𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑 Does Not Mess Around When It Comes To Your Birthday. — Fluff

Sleeping beside Toji means that your head will always be touching some part of his body. It's intentional. Toji will not allow for anything else. He will have you cradled on top of him where you are lulled by the rise and fall of his chest. Each breath strong, powerful, and undoubtedly peaceful. He will have you glued to his side with your head nestled against his shoulder, his hand digging protectively into your skin as it wedges you closer. He will have you use his bicep as a pillow with a single leg tangled against yours to keep a hold of you. Drool all over him if you must, he will not care. As long as he can feel the weight of your head against some part of him, all is fine. You are not going anywhere.

defiance masterlist | king!sukuna x servant!reader

summary: a psychic shares her vision with the king, saying that his soulmate would replace all 5 of his concubines one day. he had her banned from the premises for that absurd prediction. it wasn't until months later when he started believing the old bitch, after one cute yet disobedient servant started working at the shrine. TL;DR: sukuna's a sorcerer in this one, still ooc but not too much. mc pretty much ran away from home for being a hoe, and went to work at sukuna's shrine lol.

genre: female reader, heian era au, 18+, grumpy x sunshine, fluff, smut, crack, angst, no he wont have two sets of arms, and no he wont have two dicks, i'm really sorry

fic warnings: profanity, explicit smut, graphic depictions of violence, death, pregnancy, war

wc: 80.0k (ongoing)

One: Did I give you permission?

Two: Flower festival

Three: The King of Curses

Four: Temper

Five: Depraved

Six: My Little Dove

Seven: Counting the Rings Inside of the Willow Tree

Eight: White Silence

Nine: Say Yes to Heaven

Ten: Hidden Letters

Eleven: A True Blessing

Twelve: Energy Shift Part One

Thirteen: Energy Shift Part Two

Fourteen: Prelude

Fifteen: A Sharp Turn

Sixteen: Dream’s Over

Seventeen: Beneath The Lotus; The Devils Cleanse

extras:

thinking about king!sukuna who..

king!sukuna headcanons

dovey’s style

what ryuko looks like

ryuko drabble

the concubines

playlist

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Hii 😋

Omg suddenly I'm feeling kinda shy like what am I doing here 🧍‍♀️

But I was thinkingg for a while and I swear I have one song in my mind like 25/8 and that's "Our First Time" By Bruno Mars and I swear it's so 😛😝😻🤩😍🙇‍♀️🐶🛐🛐

So I was wondering about maybe like how jjk characters might react to the first time with reader or sum 😌😇

And if you're not feeling this then maybee confession would be cute 🙈🙊 Idk if it would happen if either reader is tipsy or maybe sober or maybe something else, it's up to you 😛

And if you're not feeling this one either it's okay no worries 😍😇

Sorry if you are struggling with understanding something, English is not my first language 😵‍💫😵‍💫 Thank you so much for reading this you seem like a really cool person, bye 🫶🩷

firstly ur english is perfect ml don’t worry about it and no need to feel shy either!! 😙😙 secondly u got me blushingggg and thirdly oh my goddddd I forgot about that song… just flew back in time

JUST GO WITH IT JUST GO WITH IT JUST GO WITH IT AND I WILL GO REAL SLOW WITH IT SLOW WITH IT ITS OUR FIRST TIME 😫

thank you for the headcanon request 🥳🥳 i got a lil carried away cos i was having fun LMAO

characters: satoru gojo, suguru geto, toji fushiguro, choso kamo, shoko ieiri, yuki tsukumo

content: loss of virginity, gn!reader for the boys, fem!reader and wlw for the girls cos they’re sapphics, oral sex, penetration, fingering, humor

18+, MDNI

satoru gojo:

• “you’re a virgin??” “yeah” “and you want your first time to be with your beautiful amazing devastatingly handsome pookadookasnooks meow meow snugglemuffin???” “yeah 😕” “SAY LESS!”

