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Roommate Sukuna!? Stoner AU 😭

Who walks in on you rolling a joint- making you jump in surprise. But he helps you out with it, and a little playfully banter here and there. You joke about recalling a time you hit a joint from between your friends boobs, and you jokingly ask if you guys should try it out.

“Don’t tempt me roomie.” He chuckles low, his gaze daring you to put the joint between your cleavage, already turning him on with the cute little lace tank top you decided to put on today. You take him up on his dare, teasing him, slowly slipping the joint between your boobs.

His hands find their way to your waist, lightly pulling you closer, and his other hand trails up to your side, teasing you. His head dips down a bit, his hands holding you in place as he takes a hit of the joint nestled between your breasts.

“What’s running through that pretty little head of yours sweetheart?” He whispers low in your ear, exhaling the smoke from his lungs, the marijuana heightening both of your senses, his eyes hazy from the weed, and something else. “S’kuna…” you hold back a gasp, a slight flush on your cheeks.

“Tell me what you want baby. Use your words.”

Imagine- Drabble whatever u wanna call it- tw: smut just pure smut.

He’s stoking the fire in front of you guys, you rented a cabin for a weekend away up in the mountains. You’re straddling his lap while he’s sitting on the couch.

“really invested in this fire, huh?” You ask him, it coming out needier than you intended.

I mean, giving away those thigh highs and that little black skirt with your cute little tank top? Why wouldn’t he wanna fuck you on the spot?

“You like this attention, don’t you?” He says, his voice low and husky with desire. His hands are gripping your hips possessively, keeping you in place. A smirk appears on those perfect lips of yours.

“Only when it comes to you babe.” You were so fucking cute when you asked him questions in that tone, his erection already growing, rubbing against your throbbing, albeit clothed, clit needed desperate attention. A small groan of satisfaction comes from his lips, “I’m all yours babe.” You whisper in his ear, smirking against his earlobe, your back softly arching.

“Say it again.”

“I’m yours. Only yours.”

“Prove it. Take what’s yours then. I want to feel you against me.”

His hands make quick work of your flimsy little tank top and your skirt, making you yelp in surprise.

“Damn sweetheart, all this for me?” He asks, ogling the lady black bra and panties your in, paired with the knee socks, oh you won’t be walking for the next week. And you knew it.

He makes quick work of getting off the couch carefully placing you on his bed, “get on your hands and knees.” You’re cute little cheeks flush in desire and anticipation, making your pussy tighten around nothing. You know what he’s gonna do.

And he does. Quickly yanking down your panties and pushing your back down onto the mattress, muffling your little whimpers and gasps. “God- look what you did princess. Tsk.” He tuts, yanking down his own sweatpants, freeing his angry erection, already leaking out precum. And your throat goes dry at the sight of it.

His thrusts two fingers inside of your tight cunt, pumping them in and out at a fast pace, making you moan and cry out in ecstasy. “So wet, so pretty.” He muses, before pulling his fingers out abruptly, making you whine in protest. Without warning, he slams his cock into you, hard and deep. Making you cry out in pain and pleasure, he leisurely fucks you from behind like it’s a routine he’s done for years.

“What’d ya think what would happen princess? Lookin at me like that, with those eyes and that cute little slutty outfit, all hot and bothered, just waited for me to fuck you, huh princess?”

He groans at your tight pussy, setting a brutal pace, pounding you from behind hard and fast, kissing the tip of your cervix, making your back arch in pleasure, “f-fuck!” You cry out, tears of ecstasy rolling down your pretty face, making him fuck you even deeper, reveling in the way you come around him, screaming his name and your back arching in pleasure every time he hits that sweet spot.

“Like the way I fuck you- huh princess?” He groans in pleasure, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your head back, making you yelp out and moan at the way he’s fucking you perfectly.

“What was that? didn’t hear you the f-first time.” He asks you mockingly, just wanting to hear your cute little moans over and over, making you pant and moan like a slut. “You’re so f-fucking hot baby.” He shudders, eyes rolling back and his pace increasing, chasing his own release.

“Hphm! C-cumming!” You cry out, your back arching. His grip on your hair is still firm, pulling your head back and whispering in your ear, “Yeah baby? Cum for me.”

You come around him hard and fast, seeing stars as he fucks you relentlessly, coming just seconds after you.

A loud moan escapes his lips, slamming into your pretty little ass one more time, before releasing his grip on your hair, “ready for round two princess?” He whispers low and husky in your ear.

It’s gonna be a long night for you. And a good one too

in the car…?

Prompt: you and Sukuna are roommates- and you always manage to get into some trouble, whether it be egging your toxic ex’s car, or TP’ing your friends house- he’s always with you. And this time is no exception…😉

‼️MINORS DNI‼️

Also this might be a longer fic so if oh don’t like little side stories- then I dunno. dw pooks- there’s nsfw 🤭

“God- ‘kuna Alex is bothering her again. I’m gonna fuckin kill him.” You groan frustratedly.

Alex, your best friend’s boyfriend is a fucking terror, and an asshole. The only reason your best friend puts up with him is because he’s ‘good in bed’ according to her. Merely thinking about the little shit has you rolling your eyes in annoyance

“Oh? What’d he do now?” He asks, amused and a sly smirk on his lips. He looked so fucking hot. But you won’t admit that to yourself.

Yet.

“He’s just being a dick.” You shake your head, scoffing.

“Why don’t we do something fun then? Maybe egg his house, then smoke a lil? Relieve some stress in the process, pretty girl?” He teases, his hands rubbing your shoulders, an intimate gesture.

The little sigh that escapes your lips and the way you relax under his touch makes his eyes darken in desire, but he won’t do that- at least not right now.

“Sure- you bring the eggs, I bring the weed.” Your laugh echoes through the shared apartment, something he could listen to on repeat, and amused smirk on his face.

He watches you as you get up and take the little black tubes containing the already rolled up joints, and a carton of eggs- and you hand both to him, flashing your cute little smile at him that drives him crazy. You walk over to the door and he follows you out to the lobby, making sure anyone passing by knows your his-

but you don’t know that yet? He’ll make sure you know it soon enough.

You both get into your car, bantering back and forth about who should drive- of course, Sukuna wins that little squabble, “you already look like a passenger princess, might as well act like one.” He chuckles, sitting down in the drivers seat and closing the door, giving you a knowing smirk, watching your cute little ass walk around the car to the passenger seat beside him.

“You already know where Alex lives right?” You ask him, and he simply nods, pulling out of the parking lot.

“Princess, you’ve driven past that punks house more times than I can count looking for your little friend, to lecture her later about staying at his house.” He retorts, smirking at you mischievously.

Sometimes he can be so damn tempting.

Five minutes later, he pulls into Alex’s neighborhood, parking farther away from his house so you guys aren’t seen, it’s not your guys’ first time getting into a bit of trouble. “Got the stuff?” He asks, an eyebrow raised in question, and you nod and grin at him, holding up the joints and the eggs.

