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ʚɞ lovesick!rin itoshi x girlfriend!reader. established relationship. pure summer fluff.

The water almost looked like it was sparkling. The summer sun shone on the blue surface. The whole scene looked like something out of a book.

The small boat floats idly over the lake. The air was silent due to how far away you were from any real civilization. A towel was wrapped around your shoulder, your hair still dripping water down your body. Your bathing suit—still wet, trying its best to soak up the heat around you. A soft hum left your lips as you admired the crystal-like water. Your hand brushes strands of hair off your forehead.

That’s when you hear it.

The soft click of a phone camera makes you look to the boy across from you.

Rin Itoshi, your boyfriend for around two years now, and the boy with a phone pointed at you. The ends of your lips tug into a faint smile. “What are you doing…?” You question slowly, your head tilting in curiosity.

You’re met with the sound of a click once again. Before he finally lowers his phone, placing it in his lap, “you look good.” his voice is lazy, the compliment coming out naturally like he’s done a million times before.

Your smile turns bright, the bridge of your nose crinkling, “Oh?” He was one to talk, wearing only his swim shorts, his white shirt tossed to the side. Reminisces of water dripping down his toned stomach—his hair pushed back.

“Can’t I take a photo of my girlfriend?” his words came out more teasingly, making your heart stutter. He shifts, one of his knees bumping yours. You placed your hands in front of you on the boat floor, pushing your weight onto the ball of your palms as you tilted your head towards him.

“I never said that… I’m just a bit surprised.” Your shoulders lift slightly, and he only moves in closer. His face is mere inches from yours, practically sharing the same breath of air at this point.

“Don’t be, I like looking at you, like having pictures for when you’re not around.” his voice drops to a lower octave, his head dipping to allow your lips to brush. His eyes pinned to your lips—feeling like he couldn't possibly look away from you for even a moment.

“Whoa, what a romantic,” you teased back, a soft laugh rising from your throat. He merely rolled his eyes, pretending his heart wasn’t racing out of his ribs. “Shut up…” he muttered, but there was no real irritation in his words. Still, he didn’t let you tease him again.

His lips pressed yours, once, and only for a few seconds before the warmth was gone.

Then his hand goes to the back of your neck, his slender finger getting tangled between the strands of wet hair. Forcing you closer as he kisses you again. The remaining water on his lips leaves a burst of salt in your mouth.

This time, the kiss was deeper, your bottom lip slotted between his. When he pulls away, he’s still close, close enough to kiss you once more, but now his eyes aren’t on your lips. No, they’re staring right into yours, admiring the shade like he’s absolutely lost in them.

Your ears are a furious red at this point. Outwardly, Rin had always seemed like the nonchalant guy who could never take a relationship seriously, but moments like this remind you every time.

He takes this—you seriously. Like he’s a lovesick idiot over you.

So yeah, maybe you spend the next hour making out with him on his family's overpriced boat… but I mean, really, who can blame you?

a/n - I acc wrote this while on vacation but didn't get around to editing now. I got the idea from the summer bllk art that came out and had to post it before summer was fully gone but trust me there will be a whole lot of autumn themed fics after!!

hope you enjoyed!!

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ʚɞ sukuna x reader. college au. friends to lovers. mutual pining-ish. one of my best works if I do say so myself.

It had been almost a year since you had seen Sukuna. He had moved away to a bigger city after college, and you never got a real answer as to why he did so, instead getting a simple ‘it's for work’ kind of excuse.

You had both agreed that you would stay over at his apartment for the time of your visit. Deciding that a free couch to sleep on would be better than an overpriced hotel. (that seemed to always be shitty anyway)

Your back was up against the cushion of his couch, scrolling through your notifications from friends and family. The sound of footsteps against the hardwood floor made you look up from your screen.

Tall, broad shoulders. Pink hair that was messily pushed back from his face. Which unfortunately was, very, very attractive.

“Checking me out?” You lowered your phone completely, your lips pulling into a faint grin as you tilted your head.

He came over, dropping down on the other side of the couch. “And why would I be doing that?” His voice was deep with a slight raspy aspect to it, something that grew more prominent since your time apart.

Your brow arched up, your grin only growing as a scoff passed your lips, “You didn't seem to have a problem checking me out when we were still in college.” You shifted, facing him now. His arms crossed, His red eyes narrowed at you.

“That was a year ago, and it meant nothing." He muttered, but his eyes didn't avoid your gaze. Your fingers combed through your hair, his nonchalance only made frustration build up within you. “So you admit it.” You stated plainly.

