#jjk shoko

[abbyslev]

casual || shoko ieiri

a/n: blame chappell roan for this leave me out of it

warnings: smut and angst lol maybe i’ll write a part two

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you lay on your back, silk sheets softly rubbing your skin.

the smell of cigarettes fills your nose. your chest rose up and down, trying to catch your breath. you lift your hand up, feeling the warmth of her cigarette slip between your fingers.

you inhale it once before handing it back to her. the warm air filled your chest, blowing the rest out of your nose. you turned your back to her, closing your eyes. she traced the scratch marks on your back, placing a warm kiss down every one of them. “you’re so pretty.” she kissed your neck, wrapping her arms around you. if only it was like this forever.

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“i’ll see you guys next week.” nanami waved to all of you, minus gojo.

“good bye!” you slurred out, pulling out the keys to your apartment. “you’re too drunk, baby.” shoko was behind you, helping you put the keys into the door, kissing your neck. you stumbled in, shoko holding you from your waist. “slow down, baby.” she turned you around, kissing you softly.

“you were killing me with this dress, you know that right?” she tugged at your straps, making her way down your neck. “you eyed me down like crazy.” you teased back. “almost got us caught.” she pulled her hair from her neat ponytail.

oh yeah. you had forgotten. you guys weren’t “out” or whatever shoko had said. you guys were nothing more than close best friends to the world. it hurt your heart, knowing she had confessed her love to you, endless night making love, endless pet names and lovely touches from her.

“‘m sorry.” you leaned into her. “it’s okay, princess. just made me think of you a lot. can’t leave much up to the imagination in this dress, especially gojo. you know how he feels about you.” she giggled, slowly unzipping your dress.

she pushed you against the couch, pulling your dress completely off your body. she kissed down your body, praising you each time she kissed you. she took off her pants, straddling your lap. she leaned down, her hands toying with your clit. “i love you, baby.” she kissed you, suppressing your words and moans.

“i love you, i love your body. i love everything about you.” she kissed your nape, her fingers inside of you now. “shoko.” you whispered, back arching against the couch. “i love you so much, my baby.” She pushed your hips down, her fingers sliding in and out of you, her pace quickening with every word.

you wanted to cry. she said these things to you, but did she really mean it? where you just someone to fuck after a stressful day? someone to toy around? but god, you were so in love with her, everything about her. you’d pretend like you weren’t hurt after you’d try and hold her hands, just for her to slip hers away and play it off. when she’s pick someone else to sit by instead of you, avoid eye contact and only answer at night. she’d only show up at night when she craved you.

you held her wrist, eyes rolling back. “cum for me, baby, show me how much you love me.” she looked straight into your eyes, lust filled in them as your body shook, nails scratching her back, her name coming out in sobs.

you push her away, sitting up. shoko pulled away, eyes lowering. you get up, rushing to your bathroom. she stood up, watching as you slammed the door. you threw a shirt on that was on your floor, hands combing through your messy hair. loud sobs echoed through the apartment.

“are you okay, did i hurt you?” shoko knocked on the door. you held your chest, tears pouring out of your eyes. “let me in.” shoko jiggled the doorknob. it scared her honestly.

you finally understood. you were nothing but a fuck toy for her, something to keep her entertained at night, someone to make her feel alive. you thought she was in love with you. you thought maybe you’d get married and leave all this sorcerer bullshit behind.

“just leave.” you cried, head leaning against the door. “i’m not leaving. what’s wrong?” she tried opening the door again. “let me in, princess.” the name made you spiral all over again.

“just go! you don’t even care about me!” your hands gripped the floor, loud sobs ripping from your chest. “i’m not leaving. i do care about you, what are you talking about?” shoko’s brows furrowed. you stood up slowly, unlocking the door. shoko slowly opened it, meeting your tired eyes. your makeup was ruined and your shirt was wet.

she came in for a hug. you pushed her off, tears brimming again. “what is wrong with you?” shoko frowned. “you don’t even like me. i’m nothing but someone to fuck, aren’t i? you don’t ask me on dates, you don’t even look my direction outside of my house. fuck, nanami pays my tab because you don’t even look at me.” you cried. she stayed silent, at loss of words.

