#jjk valentine's fluff

[espikola]

[inupibaldspot]

Call me by my name

Pairing: Okkotsu Yuta x Reader

Note ₊˚⊹♡ : college au! Where nerd! Yuta goes out on his first party and manages to snag you, a popular girl who just needed someone to have ‘fun’ with.

The room is hot; surrounded by your friends continues to talk and laugh about how Yuuji, who was the star player on the football team slipped in the college cafeteria. But you weren’t interested in such talks— not right now, when you had an aching pain in between your legs.

Normally in such situations all you had to do was flutter your eye lashes at Choso, your ‘study partner’ who loooved doing all your assignments and at the same time, who had been trained to memorize every inch of your body inside and out but alas! He had to go on a study trip.

Your eyes wander amongst the crowd of people as you take a sip from your plastic cup, paying no heed to the burning sensation passing through your throat from the heavy drink— bingo! You spot your target.

A boy with dark haunting eyes who seemed to tilt from side to side, laughing nervously as he has both of his hands on a cup talking with two familiar figures— Maki, an all rounder athlete and cousins to one of your friends, Fushiguro Megumi and Inumaki Toge, a guy you shared a class with.

As soon as you see the two people leave the poor boy whose eyes was dropped to the floor instantly, probably nervous to make eye contact, you make your move.

“Hey there.”

Yuta raises his head to see you in-front of him, his breath hitched almost instantly as he takes on your appearance. You had a beautiful face with eyelashes which flutter in a flirting manner; but one thing he was trying to avoid looking at was the curve of your ass as the way you leaned down makes the swell of your breast very much visible.

He gulps. “Hey…”

“I’m y/n.” Yuta catches a whiff of your perfume laced with alcohol which makes him intoxicated, his pants suddenly becoming so tight.

He clears his throat. “I’m Okkotsu Yuta… Nice to meet you.”

“Say Okkotsu…” you lean in as you place a hand on his chest, leaning into his ears. “It’s kind of hot in here so how about we go somewhere else.”

As soon as he gives you a green light, you smile. Guys like him who was probably a virgin, who only saw naked woman through a screen were just so easy. You hold onto one of his wrist as you drag him to a washroom in the secluded part of the house.

You didn’t mind teaching Okkotsu the ways to touch and pleasure you; it was more fun that way in your opinion.

So tell me when the situation had turned and now it was you who was a moaning mess while Yuta had you in the palm of his hands.

“Nghhh— Ah…ugnn…” You let out another moan as your legs start to shake. Yuta grips on to one of your legs and brings the other one over his shoulders; you whine as your ability to grind on his face has been completely taken away from you.

“Your whimpers are so so— adorable.” Yuta’s voice almost comes of as a whine as he places small kisses all over your heat before his head completely dives in, his face was filthy from all your juice over his face.

You manage to look down, over the swell of your breast where your nipples remain hard, wet and swollen from the previous sucking and tugs which had almost made you pass out; As you see him slurp, making such nasty, filthy sounds with each action. As if sensing your gaze, he looks up at you almost innocently.

“I want to fill you up with my cum. I want to come inside this pussy— please? Please say ‘yes’.” He whines, looking so needy.

Just where did he learn to do all of ‘these’?

He beams when you reach out your hand as you cup his face. “Ngh…O-of course you can, Okkotsu.” He buries his face in completely once more.

His tongue was deep in you “You can call me by my first name.” Your heavy breathing makes his blood go straight to his his cock making it drip with need.

From a moaning mess,you completely stiffen as you open your mouth. Then proceeded to close it.

“Oh…” His eyes darken as an felt the grip on your thighs tighten. “You forgot my name…”

“Part your legs a little more, sweetheart.” You whimper at his words.“By the time I’m done you’ll have my name running through your mind with every ache.”

[pupkashi]

satoru asks you to be his valentine every year without failure

he will do the whole routine of buying you balloons, writing you a love letter, giving you a plush holding a pink or red heart, a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers, boxes of chocolate and a nervous smile on his face as he asks you.

“will you be my valentine, sweets?” his heart pounds in his chest every year, eager to see you smile widely, roll your eyes at him and tell him yes.

“you know I’ll always say yes, angel boy” you grin, throwing your arms around his neck and pressing soft kisses to his cheek. “you don’t have to do so much every year y’know,” you assure him, struggling to find a place for the newly acquired gifts.

“oh but i do,” he defends, “need to show you that my love grows only stronger for you every year,” you can tell by his slightly puffed chest he’s proud of how eloquent he sounded.