“We’ll save the special stuff for later after we’re done with this little asshat.” You smirk, putting the joints in the glove box, along with the lighter.

You both get out of the car at the same time, his steps eating up the distance to Alex’s home.

“Can I get the first grab?” He smirks at you, already reaching for the first egg in the carton and chucking it at the living room window, making you cover your mouth and stifle your laughter. The eggs shatters like glass on impact, dripping down the window, leaving a mess of eggshells and yolk all over the place.

“That little shit will have so much fun cleaning this up tomorrow.” You laugh quietly, the moon being your only guise from prying eyes. Thank god it’s dark out.

You both take turns circling the house and throwing eggs at the house, and after you’re both done, it looks like a mess. And you’re proud of it.

“That’s not the only mess I’ll be proud of tonight~” he says low and husky in your ear as you guys walk back to the car, making your face flush in desire and making your breath hitch, “wha- huh? You talk in about the joints?” You ask him, a bit concerned and flustered. He wanted to fuck you so bad already.

“Yes princess, I am.” He say sarcastically, winking at you suggestively. And you roll your eyes, he can be so corny sometimes.

You both get back to the car, him taking the drivers seat again, you’re kicked back to passenger princess again. Not that you’re complaining. You open the glove box and pull out one of the joints and a lighter, handing the lighter to Sukuna and holding the joint to your lips, he smirks at you and lights the joint for you, watching your pupils dilate from the effect of the marijuana.

You pass the joint to Sukuna, exhaling the smoke, your head leaning against the headrest on the seat. Your eyes close in bliss, letting the effects wash over you, feeling light and happy, your body feeling everything tenfold, making any slight touch or sensation undeniable.

He watches you with half lidded eyes, needing you so bad. He takes a long drag of the joint, the smoke he exhales blurring his perfect fucking face.

“You feelin better yet princess?” He smirks at you, looking you up and down. His eyes rake over your figure hungrily, your shirt hugging your curves perfectly, and the sweatpants you’re wearing makes it casual enough for you to make an excuse to show off your perfect boobs. Which he shamelessly stares at.

Your eyes narrow, a small smirk on your lips, “eyes up here pretty boy.” You point to your face and he looks at you with and amused and slightly surprised expression, “I know that already princess.” His voice is low and husky when he talks, filled with need already.

You take his hand in yours and slowly guide it to your thigh, his hand possessively gripping your thigh, trailing dangerously close to your already throbbing and needy clit. “What do you think you’re doing?” You ask him coyly, you’ve always been such a damn tease. And he loves it.

“Re-phrase the what to who. Should be obvious already, huh princess?” His gaze burns into yours with such an intensity, you’re basically putty in his hands and he hasn’t even done anything yet.

He hands the almost-forgotten joint back to you, smirking knowingly at you and exhaling smoke from the drag. You take it from him and hit it again, and another time, just to make sure. “Just warning you-“ you pause, unsure of if you should say it, especially since his hand is on your thigh.

“What is it baby?” His smirk grows even more, his hold on your thigh tightening.

You sigh, looking down, “sometimes I get high before I go out to a club or something- because I get insanely turned on at literally anything.” You scoff playfully at your little confession.

Oh that’s just what he wanted to hear.

“Really princess? Let’s see how you get with me then.” His gaze darkens, his breathing shallow and a lustful smirk on his face.

Oh you’re in for it now.

He discards the joint outside the car window, slightly cracked from letting in the cool summer night air. The feeling flowing through your senses is surreal, and so is your desire to fuck him.

And so is his. But before he can mutter anything, your lips meet his in a hungry kiss. He lets out a satisfied groan, his hands holding your waist closer to him and he tangles his hands in your hair, pulling your head back harshly and peppering kisses down your neck all the way down to your collarbone.

“Damn princess, what’d you think what would happen if you told me that, hm?” He whispers in your ear, his other hand reaching under the top of your sweats, his fingers finding its way to your needy core, his fingers rubbing lazy circles on your clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. The sensation heightened from the effects of marijuana.

“F-fuck S’kuna- we’re still in the car-“ you whine, moaning at his skilled fingers working your clit. Your lips parting in a satisfied sigh, your hand coming up to cover your mouth.

“So baby? Can fuck you just as good here as on the bed, kay?” He whispers in your ear, low and husky. His fingers pace picks up even more, sliding into your wet pussy, his fingers curling inside you, hitting that sweet spot, making your back arch in pleasure as he finger fucks you harder and faster, “ah! K-kuna- s’close!” You moan out, your cunt tightening around his fingers.

“Cum f’me then princess.”

His words send you over the edge, your mouth falling open in pleasure, a lewd moan slipping past your lips and your eyes rolling back. He can barely hold himself back anymore, his erection near painful at this point, making a tent in his grey sweats.

“Get in the backseat. Now.” His words are demanding and full of lust, leaving no room for resistance or discussion. And you climb into the backseat, slipping off your top and your sweatpants, leaving you in your bra and panties, making the poor man go feral.

He gets in after you, having to open the backseats door because of his muscular build. Fuck that turned you on so much. He closes the door and locks it, the little ‘click’ of the lock sealing your fate for the evening.

Oh you’re fucked, literally.

He yanks down his sweatpants and boxers at the same time, revealing his angry erection, already leaking pre cum from the tip. And your eyes widen at the sight of it, long and thick, how is this going to fit inside you?

“Like what you see princess?” He leans down, whispering in your ear, his voice raw and husky.

“M-mhm” you manage to mumble between moans and whimpers.

“S’kuna please-“ you whine, your hips bucking up needily.

“Use your words baby, can’t hear you between all those little noises you’re making.” He says, smirking down at you, teasing you.

“K-kuna please I need you inside me.” You moan out, your hands finding its way to your clit, still covered by your skimpy little panties. But he grabs your wrist before you can lay a finger on it. “Tsk. Try again princess, on your hands and knees.”

You whine impatiently, annoyed and desperately needing to feel him inside you, so you quickly sit up, your back facing him and you arch your back against his hands, holding your hips in place so you can’t move.

You feel his fingers slowly trace the outline of your perfect little ass, making quick work of ripping off those panties. “You want me princess? Hm?” He purrs in your ear, tangling his hands in your hair, pulling your head back.

“Y-yes.” You moan out, earning a low groan from him.

“Fuck princess- makin this damn hard to control myself.” He says before slamming into you in one harsh thrust, letting you accommodate to his size, stretching your tight little pussy out. Your sweet little cry of pleasure is enough to drive him crazy and he pounds into you over and over, his tip hitting your cervix again and again.

“Ngh- ah! K-kuna!” You moan out, the pain from earlier quickly replaced with pure ecstasy and pleasure.