“save your fucking breath. i understand now. i was so stuoud, falling in love with you. i’m a hookup.” you step back, face falling into your hands. “i wasn’t supposed to get attached. this was casual to you.” you cried.

“i’m sorry. i sm in love with you, i just…i don’t want to lose you.” “you’re a fucking liar. get out, it’s to late to save your ass.” you sob, shaking your hair. “please…” she held her hand out.

she stepped back, her hands meeting the bathroom door handle. “i’m sorry…” she closed the door behind her.

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First time fucking around with this style ig? Really trying to get my colour underway.

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The one that left you.

The one that you left.

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[melminli]

𝗡𝗼 𝗦𝘂𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘀 - 𝟬𝟯

pairing: jjk x fem. reader

summery - you win some, you lose some and sometimes you just lose.

word count: 1.4k

content: x reader, pre canon au, genshin impact inspired themes, crack, fluff, (in the future: manga spoilers, angst, gojo satoru x reader...)

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tokyo, september 19 2005

you watched your opponent with a sharp gaze, eyes observing his slightest movement so that you could react quickly to possible sneaky tricks. you couldn't afford any more mistakes. It was all or nothing.

"oh! it's my turn." satoru announced happily, reaching for a card in his hand to add to the pile between you two. "I want red, and you have to draw four ~ " he said in a happy mood while pointing to the draw pile where only a few cards were left.

that fake ass snake. he acted so innocent, but you know him well enough not to notice the pure evil aura behind that fake smile of his. we're gonna play just for fun. who cares who wins? my ass. as if i believe you. your dear friend here had suggested the game and won every single round after those words. satoru wasn't really the guy you should play card games with or board games. let's just say games in general.

shoko looked to the gojo with a bitter smile. "if he wins this round again, i'll kill myself."

you replied to her with a monotone voice while thinking about your next move. "yeah, me too." you looked at your cards. you really didn't want to draw those four cards since you already had way too many in your hand anyway. what was even worse was that satoru had significantly less. maybe it wasn't the best idea to play with twenty cards, but i hoped it would give me an advantage. you had to risk it and start the fight. "you want red? here you go, have red," you said, laying down a draw two card.

satoru blinked a few times before looking at you. "i thought you said we couldn't put a draw two card on top of a draw four card?" satoru asked you, confused.

you avoided looking into his creepy blue eyes. "what, i never said that. i think suguru did. the game is between you and me, though, so that doesn't really matter, right?" you said casually.

his eyes narrowed slightly. "i feel like you're gaslighting me, but whatever." he placed a yellow draw two cards in return and meanwhile looked at you with a confident look. "won't change the fact that you will lose."

he started to show his true colors. from now on, it really was all or nothing. the number of cards that had to be drawn kept multiplying, and the defeat of the person who had to draw them all was clear as day. you had reached your last few cards, and you were forced to put all your hopes in this one card since the other few were just basic numbers.

you placed it with a heavy heart on the pile, and your breath got caught in your throat for a moment, as did geto's and shoko's while you all looked at satoru. you couldn't read his next move with his poker face on, but your instincts were running wild. "satoru." you warned him. "don't do it."

he exhaled as if he was sorry. you knew for a fact that this was not the case. "i'm not one of the strongest by just letting my opponents win." he spoke out and, without mercy, placed the last draw two card of the game on the pile.

geto sighed out in disappointment. "i can't believe it. he's going to do the dance again."

"that's why i said i was going to kill myself, but as expected, no one cares."

you threw your cards on the table, pretty pissed off, and didn't even want to continue the game anymore since it would only further embarrass your defeat. your forehead was on the table, so you only heard satoru's little victory song. "i am satoru, and I'm so cool! and every loser in this room smells like poo!" he finished contentedly. "that song, by the way, was written by six year old me because i was winning every game back then, and i have been doing it ever since."

geto rolled his eyes in annoyance. "of course you do."

"i know, right? i'm just so good at everything and also incredibly hot. it's actually kinda spooky." satoru retorted, deliberately ignoring his friend's sarcastic tone. he then turned his attention to you, whose face was still lying depressed on the table. he nudged your head with his index finger. "you know, if you transferred to our school, we could have this much fun every day..."

that was supposed to be fun? "no thanks, i'm good." you declined without hesitation.

