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bf!sukuna who's a big softy will get mad at you for not eating dinner but cook for you anyway.
"You ain't ate yet?!"
"Tch. Whatever. I guess i'll make you something."
Whenever you fall asleep from working too long/being online too long he'll always tuck you into bed and give you a kiss on the forehead.
He has all your favorite snacks memorized and has them stocked up for you.
When he thinks you're asleep he will tell you stories about him from his past and you will admit sometimes you could NEVER see him doing those things.
"Yuji and I lived at the beach for like, 2 years I think. I used to surf. I was REALLY good at it, maybe I'll show you one day."
HERE ARE SOME IDEAS LOVE YOU EMMY đ
IM GONNA COMBUST HES MY BOYFRIEND FR-
He gets so mad when you donât eat, even if itâs only been for a few hours bc youâre not taking care of yourself dummy, and now heâs tasked with the laborious task of feeding you and taking care of you (his words, not mine)
He also canât stand when you overwork yourself, or fall asleep at your desk because when your back screams at you later, heâs the one thatâs going to have to massage it. But heâll deny the way his heart skips when he scoops you in his arms and carries you to bed, and your cheek nuzzles into the warmth of his torso until youâre laid down on his side of the bed so you can keep his familiar smell in your mind :( all before he goes back to turn off your lights and save your work for you bc what of it got deleted huh? Heâs gonna have to hear about that too? Tf?
He, and I cannot stress this enough, knows ALL of your favorite snacks, because for a good chunk of them, theyâre his favorite too, and he has to chose between being a good boyfriend and saving the last few bites for you⊠or, eating them himself and kissing the pout from your lips while you whine and cross your arms petulantly. Heâs always sure to be especially affectionate after he eats them, bc he knows heâll find his shit left in the backyard for him to sleep on the porch swing.
AND HE LOVES TO TALK TO YOU WHILE YOU SLEEP đ„ș bc 9 times out of 10, you are in fact dead asleep, left with your lips smooshed against his chest and arm draped over him, and he can tell you anything. Deep secrets, deep desires, how he used to love yuuji as a kid, the whole nine.
But that 1 out of 10, you blink awake and give him a smile, and he nearly screams in fear of you coming to life, and you giggle softly. âYou can surf, but you donât know how to ride a scooter?â
âSHUT UP-â
tw // arachnaphobia!!!
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Youâre surprised your shriek of terror doesnât shatter the windows in your apartment.
The pitch of fear in your voice at the sight of the eight legged monster that sits stagnant on the wall across from you hurts your own ears, and youâre sure your neighbors will hear it, but you donât care.
Your scream was to rouse Sukuna from his games to deal with the terror. And judging by the pounding of feet down the hall, youâre confident it worked.
â-at whAT WHAT?!â He yells, his head whipping around the room to scan for danger, and when his eyes fall into you, his chest heaves and eyes are blazed with fight or flight. Heâs in an oversized shirt and basketball shorts, his headset off one ear and controller dangling in one fist. Not exactly ready to fight, but you find it heroic all the same. âWhat! Whyâd you scream!â
Your eyes curve in fear as you point to the other wall, the spider continuing to sit unbothered as your horrified screams disturb everyone else. His head darts to the other side of the room, and his raised brow come down as âfightâ turns into âannoyance.â âFucking seriously?â
âThereâs a spider,â you whimper.
âYeah, fucking see that,â he snarls. âMy question is, did ya have to shatter my eardrums and cost me my game to look at it?â
You pout at him as you curl closer to yourself, and just as he turns to leave, youâre quick to call out for him. âPlease kill it!â
âYou do it.â
âYou know I canât! Please Iâll let you play in peace, Iâll cuddle you and shut up I swear-â
âAlright, alright,â he groans, walking up to the wall confidently. He makes direct eye contact with you, and if you thought you were going to pass out before, nothing couldâve prepared you for the massive disbelief that grips your heart when Sukuna Ryomen, the man you love, the man you give your soul to-
Uses his bare fucking hand to kill the spider under his palm.
The loud THWAK! silences the apartment air, making it still as your jaw slacks and your breath gets caught in your throat.