• way too excited about the whole thing because wow. he’s the first person outside of yourself to, well, touch allll up on yourself

• he can tell you’re embarrassed about the noises so his loudmouth self puts on a show as if they’re starring in a porno. exaggerated wet noises bounce around your ear canals like a ping pong ball as he kisses you everywhere with pronounced ‘mwahs’ and he moans LOUD AS FAWK as if he’s the one getting groped and fondled for the first time

• satoru’s sosososo sweet, asking what you want and how. he also keeps going “oooh hold on this’ll feel really good too, watch this” and generally just makes sure you’re feeling comfortable And having a good time; because intimacy is so much better when you can laugh and have fun with it too

• you end up sinking down onto his cock while he reclines on his back, gripping your hips but letting you steer the wheel for the most part. doesn’t stfu and endlessly praises you as you ride him, and he’s cheeeesing because he’s happy that you’re enjoying your first time

• once you cum he flips you over and takes you to pound town, cheesing even harder because your whimpers are sooo cuteeee when you’re overstimulated. but at some point satoru notices it gets to be too much and he doesn’t want his pretty baby to be in pain, nuh uhhhh

• pulls out to cum all over your tummy then drags a finger through the mess and brings his dripping finger up to your lips. “one gojo special, coming right up. and don’t worry about taste— i’ve been eating lots and lots of pineapple juuust for this ;)”

suguru geto:

• you may as well kiss all of your bodily functions goodbye the second he lays you down on the bed

• like its joever man

• suguru’s gonna make you pass out from the head rush you get as he makes you describe exactly how you feel as he’s touching you, petting over you. he doesn’t let you leave out a single detail. chuckles and teases you when your voice cracks or you look at the ceiling instead of him after spewing the raunchy shit that he wants to hear. edges tf outta you when you Don’t

• “aht aht, use your words, sweetheart. i can’t take care of you properly when you aren’t telling me what you need”

• because don’t you worry! chivalry is not in fact dead; not when there’s a gentleman between your legs. suguru’s far from a selfish lover— this is about you and the trust you’ve placed in him to take care of you, which he already does in every other aspect of your relationship. and he’s more than happy to do the same during their time in bed

• has you cumming on his mouth, then his fingers, then his cock that he sinks into you in missionary so that he can watch how your irises visibly tremble as you look up at him and the way the soft pink of your lips shapes his name

• everything you want you get, and more. he leaves you wanting for nothing. suguru pamperssss you and takes you to the moon

• but oh my fucking god are you alive?? are you even on earth anymore???? you’re twitching and shaking and gasping for what feels like hours

• “i think i saw jesus for half a second,” and he’s chuckling again, entangling your fingers after he’s cleaned you up, hand fed you some chocolate, and tipped your head back so he could dribble water into your mouth for you. he guides your fingers to his hair. “think that might’ve been me, angel. i’m the only long-haired man in the room.”

• you smack his chest

toji fushiguro:

• “oh word?” is all this man says when you announce that you’re ready on a random thursday afternoon: he doesn’t look up from his phone (he was really getting into the house restoration tiktok he was watching) until you confirm it

• you’re promptly thrown over his shoulder and he hauls you to bed

• though he’s a straight shooter and goes for what he wants whenever he wants, toji slows himself down for you because he knows ur internally shitting bricks. you don’t even gotta see his cock to know that he’s PACKING and you’re already praying to your ancestors that you survive. his sharp eyes catch the subtle bob of your throat as you swallow and the spiraling staircase spelled out in your eyes

• “jesus, doll, ‘m not gonna fuckin’ tear your ass up and wreck your shit just yet.” he’ll save getting his dick in your stomach for a rainy day. “but a man’s gotta eat.”

• the second he’s between your soft thighs, your fingers laced through his hair while his mouth drops down to where you’re leaking, toji shows you exactly why he’s the best at what he does. and no he does NAWT mean killing sorcerers

• though this is gn!reader, he’d definitely eat fem!reader from the back

• he’s as gentle as a man like him can be as he goes down on you ‘til you cum, then he whips his cock out to take care of himself when you offer to help him out. and who is he to look a gift horse in the mouth?

• toji guides you, shows you exaaactly how to stroke him right, squeezing on the upstroke, screwing your free palm against the tip. you daringly take half of him into your mouth and he pulls you off to cum on your face cos well. he’s toji

• “we’re doin’ this again the second i get myself back up”

• oh fawk

choso kamo:

• “guess that makes two of us” is what he casually says when you tell him that you’re a virgin

• contrary to popular belief, no, he’s not clueless when it comes to sex. he’s got what he’s seen on TV, what he’s personally looked up, and the memories of his host’s body all on his side

• so in theory both of you know how sex works, what goes where and whatnot . in practice? all of that knowledge seems to fly out the fucking window to join the birds

• choso lit some vanilla-scented candles to set the mood, because this moment is super special for both of them, right? everything needs to be perfect. romantic

• you’re gripping the shit out of a bottle of cherry flavored lube, which you bought because gojo and yuki swore to them both that it’d make things more fun, as if someone’s gonna take that shit from you as you clamber onto his lap. and then they both stare at each other. “lovely, how should we…” “let’s just make out and go from there??”