“and I’m thankful for it every year,” you reply, following satoru to the kitchen as he puts the flowers in a vase, throwing out the ones he’d bought you only two weeks ago and replacing them with the fresh valentines bouquet.

he’s be sure to make plans for the two of you, be it a cozy afternoon in with your favorite takeout or a home cooked meal, or a reservation at a restaurant or a picnic he’d set up, he would always find the time for you.

and every year satoru would have the same blooming feeling in his chest and in his stomach, face flushed when you said yes and pressed kisses over his face, telling him you love him.

“my forever valentine” you’d mumble at night, smiling as you watched your lover giggle at the words.

“i like the sound of that, sweetheart,” he whispered, “my forever valentine.” he places a kiss to your forehead before you cuddle into him closer, the smell of his body wash filling your nose.

gojo would live up to the nickname; always making sure you were his valentine before the 14th came along, never missing a year since the two of you got together. it wouldn’t matter if he was across the world on the 13th, he’d be in your arms by the 14th, eyes full of love and heart thumping to same beat as yours.

a/n: something short and sweet before Valentine’s Day <3 hope you guys enjoy :3

masterlist

[ahresprite]

valentine's

[seireiteihellbutterfly]

Sunflower Valentine

artwork by @eu--lalia

Higurma Masterlist

Imagine leaving Higuruma a bouquet of sunflowers on his desk on Valentine's day.

He'll quickly deduce that whoever left them was making a play on his name and his career as a lawyer. So it's someone he knows.

Although he'd prefer roses if someone was leaving him flowers, he's flattered nonetheless that there's a person believing he's bouquet worthy.

The little card that came with them says 'To balance out your gloominess'.

He'll chuckle to himself 'Gloomy? I'm not gloomy. Broody perhaps.'

The rest of his day is spent trying to figure out who sent them, and he'll have a goofy grin on his face whenever he glances at them. He'll try his best to draw attention to them every time someone comes in the room, like he's not so discreetly saying 'someone sent me a Valentine's bouquet!'

"Pretty bouquet." You comment as you walk in to hand him a report.

"Oh, noticed them did you? Looks like I'm popular around here," he'll drawl, trying not to look too pleased with himself.

"Or it could mean someone doesn't want to look at you again."

His smugness fades. "What do you mean?"

"Oh cmon, you know the old Greek tale? Apollo turned his lover Clytie into a sunflower so that he'd never have to look at her face again after she betrayed him to a sea nymph."

His cheer immediately drops and you feel bad for him. "But I doubt that. Very few people know that fact. I'm sure whoever sent them intends to see your face again. Perhaps the next day morning."

"Next day morning?" he sounds confused.

You nod your head. "Yeah. Sunflowers need to be plucked in the early morning otherwise they wilt. So maybe whoever sent them was hoping they'd see your face the next morning after you've... Wilted."

You give him a playful smirk and walk out.

"Wilted...? What...?"

It takes a few seconds before the cogs in his brain start work.

"Hold on now y/n!"

He scrambles out of the office behind you.

Sunflower divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

[luniarix]

I JUST WANT THE FANTASY…!

synopsis: in which you spend valentine’s day with toji ❤︎ inspired by kali uchi’s “fantasy”！！

NOTE: i finally. figured out. how to do the font color gradient. LESSGOOOO!!! YALL DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HYPED THIS MAKES ME,, but anyway! happy valentine’s day everyoneee ♡ no matter if you’re spending this year on your own, with your friends, or partner, remember to show yourself so much love today and always ₍₍ (̨̡⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)̧̢ ₎₎ ！！ muchos besitos 🩷

CW: fem!reader, poc reader in mind, fluff, non-explicit smut, praising, showers of affection, soft sex, lingerie!!, established relationship, softdom!toji, cream pie, food!play (whipped cream and strawberries hehe), dirty talk, blowjob, self-fingering, cowgirl!position, whipped!toji, whipped!reader,, both of y’all are just madly in love, non-proof read (i will come back later), u get the idea right? right!

valentine’s day with toji!means that as soon as you wake up, you’re greeted with the fresh smell of breakfast. as you’re walking into the kitchen, you’re squealing in surprise as toji picks you up and twirls you around with ease. he shows you to the dining table and pulls your chair out, and brings you your big plate of food; filled with your favorite treats. you look up at him like a child who’s been served their most favorite food ever, and he’s chuckling at the way your eyes twinkle. beautiful, he thinks.

valentine’s day with toji!means that as soon as you’re done eating together, he takes you by the hand and leads you down the hallway of rose petals and into the living room, in which a gigantic teddy bear holding a heart, lots of designer gifts, candy bags, heart balloons, and a sign that says “will you be my valentine?” is waiting for you. you’re looking at him as if he’s crazy, and then you two have a laughing fit as you pull him into a sweet kiss as you nod, whispering a “you know damn well what my answer is, baby.” in between.

