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[kireii-writes]

Do you know Megumi is 15? I saw you saying you didn't write smut for minors, but yeah. Megumi is literally a 15 year old kid. You do you I guess.

hey love, yes i do know that megumi is 15!

however , you should’ve read through my rules page, i clearly stated that all minor characters are aged up to 18+, many other writers do that too! (especially the bnha fandom) but you do you iguess ☺️🤍 have a nice day/night !!

also if you meant it to be a constructive criticism, you could’ve sent this in without going anonymous, but thank you for this☺️

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[kireii-writes]

Competition (two is better than one)

summary: with Gojo around, everything turns into a competition

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a/n: i just realised as a suguru stan i’ve yet to write anything for him hence this suguru(and geto) brain rot hngggggh.

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reblogs, likes & comments are really appreciated! （＾ν＾）

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warnings: nsfw, mentions of drug use (marijuana), tag team, oral (giving), gojo has a breeding kink, overstimulation

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“I bet I can make her feel much more better than you do.” Satoru turned towards you and Suguru, his blue eyes locking with your boyfriend’s.

“What are you talking about?” Suguru let out a tiny snicker as he stroked your hair while you straddled his lap, causing you to snuggle back into his chest. “Has smoking too much marijuana cause you to go dumb?”

“I’m serious.” Satoru says as he watched how your cheeks hollowed as you sucked on the blunt that Suguru had rolled for you, earning yourself a “good girl” from Suguru.

Scooting closer to the both of you, Satoru tossed his glasses somewhere and stroked your hair as Suguru said nothing but looked at you intently as if to observe your next move.

“I don’t think my baby wants you, Satoru. She knows that i’m better than you. What’s the point in trying to get in her pants?” His best friend chuckled, pushing his blunt between your lips.

“Why don’t we ask her then?”

As the two friends looked at you, you looked back at your boyfriend through hazy eyes that wondered what was going on.

“Satoru here thinks that he can make you feel better than me. Shall we prove him wrong, my beautiful y/n?” Your boyfriend smiled at you as he removed the blunt from your lips.

“She’s all yours, Satoru.”

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A sound somewhere between a moan and whine escaped from you lips as Satoru teased your clit. You were currently lying on the bed, your head on Suguru’s lap as your boyfriend’s best friend teasing your already wet core.

Seeing that you were reacting just the way he wanted, Satoru slowly inserted one long, slender finger. Then two, then three. As you squirmed under his touch, the white hair male took it as a sign and moved his fingers within you, hooked on every little expression you make.

“Already so wet.” Satoru teased. “Does Suguru make you wet this fast?” He snickered as you let out sweet moans.

With his thumb teasing your clit, Satoru’s fingers that were buried within you started moving, as if trying to find something.

“Satoru...” Was all you could let out before your lips were captured by Suguru’s, loose strands of black hair falling around the both of you like a curtain.

You were so caught up with the passionate kiss that Suguru was rewarding you with that you hadn’t realise that Satoru was already pulling his sweatpants away, his cock quickly replacing his fingers.

“Let’s see who is better at fucking you now, hm?” Satoru smirked as he rubbed his cock on your slit, teasing you and causing you to moan into Suguru’s mouth.

“Good girl.” Suguru muttered in between kisses, one warm palm sneaking underneath your shirt to feel your soft chest, rubbing and teasing your nipples till the harden under the friction and arousal he was providing you with.

“Yeah, be a good girl and prove that I can fuck you better.” Satoru hummed. Teasing you further, you squirmed and tried to push yourself against him.

“Eager, aren’t you? Don’t worry, i’ll give you what you deserve.”

Groaning, Satoru’s big, cold hands found their way to the sides of your hips as he slowly pushed into you, eliciting a moan from you.

As soon as he was adjusted, Satoru began fucking you with no restraint, his hips thrusting into yours roughly and making the bed squeak.

By now, you were a moaning mess as Satoru reached over to tease your clit. Grabbing you by the ankles, he placed them on his strong shoulders, allowing him to thrust into you deeper.

“Aren’t you gonna shut her up?” Satoru panted as he continued pounding into you. Tears were streaming down your face as both men teased and fucked you into tomorrow, moaning at every thrust Satoru made while pleading for your boyfriend to stop teasing you.

“I’d love for her to scream and beg while I fuck her, but if that’s what you want, fine by me.” Suguru chuckled as he pulled away from your bruised lips, a string of saliva adding to the evidence of his abuse on your lips.

“Satoru thinks you’re too noisy, let’s fix that, shall we?” Suguru gave you a smile so sweet that if you weren’t in this predicament you would’ve completely melt and be fooled by that damn smile.

Gently placing your head on the bed, Suguru got up on his knees. Pulling his sweatpants down and revealing his cock dripping with precum, Suguru grabbed you by the cheeks. Without warning, he inserted his whole length into your warm, wet mouth.

“Be a good girl and suck like how I taught you.” Suguru commanded, one hand grabbing your wrists while the other held your head in position.

Moving however he liked, you were left a mess as Satoru and Suguru both fucked you simultaneously, each desperate to prove the other wrong.

As Satoru continued to bury himself deeper into you, saliva trickled from the sides of your mouth and mingled with the sweat and tears on your skin as Suguru grunted, sweat glistening on his skin, the loose bun he had tied his hair in coming undone with each thrust.

Sensing that he was close to release, Satoru snapped your attention back to him as he rubbed on your clit, fucking you even harder as his hands gripped your ankles tightly.

“Who’s a good girl?” Satoru panted, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier with each second passing.

Sensing a familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach, you moaned around Suguru, warning Satoru that you were close.

“Fuck.” Suguru cursed as the vibration of your moan hit his cock. Eager to release at the same time his best friend does, Suguru buried himself into you with no regard, as if using as a nothing but a toy.

“Gonna cum.” Satoru warned, sweat dripping from his forehead onto your exposed skin.

You struggled and arched your back as Satoru sped up, chasing his release.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum. You want me to cum in you, baby? I bet you’ll look so sexy with my kids inside you. Maybe then I’ll fuck you even more.” Satoru groaned.

“Do that and i’ll kill you.” Suguru warned as he panted, his eyes fixed on the dirty action of his cock sliding in and out of your cute little mouth.

“I dare you.” Satoru groaned.

Reaching to grab you by the hips, Satoru’s fingers dug deep into your sides as he stilled himself, his cum painting your walls white the same time you reached your peak. As you screamed through your hoarse throat, you were sure that there would be bruises on your hips by tomorrow.

Soon after, Suguru followed, releasing his load into your mouth and a string of curses fell from his lips, tears steaming down once again as you looked up at your boyfriend through blurry eyes.

“Not done yet.” Suguru panted as he grabbed you, causing you to be on all fours while facing his best friend as he positioned his cock with you wet cunt.

With a easy push, Suguru was inside you thanks to how wet Satoru made you. Without waiting for you to adjust to his size, strong hands gripped the sides of your hips once again, and the sound of skin slapping on skin filled the room again.

“You think this slut can take the both of us in the same hole?” Satoru wondered aloud as he fondled your bouncing tits, his cock hardening again as he watched your tight little hole get destroyed by your boyfriend.

“Perhaps. No harm in trying. Right, baby?” Suguru bit your earlobe.

“Fuck. How did you bag her? Did you threaten her to do what you say and be your sex slave?” Satoru teased lazily as one hand reached to his erect cock, giving himself a few pumps as the other continued its assult on your soft breasts, teasing and pinching the soft and supple flesh ever so occasionally.

“That’s fucking rude.” Was all your boyfriend could manage out as he was sucked into the image of you taking him so well just like he taught you.

“Be a good girl for Satoru, okay?” At this point, all you could manage out was pitiful moans and nods as you brace yourself for Satoru’s entrance. You felt a palm strike you on your ass, but you weren’t sure who it was. All you could do was focus on getting fucked by your boyfriend and his best friend.

You thought you were ready to take the two men in the same hole, but Satoru’s cock spreading you even further told you otherwise. Very soon, the two men were using you like a cocksleeve, both of them creating a rhythm.

“So fucking dirty.” Satoru chuckled. Pressing two fingers inside you, he scooped out any cum that was dripping down the now soaked bedsheets. What was originally a small get together turned into a cum-filled threesome, the smell of sex lingering in the air as the sheets beneath the three of you were wet with tears, sweat, and cum. Both men were now chasing their own orgasm, two pairs of hands grabbing your ass and playing with your bundle of nerves.

“Her mouth seems so lonely.” Satoru cooed, seeing how you were desperately begging for them to go faster, wanting to orgasm before you collapse. “Maybe we should’ve called Nanami over to join this party too. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind taking care of a slut like you.” Satoru panted as he gave your ass a stinging slap.

With the two men picking up their pace now, the oh so familiar grunts and pants of your lover and his friend served as the signal for their approaching orgasm. As Suguru and Satoru both came without warning, cum dripped from your abused hole down your legs. Snaking a hand over to your lower belly, Suguru pressed down on your womb, causing you to cum suddenly around the both of them. Almost immediately you collapsed onto the bed head first, your cum-filled ass high in the air for the two men to see.

“You look so fucking hot like this, my love.” Suguru smiled at you as he came down from his high, the three of you panting and heaving harshly.

“Really sexy.” Satoru murmured as he sucked on the insides of your thighs, pushing back any cum that trickled out.

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“So, who fucked you better?” Satoru teased as you laid in between the both of them with your head on Suguru’s arm. Satoru propped himself up with an elbow, his lips planting tender kisses on your hand.

You were too spent to answer him, but Satoru wasn’t letting it go.

“Tell us, princess. Who made you feel better?”

“Sugu...” Was all you managed out as your eyelids fluttered under the weight of your sleepiness.

“Not me, huh?” Satoru pouted.

“Give it a rest already.” Suguru sighed in response, his fingers combing the tangles out of your hair as you snuggled against his chest. “I’m her boyfriend after all.”

