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Prisoner Toji Headcanons - T.F

Prisoner Toji who you met on complete accident. You and a friend thought it’d be a good idea to try out “write-a-inmate”. The pair of you cooked up some letters and prepared to ship them out right up until you unfortunately got cold feet. Your friend, however, was determined to complete the process, sending off both your letters to your respective inmates.

Prisoner Toji, who was absolutely shocked to receive a pink, strawberry scented letter in the mail. The only person who’s ever sent him as much as high five is his son, and even that’s only once in a blue moon.

Prisoner Toji who isn’t really interested in replying until he saw the small polaroid attached to the bottom of the letter. This couldn’t possibly be the person writing to him. You were too young, and far too pretty be interested in writing some 40-year-old man rotting away in a cell.

Prisoner Toji who ends up taking a few extra weeks to write you back. He wants to make sure that he didn’t talk about the wrong things or say something that’d stop you from replying to his message.

Prisoner Toji who doesn’t know how shocked you are to see a letter from the state penitentiary mixed in with your bills and magazine subscriptions.

Prisoner Toji who is delighted to see you’re long-awaited waiting on his bed after an early morning workout.

Prisoner Toji who realizes how much you two have in common. You answered all his questions and even asked him a few of your own. It turns out that you guys like the same shows, enjoyed the same foods, even had a few of the same hobbies (toji had a hidden talent for crochet but shhh, only you need to know that)

Prisoner Toji who after five consistent months of writing each other, finally works up the nerve to ask you to come and see him. He even asked for your number to give you a call and arrange for a date.

Prisoner Toji who almost creams his pants the first time he hears your voice. It’s more perfect than he imagined. Absolute music to his ears. You ended up talking so long he had to threaten a few of the guys behind him just to get a few extra minutes.

Prisoner Toji who absolutely cannot wait to see you. On the day he’s supposed to see you he wakes up extra early, showers longer than he’s supposed to and attempts to actually style his hair for the first time in the five years he’s been incarcerated.

Prisoner Toji who didn’t think you could get any beautiful but stands corrected when he see’s you walk through the doors.

“Hi Toji”

“Hello pretty”

“Sorry If I’m a little nervous, I didn’t think I’d be seeing you so soon”

“Don’t worry, I’m a little nervous myself”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ve been locked up five years this is the firs time I’ve seen any outside of sweaty old men; I don’t even think I still know how to talk to a woman”

“Toji you’re so silly, but for what it’s worth I think you’re doing a pretty good job”

“Well thank you, how have you been”

“I’ve been good, I spent a lot of time tryna figure out what to wear today, I wanted to look nice for you.”

“Yeah? Stand up let me see what you landed on”

Did toji really care what you were wearing? A little. Did he really just want to see you get up and spin for him? Absolutely.

“Wow, I think you look amazing. Wonderful choice sweetheart”

Prisoner Toji who makes the best of the next 30 minutes he has with you. Flirting, laughing, cracking jokes. He does it all in the little time he has left.

Prisoner Toji who after you, for the first time in half a decade, really wishes he was out of this hell hole.

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[ilonii]

It's true tho. It's annoying when you try to search for a certain character and you get another one just because you want it to reach more people so u add 100 More tags. I don't know why you take it the wrong way either

it’s a valid point but when the commenter comes at you with that much attitude, idgaf what they said

but duley noted, tho i think all my fics were appropriately tagged, with an added “brief mentions of…” in their description

[ilonii]

Bartender Sukuna Headcanons - R.S

Bartender Sukuna who hates his job but is so damn good at it. Every time he works the bar is packed!

Bartender Sukuna who is such a stereotype. A tall hot guy, with tattoos and tight black shirt walks into a bar and……no one is surprised. If you could imagine everyone’s hot, dream guy bartender, it’d be him.

Bartender Sukuna who loses points on the personality section. His drinks are great, but his chat is poor. He already isn’t much of a talker, which is why he didn’t expect to last so long in this job. But pear it with too many flirting girls, aggressive drunk guys and underaged kids tryna work a drink off him, he’s a total nightmare to be around.

Bartender Sukuna who you can totally trust with your cup. Drunk girls unknowingly leave their drinks unattended all the time, and Sukuna watches each and everyone of them. If another person, male or female even attempts to get close to your cup, he’s on top of it, instantly.

Bartender Sukuna who hates hookup culture, especially in bars. Drunk sex is so sloppy, and wet. It’s 10% sex and 90% delirious efforts to actually get there.

