#ash.writes

[huboi]

. SOFTY | 🎀

╰┈➤ summary; jjk men being big softies for you <3

╰┈➤ includes; gn! reader, possibly ooc characters, pure heart melting fluff, mentions of eating and drinking

╰┈➤ a/n; yes I’m aware I haven’t posted in years, I’ve been in a writers block for so long bro😭

GOJO SATORU

man’s already a huge softie, very smitten with you

even before you started dating he was all over you like an overexcited puppy when it’s owner comes back from work

when you guys started dating, nothing really changed

read as; gojo somehow managed to become even more clingy

LOVES PDA

dw tho, if you don’t like pda then he’ll respect that, as long as you guys can cuddle when you’re in private he won’t complain

if you are comfortable with PDA, prepare to hold hands 25/8

also he loves cuddles

kisses are a huge must, wether they’re short and sweet or long and spicy

GETO SUGURU

he doesn’t act very happy when you’re not around

only time when he’s happy when you’re not around is if his girls are there

when he comes back from his shenanigans he just snuggles you

will keep cuddling you even if you need the toilet

“suguru im gonna piss myself istg” “no you’re not”

even though you are a sorcerer, he wishes to keep you away from his sorcerer shenanigans

he doesn’t want you seeing his ‘ugly side’ to say the least

it’s as if a switch goes off in his brain when you come into the picture

“I will kill every non sorcerer there is😡😡😡” “hi sugu poo😙” “hi baby🥰🥰🥰”

KENTO NANAMI

he’s a serious guy, and so when he sees you, he just low key switches personalities for a sec

“hi honey, you ok? have you eaten, drank some water….” he tends to ask you these questions a lot, but dw he’s just concerned for your health

no PDA, the closest you’ll convince him to do is hand holding

in the privacy of your home, he’s a huge snuggle bug (you didn’t hear this from me)

loves kissing your face, he doesn’t know why, it just comforts him

one time you interrupted his time with yuji, giving him his lunch as he forgot it, and he, surprisingly, ended up kissing you on the cheek

yuji was stunned (the boy was too stunned to speak)

SUKUNA RYOMEN

when people think of the sukuna, they think of homicide, murder and all things negative

what people don’t see, is that when his s/o wants a certain food, he’ll get them they’re food no matter the cost

doesn’t matter if you want something fancy or simple, he’s gonna get it (you have to plead with him to not kill anyone)

no promises though (he ends up simply paying for it)

low key begs you for hugs, when you point this out he claims he ‘demands’ you for hugs and that he never begs… yeah right

you are the most protected person out there, sorcerer or not

you claim he reminds you of a tiger, but he acts like a simple house cat when you’re in the picture

he disagrees with a huff and arms crossed against his (phat titties) chest

you notice a slight blush on his cheeks, but you don’t say anything

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[we-are-so-close]

Better Man pt. III

Pt. I Pt. II Porco Galliard x fem!reader; Canon Divergent word count: ~3.0k |18+ Minors Do Not Interact Please| warnings: spoilers for the anime if you haven't seen it a/n: my final part for @blkladyelle's Paramour Collab. the very last scene is what originally inspired this whole thing. Thanks for reading. As always, feedback is appreciated :)

“What do you mean you aren’t going to be sitting with us?” Porco whispered angrily in the broom closet you had pulled him into. His brows were scrunched and his mouth turned downward; you could tell that he was furious. And though his feelings were justified, you couldn’t help but smile at how he got angry on  your behalf. You cupped his face and stood up onto your tiptoes to place a kiss on his forehead. His angry facade softened, his tension melted at your touch. 

“You act like this is something new, Pock.” You gave a soft hum. “If I were to sit with the rest of you, I would be a distraction and off putting to everyone else around. But Zeke is still letting me watch the speech. I’m going to be on a nearby rooftop, but it shouldn’t be too bad.” You hoped your optimism would make him feel better, and for a moment you thought it did. 

“Surely by now, you’ve proven yourself enough to be able to sit with the rest of us. It’s not right. It’s-”

“Porco,” you said softly. “It’s okay. Let’s meet on my rooftop afterwards, yeah?” 

He stared down at you and gave a light nod. His head rested on your shoulder as he wrapped his arms tightly around you. Your head nestled into his chest, savoring the moment. The alone time the two of you could find was few and far between. Zeke seemed to need to know your whereabouts more so than usual. 

“We better get going, it’s going to start soon,” you said as you broke away from his embrace. As you turned toward the door, Porco grabbed your wrist and pulled you back in for a kiss. Now, it was your turn to melt into his touch. 

“Rooftop after the speech?” He asked. 

“Rooftop after the speech. Don’t be late,” you teased. 

“Don’t be a pain in the ass,” he teased back. 

“Bite me, Galliard!”

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Everything happened all at once. Willy Tybur was in the middle of speaking when you felt a rumbling. And then out of nowhere, a titan burst from underneath the stage and ate the man who had just declared war on Paradis Island. From up top, you could see and hear the panic spread amongst the crowd. Your heart was pounding and the fear you felt continued to grow. Titans were something you were used to, but this titan was different. It seemed oddly familiar. But then your thoughts went immediately to Porco. He and Pieck had been escorted to some other location before the speech started, but you hadn’t seen where they were going. 

From where you were standing, there was nothing you could do. Even if you could move, there wasn’t a single thing you could do to help anybody. The sounds of the titan screams and people's screams were all too familiar. The headache you had grown accustomed to began to radiate more and more as each minute passed. 

“No, not now,” you mumbled to yourself as you grabbed your head, trying to put pressure to prevent the inevitable. 

And then you heard it, you heard him. You could recognize Porco’s Jaw Titan anywhere. Frantically, you searched for him. And once you found him, you didn’t like what you saw. The Jaw Titan was getting ripped limb from limb by the larger titan. Seeing him like that finally kicked you into gear. You had to get down there and help somehow. 

But as you tried to make your way down the building, it felt like you were being kept in place. Your legs were moving, but your body was not. This was just like the dream you had months ago. The dream that plagued your thoughts every day. 

“No, no, no, no, no…Porco!” you called out. An arm tightened around your midsection and lifted you off of the roof. It caused you to turn to find another familiar face. 

“It’s…it’s you. The man in my dreams,” you said, shocked. And then something in your head clicked. “I…know you. Jean?”

“______, it’s you. You’re okay!” Jean shouted. 

“J-jean, you have to let me go! I have to go help him!” You looked back in the direction of Porco. “Please! He needs my help. I-I can’t..if he dies….no, I can’t leave him alone!” Hysteria was consuming you. 

Jean gritted his teeth. “I can’t-”

“Please!” You stared at him with wide eyes. “Please, I’ll do anything! If you let me go help him, I’ll come back with you, no arguing, no fighting. Please, let me go help him.” Tears were streaming down your face. You tried to peel his grip from your torso, but he was much stronger than you. 

“I let you go once, and I ended up losing you. I’m not making that mistake again.” He stared at you intensely. “I’m taking you back home, ______. I’m getting you out of this damned place.” 

Home? Were you even sure what home felt like anymore? As far as you were concerned, home was wherever Porco was. You sobbed into the chest of the man who had a hold of you. Rationally, you knew there was nothing you could do to help Porco. But it still didn’t make you feel any better. Porco was always the one saving you in battles, why couldn’t you try to save him when he needed you?  

The headache was raging in full force; the stress, the crying, the whole situation was a recipe for disaster for you. Like every other headache, your vision began to get blurry and you began to become extremely nauseous. The last sounds you heard were the sounds of the Jaw Titan roaring and Jean calling out your name. When you regained your consciousness, you were back in your old home; Pardis. 

Much like when you first arrived in Marley, you were once again an outcast. Everyone was convinced that you were a traitor and didn’t deserve to be part of the Garrison again. They hounded you much the same way that Zeke did. Question after question, hour after hour, there was no letting up. Jean finally spoke up for you once you said there wasn’t anything else left to talk about. He was the main advocate for you and everyone agreed with him. No more questions, no more treating you like you were the enemy. 

Jean was the only good thing about your old home. Things were different, people were different. Jean had changed, too, but the one thing that remained the same was his love for you. He looked at you the way Porco looked at you. It made you feel guilty. He still loved you after all this time, but you had forgotten him. What kind of person were you if you could so easily forget someone you loved? 

“Tell me, did they hurt you?” Jean asked tenderly. His eyes were soft and patient. He rested one of his hands on your knee as the other tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. 

“No,” you shook your head, eyes not meeting his, “nobody hurt me.”

“Are you okay? Are you happy to be back?” He seemed to hesitate as he asked you the last question. 

Tears began to well in your eyes, a lump caught in the back of your throat. “I’ll be okay,” you were able to choke out, holding back the tears for the time being. The silence between you went on for several minutes. It took everything in you to keep from breaking down in front of this man who you felt you hardly knew anymore. 

“I never gave up hope finding you, ______. I knew I would find you. I knew it. Every night I would look up at the moon and it’s like you were here with me, I don’t know how to describe it.”