“Then i think someone needs to be re-educated, don’t you agree?” Satoru snickered as he absentmindedly drew circles on your thigh.

One day, Satoru thought. He’ll make you his one day.

[kireii-writes]

Can i please request roommate megumi and make it nsfw? Thank youu

warning(s): nsfw, overstimulation, a little aftercare (because megumi wouldn’t leave you just like that)

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“Megumi, we shouldn’t-“

You words were cut off as Megumi’s fingers curled inside you.

“Shh, it’s okay. No one will know if you’re quiet.” He coaxed as he rested his head in the crook of your neck. “You wouldn’t want Gojo-sensei to find out and ruin our fun, do you?”

Part of you knew that this was wrong but another part of you was slowly giving into Megumi’s wants. You weren’t expecting Megumi to be this bold, but here you are, squirming and writhing at the feeling of his fingers inside you.

“Megumi..” You whined as you attempted to push him away.

“Behave yourself, y/n. Don’t force me punish you.” The dark hair male warned, to which you obediently listened.

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When you first came back to your shared dorm room after classes, you weren’t expecting Megumi to be back so soon too. But shortly after entering your shared room, Megumi followed after you, not alerting you of his presence until the sound of the lock clicking shut alerted you.

There he was, back facing the door, his dark blue eyes locked onto yours as he drank in the sight of you standing in front of him.

“Megumi? What happened? Are you okay?” You asked out of pure concern as he stood there not saying or doing anything, his eyes fixed intently on you. Before you could each out to feel his forehead for any signs of a fever, Megumi swiftly grabbed your arm and in the blink of an eye, you were trapped between the door and him.

“Megumi! What’s wrong with you?! Let me go-“ Your words were silenced with his lips on yours, kissing you so hard with an indescribable desperation that you felt like you couldn’t breathe. You tried pushing your roommate off of you, but Megumi was quick to trap both your wrists with his hand as his other free hand began removing your uniform skirt and underwear.

“So wet already.” Megumi murmured as he pulled away from the kiss, both his and your lips swollen and bruised.

“Megumi, we can’t.”

“Says who?”

You opened your mouth to protest, but a sudden gasp from you as two of Megumi’s long fingers was inserted into you, causing you to whine as his fingers curled up against your walls.

“You’re so beautiful, y/n. So. Damn. Beautiful.” Megumi groaned as he watched your every little expression- every tiny twitch of your nose when you came, the furrowing of your eyebrows, or the blissful yet desperate look you had when he found the right spot.

“You know something?” Megumi asked as he continued his fingers worked relentlessly inside you. “You’re so beautiful .”

As your legs threatened to give way, Megumi gently carried you to where his bed stood and placed you so carefully onto the mattress it was as if he was treating you like delicate glass.

“Don’t worry, i’ll be gentle.” Megumi muttered in your hair as he undid his belt- one hand grabbing your wrists, the other guided his now erect cock to you overstimulated hole.

With a grunt, Megumi slowly went inside of you, savouring every moment of your tight hole hugging his cock so perfectly.

“..gumi..” You whimpered as you attempted to grind your hips against his.

“So needy.” Megumi’s brow furrowed as he started to move inside of you, groaning and throwing his head back at the feeling of your cute little hole fitting him like a hot glove. “So tight.”

By now, you were a whimpering, wet mess under your roommate’s frame, begging him to go faster as he pounded into you, not caring anymore if anyone could hear the both of you.

The delicately sensual arch of your back was a sign enough for Megumi to let go of whatever constraint was holding him back before. Picking up his pace, you were left chanting his name over and over again, begging him to never stop.

“So fucking hot, y/n.” Megumi groaned as he watches his cock sliding in and out of you. Pressing down on your womb, the pressure and the feeling of his cock thrusting inside of you was enough for you to cum.

As Megumi now began to chase after his own orgasm, your fingers and toes curled in ecstasy, your cunt now dripping and red. Never have you felt this full. But you craved more- more of Megumi, despite how sensitive your cunt is now.

With one last thrust Megumi pushed through his orgasm, causing you to become a dripping mess again as you were being overstimulated the third time.

As the both of you basked in the afterglow of sex, sweat dripped from Megumi’s forehead and mingled with your skin. Bending down to enclose your swollen lips with his, Megumi lazily traced circles on your palm in an attempt to comfort you. You could feel the weight on your eyelids become heavier and heavier with each passing second, the gentle, lingering touch of Megumi’s fingers stroking your cheek adding to your drowsiness.

“I love you, y/n.”

The last thing you saw before you closed your eyes was Megumi’s gentle smile, his blue eyes filled with love.

Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.

[kireii-writes]

ok i have an idea.

picture this: you break up with megumi and he turns full blown yandere mode and refuses to let you break up with him 😳

warning(s): yandere & obsessive behaviour

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oh boy, megumi sure would do that.

he’s been breathing down your neck ever since the two of you got together- always asking who you’re with , where you’re at, and glare at anyone who dares to look at you. once or twice, you even caught him stalking you to make sure that you’re safe and sound.

when you found out about it, of course you would break up with him. nobody wants an obsessive boyfriend, right? that’s when you sat him down one day, and told him that you needed a break from him.

immediately, he jumps up from his seat, agitated and desperate to keep you next to him. from begging to guilt tripping you to even threats, megumi is bent on not letting you go. but you were done with his behaviour. you wanted to leave, to be free from his clutches.

that’s when megumi would go full blown yandere mode- locking and nailing the windows shut, installing extra locks on the bedroom door, keeping you efficiently trapped inside. he tells you that he’s doing it for your own good. he loves you, and he needs you to be staying by his side forever, and that you’re the only one who understands him.

he doesn’t tell his friends or anyone else about your whereabouts, though. a few times, yuji asked why he hasn’t seen you around, and megumi just brushed him off, saying that you’re probably busy. but deep down, he knows where you are- trapped with no one to turn to except him.

everytime he comes home, megumi would bring you lots and lots of things he’s bought for his treasured prize. he’ll tell you about what happened in school for that day, how much he misses you and how much he wanted to hurt yuji or anyone who said your name. after all, to him, he’s the only one that could talk about you- his wonderful, beautiful and lovely darling.

of course you tried to escape, to push him away and give him the cold shoulder, but each time it happened, megumi would reinforce security and work desperately to win you back.

and you better get used to this new life of yours, because megumi has no plans about letting you go.

[kireii-writes]

Can you write yandere Shigaraki delusional confessing his crush?

a/n: decided to link this request as a continuation of this fic! if you haven’t read it already, go check it out （╹◡╹）

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You shiver involuntarily as a sneeze threatened to spill from within you. Hugging your knees closer to your chest, the rattles of the chains bound to your feet served as a constant reminder of your current situation- chained and locked up in a bar, supposedly the hideout of the league of villains.

How long has it been since you were trapped in here? You don’t know. Your belongings were all taken away from you, and you had no way of telling how many days it has been.

And it’s all because of your foolishness. How did you not see the signs? All those personal questions and coffee that you’d served the one that locked you up here- a blue hair man by the name of Shigaraki Tomura. Heck, you wouldn’t even know if he was lying about his name or not.

The last thing you remembered was Tomura injecting you with what seems like sedatives, and when you opened your eye the first thing you realised was that you were in an unfamiliar room, your hands and feet bounded.

It wasn’t like you didn’t beg for Tomura to let you go. You even threatened to alert the pro-heroes if he didn’t let you go, but all he did was stand in front of you silently, letting you cry till your throat was dry and hoarse. By the third time, you already knew that he had no intention of letting you go.

Lost in your thoughts, you weren’t aware that you were no longer the only person in the room when a pair of dirty red sneakers came into view.

“You’re awake.” A raspy voice spoke, startling you slightly. “Eat.” Tomura ordered as he placed a bowl of steaming hot food in front of you. As much as you hated to admit it, you were starving ever since you were brought here but no matter how delicious looking the food was, you refused to let even the spoon touch your lips as an act of rebellion towards your captor.

Shifting your body away from Tomura, you hugged your knees closer and said nothing.

“How long are you going to keep this up?” A hint of irritation laced the blue hair man’s voice as he scratched his neck vigorously. “You’re gonna die at this rate.”

Then so be it, you thought. You would rather starve to death than submit to a bunch of villains.

Hearing no response from you, Tomura sighed as he bent down to face you. “What do you want me to do, y/n? What must I do for you to eat?”

“Let me go.” A whisper cracked through your lips.

“Huh?”

“Let me go.” You repeated firmly, this time loud enough for Tomura to hear.

The silence that followed was eerie enough to cause you to tremble slightly. With the added tension, there was not knowing what Tomura would do next.

“That again?” Tomura finally spoke up after awhile. “When are you going to face it? There’s no way i’m letting you back into a society filled with false hopes and dreams. You’ll be safer here, why can’t you understand?”

No. He was wrong. He was absolutely wrong. There was no way you’re safer here, with a group of highly dangerous villains who would do anything to destroy anyone and anything who stood in their way. In fact, you’d be safer far away from them.

“No!” Your sudden outburst took Tomura aback. “You’re wrong. How am I safe here when you kidnapped me and brought me here just to keep me away from the outside world?!” You yelled at Tomura as angry tears streamed down your face. Your sudden shout of anger didn’t fall on death ears to the other villains as well, as heavy footsteps could be heard approaching the closed door.

“You’re delusional, Tomura. And to think I trusted you.” You continued throwing your anger and hurt at Tomura, who took your verbal assaults silently.

“You make me sick.”

That was the last straw. Tomura flinched at your harsh words, his eyes narrowing at the insult.

“Me? Sick?” Tomura laughed as he slowly stood up. “You’re the one that doesn’t understand, y/n. I’m protecting you from that filthy society, why don’t you understand?!”

As if on cue the door swung open, revealing the rest of his comrades. The man you recognised as dabi was the first one you noticed. But even with an audience, Tomura didn’t stop his rampage. Neither did you.

“What the society needs protect from is you. You’re delusional for capturing someone and locking them up with you for ‘protection’!” You yelled back, blurry eyes glaring at Tomura.

