✧･ﾟ: * Content ~ More pretty boys being blushy, what else is there? ~
✧･ﾟ: * Type ~ Fluff, Short Headcanons ~
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I saw this post and I’ve been rolling on this ever since,,,, they’re all so pretty help~
❈ Gojo could be a model, and he knows it. With the violin scene, he knows how to play up the pretty when it helps him, so this may as well be a normal pet name for him. He still loves it every time you call him pretty though.
❈ Nanami though, if the two of you are with Gojo, will also think you’re referring to six eyes over there. Even if you’re alone, it’d catch him off guard. So, you will have to clarify that you mean him. And then you have a blushing mess, yet somehow also smug, salaryman heading your way willing to do anything you’d like.
❈ When he realized you meant him, Inumaki would follow you around like a puppy for the rest of the day. You don’t need to use cursed speech for him to do what you want, he’s wrapped around your finger and calling him pretty is the trigger.
❈ Megumi would look deadpan as he came over, he’s not the most public about romance, so he’d try to play it off as if you only called him by name. But he’s definitely thinking about it the rest of the day.
❈ Yuta would be the rest of the meme. “Oh, I’m pretty boy?” He’s floored, and would absolutely shower you with compliments in return.
❈ Junpei would be stunned. Shocked. You better have called him pretty soon after him having shown you his scars too. If it’s soon enough after, he might actually tear up a little, but would come as soon as he can.
❈ Itadori would light up the second you called him pretty, and would absolutely fire back a “Anything you need, stunning” while on his way, and once again, you have a puppy on your trail.
— your video posted on youtube became a meme itself. why? on the duration of 5:34, as you were telling your short story on how you got into make up, itadori slipped.
you clearly saw how it happened because you can see the reflection on the camera.
“oh shit!”
you clicked the stop video to go to him. he was groaning about how hard he fell off the bathroom floor. “How did you even slip?” You asked worriedly. “Sorry, I know you’re shooting a video for vogue but I forgot my toothbrush in here,” he answered.
You asked him questions if he was still hurt and he convinced that he was okay and you should continue the video, and you did. After the shoot, you gave the camera back and went back to your boyfriend who was watching a movie. As if he didn’t get hurt earlier.
What you didn’t know was that you didn’t pushed the button harder enough to stop the video.
The next day, yuuji woke you up by shaking you.
“We’re a meme!” He happily said, “oh and,” he kissed your chin, “goodmorning sunshine.”
— it was very early in the morning when you started shooting. you got up earlier than him since you have a deadline to catch, and which was the video that you are supposed to send to vogue.
“i don’t usually fill in my brows but rather, i—”
the door opened to see him shirtless, your jaw was wide open. “y/n, you should’ve woken me— what are you opening your mouth for?” He leaned to see the camera behindyou. Shoot.
he was blushing madly, “uh, just pretend that you didn’t see me.” Then he immediately left. There are two things why he was blushing. One, is that he was shirtless and the camera was rolling, and two, your face, you looked pretty with makeup on, it’s like it’s been enhanced. Don’t get him wrong but he finds you more attractive with no makeup on.
— the same as Megumi, he would be in a blushing mess, but the reason was more on when he interrupted you doing your makeup. He wasn’t shirtless, he was in his white t-shirt and black sweatpants.
“Sorry-! i should’ve let you finished shooting!”
“Yuuta!”
You tried calling him but he immediately rushed to the door and closed it. The door gave a loud sound from closing. Trust him, he didn’t mean it, he probably pulled it too fast that it sounded like an angry kid, closing the door when gets mad.
After the shoot, you got out of the bathroom and saw him on the side of the wall and you hugged him. “You know, you’re kind of cute when you’re panicking haha!”
and he smiled.
— to his luck, he was wearing a mask as always, because of his tattoo on the corners of his mouth, he removes the mask whenever he was feeling it.
He wasn’t that shy when it comes to you, he loves to make jokes and to make you laugh because it’s one of his favorites to see you smiling and to hear your laughing voice.