His passive aggressive tone seems to match yours, his back straightening a tad. “I admitted that it meant nothing…”

“Yeah sure, not like you were totally crushing on me.” You pushed off the couch, walking across the room to the kitchen. He was quick to follow after you. “I don't even know why we're arguing about this.” his voice became exasperated.

You took a deep breath, exhaling as you nodded slowly, “Yeah, you're right, let's just… clear the air.”

“Clear the air?”

“Admit you had a thing for me back then.” You shrugged, your words laced with demand as you leaned back against the kitchen counter.

His brows knitted together, his eyes shutting. His fingers came up to pinch the bridge of his nose. You faintly heard the word 'insufferable’ before he spoke up. “Fine, so what if I did?” he paused slightly.

“What was I supposed to do? Beg you to dump whatever asshole you were dating at the time so you could come crawling to me?”

His harshness made you back down slightly. You cleared your throat. “I wasn't always dating someone…” You muttered. “And they weren't all bad.” You say defensively.

“Oh please, it was like you were attached to every douche bag that entered your life.” His hands moved to emphasize his point. He took a small step forward.

“Now you're just being an ass.” You stood your ground, deciding to push back even more because… why not?

"Just sounds like you were jealous.”

He took another step forward, starting to invade your personal space. His lips turned into an almost mocking smirk. “Yeah… Whatever helps you sleep at night, princess.”

The tension became thicker. You allowed your body to press up against his. “You're an ass.” Your hand gripped the front of his shirt as you forced him to lean in closer.

“You plan on doing something about it?” his voice dropped significantly lower. His head tilting, his lips coming so close to yours.

Before you could get anything out, your lips met, matching each other's pace. You pulled back just a little, his lips chasing yours. “Guess my type, is assholes…” You muttered before meeting his lips once again.

a/n - guess who's going on hiatus again... I am in fact going on a little vacation but fear not I will be back in September (hopefully). I'm hoping to write at least one thing this month but who even knows.

hope you enjoyed!!

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[k4rinaviiz]

ʚɞ Reo x reader. academic rivals. shitpost. lowk just wrote this to get out of my writers block.

You and Reo had always been at odds.

You guys were known for being two of the smartest people in your year. On top of that, you guys were both in a ridiculous number of clubs and extracurricular activities. Like any club you can name, and you guys were in it.

Most of all, you guys were always fighting over the debate club. You had both planned to go for the same team… only to refuse when you bumped into each other during sign-ups. So, of course, you had gone to separate teams and would get into the most heated discussions during something as small as a mock-debate.

There was even one time when teachers had to pull you guys away from each other.

Despite all of this, neither of you could deny that you guys *were* smart. That both of you work harder than most people for academic validation, and you had a weird sort of respect for that. Of course, it's never enough to get you to get along.

So… how exactly did you end up here? The hallway was silent, your back pressed up against the wall. His hands were tangled in your hair, and his body was way too close for comfort.

The first rounds of debates had ended, and both of your teams had advanced, which frustrated both of you. You tried to ignore it, trying to hide your anger in front of the judges. Reo, on the other hand, had cornered you. The bickering started like always. Things were getting heated and more emotional, and for once, there was nothing or no one to hold you guys back.

“You should learn to shut up,” you muttered, your eyes somehow narrowed further.

“And you should learn to quit while you're ahead.” his lips pulled into a smirk, one that you would have no problem wiping the floor with…

Silence fell over both of you once again. It was uncomfortable and held the sort of unbearable tension you would just like to get away from. He moved closer, and you moved back. You moved closer, and he moved back.

Then your lips crashed together. Like some sort of battle, who would pull back first? Which neither of you wanted to do. Not long after, your palm pressed flat to his chest, forcing him to pull back. The hall filled with uncomfortable warm breath. Your eyes squeezed shut as you muttered a small curse.

“What the fuck?” you say like it's a question, your voice slightly hoarse. His violet eyes widened at your harsh words.

“No, genuinely, what the fuck?” your tone was more exasperated, “was this your plan the whole time? Because I promise I am not going to sleep with you.” The words come out quickly, barely letting him get a word in.

“You kissed me too!?” a scoff of disbelief leaving his lips.

“Yeah, well, that was clearly a lapse in judgment,” you mutter, running a hand down your face with an annoyed groan. “You know what, it's fine. It's not like we meant—”

“Who said I didn't mean it?”

His hands gripped the front of your shirt before letting go again. “God, you are so frustrating, and apparently dense.”

You stared at him in disbelief, your brows furrowed and your lips pulled into a tight line. “If you are insinuating that you have done anything close to flirting, then you're the dense one.” You crossed your arms over your chest. Which only seemed to frustrate him more.