• you both get into a rhythm, hands skirting beneath clothes as you swap spit

• kissing while you straddle him turns into him lying back, their palms glued together with sweat as their hands entangle on either side of his head. which turns into grinding and whiny moans

• both of you nut in your pants like teenagers

• round two starts with breathy laughter and awed gazes as soiled clothes get tossed to the side so that you can explore each other’s bodies and properly pin down the other’s preferences this time. and the lube finally gets put to use

• choso’s more preoccupied with your needs than his; a puppy born and bred to please, and reaaaally fawking eagerly. pawing at your erogenous zones that he discovers after some trial and error, and you do the same to him. it’s all sooooo sweet, so gentle, even though both of you are fumbling and giggling

• “is this okay? faster, slower? whatever you want.”

• he doesn’t last long once he sinks inside of you, but choso manages to make you cum again before he busts a second time too, so hey, win win

shoko ieiri:

• honestly she’s not really surprised that you’re a virgin. she knows damn well you’re not the type to wander off to some bar and pick some rando up for your first time. and there’s not a large roster of sorcerer women to pick from, either

• luckily she’s your girlfriend. and she has enough experience to know what the hell to do

• which is why she busts out the double-ended dildo and tosses it to the side of the bed. you stare at it with big ass eyes and she just chuckles as she guides you to sit between her legs, your back squishing her boobs

• not only is she gonna show you how good it feels to be touched by someone other than yourself, she’s gonna show you exactly how she touches you

• holds your legs open with her own legs, spreading you niiice and wide so that you can see yourself in the mirror while shoko fingers you and narrates every. single. thing. that she’s doing. mostly to watch how flustered you get

• makes you cum on her fingers multiple times until you’re drooling because you deserve nothing but the best. she’s very happily getting off on your pleasure

• then shoko smiles to herself as you, lashes shading your spacey gaze and muscles still erratically twitching beneath your skin, turn around and eat her out to return the favor. that’s when your body really registers that she absolutely destroyed your kitty and wore down your mind and body. you practically fall asleep with your mouth on her while her hand scratches at your scalp as if you’re a kitten

• “tired already, cutie? guess we’ll save the double-ended dildo for next time.”

• YOU’RE UP

yuki tsukumo:

• they’re making out on a flannel-patterned blanket that they laid out on the grass when yuki goes to worm her long fingers down your pants when you tell her that its your first time

• “you’re telling me that people weren’t lining up around the block to get a piece of this ass and a taste of it too before we started dating?? ohhh bunny… that’s criminal.”

• “good thing yuki thee stallion’s happy to take her cute girl for a ride!”

• because if anything she’s JUICEDDDD that she’s your first. mentally she’s kicking her feet, carving your initials into a tree, rolling down the slight incline of the hill where they’ve been pointing out constellations and shooting the shit on. little do you know that they’re gonna have a spring wedding and todo’s gonna be her best man

• hauls you up her body so that you can sit on her face out in the open. sure they could just scoot back to their hotel room on her harley but mmmm… semi-public sex with no one else around… its her shit

• she’s already plotting ways to tease you when they’re Really in public

• you’re thinking, ‘wow, how can this possibly get better’ while jerkily riding her tongue when she brings her fingers into the mix and you squirt, just like that. yuki must be floating in the heavens up above them because WOW HOLY SHIT this is the best day of her life. what a treat

• she pulls you back down, all smiles and sunshine as she coos praise. but are y’all done? helllll naw. yuki flips you over, shuffles out of her jeans, and introduces you to the art of scissoring while she mauls your tits like a dog with a new chew toy

teacher gojo finger fucking teacher!reader in a storage closet

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

“shhhhh,” gojo whispers in your ear, pressing his hand harder against your mouth. you gripped his wrist that was working between your legs for leverage as he fucks his fingers inside you.

the only sound you could hear was the wet mess between your legs, the sound only getting louder the longer he went on. gojo’s chest is pressed right against your back, and you can hear just how hard he’s breathing. his chest is rising as falling as fast as yours, and you swear you can hear him let out moans of his own.