“No, no, no.” Tomura denied as his fingers started to scratch as his neck out of habit. “That society is filled with superficial beings who don’t know the harsh reality. This society needs to be reshaped. No, it needs to be destroyed along with the false image of justice the heroes have created. I’m merely keeping you away from them so that you wouldn’t be tainted like them!”

“And why would you do that?!” You yelled back defiantly.

“Because I love you, okay?!” The words flew out of Tomura’s lips before he even knew, only realising it when you didn’t scream at him.

“Ah, he finally said it.” A familiar voice piped up, disrupting the awkward silence between you and Tomura. Instinctively, the both of you turned towards the direction of the door, only to see dabi holding onto the doorknob while Toga giggled at Tomura’s confession, the rest of the villains who followed Tomura peering in curiously.

“Toga.” Tomura stated as he narrowed his eyes at the blonde girl. “I’ll deal with you next.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that you just said ‘i love you’. “ Dabi smirked at Tomura. “Everyone here heard it. Including you, right?” Dabi turned his attention to you, his blue eyes locking with yours.

“You love me?” You laughed at his words mockingly. How ironic. “You disgust me, Tomura. I wish I never met you.”

Once again, silence greeted everyone in the room, the tension in the air slowly suffocating everyone. More specifically, you and Tomura.

“Like it or not you’ll be staying here as long as i’m around.” Tomura said with a sense of finality.

Taking one last glance at you, Tomura turned around and walked out of the door, with the rest of his league taunting and poking fun at him.

[kireii-writes]

Request rules

(redid my request rules since many of you weren’t able to find it)

characters i write for are all 18+, minors are aged up 18+ in an alternate universe

things that don’t follow my rules will be deleted immediately

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Information:

- this blog contains sfw & nsfw content, nsfw blogs will be tagged accordingly in my masterlist

- feel free to send in requests or anything else- i write stuff ranging from headcanons to full fics and oneshots. do note that requests may take awhile depending on the inspiration i get for each ask

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Things i will not write:

- male readers- i don’t trust myself to write correctly and bring out the fullest potential of the reader of the opposite gender

- gender neutral reader for nsfw works. again, i may accidentally portray gn/nb readers incorrectly

- self harm

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Kinks i will not write:

- incest

- scat/watersports

- paedophilia

- gore

- vomit

- bestiality

- rape (with the exception of non-con/dub-con)

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Others:

- i am extremely easygoing and non-judgemental, so feel free to send any other kinks that are not blacklisted above

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- do read this post carefully before requesting. if you have anything unsure, feel free to message me!

happy reading & requesting !

[kireii-writes]

requests open !

all my previous asks got deleted somehow due to a glitch and now my inbox is empty , so feel free to send in ideas or your thoughts or literally anything ! ❤️✨

[kireii-writes]

Can I please request Toji and/or sukuna being jealous? 🥺 (could be hc ❤️)

<hi anon! i have jealous sukuna hcs here ! so here’s toji’s one>

*putting rlly small manga spoilers out here just in case*

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- toji really doesn’t get jealous easily. he’s the strongest non-curse user there is, he’s rich and hot, everybody wants a piece of him, what’s there to be jealous about?

- unless you’re too close to other people. especially gojo satoru.

- you could be laughing at one of gojo’s jokes, your arm brushing lightly against his and that would send toji’s blood boiling.

- same goes for other people. bottom line is, toji doesn’t like it when you’re too friendly with others.

- when jealous, toji isn’t the type of man to outwardly display his jealousy. instead, you can only tell through the subtle signs he drops

- like the impatient tapping of his foot when he sees you with someone else, the glare that he’s shooting at the person next to you, or the occasional exclamation of his disapproval with a single “tsk”.

- toji would rather you return to his side like the obedient little jewel you are, but he wouldn’t hesitate to drag you back to his side if he needs to.

- when that happens, be prepared for a little obedience training because toji can’t have his little plaything running around cozying up to anyone and everyone, can he?

- and make sure you do as he says, or there would be consequences to pay.

- “have you learnt your lesson?” toji would ask as he shoots you his usual menacing smirk. “do you remember who you belong to now?”

- be expected for bruises to appear on anywhere you could possibly imagine the next day, and let it serve as a reminder of who you belong to.

[kireii-writes]

reblogging this too now that the glitch is fixed , tumblr smh 😩😩😩

Hi darling!

You are such an incredible writer like omg...I need to smoke after everything I read 😭😭❤😩

I have a request pleaaseeeeeee.

Breeding Kink ‐ Toji Fushiguro x Reader 😩💦😌

That is all.

Twisted love

warning(s): fushiguro toji, breeding kink, daddy kink , praise kink, mating press

a/n: finally back from a really busy semester and had to write something small asap bc toji + breeding kink = *chef’s kiss* i hope this is ok! ><

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The apartment was cold and dark, with no sign of any life.

Except for the bedroom.

It was a mix of ecstasy and guilt, but the man above you was driving you to an edge that your guilt was easily overridden by the pleasure you’re feeling at that instance.

“Toji...” Your whines were cut off as the hulking man grunted as a response to your nails digging further into the sheets. With every violent thrust, the room was filled with your whines of pleasure that intermingled with his grunts and the creaking of the bed to form a new kind of rhythm.

“Not. Done. Yet.” Toji panted and accentuated each word with a sharp thrust of his hips, causing your knuckles to turn white from the sheer force you were using to hold yourself up.

“Toji!” You moaned as a warning, but he continued snapping his hips into yours as his strong grip on your neck tightened, creating a new wave of euphoria for the both of you.

“I’m not done with you, doll.” Toji smirked as he flipped you over before you could react.

“You still want my cock, don’t you?” Toji smirked as he teasingly thrusted his hips at an agonisingly slow pace.

Nodding your head, Toji couldn’t help but smirk at your face that was now ruined with tears running down.

“Seeing you like that makes me want to make you mine.” Toji grunted as he picked up his pace, thrusting into you with no hesitation at all.

“Toji I-“ A sudden rough snap of his hips and Toji was buried further into you, earning him scratches on his muscular arms.

Without hesitation, Toji immediately placed both your legs on his broad shoulders with ease as he brought you into a mating press, his heavy balls slapping against your skin with each thrust he made.

“Shall we give you a baby? Does my sweet doll deserve my baby?” Toji mocked, his cock buried so deep inside you with each passing moment that you felt full just from him alone.

“Want... daddy’s baby.” You moaned with each thrust, and your response only earned you a hand around your throat as Toji picked up his pace.

“That’s a good doll.” Toji grunted as he grabbed you by the ankles and spread your legs with ease, giving him full access.

“You look so fucking beautiful like that, doll. All ruined and fucked up for daddy.” Toji panted.

“Gonna fill you up.” Toji panted, his eyes now trained on his cock going in and out of you with each fleeting moment. “Bet you’re gonna look so fucking hot with my baby.”

As the familiar tightening of your stomach got close, Toji pounded into you mercilessly, the bed creaking so violently that you were sure the bed was bound to break.

“Cum for me.” Toji finally grunted, and obediently you unclenched around him. Simultaneously, Toji grunted and released into you with one last thrust, his seed painting your insides white.

“You’re gonna look so hot with my baby inside you.” Toji panted, sweat dripping from his forehead as he steadied himself on his elbows.

As a wave of drowsiness took over your bodies, the last thing you remembered was the animalistic look in Toji’s eyes and the heavy feeling of guilt settling once again in your heart. If your best friend were here right now, what would he say?

“Toji..” You whispered, your eyes fluttering and threatening to close any second now.

As the man on top of you pressed you against his hulking frame, you couldn’t help but wonder if you did the right thing.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, the door to the apartment swung open, letting a trickle of light into the dark and quiet living room.

Megumi is back.

[kireii-writes]

reblogging this now that the tumblr glitch is fixed

The sky is the limit

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summary: in which gojo convinces you he’s the best

warnings: nsfw, cheating, unprotected sex

characters: nanami kento, gojo satoru

pairing: y/n x gojo satoru

a/n: literal brainrot while in bed, gn

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Nanami kento couldn’t help it, and you knew how his job as a jujutsu sorcerer would affect your relationship. You knew that he had no choice but to leave your side most of the time for work, only to come back tired and devoid of any energy.

“Kento, I-“ The sharp ring of his phone interrupted you.

“Nanami Kento speaking.” Your husband held up a finger to stop you. “You what?” He sighed. “Okay, i’ll be there soon.” With one last sigh, Nanami hung up the phone and slipped on a new dress shirt.

“Sorry, you were saying?” Your husband continued as he tied his signature tie expertly.

“Mmm, it’s nothing important.” You replied, shaking your head as you handed him his suit jacket. “Where are you going this late?”

“Ijichi called. Something about the higher-ups needing to see me.” He replied gruffly. “Even though they know how much I hate working overtime.”

“I’ll probably be back earliest tomorrow morning, so you don’t have to wait up for me. I’m sorry for this, y/n.” Nanami sighed as he slipped on his shoes. Kissing you gently on the forehead, your husband exited through the door, leaving you alone in the cold and quiet apartment.

~

“Y/n!” A voice called through the door as sharp knocks echoed through the house. “Are you in?”

There was only one person who would bother you, or rather your family, this late- Gojo Satoru.

“How can i help you, Gojo?” You sighed as you swung open the door and invited him in.

“Is Nanami around?” Gojo asked as he snooped around, hands in his jeans.

“No. He left awhile ago. Something about work.” A sigh escaped from your lips.

“Do you want tea?” You asked the white hair man as you turned towards the kitchen.

“Wait.” Gojo’s grip on your arm stopped you. “Is something bothering you?” concern laced his voice as he spun you around to face him.

“Is nanami not treating you well? Why the long face?” He fake pouted as he brought his fingers to lift your chin.

“Gojo, stop it.” You pushed his arm away. “Don’t touch me like that. I’m married, in case you forgot.” A scowl appeared on your face.

