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bf choso texts!

navigating the world (technology and the internet) as a half-curse can get quite challenging, but luckily you’re there to help ur bf in his times of trouble!

 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ conts: fluff and crack

a/n: back from my unannounced hiatus 🙂‍↕️

comments are appreciated :)

dividers by: @konatasoup

Hii! Can i be 🥀anon?

A req for jjk smau! Which the reader sends only "we need to talk" and gets distracted and they think we are breaking up 😭

Anyways, goodnight! <3 (its 2am here lol(

“we need to talk” ft. jjk men

synopsis: as per the request

a little bit of angst, comfort

cw: little bit of swearing in toji’s

a/n: yes of course you be 🥀anon! thank you so much for requesting <3 i had a lot of fun with this one!

when someone interrupts sexy time

ʚ incl: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna, higuruma, shiu, ino, shoko, uraume

ʚ cont: suggestiveness, crack

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

ok but think about….men who get carried away when they kiss you. their breathing gets heavier, grip gets harder, and suddenly they cannot let go of your lips.

Pulling you back into them if you even think about pulling away. Air? Who is she? They kiss you like you’re the last breath of air on earth, kissing you like they’ve been drowning forever, and you’re the first gasp of air breaking through their lungs—a desperate, consuming need.

Their hands roaming over your body, keeping you in place, keeping you agonizingly close. You know that it will bruise, but you don’t mind. How can you when they’re kissing you with such fervor? You try and make some distance, but all you get is a warning nip in your lower lip. But oh, when their hands reach your face, they hold you so tenderly, like you’re a dream they’re afraid to let slip away.

And when it gets too much—their teeth pulling your lips, chasing after you in a guttural groan, you try to pull away. To just breathe, even if it’s for a second. But as soon as you do that they dive back in, pulling you flush against them, almost whimpering, mindless babbles.

“no no, no. pretty you don’t get to do that, don’t go away. come back here. i’m so, so fucking lucky to have you. so sweet, you’re so sweet for me.”

And then they finally pull away, a saccharine string of saliva connecting your lips to theirs. It’s honestly filthy, but all you can think about is breathing, and you’re breathing them in, their scent clouding your senses. Their forehead resting against yours and then they smile. They smile as if they haven’t completely mushed your thoughts.

“I love you, pretty girl.”

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Yuji Itadori, Yuta Okkotsu, Satoru Gojo, Rafayel & Sylus (L&DS), Ken Sato + your favs!

also: merman boyfriend (because duh.)

who did it?

warnings: short drabble, are u guys surprised these are coming out of my brain, hehe, fluff

“Who did it?” Yaga asks, sat before you on his chair as the 4 of you sat on your legs kneeled before him on the ground, both arms raised in the air in punishment.

Silence.

Shoko is avoiding eye contact, choosing to stay out of trouble, eyes pinned to the floor as she throws accusatory glances to the boys next to her.

Satoru is pouting, sunglasses tilted downwards as he sits in the direct middle along with Suguru. Shameless, looking in all directions excluding his teacher’s gaze.

He’s not gonna admit it.

Suguru is as void of shame as his counterpart, blowing his strand of hair out of the way as he listens to Yaga-sensei’s tapping.

He’s not gonna admit it either.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. The insistent knocks of the rolled of sheets of paper hit against the homeroom teacher’s palm. Patient. Waiting.

“Who blew the hole in the gym wall?”

Silence still.

Yaga persists.

“Admit it now and the consequences will be less dire.”

You sit there, legs feeling dead from the position. The soreness of having to spar one on one with Geto the previous day starting to kick in, your arms trembling as you try desperately to hold them up. You don’t think you can.

Suguru notices first, subtly shifting closer to you and positioning his elbow out enough to help support one of your trembling arms, taking tension off of it as he holds your sore arm up with his own.

Yaga doesn’t notice even when you flash your slightly teary gaze of gratitude towards Suguru, smiling lightly.

You speak up.

“Y-yaga-sensei, I-“

“No, (last name). It’s not you.”

You gulp nervously, keeping your mouth shut.

Yaga decides on an ultimatum.

“You all have 3 seconds to confess.”

“Three.” Suguru’s still keeping your arm up.

“Two.” Satoru wants this to be over sooner.

“On-“

“Sensei~” Shoko drawls out. “Suguru and Satoru had a fight.”

“Traitor!”

“Shoko…!”

“Gojo and Geto stay back. (last name) and Ieiri. You are dismissed.”

As the door is shut behind you, you can’t help but worriedly grasp onto Shoko’s arm.

“Well, not our problem anymore.” She pauses, thinking for a second.

“Shall we go to the vending machine together?”

masterlist

Notes:

You ended up drinking chocolate milk together with Shoko by the vending machines.

Satoru and Suguru came out soon after with large, swollen lumps atop their heads.

Shoko had her stationary disappear and reappear out of midair for a day straight.