valentine’s day with toji!means that you’re watching a favorite comfort movie together, both laughing and cracking jokes every few minutes, and toji is ever so softly drawing circles around your waist as he pulls you in closer; nuzzling his chin on your head and leaving forehead pecks. you tilt your head up to catch his lips against yours, the kiss that was supposed to be innocent and sweet turning into a heated make out session as he holds your face in his big hands, and you’re squeezing his shoulders. your tongues dance against each other, and you gently nibble on his bottom lip as you pull away before it got too hard to do so. you quickly tell him that you’re going to take a bath and then give him the gifts you had gotten for him as well.

valentine’s day with toji!means that when you finish washing your body, you giddily skip over to your closet and pull out the lingerie set you had bought for this occasion a few weeks ago. once you laid your eyes on it, you knew that this was going to be the perfect surprise for him. as you slip it on, you become more and more aroused by the minute. just the thought of toji’s piercing eyes never leaving yours or your body had you going crazy, and you knew that he’d so much fun taking it off. you spin around in the mirror, very much in love with the way you look, and with a few sprays of perfume, a few final touch ups— you’re out the door on your way back to toji.

valentine’s day with toji!means that once you walk back into the living room, toji’s eyes immediately change into a recognizable carnal expression. your body is covered in goosebumps, nipples perked against the thin lace fabric that barely covers your pretty tits. you place the gifts that you brought out with you to the side and slowly slide yourself onto his lap, gyrating your hips in a salacious manner. you begin to undress toji, starting with his shirt first, while you kiss from his jaw down to his neck, sucking a little harder on his sweet spot. he's kneading at your hips and ass, grinding his erection against your clothed cunt. you're moaning in delight as you leave a trail of hickeys down to his tatted chest, all while you feel toji slipping off the straps of your lingerie.

valentine’s day with toji!means that he's reaching for the whipped cream and a small bowl of strawberries from the living room table (that you hadn't even noticed were there) with a cheeky grin, and you know what was about to go down. toji's quick to have your tiddies out, as he places swirls of whipped cream on your nipples, dipping the strawberries into the cream and eating them in a leisure manner, and once he's done it on both your nipples, he adds more whipped cream on your nipples and tits to lick it off of you. you're whining and throwing your head back while squeezing his biceps to support your trembling body. the feeling of his teeth gently pulling at your skin and then soothing the soft sting by licking away at where he nipped, had your mind spinning.

valentine’s day with toji!means that once he's done playing with your mounds, you're quick to get on your knees and in between his legs. you place whipped cream from his lower abdomen down to his happy trail, feverishly licking away and creating marks. with toji’s help, you pull down his sweats and boxers as his cock eagerly springs out, softly slapping his left thigh. you swallow down a groan, placing your hands at his shaft. you begin to jerk him off as you leave wet kisses from his tip down to his balls, and back up again. once you have him in your mouth, toji's soft groans get louder, and you reach a hand down to move the lace fabric to the side, running two digits down your clit and slowly inserting into your pussy. you gag on toji's length when you push him in as far back as you can, and the whine that vibrates throughout your throat sends him over the edge along with the way you're looking up at him with teary eyes as you fondle his balls with your other hand.

valentine’s day with toji!means that once he shoots a load into your mouth, he pulls you back up to quickly (but carefully) yank off the rest of the lingerie, only leaving you in your thigh highs. you're now on his lap once more, fisting his cock as you rub your puffy folds and clit against his soft-pink tip. once you feel like you're slick enough to slip him inside you, you line him up with your entrance and slowly but surely slide down his length and girth. murmurs of "you're doing so great sweetheart," and "you feel so fuckin' good baby, cmon, you can do it," eggs you on to continue. and even after the regular sex, you felt like he was splitting you apart for the first time every time. and you loved it. you cry out in pleasure when you finally have all of him in you, and you're eager to begin bouncing on his cock. your thighs are trembling, and toji's "fuck"s and "oh yeah"s have you twitching in ecstasy as you grip onto his knees to support your body. toji is practically on the brink of cumming already when he sees the way your ass is rippling against his thighs, the clapping noises making him grin devilishly.

valentine’s day with toji!means that when you reach your limit, you're arching your back as a high-pitched whine releases from your throat, eyes crossing as you shake in pure delight. toji's lolling his head back as he grits his teeth, soft whimpers leaving his lips as he soon after cums inside of you, a creamy white ring forming at the base of his cock. you're breathing heavily and he's panting, but that doesn't stop you two from looking at each other for a few seconds; and then hungrily kissing. when you pull apart from each other, he's looking up at you as if you're the only person in the world, the only one that really matters. and you know that rings true as he intertwines your fingers together, leaving a gentle peck on your hand as he never loses eye contact with you. the way he loves you, not only on valentines, but every day, will always be something you cherish.

