tags: toji x megumi’s gf!fem reader (reader is of age), 18+ smut MDNI, **DUBCONmanipulation/coercion, big dick daddy toji, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, praise, cheating, unprotected sex, size kink, soft dom toji. no beta ignore typos<3
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youwanted to surprise megumi by meeting him home after he had been away training, you didnt think anything of it as you spent plenty of time at his place without him being here. though, the first person to arrive home was not your boyfriend, but his father who you’ve never had the pleasure of meeting before.
mr fushiguro was intimidating to say the least. his tall, built frame could easily tower over you. he had an aura of mystery, of danger, as you examine his face. you rise off the couch to greet him properly. “o-oh mr fushiguro!” you chrip, realizing you’ve probably been staring uncomfortably long. “im sorry, i didnt mean to intrude on your home. im megumi’s girlfriend-” you reach your hand out to shake the older man’s, but he just smirks at you.
“ah, so you’re the one he’s been hiding, hm?” you cant help the way your cheeks flush as he speaks, his eyes peering down at you. “oh, um… im sorry, mr fushiguro sir. megumi is just always so busy, we never really have time to spend here.” you watch his expression twitch at the formality of your tone, but especially at the sweetness of your voice. hes not sure how his son managed to bag such a sweet little thing, and he is a bit upset megumi has obviously taken steps to keep you away from him.
“just toji, darling. mr fushiguro was my father, and im only sir in the bedroom.” he says in a far too serious tone, causing a visible shiver to run down your back. toji chuckles just a moment after. “gosh, just look at you. like a deer in headlights.” he hums, placing a finger under your chin to lift your gaze. “how’d he find such a sweet little thing?” you do feel frozen, like your brain is screaming at your legs to _move, _but they just won’t. “i-i’m sorry again for intruding.” you breathe, voice barely coming out over a whisper. “i should try to call megumi.”
toji just raises an eyebrow. “naw, c’mere sweetie. make yourself at home, i’m sure my kid will be here soon.” his large hands come around to grasp your wrist, surprisingly gentle at first. “m-mr fushig-” your sentance gets cut off when toji closes the gap between you by tugging your wrist and catching your lips with his. your eyes widen immediately as you feel him kiss you and you try to pull away, but you were no match in strength to your boyfriend’s father.
when he finally does let you pull away, the look in your eyes was just precious. “n-no, i need to go.” your hands shake even in his grip, chest rising and falling in rapid succession. toji all but pouts,the grown man above you giving you almost a puppy dog face. "whats the hurry, doll? why don’t you stay, let me show you how a real man loves.“ he breathes, eyes darkening by the second.
you hate that your body is reacting to him in such a primal way, heat spreading from your core even though your brain screams that you don’t want this. this is megumi’s dad, he would be your father-in-law if megumi ever proposed. you should be running away, yet your feet barely inch away. "i-i can’t mr fushiguro-” your sentence ends in a quick yelp as toji’s pulls back on your ponytail, pressinc his lips right to your ear.
he essentially has you locked in place like this, strong grip on both your hair and your wrist. “what did i say about the formality?” there’s a low growl in his tone, making you almost whimper in response. “i don’t wanna hear that again, got it? i am megumi’s father after all, why dont you start callin’ me daddy too?” he says with a chuckle, almost like he’s testing the nickname out. slowly, he walks you back until you’re knees buckle against the couch and you’re now sitting in front of him.
he’s even more intimidating like this, your neck craning to look up at him. he tugs once more on your hair, earning a wayward moan from your lips. you try to shake your head, try to say no but you just can’t make it happen. “mmh c'mon now. use your words.” your eyes are glossy with tears as you look up at toji, seeing his broad shoulders and defined chest muscles. your heart pounds as you struggle to comply, lip shaking as you open your mouth to say no.
“d-daddy…”
you barely mutter the word, a tear falling down your cheek as you do. toji’s thumb wipes it clean, before his hand grips your jaw. “atta girl, i knew you could be good for me.” he coos, coiling your stomach into knots. his voice, somehow so sweet yet condescending at the same time, was starting to wear you down.
toji was nothing like megumi. you would never guess they were father and son other than the fact that megumi was the spitting image of his father. you keep thinking of your boyfriend, of what would happen if he walked in at this moment to see his father looming over you.
but as if toji could tell your mind was wandering, he grabs your attention back by moving his leg and parting your thighs, earning a shuddering breath from you as your skirt inches higher and exposes more skin. “what’s the matter, doll? don’t worry. daddy’ll show you a good time. you sure do look pretty all teary eyed like that, though.” your thighs shake as toji’s hand pushes the fabric up further, inching it up your waist until your panties are unveiled. your eyes once again well with tears, embarrassment surging through you but toji just shushes you.
the touch on your cheek was surprisingly soft, you found yourself leaning into it as if it was your boyfriend. but it was still in fact toji, but when your eyes clear up, he wears an even more surprisingly gentle expression. “you’re okay princess. daddy just wants ta’ have a little fun, that ain’t so bad, is it?” you struggle to answer his question. ’of course its bad!’ the part of your brain still functioning screams. your body unfortunately has other thoughts, you can feel your panties becoming more damp by the passing seconds. every inch of your skin burns hot from desire and toji knows that.
toji knows you won’t be leaving, he knows as soon as his hand pushes aside the silk of your panties and your legs spread further for him that you are indeed going to let him have his way with you. precious, he thinks. he can’t wait to ruin you, his fingers dancing around the plush of your lips before he slides two into your aching cunt. you wish it wasn’t so good, the stretch of his digits already making you want to make a mess on his hand. “d-daddy no-” you whimper to yourself, clenching around his fingers as he preps you for his cock. “no?” toji raises an eyebrow, watching your juices coat his skin. “you wanna stop when you’re this wet for me?” pulling his fingers out, he holds them to your face. your cheeks burn with embarrassment as you see what you’ve done to his hand just within a few seconds.
toji presses his still wet fingers to your lips, watching with a groan as your tongue darts out to clean them without him even asking. “fuck, baby. there is a little slut hiding in there, after all.” you watch with puffy eyes as toji’s free hand tugs at the waistband of his pants. you can see the outline already, his cock entirely too big for you it seems. your mouth waters at the thought of it stretching you open, as much as you fight against those thoughts.
“here, since you wanna suck on somethin’ so bad…” he removes his fingers from between your lips in favor of freeing his cock and sliding it up against your mouth. you can’t suppress the whine that leaves you as your tongue darts out, kitten licking the salty head before toji’s hand grips your jaw. it forces your mouth open wider, letting toji slide his cock further into the warmth. he groans, head thrown back as you finally give in to the primal desires running through your body. your jaw aches already, lips stretched around the width of toji’s cock. it’s quite the sight, toji thinks, as he forces his gaze down. “good fuckin’ girl…” toji sighs, running gentle fingers through your hair.
your eyes water not from your tears this time, but from the force of toji’s cock sliding down your throat. its too much, you’re forcing yourself not to gag but every purr of praise from the man above you sets your core ablaze. you can’t help your desire to please, to be a good girl and to impress him. why? you have no idea. there’s still a sane part of you that’s screaming, but its getting smaller and smaller as the seconds pass.
toji takes a step back, freeing his cock from your mouth as he stands over you. he takes in the wide eyed innocent look you give him, a deep chuckle following as he strokes his cock. “what a pretty little whore…” he muses, the thumb on his free hand running across your bottom lip. toji reaches for your arm, gently pulling you from your spot on the couch before flipping positions with you. you now look down at him as he sits, cheeks flushing as he guides you onto his lap.
this is wrong this is wrong this is wrong-
but as you straddle his thighs, feeling his cock pressing against the fabric of your panties, you can’t make yourself stop. you wantthis. you want megumi’s father. the man megumi has specifically tried to keep you away from. as your thoughts spiral, your eyes fill with tears once again. toji’s voice brings you back to reality, a soft shushing sound falling from his lips. “hey, baby it’s okay.” he reassures, easing your tension as he slides aside your panties.