His pace picks up even more, making you see stars, “f-fuck princess, so tight and needy. Didn’t know you’d be a little slut huh?” He pulls your hair back again, his hips still slamming into yours at the same brutal pace, making the car move.

You feel yourself tighten around him, nearing you orgasm, “S-S’kuna fuck! S’close!” You cry out, almost screaming his name.

“Did I say you could cum yet slut? No? Didn’t fuckin think so.” He growls low in your ear, pounding into you deeper and deeper, making it significantly harder for you to not cum around him.

Tears of pure pleasure roll down your cute little face, begging him to let you come.

“You wanna cum princess? Yeah? Scream my name for me will ya?” He groans, feeling his own orgasm coming soon.

And oh fuck- you screamed his name so loud the whole neighborhood probably heard it. And that’s makes him so fucking turned on. They way your back arches and your eyes roll back makes him fuck you even harder. How that’s possible? You don’t know, but god it feels so fucking good.

“F-fuck!” Sukuna lets out a low moan when he comes inside you, his thick, hot cum making a mess of your thighs and cute little pussy.

Your pants fill the car, catching your breath.

“How about we pick this back up at home princess?” He smirks down at you, admiring your fucked out, dazed expression.

“Fuck yeah.” You say, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

He’s definitely getting head on the way home.

“I WANNA GET CLOSER…”

(Inspired by the song by Isabel larosa.)

Prompt- another sukuna x reader fic- kinda angsty maybe smut but idk. Let’s see what my mind comes up with today!❤️

“Princess, come over here.”

Your eyebrow quirks up in question, you and yujis older brother, sukuna, have been friends for a few years now, slowly getting closer and melting his icy cold exterior. He has a soft spot for you even if you don’t think so.

“Princess? That’s a new one.” You say, striding over to him with a small smile on your face, looking at him, a smirk on his.

He flashes a toothy smile at you and pulls you closer, showing you something on his phone- and it’s one of your reposts on TikTok. Oops.

“When he picks you up when he hugs you?” He asks you, reading out the subtitle in the video.

“Mhm, what about it?”

“Who’s he.”

“Um- my friend.” You stutter out, unsure of what to say.

“Uh huh, which one?” He tuts, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Wait is he jealous?

“Levi- anyway are you jealous?” You ask him, a smirk on your lips and eyes narrowing suspiciously at him.

“No why would I be jealous?” He says defensively, fighting back the blush creeping into his cheeks.

“Then why are you blushing?”

“I’m not brat. I’m frustrated that you can’t read the signs.” He says, stepping closer to you, tilting your chin up to look up at him, lazily tracing your jawline.

“What?”

“Don’t be coy. You know what I mean.” He whispers low in your ear, pulling you closer to him, his hands digging into your hips.

You go quiet, realizing what he means. He likes you, but like that.

Thank god.

“You’ve had no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that.” Your lips crash onto his, muffling his response, and instead of pushing you away or freezing up, he pulls you closer.

His hand trails up your side, meeting the base of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair, tilting your head back so he can have easier access to your neck, peppering kisses all the way down to your collarbone.

Maybe you could get used to this…

”more please”

prompt- they’re overstimming u until you’re crying and moaning their name repeatedly.

as always- minors do NOT interact. You will be blocked.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck-“ you pant out, nails digging into his back with your eyes rolling back into your head when you cum around him again and again. it’s been like this for about 2 hours now, and he still won’t let up?

fucking you dumb always came easy to him, he knew your body inside out, knew which spots made you squirm under him and cry out in ecstasy- he knew all too well.

“baby cmon just one more?” He whispers low in your ear, slowly pushing his cock back into you, making you whine in protest.

“hah- baby I don’t know if I- ngh!” You’re abruptly cut off by his slow, lazy thrusts traded for fucking you deep and hard- but not fast. He wanted to savor your cute little moans and the way you fell apart for him.

always a little sadism in the back of his mind.

”hmm, little lady’s holding out on me- ohhh fuck-“ his head buried in the crook of your neck, holding your hands up above your head with his right hand, and his left slowly trailing down your stomach to find your clit, circling and rubbing it moans slipping past your lips at the repeated actions-

lazily fucking you deeper and deeper, his hand toying with your core, mocking your fucked out state with a smirk on his lips- “cmon baby- fuck just like that.”

“hmph! Please- please I need more-“ you cry out, needy mewls eliciting from your pretty lips. All red and bruised from him not being able to hold himself back from you.

“oh?” He chuckles in your ear, before picking up the pace of his thrusts, using both his hands to hold yours above his head- fucking you faster now-

“satisfied yet princess?” He teases you, smirking down at you.

Little moans and whimpers escape your lips as he fucks you harder- reveling in the way your losing your mind over him.

“baby cmon you’re just so easy to break-“ he pauses his thought- still fucking you at a languid and steady pace.

“ngh- what?” You manage to look up at him worriedly but the tremor in your voice betrays you, he knows you’re enjoying it.”

“I could just do this.”

that’s before he’s bringing you legs up to your tits, folding you in half like a pretzel with his right hand holding your wrists still in place above your head and holding your legs in place with his left hand, his tip hitting that sweet spot over and over making your thoughts blank out.

“hah- f-fuck what’re you doing?”

“should be obvious by now doll.”

The sound of skin on skin echoes throughout the room as his hips meet yours over and over. Fucking you until your dumb and your legs are shaking is his end goal- he might break you but oh well.

“w-wai- ohhhhh fuck-!” You cry out, eyes rolling back with your mouth forming an O shape when your release washes over you, coating his dick in your slick and squirting all over him.

“aw fuck baby- gonna make me- hah- cum-“

his thrusts become faster and sloppier, overstimulating you and making your legs shake around him- struggling to hold yourself together.

“f-fuck ah- baby-“ he pants shallowly, giving out one final thrust inside your gummy pussy before cumming deep inside you, making a mess of the sheets below you two.

“hmmm- wait did you just make me squirt?”

Not saying "I love you" back to them

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairings: Itadori, Sukuna, Megumi, Gojo X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Format: Drabble

Warnings: Cussing?, suggestive on Megumi and Sukuna's part

Word Count: 1.8K

A/n: Huh! My first official Jjk work🚶🏻‍♀️

This tik tok compilation on youtube

↳Itadori

Knowing your boyfriend's schedule, you knew he was about to leave for gym any minute now; so you sat in the living room, doing your daily makeup so he'll see you before he goes out. Knowing him, he wouldn't go anywhere without hearing you say it back to him and since he had developed a habit of saying "I love you" every time he was about to leave, you knew that this prank was going to be a big success.

If the angle your camera was recording wasn't fucked up, obviously. You could only hope for that.

Hearing his voice getting louder, you focused on curling up your eyelashes while keeping an eye on him imperceptibly. He was wearing a hoodie, as usual, with not so long black shorts and a pair of black sneakers. The sight of his muscular thighs was enough to distract you or even stop him from going, but you had to keep it together, for the sake of the prank.

