[cloudyglacierspirit]

Can't Wait

Summary: But, your eyes were the most beautiful shade of- Holy fuck no-

Warnings: Arranged Marriage, Gojo likes to use blue when he throws tantrums, Yandere, Gojo is absurd like always, some comedy bc why not, love at first meeting?, Gojo likes DBZ in this, dark tones ish, am I just bad at yandere?

Pairing: Yandere!Gojo x Arranged!Marriage!Reader

Gojo! Who is 17, halfway into his first year at jujutsu high and enjoying his life. He likes his school, his friends and heck, even his teacher. Sure, Shoko's smoking habits are going to give him lung cancer from all the second hand smoking he's doing and sure Yaga now takes blood pressure pills because of him, but Satoru is sure that his life has never been better. Of course, the elders in his clan have a knack for sniffing out whenever Gojo is feeling too happy and were particularly skilled in finding ways that would effectively rain, thunder and trample all over that happiness. Surely, it was a curse technique. Weak, but effective as fuck.

Gojo! Who usually resists going back to visit his clans estate, who just about has to be dragged out of jujutsu high, kicking and screaming by Suguru and thrown into a car to visit. He's ignored the past three official summons, and is already on thin ice. It's stupid, he thinks. He's going to be the clan head in a year or so, so why should he be answerable to an old man? Gojo swears he'll replace all the sugar cubes with salt so none of the elders can ever enjoy a cup of tea again. He's done it before, not that Yaga had appreciated being his test subject.

Gojo! Who arrives at the clan house, annoyed and uncaring of formality. People bow left and right, they greet him warmly, but all he does is tuck one hand into his pocket and scoff. He finds himself seated in front of not just the clan head-but every elder there is in the clan. Any other person would be honoured. Gojo is annoyed. He petulantly asks them what the hell they want as he bites into a cookie.

Gojo! Who chokes on his cookie when they bring up an agreement drawn up with another clan- and agreement that binds him to their clan heads daughter. It's iron clad, apparently. Signed off by not just the clan head at the time, but even his parents, who Gojo has never even met. It's the worst news he's received in his life and that's coming from the man who just watched Piccolo sacrifice himself for Gohan last week and cried into Suguru's shoulder about it.

Gojo! Who spends the next three hours, for once in his life, willingly in the presence of these senile old men. He argues, angrily paces around the room, downs about five cups of tea, threatens to ditch the clan entirely, heck, he stress eats all the cookies and forces himself to ask them nicely to not do this. It's when he unleashes blue and the entire roof goes flying- yet the elders and the clan head remain unfazed- Gojo realizes that he truly has no way out of this.

Gojo! Who huffs and leaves, using blue to blow the door out of his way. His anger is visible to everyone, veins almost popping along his neck, eyes murderous. No one dares to approach as he leaves the estate. He goes back to jujutsu high and angrily spars with Suguru. Later, he tells Suguru everything. For once, not even Suguru knows what to say. He would have never agreed to Yaga's request to make Gojo go visit his clan had he known the outcome.

Gojo! Who is told that he has to meet you next week. His schedule is usually filled to the brim, but of fucking course, it's all clear now. It's disturbing really, wanting to attend the premiere of the new dragon Ball z movie didn't classify as a valid reason to skip out on a mission, but meeting a girl for a marriage he doesn't want suddenly gets him an entire day off. He should make those elders suffer and blue all their houses away as payback. Muttering, vengeful and just about ready to through with the pranks he has held back on pulling, Gojo goes to Kyoto. Suguru, despite his earlier sympathy, smiles at him as he sends him off. Gojo can almost hear the teasing that awaits him when he comes back.

Gojo! Who meets your parents first. They bow, greet him kindly. He mutters a hello- and purposefully raises his head a little higher. Like fuck is he bowing his head to them, the only person who got that kind of respect in his life was Yaga. And that man had fucking earned it for putting up with Gojo's nonsense, including the one time he and Suguru had gotten arrested. Ah, good times.

Gojo! Who ignores the offended look that crosses your father's face. He sits down casually, not one ounce of formality found in his demeanour. Still, his soon to be in laws offer him tea and biscuits. He accepts and makes sure to be as impolite as possible. Chewing loudly, setting down the tea cup roughly so that it spills everywhere. Maybe he could get himself rejected and not even have to meet you. Alas, your parents pay no mind to his lack of manners. It's his good looks, Gojo whines to himself. Maybe if he had been born just a little less attractive, he wouldn't be in this position. He wonders if it's too late to give himself a nasty scar. Ah no, he'd look even more attractive.

Gojo! Who purposefully looks at the window on his right as you're brought in. He senses your cursed energy head in his way, hears your clothes rustle as you take a seat in front of him, but doesn't turn towards you just yet. Your father introduces you proudly, so proudly he wonders how a man who is selling his daughter like a cattle can be so shameless. At least Gojo's own parents had the decency to keep at not showing their faces to him after having the nerve to trap him. Sucky parents? Sure. Consistent? Yes.

Gojo! Who orders everyone to leave him and his wife to be alone. It's an absurd request, not to mention inappropriate, but his cursed energy spikes. The elders realize that while they could deal with Gojo using blue while throwing a tantrum- they would not be able to live down the humiliation of him doing it in front of another clan head. They leave, silently seething and resigned.

Gojo! Who hates to admit it- seriously, he really really doesn't want to admit it- but you're actually pretty. He'd built you up in his mind as something like the girl from the exorcist, after all it made hating you a lot more easy for him. But, your eyes were the most beautiful shade of- Holy fuck no-

Gojo! Who scolds himself. He absolutely could not afford to actually like you. It went against everything he stood for- which was usually liking the opposite of what the elders liked. He could not like you. No way. Clearing his throat, he looks at you again, your eyes are lowered, hands clasped formally in front of you.

Gojo! Who tries to look stern, but his eyes keep tracing your face again and again, and he feels like a loser with no restraint. He suddenly has a greater understanding of the guys that gawk at Shoko. He'd never understood it before, viewing her as a witch doctor with a smoking addiction and slightly psychotic vibes when near a dead body- so why would anyone gawk at Shoko at first sight? But then you speak to him, slow, gentle- sweet. And he gets it. He totally gets it. He still doesn't get Shoko, but he gets the urge to gawk.

Gojo! Who had intended to scare you off in this meeting. A few harsh words, a little bit of blue at the furniture and a delicate princes like you would go crying to her daddy about what a monster he is. But the menacing script he had rehearsed looking at the mirror never makes its debut. Instead, he asks you about your hobbies, unable to stop how warm he feels to learn about how you love painting and cooking.

Gojo! Who spends the next two hours just talking to you, who even has lunch with you. He discards his former last ditch plan of feigning a poison induced collapse in order to start a war between your clans. Instead, he delights in telling you about how much he loves Gohan from dragon ball z while he eats dumplings- gleeful to learn that you made them. For him.

Gojo! Who is annoyed to be interrupted by the clan heads insisting that he's spent too much time with you today and it's inappropriate. He almost throws blue out, but now that he's begun to like you fallen totally hopelessly in love with you he thinks he'll hold off on his absolute last resort of using blue and taking out everyone in the near vicinity. After all, you're going to live here for another year or so. 11 months, 12 days, 3 hours, 24 minutes and 17 seconds more, to be exact.

Gojo! Who leaves much more peacefully than he'd entered, who even inclines his head towards your father, thrilled at how you beam at him. He doesn't bother giving the elders in his clan his usual I-hate-you-pricks glare for once. He goes back to Jujutsu high, whistling as he walks past a confused Suguru and Yaga.

Gojo! Who won't shut up about you to Suguru, much to his confusion. It's a startling realisation for Suguru, that Gojo had all but fallen in love with you in one meeting. Infatuation, he thinks to himself. It'll wear off. Of course, he begins to think differently when Gojo starts ignoring other girls and actively starts preparing for the wedding.

Gojo! Who doesn't even mind that the clans want an engagement ceremony. His past self (24 hours ago Gojo) would have defected from Jujutsu society and settled down in America as a farmer or something. Suguru would have said that he'd have no potential for it, but he'd be a hot one and people would have bought vegetables just on the basis of his face (Gojo doesn't know how farmers or farming works guys). Anyways, he's thrilled. The idea of you wearing his ring, a sign that you're claimed by him, makes him hum out of happiness. He drags Suguru to go buy you a ring- the one those stuffy elders will use doesn't mean shit to him.

Gojo! Who surprises the people at the jewellery store when he buys the most expensive diamond there. Suguru briefly debates stealing it but decides against it. He isn't scared to pick a fight with Satoru usually, but somehow he thinks Satoru might actually kill him for wronging you since he's decided that it's your ring.

Gojo! Who is on time and happy to be at the engagement ceremony. Suguru is with him, of course. Apparently, so are his parents. But they blend into the crowd of faces he wants to blue so he doesn't care. His eyes eagerly scan the place for you, huffing that you're still getting ready and not here. He would rather you be excited and impatient to see him too, but Suguru mentions that girls take more time to get ready for guys they like and Gojo brightens up immediately.

Gojo! Who is horrified when his clan elders and your clan elders end up arguing over something trivial. Some agreement his clan wanted more on and your clan couldn't give it. The argument escalates and before you can even show up- your father calls the marriage off. He's slack jawed at how it happens, Suguru watching him in concern.

Gojo! Who lets out such a burst of cursed energy that everyone in the room, including Suguru, pauses. Suguru can at least breathe though, but the rest feels like they are being choked. No one makes a move as they watch him leave the room, expression menacing and fists clenched.

Gojo! Who tones down his cursed energy as he goes to the room you're getting ready in. His expressions softens as he overhears you shyly talking about how you want to look perfect for him. He can't let the elders take you from him. He really can't.

Gojo! Who knocks on the door and enters. The women who had been getting you ready gasp and bow at the sight of him, but he pays them no mind. You look gorgeous, dressed in your pretty kimono. But you're unsure of why he's here. You don't get to ask though, because he gently grabs your hand and tells you to follow him. You obey, unaware that he's no longer your husband to be.

Gojo! Who takes you back to the room the elders had been fighting in. Carefully, he lets his cursed energy radiate to the other side of the room- a warning to both clans to shut the hell up. All are too scared to so much as move a muscle, fearing for their lives as Gojo reminds them of exactly who he is. They do nothing but watch as leads you to the area where you would exchange rings.

Gojo! Who happily slides his chosen ring into your finger. Suguru smiles at his glee, while no one else in the room dares to say a thing. It's your turn, and you look at your father for the ring, completely unaware of the glare Gojo sends his way. Your father complies, scared of his future son in law, but still patting your head as a father should.

Gojo! Who smiles when you put the ring on his finger. The clan elders clap, knowing Gojo might kill them if they don't. They behave with each as though the argument never happened. And when Gojo leaves your side and goes to hand his arms around the shoulders of your father and the head of the Gojo clan, they obey his command to forget that they had ever fought.

Gojo! Who never lets you find out that the marriage was called off and starts preparing for the wedding. 11 months, 10 days, 8 hours, 48 minutes and 45 seconds to go until you're his completely. And he really can't wait.