“hurry sweetie, i have a class to teach in five minutes.” he teases, kissing the side of your ear. you narrowed your eyes and tried to speak against his hand, but he refused to move it. HE was the one who dragged you into the storage closet and ambushed you like an animal in heat.

your legs squeezed around his wrist when he flicked his thumb out to rub your clit, helping you cum faster. “this is what you need, right?” he whispers, his voice so close to your ear you tilt your head away at the ticklishness. “yeah, this is what you needed. i’ll keep touching it for you.”

you leaned your head back against his chest, breathing hard through your nose as gojo gives you exactly what you needed. you can feel how hard he is behind you, but he doesn’t even so much as push his erection against you. it could be self control, or it could be him ready to burst in his pants at any moment.

when you feel it rising, you tap his arm and grip his forearm with both of your hands, hard. gojo doesn’t slow down in the slightest, and you can feel his muscles flexing under your fingers. gojo presses his chin on the top of your head and looks down at his fingers in your pants, making a loud mess between them.

he’s breathing heavily with you, his sounds louder than your own. and when he crooks his fingers inside you and hits that sweet spot, it’s over. you crumble when your orgasm washes over you. gojo holds your body tight against him, one arm wrapped around your torso to keep you up, and one knee between your legs to keep you spread for him.

“yeah, just like that.” he whispers out of breath, working you through it. “god, you’re dripping.” his voice is so heady and rough, and he doesn’t slow down his fingers until he’s milked the last drop of your orgasm out of you. gojo pulls out his fingers and spins you around, hugging you to the side of his body with one arm.

you’re unsteady on your feet, face flushed and head out of it as you place your hand on his abdomen and hug him for support. he ruffles your hair sits his chin before quickly making work of his pants. “this won’t take long.” he smiles, winking at you before returning to the buttons on his pants.

he makes quick work of them, pulling out his incredibly hard cock, it’s so wet in the dim lighting it looks like he’s already cum. his smile morphs into a euphoric expression, and your mouth opens in suprise when after three jerks of his hand, his cum is already shooting from his dick.

his abs are flexing under your hands and shaking with the intensity of it. he has to bite his lip to keep his moans at bay, at the moment he finishes he’s smiling at looking down at you with that handsome expression. “told you it wouldn’t take long.”

Rapper Sukuna 1 (due to popular demands rapper Sukuna has returned hope you like it <3)

As Sukuna’s fame skyrockets, his love for you becomes even more apparent. He takes you to events, not for the cameras, but because he just doesn’t want to be without you. When he's on the red carpet, his arm is always around your waist, leaning down to whisper something that makes you laugh, not caring about the paparazzi flashing around. The height difference, his dominant presence, and your quiet confidence together make you a couple people can't stop talking about. You're that effortlessly cool, low-key power couple.

At award shows, every time he wins, the first person he thanks is you. It doesn’t matter if the category has nothing to do with you—he still finds a way to dedicate it to you. “I wouldn’t be here without my girl,” he says into the mic with a cocky grin. The audience eats it up, but you just roll your eyes, knowing how over-the-top he can be.

Then, there’s that one performance. The one where he’s on stage, killing it, and in the middle of a song, he just walks off stage to where you’re sitting in the front row. Without skipping a beat, he leans down, cups your face, and kisses you right there in front of thousands of screaming fans. It’s all over social media in seconds, but he doesn’t care. He loves showing the world that you’re his.

After that, everyone’s convinced you’re secretly married. The fans, the media—everyone starts watching your every move, trying to catch hints. But you and Sukuna? You’re still playing the game. You drop subtle posts, he keeps saying wild things in interviews, but the truth? That's something only the two of you know, and you both love it that way.

Even when the tabloids try to bring up his past relationships, Sukuna brushes it off like they’re ancient history. “I don’t even remember their names,” he says with a smirk, eyes locked on you. It’s always been you. His loyalty is so obvious, and it’s like no one else even exists to him anymore.

