kid. To enjoy playing in the mud or sitting down and watching your favorite cartoons while eating cereal. He’s projecting that repressed “inner child”, whatever that is, through people whose interests seem to be…childish. Maybe, it's his masculinity? Toji wants to feel like a protector no matter who he’s with. A powerless man intends to rely on his strength for comfort. He can’t help but imagine himself as this strict yet loving patriarchal figure. The strong husband with the dainty wife, kids, and some scary dog that the neighborhood kids shake at. Maybe it’s as simple as Toji is a grumpy, old bastard who can’t help it pretty sunshines come into his life and give him a taste of their warmth. His first wife was like that but in a more stable way. Every time she saw an animal, doesn’t matter if it was a stray or owned, her eyes would light up as she kneeled to excitedly baby talk at them. She’d also do the same to tease Toji whenever he “sulked”. You and her shared these qualities, but yours were more exaggerated.  Your house was filled with plushies of all shapes and sizes. Toji claims he can only vaguely remember some of them. Although, when he comes home with an almost life-size Snorlax plush you’ve been wanting, you can’t help but wonder. Your white desk is covered in Sanrio stickers and cute little bears and rabbits. The vanity that sits atop it is heart-shaped. Like your bedsheets and your pillows, except for the Hello Kitty one on the right. Sometimes when you’re doing your makeup at the desk, he’ll lay, half naked in the pastel pink and blue heart blanket with the Hello Kitty pillow supporting his head and just watch. He’ll see the little tattoos you have of Melody, Cinnamonroll, and Kuromi. He remembers you saying that you scheduled an appointment for a new tattoo. It’s some grumpy little penguin who you think looks like Toji. He scowled at you and squinted his eyes, trying to see any resemblance and you giggled in his face, calling him an old man. He can’t remember the name though, oh well. Even your makeup is cute. Makeup plattes with Sailor Moon, blush that comes in a heart-shaped package. Lip stains and oils you bought specifically because it had Hello Kitty on it. Also, ones with a heart-shaped polka-dotted guy and a sleeping koala. He knows you’ve told him about it, but he can’t function when he looks at you sometimes.  “And which one of your hoes do you intend to see?” He groggily smirks as he squeezes your heart pillow like a stress toy. He needs to be cheeky with you. It makes it easier for him to breathe without getting flustered.  “Toji, shut up before I make you.” You bite while focusing on putting on your lashes.  He chuckles. The one thing about you that is razor-sharp is your tongue.  “Yes, Ma’am.” 

Gojo seems like the type of guy to wear those “Don’t bully me, I’ll cum” T shirts in public to annoy/interest people. I need him dead THRICE over.

"I wanna feel you from the inside."

Summary: Poor Geto has been in rough shape recently. So, when he finally hobbles out of his dorm to hand you a neatly sealed letter, you get a little worried. What could he have possibly written?

Genre: Yandere!Geto x AFAB!Reader, Dead Dove Do Not Eat, Pre-cult Geto, Dark Fic

CW: Smut, Pussy eating, Suguru uses the word "Cunt" to describe the reader's genitals, Descriptions of gore, cannibalism, mutilation, he's honestly going crazy in this, do not trust him.

A/N: It's crazy how I'm genuinely obsessed with this man, but have hardly posted anything about him. We're changing that today.

Dear Sweetness,

I’d usually greet you, but I’m impatient. I must speak with you. 

Sweetness…..

Sugar.

Hun.

Those type of nicknames suits you. 

You stick to the back of my throat like honey. You coat my tongue with sweet nothings as your taste invades my soft palate and drenches my uvula. You drip slowly to cover my throat so that you can infiltrate my stomach. Your overwhelming scent remains after I’ve digested you, coating my day with you. 

Speaking of my appetite, I had the most delicious dream about you. I’ll say clearly, it wasn’t sexual. I can feel your disappointment and confusion through the page. Would you have preferred me fantasizing about your cunt? Exposing my perverse desire to be enclosed between your legs as I suck and lick your most personal space? To talk about how I woke up begging, praying for it to be a reality. Imagine my unending suffering, debating on leaving my dorm so I could sneak into your room to make an actuality?