[cloudyglacierspirit]

Nonchalant

You had healed Gojo when Shoko couldn't, and that stung more than anything

Warnings: mentions of sex, nothing explicit, one sided love, unrequited, arranged marriage, Shoko POV

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Nonchalant!Shoko! Who meets Gojo and Geto in her first year and promptly decides that the two are most annoying idiots she has ever met

Nonchalant!Shoko! who traumatised Gojo and Geto the first time they witnessed her smoke. Tsk. Wimps.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who is the only one who Gojo allows to steal his glasses. She finds them fascinating, the way they are complete pitch black but Gojo can still see just fine with them. She ignores the way he smiles and chuckles whenever she steals them- ignores the way her heart beats a little different every time

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who rolls her eyes watching Gojo flirt around. She doesn't feel jealous-after all, she knows the real Gojo- the Digimon loving, sweet tooth lunatic that's underneath all that charm. These girls are fleeting, and that fact is proven time and time again.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who is the only comfort Gojo has after Geto defects. Nothing ever happens between her and Gojo, not even when they get drunk over Geto's leaving several times.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who just works and works the next ten years. The only saving grace is nights out with friends, with Gojo. There's no romantic relationship in her life, but watching Gojo cheer at the nuggets she had just ordered from the kids menu for him- she thinks she might have had one without knowing this entire time.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who isn't surprised to hear about the Gojo clan trying to get Gojo married. She knows Gojo has been avoiding it for years- purposefully disrespecting potential candidates and their clans just to get out of it. She also knows that the Gojo clan has stopped insisting on girls from prominent clans because of this, opting for those from smaller clans or even those with unique abilities. Shoko knows even her own name is in that list, after all, Gakuganji had purposefully confirmed her willingness. She doesn't tell Gojo, of course. She's sure he already knows.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who gets a visit from Gojo later that week, who tells her that he's actually lost the battle of marriage. She listens numbly as he talks about some girl from a small clan- he's irritated, annoyed and yet-Shoko just can't make sense of it. She'd assumed he could fend off the clans, and that if he couldn't, he'd pick someone he could tolerate. Someone like Shoko. Someone who is Shoko. Still, she swallows whatever she's feeling and simply teases him. It's hollow, but Gojo doesn't know it.

Nonchalant!Shoko who attends the wedding, dressed in a pretty kimono. Everyone is there, from big clan heads to small ones. Even the clans whose daughter Gojo rejected are there. Their disgruntled faces would usually amuse Shoko, but she kind of gets it. She thinks if she didn't have so much control over her facial expressions- she would look the same.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who hates to admit it, but you are gorgeous. A kimono that compliments you, hair beautifully done up with flowers. Your face hardly has any make up too. Shoko secretly compares herself to you- your hands are probably softer than her own, feet probably not even used to the kind of running around she does on a daily basis. She had thought that her education and job made her better than you, but Shoko doesn't think that her eye bags and almost rough hands compare to you. You- who looks like a princess more than anything, who's soft thank you and gentle gaze even had her stumped.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who isn't surprised that Gojo didn't spend the wedding night with you. She knows he spent the entire night sleeping in a classroom at Jujutsu High, had caught him there early next morning. She knows he amps up his mission intake after that, just so that he doesn't go home. It's stupid, she knows. Gojo knows it too. Only one minute spent with you and she just knows that even Gojo would fall for you. Maybe if she was a better friend, if she was Geto, she would encourage him to go to you. To try. But some part of her stings at the idea- if a friend is all she is- then why bother being a good one?

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who is horrified by Gojo getting sealed. She doesn't sleep that night and the 19 days he's gone are the worst of her life.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who is happy when he's unsealed, unsurprised that the first thing he does is come to her after finalizing his date battle with Sukuna. It's a relief to see him, and an effort to hold back from hugging him.

Nonchalant!Shoko who is surprised to see you when they send Gojo off to fight Sukuna. Gojo doesn't even look at you, Shoko notes. But you still smile as he goes.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who is surprised that you stick with them- that you watch the entire fight with them. But brushes it off to focus on the battle.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who feels like her heart has been ripped out of her throat at the sight of her friend cut in half. Who can't hear anything- not even your gasp of disbelief. Her entire world has been muted.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who gets Gojo's body and hardens her heart to fix him- because Yuta will need it. But her hands never get to touch Gojo, since yours reach him first. A strange, yellow glow emits and a burst of smoke fills her sight. Shoko coughs and tries to wave the smoke away.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who can't believe her eyes. A not cut in half Gojo sits in front of her, sitting on the bed and stretching his limbs. You're still standing in front of him, noticeable beads of sweat rolling down your face.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who watches as Gojo stretches his neck a little, one eyes closing as he smiles.

'Man that wasn't fun.'

He turns to look at you

'That was you huh?'

You nod shakily, and if it wasn't for relief she was feeling at the sight of Gojo being alive- Shoko would think that Gojo's eyes had softened at the sight of you.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who watches as Gojo jumps off the bed, grinning.

'Gotta go finish this fight. We'll talk later.'

He teleports out of there. It takes Shoko an embarrassing amount of time to realize that he hadn't even looked at her- and that his words had been only for you. She looks at your tired form, realizing she should probably heal you. But this specific act of kindness never manifests and Shoko tells herself it's because she has to conserve her energy for the sorcerers going into battle. It's not because she hates you or anything.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who listens as you explain your cursed technique while Round 2 of Gojo vs Sukuna starts. It's time reversal through molecular manipulation. It's not as simple as reversing time, no. You can influence the molecules to move, however it's usually with great difficulty. You had used your technique to reverse time on Gojo's body, piecing him back together to just barely before he got cut in half. An amazing curse technique, extremely difficult to use too. But you had forced yourself to try beyond your normal skill level.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who should feel grateful. After all, you had saved her most important person. Yet, her mind draws comparisons again. You had healed Gojo when Shoko couldn't, and that stung more than anything.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who cheers with everyone when Gojo wins. A deadly combo of soul piercing black flashes alongside Yuji had gotten Megumi back. By the end of the day, Shoko has numerous sorcerers in the infirmary. But there's no worry about Sukuna, at least.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who is surprised when Gojo casually asks her to heal his wife. Her expression remains the same as usual, and she casually shrugs and agrees. But something inside her feels off.

Nonchalant!Shoko who does her usual rounds that night, walking around and checking each patient. When she walks by yours, she stops short. The sound of a soft moan- your moan reaches her ear. Briefly, she thinks you're cheating on Gojo. But then a familiar voice speaks.

'C'mon babe I'm barely halfway in-'

'Satoru I-oh-'

Satoru? Even Shoko didn't call him by his first name. Something in her chest feels heavy as she quietly listens to you two. This isn't just two people having meaningless sex. Not from the way Gojo talks to you, not from the endearing ways he refers to you. Not from the way you moan his first name. Not from the way Gojo mentions missing you in the prison realm. Not from the sounds you two make as you fall apart together.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who realises that even though she's Gojo's oldest friend- she doesn't know him as well as she thought she did. She had assumed that he hadn't wanted this marriage at all- that he hadn't bothered to give you the time of the day. But he had, hadn't he? This wasn't his first time with you, not when she's clearly heard him comment on missing your warmth. This wasn't the first time he'd called you babe or love or pretty thing- no, this had been going on for a while.

Nonchalant!Shoko! Who does what she knows best. She squares her back, schools her expression and walks away, nonchalant as she tunes out the sounds coming from her room. She does the same when Gojo tells her he's going to be a father months later, does the same when she delivers his child. She does the same when she holds a tiny, white haired baby that she thought she would someday have and hands her to you. She's nonchalant, even when two white haired children with their fathers smile and their mothers eyes cross her path and greet her while running around Jujutsu High. Nonchalant, like always.

[cloudyglacierspirit]

Sweet

Pairing: King!Gojo x Maid!Reader, mentions of King!Gojo x Queen!Utahime

Summary: Queen Utahime doesn't care for her new husband, and inevitably, he stops caring for her

Warnings: 18+, mentions of sex, dubious consent because no one asks the reader for it, cheating, Gojo is married to Utahime here, mentions of lashing as punishment

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Maid!Reader who is there for when Princess Utahime first meets King Gojo. You note that the king is boisterous and likes to annoy his soon-to-be queen. You think it's sweet, the way he goes out of his way to earn her attention. The Princess, however, is less than entertained. She finds no humor in his jests and retreats as early as possible. You think the king looks a little sad as he watches her leave.

Maid!Reader who struggles to get things done at the start, and unfortunately earns Utahime's ire for it. You don't know how she prefers her Kimono's to be color-coded, but you still get lashes on your wrist for doing it wrong.

Maid!Reader who stands at the side , watching as the King and Queen get married. He's happy, you realize. The king was known to be kind- and it was long rumoured that he had an interest in princess Utahime. Not that his bride shared the same interest, the almost miserable expression on her face giving away how much she doesn't want this marriage. You wonder how one can be so ungrateful, but then again, you've heard the sounds from her room when her friend Lady Shoko visits. It's obvious her attraction lies to the opposite gender- or perhaps, both?

Maid!Reader who is assigned to be the maid inside their room during the wedding night. It's a common procedure really, you just have to stay silent and act as a witness to the consummation of the wedding. You help the Queen get dressed in a silk nightgown, comb her long luscious hair. You note that she's unusually silent and not snapping at you. It's weird, but you suppose it's wedding jitters.

Maid!Reader who watches as the King happily enters the room. You've watched all night, he's clearly besotted with his new bride. But Utahime is less than responsive to his kisses, not at all eager in returning his movements. It's when the king buries his head between her legs does she show some appreciation. You've never slept with someone before, but you think that with the way the king's head moves between her legs, even you would scream this way. He takes her over the edge twice. When he's done, you watch as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, a cocky smirk lighting up his face as he takes in her flustered expression. He asks her if she'll return the favour.

Maid!Reader who watches the Queens expression go back to being disgruntled, she sighs and then suddenly catches sight of you.

Maid!Reader who has no choice but to walk towards the bed when the Queen beckons you forward. The king is confused, as are you. You keep your eyes lowered to the ground. The Queen orders you to get on your knees and please the king. It shocks you, the only one more shocked is the king. You don't have any right to protest, but the king does. You peek up, watch as his expression changes. He's outraged, hurt and then he settles on frustrated. He spits out a fine and sits on the bed, legs wife open and gesturing for you to get in between.

Maid!Reader who doesn't want to, who wants to leave the room, but remembers her poor family, counting on her wages, and gets down on her knees. You don't know the first thing about sucking someone's cock, but the king's hands are gentle as they guide you. He hisses as your warm mouth envelopes his cock, hands guiding you to fondle his balls. The next few minutes are filthy, the slurping sounds echoing in the room as you pleasure him, his wife unconcerned as she sits next to him. Eventually, he cums down your throat, grunting. You don't know what to do after that, but his hands guide you again, he tells you to keep licking. So you do.

Maid!Reader who doesn't listen as the King and Queen argue, simply focusing on her task of licking him. You do however, overhear the Queens demand and are surprised. You can tell the king is shocked, with the way he grabs your head and stops you. What the Queen suggests is outrageous really, completely uncalled for. She wants the King to fuck you and when he's on the verge of cumming, to just cum inside her. It's insulting on all kinds of levels, and you can tell it hurts the King to hear this from the woman he's been pining for. It doesn't surprise you that he agrees- no doubt unwilling to beg for what he wants from her. No one asks you, because what you want doesn't matter to them. You have no choice but to strip your clothes and get on your back. Above you stands a man you'd never thought you'd see like this.

Maid!Reader who is a bit scared of the King's looming figure, packed in muscle and frankly, twice your size. He grabs your thighs, spreading them apart. He pauses, as if trying to figure out which position to go for. He ends up wrapping your legs around his waist, his cock resting on your pussy lips. You gulp and against all the rules you've always followed, use your voice.

'My King- this-this is my fi-first-'

You don't finish your sentence, terror overcoming you. The Queen is unbothered by your statement, but the king is bothered. His expression loses its fierceness, understanding dawning on him. He glances to his left, at the woman- at the wife he should be bedding. Who isn't even looking his way, a book in hand as she lounges on the side of the bed. He looks down at you again, a hand reaching out to wipe off a tear you hadn't even noticed fall.

Maid!Reader who is utterly surprised when the king opts to bury his face between her legs. You understand why the Queen was screaming before, his tongue finding places in you that you hadn't even known had existed. He draws out moans and gasps from you, your hands growing bold and finding their way into his hair.