valentine’s day with toji!means that you're being pulled down into the couch with him, arms securely wrapped around your waist, and legs hooked over yours as he gives you a boyish grin. god, if only he knew the way you see him, the way you think about him. and when you're telling him that you two should probably get to opening your gifts as you were excited to see his reaction in what you got him, he's shaking his head and burying his face into the crook of your neck. "we can do that later, baby. how 'bout a round two first?" a smirk forms on his lips when you lightly hit his chest, but your flushed cheeks and pleading gaze say otherwise. he knows you all too well.

i hope this wasn't too late for valentines!! hehe. feel free to leave ideas in my inbox or a comment ♡ if i made any grammar mistakes that i missed, lmk! and thank u so much for reading (●´ω｀●)

[cursed-peach]

Memories for lonely nights..

Happy Valentine's day to everyone‼️ 💐✨

[akaashislover1]

Is it just me or does anyone else think Yuji Itadori would spoil the hell out of you on Valentine’s Day?? This takes place when reader and Yuji are of age and you guys both work full time jobs. Whoop.

He would start off by preparing you breakfast in bed. A plate full of waffles topped with scrambled eggs and bacon with a pool of syrup on the side for you to dip what you wanted. There was a cup of coffee and a cup of apple juice for you too choose from. (He would take what you didn’t choose)

You would talk all morning about everything and anything. From updates about your favourite shows to how the both of you are feeling in general(you loved being vulnerable with him and him with you).

Yuji would be cracking jokes about everything. He made it his mission to remind you about the time Kugisaki spilt coffee on Gojo’s shirt and how He, Kugisaki, and Megumi tried to get the stain out but failed.

You loved the way he smiled at you. You would tease him every time you caught him staring for too long. Saying the classic: “take a picture, it’ll last longer!”

He would turn red and give you a light smack.

“What? It’s not my fault you’re the most gorgeous person on earth!” He would say chuckling.

Once you finish breakfast and got dressed for the day(obviously you’d wear the matching red and white outfit Yuji had bought for you for this special day), Yuji led you into the living room for you to find heart shaped balloons which varied in color. Pink, red and white.

There were also multiple boxes of your favourite chocolates sitting on the coffee table, waiting to be eaten by the both of you.

He also had the tv turned on, the screen displayed the menu of your favourite movie waiting to be played.

“We can rewatch this full series and then once that’s done I have more surprises!” He said happily.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to do all of this. I would’ve been fine just spending the day with you.” You felt bad. The only thing you were able to get him was a card from the dollar store and a gift card for his favourite fast food place tucked inside. You didn’t have a lot of time this year and you’ve been stressed out.

“No it’s fine. We spend everyday with each other anyway. Today is special! Plus I wanna do this.”

After your guys movie binge, Yuji had told you to get ready. He wouldn’t tell you where you were going but that you had to dress nice. So you did.

Yuji fought so hard with himself to not rip the spaghetti strapped black dress that ended just above your knees and had a completely opened back(which he didn’t like the thought of you wearing it out, he didn’t argue).

You checked yourself out in the mirror, flattening down every rumpled bumps out of your dress. Your fingers raked themselves through your neatly straightened hair.

“You look perfect,” Yuji’s voice startled you. You found his eyes in the mirror. He was wearing a subtle pink dress shirt with a black tie and black dress pants.

“Although, I do have something that will go perfect with your dress.” He finished as he walked towards you. It was then when you realized he was carrying a little paper shopping bag.

Your heart skipped a beat when he pulled out a long black velvet box. Yuji opened it.

You eyed, through the mirror, the beautiful diamond necklace that sat perfectly in the box accompanied by a set of diamond stud earrings.

You felt your eyes water as you turned around. Yuji had the biggest smile on his face. His light brown orbs began to water a little and you noticed that he was having trouble speaking.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to get this I-“

“No, don’t even start. I had to. I know this isn’t a ring, but these are placeholders for the real deal.”

“Real deal? What are you talking about?”

“Gosh, I thought I was the dense one. I wanna marry you y/n. I’d marry you right here on the spot. But I just think with everything going on, I think it’s best we wait a bit, you know?”

You chuckled lightly as Yuji started to put the necklace on.

“You ran out of money didn’t you?”