Maybe another time, when I’m feeling up to it.

Now, let’s get back to the point, shall we?

I dreamt we were excorsing a curse, As we always do. However, when I encased it and braced myself for that nauseating taste… The taste that deteriorates my body from the inside out. The taste of blood, guts, shit, and swallowed regrets. That taste is so vile that even my description doesn’t do it justice. Sorry, I got off track. Unexpectedly, I got a pleasant taste instead. Actually, pleasant wouldn’t begin to describe the taste. It was transcendent. The type of flavor that purifies even the most heinous tastes and desires. The taste of eating the body of a saint after you’ve been forced to fast on your journey with them. I closed my eyes to savor it and clamped my jaw to force it to stay, I heard a crunch. Then, a squish. I felt that oozing liquid pours onto my tastebuds and smelt that copper, almost fruity smell that couldn’t have been mistaken for anything else. I opened my eyes and saw that instead of eating the curse, I was eating you. I had bitten into your forearm, tearing the right arm of your custom uniform to shreds as sunk my canines into you. You didn’t even react. You just gave me a warm smile and ruffled my hair, as you always do. Dreams are said to be unconscious desires right? Your ID attempting to give you a message about the animalistic behaviors you’ve repressed. It’s a silly thing to bring up, but even nonsense can give one courage, no? I can wax as poetic as I want, and be as flowery as possible for a Jujutsu Soceror, however, I think a clear message will ring better.

I want you.

I want to gorge myself on you.

More than the fleeting touches we share. More than the sound of your voice when you greet Satoru and me. More than the arguments and reconciliations that we’ve had and will continue to engage in. More than devouring your cunt or having sex. I need to eat you. I want to kiss your soft lips and then take them between my teeth until plump flesh divorces from your face. Leaving blood leaking down your chin as your gums and bottom teeth get exposed to the elements. I want to rip off your tongue with my teeth and chew on it as I swallow and suck on your teeth like suckers. I’ll kiss your eyelids, feeling your lashes curve onto my chin. Once you open your eyes, I’ll scope them out with my fingers and slurp them down my throat. I’ll swirl my tongue around your empty sockets to get the scraps of your flavor. I’ll move down to masticate your lovely throat and reach your larynx. Your voice is always so soft and sweet. I wonder if your voicebox will melt once it hits the warmth of my tongue or if I’ll have to grind it against my teeth like tough taffy. My teeth will devour your respiratory system, stomach, and intestines. I wonder if I’ll be able to taste your stomach acids along with the partially digested food you’ve had during the day. I promise to save your heart for last. That rich dessert will envelop my mouth and free me of all other tastes and senses. 

I’m not sure if I intend to send this letter to you. In the case that I do, I’ll await your response. Only to a certain point though. A famine can only last for so long.

Forever your glutton,

Suguru Geto.

JJK Men who keeps stealing your bonnets:

“I ain’t Batman but I be robbin’”

Summary: JJK men be stealing bonnets

CW: None fr, some cursing, Yuuji is aged up, could read this as platonic but why would you?

A/N: This is part 1 of this 2 parter. I hope I wrote yuuji well because I love that boy😭.

Yuuji:

He doesn’t steal your bonnets on purpose, it just happens. It started when he came over during a movie night at your house and he found your bonnet lying on the bathroom counter. He’s seen you wear it a couple of time, but he’s never really bothered to ask what its for. 

“Babe?” He yells. 

“What’s up hun?” You ask from your spot on the couch. 

“What does this do?” He asks as he strides back to the living room, holding the bonnet in his right hand with a curious face. 

 “It protects my hair.” You say casually. He still has on his confuzzled face. Maybe a tactile lesson will help him? 

“You wanna try it on?”

“OH HELL YEAH!”

That’s basically how the story goes. Now, he won’t fall asleep without wearing one of your bonnets. You keep telling him to buy his own, but he always refuses.

“I like them because they remind me of you.” 

You find it really hard to say no to that. 