'My-My King- oh-'

You're more responsive than his wife, that much you both know. Completely basking in the pleasure he gives you. He makes you fall apart twice, you think, just to mess with his wife that he'd pleasure a servant the same as her. Said wife doesn't even glance his way, simply flipping another page.

Maid!Reader who is trying to catch her breath, flustered as he puts her in the same position as before. Your legs wrap around his waist, and surprisingly enough, his lips attach themselves to yours as he sinks into you. You're completely out of it, responding to him eagerly as takes you. It hurts at first, but his thumb circled your clit and his mouth pressing kisses to your neck distract you until the pain goes away. When he starts moving, you think you see stars. You clutch his shoulders, helpless as he moves faster and faster against you.

Maid!Reader who falls apart for him twice. He easily fucks you through your first orgasm, and continues to fuck you towards a second. You think that the Queen is an idiot for not letting the king fuck her, but it's her loss you suppose. The king is clearly nearing the edge, and the Queen notices. She simply lies on top of you, partially offering herself up to him. Just as he's about to cum, he pulls out and slides into her. He barely fucks her for a minute before he's filling her up, but even that minute makes the Queen tremble in pleasure.

Maid!Reader who quietly leaves the room after that. There's no aftercare for you, no one to hold you. You limp out of there, pettily taking solace in the fact that the Queen wouldn't be getting any either- if the way the King stormed out was anything to go by.

Maid!Reader who wakes up the next morning, worried about her job. Losing your virginity like this means you've lost most of ypur prospects for marriage-now you need to work and earn. But you're relieved when Queen Utahime is the same as usual, flippant and bossy.

Maid!Reader who now gets called in every time the King and Queen need to sleep together. You wonder how the king lives with this insult, that his wife refuses to have him claim her fully. He's good to you, though. Always making sure you're prepared before he takes you, never violent. You think that if the queen were to allow the king to take her properly just once, she would make you disappear. It's a well known fact that the king doesn't sleep around, that he's been in love with her since their childhood. It was incredibly likely he'd saved himself for her, although you weren't sure about that fully. Still, you get bent over in different ways by him; on your hands and knees, on your side, your back. He has a particular fondness for fondling your tits, you've noted. Perhaps, because the Queen and you share the same bust size. But still, the Queen never takes an interest. Each time, she's content to just take his cum so she can get pregnant, she doesn't even allow him to use his tongue on her, an act she had enjoyed on their wedding night.

Maid!Reader who spends the first year of their marriage like this. A tool for the Queen to please her husband. There are perks, but you don't think the queen was the one who ordered them. Your salary is about five times what it was, the uniform you wear is of far better quality. You're sure the king has a hand in it, especially since the queen continues to boss you around the same as before. If anything, you've noted that you're treated particularly harshly the morning after a night spent with them. It's almost as if she resents sharing her husband with you, nevermind the fact that it was her own idea in the first place.

Maid!Reader who thinks she's had enough after a particularly harsh punishment received from the queen. Another set of lashes on your back, all because you'd spilled a little bit of her tea on the floor. It hurts badly, to the point you can't even sit right. You think you want to quit- but no, you think you want revenge. Revenge for all the punishment, for taking your virginity and ruining whatever little prospects you have in life. You go to the king, unclear on what to actually ask for.

Maid!Reader who finds the king fresh out of a bath, only a towel around his waist. It's the first time you've ever interacted with him outside of your trysts at night. He recognizes you immediately, hand moving to dismiss the male attendant by his side. You come up with a lie on the spot, a lie neither of you believe. That you've been sent to aid him. The king never allows female attendants to attend to him- it's indecent. His father hadn't held the same belief, of course. But still, against all his beliefs, he allows you to aid him in redressing.

Maid!Reader who wonders how to bring up her frustration with the Queen. You help him put on his shirt, moving in front of him to start closing the buttons. Two warm hands grab your wrists, and suddenly your jerked face to face with him. Your eyes meet sky blue, lips slightly parted as you take him in. It's silent for a moment, as you both eye each other.

Maid!Reader who is surprised when the king kisses her. It's soft, gentle- like one would kiss their lover. Hands move from wrist to your waist, making you press against his half dressed form. Your hands clutch his shoulders. He pulls away, the two of you panting. Then suddenly, you're kissing again, this time more passionately- but when he pushes you into the wall and a pained cry escapes you- the king pauses. His eyes are wide, you could even say he looks concerned as he lets his hand gently soothe your back. You don't need to tell him why it hurts- he knows. He knows more than anyone about who has the ability to punish you- the only person who has the authority to punish you like this. He kisses you once more, gentle this time and sends you on your way.

Maid!Reader who rejoices with the rest of the country when the king bans lashing as a punishment the very next day. You wish you could go out and cheer with the crowd chanting his name.

Maid!Reader who spends the next night with the king and Queen, and is far more enthusiastic about it than usual. You're usually careful to touch the king, yet your lips find their way to his multiple times. He's responsive, chuckling. He doesn't glance towards his wife in hopes of a reaction, happy to entertain himself with you. Sometimes, you wonder if he is imagining her while taking you, but then he hits a certain spot inside you and you don't care.

Maid!Reader who, by chance, is tasked with serving the king his meal in his room one night. You're hesitant, having only been to his room once before. That kiss you two had shared had been different from the ones exchanged in the presence of his wife. But still, orders are orders, so off you go. You think King Gojo is a little surprised, but then a goofy smile comes on his face, the kind you saw him give the Queen in hopes of her attention. You think you're imagining things and dismiss the possibility that he's excited to see you.

Maid!Reader who doesn't understand how, but somehow the king convinces her to sit with him and share his meal. It's inappropriate, completely unbecoming that someone of your stature would sit in his presence, let alone on the same sofa as him and eat from his place. But King Gojo is known for his unusualness. His father had taken multiple concubines, fathered several children. The current king himself is the son of a concubine, not the Queen at the time. But when King Gojo had taken over, concubines had been banned. It had caused a problem for those who were concubines and had nowhere to go. The concubines, including his father's, had been given a place to stay and monthly allowance. He himself was known to keep distance from affairs and sleeping around in general. It was why the public liked him so much. Although, now that it had been over a year since his marriage, people had begun to urge him to divorce and take a second wife, to secure an heir. So far, the king has avoided it, likely because of his lingering feelings for his wife.

Maid!Reader who finds herself in the king's lap that night. It's unusual, so unlike you. But the two of you can't help yourself, kissing. A hot tongue wraps around yours, hands firmly pressing you against him. Your clothed heat grinds against him and both of you gasp.

'My King- we shouldn't-'

He shushes you easily, blue eyes sparkling as he sweetly smiles at you. That night, you get to spend the night in his chambers- a feat that not even the Queen herself has gotten around to.

Maid!Reader who finds that more and more work is given to her regarding the King- somehow you end up in his room more than you should. Sometimes on his lap, in his dressing room, against the table- he wrecks you every time. His visits to the queen's chamber grow less and less, something you've seen the Queen fret about. After all, the two of them do need to have a child. She grows harsher towards you though, as if you're the reason he refuses to come around. You are, of course. But she doesn't know that yet. The people that surround the king are extremely loyal- not a whisper of your presence in his bedchambers has ever gotten out. Your absence from the Queen's is always solidly vouched for. Although she can't punish you with lashing anymore, so instead you're given smaller meals and more chores as punishment.

Maid!Reader who starts losing weight because of these punishments, to the point that the king takes notice. His eyes are concerned, soft as they scan over you. A slight pout settles on his face. You don't need to complain about who is troubling you, he knows it all too well. A kiss is pressed to your forehead. From then on, the excuses made to bring you to his chambers always occur when he is eating. He shares his meal with you every time.

Maid!Reader who knows it's wrong, but can't help her heart beating fast because of the king. You had tried so hard to resist, to ignore it, but how could you when he was so sweet to you? You know you'll never get anything out of this, never be anything more than a warm body, but you find yourself growing more affectionate with him anyways.

Maid!Reader who is in the Queen's room with another maid when the King comes for a visit. To your surprise, and to the king's surprise, she dismisses you and tells the other maid to stay. You keep your eyes lowered as you realize that she's replacing you. She's still unwilling to fuck the king properly, thinks he's gotten bored of you and now is offering him another warm body. You turn around and leave, sadness clouding your expression. It was only a matter of time of course, after all, it's been two years since their marriage. Perhaps, the king himself had suggested a new bedmate was in order. You go to your room, and sleep doesn't come easy that night.

Maid!Reader who expects to find the other maid as wrecked as she had been after the first night with the king. However, she's in perfect condition. She gossips, of course, about how the king had been angry with the Queen, had questioned if she thought of him as some toy to pass around. He had stormed out of their bedchambers, furious, just about ten minutes after you had left. Your fellow maid is relieved that he had left, she had already been promised to another man and couldn't believe that the Queen would try to ruin her like this. It doesn't surprise you that she resigns that every day- King Gojo even gives her a hefty sum of money- no doubt understanding why she was leaving. You scold yourself for thinking so low of him last night.

Maid!Reader who gets a letter from her mother the next day. A marriage proposal has come for you- and it's a good one. A knight from the king's army. Apparently, he had seen you by the Queen's side during a party and was quite taken with you. Nanami Kento, his mother mentions his name. Your parents have even asked around about him, and have heard nothing but good things. They think it's a great time to settle your life, and beg you to come home. It makes your throat go dry, you don't know how to respond. Not when you're impure. Even if you gave up on your feelings for the king and went through with this marriage, your lack of purity would no doubt cause problems for you.

Maid!Reader who stumbles into the king's chambers that night. It's much like the first time you had come here, you weren't invited and he's surprised. Like that time, he dismisses his servant. He starts to smile at you, no doubt ready to tease you for missing him too much and not being able to wait for an invite, but your saddened expression has him stopping short. He pulls your wrist, tugging you to sit next to him. Hands softly brush your hair out of your face, his tone soft as he asks you what's wrong.

Maid!Reader who tells the king about her poor upbringing. Your brother, a lowly knight. Your father, a retired swordsmith and a sick mother, unable to walk properly. Your family has had no prospects for you from the start. When you mention the proposal that's come for you, you swear the king's expression changes. The soft understanding look is briefly marred by an irritated one, especially when you mention how a marriage with Nanami would secure you for life. But you're worried about your purity.

Maid!Reader who had walked into the king's chambers, sure that she would walk out, ready to go marry another man. Yet, you find yourself in a mating press on his bed, the king moving wildly against you. You think he's bidding you farewell with one last fuck, his rough movements jostling you. You fall apart, panting, waiting as he chases his own end. When the king comes, it's not on your stomach like usual. You're shocked, as he roughly slams into you over and over again, filling you up. He's never done this before, always careful to never cum inside you despite his growing soft spot for you. When he stops moving, he lays his head on your chest, catching his breath.

Maid!Reader who can only blink as the King talks to her. Nanami Kento would be assigned to train a platoon in the south, meaning he wouldn't have time to get married for at least another year or so. The king wouldn't stand for him to leave his duties for even a day. And well, king Gojo- or rather, Satoru, he says for you to call him. If you happened to get pregnant, no one would deny him marrying you. Perhaps Utahime's kingdom would protest, but they can't deny the reality that she has yet to bear him an heir in three and a half years of their marriage.

Maid!Reader who shouldn't agree to this, should deny the king. But the deed has already been done, you're facing the possibility of pregnancy anyways. You kiss him, drawing him in for another round.

Maid!Reader who spends the next month or so, continuously sneaking around with the king. But it's different now, so so different. The words 'My Love' are said for you often, soft kisses are pressed against you everywhere. Your favorite meals are what he keeps ready for you. You're barely working for the Queen anymore, who you note, hasn't received a single visit from the king since her last blunder. It's petty on your part, but you spend one particular night making him promise he would never touch her again. He agrees, lost in your warmth and touches.