“Oh yeah, big time. I honestly thought you were gonna get full on chocolates so we wouldn’t have to go to dinner but seeing you in this dress is worth it.” Yuji snorted as you felt his fingers clasp the necklace around your neck. Once you had the earrings on, you gave Yuji the tightest hug. His arms flew around your waist and he rested his head on top of yours, smelling your shampoo.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you.” He whispered into your hair.

“I love you too, thank you for today.”

You smiled into his chest, your heartbeats syncing together.

“Now let’s go, I’ll pay for dinner.”

“Can’t argue with that! I was waiting for you to say that!” Yuji chanted as he kissed the top of you head. You rolled your eyes playfully as he made his way to the door, you following shortly after.

“You’re lucky I love you too much!”

Sorry this is late, i had to work all day today and the day before i just got back from a trip to even start. Hope you enjoyed!💕

[blueysobssesions]

Valentine's Day was in progress, and the classroom was abuzz with excitement. You and Gojo had been the hot topic for months, everyone wishing they had a relationship as cute as yours. Whenever you were together, there was an undeniable charm in the air that left your classmates swooning at your sweet moments.

As the lunch bell chimed, you stayed put at your desk, watching TikToks on your phone while a couple of girls chatted nearby. Little did you realize that Gojo had a surprise in store for Valentine's Day.

Then, he finally entered the classroom , and everyone looked as he marched in with a colorful bouquet decorated with cute teddy bears. The room filled with excitement at the sight, and the girls burst into happy squeals. Gojo's smile widened as he made his way towards you, presenting the bouquet with a shy blush on his face.

"Hey, happy Valentine's Day," he greeted with a grin as he walked over to you, his eyes shining with love.

You glanced up from your phone and felt a flutter in your chest at the sight of him. "Oh, S-satoru! You really didn't have to do this..."

"But I wanted to," he cut in, leaning down to give you a gentle kiss on the cheek before placing the bouquet on your desk. "These are for you."

Blushing deeply, you took the bouquet and admired the beautiful flowers. "Thanks a lot, satoru... They're amazing." As you looked at the bouquet, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the adorable teddy bears nestled among the flowers.

The girls in the classroom whispered excitedly as they witnessed your sweet moment with Gojo, their cheeks tinged with both admiration and maybe a bit of envy.

Gojo reached into his bag and produced a box of chocolates, handing it to you with a playful grin. "And of course, can't forget these chocolates."

You chuckled while accepting the box and giving him a thankful kiss on the lips. "No way! You bought my favorites!!"

With a content smile on his face, he wrapped you in an affectionate hug as everyone else in class looked at both of you with amazement and respect.

"Sooo, uh... are you going to eat those chocolates all by yourself?" your bestfriend grinningly teased as she leaned over from the next desk. You playfully rolled your eyes at her.

[sixeyescurseuser]

Satosugu Valentine’s Day posts where Geto posts all of his aesthetically pleasing photos of Gojo and a simple mushy caption of “I love you, always”

And then Gojo spams his account with ALL the candid funny pics of Geto with “my valentine is better than yours! 🤩”

[giggly-squiggily]

Hello Squiggily!

I wanted to ask if I could maybe participate in the Candyheart Event with ❤️ Me + You for SatoSugu? 😊

Apologies in case my last ask made you uncomfortable, I'm very sorry!

Yours, Crystal ❤️

Crystal! :D It's always great to hear from you! :3 And no worries about your headcanon from the previous ask! I wasn't uncomfortable at all :3 Your satosugoshoko thoughts never fail to make me happy! I hope you enjoy this! ;3

Me + You: "No way! I didn't know you were ticklish!"

“Boink!”

“SATORU!” Geto hollered as he twisted, glaring at the cackling blonde before him. “Would you stop doing that?”

“What? I’m totally innocent!” Gojo winked at him, rocking on his heels with his hands behind his head. “Didn’t do nothing!”

“Sure- the sky just so happens to be reigning ice cubes today!” With a growl, the other boy shook his collar, letting said offending cube fall into the grass by his feet. “Do that again and I’m kicking your ass.”

“Didn’t dooo it~”

Annoyed, Geto made the bold decision to turn away, pulling his phone out of his pocket as he went to check his texts. Seems like Shoko would be late- they’ll have to start their movie night later-

His collar was pulled back, another ice cube cheekily deposited.

“IT’S GOING DOWN!” Geto raged, tossing his phone and jumping into a surprised Gojo. Into the grass they went, wrestling like two kids in a sandbox as Geto tried weaseling the remaining ice cubes down Gojo’s collar. All the while Gojo was laughing like a child, halfheartedly fighting back with tickling fingers. “Whahatch your hahahnds, ahahahss!”