“you’re gonna feel good, okay?” he shoots you a soft smile, a manipulative smile that makes you shiver. but you’re caught in his web, it was too late to escape. you nod, tears still soaking your cheeks as you shift into a better position. toji takes the lead, one strong hand on your hip while the other helps you sink onto his cock.
you’re gripping his shoulders, feeling the muscles under his shirt flexing as he fits you onto his cock slowly. you shake in his grip, thighs on fire as you attempt to get used to the burn and stretch of being so full. you can’t even imagine sitting fully in his lap at this point, you feel like you’d split in two. but toji ushers you down further, further further-
you sit with your ass pressed against toji’s still clothed thighs, your body trembling as his cock spreads your cunt. it burns, the head of his cock pressed snug against your cervix. toji’s hands run up your back in a soothing manner, giving you your time to adjust. “aw baby.” he coos, condescension dripping off every word. “never been fucked by a real man, huh?” he grunts, hips pushing up to make you gasp as he fucks impossibly deeper in your womb. “ ‘ts too much-” you cry, clinging to his strong chest.
toji just chuckles, his hands settling on your hips. he can easily lift you even with an awkward grip. “naw, you’re takin’ it so well baby girl. you’re fuckin’ making a mess on my pants.” he smirks when you bury your face in the crook of his neck. toji fucks into you with quick shallow thrusts before pushing you onto the full length of his cock.
your nails dig into his shoulders as you take everything he gives to you, the coil in your stomach tightening with every pass of his cock. you don’t want to cum, but your body has a mind of its own as you start fucking back against toji’s brutal thrusts. “atta girl.” toji groans, feeling your walls flutter around him. its intoxicating, the drag of your pussy around him. it’s a shame he probably won’t get to feel this again. as he feels you squeezing around him more, he sneaks a hand between your bodies to play with your clit.
the immediate stimulation makes you mewl, hips arching between the roughness of toji’s thrusts to the soft way his fingers dance on your skin. your body feels hot, too hot, as you shudder against him. “d-daddy…. ’m gonna…” you pant against his skin, hot tears forming in your eyes. “yeah, baby. cum for daddy.” toji watches your face as your jaw falls slack, eyes shut tight as tears roll down your face.
god he hopes he never forgets that look, he needs something to jerk off to on his next mission after all. he’s getting tired of the whores he finds when he has a perfectly good doll waiting at home, even if she’s supposed to be for that damn kid of his.
and you cum, body quivering against the stong form beneath you. you immediately fall slack, your legs burning from the position and your mind in the clouds. you barely even notice toji lifting you off his cock as he cums, the thick ropes painting your thighs and all around your cunt. there was something sweet about the notion that he didn’t cum inside you, something almost caring?
maybe toji was just a little like his son, the caring part of them both hiding behind a scary mask. or maybe you were just coping. you couldn’t really tell as you start to fall unconscious. you’re tired, physically and mentally. toji presses a soft kiss behind your ear before he lifts you as he stands and carries you to megumi’s room. he lays you down and goes to run you a bath before he makes his departure. he wouldn’t dare be here when megumi arrives. your heart and head fight as you force yourself into the bath.
what have you gotten yourself into with this damn family?
who knew parenting would be this hard? certainly not nanami kentodid.
before having a kid of his own, he had always thought parenting was not that hard. it was always his mindset that the child grows to be how it is with the way the parent teaches it, or how the parent is because kids like to follow and mimic its parents.
but since having one of his own, he has been proven wrong, countless times.
“yuuji, please do not stray far away from daddy.” nanami pleads his two year old son who runs in the park with much enthusiasm, unlike his father who seems to have no energy and heavy bags underneath his eyes. “yuuji,” tiredly the man calls once again, but to his ineffective attempt, the child simply runs straight to the water fountain.
the poor man sighs for what seems to be the fifth time this hour, and they haven‘t even been in the park for longer than thirty minutes. he contemplates on running after the two year old who amuses himself with the water or if he should set up the picnic mat first and then run after his kid.
he thinks, and thinks, and thinks, all while looking back and forth at the empty grass patch and the water area. then he sighs again. if only he had a second body then maybe he wouldn’t have to do this, maybe if he had a second pair of hands he wouldn’t have to suffer like this, maybe if he had, had a spouse—
“excuse me,” he hears from the front, already sighing internally for the millionth time as he readies himself to meet eyes with another parent who‘s going to strike up small talk he has no desire for.
but when he looks up, it feels like suddenly all his prayers have been answered by the gods.
his dark eyes look up and meet with yours, and my oh my can he not be more enthralled by the looks of you. “is this your son? he was running around with untied shoelaces and almost fell in the water.”
wow. nanami says to himself. not even listening to what you’re saying anymore, simply left speechless by the pretty person who stands before him.
“sir?”
“okay.” he monotonously says, forgetting that time is running and reality is pacing at this very moment, and not on pause. in the inside he does not know how to start a conversation, but in the outside he looks like he‘s glaring at you. and it does not help you nor him at all.
you swallow your saliva and nod, slowly settling down the child on the ground right in-front of the man and clasping your hands together. “right. well— uh.. i— i‘ve erm gotta go.. haha.” you awkwardly trail, unclasping your hands together and placing the free right hand on the back of your neck.
“and don‘t worry! i‘ve tied them back together so he doesn’t accidentally slip again.” you say before taking a step back and waving at them. “well, i‘ll be on my way. goodbye—”
“wait!” yet before you‘re able to step even more than two steps away, he‘s taking you by your wrist which causes you off-guard, not that you find it uncomfortable.
“thank you very much. yuuji can‘t swim, so that would have been unfortunate if you hadn‘t caught him.” he reasons out, hand still on your wrist as you close your lips in surprise; that‘s caused by the fact that he actually spoke to you.
“oh, that would have been, very bad.” you frown, thankful that you caught khari before he fell. “i‘m glad i caught him.”
“me too, i‘m glad you caught him.” nanami relieves, finally letting go of the wrist he held to ground you before him. “if you hadn‘t that would have been terrible.”
“how can i repay you?” he asks so, lips casually churning upwards to causing you to almost swoon. meanwhile the strawberry head child looks up curiously, not used to the way his father acts. and even though you’re swooning in the inside, you keep your composure to save yourself some face.
“oh, please, don‘t worry!” you shyly down turn his offer shaking your head lightly. “it‘s okay. i wasn‘t going to let someone fall.” you mutter. however, he shakes his head and insists.
“please i insist. you had just saved me from potentially paying bills.” he jokes, and you laugh.