“See, this is why you are always wrong—”

“Yeah, well, you're a fucking dumbass—"

The kiss was very quickly forgotten, and very, very quickly was it replaced by petty bickering once again.

a/n - I've risen from the dead anddd I also have a sukuna fic coming out in like a couple days so stay tuned for that!

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ʚɞ pt 1 (hopefully). sae x fem!reader. backstory. kinda angst? childhood friends to strangers. w/c 752

You, Sae and Rin. You guys were practically inseparable.

Of course, the two brothers were obsessed with soccer, while you just enjoyed looking from the sideline. You were their little cheerleader, and while you were the same age as Sae, you tended to act more childish like Rin. Your life was good; it was happy. I mean, you had two people supporting you everywhere you went.

That was before Sae left. You were happy for him, of course… I mean, you tried to be happy—but this news still had a huge impact on Rin’s life. After Sae left, Rin would only focus on being the best in Japan, better than his older brother. So in merely a week, your entire life was thrown upside down. You decided that you would also focus on your future career. Which barely existed at that point. Nonetheless, you figured things out, you and Rin would talk from time to time and Sae… well you choose to leave him as a mere memory.

You worked towards modelling, and to your surprise, It worked. It had its ups and downs but still, it was something you enjoyed, something to work towards, something that finally felt stable in your life. For once in a really long time, you were happy again, things seemed more… normal. After weeks of waiting you had also heard back from one of the top companies in Japan. You were going to be signed under them, you were going to be able to do new things.

You decided to go over to the Itoshi’s house to tell Rin and his parents. Which were like your second pair. The good news. It was dark and cold and snowflakes fell from the clouds like little flecks of glitter. You shoved your hands into the pocket of your fluffy pink jacket. Your designer snow boots make a crunch with every step. You continued down, even passing the familiar soccer field from your childhood and… it was like you could see Sae and Rin standing there just like before….

Wait.

What the fuck?

You swatted the snow off your hair, trying to get a better view of what you were or were not seeing right now. But no, they were both there, in the middle of the snow with a soccer ball between them. Sae had his suitcase beside him, and Rin lay on the snow-covered ground looking up at him. You could swear his eyes glistened as brightly as the white surrounding him. You attempted to get close enough to pick up on what they were talking about, and when you found a half-decent hiding spot to stay and watched.

Your eyes widened as you heard the harsh words fall from Sae’s lips. You had never thought Sae would be this… cold. Yes as children he wasn't some perfect, sunshine child, but he was caring and kind. Telling his brother to quit soccer, that the fact that Rin played soccer for only him made him sick, that just wasn't the Sae you know… Knew?

It hit you hard that you didn't in fact know Sae like you used to, It wasn't completely impossible that he was different, It had been three maybe four years since he left. Of course, he wasn't going to be the same young boy you grew fondly of.

At this point you had completely blocked out their conversation, your attention was only brought back when Sae started running down the field. He was getting a little too close to your current hiding spot. You quickly got up, trying to make a run for the house, planning to pretend you never heard anything.

Yet while you left you could swear you felt eyes staring into the back of your head. You shook it off. Eventually making it to the Itoshi’s house, and waited for Rin to come back from whatever he and his older brother were doing. After that you went with your normal plan, telling them you had gotten a spot in your dream company. You all celebrate, of course, Rin acted like everything was fine and so did you.

It was your night, you had finally gotten your life to the point where it meant something. So, you decided to pretend like Sae didn't even exist anymore. Just like how he did with you when he left for Spain.

Plus it's not like he would plan to talk to you like he did with Rin, you were now living an Itoshi Sae-free life…

a/n - anddd if i said i wanna turn this into a series? I genuinely can't get the idea of Sae x Model girlfriend out of my head, it plagues my every thought and I really wanna make it a thing. idkk you guys tell me.

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ʚɞ megumi x reader. friends-with-benefits. angst. both megumi and reader are lowk emotionally dense.

‘I don’t just want to be just your friend’

The words rang in your head, the words that lay at the tip of your tongue. It wouldn’t be hard just to come clean with your true emotions. Yet you couldn’t, I mean, it just wasn’t part of the deal.

You were in Megumi’s dorm room, sitting on top of his bed, the covers sitting messily on top of both of you. The only light came from the laptop's screen, which was currently playing the newest trashy horror film.

“These never get any better…” I murmured, watching the fake blood and the unrealistic organs pop out on the screen. Megumi nodded, wearing his usual aloof and hard expression… except for the undertone of gentleness behind it. “You’re the one who always wants to watch them.” He said with a flicker of amusement in his tone.