He joined in the video, intentionally. He wrapped his hands around your waist and you jumped in surprise. “t-toge! I’m still shooting!” You said in a nervous tone. The way he was wrapping your waist was just like wrapping his arms around a pillow.
“You know they can edit that right?” His morning voice was like an ice cream, but instead, you’re the one who was melting.
He removed his arms around you and gave you a wink and left the bathroom, leaving you in a blushing mess.
Note: This was actual really fun to write! Toge’s so cute
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There’s an art to teasing someone. You have to be sure about what exactly makes them flush, but you can’t use it all the time lest they may become immune to it. You have to select the right time to tease them, and you have to say it a certain way. Most importantly, a smug look is a must. You wouldn’t say you had that down to a T, but Toge sure thinks so. Especially when it comes to teasing him, you were an expert because you didn’t even need to touch him.
You sat on a chair, leg over the other with an arm propping up your head as you looked down on him. Toge would never admit he liked it this way when he was forced to look up at you. There was a smirk curling on your lip, almost like a sneer, and it caused his breath to hitch. He wasn’t quite sure if he could breathe like this, and it’s been almost over an hour. It was torture and it was all because he couldn’t wait until you got back.
Toge had been edging himself for the past hour. His face was flushed, tears drying on his cheeks only to be replaced with new ones. Breaths hiccuping, Toge was completely at your mercy. He couldn’t take it anymore. Brows furrowing, Toge whined and glared at you.
That’s not to say he wasn’t enjoying his punishment. Oh, no. His back was pressed against the foot of the bed and he was completely naked. It was a little humiliating since you were dressed, but he reckoned what was more humiliating was the fact he enjoyed this too much. The fact that you were watching him jerk off, speaking sweet phrases in a low voice into the quietness of the room—fuck, he needed to cum so badly.
“What is it?” you asked, swinging your leg. The slick sound of Toge rubbing his cock slowed down as he tried to muster strength to…to what? He couldn’t do anything. He deserved this punishment. If only he hadn’t been so impatient. If only he had obeyed you.
His mouth formed the word, “Please.” You’ve learned to read his lips since he couldn’t talk, and the two of you shared dozens of ways to communicate without speaking. Like a tap, or signing using your hands, or even a look.
“Please? Please, what, sweetheart? I can’t understand you if you aren’t specific,” you said. “Am I supposed to guess? Do you want me to touch you? Let you cum? Do you want me to fuck you? Ride you until morning? Want me to suck on your cock? Give you a handjob?”
Toge nodded frantically to every single one of them. Anything! Anything! He’d be happy with anything you did to him. At least do something. At least touched him. At the very least. His mouth was forming the word “please”, over and over again. Please, please, please. Please to all of that. Please to one of them. Please. Anything. As long as you did something! He couldn’t keep this up anymore! He was at his limit, chest heaving, sweat dripping, cock throbbing hard.
You tilted your head. “Which one, love? Use your words.”
“Ungh!” Toge bursts into more tears. You both knew he couldn’t use his words! He couldn’t! Why were you so mean? “Mmph, haa!”
“You act like you don’t like it when I’m mean,” you said, grinning, pressing your legs together at the sight of him crying as he jerked pathetically at his cock. As much as you wanted him, this was still wonderful. “Okay. Stand up. Come here.”
Stand up? Toge didn’t know if he could! But he does it anyway. With shaky trembling legs, he managed to rip his hand away from his aching cock long enough to stumble over to you. So close. Searching eyes and a tap on the back of your hand. Could he touch you?
“No,” you said and he whined. “Why? I thought you were content without me? You certainly seemed so when I came in and found you masturbating.”
He’s sorry! He’ll behave! Please! Whimpers and whines. Toge was so frustrated. He was a frustrated mess who needed you and only you. He couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t cum. He had been jerking off but it hadn’t been enough. He needed your touch, he needed your eyes on him to be able to cum, he needed you. He wouldn’t be able to cum by himself. You had made sure of it, intoxicating him.