"Babe!" He smiled when he spotted you sitting on the couch with a mirror in your hand. You looked pretty as always, killing the urge for going to the gym inside him. Maybe he could forget about working out, just for today, and enjoy the company of his precious S/o.

"Baby! I'm off to the gym!" "Ok! Have fun!"

Well, seems like you're not really in the mood, cause your usual sulky face and cries of "BUT I'LL MISS YOU SO MUCH" and "WE CAN DO SOMETHING ELSE THAT MAKES YOUR BODY REMAIN IN SHAPE" were gone. Ok! maybe today was not a good time for it.

"So... I'll be off then. Bye! I love you!" He waved at you before going inside the hallway that leaded to the door. You warily watched where he was standing from the corner of your eye, counting to yourself.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five.

"Babe?!" His head suddenly peeked inside the living room as his body was behind the wall.

"Yes Yuji? Something wrong?" You watched him curiously, playing dumb while trying not to burst into laughter.

"Um... I said I'll be going then" "I know honey. You're going to the gym" "Yes. Yes I am" He scratched his head with confusion, thinking about how weird he looked at the moment. "Ok then... I'll see you later!"

"Ok! Bye!" "I love you!" "Bye bye!" "BABE?"

Now he was next to you, both hands on your shoulders to draw your attention back to him as he looked at you with panic in his eyes.

"Why are you- Are you mad at me or something?" You knotted your eyebrows while biting your cheeks from the inside to hold yourself back from laughing. "Why would I be mad at you? Did you do something bad?" "No!" "Then what is it? You're being really weird right now!" "You're the one who's weird! I said I love you and you didn't respond to me!" "I just though you were stating a fact I didn't know that I should say anything!"

"You know what ok ok" He took a deep breath, shaking his head to calm himself down a little bit. He then cupped your cheeks, planted a small kiss on your forehead and stared into your eyes as he smiled softly. "I love you so much baby..."

If this was any ordinary moment, you would have been all over him smooching every inch of his skin; but now was not an ordinary time, so you fought with the urge to suffocate him in your arms as you smiled back at him and poked his cheeks with your palm a few times.

"Awww, thank you so much!"

"BABE STOP-"

↳Megumi

You lied on your boyfriend's bed, enjoying the sight of him changing his casual clothes into more formal ones as you playfully moved your feet that were arrayed with a pair of black knee socks up and down, flaunting your long pretty legs more than before. Megumi would have thought about spreading your legs for him to have his way with you, but unfortunately, Gojo was waiting for him at Shinjuku station.

"Stop doing this to me Y/n" He said as he grabbed his coat, holding himself back from slapping your ass that was visible due to your shirt- well technically his- being too big for you so it could easily wend up, especially with how your legs were still sweeping in the air.

"I don't know what you're talking about" You teased, resting your chin on your hand as you watched him unwillingly taking his stare away from your thighs while sighing and approaching the door. "I'm off now. Don't do anything stupid until I come back" "Ok, daddy~" "Stop. Goodbye. I love you..." "Mhm! Goodbye to you too!" Your joyful tune made him stop in the track, looking back at you only to meet your mischievous stare and playful smile.

Did you just... ignored his display of affection?

Really? After how many times he practiced with Itadori and put up with his mockery?

"You..." "What?" Your smile extended on your face, making you look naughtier than you already were. "Why do you look like you were just hit by a bat on your ass?"

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" He gazed you sharply, raising his eyebrows as he observed your expression.

"Hm... Don't know what you're talking about" You started playing with your hands, avoiding his stare while peeking at his figure.

"Ok then" He huffed as he slammed the door behind him, assuring you that you weren't going to hear those words from him for a long period of time.

↳Sukuna

Sukuna was about to leave the house for some business he refused to inform you about because apparently "That's not why he's hanging out with you", which was partly the reason why you wanted to play this prank on him. The other reason was that you were simply curious to know what would his reaction be toward it and since he had just admitted his feeling for you, you were a little bit doubtful on whether you should do this to him or not; but him trying to keep his distance from you when it came to his schemes fortified the urge to teach him a small lesson.

"Oi Y/n, I'm heading off" "Whatever, I'm still not talking to you"

He raised an eyebrow at your words, thinking how bold you've become due to him spoiling you. But then again, it was turning him on a little bit, not that he was willing to admit it. "Now now, We talked about this. I'm not involving you in my work"

"What if I wanna be involved in it?" You sulked while resting your back on the wall, watching him putting his shirt up unwillingly because it seemed that walking around shirtlessly in the streets was not really common in the 21th century, which was already pissing him off; so You being a pain in his ass was not really needed at the moment.

"I don't care about what you want. You're not cut out for it and I won't ever let you put yourself in danger just because you want to"

You were probably aware of that, but now wasn't the right time to feel butterflies in your stomach because of the fact that he actually cared about you.

"Hmph!" You tilted your to the otherside so that he wouldn't be able to see the slight hints of blush spreading out on your cheeks. "Fine then... Just... Be careful ok?"

"You don't need to worry about the great Sukuna at all, doll" He smirked as he grabbed the keys on the drawer, reaching for the door knob. "I'll be back after a while. ok?" "Ok..." "Bye then... I love you!" "Bye!"

And the door was shut. You looked at the door, stunned, because you were expecting anything but him ignoring you for this. Knowing his dominant nature, he would have cared about you not saying it back to him. But just as you were about to head to your room, the door was suddenly wide open and his figure appeared in the doorway.

"Y/n?" He carefully examined your face for... something you didn't know about, but he seemed to have found it, because he quickly slammed the door and the next thing you knew you were pinned to the wall with his muscular arms surrounding you.

"Brat! You think you're so smart huh? Trying to get back at me like this"

If it was the past you would say the reason you were having goosebumps was because of fear, but you knew this look;

You knew he was about to teach his brat of a girlfriend a lesson. A lesson that would make it difficult for her to walk the next day.

You found yourself trembling with excitement as he grabbed your chin with his hand, daring you to break eye contact with him. You probably had to say something, but before you could even open your mouth, he throw you over his shoulder and leaded to the bedroom.

"B-babe!? What are you-" "Shhh, bad girl. Who said you're allowed to talk?" "But... what about the thing you wanted to do?" "That can wait for a while. I don't tolerate this kind of behavior, brat. How am I supposed to expect others to respect me when my own girl is a rebellious little one, huh?" He threw you on the bed, grinning as he ripped his shirt apart to make you drool over those sexy abs of his.

"Now, where are the handcuffs?"

Yeah, you probably won't be able to walk tomorrow, but seriously, who were you to protest?