Bartender Sukuna who rarely ever entertains women. Let’s be honest, he’s a really hot guy, so it’s not uncommon that women approach, and try to take him home. Now while he does appreciate the ego boost, he refuses to entertain anyone he couldn’t possibly see a future with.

Bartender Sukuna who loses all this logic the second he meets you.

Bartender Sukuna, who has quite literally never seen someone so beautiful. You were so different. It was a unique vibe, something about the air around you. From the way you talked, to the slight twitch of your lip before you smiled, to your mannerisms, everything you did completely encapsulated him.

Bartender Sukuna who cannot function every time you enter the bar. It throws him off his game in more ways he’d care to admit. He’s spilling drinks, messing up orders, billing the wrong people. The whole thing is just a complete disaster and you’re to blame.

Bartender Sukuna who already hates your friends. He thinks you’re too good for them. They’re sloppy drunk, don’t pay much attention to you, and ditch you for random guys at the end of every night.

Bartender Sukuna who isn’t the least bit surprised when you stumble over to the bar with a sad look on your too pretty face.

“What’s got you so down in the slums”

 He can’t believe he’s actually talking to you.

“Nothing”

Okay, not giving him much to work with there.

“Then why are you pouting so hard. Keep it up and your face’ll get stuck that way”

You chuckle.

You’re laughing at his jokes? Just say the word and he’ll marry you right now.

“It’s my friends, they always ditch me at the end of the night”

What assholes.

“Let me think, this is the third time this week they’ve done that yeah?”

“Heyyy, how’d you know”

“I’m a bartender, its my job to know my customers”

“Well, you’re not wrong. It’s just frustrating because I’m happy that their finding people and all that but it’s every night, sometimes I just wanna get through the evening with just us you know”

“Well, if you ask me, you need new friends anyways”

“Well good thing I didn’t ask”

“Ooo feisty, I like it”

“Yeah whatever”

“Cmon you should smile more, you’re too pretty to be this sad”

“Ugh, do you use these lines every night? Try something else”

 Gosh, he’s never met a women so combative, he loves it.

“No that was actually a new one, I take it you aren’t a fan though”

“No not at all, but you’re cute so I think I’ll let it slide”

You think he’s cute? He’s totally got this in the bag.

“Well, for what it’s worth I think you’re pretty cute too”

Bartender Sukuna who spent the rest of his shift talking to you. He doesn’t think he’s ever said so much in his entire life. But the conversation just flowed, it was so natural.

Bartender Sukuna who’s ashamed of how quickly he offered to take you home. When it was finally time for you to depart, he was worried about you driving even though you had maybe one or two not very strong drinks. He was surprised to hear that it wouldn’t be a problem because you ubered here and intended to take one back. But what kind of man would he be if he didn’t at least offer to take you himself.

Bartender Sukuna who has absolutely no idea how he ended up in your bed with you beneath him.

Bartender Sukuna who has the best sex of his life that night.

Bartender Sukuna who before he falls asleep, with you in his arms, is already planning your first real date.

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Choso who goes absolutely feral the first time you let him hit it raw.

Not a fan of birth control and advocate for not having kids unless your married, you couldn’t really afford to risk not using some sort of protection, in this case. Condoms.

However, you recently decided it was time to invest in Nexplanon. So, after the surgery, and three grueling months of non-stop spotting, you finally decided it was time to reward Choso for being such a kind and understanding boyfriend.

“F-fuck Cho, slow down” He had been going at an impossible pace for the past 10 minutes, and wouldn’t let up.

His constant brushing of the spongy spot deep within your walls was beginning to drive your crazy. It was mind numbing pleasure that wouldn’t relent. Any longer and you’d be cumming for the third time tonight.

“I can’t. Too good” And boy was he telling the truth. Choso had never felt anything like this before. So tight, so warm, so wet. It was everything he managed and more. All he could think about was burying himself as deep as possible. Chasing a high like he’d never seen before.

“So wet, so warm”

“Choso please I don’t wanna cum yet”

“Go ahead, it won’t make me stop” His words clearly had an effect on you. Every time he spoke, he could feel you tighten around him. You were so worried about you cumming again, you failed to realize just how much this was affecting him too. At this rate Choso might just finish before you.

“Need to feel you deeper”

He now had you in the meanest mating press. Your knees were nearly digging into your chest, his forehead touching yours, and his cock inching further into your sopping cunt. He was impossibly deep you could almost feel it in your chest.