This was the sentiment that finally broke the dam holding back everything. Jean was laying his heart out for you and you weren’t sure if you could reciprocate his feelings. What were you supposed to tell him? That you had also looked at the moon and felt a presence with you? That you dreamed about him every night, but ended up falling in love with someone else? 

“Jean…” you fell into his chest and sobbed. He held onto you like you were the most precious treasure in the world. He was afraid you were going to slip from his embrace once more.

“It’s okay. I’m here now. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you all those years ago. You wouldn’t be feeling this way if I hadn’t let you out of my grasp,” he scolded himself. 

Sniffling and wiping away the tears from your face, you tried your best to get yourself together. Jean had been so caring and reassuring ever since you’d been back in Paradis, now it was your turn to try to make him feel better. “It’s n-not your fault. It’s o-okay,” you took in a moment in order to calm yourself and steady your breathing. “It’s okay, Jean. You’re a good man and I’m grateful for you. I-I love you.” A sharp pain shot through your heart. But the look on Jean’s face almost made you forget the pain.

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The loud crackling and brazen glow of lights had you disoriented. You were able to make it to the roof of a nearby house to wait until you could regain your thoughts. No one would have ever guessed that you were gone for four years, with the way you could handle yourself in the ODM gear. It was like you had never left in the first place. But most people wouldn’t know that you were content with the life you had in Marley. Despite being an outcast and treated terribly by almost everyone, you were actually happy. You had someone who loved you; you had Porco. But now, you were zipping from building to building trying to find him. 

“Where are you going? We need to stick to the plan,” Jean called out to you as he landed on the roof beside you. 

“You go, I’ll catch up.” Your eyes were scouring the area below you, searching for anything that could lead to Porco. 

“Hey,” his voice was firm, but soft. He grabbed the crook of your elbow. “I told you, I left you behind once and I’m never doing that again. I can’t lose you.”

Four years ago, you would have melted into a puddle at his words. Four years ago, Jean’s words meant everything to you. Part of you still loves him and you wish that you could go back to how you felt about him all those years ago. 

“Jean,” your voice cracked, “I have to find him. Please let me find him and then I’ll go with you.”

He stared at you with intense eyes, his grip tightening on your elbow. 

“Please, Jean. I really care about him and I want to know that he’s okay. Y-you did the same for me, right? Back in Liberio? You told the others to let you find me and then you would go. Why is this any different?”

“Because I was bringing you back home. Where you belong. He’s the enemy, ______. He-”

“He’s been my home for the past four years. He protected me. Cared for me…” Anger, resentment, sadness began to flow through you. “...Loved me. How does that make him an enemy?”

He dropped his grip on your arm and took a step back. He looked at you as if you were speaking another language. 

“I love you, Jean. You were my first love. And I’m glad that you came back for me.” The tears began to form in the corners of your eyes. A sour lump sat in your throat. “But, I love Porco, too. I know that he and I weren’t supposed to happen, but I don’t think it’s something that can be helped. He-Porco!” You don’t know how you saw him, but you did. He was emerging from his badly beaten titan form. Without thinking, you jumped off of the roof, making your way down to him as fast as you could, the ODM gear going into overdrive. Your feet hit the ground running and you ambushed him with a hug. 

“Porco, you’re alive!” Your voice was muffled in his chest. 

“______,” he stuttered in disbelief. He wrapped his arms around you tight. 

“Porco, it’s okay. I’m here, I can help you,” you said as you tried to look up at him, but his arms kept you in his embrace. “I can take us somewhere safe where you can regain your energy and heal up. It’s going to be okay.”

“No, I’m afraid it’s not. I don’t have enough energy to heal myself. I’m-this is the end for me.”

“N-no, no. Please don’t talk like that. It’s not the end. It can’t be. You still have-”

“I still have, what? Time? ______, I wouldn’t have enough time in the world to give you everything you deserve. Even if I survive this, I’d only have a few more years with you. You deserve someone who can be there throughout your life. Not just for part of it.” 

Jean came in behind you, the two men locking eyes. “Which is why you should start that life now, with the man of your dreams.”

“He’s the man from my dreams. Porco, you’re the man of my dreams. Please,” you begged him, “I don’t want you to go.” 

“I know, babe. But someone’s gotta save Reiner’s ass. It might as well be me.” He kissed your forehead. 

Jean moved closer behind you, his hand carefully grabbing one of yours, attempting to pull you away from Porco. 

“She dreamt about you. Every night. Did she tell you that?” Porco’s focus was on Jean, his arms squeezed you tight. “Couldn’t even remember who you were, but she loved you anyway. I  was jealous, because you got to know her, got to love her, and got to be loved by her.  I’m trusting you to take care of her. She deserves the fucking world. Give it to her. Be the better man, a man that’s always deserving of her.” He took a deep breath and placed a hand on Jean’s shoulder, “And make sure she doesn’t look, alright pretty boy?”

“Please,” you whispered, “Porco.” 

“Tch, don’t be a pain in the ass about it, alright?”

“Bite me, Galliard,” you sniffled. 

“That’s my girl,” he smirked. His hand cupped your face and he kissed your forehead once more. 

“You made this life worthwhile,” he whispered. “I love you.”

He gave Jean a knowing look, and before you could fully understand what was happening, you realized it was the raid on Liberio all over again. Not being able to help him as you’re being carried away. And then you saw it; the titan attacking Reiner now had its attention on Porco. 

“Jean, we have to go back. Th-the titan is go-. Oh, no, Please.” 

Realistically, you knew there wasn’t anything you could do. Once Porco made up his mind, it was nearly impossible to change it back. Jean landed on the nearest building and buried your face in his chest. His embrace was strong and soft; much like Porco’s. You wrapped your arms around him, clutching at his back. He wrapped one of his arms around your head, blocking out as much noise as he could. Seconds seemed like hours, but you dared not to move out of his embrace. In a way, Jean had made a promise to Porco. And Jean was a man of his word. You could feel him tense up, but his arms became more lax and they soon dropped to his sides. 

The tears were coming back full force. You tried to fight them, but your emotions were overwhelming you. 

“I’m sor-sorry, J-Jean. I-i-i never meant for any of this to happen. You shouldn’t have to be consoling me right now.”

“Hey,” his voice was soft and calm compared to everything else going on around you. He carefully took your face in his hands. 

“You’re going through a hell of a time. You’ve been through more than most of us. No matter how long it takes you to get the closure you need, I’m going to be here for you. It might be hard for both of us, but I’m not going to leave you. I promise, ______.” 

The way he said your name was enough to reassure you of his feelings. He was telling you he loved you, but he did it in a way that wasn’t invalidating the interaction you had moments ago with Porco. His eyes were searching your face, his thumbs softly wiping away your tears. He wanted to kiss you and let you know that you two were going to be okay. But, he pulled you in for another hug, an act for which you were grateful. 

Connie soon joined the two of you on that rooftop. Jean filled him in on what happened. The three of you didn’t have much time before you were back into the action, ensuring that Eren could fulfill what he needed. 

Jean was right; it was going to be difficult for you to feel like yourself again. You weren’t sure if you would ever truly feel like yourself. But, you were willing to try. For Jean. For Porco. Two men who were more similar than they would have ever thought. Two men who could have been friends if circumstances were different. Two men who shared a larger than life love for you. Two men who were better than any other men you knew. And that was all the reason you needed to keep going and living your life to the fullest.

[etokii]

Yan!Kazuki x Reader

Part 1

Tags: Yandere (duh), Stalking, Tracking, Mentioned Yan!Rei, There is a kid, but its your brother, Implied abusive relationship, GN!Reader

Let me know if I missed any!

Wordcount: 672

Yandere!Kazuki who spots you for the first time at the daycare. The first thing he notices is your smile. The way your eyes curve and your cheeks move when you laugh at a story one of the mothers tells you. The way you notice him and send a friendly smile his way. The way you squat when talking to the kids surrounding your group.

Yandere!Kazuki who, after leaving Miri in Anna’s care, watches you a bit longer to figure out which one of the kids are yours. He lingers around, chatting about nothing with another parent while his eyes follow your form.

Yandere!Kazuki who sees you saying goodbye to a small, thin boy, whose eyes twitch just that bit when he sees the kid placing a smooch on your cheek, feeling jealousy bubbling in his stomach already.   

Yandere!Kazuki who wonders just how old you were when you became a parent, seeing as you seem to be in your mid twenties tops. Who grimaces as several scenarios already cross his mind. Darker scenes flood his brain, images, innocent and naughty, weasel their way before his eyes and his blood flowing down.

Yandere!Kazuki who snaps a quick pic of you, one he immediately sends to Rei to wager his opinion of you. Rei, of course, is immediately heads over heels for you. How could he not, seeing as you embody a kind of elegance and innocence rarely found, especially in their kind of field. 

Yandere!Kazuki who starts encouraging Miri to befriend your kid, telling her that he seems to be nice and would make a good friend. Of course, his goal is way less innocent than for Miri to find playmates.