↳Gojo

Your boyfriend was about to leave for some meeting with the headmaster of the other school, so you thought this would be a good opportunity to tease him a little bit. So when he cupped your cheeks to smooch you before going out as he usually did, you wrapped your arms around his waist, staring into those gorgeous ocean eyes of his.

"Promise you'll come back soon?" "Believe me princess, I have no intention of wasting my time chatting with some feather brained old hags" He placed one last kiss on your forehead before wearing his blindfold and heading to the doorway. "Wear something pretty for me when I come back!" "Focus on your job, you pervert!" " I love you baby!" "Ok bye!"

He suddenly stopped walking, and turned around as he put a wide smile on his face, hoisting his blindfold a little bit to stare at you with a playful smirk. That familiar smirk that only meant one thing...

"You've seen that trend haven't you?" "You're the one who introduced tiktok to me~" "And clearly that was a mistake"

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╰┈➤ summary; you, a barista at a local coffee shop in tokyo come face-to-face with a tattooed covered man. at first glance he seems scary, but then you hear a little voice beside him asking for a cookie…. which leads into finding out he’s a single father of an adorable baby faced 10 year old yuuji itadori

╰┈➤ about series; reader is completely gender neutral and anyone can read, only description being that they’re shorter than sukuna, this fic is PURE FLUFF, like tooth rotting fluff, sukuna is a single dilf, choso is sukunas’ younger brother, yuji is sukunas’ 10 year old son

╰┈➤ a/n; this is my first ever shot at a series, so it may take some time for all the chapters to be completed and posted

╰┈➤ current taglist; @alluresenses, @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel, @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4, @diettothemusic, @donustellaron, @cuteandohsodeadly, @justchaoticwhispers (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)

CHAPTER 1 : EYE-TO-EYE

CHAPTER 2 : CRUSHES

CHAPTER 3 : LITTLE HELPER

CHAPTER 4 : MARRIAGE?!

CHAPTER 5 : BABYSITTING DUTIES

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╰┈➤ summary; one friday afternoon, you come face-to-face with a man covered in tats. when at the counter, a small voice politely asks ‘papa’ for a cookie…

╰┈➤ includes; gn! barista! reader, single dad! sukuna, child! yuji, extreme fluff, sukuna is 28 (had yuji at 18), reader is early 20s’ so somewhat of an age gap

╰┈➤ a/n; consider this mini series as a 1k follower special! I’m so stoked I made it this far, tysm for all the support throughout the years <3

╰┈➤ taglist; @alluresenses, @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4 (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)

THE GENTLE TINKLE of the bell alerted you of a new costumer, causing you to turn around away from the coffee machine ready to greet said customer with a smile and polite welcome, only for your body to stiffen in reflex.

the man that now stood in front of the counter had an eerie aura to him. he wore a black wife beater, the tight clothing highlighting the muscles that lay beneath the clothing, his arms covered in black tats, the muscles making the tats seem extra prominent. his grey sweatpants may be baggy, but you guessed that underneath lays muscular legs and thighs that could easily crush a watermelon-

snapping out of checking out the hot, dangerous looking stranger, you gave him a strained smile at him, hoping he couldn’t sense your nervousness. a small voice saying “papa, can I please have a cookie?” startled you. two little chubby hands cling to the counter, a mop of fluffy pink hair peeking at the variety of cookies on display.

“oi you brat! you’ve already had dessert at chosos’, I don’t need you bouncing off the damn walls when we get back,” the man grunted, arms crossing against his chest, which made his man tits more profound.

“hey, how about this; you can have a hot chocolate instead of a cookie?” you suggested, smiling at the cute little boy in front of you.

facing his father, yuji proceeded to plead him with the signature puppy dog eyes whilst a continuous chorus of pleases left his mouth.

sukuna sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before he mumbled out “one hot chocolate for the brat and black coffee for me,” causing yuji to throw a little celebration, squealing in delight and hugging sukunas’ slutty waist, literally jumping with joy.

the sight plastered a small, genuine smile onto your face, unbeknownst to you, causing a blush to form onto sukunas’ usually stoic face, heart pounding in his chest at this new feeling.

when they found a table to sit at, you began making their drinks. whilst brewing sukunas’ coffee you thought to yourself why only the father was out with his son, is the mother out of the picture? do they take turns with custody over the child? is he simply having some father son bonding time?

you choose not to pry over it, it’s none of your business anyways. it’s kind of comical seeing such a scary, dangerous looking guy with a cute little kid. you have to admit though, the kid’s cute, even though he’s just a carbon copy of the man, but cuter.

when finished with their drinks, you quickly carried them over to their table, noticing how yujis’ face seemed to brighten up at the sight of you carrying his sweet drink. you placed their drinks onto the table, yuji thanking you with all his might whilst sukuna mumbled a small ‘thanks’ in response.

“hiya! i’m yuji and this is my daddy sukuna!” the boy greeted before you left back to the counter. you decided to stay and talk to the kid a bit, since it was near closing time and no other customers seemed to be coming in.

“hi yuji, i’m (name), it’s nice to meet you,” you smiled, ruffling his hair, causing him to let out little giggles at the gesture. sukuna sat back idly watching you interact with his son.

‘mmm, they interact well with yuji. I haven’t had any luck with any partners, especially when they find out I’m a father. his mother was a piece of shit and didn’t even want yuji in the first place, she left me with the brat when he was born’ sukuna thought to himself, maybe he could try shooting his shot? earlier he did notice you eyeing him up and down like a piece of candy, so maybe you’re interested?

“oi brat! quit annoying them!” sukuna berated yuji, testing out the waters to check if you really did want to talk to yuji because you wanted to or if you felt obliged to.

“nonesense! he’s not annoying me, a cutie such as him could never annoy me. I love kids, they give me so much joy. your dad sure is a lucky guy to have you isn’t he?” you grinned, pinching his chubby cheeks in the process causing him to whine out in retaliation.

internally sukuna is smitten, he’s never seen anyone treat yuji with such love, other than choso. maybe you are the right one after all? the problem is, how can he ask you out without making a scene? (the scene being yuji making a huge fuss over him having a partner for the first time since his mum)

“do you have a pen by any chance?” the sudden sound of sukunas’ deep voice sent a small shiver down your spine. “yup, just give me a second sir” you curtly responded, rummaging through your breast pocket before grabbing a pen and giving it to the tatted man.

sukuna grabbed a napkin from the table and hastily scribbled down something before placing the pen back onto the table and practically chugging his coffee.

“brat you finished with your drink?” sukuna asked the little munchkin “noooo, need more time!” yuji cried out. you simply took his cup and placed the coffee into a take out coffee cup, giving it to him so he could drink it on the way back.