“Have you no shame, Toge?” you asked, taking a finger and rubbing the slit of his cock. Toge practically keens—he’s so sensitive! It’s been an hour! He’s been touching his cock for an hour or more, but it’s your touch. He’s so sensitive, so aware of your touch. Toge hunched over, knees giving out, and feverishly searched for something to hold on, clutching onto your arms to stable himself. Tears were dripping down his face, drool, sweat. His throat was dry from all the crying, nose red, and you didn’t even look like you’d give in.
“Hng, agh,” Toge groaned. His fingertips pressed into your arm, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to tell you he was desperate. That he wouldn’t last long. He swore that if you were to start fucking him now, he’d honestly cum the moment you put him in.
“Are you going to fall?” You asked, tone soft. Toge whimpered. You brushed a tear from his face and stood up with a smile. “Okay. You can hold onto me if you’re scared you’ll fall.”
“Ngh,” Toge whined as his arms circled around you. He placed his head into the crook of your neck, nuzzling in, whimpering and whining. His cock is left alone so to remind you, he rubbed it against you, just a little, and that was enough to make him gasp. His hand wasn’t the same as you. He couldn’t cum from his own hand but he bet he’d cum from rubbing anywhere on you.
“Use your words, love,” you reminded him and Toge’s toes curled in frustration as he groaned into your neck, sobbing.
He couldn’t take it anymore!
Toge grabbed your hand and guided it to his cock so you could feel how messy you’ve made him. You smirked and nudged your head against his with a hum. “Oh, I see. Why didn’t you tell me sooner, Toge? How was I supposed to know?”
“Aah!” Toge cried out as you began to pump him up and down. His hips bucked and his arms tightened around you, hiccuping and gasping for breath. Oh, fuck. Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck! Close! He was so close already! He was close!
You listened to Toge moan and cry, shuddering against your body. Music to your ears. Toge had the loveliest voice, especially when he was moaning like this. With his head so close to you, you could hear all the little sounds he made, every time he exhaled or took in a sharp breath. He rutted against your hand, wetting your shoulder, but you were perfectly happy with it.
“Do you want to cum, darling? Do you think you deserve to cum?” you asked, twisting your wrist and making Toge sob.
He sniffled. It was in situations like these that he was glad he couldn’t answer. He wanted to cum so badlybut whether or not he deserved it was a different matter. All he could do was hold onto you and try not to be washed away with your scent, your touch, all the pleasure you were giving and depriving him of.
Toge tapped you twice. Close. You thought about it and decided to speed up your hand. Toge gasped loudly, throwing his head back, eyes wide. You watched as he came undone by your hands, trembling, cum shooting out of his cock. It splattered onto your clothes and his stomach, thick and hot, all over your hand. Toge wobbled and his legs gave out. Surprised, you caught him before he hit the ground. You gently placed him down and he sat there, dazed.
“Hnn?” He looked up at you, blinking blurrily, completely fucked out. You giggled and bent down, taking him by the chin and forcing his mouth open. Toge’s tongue lolled out, the circle catching your attention. You pressed your thumb on top of it and Toge’s tongue wrapped around your digit.
“How do you feel?” you asked.
“Mmph.” Toge closed his eyes blissfully, sucking and licking your thumb as if it was a lollipop.
“How lewd,” you commented and he moaned. You removed your thumb. “Are you going to be a good boy for me from now on?”
“Uh-huh.” Toge opened his eyes, watching you through slits, sleepy, exhausted.
You pressed a kiss to his mouth, unable to resist. Your tongues clashed, but you pulled away all too soon, leaving Toge to follow after you, hands coming out to hold on to you as if he was afraid you’d leave him. He had a confused expression on his face but groaned when you traced his lips.
“Liar,” you said and he made a noise of protest. “How can I believe you when you can’t even use your words, darling?”
I’ve been wanting to write anime for a while but was kinda scared cus even tho this blog is multifandom I’ve only done western media but I do love anime and many anime characters so I wanna dive head-first into writing for manga/anime characters that I love with this otp challenge! I used a randomizer to match prompts from this two-part drabble game with some characters I’m interested in writing~