Maid!Reader who misses her cycle that month and knows why. You take satisfaction in witnessing the Queen's sigh of disappointment as she bleeds again this month. You think it's karma for all the unjust punishments she has given you. When you go to inform the king of your pregnancy, he lifts you up and twirls you around. The two of you are married in a week, and when you give birth to a son eight months later- for once, your gaze isn't lowered in the presence of the soon-to-be former Queen. She can only grit her teeth as her divorce rights are read out, eyes honing in on the baby in your arms. A child that no one can even deny is the king's, not when he has the same hair and eyes.

[cloudyglacierspirit]

Common Sense - Part 1

Pairing: Yandere!Mafia!SatoSugu x Lonely!Reader

Warnings: 18+, yandere, mentions of sex, threesome F/M/M, reader has low self esteem, she assumes a lot and tries to avoid everyone, mentions of killing someone by choking them, dubious consent because Gojo and Geto get reader really drunk

Lonely!Reader who lives in a rich apartment complex- not because she was born rich. You grew up poor, your parents were estranged from their families but when they passed, you inherited big from them. Not just the apartment itself is yours, but so is enough money that you don't ever need to work.

Lonely!Reader who likes to just stay in; order groceries to her door, spend her time painting or doing hobbies she didn't have the time for before. It's great at the start really, but then it begins to wear you down. You don't have much in the way of friends, no love life- and now that you don't work- no social life either.

Lonely!Reader who bumps into two handsome men at the apartment complex restaurant. It's just a coincidence really- all the tables are full. You're the only person at a four seater. When the waiter asks you- with oddly desperate eyes, if you'll allow them to seat someone with you- you say yes. You are going through your digimon card collection when the waiter pulls the chair for one of the men. A shadow falls over your hunched head and you hear a gasp of delight. You're startled as you glance up, gulping at the sight of what you're sure is a Greek God. Endless blue eyes captivate you, a goofy grin lighting up the man's face. The sound of the other chair being pulled has you looking at the man sitting down next to him; another handsome man falls into your sight. You're voice is stuck in your throat all of a sudden as you suddenly get more social interaction than you usually do.

Lonely!Reader who spends an hour chatting with the blue eyed man-Satoru Gojo, as he'd told you. The two of you go back and forth about digimon, while the man sitting next to him, Suguru Geto, as you'd learn his name is, chuckles at the sight of it. Your meals arrive at the same time, not that it stops you and Gojo from debating on who is the better digimon; Gojo insists it's Gatomon, while you push for Tentomon supremacy. Geto only shakes his head in exasperation. By the end of your dinner, you and Gojo are fast Digimon friends. You don't talk much to Suguru, however when the waiters asks if you want to pay the bill, he insists on paying yours. You begin to protest, but one look from him is enough to silence you.

'It's been a while since my husband found someone willing to talk about digimon. I don't quite care for it'

Lonely!Reader who is admittedly a little sad that both men are married, but it makes sense to you? They look good together, balancing each other's personalities out too. One is too talkative and the other is the type to wait and watch. At least, that's your first impression of them. You don't actually know these two well enough to determine anything about them. Still, you bid them farewell once you notice the time. You don't think you will actually ever see them again.

Lonely!Reader who meets Gojo again the very next day. You are peacefully sitting at a cute little cafe that's just a little walk away from your apartment complex. You are tucked away in a cozy corner. You have your book, a nice sandwich and a steaming cup of hot chocolate. Gojo slides into the seat in front of you as you take a bite from your sandwich. He's casual, asking you what you think of Yamato Ishida. You choke on your sandwich, which makes him laugh. Too busy trying to not choke, you don't notice him take the other half of your sandwich and start eating. When you recover from your near death experience, you can only deadpan at Gojo, who only reiterates his question as he takes another bite of your sandwich.

Lonely!Reader who spends the next two hours chatting with Gojo about digimon. You've never had someone share your interest like this, someone who goes so into depth for every character, who even has collectable digimon cards like you. The two of you order another 2 plates of sandwiches and fries and annihilate them during your discussion. Like last night, you don't get to pay, despite trying your hardest to slip your card to the waiter. You walk home with Gojo, debating on which digimon is the GOAT. Eventually, you reach the elevator of your apartment complex. You notice they live on the top most floor- the penthouse. You are only at 5th floor.

Lonely!Reader who for a second debates inviting Gojo to her apartment. But common sense takes over and you remind yourself that even though you two get along so well, you have barely known him a day. Not just that, he is a married man and God knows what his husband would think of you two having lunch like this- let alone you inviting him over to your place. You don't want to cause problems, even though you miss talking to Gojo already as you enter your apartment. You've never talked to someone like this before- where they hang on to your every word.

Lonely!Reader who spends the next few days simply staying in your apartment. As much as you want to see Gojo again, you don't think you can handle being around him again, not when you felt your voice get caught in your throat when he smiled at you last time. You resolve to simply keep your distance- you doubt he'd even remember someone as forgettable as you anyways.

Lonely!Reader who gets a notice in the mail for an art showcase in the apartment building. You love going to these, having never had the courage to show your own artwork, which is tucked away in your spare room. Multiple drawing pads filled to the brim, yet only you've ever seen the contents. You personally do not think your work is good enough to compete with others or even be shown to them. Your late father had been the only one to ever appreciate you, despite the fact that you clearly lacked the talent for it.

Lonely!Reader who runs into Geto at the showcase. You tense when you accidentally bump into him, apologies already escaping you as two hands steady your shoulders. You make eye contact mid apology and begin to apologise even more. He smiles at you, eyes closed and reassures you that it's okay. His hands leave your shoulders. Inwardly, you worry about seeing Gojo again, the tension clearly on your face as your eyes anxiously dart behind Geto's shoulder. He notices, of course

'Satoru isn't here I'm afraid. This just isn't his kind of scene.'

Somehow, that doesn't surprise you. It would be unlike the talkative man who couldn't even sit still for a second to mingle in such a quiet, peaceful setting. A chuckle escapes your lips as you smile at Geto.

'I feel like he's the type of person who would rather eat pizza and play video games rather than be here.'

Geto smiles wider at you, tilting his head as he lets out an amused huff

'Oh my, that's exactly what he's doing right now.'

The two of you share a laugh at that, breaking the ice.

Lonely!Reader who ends up walking around with Geto that night, commenting on art pieces together, drinking wine and snacking on the snacks provided. You find that Geto has a keen interest in art, easily regaling you with information on certain artists. He even buys 3 paintings. He recommends buying one to you, but you have a strict budget. The only reason you're comfortable right now is because you have divided your spending well. Big purchases like these would leave you no choice but to go back to your job as a waitress.

Lonely!Reader who doesn't even realise how much time has passed, until the artists are starting to take their work away and it's clearly time to leave. You and Geto walk out together, chatting comfortably. He briefly stops at the cafe in your apartment complex, ordering a green tea for himself and you (despite your protests). You two end up sitting in the rooftop area of the cafe, slipping into easy conversation about the history behind a certain painting that had caught your eye. Your hands are wrapped around your steaming cup of green tea, soothing you in this chilly weather. Geto has taken his coat off, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, one arm rests on the back of his seat while the other on the table so he can drink his tea.

Lonely!Reader who hates on herself for cutting her time short with Geto, despite it being well past a decent time to be out. Who briefly entertains the thought of inviting Geto to her apartment, but let's common sense take over again. Geto is a married man, you remind yourself. You can't cause problems for others, you're not that type of person- and you doubt anyone would consider you worth it anyways. You bid goodbye to the man as you step off the elevator, feeling lonelier than ever when you enter your cold, empty apartment. Turning the heat up doesn't change anything for you.

Lonely!Reader who spends the next two weeks hiding away in her apartment. You can't face them again, you think to yourself. You can't face either of them again. Not when your heart starts beating so loud in their presence, not when they both share your interest and actually listen to you when you talk. It feels like you're back in high school- the school loner crushing on the popular jocks just because they were nice to you once or twice. You barely know these men, but you know you're crushing on them hard. It's better to just keep your distance.

Lonely!Reader who opens the door to her apartment one day to find Gojo standing at the other end of it. He has a pack of cards- ones your fan girl mind immediately recognizes as the latest release of a fan favorite digimon character. Your thoughts of avoiding Gojo are all but lost to your inner nerd. You don't even bat an eye as you let him into your house. The two of you are about an hour into a serious game of digimon in your living area when there's a knock on your door. To your surprise, it's Geto. He greets you with a smile, arms carrying two boxes of pizza, a shopping bag with drinks in it.

Lonely!Reader whose common sense tells her that having two men over at her apartment- two men who you have only known for a month where you avoided them for two weeks- is not a good or safe idea.

Lonely!Reader who decides to ignore common sense because this is the most fun she has ever had. You're all seated on the floor, surrounding your coffee table. Drinks are opened, half eaten pizza sitting on your plates. For someone who had said that he doesn't care for digimon, Geto is fast to learn the game. Your little party lasts up until midnight, where the men finally excuse themselves. Well, mostly Geto. Gojo is gearing up for one more game and whines relentlessly at Geto as he insists on them leaving. You cheerfully bid them good bye, the smiled etched on your face one you can't hope to hide. When you close the door, and go back to your living room, you think this is the warmest your apartment has ever felt and the heat isn't even turned on.

Lonely!Reader who tells herself that maybe- just maybe, she can have friends. So rather than avoiding the two men who make your heart race, you tell yourself to simply let nature run its course. You think your heart racing in their presence is something you can learn to ignore.

Lonely!Reader who spends the next six months getting closer to Gojo and Geto. You learn that the two own a successful business, raking in a great deal of money. Both are technically the CEO, but Geto says that Gojo likes to leave all the work to him.

Often, you and Gojo have lunch together, with conversations ranging from Digimon to Dagon Ball Z to Naruto. You and Geto visit art galleries in the city together, with Gojo tagging along a couple of times. He complains the entire time, unsurprisingly, and you buying him a hotdog from a street vendor is the only thing that shuts him up. Suguru rubs his forehead, stressed while you laugh. It's almost like two parents out with their child.

Lonely!Reader who ends up letting the two men into her apartment every now and then for game night. It's still a decision your common sense tells you to not make, but you have gotten very good at ignoring it anyways. You've never felt so good about yourself; you actually have friends. You think you'll hate yourself forever if you don't keep them.

Lonely!Reader who doesn't protest when Geto brings wine with him one game night. You've never indulged yourself besides a few sips at the art galleries. Ignoring your common sense screaming at you, you bring wine glasses to pour them into.

Lonely!Reader who is too distracted by a thrilling game of Naruto cards to notice that Geto has been refilling her cup of wine. You don't realise that you have downed about half the bottle by yourself.

Lonely!Reader who is a bit confused as her vision blurs. You can't fully see your cards anymore, despite how hard you try. You hiss in frustration, throwing them to the side. You lean to your left, weight resting on your arms as you massage your head with your right hand. Suddenly, you're losing balance. Familiar hands grab you by the waist. Geto pulls you against him. You're too off balance and out of it to notice that you're in his lap. A whine escapes your lips as you find yourself face to face with Geto, lips inches away from his.

Lonely!Reader who doesn't know how she ended up kissing Geto. It's your first kiss, soft and gentle like you had always hoped it would be. When Geto pulls away from you, you barely get a chance to register the kiss itself because Gojo is tilting your head and kissing you. It's fierce and passionate- Geto has to hold onto you to keep you steady.