âYouâre welcome,â he says, looking at the squashed spider in his hand. âCome cuddle once youâre stable again.â
âYOURE LITERALLY NEVER TOUCHING ME AGAIN!â You wail, backing yourself into a corner as he rolls his eyes and makes his way to the adjacent bathroom.
âFuckinâ thinking thatâs a good thing.â
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â°â†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
â°â†includes; dad! sukuna, toddler! yuji, gn! reader, mentions of future dates between you and sukuna, plenty of cute moments with yuji, somewhat clueless reader
â°â†a/n; Iâm so sorry this has taken forever to make this, Iâve been stuck in a writersâ 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!
â°â†taglist; @alluresenses , @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel, @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4, @diettothemusic, @donustellaron, @mwtsxri, @justchaoticwhispers, @thegodpleasingcrownprince (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)
âHUH?â SUKUNA DEADPANNED, acting as if you just grew two heads then and there. âwhat do yaâ mean youâd like to go on a date? havenât we already had a couple?â sukuna grunted out, arms crossing against his beefy chest.
you simply shrugged in response âthose werenât dates silly, we were just hanging out,â 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. âwhat is it you do for work anyway?â
âIâm a professional boxer, it pays wellâ 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-
âand his usual bedtime is 8:30, you got all that?â sukuna queried. âoh shit, I was too busy in horny land that I didnât catch any of what he told me!â you internally screamed to yourself, hoping that sukuna didnât 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 wonât 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
âyour dadâs gonna kill me if he finds out about thisâŠâ you murmured to the chubby faced boy, before squishing his cheeks like a granny would with her grandchildren.
âdonât worry, Iâm sure he wonât find outâ yuji comforted, before opening a pack of sweets and stuffing a handful into his mouth
âhey! donât choke now, eat one at a time little manâ you chided, teasingly glaring at him as he simply cheekily grinned in response.
âyou really are your dadsâ son,â you muttered under your breath. you could easily picture yuji as an adult, simply sukuna but more cheerful and lessâŠ. intimidating, also minus the tattoos
âso, what movie you wanna watch?â 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 âkung fu panda!â 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
âglad the brat is fast asleep. he didnât give you any trouble now did he? if so I will-â sukuna started, only to be interrupted by you interrupting with âno, no! he was perfect, we pretty much watched movies the whole time, heâs probably the most behaved kid Iâve ever babysat. I would gladly do this again, it was a pleasure honestlyâ you whispered, careful to not wake the sleeping toddler that was now being carried by sukuna
âyou can leave now if you want to, Iâm not gonna stop youâ sukuna grunted out, gently placing yuji into his bed and tucking him in. yuji mumbling seemingly in protest of being put to bed
âŠâŠ
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 didnât know how to tell him how you felt
he had the same problem, he hasnât been in a relationship ever since yujisâ 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 endâŠ..
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Sometimes, itâs just fun to mess with Sukuna.
He likes to think heâs got you figured out, like how he knows how to navigate each one of your antics like the back of his hand.
But right now, over ice cream, you decide to pull a fast one on him, keep him back on his toes and let him fester in the playfulness that sometimes slips from the relationship.
âHere kuna baby, try this,â you hum, passing him a spoonful of ice cream. He shrugs and leans over, taking the bite and chewing it thoughtfully.
âPretty good.â
âRight?â You giggle, before wiping your spoon clean. âI didnât think Iâd like the bits of cookie but-â
âWhat the fuck was that?â
You quirk your brow as his raise in annoyance, looking at you angrily. âWhat was what, babe?â
âI know you didnât just wipe your spoon clean,â he snaps. âBe so fucking for real.â
You giggle, âwell⊠yeah⊠why wouldnât I? I donât want to eat your spit.â
âEat my- WE MAKE OUT?!â
âThatâs different,â you scoff. âThatâs consensual. This was my spoon.â
His eyes are blown with annoyance as they look around your face for any indication that youâre full of shit and messing with him, but when you give him a simple shrug, he throws his spoon down and immediately grips your cheeks in his hands, pulling you into a messy, noisy kiss, which you squeal into. You taste the rocky road in his lips, and as much as you want to melt into the intense affection, to rile him up more, you bring yours hands to his chest to push him away.