“Cho oh my god, I can’t I can’t”

“You can and you will” “Don’t give up on me now, be a good girl and take it how I taught you”

“Please, please”

“Please what”

“Please I wanna cum”

“Then do it” The feeling that had been slowly building for the last 20 minutes was finally tipping over the edge. White hot pleasure coursing through your veins. An irreparable feeling of ecstasy that had you throwing your head back and stars clouding your vision.

“C-cho”

“I’m hear baby, you’re doing so good. Gonna let me fill you up now? Gonna milk my cock real good?” His thrust got faster if that was even possible. He was not plowing you into the mattress, hips stuttering with his orgasm swiftly approaching. It was only a matter of time before his milky white cum was decorating your walls.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck”

“Chooo, so full”

He pulled out, his cum leaking from your gushing hole bit by bit. But he couldn’t just it go to waste. He scooped the escaping liquid with his fingers, and slowly shoved it back in, restuffing your hole with all the creamy goodness it let escape.

“Cmon baby, you’re supposed to keep everything I give you in this greedy hole. You know better than let anything slip”

“I’m sorry”

“It’s alright, looks like I’m just gonna have to give you some more”

You could feel him begin to stiffen against your thigh.

Boy were you in for a hell of a night.

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[ilonii]

Make a warrior x Eren fic there’s zero fanfics with that trope, and yes please make it heart shattering for both sides if you could 🤭

Tempting Fate E.Y

✧ s.m - Try as you may and try as you might, but you cannot escape the future fate has in sight. As a warrior candidate sent to gather information and bring the Island of Paradise to its knees, you lose site of the real goal ahead, allowing yourself to fall mercy to the greater enemy at large.

w.c. - 2.8k

warning. fem reader, ANGST, bit of fluff, slight nsfw., illusions to sex, character death, no mercy eren.

a.n - thank you for being my first request. I tried to make it as heartbreaking as possible while also keeping it decently short. please forgive me if some details are out of array, I haven't watched aot in a while. other than that, please enjoy.

From the time you were born, right up until your first expedition, you were taught to hate everyone who inhabited the island of paradise.

Hate was the only real emotion you’d ever known. It ran hot through your veins like electricity surging through wires. It drove you; it inspired you, and in the end, it’d be the thing that’d kill you.

While your hatred was the one thing you’ve managed to hold onto in the last nine years, while you weren’t looking, it turned into a monster. Something much worse, much more deadly.

The greatest enemy of them all.

Love.

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845 – Attack On Wall Maria

It was a massacre.

Bodies littered the streets; blood splatter and decay decorated every corner. It was like something out of a horror film.

You had been trained for this, but still, seeing it up close made you sick on your stomach. While you hadn’t actively participated in the attack, the guilt was all the same.

Your mission was to stay close to the ground, keep an eye on things down below while Reiner and Bertholdt wreaked havoc up above. You knew it was coming but nothing could have prepared for what lay before you.  

Men, women and children.

Dead all the same.

Ravished like lamb to the slaughter.

It made you want to vomit.

But this is the fate they were doomed to suffer. The consequences of their own actions. Who were you to deprive them of the bad karma they indebted to the universe.

Stumbling through the streets of Shiganshina, you had encountered many scenes like the one before. Family members begging, pleading for the lives of their loved ones. Trying to save them from the inevitable death of titan jaws.

But it all ended the same.

There wasn’t really much you can do to fight against the grasp of the great beast.

Most ran.

Others accepted their fate and waited alongside their doomed lovers.

This one, however, was different.

Two children. A brown-haired boy and dark-eyed girl.

One older man, tall, blonde and skinny.

And a middle-aged woman, pretty as a picture, knocking on deaths door.

The boy with the brown hair was persistent in his pursuit to save the older women. In that moment he felt he was capable of lifting the house clean off her back, with his very own hands.

It was almost inspiring.

So much so that he had begun to convince the older man and young girl to help him in his pursuit.

You yourself had been so captivated by the scene, you hadn’t noticed the way your feet guided you across the surface and planted you right ahead of them, and before you knew it, you were in crouch position attempting to repair the damage you had consequently caused. But much like fate would have it, time wasn’t in your favor.

In the next passing minutes, you’d find yourself running through the streets of the twelfth district, dodging titans left in right, in an attempt to escape the same fate of the tragedy marked women, who only a few short seconds ago, had been devoured by a titan of awful familiarity.