“I didn’t, but you don’t have the face of someone who’s married.” He replied as he eyed you steadily behind his glasses.

“Huh? Don’t be ridiculous-“

“Nanami hasn’t been spending enough time with you, isn’t that right? Is that why you’re constantly wearing such a disappointed look? Is that man not treating you like he should?” Gojo teased, his hands finding their way to your waist.

“I can tell, y/n. Nothing gets past my six eyes. And what i’m seeing, is a housewife who’s husband hasn’t treated her well for sometime now.” He smirked.

“How many nights have you gone to bed wishing Nanami would please you instead of getting called away to work constantly?” Gojo hummed as his lips found their place on your neck.

“I can help you, y/n.” Gojo teased, his tongue licking the stripe of sensitive skin before biting down, earning a gasp from you.

“That’s it,” Gojo encouraged. “Let me help you ease the sensation you’re feeling. Frustrating, isn’t it? Not having anyone to help you out.” Gojo pulled away from your neck, his big hands roaming across your body.

“Gojo-“

“Satoru. Call me by my name.” He ordered as his hands continued to devour every inch of your clothed skin.

“We can’t.” Was all you managed before his hands found the hem of your nightgown. Pulling the piece of cloth over your head, his glasses thrown somewhere else. Gojo let out a satisfied groan of approval at your bare body.

“That’s what you say, but you’re making no attempt to stop me.” Gojo continued to tease you. Before you could respond, His lips latched onto yours, locking you in a hot and sweaty kiss.

Spreading your legs apart, he dipped two long fingers inside of you, causing you to moan in surprise.

“Satoru...” You pant as he watched his fingers disappear inside of you with fascination. Gojo showed no signs of slowing down, only picking up his pace and occasionally curling his fingers inside you.

“There’s a good girl.” Gojo hummed as he watched your body tremble and convulse just by having his fingers inside you.

Gojo couldn’t recall how long he waited for this day- for you to be underneath him and completely at his mercy. Even after his fingers pushed you to the edge of release, Gojo showed no signs of stopping.

“Satoru.” You panted, palming his erection eagerly. He’s already hard. You can feel it. Gojo pulls away for a bit to pull his jeans and underwear down, his cock twitching in anticipation.

Grabbing your wrists with one hand to stop you from moving, Gojo gives you a devious smirk as his free hand positioned his dropping cock at your entrance, rubbing your folds teasingly, lust clouding his beautiful blue eyes.

“See, y/n? This is why you should’ve chose me instead of Nanami.” Gojo groaned as he thrust his hips into yours.

“Tight. So damn beautiful.” He groaned as he moved within your walls with the patience of a hungry man. Already, your juices were dripping down onto the couch.

Gojo smirked. he loved how vulgar you sounded around him. No longer the cute little housewife, but a cheating minx.

His free hand reached up to cup your soft breast as he pushed deeper into you, occasional growls rumbling in his chest.

Gojo loves how you look right now. Face flushed and drunk in the feeling of another man inside you, pants and moans escaping from your throat as you chased after your orgasm.

The clenching of your walls around him was enough a warning for Gojo. Another buck of his hips, and you’re chanting his name like a prayer.

More, say my name more. Gojo thought as he looked down at your flushed face before locking his lips with yours again, his tongue intertwining with yours in a sinful dance.

More. Gojo wanted to hear you say his name more. With legs hiked up onto his strong shoulders, both his hands are now gripping your thighs. You were sure there would be bruises the next day, but you didn’t care. All you wanted was for him to pound into you without a care in the world.

“Sato..ru.” You squeak out,

Gojo knew what you wanted. You hands reached up and closed the distance between the both of you, lips bruised and swollen as you brought him in for a sloppy kiss, sweat dripping from his forehead onto your skin. Even then, he was the most beautiful man you’ve laid your eyes on, blue eyes that holds the sky in them fixed on you in a burning gaze.

Part of you felt guilty for thinking this way about another man who isn’t your husband, but at that point all you could think of was Gojo and Gojo alone.

Gojo wonders if you knew how good you felt around him. With his gaze fixed upon you, worshipping and undressing every inch of your naked skin, all he could hear was the pounding of his heart and your moans that sounded like the sweetest melody to him.

“Fuck.” Gojo groans.

You feel his cock twitching inside you as he thrusts into you one last time, sending the both of you into an orgasm as thick ropes of his cum filled your womb.

Panting, he collapses onto you, sweat slicked bodies plastered together. The room was undeniably filled with sex in the air as his name left your lips continuously all over again.

“Y/n.” Gojo whispered, his hand brushing away the hair that stuck to your face.

As you came down from one of the best orgasms you ever had, guilt weighed down on your heart once again. How could you be so careless? How could you betray your husband like that?

“Y/n.” Gojo called out again, his blue eyes meeting yours. “I know what you’re thinking. I don’t regret what I did. Told you i would be better than him.”His usual teasing manner resurfaced as he nuzzled your neck, sucking on the skin gently as his hands intertwined with yours.

“If you’re ever lonely again, feel free to call me up.”

Peppering gentle kisses on your face, the last thing you saw were those beautiful blue eyes that held the limitless sky in them.

[kireii-writes]

The sky is the limit

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summary: in which gojo convinces you he’s the best

warnings: nsfw, cheating, unprotected sex

characters: nanami kento, gojo satoru

pairing: y/n x gojo satoru

a/n: literal brainrot while in bed, gn

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Nanami kento couldn’t help it, and you knew how his job as a jujutsu sorcerer would affect your relationship. You knew that he had no choice but to leave your side most of the time for work, only to come back tired and devoid of any energy.

“Kento, I-“ The sharp ring of his phone interrupted you.

“Nanami Kento speaking.” Your husband held up a finger to stop you. “You what?” He sighed. “Okay, i’ll be there soon.” With one last sigh, Nanami hung up the phone and slipped on a new dress shirt.

“Sorry, you were saying?” Your husband continued as he tied his signature tie expertly.

“Mmm, it’s nothing important.” You replied, shaking your head as you handed him his suit jacket. “Where are you going this late?”

“Ijichi called. Something about the higher-ups needing to see me.” He replied gruffly. “Even though they know how much I hate working overtime.”

“I’ll probably be back earliest tomorrow morning, so you don’t have to wait up for me. I’m sorry for this, y/n.” Nanami sighed as he slipped on his shoes. Kissing you gently on the forehead, your husband exited through the door, leaving you alone in the cold and quiet apartment.

~

“Y/n!” A voice called through the door as sharp knocks echoed through the house. “Are you in?”

There was only one person who would bother you, or rather your family, this late- Gojo Satoru.

“How can i help you, Gojo?” You sighed as you swung open the door and invited him in.

“Is Nanami around?” Gojo asked as he snooped around, hands in his jeans.

“No. He left awhile ago. Something about work.” A sigh escaped from your lips.

“Do you want tea?” You asked the white hair man as you turned towards the kitchen.

“Wait.” Gojo’s grip on your arm stopped you. “Is something bothering you?” concern laced his voice as he spun you around to face him.

“Is nanami not treating you well? Why the long face?” He fake pouted as he brought his fingers to lift your chin.

“Gojo, stop it.” You pushed his arm away. “Don’t touch me like that. I’m married, in case you forgot.” A scowl appeared on your face.

“I didn’t, but you don’t have the face of someone who’s married.” He replied as he eyed you steadily behind his glasses.

“Huh? Don’t be ridiculous-“

“Nanami hasn’t been spending enough time with you, isn’t that right? Is that why you’re constantly wearing such a disappointed look? Is that man not treating you like he should?” Gojo teased, his hands finding their way to your waist.

“I can tell, y/n. Nothing gets past my six eyes. And what i’m seeing, is a housewife who’s husband hasn’t treated her well for sometime now.” He smirked.

“How many nights have you gone to bed wishing Nanami would please you instead of getting called away to work constantly?” Gojo hummed as his lips found their place on your neck.

“I can help you, y/n.” Gojo teased, his tongue licking the stripe of sensitive skin before biting down, earning a gasp from you.

“That’s it,” Gojo encouraged. “Let me help you ease the sensation you’re feeling. Frustrating, isn’t it? Not having anyone to help you out.” Gojo pulled away from your neck, his big hands roaming across your body.

“Gojo-“

“Satoru. Call me by my name.” He ordered as his hands continued to devour every inch of your clothed skin.

“We can’t.” Was all you managed before his hands found the hem of your nightgown. Pulling the piece of cloth over your head, his glasses thrown somewhere else. Gojo let out a satisfied groan of approval at your bare body.

“That’s what you say, but you’re making no attempt to stop me.” Gojo continued to tease you. Before you could respond, His lips latched onto yours, locking you in a hot and sweaty kiss.

Spreading your legs apart, he dipped two long fingers inside of you, causing you to moan in surprise.

“Satoru...” You pant as he watched his fingers disappear inside of you with fascination. Gojo showed no signs of slowing down, only picking up his pace and occasionally curling his fingers inside you.

“There’s a good girl.” Gojo hummed as he watched your body tremble and convulse just by having his fingers inside you.

Gojo couldn’t recall how long he waited for this day- for you to be underneath him and completely at his mercy. Even after his fingers pushed you to the edge of release, Gojo showed no signs of stopping.

“Satoru.” You panted, palming his erection eagerly. He’s already hard. You can feel it. Gojo pulls away for a bit to pull his jeans and underwear down, his cock twitching in anticipation.

Grabbing your wrists with one hand to stop you from moving, Gojo gives you a devious smirk as his free hand positioned his dropping cock at your entrance, rubbing your folds teasingly, lust clouding his beautiful blue eyes.

“See, y/n? This is why you should’ve chose me instead of Nanami.” Gojo groaned as he thrust his hips into yours.

“Tight. So damn beautiful.” He groaned as he moved within your walls with the patience of a hungry man. Already, your juices were dripping down onto the couch.

Gojo smirked. he loved how vulgar you sounded around him. No longer the cute little housewife, but a cheating minx.