Lonely!Reader who lets both men into her bed that day, who lets them take her virginity. It isn't just that you're drunk, some part of you that's still stable just wants to let this happen. You want to be wanted, you want them to make you feel wanted. So you let them strip you bare, respond to every kiss being pressed to your lips with equal fervor. You're sloppy, not as precise as they are. But still. Geto-Suguru, is gentle when he takes your first time. Satoru soothes you with kisses as he watches his husband sink into your warmth. The night is a blur to you, but you distinctly recall being referred to as a good girl several times. You remember Satoru's head buried between your legs, Suguru's cock being too big to take down your throat, Satoru's roughness as he took you straight after Suguru.

Lonely!Reader who wakes up the next morning, aching in her lower region, covered in hickeys and bruises- and all alone.

Lonely!Reader who is hurt- but tells herself that she should have known better. They are two married men, fully committed to each other. You are just a one night stand to them. You shower all alone, wondering if they were showering together, kissing and making out after a night together like those couples in movies do. You decide to go back to avoiding them.

Lonely!Reader who hears a knock on her door that night, who knows that there are only two people who could possibly knock on her door. You silently turn the lights off, trying to convince yourself that you don't care that they can tell that you're awake by the shuffling of your feet- and walk to your bedroom. Every step is a challenge, especially since the knocking grows more persistent. You can even hear their voices, albeit muffled. You tell yourself you don't care as you cover your ears with a pillow and will yourself to sleep. You don't care.

Lonely!Reader who spends the entire week surviving on home delivery food and cup ramen. You think it's similar to a girl who just broke up with her boyfriend, except she would have friends there to comfort her and you only have attack on titan episodes. You decide you'll spend a few more weeks like this, hopefully you'll be over your humiliation of what happened between you and those two.

Lonely!Reader who has no choice but to leave her apartment after a week due to a fire alarm going off. You take solace in the fact that you're freshly showered and in clean clothes, even though you make eye contact with Suguru. It's a mistake to let your gaze linger, because before you know it, both men are in front of you. They insist on having dinner together, especially since you won't be able to go back into the building for at least another 2 hours as they thoroughly check the building. You don't want to accept, but God do you want to accept. You shouldn't want to accept- should walk away- yet you say yes and silently let them whisk you away.

Lonely!Reader who only listens as Suguru and Satoru explain their relationship to her. They like to play around, like to dabble in sharing. But they have rules, ones they had broken in their haste that night. Kissing, staying the night and exclusivity are off the table. They only kiss each other, and they are only loyal to each other. They should have told you this before things got out of hand, but they had been drunk too. Still, they ask if you're interested in an arrangement with them.

Lonely!Reader who knows she should just turn them away and let herself recover from this heartbreak. Who should just let them go- yet the idea hurts too much. After all, where else would you find someone else who shared your interests like this? Who made you feel so wanted? Common sense is saying something to you- begging you to listen. For the unteempth time- you ignore it. You spend the night with them again.

You wake by yourself again.

Lonely!Reader who finds that when she goes out to art galleries with Suguru, it ends with his head buried between her legs. Outings with Satoru end the same, you bent over your couch or bed as he wrecks you from behind. You've gotten used to being called a good girl now, craving the praise more than anything. Game nights now end in a steamy threesome with both men. You're bent over in different ways, fingers find spots inside you that you didn't even know existed, hips move against you so wildly that you can only clutch broad shoulders, your nails digging in so deep that you leave marks.

Lonely!Reader who wishes they would kiss her though. You respect their boundaries, but the memory from the way they kissed you on your first night still haunts you. You wonder to yourself, how many other women are they messing around with besides you? You think if you ever get an answer you just might throw up. This is the only way for you to be with people who actually want you, yet the idea that they probably make other girls tremble the exact same way- it makes you want to die.

Lonely!Reader who gets the answer she never wanted as she watches Satoru and Suguru escort what is easily a gorgeous woman up the elevator one day. Their hands are constantly pressing to her back, the woman holding a cigarette in her hand as she laughs at something Suguru says. You watch as the elevator door closes. Sleep doesn't come easily that night.

Lonely!reader who decides to enroll in a course at a good university near her. Afterall, there's only so much time you can't devote to your hobbies and simply spending your days waiting for two men to give you attention isn't good for you. You listen to common sense for once, and get yourself out of the apartment. It's different from high school of course, where you'd always ducked your head. You think it's because of your interactions with Satoru and Suguru that you aren't so afraid to actually talk to your seatmate.

Lonely!Reader who is happy to find that her seatmate likes Attack on Titan too. It's a contrast from Satoru though, who would go on and on about it with you. Your seatmate- Hitoshi- doesn't care about the characters as much as he likes to talk about the plot, how Isayama's story telling is brilliant. You and Hitoshi become good friends.

Lonely!Reader who tells Satoru and Suguru about her starting a course one day, but neither care much. Not when they are busy getting your clothes off. You don't get the chance to even mention your interesting friend Hitoshi.

Lonely!Reader who has fun during her course. It's the most active your social life has ever been. Two men who randomly drop by to fuck around with you, a class where you get to enjoy yourself and an interesting friend who you share many common interests with. Even though it hurts to wake up to an empty bed every morning, hurts to randomly stumble upon them escorting a woman up the elevator- each one more gorgeous than you and more special than you because you've never been invited to their place- you still feel wanted to an extent.

Lonely!Reader who is caught off guard when Hitoshi asks her out after the course ends. You don't reject him- because you are single. You aren't exclusive with Satoru and Suguru. You simply ask him to give you time to think about it. You resolve to turn him down when you reach your apartment complex, thinking that you're dynamic with the two men would make it difficult to have a relationship. You catch sight of Satoru and Suguru- with another woman, dressed to the nines- prettier than you could ever hope to be. They are escorting her up the elevator. You call Hitoshi and say yes.

Lonely!Reader who has fun going to watch the new Naruto movie with Hitoshi on her first date. You've never been on a date before- outing with Satoru and Suguru don't count, not when they had never asked you out. It was always just friendly. Or maybe, you silently think to yourself, them testing if they could get a loyal dog to fuck out of you. Either way, you enjoy your date and go home happy. There's a knock on your door that night, it isn't so hard to ignore it for once.

Lonely!Reader who begins to pull away from Satoru and Suguru silently. You don't respond to Satoru's memes besides a thumbs up or laughing emoji, you make up excuses regarding your studies when an art showcase pops up- despite the fact that your course has long ended. Instead, you end up out and about the city with Hitoshi. He's a business analyst, working a decent job and living downtown. You like that he takes you to so many different places- you've been skating, bowling, even an escape room that you had lost miserably at. You still let Satoru and Suguru into your bed at times, but when Hitoshi asks you to be his girlfriend- to not just be his girlfriend but to be exclusively his- you think you've finally learned what it's like to actually be wanted. You say yes.

Lonely!Reader who goes to Satoru and Suguru's penthouse for once. You haven't been invited, but you think that's fine. A shirtless Satoru opens the door, caught by surprise by the sight of you. An awkward look crosses his face, you realise it's because they probably have a woman over. Suguru is probably inside, still entertaining her. Some part of you shakes, but then you remember Hitoshi and the feeling of actually being wanted, so you steel yourself. You simply tell Satoru about ending the arrangement between you three and that you wish them both well. You don't understand his expression, but you tell yourself it doesn't matter. You smile at him, perhaps similar to the way he had smiled at you the first time you two had met, and leave.

Minutes later, you watch as the woman they had taken upstairs last night does her walk of shame from their apartment. Suddenly, you feel glad they never invited you up there. It would have cemented you as one of their whores.

Lonely!Reader who spends the next 2 months happily dating Hitoshi. Sweet, kind Hitoshi, who happily starts watching demon slayer, who you tease when he fails to run a code properly. You don't run into Satoru or Suguru, occasionally spotting them as they take a woman to their place. Everyday, the sting you feel at the sight of them lessens.

Lonely!Reader who brings Hitoshi home one day. It's night time, you two had a great dinner out. You're outside your apartment complex. You kiss him as a goodbye, but the kiss gets extended. It leads you shyly asking him if he wants to come upstairs. He agrees and you lead him up the elevator. You're too caught up in Hitoshi to notice the two pairs of eyes staring in surprise. You're too caught up in Hitoshi to notice that you just put Satoru and Suguru through exactly what they put you through. Helpless, tongue tied as you lead another man to your abode.

Lonely!Reader who nearly cries when she wakes up to find Hitoshi still wrapped around her. You have breakfast together, you sitting on the counter as he insists on spoiling you. Exchanging kisses- the kind you'd mentally begged Satoru and Suguru for- as the sweet aroma of pancakes fills your house.

Lonely!Reader who goes to her room to quickly grab something. You don't hear the knock on your door, don't hear Hitoshi go to open it. But you do hear the grunt Hitoshi let's out as he's sent hurtling into the ground. You rush out, horrified at the sight of Satoru kneeling over him, hands choking his neck, blue eyes wide and blown out. You desperately try to pull Satoru off, your hands pulling at his arm that doesn't even budge an inch. He doesn't even acknowledge you as you cry and beg. A hand wraps around your upper arm- bruising and unrelenting- and you're hauled up. Your tear filled eyes meet Suguru's hardened ones. You plead with him to stop Satoru, and just as you begin to scream for help- he covers your mouth with a cloth. All you see is darkness after that.

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A/N: Wrote more but I'll leave that for a part 2!

[cloudyglacierspirit]

Crush

You find yourself in a familiar world but one that is not yours. You want to save everyone, but that means sacrifices, such as letting yourself be bound to the strongest forever.

Pairing: Yandere!Gojo x Isekai!Reader

Warnings: Possessiveness, manga spoilers, yandere, Gojo gets jealous easily

Yandere!Gojo who spends his first year, happy as he and Suguru grow closer as best friends. Happy that he has someone who can more than keep up with him. You still haven't really earned his notice, but he's nice enough. After all, you're classmates and Shoko is good friends with you. He includes you, you include him. As classmates should. Although, he does think you look a bit unusually sad when you look at him.

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Yandere!Gojo who initially pays no attention whatsoever to you on his first day at jujutsu high. Suguru's curse technique stands out more and Shoko earns his respect for using reverse cursed energy when even he can't. But you? You're barely significant, don't have much curse energy and your technique is just being able to manipulate water. You're not weak, but you're also not all that strong. So he pays you no mind.

Yandere!Gojo who starts his second year and is a bit surprised by you. You're stronger, better at using your curse technique. You even manage to clear a special grade mission on your own. Now, you get sent on missions with him and Suguru. It's a change of pace, but he and Suguru adjust. You're not like the other girls who end up falling for either of them and try to flirt, you're not chatty either- you seem content to just be around. Gojo is a bit weirded out by you, but he thinks it's whatever.

Yandere!Gojo who gets sent on the star plasma mission with you and Suguru and he's even more weirded out by you. He's hardly ever seen you talk much, let alone express an opinion- but you're extremely bothered by the fate that awaits Riko. You earn a little bit of his respect there, because he and Suguru hadn't even voiced out their thoughts at that point and you just risked getting into a fight with them. All the same, the three of you agree on what to do.

Yandere!Gojo who keeps his technique activated day and night. Suguru is concerned, as expected, but placated by Satoru's dismissal. You, on the other hand, are oddly concerned. You try relentlessly to get him to rest, and when he doesn't agree, you bring him a warm towel to put on his head just in case his head hurts (which it does, but no one has ever been this thoughtful about his health before). Satoru is more confused you than before, you seem too nervous, scared..for him? Ah wait

Yandere!Gojo who assumes you simply have a crush on him. He's a bit surprised you don't like Suguru, who has been much more kinder to you than Satoru ever has. But still, he won't say no to a cute girl fussing over him. Suguru can almost read his mind, rolling his eyes when Satoru winks at him behind your back.