In the following hours you’d find yourself mixed in with the horde of survivors seeking solitude within the confines of wall rose. After the incident you stuck close to the brown-haired boy. Eventually coming to know him as Eren. The dark eyed girl as Mikasa, and a blonde boy you met within the borders of Wall Rose as Armin.

From that point forward. Your fate was sealed.

Year 850 – 57th Exterior Scouting Mission

He had to be completely out of his mind.

What was he saying?

Revealing his identity for the sake of a “what if”?

He was jeopardizing the entire mission for something you knew Eren wouldn’t agree to? It was complete and utter insanity, and you would suffer for it.

“Reiner what are you saying, I know a lot has happened, but you shouldn’t make up things like that? You don’t know how this will end”

That look.

The look plastered across that only you and Reiner could identify, stopped from disclosing your identity with his next few breaths, instead opting to re-direct his attention back Eren.

“I’m sorry, but I need you to understand that we are the enemy. I am one of the titans that destroyed your home. And I’m not the only one-”  

“Reiner what are you saying, I know a lot has happened, but you shouldn’t make up things like that? You don’t know how this will end”

You had to interject. He was about to tear down everything you spent the last five years trying to build

“Y/n-”

That look.

The look that briefly flashed across your face was that Reiner had never seen before. It was unshakeable, a look of pure hatred, one that he knew if he didn’t abide by, would end poorly for him and everyone involved.

He chose his next words carefully.

“I’m not the only one..”

Was this it?

“Bertholdt is the Colossal Titan”

And with that, he didn’t spare you another glance.

“Reiner” you mumbled almost instinctively, not that it mattered anyways. There wasn’t much left to say aside for a silent thank you that passed between eyes, acknowledged with a nearly undetectable head nod.

The events that followed were ones you wished you could unsee. The battle for victory between a dear friend, and boy you’d come to…love? No. A devil. A battle between a dear friend and an Island devil, was one you wish you could unsee.

You and Eren have always had a bit of an odd relationship, teetering just between the line of friendship and something more.

At times you got along like two peas in a pod, like the best of friends.

But at others, things were different. Feelings bubbling under the surface and lines were crossed, but it was just the relationship you had.

You and Eren now sat in silence.

Quite some time had passed since the initial contact with the Armored and Colossal Titans. Everyone was bothered by the revelation, but no one was taking it harder than Eren. The normally chatty boy didn’t have much to say. His eyes were constantly glossed over.

The once vibrant green was now a dull shade emerald, with golden flecks that no longer shined as bright as they used to.

“Eren” Silence.

“Eren please talk to me. I won’t asl you about how you’re feeling. I just want you to talk to me”

“And say what” This is a start.

“Anything, I wanna hear anything you have to tell me”

“What, you wanna hear about how I’ll make sure Reiner pays for what he’s done. That I’ll make him and everyone else who was involved suffer the same way I did all those years ago? You wanna hear that no matter what it takes, or who it cost me, I will end this war between us and titans, starting with him.”

“If that’s all you have to say, then yes”

He chuckled.

“You sad your boyfriends a lying traitor”

Here he goes.

Eren was convinced you and Reiner had something going on. The nights you two would spend conspiring against the nation, Eren assumed you were sharing kisses and giving yourselves to one another.

So much so that for the first two weeks following the attack, Eren barley spoke to you. With how close the two of you were, he couldn’t be sure he could even trust you anymore. That issue, however, was quickly resolved after he stumbled his way to your barracks in the middle of the night, complaining that he couldn’t sleep another wink not knowing if he could still call you a friend.

“Not funny Eren”

“No? That didn’t make you laugh?” He was getting back his sense of humor.

“No, not at all actually” You offered with a kind smile.

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence before he spoke again

“I don’t know”

“You don’t know what”

“Who to trust”

The silence was deafening. Your mouth was dry and there was a slight ringing in your ears.

It struck you. Knowing that in the end he’d chose to trust you anyways only for you to inevitably have to stab him in the back.

He continued.

“Reiner and I weren’t the best of friends, but we were close enough. We shared laughs, we shared food, we shared friends. We fought for our lives against a common enemy and in the end, it meant absolutely nothing. How do you look someone in the eye and lie to them for so long. Tell them that you want the same things they do and while plotting against them the entire time”

His tone as getting harsher.