“alright, since you asked so nicely.” you grace him with a sweet smile and he smiles back, heart skipping beats.
“well, i don‘t have cash right now. but if you want, you can join me and yuuji for a picnic.” he gesture to the child who now smiles so cutely at you, hand open for a wave, tiny fingers grasping at his father‘s jacket.
you swear your heart skips two if not three beats when he holds the basket and the kid in the other. you find it domestic and cute for a man like this to invite you with his kid. it makes you think of all the times you yearned to have your own little family and spend some time with them.
“is missy going to join us daddy?” the little child asks, looking sweetly at his dad who then looks back at you with a smile.
“ask her.” he winks at the boy, who nods in confidence and looks at you with a sweet smile.
“will you join us missy? me and daddy would love company!” he excitedly says, hands pointed to the basket.
you cannot help but bite your lip down and nod at the offer, accepting it with an excited heart and heated cheeks. “i‘d love to.”
“daddy! she said yes!” yuuji cheerfully exclaims.
nanami smiles at yours and yuuji‘s excitement, starting to feel his own excitement start to run in his veins.
that action of his causes your churned lips to grow wider as you inspect him for a good while before turning to the little guy then to him once again. “well, your little one. his name is yuuji right?” you ask. holding your hand out for the child to take.
“right, he‘s yuuji and he‘s two.” nanami confirms your unsure question, nodding away as he places his hand on yuuji‘s head, and the little one sneezes. you both stop, and nanami smiles awkwardly, kneeling down and taking out the napkin from his pocket and wiping yuuji’s nose. the act is cute and hearty, as you can tell, he is quite obviously the daddy figure.
“sorry about that.” he apologizes, going back up and meeting eye to eye with you.
“no worries.” you smile. you stand there in a few minutes of silence, before you remember something very important. “oh jeez, i almost forgot. i didn‘t catch what your name was.” you sheepishly admit.
“god, how rude of me.” he shakes your hand in his and you can‘t help but savour the feeling of all those veins and bones in his toned hands. they entice you in a way you‘d never thought that would entice you, yet you are not complaining.
“nanami, nanami kento.”
“i‘m (y/n), nice to meet you kento.”
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A/N: Hey besties!! I made a jjk studying series for all of you who are studying for exams rn! Let’s start with Gojo! <33
Gojo’s luxury apartment was a nice place to study, lofi hip hop playing softly from the speakers, a big table next to the window wall that let the sunlight deep through, shining down on your revision notes.
“My little nerd still studying?” You hear a teasing voice from behind.
“Mhm” you reply, eyes still glued to the notes in front of you.
You hear a sigh this time but you can tell he’s come closer, then suddenly you find two long arms wrapping around your shoulders, and his chin plopped on to your head.
“What if I just… paid the exam board to make you pass?”
You laugh at Gojo’s suggestion, the worse thing is you knew he was probably being serious.
“I’m serious” he says, confirming your thoughts as he pokes your cheek.
“Too pretty to be studying” he mutters against your cheek as he pressed kisses to it, making you giggle.
But as you reached to the side to grab your pen, Gojo quickly snatched it first.
“Huh?”
“Nuh uh! No more work unless you eat some kikufuku with me” he said, leaving no more for argument as you struggle to grab the pen from his hand, he grins widely as you jump to match his tall figure but fail.
And as you jump up to grab it one more time, his long arms finds it’s way to your waist, tugging you into his embrace with a chuckle. “Ah! Gojo!-“
“C’mon bubs, time for some mochi” he says casually but his smug grin is present. He carries you like a baby as he grabs the mochi from the kitchen and return to the living area, sitting down in your seat and placing you on his lap.
You smile gratefully at Gojo before giving him a kiss, as he lets you return to studying while he feeds you the mochi, taking a bite out of it every now and then too. Occasionally, playfully biting your cheek but you didn’t mind.
Eventually the tall white haired man got a call, you feel his muscular arms tighten around your waist as he muttered a ‘be right back love’ in your ear. You kiss his jaw before he leaves to answer the call.
Now you don’t know how long you sat there studying for, but once you took a deep breath and shifted your eyes away from notes momentarily, you notice a post it note and one more kikufuku next to you.
‘So proud of you bby :)’ was written, with a small dick drawing next to it.
You giggle to yourself as you munched on the mochi. Studying doesn’t feel so bad when it’s with Gojo <3
A/N: Happy Saturday besties! EX HUSBAND GOJO WON THE VOTE!! Don’t worry though, I got bodyguard Megumi coming soon
Ever since the incident between you and Gojo regarding the third child, things had been eerily quiet from his side. No 3am calls, no surprise visits, nothing.
Perhaps that’s why you felt on edge when it was Gojo’s turn to have the kids for the weekend, and he still hadn’t arrived, your hands slightly shaking as you tied your son’s shoelaces.
“You’re overthinking it y/n” said a deep voice from your phone. “Maybe he’s just running a little late”
You sigh before nodding your head. Nanami was always your voice of reason. Sometimes you wonder if he could give good advice about your abusive relationship with Gojo, but you always kept that a secret from Nanami, not wanting to burden him with your own issues.
You’re suddenly pulled out of your thoughts at the sound of a knock on the door. You take a deep breath as you turn to open the door, feeling slightly confident, knowing Gojo won’t pull anything with his mutual friend Nanami on call.
But the view in front of you wasn’t what you were expecting.
“Geto?”
The black haired man smiled at you sweetly as you greeted eachother. “What are you doing here?” You ask confusedly.
“Gojo was sent on a last minute session, so looks like the kids got me for the weekend!” He said, but he sounded uneasy.
“Oh? Okay.” You say, slightly taken aback that Gojo didn’t tell you beforehand. You hear your kids squeal from behind as they spot their uncle Geto, quickly rushing to the tall buff man, clinging onto his legs. “Hello lil monsters!!” He coos making them giggle.
You smile fondly at your loving children, before returning your attention to Geto, “well we’re off to my mom’s house for the weekend, but don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything Geto” you say, kissing your children goodbye.
Geto looks up at you confused and slightly tense. “We?”
You nod “Nanami is coming with me for the weekend, I feel too tired to drive so he offered to take me there and keep me company!”
You silently observe Geto’s uneasiness at the mention of Nanami, he knew you two were close, so why was he so stiff?
Geto blinks twice before awkwardly laughing “aww haha how sweet of him, anyways we should probably head out now, c’mon kids!” He calls them.
You place a hand on Geto’s broad shoulder, gaining the raven haired man’s attention. “Are you okay Geto? You seem uneasy, if taking care of the kids isn’t ideal for you this weekend, I can always take them with me” you assure him but the man shake his head quickly and reassures you it’s fine with a pat on your hand, before awkwardly exiting with the kids.
You stand in front of your door for a second confused. Why did he seem so uneasy? After all the years you’ve known Geto, he’s never been so anxious.
Only when he lies.
You shrug your shoulders and carry on getting ready. After all, Geto was a trustworthy friend of yours and Gojo’s for years, you’re sure he’d tell you if there was a problem.
You’re pulled out of your thoughts once again as a car beeps from outside. You smile as you spot Nanami’s sleek car waiting, you quickly skip out the house, joining your friend.
——
Nanami stands beside you, finally the door opens and you’re greeted with your mom.
“Hi mom” you say, entering the house before she can greet you and Nanami properly.