Yandere!Kazuki who starts chatting with you in the afternoon. He walks up, Miri in hand, and greets you with a cheeky smile. He lets Miri play with your son, while striking up a convo with you. You smile at him a lot, he notices. His heart starts to swell, and so does a part down below. Fuck. You really are too cute, he thinks, hoping that his phone catches a clear recording of your voice.

Yandere!Kazuki who, to his pleasant surprise, finds out that the kid isn’t yours, instead, he is your little brother. Your Parents have a lot on their plate, you disclose, an embarrassed blush coating your cheeks. You decided to step up and take care of him, despite having little time already due to your job. “It works fine, though.” you tell him, a coy smile dancing on your lips. “Luckily I have a partner who keeps the house safe.” You laugh, though, in his view, it seems forced. His eyes follow you as you say goodbye, holding your little brother's hand.

Yandere!Kazuki who feels a knife twist in his bowles as he spots you meeting with a man at the gate. His face darkens, seeing how you apologetically rub the back of your neck as this person, the partner you mentioned? He cringes at that thought-, talks to you, gripping your hand just a bit too hard, raising his voice just a bit too loud. Loud enough for him to hear and certainly loud enough to be picked up by his phone.

Yandere!Kazuki who secretly places a GPS-tracking device on you, under the disguise of brushing some pedals off of your bag. He traces your every move and Rei spends every free minute he can spare following you, protecting you.

Yandere!Kazuki who never spends a single second pondering if your relationship might be a healthy one, of course it couldn't be, after all, this man is neither him nor Rei. In their mind, your partner is a slob. An abusive, lazy piece of work who would never appreciate you the way you deserve.  Yandere!Kazuki who’s gears start turning and, after a lengthy discussion with Rei, decides to help you, save you. After all, how could someone so sweet, so innocent protect themselves against this big, evil world? 

[athetos]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Adora/Glimmer (She-Ra) Characters: Adora (She-Ra), Glimmer (She-Ra) Additional Tags: Modern AU, you guys like it when i post insanely specific in-joke fics so here you go, youtuber adora Summary:

While bored during quarantine, Adora starts a YouTube channel. She dabbles in a few different things, before something finally resonates with her viewers—making really disgusting food.

[nerd4music]

Good To Love

Sometimes I remember I write shit. Inspired by procrastination and a bomb playlist. Rated M for stuff and thangs. You can also find this one-shot here. 

Mornings were best spent wrapped up in her. It was amazing, just how quickly he’d come to appreciate the shift. The excitement it brought, how it radiated through him as she slept at his side. The unparalleled peace of it all, necessary in a world where the dead walked and the living warred with one another for survival. But there, nestled between clean sheets with his arm snaked tightly around her slender frame, it was so easy to simply...be.

Before the day called for waking. Hungry kids to be fed. Expansion plans to approve, and other tasks to ensure Alexandria’s continued progress. It pulled him in different directions, leaving them all bone weary, but hopeful for the community's future. It pleased him,  just how well they’d managed to come together and move their little town forward, and he was sure a great deal of that was due to the woman at his side. They worked in tandem, her cool logic balancing out his often-heated temper, offering him a moment’s pause to consider all avenues and weigh pros and cons, a slight change up from his typical impulsiveness. Hellfire and Ice. The term had been tossed around by Abraham in a scotch-soaked moment, causing the others to laugh at the pair, who simply shrugged off the teasing, accurate as it was.

The more they spoke, beyond food inventory and weapons training, or the other mundane aspects that’d taken over their lives in the settled community, the more his hunger grew. Out there, beyond walls and surviving on high alert, there were few opportunities for small talk. There, it was food and fight, contending with walkers and the inner demons that plagued them both. But they had a home now. And learning one another became part of their evening routine.

After dinner and baths and the typical nighttime rush. When they were the only ones awake, sprawled on the couch, feet propped on the coffee table as they unpacked their day, The end of the world seemingly on pause while they discussed whatever came to mind, conversations moving seamlessly from deep to playful. He was greedy for the facts she shared, tidbits of the former life that was glamorous in its mystery. And she was equally as fascinated.

To him, the goings on of a small-town sheriff seemed paltry in comparison to hers, the passionate way she spoke about gallery openings and the art collections she’d been personally responsible for as a corporate consultant for a renowned curating firm, but she listened with rapt attention when he recalled stories of raising hell in his teenage years with his best friend, and summers spent working in his grandparents’ restaurant as the world’s clumsiest server.  He laughed at her laughter, the sensual husk of it causing a thrilling shiver to race down his spine, warmth blossoming in his belly, leaving him with a feeling that could only be described as euphoric. There, on that couch, as in every other aspect of their relationship, they were equals.

It’d been so long since he’d done this sort of thing. The last time he’d courted someone, he’d been a nervous eighteen year old, fingers working to pin a corsage to the dress of the beautiful girl who would eventually become his wife. Safe to say he’d been out of practice long before the old world faded away. And although he didn’t have a clear outline of modern wooing, this certainly didn’t fit the bill. But that same jittery energy remained, bringing a youthful flush to cheeks under impressive scruff when their lips met in that  first kiss, equal parts surprising and yet completely natural. It was a good nervous. A thrilling one, her vibe matching his almost perfectly. He hummed at the taste of it, as sweet as the smile that refused to fade from plush lips when he pulled her closer, sinking between strong thighs as they explored this new and exciting step in their relationship. While the afterglow of their first time had been short lived, thanks to the long-haired intruder with the curiously strange biblical nickname and the rest of their family all up in their business, he was determined to make the most of their moments together.

In the old world, he supposed their paths would have likely never crossed. It was strange to think about. Pale fingers traced light circles at the base of her spine and he smiled at the impossibility of such a notion, not knowing her. Shit had shifted once more for them. If he were being honest (and he saw no reason to not be, it was still very early and he was half-awake, anyway), the nature of their relationship had been slowly changing for some time, starting with a tension that didn’t feel wholly antagonistic and moving into something that was too significant, too weighty for a title like friendship.

It seemed then, after spending that first night together, an air of ‘finally’, in all of it. The concept of soulmates had been foolish to him, even before the dead roamed the earth. They had full lives before, with loves that had felt like forever and losses they’d carried like spectors. Falling again, opening up and experiencing a different kind of intimacy seemed like too high a gamble now. But the ease in which they slipped into a deeper bond felt like a rarity. Precious and worth protecting. A found gem in the midst of chaos after wading through grief and despondency. The rational man in him didn’t put too much stock in fate. He simply held tight to the gift he’d been given, and would cut down anyone who’d attempt to wrest it away. She was his, and he was hers.

The sun was rising now, faint traces of light peeking through sheer curtains, and he gazed down, dazed by the serene look etched in striking features while she slept. It was a sound slumber, though he knew with the smallest shift, she’d wake. In their nightly chats, he discovered that was a recent  development. A rational one, considering how long she’d spent out there on the road, with nothing but pain and walkers as her companions.

Deep sleep was a killer out there, but as he leaned in to brush a kiss to the corner of her mouth, Rick knew getting a few more winks in was the last thing on his mind. Still, she’d managed not to stir, so he tried another tactic, knowing touch was always a good way to get a reaction.  Her smooth skin was like rich earth, the rough, pale pads of his battle worn hands ghosting over taut limbs, strength wrapped in silk. He couldn't help but admire her.  The soft hairs of his beard moved against her when he trailed kisses from her cheeks to her mouth. He felt her smile and the sharp nip of her teeth as she returned the good morning greeting, hands wandering into his curls to keep him in place, though moving away was the last thing on his mind.

His hand slipped from the small of her back and settled on the generous curve of her derriere while his free hand caressed her cheek, fingers curling at the nape of her neck. Full lips, thick and brown and tasting faintly of spearmint and apples parted with a moan, the sound causing a deep twinge between his legs and Rick returned with a low groan of his own. It was always easy, getting lost in her lips. His body buzzed from it, desire stirring thick and sluggish in the pit of his stomach feeling like the warmest, most potent of whiskey. It made him greedy, the growl of pleasure rumbling in his chest, and yet there was no urging. No rush. Just the sweetness of her lips and the sounds he coaxed from them, heady groans stirring the growing bulge that tented thin bedsheets.

He loved her fire, the way she gave just as much, teasing him with gentle nips, sucking at the cupid’s curve of his upper lip until he practically whimpered from the deep twinge it sent between his legs. Every encounter was a chance to explore, to learn tics and turn-ons, and many an early morning hour had been wiled away like this one, meeting the sun with his name nothing but a tender whisper slipping from perfect, parted lips while their bodies moved in sync.

Michonne liked his hair, forever seeking out the thick, chestnut curls, needing something steady to hold onto once his own hands began to wander, teasing dark nipples into stiff peaks before eventually settling between silky thighs. His thumb made steady circles around her button, drawing more sighs and harder tugs of his hair that only encouraged him, switching up the rhythm from teasing to torturous as she practically melted into him,  cream coating skilled fingers, the heat between them building with every stroke and he knew she’d eventually put them both out of their misery by taking the reins.