“No way! I didn’t know you were ticklish!” Gojo abandoned his loose efforts for a more direct attack, rapidly scribbling into Geto’s sides and making the other boy squirm and giggle. “Coochie coochie coo!”

“Shuuhuhuht your mohohohuth! Aheahhaha, bahahahhahstahahhard!” Geto snorted, falling to his side next to his friend as Gojo carried on tickling. “Shahahahhatorohohohoru stahhahahhahap!”

“No way! This is a discovery of a lifetime! Ah tickle tickle tickle! A tickle tickle tickle you long haired dork!” Gojo cooed down at him, easily avoiding the hands smacking at him and grabbing his shirt. “Look at you, laughing like a whittle baby!”

“Iihiihihm ehehehehehnding yohohohohur lih-EHEHEHHHEHEHF!” Geto all but squealed when his hips were snatched, arching with a scream as Gojo kneaded into the soft spots.

“Sure you will, buddy.”

Send me a candy heart and I'll write a dabble for it!

[chronicpixle]

Megumi Valentines Day Headcanons

Fem/Male reader

Don’t think I forgot about you boys 🫶🏽🩷

Megumi buys you SO much candy it’s actually insane. Just imagine walking into your dorm room to see your bed full of your favorite candy, plushies, and little trinkets you’ve wanted for so long.

Megumi treats you like a fucking GODDESS. That’s normal but for special occasions he will literally CARRY you anywhere. (If nobody is around ofc). He loves you now could h not?

Megumi would give you little kisses throughout the day. Candy and physical! He absolutely adores that little blush you get when you have to look away from embarrassment (not that he’d ever admit it)

Megumi doesn’t know how to massage at all, but he’s willing to learn just for his love. He’d ask maki about all the parts of the body that usually get sore and look up videos and read some books on how to help.

Megumi gives you bubble baths and gets you a rose scented cologne/perfume just because he thinks it’s romantic

Megumi tries to say I love you in other languages that you speak. He butchers it like hell but it’s still cute that he tries

Gumi likes it when you call him nicknames, it makes his heart flutter and he gets all red. He got even more embarrassed when you said he looks like the heart stickers on the wall

He calls you bubblegum. I know it seems weird but just imagine he bought you bubblegum and CALLS you bubblegum. I would melt, cry, shit myself, destroy everything, turn into Sukuna.

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Hey dolls that’s all I could think of PLEASE give me more ideada in the comments I’m running out 💔💔💔

[arlerts-angel]

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[bloody-bee-tea]

The sweetest dessert

The curse goes down almost easily, but the taste it leaves behind is more vile than usual and Suguru distantly thinks that it has to be one or the other. Apparently he can’t have only good things. He chokes back some bile, but the taste in his mouth is appalling and only adds fuel to the fire that is currently roaring in his stomach.

“Is it bad?” Satoru asks, having finished off the curse Suguru didn’t want and Suguru wants to answer, wants to say something biting and sarcastic because what kind of question is that even, but he fears that when he opens his mouth he might as well bend over immediately.

Suguru hasn’t had to throw up due to a curse in a while but this might just break his streak.

“I guess so,” Satoru whispers when Suguru still doesn’t answer him and Suguru presses a hand to his mouth before he nods.

The movement doesn’t upset his stomach further which is like the tiniest of wins he could hope for but he’ll take it.

“I brought chocolate, in case you want it? It might help with the taste,” Satoru says and rummages around in his pockets.

It might help with the taste, or it might make everything worse—both cases have been true in the past for Suguru but he thinks that today he’ll take the risk, that’s how vile the curse was. If he has to throw up due to the chocolate, then at least the taste of the curse will be drowned out by the taste of bile.

It’s not ideal, but Suguru would take it.

“Ah, here it is,” Satoru finally says and proudly presents a pretty, pink package to Suguru. Suguru’s heart drops when he sees it, because it’s Valentine’s chocolate; especially packaged for this day, with a bold ‘Will you be my Valentine’ printed in gold on it.

And it doesn’t mean shit.

“Here, take this, maybe it helps,” Satoru says, offering the chocolate to Suguru and for a moment Suguru forgets about the shitty taste in his mouth. For a moment all he tastes is bitterness, entirely made up of his own feelings.

“Thank you,” he finally manages to get out when Satoru shakes his hand slightly and Suguru doesn’t dare to look at Satoru as he takes it.

Satoru must not know what it means, must not know what day it is today and he probably thinks it’s absolutely hilarious that the chocolate today comes with stupid questions and hearts, Suguru rationalises. That must be it.

Still, the thought of eating the chocolate and having to look at Satoru while he does so makes his stomach flip over with unhappiness and so when he unwrapped the chocolate he simply swallows it whole.

