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i'm thinking too much about nanami lately. god he's the definition of dilf. i would do anything for him

oh, no, yeah definitely. i... unfortunately am not a nanami fucker but the fics always, are SO good that i can’t help but read. he’d be so doting and kind and sweet but also so strict when he needs to put you in your place. the literal definition of sweet in the streets and freak in the sheets or however the saying goes LMFAO. respectful of boundaries, complimenting you, doing those stupidly cute things like kissing your temple and muttering sweet nothings into your ear

but then when you get home... ah, he’s going to force you down his dick, mouth hot and heavy with your saliva and his pre-cum and he’s just so big that you have catch your breath every time you go down on him. but he praises you, he does, dipping his thumb into your mouth to feel his cum in your mouth.

“mhm, you’re doing so well, open your mouth. show me.” and you obey, showing the white, gooey cum that he’s given you on your tongue. nanami likes to caress your face gently, “swallow.”

when nanami gives head though, it’s you, you, you, tongue lapping at your cunt, whether you’re on his face or in the bedsheets, your thighs always need to be wrapped around his ears. all the while you’re coating the lower half of his face in your juices as he makes you cum once, twice, thrice, god you lost count. “god, you taste so good, princess.” and you’re whining, grasping at the sheets, while his strong, strong hands are holding your thighs down. when you thrash around too much, he lands smacks onto your thigh and absolutely punishes you by removing his mouth. ah, what a bastard

nanami loves the plea in your eyes, words struggling to come out. “will you be a good girl? hm?” and he’s serious on hearing your words, “c’mon, i can’t make my princess cum unless i hear her. will you. be. a good girl?”

nanami likes to cum in you but that could just be my breeding kink acting up. if you don’t want that he likes to cum either on your stomach or cunt <3 likes the intimacy of missionary but also can go really rough when he sees you all splayed out for him. another second fav position of his is mating press, either pressed to your chest or on his shoulders. basically wants to see your face when he’s fucking deep into you ^^

no i can’t do this man

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wraps his arms around your waist loosely while you straddle him, one of your hands gripping his shoulder as you try your best to talk about your day like he asked you to, the feeling of his cock twitching inside your now dripping cunt overwhelming as you sit still. “mm, go on, sweetheart.” he knows how badly you want him to take care of you, to make you scream his name after a long day but he couldn’t pass up on his favorite time of day when he gets to bury his cock into your pretty pussy and relax with you in his arms. “just a little longer, promise. then i’ll fuck you like you deserve, okay? i know my good girl can handle that.”

OSAMU, sakusa, akaashi, meian, aran, semi, iwaizumi, tomas, SUGAWARA, kita, KUROO

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Atsumu Miya Always Delivers

WARNINGS: 18+ (NSFW) (MDNI), f!reader x Miya Atsumu, oral (m!receiving & f!receiving), fingering (f!receiving), recording, squirting (multiple times), use of pet name (pretty and baby), unprotected sex.

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Atsumu looks away, crossing his arms over his chest with a deep, offended scowl on his usually playful expression. That just makes you laugh even harder, actually clutching your abdomen in hopes that it would somehow decrease the ache in your stomach from laughing so much.

“I really don’t see what’s so funny about it,” Atsumu grumbles, his brow furrowing even more.

You do your best to contain your laughter, wiping a single tear that has rolled down your cheek. You steady your breathing, looking at him with watery eyes. Atsumu pouts, making you snicker, which makes him glare at you from the corner of his eye.

“Did you really just say that you’d make me ‘scream and cum like a pornstar’?” you ask, pressing your lips into a thin line to suppress your laughter.