You sigh dramatically as you place your bags on your floor and stretch your aching legs. You smile as you hear chatter from the garden, deciding to follow the sound.
“Err! Y/n! How about you let Nanami relax in the living room for a bit first?” You mom asks. You pull a funny face at your mom’s weird suggestion, but allow her nonetheless, continuing your path to the garden
“Ahh this is such a nice breeze, I miss thi-“ your sentence was cut off as you paused in your movements.
There sat Gojo in the hammock chair, long legs man spreading as he turn towards you with a menacing grin. “Oh? Hello y/n”
You furrow your eyebrows at your annoying ex husband, internally beating yourself up for believing Geto’s pathetic lie.
“What are you doing here?” You ask, and he ignores your question momentarily to pat his lap, “c’mere baby!” He says so sweetly but only you knew the twisted lust behind it, “and what kind of question is that? We’re family! Even if we’re divorced, I always saw your family as my own!” He charms the table, your cousins cooing at his sickly sweet words.
You move forward to question him further, but his large hands grab your hips firmly, pulling you forward, making you stumble into his embrace.
“Oh? Don’t fall for me now” he says smartly as he grabs you securely, cradling you into his muscular arms. Your family once again laughed at his jokes, as if it’s the funniest thing they ever heard.
Spoiler alert, it’s not, but Gojo was too good at faking the charm of a perfect man.
You gritted your teeth as Gojo stroked your hair absentmindedly with you in his lap, as he laughed along with your family. Humiliating was the only word to describe it, but you stayed silent, knowing if you fought against him, everyone would think you’re the crazy problematic one. Oh lord, they wonder how Gojo ‘puts up with you’
After all, women are always the hysterical ones right?
“Babe try this mojito, it’s so good” he says with a grin, pressing the glass to your lips but before you could protest against it, a voice came through the garden.
“Y/n? Oh there you are. Hello Gojo” says the nonchalant man.
Gojo turned towards the voice, smile dropping as he stares at Nanami, who casually strolled into the garden.
Your cousins subtly swoon as they rush to introduce themselves.
You smile at Nanami’s effortless charm, your smile widening evilly as you realise why Geto felt uneasy at the mention of Nanami.
You can feel Gojo’s unnerving, intense stare on your face. He stares silently between you and Nanami, swishing his drink around. His face is unreadable. “And here I was ready to mend things” he mutters but you hear it. You hiss as his fingers dig into your hips.
“Why is he here?” His whispers in your ear and you can hear the envy in every word.
You ignore the pain shooting through your hips and grin from ear to ear as you tilt your head teasingly to meet his your ex husband’s glare.
Brushing your nose against his in mocking affection, you reply “why not babe?”
♱ ‧₊˚. THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY꒰toji x f!reader ꒱ nsfw — mdni [dubcon (reader is crossfaded), alcohol/cocaine use, mentions of overdosing, infidelity (reader is cheating on megumi), age-gap, degradation, praise, raw sex, daddy kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, groping, pet names, squirting] wc[4k]an [repost from last night ⸝⸝ʚ̴̶̷̆ ̯ʚ̴̶̷̆⸝⸝ if you liked this, you can also reblog it]
“m’kay— think that’s enough for one night, doll,” toji lets out an amused chuckle as he observes your actions through his peripheral.
you’re leaning over the tray placed on your lap to snort your fifth line of coke that night, your head shooting back up to face the roof of toji’s car as you scrunch your nose in an attempt to offset the sting of the powder lining your sinuses. once the feeling subdued, you lazily turn to face the man in the driver’s seat, blinking at him dumbfoundedly with a pouty frown on your lips.
SUMMARY → where getou can not stop talking about the beautiful future sorcerer he shares his classes with
PAIRING → getou suguru x fem!black!reader
GENRE → fluff, drabble
MASTERLIST→ if you want to read other works of mine
A/N → because you can not fucking tell me he would not like black woman, we are fucking gorgeous. all of them wouldAND they would write poetry about them!
“NO, YOU DO NOT understand! She is so perfect, it makes me want to cry.” Getou sighs out, not being able to hold it in anymore.
Humming, his friend takes his eyes off the training fields and glances at his friends, “Yeah?” he asked.
“She is smart, her technique is fucking crazy and this is just the start of her journey. I could bet money on her being one of the greatest sorceres ever.” he says, unconsciously a smile takes over his features as he thinks about her.
Holding his hands up, he tries to find the words to make his friend understand how perfect this one person is, “And it is all packaged in this beautiful body. The way the sun touches her skin and it just observes it like nothing I have ever seen before.”
“And when she smiles…” he throws his head back. Leaning on the stairs, spreading out his lips as a grin takes over his face, “it’s… It’s like the whole world smiles with her.”
“She is so gentle, and soft. Kind… and easily scared. It gets wounded just like all of us, and when I see it I just.”
Having Gojou hum, he tilts his head to wait for what he has to say, “Want to be a simp?” he teases. Receiving himself a kick to his leg, “There are more women in the world than just ( Y/N ).”
Ignoring his friend, he looks up again. Letting out a dreamy sigh at the mention of her name, “I would do anything to protect her. If there was a way for me to make sure curses could never hurt her, I would take it in a heartbeat.”
Faux whipping noises ring his ears, making him sit up. Glaring softly at the blue-eyed sorcerer, “She was right, we should bully people with blue eyes.”
Birthday Boy - I’ll make it like your birthday every day
It’s Yuuji’s special day, and since he is very special to you, you plan to spoil him a lot today.
Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female) Genre: fluff, smut Word Count: 1.8k Warnings: 18+, smut, birthday sex, somnophilia, oral, creampie, cumeating, praise. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don’t interact.
I CRIED HAPPY TEARS WITH ALL THOSE KIND WORDS BECAUSE HE REALLY NEEDS THEM AND ALL THE HOT MOMENTS LIKE ITS SO PERFECT AND I AND I
no but really this just made my whole day, a little bit late on his birthday because i didn’t saw this sooner (pain), but heyyy just like the ending lines, every day could be his birthday
this boy means the world to me, and reading something so warm and meaningful is just too much for my heart, all the emotions that this made me feel were amazing thank you for your lovely writing, it’s always so nice to find you in my feed
✧･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.
✧･ﾟ: * Author’s Note ~ I had a lot of fun with this one, I hope you enjoy it! ~
✧･ﾟ: * Osamu Dazai
❈ You’re not gonna be touch-starved with this man for long, I’ll give you that. He’s definitely one for dramatics, and if you’re comfortable with public displays of affection, he’ll have an arm around you at all times, or holding your hands and cuddling on the ADA couch (no matter how much Kunikida complains about professionalism). You’re his s/o, and if he had his way the whole world is going to know it, so loving touches in public are to be expected.
❈ Whether you’re coming out of a relationship without a lot of touching, or you’ve been single for a while, he’s going to make it his mission to make you feel loved. And if touch is what it takes, then he’s going to make sure that he’s making up for all the lost time before the two of you were together.
❈ I think that physical touch is a big love language for Dazai too, so this is also somewhat self-serving. Even when he’s not playing it up, you can still expect plenty of times where his gentle touches linger longer than necessary, or how when he comes from behind to lay his head on your shoulder as you are working on something, he’s in bliss.