“He looked me in my eyes, shacked my hand, walked beside all while plotting how to kill me.”

He was right.

“You were there, the day Wall Maria fell. How he and Bertholdt destroyed our home, killed my mother. It makes me sick. He’ll pay for everything he’s done, one way or another.”

Our home. It was almost ironic. Unknowingly crucifying someone for the same atrocities you’d undoubtedly commit. For the same attack you played a role in.

Some part of you wanted to confess, to fall to your knees and beg for his forgiveness. To promise that you’d do anything to right these wrongs, that you’d make sure he ends up on top.

But you couldn’t, you wouldn’t. You had a duty to fulfill.

A family to return home to.

A country to make proud.

 You have to remember that despite the connections you’ve made, these people are devils all the same.

 Monsters.

They’re the reason your people suffer day in and day out, the reason no Eldian on Marley will never know true undoubted peace.

They are the root of all evil, and you cannot forget.

“I know. And I believe you’ll make absolute sure of it”

You stared at one another.

Something was lurking just beneath the surface. You could almost taste it.

His breath was hot against your face. His eyes flashing back and forth between your E/c orbs and lips. It was very clear what he wanted from you, he just had to take it.

By now he was closer than he’d ever been, within seconds his lips were brushing against yours and it was like lightning had struck. It ignited something within you. You were filled with an indescribable passion.

Every brush of your lips more intense than the last, tongues fighting for dominance not sure whether to overpower, or submit to the others will.  

That night you and Eren shared something.

Something Sacred.

Something you couldn’t take back.

Each other.

You and Eren had become closer than ever.

It was obvious to everyone that a shift had occurred. Whatever feelings you did have for one another had bubbled over into something much more intense, something you could no longer deny.

The events of the following night became somewhat of a regular occurrence.

It was rare that you spent night the night alone.

At the end of every day, at the end of every mission, you and Eren always ended up in the same place. Pressed closely together sharing the few moments of solitude you’d have before waking up and doing it all over again.

“How do you feel about me?” Oh?

“I don’t know what you mean Eren? What are you talking about”

“Y/n, how do you feel about me. What do you feel for me.”

“I care about you, of course you know that”

“Do you love me?” You didn’t know what to say.

Did you love him?

How could you?

He was a devil, you were warrior, it didn’t make sense. You could lie and say you did but that’d only make things worse when it’d all come crashing down in the end.

“Eren, where is all of this coming from” You avoided answering the question best you could.  

“Do. You. Love. Me. Answer the question” He was persistent.

“Eren I- I- I don’t- I don’t know I don’t understand what’s-”

“Its alright. Nevermind”

And with that, he pressed his lips against yours in a way you’ve never felt before. One that felt more sincere than it’d ever had. One, that would have consequences.

When you awoke in the morning, Eren was nowhere to be found. In a few short hours you and everyone else would come to realize where he ended up.

Year 854 – Attack On Liberio

You were a coward.

The time had come for you to finally pick and side and couldn’t do it.

You watched as the scouts and Eren ravished through the city you once cold a home. Trampling its citizens and many of its allies similar to the way you did many years ago.

It was almost cinematic. The Irony of it all.

All those years ago you sat and watched as Erens how was ripped apart by five-, ten-, and fifteen-meter beast.

9 years later you sit and watch as he does the exact same thing to yours.

The right thing to do would be to get up and fight for your country. To do what you had been trained to do all those years ago.

But you couldn’t. This place was no longer your home. As time passed you blurred the lines between warrior and soldier.

Where you were once a weapon of mass destruction, you were now the hollow shell of a scared little girl who didn’t know where to begin.

It all happened so fast, one minute you were waiting for orders, and the next, you were right in the middle of all the chaos.

It was now or never.

Would you be true to your roots, or would you abandon your training for the life you’ve created.

You hadn’t been in this form for a very long time.

It was almost foreign.

Your main body concealed in titan crystal underground, but your conscious running through the mind of body of the War Hammer Titan.

You felt sick.

But it wasn’t the unusual skin you were in.

But instead, the enemy you were fighting.

Face to face with a man you’d known for a very long time.

One you had grown with.

One you had watched morph into the beast he is today right before your eyes.

Eren Yeager stood five feet away from you, with a look you couldn’t describe.

Hatred.

Love.

Disgust.

All emotions that flashed through his eyes watching you transform into the monster that would then try and take his life.

The decision had been made, the only thing left for you to do was seal it.

You threw the first punch.