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"where are you running off too?" [nsfw]

note: crawling or moving away from hq boys while they’re going to pound town. this is definitely not self-indulgent I just think the phrase is extremely hot

warnings: hair pulling, manhandling, vulgar language, degradation, slapping, choking, spit roasting, mentions of implied female body parts

featuring: iwaizumi, bokuto, kuroo, tsukishima, oikawa, kageyama, atsumu

bokuto, who man of his size often forgets just how strong he is. what doesn't help is his never wavering stamina to go with it. his grasp on your hips is firm and surely is going to leave bruises behind. he pounds into you loud and messy. the sound of skin on skin drowns out your whimpering and crying. each time he slams back into you your breath is knocked out of your system. "k-kou, 'is too much!" you squirm, wiggling away from his body. you attempt to push at his thighs and the frosted-tipped-haired man grumbles, quickly pulling you back so your ass is flush against him. when you try to move away again, he simply pulls your body up before turning you around so you're now facing him. you think he's finally listening to you but then he takes your legs and throws them over his shoulders. pressing them up further to your chest so that you are in a mating press, he groans when he sinks back into you. there's an obscene squelch from how wet and messy the two of you are and you can’t help but clench around him. he bites and nibbles on your ear before saying, "baby, don't be difficult. let me fuck you like how I know you need to be fucked, okay?"

atsumu who gets antsy at a team dinner because he can’t get over how beautiful you look. from the minute you stepped in you have had several over people turning their heads to look at you. he’s very proud of having you as his significant other and puffs out his chest, bragging about you to whoever he can whenever because he knows he’s lucky. but eventually he starts to get pouty when he feels like eyes have been lingering on you for too long. the setter politely announces you two need to leave early, only for him to drag you inside the backseat of his car to fuck you out of possessiveness. your legs are over his shoulders as he rams into you. eyes roll to the back of your head as he hits your sweet spot repeatedly. and after both of you cum once atsumu’s pace doesn’t falter. it’s clear you both are too sensitive right now but he ignores that. you find yourself scooting your shaking upper body towards the door and against the window. atsumu only pouts before he grabs your neck and pins you even harder to the seat. "w-why are yer trying to run away? depriving me of ma pussy is so rude baby. its mine, right? and this fat cock is nobody’s but yers, so just sit tight and take it.”

oikawa taunts you for whining and saying that "it's too much". he prides himself in the fact that he knows his dick is a lot to handle but he also prides himself in knowing that you're a slutty whore who can take whatever, and whoever-even his best friend at the same time as him. you didn't know that iwaizumi had been watching the two of you fuck. and you didn't know that oikawa brought him to join you two. that’s how you find yourself stuffed and filled with two cocks. both men relieving their stress by using you. oikawa takes your sweet ass and iwa fills your pretty mouth up with his delicious cock. the athletic trainer grunts as he fucks your mouth, blessed that at least once he could experience what it felt like. oikawa’s eyes are zeroed in on your cunt and how you suck him in. you feel so full and overwhelmed that you try to move back from both men. your restlessness doesn’t go unoticed by oikawa and he slaps your ass. “don’t move, not until all your holes have been stuffed full.” the setter snaps. he thrusts so hard into you from behind that you end up taking more of iwa in your throat. he moans loudly at the motion and the gagging come from your mouth. he then laughs and tilts your head up so you’re looking at him before saying, “yeah princess-mmhm fuck-don’t run away. it’s rude not to finish your meal.”

kuroo who absolutely gets drunk off of watching the two of you fuck in front of the mirror. he loves seeing and hearing all the cries and whimpers that come out of you, and bursts of pride run through him because he knows he’s the cause of it. but one thing that will drive him absolutely insane is eye contact. when he looks at you through the mirror while balls deep in your cunt, he can’t help but move his hips faster. harder. this motion causes you to cry out and attempt to move away from him due to how harsh he is. kuroo only scowls before he grabs you by your hair and pulls your body flush to his chest. your back arches against him and he doesn’t hesitate to ruthlessly drive into you so that you’re seeing stars. the fucking is obscenely loud but he doesn’t hesitate to bend down and say into your ear, “where are you going? i’m not done with you yet. not until you get to fully see how fucked dumb you can be from my cock. that’ll teach you not to run away from me.”

