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Chapter Twelve Snippet: Ao3 link

Gojo Satoru x FemReader x Ryomen Sukuna (past)

Warnings: Everything 18+ crackfic snippet

-I haven’t even finished writing this chapter yet, but I can’t stop laughing at the start of it. 💀 it’s probably not even that funny, but my sense of humour is horrendous. I could just totally see him doing something like this.

Megumi sighed grabbing Gojo's attention as the six eyes leaned back in the booth seat. 

"These cafes are so boring, just doesn't beat that maid cafe, the girls are so cute and the cakes ar-"

"Why is she wearing those?" Megumi cut off Gojo's blabbering.

"What's the issue? She's hardly bothered." Gojo defended as he stirred the sugar lumps into his hot drink "-the best bit, she calls them comfort bunnies, its hilarious."

Megumi frowned as he looked back to you, completely content in the environment as you moved up in line and smiled at the barista, a noticeable blush across the young boys cheeks as he spoke to you, his own eyes a little too fixated on your own in awe. Megumi had to even admit those eyes of yours were amazing, he didn't spend too much time looking at them as once they had his attention it was difficult to pull from them. Not like that helped his awkward teenage mind, nor did it help when Gojo caught him staring and that shit eating grin spread on his face.

You were currently twirling your finger around a strand of your hair giving him some kind of look Megumi could only describe as flirtatious, he wasn't even sure if you were aware you were doing it, you seemed to naturally move in a way he could only describe as enticing. You didn't seem vain, or self aware of your beauty yet you moved with ease and confidence, like nothing in this life could phase you. It was almost lazy, bored even, yet at the same time you seemed a little lost to him, like something was missing from you. He didn't understand the dynamic happening between his sensei and you, or why you seemed to be so easily pulled around by him, it wasn't like you were smitten with him or at his feet but Gojo seemed to have some kind of control over you, it was subtle but Megumi could see it. You didn't seem happy about it but you didn't exactly fight him off. 

Megumi glanced back at Gojo to see what his reaction would be as a man behind you moved forward and stood close to you, starting up conversation. Megumi wasn't a dumbass, despite his own difficulty in processing emotions it was clear as day something was going on between you and Gojo Satoru. 

"I'll buy the pretty lady her coffee," 

Calm blue eyes peered over sunglasses, sliding over the rim of them to where you stood, that small smile he wore dulled slowly into a straight line as Gojo watched you getting chatted up by some stranger, who you happily let buy the coffee for you despite Gojo's card in your back pocket. That pissed him off, it was so minor, so stupid yet it irked the sorcerer. The man pointed at your slippers with an amused expression as you both stood waiting for your orders to be brought to you.

Oh, if only this muppet knew who bought those slippers for you, who put those clothes on you this morning after fucking you against the cold tiles of the shower, Gojo's teeth chewed the inside of his cheek as he failed to keep in check that possessiveness that was creeping over his skin like ice biting at him. His mind reeling back to the way his hand collided with your ass cheek, rippling under his harsh smack as the water slid between you both, tits pressed up against the tiles and his dick hitting that sweet spot in your pussy as you came over his dick. How you moaned for him, how his bites littered your neck, shoulders and back, how bruised you were -the patches of purples, blues and blacks decorated your skin so beautifully. 

You shrugged and gave him a grin. 

"What can I say, perfect balance of stylish and comfortable." 

"Stylish?" the man repeated as he laughed at you, you waved him off setting up a bantering exchange with the stranger.

"Clearly ignorance is bliss."

"Well, what if I get your number, maybe you can give me some styling tips?" Your head tilted at him as he pulled his phone from his pocket, just as you lifted your hand to grab his phone a small square packet slapped on the floor between you both. The man before you cleared his throat awkwardly when you both looked up to the voice that filtered between you, disrupting the conversation.

"Ooops! I dropped my extra large condom for my monster dong." 

Ah Gojo Satoru, you absolute specimen. 

You sighed as Gojo bent down between you both and reached for the packet with a circular imprint that he 'accidentally' dropped with accurate precision, all eyes turning to Gojo who stood there beaming waving the foil packet proudly like it was a damn oscar. The man before you looked at Gojo sheepishly, who threw an arm over your shoulder and grinned at the man. 

"Y'know right? Better be safe than sorry man." 

"Uh- yeah, right.. You know him?" The guy pointed with his thumb at Gojo who was now hanging off your shoulder, you crossed your arms and sighed, looking up to the ceiling as if that would help you at all. 

"Don't feel too intimidated, he doesn't know how to use it." You tried to shrug Gojo off but his spare hand, not holding the condom packet up up like an award for the whole cafe to see, gripped your upper arm tighter and pulled you against him forcefully.

"Yes I do, you pinch the tip and roll it-" You slapped Gojo's hands away as he started to act out how to put a condom on.

"Aggression is a terrible quality in a woman Belle,"

"You are a terrible quality Gojo."

CAN'T WAIT♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Salutations everyone, and welcome to this special broadcast of my yandere Hazbin Hotel fic, A Violent Wendigo’s Love!

This past Sunday, I had announced that if the first part had reached 1,000 notes I would share a portion from the second part before its scheduled drop on March 1st at 6PM. Within three days, this number was surpassed and currently sits at 1,038 notes.

I cannot thank my readers enough for their kindness and support in helping achieve this milestone. I sincerely hope you will all enjoy it~! If you would like to read the first part before being spoiled, I will leave a link to the fic here.

So with that being said, let’s get this show on the road~!

Shadows were handy little helpers to have, Alastor notes. Not only could they provide protection to the staff when he had other matters to attend to in the Pentagram but they were excellent spies. To be his ears and gather all of the delicious secrets he could uncover from enemies that were actually some semblance of a threat to his plans, or just because he was bored and liked to keep tabs on the latest bits of gossip. He loved to share this information with Rosie over tea-time when the subject of their discussions was not revolved around the ornery old bitch, Susan.

Although they have proven themselves to be useful time and time again, these little helpers were also sentient and created their own discord, much to the frustration of their creator. As much as you can say you’ve been keeping a distance from Alastor, he unfortunately can’t say the same. His shadows as of late have found themselves almost constantly attached to you. Through darkened hallways to under your leaves at the greenhouse, they were always at your side. Ready to step in and assist you in any way they can, even if he won’t lift a finger.

Y’all I cannot believe that Piper and Brendan are FREAKING ENGAGED!!! like it was just a week ago that I finished ur book and now ur engaged?!?!?