Through all of it—the fame, the pressure, the constant attention—he never once falters in showing how much he adores you. Even when you’re just relaxing at home, in oversized sweats, with no makeup on, he’s snapping photos, posting captions like “my forever.” He’s not just a rapper anymore; he’s your biggest fan.

And the world? They can’t get enough of it. You’re his muse, his inspiration, and every song, every album, every Instagram post just proves that. Whether you’re married or not, one thing’s clear—Sukuna is completely, hopelessly yours.

But then, all of a sudden, everything stopped.

Your Instagram, which was private to begin with, went quiet. No more funny posts, no glimpses into your life together. Sukuna, who had once filled his social media with pictures of you, stopped posting about you entirely. The change was so abrupt that fans couldn’t help but notice. Where you once seemed inseparable, now there was nothing—no mentions, no sightings, no public appearances.

People started to speculate. The rumors ran wild. Did you break up? Was there trouble behind the scenes? But Sukuna, known for being loud and bold, said nothing. He kept his usual swagger in public.

For months, the questions piled up. Fans, the media, and even those close to Sukuna started to get concerned. The silence surrounding you became deafening, and the more time passed, the stranger it seemed. People were used to seeing Sukuna wear his emotions on his sleeve—he was known to fight, to react, to never hold back. If there had been a breakup, or worse, a divorce, he would’ve shown it. He wasn’t the type to stay quiet or hide his feelings. But instead of any sign of heartbreak, he carried on like nothing had changed.

He was still going to concerts, his performances as explosive as ever, and his attitude hadn’t shifted. Some fans even said he seemed happier, more focused. There were no cryptic tweets, no outbursts—just the same confident, cocky Sukuna. Yet, you were just… gone.

No one could understand it. If you had parted ways, surely there would’ve been some sign, some fight, some hint of the old Sukuna coming out in his usual dramatic fashion. But there was nothing.

That was until he accidentally posted a picture that blew everything wide open.

It was a sweet, candid shot—your very happy, smiling face next to a gender-revealing cake, your big, swollen belly on full display as you wore one of his tank tops and a pair of his sweatpants. Your curly hair was loose and wild, framing your face, and you radiated pure joy. The kind of peace and happiness that made it clear life was treating you well. No stress, no chaos—just a soft, beautiful life. Sukuna wasn’t just keeping you hidden; he was protecting you, giving you the space to enjoy your pregnancy in peace.

The post wasn’t meant for the world. He had meant to send it to his private "only friends" list, but, in classic Sukuna fashion, he fucked it up. The entire world saw it, and within seconds, the internet exploded.

Fans went wild. The mystery of your disappearance was solved in the most unexpected way. You weren’t gone, you weren’t forgotten—you were just living your best, most peaceful life, growing the next chapter of your and Sukuna’s story.

The gender-reveal cake in the picture had pink and blue icing, sparking even more curiosity about whether you were having a boy, a girl, or maybe even twins. But one thing was clear: you were happy, glowing, and clearly loved. The rumors about breakups and separations were crushed in an instant. Sukuna had just been keeping this huge part of his life private, away from the chaos of fame.

And of course, Sukuna handled the accidental post like only he could. When people asked him about it, all he said was, “Guess the cat’s out of the bag. Mind your business,” with a smirk. He didn’t apologize, didn’t try to hide anything anymore. He let the world see that while he was still the same Sukuna on stage, behind the scenes he was a man completely in love, taking care of the woman who meant everything to him.

From that moment, it was clear—while you’d been off the radar, you weren’t out of his life. You were right there, the center of his world, and now the whole world knew it too.

@sukunasbae92: “OMG SHE’S PREGNANT?!?!? And she’s so gorgeous!!! 🥹 No wonder he’s been keeping her lowkey all this time! Congrats King and Queen! 💖💙”

@rapgodfan69: “I knew it! There was no way they broke up! This man is too in love to let her go. Look at her glowing!! 😍”

@sukunasimpsquad: “The fact that this man was keeping us in the dark this whole time. I’m weak. And look at her?! She’s so damn happy! Sukuna you’re officially a SIMP.”