✧･ﾟ: * Chuuya Nakahara
❈ I don’t think that Chuuya would be particularly touchy on his own. Not that he minds the contact, and can do it for a romantic moment, but he just doesn’t think to initiate it often. I see him as leaning toward doing things for you to be romantic, so the bigger the gesture the better in his mind.
❈ But talk to him about it! He might leave you a little touch starved at the beginning (between missions and spending his time with you trying to do things for you), so tell him that you want more touch. I mean obviously, he’s still going to want to show his love in the way that comes naturally to him, so don’t downplay it, but he’s more than down to just hold you on the couch some evenings rather than spend the whole night cleaning your place.
❈ Eventually, you both find things that hit both of your love languages! Massages come to mind, him being able to do something for you that involves that physical touch? Heavenly.
✧･ﾟ: * Kento Nanami
❈ Okay, hear me out. It takes a hot minute to get to that point. But once Nanami is comfortable with someone I just think he’d be the biggest cuddler. It’s just a vibe I get from him, he loves near-constant physical contact, who cares who sees.
❈ So if this is early into your relationship, you’re going to have a bit of a dry spell. Some handholding, maybe. I just think it’d take him a while to get adjusted to the idea that you can be a permanent part of his life. But once you have reached that point, he’s another that you’re not gonna be touch starved for long.
❈ Have conversations with him, he’s going to want to be sure that you’re getting enough out of the relationship from the get-go, but you being willing to start a conversation about your needs gives him that sense of permanence that he needs to initiate it too
❈ You’re his stress relief, and he’s sure to tell you. Whether that be leaning on his chest, stroking his hand at another stupid meeting, or a hug at the end of the day, he melts into you, and he hopes he can show you how much you mean to him through the same.
✧･ﾟ: * Megumi Fushiguro
❈ Another one who’s not going to be that into physical affection on his own. He grew up with Gojo. Who “annoyed” him and was very touchy. So touch isn’t his go-to in expressing affection, and he can be a bit tense when someone else initiates it with him.
❈ But, communication can work wonders, and talking to him, he’s more than willing to be more physical for you. And I think he’d eventually start to enjoy it more than he thought he would.
❈ He’d still be a little iffy on PDA, but he’d be willing to hold hands, and if you lean into him while you’re hanging out with friends, well he won’t mind.
❈ But in private he’ll initiate the touch a lot more since he wants to make sure you aren’t feeling unloved. I think that time would be a big love language for him, and so you laying on his chest on the couch, sitting in comfortable silence would become a standard routine for you.
✧･ﾟ: * Satoru Gojo
❈ Gojo isn’t the most receptive to your needs, but lucky for you this man is going to want to be all over you anyway. You’re gonna have a harder time keeping him off you than getting him to touch you.
❈ Incredulous that you’re touch starved. How doesn’t everyone just want to be holding you constantly? You’re so holdable? He just assumes that his thoughts are universal, or the only correct ones at least, so the thought that you haven’t been constantly given all the physical affection is wild to him. (Though that doesn’t mean that he isn’t going to be possessive if anyone else tries)
❈ But once he finds out that this is one of your needs, he will be extra conscious of it, and I feel like he’d be checking in with you fairly often. He’d play it off as a joke most of the time. “What, do you need me to hold you more or something?”, but he does seriously want to be sure he’s meeting your needs.
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who is nice to everybody, especially to his students. He loves giving stars and compliments to his students on their little achievements. Got a perfect mark on a test? you got a star on your hands. Finished coloring the activity too early? you got a star on your wrist. Done Memorizing the first 10 letters in the alphabet you got a star on your cheeks.
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who notices every small detail on his students. He memorizes everything from head to toe. From the slight change in his students’ head accessories, the minuscule purple heart on his students’ new manicured small nails, to the tied ribbon knot on their shoelaces.
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who loves giving flowers to his students. Choso has a small backyard in his house and he personally grows each flower to perfection. He wanted them fresh and free from any toxins so he never missed any day watering them. Choso especially likes giving dandelions, daisies, and lilies wishing all his students to grow with a very active and optimistic outlook in life. He loves children, he very much loves them treating each one as his kid.
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who braids his students’ hair with the most gentle care, making sure to brush each tangled strand carefully without pulling the roots of their scalp. On top of the cute mermaid-style braid, he also likes finishing the look with a rainbow pin on both sides of the hair.
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who Hugs and coos his students to sleep. After a long day of playing games, reading books, coloring pages from the worksheets, and singing songs, his students love it when he picks them up, rubs their backs, and coo’s them to sleep as they gradually close their heavy lids escaping their world on their dreamy land. Choso would then tuck each of his students on the thickly matted floor and kiss their foreheads before he begins his afternoon duties.
Kindergarten teacher! Choso where you decided to work as a cook in the daycare because the tall, dark-haired man you’ve got a crush on is working as a teacher there. Choso, that was his name, from the moment you saw him to the day you decided to work here you knew that there was something mysterious behind those dark orbs and you weren’t wrong. He was lovely in front of his students, always smiling, always laughing but he is a 360 degrees monster behind closed doors. He is a 30-year-old promiscuous man who plays roughly with several kinks. He loves doing it rough, sadistic. He is degrading, he seeks pleasures when you are struggling beneath him. He loves it so much when your knees are all bruised, eyes red and wetty, and lips are swollen while you are gagging on his cock struggling to take his length. He loves fucking your mouth deep, pushing your head down on his pubes until you are out of breath.
“F-fuck fuck I’m gonna cum and you’ll fucking take it all.” You can feel his cock throbbing as it pulses inside your mouth and just like that you felt your tongue full with thick ropes of cum. A mixture of bitter and salty, still trying to catch your breath, Choso grabbed your chin and watched your doey eyes glisten with tears and lips spilling his creamy-white seeds. You are attempting to swat his fingers on your chin and reach for a napkin to spit his seeds when he tightens his grip on yours and scrutinizes you under his dark lustful eyes. He then began to command you with his low deep voice.
“Swallow.”
Weak and shuddering under his gaze you began to follow his command mindlessly. You swallowed his semen while looking him directly in the eyes. Fingers catching his load that spilled past your lips and sucking them shamelessly. You heard choso laugh manically, his lips formed on a smirk as he stroked your head like his personal fuck doll.
“Good fucking girl.”
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who fucks you senseless and whispers dirty stuff in your ears while his students are fast asleep. your tears are rolling down on your cheeks eyes turned on the back of your head. Unable to think properly while his 3 fingers are knuckle deep on your hole and his cock on your ass. The lewd sound coming from your mouth and the slapping of skins is driving you crazy. You are so wet, so messy. Cheeks soaked from tears, tongue lolled out your mouth, body filled with sweat and pussy drunk from yours and choso’s cum. He was pushing both of your seeds with his fingers inside your cervix while fucking your tight ass hole. You can feel your stomach tighten ready to release another load yet choso is stimulating both of your holes without mercy.
“So fucking filthy, your such a fucking dirty girl. You like this right, getting fuck by me? Getting both of your holes fuck, God your such a slut!”
“C-choso too big I c-can’t anymore please, I’m gonna cum”
“Shut up slut be useful for once and take my cock like a good girl yeah?”