His free hand reached up to cup your soft breast as he pushed deeper into you, occasional growls rumbling in his chest.

Gojo loves how you look right now. Face flushed and drunk in the feeling of another man inside you, pants and moans escaping from your throat as you chased after your orgasm.

The clenching of your walls around him was enough a warning for Gojo. Another buck of his hips, and you’re chanting his name like a prayer.

More, say my name more. Gojo thought as he looked down at your flushed face before locking his lips with yours again, his tongue intertwining with yours in a sinful dance.

More. Gojo wanted to hear you say his name more. With legs hiked up onto his strong shoulders, both his hands are now gripping your thighs. You were sure there would be bruises the next day, but you didn’t care. All you wanted was for him to pound into you without a care in the world.

“Sato..ru.” You squeak out,

Gojo knew what you wanted. You hands reached up and closed the distance between the both of you, lips bruised and swollen as you brought him in for a sloppy kiss, sweat dripping from his forehead onto your skin. Even then, he was the most beautiful man you’ve laid your eyes on, blue eyes that holds the sky in them fixed on you in a burning gaze.

Part of you felt guilty for thinking this way about another man who isn’t your husband, but at that point all you could think of was Gojo and Gojo alone.

Gojo wonders if you knew how good you felt around him. With his gaze fixed upon you, worshipping and undressing every inch of your naked skin, all he could hear was the pounding of his heart and your moans that sounded like the sweetest melody to him.

“Fuck.” Gojo groans.

You feel his cock twitching inside you as he thrusts into you one last time, sending the both of you into an orgasm as thick ropes of his cum filled your womb.

Panting, he collapses onto you, sweat slicked bodies plastered together. The room was undeniably filled with sex in the air as his name left your lips continuously all over again.

“Y/n.” Gojo whispered, his hand brushing away the hair that stuck to your face.

As you came down from one of the best orgasms you ever had, guilt weighed down on your heart once again. How could you be so careless? How could you betray your husband like that?

“Y/n.” Gojo called out again, his blue eyes meeting yours. “I know what you’re thinking. I don’t regret what I did. Told you i would be better than him.”His usual teasing manner resurfaced as he nuzzled your neck, sucking on the skin gently as his hands intertwined with yours.

“If you’re ever lonely again, feel free to call me up.”

Peppering gentle kisses on your face, the last thing you saw were those beautiful blue eyes that held the limitless sky in them.

[kireii-writes]

Hi darling!

You are such an incredible writer like omg...I need to smoke after everything I read 😭😭❤😩

I have a request pleaaseeeeeee.

Breeding Kink ‐ Toji Fushiguro x Reader 😩💦😌

That is all.

Twisted love

warning(s): fushiguro toji, breeding kink, daddy kink , praise kink, mating press

a/n: finally back from a really busy semester and had to write something small asap bc toji + breeding kink = *chef’s kiss* i hope this is ok! ><

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The apartment was cold and dark, with no sign of any life.

Except for the bedroom.

It was a mix of ecstasy and guilt, but the man above you was driving you to an edge that your guilt was easily overridden by the pleasure you’re feeling at that instance.

“Toji...” Your whines were cut off as the hulking man grunted as a response to your nails digging further into the sheets. With every violent thrust, the room was filled with your whines of pleasure that intermingled with his grunts and the creaking of the bed to form a new kind of rhythm.

“Not. Done. Yet.” Toji panted and accentuated each word with a sharp thrust of his hips, causing your knuckles to turn white from the sheer force you were using to hold yourself up.

“Toji!” You moaned as a warning, but he continued snapping his hips into yours as his strong grip on your neck tightened, creating a new wave of euphoria for the both of you.

“I’m not done with you, doll.” Toji smirked as he flipped you over before you could react.

“You still want my cock, don’t you?” Toji smirked as he teasingly thrusted his hips at an agonisingly slow pace.

Nodding your head, Toji couldn’t help but smirk at your face that was now ruined with tears running down.

“Seeing you like that makes me want to make you mine.” Toji grunted as he picked up his pace, thrusting into you with no hesitation at all.

“Toji I-“ A sudden rough snap of his hips and Toji was buried further into you, earning him scratches on his muscular arms.

Without hesitation, Toji immediately placed both your legs on his broad shoulders with ease as he brought you into a mating press, his heavy balls slapping against your skin with each thrust he made.

“Shall we give you a baby? Does my sweet doll deserve my baby?” Toji mocked, his cock buried so deep inside you with each passing moment that you felt full just from him alone.

“Want... daddy’s baby.” You moaned with each thrust, and your response only earned you a hand around your throat as Toji picked up his pace.

“That’s a good doll.” Toji grunted as he grabbed you by the ankles and spread your legs with ease, giving him full access.

“You look so fucking beautiful like that, doll. All ruined and fucked up for daddy.” Toji panted.

“Gonna fill you up.” Toji panted, his eyes now trained on his cock going in and out of you with each fleeting moment. “Bet you’re gonna look so fucking hot with my baby.”

As the familiar tightening of your stomach got close, Toji pounded into you mercilessly, the bed creaking so violently that you were sure the bed was bound to break.

“Cum for me.” Toji finally grunted, and obediently you unclenched around him. Simultaneously, Toji grunted and released into you with one last thrust, his seed painting your insides white.

“You’re gonna look so hot with my baby inside you.” Toji panted, sweat dripping from his forehead as he steadied himself on his elbows.

As a wave of drowsiness took over your bodies, the last thing you remembered was the animalistic look in Toji’s eyes and the heavy feeling of guilt settling once again in your heart. If your best friend were here right now, what would he say?

“Toji..” You whispered, your eyes fluttering and threatening to close any second now.

As the man on top of you pressed you against his hulking frame, you couldn’t help but wonder if you did the right thing.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, the door to the apartment swung open, letting a trickle of light into the dark and quiet living room.

Megumi is back.

[kireii-writes]

okay so what if megumi brought his friend over to hang out only to have toji sneak them away and rearrange their gutss

ah also i really enjoy your work! i hope you’re living your best life :)

Taint

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a/n: thanku anon! i hope you’re living your best life too <3 // also another toji thirst?? you really know how to get me going. i may or may not have went too far with this too because it’s toji, duh

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warning(s):​ nsfw dubcon, toji rearranging reader’s guts, riding toji (because toji is a dick), kinda slow burn- im so invested in this man

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Going to Megumi’s house everyday after school was sort of a ritual for you. Every time you hung out at his house, the both of you would end up in front of the TV, two pairs of eyes glued to the screen as fingers danced deftly across two different game controllers.

Today was no different. Or so you thought.

“... that’s why, Gojo-sensei will be the death of me one day.” You sighed as you and Megumi reached his front gate.

“Ah.” Realization struck him abruptly at the mention of the white haired teacher. “I forgot to grab something. There’s this new sweet that Gojo-sensei wants me to get for him.” Megumi let out a sigh at the thought of having to make an extra trip just to get something for his childlike teacher.

“I’ll be back soon, can you start lunch first please.” Megumi asked as he handed you the remaining bags of groceries the both of you had bought on the way back.

Muttering about how troublesome Gojo is, Megumi stalked off in the direction of the nearest convenience store before you could say anything. Left with no choice, you made your way into Megumi’s home, grateful that you decided to bring along the extra set of keys he had given to you before.

~~~

Humming to yourself, you grabbed a clean shirt from Megumi’s drawer and replaced it with your school uniform. Stepping out of your iffy school bottoms, a sigh of satisfaction escaped from you as the cool air hit your legs. You figured it would be fine, since you were the only one at home and you probably weren’t Megumi’s type.

Making your way to the kitchen, you began preparing lunch, engrossed in whatever you were making so much so that you did not realize someone had entered the house until you heard footsteps approaching you.

“Welcome back Megumi-” You looked up from the vegetables you were cutting, fully expecting your close friend. But instead, you came face to face with a towering man whom you recognize to be Megumi’s father. Though he was not frequently home, you’ve met him once or twice when he drops by.

“W-welcome home, Mr Fushiguro.” Your voice meek as you were suddenly conscious of the way you look- a few strands of hair falling across your face, you in nothing but Megumi’s over-sized shirt that dropped at a shoulder and your underwear.

You would never admit it, but the man in front of you made you more excited than you should be. “Just Toji is fine.” The short haired male smirked as he made his way towards you.

“Don’t let me stop you.” Toji gestured at the vegetables you were cutting up before he appeared. “I look forward to having lunch with you, y/n.”

Just the sound of your name rolling of his tongue was enough to drive you insane.

Sure, Toji may be hot, but he’s the father of your close friend. What would Megumi think of you if you told him you’re attracted to his father? Plus, he was too old for you and probably sees you as nothing but a small child.

Ignoring the blatant stares of Toji as he parked himself at the dining table, you focused on the task at hand and whipped up a hot lunch for the three of you.

“Megumi would be home soon, would you mind waiting?” You asked Toji, making sure to avoid all eye contact as you placed a bowl of rice and miso soup in front of him and trying your best to ignore how he looked at your legs with no shame.

“I don’t know, can you wait?” Toji licked his lips. Instantly, the action drew you to his wet lips. How would his lips feel on your skin? You were dying to find out. Rubbing your legs together subtly, you were about to give an answer when Megumi emerged, the surprised look on his face immediately masked by an expressionless one when he saw you talking to his father.

“You’re here.” Megumi stated gruffly, refusing to make eye contact with his father. Given how things had turned out, you couldn’t blame him. But the tension that hung in the air was getting too thick for your comfort.

“Megumi! I made your favorite dish, eat it before it gets cold.” You urged. A poor attempt at breaking the tension, you admitted. Thankfully, Megumi humored you and sat down opposite his father, while you took your place between the both of them, the three of you eating in silence.

“By the way, Megumi,” You piped up after awhile, hoping to ease the awkwardness between the father and son duo. “There’s this new game I’ve been wanting to try out, let’s play it after we finish eating.”

Nodding his head in agreement, the younger male continued to eat in silence.