Which he absolutely loved. The press of her warmth against where he wanted her most, the soaked glide of her sex causing him to moan her name when she finally straddled his lap, riding the ridge of him as she uttered sweet praises between messy, heated kisses.

Sitting up, Rick grabbed her legs and wrapped them around his waist, knowing just how much she enjoyed having him close.  Soft breasts pressed against the firm plane of his chest, and his arm curled tight around her middle, lifting her with ease just as she snaked a hand between them. It was her turn to tease, keeping her slackened grip feather light just to watch the flutter of his lids as he worked to restrain the sounds threatening to slip out, though he failed miserably when her thumb grazed his sensitive crown, already sticky with want and Rick moaned at the heat-filled shudder that shook his shoulders.

The swat to her ass was pure reflex, dusky lips twitching into a cocky smirk at her gasp, though his victory was short lived once their bodies were joined, the thrust of slender hips sinking down in one fluid motion causing both of them to cry out. Surrounded by her scent, he savored the moment and the tight clench of her walls, leaving him a little breathless as his gaze met hers, fixated on the soft flutter of lids once her hips began to move. It was a gentle rock at first, a slow smirk tugging at her lips, bordering on smug when he was the one to break first, his appreciation tumbling out in deep, gravelly moan.

Calloused palms roamed her body, fingers curling against rich skin that glowed like the deepest bronze the more she moved against him, hips lifting in an upwards rock only to hit a downward stroke that left them both gasping for air. They were never big on words during sex, preferring the greedy sounds exchanged between intimate looks and wandering touches. He trailed open mouth presses from her lips, a possessive growl burning his throat when he marked her, sucking scarlet roses into the slender curve of her neck, and grinning inwardly at the smoky rasp of her moans.

Michonne’s fingers tightened in his hair, the tug and pain of it all curling his toes while he lifted his head, knowing she wanted his lips again. Their kisses were rougher this time, her hand slipping to grip the back of his neck as slender hips rolled  harder. Rick’s hand palmed her ass once more, his hold greedy and his thrusts meeting hers, grunting when she hit a bounce and her center clenched him ever tighter. He didn’t have to urge her release; he knew she was close from the faint trembles in her thighs, and he pushed a hand between them, sliding between their sweat-slicked bodies to seek out that damp heat, thick fingers strumming her button. Blue eyes darkened at the sight of her, kiss-swollen lips parting with another moan, this one louder than the others, but he didn’t care, not when she was making him feel so damn good, the flutters from her release pushing him towards his own, his vision practically blurring from the pleasure of it all, but he could barely look away from the graceful arch of her back as she slipped into that haze of bliss.

He cradled her to him, arms circling tight around her middle, his head dropping to her shoulder as he fucked her through the climax, thrusting upwards and coming undone with strangled gasp. Michonne’s hand sifted through his hair, pushing the damp curls from his face as they settled quietly into the comedown. His heart thumped wildly, and Rick loosened his embrace just enough to catch her lips when she turned her head slightly.  

A slim ray of sun peeked through the curtains, the light catching the flecks of gold and copper in dark brown eyes, her gaze filled so much love, it warmed him all over.  There was no need for the words, knowing his touch would be just enough in the moment, but it didn’t stop him anyway, whispering the epithet in a tender kiss that gave way to leisurely presses while they savored the dwindling moments of their  privacy.

They knew they’d have to part soon, their regular morning routine looming close. Children to wake, breakfasts to make, and more work to ensure the safety of their friends and community. But there, in the early hours, with the sun streaming in, and her nestled in his arms, he was determined to make every minute count.

[huboi]

POLY! SATOSUGU ˖ . ☆

MINORS DNI!!!

╰┈➤ includes; poly satosugu ft gn! reader, a separate part where reader is afab and how they comfort you during period time, shoko is included because she’s a #girl boss, separate nsfw part, they didn’t have the kfc breakup in this so dw

╰┈➤ a/n; the shibuya arc destroyed me and I’m in desperate need for fluff, reader’s a sub (sos to all the tops/switches, I’m just a sub at heart)

these guys are complete opposites

but in a good way that they pretty much compliment each other

when you entered their life, they were smitten

they were both dating before you came into their life, they never thought of having another partner but then you came along and boom

satoru is a clingy bastard

this goes for both you and suguru

neither of you guys are safe from the menace that is satoru

he’s clingy but you guys love him for that, cause that means cuddle piles 24/7 when you’re all free and not busy with killing curses etc.

suguru is the peace keeper in a sense, he’s the most chill

like if there’s ever an argument between you guys, he’s usually the one that encourages communication

my guy knows that communication is very important in order to maintain a healthy, happy long lasting relationship

suguru shows affection more subtlety than gojo

instead of rushing towards you as soon as you come home, he instead has food ready for you if you’re hungry, if not then he just puts it in the fridge for later

one thing suguru loves is having his hair played with, you can brush it, braid it, anything, he’s like a Barbie doll

speaking of hair when you guys are sleeping, 9 times out of 10 you will find sugurus hair in your mouth, even if it’s tied in a neat bun (which he doesn’t usually do since he likes having his hair down when sleeping/relaxing)

geto is very caring and reminds you of a mother/father figure, since he always asks you and gojo wether you’ve eaten, had something to drink etc.

not in the overbearing way either, he just wants to make sure his loves are in top condition :3

shoko is the no.1 wing woman, like she roots for you guys all the time, she’s so glad that this chaotic duo found you

if you ever wanna hang out with her without the boys, you usually have to sneak out since gojo is really reluctant on letting you go without him, not in a toxic way, he’s just really fucking clingy and so wants to be around you as much as possible

but as soon as you tell him suguru’s coming home when you’re gone, he instantly plans out the little date they have whilst you go out with shoko

speaking of dates, they’re either spent in a fancy ass restaurant for dinner, or a causal night in with take out whilst watching a movie, gojo insisting on horror even though you and suguru both know he’ll piss his pants and hide behind a pillow throughout the whole film

shoko fourth wheels you guys a lot, even though suguru tends to not show affection outside of the house, gojo lives for PDA

like when you guys are walking, he’ll slither between your bodies so he’s in the middle, only to grab both of your hands and intertwine them🥹

gojo is also a big fan of cheek/forehead kisses

yes he loves kissing you on the lips but that’s more so for in the house

gojo tends to get very grumpy when you don’t reciprocate his affectionate gestures, but dw you can cheer him up by bribing him with his favourite sweets, it usually works, if not that then you can make it up to him in the bedroom *wink wink*

when sleeping gojo tends to spread out his long ass limbs as far as they can go, which leaves you and suguru barely any space

gojo defo snores, man sounds like a whole ass tractor at best, at worst a bloody horn that you hear on ships

suguru doesn’t snore, he just mumbles in his sleep sometimes, which is cute low-key

gojo is a light sleeper (due to his six eyes) and suguru is a heavy sleeper, like you have to suffocate him with a pillow to wake him tf up sometimes

whenever you have a cold/are sick, the boys become so doting, satoru somehow becoming even more clingy even though you keep on warning him that he may also get sick too, cocky bastard claiming ‘I won’t since I’m the strongest’ only to, unsurprisingly, have the exact same illness once you’re better

if you struggle with mental health a lot, the boys will do pretty much anything to help you out

gojo usually prefers to buy you loads of sugar/sweets if that’s your thing, if not then he will cuddle you and just be there for you

suguru understands since he has struggled with mental health in the past and is there for you if you want to vent/rant to someone

if you are neurodivergent then they will try their best to help with your needs

eg. if you’re overstimulated they will bring you to the closest quiet area and help you calm down wether via hugs and kisses or giving you some alone time

same goes for if you have a disability eg. you use a wheelchair etc. they are very supportive and they don’t care as in you’re still the love of their life no matter what

IF READER HAS A PERIOD (feel free to skip this if you don’t get periods)

they obviously don’t understand how painful periods can be, but they don’t make any negative comments about it

when you have terrible cramps their hearts ache as they can’t really do much other than giving you medication, hot water bottle and tea

suguru tends to place his hand on your stomach if you want to of course

if you’re craving foods, they will get them for you

mainly gojo tho cause he also loves food

when you get emotional they kinda just stand there like 🧍

one time you cried over suguru giving you a forehead kiss, he was very concerned

bro was worried he somehow upset you :(

they definitely go to shoko for some more advice on how to comfort you when you’re on your period

gojo defo says ‘apperantly orgasms can relief period cramps sooo’

you slapped him in the face

NSFW SECTION!