It doesn’t do much for the taste, if he’s being honest, because Suguru barely gave it time to melt in his mouth before he choked it down but that doesn’t matter.

“Uhm,” Satoru says, eying him warily. “Did that help at all? Did you even taste that?” he finally asks and Suguru shrugs.

“It’s fine,” he says, even though it’s not fine, still. The taste of the curse still lingers on his tongue and he did swallow the chocolate too quickly to even know if it was normal chocolate, or the slightly bitter one Suguru prefers.

Though he guesses on a day like this, bitter chocolate is not very popular.

“I don’t think I have a second one,” Satoru says and starts to pat down his pants, as if he could produce another chocolate that way.

“I said it’s fine,” Suguru gives back, his breathing carefully controlled so that he doesn’t throw up belatedly and he cringes slightly when Satoru levels him with a look.

“You’re as white as a sheet, Suguru, you’re clearly not fine. I saw a café down the street, we should stop there, get some coffee into you. That always helps you, right? They probably have some sweets, too, maybe even little cakes? Come on, that will do you some good, alright?”

Satoru is rambling as he takes Suguru’s arm to drag him along the street and Suguru stumbles after him before he remembers himself.

“Satoru, we shouldn’t. Yaga said to come right back after this mission,” Suguru reminds him, because the thought of being with Satoru in a café on this day upsets him more than any curse ever could.

It would mean the world to Suguru, it would mean nothing at all to Satoru and it would give the wrong impression to everyone in that café and Suguru simply can’t do it.

“Then lets just get a coffee to go for you, Suguru, you clearly still feel bad and I’m sorry my chocolate didn’t help at all. Let me treat you to coffee, so that you can actually give your report to Yaga without throwing up on his shoes, okay?”

Suguru narrows his eyes at Satoru.

“Are you feeling okay?” he asks, before he swallows rapidly when he can feel bile rising in his throat again.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Satoru gives back and Suguru briefly shakes his head before he closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths.

He only speaks again when he thinks it’s safe to do so.

“You would normally jump on an opportunity like that. You’d find it funny.”

“Seeing you barf on Yaga’s shoes? Hell yes,” Satoru immediately agrees. “But you’d hate it. You hatehate feeling this way, so I’m not going to make it worse. I do know boundaries, Suguru.”

Suguru opens his mouth to reassure Satoru that he knows that, but Satoru doesn’t give him the chance to do so.

“Come now, I won’t even make you go in there, okay? I have your order memorised anyway, so you just wait outside and I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

Satoru continues to drag Suguru along the street but true to his words he doesn’t make him enter the café with him. Suguru can see him through the window, can read the orders right off Satoru’s lips, filling in the gaps from memory, and Suguru does his very best to not take note of all the couples around, of the glaring Valentine’s Day decoration of the pink colour everywhere.

He would love to spend this day with Satoru and actually have it mean something, but he knows that it can’t be, that it will never be, and so the generic brown cup Satoru presses into his hand eventually is the only thing he’ll get today.

And even so, he’ll gladly take it, because at least that means Satoru is at his side, no matter in what capacity.

~*~*~

They report to Yaga, they shower and change and take some down-time and by the time dinner rolls around Suguru feels like himself again, the taste of the curse long forgotten.

“Suguru!” Satoru yells out just a second before he barges into Suguru’s room. “We’re going out for dinner today!” he declares and unease fills Suguru’s chest.

“No, we’re not,” he shoots back, pressing himself more firmly into the couch because there is no way in hell that he’ll go out with Satoru on this day, to do something that can be read as romantic when it doesn’t mean anything to Satoru.

Suguru is not going to hurt himself like that.

“Aw, Suguru, I placed a reservation, though. We kind of have to go.”

“Take Shoko,” Suguru shortly says, willing Satoru to take the hint and finally leave him alone, but of course it’s not working because things like that never work on Satoru.

“Absolutely not, I’m not going out for dinner with her and have you stay here.”

“Satoru, please,” Suguru sighs out. “I don’t feel like going out.”

Satoru works his jaw a few times before he deflates. “Fine. I’ll go pick the food up. What do you want?”

This is so not what Suguru wants and he winces when he opens his mouth to correct Satoru.

“I don’t feel like being in company right now, Satoru. I want to eat alone today.”

That seems to catch Satoru completely off guard because he freezes where he stands.

“That doesn’t make any sense. I’m not company, I’m—whatever I am, you never complain about my presence, not once, not even when being around other people gets too much for you, I was always good. What is going on, Suguru?”