kageyama who came home from practice still high on adrenaline. you’re making dinner in the kitchen and greet him sweetly when he comes to say hi. something is odd about the way he is unusually quiet. that confusion is quickly gone once you feel him slither his arms around your waist, hard on pressing into your back. next thing you know, you’re bent over the kitchen counter whining out pleas of, “slow down tobio” and, “too much too much!” while he’s pounding your ass. you try to squirm your way from between him and the surface and feel his grip on your hips tighten before pinning you harder against the counter. now you could really feel every inch of his cock inside of you. kageyama whines and buries his head in your neck, kissing the sensitive skin. he shuts his eyes tight as the only thing he can think of is your addicting cunt and it’s warmth. “baby please, need to feel all of you. need to be buried so deep in your pretty pussy. you can let me have this, yea? don’t runaway, need to be as close to you as possible. gonna fill you up so good.”

tsukishima who cant stand how annoyingly attractive you are. it’s much worse over time as your relationship has established because you know exactly how to rile him up. so when you show up to one of his volleyball practices for the sendai frogs, short skirt and thigh highs, flirting with everyone in plain sight–he sees red. he’s eerily quiet on the drive home, neither talking nor looking at you at all. when you reach the front door you feel bad by that point and open your mouth to apologize. “i-” “shut the fuck up.” he snaps. the next few events happen fast when he’s storming over to you, carrying and throwing you onto your shared bed. he pulls your underwear to the side, pushing his shorts and briefs to his ankles before sheathing into you hard. his hulking figure consumes you and it’s all too much for your senses, causing you to babble and cry. you try to discreetly scoot yourself up in the bed so he won’t notice but freeze when you hear a cold chuckle and harsh yank on your body. “who the fuck said you could runaway? brats like you need to fully take their punishment. stay fucking still or i’m gonna fuck your ass so hard you’ll be struggling to remember how to walk.”

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Fallen Angel - Sukuna

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sorry but isn't cooing like so fucking degrading???

LIKE you're there crying and begging and simply whimpering under your fav's weight, shivering at the calculated brush of their fingers over your hot skin when they suddenly start PROMISING you that everything would be okay, that you're doing SO well for them and that you taste so fucking good and perfect and sweet fuck i mean thank you for the praise mate but like if you're going to be using THAT tone with me it's gonna' automatically turn my head into mushed spinachーand you're going to be dealing with your baby genuinely babbling like one next fr glー😵😵💫

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Guys that get easily jealous, but instead of being mean maniacs and punishing you. He turns all soft and gooey, like a clingy baby. He feels insecure, and you’ll only notice that once you see him sulking alone once you get home. So you decided to embrace him, making sure he feels loved and that you would never abandon him.

So when you comfort him, it usually ends up in a very clingy make out session, that soon turns into clingy sex. What is clingy sex you may ask, it’s him breeding you and marking you up. You both sitting up, him moving you up and down on his laps and thrusting his hips up and down too. His face buried into your shoulders and neck, kissing and biting the area. His arms having a tight grip on you, though it may be tight, he was making sure not to harm you or make you uncomfortable, he was clinging onto you like you were a fragile bird that would flee if he lets go, but would break if he gets too rough. He’s just so in love and scared of losing you. Mumbling and muttering words like.

“Never letting you go.” “Don’t leave me okay love?” “No one can fuck you like I do right princess?” “God I love you so much you know?”

He says while fucking you stupid, you could feel his cum dripping out while he swirls his hips and thrusts up. You could feel how he delicious hits that spot of yours that makes you let out the most gluttonous moans. You could actually here him sniffle and whimper when you don’t reply to him when he says “I love you” while fucking you stupid. At one point you’re just so tired you have to tell him he’s already fucked you stupid and that it was hard for you to say anything.

And boy that made him happy, sadly for you that meant the night was nowhere near ending. “It’s okay baby, keep saying my name then, I’ll make it so that I’ll be the only one you can think of. You’ll let me do that won’t you?” He whispers into your ears huskily, god, the things you do to him. He swore that he’ll find a way to have you stay with him. But he thinks making you addicted to his dick might just be the easiest way, and he can’t deny that he’s not addicted to you sweet hole. The way you clench, the way you claw his back, the way you hold onto him as you release, basically everything you do has him head over heels.