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who stuffs your dirty undies on your mouth to prevent you from moaning so loud. After tucking all the kids to sleep he went on his way to play his kind of games with you. He folded you on the counter, pushed your chest against the marbles of the kitchen, and gripped your waist tightly as he shoved his cocked on your pussy forcing you to take his whole length without prep. Jarred from the sudden force on your hole you reached for your pussy and began stimulating your clit to ease the pain on your hole and make you wet when Choso pulled your hair and whispered in your ears.
“Did I tell you to touch yourself? No, right? Then remove your dirty hands on your pussy or I won’t let you cum.” Cringed from the thought of not cumming you dispelled your fingers from your clit and painfully took choso’s thrust on your hole. He was ramming his hips so deep and so hard that you were unable to contain yourself and spilled a boisterous moan out on your lips so he gripped your jaw and shoved your dirty undies on your mouth.
“So fucking loud! Do you want to wake up my kids, you dirty slut?”
Kindergarten teacher! Choso who’s quick to shove you off his cock one time when a student came by the kitchen finding him after waking up from her sleep. Her hair was messy, hands rubbing the sleep on her eyes and mouth yawning. Afraid of being seen like that choso immediately pushed you off from his lap making you fall on the side. You were still shivering from his release, his semen spilling on your legs, breath still heavy, when he pulled his pants up and squeezed your ass one more time before catching his student in his arms. Fixing her messy hair and leaving small kisses on her temples.
“Teacher, what are you doing here?”
“Hmm, nothin princess, I was just asking y/n what meal we will be having today.”
“B-but we already ate our lunch, teacher!” Choso looked in your direction, delighted with your fucked-up state. Hair is messy, lipstick-stained on the corners of your mouth, clothes are crumpled and legs are shaking. He then formed an incessant smirk on his mouth before answering his student’s question.
“No princess, it’s for me. I haven’t had my dessert yet right, y/n?”
Summary: Sometimes happiness means Geto Suguru’s Happiness
Characters: Geto x reader
cw: angst, reader is crazy in love with geto, mention of death, minor manga spoiler
A/n: uhm, help me with the title pls?
“I trust him more than I trust myself.” At long last, you said it. The truth you have been holding that feels like ages. You always wanted to proclaim it, shove it to everyone’s face, and scrape it on your skin but what’s stopping you? Fear? Abandonment? Condemnation? Maybe, but now you won’t have to feel that. Not when you are ready to give up everything for him, ready to throw everyone else for him. For the scraps of his love and for the declaration on yours.
“Do you realize how crazy you sound right now y/n? he’s a goddamn serial killer wake up!” You said nothing but silence, unwary of the rage and disgust that your friend is offering you right now. Unhinged and stupid enough to understand the words she utter is reality. Unable to think properly whether the love of your life is a serial killer or a dejected son of God. It is a fact that he is a ticking bomb, a heartless mass murderer that killed hundreds-no thousands of people. He’s willing to kill everyone, even killed his own parents for his twisted morals. He signifies death, stinks of misfortune, and bleeds ruination but that didn’t matter because it didn’t scare you. He didn’t scare you, not a bit because you saw him differently. You saw him more than his violence, you saw him beyond his transgressions. They never saw him the way you saw him so they didn’t realize that those dull melancholy eyes were suffocating in pity. Those loneliest nights were his mind was destroying him doing the unthinkable and that of he’s just yearning for someone’s touch, someone’s warmth, and someone’s affection. Someone to tell him that he’s not alone and it will be okay. Those guilty hands and thorn heart that shouted truce where he wanted to stop but he couldn’t. How can you be truly scared of him when you saw him stripped naked with wounds covering his whole body, soul shattered to pieces, and mind covered in a vast darkness. He wanted to be saved but couldn’t. He just wanted to be free. Free of pain and free of terror and so he did.
“Your right, Maybe I am crazy, cuz I fucking love him no matter what you say and no matter what I do.”
“He’s just using you, you know that after he gets what he wants he’ll kill you. He’ll do it without a second thought.”
Your mind began to wonder at the thought of him, Geto Suguru, your master, the love of your life. You saw him at his lowest that facades his glory and you know what he feels inside. He wanted the truth. Freedom of fear, abandonment and death. He wants to be strong and to do that you’ll have to die. God, would you really deny him? Deny his will and candor? Can you say no to his glistening black eyes that cry out peace and unadulterated joy as he witnesses your dying body on the cold ground chasing the last second of your life with an imprint of his genuine buoyancy as he walks towards his eternal truth leaving you behind?
Your heart throbbed, soul faltering, just the slip of his genuine joy makes you weak and restless. If that gives him his freedom, his true happiness, and fulfillment then you’ll do it. You’ll do it in a heartbeat.
“I know and I’ll die on that day with a smile on my face because the person I love the most had at last reached his heaven thus, I did.”
❀Summary:You have to fix Megumi’s shirt for him - but y/n’s hands like to linger a bit too long
❀Warning: Bad Grammar
❀A/N: I just had this little scenario in my head and decided to write this real fast for you guys – hope you like it ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ ✧ I’d love to receive some feedback ✧
❀Words:491
❀Published:04.03.2021
You all were waiting outside on the training grounds, even Satoru tagged along. He settled himself on the stairs with his head resting on his hand while letting out a loud sight every few seconds. He was definitely forced to be here.
Your school had a small conference with your sister school in Kyoto, which means that old man Gakuganji would also come along.
All of you looked at least approachable, besides Nobara who made it her mission to look like a model that was send to the wrong set.
Currently she was running way from Panda and Toge while Maki was trying to save her from getting her whole outfit ruined.
“Shouldn’t we train at least a little bit before the others show up?” the Panda called eager. “Salmon!” They are so committed. You sighted out loud.
Looking around, you could spot Yuuji talking to Satoru. The pink haired boy was desperately trying to hype him up, seems like Satoru was not really having it today.
Turning to your right, your eyes captured Megumi. He was observing the spectacle of Nobara, Panda and Toge in front of him. “Megumi! Move your butt over and help us!” Maki screamed at the black haired.
“I’d rather not.”
Letting out a small chuckle, which led Megumi to take a glance at you now. Looking right back at him, you squinted your eyes while smiling widely.
Moments like this made you realize how lucky you where to be here.
Still observing the boy beside you, you noticed how the collar of his neatly buttoned up shirt was kinda messy. Should I tell him? You desperately wanted to fix it. Shifting on your feet you slightly glanced over to him again. Come on y/n! Just do it for him!
Giving yourself a small pep talk you hesitantly walked up to him.
“Can I?” you asked with a small voice while pointing to his collar. It took him a second to understand what you were implying to. When he spotted his messy shirt he just nodded at you. The tips of his ears turned red after you started working your hands on his neck. Your thumbs where brushing his skin from time to time, which also led you to blush at the situation.
After you finished fixing the collar, your hands lingered on his shoulders for a little bit longer then needed. Megumi didn’t seem to mind it, he was glaring you up and down while you where still fixated at his shirt, not daring to look up. You were too scared to meet his eyes right now. The situation was already embarrassing enough. “Finished!” you said in a happy voice after catching yourself again.
“Y/N! You take on Toge, I’ll catch Panda!” Maki shouted over to where Megumi and you stood.
“On my way!”
Going on with your day, you noticed how Megumi didn’t touch his collar once after you fixed it for him.