“thank you!” yuji bowed, before taking his dads’ way larger hand into his own tiny chubby one. you simply watched as they walked out of the shop, the gentle tinkle of the bell indicating that they’ve left.

you spotted the napkin sukuna wrote on, numbers scribbled along with a small ‘my number : if interested text me and we can go on a date’

you became flustered, feeling your heart flutter at the thought of seeing the attractive dilf once again. maybe you’d text him tomorrow, as you’re usually free on Saturdays as the shop closes earlier at 12:00.

you’re surprised that sukuna was interested, he didn’t show much interest during your interaction. he’s going to be a hard guy to read.

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╰┈➤ summary; the day after his bump in with the cute barista, sukuna struggles with comprehending his small crush, and so goes to his younger brother, choso, for some advice

╰┈➤ includes; plenty of little yuji, choso also being clueless on romance, sukuna pining over reader, pure fluffy chaos, some suggestive stuff near the end, reader’s clueless (will be explained why in next chapter)

╰┈➤ a/n; this chapter sadly doesn’t include reader until the very end, just a little bit anyways, this chapter mainly focuses on sukuna coming to terms with his feelings for reader

╰┈➤ taglist; @alluresenses, @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel, @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4, @diettothemusic, @donustellaron (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)

GROANING, SUKUNA PINCHES THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE IN FRUSTRATION, yuji seemingly in his own little world as he doodles away with a variety of coloured crayons, the ones not being used scattered across the mahogany table.

choso simply gave his older brother a soft sigh in response, head tilted to the side like a confused puppy whilst his fingers tap against the table in a random rhythm of sorts.

“what’s got you so worked up recently?” choso queried, before hastily leaving the comfort of his chair and rummaging throughout his cupboards, looking for something for them to snack on whilst they chat.

“it’s…. complicated,” the tatted male huffed out in response, arms splayed across his bare chest - oh yeah, it was a really hot day in tokyo, and so sukuna thought it best to not bother with a shirt, the AC failing to do its job.

choso shook his head at his brothers’ antics, always so stubborn, refusing to talk openly about anything that bothered him.

retreating back to the table with a supply of a biscuit selection, choso sat back down, placing the biscuit selection onto the table for all to share.

yuji let out a little ‘yay!’ at the sight of all the sugar, hands splayed out in a grabby motion, unable to reach the biscuits. sukuna grunted in frustration, before picking up a couple of biscuits and giving it to the pink haired boy. “no more, ya hear? don’t need ya bouncing around the house later,” the tatted man sighed out.

choso let out a small hum of content watching the interaction between the father son duo, knowing damn well that sukuna’s a big softie at heart, especially when it comes to yuji.

“cho! papa has been in contact with (nickname) recently! they go on… dates? like play dates? and then they sometimes come back with him and give me a plushie!”

choso simply smirked at sukuna, smug as ever. “I thought that something like that was going on, the only other time you’ve ever been this way was when you started dating her” he whispered, wishing to avoid yuji feeling sad about his mother.

sukunas’ eyes wondered throughout the kitchen, helplessly trying to avoid eye contact with the spike haired male.

“here’s the gist, just be yourself around them. that’s what I’d say is best, as someone who has dated a few people, majority prefer when you’re yourself…. maybe try to be a bit nicer though, you can be a bit mean sometimes y’know” choso advised the older male.

before sukuna could talk back to his brother, yuji lifted the drawing he was working on, showing that he drew himself, sukuna and you in the middle. all of you holding hands and smiling.

choso gave a knowing look, wanting to say something but choosing not to as yuji was in the same room as them, and he knows damn well that sukuna would simply curse him out for ‘being sassy’ with him.

you were shocked to receive a message from sukuna asking if instead of going out for your next hangout, he invited you to his own house.

yes, you have been to his house a couple of times already, but that was simply at the entrance, you’ve never actually been in his house.

to say you are nervous would be an understatement, you were practically pissing your pants as we speak.

on the way to his house, you bought a couple souvenirs for him and yuji. sukunas’ being a cologne of sorts, yujis’ being a kids colouring book as the kid seemed to enjoy his colouring.

when you arrived, the door suddenly opened even before you could ring the buzzer. the sight in front of you nearly made you pass out in shock. there the man was, a towel hiding his groin, abs on full display, body partially wet, with tats covering him from head to toe. your eyes quickly looked down, noticing how his tattoos go beyond the towel….

a gruff cough of your name flustered you, eyes avoiding his. sukuna simply chuckled at the sight of you checking him out and flustering over him noticing your stare off with his nether regions.

“(NAME)!! you’re finally here for the play date! are you ready to help build the fort with us? we even have a selection of movies on standby, sweets, crisps, snacks…” you filtered out yujis’ excited rambles as his tiny hands grabbed onto your hand, dragging you into the living room.

sukuna dragged himself to the room you and yuji resided in, wiping down the left over wetness with the smaller towel over his shoulder.

“sorry for the late notice, but I actually need a bit of help as I’m in a pickle this moment. I have work to do in half hour or so, and was wondering if you could look after him for me?” sukuna silently pleaded, teeth grit in a grimace.

“yeah sure, I would honestly love to look after little yuji! he’s such a well behaved kid. usually I would charge for doing something like this, but I wouldn’t mind doing it for free if….. we could possibly go on a date at some point?” you grinned, hand playing with yujis’ soft locks as he whined out in protest, small chubby hands hitting yours in retaliation, which you failed to feel.

“huh?” sukuna deadpanned

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I’ve just been dealing with a lot of pain these past few days so I haven’t had time to concentrate on writing

I appreciate you guys for being patient so much <33

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╰┈➤ summary; the day after his bump in with the cute barista, sukuna struggles with comprehending his small crush, and so goes to his younger brother, choso, for some advice

╰┈➤ includes; plenty of little yuji, choso also being clueless on romance, sukuna pining over reader, pure fluffy chaos, some suggestive stuff near the end, reader’s clueless (will be explained why in next chapter)

╰┈➤ a/n; this chapter sadly doesn’t include reader until the very end, just a little bit anyways, this chapter mainly focuses on sukuna coming to terms with his feelings for reader

╰┈➤ taglist; @alluresenses, @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel, @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4, @diettothemusic, @donustellaron (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)

GROANING, SUKUNA PINCHES THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE IN FRUSTRATION, yuji seemingly in his own little world as he doodles away with a variety of coloured crayons, the ones not being used scattered across the mahogany table.

choso simply gave his older brother a soft sigh in response, head tilted to the side like a confused puppy whilst his fingers tap against the table in a random rhythm of sorts.

“what’s got you so worked up recently?” choso queried, before hastily leaving the comfort of his chair and rummaging throughout his cupboards, looking for something for them to snack on whilst they chat.