Yandere!Gojo who is happy to get back to jujutsu high. Who is thinking of how they will offer Riko an out, he'll probably ship her off to another country with kuroi and then he can figure out how to let you down gently (he's just going to ask Suguru to write it down for him really). Alas, he gets stabbed by a lunatic with no cursed energy. Suguru, Kuroi and Riko make their way to Tengen. You stay with him, despite his protests. Satoru thinks he really needs to let you down soon, because being concerned is cute but being clingy is not.

Yandere!Gojo whose jaw drops when you offer the man a 200 million yen to not kill anyone. First of all, he didn't know that you were rich? And second of all, the man just stabbed him, so shouldn't you be murderous because he's your crush? He's flabagstered and annoyed- asks if you're in your senses and where would that money even come from. The man with no cursed energy actually looks tempted- but then you point at Satoru and say that he'll pay and then both men are deadpanning at you.

Yandere!Gojo who absolutely does not want to pay the man who just stabbed him 200 million yen, but then you tell him that he's a zenin and that he could actually be a really good ally and we need more jujutsu sorcerers and wouldn't it be amazing to be as fast as him? All points make sense, except Satoru got stabbed and he wants vengeance but now he can't have it because the man actually agrees to your bribe. He's never seen this side of you before- cheerful as you ignore his pain to shake the assassins hand.

Yandere!Gojo who gives Suguru dead eyes when he comes outside with Riko only to find him casually standing next to the man that nearly killed him. Suguru is confused, Riko takes on a martial arts pose while Kuroi somehow has a broom in her hand, ready to smack the man-Fushiguro, apparently. You'd been a bit too happy when learning his name, almost giddy like a schoolgirl with a crush.

Yandere!Gojo who thinks that for someone who has a crush on him, you're a bit too cozy with the man who tried to stab him.

Yandere!Gojo who forget about his plans of turning you down as he focuses on arranging Riko and Kuroi's escape. By the end of the week, the two are gone, off to a country with better weather, leaving him to suffer with Fushiguro sensei

Yandere!Gojo who wholeheartedly blames you for this entire mess. Fushiguro should be dead, Satoru could have killed him, but no. He's 200 million less and now has a teacher who he cannot stand and a girl who seriously needs to stop turning red when near said teacher. He's also pissed that everyone seems to have let go of the fact that Fushiguro stabbed Satoru- Yaga barely bats an eye, Shoko says he should have stabbed him once more, You tell him that time will heal all wounds (wtf? He's your crush dammit). Suguru is the only one who agrees with his wariness, but eventually he's won over. Apparently, the way Fushiguro sensei views the jujutsu world has sparked something Suguru- it's only strengthened his lunatic ideas of protecting the weak or whatever.

Yandere!Gojo who won't admit out loud that he knows the reason everyone is letting Fushiguro stay is because Satoru decided not to kill him and that means it's okay to be okay with him. It irks him to no end that he only decided that because of you, the girl he was supposed to turn down.

Yandere!Gojo who goes on a mission with you, only for it to turn out that there are more than 5 special grades here. He doesn't have the time to worry about you- but then he stumbles upon you half dead, barely breathing, covered in blood. The cursed spirit manages to hurt him. But then he effortlessly uses reversed cursed energy without thinking for the first time in his life. He hollow purples the spirits and rushes you back to jujutsu high- Shoko saves you. Thankfully

Yandere!Gojo who overhears you asking to be specifically put on missions with Suguru and is annoyed. Do you like Suguru now? Was liking him just a way of getting money out of him? The rational part of him knows you only got that money from him to protect him and not for yourself. Still though. He's annoyed that he sees you offering sweet drinks to Suguru, annoyed that you two now have missions together and he has no part in them because he now has more individual missions.

Yandere!Gojo who huffs and puffs to Suguru- who can clearly tell that Satoru now likes you back. He's straightforward, reassures him that he doesn't like you like that and that you don't seem to either. Satoru is not convinced about the last part- but Suguru promises to turn you down if it ever comes down to it. He's placated for now, even as you and Suguru go off for another mission...only to return as parents??

Yandere!Gojo who knows that you and Suguru aren't actually parents but you both are carrying one girl each in your arms and standing so close to each other. Satoru makes eye contact with Suguru, who levels him with an unimpressed look because he just knows that Satoru is thinking dumb shit in his over possessiveness. You barely pay any attention to him, which is annoying but he supposes he can understand that you're tending to a kid. Later, Fushiguro sensei is suggested as an ideal caretaker for the kids, because he has two young sorcerer kids too. Of course, this suggestions comes from you.

Yandere!Gojo who is absolutely losing his mind over the fact that you've apparently been to Fushiguro Sensei's house several times and met his kids too. He doesn't care about the fact you'd only been accompanying Shoko on a doctor visit at first and had gotten attached to the kids. Now, it's even worse because Fushiguro will be housing 2 more kids that you're attached to. Adding salt to the injury, Suguru will also go there too. Naturally, Satoru invites himself to these visits.

Yandere!Gojo who picks fights with little Megumi because the kid looks just like his dad and clearly has a kid crush on you.

'You know your dad stabbed me when we first met'

'i don't blame him. I want to stab you too'

Yandere!Gojo who hates Megumi for being a sassy little brat but also cannot wait for him to grow up because that kid will be a real threat with his technique someday. Still though, he's confused. The way you interact with Megumi is too emotional. It's one thing to find a kid cute and fawn over him, but it's another to be as invested as you are. He just can't put his finger on why you're like this though..

Yandere!Gojo who concludes that you have a crush on Fushiguro sensei and now plans to duel the man to death. There's no way around it. Suguru he could forgive, especially since his best friend is loyal enough to turn you down (you never even confessed to Suguru). But Fushiguro sensei? He'd stabbed Satoru, spawned a child that sassed him to hell and back, and now he was taking his girl?

Yandere!Gojo who has just entered his third year, is about to declare war on Fushiguro Tojo- but decides to confront you one time before he does so. You laugh at first, thinking he's joking. But then you realise that he's serious and you start trying to talk it out with him.

Yandere!Gojo who doesn't care that he'll be taking a father from their kids, who cannot word out loud that he can't stand you being interested in someone else so he simply has to kill the man in his way. Who thinks you look cute as tears spill from your eyes, as you babble nonsense about him ruining everything. He's non pulsed really- he likes you, but his decision is firm. Toji Fushiguro has to go.

Yandere!Gojo who doesn't know that you're worried about having to face Sukuna in the future. That you desperately need Toji for it, to stick around and add to protection for Geto from Kenjaku, to fight Sukuna when he tries to takeover his son someday. Your thought process is unknown to him and your actions are misunderstood- so you do the only thing you can think of to soothe someone like Satoru.

Yandere!Gojo who forgets about his plans to kill Toji when you kiss him. Who forgets all his violent thoughts as you press against him, arms looping around his neck, while his arms wrap around your waist.

Yandere!Gojo who decides to let Toji live for a little longer. Maybe he'll bring up killing him every now and then just to keep you close. Who knows.

Yandere!Gojo who starts his third year, dating the girl he was supposed to turn down.

[cloudyglacierspirit]

Pining

Yandere!Gojo likes you but never goes through with it because he thought the higher ups would come after you until, well, he beats sukuna.

Warnings: yandere, possessive, mention of reader being uncomfortable, dubious consent for getting close to reader

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Yandere!Gojo! Who is only 16 when he meets you. Jujutsu high has opened a restaurant on campus, because Yaga is tired of the kids eating crap food from wherever. Your mom runs it and she's a damn good cook. You're his age, helping serve tables. He's instantly smitten with you, unaware of how his looming frame makes you cower, how you're too scared of him to do anything.

Yandere!Gojo! Who only ever tells Suguru about his crush on you. Only ever tells him about wanting to ask you out. Suguru is supportive, tells him to go for it, and then that jackass goes on to become a wanted criminal so now he worries that Suguru could hurt you to get to him. The higher ups are worse than ever too- so he contends himself with eating at the restaurant for every meal possible. To simply watch you for the rest of his life.

Yandere!Gojo! Who intimidates Nanami into staying away from you. He's seen the signs of a crush- mostly in Nanami but some signs from you too. He ignores your part in this though- you don't know that you have better options- don't know that someone like Satoru wants to make you his. It's only natural you would start looking at men below him. But that doesn't mean he'll allow it. He can't have you, so no one else can either.

Yandere!Gojo! Who spends years pining for you. But maintains a distance because your mom is always in the restaurant. He has charmed her the fullest- unaware, of the way you try to hide from him. Well, not really unaware- but he takes your terror as shyness. He knows it's difficult for girls to be around him, especially since he makes it a point to keep his glasses off when you're near him.

He thinks you feel flustered by his beautiful eyes- you really only feel terrified by the way they always follow you

Yandere!Gojo! Who is overjoyed when your mother retires- because it means that you're taking over and it means he can be a little more open with you. He still can't ask you out, still can't lay the claim he wants too, but still. His hands can brush against yours now, he can linger around after opening hours too. You let him. He perceives it as your fondness of him, in reality you just don't know how to say no. You make him whatever he wants, happy to escape his unwavering gaze in the comfort of your kitchen. But your mother isn't here, so he follows you to the kitchen. Sits on the counter, talks about his day and funny videos he saw that day, legs kicking and back forth as you cook for him.

He vividly imagines the day you will cook for him in his cold, bare home, brightening it up. You imagine the day you can cook without worrying about those eyes following your every move.

Yandere!Gojo! Who spends years in this dynamic with you. Never making a move, never taking what he knows is his to take, what he believes he deserves to take. He placates himself with lingering touches, and late nights spent in your company. Enjoys your flushed cheeks whenever he gets too close. He thinks he'll take what he can get.

Yandere!Gojo! Who is frustrated at the higher ups for trying to kill Yuji, who comes to you late at night, watching as you chop vegetables. He isn't as talkative as he wants to be, eyes stormy. It makes you almost cut yourself and that's what snaps him out of his stupor. He gets bold with you for the first time, arms wrapped around yours, hands tangling with yours as helps you cut. His head is almost buried in the crook of your neck, but you're frozen, heart beating too fast. He can sense it, chuckles as guides you to keep cutting.

He thinks he's made a step forward with you, only to later learn that submitted your resignation that week

Yandere!Gojo! Who confronts you about why you're quitting, large frame dwarfing your smaller one as he almost corners you against the wall. You lie that you don't get paid enough, that you want a better life. He snaps out of his rage and comes to an agreement with Yaga. You get paid 10 times more than before now, you're trapped even further now.

Yandere!Gojo! Who gets sealed away and all he can think about is you. Sure, his ego is hurt and his students might be dead- but the 19 days he spends in the prison realm make him truly regret never making a move on you. He doesn't know that the 19 days he spends away from you are the most peaceful stress free you have ever gotten- despite the looming threat of Sukuna.

Yandere!Gojo! Who gets out of the prison realm, confronts Sukuna and then goes to you. He hugs you, much to your surprise. A grip you couldn't even try to get out of. He only chuckles at the sight of your wide eyes, mistakes your fear of him as you just being emotional. He kisses your forehead, cementing the train of thought you had been trying to avoid all these years.

Satoru Gojo is in love with you.

Yandere!Gojo! Who keeps some distance from while preparing to fight Sukuna. He kills the higher ups because he's done staying away from you. He goes into battle with a clear mind and clear plan. In the end, victory is his. He defeats Sukuna and gets Megumi back. And the first person he goes back to is you. You're in the kitchen, dressed the same as usual. You're startled by the sight of him, still dressed in his torn and bloodied clothes from the battle.

Yandere!Gojo! Who loops an arm around your waist and kisses you. You pull away a little, but then you catch a proper look into his eyes. Like always, they scare you. This time they resemble a wild animal that you think might tear you apart. So you swallow your reluctance, and lean in to kiss him. You don't think he would have let the country stay standing had you rejected him.