A day, because you kept offering to share with her and giving her reason to push her desk closer to yours. Sharing textbooks, pencils, erasers… Oh, you’re blushing at how scandalous it is.

The perpetrators did not like that.

REWARDS ˊᯅˋ 五条悟 ୨୧ f!r 0.3k nerdjo fluff established relationship ── kissing skinship

there is nothing in the world that can convince you that your satoru’s initial intention was to help you at all.

the glasses sitting on his nose and the flannel shirt he is wearing can manipulate anyone into thinking that he is actually tutoring you at the moment. but the idiotic grin written on his lips, as well as your lipstick stains on them say otherwise.

infact, it is more you studying with him sitting next to you, his huge hand resting on your thigh and body extremely close to yours— therefore, bothering you— than him helping you with anything.

“i finished,” your boyfriend is already looking at you as you turn your head towards his direction. a giggle escapes from the barrier of your lips, he doesn’t know why, but he giggles back. “do you want to check?”

he doesn’t answer for a moment, too busy looking at you. when you raise your eyebrow, waiting for his answer, the smartest guy you know blushes and clears his throat. you smile as he takes a look at your paper.

satoru barely glances at it, honestly. “that’s perfect,” he praises. “you are perfect,” he adds and it’s your turn to blush under his blue gaze. “you deserve a reward.”

right, a reward. the reason why his glasses are almost falling from his nose, why his white hair is so messy and why his face is soon to be covered in lipstick.

you don’t refuse, however. in no time, his soft lips kiss yours ever so softly. you kiss him back, as you always do.

he might be no help but you don’t mind. he’s too lovely.

for @soov

Toji is living proof of the phrase "Don't judge a book by its cover." Because, how do you mean to tell me, this cold-blooded, ruthless man, is whom you call your husband? The father to your son? The blueprint for Little Megumi? You want to tell me, that, Toji Fushiguro, the man who used to kill for a living, is the same man who gets bossed around by a toddler?

Preposterous.

Originally, ten minutes ago, Toji was supposed to be sitting on the couch, nursing a bottle of soda, and watching the sports game he had been waiting for all week, but what was he doing instead?

Reading a bedtime story.

Megumi had dragged his father up the stairs, forced him to sit on the little frog-shaped stool next to his bed (which was way too small to fit a grown man), and read Room on the Broom—a story about a witch and her impromptu companions.

"C'mon, 'Gumi," began a hesitant Toji, as the stool continuously creaked under his weight; "it's past Halloween. Don't you want to read something else?"

"No! Wan' read Room on the Broom!"

"Hey. That is not any way to speak to your father, buddy."

Megumi crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back and falling against the pillows on his bed. "Hmph. I know why you don't want to read Room on the Broom."

"Oh, really? You do now?"

"Yeah," Megumi scoffed. "You're just mad that you wouldn't fit on the broom."

Having a baby with Geto

Finally get to write about Geto and include him in the babyfever series. Definitely doing a poll later for Sukuna and Choso so keep a look out !

Poll

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!! 🦇💕

.𖥔 ݁ ˖🦇 ݁˖ ݁𖥔 .

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

Wrote this at 3 am while ovulating, so enjoy I suppose (this is unedited)

Sukuna usually fucks,other women he’s had were just pleasure but you? He loves you, adores you, lives for you, makes love to you.

“That’s it sweet girl…my perfect wife” he whisper against your skin as he pumps his cock in and out of your fluttering hole, he was being gentle but going deep, his mushroom head kissing your cervix each thrust “I love you…so much” he moans softly. You were moaning his name, begging for all of him but he wanted to take his time with you, your toes were curling and your hair was a mess. “I-I love you too ryo!~” you moan out, your breasts bounced lightly with each of his thrusts.

His love for you was so passionate, so deep and meaningful, he wanted sex to be that way as well. He kissed you deeply, lovingly, his hips never once stopping their rhythm “my wife…my queen” he kisses down your neck as his thrusts quickened. Your moans grew louder, every maid in the vicinity could definitely hear sukunas ‘love’ for you at the moment. “You’re taking me perfectly…fuck your pussy is heaven” he growls and grips your hips with two hands, one hand cupping your face and the other holding himself up on top of you. You knew his extra limbs were useful.

Your nails scratched at his back as you moaned and cried out, the tension in your lower stomach building quickly. he could feel it and he wanted to watch your beautiful face as you climaxed “look at me when you cum…show me that pretty face”, one hand slipping off your hip and rubbing tight circles on your prodding clit making you cry out his name “r-ryo! Ah!~”. His thick cock was pulsating, needing to release into your womb;he groans as you tighten around him, gushing as you reach you orgasm “hah!~”.you completely milk him, a couple broken thrusts before he buries himself in you and spills into your ready womb with a loud groan.

You both pant and look into each others eyes, he caresses your cheek with his thumb “you did amazing…” he whispers as he pulls out slowly. He cleaned you up and whispered sweet nothings to you as you both drifted off to sleep. His love was endless