~~~

“Give it up, loser.” You teased as Megumi groaned in frustration. “You’ll never beat me.” You giggled.

“Maybe it’s because I’m using the wrong controller. Here, give me yours.” Before you could react, a pair of strong arms tackled you onto the floor, hands and limbs entangled together as the both of you fought for the controller.

“No way!” You retorted and attempted to struggle out of Megumi’s grip. “It’s my lucky controller I’ve been using since day one!”

The both of you were so caught up in the moment that you didn’t realize Toji was staring at you underneath his son. If looks could kill, Megumi might be in danger by now.

As you finally pushed Megumi off of you, your face was flushed from your now exposed stomach when Megumi had struggled for the controller. Hastily pushing down your shirt, you couldn’t help but let out a sigh of disappointment and relief seeing that Toji was nowhere to be found.

~~~

“I have to go to the bathroom, you can start without me.” You informed the boy next to you after a few more rounds of battle. “I have to wash my hands.” You sighed as you pushed yourself up from the floor and made your way towards the bathroom without waiting for a reply.

Just as you were about to enter the bathroom, a strong arm encircled your waist as the other found it’s way to your mouth, stopping the surprised squeak that left your mouth abruptly.

“Don’t make a sound and go in” Toji’s hot breath tickled your neck, clouding your thoughts. Obediently, your legs walked you into the bathroom, Toji following behind as he locked the door.

“Mr F-fushiguro...” You stammered, the close proximity of you and Toji making you delirious.

“I told you, Toji is fine.” Toji smirked as his rough fingers brought your chin up. “There’s something bothering me, y/n.” He hummed, his cold yet lustful eyes roaming across your face and trembling body.

“Wha-what is it, T-toji?” You unconsciously licked your dry lips. Toji’s eyes landed on your throat as you swallowed.

“It’s the fact that you’re too close to my son.” He hummed, the loss of skin contact making you a little lonely.

“Are you trying to seduce my son?” Toji mocked as he sat on the covered toilet seat, his face mocking you.

“N-no.” You answered truthfully, not daring to look at Toji in the eye. “...”

“Really? Because it seems to me that you’re throwing yourself at my son. If you’re interested in my son, I’ll have to make sure you’re good enough for him.” The cockiness was evident in Toji’s taunting.

“NO!” You countered abruptly, causing Toji to cock an eyebrow at you. “I-i’m not interested in your son. sir.”

“And why is that? Megumi has potential, you know.”

You looked down at your toes and could visibly see the gears in your mind turning and trying to churn out a reasonable excuse. There was no way in hell you could tell Toji it’s because of him.”

Unfortunately for you, Toji read your mind in that instant.

“Is it because you want me instead?” His taunting deep voice made your heart rate speed up. “Are you using my son to get to me? That’s what you’re doing, isn’t it?” You kept silent, but your cheeks were now red in embarrassment, all because Toji was right. he was right about you wanting him, and how you hoped he would be there to notice that you were getting too close to Megumi, in hopes of him correcting that.

“Answer me, brat.” Toji growled, impatience written all over his face.

“Y-yes.” You blushed fiercely, not daring to look Toji in the eye as he grabbed you by the jaw roughly.

“Then I think we could do something about it, hm?”

As if anticipating your answer, you were roughly pulled towards the big man, his thick fingers working deftly to remove the only barrier between you and him.

“Show me how much you want me.” Toji ordered, his pants come undone in an instant.

“Spread those legs and show me how much you want me.” Toji drawled on, a smirk playing on his lips as he pulled you towards him.

Like the obedient little pet you were, you complied to his demands, eager to please the man in front of you.

“Fuck.” Toji cursed as he was fully sheathed in you, your arousal making it easier for you to take him.

He was big- big enough that you let out a mixed moan of pain and excitement.

“If you’re good, i’ll fuck you.” Toji hummed as a hand snaked up to your scalp, tugging at the roots of your hair. “Go on, be good and ride me like you mean it.” He nudged.

Hesitatingly, you rolled your hips back and forth, one hand on his chest and the other at the back of his neck. The pained look on your face did nothing but made Toji harder as you sped up, your teeth biting down on your lower lip to stop the moans that were threatening to spill out.

“I can’t hear you.” Toji taunted. With a sharp thrust, Toji bucked his hips towards you, earning a strangled moan from you.

“M-Megumi...” You whined, hopping that Toji would get your point as you continued to ride him, your movements never slowing down as you attempted to chase your high. “Megumi w-will hear... ah!” a sweet moan fell from your lips as Toji sucked on your neck and collarbone, leaving blooming marks all over you.

“You just have to ride me like the slut you are.” Toji grunted as you continued pushing yourself down onto him. You fitted him so well- so tight and pure, just for him to taint and destroy.

“I’m gonna...” Your words were cut off by a rough kiss, Toji’s warm tongue slipping into your mouth and intertwining with yours.

Expertly, Toji flipped you over as he pushed you against the sink, his thrusts never faltering.

“See how good you’re taking me? You’re such a slut, y/n.” Toji panted as he forced you to look at yourself in the mirror.

You were a masterpiece to behold. Something so pure and innocent completely destroyed by Toji. Bruises and hickies were blooming like flowers all over your skin, sweat was rolling down your forehead, and a look of euphoric bliss all over your face as Toji pounded roughly into you, his eyes trained on you the whole time.

“You feel so fucking good.” Toji panted, burying his face in your hair. “And you looks so beautiful with me in you.”

“Do you see it, my little slut? How well you’re taking me?” The hand around your throat reached to press down on your lower abdomen, a bulge clearly visible due to Toji’s sheer size.

“T-Toji!” You panted, nearing your climax.

Without a single word, Toji continued his assault on your body, his big hands now roaming everywhere.

“Imagine how Megumi would feel when he finds out his best friend has been fucking his old man and actually enjoys it.” Toji panted, his chest heaving as he pounded into you with so much force that you had to plant your hands into the basin so that you wouldn’t fall.

“Shall we give him a little something?” Toji continued as you continued to clench around him, your mewls and moans filling the bathroom. With one last thrust, Toji’s hand pulled you towards him, causing you to arch your back.

“Cum for me.” He finally ordered.

Desperate to keep Megumi from finding out what had happened, you covered your mouth with both hands in an attempt to muffle your moans as you unclench your walls around Toji, a warm sensation filling you up as Toji finally relaxed.

As your legs gave way beneath you, strong arms caught you before you hit the floor, and you were pressed into Toji’s warm and heaving chest before you knew it.

“Now, you better get back before Megumi becomes suspicious.” Toji finally spoke up as he pulled away from you.

“We’ll do this again, don’t look so sad.” Toji taunted as he pulled his pants up, leaving you worn out on the toilet seat.

“After all, you deserve to be tainted.”

[kireii-writes]

Can I request yandere Tomura stalking his obsession?

I’m your biggest fan

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a/n: this has got to be the longest shigaraki fic i’ve written. which really surprises me since shigaraki isn’t really my type.

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warning(s): stalking, yandere tendencies, mentions of drugging, slight cursing, a tad too long

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It started out with an innocent cup of coffee.

Then, it was the constant request for you to serve him.

Afterwards came the personal questions asked as you sat across him at the usual table he would park himself at after your shifts.

Next came multiple coincidences of running into him when you least expect it.

Of course, you were too naive and innocent to see through his intentions. That’s why he chose you.

At first, Shigaraki had entered the cafe you worked at in hopes of finding a hostage to threaten the pro-heroes, under the pretense of just causally dropping in, like many other customers do.

When he opened the door to the homely cafe, you were the one that greeted him with the warm and kind smile you’ve always had on your face. At first Shigaraki thought nothing of you, until you walked up to him to take his order.

“Good afternoon, sir. May I take your order?” You grinned at the light blue haired male sitting at the small table furtherest away from everyone.

There it was again- that same smile that you gave him when he first entered the cafe.

“Just a coffee.” The male replied gruffly as he pulled the hood of his jacket further down his face.

“We have many types of coffee, sir. Which one are you interested in?” The smile was still plastered on your face as you stood there, waiting for his reply. “We have different types of lattes, mochas and espressos. May I also interest you in the different cakes and breads we have?”

“Whatever, just get me anything.” Shigaraki replied impatiently. “I don’t know what to get, surprise me.”

Upon hearing his reply, you were slightly taken aback by surprise. Sure, you’ve dealt with many customers who were picky, but never one who was uninterested in picking out an order.

“Very well then,” You clicked your pen. “Do give me a moment.” Smiling at him, you turned your back towards Shigaraki and made your way to the counter.

~~~

“Here is your coffee, sir.” Your voice caught Shigaraki’s attention as he turned his attention away from the window. “Do enjoy.”

“What is this?” The male asked as he took a whiff of the aromatic scent of the coffee in front of him.

“Matcha latte.” You smiled. “Our store’s speciality.” Seeing no reaction from the man in front of you as he continues surveying the coffee in front of him, you figured a little background information wouldn’t hurt anyone, especially him.

“Did you know? The matcha latte is our specialty because it-“

“I don’t care.” Shigaraki spoke up with such brusqueness that you immediately stopped talking. “What’s your name.” He asked or rather, demanded.

“Y/n. My name is y/n.” You replied quickly, as if eager to please him when in reality, you were just afraid he might pick on you and cause the manager to come out. There’s no knowing if you’ll get to keep your job if that happens.

“Y/n....” Shigaraki hummed as he drummed his fingers on the smooth table absentmindedly. “That’s a nice name.” He muttered. If you hadn’t been paying close attention, you would have brushed it off. Instead, a blush slowly crept onto your face at his words.

“When are you done with work? I want to get to know you more.”

Checking the clock on the wall, your face lit up with the prospect of pleasing a customer. “Five more minutes.” You informed him.

“Then come back in 5 minutes.” The red eyed man replied, scratching the back of his neck as his gaze avoided you.

He was like a little kid, you thought.