You knew if you didn’t the know of you would stand there and stare at each other all day.

He needed you to attack him first.

To finalize your stance.

To tell him once for all, you don’t choose him.

And you did.

Just like he hoped you wouldn’t.

Your fate was sealed from that point forward.

Only a few short minutes into the match you knew this wasn’t a fight you could win.

He was strong, stronger than you. At one point, you could’ve easily won. Having trained for this moment your entire life.

However, after almost a decade of no transformations, and little hand to hand combat, you were no match for the skilled fighter Eren Yeager had become.

He would kill you.

And you couldn’t think of a better way to die.

For him to hurt you, just like you hurt him.

To bring your world crashing down, just like you had done his, now and back then.

He would end you.

And that’d be okay.

You’d be at peace with your death as long as it was by his hands.

Your pain was only physical, but this death would leave him with scars he’d never heal from.

He had you in the jaws of a once dear friend.

With one final look, the semblance of what you can only assume to be a tear, Eren forced the canines of the Jaw Titan through the crystal and deep into your flesh.

And with your last few breaths, you most you could muster was a silent “I love you” that would never meet his ears.

But it didn’t matter.

Could it even had been true?

If you loved him then why didn’t you choose him?

Would you have rather died than to stay with him a little longer?

Than to fight with him, fight for him?

So many questions that neither one of you will ever know the answers too.

With Erens consumption of the War Hammer Titan, he not only swallowed a dear friend, lover and comrade, but with it, his last shred of hope in humanity.

[ilonii]

Stop putting your damn x reader fics in tags for characters that aren't even in them just to get more people to see it. You're not getting more people to read them, you're just pissing off people who go in those tags for actual art and gifs of those characters.

oooo my first hater, i’m doing sumn right 🎀

adding “gifs” at the end of your search might help, but it’s just a thought !!!

and your anon? if you’re gonna be messy, stand on it.

[ilonii]

Roomies G.S

✧ s.m - the everyday life of you and roommate suguru geto

w.c - 1.1k

warnings. fem reader, use of y/n, slight nsfw, mentions of sex, mentions of nudity, flirtatious behavior, brief gojo x reader, etc.

an. second installment of the jjk roomie series. for the next post, do you guys want sukuna or choso? comment your picks below.

Roommate Geto who honestly, you forgot even lived there. Between the tattoo shop and hanging out with Gojo any chance he gets, he’s rarely ever home.

Roommate Geto who only really talks to you when it’s time to pay his rent. The first Sunday of every month he knocks on your door and hands you an envelope full of cash, that he makes sure you count so you know he isn’t gonna short you.

Roommate Geto who, whenever he actually is home, cooks some of the most amazing food you think you’ve ever had.

“Geto oh my gosh, this is the best chicken parm I’ve ever tasted”

“I thought you said you’ve never had it before”

“Okay, so? I don’t have anything to compare it to but it’s still out of this world”

“You're funny, thanks pretty"

"You are very welcome"

Roommate Geto with the MOST annoying best friend you've ever met.

“Gojo, for the love of God, how many times do I have to tell you to stop eating all my snacks. I know for a FACT Geto buys plenty for you to eat while you’re here”

“Well I finished all the ones he got me last night”

“That doesn’t mean you eat mine asshole”

“Fine sorry. Here’s 40 bucks go by yourself so more. Oh! and while your out could you get me some of that strawberry mochi, you only had the mango flavor, not one of my favorites but I can’t be too picky I guess”

“You are unbelievable”

“Why thank you”

Roommate Geto who has the worse timing humanly possible. What are the odds that the one time you forget you towel and have to run from the bathroom to your bedroom, at the very same time Geto decides to pop his head outside his room for the first time today.

“Oh my gosh.”

“Oh…my..gosh”

“ARE YOU LAUGHING”

“No, no no im not im nottt”

“YOURE STILL LAUGHING”

“I mean I’m not laughing AT you, your body’s amazing, it’s just that-”

“EXCUSE ME”

“What? I call em like I see em”  

“are you serious right now?”

“are you naked right now?”

“I’m leaving”

“Just like your towel”

“SCREW YOU”

“Just say the word sweetheart”

Roommate Geto who after the “incident” won’t let you live it down.

“You know, its rude to laugh every time you see someone”

“Well, it’s also rude to run around the house naked and not tell anyone”

“It was a MISTAKE”

“that’s what they all say”

Roommate Geto who is a major tease. It’s like every time you see him, he’s shirtless, sweaty and begging to be licked.