"wait a second." shoko interfered and approached the subject with caution. she didn't know why, but she had a feeling it was a touchy subject. "even if the idea comes from satoru, it might not be such a bad idea, right?"

you lifted your head from the table and looked at the others a little uncertainly. geto joined in as he added. "at least think about it."

it wasn't really something you could decide. your family had nothing against jujutsu schools particularly, but they were very strict about sharing information. training with others outside the family or going on missions and deliberately revealing your own cursed technique was considered taboo. that's why you were homeschooled.

although you had stopped caring about all those unnecessary rules quite a while ago. if you were honest with yourself right now, you were just using your family to avoid the question. "my mom's not a fan of public schools," you finally replied. after everything they did to you, you had every right to use them as an excuse.

satoru didn't back down. "i could talk to your mother and convince her to let you join."

you imagined how that would go and cringed inwardly. "please don't."

if you had to face the core of what was bugging you with the whole thing, it would probably be the fact that you didn't think you were cut out for the jujutsu world. you were born into it and therefore were forced to enter it, but you didn't really want to have to do anything with it on a personal level.

if someone gave you the choice between the life of a normal girl who meets her friends after school to go to karaoke or a girl who had to train after meditating every day only to die young at the hands of an ugly curse, you would choose the first one. maybe you were a bit biased. there were probably some good sides to being a jujutsu sorcerer, but you didn't care, really. you would choose the first option without hesitation.

it's because you would much rather be ignorant than carry all this burden on your shoulders. it just wasn't fair.

though, if i decided to live a normal life right now, i would have to leave them behind as well. you looked up at the three faces, who waited hopefully for a positive answer. before them, i didn't have to worry about who i would leave behind in this scenario, but now...

you sighed. "okay, i will think about it. but it is a maybe for now." you decide to say and see the faces of the three of them light up as if you had said that you had already packed your stuff and would move into one of the free rooms tomorrow.

"yippee!" satoru exclaimed happily and threw his arms in the air.

everyone stopped what they were doing, and the eyes of you three looked at the guilty person judgmentally. "who says yippie after the age of fife? this is so embarrassing." asked shoko, confused.

satoru threw his head back in annoyance. why did you guys always have to destroy his fun to get him down. he didn't deserve this. "sorry, that i'm not some emo who recoils and cringes at the tiniest happy emotion." he spat out annoyed. "go sit in a corner and cry about it if it bugs you that much."

shoko's forehead throbbed with anger. "you little asshole. i hope your teeth fall out."

to be continued...

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[getodrools]

Rubbing pretty clits with Shoko, only for a needy Gojo to come up right behind you and slide himself in between your sloshing pussies... You groan into an outcry, head knocking back into his broad shoulder, "Toru 〜"

The rubbing of fat mounds sickly sweet, keep your mouth agape, moaning a mix of their names in utter bliss. All while Gojo is busy sandwiching the fat of his cock past slippery folds as you slide around. Each barrel, his pelvis hits your doughy globes hard, forcing your grip on Shoko's waist to tweeze. It's cute though, catching how a petal of fingerprints wake in her pale flesh.

He'd try hard to dismiss his needy attention, to not fully come between you girls – nipping at the shell of your ear, but his hips buck eagerly; fucking himself between those soft and warm pillows that sap at his base, and each time the oozing capped tip peaked out — prodding with a hard thump, it nubs right at your clits, purely adding all to the slippery, wet fun...

The next day you're scissoring with Shoko again; her pretty, and snowy plush thighs knobbly between yours… But this time a needy Getō is below your working bodies, keeping a stiff dick between your pussies like a pole trapped in snow.

Suguru is wrecked, his hair is sticking to that dewey face that could only scrunch up in euphoria as he shamelessly lays back, watching how both you pretty girls practically hotdog his fat meat... You could feel him throbbing as you rub along his length with Shoko, knowing she could say the same, watching how she sucks in her rosey, bottom lip… Even feeling puffy folds glide against hers when you'd mush yourself just a little harder.

Every ridden face growing tight. Damp mounds engorge and slide up and down Geto's swelled-up length with haste, and each time you'd reach the pearled crown, puffy clits would kiss… He'd spill out just a little more too; the mushing of you both was practically milking him, making ease for you girls to prod messier — faster in thrumming need...

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