CW: DOM/SUB DYNAMICS, SWITCH! GOJO, BRAT! GOJO, SPANKING, SOFT DOM! GETO, BRAT TAMER! GETO, SUB!READER, AFTERCARE

when it comes to sexy times, geto is always the one in charge

sometimes gojo gets ahead of himself and forgets his place, only to be spanked till his ass is red by suguru

suguru loves praising you so much, he hates it when you misbehave and he has to spank you

gojo loves spanking you on the other hand, he also loves receiving a spanking from suguru

if gojo misbehaves one thing suguru loves to do is tie him up and make him watch as geto fucks you dumb

gojo cant touch himself, and if he does then he has to have a vibrator on his cock and not cum for 30 mins whilst watching geto fuck you yet again

satoru has a high sex drive and can seemingly go on for hours on end

suguru has a high sex drive too, but it’s not as high as gojos’

gojo’s a horny bastard :(

sometimes you will find yourself being woken up by gojo giving you head in the morning

yes suguru does find out, one way or another, and punishes gojo for giving you head without getos permission (dw gojo and geto both have ur consent to do sexy stuff to you whilst you sleep, you guys all agreed on this in the beginning of the relationship)

suguru prefers giving head over receiving, since he loves making either you or gojo moan out his name whilst he gives you delicious head

gojo prefers receiving but sometimes enjoys giving

gojo mainly prefers receiving from you since unlike geto you don’t tease him

geto’s a fucking tease in the bedroom, to both of you but mainly gojo since he’s so bratty and suguru hates that (secretly loves it)

sometimes gojo will fuck you whilst he gets fucked by geto

aftercare is a MUST for both gojo and geto

especially after an intense session

sometimes you end up slipping into sub space which can be a problem since they both hate seeing you that way

they instantly cover you with kisses, hugs and so much praise

bath time always happens after, the boys joining you

you even have a little snack or a big snack depending on how rough the session was

after you’re all taken care of, the boys and you hop into a clean, fresh bed and fall asleep in each others’ arms <3

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᭨ ⃟⃜㊙️. THE ITADORIS’ ू✙˚💬 ̳͟͞͞. 📁💢

CHAPTER 1 : EYE-TO-EYE

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╰┈➤ summary; one friday afternoon, you come face-to-face with a man covered in tats. when at the counter, a small voice politely asks ‘papa’ for a cookie…

╰┈➤ includes; gn! barista! reader, single dad! sukuna, child! yuji, extreme fluff, sukuna is 28 (had yuji at 18), reader is early 20s’ so somewhat of an age gap

╰┈➤ a/n; consider this mini series as a 1k follower special! I’m so stoked I made it this far, tysm for all the support throughout the years <3

╰┈➤ taglist; @alluresenses, @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4 (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)

THE GENTLE TINKLE of the bell alerted you of a new costumer, causing you to turn around away from the coffee machine ready to greet said customer with a smile and polite welcome, only for your body to stiffen in reflex.

the man that now stood in front of the counter had an eerie aura to him. he wore a black wife beater, the tight clothing highlighting the muscles that lay beneath the clothing, his arms covered in black tats, the muscles making the tats seem extra prominent. his grey sweatpants may be baggy, but you guessed that underneath lays muscular legs and thighs that could easily crush a watermelon-

snapping out of checking out the hot, dangerous looking stranger, you gave him a strained smile at him, hoping he couldn’t sense your nervousness. a small voice saying “papa, can I please have a cookie?” startled you. two little chubby hands cling to the counter, a mop of fluffy pink hair peeking at the variety of cookies on display.

“oi you brat! you’ve already had dessert at chosos’, I don’t need you bouncing off the damn walls when we get back,” the man grunted, arms crossing against his chest, which made his man tits more profound.

“hey, how about this; you can have a hot chocolate instead of a cookie?” you suggested, smiling at the cute little boy in front of you.

facing his father, yuji proceeded to plead him with the signature puppy dog eyes whilst a continuous chorus of pleases left his mouth.

sukuna sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before he mumbled out “one hot chocolate for the brat and black coffee for me,” causing yuji to throw a little celebration, squealing in delight and hugging sukunas’ slutty waist, literally jumping with joy.

the sight plastered a small, genuine smile onto your face, unbeknownst to you, causing a blush to form onto sukunas’ usually stoic face, heart pounding in his chest at this new feeling.

when they found a table to sit at, you began making their drinks. whilst brewing sukunas’ coffee you thought to yourself why only the father was out with his son, is the mother out of the picture? do they take turns with custody over the child? is he simply having some father son bonding time?

you choose not to pry over it, it’s none of your business anyways. it’s kind of comical seeing such a scary, dangerous looking guy with a cute little kid. you have to admit though, the kid’s cute, even though he’s just a carbon copy of the man, but cuter.

when finished with their drinks, you quickly carried them over to their table, noticing how yujis’ face seemed to brighten up at the sight of you carrying his sweet drink. you placed their drinks onto the table, yuji thanking you with all his might whilst sukuna mumbled a small ‘thanks’ in response.

“hiya! i’m yuji and this is my daddy sukuna!” the boy greeted before you left back to the counter. you decided to stay and talk to the kid a bit, since it was near closing time and no other customers seemed to be coming in.

“hi yuji, i’m (name), it’s nice to meet you,” you smiled, ruffling his hair, causing him to let out little giggles at the gesture. sukuna sat back idly watching you interact with his son.

‘mmm, they interact well with yuji. I haven’t had any luck with any partners, especially when they find out I’m a father. his mother was a piece of shit and didn’t even want yuji in the first place, she left me with the brat when he was born’ sukuna thought to himself, maybe he could try shooting his shot? earlier he did notice you eyeing him up and down like a piece of candy, so maybe you’re interested?

“oi brat! quit annoying them!” sukuna berated yuji, testing out the waters to check if you really did want to talk to yuji because you wanted to or if you felt obliged to.

“nonesense! he’s not annoying me, a cutie such as him could never annoy me. I love kids, they give me so much joy. your dad sure is a lucky guy to have you isn’t he?” you grinned, pinching his chubby cheeks in the process causing him to whine out in retaliation.

internally sukuna is smitten, he’s never seen anyone treat yuji with such love, other than choso. maybe you are the right one after all? the problem is, how can he ask you out without making a scene? (the scene being yuji making a huge fuss over him having a partner for the first time since his mum)

“do you have a pen by any chance?” the sudden sound of sukunas’ deep voice sent a small shiver down your spine. “yup, just give me a second sir” you curtly responded, rummaging through your breast pocket before grabbing a pen and giving it to the tatted man.

sukuna grabbed a napkin from the table and hastily scribbled down something before placing the pen back onto the table and practically chugging his coffee.

“brat you finished with your drink?” sukuna asked the little munchkin “noooo, need more time!” yuji cried out. you simply took his cup and placed the coffee into a take out coffee cup, giving it to him so he could drink it on the way back.

“thank you!” yuji bowed, before taking his dads’ way larger hand into his own tiny chubby one. you simply watched as they walked out of the shop, the gentle tinkle of the bell indicating that they’ve left.

you spotted the napkin sukuna wrote on, numbers scribbled along with a small ‘my number : if interested text me and we can go on a date’

you became flustered, feeling your heart flutter at the thought of seeing the attractive dilf once again. maybe you’d text him tomorrow, as you’re usually free on Saturdays as the shop closes earlier at 12:00.

you’re surprised that sukuna was interested, he didn’t show much interest during your interaction. he’s going to be a hard guy to read.

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[huboi]

᭨ ⃟⃜㊙️. THE ITADORIS’ ू✙˚💬 ̳͟͞͞. 📁💢

CHAPTER 3 : LITTLE HELPER

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╰┈➤ summary; sukuna has work to do in short notice, and so you come along to help look after his 10 year old son yuji, where you and the little boy will have the adventure of a lifetime

╰┈➤ includes; dad! sukuna, toddler! yuji, gn! reader, mentions of future dates between you and sukuna, plenty of cute moments with yuji, somewhat clueless reader

╰┈➤ a/n; I’m so sorry this has taken forever to make this, I’ve been stuck in a writers’ block and been struggling with mental health issues. I can promise you guys that I will continue this series but it may take some time between chapters! tysm for being so patient with me!

╰┈➤ taglist; @alluresenses , @ryomku, @slaysksmska, @vduxx, @yanelis-world, @cloudy51, @gangeyes, @khaleesihavilliard, @valen-yamyam16, @craxy-gezel, @kunasexygf, @sukunamylovexoxo, @mazzd4, @diettothemusic, @donustellaron, @mwtsxri, @justchaoticwhispers, @thegodpleasingcrownprince (if you wanna be added just hit me an ask :3)

“HUH?” SUKUNA DEADPANNED, acting as if you just grew two heads then and there. “what do ya’ mean you’d like to go on a date? haven’t we already had a couple?” sukuna grunted out, arms crossing against his beefy chest.

you simply shrugged in response “those weren’t dates silly, we were just hanging out,” you explained, petting yuji on his little head whilst he stood beside you, causing him to let out a cute, heartwarming giggle at the display of affection from his second favourite person.

sukuna simply huffed out a frustrated sigh, before walking to his room to change into something for work. “what is it you do for work anyway?”