“What are you staring at”

“Nothing”

“I don’t knowww, it kinda looks like you were staring at my abs if you ask me”

“Well, I mean, you’ve got em just sitting there, all on display and whatnot so I mean could you blame me really”

“guess not.”

Roommate Geto whose surprisingly….unlucky in love? He was up to four dates this week and returned home alone, once again.

“Hey, how’d it go”

“Idk man, maybe the problem is me”

“Why, what happened”

“She was just so boring and so superficial. I mean oh my gosh all she talked about the entire time was about how good all her ex’s told her she was in bed and how at the end of the date she’d give me SUCH a good time.”

“Wow, what a date”

“I know, like gosh I don’t remember it being this hard to get laid, like ever”

“Well, if you’re tryna just get screwed then you’re being a bit picky don’t you think, I sure she was a decent enough lay”

“Well, I mean yeah, but I’d also like to sleep next to someone I wanna get up and make breakfast for in the morning”

“I mean, you got me there”

Roommate Geto who talks you into letting him do your first tattoo.

“Oh cmon, don’t be a baby”

“Don’t be a baby? This is a permanent decision, not something to be taken lightly, AT ALL”

“It’ll be something small, in a place that won’t hurt too bad, it’ll take at the absolute most an hour”

“What would I even get”

“Something small and cute that represents you, that you won’t regret in forty years. And that’s not a butterfly.”

“What’s your beef with butterflies”

“You know how many teenage girls I give butterfly tattoos to each and every week? I’m so tired”

“Well, you’re in luck, I was actually thinking about something else”  

“So, you’ll let me do it”

“Yeah, why not. Yolo right”

“YES”

Roommate Geto who has a surprisingly large, sweet tooth.

“Geto, did you have Satoru over recently”

“Yeah, he was over last night, why what’s up”

“He ate all three of my packs of mango mochi. AGAIN”

“Oh um, actually that was me”

“You ate it? Since when did you start eating sweets like that”

“It’s a bad habit I pick up every now and then, I’m really sorry, I left some money on the counter for you to get some more, did you see the note?”

“I saw the money, no note. I left it there because I figured you just forgot it there or something”

“Nah, it’s all yours”

“Thanks, hey so that one-time last month when I got that strawberry cake and it disappeared the next day you blamed it on Gojo even though I didn’t even remember him being here, that was you”

“Uhhh, yeah”

“An entire cake Geto? Get a grip”

Roommate Geto whose been home an unusual amount.

“You’ve been home a lot recently, what’s up”

“Tired of seeing me already?”

“No, but I mean, I used to forget you lived here you were gone so long, and now you’re here no later than eight every day. Believe me I enjoy the company but it’s worth mentioning”

“Yeah, everything is fine, I just idk, have had more reason to be home recently”

“Yeah, reasons like?”

“You”

“What?”

“What?”

“What’d you just say”

“Nothing, why do you ask”

“But you just-”

“I just what?”

“hmm”

“Hmm”

Roommate Geto who you might have a crush on. I mean in your defense; he’s been turning up the flirt tenfold, and when there's an impossibly hot, tattooed guy cooking, cleaning and flirting with you, it's hard to help your feelings.

Roommate Geto who you, scratch that, DEFINITELY have a crush on. That's probably why you ended up in his bed last night.

“Geto, where are you going. You know its rude to sleep with someone and disappear in the morning”

“Well seeing as how we’re in my bed, I think you’d have to be the one to sneak off on me. But relax, I’m just gonna go make breakfast. You got anything in mind?”

“Mmmm how about, pancakes”

“Whatever you wish beautiful”

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✧ s.m - the everyday life of you and roommate satoru gojo

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warnings. fem reader, use of "y/n" general fluff, mild nudity, flirtatious relationship, sarcasm, etc. brief mentions of aot with possible spoilers

an. first post in the jjk roomie series, really hope you guys enjoy.

Roommate Gojo who moved in with you four years ago and hasn’t stopped bothering ever you since.

Roommate Gojo who has absolutely no sense of personal space. If you’re anywhere within a five-foot radius, he’s right on top of you.

“Gojo please, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d really appreciated it if you backed off”

“No can do pretty”

“For the love of God.”

Roommate Gojo who is a bit of a…free spirit. He thinks his body is a masterpiece and should therefore, be shared with the world. He walks around with no shirt, pees with the door open, sleeps naked, certainly not with the door closed, leaves the bathroom in nothing but a towel and so much more.