-BOKUTO (istg this has him written all over it), USHIJIMA, KITA, HINATA, AKAASHI, ASAHI, YAMAGUCCI, Kageyama, Osamu(possibly)

-ZHONGLI, KAZUHA, THOMA, Xiao(maybe he wont be crying but he’d def be clingy)

-Aizawa(honestly im planning on writing jealous but with punishments, and I see this man as both, honestly Hawks too)

-NANAMI, Gojo(i feel like if gojo ever got attached he’d be a clingy baby, and I also see him being a jerk about it, he’ll most def be in part two of this lmaooo), Dilf! Megumi(it’s the vibe)

-CHUUYA, ATSUSHI, Ranpo, Dazai(note: Chuuya, Ranpo and Dazai are a hit or miss they’re def appearing in the punishing one—)

-you and he favs uwu

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i'd love to ask how these two images are of the same person but at this point i'll just stare and politely say thank you to the almighty deities for letting me live in the same timeline of his existence

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Hoshina Soshiro | Kaiju No. 8

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Hello!! It's me again!!

This time with a request! To be honest I want to request two fandoms, so here we go! Feel free to make changes as you'd like!

May I request nap time hc please? Just a simple, nap time ! For Kuroo, oikawa ( haikyuu) and kazutora and Mitsuya ( tokyo rev.) Please?

Again, if it is too many character choose the ones you feel comfy with!

Thank you !!

NAP TIME WITH THEM

pairings: Kuroo Tetsuro, Oikawa Tōru (hq), Hanamiya Kazutora, Mitsuya Takashi (tr)

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

a/n: I totally forgot the fact I was on Tumblr- its just I forgot about all my social apps coz I was obsessed with bj alex and really sorry for responding late bdjsiu- anyways thx for requesting^^

[Kuroo Tetsurou]

ღ Honestly speaking he isn’t very good with napping with you.

ღ He'd always toss and turn in his sleep, unless you're laying on his chest or cuddling.

ღ Kuroo insists every time you nap that he gets to put his head in your lap, on your stomach, or on your chest.

ღ Kuroo really loves your voice, if you sing or hum he will constantly ask you to sing to him.

ღ He instantly falls asleep when you run your fingers through his hair.

[Tōru Oikawa]

ღ Love taking naps. CUDDLES CUDDLES CUDDLES.

ღ During naps he asks you about your day and what all happened.

ღ Eventually falls asleep- but hear me out he tries trust me he tries, tries his best to stay up until you falls asleep first, and fails drastically-.

ღ unconsciously rubs your back in his sleep.

ღ loves sleeping on your chest especially, after a long tiring day. it makes him relax and he thinks they are squishy >:3

[Mitsuya Takashi]

ღ CEO of naps

ღ won't sleep a wink until you fall in deep slumber.

ღ if he notices you're having a bad day he'd call in for a nap to talk everything out and be prepared for cuddles and love <3.

ღ lowkey likes being the small spoon, fits perfect between your legs and chest.

ღ at rare occasions his sisters might tag along.

[Hanemiya Kazutora]

ღ as for kazutora naps are for 3-4 hrs-

ღ it’s rare for him to be overtly touchy with you, as he comes from a not so affectionate family.

ღ he'll get all whiney when you would get up to use the bathroom please protect him-

ღ Hates silence with cuddling. Has to be conversation or else it’s too awkward.

ღ clingy like a koala

a/n: sorry it's short :D

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Pairing. Geto x Fem!Reader

Summary. "I've known him since we were kids, and trust me when I say that he'll fuck you and forget about it."

Rating. Explicit/ NSFW

WC. 1.4k +

CW/ TW. College AU, Fuckboy!Geto, Shy!Reader, Slightly Obsessive Behavior, Drug Usage (weed, although not by the reader), Drinking, Dry Humping, Heavy Petting

AN. I broke this up into two parts because it was getting pretty long.