“it’s…. complicated,” the tatted male huffed out in response, arms splayed across his bare chest - oh yeah, it was a really hot day in tokyo, and so sukuna thought it best to not bother with a shirt, the AC failing to do its job.

choso shook his head at his brothers’ antics, always so stubborn, refusing to talk openly about anything that bothered him.

retreating back to the table with a supply of a biscuit selection, choso sat back down, placing the biscuit selection onto the table for all to share.

yuji let out a little ‘yay!’ at the sight of all the sugar, hands splayed out in a grabby motion, unable to reach the biscuits. sukuna grunted in frustration, before picking up a couple of biscuits and giving it to the pink haired boy. “no more, ya hear? don’t need ya bouncing around the house later,” the tatted man sighed out.

choso let out a small hum of content watching the interaction between the father son duo, knowing damn well that sukuna’s a big softie at heart, especially when it comes to yuji.

“cho! papa has been in contact with (nickname) recently! they go on… dates? like play dates? and then they sometimes come back with him and give me a plushie!”

choso simply smirked at sukuna, smug as ever. “I thought that something like that was going on, the only other time you’ve ever been this way was when you started dating her” he whispered, wishing to avoid yuji feeling sad about his mother.

sukunas’ eyes wondered throughout the kitchen, helplessly trying to avoid eye contact with the spike haired male.

“here’s the gist, just be yourself around them. that’s what I’d say is best, as someone who has dated a few people, majority prefer when you’re yourself…. maybe try to be a bit nicer though, you can be a bit mean sometimes y’know” choso advised the older male.

before sukuna could talk back to his brother, yuji lifted the drawing he was working on, showing that he drew himself, sukuna and you in the middle. all of you holding hands and smiling.

choso gave a knowing look, wanting to say something but choosing not to as yuji was in the same room as them, and he knows damn well that sukuna would simply curse him out for ‘being sassy’ with him.

you were shocked to receive a message from sukuna asking if instead of going out for your next hangout, he invited you to his own house.

yes, you have been to his house a couple of times already, but that was simply at the entrance, you’ve never actually been in his house.

to say you are nervous would be an understatement, you were practically pissing your pants as we speak.

on the way to his house, you bought a couple souvenirs for him and yuji. sukunas’ being a cologne of sorts, yujis’ being a kids colouring book as the kid seemed to enjoy his colouring.

when you arrived, the door suddenly opened even before you could ring the buzzer. the sight in front of you nearly made you pass out in shock. there the man was, a towel hiding his groin, abs on full display, body partially wet, with tats covering him from head to toe. your eyes quickly looked down, noticing how his tattoos go beyond the towel….

a gruff cough of your name flustered you, eyes avoiding his. sukuna simply chuckled at the sight of you checking him out and flustering over him noticing your stare off with his nether regions.

“(NAME)!! you’re finally here for the play date! are you ready to help build the fort with us? we even have a selection of movies on standby, sweets, crisps, snacks…” you filtered out yujis’ excited rambles as his tiny hands grabbed onto your hand, dragging you into the living room.

sukuna dragged himself to the room you and yuji resided in, wiping down the left over wetness with the smaller towel over his shoulder.

“sorry for the late notice, but I actually need a bit of help as I’m in a pickle this moment. I have work to do in half hour or so, and was wondering if you could look after him for me?” sukuna silently pleaded, teeth grit in a grimace.

“yeah sure, I would honestly love to look after little yuji! he’s such a well behaved kid. usually I would charge for doing something like this, but I wouldn’t mind doing it for free if….. we could possibly go on a date at some point?” you grinned, hand playing with yujis’ soft locks as he whined out in protest, small chubby hands hitting yours in retaliation, which you failed to feel.

“huh?” sukuna deadpanned

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╰┈➤ summary; sukuna has work to do in short notice, and so you come along to help look after his 10 year old son yuji, where you and the little boy will have the adventure of a lifetime

╰┈➤ includes; dad! sukuna, toddler! yuji, gn! reader, mentions of future dates between you and sukuna, plenty of cute moments with yuji, somewhat clueless reader

╰┈➤ a/n; I’m so sorry this has taken forever to make this, I’ve been stuck in a writers’ block and been struggling with mental health issues. I can promise you guys that I will continue this series but it may take some time between chapters! tysm for being so patient with me!

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“HUH?” SUKUNA DEADPANNED, acting as if you just grew two heads then and there. “what do ya’ mean you’d like to go on a date? haven’t we already had a couple?” sukuna grunted out, arms crossing against his beefy chest.

you simply shrugged in response “those weren’t dates silly, we were just hanging out,” you explained, petting yuji on his little head whilst he stood beside you, causing him to let out a cute, heartwarming giggle at the display of affection from his second favourite person.

sukuna simply huffed out a frustrated sigh, before walking to his room to change into something for work. “what is it you do for work anyway?”

“I’m a professional boxer, it pays well” he yelled back, whilst changing his shirt, you became flushed at the thought of sukuna in the boxing ring, shirtless, shorts hugging his nice thick-

“and his usual bedtime is 8:30, you got all that?” sukuna queried. ‘oh shit, I was too busy in horny land that I didn’t catch any of what he told me!’ you internally screamed to yourself, hoping that sukuna didn’t say much whilst you were daydreaming about his juicy, phat ass-

and he was out the house

you felt a little tap from the pink haired boy, who was giving you puppy dog eyes. you braced yourself for what he was gonna ask for, convincing yourself you won’t fall for his cheap tricks-

and here you were, back from the shop, a bag full of sweets and sugary shit

yuji eagerly opened up the bag, before spilling all the bags across the living room floor in front of the den you guys made from pillows and blankets

“your dad’s gonna kill me if he finds out about this…” you murmured to the chubby faced boy, before squishing his cheeks like a granny would with her grandchildren.

“don’t worry, I’m sure he won’t find out” yuji comforted, before opening a pack of sweets and stuffing a handful into his mouth

“hey! don’t choke now, eat one at a time little man” you chided, teasingly glaring at him as he simply cheekily grinned in response.

“you really are your dads’ son,” you muttered under your breath. you could easily picture yuji as an adult, simply sukuna but more cheerful and less…. intimidating, also minus the tattoos

“so, what movie you wanna watch?” you asked, sitting down on the make-shift den and grabbing the remote from the living room table. yuji placed his finger on his chin, scrunching his whole face in concentration

took him a good couple of minutes before he squealed out “kung fu panda!” whilst wiggling around in excitement at the idea of watching his favourite film for the nth time

by the time sukuna came back, yuji was fast asleep in the makeshift den, a puddle of drool evident on the pillow his head was on

“glad the brat is fast asleep. he didn’t give you any trouble now did he? if so I will-“ sukuna started, only to be interrupted by you interrupting with “no, no! he was perfect, we pretty much watched movies the whole time, he’s probably the most behaved kid I’ve ever babysat. I would gladly do this again, it was a pleasure honestly” you whispered, careful to not wake the sleeping toddler that was now being carried by sukuna

“you can leave now if you want to, I’m not gonna stop you” sukuna grunted out, gently placing yuji into his bed and tucking him in. yuji mumbling seemingly in protest of being put to bed

……

after that night, you and sukuna have been very close, pretty much hanging out everyday (with yuji of course), when you were at work at the barista, sukuna and yuji would be everyday customers, with sukuna giving you a huge tip every time

you could feel a string of tension between you and sukuna when you interacted with each other, specially when you guys were alone, you just didn’t know how to tell him how you felt

he had the same problem, he hasn’t been in a relationship ever since yujis’ mum left, so when his heart fluttered when he saw you, wether it be your smile, your laugh or even when you were tired, he felt his heart pound against his chest, you were just too cute

unknown to the both of you, one day a little yuji itadori would break the tension with a question that would fluster you two to no end…..