Roommate Gojo who eats enough to feed a small army. You do the cooking; he does the eating. Meal preps that were supposed to last two weeks, don’t make it three days. Cakes and cookies you’ve baked for parties disappear overnight.

“Gojo, what happened to the four dozen cookies I made last night”

“Oh um, I ate them”

“ALL OF THEM?”

“Yeah”

“You didn’t see the note?”

“What note?”

“The one that said, “do not eat, naked for party””

“Oh, that’s what that little was, I accidently ate it”

“You ate it?”

“It was in the way of my cookies…”

“What is wrong with you.”

Roommate Gojo who never sleeps and makes sure you don't either.

“Gojo please, its so loud, turn it offfff”

Silence.

“Gojo? Hellloooo”

Of course, he was wearing those god forsaken headphones.

“GOJO TURN IT OFF”

“Hey wtf, what are you doing up? Its 3am, don’t you have work in the morning?”

“Well, I would be sleep, If your game wasn’t blaring through the walls keeping me awake all night”

“Oh, I didn’t know you could hear it, it doesn’t seem that loud to me”

“WELL, IT IS”

“Okay, I’ll turn it down, geez”

“And while you’re at it, go to bed, you’ve been awake for three days now”

“I can’t sleep”

Roommate Gojo who sometimes…crosses the line. Not in the way you might think. He’s never really done anything inappropriate to you, so you can't complain about that. But he’s just friendlier than a roommate probably should be.

“Cmon, its not a big deal”

“Gojo, you’re my friend, but even then, cuddling you to sleep? Doesn’t there seem like there should be a line somewhere?”

“You did it last week?”

“By accident! We fell asleep on the couch; it’s not that deep”

“Y/n please. That’s the best sleep I’ve had in literal YEARS”

“Gojo-”

“PLEASEEEE”

“Okay FINE, but we’re going to bed when I say so”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you”

Roommate Gojo who is a relationship saboteur. He swears every guy you meet isn’t good enough for you, or up to his ridiculous standards. He pesters and breaks you down, until you agree to let him meet the guy, and from that point forward, it’s a downhill battle.

“Gojo, what is wrong with you”

“What? If anything, you should be thanking me”

“THANKING YOU? That’s the third date you’ve RUINED this month alone”

“That guy was a piece of crap; he didn’t even compliment you when he walked in the door”

“Maybe because from the second he stepped foot on the porch you were barreling down his throat, you didn’t even give him a chance to speak!” “Well, if it was me, I wouldn’t have let a single thing stop me from complimenting my women”

“Well, it’s not you”

“But it could be”

“Gojo get out of my face”

Roommate Gojo who’s all bark and no bite. He swears up and down that he was women practically falling at his feet, yet you’ve never seen him go on a single date.

Roommate Gojo who now that you’ve think about it, hasn’t even talked to a single woman since he’s moved in.

“Gojo?”

“What’s up pretty”

“Are you gay?”

“Idk”

“So that’s not a no?”

“Well, it’s not a yes either”

“So, the windows open?”

“Probably not”

“But you said “idk””

“Because I can’t be sure”

“Why not”

“Because I’ve never been with, dated or even kissed a guy before”

“Well, I seriously doubt you’ve “been” with any women either, so how can you even be sure that you like them?”

“Because I like you”

“And now we’re done.”

“Goodnight pretty”

“Goodnight Gojo”

Roommate Gojo who’s defiantly not gay because he just confessed his feelings for you.

“What”

“I said I really like you”

“I really like you too Gojo? You say that all the time though, why are you being so serious about it now”

“No. I LIKE you, like Mikasa likes Eren. Btw are you all caught up on that or??”

“Yeah, and by gods I hope that kind of love never finds me”

“What? They were so great together”

“I mean yeah ideally but literally? No way. They spent their entire lives pinning for each-other, and dancing around the subject, so much so that she literally was forced to mourn him for the rest of her life AFTER having to chop is freaking head off”

“I mean yeah, but like, they still loved each other though”

“Obviously, but when you really think about it-”

“Okay, we’re getting off topic, I said, I REALLY like you”

“Well, I mean, I like you too but what am I supposed to do with this information?”

“Date me”

“Are you gonna ask?”

“Will you let me be your boyfriend?”

“Mmm we’ll see”

“OH CMON.”

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