Part 1

When you met Geto at a frat party that your roommate Shoko forced you to attend, the first thought that ran through your mind was how unmistakably hot he was, albeit a little intimidating—the type you’d usually avoid.

And you tried your best not to give away what you were thinking as you took in his long, dark hair tied back into a bun. And a silky short-sleeve button-up exposing a broad, slightly tanned chest where a few necklaces dangled low between his pecs. He had a dragon tattoo that started at his ribs and trailed down beyond his shirt…

You almost felt a little underdressed standing beside him in just a cropped sweater and tennis skirt.

"Hey, I'm Geto," he said in a voice so smooth and deep that it took you a moment to realize he had been talking to you.

Embarrassment swam through your veins as you shyly gave him your name and hid behind Shoko until the heat in your face went away. Geto merely smiled and brought his red solo cup up to his mouth with a hand covered in rings.

It wasn't until after your head was a little fuzzy from a few fruity drinks, that you felt yourself relax around him, slowly getting over your initial bashfulness. The slight buzz helped you hold a long enough conversation with him for you to find out that he was actually pretty easy to talk to.

Eventually, both of you moved into the corner of the living room on a lumpy old couch where Geto sat with you in his lap, casually talking about random things while he took long drags from a blunt you let him roll up on your thigh.

He offered you a hit, to which you politely declined, and you thought this would put him off at first—but it didn’t. In fact, he pulled you along with him when he leaned back further into the couch, his voice now close enough that it was gently humming against your eardrums over the loud music.

Geto turned his head to blow out another hazy cloud of smoke before leaning in to ask if he could have a taste of your drink.

“S-sure,” you nodded, about to give him your cup, only to freeze at the feel of his soft lips pressing against yours.

He huffed out a laugh when you squeaked in surprise—the smell of weed on his breath making you slightly light-headed. The taste of mint and cheap vodka graced your tastebuds when his tongue sought out yours, which had you sighing into his mouth and subtly rubbing your thighs together. And before you could even return the kiss, he’d pulled away with a wry smile.

“Tastes good,” he hummed, a warm hand gently running along your thigh. “Can I have another?” Yet you were already leaning in before he could finish asking.

He started texting and calling you often after that night.

You thought he was sweet, in his own way—little things that managed to make your heart flutter and smile whenever he wasn't looking. He’d bring you coffee on days you’d stay up too late studying and tuck hair behind your ear when it’d fall out of place.

Whenever Shoko wasn’t around, both of you would hang out in your room, lazily making out on your soft comforter.

Sometimes it went further than that, where the messy grinding and needy kisses weren’t enough, and his hand would tease up your skirt to smooth over with your warm center through damp panties. Although, it didn’t go beyond dry-humping and heavy petting because everything else was pretty foreign to you.

There was something about him that was almost dangerous when you told him this, his eyes flashing with a look you couldn’t decipher. But it dissolved with a syrupy smile as he squeezed your hips, “it’s okay, we’ll take it slow.”

It made you fall a little more for him.

A month goes by since you’d first met Geto, and you could only keep the secret from Shoko for so long before she finally caught you smiling over a text he’d sent one day. She wasn’t as upset as you’d expected she’d be about you keeping this from her; instead, she almost seemed… disappointed.

She warned you not to take anything Geto says seriously because he liked to run the same script on every girl he met.

"I've known him since we were kids, and trust me when I say that he'll fuck you and forget about it,” she told you, pointing her coffee spoon in your direction.

“Oh.”

At the look of dejection on your face, Shoko reached over and patted your shoulder. "I just don't want to see you getting hurt, alright?"

You pondered over what Shoko said in your room, wondering if the Geto you’d come to know was really as terrible as she made him sound. The concept of asking him yourself about what his intentions were, had popped up a few times, though you doubted someone who played around would give you an honest answer.

He messaged you that night, inviting you to a party his fraternity was throwing.

Are you coming?– Geto

You told him you needed to study for a test coming up… But Shoko dragged you to it anyway.