“See you in 5 minutes then.” You chirped happily at the prospect of making a new friend.

“Oh and,” You turned back to face the man that was looking at your retreating form.

“What’s your name?”

“...”

“Shigaraki Tomura.”

~~~

Ever since then, you’ve hung out with Tomura every time your shift ends. Without fail, he would be waiting quietly at the same table the both of you first met, until you were ready to approach him.

Sometimes it was just hanging out at the cafe after work, catching up on anything and everything. Other times the both of you would walk through the town without a destination in mind as Tomura listened to you talk about your day.

It’s been three months.

Three months since you’ve met Tomura, and you’ve never once asked him what he does for a living. And he doesn’t tell you anything about himself either.

And then one day, he didn’t drop by the cafe as usual. You thought it was strange, but for all you know he could be busy.

As the last customer made their way out of the cafe, you started to clean up when your co-worker took on the job of closing the store, allowing you to leave earlier than planned.

Even though you left earlier, it was close to midnight when you alighted from the train. By now, there were not many people in the station.

Wrapping your coat around yourself, you hastily walked towards the direction of your home. There has been news of dangerous people lurking around the neighbourhood, and you wouldn’t want to risk bumping into them.

Although close to the station, the neighbourhood you lived it was a rather old one. Dim streetlights lit the way home, but they were so dim that it didn’t help much. Often you would hear of rowdy people laughing as they drink themselves drunk in the dead of the night, causing a ruckus to the people living close by.

Picking up your pace, you avoided all eye contact and strained your ears to hear for any footsteps apart from yours as you took a turn into the neighbourhood. You thought it was stupid to be so anxious about it, but you wouldn’t want to end up dead in an alley the next day because of one mistake.

But still, you couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling of someone or something watching you from the shadows. Turning back ever so frequently, you would scan the surrounding for any signs of a stalker. Every now and then, you could feel someone or something watching you as you walked hastily towards your home. And your suspicions were confirmed when a group of men emerged from the dark, menacing looks plastered on their faces.

“Hey little thing,” One of them drawled as he made his way towards you, the smell of liquor hanging onto his clothes and skin. “Where are you going? Let me take you there.” He hiccuped.

You tried to walk past him, but his drunkard friends surrounded you in a circle, preventing you from escaping.

“Are you deaf?” Another man demanded impatiently. “He asked you where you’re going. Are you gonna ignore him? You know what happens to stupid people like you who don’t answer big bro?” the man on your right snarled at you.

You could’ve just run through them, but fear overtook your body, your legs frozen in place. You whole body shook in trepidation. Is this how you’re going to die?

You were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn’t realise that the men were now closing in on you. They were the kind of people that the neighbourhood police have warned the people living close by about. They’ve been trying to nab these guys, but were unable to because they would evade the police and seem to have a hiding spot that nobody knows about.

A surprised yelp left your lips as you were being pulled by the collar from behind, your legs desperately trying to regain stability.

“Please just let me go. I won’t tell anyone about this.” You begged as a last resort. In response, you were roughly pushed to your knees as “big bro” stood in front of your trembling form, his hands undoing his belt.

“Stupid bitches like you should just shut up and do as you’re told.” He slurred.

By now, the feeling of someone else watching you apart from the men who’ve cornered you were the least of your concerns.

“No! Please!” Tears were running down your face in fear of your situation as two men from behind tore your coat away and roughly pinned you down.

A stinging slap to your face was all you got in response.

“Better open your mouth nice and wide.” The supposed leader hiccuped, his face flushed red from the liquor he has downed.

While you struggled against your captors and begged for your life, you thought it was over as the man grabbed your jaw and forced your mouth open.

As the sight of him drew closer to you, tears wouldn’t stop leaking from your eyes. Maybe, if you closed your eyes it would be better. Not like it would help you get out of this situation you’re currently in.

But when the grip on your jaw loosened, you opened your teary eyes to see that the man had completely disappeared. And in his place was a pile of ash and dust.

“He should’ve gotten his filthy hands off what belongs to me.” A familiar voice reached your ears.

“T-Tomura?” You looked up through blurry eyes to see the oh so familiar face staring at the pile of ash with contempt.

Instantly, the rest of the men who’ve had you cornered released you and stumbled backwards as if they had seen a ghost, a look of fear flashing before their faces.

“Oi, are the both of you going to come out or do I have to finish this myself? If that’s the case, what’s the point of bringing you guys along?” Tomura said to no one in particular as he scratched the back of his neck.

“What’s the rush?” A second voice replied as a man with scars on his face and hands emerged from the shadows. “We have all the time in the world.” The man smirked at your assaulters as he ran a scarred hand through his thick, black hair. “And also, I didn’t join you so I could save some damsel in distress, Shigaraki.”

“Dabi’s right, you know. I just wanted to see for myself how y/n looked like, not come and play hero. We should leave that to the real heroes.” A blonde haired girl giggled, knife in hand. “But I can see why y/n’s got your interest. I guess you following her around for 3 months really did pay off.”

“Are you going to help me get rid of these good for nothings or am I going to have to disintegrate you for talking too much, Toga?” Tomura questioned the girl named Toga.

“Well,” She started. “There’s new blood, so I guess i’ll help out then!” Toga bounced up and down gleefully.

As the remaining of your captors tried to run away, Toga leapt at the closest man and plunged her knife into his neck, all the while chanting “new blood, new blood” gleefully like a little kid.

“Dabi. You get the rest.” Tomura scratched his neck, a red spot emerging slowly but surely.

It was then when you felt warmth as blue light emitted from the the black haired male’s palm. Wait no, it wasn’t light.

It was blue flames.

Soon, the terrified screams of the men who’d attacked you died down in the flames, the nearby walls scorched and tainted black with the aftermath of the blue flames.

And there you were, clutching your coat that Tomura had picked up to your chest, trying to process what just happened.

Tomura just disintegrated someone, the girl called Toga was collecting the blood of her victim, and the man with blue flames was standing there, his hands now shoved into his jeans.

“Y/n.” Tomura spoke as he looked at you, who was still a trembling mess on the floor.

“H-how did you know I would be here? Who are these people? W-who are you?”

The night was still and quiet now apart from Toga’s quiet humming as she cleaned her knife, your questions hanging in the air unanswered.

“You k-killed someone.” You whispered, Tomura becoming a stranger in your eyes.

“...”

“Because he touched you. He touched what belongs to me.” Tomura replied, a hint of remorse nowhere to be found.

“Why don’t you just tell her that you’ve been watching her like the creep you are for the past few months already.” Dabi smirked.

“And who we are!” Toga piped up.

Silence greeted the four of you as Tomura stood there, staring at you intently.

“We’ll save the questions for later.” He finally spoke up. When you finally looked at him, a syringe was in his hands.

“For now, get some rest.”

A soft gasp left your lips as the stinging feeling of needle pierced your skin, and drowsiness slowly overtook you, your body heavy like lead.

The last thing you saw was Tomura’s ruby red eyes looking down at you.

“I’ll protect you forever, y/n.”

[kireii-writes]

Can I request yandere Tomura stalking his obsession?

I’m your biggest fan

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a/n: this has got to be the longest shigaraki fic i’ve written. which really surprises me since shigaraki isn’t really my type.

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warning(s): stalking, yandere tendencies, mentions of drugging, slight cursing, a tad too long

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It started out with an innocent cup of coffee.

Then, it was the constant request for you to serve him.

Afterwards came the personal questions asked as you sat across him at the usual table he would park himself at after your shifts.

Next came multiple coincidences of running into him when you least expect it.

Of course, you were too naive and innocent to see through his intentions. That’s why he chose you.

At first, Shigaraki had entered the cafe you worked at in hopes of finding a hostage to threaten the pro-heroes, under the pretense of just causally dropping in, like many other customers do.

When he opened the door to the homely cafe, you were the one that greeted him with the warm and kind smile you’ve always had on your face. At first Shigaraki thought nothing of you, until you walked up to him to take his order.

“Good afternoon, sir. May I take your order?” You grinned at the light blue haired male sitting at the small table furtherest away from everyone.

There it was again- that same smile that you gave him when he first entered the cafe.

“Just a coffee.” The male replied gruffly as he pulled the hood of his jacket further down his face.

“We have many types of coffee, sir. Which one are you interested in?” The smile was still plastered on your face as you stood there, waiting for his reply. “We have different types of lattes, mochas and espressos. May I also interest you in the different cakes and breads we have?”

“Whatever, just get me anything.” Shigaraki replied impatiently. “I don’t know what to get, surprise me.”

Upon hearing his reply, you were slightly taken aback by surprise. Sure, you’ve dealt with many customers who were picky, but never one who was uninterested in picking out an order.

“Very well then,” You clicked your pen. “Do give me a moment.” Smiling at him, you turned your back towards Shigaraki and made your way to the counter.

~~~

“Here is your coffee, sir.” Your voice caught Shigaraki’s attention as he turned his attention away from the window. “Do enjoy.”

“What is this?” The male asked as he took a whiff of the aromatic scent of the coffee in front of him.

“Matcha latte.” You smiled. “Our store’s speciality.” Seeing no reaction from the man in front of you as he continues surveying the coffee in front of him, you figured a little background information wouldn’t hurt anyone, especially him.

“Did you know? The matcha latte is our specialty because it-“

“I don’t care.” Shigaraki spoke up with such brusqueness that you immediately stopped talking. “What’s your name.” He asked or rather, demanded.

“Y/n. My name is y/n.” You replied quickly, as if eager to please him when in reality, you were just afraid he might pick on you and cause the manager to come out. There’s no knowing if you’ll get to keep your job if that happens.

“Y/n....” Shigaraki hummed as he drummed his fingers on the smooth table absentmindedly. “That’s a nice name.” He muttered. If you hadn’t been paying close attention, you would have brushed it off. Instead, a blush slowly crept onto your face at his words.

“When are you done with work? I want to get to know you more.”

Checking the clock on the wall, your face lit up with the prospect of pleasing a customer. “Five more minutes.” You informed him.