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🔍︎ — ryomen sukuna ✰ fem!reader

♯ — sukuna comforting you at a haunted house

∎ — 0.3k ✰ fluff

ⅲ — my apologies if this was too short i didn't have anything else to think of. otherwise, please enjoy!

“i don’t think this is a good idea.” you said, as a worried tone inhabited your throat. sukuna looked back at you, taking in your scared tone and expression. “it’s just a house, darling. what you’re scared of houses now?” he questionably cooed in your ear, whilst looking up at the worn down house. “it’s not just a house, sukuna!” you exclaimed, grappling onto his arm that was shoved in his pocket.

the house was indeed a haunted house. you could identify it just by looking at it. it’s broken windows, cobwebs growing all around the house being populated by spiders, the broken concrete walkway and the unkept grassland, the rusty pipes that become corroded over time. yes, it was indeed a haunted house, and it made a terrible sensation in your stomach.

“what, you scared?” he asked, bending his knees to become eye level to you. you averted eye contact with your boyfriend as you muttered, “you didn’t catch onto that yet?” sukuna chuckled loudly, admiring your wonderful features glistening in the moonlight. “it was just a joke baby. besides, what scary monster is going to get you inside of this house besides me?” he asked, as he snaked a hand around your waist. you blushed at his actions as you grappled onto his shirt. 

“‘kuna, i don’t want to do this anymore.” you said, beginning to sob in his shirt. “aw, what’s the matter? too scary for ya?” he mockingly questioned. real tears began to form in your eyes as you looked up. his vermillion eyes met with your wet, glossy ones. his cocky expression began to falter as he realized those were real tears forming in your eyes.

“hey hey hey hey baby. it’s okay.” sukuna said reassuringly as he hugged you. you returned the favor, wrapping your hands around his waist and pulling him in. “so needy sometimes.” he tsked as he placed a kiss on your forehead. “you wanna go get takeout and we can watch scary movies at home?” he questioned, looking at your beginning to dry eyes. “mhm.” you hummed, intertwining your hand with his. he smirked as he placed another kiss on your forehead.

“hey, i love you.” he mumbled so only the two of you could hear. “love you too.” you replied, holding his hand tightly.

“i’ll always protect you.” he mumbled. “i promise.”

© — originally posted by @k-3nt0: please do not copy, translate, repost or plagiarize.

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Unckuna/reader (he's very dear to my heart), mostly uncle nephew banter tbh, i needa get dividers lowkey, very short lil drabble

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Sukuna thinks he's lost his mind.

He means it figuratively, obviously. But at this point he's sure he should've physically lost it already.

His nephew- of which he is currently babysitting- is currently on his couch, not a care in the world, half empty family sized bag of chips that was unopened not too long ago (fatface), kicking his feet like an adolescent boy in love, greasy fingers on the remote, and scrolling through youtube shorts on the tv???

Oh and worst of all he forgot to mention, the brat is wearing shoes.

The fact that he's even related to this thing makes him want to kill everyone else in the room and then himself.

"Itadori Yuji..." Sukuna seethes, it takes everything in him to not rip the brat's skeleton right out of his skin. He thinks it would be easy, if only a certain three people would let him (a shame, truly).

Yuji spares him a glance (the disrespect).

"Oh whats up unc"

"And what do you think you're doing?" The older of the two walks over and blocks the view of the tv, glaring down with his hands on his hips.

Yuji stares for a moment before opening his stupid food hole (as Sukuna describes it), "Have you ever seen that one meme, no one looks good from below? Well you're the version where they-"

Sukuna promptly picks him up by his foot, shaking him as a few chip bits fall off Yuji's shirt, "I literally just cleaned the house you freeloading fiend. Have you seen what a mess you've made?"

"You clean the house everyday you freak. Now put me down! I swear I was gonna clean up afterwards anyways." Yuji attempts to wiggle his way out of Sukuna's grip, he gets nowhere (predictably).

"Brat. You don't even know where the vacuum is, were you planning on picking them up one by one?"

"Ugh you're such a housewife, if I didn't know any better I'd assume you- MMM"

The sound of the code being put into the front door quickly stops Sukuna who shoves his free hand into Yuji's face, effectively shutting him up as well.

Sukuna grins when he sees you walk in, holding Yuji as if he were a first place catch for the annual bass fishing competition.

The sight makes you pause and contemplate your life decisions.

"Sukuna... put Yuji down, all the blood's rushing to his head."

Yuji is dropped immediately.

"OWWWWWWWW"

Your eyes trail around the living space and then back to the two children, "Does someone want to explain what's happening? And why there are shoe tracks in my house?" You make eye contact with your husband (who practically regresses 15 years in age when your nephew is around), he looks at you then uses his middle finger to point at Yuji.

Said boy, still recovering on the floor, whines, "Mann why can't I have a cool wine aunt and normal uncle?"

"Yuji if I were a wine aunt I wouldn't even be your aunt. Now are you gonna clean up this mess or should I make you?"

"On it! Whatever you say ma'am!" Yuji scrambles away after saluting and then pops back up from the hallway, realizing something crucial.

"Where are the cleaning supplies again?"

You sigh.

.

Yuji's finished with cleaning when he joins (intrudes, in Sukuna's words) you and his uncle on the couch, another episode of criminal minds running in the background.

You've changed from your work clothes into something more comfortable, snuggled into Sukuna's side as you start, "You know, if Spencer existed in real life I'd consider leaving you for him."

The tattooed man can only cringe in disgust at your behavior, "We're literally married, woman. You would leave me for that??"

He gives you and the tv an incredulous look. You can only giggle at his reaction, "You're like a child sometimes." His disapproval worsens, and you consider continuing to tease him but go with your better judgement (before he decides not to cook dinner, even though he always does anyways).

"I'm sorry hubby, forgive me?" Sukuna scoffs but accepts the affection anyways, he always does.

Yuji's voice interrupts the moment, "Ew you guys are so nasty (his parents are way worse), but speaking of children... when am I gonna get a cousin?"

The young boy can only watch as you two glance at each other then back at him, casually dropping an "Oh, Soon" then moving on completely. It takes him a second to process.

"WHAT."

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unckuna my love

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thank you for reading, have a blessed week

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