You scanned the crowd for a familiar head of long, dark hair until you got dizzy from turning your head so much. But just when you were about to give up and message him instead, you spotted him from where you stood in the dimly-lit kitchen, and what you saw had your heart sinking bitterly in your chest.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to you after what Shoko warned you about earlier, yet…

As you watched Geto share a blunt with the girl in his lap—her giggles reaching you from the other side of the room at whatever he was whispering into her ear. A part of you wondered if someone else had looked at you with the same amount of pity when they witnessed you falling so easily for Geto’s soft-spoken words.

He’d caught your wide-eyed gaze from across the crowd with his bloodshot one, though you didn’t stick around long enough to see what he did after that because you were already walking back home.

You were a bit heartbroken over it for the first few days—ignoring his texts he’d send late at night and leaving for class earlier than usual to avoid bumping into him.

Although, it was inevitable for you not to see him since he shared the same friend group as your roommate. He’d come over for movie nights or whenever he needed to borrow notes from Shoko for a class.

You kept a safe distance away from him; instead, you sat next to Gojo when there was nowhere else to sit in your cramped living room, someone Geto didn’t seem to care for.

At parties, you no longer paid attention to where he was in the room, choosing to stick by Shoko and her girlfriend the entire time. But if you did happen to look over, you’d find that Geto’s eyes had been on you the entire night, sneering as you talked and laughed with other guys.

This went on for two more months, of Geto trying to get you to notice him and you acting like he didn’t exist. It bothered him for reasons he couldn’t put his finger on. He had a different girl warming his bed almost every weekend, and he never batted an eye when they stopped talking to him once they found out that he wasn’t exactly interested in anything other than sex.

Yet, here you were, taking over his every thought like the plague.

He saw you walking around campus with guys that were nothing like him—guys that probably didn’t get high five days out of the week, that willingly took you out on proper dates. He’d find himself getting annoyed when he saw the new number of male friends on your Instagram, all of them liking and commenting how pretty you were.

Geto wondered if you held out for them too or if one of them managed to taint the innocence you wrapped yourself with before he could.

And some dark, twisted part of him wanted to find out.

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Calm Before The Storm | Geto Suguru/F!Reader

He holds you in the dark. It’s always felt like that for years.

content tags: past relationship. mild sexual content. angst. grief/mourning. unresolved emotional tension. implied relative’s death. geto means well but there’s a bit of emotional manipulation. post-hidden inventory arc. jujutsu kaisen manga spoilers. sadly unedited.

a/n: happy belated birthday, suguru. here’s your angst fic. this is probably the most overused trope/storyline for all geto/reader fics out there haha, but i’m gonna contribute anyway because this tragic bastard hurt me a lot.

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“… you’re not supposed to be here.”

Suguru turns his head at you from the couch. His hand is half-raised for a wave but it drops back to the armrest; the warmth he always exudes around you follows after, only this calm. A draft that leaves you feeling colder inside.

“Oh, where am I supposed to be?” he asks, not unkindly. 

The feigned obliviousness of his tone is almost playful, but you can’t tell if he is taunting you, or teasing you into a sense of ease because isn’t he always looking out for everyone like that? The way he can read the room, absolve all the tension with a smile.

“In hiding,” you say, crossing your arms in a show of aloofness. “Don’t exactly want to be seen conspiring with a wanted cursed user.”

Suguru chuckles. Good-natured, casual. Lacking all the gravity that stagnates between the both of you. “Really, conspiring?”

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Please I beg of you please

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idk what possessed me to write this in the middle of me studying physics but here's a short drabble if my love, geto <3

(also idk how tumblr works so i don't know how to enable the "story under the cut" feature 😥)

major jjk manga spoliers ahead ⚠️⚠️

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you heard your doorbell ringing. you scurried over to open the door, only to welcome your bloodied boyfriend, suguru.

"sugu are you hurt anywhere? oh dear, come in, i'll patch you up." you took his hand and pulled him into your house. you quickly sat him at your dining table. before you could even fetch your first aid kit, his hand weakly stopped your movements.