“I’m a professional boxer, it pays well” he yelled back, whilst changing his shirt, you became flushed at the thought of sukuna in the boxing ring, shirtless, shorts hugging his nice thick-

“and his usual bedtime is 8:30, you got all that?” sukuna queried. ‘oh shit, I was too busy in horny land that I didn’t catch any of what he told me!’ you internally screamed to yourself, hoping that sukuna didn’t say much whilst you were daydreaming about his juicy, phat ass-

and he was out the house

you felt a little tap from the pink haired boy, who was giving you puppy dog eyes. you braced yourself for what he was gonna ask for, convincing yourself you won’t fall for his cheap tricks-

and here you were, back from the shop, a bag full of sweets and sugary shit

yuji eagerly opened up the bag, before spilling all the bags across the living room floor in front of the den you guys made from pillows and blankets

“your dad’s gonna kill me if he finds out about this…” you murmured to the chubby faced boy, before squishing his cheeks like a granny would with her grandchildren.

“don’t worry, I’m sure he won’t find out” yuji comforted, before opening a pack of sweets and stuffing a handful into his mouth

“hey! don’t choke now, eat one at a time little man” you chided, teasingly glaring at him as he simply cheekily grinned in response.

“you really are your dads’ son,” you muttered under your breath. you could easily picture yuji as an adult, simply sukuna but more cheerful and less…. intimidating, also minus the tattoos

“so, what movie you wanna watch?” you asked, sitting down on the make-shift den and grabbing the remote from the living room table. yuji placed his finger on his chin, scrunching his whole face in concentration

took him a good couple of minutes before he squealed out “kung fu panda!” whilst wiggling around in excitement at the idea of watching his favourite film for the nth time

by the time sukuna came back, yuji was fast asleep in the makeshift den, a puddle of drool evident on the pillow his head was on

“glad the brat is fast asleep. he didn’t give you any trouble now did he? if so I will-“ sukuna started, only to be interrupted by you interrupting with “no, no! he was perfect, we pretty much watched movies the whole time, he’s probably the most behaved kid I’ve ever babysat. I would gladly do this again, it was a pleasure honestly” you whispered, careful to not wake the sleeping toddler that was now being carried by sukuna

“you can leave now if you want to, I’m not gonna stop you” sukuna grunted out, gently placing yuji into his bed and tucking him in. yuji mumbling seemingly in protest of being put to bed

……

after that night, you and sukuna have been very close, pretty much hanging out everyday (with yuji of course), when you were at work at the barista, sukuna and yuji would be everyday customers, with sukuna giving you a huge tip every time

you could feel a string of tension between you and sukuna when you interacted with each other, specially when you guys were alone, you just didn’t know how to tell him how you felt

he had the same problem, he hasn’t been in a relationship ever since yujis’ mum left, so when his heart fluttered when he saw you, wether it be your smile, your laugh or even when you were tired, he felt his heart pound against his chest, you were just too cute

unknown to the both of you, one day a little yuji itadori would break the tension with a question that would fluster you two to no end…..

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[huboi]

🍨 TOO COLD ▭▬ ◌ 🆒 ✦ ˖

╰┈➤ summary; you give choso his first taste of ice cream, only for him to say something which leaves you stunned

╰┈➤ includes; bbg choso, gn! reader, extreme fluff, crack fic ig(?), literally just eating ice cream (apologies to all those lactose intolerance peeps)

╰┈➤ a/n; fic is 100% inspired by this, also this is extremely short (probs my shortest work yet)

“IT’S TOO COLD” choso mutters quietly after finishing a tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream.

“that’s the point, it’s supposed to be cold” you quip back, a spoonful of ice cream still in your mouth. “you finished it too quickly anyways, surprised you haven’t gotten a-“ “agh!” “brain freeze…”

yup, choso has had his first ever taste of the delectable, frozen treat for the first time in his 150 years of living, and is now experiencing his first ever brainfreeze after shovelling it down as if he was being kept hostage over said treat.

despite the pain the frozen food cursed him with, he now insists on buying a tub of ice cream at least two times a week.

and yes, he still shovels it down and gets a brain freeze in payback

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[huboi]

serpent’s tongue ♡.°୭̥ ୨୧

divider by @lil-liaa

╰┈➤ summary; aot guys pleasuring you with their split tongue

╰┈➤ includes; modern! au, gn! afab! reader (reader isn’t really mentioned much), oral (reader! receiving), face-sitting, hair pulling (character! receiving), 69, vouyerism(?) in porcos’ (he eats you out in front of reiner), finger-fucking, eren jeager, connie springer and porco galliard with a split tongue, everyone’s 18+

╰┈➤ a/n; pls lemme know if you have any issues with the tags (I don’t want to make people uncomfortable, that’s the last thing I want) minors DNFI this is 18+ content!, blank blogs dni. this can be read by anyone (eg. transmascs, non binary’s, poc etc.) apologies if this isn’t the best smut fic out there, I’m a bit rusty. also HAPPY EASTER to those that celebrate! hope you have plenty of chocolate this Easter <3

EREN JEAGER

eren is DESPERATE to have you sit on his face, just place your juicy cunt on his face, he doesn’t care. worried about taking his breath away? he doesn’t gaf, sit on his face already

he knows how to use his tongue, he may not have slept around much but he’s a quick learner, so he knows which buttons to push to make you reach your high quickly, his split tongue comes in perfect for doing the job, makes it 10x more pleasurable

tug on his hair, PLEASE, he’s a whore for having his hair pulled, like he’ll full on whimper whilst eating you out if you do that, and the vibrations just add so much more to the experience

oh btw if he’s grown a bit of facial hair, you bet your ass it just makes it feel 100x better, with the feeling of his stubble against your nether regions just😫

CONNIE SPRINGER

favourite position to eat you out is 69

he loves the feeling of your moans’ vibrating deliciously against his cock, it just gets him even more eager in the act

not only does he have a split tongue, but he also has a tongue piercing, so that means double the pleasure

loves tongue fucking you whilst rubbing his nose against your clit

he’s a very messy eater, I’m talking juices everywhere, from his entire face to his neck and chest area, you don’t know how the hell he manages to get it there but it’s hot either way

PORCO GALLIARD

porco is probably the worst when it comes to containing his urges

like when you’re at a party, my guy’s one minute away from tearing your bottom half clothes clean off and diving straight into that pussy

he has a massive oral fixation, like massive

one time when you guys were at reiners’, casually hanging out and porco just had to drag you into reiners’ room (he was in the living room) and eat you out there, finger fucking you whilst desperately licking at your clit with his split tongue

reiner, not knowing what he was walking into, entered the room, a blush evident on his cheeks at the sight of porco in between your legs, slurping your juices as if he was parched

you obviously noticed reiner first, feeling a rush of excitement at the knowledge of someone, your boyfriends’ hot friend, watching you in such a lewd position

porco removed his mouth, causing you to whine at the sudden halt in pleasure

“are ya’ gonna stand there, gaping like a fish? or are ya’ gonna watch?” porco huffed out, clearly pussy drunk, before shoving his mouth back where it belongs

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[huboi]

—birthday kisses—

character(s): gorou

gn reader

genre: fluff

GOROU, DOGGY GENERAL OF THE ARMY

you insisted that he stays off of work for the day, which he is very hesitant to do

but then you tell him that kokomi has it all covered and she agreed to let him take the day off

there weren’t any people other than the two of you, which was enough people

you two rarely see each other in the first place, mainly because of gorou being the head of the resistance

you two don’t do much, other than just get some nice food from the nearest restaurant and chill in your house

you also pamper him in kisses, because he deserves it :))

he gets all blushy when you suddenly cup his face and place kisses anywhere you can reach. you can also see his tail wagging and his ears twitching, which is adorable <33

when it’s close to night, you hear a knock on the door. what you didn’t expect was the one and oni arataki itto to be standing there, a somewhat large onikabitto(?) in his palm

without saying much, which is surprising for itto, he places the beetle into your hands and tells you that it’s a birthday gift for gorou

thanking him, you shut the door and walk back to gorou, telling him to close his eyes. after he does so, you place the beetle onto the table

gorou opens his eyes, widening them slightly at the sight of the beetle on the table right in front of him. he can instantly tell that it’s from itto

overall, it’s a pretty nice birthday for the precious, hard-working doggy general gorou :D

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[we-are-so-close]

Better Man pt. II

Pt. I Pt. III Porco Galliard x fem!reader ; Canon Divergent word count: ~2.4k |18+ Minors Do Not Interact Please| warnings: reader has amnesia/gets headaches and blacks out; reader has derogatory remarks made about her a/n: this is part two of my entry for the Paramour Collab hosted by @blkladyelle ! I'm really excited that I'm able to participate in this. I really tried to write smut in here, but I just couldn't find the right words. Feedback is always appreciated!

Background: A few months have passed since part I. Reader and Porco have grown closer since the rooftop outing. The warriors were allowed to go home for a day in order to spend time with their families.

"You're sure this is okay?"