There’s a defiant note to his tone now and his entire stance has changed, as if Satoru is bracing for battle and in all honesty, it just makes Suguru feel bad. Everything Satoru just said is the truth after all and Suguru doesn’t know how to explain it.

“What the hell is up with you today?” Satoru asks when Suguru stays silent for too long and Suguru sighs.

It seems he’ll have to say something.

“I don’t know if you know this,” he starts with because with Satoru’s upbringing it’s always hit or miss with these cultural celebrations and traditions, “but it’s Valentine’s Day today. Or as others like to call it, Singles Awareness Day.”

Suguru tries to joke and he doesn’t even know why, because a hint of bitterness creeps into his voice. He has never minded Valentine’s Day much, but now that he actually has someone he wants to spend it with, it seems like the worst day ever.

“Single’s Awareness Day, that’s funny,” Satoru says, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “I’m very aware that I’m single, and I’m very aware that you’re single. And I’m trying to make us not be that.”

Suguru feels as if his heart is missing a beat before a dull pain spreads in his chest. So that is it. Satoru wants to go out to set Suguru up with someone. Or to set himself up with someone? But that doesn’t make any sense, and Suguru shakes his head in his confusion.

“I don’t—you want to go out to find a date?” he asks for clarification and he doesn’t know what to do when Satoru groans and slaps a hand to his face.

“I’m trying to make us date, Suguru,” he gets out, “but you’re not being very helpful.”

“You want to date someone?” Suguru doesn’t know what to do with that information. He was under the impression that Satoru doesn’t want.

“You! I want to date you, goddamit, Suguru, why do you have to be so difficult?” Satoru almost yells out and Suguru blinks.

“But you don’t want,” he finally mutters and watches how confusion washes over Satoru’s face.

“Huh?” Satoru very eloquently asks and Suguru swallows.

“You—I overheard you, when you rejected that girl a few weeks back. You said you’re not into girls. And then a few days later, the same with that man, where you said you’re not into guys, either. So I just—you’re not into anyone, right?”

“Oh dear gods,” Satoru groans out. “I’m not into anyone, because I’m into you.”

“Into me,” Suguru repeats and his brain has a hard time comprehending what Satoru is saying. “You want to date me.”

“Yes, Suguru, I want to date you,” Satoru agrees and comes closer, dropping down to his knees in front of Suguru. “Can you please just get that into your head now so you can reject me in that kind way of yours? I can take a hint, you know.”

“Reject you?” That is the furthest thing from Suguru’s mind right now and he doesn’t understand where Satoru would get that from. “Why would I reject you?”

“Because you’re clearly not into me? I mean, you swallowed that chocolate whole—impressive, by the way—and you rejected my offer for a coffee date and now even for a dinner date. I might be a bit dense but three time’s the charm, as they say, right?”

“No!” Suguru almost yells out and fists his hand in Satoru’s shirt. “I just thought—I thought you didn’t want anyone, let alone me, so I was trying to dodge these situations because I want.”

Satoru blinks at him.

“Okay, but do you want me?” he then carefully asks, as if Suguru could ever say no to that.

“Yes! Yes, I do. Of course I want you, Satoru, and if I had known I would have cherished that chocolate and I would have agreed to that coffee date.”

“Alright,” Satoru says with a smile and Suguru is surprised to find a light blush on his face. “What about a dinner date, then?” Satoru asks, though clearly he must know the answer to that by now.

“I would love to go on a date with you,” Suguru says, just so that there can be no more misunderstandings and Satoru beams at him.

“Wonderful,” he says and then leans up to brush his lips over the corner of Suguru’s mouth. “Just getting a taste of dessert, don’t mind me,” he whispers as he pulls back and Suguru can’t have that.

“Why stop at a taste?” he asks, before he pulls Satoru back in and this time there is nothing fleeting about the way their lips press together.

“You’re always so right, Suguru,” Satoru happily mutters as they part, though he doesn’t move away far. “And since I’m a glutton, we’ll just do that again,” he then decides and leans right back in.

By the time they remember that there’s an actual date to have, it’s five minutes to their reservation and there’s no way they’ll ever make that, so they do end up ordering in.

Which is just as fine, because that gives them time to enjoy their dessert whenever they damn well please, and if it is between bites of their actual dinner, well, there’s no one around to judge them for it.  

[chuluoyi]

i’m actually so sad… megumi is just a kid but he feels like he has no will to live anymore🥺

[confietti]

hiii guysss!!! i will be doing a valentines event for february so please send some ideas in my asks! the only requirements are to just read my rules and see what i do and don’t write for. please keep in mind that i am a student so if your fic comes out a bit later than another i apologize. everyone is welcome to participate!!