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A/N: perhaps I should write a part 2 hmm

[cloudyglacierspirit]

Destined

Okay but like- Yandere!Alpha!Gojo x Stripper!Omega!Reader

Warnings: 18+ only, smut, Gojo is hot okay, he marks us without permission though, just a passing smutty thought really. Not too yandere tbh.

You've grown up poor and you have to make ends meet. You got the bare minimum education because your parents invested more in your brother who is an alpha and thought for sure that you'd find your mate by the time you mature. Usually, omega's find their mate by 18. But you turn 22 and you still have no mate so they begin to look for a mate for you. You don't want to- you didn't care for your supposed destined mate and you sure as heck don't care for one chosen by your parents. So you run away from home.

But you don't have the means to survive. What initially started out as a night time waitressing job turns into a full time position as a stripper. Is it your dream job? No. But the money you make is more than enough to keep you afloat. The club is strict on sleeping with clients though- but you know most omega strippers end up doing it anyways. Their heats creep up unexpectedly and clients are usually willing to pay extra for a pliant omega begging to be fucked. You don't, though, as you prefer to take suppressants that the club provides . All you have to do is dance, and maybe grind a little against random men to get paid. You'd rather not take anyone's knot.

You have spent 2 years in this job, quite content. You don't care for your destined Alpha one bit, preferring the life you've built for yourself. You don't want to be a traditional omega housewife-at least not yet, so you don't make any attempt to find your destined Alpha yet either.

It's one random night at the club again. You've got your makeup done, and you're dressed in your usual. You have a baby blue, silk nightgown on, but not the usual full sleeve one. Its sleeves have been specifically cut away, leaving your bare arms exposed. The gown reaches just a little below your ass. You have a lacy pair of underwear on, but no bra.

You go outside to mingle, ending up at the bar. You don't feel shy sitting in your seat with your legs all exposed and your hardened nipples visible through the silk of your gown. This is a part of your job. The security here is strict so it's not like anyone can force anything on you. And you're not at all surprised when the bartender brings you a drink and gesture to a man sitting a few chairs away from you.

You eye him; white hair, blue eyes, sharp jawline and you could see signs of a muscular physique. You take the drink and take a sip from the straw, making eye contact with the man and slowly licking your lips after. He takes it as a sign to come over.

The conversation is nothing beyond what you would have with a usual customer. Flirting, getting each others names (your fake name, of course). He's an alpha, and you can feel your omega begging for him to knot you but you shut it down immediately. You play along as you giggle at something he says. He calls your manager over and requests a private room- the most expensive one, he insists and books you for the next 2 hours.

He sits on the couch, not bothering to sip the provided wine as he watches you. You stick to your usually routine, dancing around the pole, moving your hips and aching your back. His eyes follow your every move. Daringly, you wrap your legs around the pole and let yourself grind against it. It's not something you've ever done before, but you think it's because of the drink you had that you're letting loose a little more than you usually would.

The Alph- Satoru, beckons you over. You know what's next. He would make you dance around his lap and probably jerk off to your dancing. It's how it usually went since you don't sleep with clients. You seat yourself on his lap, noting to yourself that you're actually a little wet, but you brush it off to your recklessness with your pole dancing. Your hands go to clutch Satoru's shoulders, arching your back so your chest is almost pressed to his face. He inhales deeply, his hands going to grab your hips.

You bite your lip as you begin moving about in his lap, your body's so close to touching. You feel hot- but you know you didn't drink that much. Yet, you find yourself grinding against him. You don't do this for any client, you know you don't. But it's like you have no control over yourself. His hands help you, a strong grasp on your hips that pulls you back and forth in his lap. You're gasping as you look into his eyes, nails sinking into his shoulders as you both pant.

You realise how beautiful his eyes are, the kind of blue that anyone can sink into. But you snap yourself out of it, barely managing to get out of his grasp as you turn around to continue dancing on his lap. You try to steady your heartbeat, confused by yourself. Satoru doesn't miss a beat, his hands going right back to your hips as your back nearly presses against his chest. He drags your ass over his lap, particularly against his covered cock. Both of you moan

Your confusion persists and suddenly you think you should leave. Are you going into heat? You've never acted so wanton with a client before.

But as you move to get up a little, Satoru turns you around and makes you sit on his lap again, face to face. He makes you grind against his cock, the friction making him hiss. Suddenly, all you can think about is his knot filling you up.

You hands go to rest on his shoulders again and your eyes are lost in endless blue. You don't hear the music anymore, only your omega. Your instincts overwhelm you- and you kiss Satoru.

It's not some gentle kiss, however. He easily dominates you. Your arms loop around his neck, your tits pressing against his muscular chest. You think you've gone crazy, the rational part of you screams at you to stop. To call security. But security only intervenes when omegas scream for help.

You, on the other hand, open your mouth to cry out in pleasure as Satoru's mouth latches onto your nipple. He's hiked up your dress, no- you're sure he's ripped it in half. You don't care though, not when you're so wet from grinding against him, not when his mouth sucks on your nipple so well while his other hand twists and pinches the other. Not when all you want is his knot.

You move your hands to his belt, unbuckling it. You don't bother trying to take off his pants, your mind simply stuck on getting him to fill you. He doesn't mind, those toned arms easily helping you mount him. You're both panting as you finally sink on to his cock. Lips meet in a filthy kiss and you begin to rock in his lap.

'oh oh oh please-I-ugh can't'

You're a babbling, bouncing mess on his lap. You're sure you've gone into heat- a heat that shouldn't be happening in the first place. But all you can think about is how good he feels inside you, how hot veins press against that sweet spot of yours and you rock harder and harder against him. Satoru's in no better condition than you, hips meeting you halfway, groaning as you clench around him.

All sense is out the window as your sweet scent spreads around the room. Satoru is overcome by it- hands roughly grabbing your hips to still your movements. He immediately begins to thrust upwards, pistoning in and out of you at a pace that feels too fast but so good. Your voice is caught in your throat, as you inch closer to sweet release. He continues to pound your cunt ruthlessly until you're falling apart, shaking on his lap.

He doesn't stop though, pace growing rougher as he nears his own release. Your omegas influence overwhelms you as you begin to beg him

'please give me your knot please please'

You should be asking him to pull out. To let go of you. But his mouth latches on to your nipple as you continue to speak against your will

'I need it so bad, so so bad. Alpha please-'

Blue eyes glint dangerously as his mouth let's go of your nipple with a pop.

'You want my knot?'

His dark tone makes you shiver in delight and respond wantonly

'Yes yes I want it'

Suddenly, you're on your back with your legs on his shoulders. He looms over you, shirt half unbutton, trousers pulled down to his knees.

'Then fucking take it'

The next few minutes are a blur to you as he starts up a rough and almost violent pace. You meet him thrust for thrust though, inching towards another release while whining for his knot. Beads of sweat roll down his face as he slams into you over and over again. His gaze is too much for you, but you can't help but want him to look more. You watch as his eyes trail down to watch as your breasts bounce with each thrust. You swear he thrusts harder just to watch bounce more.

But then he's slamming into that one sweet spot over and over again and you're crying out his name. He removes your legs from his shoulders and makes you wrap them around his waist. You whimper, your cunt is oversensitive as he continues to work towards his own release. He buries his head in your neck as he groans his release. You're too caught up in his scent and the sweet feeling of his knot to pay attention to his lips sinking into your neck.

It takes you several minutes to stabilise from your high of his knot, and by then he's already licking your mark clean, making you shiver. Your horrified eyes meet his as he smiles and kisses you.

Suddenly, everything clicks into place. Why you'd gone into heat despite suppressants. Why your omega had been so desperate and was now purring like a content cat.

This man was your destined Alpha. And he'd just marked you without consent.

[cloudyglacierspirit]

Just One Night

Summary: Gojo and Geto are yandere for you and bully you. You think one night with you will put an end to their interest. You're wrong

Warnings: SMUT. Explicit. Threesome M/M/F. Dubious consent bc reader does try to say no at one point, drugs that reader somewhat willingly takes, yandere, 18+ only pls

They bully you relentlessly- your notebooks go flying, you're cornered into the wall several times while they cockily stare you down- it's by the skin of your teeth that you've avoided them getting sexual with you in any way. A passing teacher, the bell ringing, and even a stray fire alarm have your utmost gratitude for saving you from them.

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Imagine being Gojo and Geto's darling. Imagine being the shy girl at university who just wants nothing more than to just get her degree without losing her scholarship. Except there's these two men who just don't leave you alone.

But eventually it gets to you. You know they want you. You think it's curiosity- maybe fascination that you don't fawn over them like the girls that follow them around. You think that maybe- just maybe- if you let them have you, their curiosity will be sated and they'll discard you like yesterday's trash. It's an idea that festers in your mind throughout the years of their bullying. You don't have the courage to go through with it- not in the first year, or the second year. But the third year is when you find yourself entertaining it more and more.

There's only so much of their bullying you can take. The lack of social life due to being their usual target is wearing you thin. You think that just letting them have you could give you some peace for the rest of your degree. However, it would mean giving up your virginity to your bullies and that thought itself keeps you from acting on your insane idea. You could live with them taking your notes, lunch and social life- but this? Maybe if you had already found someone to be with already- because anyone would be a better to give your virginity to- you would be fine with sleeping with them. But everyone avoids you like the plague because of them.

So all you do is stay bear the bullying. The third year progresses and by the time it's halfway done, you feel more and more done. In fact, it's one afternoon where Gojo and Geto corner you again that you feel like you've gone insane-

'Now, were you trying to avoid us princess?'

You want to scream yes but you know Gojo isn't beyond violent scare tactics when you make meager attempts to fight back. You simply keep your eyes to your feet, trying your best to ignore his grinning face. Geto was at the side, on the phone with someone. You have no doubt he'll be questioning you of the same when he's done with his call.

'Hey!'

Fingers snap in front of your face, startling you and making you look at him. Now that Gojo has your attention again, he begins scolding you in that teasing way of his. You don't pay attention to his words as your frayed mind goes back to your insane plan. You think to yourself that you shouldn't, that it could very well backfire on you, but Gojo keeps talking and his body has you cornered. His large frame easily towers over you, leaving you with nowhere to go.

Breath unsteady and fingers shaking, you grab Gojo by the collar and press your lips against his.

The reaction is immediate, he freezes for about 5 seconds before immediately taking control over the kiss. Rough hands grab your waist and pull you flush against him, while your hands wrap around his neck. His tongue makes it's way past your lips, while one hand grabs your thigh to lift your leg onto his hip so he can grind into you.

This is the sight Suguru Geto walks back into, and he's more than amused.

'Now, this is a surprise'

It really is. He'd always know that Satoru would go through with his attraction for you in some way- he'd just never expected you to respond so enthusiastically to him.

Gojo breaks away from your lips to respond

'Princess kissed me first, yknow'

Gojo starts pressing kisses into your neck and Geto comes closer to you. You pull him into a kiss, much like you had with Gojo. Your arms wrapped around Geto's neck while Gojo heatedly marks up your neck. Both men are freely groping your body- but you don't care. You think that it's just a matter of making it to the next morning. They'll have had their fill of you and you'll finally be free of them.

With that thought, you press your chest against Geto's even more.

'Man, she's really eager huh?'

Geto breaks away from your lips to respond

'That she is. But we should take her to our place.'

Gojo whines, but ultimately agrees. You hardly remember the walk to the car, or how the car ride went. All you know is that it's 6 PM and that you're sitting on a couch in an apartment that's too expensive for words. Even the couch itself feels like it costs 3 times your yearly tuition. But you don't get to focus on that, not when you have two men eager to make you theirs.