“Well just because there shit doesn’t make them any less entertaining.” You shrugged, and he laughed. Your heart skipped a beat at the rare sound, your hands gripping the sheets a little tighter.

“Well… I know something to make this a bit better…” he whispered, leaning in slowly and placing a hand gently on the back of your neck. You didn’t plan to move away, it sorta just happened. Even so, he froze, and then you froze, the movie not even enough to try and drown out the tension that built in the air.

His hand slowly slipped away from your skin. “Sorry, did I do something wrong?” His voice was a little lower than before, and it didn’t help that he was completely genuine with his question. You quickly shook your head.

You had always been into the whole friends-with-benefits agreement. You both knew each other’s boundaries, and you never crossed them. Well, that was before you realized that you had feelings for him. Unfortunately, you were almost certain he didn’t feel the same. So now you were simply avoiding the benefits part of your agreement.

I mean, he never talked about wanting a relationship with anyone. He never showed signs of really falling in love. He wasn’t completely cold, but that didn’t make him warm either. It was difficult for you to understand, which is why instead of trying to understand him. Or your feelings.

you hide them.

And you weren’t about to ruin everything just for the hope of reciprocation. So without saying anything, you got up, and you left.

As you left, you heard him say something, maybe urging you to stay, to talk to him, but you didn’t listen. Instead, you didn’t even spare him a glance. Trying to hide from him, and most importantly, yourself.

a/n. I had to repost this becuase i just didnt like how it came out... anyway i hope this updated version does better even if i lowk still dont love it.

hope you enjoyed!

@k4rinaviiz please do not repost, translate or copy my work. all my work is originally mine.

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ʚɞ satoru x roommate. drinking. references to a party. suggestive at the end. flirty satoru.

The apartment was dark, the house quiet. A huge contrast from the headache-inducing music that was pounding just half an hour ago.

Your fingers hooked onto another plastic cup, throwing it into the trash bag that Satoru held open. “Last time I allow you to throw a party at the apartment…” You muttered with a tired sigh. A double set of footsteps sounded as you made your way around the island and towards the fridge.

“Oh, come on, you have to admit, it was pretty fun.” His voice was the same, teasing and flirty. Yet now there was an added laziness to it due to the late hour.

You shook your head, but you couldn't help the small smile that made its way to your face. You stared at the rest of the red solo cups resting on the floor, debating whether you wanted to pick them up or not. Before you could come up with a decision, Satoru dropped the plastic, black bag. Stepping towards the fridge to grab an unopened beer can from the very back.

You gave him a skeptical look, moving back to press your back to the island's edge. Your palms propped up on each side, “I thought the beers were finished, " disbelief lacing your tone. He turned to face you, the dim light from the refrigerator illuminating his hair. “Yeah, well, this is the last one,” he shrugged, placing the can down on the counter and cracking it open with ease.

You playfully rolled your eyes, “I call dibs on half…” you murmured while pushing yourself up to sit on top of the counter. Your legs are gently swinging back and forth. Satoru takes a quick swig before passing it over to you.

The stinging liquid slides down your throat, your eyes shutting as you allow the fuzzy feeling to build in your stomach. Satoru places one hand by your side, his fingers ghosting over yours. “Hey, come on, don’t drink all of it,” he whined as he attempted to reach for the can. You moved your hand away quickly, raising it higher up. “No way… you're totally gonna be the one to finish it.”

His rich blue eyes bore into yours, silently pleading with you. You let out a small sigh, your free hand planting itself on the side of his neck, your thumb pushing his chin up to look at you. His lips grew into a smirk as he placed his larger hand on your hips. He moved closer in between your thighs as you wrapped your legs around his torso.

“Here… careful…” You murmured, pouring the beer gently into his now-opened mouth. You pulled back slowly, lifting the can as well. Watching as he slowly swallowed, almost teasingly.

His grip tightened on you. “I might be just... a little turned on now…”

a/n. I think this is one of my favourites works as of now… well now I can acc go get some sleep

Hope you enjoyed

@k4rinaviiz please do not repost, translate or copy my work. all my work is originally mine.

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ʚɞ sukuna x fem!reader. grumpy x sunshine. reader described as girly. based off this tiktok.

You and Sukuna have been dating for a couple of months now. None of your or his friends expected it. I mean, you were like sunshine, and he… well, let's just say not sunshine.

Nonetheless, no matter how much people talked, you were still one of the healthiest couples on campus. You handled the pleasantries and made sure Sukuna was not ripping people's heads off, while he made sure people were not trying to use your kindness against you.