“Then come back in 5 minutes.” The red eyed man replied, scratching the back of his neck as his gaze avoided you.

He was like a little kid, you thought.

“See you in 5 minutes then.” You chirped happily at the prospect of making a new friend.

“Oh and,” You turned back to face the man that was looking at your retreating form.

“What’s your name?”

“...”

“Shigaraki Tomura.”

~~~

Ever since then, you’ve hung out with Tomura every time your shift ends. Without fail, he would be waiting quietly at the same table the both of you first met, until you were ready to approach him.

Sometimes it was just hanging out at the cafe after work, catching up on anything and everything. Other times the both of you would walk through the town without a destination in mind as Tomura listened to you talk about your day.

It’s been three months.

Three months since you’ve met Tomura, and you’ve never once asked him what he does for a living. And he doesn’t tell you anything about himself either.

And then one day, he didn’t drop by the cafe as usual. You thought it was strange, but for all you know he could be busy.

As the last customer made their way out of the cafe, you started to clean up when your co-worker took on the job of closing the store, allowing you to leave earlier than planned.

Even though you left earlier, it was close to midnight when you alighted from the train. By now, there were not many people in the station.

Wrapping your coat around yourself, you hastily walked towards the direction of your home. There has been news of dangerous people lurking around the neighbourhood, and you wouldn’t want to risk bumping into them.

Although close to the station, the neighborhood you lived it was a rather old one. Dim streetlights lit the way home, but they were so dim that it didn’t help much. Often you would hear of rowdy people laughing as they drink themselves drunk in the dead of the night, causing a ruckus to the people living close by.

Picking up your pace, you avoided all eye contact and strained your ears to hear for any footsteps apart from yours as you took a turn into the neighborhood. You thought it was stupid to be so anxious about it, but you wouldn’t want to end up dead in an alley the next day because of one mistake.

But still, you couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling of someone or something watching you from the shadows. Turning back ever so frequently, you would scan the surrounding for any signs of a stalker. Every now and then, you could feel someone or something watching you as you walked hastily towards your home. And your suspicions were confirmed when a group of men emerged from the dark, menacing looks plastered on their faces.

“Hey little thing,” One of them drawled as he made his way towards you, the smell of liquor hanging onto his clothes and skin. “Where are you going? Let me take you there.” He hiccuped.

You tried to walk past him, but his drunkard friends surrounded you in a circle, preventing you from escaping.

“Are you deaf?” Another man demanded impatiently. “He asked you where you’re going. Are you gonna ignore him? You know what happens to stupid people like you who don’t answer big bro?” the man on your right snarled at you.

You could’ve just run through them, but fear overtook your body, your legs frozen in place. You whole body shook in trepidation. Is this how you’re going to die?

You were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn’t realize that the men were now closing in on you. They were the kind of people that the neighborhood police have warned the people living close by about. They’ve been trying to nab these guys, but were unable to because they would evade the police and seem to have a hiding spot that nobody knows about.

A surprised yelp left your lips as you were being pulled by the collar from behind, your legs desperately trying to regain stability.

“Please just let me go. I won’t tell anyone about this.” You begged as a last resort. In response, you were roughly pushed to your knees as “big bro” stood in front of your trembling form, his hands undoing his belt.

“Stupid bitches like you should just shut up and do as you’re told.” He slurred.

By now, the feeling of someone else watching you apart from the men who’ve cornered you were the least of your concerns.

“No! Please!” Tears were running down your face in fear of your situation as two men from behind tore your coat away and roughly pinned you down.

A stinging slap to your face was all you got in response.

“Better open your mouth nice and wide.” The supposed leader hiccuped, his face flushed red from the liquor he has downed.

While you struggled against your captors and begged for your life, you thought it was over as the man grabbed your jaw and forced your mouth open.

As the sight of him drew closer to you, tears wouldn’t stop leaking from your eyes. Maybe, if you closed your eyes it would be better. Not like it would help you get out of this situation you’re currently in.

But when the grip on your jaw loosened, you opened your teary eyes to see that the man had completely disappeared. And in his place was a pile of ash and dust.

“He should’ve gotten his filthy hands off what belongs to me.” A familiar voice reached your ears.

“T-Tomura?” You looked up through blurry eyes to see the oh so familiar face staring at the pile of ash with contempt.

Instantly, the rest of the men who’ve had you cornered released you and stumbled backwards as if they had seen a ghost, a look of fear flashing before their faces.

“Oi, are the both of you going to come out or do I have to finish this myself? If that’s the case, what’s the point of bringing you guys along?” Tomura said to no one in particular as he scratched the back of his neck.

“What’s the rush?” A second voice replied as a man with scars on his face and hands emerged from the shadows. “We have all the time in the world.” The man smirked at your assaulters as he ran a scarred hand through his thick, black hair. “And also, I didn’t join you so I could save some damsel in distress, Shigaraki.”

“Dabi’s right, you know. I just wanted to see for myself how y/n looked like, not come and play hero. We should leave that to the real heroes.” A blonde haired girl giggled, knife in hand. “But I can see why y/n’s got your interest. I guess you following her around for 3 months really did pay off.”

“Are you going to help me get rid of these good for nothings or am I going to have to disintegrate you for talking too much, Toga?” Tomura questioned the girl named Toga.

“Well,” She started. “There’s new blood, so I guess i’ll help out then!” Toga bounced up and down gleefully.

As the remaining of your captors tried to run away, Toga leapt at the closest man and plunged her knife into his neck, all the while chanting “new blood, new blood” gleefully like a little kid.

“Dabi. You get the rest.” Tomura scratched his neck, a red spot emerging slowly but surely.

It was then when you felt warmth as blue light emitted from the the black haired male’s palm. Wait no, it wasn’t light.

It was blue flames.

Soon, the terrified screams of the men who’d attacked you died down in the flames, the nearby walls scorched and tainted black with the aftermath of the blue flames.

And there you were, clutching your coat that Tomura had picked up to your chest, trying to process what just happened.

Tomura just disintegrated someone, the girl called Toga was collecting the blood of her victim, and the man with blue flames was standing there, his hands now shoved into his jeans.

“Y/n.” Tomura spoke as he looked at you, who was still a trembling mess on the floor.

“H-how did you know I would be here? Who are these people? W-who are you?”

The night was still and quiet now apart from Toga’s quiet humming as she cleaned her knife, your questions hanging in the air unanswered.

“You k-killed someone.” You whispered, Tomura becoming a stranger in your eyes.

“...”

“Because he touched you. He touched what belongs to me.” Tomura replied, a hint of remorse nowhere to be found.

“Why don’t you just tell her that you’ve been watching her like the creep you are for the past few months already.” Dabi smirked.

“And who we are!” Toga piped up.

Silence greeted the four of you as Tomura stood there, staring at you intently.

“no... wait!” You cried out as you inched back from the once familiar figure in front of you. Now, he was someone else- a murderer who feels no remorse and not the Shigaraki Tomura that you knew. 

“So?” The blue hair man scratched his nape out of frustration. “I told you, it’s because they touched what is mine.” 

What’s his? Did he mean you? Since when did you belong to him. 

“H-how long have you been following me?” You questioned, hoping that he wouldn’t hear the fear in your shaky voice. You needed to stall as much time as possible while thinking of an escape route. But three against one? Only a miracle would allow you escape. 

“Long enough to know your daily routine.” The man name Dabi smirked, mockery lacing his words as Tomura stared down at you and said nothing. 

“Creep.” You couldn’t help but whisper under your breath. Your eyes were stinging and blurry with the tears that were threatening to spill over, but you didn’t dare to look away from Tomura out of fear that he might try something in the mere split second. 

“We’ll save the questions for later.” He finally spoke up. When you finally looked at him, a syringe was in his hands.

“For now, get some rest.” 

A soft gasp left your lips as the stinging feeling of needle pierced your skin, and drowsiness slowly overtook you, your body heavy like lead.

The last thing you saw was Tomura’s ruby red eyes looking down at you.

“I’ll protect you forever, y/n.”

[kireii-writes]

YOURE BACK 😭💜

yesss <3 been finding it hard to write but i finally got back on track XD

[kireii-writes]

How about jealous sukuna hc? Hihi

warning(s): *slight nsfw*

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- a jealous sukuna is a sukuna that no one would be safe around.

- including you- even though he’s so soft for you. 

- when it comes to you, the slightest thing would be able to make him jealous.

- just because he’s in yuuji’s body doesn’t mean that he can’t see how you’re so close to other people besides him. 

- he hates it especially when gojo and yuuji are the ones you’re getting all close with.  to him, the teacher and student are both insufferable and in his way. 

- sukuna definitely hates it when you get too close to other people, especially Itadori Yuuji. he swears he hates yuuji with his entire being.  

- when’s he’s jealous, he’s most likely to be rougher with you. 

- loves to mark you through biting or scratching as if to mark his property, and his assault on your body would be evident for everyone to see the next day.

- when sukuna’s jealous, he’s the type to ignore you until you ask him what’s wrong. and when you do, he’s going to eye you with a look of contempt. 

- most of the time he overtakes yuuji’s body to show his distaste in you getting close to the boy. if he isn’t, sukuna would bring you into his domain just to look down at you from his throne. 

- it gives him a sense of satisfaction to just look down on people. 

-  other times when he isn’t making you figure out what you did to make him jealous, he’s going to teach his little pet a lesson. you don’t remember what you did? he’s going to drill it into you as his hips snaps against yours mercilessly. 

- “do you remember what you did now?” the king of curses demands as he continues his assault on your body. 

- if he isn’t able to take out his frustrations on you for whatever reason, sukuna’s going to go on a killing spree until the thrill and satisfaction of killing overtakes the jealousy that was within him awhile ago. 

- when he isn’t all high and mighty, sukuna’s can be like a jealous kid. when this happens, instead of regarding you with contempt, he’ll refuse to speak to you like a child until you coax him and tell him you’ll never make him jealous again.