@rapgamelegends: “This man gave us an entire album about her had us all thinking they split and now THIS?! Sukuna, you really playin’ with our emotions out here. But congratulations to both of you!! 🙏🏼💖💙”

@haterzgonhate: “Imagine being Sukuna’s baby mama and living your best life while he spoils the hell out of you. That’s the dream right there. #SoftLife”

@preggoboss: “She looks amazing, so happy, and peaceful 😍 Sukuna didn’t just give us bangers, he gave her the soft life we all deserve. #SoftLifeGoals”

@wildflowergirl: “Sukuna being a dad just hits different. Imagine having your man call you his wife then casually dropping a pregnancy post. 😩✨ We love to see it.”

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@sukunaofficial (Post): “For those of you who are concerned—it’s twins. And leave my wife alone, you fuckers.”

He followed it up with a simple yet intimate shot of his heavily tattooed hand resting on your big, swollen stomach, his fingers gently splayed across your skin. You were wearing one of his oversized shirts, barely covering the bump, and the soft lighting made the moment feel even more tender.

@gojosatrouofficial (Comment): "Pleassssss Y/N, name one of them after meeeeeeee! I will give u anything 🥺🙏💙"

@sukunaofficial (Reply): "@gojosatrouofficial over my dead body. Get your own kids, fool."

@blueeyebaby: “Gojo Satoru bribing people for a baby name? ICONIC. 😂💙”

@sukunashands: "Gojo out here BEGGING for baby name rights 😭 Sukuna is gonna murder him lMAOOO!"

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he really went from ‘fighting everyone’ to ‘my hand on my wife’s belly’ REAL QUICK. We stan this development sukuna nation. he also verbally abused his fans and they still love him 😶

Anya: What's this?

Daisuke: It's my to-do list

Anya: Oh? That's great! I'm so glad that you're starting to be more organiz--

Anya: ...This just says "Y/N"

when I find a brilliant, jaw dropping, amazing x reader fic but suddenly I’ve been given a first name, last name, hair colour and eye colour

₊˚ʚ 🌱 little sunshines au. masterlist

a jjk au where domestic fluff and parenthood are the main tropes.

fluff‐parents au. ₊˚⊹ ᰔ non sorcerer/curse au, domesticity, use of nicknames for the babies (nugget, mochi, squirt), mom!reader, mentions of pregnancy

all kids remain unnamed, apart from the already existing ones

ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ ‐ɢᴏᴊᴏ sᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ

head of the gojo clan. after retiring from teaching, he took his wife and locked the two of them inside his estate. you ended up popping three healthy babies in the span of five years.

notes:

his precious mochi consist of two boys, aged 5 and 2 years old, and an eight month old baby girl—the three of them look like satoru

the two boys are huge fans of 'fishies'

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kiss it better

something's fishy

ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ ‐ɢᴇᴛᴏ sᴜɢᴜʀᴜ

the geto residence had been nothing but a girly sanctuary for the past few years. suguru, as the only man, faced a harsh reality check when the latest addition to his family, a baby boy, stole the hearts of every girl in his home.

notes:

suguru is so used to handling girls that he's still a bit lost with his little boy

the baby wants you all the time, and suguru is a little sad that he's not being favored

joyride

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ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ ‐ғᴜsʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ

his biggest nightmare came true once his baby girl began to talk. she keeps him on his toes, a little princess that easily empties her daddy's wallet by asking for toys—expensive ones.

notes:

your baby girl wants to do everything you do: hair, makeup, nails. toji grows a gray hair each time she demands to get her tiny toes painted like mama

tsumiki (6) likes to say that the baby (2) is her doll, and little megumi (4) makes sure his puppies watch over his baby sister while she naps

strawberry shortcake

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ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ ‐ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ sᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ

his home has not known peace ever since his wife gave birth to their twins, a boy and a girl. he barely made it out of the 'terrible twos' unscathed, but now that they're three and way more talkative, he's starting to reconsider his life decisions.

notes:

the boy is a menace, always play fighting with his dad, while the girl is shy and cries around him

both toddlers get pretty calm and soft around you. sukuna says you hexed them

quiet weekends with choso. neither of you have to deal with any missions, plus yuuji is safe with his teachers so choso is free from the responsibility of being an older brother for just a little while.

door locked, phones on silent; it's just you and him at his apartment. comfortable clothes, warm meals that you cook together, lots of laughter as you stand next to him over the sink and help out with dishes. plenty of cuddling, naps, and soft touches while watching movies on the living room couch. resting in the bath he prepared for you while he sits near the tub and talks to you about anything and everything. taking a break from telling your own stories to kiss him, because he's adorably staring at you like you hung the moon and the stars and he's so fucking in love with you.