❀ A/N: sorry if this is bad, I still have to learn how to write headcanons lol
❀ Warnings: Grammar Error / Fluff / Milk – Coffee
❀ Published:25.02.2021
✧ I love this boy so much
✧ but let‘s be real, Megumi would be too shy to really ask you out
✧ it would be more like “Hey (Y/N), you wanna catch some coffee?”
✧ will definitely act like it’s not a date, but deep down he really wants to ask you out properly
✧ his excuse would be that he wants to talk to you about the upcoming mission
✧ he would take you on a walk to a really nice and rather small coffee shop
✧ the walk would be quiet at first, Megumi has some problems talking to you because every time he glances over to you his ears would turn red
✧ he’s just not trusting his voice right now
✧ so it’s your mission now to start a conversation
✧ I see Megumi as a milk-coffee kinda guy, so when you two enter the coffee shop he gets two milk-coffee’s – he insists to pay (he wants that date feeling… poor buy is just so shy)
✧ “wait! do you even like milk-coffee?”
✧ “yes, that’s totally fine” you said while trying to hide a small giggle
✧ it would be so obvious that Megumi is nervous, pls just go with the flow and take the milk-coffee
✧ after you two got your order you sat yourself at a small table with only two chairs in a rather quiet corner
✧ it would be up to you again to start a conversation because poor guy Megumi is just starring at his coffee, grabbing it with both his hands
✧ do be fair, the conversation wouldn’t be that romantic – you both would probably talk about different fighting styles, Megumi would tell you about that new cursed weapon he borrowed from Maki
✧ he would love to just sit there and listen to you talk about life, so when you told him a story about that one prank Yuuji and you pulled on Satoru last week he zoned out, starring at your hands laying on the table
✧ he just wants to grab and hold them so so bad
✧ decides not to, because he doesn’t want to ruin the situation
✧ (just tell him that you like him so he can hold your hand damn it)
✧ when you both finished your coffee the sun already started to set
✧ so on your walk back to school it got kinda chilly
✧ “are you cold?” he’d ask you, eyeing you up and down
✧ “nah it’s fine”
✧ but he could see that you tried to warm up your hands by sliding them under your arms
✧ sadly Megumi couldn’t offer you a jacked because both of you are only wearing a hoodie (boy should have been prepared)
✧ “give me your hand” he said surprised by himself
✧ you hesitated for a second but stretched out your hand that’s on Megumi’s side
✧ but instead of holding it, he grabbed it and put it in the pocked of his hoodie together with his own hand
✧ now it was your time to turn red “t-thank you” you stumbled over your own words
✧ he didn’t say anything but the smile on his face said everything – still insecure he scratched the back of his neck with his free hand
✧ back at the dorms you just looked at each other, not knowing what tho say
✧*should I just say “bye”?* (no Megumi you should not)
✧ you wrapped your arms around the boy in front of you, hiding your blushed face in his chest
✧ he instantly tensed up, but after a few seconds he was able to slowly hug you back
✧ tomato Megumi
✧ “so… was that a date?” you mumbled in his chest
✧ “ a – a date?”
✧ “yeah, a date”
✧ “do you want it to be one?” he asked you quietly, still hugging you
✧ you just nodded you head, not trusting your voice
✧ so he just hugged you even harder and put his chin on your head
✧ “well… then I guess it was a date”
A/N
I hope you liked this headcanon. If you know things I could do better, feel free to DM me. I always want to improve myself and my writing.
❀ Warning: possible (not major) spoiler for episode 18 (haven’t watched it yet but I read the manga)
❀ A/N: Sorry this is written very messily – I just had this scenario in my head right before I took a nap and I wanted to write it down as fast as I could so I wouldn’t forget. Feel free to tell me if you’d like too read a full imagine (that’s definitely better written)
✕ If you want a full imagine about this I’ll published it after episode 19 to avoid spoiling the manga. ✕
❀ Words:161
❀ Published:14.02.2021
Megumi and Kokichi were totally exhausted. Not being able to do even more damage against the curse Hinami. Kokichi breaking down to his knees, becoming unconscious. Megumi was to follow.
His legs were shaking before they gave in completely. This is when you came around. You grabbed Megumi from the behind, before he was able to hit the ground. Your right arm under his right arm, grabbing around his body. Your left arm on his left shoulder besides his head, pointing at Hinami. You had to protect Megumi if the curse in front of you wanted to attack again.
Your right arm supported Megumis weight. Slowly gliding to the ground with him. Your were now on your knees with Megumi laying against you almost unconscious. Your left hand still pointing at Hinami. “You have to get away from here Y/N. You don’t stand a chance against him. We’ll both die here if you don’t run!” “I’m not leaving you here, Megumi.”
❀Summary: Megumi was hurt on his last mission so you took it in your own hands to take care of him!
❀A/N: If I mix up the names I’m sorry, I watched Jujutsu Kaisen in three different languages and the names get mixed up a lot. I’m not a native English speaker speaker so there will be mistakes (feel free to correct me)
❀Pairings: Megumi x Reader
❀Warnings: Grammar Error / Fluff / Blood / Bad Language
❀Published:11.02.2021
❀Words:1.742
You couldn’t believe it.
Megumi just came back from a mission that Gojo gave him a few days ago but he won’t let you allow see him. He came back a few hours ago and went straight to his room, not even looking you in the eyes. You just wanted to know if he was fine but he kept blocking every social interaction.
All you knew was that the mission included a grade 1 curse while Megumi was a grade 2 sorcerer so this shit didn’t even make sense. You were really worried, not knowing what happened.
“Megumi? Can I please come in?” it’s the fifth time now that you are were standing in front of his closed door. Shifting on your feet you waited quietly until you heard his stern voice replying. “No you can’t. Now please leave me alone.” Wow that hurt. A frustrated sigh leaving your mouth. Your best friend could be so stubborn its incredible.
Deciding if you should go to your room or just try again you saw Yuuji approaching you. “Yo!” he waved at you “He won’t let you in either?”
“No, I don’t know whats going on with him. So you also tried to talk too him?” you sigh, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. Looking at Yuuji you noticed that he also seemed kind of worried. You remember how happy he was when you first met him, this boy has definitely changed a lot.
“Well he told me to fuck off.” he said laughing. “HE SAID WHAT?”
Yuuji let out a loud laugh. “I guess he’s just really exhausted, we should give him a break and try again later” Thinking about what he just said you bit your lip. Maybe he was right and Megumi was just really tired. We’re probably just annoying him right now.
“You’re probably right. If he was really hurt he would have went to Shoko. I’ll look after him again in the evening.” you said in a monotone voice.
After the sun began to set you found yourself in the kitchen, brewing some soup. “If he won’t let me in this time I’ll pour this shit over his head!” you mumbled while stirring the soup. Grabbing a bowl of the freshly made soup you made your way to Megumis room again. Hesitantly you knocked on the door again. “Megumi? I made you some food. I haven’t seen you the whole day, you must be hungry…” You waited nervously, biting your lip.
What if I just woke him up? Oh shit this punk will kill me.
“Leave the food in front of the door, I’ll get it later.”
Wait? Is this idiot serious right now?
You couldn’t remember the last time you were this angry at your best friend because this shit just reached a whole different level. “You know what? I give a shit if you don’t want anyone to see you. Get the fuck ready because I’m coming in now”
“Y/N I dare y-” You stepped into his room, making his words die on his lips. He was laying in his bed while holding an ice pack to his lips.