"you don't need to do anything." he said.

you wonder, tilting your head in confusion. "ah, are you not hurt then? thank god-"

"im tired [y/n]."

"what happened darling?" you slowly took his large fingers into your palm and kissed it, not caring that it is coated with dry flakes of blood.

"why do we have to put our lives on line for stupid monkeys like you to maintain peace of this land?" he confessed.

you were taken aback from that confession that your boyfriend made. "monkeys ..?" you questioned, not quite following what he said.

"why can't i just kill every non-sorcerors so that we," he squeezed your hands, punctuating we, as in jujutsu sorcerers, "so that we, could just .. live in peace."

you sucked in a breath, realising the predicament your facing. you softly chuckled and released your hands from his, slowly walking towards your kitchen.

"why are you laughing? do you think that this is funny?" he asked.

"everybody has their breaking point darling, and you have reached your breaking point." you calmly answered the man, reaching out to a cup and filling it with water.

"how do you-"

"it's funny how i asked this exact same question to yaga sensei the other day, and how he begged me to not tell any of you." you opened a sachet, pouring the powder in your cup, letting the fainting sizzling of the bubbled to die down.

"i admit that we humans are selfish. i wouldn't say the same for your higher ups as well." you heard a chuckle from that man. "did i hit the spot?" you smiled, knowing that the man sensed your smile.

"you never seem to miss."

"what do you plan to do now?"

"i just killed my parents. i came here to tell things and maybe-"

"kill me too?" you mused, gulping down the drink and softly putting the cup.

"i- i just-" he stuttered, not being able to form a sentence.

you walked over to him again, slowly taking off his hands from his face. "our brains truly are linked up yea?" you chuckled, engulfing the man into a hug.

"darling." you whispered.

he hummed, answering you while slowly wrapping his arms on your body.

"promise me one thing, will you?" you softly asked, feeling slightly faint and sleepy.

he hummed again, snuggling against your neck, seeking for comfort.

"will you please peel peaches on this date every year at my grave?" you whispered, before collapsing in his arms.

the frightened man quickly catched your weaking body, while kneeling on the floor.

"what are you saying-" geto muttered, looking at your eyes fluttering slowly.

you could smile weakly as a stray tear rolled down your cheeks. geto couldn't process any of this, about why are you suddenly weak and lifeless.

"i saved you a lot of time didn't i?" your throat was hurting, you could only croakly voice out an audible sentence.

"you really, .. are selfish to the end." geto stared at your eyes, swirling with hate and sadness, he couldn't really comprehend his own emotions. was he thankful that you could understand his ambitions or was he mad you decided to end your own life at your own volition?

he stares at the now lifeless body, as his lover finally succumbs to death in his arms, looking as beautiful as the first day his eyes landed on you. he finally accepts the reality of this situation and carried your body into your shared bedroom, slowly tucking you in the bed. as he exits the room, he slowly said,

"-----------"

a/n : i apologize for any grammatical errors or whatsoever bcs i absolutely have no experience in writing stories bcs all of this just came straight out from my brain as i daydream

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bewitched  

➴ naoya zen’in x f!reader

summary: Bound by the laws of a forced marriage to stop an impending turf war, can two conflicted souls find love amidst their clan’s deep-seated prejudice and hatred… or will it prove a strong enough force to destroy them for good? 

genre: forced marriage, historical AU, 18+

overall warnings: heavy angst, unrequited love, dub/con, degrading language, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of miscarriages, mentions of abortion, misogyny, adultery, murder, violence, suicide, mentions of feticide, attempted feticide, mentions of miscarriage, horrific nightmares, a beheading, stabbing, perceived adultery, misunderstandings, alcohol, a funeral, a cremation, naoya is his own warning, you might fall in love with him though, reader discretion is advised, 18+, mdni

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prologue (one-shot) ➵ act one ➵ act two ➵ act three ➵ act four ➵ act five ➵ act six ➵ act seven ➵ act eight ➵ act nine ➵ act ten ➵ act eleven (finale)

➵ status: complete