âKuna!â You gasp against his lips. âWhatâre you-â
âLook,â he snarls, pulling away angrily. âWeâve been together too long for us to think anything is gross. I refuse to let you think any part of me is gross. Dickhead. Iâm perfect.â
âI was kidding!â You laugh, bringing your hands up to cup his cheeks. âThereâs nothing in the world I find more attractive than you and your spit.â
Now, he lets out a gag and pulls a face at your words, âalright. Moods gone. You ruined it.â He shakes his head from your grip and pouts.
âBabyyyy,â you titter, grabbing and smushing his cheeks together while you nudge his nose. âThereâs always a mood with you.â
âYeah. And you constantly ruin it.â
and then when tattoo artist sukuna and reader start datingđ€đPLEASEEEE
By the time you start dating, youâve got more than enough piercings done by him, a few pieces of ink that decorate your skin, and when you come in for an appointment, he can barely keep his hands off of you, kissing your neck and jawline and running his hands up and down your back before and after because who is going to question the big, bad, Sukuna about PDA? No one. Thatâs who.
Heâs all for the PDA, all for flaunting you around, and who are you to complain? But even without you there, heâs got evidence of your presence covering his body- heâs got your name on his collarbone, a wavelength tattoo of you saying âI love youâ along the other ink of his neck, and a kiss mark on the inner part of his wrist. He wants to do the bite mark on his chest, next to the other dark ink littering his skin, but you tell him to wait until you catch up.
More often than not, your appointments lap over others because youâre just in his room talking, he loves to hear you talk about anything and everything, heâs enamored and obsessed with you that when heâs got you plopped onto his lap while he sketches with his chin hooked over your shoulder, those are his little slices of heaven- until someone interrupts it with a knock about his next appointment.
âIâm fucking busy!â He snarls.
âNo, baby, theyâre right,â you mewl, scooting out of his lap and trying not to find amusement in the way he groans in agony at the loss of you. âYouâre working. I shouldnât be here-â
âYouâre supposed to be here,â he grumbles. âWe made an appointment for us to chill, this is your appointment!â Heâs pouting. Actual, literal pouting, and you coo and cup his cheeks to plant a kiss on his lips.
âYou coming by after work?â
âFuck kind of question is that, of course I am,â he scoffs.
âGood.â You watch him carefully as you reach into your bag, and his eyes bulge in annoyance.
âDo not.â
âDo not what?â
âIf you try to leave me a tip, hand to god-â
You say nothing, but you throw a wad of cash folded neatly onto the chair in his office, giggling as you dash out of the room and shimmy through the waiting area. âYouâre going to pay for that, shithead!â
âLove you, baby!â
đđ cool boyfriend sukuna x loser girlfriend reader !
just small stories from cool bf sukuna and his loser gfâs relationship!! set in college/university, with charactersâ non-specified ages being over 18 :) sfw and nsfw!!
you can find more content about this series under the tag âcool bf sukuna x loser gf readerâ, where i answer questions and stuff!