wearing his hoodie to bed because even though you're sleeping next to him, it's not enough; you want to be fully consumed by his scent and everything else that makes him so wonderful. long conversations in the dimly-lit bedroom as it rains outside. him pulling you closer and whispering just how much you mean to him. sex so gentle, loving and so intimate that you nearly cry because it feels so good and he makes you feel so safe. falling asleep to the feeling of being so treasured, and waking up to him cuddling you. his hair is messy and he's barely awake, and he's softly kissing you and telling you to go back to sleep because he can tell you're still tired.

him watching you sleep, silently promising to you that in the future, you'll have more than weekends with him; you'll have forever with him.

Hi just discovered your blog and I love it❤️ can I request a mark Grayson with a s/o who's the batman of their universe like she's a rich girl and a playboy(girl?) like in the public but at night she's the dark knight and it's a regular human with the skills of batman. I just find it funny if he's like "omg the batman/dark knight is it true your vampire or what kind of powers and reader is like 🦇 "no I'm human" and he's like 🤨 since he saw her knee kick the air out of a guy for jaywalking and break the ribs of 5 guys for littering without a sweat also how they would work as a duo maybe she gains a robin?

Thank you! I love this idea so much!! ♡⸜(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⸝♡ I had so much fun writing it I hope this lives up to your expectations — hope you enjoy!! 🦇💕

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Rich girl by day, Dark knight by night. Mark was aware that you were wealthy and kind of a big deal in the social scene. Designer outfits? Attending exclusive parties ? Fancy galas? Driving expensive sports cars? Yeah everything about you screams rich.

Mark had some suspicion on you, but when he found out he was SHOOK! You?? The masked vigilante everyone in the city feared? “Wait.. you're the one who put those 3 guys in the hospital last week?” You’d shrugged it off “They had it coming”

“What kind of powers do you have?” He would deadass think you had some kind of supernatural ability. Maybe vampirism? Super strength??? Nope! Just peak human conditioning and a lot of training. “So you're human?” “Yep” “…And you're doing all of this?” “Mhm” “Jesus Christ”

When he first watched you in action his jaw was on the floor, taking 6 guys in under a minute – one well placed knee kick, backflip, and some nice creative use of grappling hook. Mark just floated above you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) “You… you just–” “Yeah” “And you're–” “Human”

He finds it funny with how different you are when you're in your dark knight mode versus your public person. Seeing you at a charity gala and that same night you’re taking down a drug ring in the city’s back alleys.

He pictures you in a fancy dress but when you suit up as the dark knight he's like “Hold up, that's the same person?!”

You’re always on the arm of a new date, you use it as a way to cover your work, making it easier to explain why you're out all hours of the night. Mark lowkey gets jealous, even though he knows it all means nothing. “So.. dinner with that tech billionaire last night?” “He was boring” “Sure, sure. Guess i'll just have to keep an eye on you” (๑>؂•̀๑)

He 100% talks about you to the Guardians of the Globe all the time. “Yeah my girlfriend? Took down 8 guys by herself last night. No big deal” Rex: "isn’t she human?" “Yeah that's the crazy part!”

You’re always teasing him, running a finger down his chest, leaning in close wherever you talk to him. Mark pretends he's unaffected but his jaw clenching when you call him handsome says otherwise. He tries to flirt back but c'mon you're too good at the game.

Training together, Mark would BEG you to train him in hand to hand combat. He would get frustrated with you wiping the floor with him despite his super strength. “How are you so fast??”

The media loves them. Headlines like “Dark knight And Her Flying Sidekick Strike Again!” “Who is the Dark Knight’s New Partner?” Mark hates being called the sidekick but you just laugh it off and say “Well you are following my lead” “I’m not your sidekick” “Sure you aren't Grayson”

You and Mark have different fighting styles but somehow it works. He's more of brute strength and super speed, punching enemies. While you're all about precision, calculated strikes and exploiting weak points. You're the planner and he's the muscle, mapping out the enemy’s territory. He follows your lead even if he pretends he doesn't but he listens when you give orders.

Once the night’s work is done you both linger in the dark or on top of rooftops. Mark leans against the wall staring at the stars with you by his side. “Same time tomorrow?" “Only if you try to to get yourself killed” But you'll both be there