"Yes."

"And Zeke was fine with this?"

"Yes."

"And I'm not going to impose or be a burden or anything?"

"No." He stopped walking and turned to face you. "You aren't a burden and everything is going to be okay. Now, stop asking questions and stay by me."

The blue band on your arm was enough of an indication to let those around you know that you didn't belong. You wished you could cover it up, tell the people that you're on their side, you fight for them. But hiding or removing the band was a very serious offense. A punishment that outweighed how embarrassed you felt. But being around Porco did ease your nerves ever so slightly. 

"Porco, I-I'm nervous." You fiddled with your fingers as you tried to keep in pace with him. "Everyone hates me."

Without missing a beat, Porco replied, "I don't hate you, ______."

Heat rose to your face, a little lump caught in your throat. "I’m glad you don’t hate me. Your opinion means a lot to me."

He quirked an eye at you and panic screamed through your body. That was supposed to remain a thought; he wasn’t supposed to know how big of an impact his opinion had on your well-being.

"Ahh, please forget that last part."

"Hm...are you going to stop worrying about what everyone else thinks of you?"

"Yes, I'll stop."

"Then perhaps it'll slip my mind."

The rest of the walk was silent, your thoughts trying to sabotage you every step of the way. The two of you were stopped once by some officers, and panic stretched through every part of your body. Porco did the talking and showed the officers a note that was signed by Zeke and Commander Magath. They deemed it valid enough and let the two of you go on your way. 

"You okay?" He asked as soon as you were out of earshot of the officers. 

"Mhmm," you hummed shakily as you nodded. 

"We're almost there," he reassured you. 

The houses in this part of town were very rugged. It made you realize the disparity between the classes of people. The closer you got to one of the houses, the heavier your legs became. His parents were not going to see you the way Porco did. 

An older woman rushed from the front porch and hugged Porco. 

"Welcome home, dear. It's been too long. Go inside and freshen up, dinner will be ready soo-" She stopped talking when she saw you. 

"Porco, why is this filth in our yard?" Her eyes scanned you up and down.

"Ma, this is ______. She's a warrior like me. She's been fighting by our side for a couple of years."

You give a meager wave, knowing that nothing you say or do will convince her that you aren't evil.

"I do not want this devil in my yard, let alone in my house. It has to go."

"Ma, she's not a devil. She's actually really nice and a great warrior."

"Really nice? You tell that to your brother." Her eyes were piercing, and it made Porco flinch. 

"She's not like the ones who took Marcel. She's different. Give her a chance, please."

She stared at you hard. It was one of the most uncomfortable things you had ever felt. You knew what she was thinking; you were evil and the reason why one of her sons never came back home. And could you be the reason her other son might not come back home? You wanted to tell Porco that it's okay, you could just go back to the barracks. But you knew you couldn't go back on your own. 

Porco hugged the woman, effectively breaking her gaze from you. She seemed to let up her incessant bickering and told him to make sure you acted right in their home. She walked back inside and Porco came back to you. 

"I'm sorry you had to hear that. She's a really good person once you get to know her." He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. You couldn't be angry with her; in a way, you knew this would be the reaction you were bound to receive. 

"It's okay. Just tell me what are the rules of your parents' household." 

Porco spent the next few minutes explaining the expectations of his parents. His mom was more strict than his father, but he wasn't a pushover. 

"Just...let me lead. You'll be fine." He put his hand on the small of your back, and your whole body felt like it was on fire. He guided you to the front door where you both took your shoes off. He led you to the dinner table, making sure you sat right next to him. His parents were on the opposite side of the table as you two. 

Porco prepared his plate and then he prepared a plate for you (if you had to guess, his ma might have yelled at him for preparing your plate before his). Sitting as quiet as a mouse, you graciously ate the food that had been prepared. The dinner was mostly silent, with Porco answering his parents' questions with one or two word answers. Every now and then your focus shifted from your plate to Porco. You dared not linger too long, because it felt as though his parents were boring holes into you with their stares. Their hate and disgust did not go unnoticed by either you or Porco.

“Pock,” his father started, his eyes not leaving his plate, “we’ve been gracious enough to let her into our house and eat our food, but our patience is just about out. She needs to leave.”

Embarrassment began to spread from your stomach up to your face. Your heartbeat began to pound in your head. 

“Pops, she hasn’t even said a word since she’s been here. You haven’t even given her a chance.”

“She doesn’t deserve anything from us. She doesn’t deserve the kindness you’re showing her. She’s a devil, and the only thing she knows how to do is take and deceive and hurt.” His silverware clinked loudly onto his plate, effectively cutting off Porco’s next words. 

The tension in the room was thick, an argument was bound to erupt. Porco was fighting for a lost cause, and you didn’t want him to be on bad terms with his parents. 

“Ma, Pops, you-”

“It’s okay, I can go,” you whispered as you gently and discreetly placed your hand on Porco’s thigh. His deep scowl slowly melted away as he looked at you. It made the thumping in your head pound even harder. Scooting the chair out from the table, you stood and bowed deeply toward the Galliards. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Galliard, thank you for allowing me into your home and for the lovely dinner. I will see myself out.”   

The voices of the Galliards rang through your head as you made your way to the front door. This whole trip had been wishful thinking, but deep down you knew that you were never going to convince people that you were anything but a devil. The emotions you were feeling were overwhelming, and, in addition to your headache, you weren’t able to think straight. 

“______, wait.” 

“Just give me the note from Zeke and I can go back. At least then you can spend some time with your family.” The room began to move, causing you to place one on your hands on the wall for stability as you tried to put your shoes on. 

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have anything to be sorry about, Porco. I knew this would happen. It’s okay.” You held out your hand waiting for him to give you what you needed. A sharp pain shot across your head, causing you to wince. 

“Is-is it your head, again?” Porco asked with concern. 

“Yeah,” you groaned. “It’ll be fine. I just need to get back before it gets too bad.” A cry of pain escaped your lips. You began to grow dizzy and the room started to fade to black. The last thing you heard was Porco’s voice calling your name. 

Screaming. Thundering. Whirling. Specks of light appear just out of your line of sight. You feel as though you are running as fast as you can, but something is holding you in place. You are shouting for someone, but your voice is stuck in your throat. Tears are streaming down your face. You reach your hand out in front of you, hoping to grab onto whatever you were trying to hold. 

You awoke with a gasp, sitting straight up, tears gently falling from your eyes. Using the back of your hand, you wiped your face, taking away any evidence of the dream you hoped you didn’t have to relive. A second or two pass by before your eyes fully readjusted to the room you were in. It was unfamiliar, but still comforting. A pristine, untouched bed sat on the opposite side of the room from you, a desk and chair sat in front of the window, and a bookshelf and a couple of dusty toys in the corner. A room for children. Or what used to be a room for children. 

“Hey, you’re awake! Don’t sit up too fast.” Porco was by your side immediately helping you to lay back down. 

“Where am I?”

“You’re in my bedroom. You fainted at the front door, so I brought you in here to rest. Um, here, I also brought this.” He placed a cool washcloth over your forehead. His hand grazed over your jawline, but he quickly pulled away. “You’ll have to stay here for the night; it’s too late for us to go back to the barracks.” He was shuffling through a closet and pulled out a pillow and blanket. He tossed them on the floor in front of his bed. 

“You can sleep in my bed and I’ll crash on the floor.”

“What? No.” You sat up again, staring hard at Porco. “This is your bed, your home. I’m sure your parents aren’t thrilled that I have to stay. I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“You have a head injury. The floor is not suited for you. Quit being such a pain in the ass.”

“Bite me, Galliard,” you growled. 

He laughed. It was a genuine laugh and it had become one of your favorite sounds. You couldn’t stay mad or upset when you heard him laugh. 

“Porco,” a voice from the hallway called out.

“Hm, I’ll be right back.”

Carefully, you stood up to make up your spot on the floor. The quarrel Porco had between his parents was all on your behalf, and you didn’t want to be the reason they stayed angry at him nor did you want to give them more of a reason to hate you. So, the floor for one night was more than enough of a fair trade. 

"Did I not say that you could have the bed?" Porco asked as he closed the door behind him.

"You did, but," you paused to reflect on how harsh this might sound, "but I'm not wanted here, and don't deserve the luxury of a bed."

The air stilled and neither one of you moved or looked at each other.

"But I wanted you here," he finally said, breaking the awkward silence that lingered between you. "It's my fault you're even feeling like this in the first place. I just wanted my parents to feel the same way I feel about you. But I misjudged their perspective." He knelt down beside you and hoisted you back up onto the bed. He sat on the floor with his back against the bed frame, hands running through his hair.

"And how do you feel about me?"

"Just forget it. I've already made a fool of myself. It was stupid to bring you here."

The bed creaked as you got off of it once more.

"Will you stay in the damn be-"

He was caught off guard. The last thing he was expecting was for you to kiss him. Especially after everything he put you through today. Before he could register that you were actually kissing him, you pulled away.