a little bit about the special treatment loser gf getsâŠ
a little bit about sukuna teasing and loving his loser gfâŠ
a little bit about loser gf imitating sukunaâŠ
a little bit about dry humping with sukunaâŠ
a little bit about drunk sukuna being a softieâŠ
a little bit about sukuna getting jealousâŠ
a little bit about sukuna seeing you in a skirt for the first timeâŠ
a little bit about sukuna and readerâs first meetingâŠ
a little bit about sukuna and his loser gf yappingâŠ
a little bit about you helping sukuna dye his hair blackâŠ
a little bit about sukuna showing you offâŠ
a little bit about how sukuna deals with a difficult question his loser gf asks himâŠ
a little bit about cool bf sukuna and his loser gfâs first dateâŠ
a little bit about loser gf ignoring sukunaâŠ
a little bit about sukuna and his loser gf watching âthe notebookââŠ
a little bit about what sukuna thinks of his relationship with his loser gfâŠ
a little bit about loser gf meeting sukunaâs familyâŠ
a little bit about loser gf doubting her relationship with sukunaâŠ
a little bit about cool bf sukuna and his loser gf reader playing basketballâŠ
a little bit about readerâs first meeting with sukunaâs teammatesâŠ
a little bit about sukuna fingering his pretty loser gf for the first timeâŠ
a little bit about sukuna and his gfâs first timeâŠ
a little bit about loser gf babysitting yuujiâŠ
a little bit about yorozu messing with loser readerâŠ
a little bit about sukuna buying his loser gf a red lipstickâŠ
a little bit about sukuna reassuring reader after she fails a testâŠ
a little bit about sukuna taking care of his sick gfâŠ
a little bit about sukuna being absent for a few daysâŠ
a little bit about sukuna and reader on the beachâŠ
a little bit about sukuna and drunk loser gfâŠ
a little bit about studying with cool bf sukunaâŠ
a little bit about trying âis that seat taken?â with sukunaâŠ
a little bit more about sukuna and readerâs relationshipâŠ
a little bit of happy birthday with sukunaâŠ
a little bit about âi love youâs with sukunaâŠ
a little bit about sukuna with reader who is struggling with saying ânoââŠ
a little bit about sukuna doing the voicing gfâs makeover trendâŠ
a little bit about reader getting injuredâŠ
a little bit about visiting the zoo with yuujiâŠ
a little bit about reader being scared of needlesâŠ
a little bit about sukuna jerking off to reader riding her pillowâŠ
a little bit about reader feeling lonely and sad without sukunaâŠ
a little bit about sukuna getting angry at someone talking bad about youâŠ
a little bit about having an argument with sukunaâŠ
a little bit about sukuna meeting your friendsâŠ
a little bit about sukunaâs teammatesâŠ
a little bit about baking with sukunaâŠ
a little bit about the aftermath of the argumentâŠ
a little bit about reader getting stood up by her friendsâŠ
a little bit about reader crushing on sukunaâŠ
a little bit about reader on her first shift as a nurseâŠ
a little bit about sukunaâs piercingsâŠ
a little bit of reader trying to be more direct...
MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN!!!
I DONT WANT TO HEAR A PEEP-
ââ-
ââKuna?â
âGo away.â
âWould you still love me if I was a worm?â
âI barely tolerate you as a human, you want me to tolerate you as a literal pesk?â
You jaw drops as Sukuna continues to play his game, thumbs tapping expertly on the controller as the violence breaks out on screen. Heâs propped on his pillows while youâre curled into his side, the heat from his body sticky and warm as you use his chest as a pillow to thumb through your phone.
Only slightly hurt now that heâs mentioned he wouldnât like you still.
âI bet yuuji would still like me,â you grumble.
âTo be frank, I donât really care what yuuji does.â
If he didnât want you to see the way his jaw ticked at the mention of his brother, he did a poor job of it.
You notice it. And of course, you smirk as you sit up to prod him more.
âI bet heâd pick me up in a little leaf, carry me home and put me in a little tank,â you begin. âI bet heâd hand feed me fruit to my little mouth and make me such a happy worm.â
âWell then why donât you go fuckinâ date yuuji then?â He snarls, motioning at the door. âSince heâd just love you so much.â
âI donât want to date yuuji,â you pout back. âI want to date you. I love you. Even if you donât love me-â
âFor fucks sake-â he pauses his game and, before you can ask, he flips you onto your back, straddling you and gripping your shoulders. He shakes you, and you squeal as he does.
âYes, Iâd still like you. Yes, Iâd build you a stupid little cage. Yes Iâd charge people to come look at you. Yes Iâd feed you fruit, and yes Iâd pet you every day. Yes. Yes. A million times yes, fucking let me play in peace.â With each few words, he pulls your shoulders up before slamming them back down into the bed, the springs bouncing you back into his hands.
ââKuna!â You giggle, your arms bending at the elbow to make minimal distance between you and your man, and despite the annoyance he wishes to convey, thereâs a cheesy smile on his face, brows furrowed in focus and chest heaving from his speech and the act of bouncing you so intensely. He stops with a sigh, sitting up straight and smoothing his hair back.
âYouâre such a fuckinâ nuisance,â he insults.
You smile and sit up to meet his face, cupping it in your hands to guide him into a kiss. He scoffs before ultimately leaning down to comply.
âIm your nuisance,â you mewl, giggling against his lips.
âSadly.â