Walking over to his bed and putting the soup on his nightstand you could make out some bloody tissue papers in his trash bin.
Now inspectating his face more closely you were able to see a big cut over his eyebrow and a dark purple eye. Now grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand with the ice pack away from his face, revealing a bruised lips.
“You could have just told me you were hurt.” you pressed out quietly. “You should go to Shoko”
“It’s really not that bad” he mumbled, pressing the ice against his lip again.
“That bloody shit in your trash says otherwise.” you pointed at his trash bin. “I’ll be right back, just don’t run away.”
“Where do you think I would be going looking like th-” again he was cut off by you leaving his room.
A few seconds later you came back bursting into his room again, in your hand a little package.
“Okay I guess I’ve got everything I need. Can you sit up? And put that damn ice to the side.”
Megumi put the ice on his nightstand and sat himself on the edge of his bed looking around his room. He looked everywhere but definitely not at you. After you positioned yourself in front of him you grabbed his chin softly, not wanting to hurt him any further.
“You look like shit” you said while getting out the bandages and the alcohol.
“Yeah Sherlock you don’t say” you chuckled at his stupid remark.
Putting some alcohol on a cotton wrap you padded it on the cut over his eyebrow. This angle gave you a chance to have a better look at his eyes. They were so dark, almost like obsidian. They were so deep, you almost got lost into them but Megumis hissing made you snap back. Ah right, the alcohol.
“I’m sorry, does it hurt that bad?”
“No, its fine. Just hurry please” You nodded, putting the cotton wrap away and grabbing a big band aid to put it over the cut. “This should stop the blending for now.”
“Turn your head a little bit, I need to see how badly your lips look.”
He turned his head to the side. His lips where mostly bruised but you could make out a little cut.
I can’t really patch that up but I can at least disinfect it.
Grabbing your alcohol and cotton again, you began to press it on his lips.
“Sorry this must hurt a lot”
Megumi kept quiet and just looked at you. His stare made you nervous.
Damn this boy and his beautiful eyes.
“I guess that’s all I can do for now. Do you have any more cuts or bruises I should take a look at?”
you immediately regretted your question.
“I actually got some more wounds, but I guess I can take care of them myself, it’s fine.” Oh no. If I do my job I do it correctly.
“Can you at least show them to me so I can see how bad they are. They should not get infected, you know right?”
Megumi let out a loud sight. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. Damn it, I wasn’t expecting it to be on his rips. I thought they were on his arms or some shit like that. So this was the reason why he had troubles getting up. Makes sense now.
You immediately became flustered by the pure sight of his upper body. Luckily Megumi was busy trying to not look you in the eyes.
I have to touch him. Oh please no.
You quietly did your job of disinfecting and cleaning up his wounds. His skin was pale and cold to your touch. Your eyes staring right at his upper body, not daring to look him in the eyes for just one second. Megumi was just as nervous as you were but after some minutes of acting like all of this didn’t happen, he was able to look at you cleaning his wounds. How careful you were to not hurt him.
“Y/N?” he spoke softly. You instinctively looked up, becoming even more red.
“Thank you for doing this.” he said, still staring into your eyes.
You hectically looked away, fixing your eyes on his almost patched up wounds again.
“You don’t have to thank me for that. I’ll always take care of you. No matter what.”
After you finished patching Megumi up, you packed your things together, strands of hair falling in your face. Megumi pulled his shirt over his head, being fully clothed again. The situation was awkward and even tho you really like Megumi, you wanted to get out of it.
“Guess my job is done here. Text me if you need something and I’ll come over. And eat your soup!” you said smiling at him, pointing at the soup that was still on his nightstand.
You were about to turn around, when Megumi spoke up.
“You know you could just stay here, then I don’t have to text you if I need something” he mumbled while scratching the back of his neck, not even looking you in the eyes.
You heart hammered so loud, you were scarred he would be able to hear it.
Was he serious? He wants me to stay with him over the night. This boy is joking right?
“Are your sure? Like… you want me here to stay?” you mumbled. Not really knowing what to say. You’ve gotten so nervous it’s getting ridiculous.
“Only if you want to, I thought that would be the better option” he shifted around, not knowing if what he said was wrong.
“Yeah, yeah. I guess that would be better.” you agreed by rapidly nodding, almost stumbling over your own words.
This was everything Megumi needed to hear. He lifted his blanked up to signalize you to get your ass into his bed.
Hesitantly you crawled into the bed, now laying next to him.
Megumi was laying on his back. You turned around to face him. “Can I….. you know. Can I maybe lay my hand there?” pointing at his stomach. You felt ashamed for asking to literally cuddle him, but you just couldn’t help it.
Everyone can sleep better when they cuddle something, right?
Megumi looked at you, surprised that you even asked him that. “If it helps you sleep, sure.”
You slowly slit your hands up his stomach and rested it right under the wound you just patched up before. Curling into his side you breathed his scent in. He smelled so incredibly good, it gave you butterfly’s in your belly.
“Am I not hurting you?” you asked, referring to the position you hand was in.
“You could never. Now go to sleep, you had a troublesome day with me acting like a completely asshole.” he chuckled, patting your head once, letting his hand rest on your back.
“I guess your right.” was all you where able to say, before slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.
Megumi watched you a bit longer, questioning how you both ended up like this. He always had liked you since he first laid his eyes on you. Seeing your sleeping form curled into him, made him realize how much he cared for you.
A/N
I hope you liked this imagine. If you know things I could do better, feel free to DM me. I always want to improve myself and my writing.
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
“Y/n! Braid my hair please!” Your friends asked you. You were sitting casually on the chair with your feet on the desk. People might say it’s not feminine of a girl to sit like a man. Fuck that, you didn’t care at all. You groaned loudly.
It is not that you hated doing that, you have those times that you just don’t feel like doing it. “Fine, but you three gotta treat me snacks after class.” You replied. They immediately sat down in the vacant seats beside you.
Your classroom has its islands, in every different friend group. The boys, playing mobile games besides the window, the other girls sleeping in the front, and the others were absent or skipped class, it was vacant time after all. Kids from other classes also came inside. Because they hot separated this year and wanted to hang out with them.
As you finished braiding the two, itadori from the other room, came inside so casually and talked to the bays, laughing and even doing their things. You were facing the boy’s direction while you braided your friend’s hair.
And you also noticed the stared you felt coming from them, especially itadori. You stared at your classmate and squinted your eyes as if you’re asking him indirectly if there’s something wrong with you, why they were looking at you like that.
Moments later, itadori stood up and walked towards you. The boys behind him cheered like kids in the playground. You raised your head as you see your peripheral vision that someone was walking towrds you.
You raised both of your eyebrows and asked, “hm? do you need anything?”
Without any hesitation, he straightly said.
“I have a crush on you y/n.”
⁰⁰⁴.notes: Not gonna lie but this is one of my experience back in 9th grade, HAHAHAH pls, i was really caught off guard because of that, i couldn’t say anything and it made me speechless. But my friend after that said that maybe they’re palying with me because im so easy to fool T-T + his attitude is really like yuuji omg 0///0 +++ i will be back posting again after finals !! <33