Here you were, sitting in your guy's favorite fast-food place after classes had finished. You too had grown to enjoy the same food with your spent time together. This time was no different, you had both ordered burgers and drinks. He paid of course. You sat near the window with the hot summer sun leaking in the gold liquid.

You didn't miss the side glances that workers gave to the two of you. Just like how your personalities were opposites, so were your styles. He was tall, and muscular, and had tattoos. You on the other hand wore light colors, frilly clothes, and bows. You didn't pay any mind though, instead sending a small smile to the worker who brought out your food.

“When did they have pickles on them…?” he muttered in his usually grumpy voice. You looked up from your own burger, your eyebrows rising in confusion at his words. Leaning forward in your chair to get a look at his meal, and low and behold there was the one food he despised most.

He looked towards you with a scowl shadowing his face “You could ask them to remake it…” you suggest but there was clear hesitation in your voice. You both knew you hated any sort of confrontation, even though he usually did it anyway. This time he just let out a low grumble, crossing his arms “They’ll just end up messing it up again.”

You didn't say anything, instead soundlessly pushing your burger. The right order, towards him. “here we can trade.” you shrug, your voice showing him how happy you were to do it. He stared at you for a moment, he knew no matter how long you two were together he would never get used to your, small selfless acts. “You would really do that for me..?” his voice filled with skepticism.

“yeah, of course.” you nodded quickly. That sweet, slightly lopsided smile he loved so much was spread across your face.

You both started to eat in comfortable silence, you really didn't mind the messed-up order or even lack of conversation. What did surprise you was when he quickly blurted something out "If anyone ever hurts you, you come to me.”

honestly sukuna and sylus are like the same person to me so I just kinda had to write this… even if I lowk should be doing work.

Anyway tell me if you like it, all feedback is appreciated.

@k4rinaviiz please do not repost, translate or copy my work. all my work is originally mine.

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ʚɞ Itoshi sea x fem!reader. childhood best friends to lovers. sae helping you get over a breakup. him being kinda sweet??

Tears stained your face. Your hair was a tangled mess, and your lips looked stuck in a frown. You knew it was better to forget your asshole of an ex but it was a lot harder than you thought it would be. Footsteps tapped against the hardwood floor, slowly reaching you. Realizing someone was here made you hide your face further into your pillow.

The mattress dipped as the person sat down opposite you. You didn't bother looking up. You already knew who it was, and you already knew what he would say. Since the two of you were children, you had always been the emotional one and he, the emotionally constipated one. It's not like he didn't try to comfort you sometimes… he just was not very good at it.

“Why are you crying?” Sae questioned, his tone wasn’t harsh, but it didn’t show any sign of empathy. Your head lifted from the plush of the pillow, your eyes still glossy and slightly bloodshot. Your lips poking out going from a frown to a pout “of course you wouldn't understand…” you muttered.

The pink-haired boy rolled his eyes, “he wasn't good for you anyway, wasn’t that obvious?”. His question made you groan; all he saw was the things your ex put you through and not how you felt about him. You shifted, using your arms to help you sit up. Messily brushing your hair out of your face. “You know what… I don’t wanna talk about it anymore,” you grumbled.

Sae let out a soft sigh, shifting closer towards you, his hand coming up to your face. His fingers gently tucked the hair behind your ears more neatly. You tried to ignore the subtle jump in your chest and the rush of blood to your cheeks.

“A guy like him doesn't deserve a girl like you.” his words sound plain and dry, yet there was some sort of feeling behind them. You always knew he hated your ex or any guys you talked to or dated before that, but you never noticed the tinge of jealousy in his words until now.

Was he jealous?

Your lips twitched upwards, and a small smirk formed as you leaned in closer. His hand moving from your ear to the back of your hand, showing a clear sign that he wasn't about to back away. His fingers tangled into your hair as you parted your lips, “what kind of guy do I deserve?”. his face stayed blank, his lips coming close enough to brush yours.

“One like me…”

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karina/kari. she/her. desi girl. eighteen. multi fan. the summer hikaru died ♡. writing. matcha. pink + blue. linkclick ♡.

┃I write super inconsistently bcuz of classes. blog is not proof-read. I mainly write jjk + bllk but i will prob write other stuff too. asks/request are always opened (I luv talking to new people)

masterlist (more to come...)

recent works ->

fwb megumi x reader

satoru x roommate

grumpy sukuna x sunshine

sae x childhood best friend

@k4rinaviiz please do not repost, translate or copy my work. all my work is originally mine.