A burning heat rushed to your face when you noticed his confused look. The thought of ruining the only good thing you had going for you in this place raced through your mind.

"Porco, I'm sorry! I thought you..I mean...I...I..."

In an instant, Porco's lips softly found their way onto yours. He lifted you up onto the bed without breaking the kiss. Heavy breathing and the sounds of you trying to catch your breath between each touch of your lips filled the room.

"______," he said in between breaths.

"Yes?" You responded back in between another breath.

He pulled away for a brief moment so that he could look you in the eyes.

"______, I've been thinking about this for a while. Trying to figure out my feelings...how you make me feel." He paused, his eyes leaving yours, trying to gather up the courage to say what he needed. One last sharp inhale through his nose before he finally got it out. "I love you."

A feeling of warmth and happiness filled you. Your hands rested on either side of his face, gently moving him toward you. The pads of your thumbs brushing over his cheekbones, your eyes scanning over his face. When his eyes met yours, you leaned up and whispered, “I love you, too,” before kissing him again.

The rest of the night was spent in Porco’s embrace. The silence that normally sat awkwardly between the two of you finally felt calm and comfortable. Legs intertwined, his arms wrapped around you, your face buried in his chest; all of this gave you a sense of belonging. For the first time since you could remember, you felt wanted, you felt safe, you felt loved. A sense of peace and happiness befell you as the both of you drifted off to sleep. When you woke up in the morning, there was nothing that could take away what Porco had just given you. 

[huboi]

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CHAPTER 2 : CRUSHES

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╰┈➤ summary; the day after his bump in with the cute barista, sukuna struggles with comprehending his small crush, and so goes to his younger brother, choso, for some advice

╰┈➤ includes; plenty of little yuji, choso also being clueless on romance, sukuna pining over reader, pure fluffy chaos, some suggestive stuff near the end, reader’s clueless (will be explained why in next chapter)

╰┈➤ a/n; this chapter sadly doesn’t include reader until the very end, just a little bit anyways, this chapter mainly focuses on sukuna coming to terms with his feelings for reader

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GROANING, SUKUNA PINCHES THE BRIDGE OF HIS NOSE IN FRUSTRATION, yuji seemingly in his own little world as he doodles away with a variety of coloured crayons, the ones not being used scattered across the mahogany table.

choso simply gave his older brother a soft sigh in response, head tilted to the side like a confused puppy whilst his fingers tap against the table in a random rhythm of sorts.

“what’s got you so worked up recently?” choso queried, before hastily leaving the comfort of his chair and rummaging throughout his cupboards, looking for something for them to snack on whilst they chat.

“it’s…. complicated,” the tatted male huffed out in response, arms splayed across his bare chest - oh yeah, it was a really hot day in tokyo, and so sukuna thought it best to not bother with a shirt, the AC failing to do its job.

choso shook his head at his brothers’ antics, always so stubborn, refusing to talk openly about anything that bothered him.

retreating back to the table with a supply of a biscuit selection, choso sat back down, placing the biscuit selection onto the table for all to share.

yuji let out a little ‘yay!’ at the sight of all the sugar, hands splayed out in a grabby motion, unable to reach the biscuits. sukuna grunted in frustration, before picking up a couple of biscuits and giving it to the pink haired boy. “no more, ya hear? don’t need ya bouncing around the house later,” the tatted man sighed out.

choso let out a small hum of content watching the interaction between the father son duo, knowing damn well that sukuna’s a big softie at heart, especially when it comes to yuji.

“cho! papa has been in contact with (nickname) recently! they go on… dates? like play dates? and then they sometimes come back with him and give me a plushie!”

choso simply smirked at sukuna, smug as ever. “I thought that something like that was going on, the only other time you’ve ever been this way was when you started dating her” he whispered, wishing to avoid yuji feeling sad about his mother.

sukunas’ eyes wondered throughout the kitchen, helplessly trying to avoid eye contact with the spike haired male.

“here’s the gist, just be yourself around them. that’s what I’d say is best, as someone who has dated a few people, majority prefer when you’re yourself…. maybe try to be a bit nicer though, you can be a bit mean sometimes y’know” choso advised the older male.

before sukuna could talk back to his brother, yuji lifted the drawing he was working on, showing that he drew himself, sukuna and you in the middle. all of you holding hands and smiling.

choso gave a knowing look, wanting to say something but choosing not to as yuji was in the same room as them, and he knows damn well that sukuna would simply curse him out for ‘being sassy’ with him.

you were shocked to receive a message from sukuna asking if instead of going out for your next hangout, he invited you to his own house.

yes, you have been to his house a couple of times already, but that was simply at the entrance, you’ve never actually been in his house.

to say you are nervous would be an understatement, you were practically pissing your pants as we speak.

on the way to his house, you bought a couple souvenirs for him and yuji. sukunas’ being a cologne of sorts, yujis’ being a kids colouring book as the kid seemed to enjoy his colouring.

when you arrived, the door suddenly opened even before you could ring the buzzer. the sight in front of you nearly made you pass out in shock. there the man was, a towel hiding his groin, abs on full display, body partially wet, with tats covering him from head to toe. your eyes quickly looked down, noticing how his tattoos go beyond the towel….

a gruff cough of your name flustered you, eyes avoiding his. sukuna simply chuckled at the sight of you checking him out and flustering over him noticing your stare off with his nether regions.

“(NAME)!! you’re finally here for the play date! are you ready to help build the fort with us? we even have a selection of movies on standby, sweets, crisps, snacks…” you filtered out yujis’ excited rambles as his tiny hands grabbed onto your hand, dragging you into the living room.

sukuna dragged himself to the room you and yuji resided in, wiping down the left over wetness with the smaller towel over his shoulder.

“sorry for the late notice, but I actually need a bit of help as I’m in a pickle this moment. I have work to do in half hour or so, and was wondering if you could look after him for me?” sukuna silently pleaded, teeth grit in a grimace.

“yeah sure, I would honestly love to look after little yuji! he’s such a well behaved kid. usually I would charge for doing something like this, but I wouldn’t mind doing it for free if….. we could possibly go on a date at some point?” you grinned, hand playing with yujis’ soft locks as he whined out in protest, small chubby hands hitting yours in retaliation, which you failed to feel.

“huh?” sukuna deadpanned

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╰┈➤ summary; you, a barista at a local coffee shop in tokyo come face-to-face with a tattooed covered man. at first glance he seems scary, but then you hear a little voice beside him asking for a cookie…. which leads into finding out he’s a single father of an adorable baby faced 10 year old yuuji itadori

╰┈➤ about series; reader is completely gender neutral and anyone can read, only description being that they’re shorter than sukuna, this fic is PURE FLUFF, like tooth rotting fluff, sukuna is a single dilf, choso is sukunas’ younger brother, yuji is sukunas’ 10 year old son

╰┈➤ a/n; this is my first ever shot at a series, so it may take some time for all the chapters to be completed and posted

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CHAPTER 1 : EYE-TO-EYE

CHAPTER 2 : CRUSHES

CHAPTER 3 : LITTLE HELPER

CHAPTER 4 : MARRIAGE?!

CHAPTER 5 : BABYSITTING DUTIES

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[huboi]

—drunken mishaps—

character(s): xiao

request: heyo 👁👁 can I request Xiao taking care of drunk reader but they are so drunk that they don't recognise Xiao and are just rambling like "Mister I have the sweetest lover ever! His name is Xiao and he is so handsome and cute and I'm so in love with him!" by @fatuifucker

tw/cw: drunk reader (if there’re more lmk!)

XIAO, CONQUERER OF DEMONS

♡ you decided that it was a good idea to head to mondstadt and drink some of the well known dandelion wine, you didn’t expect to get drunk out of your mind, but one glass turned into two, and so on

♡ when you stumbled out of angel’s share, you slurred out your lovers name. xiao didn’t expect for you to be drunk, he thought that you got ambushed by hilichurls and couldn’t handle them all by yourself

♡ sighing, xiao walked up to you to pick you up bridal style, only to be stopped by you placing your hands on his chest, which low key flustered him, you then proceeded to say something that made him extremely flustered

“mister... I have the sweetest lover ever! his name is xiao and he is so handsome and cute and I’m so in love with him. he deserves the world, I would die for him!”

♡ xiao turned away from you so that you wouldn’t get a chance to see his tomato red face. sober or not, xiao didn’t want you seeing his flustered face, he was an adeptus for crying out loud!

♡ once xiao managed to calm down and de fluster himself, he turned back around and quickly picked you up then teleported you both back to wangshu inn. he placed you down on your shared bed (even though he doesn’t have to sleep) and turned around to leave, only for you to grip onto his hand, giving him puppy dog eyes

♡ he decided to comply to your begging, so that you wouldn’t become restless, and so that he could receive hugs and maybe some kisses, he placed your head onto his chest so that you could go to sleep which the help of his steady heartbeat. once he was sure you were knocked out, he placed a small kiss onto your forehead, humming in content