You think it's their excitement to finally get their hands on you, to get that score on their record. You don't know that it's because they finally have the love of their lives in their grasp. The thought of finally having you has them too excited, so they keep you between them.

While Geto dominates your lips, Gojo attaches himself to your neck. His lips are persistent, leaving deep marks that have you moaning wantonly into Geto's mouth. The moment you break apart from Geto to breath, a rough hand pulls your face to the other side and suddenly Gojo's lips are pressed to yours. Geto takes his turns marking up your neck, his hands sneakily moving under your skirt. It's when he presses two fingers against your clothed pussy that you yelp into Gojo's mouth, causing both men to chuckle at your reaction.

You pull away from Gojo, who goes back to your neck while turning to talk to Geto.

'Wait I'm-'

You're cut off by your own moan as Geto begins to persistently rub you through your underwear. Gojo begins to unbutton your shirt while Geto steals one more kiss from you before moving to kneel in front of your legs. You think things are progressing faster than you want- but this is what you want right? To have one night to get rid of them? But no. You don't know if you can live with the memory of them pleasuring you like this. You open your mouth and prepare to fight to get out of their grasp, only for a tongue to lick at your clit.

The moan that leaves your mouth is nothing like the strong voice you'd planned on using. You hadn't even realised that Gojo had moved you to sit on his lap, your back pressed against his bare chest. You'd been so caught up in your thoughts that you hadn't even paid attention to them taking off your undergarments and Gojo spreading your legs open with his hands.

Before you can try voicing anything, Geto's tongue becomes persistent, licking away at your pussy with precision that had you reeling. Gojo's hands busy themselves with your breasts, fondling them relentlessly, pinching your nipples. You still think you can pick yourself up from this- but then Geto slips two fingers into you and find yourself throwing your head back into Gojo's shoulder.

'How does she taste Suguru?'

His fingers maintain a good, steady pace inside you as you writhe on Gojo's lap.

'So sweet. She's tight too. Gonna have to prep her a lot for us'

Gojo hums in interest, before leaving a trail of kisses on your neck. A question comes to mind and rolls of his tongue as you grind against him while making those cute noises.

'How many men have you been with princess?'

You don't hear him the first time, too caught up in Geto flicking your clit with his tongue while three of his fingers moved in and out of you relentlessly. But Gojo isn't patient enough to understand your situation, and repeats his question sternly, hand going down to pinch your clit as punishment.

You answer him, almost sobbing from how close you are. You're too caught up in your upcoming orgasm to notice how the two men freeze and share a look of delight. You don't know that you've given them more than they thought they would get from you. It was already exciting enough that they were finally getting their darling- and so willingly too. But like this?

They would be your first and last. No other man would get to have you. You don't even know how much you've screwed up your own plan and you don't have any time to think about it as Geto makes you fall apart on his fingers. His tongue and fingers persist even when your orgasm is over. You tremble and whimper in overstimulation, trying to get Geto to stop, but Gojo holds you down effortlessly.

It doesn't take long for you to orgasm again in their grasp as Geto continues with his ministrations. Your panting and jelly in Gojo's arms as he finally stops.

Suguru wipes his mouth as he stands up and eyes you lying on top of Satoru. He exchanges a look with the aforementioned man, one you miss completely. You're so out of it you don't notice Gojo carrying to the bedroom. You're trying to catch your breath as you lie on top of silk covers in a bed that's impossibly big.

The two men have stripped themselves of the rest of their clothes by the time you regain some of your senses. This time it's Geto who lies behind you, pressing his muscular chest against your back, while Gojo looms over you. You'd felt his muscles before, watched him flex them in efforts to impress you over the years, but now that his entire body was pressed against you, even you feel a little bit of awe at him. That awe, however, is replaced by horror once his length is pressed against your slit.

'Gojo-'

You're immediately reprimanded to use their first names and you agree in your desperation.

'Please this is my-

'I know baby. I'll be gentle.'

You want to believe him but the grin on his face is devious. You think it's because he won't keep his word. Suguru knows that Satoru is grinning because of his excitement at claiming you. Hurting you was never on the table for them. Sure, they'd picked on you, but that was only because you never looked their way. Now that you were finally doing what you were meant to, they would never need to hurt you again.

You don't know this thought process, so you brace yourself in horror as Satoru begins to sink into you. Your nails sink into his shoulders, as you close your eyes and grit your teeth at the pain. Suguru helps keep you steady, watching as Satoru's mouth drops open as he manages to bottom out inside you. God he wants to be inside you too, but that can wait. They have the rest of their lives after all. Suguru decides to focus on rubbing your clit, knowing that it'll help you take Satoru better.

It takes a while of Satoru and him caressing and kissing you, but eventually Satoru can move. He surprises even himself with the slow and steady pace he starts with, but then again, it's your first time and Satoru thinks that doing a good job would earn him your affection.

If only you had any idea of their mindset, you would have never kissed Satoru.

Despite your fears, and much to the disgust of the part of you that has self respect, you begin to enjoy yourself. Your moans and whispers, combined with your arms looped around his neck, it makes him want to go feral. The two of you are gaze into each other's eyes- and even though you don't know who initiated it, suddenly you're making out.

It's an odd combination. Satoru's cock gets faster as he buries himself inside you again and again, his tongue pushing its way past your lips while Suguru's hands fondle your breasts. You can even feel Suguru's erection on your ass, and your body moves with Gojo's thrusts in a way that gives him some much needed friction. You lose yourself in pleasure, lips breaking away from Satoru's as you squeeze around him deliciously. He wants to cum inside you but holds back and fucks you through your orgasm.

Suddenly though, he pulls out. You're dragged to the edge of the bed and forced to sit up. Suguru keeps you upright as Satoru keeps one leg on the ground and one knee on the bed to slip inside of you again. You hold on to Satoru's arms for dear life as he begins a more brutal pace.

'Fuck princess- you're too tight'

You whimper as Suguru turns your head back and kisses you.

'Just look at him sweetheart. Look at how Satoru can barely hold himself together'

There's a bead of sweat moving down his temple, his muscles tensed and teeth gritted as pounds you relentlessly. Gone is the gentleness from before. Now, he's just a man desperate to fill you up with his cum.

'Fuck baby, you gotta cum too, okay? Cum with me'

Satoru doesn't bother to wait for your response, movements growing more and harsh as his balls slap against your ass. You're nearing your peak too, shivering as Suguru pinches your nipples to help you. Soon enough, they have you falling off the edge, crying out Satoru's name without thinking. Satoru follows along with you, grunting and groaning as you tighten around him and milk him for all he's worth. He keeps slamming his hips against yours even as he cums, determined to enjoy your warmth. You're too far gone to think of the implications of him cumming inside you.

In the aftermath, Satoru lies on top of you, but doesn't rest too much of his weight on your tired form. You think to yourself that it's one down- one more to go. So despite your tiredness, you twist your form to lie on Suguru and kiss him, pressing your chest against his and grinding against his length. Satoru moves to lie down next to the two of you, watching as your cum filled pussy rubs against his best friend's cock.

Suguru is different from Satoru, you think. While Satoru had been eager, he'd been gentler than you thought possible. Suguru was rougher with you, dragging you to his lap and guiding you to mount his cock. Your hands rest on his chest as he starts at a rough pace. You're not really riding him as much as he's holding you still so he can fuck up into you. You lean down and kiss him- you don't know if it's because you're enjoying yourself or if it's because you want to make the night as good as possible so he sees you as clingy.

But the kiss persists, your hands exploring his chest as he relentlessly fucks you.

'That's right sweetheart, that's right. Fuck you're so tight'

Satoru joins in of course, the tip of his cock pressing against your lips. You're so far gone that you don't even bat an eyelash and simply start sucking on it. You think that you're nearing the end of this trial. The end of having to see them. So you'll give them anything they want. You allow yourself to lick long stripes at Satoru's cock, ignoring the way he hisses and the way Suguru looks at you in awe.

It's when Satoru manages to push his way to a steady pace in your mouth that Suguru makes you cum- your sore hole is pounded into over and over again as your cum coats him. You moan around Satoru's cock, causing him to curse as he hurriedly pulls out of your mouth and jerks all over your face. Suguru's orgasm is different from Satoru's. He slams into you violently thrice before stilling, growling your name as he floods you with his cum.

The three of you are a panting mess by the end, and somehow you're lying in between them, covered in cum you don't have the energy to clean. The other two men catch their breath more quickly than you do. You think that maybe they are debating how to throw you out- after all, they had gotten what they wanted from you.

What you don't expect is for Satoru to position you on your side, lift your leg up and slide back into you. He immediately starts at a rough pace, uncaring of Suguru's cum now coating his cock. Suguru moves to get something from the bedside drawer, while you exhaustedly try to talk to Satoru. Satoru isn't in any mood to listen though, and keeps interrupting you with kisses as he pounds your cunt.

You think maybe it's your fault for thinking that one round each would be enough. Even if they kept you up all night, you're sure they'll be done with you in the morning. So you allow yourself to cry out as Satoru hits a sensitive spot inside you. Sugure returns with..jelly?

You realize it's the other kind of jelly, the one that you get in the back alleys and night parties. Suguru takes out three pieces, eats one himself and feeds one to the man relentlessly pounding your cunt. The third one is clearly for you. You've never taken something like this before, but you think it might help you through the night with them. So you allow Suguru to feed it to you. You don't get to focus on the taste as you fall apart on Satoru's cock at that exact moment, whining as he rearranges your insides before pumping you full of his cum.

The drug doesn't take long to take effect, and the next thing you know, you wake up in the morning. You're wrapped in silk sheets and surrounded by the warmth of the two very naked men. Your head is pounding, and you can only scrunch your head in pain as last night's memories come back to you.

You remember kissing Satoru and Suguru. You remember Suguru burying his head between your legs and making you see stars. You remember Satoru taking your virginity, riding Suguru while sucking Satoru off, Satoru fucking you on your side, eating jelly and then-

Oh god

You only remember in flashes, but at some point you had given Satoru the ride of his life, while Suguru had jerked off to the sight. Suguru had you on your hands and knees, smacking your ass while wildly thrusting into you while you choke on Satoru's cock. You recalled a multitude of position changes, each one more lewd then the other, which explains why you're so sore. But no, there's one that was even worse and explained why you hurt so badly.

You recall both men holding you up between them and slipping into your pussy together. You don't think you were even all that conscious when it happened, but you know you're not imagining the moans and groans that had passed between you three. The conversation was still clear in your mind.

'Oh baby fuck fuck you feel so good'

Satoru. He'd said that when you'd cum on their cocks

'That's it sweetheart. Such a good girl. We'll give you everything you want pretty girl. Jewelry- Fuck- clothes. You just gotta -oh my fucking God- keep being a good girl for us'

Suguru. He'd said that while rubbing your clit as they rutted into you for the unteempth time.

'Don't stop don't stop please-'

That was.. you?

You'd begged them to keep fucking you?

Shaking your head, you think you can scold yourself later. You should leave now, get out of here and enjoy the beginning of your peaceful life. But the moment you try to stand, you crumble to the ground with a pained cry. Satoru and Suguru are immediately by your side.

You're helpless as they easily lift you back into the bed, scolding you for your recklessness.

'We did a real number on you babe. You gotta take it easy'

Satoru kisses you on the lips. You don't kiss back, but he doesn't care.

'Sorry, my love. We should have been gentler. We were just too excited to finally make you ours.'

Suguru kisses you too, unaware of the horror you feel at what he just called you.

Both men get wrapped up in their own discussion of ordering a special breakfast since it's their girlfriends first morning with them. They debate on what to order, while you watch them numbly, before Satoru orders what is easily half the menu.

You'd thought that they'd be done with you in the morning. You never thought that they would actually want to keep you around. Especially not as their girlfriend.

You really wish you hadn't kissed Satoru yesterday.