Choso:

You made him wear a bonnet. You love this man dearly, but his hair is way too damn long. The tresses that scatter around his face when he’s sleeping peacefully always seem to infiltrate your side of the bed. You were sick of it, so you bought you and him matching bonnets. He thinks its practical, keeps his hair out of yours and his face. Besides, he’ll do anything to show he’s yours and vice versa, even if its in the privacy of your home. 

Suguru:

Omgggg, this man is a fuckin THEIF. It genuinely happens out of nowhere. One day, he pays little attention to your bonnet. Next? All your bonnets are his bonnets too. You’ve tried buying him his own to solve your problem but he will still steal yours. His excuse? “I like yours better. I want to be closer to you” Creepy ass. 

Suguru geto or Toji fushiguro sitting on my lap rn would lowkey fix me. Just saying 🤷🏾‍♀️

A/N: This is pure smut. Having a busy week so I decided to take out my frustration on my favorite dead beat❤️Not beta read at all, honestly probably very deranged 🤪

CW: neglect play, masochistic Toji, sub Toji, mean dom reader, breath play(wraps their leg around Toji’s throat, oral sex(receiving), degradation, humiliation, hair pulling, dumbification(? Barley lowkey) honestly this whole thing is just bullying Toji,

Quick note: Toji and reader are married in this, all consenting, these whores are very much in love, they just nasty, and there’s aftercare afterwards, I just ain’t write it but trust‼️ Also probably don’t do this lol

“Are you done yet, pig?” You scoffed as your pretty eyes rolled. You’re clearly busy trying to watch a movie and your pathetic, inconsiderate husband barges in like a neglected puppy. By this point, he’s already pulled down your fuzzy pjs down to the living room floor. Your thighs are covered in hickies and saliva. Gross.

“Don’t you have any shame?” You condescend him as you raise your brow. As usual, it’s one ear out the other with him. Toji doesn’t even look up from between your legs as he laps at your sex. his large back and hair begin to overtake the screen as he gets more into it. Underwear pushed to the side as he devours you like a last meal. Ignoring you to continue plowing through like a work horse. Drool and saliva drip down his chin and onto the pristine white sweater that you bought for him as he had basically no winter clothes. It’s leaves a wet spot that matches the undeniable, sticky one he’s given his sweats. Pervert.

“Hey.”

you grab him by his hair. He closes his eyes and hisses as you pull on his bangs to make him look at you. “Aw, that hurt? Good.” You response to his anguish. The cold metal of your wedding band makes a slight thud on his skull. The cool metal combined with the heat of pain and lust makes him dizzy. He feels your breath on his face and it overwhelms him. He can’t look at you, but he has to. He needs to. “I asked you a question. Didn’t you hear me?” Your brows furrow as you glare at him. He barely has time to think of a response when you continue speaking. “You didn’t did you?” tug

“Stupid”

tug

“as”

tug

“usual”

Tears threaten to leak from his eyes as you pull on his hair like a battered doll. Imagine his shock when the sting of his scalp ends, only to be replaced by the pressure of his throat being squeezed by your leg. “Since you’re not done, keep going. Clearly, you’re gonna be on your knees the whole night.”

God you’ll be the death of him. ❤️

Hating Gojo Satoru makes him 10x more obnoxious because you could spit on him and he’d not only catch it in his mouth, but swallow it too.

I need a man groveling at my feet rn

Adding onto this: These men, along with Gojo would practically beg you to spit in their mouth.

Whether it be by them pissing you off enough and goading you into doing it,

“Come on, do it pussy.” “If you’re sick of me then do something about it. Bet you won’t though.” “You keep glaring and catching an attitude like that’ll do anything. Think I’m intimidated by you? Give me a reason why I should be.”

Or them being just the most down bad, borderline pathetic simp in public

“Pleaseeeeeee, baby pleaseeeeee.”

“Come on, it’d be so hot. Also, I want that couple who’s staring to see. Why? It’ll teach em to stop being nosy.” “Baby, I’m so deadass, either spit in my mouth right now or I’m causing a scene.”

-Yuuji, SUGURU, Todo, Inumaki, Sukuna, Megumi, Toji, Takuma

Hating Gojo Satoru makes him 10x more obnoxious because you could spit on him and he’d not only catch it in his mouth, but swallow it too.

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